Posts Tagged ‘trust’

No Stupid (Kink) Questions: Episode 8 – But… but… It’s mine!

December 30th, 2010 Comments off

NoStupidKinkQuestionsGandhi said that if you want to change the world, you have to be the change you want to see. To that end, Insatiable Desire brings you No Stupid (Kink) Questions, a series of questions asked by novice kinksters around the web. If you have a question for us, leave it in comments, or send it to rayne (at) insatiabledesire (dot) com with “NS(K)Q” in the subject.

Question 8:

I was talking with a friend about my interest in being a slave. And she said that if I become a slave, I have to turn my trust fund, and all the money I earn at the law firm, and the money I won in the lottery over to my owner. Is that true?



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Kink is bad, mmkay? It destroys families.

September 7th, 2010 17 comments

I don’t read Eden Cafe quite as often as I should, being a writer there.  It’s not that I don’t love them muchly.  If you read my Versatile Blogger Award post, you know I think the writers are great, and I love their intended message.

Thing is… I don’t agree with a lot of it.  And even less, recently.

For example, there’s a series about how an affair can help your marriage, and one about asshole things guys do during sex, and…

There were others, but I’ve given up trying to look for them.  Maybe it’s not AD(H)D.  Maybe it’s just laziness.  Though I have been looking for about half an hour, so I suppose that’s pretty good.  For me.

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The Best Defense…

October 12th, 2003 Comments off

Everything is foggy today. I’m really not feeling well. But one thing that keeps gnawing at the front of my mind is people’s seemingly undying “need” to defend me. It drives me absolutely insane. Ya know, I am completely tickled that I have so many friends that feel the need to “protect” me, but that’s what Master is for. And I definitely don’t need protecting from Master.

I think sometimes people take the things I say as whining or complaining when really I’m just talking. Believe me. I’m a very strong slave. Sometimes too strong. And I am completely one hundred percent capable of speaking up for myself when I think something is amiss. So much so that I often get in trouble for speaking up about things that I have no right speaking up about.

Master isn’t so cold and heartless that he doesn’t let me tell him when something is bothering me. As a matter of fact, it is one of my rules that I have to tell him. He knows that, especially with my mental health issues, sometimes things get all screwed up inside my head and I worry about things that really are neither important nor logical. And I, too, realize that sometimes the things that upset me are silly.

What it comes down to is this. I have Master to protect me from the big bad world. That is why I begged for his collar. Because I trust him to care for me enough to take care of me and protect me from things I need protecting from. And because I trust him enough to believe that I don’t need protecting from him. But I’m a big girl. I know enough to say “Master, I’d really like to talk about this,” if something is bothering me or if I think something is amiss. And I know enough to ask for help if I need it.