GALA STRIP

"The title of this book should have been GALA'S TRIP.

The TRIP, a nomadic trip in the less and less troubled waters of SM, but also a personal way of taking life, and in my case, the present, by the hand, here and now.

My TRIP is based on a real embellished with imaginary. The cerebrality I am afflicted with as a result of a solitary childhood is a demanding stepmother who possesses me, but almost never resorts to the anticipation of an erotic encounter, however exciting it may be, to the mental projections and fantasies indispensable to the libido of most masochistic men, the dominant and the dominated.

It merely directs the interaction in a direction that will increase or maintain mutual desire. It also puts sex at a distance...
A reader who expects exciting situations, experienced in the first degree, might be disappointed.

My TRIP takes the form of a BDSM relationship with a pop singer whom I never succeeded in subduing, despite my frequent visits to the villa where he lived in seclusion that year.

The one I call Chris Malle is a polymorphous pervert in my genre. I had to do violence to myself, and force myself to anticipate in order to provide my partner with fantastical elements that met his expectations.
As for STRIP, the abbreviation of strip-tease, it shows how SM and fetish parties are ten years after Les Soirées de Gala, following the evolution of the clientele.

The popularization of BDSM has transformed the atmosphere. The push-to-fun holds the top of the pavement of the SM and/or libertine clubs which have become places of trade of the fantasy.

In addition to the underbelly of my story with the singer, my STRIP reveals my concomitant relationships with bisexual girls or women, those episodes of my private life that I had to tell him.

Indeed, the submissives have somehow stolen the spotlight from the submissives, to whom I nevertheless wish to express my admiration. It takes courage to kneel before a dominatrix, and even a certain idealism.

And if I often drive these men to their last extremity, it is because I probably lack a dominator to whom I can hand over the keys of power.
We all need an initiator

Gala Fur