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the formatting on the messaging system on this site makes every message read like it was sent from the concussion ward.  Why must they strip out all punctuation and parts of some words?  Seems like a poor choice for a site designed to facilitate communication and connection.

Have discovered how strong the feelings of submission can be from being penetrated anally.  Very drawn to learning more and deepening this experience no pun intended, but also very cautious regarding the potential for injury. 

erasure of doubt - first the doubt that one is safe, that the other is sane must be eliminated.  then once bare-bottomed and over the knee, the doubt that this is real and authentic is next to go..

 thoughtful, intelligent, authentic messages prioritizing real connection to the front it the line ! 

There is a kind of relationship where two people are equals or friends of a sort and then agree to play roles to satisfy each others' needs.  Then there is the kind of relationship where the roles are more authentic - they are part of the relationship rather than secondary and external to it.   The latter type of relationship fascinates me....  I suppose all relationships are a hybrid of both or on a continuum... 

Those who exhibit self-control are most suited to taking charge with others. It is a quality that naturally induces submission and obedience in others. 

Over His knee, you realize it isn't just the physical pain, the sting, that is so difficult to bear, it's the painful reality it reveals. Stripped of excuses, of rationalizations, unable to make it stop, you must confront the truth. This is deserved, proper, and His right and responsibility to do.
It may have been your conduct, your attitude, or even your simple ignorance of your station that brought you here, but it is pain and humiliation that will deliver you to where He knows you need to be.
There is no other way, this is completely necessary. No shortcuts, no excuses.

Answering a craigslist ad seeking housecleaning services brought me to his house for what he called an interview.  Made to stand in the middle of the room while he sat as his desk, I nervously answered his questions.  Themes of obedience, importance of respect, came up again and again.  Then the conversation turned to why I wanted the job, how badly I needed the money.   It was humiliating, but I felt compelled to answer.  Eventually he told me "listen to me very carefully, as I won't repeat myself.  I am going to leave the room for a minute. When I return, one of two things will have happened.  Either you will have left, and you will not be in my employ, or you will remain exactly where you stand, but your pants and underwear will be around your ankles, your arms crossed behind your back, and we will continue to discuss the conditions of your employment.