SparksFly1

What a great post from a woman who GETS IT!

http://www.thefemininewoman.com/2010/03/surrendering-to-masculine-energy/

A dominant man knows that a woman will test him. She wants to see if he is able to handle her, in a confident, firm, strict yet loving, caring manner. So I welcome a "challenge" and I am happy to show you how I take action

This weekend I lost a great pal. A friend of 24 years passed away at age 55. He was a computer geek who loved music and cats and the NY Mets. Gone in a flash...

We are on this site trying to find a connection. Life is short. So keep on trying for joy while we are among the living.

You know how much I like music and here's one of those old tunes that I just happened to be listening to today (I popped in Dion's Bronx Blues CD) and I thought to post these lyrics on CM

People, don't you worry, I know what I'm doin'
I know what love's all about
Ah this little girl won't make a fool out of me
Because I'm gonna straighten her out


Ah this little girl is just about as mean as they come, she is now
She don't even act nice once in a while like some, oh yeah wo wo
Trouble is her middle name
But I'm glad that's the way she came
I can be the one to tame this little girl

Ah this little girl won't like me very much at first, she won't now
& after a while she's gonna think that I'm the worst, oh yeah
But I won't treat her with kid gloves
& I won't shower her with lots of love
But I'll make an angel of this little girl

Oh this little girl tries to make every man a slave, oh yeah
But this little man is gonna take her by the hand
& I'm gonna show her the way to behave

Ah this little girl is kinda used to gettin' her way, but no more now
There's gonna be some changes made startin' today, wo I said
Now everyone will be surprised
When I cut her down to size
& no one's gonna recognize my little girl, tell you again now

This little girl, I'm a man now
This little girl, I'll tell you again now

Taken by your ear to the Corner. You STAND there thinking about your naughty behavior.

How LONG will YOU STAND there, nose to the wall, hands behind your back?  Standing like a naughty little girl. FIVE MINUTES? TEN MINUTES? How long will you WAIT until you hear my voice. And then WHAT WILL HAPPEN????

Sometimes you come across a story that is wonderful and expresses my sentiments perfectly

She has been spanked to tears. Her eyes glisten as they break the banks of her eyelashes and course down her cheeks, her face contorted as her lips part wide, her will temporarily broken by the stern forces applied directly to her bright red bottom.


She cries because she can no longer contain herself. She can no longer control her response to the disciplinary pain. But her tears are not her own. Her tears are mine too. I have coaxed them forth and to me they are precious. They call on an ancient predatory instinct that demands total domination and just for a little while, we let that old shadow stalk around us, we dance with the darkness that lies within us both, a shadow thrown by the flickering flame of trust.


I can make her cry. I can make her shriek. I can slap those bouncing cheeks until her wailing echoes off the walls. Her tears are a sign of physical submission that runs below the skin. She has given herself up and her flesh is willing and pliant. It reddens for me. It weeps for me. Even her breath catches between each stroke as her body forgets itself and follows my bidding.


The barrier between us grows ever thinner, with each and every tear drop we draw closer, I in her, she in me.

Music is one of my passions...can you guess some of the others? :)