Flogging a Cock

Carelessly I omitted an item from my notes on impact play: the very axis around which the universe spins.

That at least is how we ‘mere male creatures’ supposedly regard our penis. Damn, was it off-putting when I first ran across the activities often collectively known as femdom.

That is probably true of many men. Given the savage urgencies of prehistory the primacy of pure lust was necessary to insure that our ancestors had descendents (us).

Had I been more driven by my cock I’d probably have led a better, happier life. More Venusian than Martian. Romance often led me astray. My heart is much tender than my cock. But it is the durability of the latter that is relevant here.

When my prior partner expressed a desire to do - what I can’t recall - something to my penis I was terrified. Not, being a masochist, of the pain. I feared it would break my penis or make it explode. I tested it a bit that night and was startled to discover how study a bit of meat it is.

Experience showed that nothing gave me a firmer erection than having my penis kicked or stepped on. I couldn’t help but laugh at how it readily made itself available for further assaults.

My cock for many years did not appear in my S&M fantasies. It simply didn’t exist in those at all. Until - this is true of a fair bit of kinky play - I read about in the Authoritarian section of the Nifty Archives.

In real life clothespins proved a disappointment. (NB: I’m uncircumcised: the absence of foreskin surely makes some experiences very different.) So my fantasies have shifted to alligator clips with metal teeth. Some men probably actually do that.

It is probably worth nothing here that anything that punctures the skin may prove a problem. If you’ve ever caught yourself on a zipper or nicked yourself with a fingernail you know what a nuisance it can be the next day. Anything that actually causes surface damage should be treated with some sort of antiseptic to prevent a really bothersome infection.

I’m not feeling strongly phallic nowadays. It is probably a compensating desire for sensation if only in fantasy that has caused me to imagine having my cock lightly pricked with pin. Hardly my worst cbt fantasy.

It was through violent cbt fantasies that I became keenly aware of how frustration can cause you to notch up your fantasies again and again until your expectations exceed sanity. I suspect the popularity of cbt among men reflects the natural - if masochistic - association of pleasure with the penis.

I remember one night a medley of penis punishments took me to an endorphin burst more quickly than anything else ever has. A Wartenberg pinwheel a gibberish mouthing imbecile in record time.

By one of the many Jims.

About actually flogging a cock. Small floggers (a regular model would be cumbersome for the sadist), canes can safely be used on the penis. It can survive - thrive - on physical punishment. While you might assume not having one would make women reckless due to lack of empathy I imagine they would worry since they cock torment is something they can’t personally experience. Just don’t let him talk you into doing something plainly stupid.

You can sprain or break a cock; the top’s balanced judgment is always required.