1/15/2018 5:12:33 PM: Many of you have asked. I didnt type more of finish because that room has a list of rules. What happens in there, is noones business but ours. It is our place our secret. Although I am the one who creates that experience, i do not own it. it is ours and the agreement is it exists in another time and place. I can only write about the before and the after. 

1/15/2018 2:11:06 PM: I know Dommes sometimes give up, give in, quit. I have known this for a long time. Submission for women is natural and for centuries has been suggested and taught in families and homes all over the world. Until recently but those homes are few and far between, and even those independent and feminist women give in. Like I said, I knew all this. I just didn't expect her to give in, to quit and surrender and to be honest I did not think i would be to me. I wish I had this information, or was aware of what was going through her mind over coffee that morning; then again it might have been more prefect that I did not. She did not let on, or hint in anyway, shape or form until she made that final choice.  We sat and drank coffee, talked mostly about my challenges in finding willing slaves online. I tended to have better luck being the one to introduce newbies in chance encounters and feeding of the endless string of waitresses at work. She being a very attractive young women had luck everywhere, yet she found the problem opposite mine. I can certainly see how it happens. At 5'8' with a perfectly toned yoga body, long straight blonde hair everyone wanted to commitment, the love she couldn't give or return. She was indeed as cold as they can possibly come. I seemed to be the perfect introduction for the younger ones, they did not want the long term.  They learned and left, I suppose to teach some young boy they can bring to family functions and live without questions. After coffee and conversations that have ended the way they always have, I excused myself and prepared to shower for work. I requested she lock the door on her way out. Imagine my surprise as the door to the my special room was slightly ajar when i exited the shower. her clothes, boots, jacket all dropped just outside. The house was silent. Even the two cats looked like they were holding their own breath, not knowing what would happen next.Without even looking into that room, I picked up the phone to call work. 'I will not be in today, and likely not tommorrow.'I recounted in my mind countless conversations. I knew I told her I have no safe words, women cannot and are not even permitted to speak in that room. She obviously remembered the no clothing rule.  She also that I require a woman enter that room on their own willingly knowing all the rules. But the safe word thing. She always insisted the weaklings and mental midgets always had one. I never use them. Could she take what was coming? The bigger question was, what was she going to be after this was finished. I knew before I walked into that room, I didn't care, but I was going to find out. My Present this New Year it seemed was to break and destroy a female dominate personality. 

8/15/2017 7:33:37 PM: Watching American Psycho on HBO. Love this movie. Wish I had company.

10/3/2016 4:28:31 PM: So it looks like I was right again all along. Somewhere in there lies the power. Its about knowing better than you, even when it seems like I am fucking Psychic. I know. I will always be right and you will never be.

10/28/2013 10:08:20 AM: In 'Still life with Woodpecker' The author Tom Robbins repeats the question how do we make love stay? Spoiler alert, the problem is not making love stay. In fact once love lands it always stays, even long after many of us wish it would not. What does not stay is passion and desire. Passion and desire are fickle and fleeting. There one day and gone the next, only to return again at a moments notice.   That is the question, how do we make passion stay? Intimacy, contact, and intentional pursuit of keeping interest and passion to stay. Love is like a rock it stays put unless abused and pushed away. (some rocks are to big to move.) Passion and desire are more like gardens, they need intentional attention, time, and the touch to grow.   Treat your submissive or slave as a special species of plant. Get to the know them like a rare and tender flower. Learn what makes them grow and what makes them happiest. Only then can you expect to keep passion. (the same is true for subs an slaves to their dominate ones.)  Many people treat one the same as all and there are too many varieties out there to have just one plan. Each is unique as each relationship is unique. So try to keep the passion. Feed it, care for it and  it will grow, happiness and comfort are the best environments for healthy passion flowers. (too much analogy?)   Enough rambling, hope someone enjoys this or it helps someone in need. Its been awhile since I have written. Peace and respect to all. Back to work for me.