Stories and pictures themed around female domination and male subjugation and servitude. Unsuitable for children, for alpha males, for hard-core practitioners with an interest in the politics of bdsm and the mechanics of complicated rope work. Of interest to perverts like me, basically.
The power of negative thinking
One of those talks where you don’t talk, not until the very end, anyway.
I hope readers realise that the activity depicted in this captioned image – being annoying and pervy around ladies who are prepared to do something about it – is highly dangerous and should not be attempted.
It might turn out to be quite like Tuesday. And after a while, it really doesn’t matter.
Goodness, what nerve-rackingly high stakes. You could lose some (notionally) important body parts or win back the full £120, all on the turn of a card.
Poobles likes to be helpful and today this is how he can help.
Poor chap’s going to miss out on the awkward vanilla conversation while getting dressed at the end.
One thought on “The power of negative thinking”
Good God – how beautiful must the blonde be?! If it were me, I wouldn’t have been able to take my eyes off “Sweetie” – what an extraordinarily beautiful woman.
As a more profound point, it is always deeply validating of my submissive nature and sense of inferiority and lower worth that women genuinely do consider it “pervy” for men like me to look at them at all.
I absolutely am a pervert, I concede. But feeling sexual desire for beautiful women and enjoying looking at them is the precise opposite of perversion: it is the absolutely natural and normal behaviour we are genetically programmed to perform.
For women to accept (indeed encourage) such behaviour from some men but to find it so unacceptable from me as to term it “perverted” is about as powerful a signal from them imaginable that they consider me not only unattractive but really not a man at all.
By defining my desire for them as perverted, women indicate that my attentions toward them are not only unwanted but actually unnatural … whereas what is truly perverted is that I find that very situation arousing.
Good God – how beautiful must the blonde be?! If it were me, I wouldn’t have been able to take my eyes off “Sweetie” – what an extraordinarily beautiful woman.
As a more profound point, it is always deeply validating of my submissive nature and sense of inferiority and lower worth that women genuinely do consider it “pervy” for men like me to look at them at all.
I absolutely am a pervert, I concede. But feeling sexual desire for beautiful women and enjoying looking at them is the precise opposite of perversion: it is the absolutely natural and normal behaviour we are genetically programmed to perform.
For women to accept (indeed encourage) such behaviour from some men but to find it so unacceptable from me as to term it “perverted” is about as powerful a signal from them imaginable that they consider me not only unattractive but really not a man at all.
By defining my desire for them as perverted, women indicate that my attentions toward them are not only unwanted but actually unnatural … whereas what is truly perverted is that I find that very situation arousing.
Best wishes
tom