Learning to like

I am a word slut. This is no great insight for a sexblogger, but I've been thinking about this since the other week when TheGirl and I went to look at sex toys. She pointed to a display and asked, in a casual tone, "What do you think of ball gags?"

"Not really interested - I like words."

Which is true. They work on me physically - and not just the obvious. I once went home with a woman I'd not found the least bit attractive before then, because she greeted me with a snappy put-down. She sidled up to me in a bar, and asked: "So, do you get all your clothes from the Salvation Army?" I went along with the banter, and two hours later I was demonstrating to her that, yes, my looks improved dramatically once that particular outfit lay discarded on the floor by her bed.

So, glancing at a ball gag hanging on the wall, the first thing I thought was: huh, why would anyone want to stop a sub from letting their tongue get them into trouble?

Then I was off to admire some floggers and thought no more about it...

...until I found myself some days later having a conversation about toys and games with another sexy and articulate woman, who lovingly described a gag she owns, and the buzz it gave her to bite down on it.

Suddenly my prejudices are lifted, but it took a well-chosen set of words, quietly spoken, to convert them into a turn-on.