Faramir
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ORIGINAL: Grlwithboy It's not suffering for me, it's just feels incredibly false for me to ping pong back between "I own you, as I own my car, toaster, and whip" and "I lurrrrve you." For some people this may integrate fine, but we do a lot of degradation, denial, and VA. No doubt different people frame, process and fuel their relationships different ways. For me, there is no ping-ponging--it is an integrated whole. When I spit in her face and I feel her cunt spasm around me, that feels like love. When I wipe her cunt juice in her face and make her smell what a whore she is, she clings to me tighter--her heart is drawn to me. Her heart is mine, if not solely because I torture her cunt, at least the door is opened, the connection formed. The only way I can say "I lurrrrve you" is because she genuinely sees me as her "author and disposer." The converse is that I can't do those things, can't be cruel or comtrolling, without I am at, or moving towards, eros love.
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True masters, true subs and slaves, X many years in the lifestyle, Old Guard this and High Protocol that--it's like a convention of D&D nerds were allowed to have sex once, and they decided to make a religion out of it.
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