Master
I've always known that playing master is something I have to be very careful with. I have sadistic traits that should not be allowed free reign in a relationship that is about trust and respect. With Pray, I know I can do this as more of a guide. I've learned some self control in recent years I didn't believe could be possible for me to learn. I feel if you have gained certain tools that helped you gain a better handle on your life, or disordered way of connecting with people- you shouldn't just keep it to yourself. Try to share it in a way that is fun for the other person instead of trying to shove it down their throats.
Pray wants to learn a different way of being in some personal areas of her life, and I have the experience enough to teach her. We have found a method that works best for delivering, because it's not abusive, intrusive, and she's having fun.
But if I were to take to being the master of say, Lycan... there would be real issues that might not be pleasant for him at all.
The reason for that being that he is in a much more intimate relationship with me, and because I am a disordered person- intimacy automatically keeps the darker side of my sadism just a few layers beneath the surface of the skin.
I might not keep to boundaries. In fact... it frightens me when I think about times I've crossed boundaries in a heated moment with a lover. I enjoyed it very much too. Naturally it drove that person away from me, or fueled a more violent desire in my lover to defeat me. The last slave I had was a prime example of how ugly my sadism can be. I wasn't even attracted to her. I was disgusted by her truth be told. She was a bull dike with a massive ego, and she kept trying to manipulate me into having a BDSM relationship with her, since I kept turning her down for a regular relationship. She kept trying to convince me she could be a sub when I knew full well there was no way in hell this narcy cunt could ever be sub to anyone, and told her so.
I finally took her on so that I could fuck her up. I got off on denying her any satisfaction whatsoever. I dangled a rotten carrot in her face and she was still so eager to conquer me, she didn't care to see I wasn't giving her a single thing worth desiring. The first time a let her experience the end of my riding crop, she laughed at first.... until I told her there is no safe word, and proceeded to swat the living shit out of her until it was clear she was in a rage, and was debating whether or not to physically defend herself. The last night we were together she almost got a little rapey with me so I knew I had taken it to a dangerous place and had to sever the tie.
It wasn't easy. I had to brutally chew her up verbally and then shame her in front of her online friends, sending her into a narcissistic rage, then deleted and blocked her. I'm probably lucky I made it out of that unscathed because this was a chick who did time for domestic violence! lol My arrangement with Pray is temporary and is just to open her mind up to a few new ways of dealing with people she gets into turbulent relationships with. It's not sexual and it's not meant to hurt anyone. It's a lead into setting realistic boundaries, and the will to stand behind those boundaries. But it's also a fun way to learn how to stop obsessing, repeating old relationship dynamics, and also how to be mindful of the drive behind destructive acts when dealing with intimacy or denied gratification.