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I'm a?53 year old dom male.
I'm looking for a princess who knows the power of giving herself to a master who in turn, would live for her. One who takes pride in her man.
She doesn't have to look like Pam Anderson (but I wont say no is she does) but must have a sense of humor.
To me, being a dom isn't just a case of tying someone down, its a mind thing. It's knowing that I don't have to tie her down, because she's been trained not to move. It's about respecting the power she hands me. It's about taking responsibility for her as well as for me.
I work in entertainment and spend a lot of my time at medieval events , but that's another story, for another day .
Why did I have a A.K. 47 on my chin??? Because the ozzie semi-automatic was too small of cause.
So, if your a lady who likes a bit of excitement in their life, why not give me a shout and who knows,
'One of the pleasant things about owning a slave,' I said, 'is the opportunity to converse with her, to listen to her, to hear her express herself, her feelings and ideas. One can learn much from a slave.
Many slaves, like yourself, are highly intelligent.
They can express themselves articulately, clearly, trenchantly, and lyrically.
It is a great pleasure to talk with them.'
'Then when one wishes,' I said, 'one puts them again on their knees.'
~12 Beasts of Gor, pg. 203
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so the other week I'm performing at this medieval festival (loads of men in chainmail and leather, every subs dream). As a favour to a mate I helped out serveing behind the bar.
The barmaid was an old friend who just happens to be a pro domme with a fear of clowns and fools (they (whoever "they" are) reckon that the 3 bigist fears are hights, spiders and clowns).
It was so go for my ego to know that I, a 45 year old man, can scare the crap out of a 20something year old pro domme!!!
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I decided that the flat I was in was to small, so started looking for a place with a second bedroom. When my landlady heard this she offered me discount on a bigger place, huge discount. Which is why I now have a 3 bedroomed house!!! all for me.
Two days before I move in someone offered me a brass 4poster bed. For the next week I was so excited, waiting for it to turn up. So excited that I forgot about the twist in the stairs, and the fact that the base wont go round the corner.
"No problem" I thought, " Plan "B". I can get it through the window".
tied a rope to it and pulled it up to the window single handed (which was no mean feat as this is one solid bugger). Then found out that the base was 2 inchs wider than the window.
"typical" I thought "3 bedrooms and I cant fit it into any of them. Time for plan "C"
the first part of plan "C" involved buying 6 pack of stella. then, once brave enougth, I brought out the saw and cut the bugger in half, draged it round the corner and up the stairs. Then put it all back togeather again.
Not the easyist of days, but was it worth it? Looking at the bed, with its dark red curtains and tieing posts, all I can say is "Hell yes" |
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It's a funny old world (but it aint that often you hear it laugth).
in feburary I decieded to move out of the wood I'd been living in for the last few years, and into a flat.
then in may a school I sometimes work for offered me the chance to become a director. (i'm now chairman of the board).
And last week I moved into my 3 bedroomed house in dover. to celibrate this fact I brought a 4poster bed (lots of bits to tie you to). Shame it wont fit up the sodding stairs!!! Got to saw the bugger in half, take it up there, then bolt it back togeather.
Other than that, I'm Working at lots of festivals and having fun |
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So it's spring time again, which means that I've survived another winter.
Spent a large part of the winter in india, my first none working holiday in 5 years. Was good, not as much fun as working in conflict zones, but still good (and a great chance to top up the suntan).
Decided to move out of the wood (spent the best part of two years living in a wood in kent, the largist of it's kind in the u.k.) and get a place to live. A real place with silly things like a kitchen and bills, but still find myself outside a couple of nights a week.
It's the start of the festival season (Yippppeeeeeee) got lots of weekends at medieval re-enactments. Loads of men in chainmail and leather, buxon young wenches, and real ale. What more could a man ask for in life.
Still looking for a princess to join me, met a few this last year, but still not found the right one (wonder if she knows what she's missing) |
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Looks like I'm moving to Folkestone in kent next month. I dont know anyone there yet, but thats never stopped be from having a good time, being bad (grins).
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Im now back from India. It was great. I spent the first two months on a beach, practising my juggling (and topping up my suntan) then spent a month doing loads of yoga and fittness stuff to get my body back to standard after last years road accident.
Now fit and raring to go.
My trip to kenya has been cancelled, so got to spend the rest of the winter in the uk, which is a bitch, but such is life |
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Im now in India (gujarat) untill jan 29th. then back to the uk for about a week, then kenya untill mid march (It's all go) |
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Figure it's time for an update (I.e. I'm bored shitless), so here it is. Im a 44 year young dom who's spent his life traveling the world and having fun. In this time I've watched the sun rise over the italian alpine mountains on which I was camping, and I've seen it sink, sizzling into the spanish sea off the beach on which I worked.
I've performed for the rich folk who cruise the med in giant boats, and for the poor homeless street kids in iraq.
I've drunk with drunks, bums and politicians (Dammed if I can tell which is which). And in over 19 years of traveling, I regret none of it (other than the hangovers). HOWEVER
Its time for my midlife crisis. For most folk that would mean dumping the wife, getting a 19 year old blonde, selling the house and buying a sports car. But that's been my life ever since I left the army, so for me it means that I'm feeling the strong urge to settle down, be responsible, and find a woman who shares my need for a master/slave relationship. That's a master/slave relationship, not master/doormat relationship.
I want someone who's as proud of me as I am them.
I know she's out there somewhere, but dam the bitch is stubborn |
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went for a 60 mile cycle ride last month. Just at the end of it some prat of a car driver hit me at around 60mph (ouch).
twat broke a few of my ribs, but their healing up nicely now.
I think I can say in all honesty that hiccups with broken ribs is the nearist thing to child birth that I, as a man, will ever encounter |
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I used to think "I dont have an adiction. I just click on to this site a couple of times a week. Thats nbot a problem.
Then i discovered that they have ASTROIDS in the games section. From there on in it was all down hill |
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back from russia alive and well. projrct went good, i.e. no one got shot.
will put a write up on the website in a day or two |
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off back to Beslan in russia on the 22nd, back again on 30th, wont have internet out there |
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Making some good online friends here, and a couple of r/l ones too. The trouble is I tend to work most weekends, so I rarely get chance to go to clubs, meets etc. Saying that, a fetish club in newport has booked me to do a juggling striptease....... again.
So if your in newport wales on the 3/12/06 check out the clink
Off back to russia on the 4th dec. To Beslan in the south, just up the road from war torn chechnia. went there last year and done some work with the kids who survived the school attack of 2004. Then back here for xmass. Then who knows where, maybe a castle near you.
As for finding that sub princess, she's a bit to good at hideing, shall have to give her a firm spanking when I catch her |
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my ankle keeps on te3lling me to sleep with my mother...... do you think it's twisted
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I've just updated my profile, so it will be off line for a few days  Been back a month or so now and met a couple of ladies from here, but still no princess.
Been offered the chance to go to Kenya and work with kids dieing from aids. Not the sort of job I'm normalliy offered (I.E. war, genercide, and general unrest) but I'm going to take it. Compared to some places and situations I end up in, it will be a holiday.
Got loads of bookings for medi-eval re-enactments this year. Playing the fool (Which does nothing for my dom image, but hey, it's a living). And been asked if I'll do a juggling striptease at my local fetish club (There could be good money in that).
Aint it wierd. I can go to places like iraq without any protection, no problem, but the thought of striping scares the shite out of me. Funny that aint it?
well I best stop yapping on and go look for that princess (maybe she's in the cuboard). |
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I was talking to some vanilla mates the other day, and they rekon I'm mad. That theres just no way that I'll find the woman of my dreams on a web site, even more so one like this!!!
Well they may well be right, But even if I dont find her here, it's still a fun place to look. |
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I'm now back in the u.k. spent a few days in the mountains, camping and thinking about what I saw and know. Now skint so back to work. Am performing in the south west, busking and traveling, enjoying the strange feeling of not having to worry about guns, bombs or check points. (Wonder if I'll ever get used to it).
Didnt even get the chance to get home before the next offer of work came in, Going to kenya and working with kids dieing of aids, it will feel like a holiday compared to war zones.
Still looking for a sub princess who wants to live this lifestyle with me. One that enjoys traveling, a wee bit of danger, and medieval re-enactments. (I perform at them all around the u.k.)
she's out there somewhere, but dam she's good at hiding |
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came to the holy lands (i.e. israel and palestine) in january to set up a play and performance tour, working with kids affected by the conflict here.
The tour ended last night with a show in the freedom theatre in Jenin refugee camp.
Now got ten days left here relaxing and tidying up lose ends, then back to the u.k. and the chance of a bath and not a shower (Oh the joy).
So look out ladies, here I come |
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p.s. Im still looking for the princess who wants to walk the road less traveled. Who thinks that street kids, a bit of danger, and playing with the magic of imagination could be fun. One I can take pride in. She's out there somewhere. If you see her, give her my email address (I'll be your bestist friend)
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time for another update.
went to russia at the end of last year. To the town of beslan. over 300 people were killed there in a school seige, so we spent a week performing for and playing with the kids. Also got adopted by the local mafia who said things like "put your bags in the boot, be careful of my guns" and "if you ever need to hide from your police, come here, we will protect you". we spent the first 3 days wondering if we were victims of the niceist kidnapping ever. But they were great people, cant wait to go back. as for the work. It was both good and hard. made a few thousand kids smile which was good. saw a graveyard full of graves after graves after graves, all child size, which was hard.
Am now in the holylands and getting hate mail from nazies for working with jewish kids, from jews for working with palestinian kids, and from the ex becouse she's pmt'd...oh joy, just what I need.
other than that lifes great, i love the work (fun kids, big guns, cheap booze, I'm in heavon). Back in the uk in april and looking forward to partying, meeting all the folk I've met on here, makeing up for lost time, and then recovering from the mother of all hangovers. |
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just got back from albania where I used to run a kids play group for 1,000 squatter kids in tirana. It's also the country where I first discovered my dom side (with a great dutch lady). Was fun going back there, meeting with the kid who once tried to (unsussesfully) mug me with a handgrenade. Now he's a mate (thank god for that). Next stop beslam in russia, the place where they shot up the school last year. Then back here to make some money and hopfully find a sub lady who wants to live life on the edge and see the wilder side of things. Dont worry, been to kosova, albania, falls road belfast, iraq, and tamil elaam and not lost a person (yet), still, theres always a first time lol |
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still not left the uk. Am trying too but keep on getting offers of work, including the chance to go to belsan in russia and work with the kids who survived the slaugther at the school (could be fun). Around the 20th I might get the chance to go traveling in europe. Visit the places where I learnt to busk 16 years ago (is it really that long ago? god your getting old peat). See if they remember me and hope that the police dont...
Untill then Im busking my way from canterbury to west wales where I've 4 days work. Have just picked up one of my harps and am spending my nights in the woods whereever I am and learning to play her again. So if you live near a wood in the south of the u.k. and hear some horrid noise, akin to a demond haveing his whats-its roasted on satens poker, thats me practiceing. The best way to stop me makeing that horrid noise is to feed me beer, lots of beer.
Other than that lifes good, and when I find a sub lady who wants to learn and share this lifestyle, then it will be bloody perfect |
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been working in slovinia for a few weeks, came back to the u.k. bank holiday weekend, all goes well I'll be leaving the u.k. in a couple of days and heading south to the med. Get a last few weeks busking in befor the end of the tourist season. Then off to holland to vist some mates and get well and truely plastered. I love my life.
ITS FUN |
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p.s. if you dont believe me, do a word search on the name "devilstick peat" cause I'm ****ed off with being called a lier |
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Im 42 years old. In my life I have served as a solider in the british army, become an international entertainer who's worked in such places as india, france, sri lanka, and loads of british medieval events.
I've used my skills to work with kids in war and genercide in such places as iraq, kosova, and most recently, sri lanka (where they've had 20 years of ethnic fighting with the tamil tigers). Im hoping to go to the sudun latter this year (over 14,000 children stolen for the slave trade).
What I want now is a slave to train up in these skills.
Someone who's prepared to learn how to travel, juggle, magic. Someone who, like me, thinks that street kids are worth working with. Someone who wants to walk the road less traveled. someone who's got the guts to trust this master. But the truth is she aint out there. aint life a bitch |
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Back in the year 2000, to cut a long story short, I found myself working in Albania, writing and running a mine and weapon awearness programe in schools (as you do). Durin this time I first met Liz.
She was the person who first made me awear of my dom side, who gave me the confidence to use rope and hot wax as sex aids.
I havn't heard from her for over a year, so when she spoke to me on messenger the other day, it was really nice.
She asked how I was and I told her that I've finished with my last slave and was looking for a new one.
She told me about a lady her master sometimes shares her with and invited me to join them in a dutch hotel on the 15th. She even offered to pay my air fare.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
I'm an entertainer, and as such I have a gig on the 16th. I cant make it.
Rhere was only one thing to do, go see georgie.
Georgie is a lovely lady who drags me off to bed every now and then and this she pronptly did. After we've finished doing what you do I lay there haveing a 2 hour massarge. About half way through it I suddenly thought to myself
"Peat my boy, if sex with you is worth a 2 hour massarge then damm it, you must be good."
So if Liz reads this, book another date, cause I'm worth it |
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QUIT BOTH JOBS TODAY.
a new start, a new beginning.
As of today, I here by declear that, althought I'm dis... dexlik...deslix... crap at spelling. from now on I'm going to be true to myself and others about what I want from life.
I'm a dom man who works in the uk as an entertainer, and in the winter works abroad with kids in war zones. (do a word search on circus and iraq if you dont believe me).
What I want from here is a lady who will allow me to be her master both, in and out of bed. One who will live for her master in the same way as her master will live for her. A princess who wont turn into a toad the moment I kiss her. one who can be as honest as me. Thats what I want. now lets see if I can get it |
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