Missokyst
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I don't know. As for myself, I have endured the slave state early on in my bdsm activity. And I do say endured because I mean it that way. For one man I was nothing but a slave. I changed my speech patterns to something he found more pleasuable. I learned when he wanted me to be noisy in bed, and when he wanted no noise, no motion, nothing but to use me like I was a vinyl doll. I learned to use cuss words, smoke, and not recoil when people used drugs around me. He never asked me to take drugs so that was thankfully never a place I had to cross. But I would have, if he had asked. I was his slave, with no thoughts beyond his pleasure. But I was there because I was nothing to me. I lived for him because I felt that was the only pleasure I deserved. I was his for five years in body, and another 15 years in mind, even though there were men after him. For me that slave state is destructive. I know I could be there again, but I will not allow it. People should have needs. They should feel the right to pleasure. By turning my own off for someone else I killed a part of myself which cannot be reclaimed. In my head I am still a sex toy. I haven't been able to overcome that, only control who controls it. Kyst
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pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding ~Gibran, Kahlil “The truth is, everyone is going to hurt you. You just got to find the ones worth suffering for.” ― Bob Marley
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