Before I get into writing my thoughts, here's a fantasy/story I wrote years ago. IMPORTANT NOTE: Real-life power-exchange/BDSM interactions like the one in this story should never be carried out in anger, in shame, or in any other negative emotion. When things get rough, verbally or physically, it should always come from a positive place, such as admiration, respect, worship, or simple desire to please. And CONSENT is paramount. Each party's consent must be explicit (at the time or beforehand), clear, specific, voluntary, and reversible/withdrawable at any time . If either party is feeling uncertainty or negative emotions, it's time for calm verbal conversation. Rough time is play time. Thus, as much as I real-life admire, adore, appreciate, respect, and covet submissive young women, the combination of emotion and physicality in this story is a fantasy. You're sitting on the couch reading a book and listening to music. It's about time for me to arrive home from
WARNING: THIS BLOG CONTAINS EXPLICIT DESCRIPTIONS OF SEX AND VIOLENCE, AS WELL AS PROFANITY.
"If any man ever dared to translate all that is in his heart, to put down what is really his experience, what is truly his truth, I think then the world would go to smash, that it would be blown to smithereens and no god, no accident, no will could ever again assemble the pieces, the atoms the indestructible elements that have gone to make up the world.” --Henry Miller
This blog is my attempt to put down what is really my truth.
"If any man ever dared to translate all that is in his heart, to put down what is really his experience, what is truly his truth, I think then the world would go to smash, that it would be blown to smithereens and no god, no accident, no will could ever again assemble the pieces, the atoms the indestructible elements that have gone to make up the world.” --Henry Miller
This blog is my attempt to put down what is really my truth.