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Posted:Sep 29, 2020 4:54 am
Last Updated:Jun 4, 2023 1:23 am 5583 Views
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“Fucking is an art. The mere fact of introducing the cock in the cunt and moving it in and out until the ejaculation of spunk is not art. True, it is fucking, but the difference between that way of doing it and the way it should be done is like the difference between a 's first drawing and a picture by the world's greatest painter.”
― Anaïs Nin, *Archive
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Submission
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Posted:Sep 29, 2020 4:29 am
Last Updated:Sep 30, 2020 9:11 am 4437 Views
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Some claim that submission is born of weakness but they are wrong—it is born of remarkable strength, the strength to fully give oneself to another. Seeking to serve and please comes from a reservoir of love, desire, self-awareness, and personal sacrifice. The weak do not and cannot possess these traits and thus have little of value to give. The greater her personal strength and will, the greater the gift of her submission. It is this that I long for and value above all else.
Caption © For The Love of a Submissive
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~Sunday Sway ~ (Life Itself)
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Posted:Sep 27, 2020 6:07 am
Last Updated:Feb 13, 2022 2:49 am 5358 Views
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* The Funeral ~ Band Of Horses ~ Everything All The Time * Little Giant ~ Roo Panes ~ Little Giant * Love Sick ~ Bob Dyan ~ Time Out Of Mind * Standing In Doorway ~ Bob Dylan ~ Time Out Of Mind * Not Dark Yet ~ Bob Dylan ~ Time Out Of Mind * Trying To Get To Heaven ~ Bob Dylan ~ Time Out Of Mind * Make You Feel My Love ~ Bob Dylan ~ Time Out Of Mind * Million Miles ~ Bob Dylan ~ Time Out Of Mind * D.A.N.C.E. ~ Justice ~ Justice * You Never Can Tell ~ Chuck Berry ~ St., Louis, To Liverpool * I'll Just Fall ~ Lucero ~ Live From Atlanta * To Be With You~ Mr. Big ~ Lean Into It
~Love Sick ~Bob Dylan
I’m walking through streets that are dead Walking, walking with you in my head My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired And the clouds are weeping
Did I hear someone tell a lie? Did I hear someone’s distant cry? You thrilled me to my heart, then you ripped it all apart You went through my pockets when I was sleeping
I’m sick of love…but I’m in the thick of it This kind of love…I’m so sick of it
I see lovers in the meadow I see silhouettes in the window I watch them ’til they’re gone and they leave me hanging on To a shadow
I’m sick of love…I hear the clock tick This kind of love…I’m lovesick
Sometimes the silence can be like the thunder Sometimes I feel like I’m being plowed under Could you ever be true? I think of you And I wonder
I’m sick of love…I wish I’d never met you I’m sick of love…I’m trying to forget you
Just don’t know what to do I’d give anything to be with you
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Giving Versus Taking - A Dom’s Eye View
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Posted:Sep 26, 2020 2:06 am
Last Updated:May 11, 2023 3:31 am 5846 Views
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I have been mulling over why D/s relationships work so well for some, serving as the most powerful and soaring bond a couple can enjoy, while for others it proves to be a complete disaster leaving the participants cold and sometimes deeply emotionally scarred and hurt. There are as many reasons why relationships work or fail as there are people in them, but one common thread emerges that I think is worthy of examination.
It seems to be the nature of the human condition that as individuals we tend to be self-centered beings. From an emotional standpoint, we often believe that the world revolves around each of us respectively. Naturally, this cannot possibly be the case, nor should it be, but it seems to be our human default position, one that leads to a very common and natural perception of our interaction with other people from a “what’s in it for me?” point of view. Obviously, if we all operate from the assumption that we are first and foremost out to get something for ourselves, then our relationships with other people are not only going to be poor but frankly impossible.
The illusion of the power exchange is that a submissive is all about giving to the Dom while the Dom is all about taking from the submissive. That is, after all, an outward hallmark of Dominance and submission. But there is a significant difference between the overt signs of power exchange and the underlying D/s relationship that supports it. Where I see people getting into trouble most is when they actually believe that the relationship itself is founded on the imbalance of power it outwardly portrays.
I fear, for example, that many men are attracted to BDSM for the very reason that it outwardly portrays something they lack, the ability to control. BDSM outwardly looks to be the embodiment of the sophomoric fantasy nearly every boy has of having the girlfriend he always wanted, doing the things he always wanted, in exactly the ways he always wanted. Oh, and with all that he also gets to take out his frustrations on her at his whim, thrashing her and toying with her until she pleads that she will do whatever he wants, just please stop. Ugh!
OK, so that is indeed a fun fantasy, I admit it. And in fact, to some degree is one that I live out from time to time with my Muse. But it is purely a fantasy; it is not the basis of a D/s relationship, not at all. If the sum total of my involvement in my D/s relationship were to continually take what I want, how I want, when I want, my submissive would in no way feel a desire to submit. She would feel used, abused, and taken advantage of. She would quickly retract her submission and walk away. Likely, she would never have given it in the first place. So, if D/s is not about giving by a submissive and taking by a Dom, what is it?
It is about giving. Period.
A submissive has a natural tendency to want to please their partner and make them feel good. But when this innate sense of giving is granted to a partner who tends toward self-centered behavior, taking everything the submissive gives and demanding more, it leads to a sense of frustration and eventually a feeling of being used and even abused. Early in the relationship, this lack of reciprocity is often overlooked in the euphoric high of romantic love. But in time, the submissive will eventually feel that they have become a doormat and highly resent it. But this is not because of her submission and sense of giving are wrong, but because it is granted to the wrong type of person under the wrong terms. From the perspective of that submissive’s self-centered partner, they have simply taken what was offered and it has become an expectation. Regardless, the mix is toxic.
In a D/s relationship a Dom does a tremendous amount of giving to earn and warrant submission. The key is that submission is not “taken from” a submissive but rather is received. A submissive “gives” her submission, it is not “taken” from her. A submissive that has previously been in relationships where there was an imbalance of giving versus taking might well have developed a genuine resentment toward pleasing their partner. Yet, when exposed to a healthy D/s relationship with a Dom who gives equally and without reservation, will find that many of the things they felt were taken from them and over which they felt resentful will suddenly become highly desirable. They will feel a magnetic pull toward their Dom and a desire to please and be pleasing in ways they often previously resented or even avoided. This is a shock when it is first experienced and a submissive can often be surprised by the extent to which they crave to please in ways that had previously been anathema to them.
So why is this?
In my opinion, it is because within a healthy D/s relationship a submissive feels highly valued, appreciated, acknowledged, and loved. Ultimately what a good and successful Dom does most is to work tirelessly to be worthy of submission. That means not so much walking about with an air of superiority, authority, and swagger, but rather being diligent in their efforts to be the best and most complete person they can be. That means being in control of their own lives, being successful at what they do, making the effort to master something, being kind and charitable to others, being in touch with their own feelings and willing to communicate them, being humble, and showing empathy for others, and finally focusing all of these traits with a single-minded purpose for the betterment of the relationship. This takes a lot of work and a tremendous amount of giving on the part of a Dom.
A good and competent Dom spends a great deal of time building up the self-esteem and self-worth of their submissive. A Dom gives of themselves tirelessly toward the happiness, self-awareness, self-acceptance, and love of a submissive. A Dom in a D/s relationship makes a submissive feel safe, protected, cherished, valued, needed, and loved. A Dom shows great appreciation for the gifts a submissive gives. This does not just happen. It takes effort, continual work to create and maintain an atmosphere and environment that fosters ever-greater depths of submission. Ultimately all of this giving and acceptance creates a trust bond unlike any other. It creates the sacred space in which submission can be granted and received unreservedly and is largely responsible for the indescribable bond so often referred to by partners in healthy and loving D/s relationships.
All of this exists not because of what a Dominant feels they can take from the relationship, but rather because of a desire to give to the relationship and uplift the submissive they so cherish in every possible way. That is pure giving, and giving is what it takes to be a good Dom.
A D/s relationship is based on equals coming together to engage in a consensual power exchange of agreed to strength and limits. While the power exchange by its very nature implies a significant imbalance between the partners, it is negotiated and originated by equals. This means that for the relationship to be successful giving must be done in equal measure by both the submissive and the Dominant.
Is there give and take in a D/s relationship? Of course. But at the heart of it, the power and depth of emotion felt in a healthy and loving D/s relationship stems from the fact that it is ultimately one of the most consciously giving relationships I know of. I personally give more time, energy, emotion, and effort to my D/s relationship with my Muse than any other. The results speak for themselves.
#FTLOAS
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All Mine
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Posted:Sep 25, 2020 3:49 am
Last Updated:Sep 27, 2020 3:46 am 7857 Views
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Yes, I’m possessive. Sue me.
Yes, I’m a bit competitive. Consider it as a character flaw.
I was the sitting in the back of the classroom plotting how to beat the bell curve.
I was the player who obsessively checked that each teammate knew exactly what they needed to do to beat the team on Saturday.
It’s not a good thing. It’s not a bad thing. It’s just me. Sorry, but I actually gave up on apologizing for this part of me a decade or so ago.
And then you came along.
Your hair? Your long, beautiful, stunning hair. When it’s coiled on top of your head. Or flowing halfway down your back. That is mine.
The smooth curve of your buttocks and the smell of your skin as my lips slide around the bottom of your hip? Let the other guys stand in line. Preferably outside the room, and quietly.
That desperate plea, when you cry my name, when you are on the very edge, about to tumble into nothingness, into everything? No one else can hear that. I want that to myself.
That laugh? Not the fake one, or the polite one. I mean the deep belly laugh. The one where tears come out and you bend over and squeeze your legs together so you don’t pee. Reserve that for only me.
I know. The optics are bad. It’s the era of #metoo. Women’s lib. Tolerance and politically correct, collaborative stuff. I’m good with all that. Really, I am. I’m on version 2.0 or 3.0 of myself. I’m tolerant. I just don’t share nicely with others. At least not when it comes to you.
But that was the easy part. That was the comfortable part. What about the rest? What about all the rest? All the rest of you.
I want your sad days.
I want the gray hairs you curse and ruthlessly eradicate.
I want your dirty floors.
I want your insecurities.
And your fears.
I want your crazy family.
I want your heaviest grocery bags.
I want your workload and your exhausted collapse at the end of it.
I want your too much, and you're not enough.
And your interrupting goddam phone.
I want all of those things. They are mine too. Voraciously, existentially, primally mine. I cannot take them. Or at least I choose not to. You must give them to me. That’s the only way it will work for me.
Give those to me. Give yourself to me. All of you. I need the entire river of your heart. The broadest tributaries, and the deepest canyons. In my weakest, most jealous of moments, I will find peace in the thought that you give me the most secret pieces you hide from everyone else.
~myhandsinherhair
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~Reading
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Posted:Sep 24, 2020 4:50 am
Last Updated:Jul 24, 2023 12:02 pm 6842 Views
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The words of a Muse
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Posted:Sep 24, 2020 4:09 am
Last Updated:Jun 4, 2023 1:24 am 6174 Views
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It is about baring myself before Him; allowing Him to open me up and peer inside without fear of reproach or rejection. Being vulnerable, small, and yes, even weak. All of this and more I bare before Him, body, mind, and spirit. And in the end, He sees me as stronger for it.”
~The words of a Muse
~ For The Love of a Submissive
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~Lava
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Posted:Sep 23, 2020 4:24 am
Last Updated:Nov 4, 2021 11:56 am 6916 Views
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