Safe Word review

I have always been interested in what S/m is all about. I mean a bit of slap and tickle is always exciting, but I never truly grasped the motivations behind S/m. So when I chose Safe Word, I wanted to try and understand this concept.

I wasn’t quite sure what I was getting when I decided to review this book, but I was pleasantly surprised. I don’t know much about hardcore S/m, but Safe Word seems like it would be comfortable being categorized there.

The book is really well written, and I found myself drawn into it even though I didn’t share the same views on sex. I loved the references to Sade throughout the book and how Weatherfield made the elusive world of S/m so high class and unattainable.

The book has two narrators, Jonathan and Carrie. The sequel to “The Story of O” is about Carrie’s journey learning to be a slave. I learned, through this book, that pony races are a sexual event; that they a lot of practice; that winning means getting to cum; and that being in character means completely living the role, no matter how ridiculous it was.

I read about scenes and parties where slaves got tokens based on their behavior. It was very interesting, and I highly recommend the book to anyone who wants to a glimpse into what S/m is about and why it is so fascinating.

There were obviously parts of the book that got me all hot and bothered under the collar. Every time Carrie did something wrong, the consequences were very interesting. “I’m in for it, I thought. I’m going to be punished terribly for not realizing that she would want to be eaten. She was dripping onto my chin, as I carefully licked her out. I wondered if she was thinking about the ride or anticipating the punishment to come.”

I was surprised at how erotic it was when Carrie began her job as Mr Constant’s slave. The ritual had me dripping before anything even started. “'Turn around, stand up and show me your ass.’ I obeyed, bending slightly at the waist, opening for the dildo I knew was coming, shivering at its hardness, moaning at the feel of his hands on my hips as he belted it into place. He pushed me back onto my hands and knees... He picked up the whip. “Around again, he said cracking it against my ass, ‘quickly’.”

I don’t want to give away much of the novel, but it is packed with beautifully written punishments, all sorts of sex, and as many whips as your heart desires. I absolutely adored the ending, something I don’t think I could ever forget as long as I live.