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We have a lively conversation going on Annette’s personal blog, www.Unshroud.com. She took some of this theme and broached it there as well, speculating her own self on the allure of the “sexual slave” motif. A respondent claims we are both utterly off base. That, in the real BDSM world, sex is the less important theme and that control and submission are, in the end, all. He makes some interesting comments. His statement that it is the “melding of purpose”, the mixing amidst the two needs, forms a new, formerly chaotic blend and mixture of desires, into something else. Slave and Master lose identities and something forms as a result. It is intriguing as hell, but a bit different I think, from what I am interested in. I believe they both share one important thing: rebellion against conventional ideas of sex. For one, I am dubious about the Master losing himself. Control seems so important. There is so much I donlt know about it, actually, I should stick with blowjobs and fucking nice ladies. It’s alot of work too!
For me, the sex is more real. While his situation of role-playing and the submission/domimance fantasy might work for him, and for others, for me, I’m afraid it is more simple. I like the physical and mental aspects of real foreplay. We all want to be wanted. Some of us chafe at the normal unions and roles. I think this motivates the “slut” fantasy greatly. For me, a woman discovering a desire for slutty behavior, for being used by one or more men, or women, is seeing a breakthrough of an restrictive expectation. The “Inner Slut” of a woman is talked about frequently. Is it real? I believe it is. Situations abound where women find their innermost fantasies utterly served by worshipping a cock for an entire afternoon. Being on the floor at a man’s desk, sucking him off like a real slut. Drinking, or wearing his cum. Asking what he wants, if there is anything else she can do for him. These are slut fantasies and they are empowering, oddly, to both parties. There is something more or less natural in them, even primeval. You know, cave man hit woman. Him marry. LOL.
In this sense, the slave is very similar. The slave, in this sense, is utter submission to what a man wants. Willingly and totally. What comes after this seems to be the point of departure there. For me, the stuff at this juncure is very sufficient for me. God knows, there is an awful lot of intersting sex that can be had at this point. As yet, and maybe it is my naivete about such matters, going into further realms of submission are moot. They might be incredible. I will probably never find out.