Beat Me to Know Me

Content Labels: Kink & BDSM

Beat me thoroughly
to exhaust my body.

Exhaust my body
to quiet my thoughts.

Quiet my thoughts
to free my mind.

Free my mind
to hear my feelings.

Hear my feelings
to listen to my soul.

Listen to my soul
to know my self.

There is something akin to revelation about being beaten so long, so thoroughly, until I can't think anymore. The thoughts I have get out of the way so the way I really feel about a situation - or a person - can come to light. When my body is exhausted and my mind is quiet, I learn so much about who I am and what I want.

One result of this is that I sometimes don't know how I feel about a person until I've played with them. It's hard to even be sure if I'm attracted to them, or what kind of friendship I want to have with them. Until I've felt their hands on my body, listened to how my flesh responds to them, waited for the reactions I can't control.

And sometimes what I want - what I really want, deep down underneath all the 'shoulds' and thinking... it surprises me. Then I have to figure out what to do with it.