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[Luna_Wolf72]

wow

I really have nothing else to say...just wow...it took me over an hour to read it all...and the only thing i came up with is damn, roscoe, you would be fun as all hell to fuck (scuse my french please) Now, I know that there was a purpose to this thread ...and as a good pet should, i read it all faithfully but basically all i know is that Roscoe would be fun to fuck....

 

[Pure]

Welcome to the city, AP4U,

There's no disputing taste, but you may wish to check with the Mayor about revising the philosophical statement you put after your signature.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

i know

Welcome to the city, AP4U,

There's no disputing taste, but you may wish to check with the Mayor about revising the philosophical statement you put after your signature.

I know but hey...i have serious masochistic tendencies...and well...he brings out the *beat me* in me...what else can I say???
Not only that, but i save my submission for my owner...but being screwed blue...hell if i can get it rough...i'll take it!!!!

 

[zipman]

Welcome to the city, AP4U,

There's no disputing taste, but you may wish to check with the Mayor about revising the philosophical statement you put after your signature.

So much for freedom of expression in Topopolis!

 

[rosco rathbone]

This makes me L'anti-Oedipe, I suppose

Or we may simply call you Da Loose One.

I prefer Fey Leeks Atari

 

[Rubyfruit]

"I wanna push you around, I will, I will
I wanna push you down, I will, I will
I wanna take you for granted,
I wanna take you for granted I will"

Hello Rosco and company. Nice thread you have going here. I'm sure I've never heard a man address such a volatile subject so openly and honestly. Thank you, Rosco, and everybody else for such an absorbing read.

Do you think if we cheer, we can get Rosco to write out another fantasy for us?

 

[Pure]

Hi Rubyfruit,

you said,

"I wanna push you around, I will, I will
I wanna push you down, I will, I will
I wanna take you for granted,
I wanna take you for granted I will"

Hello Rosco and company. Nice thread you have going here. I'm sure I've never heard a man address such a volatile subject so openly and honestly. Thank you, Rosco, and everybody else for such an absorbing read.

Do you think if we cheer, we can get Rosco to write out another fantasy for us?

I think one real 'plus' around here is the linking of sex and anger (even rage). That linkage has a number of effects, the nicest of which, from my pov, is that it undercuts all this **'super-nurturant dom/me' bullshit that is one foot deep at literotica.

This dom/me-cum-therapist has a line that says to the submitting one (i.e., recruit for pliant lover),

"Because I deeply care about you, I look to your development and fulfillment as a person. I will help you confront and overcome your fears and insecurities, and grow as one equal in the relationship: I give you this because of the precious gift you have given me."

Variant: I have much to teach you, Little Grasshopper.

**revised 5/3 14:57 edt.

 

[AnelizeDarkEyes]

<snip>I think one real 'plus' around here is the linking of sex and anger (even rage). That linkage has a number of effects, the nicest of which, from my pov, is that it undercuts all this 'altruistic dom/me' bullshit that is one foot deep at literotica.

This dom/me-cum-therapist has a line that says to the submitting one (i.e., recruit for pliant lover),

"Because I deeply care about you, I look to your development and fulfillment as a person. I will help you confront and overcome your fears and insecurities, and grow as one equal in the relationship: I give you this because of the precious gift you have given me."

Variant: I have much to teach you, Little Grasshopper.

Altruism is a muddy issue-- back to the lovely "who is serving who" argument. *grin* You know i just LOVE that one. <shrugs> I serve. If He wants to whip my ass raw or ignore me for 12 hours, so be it. You get the point. I always enjoy reading this thread...even though i don't reply much, i lurk a lot

~anelize

 

[Quint]

Howdy, all.

Ya know, for most of my relationship with T I'd be nodding enthusiastically there with you, Pure. And still, in the bedroom I almost wouldn't have sex without the angry. But outside, it is getting to be more of a mutually-gratifying, mutually-serving kind of deal. Needs being met and all. Kind of liking the balance.

But that's not what we want to hear. Angry sex! psiberzerker mentioned a lovely word that I've adopted as my raison d'etre: hatemaking. I almost laughed at the simplicity of it, but it says all that it needs to.

For instance, the other night I fucked up and touched my clit when I was specifically told not to. That got me oh an hour of punishment, ranging from mindfucking to shoving a plunger handle up my ass to shoving three fingers into my mostly-dry cunt, all while he was laughing maniacally at my cries of pain. It was nightmarish and exquisite.

Won't bore you with the aftercare that followed. o)

 

[rosco rathbone]

Do you think if we cheer, we can get Rosco to write out another fantasy for us?

Officer on deck!!

At ease, men, at ease.

Welcome to the town, Mrs. Fruit. I don't know about a fantasy, but I will relate a dream I had this morning.

I had somehow gotten "in" with a huge group or secret society of people from all walks of life who staged "games" or weird happenings in out-of-the-way places such as underground palaces as yet undiscovered by archaeology. The games or happenings had surreal dream logic that is sort of unexplainable. There were all sorts of various subgroups and tribes. One place was an underground makeshift carousel-a huge round room with a heliopter-propeller like rotor centered on an axle in the middle that was propelled by an old truck, stipped to chassis and engine, that ran on a rail circling the wall. People would ride on it, around and around, while having all sorts of serious discussions. Planning the food to take on long journeys was a big part. People going on these serious game/theme journeys-who would be on hiatus from "normal life" for a while- were paid a per-miles rate, disubursed by some shadowy "union". I remember this being explained to a newcomer. Everyone had official titles and job functions. The only one I remember is "skateboard tricks demonstrator".

Anyway, I fell in love with two women, both of whom had been involved in the underground organization far longer than I. The first, someone I'd known from the past, tried to walk past me without greeting me and I grabbed her and pulled her straddling my lap. She was chunky and juicey, very sexy. She obviously didn't want to be on my lap but was too passive and smiley to tell me so. I noticed that she had horrible, barely healing wounds all over her ass cheeks, as if some ersatz surgeon had been scooping big disks of flesh out. I spread her legs and saw that she had a cancerous womb, so disgusting that, though I can picture it clearly, I can't relate it here.

Then, I found myself in the company of a black man. He was stroking my stomach while talking to me in a fatherly, therapist type of way. I was creeped out. Then he started handling my penis through my underwear, all the while keeping up a patter about how I needed to give up my emotional armoring. I felt a strange emotion at that point-I didn't want to be a homo, but somehow it seemed that I ought to give in in order to please him and stop being such a selfish bastard. But I couldn't go through with it and told him to stop. He took it pretty well, but said he was very horny and frustrated. Another juicey, sexy woman came in, with short black hair. He stood up and pulled out a short, pointy, hard pecker, saying to her "I need to do it". She, sitting passively, opened her mouth and he stuck his penis in it, gave one stroke, and came, pulling out as he did so to ejaculate copiously all over her lips. Then he left. I pushed her onto her back. I was somehow totally blown away by what I'd seen. I was looking right into her eyes, holding her down. I said " I want to learn to do that"-meaning learn how to come in her mouth with one stroke. "No", she said "it's only something I do for them. You don't want to learn it, anyway". I felt overcome with a love that was pure bottom of the belly lust, tinged with a strange sad feeling of rejection and loss. Then I was looking at a computer screen that told the whereabouts of everyone in the society, trying to find her. She was listed as "unavailible", location-middle of the southern ocean.

 

[Pure]

Quint, you're my kinda gal, and yes one cant be fighting, fucking, and disciplining all the time.

 

[Rubyfruit]

What a detailed and fantastic dream you had, Mr. Rathbone! It reminded me of A Boy and His Dog and Weaveworld mixed in together with a dash of A Clockwork Orange.

Freaky. Do you analyze them or just let it be what it is? If you did analyze it, who would the woman with the cancerous cunt be? Curious.

Hello, Pure and thank you for the welcome and deeper explanation of the thoughts conveyed in this thread.

Hello Quint and Anelize.

 

[Johnny Mayberry]

What a detailed and fantastic dream you had, Mr. Rathbone! It reminded me of A Boy and His Dog and Weaveworld mixed in together with a dash of A Clockwork Orange.

You know...I was just horny for you before...now I think I'm having all sorts of feeling-things for you...I like your choice in reading!

 

[Quint]

You know...I was just horny for you before...now I think I'm having all sorts of feeling-things for you...I like your choice in reading!

Ewwww! Feeling-things!

Hiya, Ruby. (I have feeling-things for you too, but it's okay because I'm a girl. Boys are dirty.)

 

[Rubyfruit]

Hooked on a feeling

I can't stop this feelin' deep inside of me
Girl, you just don't realize what you do to me ....




Johnny, I was most-gratefully influenced in my reading choices by a couple of different brilliant yet insane boyfriends when I was fresh out the starting gate on life. I've always been lucky like that.

Hello Quint. Girls are my refuge from the ravages of all of the dirty boys out there.

I wonder where our host is this evening. Wondering if he's jamming a finger between his girl's tight lips, forcing her to suck it like a cock as he coerces a knee between her thighs, demanding she open for him ....

 

[rosco rathbone]

Nope. Twas Ethiopian with friends in a Soho eatery, drinking Red Stripes and debating the Palestinian question, then home, 2 melatonins and to bed.

Life of a G.

 

[Pure]

There's another little theme around here that might deserve a bump. The sexual rapture of the sadist (inflictor of pain and/or rapacious sex). This is contrast to the rather bland or even dour picture of the "dom/me" who's intensely concerned with alleged domly duties to provide an experience within the 'sub's' specified ambit. And the picture of the dom/me as non-sexually enjoying the domestic chores of 'subs.'

Some related material is in P. Califia's essay, 'Top Space,' at
www.othersex.com or pm me re accessing it. The subtitle is 'the inner landscape of the sadist'.

J.

 

[Johnny Mayberry]

A sub is there to pleasure his/her Dom/me...nothing more.

 

[Pure]

JM:

A sub is there to pleasure his/her Dom/me...nothing more.

And live to tell the tale.

Better: And live to pleasure the dom/me on the following day..

 

[Johnny Mayberry]

JM:

A sub is there to pleasure his/her Dom/me...nothing more.

And live to tell the tale.

Better: And live to pleasure the dom/me on the following day..

Well, yeah...even if her ass is a little sore.

 

[Rubyfruit]

Better: And live to pleasure the dom/me on the following day..

Yes.

 

[Pure]

Query: the pleasure of the dom/me.

A dom/me, person you're going to interact with either as fellow dom/me or as submitting person, says the following as part of the standard intro. to new persons, what is your reaction?


My point, which I want to emphasize, is that I have no interest in hurting or humiliating my slaves for my own pleasure, but in teaching them something about their own limits and my desires.

 

[Johnny Mayberry]

My point, which I want to emphasize, is that I have no interest in hurting or humiliating my slaves for my own pleasure, but in teaching them something about their own limits and my desires.

This could be a direct quote from me.

 

[Rubyfruit]

If he isn't being pleasured by the act(s), I don't see the point.

 

[Johnny Mayberry]

If he isn't being pleasured by the act(s), I don't see the point.

My kind of woman....