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chicagoswitch -> RE: does a beaten female body arouses you? (1/9/2010 8:09:42 PM)
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ORIGINAL: Marc2b
Scars, bruises, and blood don’t arouse me at all. In fact they rather disgust me. There is a fine line between punishment in a Master/slave relationship and outright abuse. IMHO a true Master (or Mistress for that matter)/slave relationship cannot be complete until the slave understands that while they should have a healthy fear of the Master's displeasure (for that will bring down punishment), they need never be afriad of their Master. It is an important distinction.
What arouses me is the primal passion play of primate dominance and submission.
What arouses me is what comes before - the beautiful sight of a naked, kneeling woman, raising her hands together to be bound. The look of shame in the knowledge that she has disappointed Master (which is the true punishment - the whip is actually atonement for having been displeasing/disobedient). The trembling lower lip of fearful anticipation combined with the knowledge that Master will not suffer any challenges to his dominance - which is what the slave craves.
What arouses me is what comes during - the beautiful sight of a naked woman, arms stretched overhead, toes barely touching the ground as she cranes her neck around to try and see what implement Master is choosing for this punishment. The jiggling butt cheeks and breasts, the struggle against the bonds, the wonderful smacking sound of leather against flesh, the cries, yells, whimpers and tears. The sincere exclamations that she is sorry for having been displeasing and will strive to be more obedient and pleasing.
What arouses me is what comes afterward - the beautiful sight of a naked woman kneeling before me, kissing the whip and thanking me for punishing her.
What arouses me is what comes later – the beautiful sight of a naked woman crawling up to me during a quiet moment later that evening to place her cheek against my leg, as she looks up at me with watery doe eyes of submission - speaking whole volumes of contrition and secure in the knowledge (and underneath, joyful in the knowledge) that Master is always, firmly in charge and that he will have his slave be obedient and pleasing - always. The sigh of relief and gratitude when I put my hand on her head - a silent gesture that lets her know that Master's displeasure is sated and she is now forgiven.
What arouses me is the smile that gesture always brings about.
This is absolutely beautiful.
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