Heroes & Villains

Ooh, yummy thread Roscoe

See, I need them both.

MasterHero values me as a cherished possession and takes his responsibility for decisions that affect me seriously. He wants me to be able to confess anything to him and feel loved and protected by him. I am his pet, his slave, his one. When I have pleased him, he will reward me and his punishments are just and effective at moderating my behaviour. I want MasterHero always to be happy and contented with my service so I pre-empt as many of his daily needs as I can. He wants to spend his life with me, to grow old with me in his service.

MasterVillain is the guy who sees me as nothing more than a resource, property to be used until it breaks. He delights in moving the goalposts on me and finding fault with everything I do. He hurts me, humiliates and debases me until my pain, fear and sense of worthlessness get him hard. He tortures me for his own pleasure and delights in reminding me just what I truly am to him. I am his cunt, his fuckhole, friction for his cock and nothing more. He makes me feel expendable and replaceable, cheap and disposable. He forces me to admit to my deepest, nastiest desires and then mocks me from a height for being such a filthy, voracious slut.

I'm madly in love with both my hero and my villan. Without the hero, the villain would destroy me. Without the villain, the hero would bore me in time. I'm like a formula one car - I need to be valued and maintained in optimum condition but at the same time, I just love it when he throws me around the circuit until I almost fall apart.

Master would identify with the villain. His hero is a facet of his personality that he has to consciously nurture while the villain is always there, waiting for the hero to blink. I love that about him, it instils genuine fear in me and causes me to always treat him with respect.
 
This thread would be most entertaining if we were out in the woods, picking sides for a battle with sticks. Sometimes I really do miss being a kid.

The interesting thing about heroes and villains is that each needs the other in order to validate his own fundamental identity. Without a villain to fight, a hero's just a guy standing there lookin' goofy. Without a hero to mock, a villain's just a guy spitting into the wind.
 
This thread would be most entertaining if we were out in the woods, picking sides for a battle with sticks. Sometimes I really do miss being a kid.

The interesting thing about heroes and villains is that each needs the other in order to validate his own fundamental identity. Without a villain to fight, a hero's just a guy standing there lookin' goofy. Without a hero to mock, a villain's just a guy spitting into the wind.

You are on point with this, Jay-Mo.
 
I agree, and being the Modern that I am at heart, I think that's all internalize-able.

Which brings me back to what I said post 2.
 
You reasonable people with your balance and harmony make me want to tie you all to the train tracks.

arrrrg!
 
this thread has certainly got me thinking, I think I like some kind of blend of the two in a PYL, like, if you're going to leave me crying on the floor you have to also be willing to pick me up from that state (making sense?).
If I'm topping someone I enjoy playing villain very much, I'm sorry but theres something about making people cry (etc), you know? Again tho I have my nurturing side as well, some of my earliest fantasies were ones of rescuing someone, caring for them, training them to be my pet etc.

I guess I mainly identify with the feisty underdog type who does the right thing in the end. Or a villain with a heart type. Still thinking about it. Great thread though. :)
 
This is kind of like asking if people identify more with Darth Vader or the young Ben Kenobi when what most people want is either to be or to fuck Han Solo.
 
This is kind of like asking if people identify more with Darth Vader or the young Ben Kenobi when what most people want is either to be or to fuck Han Solo.

Thats actually a fairly apt, if geeky, description.
 
This is kind of like asking if people identify more with Darth Vader or the young Ben Kenobi when what most people want is either to be or to fuck Han Solo.

me .... want ... to fuck ... Han Solo ..... mmmmmmmmmmmm
 
Skipping all the predictable equivocating, I am a villain.

This is not a decision I've made myself, but I notice that when I make attempts at being kind, sensitive, gallant.... I am always met with suspicion. Oftentimes gratitude, but always a modicum of disbelief.

When I am being completely evil, there is never anyone telling me, "this isn't the real you."

There are never any inquisitive eyes, waiting for the other shoe to drop, when I am being evil.

It's not that I don't have my moments of goodness, they just never feel quite as authentic.

And true to Rosco's description, I have always seen myself as the Salieri, not the Amadeus. I have spent many nights awake wondering who my Mozart will be.

I have recently began fantasizing that lo's son is my mortal enemy, on some biblical shit. Being the first son, he will be rightful heir to my vast estate, but not being a product of my own loins, I will always regard him with suspicion and hatred.

And yet, I will treat him with every kindness I would to my own son, to keep the game balanced, always hoping secretly that lacking my own genetics, he simply isn't made of the right stuff to topple me and assume control of my empire. I will see that has every advantage imaginable, and as a young man he will come to understand my plot and my destiny will be fulfilled when I die at his hand.
 
Some days I think I'm yoda.

And most days I look around at the semi-feral mess and know that I'm a wookie.
 
When I was younger I thought Jabba the hutt turning his defiant slave girl into a frog and ate her alive. I thought that was so hot.
 
Skipping all the predictable equivocating, I am a villain.

This is not a decision I've made myself, but I notice that when I make attempts at being kind, sensitive, gallant.... I am always met with suspicion. Oftentimes gratitude, but always a modicum of disbelief.

When I am being completely evil, there is never anyone telling me, "this isn't the real you."

There are never any inquisitive eyes, waiting for the other shoe to drop, when I am being evil.

It's not that I don't have my moments of goodness, they just never feel quite as authentic.

Yep. My Master is exactly like this. His kinder, sweeter moments take me by surprise. His episodes of utter bastardry and mindfuckery are par for the course.
 
When I was younger I thought Jabba the hutt turning his defiant slave girl into a frog and ate her alive. I thought that was so hot.

I remember watching that and knowing at some level that it was a sexual scene, but wondering how he was gonna do it, as he seemed to lack the proper organ.

Actually, I liked Luke best of all, especially after he lost some of his pie-in-the-sky naivete and began rocking the black cloak. There's something sad in Mark Hamill's eyes that I always vibed to.
 
I remember watching that and knowing at some level that it was a sexual scene, but wondering how he was gonna do it, as he seemed to lack the proper organ.

Actually, I liked Luke best of all, especially after he lost some of his pie-in-the-sky naivete and began rocking the black cloak. There's something sad in Mark Hamill's eyes that I always vibed to.

You liked Luke best? Everyone I know stopped liking Luke the best once they hit puberty.
 
This is a difficult question. I guess I'd have to say the perfect template for me would be a man who could or perhaps was know by others to be a villain but for me was also a hero.

Think Sawyer on Lost.

:rose:
 
This is a difficult question. I guess I'd have to say the perfect template for me would be a man who could or perhaps was know by others to be a villain but for me was also a hero.

Think Sawyer on Lost.

:rose:

I love him.. he's the perfect good guy/bad boy combo
 
Hero? Villan? LOL If only things were that easy. LOL Most of my former subs would tell you I am a good guy. That my bark is worse then my Bite. Well Maybe not that last part. LOL (Licks single canine tooth.) But I have always seen myself as more along the lines of marauding barbarian carring off young girls flung over my shoulder. LOL I guess you could call that villanous. LOL But I just call it natural. LOL >;]
 
I feel like so far from what I've read here I'm the only one that LOVES the idea of the white-hat, knight-in-shining-armor prince charming gentleman that rides up on his unicorn and sweeps me up in his (muscular) arms to his castle in the clouds.

I liked playing Rapunzel and Cinderella. I am a total Hero groupie. It's the kind of sugary-sweet, super idealized romance that gets me hot and juicy to the core!

Give me the dreamer! Give me the man with faraway eyes and a strong desire to be a do-gooder, a thief-catcher, a dragonslayer! Give me the man with concrete ideals and justice ingrained in his DNA. The man with manners, morals, and standards.

That's sexy, to me.
 
I had one like that once.

Or rather, he thought he was like that, and I believed him. Until it became clear he was self deluded and so was I. It turned out he was quite toxic and evil.

I now prefer people who know themselves better and who, at core, are better people. Gray is beautiful to me.

:rose:
 
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