Have you ever had this experience? Your surgeon is about to have you put under anesthesia and stops to ask you which entrance you used to get in. When taking communion, the minister or priest stops to ask you which door of the church you entered.
No? Because nobody has. Because in those critical moments, how you got to there is not important. You are there now.
I am a Feminist ally (and yes, I know all the often all-to-true jokes about how fairly worthless male Feminist ally’s are, but face it… while we might not be overly useful to you, at least we are no longer on the side trying to actively destroy you.) and I feel sometimes people frown on me, a sexually submissive man approaching and promoting Feminism from the angle of FemDom and cruel gender role reversal.
Some may feel that I am merely continuing the male stereotype of the powerful woman being ‘the leather-clad bitch with a whip’ and that I am just objectifying women as sexual objects. Well… I admit it. It’s all true. I am.
I also obey their instructions like a good employee-servant, I respect their views and opinions over my own and I worship them as semi-divine beings.
Face it, the world is full of all types of women. They encompass a spectrum of thoughts, plans, wants and needs and in a perfect world they would each be fulfilled. IMHO Women, far more than men, are emotionally complex and many, many women contain the entire spectrum within themselves! The singer/songwriter Meredith Brooks summed it up perfectly;
“I’m a bitch, I’m a lover
I’m a child, I’m a mother
I’m a sinner, I’m a saint
I do not feel ashamed
I’m your Hell, I’m your dream
I’m nothing in between
You know you wouldn’t want it any other way”
So if you don’t believe women who actually enjoy FemDom activities exist, you’ve never met Ms. Renee Lane or read her book. If I am lucky enough to find a woman who understands and accepts her divine status as a living, breathing Goddess on Earth, who fights for women’s rights and who gets turned on by being a cruel and sadistic bitch towards men, who is to say I am wrong in submitting to, assisting and supporting, and worshiping her all at the same time?
Everything, everywhere, all at once. (HINT: It’s more than just a movie.)
At the end of my day, my self-judgement is always what I did in the past 24 hours to please a woman. She may have been feeling ‘girlie’ and insecure about her looks, so I praised her beauty. She may have been angry at some world event that perpetuated the subjugation of women, I re-tweeted her posts and made supportive comments on social media. She may be feeling her inherent divinity, so I pledged my body, mind, and soul in devotion to her and to women everywhere. She might have felt like putting on her leather boots and having them kissed while whipping and chastising a man into submission out of pure retribution just for his being born male. She may be feeling despair and frustration and want nothing more than a strong shoulder to cry into.
My purpose as a man is to support, serve, and please her. To be the strong, silent scaffolding she builds her dreams upon.
How I got here shouldn’t matter to you at all…
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