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Friday, June 08, 2007


One of my favorite book tricks (and I suppose this also applies to movies/TV or any other story telling form) is when an author will effectively keep the “tease” going so that the reader (viewer) is able to see very clearly how the web of lies (or non disclosure) is leading up for a big, fat train wreck, while the character(s) are able to find very valid, very believable, often heart-wrenchingly good reasons to keep lying (or not-telling.)  Mind you, this little trick (as with any other) can be so totally mutilated as to ruin the storyline completely, but effectively done, it’s wonderful and tingling suspense that’s very like the almost-but-not-quite-kiss or the lovers-just-missing-each-other-by-minutes frustration.

I like frustration.  But just enough so that when that satisfaction finally comes it is more intense, more amazing, more fulfilling that just having it served in a Styrofoam cup with a straw. I like the heart wrenching pain of miscommunication stirring up broken hearts and messed up heads.  I like the unrequited love/star crossed lovers themes.  I adore the suspense of not knowing who-done-it.  I want to get really, really worked up and then hold my release at bay until pleasure just almost becomes pain.

But… here’s the thing.  I want the frustration, but only to a certain point.  Then, then I want the release.  Unlike Romeo and Juliette, I desperately want that happy ending.  Life IS pain, Princess, and anyone who tells you otherwise is selling something, right?  But, still, I want to know that at the end of the pain there is… something else.  Peace.  Happiness.  Prosperity.  Love.  Joy.  Compensation.  I want the lovers to embrace and finally… FINALLY kiss.  I want the truth to come spilling out like blood from a wound, but then I want friends and family everywhere to help mop up the mess and mend the wound closed.  I want to have an earth shattering orgasm that leaves me numb and tingling, dizzy and panting.  I want to know who-done-it and that there was a price (or reward) for doing it.

The art of teasing is precisely based around frustration.  It’s all about showing a little, then pulling back, then giving a little, then taking away.  It is a complex game of peek-a-boo, if you will.  Teasing, though, is only effective and interesting if there’s, you know, a dividend at the end of it, whatever that prize may be.  Otherwise, it’s pain without pleasure, damage without renewal, frustration without satisfaction. 

My point?

Right now, I can’t get no… well, you know the rest.

Posted by Liberty on 06/08 at 04:02 AM
Posted under: See-Through

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Alice  at  06/08/07 03:46 PM

I know the master of frustration.  This woman once phoned me once while a friend of mine was standing in the room, and I had to act all casual while she moaned loudly in the throws of orgasm.

Visa would have called the friend’s expression priceless..

For this was a very loud phone.

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Liberty Liberty  at  06/13/07 03:06 PM

Say, this is me, testing.  Trying to get avatar stuff working.  Ignore this.

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