I had an idea about an on-your-feet exercise to conduct in today’s class on “Race Play”. Though it relies on a certain percentage of PoC being in the room. I can’t ever rely on that at the average Leather event, so we’ll see.
Yesterday I was at a class that dealt with how one might “perform” well whilst bottoming in a BDSM play scene. I was skeptical at first: this shouldn’t be about putting on a show, should it? Isn’t it the point to find connection? Depth? Spiritual blah blah blutimoor blah?
Well, sometimes yes. But gods know that, over the years, I have been the prop in many scenes that were designed to highlight the clever cruel inventiveness of the top or dominant to whom I was bottoming, or in service.
I thought the class was pretty good, actually.
Then, a bit of the ol’ the buzz kill.
The class was over, and the instructor was taking the demo model out of some rope bondage. The demo model had some pretty livid rope ligature marks, and who doesn’t love that?
People were standing around admiring them.
The instructor laughed and said “Yeah, that is one of the reasons I love playing with white people. You can really see the marks so beautifully!! I don’t know if that makes me racist, but I really love it!”
How is something that is just a straight-up observation of a plain old fact make me feel prickly?