Reflections

Packing Up

My first step into bdsm was actually through romance novels, more specifically, Harlequin romances.

I stole a few from my mom first when I was in junior high, and as I was packing up some things today, I noticed I still had the first two.

Box of Books with poetry, Ann Rice, and two worn out paperbacks on top that are both Harlequin historical romance books.

They are worn and slightly yellow, but the silverfish never got to them.

Any time I think about my kidnapping fantasy, I think about the title, The Loving Swords. It was the first book I read that had the idea of falling in love with your captor. I would later read a few that actually delved into power exchange and scene play. I love scene play, but the power exchange and creating that bond with someone is so much more important to me. I love reading about those types of relationships more than just reading sex or kink scenes.

But it all started here.

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