What some would call a modern day The conspiracy of fulfillment
I do consider myself a confidante in the hidden world of the individuals that I see. What is offered to me is “for my eyes only” — both out of concerns for privacy and discretion, but also the judgments and misgivings we may pass on what we find to be forbidden, and yet irresistible, even in ourselves.Which leaves me curious — is fantasy and roleplay something that loses its charge when divorced from that dynamic, of confidante and confessor, or is that structure central to its full realization?
Although the one who receives the confession of desire is usually conceived of as an arbiter of prevailing mores, what would shift if she were recognized as one holding a more unconventional position of cultural authority — the bewitching courtesan, the femme provocateur, the Sadeian woman?
Those are the possibilities that I thrive on.