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Monday morning mix..
Posted:Oct 23, 2017 5:51 am
Last Updated:Oct 23, 2017 3:26 pm
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Monday morning mix....(Top 5)

Albums \ CD's

Dinosaur Jr. .............................Where Ya Been?
Nina Simone .......................I Put A Spell On You.
R.E.M. ...........................................GREEN
Guns and Roses ....................Use Your Illusion II/I
The Stooges................Raw Power
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Dominance, Submission, and Freedom....
Posted:Oct 23, 2017 3:47 am
Last Updated:Oct 23, 2017 2:20 pm
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Dominance, Submission, and Freedom....

This wonderful image has been sitting on my desktop for some time now because it spoke to me about the essence of Dominance and submission. It poignantly reminds me of the role loving Dominant plays in teaching, guiding and protecting while never holding a submissive captive. Indeed, the loving Dominant guides their submissive to be the best that they can be and in so doing sets them free; free of themselves and the limitations imposed on them by upbringing, society at large, and a life lived. Ultimately it is the submissive who gratefully and graciously creates their own chains, committing themselves voluntarily to the Dominant who has taught them to fly.

The image also speaks to me of the loving emotional and physical touch of a Dominant who has the capacity to destroy yet has been grated the trust not to do so. Dominance is not an act of holding something captive, crushing its spirit in an effort to bend it to one’s own will. The beauty and reward of submission are in fostering the soaring spirit, alive with energy and vitality, then having it come to roost forever tied to the Dominant who encourages their submissive to soar and be free. The Dominant is that perch, that safe haven, that place of rest and repose. To the devoted submissive, the Dominant is home.

The sexual and graphic BDSM depictions often associated with Dominance and submission represent but one possible element of a D/s relationship. There is no doubt that BDSM scene play to one degree or another makes up a part of many D/s relationships. And bondage, the captivity and immobilization of the submissive for the pleasure of one or both, certainly can play a role. But this physical captivity is merely symbolic of something far deeper in my experience. It is acting out the bond felt deeply within. The level of sexuality and the amount and degree of kink is but a visible manifestation of what I consider to be a necessary and foundational element of a D/s relationship; the emotional and spiritual connection between Dominant and submissive.

From my perspective and that of my Muse, it is the emotional, almost elemental bond that we feel between us that drives my need to be Dominant and her need to be submissive. Guidance, respect and service are our primary stock in trade. They take on many forms, many completely non-sexual in nature. The constant D/s interplay that exists between us extends to all facets of life and thus finds its way into our intimate and sexual lives as well.

But kinky sex and BDSM scene play are not our reason for being as a couple. Our D/s bond is something that we need. And I do mean that it is a need, not a desire. At some very core level, we need what we receive from one another. We fill a hole within each other that has always been there and that no other relationship has ever noticed, let alone touched or fulfilled. Our invisible chains are psychological and emotional and extend far beyond wrists and ankles to our hearts and spirits. We willfully and willingly chain ourselves to each other and in so doing have never felt so free.

If Dominance is an act of setting someone free, and submission is an act of willfully devoting oneself to another, then who is the captor and who is the captive? A leash, after all, has two ends, both of which must be held. Ultimately, Dominant and submissive are bound to one another not by chains but by their own need, and the mutual fulfillment of those needs. We do for one another what no one else can or will. We are here by choice and by choice we stay. And in that choice, we are set free to be our most authentic selves.

Originally posted on September 10, 2013

Caption © For The Love of a Submissive, 2013
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*frissons*
Posted:Oct 22, 2017 8:43 am
Last Updated:Oct 22, 2017 4:54 pm
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*frissons*

A dripping beautiful mess of passions long denied, sweaty curls, flushed creamy skin, covered in Your marks of utter wreck-owning. Every part of me claimed and used. Your kitten is exhausted and smiling that kitten has gotten her cream smile. Then You whisper: I’m not done with you yet… *frissons*

art of shibari~
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*faith*
Posted:Oct 21, 2017 3:29 pm
Last Updated:Oct 22, 2017 3:54 pm
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*faith*

You’ve been born to love her, exactly her. And she has been born to serve you, exactly you. You cannot doubt destiny and not the force within. It is bigger, greater, more magical than life. It is her scent, her skin, her lips. And when she moans, while you bury her under your love, and when she squeals in despair and lust, while you penetrate her with all your might, when she shivers under your drill and you strengthen the push and the pull of your unbending will to own and claim, and she hisses ‘yes’ and begs for more, you have fulfilled the plan, you have served your purpose, you have accomplished yourself by accomplishing her with your undying love of worshiping faith.

gentle-guidance~
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The Tiger and the kitten....
Posted:Oct 21, 2017 4:35 am
Last Updated:Oct 21, 2017 9:28 am
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The Tiger and the kitten...

You wouldn’t be you if you weren’t drawn to the challenge. You help the weak. You give the poor. You condone the confused and ignore the loud. But you could never ignore her. Her glance is too fierce, her smile too confident, her posture too provoking. You sense the battle she is offering. You feel the call she is implying, and your heart is throbbing in excitement when you ask her for this dance on the edge of desires, too hot to avoid the burn. You know better. She is sweet. She thinks the both of you have been cut from the same cloth. But you haven’t, and when she gears up her passion, you just getting started, when she bites and scratches with unleashing thirst, you are still within your comfort zone, you are still waiting for the moment, and when the ambushing height of the moment comes, you will not hold back anymore but devour her lips, savor her skin, penetrate her mind, dive into the deepest darkest depth of her desires to make her purr in your arms, moan in your embrace, shiver under your rhythm and defining thrusts to prove who is the tiger and who is the kitten.

gentle-guidance~
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There's a devil in her..
Posted:Oct 20, 2017 12:53 am
Last Updated:Oct 23, 2017 3:30 am
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There's a devil in her...

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*what we deserve*
Posted:Oct 19, 2017 10:39 am
Last Updated:Oct 22, 2017 3:55 pm
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*what we deserve*

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*lesson*
Posted:Oct 18, 2017 10:59 pm
Last Updated:Oct 22, 2017 4:54 pm
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*lesson*

This is an important lesson to remember when you’re having a bad day, a bad month, or a sh*tty year. Things will change: you won’t feel this way forever. And anyway, sometimes the hardest lessons to learn are the ones your soul needs most. I believe you can’t feel real joy unless you’ve felt heartache. You can’t have a sense of victory unless you know what it means to fail. You can’t know what it’s like to feel holy until you know what it’s like to feel really f*cking evil. And you can’t be birthed again until you’ve died.

— Kelly Cutrone
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*instructions*
Posted:Oct 18, 2017 9:36 am
Last Updated:Oct 19, 2017 1:33 am
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*instructions*

He instructed me to straddle him. What I didn’t expect was the way his eyes burned holes into mine. Everything faded and it was just us now. All the butterflies in my stomach. The feeling in my soul. Then he grabbed my ass to hold me close as he began to slowly tease my clit. Our eyes never breaking contact. Within minutes I began begging to cum for him. Then my favorite words “Cum for me girl".

daringsubmissive~
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Love is Everywhere...
Posted:Oct 18, 2017 12:33 am
Last Updated:Oct 18, 2017 6:21 am
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Love is Everywhere...

If you ever forget what love looks like, go watch people waiting at the arrivals gate at your airport, go see the day-old flowers on decade-old tombstones, a man sitting on a park bench sharing his cannoli with his dog. Love is everywhere.

*loveknot take two*
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