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Eastern Sun.
Why so little sex talk on this thread?
You are so fucking hot...
Because maybe sometimes BDSM can be about a hell of a lot more than sex?
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Eastern Sun.
Why so little sex talk on this thread?
You are so fucking hot...
Because maybe sometimes BDSM can be about a hell of a lot more than sex?
Because maybe sometimes BDSM can be about a hell of a lot more than sex?
This sounds very like where I am right now. I am used to my owner and myself walking in step. We are remarkably well-suited to each other; sometimes it seems like there's telepathy happening. People ask us if we're twins, even though we don't look very similar.
Right now we are in very different places. I am owned. I can choose to be unhappy and in conflict with her, I can choose to lose my self and alter myself for her, or I can surrender and live moment to moment and see what happens.
The first is displeasing to her and stressful to me. The second is usually my solution, but I've begun to feel that I'm doing myself a disservice if I keep making myself just go with whatever she wants. (You see, we're hung on an issue that's very important to me right now.)
So I chose to surrender. I don't know how to say it, but it's different from altering myself to match her wishes. It feels more like waiting. And it's terribly lonely. I'm so lonely.
But it is wonderful in its own way too, just to accept.
easternsun said:There are the obvious marks - the signs and symbols, the physical footprints of untold activities. But I want a place to speak of the subtle moments, the small mundane events that reinforce my position.
Like the choosing of a seat in a restaurant. Since he always chooses his seat first, I rarely have a view of the people at the other tables, the layout of the building. Occasionally I face the kitchen, the bathroom, almost always a wall. And always him. I watch him watch the room. I focus on his face. His conversation. And must turn in my chair to catch the waiter's eye when his drink is empty or it's time for the check.
Part of me hates it. Part of me resents that I am the way I am. I never wanted to be this way. I'm having one hell of a time accepting it. Being a painslut is one thing. Big deal. It's the total lack of self-preservation around him that I don't understand, the desire to do anything just for his attention and his happiness. It seems fucked up to me. Part of me wants to be normal, whatever that is.
" The more you suffer, the more it shows you really care" ~ Oasis.I loved him more in that moment than I've ever loved anyone before in my life. It didn't stop the tears or the pain, but I knew he was right. It was horrible, awful, but I'd have taken ten times more if he'd wanted. So he kept going. And I kept crying. But I didn't beg him to stop anymore because I knew he wanted to see me suffer.
I think we all reach this point. For me it was something really small and insignificant. I have always thought of myself a submissive. Swore I wasn't a slave. And well you know my story..lol. Been in a 24/7 M/s relationship for going on a year. For me one of the hardest things to accept was just how much control he had. In the past I had limits, and I was doing long distance D/s. When it really hit me in this relationship was in the beginning, I had a horrible headache, I reached for an advil like I always do. I was immediately told no. He had his reasons for telling me no..but in that moment it really hit me, I've given up my right to even take an advil if I need one. What hit me even harder..I was happy about it.
I know that's a very small thing, something other slave's would read and probably say well duh..how did you think it would be..lol. For me though, that's when it really hit me..the small everyday things.
" The more you suffer, the more it shows you really care" ~ Oasis.
This morning he says, "you need to learn the craftiness of the slave."
I have to be careful. He'd see through me in a minute.
(What do you think he's saying? He certainly doesn't want me to manipulate him. But he does want me to "get what I want" by working with his desires.
I'm on serious orgasm denial. He's hanging me on the edge of my own abyss, and it's clouding my thinking.)
This morning he says, "you need to learn the craftiness of the slave."
I have to be careful. He'd see through me in a minute.
(What do you think he's saying? He certainly doesn't want me to manipulate him. But he does want me to "get what I want" by working with his desires.
I'm on serious orgasm denial. He's hanging me on the edge of my own abyss, and it's clouding my thinking.)
I agree. I think it's the advil moments that hit the hardest.
Followed closely by the moments when you think that if you do what he asks, you'll die.
Or worse, survive, and live to see the ruins.
Lol...it was kind of a joke I was saying to BiBunny. It's a quote from an Oasis song called "Self Esteem. " On the other hand I myself do want/need to suffer at times. I posted about it once on a thread around here, but can't find it at the moment. I'm as much of and emotional masochist as I am a physical. I won't derail your thread with all that though.I don't know. I don't want to suffer. Nor do I want to be a stoic, suffering in silence.
For me, choosing to be a "slave" does not mean I have embraced suffering at his hands. If I suffer, it's usually because I'm resisting his actions or his will.
Nor does my suffering prove to him that I care. He calls my suffering "whining" and hates it.
It's my ability to please him that shows I care. Mostly because it shows I've cared enough to learn what's important to him, and then chosen to act on that knowledge.
Lol...it was kind of a joke I was saying to BiBunny. It's a quote from an Oasis song called "Self Esteem. " On the other hand I myself do want/need to suffer at times. I posted about it once on a thread around here, but can't find it at the moment. I'm as much of and emotional masochist as I am a physical. I won't derail your thread with all that though.
Oh. And one more question I'd like you to please answer:
"Why on earth would you think your Dom is so trifling he would care about whether he is manipulated or not?"