Dear Underground,
The other night, my boyfriend and I were in a hot and
heavy round of sex, and he bit my neck. Not like the
normal love bites he normally had given me, but really
REALLY hard. I squealed at first, but when he pulled
back, I saw my own blood on his lips. I freaked the fuck
out and got my clothes on while cussing him out the
whole time, then left. By the time I got home, he had
already sent me a very apologetic email explaining
his actions. Apparently he’s into something called
“blood sports.” He said he had shared this fetish with
the girl he was with before me and was hoping he
might be able to get me into it. I really like/liked this
guy, but this kinda stuff is way over my head. I asked
my girlfriends about it and they all think he’s a freak
and that I should tell him to fuck off. Any suggestions?
—Bloody Confused
AERYN SAYS: Well, the first question I have for
you is whether or not the “girl he
was with” before you still has a pulse
or not. Playing in blood is one thing;
gnawing and sucking on the jugular
like a fat kid on a frozen Charleston
Chew is another thing. I’d be concerned
if it really is the blood that
he’s into or if it’s that he’s a little too
aggressive in the mouth department.
If he’s into biting, then throw away
all of his cheesy vampire movies and
bad Gothic art and flick him in the
testicle with a sharp fingernail every
time he goes overboard with the jaw
action. I’m sure he’ll stop. If he
doesn’t stop, then just duct-tape a T-bone steak to your neck
before your make-out sessions and let him go at it. Ball gags
work, too, and you might want to try using one for your prude
friends the next time they tell you not to get kinky. If it’s the
blood he’s into and not the pain, then I don’t see there being a
problem! I mean, AIDS and blood pathogens were SOOO 1986.
So, after you dump your friends, why not rev the engine of this
pseudo-vamp? Open up the floodgates and tease this kinkster of
yours! Appease his carnal longings for your iron-induced juice
while he’s at work by making him a thermos of tea during that
time of the month using one of your saturated tampons. Hell,
you’ve got daily tablespoons of red ambrosia just waiting to be
secreted on this guy’s face every month. Every girl admits to being
a little more horny when you’re on the rag, so why not have your
boyfriend looking like Ronald McDonald? Any man that can sport
a crimson chin is a good man in my book. One thing you have to
consider is how awesome of a lubricant blood makes. It’s already
underneath the surface, so why not have it above? Sport those red
wings of glory and be proud that you’re using what nature gave
you. You might want to consider getting a few backup sets of
sheets and some bleach also. In any case, if he tries to get blood
from you elsewhere, then this guy’s a razor blade away from getting
the cops called once you show up at work with bite marks
and such. Compromise with the monthly “liquid blessing.”
Besides, it’s not blood—it’s war paint.
DANE SAYS: First of all, nobody calls it “blood sports” anymore. That term
started going out of style back in 1988 with the unfortunate
release of the movie Bloodsport starring Jean-Claude Van
Damme. Everyone I know in the BDSM community calls what
your boyfriend was doing “blood play.” Notice that word “play” in
there? It’s important because it implies that even though it might
hurt, everyone involved is supposed to be enjoying it, which clearly
you were not.
As fetishes go, blood play is not uncommon—a surprising number
of people enjoy it. It can involve just about any object that can
draw blood to the surface of the skin, from hypodermic needles
and scalpels to fingernails and teeth.
If you’ve ever done any SM, you can probably understand the
appeal of blood play. Basically it’s about playing with the same
kind of boundaries you play with in other types of SM—pain,
body-marking, physicality, trust, etc. The thing is, though it’s not
all that uncommon of a fetish, it is a pretty advanced kind of play
to get involved in. A person really needs to know
what the fuck they’re doing before they start making
their partners bleed all over the place.
Besides obvious infectious diseases, none of which
are fun, there are other things that can make
blood play more dangerous than ol’ run-of-themill
SM (if there is such a thing). First, there are
places on the body that are more dangerous to
cut or bite than others. Also, some people can
have extreme physiological reactions to bleeding,
reactions that could require immediate medical
attention if they occurred. Having the right information
(and tools) for blood play helps you
ensure that you and your partner will be able
to enjoy it again and again without having to
sacrifice anyone’s health in the process.
Your boyfriend sounds pretty ignorant of the “do’s
and don’ts” of this kind of play. But what is far
more worrisome to me than his ignorance is the fact that he tried
to spring his kink on you without any communication or preparation—
and without your consent. At least he called you to apologize
and explain himself. Hopefully that means he realized it was a
shitty thing to do. Next time, before the two of you start playing,
you should talk about this fetish and share the needs, thoughts,
and the concerns both of you have. If after that you decide you’d
like to experiment with it, you both need to do some research. I
suggest taking a workshop at the Seattle Sex-Positive Community
Center (www.WetSpot.org). There is just no substitute, in my
opinion, for hands-on observation and training, and that’s a good
place to find it.
BC, I know that you had a pretty lame first experience with blood
play, but with the right info and tools, trying it out can be interesting
and safe, even if you decide that it’s not your thing in the
end. And who knows—you might like it! If you don’t, however,
and he continues to want to do it, then you have a few options:
1) He can give it up;
2) You can give him permission to do this
kind of play with other people (which is a whole other article in
itself); or
3) You guys need to go your separate ways and find
other partners that are more kink-compatible. Now arm yourself
with information, and I think the right choice for you will seem a
lot more clear.
Good luck!
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