Coming back to the interdenger issue... If a girl declares war to a boy, the agreed rules are for both of them, obviously. Albeit I had had a mediocre no-barred holds record and a very bad one concerning normal fights, I really hate to be defeated by a woman, by a man or... whoever. The consolation of the stronger physical nature of men is very weak, and concerning being beaten by girls, on one hand it is an alluring feeling to keep a bitch under control, and on the other hand being defeated by another girl is in itself humiliating enough; and once girls love to humiliate their victims, a defeat in a girl-girl contest is much more shameful than a loss against a man.
Althoug the victory is my target, I have to admit that the total defeat is a kind of tranquilizer. We learn our place, we annihilate our will and the futile yearnings of power and become a kind of toy or object at the mercy of our opponent. No desires, no suffering... It is ironic that pain, hate and shame combine together to, in a gap of time, make us internalise a comfortable position from a more than uncomfortable situation.
I only fought against two men: my ex-boyfriend, more than seven hundred times, losing all the matches; and one time against another guy. This will be someday the subject of a post.
I have to admit that the feeling of being punished by a man is sometimes arousing, especially if he puts me in my place by spanking me. He may be a kind of strong macho man, like the one of the pics below, in which he makes a hot brunette cry (lovely bum, lovely legs, lovely lightly prominent belly in the gap of the spanker's thighs...)
Althoug the victory is my target, I have to admit that the total defeat is a kind of tranquilizer. We learn our place, we annihilate our will and the futile yearnings of power and become a kind of toy or object at the mercy of our opponent. No desires, no suffering... It is ironic that pain, hate and shame combine together to, in a gap of time, make us internalise a comfortable position from a more than uncomfortable situation.
I only fought against two men: my ex-boyfriend, more than seven hundred times, losing all the matches; and one time against another guy. This will be someday the subject of a post.
I have to admit that the feeling of being punished by a man is sometimes arousing, especially if he puts me in my place by spanking me. He may be a kind of strong macho man, like the one of the pics below, in which he makes a hot brunette cry (lovely bum, lovely legs, lovely lightly prominent belly in the gap of the spanker's thighs...)
He may be, perhaps, another kind of macho, a suburbanlike one. Like this:
Or the one in the pics below. See the way he makes the poor pretty round-butted girl arch downwards in pain, as she points her legs up, and how he pulls her by the hair, making her feeling like a mare in pain and lust.
Not everything is rude manhood, it must be said. The opponent may be an experienced middle-aged man. This one knows how to gently keep the big-butted girl's hand out of the reach of the punishment area, making her beautiful partner kick charmingly her legs and cry...
Finally, if the spanker puts the girl fully naked, it is a ultimate additional humiliation. In the first post, the spanker extracts from the spankee all her charm in defeat: take a look on these arousing feet, ohhhhhhhhhh, what a charming pose... The later one likes some explicitness, a genital view, why not?, besides the wonderful rear panorama, from butt to legs...
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