I think of Rosette when I think of conscience
and this topic of "Punishmentality".
She found her biological father's love for
her to be something that inspired guilt, for as
a girl she was very secretive about many things,
and he never knew that. She felt in her heart
that she wasn't a very good child a lot of the
time, the way he thought she was.
So every time he praised his "little angel"
it made her cringe somewhere in that most
sensitive place we all hide away.
I met her at a BDSM club in Washington, D.C.
during a social night when I walked past a
"playroom" and her face caught my eye, and held
it.