Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Humiliation

I wrote this some time ago and tonight, as I was reminded of how very intense this particular type of play can be, I thought to share it here.


I am a female who is fond of humiliation play, yet, relatively still quite new to it. I have been considering since the question was raised, the effect such interaction has for me both physically and mentally.

Initially, physically, there is a response much like has been described; my body blushes, creating heat and tingling sensations to course over the surface of my skin. As it becomes more prominent in certain areas, the feeling becomes a very sexual, erotic response to being in a position, or performing an act, which in itself my mind sees as humiliating and therefore something I would normally in most situations, not do.

What makes this such a unique experience to me, and more so what brings it from humiliation to enjoyable, is the utter sense of being exposed. It is almost as if, I have become quite naked. There is an intimate sense of vulnerability; the more vulnerable I become, the more arousal I feel. Because of the inability to hide such open responses, there is a very real sense of freedom as a result.

For a time, I am not living within the tight constraints of a society where my desires and needs are most often seen as abnormal or dangerous in nature. For a time, there are no inhibitions. For a time, I am able to simply be who and what I am..

...Sometimes, that is just a little female animal begging and pleading for more..

Such a lovely state indeed; one that can be very intoxicating and addictive; one, that if not properly controlled, can be very dangerous.

A state, that is no less craved by me, even so.

Thursday, September 4, 2008

Submission; A Statement Of Truth

Submission is not a gift.

Submission, is an act of yielding control to the will of a strong, capable, dominant man or woman; it is a state of surrender to authority exercised.

I do not give control; instead, it is taken from me, and as a result I will defer and yield. There are very few men that I know, who are able to understand this. More so, even fewer, who are able to act upon that understanding.

I do not offer; I present who and what I am as a female. I do not give; I acquiesce my mind and body to dominance and power.

I do not romanticize dominance and submission, by believing them to be an exchange of gifts to be cherished and adored. I do not find the concepts lovely, beautiful, or pretty in display. Instead, I see submission as a very primal, raw, and instinctive response to genuine domination; which can be strong, harsh, and demanding.

Indeed, the men who I will submit to, understand this and do not hesitate to take what is there to be taken.

Men don't wait, for the "gift".