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1brutality1-deactivated20220311: Scared? Good girl. You should be. I’ve broken you already? Whore, I’m not even naked yet. Imagine what I’ll do to you when it’s actually bringing me physical pleasure.

Scared? Good girl. You should be. I’ve broken you already? Whore, I’m not even naked yet. Imagine what I’ll do to you when it’s...

1brutality1-deactivated20220311: Scared? Good girl. You should be. I’ve broken you already? Whore, I’m not even naked yet. Imagine what I’ll do to you when it’s actually bringing me physical pleasure.

the-dominant-script: Not that kind of Dom diary – On Effort [31.10.25] Lately I’ve asked myself something that’s been on my mind for a while. Why do people stop trying once they’re in a relationship? I’ve met so many couples over the years, people who were once magnetic, stylish, confident and somewhere along the way, it faded. And when I say attractive, I don’t mean model perfect faces or genetics. I mean effort. Clean shoes, the smell of fresh laundry, a shirt that actually fits, hair that’s styled, posture that says you give a damn. Those small signals of self respect that used to speak louder than words. But once people settle, it’s like they stop courting each other. They get comfortable, too comfortable. A good friend of mine went through a divorce. His wife had been stunning when they met, elegant, confident, glowing. Over the years, I watched it shift. No make up. Random clothes thrown together. Hair always in a messy bun, slippers instead of shoes. And when they split? Suddenly she was radiant again. Nails done, lashes long, outfits tight, perfume you noticed before she entered the room. All the effort returned, but not for him. For strangers. And of course it’s not just women. Men do it too. I’ve seen it, bellies growing, shirts untucked, the spark gone. They stop flirting, stop teasing, stop making their partners feel desired. Maybe that’s why so many people cheat, not because they’re evil, but because they miss the feeling of being wanted. Of being seen as something special. I might not be in a relationship right now, but I know exactly how I’d treat the one I chose. I’d flirt with her every single day, so she’d start her mornings smiling before even opening her eyes. I’d whisper something that makes her blush before she even gets out of bed. Tell her she looks too good to leave the house. Brush my fingers through her hair when she passes, pull her close just to feel her breath catch. Not because I have to, because I want to. And I’d never stop earning her. Not through words, but through presence. I’d take care of how I look, clean shave or a sharp beard, fresh scent, the right shirt, the kind of cologne that lingers when I walk past. She wouldn’t have to wonder if she’s still desired. She’d feel it. Relationships aren’t a finish line. They’re a rhythm, and you have to keep dancing if you want the music to stay alive. So flirt. Compliment. Touch. Notice. If you’ve found someone worth keeping, then act like it. Every damn day you stupid idiot.

Not that kind of Dom diary – On Effort [31.10.25] Lately I’ve asked myself something that’s been on my mind for a while. Why do...

the-dominant-script: Not that kind of Dom diary – On Effort [31.10.25] Lately I’ve asked myself something that’s been on my mind for a while. Why do people stop trying once they’re in a relationship? I’ve met so many couples over the years, people who were once magnetic, stylish, confident and somewhere along the way, it
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