Sometimes I receive session requests that make me react.
And sometimes, Yes, I react.
Of which act.

Bonjour **,

You had already contacted me last spring. I pointed out then that your request is based more on degradation than humiliation., which interests me little. By reading you today, my impression remains the same. I therefore decide to refuse your application for reasons that I take the time to explain to you..

First of all, I experience great fatigue and little consideration (euphemism) towards the males who proclaim themselves “alpha”, machos and macho discourse. If you are sincere in your presentation, your attitude and your prejudices towards women is not – Alas – not a game, but a problem with deep roots. As a woman and an ardent feminist, I invite you to revise your positions to finally respect the other part of humanity.
“Take care of your failings” is precisely, you say, what you expect from our session ? BDSM is not a therapy. It may look like, but cannot suffice without further support.
If you think “heal from your machismo” in this way, you deceive yourself for the benefit of those who maintain you in this illusion.
After, everyone has the right to choose their chimeras.

you are really in pain, you want to change ? Perfect, educate yourself !
Good news : you don't need anyone to start. Today there are many resources, from podcasts to community venues to books and workshops.
Bad news : it's long, involving, more, excellent news, exciting and bearer of much more harmonious relations than those built on the unequal and now wobbly base (it was time !) of the patriarchy.
You don't ? Your desire to progress is only a facade or a convenient alibi. No excuses.

At last, the accuracy of your scenario, up to the sentences that I have to yell at you while you are on the ground shaking your balls, indicates that reduce me to a mere instrument subject to your desire. But I do not intend to be commanded, way “shopping list”, on what I do or do not do in session.
As such, I find the details of my clothes perfectly irritating.
If I don't want to wear cleavage, short skirt or stockings, I won't wear it.
If I don't want to embody this femininity that you despise and that scares you so much, I will not do it.
Don't you understand then that by these demands, you're just reproducing the domination you say you want to get away from ? As you pretend to burn to submit, you define :
1/ the script a woman has to conform to,
2/ the words she has to say,
3/ the outfit she should wear.
In other words : you will pay me to fulfill your specifications, on a frame where you adopt the posture of the little male before resuming, to the output, the cast off of the alpha male. Where is the dominance ? I don't see it, me, than the purchase of a service, of a service shaped and directed by your choices… Yet another avatar of machismo, so, hidden under the trappings of obedience for a parenthesis.
Aware of the limits of my activity, I happen to accept this deal. But insofar as your request is based on a basis that I abhor and oppose, it's no. Because if you came, I might get mad and break your balls, literally.

Your intention is to be Actually dominated ? Very well. Let's schedule a session where I do whatever I want within your limits. You will have neither cleavage, ni miniskirt, in Louboutin, and maybe nothing at all, apart from the order to keep you quiet for as long as I want, in the position I want, ignored in a corner of my Boudoir if that is my wish.
To be, Yes, you will make an act of obedience and submission.

whipping,
Madame.

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