“I guess I am kinky.”  I proclaimed to my friends after I’d just had hot wax dripped over my entire body for 40 minutes.

We were at a Temple (intentional event where sexuality, play and eros are welcomes with the frequency of love and acceptance at the core).

I went with my kinky friends who were discussing how they were going to organise their drop sheets for dropping wax on people.

I love seeing people talking about their passions so hearing them talk about wax temperatures was interesting to me, but I just wasn’t personally interested.

I’m just not kinky like you guys,  I told them, but I’d like to give the wax a try.

Before starting, my wax dripper / topper asked me a whole lot of consent questions, where I wanted to be dripped and where not.

I said no to the genitals, breasts, neck and face. Feeling that I just wanted to arms and legs to try it out.

I lay down and she slowly began to drip the wax on the backs of my legs.

It was so…warm. Like heated up honey plopping onto my legs. It felt amazing!

After dripping my whole legs and arms I told her to please do my breasts and belly.

There too felt amazing, there was this anticipatory sexiness to waiting for the drip, wondering where it would land, feeling the slightest bit of pain, but then quickly easing into pleasure.

Before I knew it I was calling out for her to drip on my neck, my face and my very hairy pussy - which I would almost come to regret upon wax removal time, but still didn’t ;)

When the candle ran out I sat up, my body covered in red wax, my three friends looking at me, and a room full of other people engaged in sexual play, and the first thing I declared was…

Maybe I am Kinky.

After the process my topper took me to the next part of the play - the removal, asking consent to use an army knife she scraped it off my body.

Many people were watching clearly intrigued, the knife didn’t necessarily excite me or give me pleasure, but it felt lovely to have someone so devotionally clean my whole body from head to toe…even if with a knife!

Afterwards my Top moved into aftercare and asked me to check in with her the next day,

She explained that subs (submissive) which is the role I was playing in that experience, can have a sub-drop the next day. Where they go from a high to a low.

The whole thing was so thrilling, new, and exciting and clarifying.

I think Kink is given a very one lensed perspective in the media, of hardcore, painful, extreme.

But as I’m starting to learn from my new Kink friends, Kink can be soft and sensual and oh so loving.

Luckily we have Esther coming along to Enlightenment in the Bedroom to teach us all about it! Keep reading till the end to hear our next speaker announcement!

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