MistressLavinia
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ORIGINAL: MistressLavinia
I think you scared the whole site away!!!!! And yet, you look so *sweet*! muahhhh, thanks for the shudders 
Edited: cause I wanted too and it's what I do, *sweet* in a sexy scary kinda way
I came into the hardcore BDSM scene in my teens through very, very rough leatherman crowd. I guess I am insensitive about that stuff. Sorry, but glad it made you shudder.
The first thing I ever saw outside of my personal 'slap & tickle' experiences was a slave boy getting CBT. His balls cleanly shaven were nailed to a specially made cross. They cut a slit in his balls, pushed in a shiny metal straw and blew up his nutsack like a balloon... then the real torture started. Unfortunately, I didn't shudder. The sight and scent of blood made my cock hard. By the way, this was in a public gay bar.
I was with the girl who published the swinger's magazine the gay bar advertised in. She had free access to the all male club. I was, in fact, her guest as I was quite young and under age... a handsome trophy. She was in her 30s and had already introduced me to mild BDSM. She was amazed and pleased that all this hardcore stuff made my cock hard. So she got on the floor and took my cock in her mouth.
After plenty of beatings with various crops and whips, when the boy was covered in blood and welts, the Master started some intensely vicious humiliation. He made the slave boy pronounce his worthlessness and beg for sexual release. He made the slave shout at the crowd and whipped him if it wasn't loud enough, "I am a lowly sex pig, please someone come lick my worthless bloody balls". He made him yell out and describe in detail how he would masterbate if his hands weren't tied to that damn cross . . . it was fucking sexy as hell!!! The crowd got excited and soon a train of guys were at the cross started sucking and jacking on the slave.
So there I was I was in this crowded gay bar, watching a train of guys blow someone, watching the welts on his cock slide in and out of mouths while my own cock was being sucked. I looked around and saw guys smiling, flirting and giving me the high sign while this bitch gobbled my knob in front of them in the middle of a BDSM scene. I remember I could smell blood and stale beer as I shot down her throat. It was so sexy hot guys were pairing up and fucking all over the place. It was the 70s so you could still bareback strangers then.
Those were my humble beginnings in social BDSM. It made me want to tie people to a cross. I wanted to be the Master that drove his slave past the boundaries where pleasure and pain blur so intensely all sensation becomes sexually stimulating, no matter how brutal. I wanted to be the expert Master that could reduce his slave to trembling slut. I wanted to make my partner completely surrender to passion, on the orgasmic brink and grateful for any sexual touch . . . even a strangers mouth to cum in while Master manipulates a crowd and watches.
And I did become that person. I am not in the least bit scary if you have an open mind. I am an edge player that believes emotional or mental boundaries are voluntary and you should rid yourself of them asap. You should run up to the edge and jump off. Don't worry, have faith, you will learn to fly on the way down.
edit: "I will teach you to fly on the way down" is my usual way of making that statement to my slaves. I corrected it to apply to all reading the thread.
Its too bad I'm at the other end of the spectrum. I fly like the bitch I am, I fly proud, but I could always use a wise lessson. I'm reading the thread and it was quoted to me, so to answer directly, I have been involved in some serious scenes as well, I'm learning a different path. Almost to me, the path of sensual, becomes sadistic to my mind, I have to remember that in time, this woman, wants a child, it's my primary goal for now, so my senses change a little, you yourself don't scare me, I am not into getting pain, so that scares me, the lightbulb, the eggs, I can't imagine pain like that, but then again I couldn't imagine a child coming out of my body, but hopefully it will. I have to keep my mind in tune to all aspects of things I respect and admire. I try to never judge, but sometimes humanly do. I don't like throwing stones, I'd rather throw mountains. I don't like some of the fucking attitude towards you here, - YOU are the dominant, so If you want hair but don't like it on others, that is your choice, and no one should come between you and your submissive or belittle someone else just because they fucking like hair. You don't like it, it doesn't mean your wrong, and that for me is a problem when someone pipes the fuck in and starts condemning a thought you have. Again, I'm pretty sure you pay your own bills, and none of the judges here help with your mortgage do they? I am not defending you - you don't need it, but as a friend I'm stating, who is so powerful to throw anything your way, with words, especially when its your right to have hair, or not have hair. You asked to explain the appeal, not to judge you - it doesn't appeal to me on a woman, I can deal when it's on a man, It's masculine then. I prefer it not in the way in either case. It's my preference.
Edited of course, why the fuck not: I have had the landing strip, and I do think its sexy at times, Im pierced, I dont want hair, It's a matter of beauty to me, not because it comes with maturity you have pubic hair, I wasn't born with piercings either, but they're there now. I like my jewels blinging.
< Message edited by MistressLavinia -- 9/9/2010 8:20:02 AM >
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