Im going to be as clear as mud.

None of you get that my journals are for me to use for me to express whatever is on my mind.

Like the last entry. A freeform poem about a submissive girl that was just let go of from the house. Some genius who will remain a genius in the eyes of the blissfully ignorant, chose to use it as a weapon. How amusing do you think it was to me. It brought me and the house hours of laughs and after being drunk off our asses we just pissed all over the print..

I don't know about you, but I have preferences. Just like so called "women" have preferences. If ,I, for one moment lower my standard for who I choose to be part of me or the house well then it makes me something you rahter I not be. If you have a problem with your looks, or lack the confidence it takes to make a submissive into a slave, then this is clearly NOT THE LIFE FOR YOU.

If you have a problem with me, the silent treatment doesn't do much. It just shows me how immature you are and how small minded you are not to be able to have the adult level of maturity to either speak to me in private or even talk to me in a public forum. Most of you claim to be "open minded" but from what I have experienced in the time I have been here it is the opposite.

Having met some of you in real life I know that most of you belong on a soft porn version of E-Harmony or even christiandate.com - The few of you that are capable of having conversations beyond cybering and grunts and moans and the occasional  serve short hand written from a book need to learn how to translate that into something real. 

Its laughable when I get phone calls at 2 in the morning from women drunk off their asses just to test me. Its entertaining to say the least. A pathetic picture of what a submissive should be. If I had been there with the house, we would have raped that bitch pissed on her, fucked her enough times to make her cunt look like the day after mardi gras and have the  cunt crawl back to us just be used again.

Done it plenty of times to do it in my sleep. Adults, especially those that are part of this community, are comfortable talking about everything. There isn't one thing that is taboo. And if its something you don't agree with or don't care to discuss your more than welcome to get up and leave. It's that simple sometimes. There are plenty of people out there that will for the most part want to talk to you afterwards if your feelings are hurt.

Im not here to babysit you, Im not here to hold your hand when you don't need it to be held. Im here to guide you through a world that for the most part sees most of you as children. Naive, full of preconceived notions and the constraints of your parents. If you can't accept even that bit of truth, stop reading. If you are, there is always more.

Something that should be clear from this moment on, is this. SELECTIVE HONESTY IS THE SAME AS LYING. Which makes you untrustworthy, a liar and a waste of time. I'm going to shed some light on for you. Trust is not earned. If you had to earn trust, would have to earn it from even yourself? What you do earn from the person you choose to call, " Master, Sir, ma'am, mistress, goddess, god" I really don't care, should be respect, decorum and a framework that should help you walk through this life, even long after you have left service. If you haven't learned any of those things, then clearly they were just there for a good time and were too much of achild to tell you otherwise. I love gratuitous sex as much as my greedy sadistic heart cares to enjoy. But, I have been at this long enough where I can keep my hard on for the woman that wants it. Doesn't mean I won't enjoy beating you to a bloody pulp any of the less. It doesn't mean I won't cut you until you bleed all over the stone floor. It doesn't mean that I won't paddle you until you've cum all over my carpet and your half passed out because your head is spinning from the experience. I'll let you crawl over to your one just the same so you can lick your wounds and he/she can enjoy Me and he/she can enjoy you the way he/she wants. Me I get to have mine regardless. I just do some of these things because, no one else is willing to do them.

I enjoy the edge. I enjoy taking men and women to the brink, I love it when its one of my own that I take to that edge on a daily basis. It turns me on to such a degree that it doesn't bear mentioning. I know she loves to feel my cane. I know that she loves to feel some of the more sadistic electrical toys my devious mind comes up with. There isn't much that doesn't have the ability to turn me on. What dominant doesn't like gagging a girl or even a guy for some of you out there. For me, I love gagging a girl. Its just something about her. If you don't know what I mean, I suggest you start learning and having enough balls to get out there and take a risk. You learn more from that than you do a book or even a good porn.

Let's set something in stone right now. With honesty, comes trust. Trust that you will be able to not use anything the person that is being honest with you and trusting enough to be open with you not to use it. To only see it as them sharing themselves. If they use it against you later. Cut them off. They don't belong here and they should go back to the world of vanilla illusion where lies, deceit and backstabbing runs rampant. It's called the zoo for a reason. Here we are about exploring sexual limits, perceptions of power and the sanctity of trust and honesty. Since it takes communication to even be able to garner either one of those two things. 

If you have boundaries, lose them. If you have limits they have better been tested at least twice. And I'll tell you right now, you thinking its a limit doesn't work. That's like you staring at a clear bag with some colored powder in it and thinking its powdered acid about to be poured down your throat. I rather wrap  you up in saran wrap and mummify you, and just leaving your cunt and tits open to the elements and my sadistic pleasure to do with as I please. And probing that asshole of yours is right up there on my list along with enemas. Love doing it, it brings me hours of fun and shoving a butt plug up your ass to remind you all day where you really belong, while your out there in the world being an active contributing member of the house, a comforting state of being. Its definitely better than feeling the state of sorry on a daily basis. I will also not enlighten you to the wonderful sexiness of a pvc girl or a rubber girl. Its a definite turn on. Now get your fucking nose out of my journal and do something productive.

The middle of nowhere.

Not even a friend to talk to.

Where would you turn?

When is honesty not part of the equation.

Hurt the ones you love?

I find pleasure in doing it to you myself.

Patience is its own reward when one is beyond the grips of the clock.

Uncertaintity is not where I reside.

Why should One authorize that which is found on the street.

Why should One accept a falsehood?

You still searching for bobby fisher?

How does one test a modern version of an old tale?

Imagine understanding needs and knowing how to manage them.

Shadows come in the night, wearing darkness.

How is it that I can see them?

Even in the light of day I see them

using |>|\|

My one regret is that your afraid to trust me.

They raised the stakes when I came back from the gate.

This is a tired playbook that never changes. Does it mean its right?

If this is an opiate for the masses, then aren't we all addicts?

They, like you, don't have rights.

Yet they speak volumes to me. How is that possible?

How does one guard the only thing one knows is real without losing sight of self?

Who is the better judge of the taboo, object or subject? Is there a third option?

If you only see the obvious, what are you not seeing?

This subcategory is superlative in some minds. Is it in yours?

Your heart is in chains. Does your ego feel the walls closing in?

Bold, visceral and influential.

Stepping on these dark grounds I see a timeless past.

There was only darkness in the beginning. Doesn't mean there weren't things in that darkness.

What world do you see when you close your eyes?

Do you fear the persecutors of your past?

Time doesn't heal all wounds.

Love has its own means.

Listen with innocent ears.

See with eyes of the soul.

They whisper because they fear retribution.

There is a point where pain no longer even excites.

Travel beyond commonality.

I buried those things because of love.

Is it a test of trust or is it a message.

What would you do if someone was trying to use your loved ones, people you barely knew, things from childhood and the world around you to imprison you?

When no one understands the things you do, when no one cares for the things you want to accomplish do you stop trying?

Belief.

Does similarity mean the traditions are the same?

Natural, Natal and Native.

How do you prove something is being taken from you without publishing a thing?

Imagine someone trying to entrap you by reverting to suspicion. How do you fight that?

When the person administering it wants scratch. scratch my back I'll scratch yours. A civil servant.

Money, family or belief. Which would you choose when either way you go is the same thing.

Alone yet not alone. Why?

I parked it.

The sun the moon and the world and I still choose you over it all.

The greatest of gifts is ______________

What do death and decay have in common?

Do you need me more than I need you?

Listless?

Come Correct

Or be exact.

point by point.

There is another prison waitiing for you.

look around you, can you escape it?

Rocks, pebbles and stones.

Epah!

a horse..

Grinning.

Bedding some one down is fun. Like sucking on your thumb?

Got an itch to scratch?

If the beginning is a genesis of passions, what initiation made it? 

Yours or by one I trust?

if level one is under 100 strikes on the front imagine what 450 at that would have been?

How can you victimize a volunteer that finds a thrill in the taboo?

if intelligence is a requirement, what is it that I'm looking for? 

I stand, yet I lay down.

I bend yet I stand tall.

I am one and more than the sum of my parts.

Sandbox is to playground as heaven is to the ocean.

Is it similar to change?

Action without careful consideration is called what?

are you an extension or are you something I define?

Being at my feet isn't the same as being in my bed. Lamps are to punishments as disciplines are to minds.

I marshall this because that was a polite excuse. Remember, it isn't about who you control but what. 

Who determines what you get, when your a creation of the divine darkness. When all around you is in the depths of shadows and all you see is an ocean of ruby red falls and soft pink walls.. how do you breath? what do you see? 

You are my one love.

My first, the one that has length and flexibility. 

The web is to life as New Jack is to cereal. How do you keep the world in suspense? 

just because you can't see me, does it mean I'm not there? 

What's the common ground between a sadist and a masochist?

If these are natural impulses why do they have to be under regulation?

Do Prejudices become virtues? Do vices become principles? 

little by little or short and sweet which way would have gone? 

How does a Dominant prepare?

How does a Master inculcate?

Is THAT abuse? or is that hatred? Who is it's judge? how cold is hot, how pale is the night. 

What is forgiveness worth?

My eyes are where they need to be are yours?

How many different types of strong are there?

How many different types of honesty are there?

How many different types of characters are there?

Anticipate. Approach. open isn't always closed. closed isn't always open. 

Is your vision clear? Do you understand my objective?

What is the weight of responisibility if it all starts in the spirit?

Verbal abuse or is it just dark banter? 

Is my morning, your morning? My afternoon your afternoon? What are my delights in night? 

is one perfect? or just a vision of it?

I am here, I am there, I am there too, and there too, and there too and there too. 

Picture Me at 7 and then picture me at 14.

how does one find calm in a raging storm?

does a millipede snapdragon? 

who did freud turn to in the end?

does neutrality enjoy chaos?

One city, one heaven. so many hells.. hmmmmmm......

Born in it. love it. it turns me on. 

Chicken is to shit as worm  is to apple.

Cunt, stop laying there get back to work, just like the rest of them... fucking cunt... its barely just begun... when does one plus not equal zero?

its your job. love,hate,appreciate. stack them up. see what you find. There's more here than you know.. L is to chicken as shit is to light. 

Fear is to hate as love is to fury.

digit?

manga?

shrugs.

Whats a soul worth when you can eat it? whats a life worth when you drink it in? 

Ever felt someone step inside your mind and look for your everything because they have no where to go.

waqa /\|$/\&

where does a dream end and life begin. hold at 13. kingspawn.JR.

another bites the dust. down the list.

Hey don't you have something to do bitch.. does not not break a bond in the process of.

that is not a bad ass lady bug, DUNE BUGGY!!!!!

God or the man. I'll take the clouds Thanks.. Shredded

Did you ever stop to think that I was taking you through your paces to see what you are capable of doing when I'm not around.

What is a mind worth? I'll take the door to hell thanks...

The void is the way to perdition.. Enjoy.

Time to reap what you have sewn.

what Ed? Nooooo.. I didn't tell game about that.. I told ewe! yes YOU! thas right U! SEE! C! SI! CEE!I rather take your breathe away. Think .

Walstons. The tables turn and your fate is sealed.

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stupid fucking demons... TOLD YOU THEY EXIST!

AND THAT WAS JUST MY LEVEL ONE... SMIRKS EVILLY... 

Ring around the toilet.

love me love me not. love me love me not.. smiling.. hehehe.. here they come again... smirks.. they know that you were just a copy cat.. here I am. the OG... how raw the styx.........watch... slowly falls the shade.. see her gulping..

she knows like I know.. see  how scared she really is... 

here  how they rattle... 

hear how they shake.. 

see how your heart starts to slow down... 

grins.. nope try again.. lmao!!!!

Consume!

Feast!

Now that's a realm.

lol...

there's always more fish in the sea mom.. Believe me.. I'm not fucking around.. Anti Personnel.

wanna go there babe?

instead of an electrical one.

they think me someone I am not. How are you enjoying yourself reinadeculebras

with me its never the same thing twice little girl.. TRIPS FALLS...

chuckles.. chokers, wrists and chains, what never breathes what never shames.. hmmm. tapping it... damn he does have a lot in there..What's there to fear? When its imaginary and part of set.. 

Dameon

Mazael.. 

When Buck and Charmed are traps, how do you get out the prison that is built around you.

oh so quiet oh so cold. I love that which can't be seen. that which can be viewed through the veil of darkness.

it never gets old.. hehehehehehehehe.see.. a family man.. the key to heaven or hell.. imagine that.. and where is he? that's right.. yep... not my fault.. is it ?... no... its not even Eagle.. hehehe.... there is nice and there is easy.. which way would you go??? laughs.. not my work.. 

I have more patience for the scalpel.. 

that's right. I knew she was gonna come back for more.. You were right dude.. single serve. meet family tray.. if its the civil servants, then tell them I say hello.. smiles... if you want level two. your gonna have to come yourself, honey... grins...willingly unwilling participant. 

There are no rounds when I do this.

lmao! ahh. no.. I work in reverse.. 

first then.. the other way around. they didn't have a grave.

not even a god damn ditch.

grins. I told you. I wouldn't. this is temptation enough isn' t it.. oh I will. imagine what it's going to be.. smiles..

sighs. I love you babe. I don't know.. smiles.. I just know how to do it just right.. grins..  yes miriam.. 

DarkWind.. 

the legend lives on... yes.. a few of my ops were there. and heard the whole thing with their own ears..  mhmmmm. they knew... not to say.. not to tell..  lol. is that all you got.. 

nice.. These eyes never close.

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33333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333hehehehe... sod..

and that's just one round.. love. just one... 

scared yet?

huh? what's that? that is the space that's been in reservation... smirks.. imagine for what? 

Grinning.

Bedding some one down is fun. Like sucking on your thumb?

Got an itch to scratch?

If the beginning is a genesis of passions, what initiation made it? 

Yours or the one by an experienced hand?

if level one is under 100 strikes on the front imagine what 450 at that would have been?

How can you victimize a volunteer that finds a thrill in the taboo?

what's the difference between nail, nail and nail?

if intelligence is a requirement, what is it that I'm looking for? 

I stand, yet I lay down.

I bend yet I stand tall.

I am one and more than the sum of my parts.

Sandbox is to playground as heaven is to the ocean.

Or is it?

Action without careful consideration is called what?

are you an extension or are you something I define?

Being at my feet isn't the same as being in my bed. Lamps are to punishments as disciplines are to minds.

I marshall this because that was a polite excuse. Remember, it isn't about who you control but what. 

Who determines what you get, when your a creation of the divine darkness. When all around you is in the depths of shadows and all you see is an ocean of ruby red falls and soft pink walls.. how do you breath? what do you see? 

You are my one love. My first, the one that has length and flexibility. 

The web is to life as michael is to cereal. How do you keep the world in suspense? 

just because you can't see me, does it mean I'm not there? 

What's the common ground between a sadist and a masochist?

If these are natural impulses why do they have to be under regulation?

Do Prejudices become virtues? Do vices become prizes? 

little by little or short and sweet which way would have gone? 

How does a Dominant prepare?

How does a Master inculcate?

Is THAT abuse? or is that hatred? Who is it's judge? how cold is hot, how pale is rook. 

What is forgiveness worth?

My eyes are where they need to be are yours?

How many different types of strong are there?

How many different types of honesty are there?

How many different types of characters are there?

Anticipate. Approach. open isn't always closed. closed isn't always open. 

Is your vision clear? Do you understand my objective?

What is the weight of responisibility if it all starts in the spirit?

Mah te! 

Is my morning, your morning? My afternoon your afternoon? What are my delights in ruq? 

is one perfect? or just a vision of it?

I am here, I am there, I am there too, and there too, and there too and there too. 

Picture Me at 7 and then picture me at taqu.

how does one find calm in a raging storm?

does a millipede snapdragon? 

who did freud turn to in the end?

does neutrality enjoy chaos?

One city, one heaven. so many hells.. hmmmmmm......

Born in it. love it. it turns me on. 

Chicken is to shit as worm  is to apple.

Cunt, stop laying there get back to work, just like the rest of them... fucking cunt... its barely just begun... when does one plus not equal zero?

its your job. love,hate,appreciate. stack them up. see what you find. There's more here than you know.. L is to chicken as shit is to light. 

Fear is to hate as love is to fury.

digit?

manga?

shrugs.

Whats a soul worth when you can eat it? whats a life worth when you drink it in? 

Tokyo TWINS! waqa C1/\&

where does a dream end and a heaven begin. hold at 11. Solid snake.JR.

another bites the dust. down the list.

Hey don't you have something to do bitch.. does not not break a bond in the process of.

that is not a bad ass lady bug, DUNE BUGGY!!!!!

God or the man. I'll take Satan Thanks.. Shredded

nuanquaneruveret anen teyen mininkiqu...

What is a mind worth? I'll take the door to hell thanks...

Zabuza is way too fucking scary.. Thank you jesus!Crochet anyone? My favorite Hellraiser character.. Hmmmm. Leviathin of course... I look good in it don't I.. So vampalicious!

Hey Im doing time!

what bear? Nooooo.. I didn't tell game about that.. I told ewe! yes YOU! thas right U! SEE! C! SI! CEE!I rather take your breathe away. Think Spanish Inquisition.

Ever heard of a black Irish? or a spanish scottsman? Ever heard of sandbagging Ricci?

What is trust worth? When it can be taken away. 

What is honesty worth? When your words are hollow.

What is the limit of love? when you close yourself off.

The world is full of people with ideas of the way things should be.

Should every voice be heard?

What price do you pay?

When your every word is weighed. When every promise you make is measured. Time is not on your side. It is on MINE. 

What's YOUR expiration date? I wish I had one. Really I do. 

It is laughable. To see a group of people who's future has already been determined. It is sweet to see them as they fail to live up to MY expectations. 

Worship THIS.

A mind that can go beyond the limits of man. Is a mind worth serving. 

Enjoy your limited time here. Chucks. Did I forget to mention. You're ALL gonna dieon me. 

Or you'll be decimated. What more can you do?