Day two revealed differences in attitude with Dave. I began our conversation with questions about his parents. His father he reveres, while his mother he loathes for the poor, abusive treatment of his father. I pointed out that the qualities his mother displayed can be found in his "girlfriend". This revelation resulted in a shift in the conversation.
Dave asserted that I called him "boring". I did not remember doing so, but I went with him as this offered insight into his thinking and agreed that he is boring.
He became combative, argumentative, even manipulative. Dave continued to wrestle the conversation away from me, trying to turn it upon me. He asked me questions, bargained with me for answers, then asserted that he truly had all the power. Any power I had, he maintained, was given to me by him and could be taken easily.
Above all, he fought me upon the comparison with his mother and "girlfriend", demonstrating vividly that he truly, deeply agreed with the interpretation. His fight for power was a strategy to remove the power and impact of this observation. If I had no power, my words had no power.
Though he admitted arousal (especially when I mentioned slapping him), he did not orgasm. I forbid him to cum that night and said he needed to have rubber bands for our conversation tonight. We will be exploring pain.
Images of women tied up and gagged are powerful, not because they give the view feelings of being empowered: we the viewer being in the position of she/he who has tied the women up.
It's because the women themselves are examples of extreme holders of power. We don't tie up the weak. We tie up the strong. We tie up those who can dominate and destroy us. Women have always been seen as powerful, even magical figures when it comes to their allure. The best example being the femme fetale, who moves like a force of evil through the world and men nearly helpless before her charm.
What is more, the women know they are this powerful, and subordinate themselves as a form of release. They alleviate the burdens of their own power, and become a thing without agency.
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