Raziaar
I Hate Custom Titles
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Okay... this is a little rant of mine. Forgive me. First of all, the title is explicitly chosen as sub/dom, rather than Dom/sub, as they like to call it. The capitalization in the D and lowercase in the s is further to denote the master/slave aspect of those relationships.
Okay... what the **** is with these type of relationships? What would possess a woman to want to be with a man that treats her like dirt, who treats her like nothing more than a slave, both menial and sexual. I mean... I know its a sexual preference, and people choose this sort of thing, and if it wasn't affecting the lives of people I know and care about, I wouldn't give a shit. I'd say **** it... enjoy your fetishes.
But when it comes to my friends, my loved ones, and their relationships in this thing... I can't help but feel depressed, angry, confused. I hear wind about a friend of mine being a submissive in a submissive/dominant relationship... and my mind starts racing, and going crazy... And instead of thinking of my friend as the friend I know and love... my mind keeps bombarding me with these images of her being submissive and kneeling and being servile to this son of a bitch guy that lords himself over her, and treats her like a piece of meat, and a machine. He tells her what to wear, he tells her what to do... and she listens. She listens. I want to do nothing else but rip his heart out and stomp on it. It's demeaning to her, and it drives me whacko.
Whatever happened to people who like to be in an honest, loving, caring relationship... filled with passion and raw emotion. The relationships where a guy can treat his woman like a queen, caring for her, providing for her, displaying affection and love for her. Being a friend, a companion, a lover, all in one. Also a relationship filled with wild, amazing lust and sexual energy that both parties enjoy and revel in equally, as equal partners in the relationship.
But instead... you have this other bullshit... and its digging itself into my thoughts and I can't shake it... I can't shake it.
Some people would say... "its her preference, leave her be". Well I would *LOVE* to do that... but I can't seem to get it out of my mind... its forced itself into my mind and unwillingly made me look at her in a different light... This submissive, weak, dominated light that she enjoys. And it makes me sick to my stomach. Because I can't stand someone walking all over her, and treating her like less than human.
/rant.
Okay... what the **** is with these type of relationships? What would possess a woman to want to be with a man that treats her like dirt, who treats her like nothing more than a slave, both menial and sexual. I mean... I know its a sexual preference, and people choose this sort of thing, and if it wasn't affecting the lives of people I know and care about, I wouldn't give a shit. I'd say **** it... enjoy your fetishes.
But when it comes to my friends, my loved ones, and their relationships in this thing... I can't help but feel depressed, angry, confused. I hear wind about a friend of mine being a submissive in a submissive/dominant relationship... and my mind starts racing, and going crazy... And instead of thinking of my friend as the friend I know and love... my mind keeps bombarding me with these images of her being submissive and kneeling and being servile to this son of a bitch guy that lords himself over her, and treats her like a piece of meat, and a machine. He tells her what to wear, he tells her what to do... and she listens. She listens. I want to do nothing else but rip his heart out and stomp on it. It's demeaning to her, and it drives me whacko.
Whatever happened to people who like to be in an honest, loving, caring relationship... filled with passion and raw emotion. The relationships where a guy can treat his woman like a queen, caring for her, providing for her, displaying affection and love for her. Being a friend, a companion, a lover, all in one. Also a relationship filled with wild, amazing lust and sexual energy that both parties enjoy and revel in equally, as equal partners in the relationship.
But instead... you have this other bullshit... and its digging itself into my thoughts and I can't shake it... I can't shake it.
Some people would say... "its her preference, leave her be". Well I would *LOVE* to do that... but I can't seem to get it out of my mind... its forced itself into my mind and unwillingly made me look at her in a different light... This submissive, weak, dominated light that she enjoys. And it makes me sick to my stomach. Because I can't stand someone walking all over her, and treating her like less than human.
/rant.