9 Responses to “I want to know …”

1. 
   thepinkpoppet
   on Feb 12th, 2010
   @ 13:57: 

   Sometimes I think I see myself in both of those. Personally, when the Cap’n actually unleashes that beast within him and sets it free for a little bit, I can look into his eyes and I see a wild hunger and a bit of fear…fear that he won’t be able to reign that monster back in and put it back on it’s leash. What do I see in my own eyes ( a masochist) when I look in the mirror? Hunger! Pure unadulterated, blind, driving hunger. What do you see Impy? Tell us.

2. 
   vanimp
   on Feb 12th, 2010
   @ 14:02: 

   The person I know disappears when the beast emerges. A dark blackness appears, those eyes can make me lose myself. I don’t want to look but I can’t look away. The masochist in me ‘wants’ to see. She knows the beast has emerged. The eyes change. My eyes? A hunger, fear and when I am ‘gone’ a far away look.

3. 
   Dragon Mage
   on Feb 12th, 2010
   @ 14:02: 

   When Luvbunny lets me in? I can see hunger, and release. I see her accepting and sometimes still fighting a little. Sometimes a little fear of letting go, and other times abandon. It’s beautiful and awe-inspiring, and I am honored to be allowed to see it … to be allowed inside.

   (and yes, what do you see?)

4. 
   vanimp
   on Feb 12th, 2010
   @ 14:05: 

   DM fear of letting go is part of the ride for me I think. A reason why the masochist comes out to play. A need to feed that fear and go along for the ride. Sometimes the look in the eye is so intense you can forget where you are.

5. 
   PapaTomLA
   on Feb 12th, 2010
   @ 14:12: 

   I’m afraid to ever let myself top when I am angry, when the beast lets go. I only play when I am firmly in control – otherwise I will just walk away. I’ve been told that on the one occasion I really did lose it and had to walk out, soul-mate said the look in my eyes was so frightening she thought “Oh-Oh – I’ve really blown it.” I wouldn’t touch her – instead I took out two lamps, a mirror, and a sliding glass door on the way out – right before I drive my truck through the side of her 200SX. Then I drove down to the beach and cried like a three year old.

   I’ve looked into the eyes of many who’ve let me into their world. What I remember most is them staring, wide open to me, like asking “Are you really going to do that to me? Are you really going to give me what i want and need?” Once things start, of course, it is different – much of the time their eyes are downcast or their position (Over my knee) makes it impossible to see their eyes, so you have to read more subtle things like body language, the meaning behind their cries, how intense their struggles – as a top you should know long before they do when they’re reaching the end. Ideally you stop the session just as they are about to safeword.

   Interesting questions, Impy. Thought provoking. Thanks for the challenge, I never thought about it before…

6. 
   vanimp
   on Feb 12th, 2010
   @ 14:16: 

   Thank you for replying PapaTom it is indeed something I had never really thought much about until it came up in a conversation. I’m not 100% what my eyes do but I know from the underneath side what I see in other’s eyes and it truly intrigues me.

   I ‘want’ to play with that ‘beast’ yet at the same time there is always a little part of me that is hesitant. The eyes do change. And what I see has always had me coming back for more.

7. 
   Tristan
   on Feb 13th, 2010
   @ 07:07: 

   In her eyes…there’s a need. She softens physically, she trembles a little, she looks at me a lot. She wants me to be harder, stronger, more arrogant, less kind. She wants me to unleash the monster, the one I keep chained so tightly. It’s hard for me to let him loose.

   She stares at me with eyes that are wider, more focused, clear, bright. I strike her and she winces, then stares again. I pinch something and she flinches, then stares again. I leave her to get a new toy and her eyes track me. She wants to know what I have planned but won’t ask. She looks to see if the monster has emerged.

   I sometimes blindfold her just to be released from the responsibility in those eyes, to have some freedom to breathe. To have some time to think. Mostly, I let her stare and slowly inch out the monster’s chains.

8. 
   nilla
   on Feb 13th, 2010
   @ 07:22: 

   I don’t know…i’m blindfolded. And that is comforting for me…being new to being a sub (new to being in a D/s relationship, too…i’m still “sorta” vanilla…) the blindfold is “safety”.

   He said i begged for more spanking. I did. I remember that. I can hide from my cravings, i don’t have to see myself, begging and whimpering…although at one point the blindfold came off, and He stared intently at me as He brought me to yet another orgasm that i said i could not do….and yet, i did…i felt…cherished? pinned? exposed? Yes, Yes, Yes!! and then i shut my eyes. scardy nilla!!

9. 
   vanimp
   on Feb 13th, 2010
   @ 21:38: 

   @Tristan Hmmm yes the stare, the ever growing need to look, again and again. There’s something about that intense focus. I understand the need to blindfold. Sometimes a need to have the sense of sight taken away enhances everything. I wonder sometimes what we search for when we look into those eyes.

   @nilla Being blindfolded is something I find calming.