Alebeard

You will note that if you go to various chat rooms dedicated to BDSM that a bunch of pompous weenies with Master in their names tell you that bdsm is about respect, honor, nobility, chivalry and grace. They mostly expect all women are submissive and that strong and righteous men must lead them. These are basically the same morons who started the inquisition and can?t be trusted

BDSM is about paradox

Now, certainly this dynamic is individual and different for all, and my making proclamations about what is ?Real BDSM? should not be considered anything more then the opinion of one Dom who lets be honest can barely control the one slave he has due to his amazingly generous and smurf like nature. That said, of course everything I say should be considered to be the direct teachings of the divine at all times.

It is the fascination and worship of sexuality paired with the need and desire to degrade, destroy and abuse it. It is love and infinite kindness facing animal rage and violence. It is amazing self control and a steady hand paired with the need for complete abandon.

Greetings my peoples.
Break up's and relationships. Within the Empire breaks ups take on a
different meaning don't they?
Here you are enjoying a nice life with your wife and children, dog named
scooter and all that but something keeps nagging at you, your wifes
breasts, they are day after day unmarked with stripes, her pretty face
never knowing the cleansing wonder of tears wrung out of her by agony and
fear as you torture and laugh at her, her nearly virgin rear never
stretched and violated by strange men at the club as others jeer and point
with you collecting money standing to the side of her. And when you bring
up these romantic sweet ideas you are looked at with horror and called a
monster! Was Comrade Stalin a monster??!! was DeSade??!! Manson and
followers???!! Sigfried and Roy?!! I think not!!
No no, within the great paradox there is a call, one that like Heimdalls
horn we can not ignore, it is the  fever inside our blood, raw and vicious
it is as much a part of us as the desire to see George W. utterly
humiliated and destroyed
There comes a time when we have tried to live Vanilla, where we have tried
to purge the darkness, when indeed we have even thought that society would
be better off without people like us.
The times of the gladiator games are over, when roman slavegirls could be
bought as easily as a horse and beaten till your hearts content, where
blood and death awaited you for your entertainment, we have become far more
civil these days and we have school shootings, car jacking and martha
stewart to show for it, it is a dark dark time we live in my friends, a
dark time indeed
So, here you are looking at your wifes tits, which you can't hurt, her
pretty face, which you cant slap and every day you argue and bicker, with
no power exchange in place and you think to yourself, I need to hurt
someone, to terrorize the, to abuse and dominate them, to be a vicious
cruel and evil madman, what can you do?
well, you could go into government OR, you could explore the wonderful
world of BDSM, so because the government is currently run by a fraud who
got into the white house by bribing the supreme court with promises of
cushy jobs for their children in the new administration and you have an
ounce of honor left you choose BDSM, you make some munches, find a party or
two, pick up a couple hookers and beat them with extension cords until they
pass out, meet some folk, go to a party, sneak into a college dorm late at
night kidnapping a student and keeping her locked in your playroom for
months while you experiment on her body with electric shocks and cruelly
barbed whips, you go to coffee with some folk and slowly but surely you
find a community. You ask your wife to go, to meet people and to please
please stay away from the playroom and ignore the horrible sounds coming
from it, but she is just not that interested, what is one to do? do you
live a lie or do you divorce, coming out and proclaiming proudly, " I am a
BDSM American!!!!""

Alebeard
Your Guide to a better tommorow