KillerMuffin
Seraphically Disinclined
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What exactly is it? What is it used for? Does it work? Any illumination would be wonderful.
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Hecate said:Said all the above, of course there is a particular thrill in being "in charge", in control to a degree that is hardly possible to raise, on a physical and thus for large parts mental level (never underestimate the psychological damage you can do in a D/s relation!!!!). It is intoxicating, sweet and dangerous maybe - it makes me feel ALIVE! AWARE!
cymbidia said:Here's a link to the essay. It's well written and fascinating. Please read it, if you will, if you have the interest and time. I'd love to discuss your take on it, particularly with respect to the progressively deeper immersion into this DomSpace one goes as a direct result of how deep your sub goes into his/her own space.
Hecate said:I can get into a scene, totally, completely - and it is sure more than just the basic feel of power I get when I see someone is following my orders or allows me to be helpless and vulnerable in my care. There is of course emotional gratification in dominating and it is sure not exclusively for submissives. So maybe I do reach Domme Space and just never called it that *g* - just as JazzManJim said , maybe I am "there" just without knowing ?
This is *exactly* how it is moving into and out of subspace... for me, anyway.JazzManJim said:You sound much like I do in that situation. It happens, and there's not much to determine before hand when it will happen. When it starts, you can't try to feed it. That kills it. It happens with less conscious effort rather than more and it's magical.
JazzManJim said:Well, let me toss something at you, then.
Perhaps that feeling is what might be meant by "Dom Space"?
There's that feeling of being "in the zone" that you get sometimes, when you're with a sub - that feeling that you're completely on top of things in a way that goes beyond merely having control of the situation, that you're almost acting on what the sub does before the sub does it and every single movement is confident, without a moment's hesitation, and perfect for the moment. It's like being in a basketball game and not being able to miss, even when you're taking wild-assed shots you'd never make in your life until that game.
Maybe that's what we're talking about, as opposed to the comparative control loss of "sub space". Maybe it's about being so on top of the situation that you're aware of things you've never been aware of before. If that's what we could say "Dom Space" is, yeah..I was there once. I'll never forget it.
cymbidia said:It's a mixture of the moment, the emotions you share, the toys, the physical surroundings, etc, etc, etc, and it's just not quantifiable. It's barely describable; words fail to reveal the ephemeral majesty, fragile joy, and transcendent emotionalism of the thing. My words, anyway.
i still agree with this take.cymbidia said:http://members.aol.com/MasterNik/DomSpace.html
I'm *fascinated* by the thought that you guys have an analogous headspace to the far better known subspace that we have.
Netzach said:I *do* space. Not just in intense personal play.
I space when I work, even. It's what makes me so damn good, it's SO EASY for me to space. Light the candles, fire up the music, look in the mirror at myself in a corset and I'm *there*
Being a prodomme has got to be as exciting as being a paramedic, with far less ramifications - but when people talk about high-risk and high-pressure work, it's that kind of war-story that resonates with me.
You're responsible for safety, (your own as well as the client) a million little physical details AND creating the perfect ambiance for an hour. Probably a lot like big-food restauranteuring too.
Dom space to me, is the Zone. It's when I feel most alive, most optimal, most engaged across every possible spectrum of engagement.
It takes everything out of me. I come home from a session and I am fucking TOAST. I'm stupider than I ever was bottoming.
I'm hungry but I can't even pick a restaurant, every bit of my decision making prowess has been used up and has to regenerate. I definitely need aftercare, and that's the perk of having a sub husband who gets my job.