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The art of the mean tease is dying a wrongful death.

Categorically speaking, Fetish has failed to maintain distinction from the infiltration of porn. This casual comingling is generated by the wealth of pornography and consumerism on the internet. Sex addiction, however is no laughing matter thanks to Tiger (Or is it?) and neither should be the desegregation of sexual fulfillment. The more bang for the buck agenda driving it across the boundaries has to be stopped, or at a least noticed.

The origins of bizarre behavior deserve a little better than this is My opinion. My intention is to bring back into vogue the art that made “Fetish” what it is and what it isn’t today. I will slave to revive the long lost sorcery of the prose and mental imagery that were at one time the only link to sexual deviance.

The psychological construct of lusting after the object, of entrusting the object of desire with faith, brings the joy and freedom to the fetishist that more general sexual ideologies in the world at large cannot. As an unofficial fetish historian of sorts, I am able to offer information I have acquired to explain and support why this is so. To achieve this end I’ll continue to refer to those who forged the way with their own brand of mean. Consider the life and time of Edith Cadivec .

To embellish the story a bit with something savory about life itself, I want you to know it was fate that brought me together with this superior spanking fetishist. I found the book Confessions and Experiences believe it or not in the used section of Borders. I gave it to angel for her birthday not knowing the incredibly decadent story of Cadevic’s obsession with the birch and how it developed which, by the way, had angel reading nonstop for 24 hours straight, talk about a fetishist.

Along with the recount of her life, and spanking discipline ethic, Cadevic included some letters in Her memoir. This correspondence between Her and Her slave took place in 1926. They describe Her methods of chastity training a male at a distance. They also reveal the difficulties a superior woman had, even then, of commanding Her subject according to Her rules. Was She mean to him? Of course -especially when he disobeyed Her. In spite of it, and the distance, they continued to vie for the others respective affection, his to be hers to control and Hers to be served through his abstinence. From reading One can speculate that it was not just meanness that forced this male to capitulate but love, and love not for the superior One alone, but for the fetishistic object She inhabited for him with Her being.

Many are led to believe that the power of fetish comes from a mental illness or an inability to process sexuality normally. This is partly correct because the fetishist does have a unique way of assimilating the use of the body, thus the power to perform the sex act. But none should underestimate the power One has when it is understood why the other is seeking this form of power. To be mean therefore is justified on grounds other than persecution which was useful when keeping slaves like the Egyptians or the Romans or the Plantation owners with the threat of the whip or the lions awaiting. Without an express life threat a Superior has to wield power psychologically to be successful. She must become the threat Herself. Her power is in Her ability to inculcate the anxiety the suppliant experiences sexually. Mean is then a measure of the power to manipulate the slaves greatest fears.

You can read the book to see how Edith went about it or you can estimate from Diane Hanson’s success selling thousands of magazines. Like Hefner She had an eye for good looking women and unlike him, the talent to combine words with pictures to seize control. In Edith’s day She had to rely on words alone. If She could have sent her petulant slave a pic or two he may have been less resistant to Her demands and even MORE, the fetish itself, in an image that would have made it impossible for him to resist. And so we can see the immense value to imagery in Our craft but we mustn’t lose sight of what is back of it- the power to strategize- to educate others as to Our strengths as superior women through the inverse and opposite weaknesses of those born to serve.

So as the internet continues to offer the quick and dangerous fix for the afflicted, those such as I can take charge by manipulating the abusive overload of imagery available for immediate gratification. Many slaves I know grow fat on these offerings- obese in fact from this proliferation of porn without sustenance. In light of the dearth of quality mean to compliment Fetish, I also have the following to offer- to compliment the imagery I created with words in My previous post and to further instill another brand of mean- what I call size queen mean.

I’ll clue you in now to a very different kind of over load of stimulation, one that only a Superior body grows accustomed to, one that the Superior body can’t adjust to without, one that is missed and can actually be grieved over…that of a mansize cock designed to please a Mean Size Queen.

Bigger is better for the ego and status has its merits as we all know. But there is a vast difference between real man cock and sissy cock. Sissy cock belongs in panties not in pussy. So is it mean to have a slave on a cock leash in tight shiny spandex, salivating at the glory hole with a good size shenis on display, utterly useless and destroyed from chronic masturbation ? Indeed it is all the more fitting for that cock to be exploited as property and meritorious to My ego as a Superior in its abject humiliation. Because We find mutual satisfaction in this humiliation We take exception to its size according to its relative arousing effect but when We consider the real meaning of Size Queen, the role the real man and His cock plays in Her gratification, the one the small or the useless larger variation cannot possibly ever fulfill, we have a different matter entirely.

This can only apply to those superior women- namely Size Queens who are fulfilled by those men nature selected for oversize anatomy. I take the liberty of excluding lesbian dominants and females who find the multitudes of facsimiles useful equivalents. My personal hard limit – dildos disqualify!

In writing this then I will not only entice the fetish minds of eager cuckolds but also, Others like Myself who consider themselves to be connoisseurs of the well endowed, who qualify as experts in the area of excessively demanding sexual procurement- the kind of sex only a true size queen can determine as worthy of Her voracious sexual capacity. Based on Her varied sexual experiences Her resume would be chock full of sexual escapades that attest to Her qualifications, the most recent boasting an age differential highly useful to Her acquisition of studs for fucking. To some 20 years may seem too young but where a superior’s desire is concerned there are no holds barred.

Don’t you agree slutslaves? Don’t you wish you could see that for real? How effective is this post in forcing you to imagine that spectacle for your own private viewing enjoyment hmmm? How amazing would it be to see it say, from My closet?

Or better yet, from your own, after I put you in there gagged, crossdressed, cuffed wrist to ankles and stationed at a peep hole. Steady now! not only would you have regrets after the beating of your life for spoiling My fun if you were to make a sound (no self respecting Man would remain hard knowing you were in there -at first-), but mainly because you’d be afraid of missing the action if you were to fall over from teetering on the 6″ heels I forced you into. I’d have to say that it was a bag of old shoes that fell over so My lover would continue pounding while you lay there now only able to listen to Me screaming and grunting from the enormity of his cock. It would indeed be cruel punishment to miss spying on the relentless extraction of My squirting orgasms spewing everywhere wouldn’t it? Access to which you yourself are denied, No? I ask, what could be more degrading and stimulating than this for a cuckolded and humiliated shemale slutslave of Mine hmmm? ….. Well licking My lovely asshole of course and for some, even My making a small deposit. Oh! the levels One can force any sissified slave to sink to. It’s beyond that of typical masochism and it’s all for the taking as long as you have the wits to manage the depravity and the apathy to ignore the ignominy.

That being said, blame My brand of mean on My sadistic altruistic nature. Let IT be the cause of My want of pleasure, My justification for supremacy and for My principles when attempting to explain true sado-masochistic power- the power to seize and be seized, and in that power, to receive.

Thank you GODDESS. your welcome slave.

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