sleazybutterfly
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I had a Dom the other night, tell me after a few short hrs of conversation he was able to conclude the following about me. I was a lesbian. The reasons for this being: 1. I like to be dominated by men. 2. I prefer to be a Domme over men. 3. I had been part of an equal relationship of a few years with a woman. Somehow, this made me a lesbian. (I am not mad about this, he and I have talked since..and it's all good..lol) I also ran into a more serious case of this though. A man thought that my desire to be a sub/slave was based solely on the abuse in my childhood and some other personal factors. (some of you know these already, I won't repeat) He took it upon himself to think that I was in self-destruct mode, and therefore should be put in a hospital where I wouldn't harm (or let others)harm me, sort of a deprogramming. This put me literally in a fight for my life and my freedom. It was not possible that I enjoyed being spanked, whipped, slapped, used..etc. There had to be something "wrong" causing this. What I have ran into time and time again as a submissive/slave, is Doms who think that after some very short conversations (IM, phn) that they know my hidden thoughts and desires and have found the secret code that will simplify any thoughts that I have. There has to be hidden meaning in things that I say. I suppose because of my position I am not capable of stating a clear thought and meaning it the exact way that I say it; it's concluded that I must speak in "sub code" and I need someone else to sort it all out for me and tell me where I have went astray. I am I guess probably not so much asking a question, I suppose. I am just more needing to rant a moment about this and wonder if others face this on a pretty regular basis. Respectfully, Andrea
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