ADHD meds and sex drive. Have others experienced the same..?
I’ve been taking Vyvanse for ADHD for about nine months. As well as clearing the fog and noise of ADHD, I’m finding I’m horny all the time, and I’m into exploring kink suddenly.
(This is all a bit of a problem in a marriage that’s been platonic for a long time. Any women in SF/Oakland/etc looking for a nsa switch play partner and kink explorer?)

Hi! Completely new here!Just discovered about groups and glade to be here! Adhd Inattentive and GAD here!

Let's go i feel big horny 🍌🤤🥵😈

ADHD and BDSM

For way too long, my ADHD (or, as I like to call it, “Inconsiderate Fuck-Up Disease”) has run my life. But since getting more and more into BDSM, I’ve learnt that to be a good Dominant or a good submissive, you first need to be both Dom and sub to yourself.

For me, BDSM has a lot to do with self-discipline and less to do with sex. Yes, I want to be someone’s Dom and have wild sex, but I can’t do that if I can’t be my own Dom. I can’t take care of my submissive if I’m unable to take care of myself first.

So, each day, I set myself a task to finish, and I follow through. If I don’t, then I take away something I enjoy for that day. Like taking a toy away from a child.

This is how I become not just a good Dom, but also a good life partner.

BDSM is a life of discipline with kinky rewards.

I've had ADHD since I was a kid, my mind will go 90 miles hour sometimes. I'm also a Scorpio with a high sex drive, when I was about 15 or so discovered I really enjoyed getting off underwater, wearing women's swimsuits. More recent I discovered I have aquaphilla. Inflatable PVC, latex suits. My ex wife did not approve, I came to this site hoping to connect with someone who would share thoughts and insight, maybe get together, with similar interests. Explore ideas and kink with. I have issues with anxiety, I find taking a bath, in my swimsuits, getting underwater, snorkeling, ear plugs in, listening to music playing in the background to be very helpful, or snorkeling wearing an inflatable catsuit. I really enjoy focusing on my breathing while masturbating underwater, looking up at the surface. Or just close my eyes while floating. ...

A Dominant's Meditation ♾

I. The Call

In shadows deep where whispers dwell,
I sense your mind's surrendering spell.
Like midnight silk across bare skin,
My words seep slowly, settling in.
Each syllable a gossamer thread,
Weaving patterns in your head.

Through lamplight dim and evening's hush,
I watch your thoughts begin to rush,
Like rapids racing toward the sea,
Seeking ways to yield to me.
Not with ropes or chains of steel,
But bonds more subtle, bonds more real.

II. The Dance

Your breath catches on my command,
Though I've not moved a single hand.
A raised eyebrow, a knowing glance,
Leads you deeper in our dance.
Your will, so strong in daylight's gleam,
Now flows like water in a stream.

I shape the current of your mind,
Leave thoughts of resistance far behind.
Not through *** or cruel demand,
But trust built slowly, grain by sand.
Each surrender freely given,
Each submission, choice-driven.

III. The Descent

Deeper now, into the night,
Where boundaries blur in shadowed light.
Your thoughts bend like willow trees,
Swaying gently in my breeze.
Each whispered word a silken cord,
Binding tighter than any sword.

I feel your pulse begin to race,
As power shifts through time and space.
No physical chains could ever hold
The way these mental bonds unfold.
Pure intention shapes your will,
As conscious thought grows soft and still.

IV. The Connection

This is mastery of the soul,
Where two halves merge to make a whole.
Your submission, freely shared,
Shows depths of trust we've both prepared.
Through countless moments, large and small,
Building walls only to let them fall.

In this space between our minds,
Where dominance with care entwines,
I hold your essence in my hands,
Not through ***, but understanding's bands.
Each command a sacred trust,
Born of more than primal lust.

V. The Surrender

Watch how easily you yield,
When safe within this psychic field.
No physical bonds could ever bring
The peace that mental submission springs.
Your thoughts align like iron to pole,
As I embrace your surrendered soul.

Feel the weight of my control,
Settling deep within your soul.
Not harsh commands or brutal ***,
But gentle guidance charts our course.
Each thought I shape, each will I bend,
Strengthens bonds that will not end.

VI. The Awakening

Through darkest depths and highest peaks,
This mental bondage that we seek
Transcends the flesh, transforms the mind,
Leaves mundane thoughts far behind.
In this space of pure submission,
We find our truest recognition.

Your mind opens like night's flower,
Blooming in this sacred hour.
Each petal of thought unfurled,
As we create our private world.
Where dominance and submission dance,
In perfect, trusted resonance.

VII. The Covenant

Remember, precious one who kneels,
Not in body, but in feels:
This power exchange we share
Builds on trust beyond compare.
Each mental bond, each psychic chain,
Forged in pleasure, not in ***.

I hold your thoughts with gentle care,
This precious gift so bright and rare.
Your mind's submission, freely given,
By mutual trust and respect driven.
In this dance of will and power,
We build our connection, hour by hour.

VIII. The Eternity

So let your thoughts dissolve in mine,
Like stars that slowly align.
Feel the weight of my control,
Settling deep within your soul.
This mental bondage that we share
Builds castles in the midnight air.

For in this space between our minds,
Where dominance with care entwines,
We've found a truth both old and new:
The strongest bonds are those we grew
Not from rope or chain or steel,
But from the power of what we feel.

IX. The Promise

I vow to guide your willing mind,
Through realms of pleasure undefined.
To hold your thoughts with tender care,
This precious gift so bright and rare.
Each mental bond a sacred trust,
Built on more than earthly lust.

For in this dance of minds entwined,
Where boundaries blur and souls combine,
We've found a truth both deep and clear:
The strongest chains disappear,
Replaced by bonds of trust and choice,
Where submission finds its voice.

X. The Eternal Dance

So yield to me, my precious one,
As night surrenders to the sun.
Let your thoughts with mine combine,
Like water turning into wine.
In this space of pure submission,
Find your truest recognition.

For in this mental bondage sweet,
Two souls in perfect rhythm meet.
No physical chains could ever bring
The peace that mental submission springs.
In this dance of will and power,
We bloom like midnight's darkest flower.







🎩 By: OsPando ✍️







😇 Be Nice And Play Nasty 😈

The Language Of Tears ♾

In shadowed corners where secrets breathe,
I find you, my delicate tapestry,
A canvas woven with threads of trust,
A portrait rich with tender hues,
You, my cherub, my verdant muse,
D***d in soft whispers, your spirit aflame,
And we dance to the rhythm of your whispered name.

In the dim glow of our sanctum,
I draw you close, hearts intertwining,
Your eyes, pools of sparkling surrender,
A glimpse of the tempest that resides inside.
With each fluttering breath, I sense your wildness,
Your yearning soul laid bare, trembling, alive,
A symphony of passions that surge and collide.

Ah, the beauty in your ***,
The tremor of your will bending, breaking,
As I guide you down the path we forge,
The delicate tether of our entwined fates.
With every heartbeat, the air thickens,
A sweet recipe of longing and ***,
And I trace the contours of your fragile psyche,
Dancing on the margins of pleasure and disdain.

And there emerges the glisten, the soft precipice,
A tear, a pearl of surrender captured in time,
Your mascara dripping like liquid velvet,
Tracing arcs down your porcelain cheeks,
A beautiful chaos ***ted in languid strokes,
And oh, how this exquisite, trembling ache
Stirs within me, a feral desire unleashed,
As I tip the balance and shatter your façade.

In the throes of submission, my little girl,
You become the embodiment of exquisite release,
A flower wilting in the warmth of the sun,
Yet blooming beneath the weight of my gaze,
You yield, fragile yet fierce,
An emotional tempest unleashed,
A melding of sorrow and ecstasy —
The art of dacrothy, ***ted on the canvas of us.

Each tear that falls is a sacrament,
A testament to the power of our connection,
As I nurture the edges of your wrought soul,
Cradling your *** like fine crystal,
Inviting the release that follows the storm.
This realm we traverse, a sanctified space,
Where limits dance and boundaries dissolve,
A tapestry woven of passion and respect.

I breathe life into your darkest depths,
An echo of courage within your tender heart,
And in your vulnerability, I find my strength,
A trust that binds us, unbreakable, pure.
Through storm-laden nights and tender encounters,
Our spirits entwined in the heat of desire,
For within the realm of tears and release,
We find ourselves — stripped, raw, and true.

So let the tears fall, let them cascade,
We will splash in this pool of our making,
Let everything pure and sacred flow forth,
Transmuting sorrow into intoxicating bliss.
Your cries are symphonies, melodies dear,
The haunting refrains of a beautiful fight,
And in the echoes of your deepest longing,
I claim you, my submissive, my guiding light.

In this world where feeling becomes fierce,
Where pleasure dances on the edge of despair,
Together we create a cosmic embrace,
Two souls entwined, forever laid bare.
Let every tear be a thread in our binding,
A language unspoken, a covenant forged,
And as the night swells with breathless desire,
In the tapestry of our feelings, we shall be reborn.







🎩 By: OsPando ✍️







😇 Be Nice And Play Nasty 😈

Power's Gentle Hand ♾

In the realm of D/s, where power and submission intertwine,
Respect is the cornerstone, where boundaries align.
A dance of dominance and surrender, a symphony of trust,
Where roles are defined, and limits are a must.

Before the play begins, before the chains and the cuffs,
There lies a sacred pact, where respect is enough.
Communication is key, consent the guiding light,
In this world of shadows, where day turns to night.

Protocols and rituals, a framework of control,
Detailing the how, when, and where, a submissive's role.
From serving a meal with grace to a greeting so sweet,
Each act a testament, each gesture a heartbeat.

The Dominant's hand, firm yet gentle, guides the way,
Respecting the limits, where boundaries sway.
In the heat of passion, in the depths of desire,
Respect is the fire, the eternal pyre.

In this dance of power, in this exchange of will,
Respect is the elixir, the potion to thrill.
For in the world of D/s, where hearts beat as one,
Respect is the anthem, the song that's sung.

So let us embrace this dynamic, this sacred bond,
Where respect is the currency, the magic wand.
In the tapestry of submission, in the tapestry of control,
Respect weaves the threads, the fabric of the soul.

In the whispers of dominance, in the whispers of submission,
Respect echoes loud, a divine rendition.
For in the heart of D/s, where passion ignites,
Respect is the beacon, the guiding light.

Let us honor this dynamic, this dance of power and grace,
Where respect is the foundation, the sacred space.
In the depths of desire, in the heights of ecstasy,
Respect is the key, the eternal decree.







🎩 By: OsPando ✍️







😇 Be Nice And Play Nasty 😈

BODY DOUBLING

I have been looking into body doubling over the past year. After working in psychiatry for 15 plus years I have always wanted to focus on the non -tradition therapies. I have had adhd my entire life and feel like it is a prone to deteriorating symptomology when exacerbated by stressors and isolation.

Stumbled onto body doubling when with a partner a few years ago. She used to have a shower in the evening and then she would often sit on the bed, lean against the headboard of the bed still naked and do a bit of her work on laptop while I had a shower etc.

I found that while she was doing her work, I would often lay across the end of the bed and finish up end of day work as well on my laptop, so I didn't interrupt her finishing off whist she had to do. After a few weeks of doing this I was actually surprised by the level of deadlines I was actually meeting in relation to work submissions etc and basically found that doing work on my laptop while she was naked doing her work at the other end of the bed..... gave me dopamine release but was also a distraction to occupy the distractable elements in my mind, but also captivate them which in turn stopped further thoughts taking of in my mind....... kinda like they were content being where they were. This somehow then allowed my mind to actually focus and get things completed. It was a strange and unexpected concept for me.

We are no longer together but I have always wanted to explore if online body doubling could prove to be as beneficial in the same way. Finding someone to try this with me is obviously a tad harder than a 'hey who wants to try this? post. However still holding on to the interest in the concept and keenness to explore it further as I find it fascinating .

Would love to hear if others have found similar concepts useful at all

Fiend’s Art Of Pushing Boundaries ♾

My dearest little kitten, let me explain in a tender way
The difference between pushing and trespassing, in this feeling we display
It's like going to the gym, my dear, demanding a bit more from yourself
Feeling the fatigue, but never trying to break or hurt yourself

Pushing the limits, with care and respect for your very own
In the same way, feeling the satisfaction of flying, completely blown
Within a sea of sensations and emotions, untamed and wild
It's an extreme and intense feeling, like nothing you've ever compiled

And it's all within this dynamic, where our souls and hearts collide
Where boundaries are cherished, and our connection does abide
For the limits are yours, Mia lei, and I will always honor them
In this realm of trust, respect, and care, where our souls never condemn

In this BDSM world, it's a dance of passion and affection
Where our spirits intertwine, with a burning and intense connection
So let me guide you through the depths of your own desires
With care, respect, and a fiery passion, reigning in these fires

Our souls, they dance to the rhythm of a tender, emotional tune
Engaged in this mental commitment, in the light of a silvery moon
It's a love that transcends the physical, reverberating through our souls
A feeling that's sensual, deep, and respectful, where passion freely rolls

So, my sweet little kitten, embrace the intensity that we hold
In this tapestry of emotions, where our desires remain bold
For in this feeling, we find comfort in the depth of our connection
Binding our souls, in an intricate and passionate affection.





🎩 SicalipticoVerses ✍️





😇 Be Nice And Play Nasty 😈

Inflatable PVC pants with a swimsuit, I have ADHD, I find the material very soothing, especially when fully inflated, the smooth hugging feeling, really enjoy floating in the bath, snorkeling, warm water running over my back, feels amazing, the sensory deprivation experience, sound of the water, air flow in the snorkel, PVC moving against the skin, weightlessness. I find it way to destress, clear my head, especially when I can't quit overthinking something big on my mind.

ADHD here and full of the energy that comes with that…