Musings of a Dom .... D/s relationships through the eyes of a Dom

A D/s scene is an intimate connection between a Dominant and his submissive. It’s a place where the two are separated from the world outside, A place where all thoughts, and inhibitions are abandoned. A place where you can transcend from the physical to the metaphysical. As we all know, a scene can vary, depending on the Dom and his submissive - It can take 5 minutes, or 5 hours to set up. It can include a variety of play - impact, medical, abduction, take down, bondage , humiliation, orgasim denial, and the like. We all have our favorite scenes, the ones who remain in the forefront of your mind. Is there a particular scene that you will never forget? One of mine involves suspension, shackels, and chains.

Primal Beast

Primal beast circles his prey
As tempestuous storms abound
Wet, wanton, whore suspended in chains
Dangling with ethereal elegance and feline grace

Gagged

Bound

Bruised

Used

Wielding dark implements of torment
Thunderous growls of his sadistic lust
Turned reason into dusty oblivion
While candles dripped with decadent delights

Teeth

Abrading

Body

Shaking

Breathing harsh with desperation
Whimpering...coaxed into abandonment
Kisses of his whip licking carnal pleasures
As she crumbled at his feet

Writhing...

Panting…

Begging…

Her speech unintelligible
Barely audible, he strained to listen, as he heard her say…….

more … please.

The Primal Beast growled....assuaged by her surrender.

~WW

According to Psychology Today

“Gaslighting is an insidious form of manipulation and control, which derives its name from a 1938 play, Gas Light, and a film adaptation starring Ingrid Bergman. The victims of gaslighting are bombarded with false information that leads them to question what they know to be true, even about themselves. Victims end up doubting their memory, their perception, and even their sanity. Over time, the gaslighter’s manipulations grow more complex and potent, making it increasingly difficult for the victim to see the truth.”

My moments of insanity

Gaslight, I have heard this term countless times, spoke to people who have been a victim many times , and watched the movie many times. None of these things prepared me for the nightmare that was to come. I spent a few months in Hell this past year. I couldn’t count how many hours I spent, doubting what I saw, what I heard, or what I read. I knew the writing was on the wall, I knew my accusations were true. However, there was one thing missing, concrete proof of my allegations. I searched for proof of my sanity, looked for any clue to dispel the lies I was told. I searched for closure anywhere, and everywhere. As time went on,I was painted to be the monster. People were pitted against each other in an attempt to keep us apart. So no one was able to corroborate the many lies that were told.  After months of torment, I found proof, in black and white. When presented, I got the usual “ you’re crazy,” you must be doing these things,” what’s wrong with you?  “ This time there was no more room for anymore the lies. This time, I was finally able to run like Hell, and bolt the door behind me. As I walked away, I must have kicked myself in the ass a thousand times,  for not going with my gut. To allow someone to play on my sympathy. I should have known better, should have stayed away.

Please do not ask for details, I have deliberately omitted them.The purpose of this post, is not to defame anyone . That would make me no better than my gaslighter.

Instead, it is an attempt to reach out to those who may be going through a similar situation, with the hope that someone can learn from my mistake. If you find yourself in this position, go with your gut, don’t prolong the torment, don’t blame yourself. Instead, save yourself and walk away.

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I have been pretty distraught over Tumblr banning erotic photos. I have searched for a site comparable to Tumblr... the closest I came was Bdsmlr. I was hoping I could get some suggestions to fulfill my Tumblr void. I spent many hard nights with tumblr in hand ... I very much miss those nights .

My  power, My Control ... Her trust 

- I would like to make something perfectly clear. This post was not meant to provoke, or condone “Choking” as a form of edge play. I assume that most are familiar with the dangers of any type of edge play, and will it will be “ Safe, Sane, and Consensual” 

As a child, when I watched Frankenstein, I was always perplexed, as to why the people in the town wanted to destroy him.

They claimed he was a monster, but I had a different perspective, n my eyes he was not the monster, but the victim.

Recently, I was betrayed by someone I once loved. It was at this point, I began to see life through Frankenstein ‘s eyes.

Frankenstein's Betrayal ....

 
She gathered up the masses,     
stoked the fires of their torches     
led them to the castle     
to bring down the beast   
   
They came     
they conquered     
they destroyed     
   
   
the     
wrong     
monster
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