KEIRA KNIGHTLEY - BDSM

Just saw the film A DANGEROUS METHOD directed by David Cronenberg of VIDEODROME, NAKED LUNCH, CRASH (the twisted one), and EASTERN PROMISES fame. An interesting, controversial and masterful director who here explores the early days of the psychology movement. The relationship between Sigmund Freud (Viggo Mortenson) and his protege, Carl Jung (Michael Fassbender) and their competition, analysis and mentoring of the troubled patient and future analyst Sabrina Spielrein (Keira Knightley) is explored as the birth of psychoanalysis is pulled from the tumultuous era and their groundbreaking work in this critically acclaimed film from 2011.

But hey, this is a sexuality site so you can't go very far without stumbling into a cloud of Freudian theory or Jungian dream. Then again their is Keira Knightley who is quite accomplished and daring in this role especially in her portrayal of the emotionally and physically troubled early sessions with Jung.

Then again, what may be remembered most by some are the BDSM scenes between Fassbender and Knightley. Check them out and find the film if you are a fan of historical, psychological, chatty, sexuality driven tales.

KEIRA BDSM SCENES IN A DANGEROUS METHOD

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THE RACK

Her pink nipples an inquisition to bear
harsh light of her porcelain flesh blinding
Soft underbelly midriff terror
Rosebud Pavlovian lie detector
Nightmare vision of never again, there against my beating heart
Waking, sweat drenched fear of not seeing her eyes smile into mine…
Sheer torture.

~ for Charlene, s. rockfield, sometime 2000

NIPPLE CLAMPS

Told you weeks before that you had nipples
That were made to be pampered
Feathered
Silky scarf, slowly peeling its way across them.
Nipples, I recalled
Every time you came to mind
These past 27 years since we’d last held each other close.
Nipples begging to be
Pinched
Bitten
Sucked
Pulled
Tweaked
Licked
Rolled between two fingers
Slid across my eyes
Shoved into my ears
Rubbed down my forest of chest
Stuck into my begging pee-hole…
You still seemed surprised
When I told you to close your eyes
And your breath drew in sharply
Gasping when your engorged lefty felt the first pinch
And again
When I evened out your surprise
Your pain
Your accepting trust.
Running my tongue over the cold chrome
Dampening your pink tips as they got slightly darker
Your eyes closed and back arched
So I slid my hardness
Up slowly
Into your dripping gash
My mouth quickly
Subtly, tugging on the beaded clamp
And your head swung
Back and forth
Back and forth
Back and forth.