Yes­ter­day night I went out with some col­leagues from work. As per usual we first went to the pub and that is where I dis­covered a new drink Pepsi Raw. Not only does it have an intriguing bottle, but the name intrigued me as well, so I gave it a try and boy… it is raw, but in a good way.

Today, after crawl­ing out of bed more due to lack of sleep than an over­dose on alco­holic bever­ages, I finally had a chance to read my slave’s beau­ti­ful post on sexu­al­ity and being sexy. It made me remem­ber the exper­i­ence I had with that new drink in the pub and it made me think back to the time we spent in a night-club, close to where I live. 

Phys­ical Sexuality

I will hap­pily admit that I like beau­ti­ful things. While beauty always lies in the eyes of the beholder, I can­not help but being influ­enced by what we all deem beau­ti­ful. When it comes to women that usu­ally means that I will fol­low the com­mon trend, but not to the extremes that magazines do. I enjoy look­ing at a woman with a healthy BMI, I adore long hair and I am usu­ally not impressed at all by the col­our blonde. I like small ears, little noses, express­ive eyes and well shaped bot­toms, I will perk when I spot beau­ti­ful, not too big breasts and a long neck will peak my interest for sure. All in all, I have no cri­teria any dif­fer­ent from most males on this planet, I just alter the attrib­utes. This phys­ical sexu­al­ity is some­thing I take with a grain of salt, simply because I do not believe I look like a super-model, so why should I expect the same from a poten­tial partner. 

Abstract Sexu­al­ity

What a strange head­ing for this sec­tion of the post. How can someone abstract sexu­al­ity? I think I am choos­ing this word as a vehicle to express that there are more things than primal instinct, pher­omones, loc­a­tion and hor­mones that gov­ern what we find sexy. One of the key ele­ments to what I find sexy is con­fid­ence. A woman that is con­fid­ent enough to get up on a table, in the middle of a crowded bar, dressed sexy and ready to express her­self is very sexy to me. To know that she is well aware what effect that has on the people around her and to under­stand that they will judge her but not care, that is power­ful to me and it makes her sexy to me.

I would also clas­sify such beha­viours as raw. I would clas­sify them as genu­ine, not fake or diluted by expect­a­tions of good beha­viour. Just as much as I liked the “raw­ness” of that new drink, I love the raw­ness in a woman. Maybe because it simply relates to my sex-life so well. I like, raw, powerful, uninhibited and wild sex. I will, scream, smack, rip, tear, scratch, fuck, toss and express myself without con­straint when I am using my slave and see­ing such beha­viour mirrored in the oppos­ite sex in a com­mon situ­ation, such as when going out, is utterly attract­ive to me, it is sexual, sexy, it is right!

Inhib­i­tions

Since I rarely drink, and when I drink I drink never enough to get drunk, I often am in a pos­i­tion where I can observe the change in beha­viour of those around me as the even­ing pro­gresses. It was easy to spot yes­ter­day night as well. Some more intox­ic­ated than oth­ers behav­ing in a very dif­fer­ent pat­tern. The women that had most fun usu­ally where the ones that had more than enough to drink. The way they chose to move and express them­selves was more sexual, more charged.

I would argue that this was due to the amount of alco­hol cloud­ing their brains abil­ity to func­tion properly. Inhibitions are not sexy, they are not helper towards sexu­al­ity and they surely are not get­ting you onto your path of being raw. I am not encour­aging any­one to go and get drunk, even though you might loose your inhib­i­tions there are some dis­tinctly non-sexy traits that inher­ently come when being drunk.

I would love to see more women and men, consciously shed their inhib­i­tions , express­ing them­selves in a much more primal fash­ion. Some­times lan­guage inhib­its us and those nights where looks are enough and the body does the rest are usu­ally the best. 
 

Con­clu­sion

I love my slave and noth­ing in the world can change that. I do not know whether you can quantify love and whether I can love her more, but I know that her post touched and excited me. I am proud of her, I am proud of her devel­op­ment and I found what she wrote to be sexy. There is the pro­spect of my little girl becom­ing raw. I want her to be raw, I want her to be the one thing you envy me so much for you want to take my life. I want her to be that power­ful, that pre­cious, that spe­cial. All I can say is, I will drink more of that Pepsi raw, while I wait for her to bring it on.