Something I feel a necessity to say. NO judgement, NO shame.. Just raw feelings on My behalf.. With the knowledge that.. meh.. Doesn't really matter what knowledge surfaces does it..? Nah.. Not really, or conversations would have resulted, instead of accusations made, without any attempt at talking. Personal judgements and decisions mean FAR more, apparently, than any actual truths or facts.. *shrug*
One more.. Why not, yeah..?
EVERYBODY I have ever met have them.. "what it be like to do THIS?" " what would happen is I did THAT..?" "what would it be like to get away with X? (insert crime of YOUR choice mentally.. rob a bank, hurt someone, "CLAIM something that never accepted you" whatever, it's a rhetorical exercise) The FOCUS is the THOUGHT.. Some of us have experiences in our past we would rather not deal with, SOME of us have dealt with these demons, defeated them, and become stronger.. NO accusations, NO judgements.. None necessary.. We would ALL deal with these experiences in our own individual way, if we were free to DO so, would we NOT? SOME more, some less violent than others.. STILL no shame or judgement..
Enter someone innocent of the experiences ne may, or may NOT have experienced.. In open and clear honesty, express feelings, thoughts, but fail to ACT on them, just a MENTION literally in passing, without a single mention of acting on them.. Mentioning them, because it is part of the 'Human Condition', and being, as always, completely and bluntly honest.. If these thoughts were mentioned in passing, while performing an act of Protection for one that "claimed" to be connected, and were then "discarded" for lack of a better term.. Even after AGREEING (previously) together that certain ACTIVITIES are off limits.. HOW would YOU feel..?
Rhetorical exercise here, NOTHING more..
Dom
P.S. Example.. You both AGREED robbing a bank is both illegal and immoral.. But mentioned having thoughts of ROBBING a bank, in passing, whilst doing something you believed to be meaningful for the other individual, and they judged and shamed you for such thoughts and refused further contact for HAVING or MENTIONING such thoughts, despite no actions to DO so..
I smile looking away so you can catch your breath for a moment, KNOWING the torment about to start.. Then looking back, I start tracing a line slowly down your chest to your stomach. You tense and twitch as My gaze tickles across that sensitive skin.. I smile as you start to squirm in your seat, KNOWING what's coming.. DREADING it, but NEEDING it from the depths of your being.. Lower.. passing your navel, My gaze GRINDS like sandpaper across your tender flesh the closer it gets to its destination.. You TRY to fight the need, gathering your determination with all your effort, you LOCK your legs together.. Lower.. Your determination starts to waver.. Lower.. Your knees part slightly.. Lower still.. Your thighs part slightly more.. Crossing the very base of your stomach.. SCRAPING as they close in on their target.. You lose all your will, slowly opening your legs baring your innermost self to My scrutiny with a sob, NEEDING Me to claim your deepest self.. After an eternity, My eyes land THERE, making you SCREAM as a thousand tiny teeth RIP across your swollen clip, you have no choice but to surrender, screaming again as THE most intense orgssm of your life ROARS through your body,, Searing EVRRY nerve as it passes, from the top of your head to the tips of your toes in wave upon wave of pleasure, lightning crackles along every nerve, making your body tense and twitch as your mind disconnects from all your senses but the pleasure pulsing through you to the very core of your being..
I watch a moment or two more, smirking as My gaze lingers brushing it back and forth eliciting trembles and shudders as it moves.. Then in My deep guttural bass voice so deep you FEEL it in your bones mote than hear it, making your body twitch again as it triggers another wave of pleasure..*
'good thing you were wearing panties, little one.. That could have been messier'
I recently confessed to something to someone.. They then proceeded to tell Me, and I QUOTE here.. "Get IN there, show us what Ya got.. So here goes..
My Eyes.. Part 1
Have you SEEN My eyes? That shiver you felt as you looked into them that ran like a jolt down your spine? In person? You can FEEL them like a physical weight running light as the wind, prickling your akin like an electrical charge as they roam over your body,, despite layers of clothes between then and your skin.
*I slowly let My steelygray gaze slide down from the top of your head.. Your feel their weightlike hundreds of tiny nails dancing across your skin.. Down your neck.. Across your chest.. As it starts to close in on My first prize, I smile and decide to drag out this delicious torment, watching the goosebumps rise across your skin as it passes, My eyes make large, slow,, lazy circles around your left breast, smiling as I watch you gasp again and again as the circles close slowly on the tip of that magical mound.. Circling the entire circumference.. Closer.. Closer.. Your breath coming harder, it reaches your areola making you grunt and gasp harder as it nears its destination.. Finally it stops THERE, and your left nipple JUMPS erect as of firmly pinched and a deep guttural groan forces itself through your lips as you revel in the sensation.. I smile smugly moving My eyes down the quivering mound to the right across the heaving breast bone goosebumps rising, almost popping like sparks, EVER so slowly SCRAPING its way up the right breast to THERE making you cry out as your right nipple joins the left, both hard enough to cut diamonds..
I discovered recently that I had, over the course of time, AND to My chagrin, forgotten things, things, milestones, that happened in My past.. Things I have mourned for decades, feeling the loss of.. Is this growth? Should it be construed as moving on? Adaptation? What benchmark can be applied to the situation to determine the actuality? I am human. I have never disputed this fact, nor will I ever.. I make mistakes, part of being human.. But when I DO, I apologize, adjust My perceptions, and keep putting one foot in front of the other.. Such is the way I was raised, which I have posted previously.. (anyone interested in the concrete details can feel free to message Me)
Personal experiences, of which I have survived FAR too many, in Life SHOW you the kind of person you are.. Standing outside a fire.. (I honestly admit this is JUST an example, not a personal experience.. *blink* at least not one I remember.. But I freely admit there are MANY things in My life that I do not fully, and at times, even PARTIALLY remember..)
I have survived things no person should ever face.. I have been accused of exaggerating experiences I have survived.. *shrug* I express these things to those I believe need to hear them.. NOT for support, not for sympathy, but only because these are experiences that have added to the entire equation that makes Me, quite literally ME.. The man, the Warrior I am today.. SOME experiences I am not proud of, I freely admit. SOME, I freely admit TERRIFY Me.. But they ALL add to the final equation and totality of Me..
I cannot, and WILL not downplay the facts. I will not hide, or conceal facts I cannot explain, am not proud of, or had no control over.. I am ME. I claim NOTHING more than that, nor will I ever.. I am only who and what I am.. I will never pretend to be otherwise..
Dom
06/10/26
I am human.. Never have, nor will, claim to be otherwise.. Since My last post, was attempting to transfer rubbish and recyclables to the garage to 'tidy up the living space'.. I will not deny the fact that I failed on an Epic, if not LEGENDARY level.. Whilst moving the refuse to the garage, I lost My balance and faceplanted into an unused riding mower.. NO excuses, NO hiding. It happened, I a adjusting.. Luckily, My skull was harder than the plastic and metal the machine was made of..
Alcohol may or may NOT have been involved.. A racoon may, or may NOT have been present.. CATS may or may not have been present.. The racoon, if present, may or may NOT have been stolen.. *sigh* but this happened, within the past twenty minutes..
This post may or may NOT be posted, let Me say that from the outset.. I am ME.. No remorse, NO explanations.. SOME may see this as "asshole syndrome" which I believe they have the right to do.. I could give multiple examples where the decisions I made to be so is right or wrong.. This is MY Personal choice.. I DON'T follow the lemmings running to the cliff and jumping into the darkness.. I have MY Code which I live by.. It has been cultivated over decades, and has endured the test of Time.. I do not expect anyone else to live by it, FAR too many have proven incapable..
I am, what is called "old school" I accept that misnomer, and will not argue the point.. But protocols that were put in place had a REASON to be.. The time of their acceptance does not change the necessity or consistency within the Lifestyle as being LAW, unless one is seeking to circumvent, and deny plausibility from the judgement that BREAKING them points to.. This is neither My purpose, nor place, to judge anyone but ME.. I have not walked anyone else's path, so HOW could I DO so?
It MAY build in coming days.. Time will tell..
I have learned, due to recent events, as well as past experiences brought into a clearer perspective BY said events, to listen far more to My "gut", for lack of a batter term.. Those instincts inside that exist to prevent hurt, avoid danger and/or harm..
No fingers pointed.. No judgements made. It is not My place, nor purpose, to judge ANYONE.. I want to make this point clear, and believe I have done so multiple times in the past.. (do NOT hesitate to correct Me if I am wrong or mistaken here..)
No dwelling on details, not stating that either side in these multiple interactions, was wrong.. Just saying that once red flags present themselves, walk away.. EITHER side, Dom or sub.. IF it sounds too good to be true, ask probing, invasive questions.. YES, they may be offended by such probing questions.. Which should cement the idea that the person in question is NOT the one for you.. AGAIN, this applies to BOTH sides.. If questions make you feel "unsafe", or ANSWERS do as well, then do you truly WANT to end up tied to a bed, a wall, an X in the middle of a room THEN ask.. "can I truly TRUST this person.."?
ALWAYS trust the instinct, ESPECIALLY if it sounds too good to be true..
Dom