BDSM

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BDSM - An acronym for 'bondage and discipline, dominance and submission, sadism and masochism'. It is a form of sex where one person inflicts pain on the other for pleasure.


And I will never understand the concept behind it. 


Because why will you tie me with ropes and handcuffs, and flog me with a belt in the name of lovemaking? I find this insane! 


You can call me old school but it just doesn’t make sense to me.


There’s a difference between sexual abuse and abusive sex, and BDSM for me is abusive sex! 


In research I participated in, I interviewed a lady who said that her husband cuts her lips with a blade and sucks her blood when having sex with her because sucking her blood turns him on the more.


My people, please what do you call this? Vampire moves in the name of lovemaking!


It is psychopathic! 



 It is called “love making” for a reason, and love in itself should not inflict pain on another, no matter how pleasurable it feels. 


You mustn’t practice everything you watch in porn, because some of them are unrealistic and are not for everyone! 


Sex is for you to enjoy, and you can always customize it to suit your personal preferences.


This is my opinion sha, again feel free to call me old-school.


P.S Research shows that people who practice BDSM have a history of sexual abuse during childhood. BDSM is common in domestically abusive relationships. 



P.S I read that BDS.M works in some marriages; 


especially where the man is extremely domineering and abusive to the woman; 


so the therapist then advised the man to allow his wife to chain and flog him during sex, so that she can dominate him in the bedroom!


Wahaluuuur ðŸ˜‚


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