Addressing Kink Scene Expectations and the Gap Existent within Individual Realities

“Cupid for Balin”, photo by Martin Fisch

I was talking to someone recently about how thoroughly different experiences and individual takeaways can be for persons sceneing with one another. It can be very challenging when it isn’t understood by your partner that the experience happening in their body/heart/mind doesn’t play out like your own experience of the scene you’re both engaged in. I thought this was an interesting topic to write about, so here we are… This subject can be broken down into a lot of different topics, I’ve written about a couple of them. I have a lot more to say on this issue than I’ll get into in today’s blog, but it’s a place to start.

Point of difference: Dominants and submissives emotionally and intellectually (not to mention physically) have very different functions in a scene, and so very different experiences and potential meaning makings from any given interaction. This seems reasonable and even obvious if you think about it. It could be said that the “job” of a Dominant is to come up with ideas for play, to practice skills, and often to administer physical, mental, or emotional manipulations of another person. This work is intellectual as well as physical, it requires time, consideration, preparation, and check-ins to be done well. A submissive’s “job” is often to receive, primarily physically and emotionally. A submissive may often be expected to enact another person’s will, and effort to please, bear, or follow. It’s possible to submit without having skills at the ready, or even knowledge of what will happen when one meets a partner for play. Pre-scene preparation for a submissive may be more personal and less about their partner’s needs (outside of any homework they’ve been given or expectations previously outlined by the Dominant). In my experience as a switch who’s gone pretty far in both directions, I can definitely say that what I get out of Dominating someone is very different than what I get out of submission. I can explain the differences between these experiences most clearly by writing about my emotional and intellectual observations.

When I submit to someone I am bending to their will. The emotional component of this is strong. How I then feel toward someone whom I’ve handed that much trust to, or invested that heavily in pleasing, or allowing myself to be flooded with chemicals from our play, is such that I find I may get emotionally attached to them quite easily. I am almost always out of my intellectual element when I submit.

When I Dominate I get off by being pleased, by nurturing, by being physical, by feeling empathy and connection with my partner, by having done a good job pulling someone out of themselves, and by garnering the chemicals and emotions which will allow my sub to intellectually disengage and “fly”. I enjoy being affective. I put a lot of thought and preparation into my scenes and I try to make sure my skill administration, my communication, and my requests are not harmful to my playmates (pleasurable even) — even days and weeks after our interaction. Maybe because of my need to be logistically and holistically responsible for what happens, I do not develop the same “need” to play with certain people time and time again or on a regular schedule. My desire tends to be a little more activity oriented than person or timeframe oriented.

The heart wants, where the mind acknowledges distance.

I am sure this is not the case for everybody. I have observed in the kink scene that it’s more common to find Dominants who play with multiple subs, than subs who trust and fully submit to (rather than simply agree to bottom to) multiple Dominants. I wonder if the difference in one’s emotional vs. intellectual investment effects that?

It’s very possible to Dominate someone who is bottoming, or to Top someone who is submitting. How we feel about what we are doing is each person’s individual takeaway, and thus reality. I think it’s common to project one’s own meaning making based on their emotional/physical/mental/spiritual/lived experience onto partners, and to form expectations of others along those lines. It can be difficult to ask a partner what they got out of a moment of connection. Perhaps this is due to a fear that our experiences can be “wrong” or “not count” if they aren’t shared by our partners?

Point of difference: Kink as a potentially healing activity, or trauma informed catharsis is not for everyone. This is a more complicated look at the subject, one which can have deeply meaningful fallout, and one which I think a lot of people don’t take the time to consider. One of the genius parts of the human psyche is our ability to sexualize trauma as a way of overpowering an instilled feeling of powerlessness in order to heal it. You may have heard the phrase, “Kink isn’t therapy, but it can be therapeutic”. This is absolutely true for a lot of individuals. What people often fail to realize though, is that what’s happening in one person’s head is not necessarily (or even commonly) happening or being considered in their partner’s.

Of note: the rate of abuse in our world is so high it’s common for a person to be dealing with some form of trauma while engaging in sexual or kink related activities. For some people to function normally or have sexualities/sensualities which are accessible at all, sexualizing activities and emotions which are taboo, or attempting to reclaim power within a scenario another person might never want to experience (much less negotiate about), is very real.

It is absolutely every person’s right not to engage in fantasy/sensual/sexual play that feels like edge play to them, or feels as though they are having to process or be complicit in something they morally, ethically, or in any other way do not condone. It’s important not to demonize people whose psychologies are different from our own. It is especially important to keep this in mind when interacting with people who have gone through trauma and who feel safe enough to let you know what has happened to them. There is a marked difference between judging someone, and accepting that their needs are not ones you’re interested in fulfilling or even further discussing.

I would hazard to say that the more taboo the kink being discussed is, the higher chance you have of running into a person who’s processing some sort of trauma when they engage in it. It’s understandable if that feels bad for you to partake in. These realities have to coexist, because, well, in reality they do. What we have power over is what we do about this disparity in realities when we interact with each other.

This is a primary reason that when I negotiate any type of play (role play, edge play, or other activity) with someone (Dominant or submissive) I try to ask during our interview if anything like the activity we’re negotiating has happened to them in a negative way, “Is it possible or probable that how we’re planning to engage with one another could be triggering?”. There are big differences between planning a scene which is meant to be an innocent exploration of a fantasy, and finding yourself in a scene which is triggering, or intentionally engaging in edge play, or playing specifically in order to overcome deeper emotions and address someone’s emotional or mental health. It should be every individual’s choice to negotiate engaging up to (and not beyond) whatever level they feel comfortable.

If someone’s limit is “not playing with people who have a history of abuse in the type of play being negotiated”, that doesn’t make them a bad person or an unsympathetic partner. In fact, knowing that’s a limit of theirs is helpful to know upfront for those people desiring play which will go deeper or might take on a darker catharsis. I think a lot of people come across these disparities of needs, or conflicts of boundaries.

It’s vital to talk about our differences. When someone is approached with a desire or fantasy which feels triggering, dangerous, or like it would require a higher level of responsibility than that person is willing to take on, it’s important to voice that in a firm but non-shaming manner. This is how we help one another grow, learn to advocate for our needs, and communicate more and more respectfully over time.

Where we meet (hopefully) is in the moments of connection we do find with one another. We search for partners who want to play similar games, and those whom we enjoy playing with. Maybe it’s attraction, chemistry, the dungeon-side manner, the desire for a certain level of intensity, the challenge, the growth, the admiration, the trust, or any other limitless number of ingredients which go into a play partnership which make a person’s partner(s) the one(s) who flip their switches and make them want to come to the table with everything they’ve got. Like the socialization lessons we learned on the playground as kids, we must respect the boundaries of those we enjoy or we will not have them around to enjoy for very long. Not everyone wants to play the same games everyday or with the same people all the time. Not every person enjoys playing to the same level, or will reap rewards at the same pace.

For a moment in time to be cohesively beautiful between two (or more) people, we work. We do not owe one another to go outside of our personal limits in order to connect. The desire to connect itself is changeable, sometimes fragile, and hopefully evolves over time as we do.

I like to think that we do owe one another words. The truth as we each understand it is a glimpse into the inner workings of our desires, experiences, and needs. This is how we bridge the gap between all the variable expectations between us, which simply exist.

Play On My Friends,
~ Creature

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Trans is not One Thing

Hi everyone (especially those of you on dating apps and other p2p platforms meant to connect people), I want to remind you that being trans is not one thing. Trans does not only mean MTF (male to female), though that seems to be what the majority of people think or assume trans looks like when they think of trans people. People who are FTM (female to male) also exist, and make up a good percentage of the people in trans communities. People who are non-binary, genderfluid, and agender exist in large numbers in trans reality too. When someone identifies themselves as trans don’t assume you know what their body looks like, what their life experiences have been, what they are looking for, or what they enjoy doing (in or out of the sack). Trans is a very diverse spectrum of people.

It’s demoralizing to get on one of the very few trans dating spaces online and read through ads realizing that the vast majority of them are not for “trans” but for one specific type of trans person who is being fetishized so thoroughly it’s impossible to feel visible or attractive even on that page which is supposed to be “for you”.

When I was in the process of deciding to start taking testosterone, one of the things which made me the most excited to begin the journey I’m on, was heading out to a festival geared toward QTPOC. It was everything I needed to be around at that time. There were so many different bodies celebrating out in the sun, dressed this way or that, changing appearance regularly, and mixing up masculine, feminine, and androgynous cues so thoroughly that at some point I consciously realized I couldn’t know anything by just looking. It was impossible to see where someone had started on their journey and where they were headed — or even make assumptions about where they were then. The festival lasted a week, with hundreds of people celebrating, enjoying their bodies, being visible in whatever way they desired, changing as the whim struck, eating, playing, performing, commiserating, sharing ideas and space. It was everything I wanted the world to be and an opportunity to participate in my own way. It felt like coming home.

I’m writing this in part because I’m tired of being in the middle-of-middles and having to articulate myself repeatedly to people who don’t know the first thing about non-binary reality or the beautiful and diverse spectrum of trans identities out there. I am tired of writing something about who I am and having strangers think they know what it means and still try to fit me into a box which isn’t mine, that I’ve never claimed, or don’t want to participate in anymore.

Language is this imperfect thing we agree to try and use together. It’s a jumble of words which are approximations of reality. We learn to use these approximations as starting points, and then we work toward cleaner and clearer understanding through deeper conversation. Here’s an example:

I identify as “sexual”. I might introduce myself by saying that I’m “bisexual” though, especially when I don’t have the time or desire to have a more lengthy conversation about my sexual orientation. Most people know what “bisexual” means but may be confused if I said “sexual” with no clarification of my meaning attached to that term.

That’s an example of me using linguistic shorthand. Instead of engaging in a more precise conversation using less generically understood (yet more accurate) terminology, I’m giving someone a basic idea of my meaning without being too concerned with the details. Here’s another example:

I am nonbinary trans (ftm)

This is a sentence I’ve written in dating profiles and ads. You can see that in the sentence itself there is a collision of ideas being represented, specifically nonbinary in juxtaposition to ftm. Right off the bat I’ve given specific information about my assigned sex, in hopes that it’ll narrow down the response shenanigans I receive. And, yes, I chose to write “ftm” rather than “AFAB” (assigned female at birth) because in my experience more people are likely to know the term ftm.

I do not identify as “ftm”. I am not interested in being or becoming “a man”. I am nonbinary. I identify somewhere in the middle of things and my presentation of and interest in gender fluctuates regularly. However, if I don’t insert the “(ftm)” in the sentence above, a few things happen. The first is that most people will assume I have a dick. Not the kind of dick I can strap on, and not what I might call my enlarged clitoris from time to time, but they’ll assume I have a phallus complete with balls which has been attached to my body since birth.

Why would people assume this if all they read was “I’m nonbinary trans”?

  • Because Patriarchy.
  • AMAB (assigned male at birth) people are the default in this culture, and so if I don’t mention I’m not AMAB, it’s frequently assumed I am. Society sees AMAB bodies as default, and AFAB bodies as marginal.
  • This is the same reason everyone knows what drag queens are, but the minute I mention I co-created a drag king troupe which performed together for 15 years, people ask what a drag king is. Our rootedness within misogyny is deep.
  • This is also connected to the economic disparity between gay male and lesbian communities. Many trans women have embraced their transness from within the gay male community, and many trans men have embraced their transness from within the lesbian community. Because of the elevated resources of cis men in general (regardless of the orientation of those men), trans women often navigate communities enriched with cis male money and cis male desire/gaze/expectations from the beginning of their identity journey (which is its own burden absolutely), where trans men often flounder within invisibility and lack of community resources until they can pass as cis male and are allowed to “join the club”. This doesn’t even begin to address the realities of people who will never pass as the “other” regardless of whether or not they even want to.

Why do I care if people responding to my ads assume I’m MTF or not?

  • Because I don’t want to have my time wasted with annoying questions about my nonexistent dick.
  • I also don’t want to deal with the disappointment and demoralization which comes with being told I’m not what the person I’ve been chatting with is looking for, after I mention all my dicks are in drawers, and I’m not necessarily interested in strap-on or phallus-centric sex to begin with… It’s fucking exhausting.
  • As someone who feels too masculine to be comfortable identifying as female, who is on testosterone and enjoys some of the physical manifestations of it, and is also way too femme to pass as male, I don’t want to write a book every time I identify as trans. I also don’t want to deal with being the “wrong/disappointing type of trans” either.

If you’re looking for a pre-op transwoman who likes her genitals played with, say that’s want you’re looking for. Don’t act as though anyone who mentions they’re trans is that particular type of trans person, and definitely don’t be less than graceful when you realize the person you’re talking to doesn’t have the plumbing you’re prowling after. It’s entitled, objectifying, dismissive, privileged, shitty, disrespectful, irksome, exhausting, and boring.

Do not treat people who are part of a marginalized reality as though they are worth less for not fitting into your fetishistic image of that group. Trans does not exist to serve cis fantasies. Trans does not exist to please male fantasy. Trans people may want to be sexual or may not want to be sexual with you. Trans people may enjoy having sex in ways you’re familiar with, and/or in ways you haven’t learned about yet. Trans people are vanilla, kinky, GLB, asexual, tops, bottoms, switches, unaffiliated, and/or finding their truths and desires just as we all are. Trans people are diverse. Treat trans people as you would anyone you were interested in: like someone you don’t know about yet. Ask respectful questions while you decide if you’re interested or not. Be polite and caring regardless of whether or not you find you are.

Play On My Friends,
~ Creature

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Don’t be like Sally, Don’t be a SWERF

I am not a trust fund kid.

I didn’t have an allowance for most of my childhood. At some point I was regularly given a small amount of lunch money. It was to be used when I was hungry for food. This “allowance” was not tied to whether or not I did my chores. My social freedom was tied to whether or not I did my chores.

As I got older I started to need more money to keep up with my friends. My parents didn’t have extra income, so like most kids in low income families I was told it was time to get a job.

I am still a very low income earner, making much less than the poverty line year after year. In some ways these days, I choose to because I would rather spend my time, energy, mental, and bodily resources on being an artist instead of giving up those things up in order to have more money. Artists who aren’t commercial in their approach to art don’t usually benefit much financially. I have too much to say about sex, gender, identity, inequality, and other non-commercial realities to fit in there. Struggle is a part of my journey.

You could say I was “forced into the fast food industry” as a teenager, and then retail, and then hospitality due to poverty. I didn’t have parents with connections to well paying summer jobs, I had no uncle who I could work in “the office” for and make connections through, I had no friends whose family owned a theater I could direct or run a youth program at… If I wanted to socialize with my friends I needed to make money however I could, and after hitting the pavement with my short resume, Dairy Queen was the first realistic option I had. They were willing to work with my summer theater schedule as long as I covered my shifts if there were conflicts (though later they fired me for getting too many of my shifts covered). That was my first job. Later in life I would need money for rent and utilities and whatever I needed money for — this is our capitalist reality.

I have a specialized degree in acting, as well as continued education in my field. My career is in the arts, and I’ve also been a sexuality educator for nearly 20 years, which started as a retail job in a sex store during college. I owe lots and lots of money to college lenders, and I’m not in a financial position to pay them back. I work hard, I work with passion, and I work a lot. I’m good at what I do and I’ve fought my entire adult life to carve out enough gig-based self-employment to keep me afloat. Naturally (I am an actor, after all) some forms of sex work have made their way into my gig economy. The ways I’ve taken on sex work in my life have been mostly affirming, definitely educational, and they’ve aided me in having the time and space I need to continue doing the work I’m passionate about while supporting myself. Most recently sex work in tandem with producing my art has helped me move from living on the road in a van, to living in an apartment with more space and definitely more expenses.

Being forced into sex work because of poverty is not consent. It’s economic coercion! If women really choose prostitution, why is it mostly marginalized and disadvantaged women who do? ~Unknown SWERF

I came across this quote recently. SWERFs (Sex Work Exclusionary Radical Feminists) are a subset of people within “feminism” who believe sex workers are anti-feminist. Personally I think SWERFs and TERFs (Trans Exclusionary Radical Feminists) are anti-feminist. The notion that a woman (or anyone) should not have a right to autonomously choose with whom, how, and under what conditions to have sex or perform sexuality is ludacris if you call yourself a feminist.

Sex work is one of the only types of work held to this standard. Where in our national conversation about almost every minimum wage job do we ask these same questions? Who’s going around asking if the workers in factories, fast food establishments, farmers, dive restaurant wait staff, or any other backbreaking, demoralizing, or dirty job clientele needs to be freed from their undesirable situation? Instead the pacifying ideology, “A job is a job, you do what you need to do to pay the bills” is what echos when discussing the shitty parts of being the working poor — a growing class in today’s economy. It seems as though only when speaking of sex work does the conversational tone radically shift and the party line become, “Why would you resort to such a thing?!”

Let me be clear: after making money in the sex industry I am much less exhausted physically and morally than I ever was waiting tables.

Sexual autonomy is freedom. For the pyramid scheme which is capitalism to work it can’t have women, transpeople, people of color, and other marginalized plebeians “making their’s”, and thereby wriggling out from under the thumb of poverty and economic slavery. You’d never be able to control the masses if it caught on that sex work is work and some people (often marginalized and disadvantaged people) actually choose it as their industry. Add to this political circus-of-oppression a kickline of “feminists” singing a song of victimization and then letting loose the battle cry of “no cis woman ever wanted to grow up to be a sex worker!”, and there seem to be even less women standing up for women’s sexual autonomy and freedom from capitalist chains. Sex workers (of all sexes and genders) are often seen fighting for women’s sexual autonomy more openly and radically than their middle or upper class elite “intellectual” feminist counterparts. I assume this is because most sex workers know what it’s like to fight the patriarchy face to face within their own industry day in and day out without the respect of their non sex worker sisters at day’s end. I’m sure sex workers may also care less about what society has to say or whether they’ll lose their job for speaking out, though there are many other dangers in revealing your SW identity, especially today in the US. It’s hard work to peel back the layers of shame and insecurity we’ve all been vested with and walk boldly into the career choice of a sex worker, illegally or legally employed.

To answer the quote above more directly: sure, it’s not wholly untrue that frequently people choose to engage in sex work of one kind or another because of economic coercion. However if you fix the system that coerces people into entering sex work, you must then make space for and respect the people who continue to do sex work because they choose to. What then? Well, let’s actually start giving consensual adult sex workers what they want.

What sex workers want is decriminalization. Sex workers and almost all clients of sex workers want sex work to be safe, chosen, consensual, not trafficked, nor coerced. Sex workers want to be able to go to the authorities when there’s a reason to without worrying about arrest, rape, interrogation, disbelief, or any other violent manifestation of whorephobia. The “Craigslist Killer” was caught in part because sex workers were able to openly go to the police with their information during the period of time Rhode Island had decriminalized indoor sex work. Rates of STIs and rape in the general population went significantly down during this time too.

Decriminalization is a healthier legal choice within a world which has never, historically, been without sex workers. Sacred sex workers have been part of the church and played important roles in politics in past civilizations. Sex workers are often sexuality educators, and help clients who haven’t been sexually educated become so, including becoming better socialized at navigating the subject of sex within society and their own personal communities.

Sex workers want sex trafficking to end and for victims of these crimes to get the care, attention, and resources they need. Sex workers want sex traffickers and anyone else who makes adult consensual sex work unsafe dealt with by the law.

Imagine if all the people in jail for non-violent drug charges were to be let go, and instead we focused on arresting and prosecuting violent offenders, rapists, domestic abusers, and those participating in sex trafficking who are not the victims of trade. I have a feeling the prison system’s incarcerated population would on average become more white and somewhat less impoverished.

Who might be choosing sex work as their vocation in that world? Well, just like in this one, the people who are sex workers would.

Play On My Friends,
~ Creature

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