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The D/s lifestyle is quite broad, encompassing many different elements and is expressed differently by each person participating. We understand that in the realm of adult, consensual sexual expression there are no rights or wrongs, merely a continuum of preferences and levels of intensities. As individual an experience as D/s can be, there are common threads, terms and practices. We can all learn from one another, gain insight, learn tips and tricks found effective by others in this lifestyle.
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Master No More
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Posted:Aug 11, 2006 10:25 am
Last Updated:Aug 16, 2006 11:08 pm
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Master No More
Author: SirWolfr1 ©
Used With Author's Permission
As the Master of the House entered the room
He saw what was not there
Her clothes, her books, her private things...
Even the walls were bare.
No submissive greeting did call to him,
No lowered eyes or bended knee
No offered breasts or upturned ass
Those things he never again would see
The one thing his eye did fall upon
Had been left there for him to find
An envelope and folded note
That had been left behind.
He opened up the letter there
To read what he knew it would say
And looked once more upon her tiny hand written
words In the light of the ending day.
"When we first met there in that chat room
Your words were honey sweet
They flowed into my heart and soul
Like a freezing who has been given heat.
You learned all there was to know about me
While I knew nothing of you
You brushed off my questions, called them
unseemly and crass And implied that I was rude.
And soon did I fall under your spell
As potent as any a wizard could weave
I turned my back upon career, family and friends All of them I did leave.
To come and kneel before you
To serve you as your slave.
To answer the dark voices so deep within my soul To seek out the Life that I did crave.
For you did I suffer the torments of the Damned
And often more than that as well
To be worthy of the collar you had placed upon my neck But, you have not proven
to be worth this sort of hell.
You have tormented me with cane and oar
For your amusement did I suffer the paddle, the flogger and crop
But where once I found honor in serving you
I now know that this must stop.
Last night was the final straw
As my pleas for mercy fell upon deaf ears
I saw you rejoice at the sight of my battered and bleeding flesh And drank deeply of my tears
I shall no longer live this way,
You who call yourself a Lord
My journey continues alone this day
This dark river shall i forget."
The Master opened the envelope
And found within the collar. He knew he would.
With tight clenched fists and bright red eyes
Long in the empty room he stood.
Then with a sigh he turned to leave
And unto his computer go
A new screen name...a new profile
And then he chuckled low
He felt in his heart no great loss
There were many more on line
Lonely, begging, needing subs
He knew quite well their kind.
And once again the hunt was on,
That all begins on line.
The sweet flowing words, the velvet touch
Bind later the body, but first, the mind.
To use them well then use them up
And then to cast them in his wake
He knew the collar would soon be filled
As he logged on, and leaned back to wait.
He waits there still, even now, on line
The innocent IM cast forth as bait
To find his victim and lure her in
Unto a honeyed, bitter fate
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A beer for Lenny -- not the one on "The Simpsons"
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Posted:Aug 4, 2006 8:43 am
Last Updated:Aug 11, 2006 10:19 am
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Ok, so today I'm feeling just a little bit insane...and ran across a couple of things whilst surfing the net during the night... The first item was a news item posted just a few hours ago on reuters, that I found not only TFF but also ironic...I will explain the irony part after you read the article>>>
A beer for Lenny -- not the one on "The Simpsons" By Daniel Trotta
2 hours, 42 minutes ago(The time now is 12:30 PM)
The California beermaker who brought the world He'brew, Miraculous Jewbilation and Genesis Ale has come up with a new brew commemorating the late Jewish comedian Lenny Bruce on the 40th anniversary of his death.
Bittersweet Lenny's R.I.P.A. has hit more than 1,000 stores in 25 states in a tribute to Bruce, the ground-breaking comic and social critic who died on August 3, 1966, at age 40.
The beer is made with "obscene amounts of malts and hops," says a statement from Shmaltz Brewing Co., in reference to Bruce's arrests for obscenity in his standup act.
A rye India pale ale, or R.I.P.A., it packs a punch with 10 percent alcohol.
"It's completely outrageous in terms of actual beer style to go along with his sensibility," said Jeremy Cowan, the brains behind the Jew brews.
Cowan said the inspiration for a tribute to Bruce came from his Jewish grandmother, who told of going with his grandfather to see Bruce perform at San Francisco strip clubs.
The San Francisco brewer, who lives part of the year in Brooklyn, started his He'brew beers 10 years ago and introduces a new brand each year. Total sales have passed 2 million bottles.
Cowan is not observant but said in a telephone interview he takes religion seriously and keeps his products kosher.
"I'm not making fun of Judaism. I'm having fun with Jewish culture and tradition," he said,
Now for the ironic part...hahahaha I am (or was) a beer lover, nothing like a cold beer on a hot day, or a cool beer on a cold day  ... two years ago I was diagnosed with end stage liver disease and only have about three years left (if that, some docs at the time thought it would only be months). So I guess the irony here is loved beer, can't have beer, loved story but thought it odd putting religous(?) connotations with it, will find out sooner than anticipated on what is on the other side of that door...lol
So here are a few quotes I scarfed up on My journies through webland...
"Here's to you and here's to me great friends forever we shall be but if you and I should disagree f**k you then, and here's to me."
"Drink and dance and laugh and lie, love the reeling midnight through, For tomorrow we shall die! But, alas, we never do.”
"Les mortels meurent. Qu'importe la façon?" (Mortals die. Does it really matter how or when?)
"The efforts which we make to escape our destiny only serve to lead us into it."
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Six Of Twelve Reasons Not To Execute Moussaoui
1. He wants death.
2. He wants death.
3. He wants death.
4. He wants death.
5. He wants death.
6. He wants death.
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Death of the Old Sea King
'Twas a fearful night -- the tempest raved
With loud and wrathful pride,
The storm-king harnessed his lightning steeds,
And rode on the raging tide.
The sea-king lay on his bed of death,
Pale mourners around him bent;
They knew the wild and fitful life
Of their chief was almost spent.
His ear was growing dull in death
When the angry storm he heard,
The sluggish blood in the old man's veins
With sudden vigor stirred.
"I hear them call," cried the dying man,
His eyes grew full of light;
"Now bring me here my warrior robes,
My sword and armor bright.
"In the tempest's lull I heard a voice,
I knew 'twas Odin's call.
The Valkyrs are gathering round my bed
To lead me unto his hall.
"Bear me unto my noblest ship,
Light up a funeral pyre;
I'll walk to the palace of the braves
Through a path of flame and fire."
Oh! wild and bright was the stormy light
That flashed from the old man's eye,
As they bore him from the couch of death
To his battle-ship to die,
And lit with many a mournful torch
The sea-king's dying bed,
And like a banner fair and bright
The flames around him spread.
But they heard no cry of anguish
Break through that fiery wall,
With rigid brow and silent lips
He was seeking Odin's hall.
Through a path of fearful splendor,
While strong men held their breath,
The brave old man went boldly forth
And calmly talked with death.
Frances Ellen Watkins
so, ok...seems like I made this a downer of a blog, but to Me it isn't, I think most of it is funny and deserves a good chuckle...except for the poem. You see I cannot speak so eloquently(?) as a poet can string a few words together and create a picture in one's mind...so My good friends ctrl-c and ctrl-v really help Me out alot in that regards.LMAO
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In The Arms Of A Dragon
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Posted:Aug 2, 2006 10:51 pm
Last Updated:May 27, 2024 10:44 pm
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In The Arms Of A Dragon
Author: © tj © Dec. 2003
Used With Permission Of The Author(s)
she awaits His arrival… head bowed… eyes downcast…
a heart so fragile… happiness rarely found to last…
but the Dragon has won her… in His care she feels peace…
and in His powerful embrace she finds true release…
at His footsteps she quickens… body trembles beneath His gaze…
her heart longing for the sound of the Dragon’s loving praise…
at the touch of His hand her blood turns to liquid fire…
her only thought… to fulfill the Dragon’s every desire…
beneath the bite of his lash her body does dance…
her screams and her cries… the sounds of a Dragon’s romance…
her trust she has given… an oath she has made…
to be the willing captive of the Dragon’s steel blade…
from the mouth of the dragon cold metal shines bright…
the curve of the blade… the Dragon Master’s delight…
He wields it with skill like no other she has known…
with the blade of the Dragon the Master has made her His own…
the Dragon is the only Man to make this girl fly…
under the Dragon’s control she will give anything a try…
to go back to the past would never be the same…
now that she has felt the searing heat of the Dragon’s blazing flame…
the shine in her eyes comes from the touch of His hand…
she longs for the day she wears the Dragon Master’s brand…
in the arms of the Dragon the girl she does sleep…
for, to the Master she adores, she gives her submission so deep…
to Master with love,
tj
December, 2003
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The Voice
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Posted:Aug 2, 2006 12:02 am
Last Updated:May 27, 2024 10:44 pm
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The Voice
Author: Bo © 7/2000
Used With Author's Permission
She lays upon her bed,
her room so quiet, almost ethereal.
A candle burns, incasing her in its soft glow.
Casting shadows,
upon breasts, hips, thighs, and serene face.
Her right hand slowly moves.
As she listens.
A soft deep hypnotic voice commands her.
And she obeys.
Obeys without thought.
For his voice is her masters,
her lover, her hearts own beat.
And he enslaves her,
just as he, is enslaved,
by her love, her submission.
He speaks into her mind,
and she can feel him with her.
His calm presence,
his warm breath,
his light touch.
So surreal,
yet......... so real.
And she reaches out for him.
He quiets her with gentle voice.
And she obeys.
She always obeys.
He binds her in braided leather,
in silk,
and in steel.
He covers her eyes in lace.
He whispers in her ear his love, his intent.
And she sighs.
He touches her mind,
with whip,
with hot breath and teeth upon hardening nipple.
Her hand touches that place,
believing it him.
He binds her tighter.
And she responds, arching, stretching,
towards him.
She believes so.
His voice commands,
and she obeys.
The soft leather crop,
lays across her breasts,
and she moans from its slight sting.
In her mind.
In her mind.
On belly, and thighs,
each strike so real...................
She can hear the singing whip.
The light crack upon her skin.
She groans, she gasps.
She feels his heat.
And...As he speaks, she falls even more.
Deep,................ so deep.
He is with her,
and she smiles in joy,
as he kisses, bites, caresses all of her.
And her hand moves to touch each place,
without volition.
She is with him,
as he is with her.
And after..............................
When he cuddles her, holds her,
in strong arms,
their breath slowing, breathing as one.
She falls into a deep, peaceful slumber,
content.
Her ear ..........Still resting on the phone.
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The Rose and The Thorn
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Posted:Aug 1, 2006 5:32 am
Last Updated:Aug 21, 2006 5:21 pm
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The Rose and The Thorn
Author: Lorraine Casey © 2001
Used With Author's Permission
Once upon a time In a small chateau
There lived a noble Man
As He dined one day
A rose bud in the garden caught His eye
He never saw the thorn sprouting beneath her
"What a beautiful delicate thing"
"I shall nourish this exquisite object", He thought
And when she was thirsty
The Man gave her water
The thorn drank the excess
The bud became aesthetically pleasing
Instant gratification
All of the Mans expectations met
Exactly as He envisioned her
In the shadow of the rose the thorn grew
The Man showed her to everyone
The rose was displayed
Just Like the story of O
Enjoyed by all who visited
The thorn was never noticed
The Man spent many hours
Inhaling her fragrance
Caressing her soft petals
Protecting her from the wind
The thorn stood erect and watched
One day the Man was called away
On a business or political matter
He was not there
When the wind blew
And the rose hungered for more
When He returned
He saw to his horror
His rose was gone
All that was left was one petal
Impaled by the thorn
He went inside
Returning with shears
He chopped off the thorn
And tossed the scourge aside
Cussing this ugly monstrosity
The Man never knew
The thorn He cursed so
Knowing the Man loved the rose
Caught the petal on the way down for Him
For the thorn loved the Man
On the ground
The thorn still stood erect
For although rejected
The thorn embraced His pain
Her only sadness was for the Man
Who only saw with His eyes
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Bound
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Posted:Jul 31, 2006 9:52 am
Last Updated:May 3, 2012 5:48 pm
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Bound
Author: Bo © 6/29/99
She is bound,
by satin and lace.
Eyes are darkened by silk.
No leather or chain of steel,
has touched her tender skin.
Not yet anyway.
Her body, like a flower, opens,
in full bloom, turning, twisting,
seeking her sun, the light, that gives her life.
She hears my breath, upon her ear,
my light touch, upon her breast,
her throat, her stomach, her glistening loins.
The soft touch of my lips, to hers.
And she arches to meet me,
as I, stealthily move away.
She tries to anticipate,
but she cannot,
for I am the master of this play.
Ah, such sweet anticipation!
The smell of pheromones, infusing our bodies, our thoughts.
I look down upon her,
and see my heart beating inside of her.
She does not know,
how she enslaves me, with her need,
her love, and her passion!
And I will never tell her.
With ice, I cool her, upon breast and loin.
With wax I burn her, then quickly cool with breath.
With oils, steeped in myrrh,
I massage.
From brow to toes and back again.
All is touched, all is made mine.
And, she trembles.
I bite, then kiss, then cool with breath.
Not one patch of tender flesh untouched.
Exquisite pain, without the whip.
It is a whip within itself.
For I do not inflict pain,
I inflict pleasure.
Oh I try, to push her bounds, her thresholds.
But so slow, so painfully so.
And if she needs, I give her that.
Which moves her to,
that other plane, where pain, and pleasure,
become the same.
I will not release her yet,
she must go on,
so many more planes to conquer,
she is my slave, as I, am hers.
Her pleasure my pain,
her pain, my pleasure.
Till we meld as one, and we cannot tell,
the difference.
I give her a gift, each time, she surrenders,
completely to my will.
And she gives me, the better gift,
her love, her trust, her orgasm, as I release her,
into that tiny death, that exquisite death.
I remove her darkness, her bonds,
so I may lay upon her full,
and seek into her eyes,
the love I need to see,
as she sees mirrored in me.
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The Power Exchange
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Posted:Jul 30, 2006 6:44 am
Last Updated:Jul 30, 2006 2:37 pm
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The Power Exchange
alexus
When I stand before you
naked
in the firelight
a molten display of flesh
and female,
I wear chains
There could be no question,
who has the power?
My skin is gleaming gold
my eyes bright
my body sleek and long
I am sex embodied
in a woman
When I hear you gasp
the first time your
eyes touch upon
this sight,
who has the power?
When I kneel
to you,
and crawl
in chains
like a starving woman
across the floor
to beg you,
red hair wild, and
green eyes flashing
who has the power?
When you chain me
stretched taut
and stand back to
survey all you own
you smile
Your whip is
red-hot
and there is nothing but
you and I and the pain,
my tears fall
my screams slash your soul
who has the power?
When
my crying eyes
look up to you
from the floor
you drop the whip
I cannot get up
and you must carry me
our eyes meet
and your heart is
filled with me
I am weak
and your need is
strong
who has the power now?
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Abuse vs Erotic Power Exchange
by The National Leather Association, The Dutch BDSM Media Information Center
and The POWERotics Foundation (reprinted with permission)
Although discriminatory legislation sometimes likes to let you believe otherwise, there are fundamental differences between erotic power exchange and domestic violence (abuse). Erotic power exchange should always be based on the VICSS-concept. Anything else is abuse.
What is VICSS?
Voluntary: all partners involved in erotic power exchange activity of whatever nature should decide to do so of their own free will and choice and without any force applied. Sometimes the element of "force" may be hidden. Such can be the case if either of the parties faces (or fears to be faced with) economical or social repercussions if he or she does not go along with what the other partner(s) wants. This may be the case for example if colleagues at work enter into EPE-activities or within a marriage. If either of the partners feels forced, for whatever reason, the situation is non-voluntary.
Informed: all partners involved in erotic power exchange should base their decision to do so on correct information and should be able to judge the situation and possible consequences. A simple "yes" often is not enough, especially in cases where it is doubtful whether the person saying "yes" does not or can not know what the implications are or can be.
Consentual: all partners involved should agree to what is going to happen or happening and should have the possibility to evaluate previous decisions in the event they are faced with emotions, reactions or information they feel is of importance to their situation.
Sane: decisions with respect to erotic power exchange activities should be made when all partners involved are of a clear mind. Consent as a result of the use of drugs, alcohol or the rush or the situation is not consent.
Safe: erotic power exchange activities should be safe, both physically and mentally and in the event physical or mental risks are taken - for example in an edge play situation - people should be well informed about the possible risks, implications and repercussions.
Moral or ethical code
Although the majority of the people, involved in erotic power exchange, usually have very high moral and ethical standards there is no standard moral or ethical code when it comes to erotic power exchange. Since EPE is such a personal and intimate activity it is questionable if such a moral code can be produced at all. This means that people who are into erotic power exchange activities very much depend on their own judgment, often without references.
Seeking advice is difficult, since it may be very hard to find a reliable source - in general terms as well as with respect to your own personal situation. However, there are some general rules of thumb to go by when evaluating your personal position or a situation you are about to enter:
Respect: Any erotic power exchange relationship should be based on mutual respect. In the event you have doubts about this, it is very likely there is something wrong.
Communication: Communication is paramount when it comes to erotic power exchange. Communication is a two way street. If you feel your arguments, feelings and thoughts are disregarded you have stumbled on another warning signal.
Relationship: In general - disregarding incidental kick-seeking - erotic power exchange can only flourish within a sound and solid relationship.
Dominance and ego: Dominance is not male chauvinism. Although it is sometimes very hard to draw the lines in individual cases, ego trips are out of the question when it comes to erotic power exchange.
It is a mistake to think only the submissive can be "persuaded" into something s/he does not want. It happens to dominants as well and submissives can sometimes be very persistent and manipulative.
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The Marquis de Sade
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Posted:Jul 29, 2006 7:03 pm
Last Updated:Jul 30, 2006 4:56 am
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(Someone had asked Me earlier today.."Who was the Marquis De Sade"... for other's out there wishing to know also...here is a short bio)
The Marquis de Sade
the den named horror held a man
Chain'd hand and foot, round his neck an iron band,
bound to the impregnable wall.
... And the man was confin'd for a writing prophetic.
-- William Blake, French Revolution
Wealth and Pleasure be yours! If my scribblings have brought you a measure of both, set me to advantage on your bookshelf. If I have bored you, accept my apologies and consign me to the flames. -- The Marquis de Sade
Yes, I am a libertine, I admit it freely. I have dreamed of doing everything that it is possible to dream of in that line. But I have certainly not done all the things I have dreamt of and never shall. Libertine I may be, but I am not a criminal, I am not a murderer. -- The Marquis de Sade
The scandalous, the long-ignored, the at last all but unnameable author. -- Henry James
The Marquis de Sade (1740-1814 ), was born in a palace and ended his life in infamy in a lunatic asylum. Twenty-seven years of his life was spent in gaol for mentioning the unmentionable.
Few have read the Marquis de Sade, yet few are unaware of his nature, the desire to inflict pain for pleasure, especially sexual pleasure. His diabolical nature has become embedded in the language - sadism, sadist, sadistic.
The Marquis de Sade lived under three regimes, Monarchy, Revolution, Napoleon, he was unacceptable and beyond the pale under all three.
Sade lived the same life he wrote of. In The 120 Days of Sodom Sade list 600 'passions' ranging from the mere shocking to murder. If you are rich and powerful enough these pleasures are for the asking. Sade was not so rich and powerful. When he cut up the Rose Keller he was arrested, charged and subsequently gaoled. Sade picked up Rose Keller, Easter Sunday 1768, a few years earlier he had physically abused Jeanne Testard and indulged in 'horrible impieties' (October 1763). Police warned Paris brothel-keepers not to supply Sade with girls. Several more incidents became public knowledge, four prostitutes engaged in Marseilles and handed sweets which appeared to be some form of aphrodisiac (June 1772), an orgy at the family palace of La Coste (end of 1774).
Sade's novels include The Misfortune of Virtue (1787), The 120 Days of Sodom (1785) and The Crimes of Love (1800). Short stories can be very funny like 'The Windbags of Provence', modern parables like 'Émilie de Tourville' or caustic comments on Parisian society like 'The Confidence Men'. 'Augustine de Villeblanche' contains a very moving plea for tolerance of homosexuals. In 'Dialogue between a Priest and a Dying Man' (1782) Sade spells out his philosophy of life.
The Misfortune of Virtue places Sade fair and square with fellow Gothic novelists Ann Radcliffe (1764-1823) and Mathew Lewis (1775-1818 ). Sade praised the work of Ann Radcliffe, but the book he greatly admired was The Monk (1796) by Mathew Lewis, which he saw as a response to the excesses of the French Revolution.
The Misfortune of Virtue (1787) follows the sufferings of Justine, a young girl who suffers for her virtue, while her sister Juliette profits through debauchery. Justine was punished for her virtues - chastity, piety, charity, compassion, prudence, the refusal to do evil, and the love of goodness and truth. The Misfortune of Virtue went through several revisions, Justine (1791) and The New Justine (1797). At the turn of the century a new edition of Justine was published with obscene illustrations. Copies were seized by the police and in 1801 Sade was imprisoned. The story of Juliette is told in The History of Juliette (1797).
The Marquis de Sade:
From start to finish, vice triumphs and virtue is humiliated, and only at the end is virtue raised to its rightful pinnacle; there will be no one who, on finishing this tale, will not detest the false triumph of crime and cherish the humiliations and misfortunes which virtue undergoes.
Justine inhabits a labyrinth, a labyrinth of mind and geography. Sade anticipates the work of Franz Kafka (1883-1924) by a century and a half.
After the fall of Napoleon, Sade's books were banned in France. In Victorian Britain, it was pornography for the drawing room. Not until 1983 were his books allowed into Britain.
Was he an evil genius? A man who carves up a for his own sexual gratification is evil whether she consented or not. His writings indicate he was a genius.
The philosophy of the Marquis de Sade was that Man was governed by his Nature. There was little he could do about it therefore he should simply enjoy life to the full, whatever his intrinsic nature dictates, to do otherwise is to deny ones self. Man can only exhibit and enjoy to the full his true nature when he is freed from all moral and social restraints. Quite rightly Sade dismissed morality as fashion, that it was Man's artificial laws that dictated what was right and wrong. In expressing this opinion he was not alone, the French philosopher Diderot (1713-84) in Supplement to the Voyage of Bougainville (written 1771, published 1796) expressed similar views, but it does beg the question as to what are the limits? Is , torture, murder, genocide acceptable?
The Marquis de Sade was a product of his times, the French Revolution, the Terror that followed, though that is not to excuse him. During his lifetime, 1 in 7 of the women in Paris were prostitutes, there were 40,000 practising homosexuals. His habits were the norm for many. A Police report commented on the high sales of brooms to brothels. The crime of the Marquis de Sade was not what he did, but that he spoke of it publicly.
The question that has to be asked is should his works be banned. Until 1983, they were banned in England. The same question can be asked of violence in films for public titillation. The snuff movie the ultimate wet dream. The film industry argues vehemently that has it has no effect. If so we have to ask why are our lives saturated with advertisements, why is an organisation like AdBusters denied media slots? The works of Sade may not lead people astray, but his cogent arguments and philosophy adds legitimacy to the perverse. The perverted may feel that they themselves are not abnormal, thus their actions become okay if they are not alone, when others share their traits. What leads the Turks to carry out atrocities in occupied Kurdistan or the Serbs in Kosovo?
A world that followed Sade would be a world in which evil rules the land, where the rich and powerful can do as they please, free to steal, and murder, to satisfy their lust. All that would bar them would be a counter attack by their intended victims. A world of gruesome barbarity, brutality and cruelty, social Darwinism writ large, a world not very different from the world of today.
Sade died suddenly at the end of 1814. His will dictated that he be buried in an unmarked grave, allowed to grow wild, so that 'all trace of of my resting-place should disappear from the surface of the earth as I flatter myself that my memory will disappear from the minds of men.'
Monk Lewis (1775-1818 ), educated at Westminster and Christ College, Oxford, was author of The Monk (1796). In the first half of the 20th century The Oxford Companion to English Literature described The Monk as unreadable due to its mix of the indecent and supernatural 'The mixture of the supernatural, the horrible, and the indecent makes the book unreadable to-day'.
Ann Radcliffe (1764-1823) wrote several Gothic novels, the best known being The Mysteries of Udolpho (1794) and The Italian (1797).
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D/s lessons I have learned. `The Greatest gift
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Posted:Jul 29, 2006 3:11 pm
Last Updated:Aug 2, 2006 6:00 am
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D/s lessons I have learned. `The Greatest gift'
By Sir Magic "the Darkangel"
Copyright © 1998, -all rights reserved-
There are many precious things one can have the privilege of possessing. Some would equate this statement with Diamonds, gold or rare art. In their own way perhaps the are of value. For men have fought wars to possess more of them, women have traded their bodies to wear them.
Humbly as my spirit has walked down through the ages of time, I have come to learn many things, the foremost of these lessons has been: "I still have much to learn." The second most important thing is this:
" The most precious gift one can possess is LOVE."
The human universe like the larger one, has many worlds and in the world of D/s there is no greater love than that of the collared sub. I can only rightfully speak of Dom. Male sub female relationships, for it is what I rightly know. This being true, come walk my path and share in the lessons I have learned.
I do not pretend to be the authority on D/s, for in my view no one can be. It is as individual as each and every person who chooses to walk this path. So if I should speak with certainty understand, these are my views and experiences.
Ones Domination style is sum total of who we are. It is the accumulation of our hopes, dreams, fears and life experiences. If we are ruled by anger or insecurity then who we are as a Dom. will reflect it. So often I have cringed at those who fall into this category for they never seem to totally grasp what is the center concept of what defines who I am as a Lifestyle Dom.
Ones submission to another is a gift. Be you man or woman, pleasure slave or masochist the gift same. When a sub submits she is offering up her collective soul to you to take, hold, possess, control and most importantly. cherish. Abstractly speaking, mixed in with this gift is her life force, the raw essence from which heart and soul are derived. All this is being willingly offered up to you of their own freewill. These collective dynamics is what makes the act of collaring so powerfully emotional for many subs. As a Dom. once you accept such a gift it binds you to that person in ways few truly understand and because of this lack of understanding, too many people get hurt.
collared subs are NOT trophies !
When you collar a sub, not only are they making a commitment to you, the Dom. but you (the Dom.) are making a commitment to them as well. You are promising to be the guardian of their heart and soul. The caretaker of their love, devotion and sense of being. You now define their universe, sense of self and the purpose of being. In short you are now responsible for them in ways which are not part of a `vanilla' relationship.
With the last statement in mind, it begs the question:
"Who is the Master and who then is the slave ?" The answer I venture, is simple:
She is my slave, I posses her body, soul, mind, heart and being. Just as she possesses my heart in return. I am Dom., she is sub, she is Dom. I am sub, we are one.
We are forever revolving within that which balances us like "Ying" and "Yang" and makes us whole. "Even though we are Dominant, when we come to love our sub with our truest of heart, whether we want to admit it or not, this is an act of submission. For in that moment we surrendered ourselves to them as surely as she/he has to us."
This is why "collaring" should be done with the greatest of care. For it opens a door way to the deepest levels of submission, love and the human bonding. Often in our "passion" for a new D/s relationship we sometimes move faster than we should. In the end we run the risk of collaring someone who ultimately is not best suited for us. This mistake, I have made and in the end I hurt the person deeply when it didn't work out. Since this time I have not collared another submissive. For it was this experience which made me rethink the how's and why of how I Dom.
I firmly believe, "just because someone is a sub doesn't mean they are stupid." I personally like intelligent, competent, capable and submissive women. I get turned on by a sub who has a brain and can use it. If I give my sub a business task to handle, then that's it. I will not micro-manage, all I care about is.. is it done. I don't want to really hear about how she handled it. I trusted her enough to say "here handle this", therefore I'm not going to second guess a subs method of accomplishing the task.. If I have to, then I can't trust her and I wont have a sub I can't trust. If you are my sub, then I require you to work to better yourself, my world and image. If this be the case, then I must respect and honor not only your gift of devotion, intelligence and love but your talents as well. This is where I feel many Dominants fail. A true Dominant shows respect and appreciation for who and what his/her submissive is capable of.
So many of us who would rule, do so from a torment soul. Those Dominants who's spirits are ruled by anger and insecurity easily get caught up in Ego based control traps. "I am in control, because I dominate you. Therefore I must be someone, because I am in control. " Once this happens you are well on your way to being a control freak, not a Dom.
As a Dominant "my power comes from within", not because I have a sub on the end of a leash. Everyday I work to Master myself first. Through this act I can naturally, with NO effort, Master others.
In D/s we seek to satisfy our hungers, our callings whatever they maybe. We all are driven by them, be them submissive, Dominant or masochistic. Through this venting of our psyche we are meant to grow, love, learn and share.
But even in D/s happiness can be fleeting or just around the corner. I have often said:
" Life gives you the test first, and if you survive, then chance to learn the lesson afterward."
If this be the case then, this is but just a small part of the..
" D/s Lessons I have learned"...
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Some Rules for the submissive
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Posted:Jul 28, 2006 6:04 pm
Last Updated:Aug 2, 2006 5:59 am
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Some Rules for the submissive
[it's mutual] Submissives
1. Be patient! A potential Dom{me} will let you know if she or he is interested in you or not. Keep in mind that your purpose as a submissive is to serve and to satisfy someone who will take into consideration the realization of your fantasies. Don't expect your Dom{me} to be able to turn on like a light switch. The timing must be right for both of you.
2. Be humble. You may be God's or Goddess' gift to the world and the most sought after prize in town, but no one needs to hear it or wants to hear it. You will have ample opportunity to show how good you are. No matter what you claim, the "real you" will show through in a scene. Don't set yourself up for failure by developing expectations that you know you and your Dom{me} can never reach.
3. Be open. You can learn something about SM and about yourself from everyone into the scene, no matter how experienced or inexperienced they are, or how dominant or submissive they are. SM is a very personal art, and an "I already know it all" attitude will make you miss valuable SM lessons and experiences, and ignore potentially valuable SM friends.
4. Communicate! Verbalization is necessary, but at the appropriate time and in the appropriate way. Your Dom{me} needs to know basic information about you, such as experiences, fantasies, health concerns, and turn-offs. But - unless it's an emergency - wait until your Dom{me} asks. Don't expect your dominant to be a mind-reader who instinctively knows your needs, wants, and limits. Your cooperation will enhance the scene for both of you.
5. Be honest. Don't be afraid to share your needs and fantasies. Your dominant expects it. Honesty about your wants, health concerns, and turn-offs is essential to a good scene. Lying or being less than candid can only lead to problems, as the Dom{me} will base the scene on inaccurate information. Besides causing problems, it can be dangerous.
6. Be vulnerable. Your scene is a two-way street. It is and don't abuse it.
8. Be really submissive! This is the whole point. Let your dominant take you over completely. Don't coach or second guess or be critical of your Dom{me}. Exchange information on your special needs before the scene starts, but once it starts be quiet! If you insist on running a scene to your own specifications, then you should try being a Dom{me}. You have agreed to limitations of your own power. Stay within those limitations. Respect and obey your Dom{me} and expect punishment if you don't. Accept it gracefully and cheerfully. Your Dom{me} has many things to be concerned with, including your safety and what turns you on. Be loyal and dependable and enjoy your role.not just the physical realization of your prior fantasies. If you want to limit your experience to certain physical and psychological stimulation, then contract with your Dom{me} ahead of time. But don't always expect your Dom{me} to be a puppet in a fantasy play you've written in your head. It's far better to let your Dom{me} surprise you, to extend your limits, to take you to places you're never been before. When you trust your Dom{me} completely, let her or him know it, and let him or her guide you into new fantasies.
7. Be realistic. Your dominant is human, and even the most experienced Dom{me} have moments of awkwardness and indecision. Don't call attention to what you perceive as a lapse. Know the difference between reality and the fantasy world you see in books and magazines. Few Dom{me} are rich enough to afford a large dungeon with a lavish layout of equipment. Your top's equipment is expensive - respect it
9. Be healthy! SM, like any strenuous activity, requires that its participants - both active and passive - be in top physical and emotional health. The amount you sleep, your eating habits, your alcohol and drug intake, and everyday stress affect your response and endurance during a scene. Your dominant needs to know when your physical or emotional energy is low. No matter how tempting a scene sounds, an "I want it all now" attitude when you aren't able to give your all will leave both of you feeling let down. You serve your dominant and yourself best by staying healthy.
10. Have fun! After all, sex is all about having a good time. You have earned and you are entitled to the unique, intense pleasure which comes from responsible, creative SM play.
{Compliments of Mystre}
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Some Rules for the Dominant
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Posted:Jul 27, 2006 2:50 pm
Last Updated:Jul 31, 2006 9:17 am
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Some Rules for the Dominant
[it's mutual] Dominants
1. Be patient! Until you enter into a contract with a submissive, you have no more right to order him/her around than does anyone else. Give your bottom time to get to know you and what you are like. Finesse and subtlety are major elements of dominance. Similarly, strength and gentleness go hand in hand. The sensitivity and awareness (or lack thereof) that you show in the real world is likely to be repeated in the playroom.
2. Be humble. You may be God's/Goddess' gift to the world, but no one needs to hear it or wants to hear it. You will have ample opportunities to show how good you are - and plenty of opportunities to make a fool of yourself. No matter what you claim, the "real you" will show through in a scene. Don't set yourself up for a failure by developing expectations that you know you can never reach.
3. Be open. Although the Dom{me} is classically considered to be the teacher in SM, you can always learn from your subbie, no matter how inexperienced. Be willing to learn from other dominants who may have a totally different perspective from yours. Try to approach by-now-familiar trips with an attitude of wonderment and discovery. Be aware that everyone has her or his own personal style.
4. Communicate! You are responsible for finding out basic, essential information about the people you play with, such as experience, limits, likes and dislikes, and health information. Playing SM without this knowledge is like Russian roulette. Talk about your head-space and your view of SM with your subbie, so that any uncertainties can be dealt with before you start playing. Clearly spell out roles, rules, limits, and contracts. Do not take for granted that your subbie instinctively knows the ground rules.
5. Be honest. If you lack experience in an area that your subbie would like to experiment with, be honest about it. Your partner has a right to know that. Be honest with yourself and take your submissive only to those levels at which you are completely in control of the situation. Safety should always be the first concern, taking priority over how hot a particular scene is.
6. Be sensitive. There's a very fine line between a sensitive, caring dominant and a self-righteous, insensitive overbearing clod. Your scene should be a creative synthesis of your needs and fantasies and your subbies needs and fantasies. Although, on the surface, your submissive is serving you, what actually is happening is that dominant and submissive are serving each other. Earn the complete trust of your submissive and never violate or even threaten to violate that trust. His or her submission is a gift to you. Use it appropriately.
7. Be realistic. End the scene with the sub wanting more, not wishing there had been less. Remember that power, control, and sensitivity are the keys, not just the intensity of the stimulation. Be clear about what is fantasy, and has little to do with what works in practice. Your favorite porno picture books may be stimulating in themselves, but don't try to imitate them to the last detail.
8. Be really dominant! Submissives are looking for someone who will take over their body and mind, not just for brute strength. Real people are wanted, not just cardboard images from cigarette ads or macho stereotypes. Your dominance enhances your whole existence. It does not cover up or substitute for other areas of your life - it is you. Make your submissive fall in love with you, and expect him or her to give him/herself up to you totally. Follow up on rules, expect obedience, and punish appropriately when it is called for. Don't shirk your responsibility to your sub or to your sister/fellow Dom{me}. Be dependable and expect dependability. You have agreed to take the dominant role - now take it!
9. Be healthy! Like any strenuous activity, SM requires that its participants be in top physical and emotional health. Many factors, including the amount you sleep, your eating habits, and your alcohol and drug intake affect your performance and endurance during a scene. Don't attempt to do SM when your physical or emotional energy is low. As a dominant you have a special responsibility to be in control of yourself and on top of the scene. An attitude of "drugs and alcohol don't affect me that much... I can do it anyway" violates your submissive's trust in you and can be dangerous. If you don't want to accept the responsibilities, you shouldn't be playing the game!
10. Have fun! After all, sex is all about having a good time. You have earned, and you are entitled to the unique, intense pleasures which come from responsible, creative SM play.
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The Original Chudwa Text
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Posted:Jul 26, 2006 2:33 pm
Last Updated:Aug 2, 2006 5:56 am
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The Original Chudwa Text or To All Wannabe Het Male Doms
The_Horseman
(In my best old, dry, Professor's voice.)
The subspecies Homo sapiens chudwahensis has been known since the dawn of BDSM as we know it. It was named by yours truly in early 1994. Chudwah is the pronounced version of CHDW, an acronym for Clueless Het Dom Wannabe. Any resemblance to a particularly bad movie called C.H.U.D. (Cannabalistic Humanoid Underground Dwellers) is completely unintentional. You can even ask the video rental clerks who rented me the movie several times when I was fourteen.
It seems that quite a few of the straights out there are wannabe doms. Quite a few of you contact any submissive female you find madly, and don't get anywhere. Well, I'm going to explain why this behavior doesn't get anywhere. Get mad if you will--but does the pestering technique work? No.
To begin with, Sir Stephen doesn't live here anymore. So you read the Story of O, and longed to be Sir Stephen. So you found the grotty magazines from HOM and enjoyed them a lot. Guess what? Forget everything those magazines and that book ever taught you about the dynamics of an S/M relationship. If you don't, you can forget about ever bringing any of your fantasies to reality.
You see, O is not your typical submissive. Nor is Sir Stephen your typical Master. Some submissives submit to *one* person, not to any clod who calls himself a dominant. Some submit to more than one, but I can assure you that a Master *must*prove himself to a submissive before she will become his slave. Yes, it's awfully fun to fantasize a world in which a Master will lend out his slave to you, but it ain't gonna happen. Masters spend quite a bit of time developing trust in their slaves; they most assuredly will not lend them out and abuse that trust to the first person who asks. If you worked for years to buy a Ferrari, or a large house, would you lend the car or the house out to someone you didn't know, simply because they asked? Yet someone asked my slave if I would give him permission to use my slave. Guess what the answer was? Too many wannabe doms seem to think that merely because they call themselves 'doms', they are entitled to some sort of respect from a female submissive. This doesn't happen to be the case. You see,submissives are *people*, first and foremost. Someone else told my slave she was snotty because she did not want to view a .gif of him. Never did he consider that maybe she didn't have time, maybe she had other things she wanted to do--no, he was a Dom, by God, and she was a submissive, and she didn't show him respect, so she was a snot, by gum. Do you know what slaves and their Masters think of people like this? They*laugh* at them. "Clueless", "dweeb", and "asshole" are the words which spring to mind when these people's names are mentioned. And ya see, you just can't use a slave for your own pleasure. Not without their consent, anyway--it doesn't work that way. If you want to be a dom, fine. Just look in your mirror, stare at your own face, and say, "What is it about me that someone should let me own them, beat them, and place their very *LIFE* in my hands?" If a person is so immature that they are going to childishly insult someone else for not being 'respectful' enough to them, why in hell any sane Master would have anything to do with them, or why any sane slave would consent to let that person do anything to them, is beyond me. Following in this thread, if you pull up someone's bio and see that they are female, submissive, and attached, respect that. Again, if you can't respect a person's choice of monogamy, why should they even consider you? Being a Master is most certainly not about having all our own selfish pleasures met and giving nothing in return. If that's what you're after, you're going to be sticking to the Story of O, HOM magazines, movies, and a jar of hand cream and your hand for your fantasies. BDSM relationships take work too--if you think a BDSM relationship is the easy way out, you're wrong. Dead wrong.
Now, you see, there are loads and loads and loads of wannabe het male Doms out there. Even if you happen to find an unattached female submissive over the computer, be assured you are going to be one of hundreds of applicants. She's going to be getting unrequested contact all the time. So you've got to *prove* yourself first to get her to want to talk to you. Asking if she enjoys being a slave, or whatever, is likely to get your name shoved real quickly in the 'clueless' file. Asking her to describe what she likes being done to her is an even quicker route., If it's jerk-off material you want, go buy a magazine. Or look in alt.sex.stories. It's extremely insulting to a person to be asked to do this by a total stranger. And if you think that gambit isn't going to be noticed, you're wrong. Submissives ain't stupid. In fact, most are going to be able to see what you want real quick. And horrors, she may not want totalk to you. If you don't get a response, don't continue madly until you get one--you may have gotten a response, but I guarantee that you'll have added the tag 'clueless geek' to your name in her mind. And that'sreally hard to remove. If you're asked to stop, stop. You see, there *is* such a thing as harassment. It's as easy for her to write your sysadmin as it is for you to write her. Claiming that 'it was all ficticious and she made it all up' probably won't work, since people don't randomly complain about other random people. If copies of your masterly demands are attached, you're sunk. Depending on the sysadmin, you might lose net access. Or email access. Or something you probably won't like. Nor will the 'She was rude to me, and I'm a Dom, I deserve respect' bit, either in the vanilla or organized BDSM communities. Is it fair? Not always. But Life isn't fair, and no one ever promised you a slave.
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TWO HEARTS...ONE LOVE
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Posted:Jul 26, 2006 2:10 pm
Last Updated:May 27, 2024 10:44 pm
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TWO HEARTS...ONE LOVE
by LordStone
I look at you and see all I own
I look at you and see all that is mine
My eyes brighten and I softly moan
My finger traces your cheek with a fine line
My heart races as that soft collar feels my touch
I feel your pulse quicken and hear your deep sighs
I tell you in words and touches how I love you so much
I pull you tighter and feel the trembling of your thighs
I touch your lips with that same finger, oh so light
I step back from you but let my eyes caress you
You never move against your bonds, your body mine without a fight
You look at me quietly, the passion blazing in you too.
I need no bonds or chains to make you mine
They are but pleasures I give to you
Our hearts are the bonds that makes us one
This you give to me and I give to you
Slave to Master, Master to slave
We are but one!
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