DesFIP
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Joined: 11/25/2007 From: Apple County NY Status: offline
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ORIGINAL: MasterHypnotist Y'all realize that if I had a BMW 550, really loved that vehicle, and took it out off-roading, whapped it with chains in the privacy of my own garage, scratched its paint, cut its interior leather, compromised its performance by sticking things where they don't belong, cussed and swore at it for now not being all it should be, and did minimal maintenance on it, or conversely, did outrageous maintenance and body work on it to bring it back near spec's, just so I could do it all over again... people would think I was just loopy! The 550 would suffer in its performance and value. I don't know if a 550 is an offroading vehicle. Let's say it is designed to go off road to be challenged to its fullest. Are you then doing it any favors if you keep it in the garage all the time, not using it, for fear of getting it scratched up? Beyond that, what pleasure would you have from buying a vehicle for a specific purpose and then not using it for that purpose, still being unable to go offroading despite owning a good offroad car? Do not compare bruises with cutting the seats. Compare bruises with going through a mud puddle. It might take you all the next day to wash it and wax it until it again looked pristine. The wash and waxing for many people is fun in and of itself, it gives them satisfaction of a different kind than they got the previous day when they gaily drove through streams and swamps. So the bruises are like the mud and the washing is the aftercare. Both have their place for people who enjoy being bruised and being tended afterwards and for the people who enjoy doing the bruising and doing the tending. Now for me, we don't play to the point of bruising intentionally but he gets a kick out of rubbing my skin afterwards to eliminate rope marks. He gets a kick out of me being so out of it I'm likely to walk into walls if he doesn't keep his arm around me. He enjoys doing all of it, as do I. Humiliation is something I don't do because I don't handle it well. But I respect enormously those who can do it. For people who are not as emotionally fragile as I am, there is great strength in being shown yourself at your lowest; no make up, tears and snot running down your face, begging for the basics - and then being shown equally that when you are at your lowest you are loved just as much if not more than when you are fully armored with cosmetics, careful dressing, civilized surroundings. All of us have parts of ourselves we are not proud of, we wish to hide from others for fear of rejection. What could be better than to have those mean impulses, fears etc dragged out into broad daylight and know that you are loved not despite being less than perfect but because of it? That is unconditional love in my book and something few of us ever receive.
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