Fetish Friday: Asphyxiation

Oh hey Fetish Friday! I am excited to have interviewed a lady fetishist for this post…a fetishista? This woman, whom I will call Beth, has an erotic asphyxiation fetish, also sometimes referred to hypoxyphilia. While some asphyxiation fetishists fly solo—often using semi-dangerous methods of self strangulation—this particular lady only enjoys being asphyxiated with a partner. This means that during sex she likes to restrict the oxygen to her brain, usually by being choked or otherwise having pressure put on her neck. A social fetishist!

As John Curra wrote in The Relativity of Deviance, “The carotid arteries (on either side of the neck) carry oxygen-rich blood from the heart to the brain. When these are compressed, as in strangulation or hanging, the sudden loss of oxygen to the brain and the accumulation of carbon dioxide can increase feelings of giddiness, light-headedness, and pleasure, all of which will heighten masturbatory sensations.”

 Fun fact, before we begin: autoerotic asphyxiation was used as a treatment for erectile dysfunction in the 17th century! It came about when it was noted that often those who were executed by hanging had a party goin’ on in their pants. Thanks, Wikipedia!

Z: Thanks for talking with me. Let’s start with you telling me a bit about how you got into asphyxiation.
B: Well when I was younger I played this game with my friends where we would make each other pass out by putting pressure on our arteries.
Z: I played that all the time at summer camp! We would be all, “hey you wanna faint?” Right before you went down you got all blissfully light headed.
B: Exactly. That sort of stuck in my head and I as I got older I got off on being choked. Mostly it’s for the head rush, but I also like the submissive aspect.
Z: Do you ever do the choking?
B: No, never. My husband likes doing it to me, but has never asked for me to return the favor.
Z: So you’re the gasper.
B: The what?
Z: The gasper! The chokee. That’s what they are called.
B: Really? I didn’t know that.
Z: Yep. It can be really dangerous. Lots of people die from autoerotic asphyxiation. Do you have a code signal or word just in case?
B: We do, yes, a hand signal. But we have never had to use it…Most of the deaths come from masturbation, I think. They pass out. We never take it that far, it’s mostly for the rush.
Z: And you never go at it alone? No plastic bag over the head for you?
B: Oh, no way! It’s a group sport. For me at least (laughs).
Z: Have you ever hallucinated? I remember from my fainting days some kids claimed to hallucinate right before passing out.
B: Things have gotten a bit spotty but  we stop before any hallucinating. Nope, no hallucinating.
Z: But it does intensify your orgasm?
B: Without a doubt. They are more intense, and easier to achieve too. Faster and harder.
Z: Well, I see why your hubby is game then.
B: Yeah, it’s a win-win all around. I get to come harder, he gets to play tough guy. It works for us.
Z: And it’s something you do every time you have sex? Or is it like, once in a while, or on special occasions…like the nice lacy lingerie of bedroom moves?
B: Pretty much every time.
Z: Never gets old?
B: Do extremely intense orgasms get old?
Z: Good point. Touché…Well, alright, thanks for talking to me! Very interesting, and hopefully no one will read this and go string themselves up from their closets in search of a super intense orgasm.
B: Let’s hope not. No law-suits!

Did you read that? No law-suits! Interested in having me harass, er, interview you about your sex life? Get at me!


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