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ORIGINAL: mistoferin

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ORIGINAL: sexyred1
I have said lately that it is not what is said, but how it is said that makes the difference in online speak. And both you and the OP couched your replies in a context that suggested that you both felt lofti-er than the rest of us.

If that was your perception and interpretation of what I wrote and it remains so even after I have clarified to you that my intention was not as you perceived it to be, then there is most likely little I can do to change your mind. You will see it as you will but it won't change the fact that I don't feel "lofti-er" than anyone.

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ORIGINAL: KatyLied

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I'm not bitter, like Jessica Rabbitt, I have been drawn that way.

I like to say "I'm not cold, I just project that way."

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I think your kinda hot.......sparky...

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ORIGINAL: Darcyandthedark

I will make a couple of comments - constructive I hope you perceive them.
I liked the piece of writing, and is all good for posting it, but its hard for many people to take seriously a written piece when they can't have empathy with the person posting.  So a post like yours - intial posting where no one 'knows' you or has grown to know your perceptions and ethics - it can come across in two different ways.  One is slightly smug - look what I can do and how it makes me feel kind of smug.  Another way is it comes across as quite frankly - wank fodder.  Do not get me wrong, for a blog post or a diary it would be lovely - even some erotica writing site.  But for a first post it just will raise the hackles of some.  That doesn't mean they are shallow - quite the opposite in fact because they do come as they are and be themselves.  And you might not like the reaction, but would you rather falseness?
I know I would not.
 
Also - perfection it was not.  If it did - what really would be the point of ever scening or continuing?  If it was indeed perfection - life itself now, would not be worth living anymore.  Perfection is a lovely concept, but comes at the end of the journey.  It is the final, exquiste exit.
 
As for the question itself.   Why do I?  Because I am - and I can.
 
Be safe
the.dark.

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ORIGINAL: Darcyandthedark

I will make a couple of comments - constructive I hope you perceive them.
I liked the piece of writing, and is all good for posting it, but its hard for many people to take seriously a written piece when they can't have empathy with the person posting.  So a post like yours - intial posting where no one 'knows' you or has grown to know your perceptions and ethics - it can come across in two different ways.  One is slightly smug - look what I can do and how it makes me feel kind of smug.  Another way is it comes across as quite frankly - wank fodder.  Do not get me wrong, for a blog post or a diary it would be lovely - even some erotica writing site.  But for a first post it just will raise the hackles of some.  That doesn't mean they are shallow - quite the opposite in fact because they do come as they are and be themselves.  And you might not like the reaction, but would you rather falseness?
I know I would not.
 
Also - perfection it was not.  If it did - what really would be the point of ever scening or continuing?  If it was indeed perfection - life itself now, would not be worth living anymore.  Perfection is a lovely concept, but comes at the end of the journey.  It is the final, exquiste exit.
 
As for the question itself.   Why do I?  Because I am - and I can.
 
Be safe
the.dark.

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ORIGINAL: Darcyandthedark
So a post like yours - intial posting where no one 'knows' you or has grown to know your perceptions and ethics - it can come across in two different ways.  One is slightly smug - look what I can do and how it makes me feel kind of smug.  Another way is it comes across as quite frankly - wank fodder. 

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ORIGINAL: mistoferin

Well maybe I'm just weird or something but if I am with a partner that I am committed to I could find that kind of connection in the middle of Times Square at 5 minutes to 12 on New Year's Eve. When the connection gets made there are only 2 people on the whole planet to me, everyone else ceases to exist.

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ORIGINAL: Dnomyar

I have a nympho friend for you if you want. After her I dont think your post would be as long. Not a bad fantasy piece to try to snag a woman. Not something I would do.  

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ORIGINAL: Beuford


Why?

When I can look at a person with pride, Just because they choose me. Their beauty shinning, glowing when they look at me. Their eyes searching mine for guildense. Their eyes glossing over as I begin to take them places of their dreams. Just the pride of their being with me.

As I begin to lay out my tools they look at me with a mix of fear, anticipation, and absolute trust. Although they are uncertain of their ability to take what I offer, I know in my heart they can and will. Their resolve to trust my skills and push themselves to please me by taking what I have to offer.

As I begin to work on them, the twitching muscles . The sighs of anticipation, waiting for the next touch, sensation, scream. The nervous twitch in a leg, the shudder of a shoulder. All this fuels me, makes me centered. My gift to them is control. My focus is theirs. My intent is unmistakable, them. I'm inside them now, with them. Knowing what is needed, feeling what is next and the result it will have. Making a back shudder with a flogger, or dance with a signal whip. A carefully applied nipple clamp, or a pinch. A shudder and a sigh, I feel their pleasure. I feel their building of emotion. I feel their relaxation, their acceptance of what is inevitable.

My control over them is now complete. They have surrendered to my will. I now build with them an intensity they have dreamed of. Feared, longed for . They have given me the responsibility of their journey, their trust. As I continue to build the intensity of my touches, they begin to waiver. They begin to drift to their dream. A release of spirit, of reality. Their eyes half open, glossed over, I ask if they remember their words. They answer "yes Master" and repeat them for me. Groggy and distant their words are true and tell me where they are. They are mine. Mind, body and soul are mine if not just for the moment. My respect, resolve and admiration are completely theirs. My resolve to them not to fail is absolute.

As I bring them to their place, just slightly increasing my intensity, I watch as they drift off. The relaxation of their entire body, the wave of bliss. Totally washing over them, they are there. Drifting and happy. My euphoric gift to them. Only possible with their surrender, their trust. At this moment, just for a moment, I feel like a God. What they allowed me to do for them makes me rise to an above human status. Just for a moment, the world is gone. It's just us, a perfect moment. I keep her there as long as I feel is safe, I want her safe and with me. The responsibility sharpens my focus and resolve even more. My pride swells as she drifts from my skills. I watch and keep her safe, smiling softly as she's floating. The unseeing eyes look at me, the vision of sight with out seeing.

As she softly drifts back to me I hold her close. Softly stroking her hair, I whisper my admiration to her. Telling her of my pride and amazement of her. The unspoken love. My arms engulfing her, she knows there is no safer place in the world. She is untouchable, completely cared for. She looks in my eyes and I see her gratitude and we grow even more complete. We are, if just for a moment, Perfect.

This is why I do.

    Thanks for reading. Why do you? Beuford

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ORIGINAL: Beuford
As for my first posting and needed to prove my slef, It is only my first posting here.
I would rather hear the truth and not like it, then to hear lies .
This is a discription of a sceen I had with  a woman that I am blessed to have. It is not a fabrication ot fantasy.
And it was perfection, to me. One that I will strive to find again.

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ORIGINAL: Darcyandthedark

[sm=flowers.gif]
He doesn't like to share - but then again - never says never!

the.dark.

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ORIGINAL: mistoferin

Hiyas and stuff dark,
I saw his post in a 3rd way. I saw it as a guy who was moved enough by an experience that he was motivated to write about it and share it with "the world". I don't know, maybe I'm feeling kind of sappy but I thought it was sweet. I was thinking that I'd be tickled if a partner of mine wrote of me that way. And I swear, I have not even touched the Egg Nog yet.

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ORIGINAL: Beuford

This is the perfection I would try to recreate for myself and her. For me It couldn't have been more complete.
You need not agree, I respect your thoughts and you have my thanks for sharing them. I hope you enjoy the Holidays :)