BDSM vs. Abuse

The line between BDSM is not thin - it is a brick wall 2 feet thick. Let me elaborate and give examples

BDSM  is a power exchange - The submissive WILLINGLY gives power to the Dominant to do as he chooses within the confines of her limits. The Dominant WILLINGLY gives power to the Submissive to give final approval or disapproval for any act.

ABUSE:  The abuser takes what he or she chooses either despite or because of the victim's unwillingness or fear.

BDSM  - both parties crave, desire and find pleasure in each act. If not, they discuss the act and adjust accordingly.

ABUSE:  Only the abuser craves, desires and finds pleasure in the victim's pain and subjugation.

BDSM:  Both parties have respect for the other and a very, very close bond.

ABUSE: The only bond is fear.

BDSM:  The ultimate goal is joy.

ABUSE:  The ultimate goal is power.

Spanking of the Week

I hate baseball. And now, it's baseball season. My Man, however loves baseball and has required that I be with him for each game he watches. First, I prepare traditional snacks - chips, dip, sandwiches, and fill a cooler with beer which I set next to the couch. Sometimes friends show up, sometimes, like today, it is just the two of us. I could really use this time to read, clean, do anything else, but this is one of his requirements, and in truth, I'm happy to obey. Once the game starts, I am to remain naked. Today, the Cards are playing the Cubs. He's a die hard Cubs fan (I HAVE NO IDEA WHY!!) The Cards are up to bat first. Each time they get a man on base I get spanked. For every time time they score, I get ten swats on each cheek. If, by some chance, the Cubs get a man on base, he finger fucks me. If, I'm really lucky and the Cubs score, He lets me orgasm. Either way, by the end of the game, I'm a wet, dripping horny mess. My ass and thighs are red and swollen, by pussy throbbing and I am nothing but a melted whore begging to be fucked.

Maybe I DO like baseball afterall!