Do unto others?

One of the things which I pride myself on is the fact that every BDSM activity that I partake in, everything that I inflict on others, is something that I have personally experienced the sensation of (with the exception of the obvious, e.g. penile sounding).

I have been canned, flogged, spanked, paddled, whipped, cut, electrocuted, tortured, skewered,┬áburned, bloodied… The list is quite extensive.

My point is that, regardless of how sadistic I may be feeling at any given moment, I would never put anyone through something which I am not willing to go through myself (even briefly, just to see what it feels like).

In fact, it is through diverse experimentation like this that I have figured out that:

  • I have a sliver of masochism. However, I am not truly masochistic (I do not derive physical pleasure or relief from pain, however I do understand it and I do consider it a bit fun on occasion if the mood and setting is complimentary, e.g. Touching nipple to nipple when using a violet wand body contact pad with the setting turned on full so you have the effect of sparks or lightning passing between the nipples).
  • I am incredibly sadistic (I derive physical and intellectual pleasure from inflicting pain and suffering on others. I have also discovered that part of what makes me better at inflicting pain is the fact that I study human anatomy/biology and that I personally experience and research each activity).
  • I am naturally and instinctively far more dominant than submissive (I am also in the firm belief, through years of sociological D/s experiences and encounters, that everyone has at least a little of both in them; despite some Dominants claiming that they are 100% “everyone on the planet should kneel before me” dominant).

Call it an ethical judgement or personal morality if you like, but my main question is: Why is it that I do not see or hear more peoples stories of experiencing things themselves before inflicting things on others? Has that Dominant in the corner of the club experienced what they are putting that submissive through? Or am I, yet again, part of the minority in that I practice what I preach and inflict?

Responses to this post would be greatly appreciated. I am incredibly curious to know of other peoples stories and opinions on this matter.

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Electrified.

His body convulsed on the St Andrews cross as my electrified claws ran over his nylon covered inner thigh. For some reason the nylon seemed to amplify the violet wands effect. I was enjoying it immensely.
“Minimal setting and already you squirm.” I said as I stood upright and leaned in closer for effect.
He relaxed briefly and leant forward to rest his head on my chest, forgetting that my entire body was electrified. He convulsed again as a blue spark from my collar bone hit him square on the forehead. I grinned slightly and watched his expressions with amusement.
“Clearly you paid little attention when I told you that my entire body would be coursing with electricity.”
“Sorry Mistress” he replied between gasping breaths.
“Perhaps you need a more ‘physical’ lesson. Verbal does not not seem to be your forte”
I slowly walked over to the violet wand generator and turned the dial up to its maximum setting. It began to hum angrily.
“I feel what you feel in this exercise” I said as I strolled slowly back over to where he was restrained. “and I think you are largely overreacting to a setting which is so minute that one can barely feel more than a tickle. If you want to convulse and jerk, I will give you a real reason to.”
I stood in front of him and slowly unzipped my top to expose my right breast. His eyes widened at seeing such a personal area of mine and he suddenly became transfixed. His breathing slowed as he gazed for a few moments before he turned his attention up at me, revealing a slight confusion in his eyes.
“I feel what you feel” I reiterated as I leaned in closer, purposely moving my own nipple towards his.
“watch for the pretty spark” I said as his eyes widened again in realisation of what I was about to do. He gasped and instinctively looked down to where our nipples were inevitably going to touch.