I Just had to call outta work today on a holiday, which will mean an eventual write up, because of intense first-degree burns covering 4% of my body, using the “rule of Palm.” I might be a little crazy wild, but when I agree to play with a fire dom, there is an expectation that they will make it hot – not potentially disfigure my breasts and put me in so much pain the next day that just wearing a bra makes me fight to hold back tears.
RACK Risk Aware Consensual Kink: I knew the moment I got on the table that an accident could happen and that there is a trust between me and the dom that they wouldn’t do anything intentionally. This is why I am not pissed off at him but upset at myself for the complete trust and the hurting. Note: since it is only a first-degree burn (thank goodness), it is unlikely to leave a scar, but the healing profile for a burn is 10-20 days, and the first days are the most important. (Note: I am a professional medical provider EMT.)
The burn is on the underside of my breasts, which all ladies and other people with breast tissue can tell you is an area of sensitive skin. What makes it worse is when I tried to put a bra on – since it holds the breasts, it is compressing right in the burn area for the weight to settle. I am going to get some special hydrostatic bandages specifically for burns on top of the burn care protocol I have been following to help relieve any unintended damage or direct pressure from now on until they are no longer tender.
This is a fucking wake up call! When I say let’s get crazy that doesn’t mean to lay me up with damage for a week. I have a very intense workout and martial arts regimen and now that’s total fucked because all my energy has to go to preserving my breasts.
A direct message to me, Hey wake the fuck up! I know you pride yourself on taking pain, being fucking wild and crazy, but aren’t you lucky that it wasn’t worse? Imagine if it was a second-degree burn and for the rest of your life you were missing chunks of your breasts?
You can’t just say, yeah, whatever, go for it as long as you don’t violate my 3 core rules anymore and expect accidents like this won’t happen because many male doms are careless idiots.
My core rules are:
No penetration – I save that for people I am in a relationship with or need specific negotiation.
No bodily fluids of any kind. I am STD- and other buggers free. I intend to keep it that way.
No permanent marks.
I assume people would understand what that means and would obey it, but seeing as I am sitting over my keyboard with tits so sore I wanna claw my eyes out, I think I have to from now on understand what doms are thinking about doing, since they apparently don’t have the self-restraint to be better.
Up until this year, I have only been a Dom. I have had moments when I was interested in switching, but I didn’t have the confidence in others to try it, so this was never an issue. With me as dom, I have the self-control, self-restraint, the discipline of someone with 30 years in the martial arts to never hurt any male, female, nonbinary, or other playmate in any way if they didn’t want me to and exactly how they wanted me to.
Now that I am finally trying to explore my switch side, I have just been slapped in my face. I gotta take more control of the situation since trusting doms to dom the way I do with safety first is literally a life-or-death matter with some of the extreme play I have done.
