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And I am getting old and reactionary.

We need you to disturb our paradigms without introducing dead icky stuff to the visual mix.
 
Netzach said:
And I am getting old and reactionary.

We need you to disturb our paradigms without introducing dead icky stuff to the visual mix.

Aww, I was just going to tell you my fantasies that involve radiation poisoning, and dying slowly of cancer.
 
I started a new thread. Mostly the same old shit I'm always talking about.
 
Now that Netzie has declared this thread to be outside the mainstream of BDSM, I think we can all heave a sigh of relief. In particular, one is relieved of the burden not merely to insure that the other is OK and makes it home, but feels fine and dandy, respected, soul-affirmed, and the beneficiary of a 'growth experience.'
 
*chuckle*

I think rosco will be absolutely peachy keen with the notion that this thread is "outside the mainstream of BDSM" in my mind or anyone else's.

You have an interesting dichotomy set up Pure. Either you finish with a bottom and throw them out the door like a cad, or you're a fucking sap. I'm a fucking sap in that case. And for all the swagger one might find in the minds of the top dudes collected here, you seem to be missing the angst and the *inability* to simply be an asshole over and over, sexy as the thought might be.

But go ahead, make me into the representative of all things pablum because I threw out a question or three that didn't sit well with your personal vision of me as amenable to your de Sade fetish.

I don't think anyone's going to buy. Frankly if they do I don't care. I'm going to continue to post to this thread - embodying a contradiction. You see, I'm completely at ease with my contradictions. I think I can wonder about things and not necessarily revamp my personal mission statement over it every single time, or make it into an argument, or change every single belief I have, or not want to associate myself with things I've always associated myself with simply because I might re-think where they fit into my life.

So I don't think this thread is coming from the heart of munch-driven social mainstream BDSM land. And I think most of the other people here would agree - much to their OWN relief.

I don't mean that as a value judgement -- I mean it as a fact.

I've gone out on a limb to say the equivalent of "you know, I really identify and come from the rainbow flag center of the GLBT movement, that's my perspective and I'm not going to apologize for it" and you've decided to hang me out to dry for that on every thread you might get a chance to do that. I'm still not going to apologize for what's basically an act of describing a perspective.
 
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Netzach said:
It happens, for real. (insert eyeroll)

Much to my chagrin, but not often.
Tell me, please, that it's never happened, even by accident with a client ...

Wait ... that actually might be more humiliating.
 
AngelicAssassin said:
Tell me, please, that it's never happened, even by accident with a client ...

Wait ... that actually might be more humiliating.

Oh it does it does! A lot actuallly. Usually when they are tied and blindfolded and unsure of what's happening next. What fortuitous timing.

I actually get very very kitteny around the midlife crises. Not in a vomity way, it just kind of pops out at times.
 
Hi Netz,

I really identify and come from the rainbow flag center of the GLBT movement

If you say so. Hey I don't mind if you're angling for a yellow page listing!

But go ahead, make me into the representative of all things pablum

Only if it's pablum in a doggie bowl with piss on it!

you've decided to hang me out to dry

not [by] a mile, sweetie; it's just because no one else has the ganas to argue with ya!

stay as ya are, hear?

:rose:
 
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Pure said:
Hi Netz,

I really identify and come from the rainbow flag center of the GLBT movement

If you say so. Hey I don't mind if you're angling for a yellow page listing!

But go ahead, make me into the representative of all things pablum

Only if it's pablum in a doggie bowl with piss on it!

you've decided to hang me out to dry

not be a mile, sweetie; it's just because no one else has the ganas to argue with ya!

stay as ya are, hear?

:rose:

"and he skipped away merrily thumbing his nose..."
 
I'm currently studying the effects of stress on coital violence....except not so much "studying" as "living." Funny thing..."negative" circumstances like depression, anger, and stress seem to incite either a flood or a complete draught of "positive" results like creativity, sexuality, and richness of human emotion. Yay for being draught girl.

I can totally hear Netzach giggle. But I bet Norah can make her stop...
 
Ah, Quint! You darling girl, you. I must give you a beeeg keesss and tell you how I've missed you. And also mention that I've been having rotten fucking luck with my recent hentai aquisitions. Sorry you're experiencing unproductive-funk. It sucks rocks.


But it leads me to wonder how your other half is dealing with it. I tend to fixate on the idea of being a hanky to be wanked off into when I'm in a depressive mood. I don't think it's particularly submissive on my part though, more likely laziness and apathy. Or does this have anything even remotely to do with what you're talking about?


-B
 
Quint - nice to have you back, I still have no idea what the fuck that riddle boils down to.

Winter is a good time for becoming an apathetic monk.

I don't do "hanky" very well. Although I have been known to jerk M off onto a plate when he wants some and I don't and then make him lick it up. Amusement is better than sex at times.
 
Yeah, I think I was hankering for a hanky experience, but mostly in a non-sexual way...I've been getting offended if he wants to take advantage of me when I already feel like I'm being taken advantage of. Both of us were cocooned in our individual situations. Today after things calmed down some, we reconnected and it was like meeting all over again. Much improved situation, and thanks for asking, B.

First time I've really felt that happen. I wish we were both consistently of the sort to express frustration rather than implode with it. In retrospect, I'm concerned, though (or because?) I was blithely unaware of a problem other than mine at the time.

Netz, although I have nothing against M, I feel the urge to give you aggression to release upon him...

Is it Quint? No.

Is it the jalapenos from the queso I made earlier stinging like the unrelenting steel-tipped lashes of the Furies in my eyes? Yes.

Could it be Shakespearean? No.

Prosaic? No.

Consumptive? Yes.

Would you let it meet your parents? No.

Does a sore thumb really stick out? No.

Ahhh....my work here is done.
 
hi Quint,

Welcome back! But now Netzie has me worried if your postings aren't instances of more generalized sexual pathopsychology, rather than being primarily "BDSM." Are you referring at all to non-consensual violation, acts affecting your self worth, etc.? Do you think these place you outside the BDSM mainstream.

(This is not an evaluation, of course, just trying to see where you fit on the Netzachian map. [I have a feeling I'm in the hinterlands, or maybe under 'Vanilla Mountain.']

:p
 
Pure you clock in at me speculating that whether you prefer to beat or get beaten you could probably use one of whatever it is rather than theorizing about one.

You're more worried about Quint's psychopathologic possibilities than I am.

Quint, thanks, my aggressions were re-awoken by a small gaggle of lesbians this weekend. Sometimes variety is the spice of life. Although when one's pussy is de-comissioned for reasons I wont get into in the spirit of TMI, your agression tends to be a more catlike, deliberate, calculating and patient kind. I like it. Chastity belt for the Domme? Hm.

Edited to add I still don't see the damn pattern.
 
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All the hip kids are back..and speaking in riddles, inside jokes and gibberish! Just kidding: Carry on. It's good to see quint and the beebster back amongst the living.
 
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