domiguy
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ORIGINAL: BoiJen does anybody actually give their submission without expectation of Dominance in return? Exactly. They get the dominant end of the stick....The "gift concept" are for people who enjoy going to movies and watching everyone for the next 90 minutes die from cancer. "My submission is a gift"...It's like a hand in glove....What in the fuck does a glove get out of this deal?....Maybe the glove would rather be in some field getting fucked by a bull. It's a trade off...Needs meet needs...wants, desires, aches and on and on and fucking on and on....Someone who does not have the "need" to be dominated rarely says, "Ya know, Domiguy seems a little bummed out today....I think I will make a gift of my submission to him." This is where the argument begins to loose some steam. From the number of threads it is clear that subs are gifting there submission pretty much at will....Meaning that their most cherished of treasures are being wrapped up and delivered to some fairly extreme shitheads....Without a whole lot of thought....Some gift. The reason that most of us are out here is because we have an interest need, desire....Blah blah blah blah.......In some aspect of bdsm.....So we meet...Things are cool...And then one day we exchange gifts....Lil' subsusie's mom and family look on as subsusie unwraps her present ....In the mean time I have closely examined my gift, held it up to the light, shaken it and dejectedly I have determined it is probably not an i-phone....My mother, Dommenique,her boredom clearly showing, rolls her eyes and motions that I should probably unwrap my gift. Subsusie let's out a high pitched squeal that only a dog could hear....as she holds up her gift....."What is it?" shouts her mother....Subsusie with tears rolling down her face screams, "It's his domination!!!" Her family immediately encircles her and they hop up in down in unison, laughing and yelling.....My mother asks me, "son, what did you receive?" Unenthusiastically, I open my hands to show her subsusie's submission all wrinkled and balled up. My mother grimaces and whispers, "Poor thing. Well, maybe you'll get what you want next year....You know it's the thought that counts...But that is really a suck ass gift." She puts her hand on my shoulder as I throw subsusie's submission into the closet...It lands with a soft thud directly between the submission of subsarah, sublaurie and sublateesha.
< Message edited by domiguy -- 8/2/2007 6:57:25 AM >
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