As the Primal “fetish” community grows, I am noticing a rather disturbing trend to oversimplify our relationships to Predator vs. prey. It’s like people are trying so hard to fit us into conventional BDSM boxes.
Prey is what you eat or farm to consume. Some like to play with their food, but the food understands that its primary purpose is to be food.
A mate is who you fuck and might even bond with. That relationship is based on mating, and perhaps someday when you age out of sex, leftover chemistry and the memory of and good faith gained through the years of mating.
A pet is who you…pet and might fuck under certain circumstances, but doesn’t have the gravity or “rank” of a mate.
For some reason, people keep getting these confused. To add to the confusion, there is plenty of overlap, and there are many other ways Primal people relate to one another.
Some are even like a strange family of spiders who enjoy making babies, as many as possible, and the male enjoys his endless toil as he sacrifices his life to please the female(s) and their many children.
Some are like a cluster of serpents, with a a group of males clinging to a female or sisterhood, circling mesmerized by their scent or something.
Some are like wolverines who are both too hostile and overly independent to be around most of the time, but meet every few months to fight and shag.
Some land in the middle of a party, shag their way through a “herd” and then go away with a few trophy panties in their pocket…and are welcomed again at the next party.
It can go many ways, not just “predator and prey”.