Kana
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Ooooooh flark off. You know nothing about me or what I do or how I do it little Ms judgemental on zero freaking facts. But you just told me everything I need to know about your shallow empty vapid self. Here's the deal. Slaves/subs get something out of service. Something more than orgasms. Lots of women have trouble cumming. Some can't with a partner. Some will never be able to. But that's not what they, and most subs, primarily get from serving. They get the endorphin rush that comes with hard play, the joy of serving another, the solidity n knowing they are owned, a million and one things that are all internal and have nothing to do with orgasms. In fact, for most women I've known, these internal things, these intangibles, are far far more important than cumming. I recognize this. I understand it. Fuck, I even encourage it. This is simple crap. People do things because they like the results. Negative results and they stop doing them. Positive and they come back for more. So if she keeps returning, she is getting something from the experience. Which means I am giving her something that strikes a chord inside of her, fills a need within. This ain't selfish. It ain't self serving. Its simply recognizing a critical component of the paradox that is BDSM, in serving, she is rewarded and in giving, she also receives. And it's also recognizing a basic fact of human nature as well as one other minor fact-that in focusing so much on an orgasm that may or may not be achievable, and with all to often fragile male egos involved, trying to give her/make her have something she may not be capable of having may result in all the ficus on what isn't perfect and result in ignoring the oh so much that is going well. Besides which, WTFF-the slave is there to please and satisfy me. That's her fucking purpose and role in my life. It ain't the other fucking way around. I give what I give and if she likes it, great. And if she doesn't, oh fucking well. The one thing America does better than anything else is produce prime pussy. More is literally being born as I speak. If she can't satisfy me, she ain't staying. And if I'm not satisfying her, WTF would she bother to keep calling? It ain't like I have the only cock in the neighborhood or that a girl needs anything more than last call to find a guy to sleep with. Fuck. I hate presumptive jackasses. I tell ya, lazy thinking is going to be the end of us all. As for what I call my slaves, what the fuck business of yours is it if the slutcuntbitchthingcockmeat likes it, then it ain't none of your nosy ass, whining, fucking affairs now, is it? So really, fuck off. Take your fucking disgust and judgement and wing it at someone who truly gives a fuck. Because I don't. I think its fucking funny making dumb ass monkeys dance.. I'm a sadist. I'm a provocateur. I like to yank peoples chains and watch how they react. It reveals so much about their true character. Doesn't it now? Doesn't it?
< Message edited by Kana -- 10/1/2016 7:47:22 AM >
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