Depends on the day

working on, as in currently beta testing. i'm hooked up to a bluetooth heart rate monitor while a script runs to dynamically control the output of my Lush and basically - almost - edge me automatically.

its. hhh. cant think straight. i think i've hit the edge maybe 3-4 times over the last 40 mins, so it's not perfect, but can definitely be fine-tuned. esp with a better toy - Lush is fun but not rly able to get me to the edge reliably, so a better toy s in the mail.

but as a proof of concept? holy fuck. i'm almost scared of what this will do to m e whn hooked up a toy that actually woks. can you tell i'm approchign the edge as i type this. jsdhfgsdjh. bc the app certinly can. and just cut me off right when i was getting there. FUCK

But Kink 202 recognizes that most people often feel as if the actor's sorrow and joy are real, even if we cognitively know we're watching a play. That's why drama and theater remain compelling since the invention of language. So, when you play-pretend the heel or slaughtered lamb or naughty child or whatever, you are borrowing the story's psyche. Not totally, not forever, not because you agree, but because the performance serves us. Often it gets us off, but it also might provide catharsis, validation, closure, etc. In that way it is "real" the way tears and laughter in response to a story are real.

Critical thinking checkpoint: how real do you think "tears and laughter in response to a story" actually are? In your experience, do you get totally absorbed in stories or is that rather difficult for you? How does that compare to your peers? How might the variation in this "realness" inform someone's risks and benefits in partaking in sexual drama?