Here is another woman's perspective. Sandi posted this on the PP forum a year ago:
http://www.poisonedparadigm.com/board/v ... mach#p2353
I was increasingly mesmerized as I read this part about how her belly fetish began:
Little did I expect to encounter, down off the trail on which I was hiking (at 26 years old), a man of 46, shirtless, wearing only denim shorts himself, with a cap pistol in either hand.
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So there I am, looking down at this man, nice man, tall and slender, thinning blond hair of his own, no facial hair, just a nice looking, golfer-build sort of guy.
And he looks up, a cap gun in each hand, and was so embarassed he would have crawled or burrowed into any hole he could have found...lol...quite naturally.
I smiled and said to him "Am I interrupting anything?"......and for some reason it relaxed him, and soon we were sitting together with our feet in the river as he was explaining a lifelong fantasy about 'women being shot' and how their reactions were so sexual to him. He made clear that he was not into 'blood' at ALL, but was talking movie scenes, and more from the film noir era almost than any other. He explained the I, The Jury scene, and some others. I understood that it was about 'mood' and foreplay, and not about violence...or death.
And in 45 minutes or so, we both lay 'dead', our cap pistols 'emptied' into each other. I was fascinated....yes, obviously I trusted him right away...lol....but those of us into hiking and stuff sort of learn to trust those we meet 'on the trail'. And then and now, I trust my own judgment about Others I encounter in Life. I don't need someone else to tell me, generally, who's a good guy and who's an a-hole. People do quite a fine job of revealing themselves.
I shot him first....and actually found I ENJOYED IT...LOL....it was a competition, which I DID relate to from sports! It felt GOOD.....I mean, we were only 'playing', but it was like I WON something,as we each started 'behind a rock' and threw a few 'shots' at each other first until he purposely exposed himself....sure it was on purpose, we both knew it....but it was GREAT...lol. And after a second shot into HIM, naturally I had to expose MYself....and when he fired and I saw that little flame or spark from his cap gun barrel....I was INTO my role! He had explained that his 'preferred' spot of penetration was the belly, because it was close to the sexual area and he found that , in a woman, her reaction to a fake bullet there caused body and facial movements that to him were very much like she was being 'thrust into' during sex....the arched back, the closed eyes, the moans, etc.
So the first 'shot' that ever HIT me, in fantasy....DID bring me to SHOCK.....I mean...I just FROZE when I 'felt' being HIT by that 'bullet'.....yes, I imagined it RIGHT there, in my bare midriff right above the shorts line,and the shorts were, truth be told, pushed low to where there was about two inches of skin below my navel showing. That was for him...at first...lol...because the navel was his symbolic 'love canal' up which the bullet traveled, as a cock travels up a canal just below that.
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So....whew...sorry, but I get into that memory, because it was and IS very intense. And I've been a belly person ever since. Knives, swords, arrows, bullets from handguns large or small, silenced or not, machine gun bullets....crossbow bolts....struggles with another person over knife or gun...many scenes...soft and hard. From I, The Jury....to Bonnie and Clyde types...
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I've grown...lol...to enjoying penetrations elsewhere, mostly as foreplay to the FINAL thrust...in that belly, because that, for me, is the closest to a cock thrust and the same reactions to ultimate....surrender. It's NOT about 'death' to me at ALL, nor, really about domination or submission. It's about foreplay, build-up...to climaxes.
