The Origins of Female Submissiveness
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Posted:Jul 27, 2019 7:36 am
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Anthropology of Submissiveness
Early History:
There are a of unique primal characteristics in human females, which over the millennia, have resulted in, first and foremost, the survival of civilization, and secondarily the unique circumstances we have now come know and enjoy as human sexuality. Several characteristics of the anatomy have contributed to this phenomena, the physiology of storing fat to secure survival through drought and famine, while continuing to nurse offspring. The genetic characteristics of enlarged breasts, and buttocks was not unnoticed, nor unappreciated their counterparts. The fact all men are offspring of females and therefore nursed on their mothers breasts, provide the essence of adoration for breasts, and nipples. More importantly, the primary differentiation between humans and their animal counterparts is the fact human females do not advertise their readiness for mating with external signals, such as swollen, and or discolored genitalia. Instead, human females conceal their readiness, but can be ready for mating on a que from a willing male at a time and place of her choosing. This enormous advantage over their male counterparts provides the basic conflict between the sexes. i.e. males constant, ready go instincts, and the females desire for selection of the most desirable and genetically qualified males. This “anti-natural selection” aspect of sexual intercourse, has resulted in a superior genealogy of the human race. It has also set up the principal ingredients for the dilemma of female submissiveness in the of physical superiority. dilemma, is females are dependent on the males for food and shelter, and males are beholden females for procreation, bearing, and rearing. There also seems be a strong basal psychological aspect this arrangement, which is the ’s apparent “need please” the , and the feelings associated with pleasurable sex. While this arrangement has worked well sustain and expand the human race, these primal sexual underpinnings live on with us today. This brings us to the primary distinction between humans and the rest of the animal kingdom, humans are the specie engage is sex for pleasure and not for procreation.
Religious & Societal Oppression:
Organized religions & modern society have placed additional layers of oppression/suppression onto sexuality in order limit ntheir influence on impulsive males. Girls are indoctrinated at an early age, against sexual pleasures, exhibiting their breasts or genitalia any circumstances. Is it any wonder a young woman endowed with what men consider of the most beautiful parts of the anatomy, their breasts, would not want to show the world their prized secret treasure at their first opportunity? Of course not. This explains the “girls gone wild” syndrome whereby when given the opportunity to display something they recognize as desirable and irresistible to an admiring audience, they invariably succumb to the temptation. Similarly, forbidden sexual acts, are coveted for their tantalizing taboo societal characteristics, such as being restrained during sexual activities, such as anal penetration, multiple penetration, and other BDSM fetishes. While, the brain still resists these cravings, this hesitation is easily resolved by the BDSM dynamic with submissiveness. By submitting to a dominate , or by the illusion of forced compliance, all guilt associated with the activity is transferred the dominant, and the pain/pleasure remains be endured and enjoyed. This exoneration of the burden of guilt has be an intoxicating, and soul cleansing experience for females, allowing them a freedom of expression kept in check for centuries.
Pain/Pleasure/Power Dynamic:
Women generally identify with having greater pain tolerance than men, which is probably related to the pain management and mental fortitude required by childbirth, and of course, explains why we are all here to contemplate the concept of pleasure as the necessary counterbalance, and the interplay of the as the basis of this work.
In the Bible, Genesis 3: To the woman He said, “I will greatly multiply Your pain in childbirth, In pain you will bring forth ; Yet your desire will be for your husband, And he will rule over you.”
The fact this pain is an associated consequence of sex with a man, and involves the main sex organs of both genders, cannot be over emphasized. The afterglow associated with successful childbirth for the woman, and the man’s approval and adoration are powerful reinforcements to the mental and physical challenges of the ordeal.
Genesis 2: also introduces the third and perhaps more significant element of submission to the female/male equation, of power control.
BDSM is a delivery system for this pain/pleasure/power dynamic. of the basic and ubiquitous societal transgressions is the use of spanking of females for religious, or other social/procedural violations. This process can range from woman to woman clothed spankings to men to women bare bottom spankings. The more severe the procedure, the more erotic the reaction. Examples of this erotica have flooded into the mainstream literature and imagery for hundreds of years. The law of unintended consequences has certainly manifested itself here, as exposed to these concepts are more likely to be attracted to them than repelled them as something to be avoided. Accordingly, spanking of the buttocks is the de-facto entry level BDSM activity, usually with the bare hand, a paddle or a belt. Spanking has become a socially acceptable catalyst for the pain/pleasure/power and is currently a prevalent and popular sexual activity between consenting adults. It is also a powerful precursor to more intense exploration and excitement. More intense variations include whipping, flogging, caning, and lashing, as well as attention to other parts of the body, such as the back, legs, breasts, nipples, & genitalia.
“Sex should be a perfect balance of pain and pleasure. Without symmetry, sex becomes a routine rather than an indulgence.” And There is no more lively sensation than of pain; its impressions are certain and dependable, they never deceive as may those of the pleasure, women perpetually feign and almost never experience." Marquis de Sade
The power of control plays a big in the sexual gratification equation.
The sadomasochistic practice of sexual spanking is about more than just the brain converting feelings of physical pain into a rush of delightful dopamine. There's also the psychological release of power. According to Psychology Today, "The essential component is not the pain or bondage itself, but rather the knowledge one person has complete control over the other, deciding what person will hear, do, taste, touch, smell, and feel."
"It feels good to be totally in control, and sometimes it's nice to be totally submissive. Power is a way to break free from the roles we're trapped in during our everyday lives, and it can be a powerful release," says Sandra LaMorgese, PhD.
There are many therapeutic to the pain/pleasure/power dynamic. A submissive finds therapy, stress-relief, and a sense of calm through the relinquishment of their power. Giving someone total control over you transfers your worries and psychological burdens onto the other person. "Still others describe the stress release as an escape from self-awareness and compulsive thinking and processing of emotions," says Pitagora. She adds practitioners of spanking describe it as an opportunity to enter into a consensual, time-bound interaction with someone they trust and feel close to, where they are free to let go and stop thinking about other things for a bit. "When body chemistry changes in a rush of pleasure and adrenaline, and then comes back down to baseline and levels out, trajectory can result in a very calm and zen-like feeling."
Anecdotal Example from internet post: “Why I Chose to Be Submissive” ://www.marieclaire.com/sex-love/advice/a7422/submissive-sex-confessions/
He arrived at my hotel and made me sit on my knees while he spanked me with his belt. Even though we have a safe word, I've never used it. In a D/s relationship, you need to trust another human being in ways are rarely explored. A Dom is intoxicated someone is willing trust him or her much. A sub is intoxicated the surrender—and not because she is weak. A sub is willing to go to a place many people do not, or cannot, go. The physical pain is just a small part of it. And surviving it, enduring it, is a feat. I know its weird, but I feel like if I can do , I can do anything.
Conclusion:
The above it not intended to be a comprehensive survey of the current state of the BDSM universe, but rather attempts to place it in an historical perspective, and illustrates the point of view of the Author submission is primal, and through submission, women may gain a sense of peace and satisfaction, but more importantly a sense of accomplishment and empowerment.
I am still seeking additional anecdotal experiences from females, describing your first realization, or awareness of BDSM, and your reaction it? Please message me, or comment here.
Happy Trails.
1_smoothoperator
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Taralynn, Get’s Her Wish
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Posted:Jul 6, 2019 7:56 am
Last Updated:Aug 16, 2019 8:19 am 2892 Views
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I see you siting in the sun, on a bus bench in Banning waiting the bus Palm Springs. You have decided to surprise your boyfriend, and you have a whole shopping bag full of sex toys, and fluffy padded restraints. You are wearing a rather short thin cotton sun dress, and really hugh heel sandals. I pull up in my big pick truck, and roll down the window. I ask you if you are waiting the Palm Springs bus, and you say yes. ;well, it is stopped about 2 miles back down the road with the engine compartment open... I suppose they will someone to fix it, but probably take at least an hour. I tell you I am on my way my retreat in Joshua Tree, and offer to drop you off in Palm Springs on my way.
Your gut says no, but it is , and you have been sitting there perspiring nearly 30 minutes already. You approach the window and lean inside bending over slightly to check me . I am well dressed, clean cut, and my grey hair and trimmed goatee are reassuring. Unfortunately, I cant help but notice you are not wearing a bra. As you become aware I have noticed, you pull back and go back to the bus bench. I can see you are conflicted. Then you grab your purse and the shopping bag, and return the truck, I tell you throw that stuff in the back seat.. While you are doing so , the shopping bag falls over and a pair of handcuffs falls on the floor. You grab them immediately and put them back in the bag, I say ; You are not going rob or anything, are you?; You say, of course not, its a surprise for my boyfriend, he bought me 50 Shades of Grey for my birthday. OK, then, let;s not keep him waiting.
You close the rear door and open the passenger door. my truck is considerably higher than a car, so I reach my hand to help you climb in. As you step up into the cab, and slide onto the seat, I get a glimpse of your bare shaved pussy. You quickly settle in and adjust your dress. I say you need to buckle up, I dont want to get a ticket!. You are having trouble finding the shoulder strap seat belt, so I reach over you and grab it from above your right shoulder, as I pull down to fasten it, my forearm brushes against your tits. Click, all set then! I say, smiling at you, as your nipples begin to harden.
Before you can speak, I put the truck in gear, and we are off. You hear the door automatically lock with a thud. Then I roll up the window, and turn on the radio, you can feel the cool air from the AC, the music is pleasant, and you think to yourself this is way better than a cramped bus. You settle back and begin to relax. After about 30 minutes, we are approaching Palm Springs. I go sailing by the offramp, and you turn and say, you missed the turn off, I look over at you and say, did you really think I was going deliver a beautiful sex starved slut like you to some inept boyfriend?; I see your eyes roll back as you try formulate a plan.
By the time you speak I have taken the Highway 62 turnoff, and we are headed into open desert towards Joshua Tree. You tell me to pull over and let you out. I say, it is not safe here, let find a turnout . About a mile up the road I pull over on a utility service road. I head down the road. You have a curious look in your eyes. I stop the car, you hear the door lock unlock. You try to unfasten the seat belt, but it wont release. I go to the back door, open it and remove the handcuffs from the shopping bag. Close the door, and then open your door. You are panting. You reach to push me away, and I grab your wrist and slap the handcuffs first around your right hand. You try free yourself with your left hand and now I have it firmly in my grasp. On go the cuffs and you can feel them tighten around your wrists with a ratchetting sound.
I pull your hands up, over, and behind your head and secure the cuffs the headrest. As you are twisting, and writhing against the seat belt and the cuffs, you can see I am looking at you like a in a candy store... I reach down and pull your dress up exposing your pussy. I run my middle finger between your pussy lips. I hear your gasp and tilt your head back. You are already wet, so I grab the bag from the back seat to see what else you brought along. Ooh, a nice 8” dildo, Oh and some nipple clamps. I spread your legs and insert the dildo, as you moan. I see your toes flex, pressing against the floorboard of the truck. Next I unbutton the top of your dress, exposing your breasts and your nipples are already hard. I attach the clamps one by one as you wince with the unexpected pressure. You are mumbling, for me let you go, as I put the truck in gear and head down the road. The dildo is completely up your twat and you are setting on it, so it can’t come . The road is bumpy, and your mumbling has turned into moaning as the dildo is essentially fucking you. Your tits are swaying back and forth and the clamps are gently pulling on your nipples from the weight of the chain connecting them. A few minutes later you are panting and breathing heavily. I see you begin to convulse in orgasm. I tell you to “No, hold it, I just had these seats reupholstered”, which pushes you over the edge, and you are writhing in orgasm and gasping for breath. This goes on for several minutes. “Wow, that must have been a big one ” as you glance over at me with a sigh.
You seem go into a trance, or something as we continue down the road. When you finally open your eyes, the truck is still going down a rutted dirt road. The music is off, the air conditioning is off, it is getting inside the truck. After few more minutes, we come to a big, heavy, locked, steel gate blocking the road. I get and unlock it, pull the truck past it and then relock it. A few more minutes more we come to a rustic cabin built of rock, with a big covered front porch. I pull the truck around the back of the cabin and there is a metal barn building. I push a button on the key chain and the door rolls up. I drive in, and stop the truck, and click the remote and the door rolls down. There is a lot of strange equipment, weird fixtures, racks, stands, benches and such. One wall has a whole array of whips, ropes, paddles, and things neatly arranged. I open your door and unhook the hand cuffs from the headrest. I have a firm grip on the cuffs and as I pull you of the truck as the dildo slips of your dripping wet pussy. I guide you over to a heavy steel pole, and stretch your arms up over your head and fasten the cuffs to a hook. Then I rip the remaining buttons off your dress, and pull it off and throw it in a waste bucket. “You won’t be needing that here”.
It is way in the barn and you are already starting to perspire. I take a moment to admire your glistening body. Your are quite a sight in your little strappy high heels and your pink toe nails all stretched up on your tippy toes. Then I go over to a large black tool cabinet, and roll it over next to you. First, I take a large diameter black ruff textured dildo with black leather straps and buckles attached it. I show it you and your eyes widen and your nostrils flare. It is way bigger than anything you could imagine. I run my fingers on your pussy spreading the lips, and insert the head. You can already begin to feel the stretch as I work it in inch by inch, twisting it back and forth and pushing it in and . You can feel the rough textured nubs rubbing against your cunt. Finally I say “Well it isn’t going go in any further than that ” Then I wrap of the straps around your stomach and cinch it tight. “Suck in your stomach” as I tighten it further.
Then I attach the remaining straps fastened to the base of the dildo to buckles on the belly strap. One strap goes up your ass and the other in front pressing on your clitoris. But first, I have a nice butt plug to insert. Your are already panting again as I insert it with some lube. I attach the back strap, pull it up between your nicely rounded ass cheeks and then cinch it tight, as you can feel the plug go deep. Next the front strap. As I cinch it you can feel the dildo penetrating deeper and pressing against your cervix. You are twisting and turning against the hook stretching your arms over your head. Here you go again, convulsing, and screaming . I step back and admire my work and let you enjoy the moment, which lasts for several minutes. Finally you finish, as I notice your wetness running down both sides of your inner thighs. Next, I take a large black ball gag. I grab your throat with my left hand and squeeze. After a few seconds, your mouth gapes open, and I insert the gag, and then buckle it firmly in place. Breath through your nose. You are gulping for oxygen, but after several more minutes your heavy breathing is finally returning to normal. You are still glistening from perspiration. Then I announce “Time to attend your breasts”
First I unclamp your nipples, which were starting to turn blue. You feel the rush of circulation return in a burning sensation. I massage your breasts with my hands as you moan in approval, taking a little extra time to pinch and twist your nipples. You wince, and I grab a leather strap off the bench and deliver a solid stroke to your ass, “Smack”. Then one across your tits, and then one on your still quivering twat. “Better remain silent, and assumed a slut, than open your mouth and remove all doubt” You bow your head in compliance. Now I have a nice length of black nylon rope, which I start encircling around your breasts, drawing each loop tighter and tighter your nipples are stretched taught. Then I tie off the ends by wrapping several loops around your neck, and tying them off behind your neck. This is a new experience for you, your tits tied tight, and now I bring out the special suction milking machine. You are saying No , No, but I am reading your eyes, which are saying, “you can’t wait” I approach you and give you a kiss on the cheek, as I can feel you eagerly wanting more. I pull away and attach the suction tubes to your nipples. You do not know what expect when I reach for the control unit. You see me push the start button and the green light comes on. You feel the suction tubes pulling on nipples, alternating from one and then the other, pulsing, stretching your nipples with each pulse. I notice your are going into another trance as you close your eyes and your head tilts back. It’s not very long before the milking machine has you breathing heavily again. Time for the magic wand on your clit. It only takes a few seconds and you are convulsing and gasping in another orgasm. This is different, more like rolling through your whole body, and with increasing intensity. Finally, I see you go limp and step in and lift you off the hook. I carry you over to a padded bench and lay you on your stomach and remove the gag. After a brief rest, I announce “now it’s my turn”. I pull you forward on the bench with your head over the edge. You can see my cock bulging in my pants. I slowly unzip my pants and my nice thick cock leaps out . I grab the back of your head and tease your lips with the head of my cock. Back and forth and then inserting just the head, then pulling , back and forth, and in and out. I feel you sucking for more, so I slowly insert it to the hilt. I can see your throat expand as I push it deeper. Then slowly pull it , and then back in all the way, You are moaning, and gagging as I can see you ass clinching the plug and your hips are quivering. After several more strokes down your throat I am ready explode. First squirt in your mouth, and then I pull it out and squirt cum all over your face. I let go of your head and it falls down with your chin on the bench. I unlock and remove the handcuffs and you remain motionless. Next, I unbuckle the ass strap and remove the plug with some difficulty as your ass is still clinching it, but with a little twisting and pulling I get it out. I unbuckle the belly strap and you take a big breath with a big sigh. I can now get to the dildo. I can see your pussy is also still spasming trying expel the dildo, while clinching it at the time You are coming around and moaning audibly. As I try remove it by twisting it back and forth several times, and then pulling it slowly, you can feel every little nub rubbing against the inside of your over stretched pussy. When I finally get it completely , a gush of wetness follows, and a long moan.
Suddenly you feel a cool wet towel laid over your body and head, and then another wet towel wiping your face. I lay my hand on the back of your neck and whisper “now rest”. Then you hear the door rolling up, then stopping, and then rolling back down, as you drift off into a deep sleep.
Next morning, you hear the door rolling up and footsteps. You raise your head to see me standing with a tray, a tea pot, cup, and some fruit. I have a dress similar to the one you were wearing over my shoulder. I lay it on the bench as you sit up take the tea and fruit. I say “when you finish, you can freshen up in the shower over there, and I will take you to your destination” You look at me curiously, and say “Can I stay here with you?”
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