Is Roleplaying Acceptable?

[Bluestone]

I'm not just talking about this community. I'm talking about the community in general. I do not roleplay much in the way of actual death fetish material with my wife; however, when I first shot Escort Wars with Maxine X, tossing her around the bed and hand strangling her while she pounded my chest and did a great job trying to escape, she confessed to me that the scene really turned her on. She is not knowingly involved in our particular fetish (at least before filming with me ), but she also admitted to me that she and her lover have roleplayed rough sex. I suspect that death fetish type roleplay is more common in the general populace than one would think. Anybody else wish to comment on this subject?

Blue

[Nightposter]

First, If not for roleplaying...I wouldn't be here. That is what really got me started.
I role played with a core group of six ladies for almost 10 years - almost married two of them.
( and some of you know the reasons why I didn't - not related to the role play experience).

Blue, if you offered me two options;
#1 - $10.00 for a two hour custom tape with any actresses from your stable, doing anything I wrote down.
-or-
#2 - 1,000.00 for a 15 minute hands on role play with only one actress with limitations.
I'd choose #2 in a heart beat.

A well played, "safe and consensual" role play game ( regardless of theme) beats any video, photo set, artwork, or story hands down.

Over the years we had played at games involving all sorts of fatal endings, simple bondage and kidnapping to complicated death traps, using props and sets ( when we could afford stuff) or some involving a lot of imagination and not much else.

Is it acceptable tho?
Depends on who you are asking. To a certain extent we all roleplay when we go into the bedroom. Something as simple as "honey, would you wear the red silk nightie" could be seen as role play. Partners often imagine they (or their partner) are someone else.
This is seen as acceptable to those who play.

I don't want to get into the hard liners who think everything including sex is wrong, I think they have their own problems we don't need to discuss here.

[JamesS]

Whatever consenting adults do is their own business provided they are each consenting and no one suffers permanent injury/embarrassment.

[Sandi]

At 26, I was introduced to these fantasies through role play, and I think I've described it frequently enough elsewhere, so I do not want to bore anyone here yet again with the story.

Oh, heck...sure I will....because it is appropriate.....and, like Nightposter, I have no idea if I EVER would have 'discovered' that these things DO turn me on, if I had never had this chance encounter at 6:30 AM in Yosemite National Park, when sex or fantasy were the furthest things from my mind.

Fantasy, and what I discovered at Fatal Females and have shared now for 13 years online, changed my sex life COMPLETELY!!!! It opened ME. I was (believe this or not, it's very, very true!) SO backward, socially and sexually, in terms of 'boys' and all of that. I was a late 'comer' (nice word, huh?...lol) to real sex, and fantasy was something I never THOUGHT about in my earlier years. I was so focused on athletics and academics, and went through the teenager years as the tallest girl in school yet one with (UGH!!!!!) acne problems until I was nearly 20. The taller you are, Folks,the more pimples you get, trust me on that. So I never had social confidence, anyway, and the acne just 'killed it all'. Until it went away at 20, of course.

I was 26, I was at the lowest point of my life. My career had been ruined by a brutal physical attack on me by a fellow karate sparring partner (male) who was jealous of my always beating him in competitions (2nd degree Black, Kenpo Karate, at the time, for me). The attack destroyed my legs (no rape), and I was told I would be lucky to ever walk again, and would definitely never play again. I said 'nuts to you'.....or, to be accurate, my first words to the Doctor were "Up yours, I'm playing again." Nice girl, huh?

And after nearly a year in a wheelchair I was fighting the comeback trail to be able to at least WALK again, yet I never lost the Quest to PLAY again, which I eventually did, though never of course to the Olympic levels as before.

But rehab was SO hard, so draining, so much pain, as anyone with such problems certainly knows. One step forward, then two backwards....is the way it seemed to go at times...very frequent times.

So there I was, trying to motivate myself to keep fighting, walking alone one morning in Yosemite at 6:30 AM. Short-shorts, denim, halter top....and hiking boots, walking along the River above Nevada and Vernal Falls.

The trail at that point was very close to the river, and I see a man by the river, with two cap guns in his hands. A man 20 years my senior, dressed only in his shorts, no shirt, no shoes.

He looked up and saw me, probably 30 feet away, and it had to be the most embarassing moment of his life....LOL. CAUGHT!

But...doing what, I wondered? Something allowed me to find the right words, and some inner sense said 'it's ok, he's not dangerous', very peaceful looking man, very nice looking.

So after he froze, I simply smiled and asked "Am I interrupting anything?"

Somehow, that was JUST the right thing to say, because we both ended up laughing, and soon I was sitting by that river with him, my own boots off now also, and listening.

He was about to play out shooting fantasies, by himself.

Within less than an hour, we both lay 'dead', half in and half out of that water, cap guns 'emptied into each other'.

Grabbing my bare belly, that was my introduction. FIGHTING against it, with my athlete's resolve that I will NOT lose. Taking another 'bullet'....but shooting him again, also....and back and forth, until the 'peak' of the finish. NO, I did not 'cum', but what I felt....was the peaking of SEX, the further into the scene we got....and then a CLIMAX...NOT sexually that time, but in my mind, playing the role.

And I was changed forever. NOT just for fantasy, but the experience BEGAN the process of getting in touch with....oh, my word....my SEXUALITY! And my erotic turn-ons that I had never, ever thought about. Of course I had masturbated, but just to make myself feel good, or imagining a man with me, but never had I even thought about....fantasy or role play.

And then with trembling fingers, which is the truthful way I always describe it, I entered a search term on my computer a year or whatever later, of 'femme fatale', hoping to find something, anything, about shooting fantasies or pictures or whatever.

I found...Fatal Females.

And 13 years and MANY of the same friends online later, it's rather safe to say that Sandi is not bashful about sex....lol. It made my LIFE, in many ways, and I could NOT mean that more sincerely!

It opened me UP...to all kinds of new stimuli, opened my MIND to WANT new experiences, and yada yada.

And hundreds and hundreds of online role plays later, I was introduced to my future husband. Not online, but BY the same man who had introduced me to the fantasies! But before that introduction, a couple years before, my first new friend and I spent a lot of time together for a few months after we met. I was 'down', and he was MORE 'down', having had his wife leave him and demand to take the children, through nothing HE had done, but simply because she was a non-confident woman who couldn't handle the truth of life in an educated environment with him. So he showed me movies, and we watched ones that came on that he thought would turn me on. Million Eyes of Sumuru was one....Code Name Red Roses, which Rodzilla found for me a few months ago....old movies like that. I loved them. I found FUN in playing 'cowboys' or 'war', or 'spies', or 'hit woman', or whatever. That was FUN, to BE someone I am NOTHING like in real life and never will be.

I always play the Bad Girl. Innocent victims turn me OFF, not on. But that part is all individual, of course.

Without role plays, without fantasy, I'd like be the same, repressed, QUIET and shy and retiring Sandi that I was. I had total confidence, up to that point, in myself as an Athlete, and was a two-time Olympian, so those levels were fine. And I was at the top academically. But socially? Lower than whale dung at the bottom of the ocean, was I, on that scale socially.

Yes, Sandi was quiet and shy and reserved. Really!

I owe, and I MEAN this, HAVE to say it again and again, my adult LIFE and who I became, to fantasy! It opened my MIND in general terms, and I have reveled in seeking new Input about everything in Life ever since.

Ironically, my future husband had no such fantasies....until he met me.....lol. So I got him interested, and no man is DUMB enough to not do such things if his woman is turned on by them. What a 'DUH' that is....means more sex for HIM.

So we have role-played ever since, and though of course the scope and frequency and type of role-plays changed a lot when two rug rats 'magically' appeared in our household 21 months apart, we both credit role play for a LARGE part of our totally happy marriage. I mean all of this from the bottom of my heart.

And we have hired a female Escort for about 4 years (she just disappeared...boo HOO! probably retired), about 3 times a year or so, JUST to role play with her, because while I am a heterosexual woman, I always wanted to explore WITH another woman, so we did that by renting a honeymoon suite for 24 hours, having Rachel there for 3 of those hours, and we played and had never-ending sex for 24 hours....lol. No real sex with her, though she would have gladly done that with either or both of us.

It was so much fun, because for HER it was so different, and she was a creative and vivacious woman in her early 40s. No one was asking her for sex...and obviously an Escort plays roles every TIME she is with a customer.

So that's the Sandi short-form version of my opinion of and feelings toward role play.

I'd say a life-changing experience just might do that for someone.

What James said is certainly true...if it feels good and hurts no one, DO IT!

And I've been absolutely convinced ever since that there literally millions of women who COULD be turned on by some form of these fantasies, if their partner approached them in the 'right' ways and started on the 'right levels'.

Sandi

[shootingmad]

oh come on, you know we want to hear more about your roleplays and experiences and such

[LadyAsh]

Is role playing acceptable? Yes. Sorry can't match the BWNB1 (Blonde With No Brain 1) for verbiage. When I did it I loved it, really got my motor purring. And can a woman with her motor purring be a bad thing?