Monday, January 24, 2011
Flogging: A Guilty Pleasure
For many of us, telling people about our fondness for flogging is like coming out of some closet: It’s not something you would talk about in polite society because we fear they will find it shocking. Many comments prove that people are very careful when trying to find that first friend to share this with. But times change. Twenty years ago, cage fighting was unheard of as a legitimate sport—but now it’s mainstream. Because of this social attitude shift toward casual violence, I believe the time is ripe to turn endurance flogging into a mainstream topic of conversation.
Because of my goal of making this mainstream, I tried to steer the blog way from what I felt was an integral, but not essential, element: the “sexual” nature of flogging. But it is obvious that there is a strong element of sensuality to this topic that just cannot be ignored. I have to thank Toughpaul for being the first to openly broach this subject. Because I want to turn flogging mainstream, we have to understand what makes us like it so that we can make others come to understand—and enjoy—it, too. Therefore, I encourage everyone to make comments about any aspect of flogging that appeals to you—even if you have to delve briefly into the red-light district to do it. We have all experienced enough self-censorship on this topic, let’s make this a place where you don’t have to worry about that.
Nothing is off the table on this blog. As long as comments pertain to the very broad topic of whips applied to shirtless male backs, they are all welcome (and it doesn’t really matter which posting you choose to attach your comment). If I have to eventually mark this blog as for adults, I am willing to do that. (What are your thoughts on that, BTW?) This blog can become (and is becoming) a place where we can share the experiences we have had (or the fantasies we indulge in), and express the intense personal desire we have to pursue floggings (either to actively participate or just to watch).
As I look back on this part of my life, I was always afraid to share my desire for flogging with anyone, for fear of them labeling me a freak (probably because I recognized that they would recognize the erotic nature of it). For me, it was always the punishment aspect that made me seek out movies that involved flogging—that power that an officer or warden had over a prisoner to enforce discipline. As time marched on, I wanted to experience and understand the fear and powerlessness that grips a prisoner as he endures punishment. It almost seemed like it would be easier to explain a BDSM fetish than that—and would be more socially acceptable. But I know better now. So! Let’s get it out in the open.