Maybe I'm a little fucked up, maybe we all are, but for me, that's part of it for me. One of the things I love about crucifixion and other similar things is this idea of the world being against you. If you're in the hands of the Romans, the inquisition, the CIA or KGB, there is no one who's going to help you. That is ultimate hopelessness and submission, and I feel it every time my government lies and gets away with it. Won't get too political here.
Of course we are all 'a little fucked up' - why else would we be here??
I for one could be turned on by the image of myself 'digging my own grave' - naked ... sweating ... getting lashed now and again to move faster... What a kinky work out! - but I cant say I would like to have it end with a bullet in the back of my head! - if thats what you mean by 'ultimate hopelessness' ?!
If I rationalise my kink at all, I think it's a way of coming to terms with being, basically, just an organism that's evolved to struggle to survive and reproduce in a pretty harsh, unfeeling universe where suffering is the condition of all life - the cross, the rack, the electro-torture bed, just bring into sharp focus my experience of being a woman, arousing the forces in me that drive me to face and keep on with that struggle. Dunno if that makes any sense?
Yes Eul, it does make sense...perfect sense to me...in fact, I can relate to all three of these statements....feelings of hopelessness and submission, of struggle to fight on even when everything is against us ... all these things can be arousing in our fantasies of crux, or any other kind of peril.