Traumatic sexual experiences

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I'm curious to learn how victims of a traumatic sexual experience in childhood view "messy sex"

It seems to me some adult victims of sexual abuse are drawn to the sick and sordid, because it's feels familiar and seems like an expected out-come (so to speak).  Yet some survivors become basket-cases over sexual secretions, and try to avoid and deny them at all cost.

Is there a middle-ground that can be found for the victim of sexual abuse... and if so, how can peace between the sheets be made?

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middle ground/no extremes

Have you ever had cum in your face, watch it fly all over, felt it seep from you hours later?  Did you consider his ability to constantly be satisfied by that mess as a feat you wanted to possess?  When did you learn a woman can have an orgasm and what was your reaction?
The "mess," to me, means total control over me; almost like someone pissing on/in me... piss one you!  The smell and the
messy end leaves me in solitary mental pain.  One huge throbbing dick, shooting buckets of messy sperm is a picture I saw when I used to look into the pulpit at a minister.  CONTROL!  That's how I view it.
As for my own sexual secretions:  I'm supposed to present myself as dry and sweet smelling for the tyrant to make messy!  I spend a lot of money on panty liners and much time trying to smell whether I stink 'down there'.

IN A WORLD OF WHY,
Teddy

self-control

I know I tend to get lost in my own control-issues, and I don't know if that has more to do with being adopted by control-freaks, or being raped repeatedly by animals.  In either case, the lines of "acceptable behavior" are rarely normal or consistent with me.  One minute I can't get enough of sick shit, and the next minute I could vomit at anything that reminds me of the smells and tastes forced on and in me.