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I am an owned slave to Domina Amanece. i am the slave husband of Domina Amanece.


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My energies at the moment are spent on getting my affairs organized such, that I can get to PR as soon as possible so that my devotion to Domina Amanece can be fully manifested.

It is difficult being away from Her, but O/our future together is wonderful inspiration as is my growth (thanks to Her Ways) towards being a better slave for Her use. I was a multifaceted, worldwide "boulevardier" and explorer who knew himself well and the joys of pleasing a Lady of Dominance .... from the mere simply sublime, to the exquisitely erotic extreme, always, all ways, of Domina Amanece's pleasurable choosing. Now I am learning to be a better slave to Domina Amanece. Total Power Exchange in a "rest of O/our lives", very leather, relationship is my destiny, now. A strong alpha man ... but so, so very submissive to Domina Amanece who desires one with a slaves heart and to grow that slave to those irredeemable dark depths such that they are illuminated in iridescent, incandescent heat. A slave who is going lower. I am comfortable in virtually all social situations that are absent any hint of the mundane or hypocritical. I am a very adaptable submissive with the heart of a slave. I am not a masochist, but one of the bravest of cowards. I serve best in the very rigorous, intense Regime under strict loving Domina Amanece who reaches Her soaring zenith as She leads, pushes, demands me to discover the lowest of depths ..... always looking to find that edge and ride it to new boundaries. WARNING: Any legal entity, illegal entity, institution, persons or person using this site or any of its associated sites for any purpose, not limited to, but including, profit, study, projects, or personal agenda - You do not have my permission to use any of my writings, profile, journal, or pictures in any form or forum both current or future. You do not have my permission to copy, save, or print my pictures for your own personal use, including, but not limited to saving them on your computer, posting them on any other website, or this one and passing them off as your own. If you have or do, it will be considered a violation of my privacy and will be subject to any or all legal remedies in any jurisdiction where violations have occurred.

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5/15/2014 5:06:06 PM
http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=MoZ_Lg21b14 A fascinating journey blasting the past, present and future ... is She in control ? Calls for volume 10 ... and superior headphones ...

3/31/2014 6:19:14 AM
Freedoms are lost to the extent that ... Metaphorically speaking ... We, the people (of the world incidentally, lets not get too parochial!!) reach the place of Amazonian tribesmen or that legendary tribe of female warriors, who can be sued by the uniquitious webAmazon for breach of something ...

3/31/2014 6:19:12 AM
Freedoms are lost to the extent that ... Metaphorically speaking ... We, the people (of the world incidentally, lets not get too parochial!!) reach the place of Amazonian tribesmen or that legendary tribe of female warriors, who can be sued by the uniquitious webAmazon for breach of something ...

3/30/2014 1:38:55 PM
Tease and denial is one thing, denying the undeniable, quite another ...

3/18/2014 12:52:23 AM
Did You know ... 20% of the whole account for 80% of the profiles ... i must be boring just having one !

2/15/2014 4:01:00 AM
... almost random thoughts ... i hope the V's were all fully satiated yesterday ... and today, obviously ...

2/13/2014 11:52:10 PM
Visiting my hubby's page is such fun! Always get a laugh! Amanece

1/28/2014 11:48:53 AM
Lovely melody ... poignant lyrics in Body and Soul ...

1/14/2014 7:21:27 AM
Always looking for signs of intelligent life !

11/6/2013 7:46:50 AM
Wot the heck happened to the Man !?! ... the man maybe an empty suit, ... Folks!!! ... better than ye olde emperor sans Louie Louis heels et al ... perhaps !!! ... deNile is an important river in life's geography!

10/31/2013 9:19:39 AM
Aristotle's wife once questioned and answered ... In Dull ? ... Hit the gents ( no line outside the LADIES, incidentally ) ... Dominas should be indulgent ..

10/27/2013 2:22:13 PM
When light shines ... hypocrisy fades ... a good thing, on balance !!

10/1/2013 8:31:32 AM

The "War" has seemed, to the common person ... LOST for about 40 odd years ... time for a strategy change ...

 

The British Medicall Journal reports ...


The international war on illegal drugs is failing to curb supply, despite the increasing amounts of resource being ploughed into law enforcement activities, finds research published in the online journal BMJ Open.

Since 1990, the street price of 

 has fallen in real terms while the purity/potency of what's on offer has generally increased, both of which are indicators of availability. 

The United Nations recently estimated that the illicit drug trade is worth at least US $350 billion every year. And needle sharing is one of the key drivers of blood borne infections, including HIV. The drug trade is also linked to high rates of violence. 

Over the past several decades most national drug control strategies have focused on 

 to curb supply, despite calls to explore approaches, such as decriminalisation and strict legal regulation. 

The researchers analysed data from seven international government-funded drug surveillance systems, which had at least 10 years of information on the price and purity of cannabis, cocaine and opiates, including heroin. 

They also reviewed the number of seizures of illegal drugs in drug production regions and rates of consumption in markets where demand for illegal drugs is high. 

Three of the seven surveillance systems reported on international data; three reported on US data; and one reported on data from Australia. In some cases the data went back as far as 1975, with the most recent data going back to 2001. 

Three major trends emerged from the data analysis: the purity/potency of illegal drugs either generally remained stable or increased between 1990 and 2010; with few exceptions, the street price generally fell; and seizures of drugs increased in both the countries of major supply and demand. 

In the US, after adjusting for inflation and purity, the average street price of heroin, cocaine and cannabis fell by 81%, 80%, and 86%, respectively, whereas the purity and/or potency of these drugs increased by 60%, 11%, and 161%, respectively. 

Similar trends were observed in Europe where, during the same period, the average price of opiates and cocaine, adjusted for inflation and purity, decreased by 74% and 51%, respectively, and in Australia, where the price of cocaine fell by 14% and the price of heroin and cannabis dropped by 49%. 

In the US seizures of cocaine roughly halved between 1990 and 2010, but those of cannabis and heroin rose by 465% and 29%, respectively; in Europe seizures of cocaine and cannabis fluctuated, but seizures of heroin had risen 380% by 2009. 

On the basis of the data, the authors conclude, as previous studies have, "that the global supply of illicit drugs has likely not been reduced in the previous two decades." 

They add: "In particular, the data presented in this study suggest that the supply of opiates and cannabis have increased, given the increasing potency and decreasing prices of these illegal commodities." 

And they conclude: "These findings suggest that expanding efforts at controlling the global illegal drug market through law enforcement are failing." 

"It is hoped that this study highlights the need to re-examine the effectiveness of national and international drug strategies that place a disproportionate emphasis on supply reduction at the expense of evidence based prevention and treatment of problematic illegal drug use," they add.

In an accompanying podcast, co-author Dan Werb says that other indicators of the effectiveness of illegal drug policies are needed, such as rates of HIV related transmission.

More information:http://www.bmjopen.bmj.com/lookup/doi/10.1136/bmjopen-2013-003077

Provided by British Medical Journal


8/25/2013 2:38:32 PM
Hi 8 U/us !

7/5/2013 7:06:45 PM
Set my head on fire by accident last evening ... upper head that is ... brain still functioning ... i think.

6/15/2013 5:03:19 AM
How does one learn by reading, viewing and listening to those with whom one always agrees?

4/29/2013 4:43:22 AM
A startling facts, I believe, ... and am embarrassed I did not know, (thanks, Bill Maher his guest whose name escapes me ... NY TIMES guy, I think), ... More girls were killed in the last 50 years, precisely BECAUSE they were girls, than ALL the men killed in all the battles of the 20th century ... More girls were killed in this routine gendercides in any recent decade than all those killed in the genicides of the 20th century ... It is time Ladies !! Time You took full power, n'est-ce pas?

4/8/2013 1:48:54 PM
A few of Maggie's quotable quotes plagiarized from the Sun today ... Domina's might appreciate the sentiments of #15 ... Except for the talking bit! 1) Being powerful is like being a lady. If you have to tell people you are, you aren?t. 2) If you want something said, ask a man; if you want something done, ask a woman. 3) I am extraordinarily patient, provided I get my own way in the end. 4) To wear your heart on your sleeve isn?t a very good plan; you should wear it inside, where it functions best. 5) It is not the creation of wealth that is wrong, but the love of money for its own sake. 6) To cure the British disease with socialism was like trying to cure leukaemia with leeches. 7) I?ve got a woman?s ability to stick to a job and get on with it when everyone else walks off and leaves it. 8) To me, consensus seems to be the process of abandoning all beliefs, principles, values and policies. So it is something in which no one believes and to which no one objects. 9) I always cheer up immensely if an attack is particularly wounding because I think, well, if they attack one personally, it means they have not a single political argument left. 10) There is no such thing as Society. There are individual men and women, and there are families. 11) If my critics saw me walking over the Thames they would say it was because I couldn?t swim. 12) Standing in the middle of the road is very dangerous; you get knocked down by the traffic from both sides. 13) We want a society where people are free to make choices, to make mistakes, to be generous and compassionate. This is what we mean by a moral society; not a society where the state is responsible for everything, and no one is responsible for the state. 14) You need quite good shock absorbers and a sense of humour to be the Prime Minister?s child. 15) ?I don?t mind how much my ministers talk, as long as they do what I say.?

1/29/2013 7:53:41 AM
A bit gender biased but the author ... Rudyard Kipling ... bears reading : If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too: If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies, Or being hated don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise; If you can dream---and not make dreams your master; If you can think---and not make thoughts your aim, If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same:. If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build'em up with worn-out tools; If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings, And never breathe a word about your loss: If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!" If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with Kings---nor lose the common touch, If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, If all men count with you, but none too much: If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds' worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, And---which is more---you'll be a Man, my son!

1/9/2013 6:28:12 PM
The fire says so much !

10/22/2012 11:25:30 AM
You might wish to have a gander at Julia Gillard, (Aussie PM on the floor) on YouTube slowly flagellating, then quietly incinerating at least one gonad of a misogynist!

6/16/2012 9:56:40 AM
Read this today ... The call from Louise Mensch, one evening last August, was guarded. She had no idea who I was and, as an MP increasingly in the public eye, she was becoming used to the unwelcome attention of strangers. Indeed it had been precisely that which had caused me to contact her, by email and Twitter, the previous day. She had just gone public about a threatening communication she had received. An email, purporting to be from the powerful computer hacking group LulzSec, which had been much in the news, had threatened to kill one of her children if she failed to get off Twitter. At the time, she was in America, away from her children, and spent the night talking to the police in England and had then tweeted her defiance online. "Get stuffed, losers" was the burden of her message. The email, I told her, had nothing to do with hackers. I had received a very similar threat the previous week and I knew exactly who sent it. He went under the name of Tim Cavendish, who sometimes called himself the Duke of Cavendish, and on Twitter he also used the alias "Wobert Wedford". His real name was Frank Zimmerman. I did not intend to write about Frank, who was given a six-month jail sentence this week, suspended for two years. His is a sad story which, had it not involved high-profile figures, would have passed through a county court largely unnoticed. It was some of the press coverage, and accompanying comments online from readers ? nasty, ignorant, hate-filled ? that changed my mind. "Sick saddo", they wrote. "Utterly disgusting... let's hope this filth spends some time in nick." His age and unkempt appearance were the subjects of cackling contempt. The word "evil" was a favourite. It was as if Frank belonged to another moral universe to the one the rest of us inhabit, as if the online bullying of which he was convicted had no connection to the bullying of this sanctimonious mob. I knew that was not the case. Frank Zimmerman, his wife and two young daughters, lived next door to my family and me during the 1980s. They were perfectly charming neighbours ? friendly, quiet, normal. Because we both worked from home, Frank and I saw each other regularly, playing tennis now and then, chatting about our respective careers. Frank, who was in his thirties, had recently left an office job and was developing some kind of office-planning consultancy from home. He was a restless business type, forever talking into a huge mobile phone, referring now and then to some great deal he was about to close. He was something of a fabulist, but that was the tone of the time. He did, admittedly, go a bit far in his efforts to keep up corporate appearances. He put shop display mannequins around his dining-room table so that, when seen through net-curtains from the street, the impression would be given that a meeting was taking place. When expecting a call from Canada, he asked my wife Caroline whether she would pick up the phone, say "Zimmerman Associates... Yes, just putting you through" as if his house were a busy office. She declined. Time passed. The Zimmerman marriage broke up and, soon afterwards, Frank moved out, and I never expected to hear from him again. "Hi, Frank here." The call came out of the blue about five years ago, and was a surprise. After my own divorce, I was now living in Norfolk, but Frank's tone was of someone who had been chatting to me on a daily basis. If I remember rightly, he was in search of professional advice. He told me that he was writing now ? people had often told him he had a talent for comedy. His voice was as chirpy and confident as ever but, as the conversation progressed, it became clear that something was awry. He spoke of his friendship with Charles ? Prince Charles. He had been left several million pounds in Princess Diana's will, he said. It was a weird conversation ? perfectly amiable but also quite bonkers. Out of misguided politeness ? and, I confess, curiosity ? I failed to challenge any of his stories, something I have subsequently regretted. Last July, I heard from him again. In his usual brisk, matter-of-fact tone, he told me that Frank Zimmerman was not his real name ? he had assumed it while on the run from his father during his teens. The "Frank" came from Sinatra, whom he had always admired, and the "Zimmerman" because he used to play drums for Bob Dylan, whose real name was Zimmerman. He was, in fact, Tim Cavendish and when I called him "Frank", he would correct me testily. He needed my help, he said. He wanted to get in touch with Jemima Khan who had recently joined The Independent. He had spoken to the editor's PA (whose name, rather alarmingly, he knew) but the contact she had given him didn't seem to work. Did I have an email address for Jemima? I didn't. Frank said he would ask Hugh ? Hugh Grant ? next time he played golf with him. He was living in Provence, he said, and when I asked where, he said, "Hang on. Darling, where do we live?" He was living with a young French girl these days, he explained. She was called Marie-Claude. So it went on. He was writing a lot now, and liked to contribute to message-boards. He mentioned that he had had his say beneath Hugh Grant's "The bugger, bugged" piece in the New Statesman, both under his own name and, amusingly (he thought) under the name "Henry Root", the enraged fictional letter-writer created by the late Willie Donaldson. I checked later, and there were his messages ? angry, feebly facetious, but not that different, to tell the truth, from others on the same board. I became slightly worried when, that week, Tim Cavendish loomed up on Twitter. He was mildly rude about me, and I noticed that he was following several of my friends. Another tweeter, Wobert Wedford, appeared, and references to our conversation made it clear that it was Frank. Tim and Wobert were soon chatting away with ? or rather at ? celebrities on Twitter. He invited Piers Morgan to dinner at La Grenouille "(on me!)". He offered to buy the island of Necker off Richard Branson. He told Alastair Campbell that he wrote Four Weddings and a Funeral with Richard Curtis. His tweets to women, most of which were subsequently deleted, tended to be leadenly flirtatious and, if rebuffed, he became nasty and threatening. I must have been worried by Frank's activities on Twitter because, before I went on a week's holiday, I warned some of my friends who used it ? those of whom Frank would have heard ? to be wary of being approached by him. Soon after my return, he rang again. He told me he was fed up with Rupert (Murdoch) and had decided to take over News Corp. It had been the last time he had seen Rupert which had done it; he hadn't even been offered dinner. His people in Geneva were working round the clock on the bid. After listening for a while, I made an excuse and said I had to go out. He was busy too, he said quickly ? he was in Martha's Vineyard and the Spielbergs were coming to supper any moment. Later that night I received an email. It was apparently from LulzSec and in the subject box, read "YOU have been HACKED and are still HACKED, again and again :D". There followed a enraged rant warning me to get off Twitter, mentioning, with names and details, my partner, my ex-wife, each of my children and my grandchildren, and closing with the LulzSec logo. It was threatening and sexually violent. I now see it as absurd ? "You smarmy, smug, sarcastic, POMPOUS little OIK and S***" is probably not the way a hacker would write ? but in the hour or so during which I thought it really had come from LulzSec, about whom I had recently written, it was alarming. It had to be Frank. Who else would use that old-fashioned public school insult "oik"? I made no response, but kept an eye on the activities of Tim Cavendish and Wobert Wedford on Twitter. I noticed at some point that Frank had become fixated on Louise Mensch. She must have decided to ignore him because suddenly his messages to and about her became misogynistic and nasty, one lasting for over 30 tweets. A few days later I read that the MP had been hacked by LulzSec. I contacted her. When eventually we spoke, I gave her Frank's real name. The following day, three officers from the eCrime unit of the Metropolitan Police drove to Norfolk to take a statement. Frank, it turns out, was known to them. The house where he lived, I was later told, was as squalid as any they had seen. Frank claimed to be agoraphobic and the evidence bore out his claim. He rarely emerged from the house, ordering everything through the internet. Three times he was called for the magistrates, each time failing to appear. Finally, the police collected him and he was found guilty of sending an electronic message that was "grossly offensive or of an indecent, offensive or menacing character". After that final hearing, photographs of him, wild-eyed and with long grey hair and beard, like something out of the opening credits of Monty Python, appeared in the press. It was a good story. The man, it was said, even looked like a troll. Yet there has been something troubling about the whole story. How deluded was he? The police, who have been commendably clear-eyed and effective throughout, have found that he was quite canny in the way he used the system; the term "mind games" was used by one officer. As soon as he was arrested, he dropped the illusion that he was Tim Cavendish. There was no reference in court to his imminent takeover of News Corp. As an agoraphobic, he was spared jail. I suspect that there are more people like Frank than we like to think. Battered by life and disappointment, they discover that the internet is a playground for their delusions, feeding their fantasies while offering them an anonymity and power to frighten and bully which is denied to them in the real, physical world. Disturbingly, Frank ? or Tim or Wobert ? has ended up in the headlines, beside the famous people with whom he once pretended to be friends. In a perverse way, his fantasy has been realised. Written by Terence Blacker for "The Independent"... it follows that many represent whom they are not ...

1/1/2012 5:03:48 PM
is there such athing ..previous provoc et al ?

12/14/2011 3:28:58 AM
my husband slave is doing a card for the "10 days before christmas!" I love it! some of them are: x# ornaments hanging from balls; x# kicks on the balls; twinkle twinkle nipple clamps;warm oil massage to be awaken with x# of switch marks; of course spanking marks nicely red... and some others! I am going to have so much fun! have a merry christmas! enjoy! Amanece

12/4/2011 3:38:12 AM
... foreword ... the best time to threaten to "eat your hat", (i have vast experience at ocassional hatteating ... that too, tho' it a slightly unusual frivolity), is when you are wearing one of those delightfully silly Christmas cracker types ...

10/4/2011 8:20:12 AM
How does one precisely determine where boundaries actually fall, without testing them on both practical and theroetical bases?

9/30/2011 5:10:48 PM
more on the pols ... it is time they all had another aide, mandated by law, who published on line, daily, their doings, on the public purse, hour by hour. Who they met... subject matter etc etc. This aide would also report on why votes were made ... a rationale of sorts, confirm they had read the legislation in its essence if not entirity, open to voter juristiction bloggers to question and comment upon ... oh and also publish regularly the expenses of their office ... time to begin making them fully accountable...

8/11/2011 5:17:32 PM
It is time these pols ... world wide ... come to grasp a few very caustic nettles ... 1. Control and tax all "drugs" from 0% to "whatever"! The evidence is in ... all too impirically... this needs a book to discuss, but common sense tells me a "war" of 40 years ... not fogetting (sic) a few earlier skirmishes, where "the enemy" taxes your product, is stronger, smarter, more loose with corrupting cash, outguns your soldiers most of the time, has you lock up many of your conscripts, loves its duopoly with bigpharma, et bloody cet! 2 et al to follow ... i think the world needs a common sense dick 'tator ... the peasants, so it seems, are revolting ... quite!

7/16/2011 4:47:25 AM

eruditemalesub, who is my husband slave,? likes to comment from time to time on his thoughts generated by reading profiles (nearly always Domina ones. I permit this activity as long as both parties, the Domina and pedro realize it is just a friendship chat and does not involve any type of play or sexual dimension.? He is in training and carfully monitored. this goes for his yahoo messenger as well.?I read all his conversations on a daily basis. I like him to be transparent in all things. pedro works for me and he is totally involved in working? a dungeon in my place and mantaining my properties. This to answer some questions on his happinness (jeje) if he checks profiles...(don't we all?), availability for telephone calls, - I also check his att calls (receiving and sending).

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please if you need to comment on this or on his behaviour contact me. Amanece


7/8/2011 5:41:28 AM
... pulling the wool over the submissive eyes, is one thing ... pulling the leather over, quite another ...

7/8/2011 4:39:48 AM
Opinions are good .... informed ones, so much exponentially, more powerful ...

7/3/2011 4:21:35 AM
i simply adore mi Ama

6/26/2011 4:44:45 AM

these are his new orders:

?eruditesubm likes to check profiles, from time to time, to follow the lifestyle and this entails ocasionally making comments to others including Dominas. This is ok with me but he is not permitted to play or sub to anyone other than me, unless I take him to her/him. For this transparency, and due to his slip with some Dominas of late, I will be checking all his emails, messages on yahoo messenger, messages in collar me, tc. Feels better this way.? Amanece

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6/23/2011 2:48:29 AM

6/23/2011 2:32:29 AM

i am an oil tanker sometimes .... not the perfect slave by any means ... sometimes not worthy of the mutually defined (sorta ... see below !!!) "slave " definition ... but i seek to discover better Her definition sp that my mutuality enhances Her reality of that.

 

i am so slow to change course, too often, but the Captain has issued new Orders .... stricter requirements ... for which i am grateful ... i do recognize the need for more training in harsher conditions ... moving lower to that slave place and then ... further still ... so the "low" well and truely sinks in ... whew so hard now that i have completed that little para ... more of this to follow ...


6/18/2011 7:19:57 AM
One year anniversary of the first meeting coming up ... it was very early one morning ... Whew ... tempest fugit fooking fast ... as ye olde adolecent rap rappouring Romans used to say ...

5/12/2011 3:12:22 PM
It be hooves me, (pony, horse and stallion play, not withstanding), to start writing again ... sensibly!, this time !!! ... readers be ... wear ...

9/5/2010 8:59:20 PM
i move this month to be slave to mi Ama ... the best part of this journey now begins ... full service as HER ways proscribe

6/26/2010 3:46:04 AM
I was collared on Wednesday 23rd

6/23/2010 2:32:03 PM
Amanece has my heart and soul ..... i am begging for a very tight, loose collar ....

6/19/2010 12:58:15 PM
Arrived today at Shangrilar .... Amanece!

6/16/2010 11:40:32 AM
Leaving tomorrow for Puerto Rico ... on the last lap of the beginning of the journey ... what an intense time knowing my life will change so completely in 48 hours.

6/3/2010 11:31:26 PM
There are some ocassions where, such deep a connection, such openess of heart and soul, such holistic syncopated synergy, ... (surely any word beginning with syn shows great promise!!!) ... defines but only one path.

The profoundly revealing prologue is coming to a deliciously sticky end. Very quagmotic, ( a new word derived from quagmire, meant to convey a slave "prey" thrashing wildly in the seductively surrendering passion of inevitability ... forever slowly sinking into the warm wetness Her Huntress' deep deviant dominance), very uplifting, ... with lulls and spurts in our growth to an evermore indestructible  bond.

I am so confident. Failure in this endeavour is not an option, however immature that might sound. For ironically, it is precisely my life experience, honed by constant risk assessment, that gives me the complete confidence that this (hopefully quite likeable), arrogant bastard is about to be brought to his knees ... then lower, ... so very much lower ... for that is my place.

I rest my case, Your Honour. Let You, as judge, jury and executionetrix decide ... my fate is sealed ... sealed.

Sealed has special meaning too.

5/14/2010 2:01:25 PM
A momentus day ... tickets booked  ... roll on June 18th. The final journey begins ... powerful powerful good ...intense

5/10/2010 11:57:22 PM

5/10/2010 11:56:47 PM
I feel it is time to put a more succinct definition to my aspirations and self :

I am a multifaceted, worldwide "boulevardier" and explorer who knows himself well and the joys of pleasing a Lady of Dominance .... from the mere simply sublime, to the exquisitely erotic extreme, always, all ways, of Her pleasurable choosing. Total Power Exchange in a "rest of O/our lives", very leather, relationship is my goal, my destiny. A strong alpha man ... but so, so very submissive to that special Domina who desires one with a slaves heart and to grow that slave to those irredeemable dark depths such that they are illuminated in iridescent, incandescent heat.

I am comfortable in virtually all social situations that are absent any hint of the mundane or hypocritical. I am a very adaptable submissive with the heart of a slave. I am not a masochist, but one of the bravest of cowards. I know I will serve best in a very rigorous, intense Regime under a strict loving Domina whose libido knows very few bounds and who reaches Her soaring zenith as She leads, pushes, demands Her slave to discover the lowest of depths ..... always looking to find that edge and ride it to new boundaries.

i offer myself, body, mind and soul, to a loving, experienced, mature, spiritual, powerful, sadistic, leather loving Domina who recognizes me as a slave with potential to grow beyond the norm. i beg, consider me, test me, collar me, Own me, use me, mold me and You will receive service par excellence.

I am a jack of all trades ..... with a few advanced skills ... using both manual agility and/or mental dexterity. I have interests that cover the spectrum of substance. Trivia bores.
Hypocrisy abhors. That's enough, without any fluff !!

4/14/2010 3:38:11 PM
I have recently met a very incredible but very credible Domina .. a Lily on the wettest of ponds.... I am under consideration by Domina Amanece

5/6/2009 1:56:10 AM
Daily vanilla can intrude upon service .... this must be a fact, albeit a frustrating one, for all.

5/4/2009 2:06:47 AM
Upon reflection, open communications are such a vital essential. Retreating into ones shell to avoid emotional vulnerability is, i am sure, a well worn path of the species but no way to set ones soul free. Indeed, 'tis the opening up of such vulnerabilities, in extremus, in a D/s relationship that gives it the potential to transcend most others. That symbyonic mutual need to dance to those ultimate desires, invoking passion on the sharp edge, must be the worthiest of endeavours for those following their calling.

5/3/2009 1:17:39 PM
I think i need to concern myself less with anticipation and more on service today ... that is not always possible.

5/3/2009 1:36:59 AM
Post dated as of yesterday ... this is quite a lonely journey sometimes.

5/1/2009 3:54:08 AM


I feel I could be a worthy submissive who has some slave potential. I know I will benefit from a very strict regime, albeit not devoid of fun.  I also recognize that I have the capabilties required of a cuckold although it scares me to say as much.

Trying to identify, upfront, all those mutual dichotomies of the D/s and S/m mix is always an imperfect task but without plunging into the sacred leather pool how does one know if one is bound to swim. Trusting for air between those gasps on the edge.

5/13/2008 12:17:01 AM

i am researching joy ........... a most wonderful sense that encompasses the five ....or is it seven ... of the common ones.

The first thought that comes to mind is the joy sandwich. Being the mere filler, even laid on tres thick, strikes me as insufficiency. Yes, joy works better when it engorges. i shall consider it in great quantities on both sides.

Thats the concept, anyway.



2/4/2008 4:46:07 PM
The journey has barely started but the base personalities are just there..... and the heat

1/30/2008 2:03:30 AM
 

1/5/2008 4:38:13 PM
life is tres interesting n'est pas ? I (ready very alpha here) am attenting a course ... a forum of sorts, very intensive in nature ...which is exposing me so to myself ... providing those truths to the core and i revel in it.  So many deep questions and so far i am slave even tho the odds are high to perhaps conclude different. Am i too much of an addict or merely at my destiny .... the search for truths within is glorious in each unfolding.

10/20/2007 5:42:58 AM
..... the struggle between analysis and total acceptance continues unabated

10/14/2007 1:54:15 AM
the joy of that service in being able to present myself as Her canvas ........... her licks of paint creating such richness within the sturdy frame that holds that canvas so very taut.

licks .............so many types of licks, my mind boggles to overload as they inflict fleeting glimpses on my soul or fill my mouth.

taut ...taught ....... so many types of tightness and openess in those stressed teachings

i adore the breadth of the single english word

10/11/2007 5:03:43 AM
i struggle so much with the thought of chastity for prolonged periods ...yet i also feel its powers

4/25/2007 5:52:55 AM
Such powerful thoughts and feelings

3/29/2007 1:59:03 PM
Every morning i wake up wanting to serve

1/18/2007 10:53:48 PM
am i a potential slave or a very passionate submissive ...these are heavy thoughts indeed ... how does one know ?  probably being far too falutingly (new word!!) anaylytical but it does tax me no end.

11/7/2006 1:30:44 AM
The days when i achieve most and have those deliciously omnipotent feelings are those that later transform themselves into feelings of such intense servitude

10/20/2006 5:54:58 AM
Going through some very profound thoughts

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 Age: 33
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