Fuck fifty shades of grey

From fervidm’s blog

I’m feeling particularly feisty today…a delightful post I wrote a while ago before this blog existed.

I love a man with manners, but respect is more important in the bedroom.  The female obsession with Fifty Shades of Grey is basically the cry out for the good fuck that women don’t know how to ask for.  It’s quite simple really. Women are sick of taking care of you.  They are sick of having to take the lead in your everyday life.  They are always in control.  They want you to show them that you still know how to make their thighs tremble.  You are not a dependent little boy.  She wants to know that you can take her as passionately as she imagines the man next door could.

Does this scene sound familiar:  You are tired from a hard day of work.  You struggle to get dinner on the table within a reasonable time before you need to go to bed.  You are already preparing yourself for tomorrow’s work day.  You are exhausted, but there is a reasonable part of you that recognizes that you haven’t had sex with your partner in a while.  You proceed to get ready for bed and climb under the covers…clothed.  You turn on the television and settle in, your arm pressed snugly against the side of your partner’s body.  You don’t say much, but you begin to kiss or touch each other in a somewhat suggestive manner.  You can pretty much predict the routine that will follow.  He will follow the same “pleasure trail” as usual.  Right breast…Left breast…a little fondling…he’ll trace a line down your stomach in simple, meek kisses.  He’ll pay some oral attention to you, assuming it’s pleasurable.  He’ll assume his spectacular oral skills are making you wet, when in reality, it’s just his saliva.  You don’t make much effort toward him, because you have a headache.  You then have approximately 3 to 5 minutes of sex resembling the pace of a metronome.  If you’re lucky, you’ll cum.  But, you’re not really concerned with this anyway…because…well, you have a headache.  Plus, you know he’ll keep going in his sad attempt to satisfy you if you don’t lie about it.

You’re a timid bunch, gentleman.  The world has emasculated you.  Sure, you may not be 18 anymore; but, you still have the glorious effects of that surging testosterone.  Most women agree that a man who is unapologetic in their attraction to them is a complete turn on.  Stop being coy and delivering the same punches you’ve always thrown.  It’s time for a new bag of tricks.  It’s time for you to reclaim yourself as an alpha male.  It’s time you took control in a much bigger way.  I’m going to switch rolls a bit here.  I will have the cock.  I will successfully lay the pipe.  And it goes a little something like this:

I walk in from a hard day of work.  Throughout the day, I’ve envisioned all the many ways I was going to make you surrender to me.  I pictured myself with a handful of your blond hair, shoving myself deep into your mouth.  You’d be staring up at me, and this would give me a sense of elevation.  You are always telling me what to do.  I am always asking for your permission.  I imagine you, face down, and leaned over the kitchen counter with your legs spread.  I am deep inside you, and with every thrust, you are pushed against the cool countertop making your nipples hard.

I watch you make dinner.  I admire your curves.  I envision the positions I’m going to put you in when we go upstairs…when everyone is asleep.  We finish with the mundane tasks of our evening and head upstairs.  You’re at the sink beginning to wash your face.  I come up behind you.  I take my hand and run it up the back of your head, grabbing a significant handful of hair.  I pull the hair downward, exposing your neck.  You’d expect me to go there next, but I don’t.  I proceed to spread your legs apart and penetrate you with my fingers. I keep the grip on your hair, tugging a little with every thrust of my fingers.  I push you face down onto the counter, with my fingers still inside you; I pull your ass up to meet my face.  I tongue you from behind.  Not too much.  Just enough.  I turn you around and hold your face within my hands at my waist level.  I bend down to grab your breasts.  I am just delicate enough to not bruise you.  I’d part your lips with my thumb, opening your mouth and rub the head of my cock on your lips.  You suck me in.  You wouldn’t be shy about it because I wouldn’t let you.  I sense you’re beginning to enjoy yourself, so I stand you back up.  I aggressively grab your hips and bend you in half.  I thrust into you.  I don’t proceed gently.  I take a free hand and grasp your shoulder to enable me to penetrate you deeper.  I finger your clit while I’m inside of you.  My strokes are long and deep.  I hold my cock inside of you and feel you clench around me.  I fuck you ridiculously, furiously and barbarically.  I pull out.  I have to taste you.  I have to taste “us”.  I lift you onto the countertop and spread your legs in front of me.  I kneel in front of you and bury my face in your sex.  I nibble on your lips and flatten my tongue, rubbing it along your clit from side to side.  I bring you to climax. Before you recover, I put myself back in your mouth.  You attempt to resist, but I only want you to know how good you taste.  We stumble toward the bed, and I lay you on your back.  I enter you and fuck you so deeply, you’d swear I was trying to part you in half. Your nails are digging deep into my back, your face buried in my chest.  With each thrust, I bring you closer to the edge of the bed.  Your head and upper body are draped over the edge, and I watch your tits bounce with each thrust.  You struggle to brace yourself and I grab the tops of your thighs and penetrate you deeper.  You feel every kick of my orgasm.  I pull you back onto the bed and lay on top of you, remaining inside of you.  You are not allowed to clean up.  I stay inside you until I start to soften.  When I pull out, I watch our passion trickle out of you.  I watch your body rise and fall with each exacerbated breath.  Exhaustion will claim us both shortly and this is the last vision I want to have before it does.

This does not have to be a fantasy.  This is not a passage from a book.  Don’t allow me to fuck your women better than you do…

Fuck Fifty Shades of Grey…

 

Slave’s mantra

From Love and domination

“What we’re seeking is an experience of being alive, so that our life experiences on the purely physical plane will have resonances within our own innermost being and reality so that we actually feel the rapture of being alive.

Joseph Campbell
Best known for his work in comparative mythology and comparative religion. His work is vast, covering many aspects of the human experience. His philosophy is often summarised by his famous phrase: Follow your bliss.”

Being centered is a Zen term that means a person is balanced, calm, healthy, peaceful, grounded, nourished. Some might see it as a relaxed state, one of calm, creative, full of the realization of being well-off, in communion with one’s self and one’s environment…How does a Master center a slave? He does it by creating, with his slave, a right relationship, that is, a pact of life in which each is free to be Him and Herself with a total openness, honesty, and clarity of purpose.

A Slave’s Mantra:

i dedicate my self to be always tuned to the infinite potential of becoming all that my Master wants of His slave. i want to become His wealth, His abundance,  His freedom to be the True Master He has always been. i seek only His approval. i will seek only to bring Him happiness, to fulfill, His every desire, to anticipate His needs, physically, emotionally and mentally. To be His muse, His devil’s advocate, His sounding board, even His accomplice.
i seek to lose any precondition judgements that i have of what true servitude is and i will become molded only to my Master design. i will not lose that which had made me my Master choice to be His slave. But i will open all of myself to only Him and to His will and His desires. i will be my Master constant joy.
i will accept, no, i will welcome His pain as freely as i accept His pleasure. i will thank Him for both, with an open and loving slave heart. i am His treasured personal property to do with as He so commands. There are no limits except His, i will deny Him nothing that is in my power to offer Him.
His slave tears and blood will be the offering to my Master alter because I know His Dominance will demand at times pain from me. Pain that pleases Him. And tears and blood that feed that need. i will be His in every sense of the word slave. My slavery is not that of blind submission, i am not a pain slut but it is a part of Him and that is all that matters to me.
I will love Him beyond this mortal life, for i was created to belong to Him as His slave. And if it is possible, i will love Him beyond death. i am Him own.

It’s in the downtime that I know, without the shadow of a doubt, that what I’m doing is right, and strong, and beautiful. It’s not when I’m laying a hand on you, leaving you with marks, both mental and physical, as satisfying and arousing as those things are. It’s when I know that you’re so completely fulfilled, so absolutely happy and content, and safe, that you can be comfortable, being Owned, being Mine, that I am your absolute Master.

Ultimate Intimacy

I’m not a sub but I may be seduced by this master by the way he write. Do you know that you can seduce women with words? Done!

INTRODUCTION TO BDSM

 

A Loving Introduction to BDSM

The myth is that it’s abusive. Actually it’s about trust and communication.

Published on June 15, 2012 by Michael Castleman, M.A. in All About Sex

In the child’s game, Trust Me, one person stands behind the other. The one in front falls backward, trusting the other to catch them before crashing to the floor. Trust Me contains an element of danger, the risk of not getting caught and getting hurt. The person falling places great trust in the person catching. When the falling player trusts the catcher enough to let go completely, and the catch happens as planned, both players experience a moment of exhilaration that’s difficult to duplicate any other way.

It’s About Trust

BDSM is similar. The myth is that it’s abusive and weird—whips and chains! Actually it’s about trust. When trust trumps the possibility of harm, the result can feel incredibly intimate and erotic.

There are several terms for BDSM: power-play or domination-submission (D/s) because one lover has control over the other, at least nominally; sado-masochism (SM), which involves spanking, flogging or other types of intense sensation; and bondage and discipline (BD), which involves restraint. But the current term is BDSM.

Many people consider BDSM perverted, dehumanizing, or worse. But aficionados call it the most loving, nurturing, intimate form of human contact and play. People can have sex without conversation, negotiation, or any emotional connection. But in BDSM, the players always arrange things in advance with clear, intimate communication, which creates a special erotic bond.

DeSade and Sacher-Masoch

Ancient Greek art depicts BDSM. The Kama Sutra (300 A.D,) touts erotic spanking, and European references date from the 15th century. But BDSM flowered during the 18th century, when some European brothels began specializing in restraint, flagellation and other “punishments” that “dominant” women meted out to willingly “submissive” men.

In 1791 the French Marquis de Sade (1740-1814) published the first SM novel, Justine, which included whipping, flogging, nipple clamping, and restraints. His name gave us “sadism.” DeSade was imprisoned for criminal insanity, one reason many people consider the sexual practices he popularized crazy.

In 1870, Leopold von Sacher-Masoch (1836-1895), published the novel,Venus in Furs, about male sexual submission. His name inspired “masochism.”

In 1905, Freud coined the word, “sadomasochism,” calling its enjoyment neurotic. The original Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders (DSM-I, 1952) classified sexual sadism as a “deviation.” DSM-II (1968) did the same for masochism. DSM-IV (1994) lists SM as apsychiatric disorder.

Just Another Way to Play

But all available evidence shows that the vast majority of BDSM enthusiasts are mentally healthy and typical in every respect—except that they find conventional (“vanilla”) sex unfulfilling and want something more intense and intimate. Before condemning BDSM, remember that not too long ago, oral sex and homosexuality were considered “perverse.”

Two to 3 percent of American adults play with BDSM, most occasionally, some often, and a few 24/7. That’s around 5 million people. Meanwhile, around 20 percent of adults report some arousal from BDSM images or stories.

There are public BDSM clubs and private groups in every major metropolitan area and throughout rural America. Many cities have several.

Never Abusive

If you’re repulsed by BDSM, don’t play that way. But BDSM imagery pervades society. Henry Kissinger once called power “the ultimate aphrodisiac.” Kings and nations have fought to dominate others. Capitalism assumes a dog-eat-dog world where succeeding means exerting control. And in sports, players strive to “humiliate” opponents.

But what kind of person feels sexually aroused by pain? Many people who are perfectly normal in every other respect. Again, consider sports: When football players make brilliant plays, teammates often slap their butts, punch them, or slap their helmets. Recipients accept this “abuse” gratefully as a sign of appreciation and affection. Or consider a hike up a mountain. You get sunburned. Thorns scratch your legs. And by the time you reach the summit, you’re aching and exhausted. Yet you feel exhilarated.

Sadly, media BDSM has grossly distorted the pain that submissives experience. It’s more theatrical than real. When performed by ethical, nurturing dominants (“doms” or “tops, ), BDSM is never abusive.

“It’s always consensual,” says Jay Wiseman, author of SM 101. “Abuse is not.” You don’t need restraints, gags, or whips to abuse someone. In loving hands, the equipment heightens sensual excitement, allowing both players to enjoy their interaction, or “scene,” as good, clean, erotic fun.” When BDSM inflicts real pain, it’s always carefully controlled with the submissive (“sub” or “bottom”) specifying limits clearly beforehand.

Subs are very particular about the kinds of pain—many prefer to call it intense sensation—that bring them pleasure. “They experience the pain of bee stings or a punch in the face exactly like anyone else,” Wiseman says, “and dislike it just as much.”

“Safe” Words

BDSM is more theatrical than real. Sessions are called “scenes” and participants carefully choreograph their moves in advance.

First, participants agree on a “safe” word, a stop signal that the sub can invoke at any time. The safe word immediately stops the action—at least until the players have discussed the reason the bottom invoked it, and have mutually agree to resume. A popular safe word is “red light.”

Some terms should not be used as safe words: “stop,” “no,” or “don’t” because both tops and bottoms often enjoy having subs “beg” tops to “stop,” secure in the knowledge that they won’t.

Any top who fails to honor pre-arranged safe words violates the bottom’s trust and destroys the relationship. Tops who fail to honor safe words are ostracized from the BDSM community.

Subs Are in Charge

Although bottoms feign subservience, the irony of BDSM is that the sub is in charge. Bottoms can invoke the stop signal, and tops vow to obey immediately. Meanwhile, tops act dominant, but they must also be caring and nurturing, taking bottoms to their agreed-upon limit, but never beyond it. In this way, BDSM provides an opportunity for everyone to experiment with taking and surrendering power, while always feeling safe and cared for. People who enjoy BDSM say it results in amazing erotic intensity.

Learning the Ropes

Before experimenting with BDSM, get some instruction. Read a book, take a class, visit Web sites or clubs.

It takes extensive negotiation to arrive at mutually agreeable BDSM play. Wiseman says that before every scene, players must negotiate all aspects of it, from the players to safe words to everyone’s limits.

How to Begin

First decide if you’re more into S&M or B&D. If the former, then spanking is the way many people begin. If the latter, blindfolding the sub can be fun.

What Is Intimacy?

Relationship authorities define intimacy as clear, frank, self-revealing emotional communication. But many people equate “intimacy” and “sex.” To be intimate is to be sexual and visa versa. Only it isn’t. It’s quite possible to be sexual with a person you hardly know, the “perfect stranger.”

Most couples don’t discuss their lovemaking very much, which diminishes its intimacy. But BDSM absolutely requires ongoing, detailed discussion. Players must plan every aspect of their scenes beforehand and evaluate them afterward. Many BDSM aficionados say that pre-scene discussions are as intimate, erotic, and relationship-enhancing as the scenes themselves. And couples who enjoy occasional power play but who are not exclusively into BDSM often remark that it enhances their non-BDSM “vanilla” sex because the practice they get negotiating scenes makes it easier to discuss other aspects of their sexuality. The skills required for BDSM include trust, clear communication, self-acceptance, and acceptance of the other person. Those same skills that enhance relationships and sex—no matter how you play.