ResidentSadist
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Joined: 2/11/2007 From: a mean old Daddy, but I like you - Joni Mitchell Status: offline
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On this day 5 years ago, Sep 18th 2012, I collared sandy and she became my slave. On this day 4 years ago, Sep 18th 2013, I married sandy and she became my slave wife. I have more love and lust for her today than I did yesterday. And my passion, our passion, is growing stronger over time. We share a deep emotional, romantic and supportive bond . . . we respect each other and the framework of our relationship. I am madly in love with her intellect, creativity and passion for life. She's got a lotta' heart. A good heart. I lust for her beauty and crave her perverted sex drive. Her desires mesh with mine like a jigsaw puzzle. We are both kinky romantics at heart. We frequently give each other flowers, cards and presents for no reason at all. Through it all, we maintain BDSM protocols daily and frequently engage in twisted S&M leather play. We have not stopped playing on the edge. Our kink has not waned . . . just this week she was left bleeding after a very rough non consensual encounter. Man, she was really pissed at me. But at the same time, she is my property and she is so beautiful and sexy to me, it fires my lust even if the mood is not reciprocal. So on the rare occasion when she protests, I sometimes ignore her protest. After her anger subsides, our bond as owner and property is actually reinforced . . . because I used her like property. She feels owned and desirable, even if she is mad as hell about being raped. The bittersweet harmony of an occasional conflicting emotion does not erode our bond. Conflicting emotions are part of reality and we aren't just romantics, we are also realists. We are not inflexible. Some things may change or evolve over time. Like the fact we are both getting older and after a painful day of working hard, it isn't easy to find pleasure in painful torture. We are extremist and "warm up" used to take 2 minutes and sicking a couple needles through her nipples or putting a knife to her and cutting a little bit. She really loves knives. But a on a day when her body hurts to begin with, taking extra time for some not so edgy play, like a gentle flogging or a fur glove massage while verbally drawing her into a good mindset is required. But no matter what the case may be, we very rarely miss the point or leave each other's core desires unfulfilled in romance or kink. And our sense of humor has not died. Five years of clowning around and we still make each other laugh like little kids. We still think each other are funny and we can both take a joke. And that concludes this happy anniversary post for my baby.     
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