Top-opolis

[rosco rathbone]

Yesterday I posted something to larksparrow about a bad experience in my past having left me with a hatred for the gays. I tried to think of the right Greek word to attach to "homo" ie "phobia"=fear of, but couldn't come up with it. Then following a link to some other posters' website I saw a graphic which said HATE (in the slashed circle) "Homophobia Free Zone". Which leads me to wonder if two seperate things are not being equated. Is it possible to hate something and not fear it or vice versa?

Possibly this connects to other things such as sexual rage. I'm usually accused of fearing women; perky baby or little girl or someone like that on the general board just accused me of gynophobia the other day when I posted something about preferring younger women because of the power imbalance.

Re (some of the flambouyant or Jack-from-Will-and-Grace-style)gays though (the male gays), I don't find fear in myself, just a sense of extreme annoyance (hatred is too strong but I like the word). I must certainly have some sort of internal thing fuelling this, but to say HATE=FEAR seems way too simple, or just off the mark.

Topopolis is a homophilic town by the way; I'm just babbling to myself about private issues.

 

[RisiaSkye]

I think you're right, rosco, that it's too simple to say Hate=Fear. On the other hand, I *do* wonder if they aren't mutually interwoven.

For instance, I hate cockroaches. They just make my skin crawl. I don't fear them per se, in that I know they can't really harm me. However, I have an aversion to them so strong as to resemble fear--I don't want to have any contact of any sort, and will go far out of my way to avoid them. It is at least a cockroach intolerance, and on that level, it resembles fear in the depth of my aversion and the lengths I'm willing to go to in order that I might avoid them.

Food for thought, anyway.

RS

 

[Marquis]

It is a common misconception that "phobia" means fear. It really refers to a general aversion to.

 

[Pure]

Hi RR,

You asked about humiliations, based on the list I posted a while ago. I'm not sure a list can be comprehensive; it's like trying to compose a 'comprehensive' list of insults.

Here's one category of humiliation, however, that might be of interest to some. It's based on the category of involuntary movements--i.e, either inner and outward actions. There is, I believe, embarrassment and potential for humiliation in most of these. (And we will limit ourselves to situations where there is at least initial consent.)

(I will pretend the sub is a 'she'--though perhaps it's the controlled male who would be most humiliated by some of the involuntary things below)

If she has to stand for a while--and can't walk away, dressed (or maybe undressed) until she has to pee herself.

Any way in which the bladder is filled or allowed to be filled (just as with the colon) is going to cause spurts and release at some point.

There's double humiliation if the person is somehow 'stoppered' and has to plead, can't avoid begging for the Master to allow release.

The twitches of orgasm have potential, hence scene where the person is, for instance, masturbated by the dom/me in front of others. In a male, I believe the ejaculation might well be embarrassing, suitably staged (dark suit, in front of spectators).

In general,the whole bodily arousal, (and orgasmic response) done properly, let's say, induced by a friendly cat licking the clit is going to be quite an embarrassment.

Potentially the whole body can be brought into great uproar through pain, and though whipping can do that, I imagine a more limited infliction:

Torso immobilized, arms loosely restrained above, then the application of several needles to one nipple. Flailing about, I believe would be a humiliation, even apart from the cries.
Alternatively, without piercing, a nipple can be brought to a (what is experienced as a) broil (no more than 2nd degree of course) with something like a candle or hairdryer, again the point being that the body will be thrashing about.

Again, one wants to keep the sub's emotional being intact, but perhaps purged of false pride. That said, a short, induced period of crying will humiliate many persons.

I think you get the idea, and maybe can add/extend examples in this category, should it 'grab' you. None of the above, carefully done, need cause more than transient harm. Everything should be done so that the next day, the sub is fine; and further embarrassed by having to see the same people that witnessed the loss of control.

J.

 

[UCE]

That last shot you posted of Adriana just smolders

LIMA!

Is the first one, below, not the hottest?

(If there's a problem, go to www.powerpics.de and choose her from menu, then click on 'body'.)

My favorite body pics of Lima were those classic sepia-toned nudes done of her in that old mansion-chruch place about a year and a half ago. While they emphasize the pitiably boniness of her body, her incredible face shines out in these shots and transforms them into art. Anybody know the ones I mean? They had her lying on a stair bannister, perched upon a round low coffee table with stained glass behind her, etc., 100% in the "tasteful" buff.

Her face, however, never looked better than in those exquisite Guess ads she did (also a couple of years old by now, I imagine) which is not surprising giving what Guess is willing to spend on advertising.

An old A. Lima fan

 

[UCE]

Rosco,

Are you still collecting humiliations? I think I still have lying about an old article (that's what they call messages on usenet) Rosie did on a.s.b. which presented a great many practical ideas under several logical categories. It's about seven years old now, maybe older, but a nice long classic. She got a lot of shit for posting it too, from the mentally ill who are terrified of humiliation (what they were doing on a bdsm newsgroup I'll let you decide) and imagined that her well-meant suggestions from her own personal experience were meant as direct personal attacks on them, kind of on the order of magically turning "My master makes me walk funny to humiliate me" into "I WANT YOU PERSONALLY TOPAZZZZZZZZZZZZ TO WALK FUNNY AND HATE YOURSELF AFTERWARDS BECAUSE I ROSIE PERSONALLY HATE YOU!" (yeah, that place was even more of a basketweaver's convention than most bdsm message boards tend to be--rolling eyes in memory). I'll dig it out for a repost here if you want.

Here's a couple of humiliations I remember (not from that article) that work pretty well.

1. When the woman isn't expecting it but is in the right position (say you've had her spread her cheeks for "inspection," or she's over your lap expecting a spanking or a groping at worst) blow air from your mouth on her anus. Shocks the hell out of most women and makes them exquisitely aware of a body part that we are mostly able to forget we have because we cannot see it. You can only do this once and get the fullblown effect, as a big part of the effect is her not knowing it's coming. For you dominates out there, I'll add that this means that you shouldn't try this on any sub who reads this message board, lol.

2. When a woman is pissed as hell at you and you're holding her down so you can talk to her or so that she realizes who's boss, and she's struggling away, hold her by inserting one finger deep in her anus and then other fingers or your thumb in her cunt in a "bowling ball" sort of hold, and clamp down. The more she struggles, the more pain and pressure you apply to those places. If she relaxes, you relax the pressure. People experienced with this method of control, say that with some submissive women, this will cause them to cease all struggle entirely, it'll be so shocking and humiliating. For the die-hards though, you have to apply the painful pressure. If even that pain isn't enough, just pinch-twist a labia--that's what they're there for!

Pure,

Don't you ever find that pain distracts from the humilation aspect of things? As a sub, if I have both pain AND humiliation to pay attention to, it's the pain that gets the majority of my interest. It's a little more pressing, as it were, than the embarssing aspects of the situation.

 

[Pure]

Hi Unda,

Those are some pretty bizarre and interesting proposals.

You said,


Pure,

Don't you ever find that pain distracts from the humilation aspect of things? As a sub, if I have both pain AND humiliation to pay attention to, it's the pain that gets the majority of my interest. It's a little more pressing, as it were, than the embarssing aspects of the situation.

I see your point. Well taken. Perhaps the best cases, then are where the subs attention is not entirely taken with something else. For instance: If s/he standing up, probably restrained, has eventually to pee, then, as the discomfort subsides, the embarrassment--esp. if there's clothing, begins.

 

[rosco rathbone]

I walked past the hotel where first I penised you tonite. Or no, that's not exactly right....where first you tasted venom most deadly, & most venomous. The "EL" had gone blank in the hot pink neon sign and it read only "HOT".

 

[Pure]

And the owl flew, at midnight, over the darkened pussy willows. Then its form was briefly outlined against the sign on the restaurant where she'd first dined with me, SPUNKY'S MEALS; The Y and final S were missing.

 

[rosco rathbone]

And the owl flew, at midnight, over the darkened pussy willows. Then its form was briefly outlined against the sign on the restaurant where she'd first dined with me, SPUNKY'S MEALS; The Y and final S were missing.

That's a little rugged & raw for you, Pure. Testosterone booster shots kicking in?

 

[rosco rathbone]

2. When a woman is pissed as hell at you and you're holding her down so you can talk to her or so that she realizes who's boss, and she's struggling away, hold her by inserting one finger deep in her anus and then other fingers or your thumb in her cunt in a "bowling ball" sort of hold, and clamp down. The more she struggles, the more pain and pressure you apply to those places. If she relaxes, you relax the pressure. People experienced with this method of control, say that with some submissive women, this will cause them to cease all struggle entirely, it'll be so shocking and humiliating. For the die-hards though, you have to apply the painful pressure. If even that pain isn't enough, just pinch-twist a labia--that's what they're there for!

I was pulling this stunt on non-submissive female girlfriends long before I realized that I was a dominate master. I would do it whenever they were really annoying me. THey all hated it.

 

[rosco rathbone]

Been jacking a lot and thinking about being blown by a particular person.

I couldn't sleep last night. That weak-chinned-Banca Jagger Brazilian stewardress across the airshaft was singing "London Calling", with own accompaniment on guitar, over and over and over in her dreary, monotonous, tuneless voice, from 2PM till 5PM. This sounds surreal but is quite true. The few times I did manage to drift into half-sleep, I was tormented by a nightmare of not being able to remember the last name of that Samuel who was the father of the modern Admiralty; and concurrent fears of early Alzheimer's.

So at some time in the dark, I went to lie upon the couch and there to jack to relieve stress. I was thinking about this particular person's swollen lips on my dick and the way she always managed to give the impression of sucking under duress, as if she really didn't want to, as if she'd pull away as soon as I relaxed my guard-even when paying attention to pleasing me with focus and dedication. I realized with orgasmic clairity the deeply coercive nature of my psychosexuality. The precise reason that she is so attractive to me; is that she always seems as if she is being forced. If she lost this quality, my attraction to her would certainly weaken.

I don't understand other men, other people. If I come really hard while jacking, it is ALWAYS accompanied by a fantasy of overcoming someone and making their pleasure and desire completely secondary to my own. In my guts, in the roots of my balls, at my deepest level, I can't understand any other way. Sure, I've love-fucked and dribbled forth seed, but in order to shoot, to snarl, to contort, to feel force flowing forth from me, I need hatred and anger.

I've said this before, thought this before, but it all came back clearly last night on a level of deep bodily realization, whilst jacking.

 

[Pure]

Interesting thoughts, RR.

I don't understand other men, other people. If I come really hard while jacking, it is ALWAYS accompanied by a fantasy of overcoming someone and making their pleasure and desire completely secondary to my own. In my guts, in the roots of my balls, at my deepest level, I can't understand any other way.

You're treading a path that goes back a ways.

In Sade, equal exchange is not sought, indeed not possible. The coming together to heighten pleasure is a myth. Every encounter is agonistic, and sexual pleasure is enhanced in dominating the other. One Sade character went to far as to say that the pleasure of the other *detracted from his. Further the others pain, does not strictly speaking enter in the calculation. It's a arousing sign that his or her body is being subjected (along with mind, will and feelings).

You may remember that Masters and Johnson asserted there could be a pair bond oriented to pleasure. A recent bdsm story I read, had such a bond; d and s for the greater satisfacton of both persons, as it were. Their hot sex is a celebration of mutual understanding. Of course, the exalted pair bond is in many s/m stories, usually of the lighter, more romantic sort that appeals to a segment of the female audience not including Ms UCE.

 

[Pure]

RR said

That's a little rugged & raw for you, Pure. Testosterone booster shots kicking in?

Close. Now that my parole is up, I no longer have the forced injections of testosterone blockers. The mast is raised.

 

[rosco rathbone]

Interesting thoughts, RR.

I don't understand other men, other people. If I come really hard while jacking, it is ALWAYS accompanied by a fantasy of overcoming someone and making their pleasure and desire completely secondary to my own. In my guts, in the roots of my balls, at my deepest level, I can't understand any other way.

You're treading a path that goes back a ways.

In Sade, equal exchange is not sought, indeed not possible. The coming together to heighten pleasure is a myth. Every encounter is agonistic, and sexual pleasure is enhanced in dominating the other. One Sade character went to far as to say that the pleasure of the other *detracted from his. Further the others pain, does not strictly speaking enter in the calculation. It's a arousing sign that his or her body is being subjected (along with mind, will and feelings).

You may remember that Masters and Johnson asserted there could be a pair bond oriented to pleasure. A recent bdsm story I read, had such a bond; d and s for the greater satisfacton of both persons, as it were. Their hot sex is a celebration of mutual understanding. Of course, the exalted pair bond is in many s/m stories, usually of the lighter, more romantic sort that appeals to a segment of the female audience not including Ms UCE.

You are OK Pure. Maybe some one in the ivory tower could understand me after all.

 

[rosco rathbone]

Giggle.

http://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=147830

 

[Pure]

RR said


I don't understand other men, other people. If I come really hard while jacking, it is ALWAYS accompanied by a fantasy of overcoming someone and making their pleasure and desire completely secondary to my own.

It would be interesting, to hear honestly from women, as to:
1) Same as the above fantasy, 2) Complementary (being overcome) fantasy, or 3) Another track completely, being carried by winged horse on puffy clouds to the prince's cozy love nest.

 

[NemoAlia]

Well, for me, my fantasies are always best when they're about me being overcome and totally used.

Real-life sex tends to be better when it's closer to the puffy clouds kind. Of course, I've admittedly never been overcome, so I might just not know what I'm missing.

 

[Pure]

Nemo, my captain,


Well, for me, my fantasies are always best when they're about me being overcome and totally used.

Real-life sex tends to be better when it's closer to the puffy clouds kind. Of course, I've admittedly never been overcome, so I might just not know what I'm missing.

That's an important point. There are at least four levels, real actual (perhaps coerced); real staged (whip does hit); fake staged (like in ordinary movies of a whipping); and imagined. For me the more violent fantasy best remains that.

 

[rosco rathbone]

Pure, you may or may not be pleased to know that you have directly affected an orgasmic moment of mine. I was cogitating deeply on your deSade citation today, and whilst jacking began to fantasize about something new: anal.

In my fantasy I was on my knees straddling the upturned butt cheeks of my lust friend. She was stomach down, head twisted to the side. I was very erect in posture, head thrown back. One hand gripped each butt cheek. I was stroking long strokes into her ass, spreading the buttocks with my hands as I did so. Each stroke caused me a burst of intense pleasure and her, a burst of intense pain and what is more, humiliation. This really got me worked up in my masturbatory state-the fact that each wave of building ejaculatory tension was the exact conterpart of a wave of pain in her bowels and shame in her heart. I was "causing" (fantastically-speaking) this pain with my own pleasure. As i jacked, I imagined humping her ass slowly, precisely and very hard, savouring each moan or cry before it happened, then bringing it about. Today, Pure, you have caused me to realize something. I am a sadist.

 

[Marquis]

Pure, you may or may not be pleased to know that you have directly affected an orgasmic moment of mine. I was cogitating deeply on your deSade citation today, and whilst jacking began to fantasize about something new: anal.

In my fantasy I was on my knees straddling the upturned butt cheeks of my lust friend. She was stomach down, head twisted to the side. I was very erect in posture, head thrown back. One hand gripped each butt cheek. I was stroking long strokes into her ass, spreading the buttocks with my hands as I did so. Each stroke caused me a burst of intense pleasure and her, a burst of intense pain and what is more, humiliation. This really got me worked up in my masturbatory state-the fact that each wave of building ejaculatory tension was the exact conterpart of a wave of pain in her bowels and shame in her heart. I was "causing" (fantastically-speaking) this pain with my own pleasure. As i jacked, I imagined humping her ass slowly, precisely and very hard, savouring each moan or cry before it happened, then bringing it about. Today, Pure, you have caused me to realize something. I am a sadist.

Oh man do I have an mpeg for you. PM me if you are interested.

 

[rosco rathbone]

Oy, good to see you back in the metropolis, citizen. Any pervy doings to report?

 

[Marquis]

Unfortunately not. Since my recent entrance into the world of being single I have noticed one major thing, college-aged girls are a lot kinkier when they know (or at least think) you aren't going to go tell your buddies what she let you do to her ten minutes after she leaves. Ahhh, of all the things I thought I would miss about being in a relationship, exotic sex was not one of them.

Another thing I noticed: Even really hot girls look ugly when they're fucking you if you dont care about them.

 

[evesdream]

And the owl flew, at midnight, over the darkened pussy willows. Then its form was briefly outlined against the sign on the restaurant where she'd first dined with me, SPUNKY'S MEALS; The Y and final S were missing.

Pure is a very punny person

 

[rosco rathbone]

"I came like an ape...."

Shamanistic orgasm sparked by fantasie of violent secks.

In the predawn glow I was standing foursquare before the mirror, penis sinkwards-aimed, nutsack rested on the cool porcelain. I like to take a wide stance when jacking, feet firmly planted on terra firma, because when I release, I sometimes go into these weird shaky spasms. This has been happening more lately.

Jacking, thinking about secks that has passed and secks to come. I got very tightly wound thinking about the feel of thick lips sliding over my long-neglected dick for the the first time, but I couldn't pop my cork. Running through the regular gallery of images in search of release, arm getting tireder and tireder.

Finally I realized that I wasn't concentrating hard enough. With my last energy, I focussed intently on the meaty solid impact of hand on cheek and the slick slide of hard dick into snotty mouth with flowing tears around. I released with a shaky spasm that wouldn't stop and all of a sudden, saw myself in the mirror. I was doing this weird-ass funky-chicken dance with spasmodic arms-akimbo lurches and jerks as my paltry load (much masturbation lately) left its home in my balls.

All of a sudden I realized that I looked much as primitive apes or cavemen must have looked as they trampled the prostrate form of a vanquished foe. The lizard-brain ecstasy of the warrior triumphant. I am trampling a woman, all women, her and you.