What are you .......?
http://quizfarm.com/quizzes/Sex/poeticthinker/do-you-have-an-inclination-for-bdsm/
occasionally subtle

Love Begins
taylor price
Not today Justin
EXPECTATIONS
Cosimo Galluzzi
RMH
noise dept.

roma★

pixel skylines

Game Changer & Make Some Noise

oozey mess
KIROKAZE
Keni
YOU ARE THE REASON
No title available

No title available

#extradirty
Monterey Bay Aquarium

shark vs the universe
seen from Kenya
seen from United States

seen from Brazil

seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from Australia
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from France

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from Brazil

seen from Brunei

seen from United States

seen from T1
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
@sybarite88
What are you .......?
http://quizfarm.com/quizzes/Sex/poeticthinker/do-you-have-an-inclination-for-bdsm/
Innocence
I have to admit that it catches my attention, not your by-the-by shyness or timidity - I regard that differently. It is difficult to paint the picture with words to express a feeling or a spark that I get when I connect with someone.
Imagine a luminous white blonde, fair complexioned, feminine with crystal blue eyes, delicate features, petite in frame... what image does that call to mind?
An angel? - someone angelic and pure - hold on to that feeling.
Now imagine feeling the charge of electric excitement you get when you bond with another - ignore the gender.
For me, gender does not really factor into it - since I'm attracted to both sexes but thats another avenue of thought.....
When I get that sense innocence in someone and the chemistry exists; I get a distinct urge, like something in me is being called upon and tangled in there somewhere is a feeling of challenge.
I want to overpower their innocence and draw out their darker aspect, bring out their sensually darker side, the secret side.
The idea that I could persuade this aspect to be brought to the surface or perhaps its just an act of corrupting their innocence - have it offered up to me, these sensations bring me waves of thrilling excitement.
Don't misunderstand - not eeryone that I encounter with this innocence factor is Arian, as the spark may come in the form of a particular smile or expression - a glimpse of the purest part of their soul if you like.
And with this in mind, having seen such sublime purity, I want to see the darkest part too.
If you were to go deeper into my mind you will discover that I am a 'balance' fanatic - I don't follow any religion but I believe in the principle of balance. There can be no good without bad and vice versa, similar to the 'Yin and Yang' principle.
The black element, the 'Yang' represents the male - strong, dark and intense and the white element of the symbol, the 'Yin' represents the female, ethereal and yielding.
Note that there is a spot of white in the Yang and a spot of the black in the Yin - an equal measure of self and an element of the other contained within them.
Together they form a whole, bonded and complete, a complete circle.
To see such a special and vulnerable part in someone that I feel a bond with, will invariably inspire me to want to make them submit to me in this state until they cross the boundary into their more intense, darker and passionate self. Where they may at first be reluctant and shy in their submission they will eventually become passionately wild.
From clean to dirty. From heavenly angel to a fallen angel.
And yet, I would never want to eradicate this demure, untainted facet of someones nature, I would want to see it over and over again.
To repeatedly overpower and tease the aphotic aspect to the surface for my pleasure.
Assuming your position - beneath my feet
Grinning
- "andystaph submitted to Sybarite88"
thats so satisfying
Pansexual
A post I once read embodies much of my belief on the subject of gender and sexuality.
"Occasionally, a man states his desire to serve me as the receptive partner (i.e. strap-on worship and other aspects of slut training), and feels the need to declare to me that he is "not gay." I can't help but find this statement amusing. For one, it implies the need to defend oneself against the accusation of homosexuality. From my experience, it seems clear that the vast majority of men who see me are straight. Yet I for one find rigid labels of sexual orientation to be quite limiting and narrow-minded. They can never fully describe the fluidity which exists between categories. When I think about the fact that most people's first sexual experience was playing with themselves, it makes me see the whole idea of sexual orientation in a different light. Most of us first learned to love ourselves, to achieve sexual satisfaction manipulating our own parts. It feels natural and good to touch oneself. So in a way that makes most everyone a participant in homoeroticism.
I also do not ascribe phallic representations solely to the realm of men. For instance, I take great pleasure in having those who submit to be my sluts first prove their devotion and submission through oral worship of my strap-on -- not because I am trying to push one into gayness, but because this charged act is such a highly symbolic power play. One that is both an erotic surrender and a broadening of one's sexual perspective.
Though I do not believe, as I've heard some say, that men who desire to be receptively stimulated are "in denial" about their orientation. If being the bottom for receptive play equals being gay, then wouldn't that make virtually all women lesbians? Obviously, this is not the case.
That we are each born with the physical parts necessary to be receptive is a wonderful thing. Really, a leveling of the playing field which is underutilized by most men. And with the simplest technology, anyone can be the insertive partner -- a fact which is underutilized by many women. It may sound a bit silly, but imagine if every woman knew how to use and have fun with a strap-on. And every man experienced taking it as well as giving sexually. Perhaps there'd be less talk of men being from one planet and women being from another."
I would describe myself as Pansexual
Wikipedia describes this as:
Pansexuality, [1] is sexual attraction, sexual desire, romantic love, or emotional attraction toward people of all gender identities and biological sexes.[2][3] Self-identified pansexuals may consider pansexuality a sexual orientation,[3] and refer to themselves as gender-blind, asserting that gender and sex are insignificant or irrelevant in determining whether they will be sexually attracted to others.[4] The Oxford Dictionary of English defines pansexuality as, "not limited or inhibited in sexual choice with regard to gender or activity".[5]
The concept of pansexuality deliberately rejects the gender binary, the "notion of two genders and indeed of specific sexual orientations",[3] as pansexual people are open to relationships with people who do not identify as strictly men or women.
I couldn't agree more with wiki or the words of inspiration from the post - putting form to thoughts.
Sex and the associated activities are undeniably pleasurable, as are many forms of the kink or perversion as some may call it - as long as its compatible with personal taste.
I find the idea of diffused sexuality incredibly erotic - anyone remember Rocky Horror's Frankenfurter?
Maybe because its with this attitude, that I feel drawn to those that embrace all forms of sexuality and explore this side of themselves with imaginative vigour.
The infamous Sardax
When your thoughts are dominated by only one thing .......
Captivating transition from M to F - barring room for improvement
Beneath the surface
Let me tell you the reason why I'm here, I'm here to satisfy a need, a need to be worshipped, adored, devoted to, obsessed over, addicted to and a need to Control...
And why are you here?
Because you feel the void ... the emptiness, like part of you is missing .. you want to feel whole and driven by purpose ......
I will define what I can be to you:
Obsession ob·ses·sion - noun /əbˈseSHən/ 1.The state of being obsessed with someone (or something) - his devotion became an obsession
2.An idea or thought that continually preoccupies or intrudes on a person's mind - he was in the grip of an obsession he was powerless to resist
Your Addiction ad·dic·tion - noun (-dkshn)
1.
a. Compulsive physiological and psychological need b. An instance of this: a person with multiple chemical addictions (me - in your bloodstream).
2. a. The condition of being habitually or compulsively being occupied.
Maybe the thought of being obsessed and addicted is intimidating - have you ever felt it before ......? the deep desire that twists and turns in your gut - like hunger, a need to be sated ..... the rush of blood and excitement pumping through your veins ............
Maybe you've yet to feel or maybe your journey to infatuation has only just begun, it always starts with you not knowing or even suspecting. If we all knew when our addictions were starting to take hold, then the world would be a very dull place.
I've always visualised that an addiction or obsession with a person as though it was something physical; imagine it entering you through your mind - like a chemical that pours through the pathways of your brain before flooding through your veins.
A rush you can feel hitting your chest, you feel the squeeze of excitement and adrenalin around your heart, your breathing quickens as the wave graduates down to your stomach with a flutter of nerves.
At the peak of it - it floods the lower half of of your body, gripping your nerves and turning your legs to jelly - as if you want to fall to your knees
- Then for the most of you - congregating into a hot white centre at your groin.
Can you imagine this level of intoxication happening to you in less than a minute? I can, I can also imagine you wanting that feeling over and over again, and be dependant on it - like an addict.
And why not be enslaved - why not be enslaved to me ......
Someone to surrender to who can fill that cold void, redeem the worthlessness and emptiness with dominance, control and purpose ........
An appreciation for art - reminds me of Aubrey Beardsley
I want to worship you please.
And how are you going to worship me.....?
Do I know you?
... Do you feel worthless, void of purpose and empty ....? Do you wish you were on your knees, head bowed, vulnerable and shivering at the feet of your owner - awaiting for her next command ... Do you wish you were tasked with something to please her - no matter how insignificant the task could be ...anything that would fill you with purpose, with a use .... Do you need a deep need to be controlled - to belong to her, for her to do whatever she wants with you, be possessed as property - to be owned, to belong .... Do you deserve to be treated with indifference, humiliated, punished and used ..... If you answered 'yes', if you feel like you want to nod in agreement, then I do know you and your next task is to present yourself and make a connection....
don't you wish this was you worshipping my boots ....?
Instantly connect to what's most important to you. Follow your friends, experts, favorite celebrities, and breaking news.
On your knees is the -only- way to appreciate me
Like ........ drain you dry