Epstein Secrets

want all my shit to be lumped in with sexuality. It just makes me picture some sex judgmental person insisting that "oh, that's totally sexual.” I, Clarisse, can certainly attest that it's common for people to have BDSM encounters that are "just" BDSM -- "no sex involved.” For example -- an encounter wher

his can be found on the Internet at: ABUSE: [theory] The Alt Sex Anti-Abuse Dream Team I wrote this post in 2010 for the high-profile feminist blog Feministe. If I were to write it today, then I would write it differently. In particular, if I were writing it today, then I would emphasize that there are act

e cultural factors that makes it hard to discuss sensory, sensual experiences without defaulting to sexuality. As commenter saurus pointed out on the Feministe version of part 1 of this post: Sometimes I think that we have compulsions, needs or "fetishes" that aren't sexual, but lumping them in with sexuali

ryone buying a copy of Fifty Shades of Grey would also buy Clarisse Thorn's The S&M Feminist.” ~ A.V. Flox, editor of BlogHer's Love & Sex section "Clarisse isn't afraid to talk about her own experiences with BDSM, relationships, and sexual politics. But she's also not afraid to explore some of the issues

ness: HOUSE_OVERSIGHT_018508 When this article was first posted, a guy grabbed the first comment on the version that I posted to the feminist blog Feministe, protesting that I clearly don't get the men's side of this equation. I don't usually get super angry about comments on the Internet, but in that cas

tely freaked out. However, I used to keep a very detailed (albeit sporadic) personal journal, and this allows me to look into the head of 20-year-old Clarisse. Here's something I wrote only a couple of weeks after I met Richard, my first serious BDSM partner: On the surface I have a hard time understanding

that even better. te Ok ok Brainwashing: Intimacy Within Abuse In late 2010, I cross-posted an article about an intense S&M experience to the blog Feministe. In the article, I included these words: There it was. I felt the tears building, gasps torn from my throat, I felt myself starting to fall apart an