Killerangel -> RE: What are your impressions of the "other-side?" (7/13/2012 7:54:40 AM)
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ORIGINAL: Killerangel I know this is a kink site, but I'm so tired of men asking me personal, intimate, questions as a greeting that I could just scream. That's all they want to know about - evidently it is the only subject in the universe that can be used for conversation. I know. It irritates me when I've told someone that I'm happily married and they start asking about the intimate details of our sex lives. (I bet you get LOTS of spankings...<pant,pant,pant>) What in the world makes a stranger think I'm going to discuss the details of what happens between Master and I with a complete stranger? They think that discussions, meetings, or whatever they want to get them off is freely being offered so they just have to ask for it. They forget that human beings in all their complex glory are on the other side of the letters they type up. They're so concentrated on themselves that it never crosses their mind to consider that person they are asking to interact with has their own agenda and wants. I know people see this is an adult site, it seems that their brains switch off at that point and they construe the subject of the site means they can bypass the usual social pattern and just go get what they want. I'm not freaking here to service strangers. That idea gets met with much outrage and indignation because the men contacting me can't conceive of me thinking such a thing. They are perceiving the site to be about what they want it to be, an endless purveyor of sex/kink. Sigh. On one hand yeah, I can see where the topic may lend itself to the chucking aside of the usual social pattern, on the other hand we're all still people. I don't know, it's extremely depressing. I periodically hide my profile in order not to deal with it. I get so bone tired of men thinking I'm a product they can acquire by simply stating that they want my services. The screams of fake!, fake!, because women don't just put out are tiring. To me, the guys asking for instant gratification are the fakes. They seem to have forgotten that I'm not a blow up doll- here for their convenience.
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