Me: Is it easier for you to objectify me when I’m not there?
He: (grabbing my ass in a fist) I find it quite easy to objectify you when you’re here.
Me: Is it easier for you to objectify me when I’m not there?
He: (grabbing my ass in a fist) I find it quite easy to objectify you when you’re here.
Me at 13 and me now tbh
Right down to the hairstyle choices.
And the lifestyle choices, too.
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For a few years now I’ve been vague when writing about the intimate details of my poly-arrangement with my husband. I make references to the details, allude to the underlying struggle, but I’ve stopped telling the story as it unfolded. I’ve been hiding behind quotes and vague reflections.
In an effort to be more transparent I am going to write a few posts that summarize the steps and mis-steps that have gotten us to where we are right now.
I’ve readily shared the sexy stories, but I’ve been reluctant to share the challenges, partly because it’s been so intensely personal, but partly because in the thick of things it was hard to understand what direction we were headed in, where this would lead us.
Now that I feel like we’re coming out of the woods, and can suddenly see the forest and the trees, I’m feeling pretty fucking triumphant and I want to share that with you.
For those of you who are new-ish around here; my husband and I have been together for 15 years (whaaaaaaaat? I know. As teens we were best friends who liked to fool around when nobody was looking. Actually, we still kinda are.) and have never been comfortable with compulsory monogamy. It never suited us. It never felt right.
Our non-monogamous arrangement has changed and evolved over time, our needs and desires have changed as we’ve grown and discovered new things about ourselves and our sexuality. We have always made a commitment to adjust and work together to make our own rules, rules that suited us and allowed us to grow as individuals, but stay connected as partners.
It’s varied over the years; It started when we were 19 with a few wild nights and casual threesomes with girls, and agreeing we could each flirt with and kiss whoever we liked as long as we were honest about it. We stumbled into a 3 person relationship with a girlfriend we shared, it was exciting and brave and crazy all at once. We spent a few years so overwhelmed with school and new jobs that we were monogamous by default because we hardly had enough time for each other, much less new partners. When we jumped back in we decided to start looking for a couple to play with, and after a few hilarious-in-retrospect experiences we found an incredible couple who became our boyfriend and girlfriend. We were in an unconventional and loving relationship with them for a few years, until a job opportunity moved them to the other side of the country.
Since then we have been looking for different things, which has led us on a lot of great adventures as we test new waters together and try new things. It also led us to try dating individually, outside of our marriage. After 6 months of roller-coaster efforts, we made the decision to return to our previous rules; we only play together.
We pulled the plug on that experiment 2 years ago for a number of reasons:
- We weren’t on the same page; I was interested in finding a secondary partner. I was armed with a ton of resources about ethical non-monogamy and a fantastic support system of like-minded individuals (hey what’s up tumblr!) here on my blog. He just kinda wanted to fuck this straight girl he was flirting with.
- I found a partner immediately who I really connected with, which was hard for my husband. When we shared partners I was usually more connected and he was usually more casual, but he was always involved. Watching me become intimate with someone outside of our relationships wasn’t easy. We were novice level players entering the game at Expert Level Challenge.
- We were stuck on this notion that things needed to be “fair”, it hadn’t occurred to us yet that because we wanted different things there was no such thing as “equal”.
- We were just starting to untangle some issues of co-dependency through relationship counselling. We were very young when we blended our lives and a lot of unhealthy patterns went unchecked for years. Learning to each be responsible for our own feelings took a lot of hard work on both of our parts. He needed to learn how to be accountable for his feelings and not default to anger, and I needed to learn how to stop rescuing him from that process. I needed time to get clear on the difference between my issues, his issues, and our issues together as a couple. Our poly-agony was clouding this work.
- A few other small but mighty responsibilities in our personal lives that left us with not nearly enough time for ourselves.
We knew that we had to focus on building a strong foundation for this kind of relationship before we could withstand the extra pressure. I wish someone had assured us both we didn’t have to get it right on the first try.
Art: Water Heart (by Dragan*)
Thanks do much for sharing this, heart.
I don’t want to answer this because it is making me angry but I know people don’t know so I will try to explain.
(pretty sure I’ve explained this before but I don’t remember how I tagged it)
Also because looking it up doesn’t come up with a lot of good resources.
Race play is when people “reject all political correctness” aka introduce racist language and/or rhetoric into sexual play.
Example; some guy asked me to “be his little negro girl” and “worship his white cock” and be his “(sex) slave.” I wanted to punch that motherfucker in his pompous little face. He used the parenthesis and it was very clear what he was suggesting. It is disgusting and innapropriate and fetishizing and people nearly ALWAYS do it without getting to know you or understanding your particular kinks and that shows that they really are racist pricks with no regard for who I am as an individual.
Pretty sure badlittlekitten and brightswitch would tear out someone’s throat for even suggesting it.
You are correct, I would tear someones throat out for suggesting it.
I had someone reblog a photo from me forever ago and add on a raceplay caption. (the words n*gger and massa were in it).
It’s fuckin gross, it’s triggering, it’s disrespectful as fuck. If the POC is into it that’s their business but these white people coming into our spaces with that shit need a brick to the face.
I’ve also unfollowed blogs run by black girls who were into that. Bear in mind: TWO of my people are white. Having a problem with race play isn’t even KIND OF LIKE having a problem with interracial relationships (yes I’ve seen that suggested)
But best believe if Knight or Master ever fixed their mouths to call me any kinda slur or tell me to “Worship their white cocks” and there would be an issue.
There’s a line, and white raceplayers love to cross it in much the same way male “doms” like to do and say all kinds of rapisty predatory shit. It’s that exact phenomena compounded with racism.
And it seriously needs to stop.
Which do you want: the pain of staying where you are, or the pain of growth?