Because there are people out there who need to know:

You are NOT a lost cause

You are worth it

You are loved

You are wanted

You are needed

Your life is precious and important

You have value

You matter

You are not too much

You are not too needy

You are not alone

You can do it

You have a voice

We believe in you

Things will get better

Everything is going to be ok

Please add more if you wish!

*This article has nothing to do with degradation play.*

Words can hurt, they can heal, and they can sustain. Words from your lips mean more than you could possibly realize. Your words can turn them on and turn them off. From “good morning” to a declaration of love, each word carries the weight of your character.

All humans slip or fuck up. Sometimes we say things that are hurtful in the heat of a charged moment. That is why it is important to work on our own inner peace, self control, and ability to remain calm in stressful moments.

As a Dominant, we set the communications standard in the dynamic. We are held to a higher standard through the eyes of your submissive as we should be. They’ve already submitted to you, so they regard you as someone they’ve deemed worthy of their trust.

Do not ever use your words as a weapon with someone you love or care for.

Saying things like:

* Grow up

* Annoying

* Too much

* Too needy

* Immature

* A burden

* Ugly

* Too Fat

* Too skinny

That is a small sample listing of things that can inflict irreparable damage.

Your words to them are from the Gospel of Dom. They can pierce and sink someone’s very soul. Words are wind and can be a gentle summer breeze, but sometimes, that wind can also be a tornado.

So, next time you feel frustrated or upset and you don’t think you have a grip on your self control enough to avoid saying something hurtful or stupid; take a deep breath, tell them everything is ok, but you need a moment and that you love them, and walk away. If you are texting, tell them you need a couple of minutes. Give an exact amount of time you think you’ll need so you do not leave them wondering if you’re coming back. Never leave them wondering if you’re coming back. Even in a charged moment, reassure them because that’s your damn job.

When you’re ready to communicate calmly, deliberately, and with sensitive and open compassion, then return to the conversation. Even if they are still ramped up, it is YOU who needs to have themselves under control. They need to see you have control over yourself so that they know you can handle having control over them.

Your words can lift them up on high, melt their heart, and nourish their soul. Your words can devastate, create hate, and destroy trust. Your words matter. Treat your words as seeds for emotional and spiritual growth and not ammo.

Obviously this isn’t meant to be an all inclusive article covering this topic. Keep learning, reading, and growing.

Choose your words.

Submit and Obey•

(Trigger warning. This is quite extreme and might be disturbing)

I can’t stop.

I just can’t fucking stop. My clit is rubbed raw. I’m surprised it doesn’t bleed yet. Rubbing it isn’t even plesarable anymore. I just can’t stop.

I’m dead tired. I’m emotionally worn out. But it can’t stop rubbing.

I’m looking for the most degrading porn I can find. I’m drinking in all verbal abuse I can get:

Stupid fuckpig. Worthless cunt. Rapemeat. Urinal. Guilty of cunthood. No mercy for cunts. Property. Subhuman. Inferior cunt scum. Not a person. Only holes. No rights, no dignity. Braindead whore. Fleshlight with a pulse. Retarded cum dump.

I always get aroused by verbal abuse. But today it is different. I really feel it. I really feel like the scum of the earth. The strangest thing about that: I feel happy about it. It’s liberating. All layers of pretense are gone. I’m inferior cunt scum because I’m a pathetic slave to my clit.

Or when I make Mommy come so many times she can't take it anymore, and she taps on my head and has me come up and suckle while she coos at me about how pretty I was and how wonderful I made her feel.

Or when Daddy can't take his eyes off me when he's eating me out because he thinks that I look the prettiest when I'm begging for him to make me come, when all I can say is Daddy, Daddy, Daddy over and over like a prayer.

Or when Mommy holds me when Daddy fucks me, when she's watching my face and holding my hand so I can squeeze it when it hurts, when she lifts my head so she can look me in the eyes and tell me how mean Daddy is to her baby girl.