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SEEKING - Live-in female Slave, long-term, Must Relocate
I seek a full-time, live-in female slave, life-time, nothing less than genuine heart of gold will do. Im 33, you 23 to 40. I love an arresting face, gorgeous hair, and am a voracious tit man, so have your own fetish there too. You are Intelligent, articulate, savvy, communicate EASILY.
You have masochist in you, love your face, tits, and body slapped hard, jazzing you so you could almost cum from that alone. Be fit, slim, curvy not heavy. I need a girl with LARGE tits. Natural preferred, implants fine.
To say you are wired for kink is to diminish the real freak in you that always needs more, pleads for more, and adores humiliation. You can talk like the whore and slut you are, so humiliating yourself in regular conversation with me would easily be, this stupid fucking whore cunt would like a word with her Sir....
You are loyal and love hard when you give a man your head, heart, and body to own. With me, I will love you stupid cunt back just as hard.
Deeply submissive and subservient, not simply playing at Ds as others do, you embrace your hungers and needs. You have NO limits, or are working towards this with my guidance. Youre is wo guile, there are no politics in your submission, no bullshit. You are a serious, graceful slave who attends to me with her entire heart and soul. 247365, I am what she is focused on and looks for every opportunity to watch over me, make my life easier, and put me before herself.
Communications. There is nothing wo trust, honesty, and mutual respect, all are carried with word and deed, and the words should come easily, sincerely.
MUST intelligible face body shots. without this, I cannot take your introduction seriously and will delete your message without reading..
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Beginning of April 2018. Trump is still in office, hoping Mueller will fix this fast.
I have been looking for my slave for years. And not having found the girl with the "stuff" which would settle me down, I feel lost and empty without her. Smarts,
If you have questions about my profile, ASK! See if we can create something for we two. Write! J.
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She has a public beauty.
The one she shares with you, on the street and in the shops and when she is at work. Her luminous skin, her radiant smile. All the hollows and the curves and the things she sets gently in motion. Hints beneath fabric that entice, and ignite imagined pleasures. She likes that you look, and she dresses with that in mind.
But she has a different beauty she saves for me. A private beauty. Her breasts and her sex, yes, and the arc where her ass meets her thigh, but also her scars and her moles and the marks that tell the stories of her life. Pale trails left by pounds lost and gained and lost again. Dimples from our play/loving; A history of her, written in skin.
She thinks they are imperfections (except where I've left a small scar). She shies from them, hides them as best she can, and when I pause to consider them, when I kiss them and nibble at them, she seems puzzled.
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Very bad experience here. Long story I'll save you. Just plays with one's head when seriously looking. In the middle ofWinter as well. There must be FEMALE submissive, or Slave... distinction being the slave,by my thinking,has no limits when in loving relationship... Who needs pain to feel alive, loves the face slaps to make a river flow between her thighs, who can tell her owner, 'there is nothing you asks for that I will not give you, without hesitation or question, and be fucking all over that for you... For us... To have the others back and within the safety of such love, be home to the other. How I long for that sweet slave's heart...
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Winter 2014.
I'm enjoying my life enormously. Work, friends, and my writing keep me busy. The intensity of what I put into working out keeps me fit and burns stress.
I've not found love again. The one slut with whom I am on same page intellectually, emotionally, and sexually is like the wind. I find parts in one and the sweetest nature in another. The most intense and limitless freak was one I could not have a deep conversation with. I need the one who is complete freak, smart, gives her heart freely in love and will follow me anywhere.
I don't check collar me often. I've always assumed she and I would meet personally one day. And Cm... Such a circus of players, posts, and scammers, hustling chicks hustling the desperate males here... how smarmy can a female be.
My profile says what is necessary. If you find my words reach your heart, write as I've asked, with everything in you which looks for love as well.
A sweetheart is required.
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Winter 2014.
I'm enjoying my life enormously. Work, friends, and my writing keep me busy. The intensity of what I put into working out keeps me fit and burns stress.
I've not found love again. The one slut with whom I am on same page intellectually, emotionally, and sexually is like the wind. I find parts in one and the sweetest nature in another. The most intense and limitless freak was one I could not have a deep conversation with. I need the one who is complete freak, smart, gives her heart freely in love and will follow me anywhere.
I don't check collar me often. I've always assumed she and I would meet personally one day. And Cm... Such a circus of players, posts, and scammers, hustling chicks hustling the desperate males here... how smarmy can a female be.
My profile says what is necessary. If you find my words reach your heart, write as I've asked, with everything in you which looks for love as well.
A sweetheart is required.
Joshua |
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I received a really sweet response from an inexperienced, but seemingly sincere and honest submissive. Her correspondence was so vulnerable I felt compelled to write giving her as much insight as to who I am as possible. I might well have gone too far...smile, it's rather long. But...I thought it might make a good journal entry...for the additional info in my words. Thanks for reading:
Hi xxxxxx.
First, I appreciate your candor. That's truly rare on CM. Here's the deal with photos: my ex was/is a pro photographer. She had a camera with her all the time...and she took copious pics of us/me. We ended amicably - long story.
When I first created the CM profile...those were the pics on my PC, that's what I used. I can't apologize for that. I guess I should have someone take more candids of me and post those. Smile. Yeah... I would hardly take the time to wade through the crap on CM...only to water-down/who I am/what I want. Don't know if that salves your concerns.
Great profile. Sweet/honest and sincere. That's wildly rare here. Some thoughts:
"I am (WONDERFUL TRAITS SHE DESCRIBES REMOVED TO KEEP ANONYMOUS), beautiful and many more things once you have me."
"Once you have me"...isn't going to sit well with a serious lifestyle dominants It sounds as though you're still caught-up in feeling your attraction is a gift...and the lucky guy wins the princess. There's no humility, nod to the equal-but-unequal nature of owner/submissive. It's ego-centric. A man who owns a submissive/slave, expects her to offer tight respect. If you don't go into this with that paradigm - and/or if yours is not what I'm describing...you don't want to be considered as hard submissive in a real relationship. It's already raised an eyebrow for me. Many PLAY at this. The sub is giggly and purposefully "acts out" so her "Dominant" will catch her, and decide she needs to be "punished" which is either a spanking slipping into making love.
That's fine for some, it's not what I want/need in my whore. I don't fucking play games. Assuming my whore falls deeply in love with me...and I with her...she is able to put her ego aside to embrace obedience, humility/and has the same hunger I do...where the "two" become "one"...and share a desperate & needy love for each other. I know of no more honest and intense/passionate love...I've been around the block a time or two xxxxxxxx.
Training you will take time. Dominant is NOT a badge I wear to compensate for some void inside...smile. It's not WHO I am...it's ONE facet of my personality. I was born with this inclination. I take it stunningly seriously. Dominants (Cap "D"), who advise they know the lifestyle inside out, or profess their spin is the WAY...avoid. This is a role they need to provide something where real comfort in own-skin...is missing. This is long...but you seem honest and new...so offering just my spin.
Training is hard. For me, it's talking at first, getting to know who...at the deepest level...who the other is. True emotional unveiling. Able to share ANYTHING with one another. Good and the shit. You need to love one another for everything he/she is...not a veneer painted for attention. Then deep, revealing conversation explaining my vision of the relationship. Stories, examples, EVERYTHING...so both can determine if they are in-concert. My tit/nipple fetish. Once the two are wildly infatuated, feel this is the one they want to go a lifetime with...that';s the time to imagine different scenarios...and do I WANT THIS. Do the words make your cunt wet, find you breathing rapid-ragged breaths...feeling yes...that's what I need in my life, that control...and all else discussed.
Consider this: words are very important to me. i need a slut who can use them well...and is unafraid to pour everything she is into passionately communicating what's important. i.e.: Take telling a lover, that you love him, and you need to tell him how you are on fire with him: you could say, "I love you so...I don't have the words to tell you". OR...sitting him on the sofa, standing before him, working your skirt up and around your waist to better straddling him, nice, tight, fit, straight-arming the couch-back, your face almost on-top of his - and making hard eye contact saying, "Listen. I am so fucking in love with you...it sometimes scares me. I need you to truly hear this - it's very from my heart. You are so deep in my life, I am so stunningly owned by you...I can't imagine my life without you in it...in me. I will do anything for you, any fucking thing you want or need. Anything. Simply tell me - and i'm all over that. It's done. You...are my life's priority. I can only say this because I am so filled with your essence - OUR essence. I've never felt the need to tell a man these things in my life, just YOU. Can you feel me when I share my head and heart? Can you FEEL my heart and soul in my words?" I can't settle for a simple 'i love you' anymore. I know how stunning love can be. Can you manage words like that xxxxxxxx?
Last consideration: Standing over you, slap your face you become wet...slap again and you moan. on your knees, looking up at me, large soft eyes showing your love & need. i slap each tit watching the nipples become turgid and full, i slap each in turn again, harder, and your head flies back and you groan loudly...that slap you feel in your cunt, right in your swollen clit. i take an aching tit in each hand and squeeze hard. the sensation is woven into the pleasure of feeling that hard squeeze connected to your throbbing and soaking cunt, feeling spasms and the clutch before you cum hard. feeling owned as i hold your essence, and you look up at me, into my eyes as you surrender "i'm a so fucking in love with you, i need you, own me, my body, use it any way you fucking want, i need it desperately so, want you desperately in my life, these are your tits, your cunt, slap them, squeeze them, bruise them and leave your mark on them...anything...just let me love you as i need to desperately...to worship you...and love this filthy whore back i beg you." then i slip to your nipples and yank them out from your body hard so the nipples are long and stretched...i tug harder,and you feel they may rip off: "yes my Sir...pull 'em, rip them off if you want...hurt my tits for me, stretch me beyond my breaking point. and as i yank the last time the pain burns a path to your clit, an instant flash and fire begins, your clit swells becomes a hard marble aching for my tongue, my fingers, my cock...just to cum so fucking hard you gasp for air, it feels surreal to cum a full body cum, so high, so hard, from your nipples to your clit i look into your wide crying eyes and tell you, "you fucking cunt CUM HARDER BITCH AND CUM NOW! NOW!" instantly you cum, back arches, a deep moan, your hands fly to your tits to squeeze. "cum harder fat-titted cocksucker", i whisper through clenched teeth. your fingers sink deep into your pillow tits. nails digging in. i know they'll bruise...but love to know you can be brutal with yourself. your orgasm deepens and your mind spins. after...i'd carry my whore to a hot tub, wash your hair...clean you head to toe, dry you, take to to the bedroom, fresh bed cloths and unceremoniously dump you in. Curled into one another...talking...until we fall asleep wrapped in one another.
As I said...I don't know you. What I have gleaned from your words and writing tells me your serious, and inexperienced. These are just a few of my hungers. Are they yours? Do they make your cunt wet and will you masturbate to my words. Does head & heart say, 'YES...this is it...what I've read is EXACTLY what I want & need? If not...I'm not for you. Decide who is.
Write me cunt...(I'm letting you feel what the language is like...it's erotic...or you're offended?), tell me your thoughts. If you're feeling with training we could go a lifetime...write me in detail about feelings/thoughts to my writing. If I'm the last owner on the planet you'd want...smile...I hope you find a good match. Gear yourself to a more "modest" wording, service oriented in profile. Just a suggestion. I'm going to remove any suggestion of your name, etc. and throw thins long ass response in journals. Why waste it. Smile. Now shut the fuck up sweet cunt...and consider everything I wrote...
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I received a really sweet response from an inexperienced, but seemingly sincere and honest submissive. Her correspondence was so vulnerable I felt compelled to write giving her as much insight as to who I am as possible. I might well have gone too far...smile, it's rather long. But...I thought it might make a good journal entry...for the additional info in my words. Thanks for reading:
Hi xxxxxx.
First, I appreciate your candor. That's truly rare on CM. Here's the deal with photos: my ex was/is a pro photographer. She had a camera with her all the time...and she took copious pics of us/me. We ended amicably - long story.
When I first created the CM profile...those were the pics on my PC, that's what I used. I can't apologize for that. I guess I should have someone take more candids of me and post those. Smile. Yeah... I would hardly take the time to wade through the crap on CM...only to water-down/who I am/what I want. Don't know if that salves your concerns.
Great profile. Sweet/honest and sincere. That's wildly rare here. Some thoughts:
"I am (WONDERFUL TRAITS SHE DESCRIBES REMOVED TO KEEP ANONYMOUS), beautiful and many more things once you have me."
"Once you have me"...isn't going to sit well with a serious lifestyle dominants It sounds as though you're still caught-up in feeling your attraction is a gift...and the lucky guy wins the princess. There's no humility, nod to the equal-but-unequal nature of owner/submissive. It's ego-centric. A man who owns a submissive/slave, expects her to offer tight respect. If you don't go into this with that paradigm - and/or if yours is not what I'm describing...you don't want to be considered as hard submissive in a real relationship. It's already raised an eyebrow for me. Many PLAY at this. The sub is giggly and purposefully "acts out" so her "Dominant" will catch her, and decide she needs to be "punished" which is either a spanking slipping into making love.
That's fine for some, it's not what I want/need in my whore. I don't fucking play games. Assuming my whore falls deeply in love with me...and I with her...she is able to put her ego aside to embrace obedience, humility/and has the same hunger I do...where the "two" become "one"...and share a desperate & needy love for each other. I know of no more honest and intense/passionate love...I've been around the block a time or two xxxxxxxx.
Training you will take time. Dominant is NOT a badge I wear to compensate for some void inside...smile. It's not WHO I am...it's ONE facet of my personality. I was born with this inclination. I take it stunningly seriously. Dominants (Cap "D"), who advise they know the lifestyle inside out, or profess their spin is the WAY...avoid. This is a role they need to provide something where real comfort in own-skin...is missing. This is long...but you seem honest and new...so offering just my spin.
Training is hard. For me, it's talking at first, getting to know who...at the deepest level...who the other is. True emotional unveiling. Able to share ANYTHING with one another. Good and the shit. You need to love one another for everything he/she is...not a veneer painted for attention. Then deep, revealing conversation explaining my vision of the relationship. Stories, examples, EVERYTHING...so both can determine if they are in-concert. My tit/nipple fetish. Once the two are wildly infatuated, feel this is the one they want to go a lifetime with...that';s the time to imagine different scenarios...and do I WANT THIS. Do the words make your cunt wet, find you breathing rapid-ragged breaths...feeling yes...that's what I need in my life, that control...and all else discussed.
Consider this: words are very important to me. i need a slut who can use them well...and is unafraid to pour everything she is into passionately communicating what's important. i.e.: Take telling a lover, that you love him, and you need to tell him how you are on fire with him: you could say, "I love you so...I don't have the words to tell you". OR...sitting him on the sofa, standing before him, working your skirt up and around your waist to better straddling him, nice, tight, fit, straight-arming the couch-back, your face almost on-top of his - and making hard eye contact saying, "Listen. I am so fucking in love with you...it sometimes scares me. I need you to truly hear this - it's very from my heart. You are so deep in my life, I am so stunningly owned by you...I can't imagine my life without you in it...in me. I will do anything for you, any fucking thing you want or need. Anything. Simply tell me - and i'm all over that. It's done. You...are my life's priority. I can only say this because I am so filled with your essence - OUR essence. I've never felt the need to tell a man these things in my life, just YOU. Can you feel me when I share my head and heart? Can you FEEL my heart and soul in my words?" I can't settle for a simple 'i love you' anymore. I know how stunning love can be. Can you manage words like that xxxxxxxx?
Last consideration: Standing over you, slap your face you become wet...slap again and you moan. on your knees, looking up at me, large soft eyes showing your love & need. i slap each tit watching the nipples become turgid and full, i slap each in turn again, harder, and your head flies back and you groan loudly...that slap you feel in your cunt, right in your swollen clit. i take an aching tit in each hand and squeeze hard. the sensation is woven into the pleasure of feeling that hard squeeze connected to your throbbing and soaking cunt, feeling spasms and the clutch before you cum hard. feeling owned as i hold your essence, and you look up at me, into my eyes as you surrender "i'm a so fucking in love with you, i need you, own me, my body, use it any way you fucking want, i need it desperately so, want you desperately in my life, these are your tits, your cunt, slap them, squeeze them, bruise them and leave your mark on them...anything...just let me love you as i need to desperately...to worship you...and love this filthy whore back i beg you." then i slip to your nipples and yank them out from your body hard so the nipples are long and stretched...i tug harder,and you feel they may rip off: "yes my Sir...pull 'em, rip them off if you want...hurt my tits for me, stretch me beyond my breaking point. and as i yank the last time the pain burns a path to your clit, an instant flash and fire begins, your clit swells becomes a hard marble aching for my tongue, my fingers, my cock...just to cum so fucking hard you gasp for air, it feels surreal to cum a full body cum, so high, so hard, from your nipples to your clit i look into your wide crying eyes and tell you, "you fucking cunt CUM HARDER BITCH AND CUM NOW! NOW!" instantly you cum, back arches, a deep moan, your hands fly to your tits to squeeze. "cum harder fat-titted cocksucker", i whisper through clenched teeth. your fingers sink deep into your pillow tits. nails digging in. i know they'll bruise...but love to know you can be brutal with yourself. your orgasm deepens and your mind spins. after...i'd carry my whore to a hot tub, wash your hair...clean you head to toe, dry you, take to to the bedroom, fresh bed cloths and unceremoniously dump you in. Curled into one another...talking...until we fall asleep wrapped in one another.
As I said...I don't know you. What I have gleaned from your words and writing tells me your serious, and inexperienced. These are just a few of my hungers. Are they yours? Do they make your cunt wet and will you masturbate to my words. Does head & heart say, 'YES...this is it...what I've read is EXACTLY what I want & need? If not...I'm not for you. Decide who is.
Write me cunt...(I'm letting you feel what the language is like...it's erotic...or you're offended?), tell me your thoughts. If you're feeling with training we could go a lifetime...write me in detail about feelings/thoughts to my writing. If I'm the last owner on the planet you'd want...smile...I hope you find a good match. Gear yourself to a more "modest" wording, service oriented in profile. Just a suggestion. I'm going to remove any suggestion of your name, etc. and throw thins long ass response in journals. Why waste it. Smile. Now shut the fuck up sweet cunt...and consider everything I wrote...
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Below are words I offered to one, in hopes of impressing upon her the need for a very special personal integrity, special care she need take in being/staying exceptionally "sound". It was received well. I share the words here, hoping this owner's understanding of a slave's core strength(s) and well-being, is so fundimental to the power needed to surrender so completely:
selecting just one issue to reflect on is your personal awakening. what does impress me, your work to allow hard facts and common sense, to better the scripts of guilt and responsibility that have kept you down personally. i read your text this am, and your comment about no migraines. it's my expectation of an intelligent and savvy whore to have a healthy body and emotional base to be her best in her own life. to serve the the one you choose with clarity, focus and a formidable passion, requires strength i have no words to describe. you are capable of such strength dog.
so before you take the responsibility to your bosom of giving with surgical precision, being available to sate his every need, and to heal him when the world has failed his exceptions of others, find your deepest strengths. slough-off the the bits and pieces of content which would hold you down and back.
find your monsters, mourn them, or slay them, but understand how terribly strong and healthy a slave, a whore, a piece of shit slut needs be, to offer a limitless lover to your owner. such clear and powerful head and heart to be truly fragile and surrender. to plead your owner re-make you to suit his need, the whore must be free of ghosts and fears...and allow herself to me used brutally, reinvented, without losing the slightest slip of her core of enormous clarity and cemter. power you will need to be the cunt you seek to be, to go unafraid to places he will take you, only to see his destination and step before him, look at him with pleading eyes and beg him to take you there...and then as far beyond that as he chooses. you must set his willingness with a look of confidence, respect, desperate need and the words that rock him to risk more...not loose his footing.
the enormous strength to be desperate and needy.
find your center whore. dismiss anything but fact and common sense. let nothing take you down...nothing...lest you fail yourself and your owner when he needs to lean on the only one in this world he trusts and believes in. you must always ask yourself if you are equal to that task. to never think of straying, self, any resistance - and never, "no".
"so often times it happens, that we live our lives in chains, and we never even know we hold the key" eagles.
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i've found the most complex can be reduced to simplest terms through the fires of hard love. hard love...i don't know. there's a better word, i just come back to that. the surrender is so complete...i think one goes deeply in the affect, leaves some "should" behind. is so involved in obsession that when he touches her face, she cries.
i know how that sounds. that i've been there, experienced her look of loss for words, the trembling lip and chin, then tears. early in my life when i asked what was wrong...this one was able to tell me perhaps better than most since, "can't you see...i'm so wonderfully lost in you, who you are, it's difficult for me to believe we are one, that "i" am the whore you chose of all the whores that conspired to have you, you chose me...and just your touch, at times, makes me body shiver. i wait in a special & wonderful place for your direction to "cum" and ready my body to let itself go and explode...yes for us, mostly for you. to show i can do what you ask, give what you need, afraid you'll go away...even when you tell me you own my ass...the tears then are for me, relief, finding i can go deeper, and find the ways to lift your jaded soul to the heights you need, you want for me, but i need to take you to...that's what's the matter my one...it feels so thin to say, but how, my god, how i adore you".
i wrote that down the afternoon it she explained so not to ever forget. it's 99% the way it was spoken.
what i did not understand then (perhaps she did) was that her words and love (the words not being the least) took me to places where other sluts could not. i remember so much of her, her stunning tits, eyes, the smell of her hair, the flatness of her sweet belly, the feel of her puffy labia in my mouth, her generous lips...but i think mostly her words. how they, more than anything, made me shiver, filled me so, took me somewhere i never knew.
sometimes it's how a woman loves, the singular one who can do magic w/out knowing she has, that is more important than anything else in the world.
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“i want you to feel as i feel, to long as i long, to crave as i crave, i want your warm heart to set your soul on fire, just like mine is on fire, i want your whole being, your whole existence to burst into flames just like mine is in flames. i want your dreams to haunt you with my image, just like mine are haunting me …with yours. and i want god to make my wish come true, if he doesn’t, then he is not my god anymore.”
Joshua
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Tired and fairly jazzed, I read a recent mailing and was struck with my reaction. I found this slave's response fresh and it lifted my spirits a bit, and it did not take much really. Here is part of my response to her:,
your last comment was thunderous. raking past those who simply do not
get it here, your , "i do feel i could be the fucking whore you need"
opened doors of curiosity. i did not tell you to have that attitude, to surrender that much, and it made me feel as one does, when far away, and someone talks of home. warmed.
i ask whore that you, from the first with me,
let yourself go - to the degree with which you trust and feel you can be genuine - utilizing words to paint our conversation in bold, bright colors of
surrender, intensity and need. this would have hit me even harder:, 'this stupid fucking big
titted whore feels she could be your worthless dog'.
i'm very
intense. i'm also very moved by sincerity and sweetness without any
agenda, other to make my world right, and allow me to show you how to
make "ours" right as well. i hope that made sense. often the romantic and sensualist that i am gets the better of me and i ramble, trying to capture a salient point.
If this blurb provides any insight as to who I am, strikes a chord in you, well another piece of the puzzle <smile>.
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I am sick of the dark carnival that CM is. I stay because now & then a sincere and gentle soul does make contact, and she and I begin discovery. No, the right one I've not found real-time, nor here.
Instructions are largely pointless on a site dominated by people who seek any type of ego-stroke, or women who see this as a stage to titillate with the little they offer. If your profile says nothing about you, leave me alone. All the, "..." profiles, keep it. May I recommend AOL chats. More people there and it's free!
Tough shit if you don't like my words, I do and this is what counts. Ladies, if you have nothing to offer but elementary school pranks...SELL IT TO SOMEONE ELSE. I'll see it in a snap and dust you. If you are here to connect whore, and discuss if our words, desires, goals, and tastes are in concert, write me humbly, as a slave would. Present yourself sweetly and gracefully. It will be my pleasure to 'talk' with 'true' slaves of character and are actualized women. Joshua |
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I've made reference to the "players" on CM. I found a definition for 'player' that's fits those who play here (on CM) rather well. See if you agree:
"When you have been played someone has performed for you and you have fallen into a game.
That person has performed and made you feel like the star. When in reality they only wanted your attention for the time being and will let you loose when it's over.
This has nothing to do with who you are or how gullible you may be. This is their problem. Most players are looking for attention and you just happen to be there. So please, do not take it personally.
I tell my friends, “there are empty people and full people. Empty people will fill their lives with as many people as possible so that they feel full and full people can stand alone and have other people because they enjoy them, not because they need them.” Players are empty people." |
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I received mail from a female I'd seen browsing, but opted not to make contact. Her profile was sparse, and s/m loving wasn't mentioned or referenced in "interests." She was curious, in her mail, why I had never written though viewed her profile. I explained the lack of information and common interests. 'But I do share those interests', she wote. I strongly encourage revealing words. Be as factual and complete in your profiles as you are able. Leave the bone dry profiles to the 'PLAYERS' here (they've no serious intent regardles...I believe.) If seriously looking, as am I, provide sufficient detail to allow another to lock on...or move on. |
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Reading my profile this morning, I realised, that like many others, a lot of labels are used to describe what we want, but far too few "feelings." To that end: There are too many strangers that do not care in the day. I want a woman/slave who, fbecause of her nature, can fully embrace me...head, heart, and soul, until I feel warmed and whole again. Granted this love is not easly found when melded with a slut who adores pain, humiliation, degradation, being exhibited...and being called whore, in short, anything to help me cathect my issues. That's important...don't know if you grokked it. That woman becomes "home" to me...as I will be her home. I will always feel unerstood and cared for in her knowing arms and mind. It's not that I cannot care for myself...I can and well, this care is more for the soul, and something we deny ourselves because we cannot imagine it exists. It does...and I want it. In return, I am able to offer the same for my slave. I want no limits, to feel no constraints. When I call my slave a fucking whore, something is being "worked out." it is not to demean. It's to go further, to throw off restrictions, to go where many will not...experience freedoms that are there but for the taking. Then to creatively care for the whore who would die without me, is a natural instinct to protect and love what possibly no one else on earth could do for me. The loving and Passions are SO FUCKING INTENSE. I'm not certain if this entry is clear. I suppose the slave who understands me will write and say,"It just clicked...it's exactly what I wish to offer...and receive." Just processing. If it helps you sweet whore...by all means write me...smile. Joshua. |
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Photos. I'm reminded, by photos of women wearing this combination, that a simple tank top (no bra of course), and a very, very short denim skirt (tattered hem somehow lends to appeal?), make me absolutely crazed. Should we ever talk, and you decide to pass photos along, if you have yourself garbed thusly...by all means...smile. |
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Whew. I was expecting a more "tightly-invested" community here because of the singularity of interest. I'm fairly certain my attitude in words reflected my frustration with PLAYERS here. Stunning there are so many. Running a search seems pointless. I've found the CM admin. staff a pleasure when asking for/getting info.
The best I can offer is the profile I present is genuine, the photos are as well, and my philosophies and perceptions are put to words as clearly and sincerely as one can who expects the same in return.
To those sweet souls that have stepped out of the CM site to offer warmth and honesty, how refreshing...and they know who they are. Perhaps stop playing for a while, say hello, and at least get to know some real people here. I'm one. |
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Age: 20 |
Florida |
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