Thinking about this thread, and maybe I'm dense, but what is it you guys find sexy about women with weapons?
I mean I play with and study a lot of different weapons but I'm trying to make sense of how they were used historically and their impact on military and civilian cultures. I don't think of myself as "sexy" when I'm using or playing with a sword.
Why do you guys?
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I assume it's more or less the same reason why we see so many "Lara Croft" incarnations in various forms of media nowadays - a beautiful yet physically strong woman who can beat down her male enemies with her proficiency in weapons.
I suppose it's mainly because of the contrast we - or some of us, at least - feel attracted to such types. Probably it's not that different to the reason why I'm so attached to the idea of keeping female slaves in an extremely degrading condition in my fantasies. In both of the cases, we break our familiar stereotype of a female - beautiful, delicate, clean, weak, and in need of protection - with such contrasting qualities as being atletic, assertive, dirty, and someone who can be humiliated and abused.
They are very different sort of kinks but I think they both works on the same principle of contrasting what we are familiar with females to those we less frequently find in real life.
Personally, I don't like weapons that much regardless whoever wields it. When I think of a sword, the first thing comes to my mind is that sharp and intense pain that I experienced when I accidentally cut my finger on paper. My mind multiplies it several folds as the excruciating agony of having much bigger piece of steel sliding inside my body cannot be less intense than that. Than again, my mind makes me imagine the horror of watching my severed arms dangling by the sinews or guts spilling from a gaping wound in my abdomen.
That's why I don't usually enjoy crucifixion fetish that much because my mind does similar things to me, preventing me from picking up the erotic elements of the situation.
It usually takes conscious effort to shut down that part of my imagination and abstract away the pain and agony part, when I watch films or play video games, for example, in which our hero (or some version of the Lara Croft stereotype) wrecking carnage with his or her sword so I can only enjoy the cool parts of wielding such a tool of pain and death.
To be clear, I don't find it wrong to have a fetish about girls wielding weapons. I even have some interests in WW2 fighter planes which, needless to say, can cause much more destruction than a mere sword, for example. And mercilessly whipping a slave girl is among my favourite kinks, so who am I to blame others for such a matter when I love to imagine inflicting a certain sort of pain to helpless girls?
It's just that my mind is susceptible to more vivid imaginations for certain type of pain, or for irreversible physical damages done to the body. As those themes take me more conscious efforts to shut off the undesirable elements from my mind to enjoy them, I tend to choose other themes over them if I have a choice.