Prinsexx
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ORIGINAL: MasterFireMaam Perfectly clear to me, Michael...and a very good point. But, you have to realize that most people operate on a day to day basis from a base of fear. Most of what they do, they do because they are working to reassure themselves they are of value....at another's expense. Master Fire This I absolutely have empathy with. Most of, if not all of. my early socialisation: parents, family, teachers, school, religion (or rather absence of because that was such a totalitarian system I just refused to go), early jobs and even higher education, was COMPETITIVE NOT CO-OPERATIVE. Now I do believe bdsm power exchange differs fundamentally from thsoe early enforced socialisation patterns and so my desires in sexuality I call my sexual politics. I am, by my own score, a feminist slave....I know I get my sense of power from serving/submitting BUT it is only a sense of power IF my service/submsiion is also valued by my partner....otherwise well I just may as well play by myself. I came away from the previous relationship knowing that I constantly had a feeling that 'it' (my status) wasn't enough, what I did wasn't enough, who I was wasn't enough. Now if at any point there had been healing along with the pain, if there had been praise along with the punishment, or recognition/joy/emotional connection love even? of me, for who and what I was, then I could have sustained it. But NO. It simply reminded me, it simply aped, well it simply was reminiscent of power over, fuck overs, knowing-better-overs, authority over me. Strangely enough he phoned me last week. feeling very depressed. It was a conversation about how he felt!!! Remarkable as for the first time there seemed to be a feeling human being emerging BUT it was a conversation outside the dynamic which I had freed myself from. What he didn't realise was that he wasn't losing face by admitting to feeling depressed. I felt real pleasure that, as a friends, he phoned me. but there was no sense of him saying he had phoned me either because he felt depressed because I was no longer serving him, or that he felt depressed because he was missing me. Just a 'I feel' call. It was again like I have the right to phone you anytime I want and tell you how I feel (but I will never answer the phone ifyou call me). It was still part of the scoring game. I have stopped playing. What I have to maker sure of is that I don't blame him for being an 'unexpected' or worse still blame others because blaming him didn't change him and didn't get me anywhere. Which brings me back to the beginning again which is: it's very difficult not to get pulled back into those early roles I learned when we were kids and tryimg to survive against a world that felt as if everyone else knew better. Paradoxically those who are on the outside of any relationship based on bdsm as power exchange least see its greatest potential as sexual politics and when I say that I mean sexual revolutionary politics outside of the no-win power struggle that the world at large survives upon.
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