i'm thinking about what i wrote yesterday about Women's bad behaviour. i hope this didn't come across as anti-Women. that wasn't my intention at all.
i love my Owner. i'd do anything for Her. but that doesn't mean i'm at the beck and call of Anybody with a uterus.
if Mistress chooses to put me in Someone Else's hands, then i obey. but where some Woman starts treating me like Her property purely because of the y chromosome, i get out of there fast.
the collar i wear makes me Mistress' property, not that of every Woman in the world.
remember, margaret thatcher was a Woman. so was myra hindlay.
the trick is, when it comes to slavery, to prepare the ground properly first. whether owning or being owned, it's only sensible to pick S/someone whose kinks match your own. a Sadistic Dacryphiliac and an adult baby/cuddle-bug are not a match made in heaven.
you need Someone with the same tastes as you. music, books, music, television, politics.. where there's a disagreement, this puts a strain on the power imbalance that brought you together.
and remember, you're there to fit into Her life, not the other way round. you exist for Her comfort, pleasure and convenience. if She wants to watch celebrity big brother at the same time as you want to listen to the metallica bootleg She let you buy, Who do you think wins?
at least if you share Her tastes, then popular culture will be a link, not a wedge, between you.
Thursday, 28 January 2010
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