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I remember the first time I shaved my head. It was an out-of-body experience, certainly. It was a sensational experience and since then I’ve loved to shave people, because it’s very liberating, it’s cathartic and it’s part and parcel of what submission and domination is about. It’s taking a point of view—our whole set of ideas and preconceptions, our folkways and mores—and suddenly changing it dramatically. How people think of us. How we think of ourselves. Our appearance. It’s hard for people to get past the things they have been conditioned to believe all their lives, hard to take risks. It depends on how much you’re willing to throw into the contest. That is my criterion for poetry, for all creativity, and for all intense experiences—whether it’s sexual, sensual or simply living in the world: How much you want to throw into the life you have to live. How much passionate energy and intensity you can muster for your life. It’s really what you are willing to put out, what you’re willing to wager, what your life is worth, what your safety is worth.
For me, radical sexuality is just an extension of personal creativity and spontaneity. I’ve spent many hours and quite a lot of effort creating a variety of SM scenes in order to surprise, delight and take someone further than they can ordinarily go. I’ve infiltrated a person’s psyche and created a whole different genre in that person’s life. I’ve created moments that are worth living for, that are never forgotten, that are part of that person always.
Let me give you an example. I arrive at the place where my lover works, in a chauffeured limousine. Long, sleek and white, with all the fun things: the bar, the TV, the phone. She doesn’t know I’m coming and she has customers. I tell the customers to get out. There’s a bit of a squabble, but they leave. I take her into the back room—and she isn’t totally submissive to this either, it takes a bit of doing—handcuff her, blindfold her and lead her out of the place, after locking the doors, into the chauffeured car. The chauffer drives around for a while to confuse her. In the meantime, in the back of the limousine, we play with each other a little bit. I open a bottle of champagne. We finally get to the motel and she’s led in. Everything has been arranged. The bed is turned down. All the equipment is sitting out. There is another bottle of champagne. There are flowers. I tie her up and fuck her incessantly and mercilessly and then put her all back together. The car appears. I take her back to work and dump her off. Her mind has been blown completely!
It costs a bundle. It’s spontaneous. It works. Try it some time.
from an interview with Noni
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