Teri's Place

The Woodshed
Come out of the bright harsh daylight of reality and stop over here to my little corner of imagination. Lets talk about some of those things society tells us not to even think.
Remember those adolescent rescue fantasies from when you were young? Of course we all loved to cast ourselves in the hero's role arriving just in time to defeat the villain’s death trap and "save the girl." The more diabolical the trap the more fun it was to come to the rescue. Although you may have always arrived just in the "nick of time" did you not imagine, even for a brief moment, in the farthest recess of your mind, imagine the consequences. Danger as a concept does not work unless we allow ourselves to imagine the possibilities. Even in the classic saw mill peril does not the image of the damsel arching her back in fatal agony as the spinning blade cuts through her abdomen create the sense of desperate urgency.
Of course some of us may have enjoyed being the damsel held captive by a sinister figure. We courageously defy the evil intentions of our captor. Angered he sets the death trap into motion. We struggling against our bonds while the torturous blade approaches ever closer. We Watch helplessly as the hero desperately battles the villain for control of the machine. Again there is little excitement unless there is the risk of metal ripping its way through flesh and bone.
Thus it is this life and death tension between the villain and hostage that are the key to what makes these fantasies work so well. Like a scientist lets remove the excess portion of the hero, or at least diminish it, and work with only what necessary. To enhance our enjoyment we will allow ourselves to add in the sexual desires we have earned through adulthood.
Let us huddle in our dimly lit corner and secretly tell each other forbidden stories.
Dark Oak Manor