The Right Angles
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Posted:May 6, 2021 5:19 am
Last Updated:Apr 5, 2024 3:32 am 5742 Views
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We all try to show the best sides of ourselves. The right angles. The right light. It's not really a lie. It's real, but we leave out our worst in the beginning. We leave out the raw. The flaws. Imperfections. Maybe we just rather pretend for just a moment we are only good and only beautiful. Only light. That we don't have ugly moments. That somedays we aren't just a walking disaster trying to do life. Dark. Pretending we have wings and halos because often we do, but we hide the days our horns come out. We shush the fire because honestly how many can handle that heat from a stranger. How many would walk through flames with you unafraid to be burned?
~hereconciledheart
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Being Humble...
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Posted:May 5, 2021 5:29 am
Last Updated:May 17, 2021 5:26 am 5549 Views
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Too often I feel that humility is confused with meekness, it is not that at all. Humility is not the absence of strength, it is the confident knowledge that we lead best when we remain open to the wisdom the world has to share with us. One of the greatest traits I see in leaders, regardless of the realm, is humility, and the reason for this is obvious.
A great man knows that he does not get anywhere on his own, but rather that he stands on the shoulders of the giants of those who came before him. While he may draw upon his own experiences and accumulated knowledge, he remembers that it was only through the pain of failure that such knowledge was gained. He remains ever the student, open to the possibility that he may be wrong, or that others may know better than he.
It is because he has taken this attitude: one that values hearing over being heard; one that recognizes both his superior and inferior for the experience they can impart; and one that knows the value of not needing to always be right - that he has achieved greatness.
For men who aspire to dominance, humility is a strength. We grow in wisdom by listening to those who’ve come before us, by learning from their successes and their failures. We grow in esteem from our community and our submissives by listening to their thoughts, feelings, and opinions, and acknowledging their greatness, not our own. We grow in stature not by exalting ourselves, but by praising others, for we cannot be confused with looking down upon them when we busy ourselves with lifting them up.
The humble dominant is not weak, he is the one the weak seek to follow, for they can see his strength even in his silence.
~onceuponsirsstarrynight
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After A While.
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Posted:May 5, 2021 5:08 am
Last Updated:Mar 28, 2023 2:14 am 5633 Views
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After a while, you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul and you learn that love doesn't mean leaning and company doesn't always mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts and presents aren't promises and you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes ahead with the grace of a woman, not the grief of a .
And you learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
After a while, you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much so you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure you really are strong you really do have worth and you learn and you learn with every goodbye, you learn...
~Unknown
*reboot
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Counting
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Posted:May 3, 2021 5:02 am
Last Updated:Feb 22, 2024 2:08 am 5977 Views
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“Count aloud for me, sweetheart.”
“One, Master. Thank you.”
“Very good, pet. Don’t lose count, or we will need to start over at the beginning.”
A few dozen spanks later….
“What was that, angel? I can’t hear you when you sob like that…”
“Forty…forty-six, Master. Th-thank you.”
“Have you had enough, sweetheart?”
She pressed her cheek against his leg and tried to focus on his words. “I don’t know, Master.”
“Why not?” His hand lazily caressed the burning skin of her upturned ass, his hand on her back holding her still while the tears shook her body.
“Because…” She sniffled, blinking the tears away. “Because you decide when it’s enough, Master. Not me.”
“Good answer, angel. I see the lesson is finally sinking in.” He stroked her hair. “Keep counting. Let’s finish this set of fifty and then you can show me how good girls apologize. Yes?”
“Yes. Yes, Master.” She gasped when his hand struck her again, harder than before. “Forty-seven,” she whimpered. “Thank you.”
“That’s my girl,” he murmured and drew back his hand again.
~firefly-flashes
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It's All In The.....
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Posted:May 2, 2021 4:32 am
Last Updated:May 3, 2021 3:47 am 5866 Views
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Perhaps it is the simple act of waiting, or the brush of air that is to blame for the goosebumps, the slight shiver, that strange meltdown that begins in your head.
Time passes and this is surely the reason for the tremble in your thighs. The almost imperceptible straightening of your back, because of the time passing.
The arching in your hips, that shift, almost unnoticed, certainly involuntary. Feels almost like your ass is rising too. Because… well, you don’t know anymore because your head is melting down.
Why your nipples would rise and your breasts would swell, you couldn’t possibly say. But they just did. And now you’re chewing your lip, which you hate.
Every part of your body, so alive, and yet nothing is happening. Though your fingers are grasping at air and your toes seem to be curling for no apparent reason.
And this simple act of waiting doesn’t stop there, it seems to be traveling through you and causing a clenching in your core, heat throbbing between your legs.
Every part of you now ripe and ready, because you were waiting. Every part of you presented, just the way he likes it. Waiting.
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©words: cat / be-pleasing-always
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Tied Up And Twisted.
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Posted:May 1, 2021 4:54 am
Last Updated:Apr 11, 2024 8:00 am 6295 Views
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The bliss she felt when he tied her was like nothing else. The euphoric feeling she felt lying there washed over her entire body, her mind slowly letting go of all her concerns, the anxiety, and the stress of the day-to-day exiting. She closed her eyes and entered the blissful space only he could take her, that only he knew how to put her in. It was why she was drawn to him, why she succumbed to him, why she was his.
Seconds later she felt him, the trail of fingertips on her back, his hands gently consuming her, his lips on her neck, her ear lobe, her lips. His words would fill her ears, her body would react to him like no one else, his torso on hers, their limbs slowly entangling with each other, the joy of two people becoming one, never becoming rote, always special and new, each encounter more intoxicating than the last. When they were together, there was nothing else, the cacophony of the world silenced, the noise of love filling their ears.
~art-of-domination
*Archive
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~Saturday Sway
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Posted:May 1, 2021 3:36 am
Last Updated:Feb 24, 2023 5:15 am 5695 Views
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* Crucify Your MInd ~ Rodriquez ~ Cold Fact * Drive All Night ~ Bruce Springsteen ~ The River * Lay Lady Lay ~ Pete Yorn ~ Pete Yorn Sings The Classics * La Mer ~ Charles Trenet ~ Disque D'or * Aint No Rest For The Wicked~ Cage The Elephant ~ Cage The Elephant * Oh ~ Dave Matthews Band ~ Some Devil * Nothings Gonna Hurt You Baby~ Donna Missel ~Promising Young Woman Soundtrack * Changes ~ Black Sabbath ~ We Sold Our Souls For Rock & Roll * The First Taste~ Fiona Apple ~ Tidal. * Spill THe Wine ~ War ~ Anthology 1970-1974
"The First Taste"
I lie in an early bed thinking late thoughts Waiting for the black to replace my blue I do not struggle in your web Because it was my aim to get caught
But daddy long legs I feel that I'm finally growing weary Of waiting to be consumed by you
Give me the first taste Let it begin Heaven cannot wait forever Darling, just start the chase I'll let you win But you must make the endeavor
Oh, your love gives me a heart contusion Adagio breezes fill my skin with sudden red Your hungry flirt borders intrusion I'm building memories on things we have not said
Full is not heavy as empty Not nearly my love Not nearly my love Not nearly
Give me the first taste Let it begin Heaven cannot wait forever Darling, just start the chase I'll let you win But you must make the endeavor
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A Physical Necessity
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Posted:Apr 29, 2021 5:12 am
Last Updated:Mar 13, 2023 1:49 am 6162 Views
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“The smell of her hair, the taste of her mouth, the feeling of her skin seemed to have gotten inside of him, or into the air all around him. She had become a physical necessity.”
- George Orwell, 1984
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Determination
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Posted:Apr 28, 2021 3:56 am
Last Updated:Jan 18, 2024 12:50 am 6362 Views
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Submission, and Dominance for that matter, while inbred, don’t come naturally. Now don’t mistake my meaning here, I believe submissives and Dominants are born this way, as much as people are born with blue eyes or brown. The innate desire to lead, or to follow, is not a choice, but the acts of submission and dominance are not innate, they are learned.
Take sex, for example, you can know that you want it, that it is something you need in your life, but learning to have fulfilling sex is a journey, not a single act. And so it is for D/s. You can take a submissive or a Dominant as your own, but that doesn’t complete your journey any more than losing your virginity makes you a master of sex. There is always more to learn.
And you know what? It’s not fucking easy. You’re going to screw up. Probably a lot. You’ll hurt the person you love and it’s going to be soul-crushing. They’re going to hurt you too, and you’ll probably be blindsided. You’ll learn and grow, and if you’re anything like me, sometimes you’ll look at the trail of mistakes behind you and you’ll wonder if maybe you aren’t meant for this after all. That maybe you aren’t really submissive because you seem to fail a lot, or that maybe you aren’t really a Dominant because you seem to hurt your sub even when it’s the last thing you want.
But here’s the thing… Dominance and submission are innate desires, but learning to fulfill those desires takes work. Learning to serve your partner, fulfill their needs, and make sure that your own are met, requires determination and effort. Wanting something, truly deeply wanting it, even needing it, doesn’t mean you know how to get it.
You have to be willing to pick yourself back up when you fall. It doesn’t mean you weren’t made for this. It doesn’t mean you aren’t a ‘true’ submissive or a Dominant. It means that if you want it badly enough, you’ll muster the strength to learn.
~pleasurewhore
Image By: Craig Morey
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