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So, I have been thinking about these sites and how they are destroying what it really means to be a kinky person and a person who was born into this and have decided that I am not going to take part in the destruction of something that is very real and as sacred to me as some people's religion is to them. I am going to speak out and voice my opinion and call a spade a spade.
If you didn't know that you were a Dominant or a Submissive, or at least very kinky by early puberty or before then it doesn't just happen when you turn 35, or 50, or whenever. I have known most of my life that this is what I am. It was even before I knew what sex was or about sex that the desire to exchange power was very strong in me. This doesn't mean that you can't be older and, as gays put it, "come out." What it means is that you have to have known. I have seen people who suppressed their desires later come to realize what they were, but this is the exception, rather than the rule. My desire to be kinky has been with me very early on, and it carried over into my vanilla relationships and gave me some amount of shame, which is why I actively went out and looked for people like myself, to prove to myself that it was normal and that it was a choice to be kinky.
The lifestyle and kinkiness is also not about the heterosexual who has always been told that they should be in control and have conformed to the roles that society dictated for them. If it was then it would simply be about sex, once again. The desire to be controlled, or to be in control can be a sexy thing, but it is not the core thought process of a kinky person AT ALL. There is also the sexually promiscuous person who is willing to try anything for the thrill.
The sexually promiscuous person is not necessarily a Dominant or submissive person, although they can make good subs, because they are fun to punish ;-)
I can't believe the amount of times I have heard the same crap over and over come out of peoples mouths, like they are rehearsing the rules of the lifestyle from they read on the Internet. People who have studied the Internet and chat rooms to find out about BDSM are turning into the people that we see going to AA meetings with their slogans and rhetoric.
Having said my piece about the Internet and its spoils of the lifestyle and BDSM, I must also admit that the Internet CAN BE a place where, if you are truly a Dominant, or submissive, that you can go to explore. This exploration should have begun with the initial desire to find people like yourself, not brought on by stumbling across some people in a chat room who told you all about it, or by a need to have sex, popularity, or friends.
I have much more to say on this subject, but I am done rambling for now.
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Male Doms who feel they have to bash me in emails-
Do not bother to email me to say how I piss you off, or other such character bashing. It is very childish and I will not respond.
My advice is to get a life, a real one. I am not an online Domme. I do not hide behind the computer screen sending random people hateful emails to make myself feel better and neither should you, as it is a sign of social disorders and low self esteem.
Peace Out!
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Pets Day Out I instructed my pet, sparky,
to arrive at my house at 8 a.m. He sent me a text message at 8 o'clock on the
dot. I was still sleeping. I sent my pet to get me coffee at Starbucks and told
him to park the car when he got back, put the coffee in the front, leave the
keys in the ignition and crawl in the back seat.
I got into his black Mitsubishi spyder and noticed he had also relinquished his
cell phone and wallet. I greeted him and he said he wanted me to have the items
in case I was in need of them. I petted his head and said good boy.
I drove along the highway making some small talk with my pet and thinking about
the morning ahead. I had forgotten his leash, so we headed to the nearest town
and went inside a Farm store and purchased one. My pet had on a large studded
black collar and was quite the spectacle in this small conservative town.
I got back in the car where I had sent him. He was on all fours in the back
seat. I took out a bowl and put some water in it and told him to drink it. He
lapped it up like a good puppy.
We drove out to a State Park where I purchased something with the cash in his wallet and
sent him off to find a map. I let my pet read the map while I drove to some walking
trails. Once we reached the walking trails I took out his leash and put it on him and we took
off walking. I was enjoying the views and making some small talk when I became
tired of hearing him speak after all dogs do not talk. I threw his ball
around for him and he ran and fetched it and came back to present it to me. I
stopped at one point and looked at the view as pet got to his knees and rubbed
his face and mouth against my calf. He is such a playful pup! I threw his
ball some more and watched as he got all sweaty and dirty from the damp ground.
I instructed him to get down on all fours and pose for a picture with his new
football in his mouth.
As we headed back I continued talking, but left the football in his mouth, so
that he could not form words. I pulled the leash tighter and forced his head
down, so that he was forced to be lead without seeing what was ahead.
We came to a clearing with a picnic table. I threw his football some more and
then told him to get down. He got down on the ground and then I told him to get
under the table where he belonged. I sat and enjoyed the day for a long while my
dirty puppy laid on the ground under the table in the grass and dirt. After
some time I acknowledged him and he crawled nearer to lick my ankle. I allowed
him to nuzzle and lick for a few moments and then told him enough and to get
back down.
I stood up finally and poured a bowl of water for him and told him to crawl out
and take a drink. He lapped the water and drank every drop of it.
I pulled the leash and led him back to the car where I made him get inside. He
had his yellow toy in his mouth and was on all fours. I walked around outside
to smoke and left him waiting for me.
I got back in the car and started driving. My pet suggested that I put the top
down on his convertible, which I did. I love when my pets have such good ideas
to please me. I drove along enjoying the scenery and feeling the perfect 78
degree air outside.
I drove back on the highway after putting the top back down and listened to
some music. I was telling my pet how I may take his car for my own and make him
drive something else.
I drove to my house and left my pet there in the parking lot to make his way
home after rubbing his head and scratching him behind the ears. He thanked me
for paying attention to him and for walking him.
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Exerpts from the discussion of Taoist views on the nature of men and women.
"The male belongs to Yang. Yang's
nature is such that the male is easily aroused but also quick to retreat.
The female belongs to Yin. Yin's nature is such that the female is slow to be aroused and
also slow to be satiated."
Throughout the animal and insect world, nature
has fashioned the female as a superior specimen uniquely equipped for the survival and
propagation of the species.
..Only humans (and a few higher primates such as
orangutans) engage in sexual intercourse all year long, day and night, in any season or
weather, and only humans do it primarily for pleasure rather than procreation. Yet the
human male, despite his inflated ego, is subject to the same inherent limitations that
nature has imposed on his gender in all species.
..'Macho' men simply cannot face the fact that
women are sexually superior, nor do they dare admit the realities of their own inherent
sexual weakness.
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