The Art Of Power Exchange
Power is a word that expresses strength, respect, and in this context, commitment. Power exchange is used mostly in the BDSM community of kink. The submissive will acquiesce to the will of Mistress after negotiation and agreement. In fantasy land, many a sub will imagine a Femdom making claims and aggressively coercing the submissive against his will or better judgment. An example is recruiting a heterosexual male into becoming gay 100%. During cuckold occasions like eating the cream pie and fluffing may be acceptable. Making a hetero male 100 % gay is like trying to change the spots on a leopard’s back.
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Compatability And Agreement
Giving control to a Femdom whom you trust is the ultimate because she is your superior and also your protector. She will make sure you are not pushed beyond physical and mental limits. Intuition is involved in this choice, things will seem to click in the choice decided. I have witnessed the most loving women in the D/s scene in conjunction with the cruelty they administer. ” I must be cruel only to be kind” meant something different in Hamlet of course, but really fitting in a scene of corporal discipline. Fact: power comes from the bottom up. The submissive has a great deal of power in the whole dynamic.
Do A Strokethon And Win
Speaking of power exchange, are you ready to show power in the upcoming Strokethon? You will be on cam stroking for the Mistresses watching and encouraging the best of your goals. You will be in a contest, prepare yourself because there will be prizes and “edging” you. along. Watching boys jerking off is very humiliating, don’t you agree? Your dick is on display. Check the date and register. Time is getting short.
Queen Of The Desert
Speaking of power, ask the desert, the desert will test your power or if you are a wimp. You are living in the desert because you hunt power. Everything is a test. The high and low temperatures, the monsoons that batter your house, the thankless gardening in many cases. The last monsoon caught me on a mountain trail ten minutes from my car, grateful I was not in a wash being taken by a wall of water. I timed it though, that I would not be carried away in a flood. Instead, I was soaking wet sitting on a rock watching lightning in the distance. After 20 minutes I continued on the slippery trail to my car. That was staking power, hunting power, and receiving it at the mercy of nature.
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