ResidentSadist -> RE: Rage Against the Machine (6/1/2012 8:41:48 PM)
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"I am also curious for the Dom(mes) out there. Do you utilize BDSM to work out you normal day to day frustrations when they come to a head? Do you find yourself more aggressive than normal when you notice that pent up rage?" Normal day to day frustrations, yes. My slave greets me naked kneeling at the door, she kisses my feet and tells me something nice like why she is happy I own her. I set down my attache and shrug off the stress of the work day and I pet her, telling her something she has done recently that pleases me (as reinforcement) and why I am glad I own her. We can spend 5 minutes or so focusing on each other, reinforcing our relationship, it can end with a kiss, sex, a beating or wherever the mood takes it. One day, I had abnormal frustration. Not your day to day stuff. I lost a huge legal battle with the government. I really thought I was going to win after 2 years fighting (I was naive). Losing cost me an amount of money too large to mention on the internet and have anyone believe what I say. Lets just say it was enough to make me very frustrated and angry. Actually, I was mad as hell. I went home and announced that something happened at work that made me very frustrated and angry . . . she asked if beating her would make me feel better (bless her heart). I told her that wasn't a good idea and that I was never a "kick the dog in anger type of person". However, in the inverse, I told her I wanted her the highest protocol she could, give me a Master's bath, a massage, a drink and tender her sexual services while I smoked a cigar. I paddled her ass and commanded her every move until I found my release. Yes, I was was much more demanding and aggressive than normal. Yes, I used BDSM to seek the comforts of a king and relieve my frustrations. Yes, using BDSM made me feel much better. I may have taken a beating at work but I was king of my castle and enjoyed creature comforts my legal opponents could only dream of. In the aftermath while looking down at her as she knelt on the floor hugging my leg, I saw the look of adoration on her face, a tear in her eye from the struggle, pain and sacrifice she had just undergone and I thought to myself, this is beyond putting a value on it. Whatever the cost of the day, no matter how many battles I lose, no matter how much money the battles cost, what I have is priceless and mine to keep. I let her know how I felt and told her she was a "good girl".
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