Free sex, whatever your definition. But first free yourself from negative thought.
'Nothing Else Matters' will always be the more relevant song.
Undated image of maƮtresse Alexandra. Neither 18 nor 21. Much better.
What a woman! |
In the real world, or better the skies above it, eagles rule with impunity. It's why they're called apex predators. There is nothing to challenge their dominance and it shows. There are multiple reports about eagles attacking drones because the sky belongs to them, not some man-made wubba wubba wubba machine with rotors.
In terms of popular Western music the Eagles instantly take you back to their 'Hotel California'. Guess what, it's an asylum you enter of your own free will, but can never leave. Of course free will is overrated. Some even say there's no such thing as freedom to choose when it comes to what matters most in life.
True of false, it's easy for me to tell you to accept who you are and live the life. Dutch society is much more relaxed and accepting of people's quirks than most countries. Still doesn't make it easy or a smart move to tell anybody you're into femdom. As a rule of thumb, unless you need to know, I'll never tell you. For both our sakes. Besides, you're not gonna tell me what goes on in your bed room either.
Sadly, societies everywhere condition people to instantly approve or disapprove other people's life choices. Even without having your big guilty secret about your slavish devotion to dominant women out in the open, it's hard for most to accept a big part of who they are. My guess is that it's not because they try to ignore their deepest feelings but them having nightmares about what your parents or friends might think. And some people just find it hard not to fit the mould of middle class perfection, AKA being average.
Thanks to commerce Dutch lives in a world where younger women are officially more sexy than older women and every man who disagrees is off his rockers. This is the boldest statement I ever came across: 'do you like younger [18-21] or older [21+] dommes? [1] That would have been a great question three decades ago, today it only manages to extract a wry smile from my face. [2] These days Dutch is single. Post-Covid-19 [any time now] I would love to book a session with a prodomme. Problem is, instead of presenting themselves as the attractive, experienced, mature, dominant women, most sales pitches focus on their promixity to their younger years. Why ignore the true beauty the wheel of time has to offer?
In all honesty, the fact that femdom fun is part of you makes things more complicated. Falling in love is easy, finding a compatible partner not. Especially if you're interested in a relationship that offers something beyond exploring the deepest abyss of your mutual kink. Perhaps you want to start a family? On the flipside, entering a relationship with someone who has no interest in femdom, no matter how much you love her, must end in tears. [4] Sexual preferences are hardcoded. Ignore them at your own peril. Sooner or later they'll catch up with you.
Forget trying to suppress your interest in femdom. Your most intimate desires are part of your mental make-up. They make you the person you are. Don't ignore them unless you must. And yes there are many reasons for that. Just don't pretend they're not part of what makes life worth living. That simple fact - even without the ability to blow off steam - will make your life happier. Why be ashamed of what makes you truly tick? Certainly not when it comes to consensual stuff.
I'll leave you with the lyrics to both Hotel California and Nothing Else Matters. Study 'm wisely.
Hotel California
On a dark desert highway
Cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of
colitas
Rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance
I
saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I
had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway
I heard
the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself
"This could be
Heaven or this could be Hell"
Then she lit up a candle
And she
showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor
I thought I
heard them say
"Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely
place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel
California
Any time of year (Any time of year)
You can find it
here"
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted
She got the Mercedes Bends, uh
She got
a lot of pretty, pretty boys
That she calls friends
How they dance
in the courtyard
Sweet summer sweat
Some dance to remember
Some
dance to forget
So I called up the Captain
"Please bring me my
wine"
He said, "We haven't had that spirit here since 1969"
And
still those voices are calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle
of the night
Just to hear them say
"Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely
place)
Such a lovely face
They living it up at the Hotel
California
What a nice surprise (What a nice surprise)
Bring your
alibis"
Mirrors on the ceiling
The pink champagne on ice
And she said: "We
are all just prisoners here
Of our own device"
And in the master's
chambers
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their
steely knives
But they just can't kill the beast
Last thing I
remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage
back
To the place I was before
"Relax," said the night man
"We
are programmed to receive
You can check out any time you like
But
you can never leave!"
Nothing Else Matters
So close, no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever
trusting who we are
And nothing else matters
Never opened myself
this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words I don't
just say
And nothing else matters
Trust I seek and I find in
you
Every day for us something new
Open mind for a different
view
And nothing else matters
Never cared for what they do
Never cared for what they know
But
I know
So close, no matter how far
It couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever
trusting who we are
And nothing else matters
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About today's musical support:
There once was this guy named Fred who advocated 'Don't talk, just kiss.' Never found out who he was talking about, probably everybody who heard the song on the radio. That's the kind of thing that happens to you when you tell yourself 'I'm too sexy.' Well, Fred is dead but here's Fred Again together with the Blessed Madonna. 'Marea (We’ve Lost Dancing)' is about the impact of Covid-19 on our culture. Once the pandemic is in the rearview mirror, 'what comes next will be marvelous.' Better make it so. Unless you prefer to stay put in the Hotel California that is. Come on, live a little!
Fred again.. feat. The Blessed Madonna - Marea (We’ve Lost Dancing)
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[1] Also, bye bye bathing in the glory of her personal gravity. Which is hard enough to come by as it is.
[2] Or not. At the time I was rather busy. Vanilla sex and stuff which left hardly any time to dig deeper into that one special itch I now know is a little thing called femdom. [3]
[3] Older and wiser, I want it all. Yes, that also includes vanilla sex. And femdom. And probably some stuff I haven't figured out yet. It's why it's important to be greedy for all that life has to offer.
[4] If you truly love her, be honest with yourself. For the one you love. And yes, you know how the story goes.
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