I originally posted this in the following:
Boards>> Enemas>> Sex is fun>> She Wanted What???
[quote author=gentlenozzle link=topic=4000.msg45362#msg45362 date=1220995985]
I had an experience in late 92, when I was 39 that I believe answers your question with respect to myself.
I had a lover/e-mate at the time I had known for 7 years and we had been living together for a year of that in my home. Over the course of our relationship, we had engaged in all manner of lovemaking ranging from conventional to enemas and a variety of anal/vaginal play with and without toys. All done with complete discussion,understanding and acceptance of boundary definitions.
Our sexual activities had always been consensual,non dominating either way,respecting each others boundaries,knowing where the stop points were. It was always gentle,tender and respectful, with no Dom/Sub overtones whatsoever, always switching back and forth in mutual, tender, give and receive.
One friday night, with no commitments for the weekend, we got into some very passionate activity on the living room floor with quilt,candles,music,lubes,toys, towels and the like. At one particular point, I was spread eagled face down on the quilt after we had enjoyed some very erotic clean out enemas. I had my legs spread as wide as I could and my buttocks thrust up while she had been thoroughly lubing my rectum with her fingers with Surgilube.
When the time was right, she picked up a lubricated dildo/vibrator the length and diameter of my penis and gently slid it deeply into my totally relaxed rosebud, with me grabbing it reflexively rectally to pull it in further, I had total trust at that point. When it was almost all the way in, she switched it on and began to stroke me to a supreme state of arousal.
After a very short time of this, I was in such a state of excitement that I began to shudder bodily climbing the ladder to a rectally induced orgasm all the while minutely crawling across the quilt because I could not remain still.
At which point she started roughly and painfully twisting and jabbing the dildo in me. She said in a deep,husky,hostile voice "now I have you where I want you!". I looked around and saw a maliciously evil person looking back at me with full intent of doing harm to one who she perceived as at her complete mercy and powerless to do anything about it.
At that point, I whipped an arm around, grasped her hand and pulled the still vibrating dildo out, got up, cleaned myself with paper towel, got dressed, told her to do the same and pack a bag,I took the house key back(later changing the locks). I drove her to a friends house and dropped her off, with the statement "when you find a place to live, I will send your things to you", which I did.
There are some lines with me you do not cross (which, by mutual agreement, was not the basis of our relationship) no matter what...no DOM/SUB...no B/D...no PAIN/PLEASURE....period.
For the next four years, she would periodically contact me claiming one such change or another...etc, I would go and pick her up for a date, going to public places, no change, in 96, I told her not to write or contact me again.
I am fortunate to be mature and educated enough to recognize the situation for what it was, as being an isolated event with one individual, not the entire gender, and put a stop to it before psychological harm occurred, thereby still keeping alive something very pleasurable.
Dear gentlefolk, remember, no means no...period. If you violate that, all doors to the possibility of future,willing,unreserved experimentation with that particular individual are closed.
Sincerely,
G.N. 😃
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I will add what I failed to write in the aforementioned. The safe word was used repeatedly by me more than three times, to no avail. In all circumstances prior, the safe words had been used by both of us alternately with no problem. In an instant, the line had been crossed irretrievably with no possibility of error and every sign of deliberation, therefore I took the actions mentioned above.
G.N. 😃