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on Sat 28 Sep 02, 6:24 PM to CruelLadyScorpio's blog.
fuck off! I feel better now. And the irritant? Other dominants who think they know how to 'sort' my bratty sub out better than I do. Having said that, I want to make it crystal clear that when some 'Dom/me' with dead-fish eyes aggressively presses me with unsolicited advice because my brat has kicked over his traces, I emphatically do not start wishing I hadn't gagged the naughty animal. He knows I would heartily disapprove of his telling the Dom/me in question He/She's an opinionated, humourless cretin with His/Her head up His/Her arse (stay with me here), while I, as a deeply serious and responsible member of the community, remember my manners, bite my tongue, and try to yawn with my mouth closed.
Rest assured that if my brat said such a thing, I would punish him severely, and would never indicate my approval of such insolence with subliminal signals that only he would pick up.
I recognise that I have no right to refuse to explain myself to dominants I don't know from Adam by betraying the trust and intimacy I have gained with my submissive. And certainly no right to indicate that I can't be arsed explaining myself to wankers.
(Oddly, these people are often distinguished by their lack of attendant submissives, and one suspects any sub worth his salt has long since chewed his way through the ropes and escaped their imbecilic posturings.)
The underlying implication that I don't know what I'm doing doesn't help my temper either - if I need advice, I will ask those whom I respect.
But I digress; he's a baaad subbie, and I'm working hard to file down the sharp edge of his tongue and quash his ebullience to gratify other people. By no means do I derive considerable amusement from his telling two gravely senior maleDoms to 'budge over' at the bar, or a Mistress whose face is a Kabuki mask of permanent disapproval that She'll feel better when She's had a good shag.
I always discipline him violently for this sort of thing, when we get home. It's laughable to infer that I might tell him how delighted I am with him, and feed him his favourite choccies from my hand whilst giggling irreverently at the assertions of some swivel-eyed bell end.
In view of this, one or two people who are too clever for their own good have accused me of thinly-disguised brattishness. What rot! I'm extraordinarily responsive to censure. Besides, how can one be a brat and a Domme at the same time? Do be sensible. I'm not even a tiny bit subversive; if I didn't observe the rules and formalities of the scene, which encapsulate the good as well as the ill, I wouldn't get away with anything.
All clear now? Splendid. I'm off to Dodgy Dave's to buy a spud gun. To those of you who are of the opinion that to dominate means to disapprove of joy, I suggest, should You encounter me and my delectably wicked Number One Kickass Subbie, You keep said opinion, and those related, to Yourself ... for I may accidentally untie him, absentmindedly hand him the weapon and erroneously point him at You.
As billybofh, that paragon of passivity, would succinctly put it:
I rule
You suck
Edited Tue 23 Mar 04, 5:11 PM by CruelLadyScorpio
