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I am single again and looking for some fun and see what's out there for me.

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4/26/2011 6:33:59 PM

i am now collared and very proud to be. Master is a wonderful guy and i can honestly say i love in love with him. We fit well together. He has giving me soemthing i have been looking for sence i started in my journey in to this life style.

 

 


11/4/2010 8:37:07 PM

Im sinlge and have been sfor almost year., and have taking a brake from the life style for a little wail.  But now i am ready to get back out ther and try it again.  The main thing i want to do is have fun.  i want some one i can look up to and that is i can make proad in my serve to them.  lLife is to short to unhappy so the person i give myself to i want to make happy, and i want them happy with me.  i believe this is not to much to ask for.


6/12/2008 4:09:52 AM
You know i am one lucky slave. i do not have to work. i get anything i ask for.  i am very well takin care of. i love  every second of it. i have worked hard to get to were i am. My master thinks the world of me.  He never puts me  down instead he builds me up.  He will not even let me talk bad about myself. He sends me to the Gym 4 times a week because i ask to go.  i go to the tanning bed 3 times a week because i ask to go.  We eat out 3 to 4 times a week just because he does not want me to have to cook to much.  He rather me spend time with him then the stove.  He always buying me stuff cloth, makeup, pc games what ever i want i get.  All He ask from in return is that i worshship the ground He walks on and i do that with  pride and devotion.  He is my Knight in shining armor.  i have no problem being bond to His side.  All i wish for is that i make Him just as happy as He makes me. Thank You Master Harry much love from Your devoted slave april.

6/8/2008 6:02:53 PM
To All you People out there that can not Read i am a happlie owned slave.  That means i have a MASTER.,  Thank you and have a nice day.

5/23/2008 9:28:09 AM
Well i think collarme has a few scrammer on it. i got and email that just did not sound right. Here is the email below


Hello,
I got your mail. like i said earlier in my last mail that all we need is just a picture from you, then you will receive payment cheque of $3,500 from our sponsor, you will cash it, deduct your money ($500), and remit the remaining balance ($3,000) to my financial manager to prepare your legal documents, magazine publishing, forms and sign on fee which will be send to you before the second phase magazine and your send payment payment.
This is the only condition attached to the deal. if you agree to it, then send us the following
FULL NAME
ADDRESS
OCCUPATION,
PHONE NUMBER
EMAIL ADDRESS.
Thanks
john marcus
elleinternationalmanager@gmail.com
http://www.elle.com

i never sent this man and email for one and two why would i have to pay them.  Why would a company need my to cash a check and send them money that is there job.  Please if you get an email like this it is a scam. Please do not fall for it.

4/16/2008 7:44:58 AM
Well i am in North Carolina for a month.  With my new Master and i am having alot of fun.  He is wonderful to me. The mountains are pretty.  The town is small, i like that. i am on top of the world. For now life is good.  Tomorrow it may not be but i don't like to think that far ahead of myself.  Live one day at a time that is my way of thinking. That way when something happens unexpected it does not upset me so much.  Life is like that old saying; live in hope die in dispair.

To all my friends at home i love you and miss you. write me.

3/2/2008 10:08:00 PM
All I can say is WOW.  Chicago was awsome.  Thank You so much Sir for a wonderful time. 

To all my new friends. That we met at SNL it is a honor to get to know you. 

To the people that put the event on.  Very well done.  Keep up the good work.  We had a wonderful time.  Hopefully we will be back next year.

3/2/2008 10:07:54 PM
All I can say is WOW.  Chicago was awsome.  Thank You so much Sir for a wonderful time. 

To all my new friends. That we met at SNL it is a honor to get to know you. 

To the people that put the event on.  Very well done.  Keep up the good work.  We had a wonderful time.  Hopefully we will be back next year.

2/21/2008 12:15:48 AM

In the old times the people used to dance often and all night. Once there was a dance at the old town of Sâkwi'yï, on the head of Chattahoochee, and after it was well started two young women with beautiful long hair came in, but no one knew who they were, or whence they had come.

They danced with one partner and another, and in the morning slipped away before anyone knew that they were gone; but a young warrior had fallen in love with one of the sisters on account of her beautiful hair, and after the manner of the Cherokee had already asked her through an old man if she would marry him and let him live with her.

To this the young woman had replied that her brother at home must first be consulted, and they promised to return for the next dance seven days later with an answer, but in the meantime if the young man really loved her he must prove his constancy by a rigid fast until then. The eager lover readily agreed and impatiently counted the days.

In seven nights there was another dance. The young warrior was on hand early, and later in the evening the two sisters appeared as suddenly as before. They told him their brother was willing, and after the dance they would conduct the young man to their home, but warned him that if he told anyone where he went or what he saw he would surely die.

He danced with them again and about daylight the three came away just before the dance closed, so as to avoid being followed, and started off together. The women led the way along a trail through the woods, which the young man had never noticed before, until they came to a small creek, where, without hesitating, they stepped into the water.

The young man paused in surprise on the bank and thought to himself, "They are walking in the water; I don't want to do that." The women knew his thoughts just as though he had spoken and turned and said to him, "This is not water; this is the road to our house." He still hesitated, but they urged him on until he stepped into the water and found it was only soft grass that made a fine level trail.

They went on until the trail came to a large stream which he knew for Tallulah river. The women plunged boldly in, but again the warrior hesitated on the bank, thinking to himself, "That water is very deep and will drown me; I can't go on." They knew his thoughts and turned and said, "This is no water, but the main trail that goes past our house, which is now close by." He stepped in, and instead of water there was tall waving grass that closed above his head as he followed them.

They went only a short distance and came to a rock cave close under Ugûñ'yï (Tallulah falls). The women. entered, while the warrior stopped at the mouth; but they said: "This is our house; come in and our brother will soon be home; he is coming now." They heard low thunder in the distance. He went inside and stood tip close to the entrance. Then the women took off their long hair and hung it up on a rock, and both their heads were as smooth as a pumpkin. The man thought, "It is not hair at all," and he was more frightened than ever.

The younger woman, the one he was about to marry, then sat down and told him to take a seat beside her. He looked, and it was a large turtle, which raised itself up and stretched out its claws as if angry at being disturbed. The young man said it was a turtle, and refused to sit down, but the woman insisted that it was a seat.

Then there was a louder roll of thunder and the woman said, "Now our brother is nearly home." While they urged and he still refused to come nearer or sit down, suddenly there was a great thunder clap just behind him, and turning quickly he saw a man standing in the doorway of the cave.

"This is my brother," said the woman, and he came in and sat down upon the turtle, which again rose up and stretched out its claws. The young warrior still refused to come in. The brother then said that he was just about to start to a council, and invited the young man to go with him. The hunter said he was willing to go if only he had a horse; so the young woman was told to bring one. She went out and soon came back leading a great uktena snake, that curled and twisted along the whole length of the cave.

Some people say this was a white uktena and that the brother himself rode a red one. The hunter was terribly frightened, and said "That is a snake; I can't ride that." The others insisted that it was no snake, but their riding horse. The brother grew impatient and said to the woman, "He may like it better if you bring him a saddle, and some bracelets for his wrists and arms."

So they went out again and brought in a saddle and some arm bands, and the saddle was another turtle, which they fastened on the uktena's back, and the bracelets were living slimy snakes, which they got ready to twist around the hunter's wrists.

He was almost dead with fear, and said, "What kind of horrible place is this? I can never stay here to live with snakes and creeping things." The brother got very angry and called him a coward, and then it was as if lightening flashed from his eyes and struck the young man, and a terrible crash of thunder stretched him senseless.



When at last he came to himself again he was standing with his feet in the water and both hands grasping a laurel bush that grew out from the bank, and there was no trace of the cave or the Thunder People, but he was alone in the forest. He made his way out and finally reached his own settlement, but found then that he had been gone so very long that all the people had thought him dead, although to him it seemed only the day after the dance.

His friends questioned him closely, and, forgetting the warning, he told the story; but in seven days he died, for no one can come back from the underworld and tell it and live.


2/11/2008 7:29:06 PM

Once, when time was not quite old enough to be counted, there lived a beautiful Indian maiden. This was a special maiden. She could do all the work that needed to be done to keep her lodge in order and to satisfy her mate. But this maiden did not have what she longed for - her mate. As she sat under the large tree one day, she heard the Redbird.

"Redbird, is it so strange for me to wish to have someone to care for, who will care for me?", asked the maiden. "If it is not so strange, why have I not found that one meant for me?"

The redbird had no answer for the Indian maiden, but he sat and listened to her because he could hear the lonely in her voice. Every morning for the passing of seven suns, the Redbird came and listened to the maiden's story. As each day passed, the loneliness felt by the maiden began to fill the Redbird.

One day in the Redbird's far travels, he came to a handsome Indian brave. The brave saw the Redbird and called to him. As he began to talk, the Redbird felt the loneliness in his voice that the maiden had shown. Soon the Redbird began to see that these two lonely people had the same wish, to find another who would love and care for them as they would care for their mate.

On the fifth day of listening to the brave, the Redbird became as a bird that is sick. The brave became concerned, for the Redbird had become his friend. As the brave walked toward him, the Redbird began hopping, leading the brave to the lodge of the Indian maiden. Because the brave was wanting to see if the Redbird was all right, he did not notice that he was going from his home. The Redbird saw the Indian maiden sitting outside of her lodge and when he came very close to her (to where the brave would see the Indian maiden) he flew away. The brave saw the Indian maiden and realized that he had wandered far from his home. He went to the Indian maiden to ask where he was.

The Redbird sat in the tree and watched the brave and the maiden. At first the brave was shy and the maiden would not talk, but soon they were talking and laughing like old friends.

Redbird saw this and thought that it was good. He had done as he could and now it was up to the brave and maiden. As Redbird flew to his home he thought of how Great Spirit had known that someday the two would find each other. Now it was good, thought Redbird, that maiden had someone who would see for her and Brave had someone that would hear for him and that they finally had someone who would care.


1/30/2008 11:29:35 AM

It is that time again so get your king cakes and beads.  Because it almost Mardi Gras day. Here is one of my favorate song. 


     Iko Iko

"Iko Iko"

My grand-ma and your grand-ma were
Sit-tin' by the fire. - My grand-ma told
Your grand-ma: "I'm gon-na set your flag on fire."--

[Chorus:]
Talk-in' 'bout, Hey now ! Hey now ! I-KO, I-KO, un-day
Jock-a-mo fee-no ai na-n©. - Jock-a-mo fee na-n©.-

Look at my king all dressed in red.-
I-KO, I-KO, un-day. I bet-cha five dol-lars he'll kill you dead.--
Jock-a-mo fee na-n©

[Repeat Chorus]

My flag boy and your flag boy were
sit-tin' by the fire. - My flag boy told
Your flag boy: "I'm gon-na set your flag on fire."

[Repeat Chorus]

See that guy all dressed in green ? -
I-KO, I-KO, un-day. He's not a man;
He's a lov-in' ma-chine.--
Jock-a mo fee na-n©.--


1/28/2008 7:07:35 AM
I chat on here alot with people want lie about it.  As do alot of us.  So lets be real if you email me and exspect me to become your slave because you emailed me. You have another thing coming.  and to all you young guys out there that think that weman are for one night stand or just there to sleep with. Remember this a one night stand does last one night but most STD,s last forever.


1/10/2008 4:21:05 AM
  I know what I want and there is someone out there that will want me for me and my limits. I dont want to me a mindless drone slave that can't think for her self.  I love the person I am and what to stay that way beside is you change someone there not for you. One has to love someone for who they are if your not happy with the person when you first meat them you will never be happy with them.  If you try to change someone your going into battle and it is a war you will never win You my get them to change but remember you will still not be happy.  No matter how much you change someone if you didnt like them in the first place no matter what you do you still want like them.  This my friends is a very simple fact.

12/19/2007 12:43:50 AM

Marry Christmas to all.

Here is a song for christmas.  Sung to the words to of walking in the winter wonderland.


Lacy things, the wife is missin'
Didn't ask, her permission
I'm wearin' her clothes
Her silk pantyhose
Walkin' 'round in women's underwear

In the store, there's a teddy
Little straps, like spaghetti
It holds me so tight
Like handcuffs at night
Walkin' 'round in women's underwear

In the office there's a guy named Melvin,
He pretends that I am Murphy Brown
He'll say, "Are you ready?" I'll say, "Whoa Man!"
"Let's wait until our wives are out of town!"

Later on, if you wanna
We can dress, like Madonna
Put on some eyeshade
And join the parade
Walkin' 'round in women's underwear

Lacy things- missin'
Didn't ask- permission
Wearin' her clothes
Silk pantyhose
Walkin' 'round in women's underwear
Walkin' 'round in women's underwear
Walkin' 'round in women's underwear


12/10/2007 1:10:15 AM
Im a bird right now flying free. Waiting for you to come and cage me. I seach the skies in my darkest hours. Hoping to find my souls desires. I need to be caged and bond to keep me  growned. I wish to fly no more im tried of what the world holds in store for me because I know captivity it my destiny.  Perched in my owner arms that is were i will be safe. I now that is my place.

11/20/2007 9:29:00 PM
to hum it may consern . Stop changing my passwords stop changing my profile and stop reading my ffffffing emails this is my profile and if you dont stop i will do my damdest to make your life a living Hhhhhheeeeellllll. Get the message.  So leave me alone you do not own me anymore this is my life right now and i will pick a master that i feel is right for me and you are not it. We are no longer to gether so just move on. I have moved on it is time for you to do the same thing. I dont like being like this but you do and never did have the ffffff balls to own me or control me you call your self a master well your not your a losser. I want a master that will control me and love me something you have not idea how to acheve. The beat i can tell you to do is find a blow up doll and have fun.    Thank you and have fffffffed up life.

10/26/2007 11:52:12 AM
It is so dark, Not a star in the shy.  The moon covers himself because he is ashamed that he could not profect the stars.  The stars are packed inside a small box that sits on  the grass Next to your feet. you've capture them all as a gift.

"A gift for you, take these stars.  I will build you a castle with ivory walls and stairs of pearl, and you can hang them from the ceiling." The ceiling is adorned with glimmering lights, The stars you gavbe e that night.  As I look at them I notice that they have grown dimmer inside these walls.

These walls keep the moon from peering in. he is lonely without his stars.  I am sorry for him, So I package them up One by one.

10/26/2007 11:01:38 AM
Sunday is my birthday. I will be 26 darn im getting old

10/21/2007 3:43:26 PM
ASSUMPTIONS is the title to this one

People wonder why I put up with it. I can hear them talking about it, sizing me up, pretending to try to understand, like i,m a riddle or something. They say I must be a fool or insecure or think that i'm valuing myself too low.  If someone treated me like that, they say, oh, if someone talked o me like that.  But if they asked me they would know why I keep loving him.  I love him because even sinners love those who love them. I ove hime because I'm just as badd s he is.  I love him because they won't

10/16/2007 10:53:30 AM
I,m caught in this web of pearl strands and tears. You've builf up these walls thoughtout many years.  I cannot escape, I am roped and bound.  I'd try and swim but I'm already drowned.  Locked up in the highest room of your tower, I cannot wait even One more hour.  If you loved me, You'd come to my rescue.  You'd untie me and bring me Home with you. You're scared to lose, But your've already lost, You're afraid to choose, So I am the cost.

10/13/2007 3:58:30 PM

This is a poem and right now it kinda reflect how i feel. I dont now thought it would be nice for someone else to read to hope you injoy.


Before it's too late


My passion is gone and sometimes I'm not sure that i want it back.


My heart is built for fire, it longs for that uncomfortable building Flame that makes my shouldrs writhe as it burns.


My head is content in frigidity, bi flame, No fear. My head is content to be cold, to be stone.


And I,m scared that I could burn.  I'm scared of going back to ashes, There's so much I can do.  I'm scared of giving it all away To throw myself in the fire again.  But I know i have to. I know I have to do it tonight.


10/5/2007 9:57:44 AM

You know there are more wanted be's out there then anything in this world. I had a email from some one not going to say who but you know who you are. That pretty much told me i was stupid because i dont know how to spell. I may have a spelling problem but that does not mean i am stupid. I am very smart and have 2 degree's. So to humm it may consern kiss my a double s thank you.


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MistressAleena
 
 Age: 26
 San jose, California