Shame is sexy! Hehe

And Madam did it so well …

Emotion is the core driver behind any real accomplishment my friend – femdom and fetish is no exception. Lust being the driver there!

Napoleon Hill wrote about this in Think and Grow Rich, how sexual desire HEADS – no pun – the list of emotions (positive or negative) that cause people to achieve great things – or the reverse.

Yet another one of my dream insights these….

The PC sort won’t like it, but I’m not for that type anyway – the sort that whines but gets zero results.

Guy – fat guy – is standing there – washing dishes or something.

I’m talking to his woman – a pretty hot dame. Hehe. And she keeps telling him to do what I tell people. .

“Do …. Every so many round of dishes!”

In other words, exercise throughout the work day in short bursts like I’ve advocated for so long, like the world is beginning to catch on.

He mumbled something about being busy and tired.

The way the girl “humphed!” And hawed as she walked off, flicking her hips – said it all.

What a fat loser, was the very contemptuous import of the dream – the scene – as real as is it gets – if the woman or person doing the shaming is real. .

Simply saying it has no impact until it makes people FEEL something.

Holds true for people that refuse to lose weight but know they need to, folks that are fat and can’t do Pull-ups – but claim they’re “big” (no you’re not) , have a “different body type” and all sorts of other nonsense justifying their slovenliness and poor performance…

And in all sorts of situation, not just fitness.

Cuckolding too! Hehe.

It isn’t until she humiliates you right – in terms of the non performance in bed – his bigger dick – and so forth- that it really gets HOT!

Any other “PC” way simply wouldn’t work because you wouldn’t FEEL the “heat” – hehe ie emotion.

Many years ago, RAGE – a deep, burning rage completely unrelated to fitness was the catalyst that led to a person I know ultimately becoming somone folks call rhr bodyweight exercise Guru from someone who before that just “climbed hills” … And was a bit fat back then too! (I used to be nigh obese back in the day, folks called me out, but I’m so thick skinned I didn’t really care, but the vast majority of folks are NOT like that) …

Without that rage,nothing would have happened.

Being the nice guy, doing it nicely, things you enjoy – all these BS buzzwords don’t accomplish squat – no pun.

It has to hurt.

You gotta FEEL it in order to WANT to make the change.

And as a fat boy – “your” woman shaming you in that manner, calling you a loser indirectly for not so much your current state but not DOING the thing and making excuses – in front of another man – well, cuckolding aside – hehe – that’s one of the most powerful motivators ever!

Years upon years ago, I remember my father trying to (ultimately unsuccessfully, since he’s the hardly the right person to advise on a topic where he has very little experience) explain to a young me more interested in boobies and making those out of handkerchiefs at school – hehe – than anything else “why people have sex”.

I was always very curious about sex, everything related – much to the dismay of my outwardly straightlaced parents in India (at the time) – this was manifesting itself in manifold ways in school too. I still remember my mother “shaming” me – or attempting to – shame me – for my interest in sex. It didn’t work. I knew there was nothing wrong with it even back then…

Growing up in the kind of closeted, straightlaced environment I did – where people WANT everything, HIDE and do it – but act like they’re Miss Goody Two Shoes – like my mom “almost in tears” when the teacher called in despair about “this boy is now making boobs out if handkerchiefs in front of girls”(no doubt they called the other boys parents too – how they reacted, I’ve no idea!) “I knowwwwww the sort of things you do” she yelled at me, looking every bit the hypocritical Victorian “dowager” that so sticks in memories of yore … (I mean really mom, your boys interested in sex – perfectly normal) … It just made me more determined to BE interested in it – so it was – the rest is history as they say.

I’m glad for all those experiences. They all led to this biz being formed. Bringing it out, as another part of my dream earlier told me (I did not understand why – now I do) openly in a SSC manner. As so many people have said “these are great books. These things need to be talked about”!

The teacher was named “Komiti Sharma ” I believe. I can just imagine her as my current old landlady, another Sharma. Life always comes full circle as I keep saying. Being the fire breathing dragon she was, we Nick named her *Komodo” at school. Hehe.

Funny how she’d whack the boys all the time, never the girls, even funnier how at that age (remember, children are children regardless of gender) that complete lack of goose and gander was never called out in India – even till this day …

Probably why there’s so much, deep, UNACKNOWLEDGED desire for femdom in the subcontinent. Lots chose it to cope! I probably did too to an extent given my home environment – I do know that’s why I created Paye Lagu Malkin.com!

To “serve” that only growing – no pun – Indian femdom niche exclusively.

Back to Dad –

It “feels” so good he went. Or if it didn’t, people would just drink whiskey (he does – I’ve never been a whiskey drinker per choice, not even Scotch etc – just beer, hehe) he went …

Interesting way of putting it but he’s right. Why do folks drink whiskey? Again, it feels – something.

Without deep seated emotion, nothing changes. Mamby pamby words to modify, mollycoddle over hard facts which ultimately require you to feel BAD – if you really want anything to change – else it won’t (why would it if you convince yourself to FEEL good about it??) Don’t work. Period.

Tough love is what is required.

Is what we have always advocated, always will.

Ask any winner in life and they will tell you the same damn thing.

Ask any real fetish, humiliation enthusiast – same thing. Without brutal, true, honest – nothing works (as it should).

And that’s that. Since I woke up at 6 – then saw something my SO didnt do despite me requesting her to do it (of course she “forgot” ,- and that’s fine – to err is human – God forbid I ever do though, hehe) – did it – then went back to bed on another cold blustery day with this dream playing out in my mind – others too – and since it’s now almost 9,I better alight.

How sexily “his” woman was swaying her hips. Oh boy. Brings back real memories I better not shame y’all with here!

See Cuckold Compilations for more.

Best,

Mike Watson

PS – If this email shamed you a wee bit (or more- no pun) wrt your own fitness, well,that’s good. It needed to be said. Go ahead and place a pre order for Sissy Workouts now my friend – it’ll get you in shape like nothing else will!