I saw this written on a blog and thought it was very intense. i am not worthless but i like the separation between property and Owner that this sets out. This is just a thought but it is not absolute, I just like the way it was written in such an definining way. It is a concept to separate a Superior Woman from a man in an FLR
I am VERY much into things like dehumanization, animalization, and objectification. Why? Because when dominant people create a huge separation in worth and value between myself and themselves it draws out my naturally submissive instincts and makes me feel more willing to behave in a docile and compliant manner. In other words, make it perfectly clear to me, in no uncertain terms, that you view me as nothing more than the lowest and most insignificant creature that ever crawled out from under a rock and you will make me feel as though I should behave like just that very thing. Being told that I’m a creature of whose only worth is what She allows it to be, and that my very existence is meaningless, makes me feel inside as if my sense of pride, dignity, and self worth are slowly evaporating out of my brain. Tell me over and over again that I’m a filthy piece of subhuman trash that deserves to be ground into the dirt under the heel of your boot like an insect, that I’m a naked animal born to be dragged about at the end of your leash like a whipped dog, that I’m a stinking and disgusting pile of dung not worth the effort to spit on and you will put me in the mood to accept and tolerate almost any indignity, any perversion, and any torture you feel like inflicting on me.
I like being kept animalistically stark naked before the eyes of dominant's who maintain their own modesty and dignity by remaining fully clothed.
I like dominant people to behave as if they feel that they are living deities (an omnipotent Goddess) who rule the universe and who view me as just an animal to be sacrificed on the altar stone of the temple dedicated to their adoration.
I like being made to crawl on my belly, and drag my own nakedness through the dirt, behind dominant people so I can kiss every inch of hallowed ground that they bless with the touch of their sacred feet.
I like it when dominants view themselves as divine beings while they look down their noses at me and see me as an inferior life form wallowing in the mud and muck of the earth while they sit upon golden thrones of power in the clouds.
I like it when dominants order me to kowtow self debasingly before them and lavish their holy feet with worshipful licks and kisses while they lash away at me raised butt with a crop.
I like being told that I’m just a piece of brainless meat for them to devour, consume, chew up, and spit out into the garbage pale with the rest of the waste.
I like being told by dominants that I’m a disgusting and revolting thing in their eyes, that the sight of me makes them sick, that I’m as repulsive as a puddle of puke, and that my very existence is a grotesque abomination of nature.
I like it when dominants flaunt their supremacy and superiority in my face, cram it down my throat, and never pass up an opportunity to step on me and push my head into the slimey swamp waters of abject inferiority.
That is what arouses my submissiveness and makes it bubble up to the surface where you can almost see it coating my trembling flesh. If you want me to kneel for you, crawl for you, bend over for you, and obey you like a mindless pet then humiliate me, degrade me, devalue me, and debase me in the extreme and subject me to excessive dehumanization, animalization, and objectification. Those are the keys to unlocking my submissive masochism and the triggers that ignite my sexual desires. Strip me of every last vestige of my pride, dignity, self esteem, self respect, and humanity and what will be left of me will be something you can mold into exactly what you want
