I am on the stepper at the gym and this is where I have time to do some thinking.
My mind of course turns to being a whore, a slut. Two of my most favoured words. I began to think about how much of a whore I could possibly be if whoring to only one man.
The free association of thoughts as beads of sweat slid down between my breasts. A whore is paid for service. A whore gives herself to many men, or women for recompense. While I don't pretend to understand the inner world of the whore belonging to that wonderful age old profession, I did start to think about the contradiction of the woman submissive, slave, pet, bitch (insert your favoured word here). Often, I have noted, one of the rules that submissive women (girls some like to say) are given, is that they cannot liaise with other men, Dominant men, in a sexually explicit way (though I recognise that some may be shared by there Dominant partner with others). A woman cannot have two Master's. On the surface, to me, this seems a fabulously vanilla concept and a contradiction to the purest meaning of the word whore.
We could consider then that a submissive woman declaring she is a whore to her Sir, Master, Daddy (insert favoured term here), or being declared a whore by him, is in no way a whore, but simply living the fantasy of being a whore.
For me Whoring isn't embodied in the act of submission or tantalising kinky sex acts. Whoring is borne in how a woman makes herself available to many (not that there's anything wrong with that!). Or is a whore the opposite in sexual behaviour from what is considered acceptable behaviour of a 'good girl'? The dichotomy of the whore - good girl is in me. I am polarised, and whoring is the fantasy that keeps the good girl in me alive. I strive to hear those words "good girl". They make me warm and fuzzy and tingly. How do I achieve this status? By being a whore, a slut, a bitch. By being his little bitch, I am his "good girl".
LOL go figure!
