To Be or Not to Be - That is the Question
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Posted:Dec 29, 2019 6:34 am
Last Updated:Feb 11, 2024 11:19 am 6868 Views
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Arathorne's Rule "Honor each Trust that is placed in you and Value the Gift of Submission.
Know that you play with a human being, a living creature with needs and desires, strengths, fears and frailties. Do not DARE to present yourself in any light other than that of truth. Never lose sight of your responsibility in this. Live in the awareness that you exercise control over another person's life; not a "lesser" person's life, an "other" person's life.
If you would call yourself "Master" before anyone else confers this upon you, you are either a fool or a thief.. Or both. A fool in that you mistake the echo of your emptiness for resonance. A thief in that you take a piece of life from those around you, unearned, and are both unwilling and unable to return it.
It is a powerful thing that we do. A beautiful thing when done well."
So many post on the subject of being called "Master". I have heard many times that there is no way one can become a complete master within their lifetime. Some say that there is no way they will ever truly be a master because then they would have known all there is to know about BDSM. The definition states that usage of "Master" in most BDSM environs does not imply any specific expertise, abilities or formal training. To successfully maintain a master/slave relationship takes abilities and skills beyond or apart from average relationship skills.
I am titled a master hair colorist and designer, but even after 29 years of doing what I do, I still have more I can learn and do with my trade. While teaching other colorists and during class, I usually bring up the importance of continuing education, because when we think we know everything our careers and lives flat line. There is no one who knows it all, and no one is perfect. However a master knows where rules can be broken and where they can’t. They are confident and not cocky because they know what it takes and usually get whatever their task is, done without much ado. Perfecting one’s techniques and how it is done are only two facets to classes I take even though I am a master designer.
Let’s take a look at what "to master" something really is defined as: Master~ One that has control over another or others.
I would have to add that one can have all the knowledge of the world on this subject or that subject, can be adept at whatever torturous devices - But to have control over himself/herself first and foremost? It is a rare occurrence to run into such a treasure.
The age or years of experience in BDSM has little to do with this control. There is a master whom I respect and know personally, and is in his mid 20’s. He was raised in a leather family, and has turned into a most responsible, devoted, and loving master to his slave. She has many years experience and is in her 40’s, however she is very happy and content under his ownership. Maturity levels can have the littlest to do with actual age. A D/s relationship requires more work and thought than a vanilla relationship overall, but the thing is….it requires both sides to put in that much effort.
I think that it matters not what you wish to be called in the grand scheme of things. However, as a former slave, I would no more look to someone who doesn’t have control over their own life and doesn’t respect themselves. For there can be no ownership that is healthy with anyone who doesn’t have these basic characteristics met.
So tell me, do you have control of yourself before you have control of another? Or are you just winging it?
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Two Sides of the Coin
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Posted:Dec 27, 2019 4:39 am
Last Updated:Apr 25, 2024 6:55 pm 12097 Views
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I am a submissive woman look through my eyes and see who I really am .I am strong, independent, bright, witty, beautiful, and a lot like you. Can you see it? Do you understand it? Come with me and I'll show you the things I see .
I am sometimes an enigma, Sometimes an oxymoron of what the world perceives me t.o be. My strength comes from inside me, it has always been there. I've used it for many things and I still use it when I need t.o . I've used it t.o survive all of life's tragedies and dilemmas.
I've been the silent worrier. The one who wants t.o make others happy, A friend t.o those she has just met. I am the teacher t.o those I sometimes don't have answers but will diligently search to find them. I am a nurse when someone is sick An ego builder when others need that boost. Strength? Can there be anyone w.ho has more strength then I do, the submissive woman?
I am independent in a sense. I can care for my own life. I am a survivor as well. I somehow find it within myself t.o deal with life's everyday problems even when I want t.o curl u.p and hide. I work and make decisions a.ll by myself. My body functions by itself, Not for just anyone's whims or wants.
I clean, I write, I think, I can orgasm by myself and solve almost any problem by myself. I am a bright and intelligent person. My education comes from books, life's events and from those around me. I thirst learn, t.o become smarter. I know how t.o repair things, not any knowledge that I've studied from a book, but ju.st common sense. I've learned t.o be patient and use my brain t.o figure o.ut problems . I can even put things together designed to drive the sane, insane.
I can look into someone's eyes and see their pain and their happiness. I am a chameleon. My intelligence takes me to that place and sees what it feels like without actually being there. My intelligence gives me good perception and I use that gift.
I am witty. I love to laugh, and I love to make you smile. My wit is my greatest asset, for when I lose sight of how lucky I am, I use it to help me get back to a place where I can laugh at myself and with others. I use it to see how silly my problems seem sometimes compared to others problems. How small I am in the scheme of life and the world.
Laughing is what I love to do. My wit is sometimes sharp and stingy. It is sometimes soft and gentle. It is always there for me after I've been hurt or mislead. It is always there after the tears have eased and the pain has started to subside.
I am beautiful. This one is hard for me sometimes to see, myself. It's deep inside of me like a flower tightly in bud. It's in my soul and my heart. I am also beautiful on the outside, because I am me. If I ever think of myself as not being beautiful on the outside all I have to do is look at my hands. Watch their movement, their grace. I have all my muscles, my fingers and toes. That has to be beauty, right? But I also realize that if I lost any or all of these things That my true beauty is not measured by what I look like on the outside, But how I act and how I treat others. It's what I am on the inside that matters always.
I am a lot like you. You are a Dominant and I am a submissive. sides of the coin. So different, yet part of a whole. Can a coin exist without sides? Of course not, it is nothing
I am nothing without you and you are the same without me . We make each other what we are. You are strong and I love when I am able t.o give my strength t.o you and allow you the power t.o become even stronger. You are independent, as am I, but I live t.o become dependent on you. I give y.ou my burden of being forced t.o make decisions that I want no part of. Decisions that you thrive on making, whatever you feel is right, Knowing that you won't take advantage of your power but use it t.o nourish my gift. I don'tneed your every second ,I just need your voice. You verify m.e in my decision making and my independence. You are there to talk about something I know is right but I just need another voice t.o tell me so.
You are witty, when I am upset or depressed. You become my strength and teach me t.o realize that laughter is the best medicine. You use your wit let t.o let me know that you love and cherish me more then anything; even when I may not want to listen to the voice behind the wit. You remind me to laugh at myself sometimes, see how silly things are that bother me. Your wit feeds mine and together we can make the world laugh and relax.
You are beautiful. Your large hand gently stroking my arm, Your tall frame above me, looking into my eyes, smiling at me. What is more beautiful than that? Snuggling with you at night, listening to you breathe, Feeling your body next to mine is all beauty. Your mind , your hands, your heart, and your soul abound with beauty, dignity, and experience.
You never ask me to give up what I have, You don't take it like a thief in the night, Robbing me of the essence of my being. I give you what I am because of my need to give it, not because I want to or have to. I give you my strength to nurture, my independence to guide, My intelligence to make us smarter, my wit to make you laugh when you need to laugh and relax And my beauty, because you are the one to see it, even when I don't.
You are a Dominant. I am a submissive. We complete the circle. Like a perfectly round object with no beginning or end. You don't take over who I am, nor I you.
We become a part of the whole, breathing life into the other.
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My Little Orgasmic Pony
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Posted:Dec 26, 2019 8:22 pm
Last Updated:Aug 18, 2023 3:46 pm 8141 Views
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When I was 5 years old, I had my first sexual experience on the trusty rocking . Apparently, I would rock on that pretty painted until my eyes would glaze over.I can remember thinking it felt so damn good, but I don't remember the actual moment. They said they began to wonder why I was spending so much time on that 
It got me wondering, how many girls get their first orgasm that way?..
And if it wasn't on a , rocking your little heart out, then where was it and how?
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Sapiosexual
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Posted:Dec 25, 2019 10:20 pm
Last Updated:Nov 18, 2023 10:34 pm 8324 Views
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Give me a dose of your mental acumen and you make me aroused
When I see your wheels turning, the intensity of your focus ignites my fire
Your knowledge fuels my self induced mind fucks
It isn't the haircut you sport or the shape of your biceps that do it for me
If you were as dumb as a box of rocks , I'd likely walk on
Your brain gives me the best fucks of my life
Quote off your memory with accuracy and my clit throbs as I listen
Pluck out 5 syllable words so I have to look them up in the dictionary
Your mind makes me your fuckdoll and quivering slut
Engage me in political discourse with piercing insight,
Show me how I am wrong and then fuck me like a dirty
Your mental aerobics challenge me into pure sexual energy
Take me to the theater so I can suck you off on the way home
After the art showing, your finger makes me squirt all over the cab seat
Your intellect is my aphrodisiac reducing me to your sapiosexual
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Ecstasy in E Minor
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Posted:Dec 25, 2019 10:16 pm
Last Updated:Mar 29, 2024 8:11 pm 11432 Views
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I am your instrument
Use me, abuse me.
Pluck the strings that hold my very soul
Tell me of my beauty,
Tell me about the sparkle in my dark damp eyes.
Play me me like a piano,
Pound the chords,
Make me tell you what you want to hear.
The words shall ooze from my pink ready lips,
And I will whisper your melody into your ear.
Share with me your passion,
Your hate, your love.
Inflict your lyric and I shall sing you a song....
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