What are your kinks?
Okay, so let’s talk kinks. This is always the fun part because it feels like pulling the curtain back and saying, “Here’s what actually makes me tick.” And trust me, there’s a lot that makes me tick. Some of it is playful, some of it is dark, and some of it is just… well, complicated. But that’s what makes it interesting.
First and foremost, I live for power exchange. That’s the heartbeat of everything I do in kink. There’s something so DEVINE about giving up control...not because I’m weak or incapable, but because I choose to. That moment of saying, “Here, I trust you enough to hold this for me,” is ridiculously hot. It makes me feel small, safe, and free all at once. But don’t get me wrong, I can be stubborn as hell about it too. Part of me loves the game of testing, pushing, and then finally giving in. That push-pull is half the fun.
Impact play? Yep, that’s definitely on my list. Spanking isn’t just a slap on the ass for me, a wooden spoon or paddle hitting my bare ass. It’s about the build-up, the anticipation, the sound ringing in my ears. It makes me feel present and grounded. And depending on the mood, it can be playful (me giggling and wiggling away) or serious (me being reminded exactly who’s in charge). Both sides turn me on in different ways.
Restraint and bondage are another huge thing. Whether it’s rope, cuffs, or just a strong hand pinning me down, being held in place does something to my brain I can’t even fully explain. It forces me to stop fighting, stop overthinking, and just exist in the moment. That loss of control is intoxicating, even when I pretend to resist it. Actually… especially when I pretend to resist it.
Psychological kinks? Oh, I have plenty. Consensual non-consent is a big one. There’s this thrill in dancing on the line between “no” and “yes,” knowing that underneath it all, I’m still safe. The mind games, the intensity, the roleplay... it all feeds into that craving I have for being overpowered but protected at the same time. It’s scary and hot, which is exactly why it works.
And then there’s the softer stuff....praise, structure, rules, rituals. The nurturing side of kink is just as big for me as the rough side. I love being guided, cared for, and even spoiled a little (okay, maybe a lot). Hearing “good girl” will never not melt me into a puddle. But here’s the bratty part: as much as I crave structure, I also love breaking the rules just to see what happens. When i do it, its not about disrespect; it’s about the thrill of being caught and the intimacy of that little battle of wills.
So, what are my kinks...in a nutshell? They’re a mix of rough and gentle, dark and soft, playful and serious. Together they tell the story of who I am as a submissive: someone who wants to surrender, be challenged, be cared for, and yes, sometimes get away with being just a little bit naughty.
Xoxo
Nirvana