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I'm looking primarily for a LOCAL submissive/switch male to play with, as well as someone who is willing to do things outside of BDSM. (Rock climbing, for example, but only if you are already an experienced climber.) [I'm also always on the lookout for attractive female bondage bottoms.] If you're not local to me, I may reject you out of hand. NYC is not too far, but CT or NJ is. I don't want it to be a hassle to either of us to try to get together, and I'm looking (ideally) for something that becomes frequent, at least once a week. Don't let the idea of "at least once a week" deter you from writing to me, though. I understand that everyone has a life, and if you only have time to play once a month, that's fine, too. I have a lot of submissives to keep me busy between visits! :) This will be casual only at first - don't expect a long-term or sexual relationship, at least in the beginning, because that's not what I'm looking for at the moment. My interests in that are subject to change, if the right boy comes along. If you are prone to jealousy, or want to be "the one" for me, consider yourself out of luck, unless you truly enjoy the emotional roller coaster of being cuckolded. I'll be honest up front: I already have "the one," and I am very happy with him. I am looking for others to fill in the spaces. I like to play the field. I enjoy having a harem. If you like that too, well, you could get lucky. :) You must have the following characteristics:
-Disease-free and able to prove it (test results) (if you wish to be considered for sexual play)
-Attractive
-Fit
-Circumcised
-Under 200 lbs.
-40 years or younger
-No drinking / smoking
-Immaculate personal hygeine
-Suffolk or Nassau counties only, unless you're willing to travel to me.
-You must love or be willing to endure rope bondage.
-Willingness to be one of many submissive boy toys that I play with/own. If you're a close but not exact fit, feel free to write to me, and tell me why I should consider you. If your profile already has a picture, there is no need to send one. If you don't have a pic in your profile, PLEASE send one - something *vanilla* that shows you in your ordinary life is fine. I don't want to meet your penis before I meet you in person! About Me:
I'm vegan, very into martial arts, very physically fit and active, and I expect you to keep up with me. Also, check the interests, BDSM and otherwise.
If you're interested in serving me, I expect you to make clear what your interests are. Saying "whatever you wish me to do, Mistress," isn't the least bit informational. If you're worried about giving me a "laundry list," don't be. I'd rather know up front what your interests are, and what you already have experience in. Make it clear what you're looking for, I emphasize that! If your profile is practically empty, and your initial letter to me is very brief (less than 5 lines is very brief if you need that clue), and it doesn't contain substantial evidence that we have something in common, aside from being humans looking for other humans on collarme, I'm disinclined to make the effort to get to know you.
Patience is a virtue. If you're lucky enough to get a response the same day, consider it a small miracle. I'm busy, and get tons of email. Writing back to me in five minutes or a day asking why haven't I written back yet doesn't endear you to me at all. Not looking for cyber, or online play. It bores me, and is a waste of my time. I also don't do chat with people I don't know, so don't ask. Stupid emails and most one liners get deleted automatically, so if you want to get to know me, take the time and WRITE! This profile is a work in progress, please check back once in a while if you're interested.
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I HATE subs that won't take no for an answer. Stop whining at me. Suck it up and look elsewhere. |
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Wow. Two days after I move into my new place, I get snowed in with 25" of white crap. And me with no shovel.
Luckily, some nice vanilla neighborhood urchins came by and offered to shovel me out. Great timing! |
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Just got back from a very nice vacation in Hawaii. I'm in the process of trying to catch up and connect with everybody again. Talk to you soon! |
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I'm back and ready for action. What a wild ride that was... Lots of stories from it this year. Did you know they have quicksand and stinging nettles on Long Island? I can tell you where if you need to know.... LOL |
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Well, the Hunt is this week. I'm not going to be around. Don't panic if I don't write back to you before the 16th. I'll be sleeping that day (since I won't be the 3 days prior!!), and I'll be trying to catch up with my email on the 17th.
Play dates will begin to be scheduled after that, so stay tuned. :)
P.S. If I haven't written to you or heard from you in a while, give me a shout. I don't want to forget about anyone! |
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Since it's Hunt time again, give me a little extra time to get back to you. I've been very busy getting ready, hiking 20 miles a week and lots of other stuff.
(And for those that know, I'm still trying to finalize my divorce. No word yet on when it's going to finally end, although I suspect serious activity will begin some time in late August. *I hope*) |
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Well, here it is, time for this year's jiu jitsu Hunt. It's in mid-August this year, and I'm really looking forward to it.
This year, I have been appointed a captain of a team. All women. I can't wait to see what happens! Hopefully, I don't get kidnapped again this year. LOL |
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Still looking for some female bondage bottoms. Don't be afraid to write! :) |
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Someone from a mailing list I'm on posted this link. I thought it was very funny. It's how to dominate a turkey...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t9-gvDvpAGE
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Happy Thanksgiving everyone! :-* |
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Thanks to everyone who wished me happy birthday! :-* |
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"Should I be spanked if I mess my pants?"
Sounds like a line from Family Guy...
(Weird message of the day.) |
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It's a real shame that those of you writing to me for the first time can't follow the simple instructions in my profile. That's why I don't write back.
Long long form letters without any personalization don't impress me. "You seem to know what you want" is not personal.
*Every* dominant woman here knows what she wants. |
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I passed! Yay! I'll tell you, that's a load off my mind. |
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Hello everybody! Sorry I've been so scarce - I've been getting ready for my BIG BIG jiu jitsu test this coming Sunday. Wish me luck! |
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If any submissives wish to accompany me to Paddles in NYC on Friday Sept. 12, please write me a letter of application. Preference will be given to those who have already communicated with me in the past. |
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Once again, I'm overwhelmed by all the email I get from potential submissives, as well as those I've already met. Thank you for all the attention! It's very flattering. :)
On the downside, it keeps me very busy, trying to keep up with it all. And again, I feel the need to apologize for any delays in getting back to you all. I find myself with more time to check mail on collarme (so you will likely find that I've read your mail) than to respond (which is self explanatory). Patience on your part will likely be rewarded.
Keep the emails to me interesting, and I'm far more likely to bump you to the top of the list for a response! |
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Strike up the orchestra for the hallelujah chorus:
I'M BACK ONLINE!!!! On the good computer. Yay. |
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Here's PART of a story from the Hunt. Several people asked about the kidnapping scene, because it sounded cool. Well, it was! It's one of the most exciting things that happened on the Hunt. This truly happened to me. Here it is...
We started out hiking the trail, and soon came to a section of woods where there were strings tied around all the trees going in every possible direction, with a note on one of the trees. It was about noon. We approached the note, and F read it aloud. It said we had to find the string with our name on it, take the carabiner and clip it to our waist, and then follow the string to the end, where we would each find a private note that we were to keep secret from the other team members. We had to go in alphabetical order, so I was the first to begin. I clipped the carabiner to my waist, and got started.
It was pretty easy to follow the string at first. I tried to hold onto it the whole time, and followed it around trees, under and over other strings, and through underbrush. Eventually though, the string was leading off into the deep woods, far far away from the rest of the team. I turned to see how far away I was from the group - at least 50ft. already.
C shouted to me just then that she saw somebody, and I looked where she pointed. I didn't see anything for certain, but there might have been a flash of black in the trees. All this time I was looking for a good ninja stick to poke the ground with, but didn't see anything. [Note to readers here: this is something we were instructed to look for in jiu jitsu class, and we were supposed to take a "ninja stick" around with us to poke the ground and check for traps. And ninjas.]
This damn string kept going and going and going further away from the group. I knew there was a trap at the end of it, but I also knew I had to keep going, because that was our mission - I had to get my note at the end of the string. All of a sudden, I came upon a section of ground that had obviously been disturbed. I knew there were ninjas hiding underneath. I had to go right over it though, because my string went right over it. I looked around for a stick, but didn't see one. I took one big step and jumped over the spot, only to see two more of them to both sides of me. Shit! I was surrounded.
In front of me, there was a huge tangle of underbrush 10 ft. wide, and the string went right through the middle of it. I was trying to figure out how to get through it, and decided I would just climb over the whole thing. At the same time, I spotted a good ninja stick. Although I was thinking to myself at that point, "What good is a stick going to do me? If I poke a real ninja hidden underground with a stick, he'll stilll be there, but he'll be really pissed off! It's only going to delay the trap being sprung by 5 seconds, and then I'm going to have to deal with a pissed off ninja, too!
Just as I was reaching for the stick, a ninja jumped up out of the leaves and dirt. I saw the hand spring up, just like something right out of a horror film! He grabbed me, and knocked me down. I hardly had a chance to shriek before he clapped his hand over my mouth. I got a faceful of dirt and leaves. It was hard to breathe. I tried to struggle, but it was pointless - he was too strong. The whole thing was over in less than 5 seconds! Floor pin moves don't work when you're lying on your side with a 30 lb. pack on your back! They also don't work if the ninja has you in a tight bear hug and is lying on top of you.
I tried to scream but couldn't. I tried to relax and not fight. After about a minute, the ninja took his hand off my mouth, and then, boy did I scream. Twice. As loud as I could. Everybody on my team told me later that they could hear me. F said the sound chilled him to the bone. I got pummeled in the head by the ninja, who got his hand back on my mouth very fast and said to me, in a robotic sounding voice, "Try that again and see what happens!" That's when I stopped fighting completely and just lay there.
Shortly after that, another ninja walked up. My face was pressed in the dirt, and I could only see his shoes out of the corner of my eye. That ninja dropped some sunglasses on the ground by my face, and told me to put them on. The ninja did that for me, since my arms were trapped. The lenses were painted opaque black, and I couldn't see out of them. Then, they put a hood over my head, and the whole world went black. I could see nothing after that except faint shadows. |
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I get a lot of form letters from people. I guess that's not too surprising - for those of you men who are looking for a dominant woman, you may have to write to 10 to get one response. I can understand that mentality, but I prefer to communicate with folks who give me more than just a regurgitation of what's already available in their profile. I want a personalized letter, and by that, I don't mean you used mail merge to put my name at the top of your form letter!
Those of you who are sending me those types of generic letters may or may not get replies from me. At the very least, you will be last on the list of those who hear from me. |
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I'm back from the Hunt. I'll be writing to everyone as fast as I can, but know that my mailbox is full of unanswered emails at this point, so it will probably take me at least half the week to catch up!
P.S. I'm relatively unscathed. No major injuries, just bruises. Nothing too terrible happened to me while I was kidnapped, attacked by ninjas, or interrogated (each on a different day)!
Consider yourself privileged if you learn more about it than that. :) |
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I'm going to be scarce Tue. and Wed., probably only checking new messages. No time to reply to anyone right now - I'm packing for the Hunt (my jiu jitsu class event) and I'll be gone the rest of the week and weekend.
Wish me luck, I hope to come back relatively uninjured and not too beat up. :) |
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Some have been wondering why I put up so many rock climbing pictures as opposed to more "fetishy" stuff. Well, some of the reason is because I love it! And also because I don't have nearly as many good pictures of me in my martial arts - that's a more important part of my life by far. :)
But the more serious reason is to demonstrate that I'm not just somebody's wet dream. I'm not interested in that. If you're just going to read my profile (and others') and wank, you're missing out on the good stuff in life! And you can keep that to yourself - I don't want to hear about it.
I'm a real person, with real life interests outside of BDSM. BDSM is not the reason I get up in the morning. Anyone that is interested in becoming part of my life is going to have to deal with that!
Yes, believe it or not, reality has an obnoxius way of intruding into most real life play sessions. Maybe it's a bondage pose that didn't quite work out the way we wanted it. Maybe you got too cold or too uncomfortable. Maybe the neighbors' music is bothering us, or maybe there's too many noisy gawkers around us in the club. Maybe it's just that your ideal fantasies (and/or mine) just didn't completely jive with what we did that day. Sometimes life hands us downers when we have high expectations.
You have to be able to handle those situations, gracefully, if you're going to successfully manage a real time relationship with your Mistress. You're certainly going to have to deal with it if you want to maintain a relationship with me. I demand it, no ifs, ands or buts. I will put in a great deal of effort to make the best and most enjoyable play dates I possibly can between us, but I'm not going out of my way to bring your wet dreams to life. If that's all you're looking for, or if you find out after meeting me that that's all you really ever wanted, you're going to be sorely disappointed.
So, that's the reason I'm putting up front all those non-fetish pictures. You get to see the real me. I'm not posing for your fantasies. I'm not here to be fodder to your wet dreams. I'm here to be me, and I'm here to find some really interesting people to begin some really fulfilling relationships with! |
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During all of this, Munch's "The Scream" comes to mind... |
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New problems. In making the backup, I screwed up one partition on the backup drive. Now all it does is thrash. I may have lost everything on that partition, which is only 30GB, but some very important personal files. I now have to take that in and see if a) they can recover files from it and/or b) fix it. Now I've begun the slow process of the rverse backup - backing up the good external drive partition to my internal drive. Sigh. Hard to do while the disk is mostly busy thrashing out some severe psychological trauma...
The good news is that while it would cost me $700+ to fix the NIC that blew up in the storm, I can bypass the burned out port and board by using a USB to ethernet adapter. It's cheap ($25, already on order) and ought to work. (They said I could go out and buy one locally, but I researched what was available, and they don't have Mac drivers included, or they are not intended to be compatible with my iMac. I'd have to download the drivers online. Isn't that why I'm getting the adapter in the first place - because I'm NOT online on that computer???) |
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Blech. Only 132,568 files left to copy to my backup drive before I can take my iMac in for service. Where do they all come from? |
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Well, let's try this again. I'm having a lot of trouble with this old notebook computer trying to type messages to people. I can get online and read mail on collarme without too much difficulty - I just have to go for a short walk between page loads, sigh. But replying to mails often causes my computer to crash on me - I don't know what it is specifically that does it, but in the end, I'm getting off about 1 in 3 messages before my computer tanks. And with the age of this antique, it takes more than five minutes for me to start up again. *&#$(*&@# <--- Does that count as "vulgarity?"
Please be patient while I'm getting my iMac fixed. I promise I'm not blowing you off. It's just very difficult for me to get back to everyone promptly. I'm more frustrated than you are, I can assure you! |
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Well, I'm not as scarce as I thought I would be. Guess that means I have too much time on my hands! :) Or that I'm resourceful and persistent. I'd rather think the latter. :)
Chat doesn't work for me at all, already tried that, and it's still a PITA to try to use this antiquated notebook - circa 1998. Is that some kind of record for computer age or what? |
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I'm going to be scarce on collarme.com until my computer gets fixed. There was a horrendous lightning storm yesterday that blew out my network card. There was a direct hit on my building, and I watched a spark come out of the wall at the cable connection. :-o
Even though I have the whole computer connected to a beefy APC UPS, the cable outlet goes straight from the wall to the cable modem and into the computer.
So the moral of the story is, even if your computer is surge protected, there are still ways to turn it into toast in the right circumstances. :( :( :(
Right now, I'm on my ancient old Powerbook, which I hung onto, thank god. It's unreliable and sloooow, so even writing this entry is a big headache. (It can't keep up with my typing speed - that's how slow it is!)
Apologies once again, please don't think I'm ignoring you. Those of you who need to contact me for any reason will be given alternate contact information via mail. Kisses to all the rest of you! |
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I apologize if I don't reply to you right away - please don't take it personally. I'm getting pretty occupied with training for an upcoming special event in my jiu jitsu class. |
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Been taking out the ropes, making sure they're clean and neatly wrapped and ready to go. Yay! I've been looking forward to this for a loooooong time. |
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I have to get some new puppyboy toys, don't know where my old ones went to. |
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There are so many to choose from. Which ones are going to turn out to be worth my time? |
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I'm flattered that you keep checking my profile. :-* |
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On a more positive note, I've already met some nice folks, and things are moving along. You know who you are. Yes, you can give yourself a big SEG. :D |
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Winning message from the biggest loser of the day contest:
"your not goodlooking,im just desparate at this point"
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If only...
...he could make a proper pot of tea and serve it gracefully.
...he would clean my house wearing nothing but a bell.
...he liked to be bound tight in rope.
...he was as loyal as a dog, saving himself only for me, at my command.
...he could cook a nice gourmet vegan meal for me - and eat on his hands and knees under the table at my feet.
...he loved rock climbing and gardening as much as I did.
...he was fit, active, and good-looking enough to make me never want to take my hands off of him.
...he had a brain, too.
Can I keep wishing? |
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I like puppyboys. Currently, I have an empty bed just waiting for the right puppy to come along and curl up in it for a nap. :) |
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Maybe this isn't the best place to find climbing partners, but submissives are definitely more fun! We could climb alone or in a group, and it can be our little secret. :)
However, I don't want a bunch of newbie submissive wannabes clamoring for lessons! For those who are serious and experienced, I climb 5.6-5.8 (recovering from a broken wrist, so far only 5.6 this season). I haven't been out climbing enough this season, and I'm itchy to get back on the rocks.
I don't do gyms, please don't ask.
Tell me about yourself, send a good vanilla picture, and we can talk. |
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| Age: 21 |
| Manila,
Philippines |
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