by David H.
For me, it has been an rare thing. Of course, I can get into the headspace easily, but getting lost to the point the relationship and punishment become absolutely real like that with my father when I was young is rare, but ho so satisfying.
The first time it happened for me was when I was my married lover who was actually a few years younger than me. We’d write roleplay scenarios during the week and then spend Saturdays acting them out.
One Saturday we had a roleplay in which he was my university professor who had been angered about how sloppy my work had become. After he had lectured me, he ordered my to strip for a hard lesson under his birch. He came up with the idea of giving me a time limit to not only strip, but to fold up my clothes and stack them perfectly and then to pull out a kitchen chair and position it perfectly for the birching.
I actually got so focused on doing that and doing it within this time limits that I actually became frightened and was seriously trying to do exactly as he said. It was just like my childhood when I felt the same fear and made the same attempts to please my father.
I always hope for that sort of feeling when I am completely removed from the role and placed into a real life feeling. Now if only I could experience real crying and begging like I did back then.