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On this site, My Vanilla life is probably a kink. *grin*

If you are looking for a lifetime of faithful service to a Lady who will cherish you, you may read on. The service I need is cleaner/cook/driver, and help at church. Seriously, I am not looking for a play toy. I need someone to do a boring servant job. I do not have energy or strength to type a lot. I do not take chat requests. I am not a FemDom. My service dog helps me walk. I have a prescription for him. He does not need a play toy, either. Do NOT ask to abuse him or do illegal acts with him. Male or female is fine. (Yes, I will consider intersex people and people with genetic dysphoria.) I offer affectionate ownership and gentle control. Pay is part time. Children OK. Pets OK. ***

Filter to save U/us both time:

If you want casual fun and/or S&M, you may move on now.

I am "puffy" from cortisone. If you are looking for a latex or leather Model, move along.

If you abuse legal mood/mind altering stuff or use illegals--and don't want to quit--move on.

If you are in a RL relationship, seek multiple partners, switch, want money (LOL), or want to share scary diseases*, move along.

* Have, okay. SHARE, not okay.

If you are a habitual criminal, mind gamer, playah, or Drama queen, use the Back button now. You can't smoke anything and live with me. I have asthma, which is triggered by smoking. (That includes the particles and gases that cling to clothes, skin, and hair.)

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I have pretty poor mobility now, and still want to enjoy God's beautiful creation with a permanent, faithful sub/slave. [currently working on the funding]

My handle Khurrem means "Laughing One," matching my cheerful personality.

I'm a STRAIGHT Southern Lady with a natural gift for dominance. My style is gentle, firm guidance. I believe in Positive Reinforcement, not abuse, but a line crosser will learn all about "Extreme Tedium."

I'd like to chat with you if you seek submissive service to Me. (Sorry, My typing ability and energy are very limited.) you will please me with your offer to chat. I won't be offended by your honesty and sincerity. Please don't call me "Goddess." You may call me Khurrem or Ma'am. And please don't lead with your kink! *smiles gently* Remember that I will not entertain you.

NOTE: Service means "doing things for O/others" -- like making tea the way I like it, driving carefully, basic cooking, and light housekeeping. (The dust bunnies shouldn't dom U/us.) I'm looking for a single man/boy, a single girl, an older girl, a boy/girl with children and/or critter pets. You may be either a slave or sub. (Yes, they are different dynamics, but equally valuable to Me.)

Do not expect a dungeon. I'm also not looking for someone to wear me out with discipline issues. (For that, I could get a chihuahua.)

My hobbies include Bible study, reading, gardening, crafts, cooking and baking, pets, and building stuff in Second Life (when I'm not busy in First Life). In warm, dry weather, I hope to resume "lite" versions of outdoor activities like camping and fishing. I enjoy gentle traveling.

My ability to type varies with the weather, and possibly with the migratory patterns of butterflies. I am rarely logged in to the online "virtual world," Second Life, as Khurrem Hashi.
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ALLERGY ALERT (Y/you): I have a Service dog and/or pup, as well as an indoor cat.* (Most people don't react to her dander.)
ALLERGY ALERT (Me): Smoking is VERY bad for me. (Don't try to fool either of U/us. Particles cling to clothes, hair, and car interiors.)

SLOBBER ALERT: I also have a Service Dog (half Lab, half Saint Bernard) who helps me walk and haul groceries. He's learning genteel behavior quickly, and only drools a little now. * And yes, I do dominate the cat. *smiles* She dominates the dog. All is as it should be.

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2/27/2013 5:50:19 AM

In a contest between a Domme and a drama queen, guess who wins? I have just dismissed a Vanilla live-in caregiver for cause--cause she thought playing on her internet phone (which I paid for) was more important than those little details... feeding me regularly, cleaning, laundry, all that petty stuff she was hired to do. So if the question is, can Vanilla folk top from the bottom? Ohhh, yesh! *facepalm* They can get fired for it, too. This is only the second time I have had to fire someone, so I can count my blessings.

 Now I have a sweet, helpful live-out who is fun to visit with when the cleaning is done. And I am eating my own cooking again. 8^D

 I moved into a 2-BR apartment with plenty of room for the alarm cat, wheelchair, giant dog to pull wheelchair at a canter *wheeeeeeee!*, and sundry other appliances, some more useful than others.

 *considers converting walker into a restraining device--not so big a stretch as you might think*

 I am planting some herbs on shelves in the spare room. Imagine that, having the thyme and basil even closer than a patio garden! And while I am grubbing in the soil, I am going to splurge on some nice nail colors. (Mixed messages R us)

 Life is sweet.

 The alarm cat just went off. Time for the first med of the day. *shakes pill bottle to reset awesome alarm cat*


7/19/2011 5:33:01 PM

oh, the joy of finally having a new, broken keyboard. To replace the old, broken keyboard. *facepalm* I will have a working keyboard in a week or two. When I can reach the phone numbers, I'll call the people I owe calls to. CMails must wait, as well. My regrets!


5/13/2011 6:02:55 PM

Update on me: I am typing this with 10 fingers! Yay. Thank God, I can type again, if slowly. I suspect it still hurts a lot tho, since I feel a twinge now and then. So, back to 6-finger typing for me. o.O

 

Update on the dog: He is going to be GREAT with his new family. They are wonderful people, and he is so careful of the smaller children. He even keeps an eye on them so he doesn't lose them when they walk him. Its so sweet to watch him step right up to the plate as a gentle guardian. They are all thrilled with him.

 

The dog is still gaining skills rapidly, and is learning how to really love his human family. This rehab project is a big success. I feel grateful that God has let me serve Him in this answer to prayers.

 

Update on the new dog: The property lawyers put a kink in my plans. I can't bring in a puppy. It has to be a "trained dog"--so fine, I just brought the problem to the Lord. (He HAS no problems!) He had a local rescue group catch an abandoned Boxer-Lab. They are giving him basic obedience training, so he will come "trained" as required. Tomorrow, they are bringing the dog to my home for us to meet. I'll give the dog some  IQ and compatibility tests. (He has passed basic temperament tests easily.) His pictures show a gentle, submissive expression and an impressive chest. I have a good feeling about this dog.

 

The new guy's only a year old and size Large, so he still has some filling out to do--for a year or so. I will have to be careful to maintain healthy bones until they fuse at about age 2. And yes, its another guy--who will want to check the p-mail constantly.... It makes me wonder if I'm going to be training him for me or for another loving home. Either way, it is a very rewarding feeling, almost as good as helping humans grow and find our "Forever home."


4/4/2011 6:21:27 PM

Another 2 weeks of bondage to this hand cast.  Lesson learned: I am SOOOOOO not a switch! *chuckles*

 

Its been fun to chat by CMail with some nice people--it still takes Me a while to respond, alas.


3/21/2011 10:13:46 AM

Guess I'll shift to a few observations about My CM inbox.

 

*  Nearly E/everyone who contacts me has read my profile, at least. Way to go, high five! / you please Me greatly, as appropriate. :-D

 

*  So many slaves who respond still want to be hurt--physically, emotionally, mentally, spiritually.  :*(   Even if hurting someone didn't horrify me, I haven't the energy for it.  Why are so few precious gems attracted to positive reinforcement? *Cuddles cat & ponders*


That second item is exactly what makes My search a tough one. Its hard to find a slave who's fulfilled by no-strings housework/driver duties without CBT and sex toys. I understand--its a strong drive. *smiles gently*

 

I'm surprised by the low female response, but that drive IS very strong. (Maybe they fear some kind of entrapment on My part. I'm told I read as "more dominant than women usually are." I don't mean to be scary....) I have found at least one good Christian sub friend here, though--a happy outcome for us both. 

 

If I had the financial resources, I could fly in a wonderful candidate for interviewing, but that's kind of the point right now. If I were flush, I could hire part-time help. If I could work, I would. While I am "iffing"....  If I were not so dominant, I could look for a Vanilla roommate. *chuckles wryly* Ah, well! It is what it is. God provides!


3/21/2011 9:28:10 AM

And the punchline of the "dog joke" -- I've been civilizing him for a nice Christian kid whose big dog died recently (of old age). Doesn't God have a delightful sense of humor? :-D

 

My reward for all my efforts is a Greater Swiss Mountain pup, just the right age for training. I am so stoked! I would have done it for HIM for nothing, just to please HIM, but HE chooses to give me a precious gift. *enamored sigh*

 

 


3/20/2011 9:23:50 PM

Yay, no surgery, finger still well set. Thank God! Few more weeks in cast. Does add new level of inconvenience to an inconvenient situation. Not able to support housebound slave, of course--but sure would enjoy having a part-time butler/housekeeper/driver for now. Oh well! I'll wear a sling when I take the bus to the market.

 

So inactive, need to go low carb. Awwwww. :-D Probably why I'm sensitive to low-grade cotton now,  too. *gives whiny nerve cells more aftercare* 

 

Time to enjoy my dog's contented snores. He worked hard today, dragging me around at church.


3/13/2011 7:09:49 AM

Still sleeping off the broken bones. Thanks for the well wishes. Will respond to msg buddies soon. *smile* -- Lady K


3/8/2011 2:58:09 AM

broken finger, hand in cast. will be a few weeks. *smiles*


2/15/2011 8:50:16 PM

Wow, did we get snowed in. It took 3 days of 60's temperatures to reduce us to a small patch of ice on the front lawn. It gave one of my neighbors a great excuse to walk my dog. And I made her hot chocolate for sweeping my walk. 100% Cacao Ghirardelli bar chocolate melted into hot milk is pretty close to a controlled substance! Mmmmm.

 

I'm taking a big step on the service dog front. He's going to have to sit still before someone pets him. And during. And shortly thereafter. (This is a heads up: Its probably wise to invest in spikes, bull chains, and sledge hammers. I can see my local cityscape littered with slightly used specimens, often a few feet apart, and many of them twisted into unusable wreckage. ;D )


12/29/2010 6:50:34 PM

I saw a really neat Dogs 101, where an owner trained 2 hard-headed Basenjis to obey sign language commands, and took the dogs to a school for deaf children. (It is good for the children because they improve their language skills.) *glances at Service Dog (SD) with a speculative gleam in My eye* I bet we have returning veterans with hearing impairment in this area.... *almost feels sorry for SD, but not quite, snicker*

 

I know the commands for sit and down, which W/we've been working on in regular English. Now anytime he wants anything from me, he tries a pretty sit and a cheeky grin. Works like a... oh wait. Doesn't work at all. Poor baby! He can't even charm his way to the top in my home. *chuckles*

 

Its rainy and cool these days, so the cat and dog are cuddly, even with each other. I like having the chance to see them interact well, but it does keep me from walking the dog as much as I'd like. I want to walk the frisk out of him, so he doesn't get frantic for exercise. He, however, wants to stand and sniff the smells that the damp breeze blows to him. For, I don't know, hours maybe! So I guess he isn't as underwalked as he might be.

 

It appears that doing his job is good for 2 or 3 times as much exercise as a plain walk. SD loves his job, even when there is no bus riding involved, so I'll just watch him closely. He's a strong dog, and I want him to maintain good health in muscle, bone, and joints. As a 4-year-old giant, the fact is that his life was probably half over when I first saw him. In contrast, my cat is nearly 10, and is probably about halfway through her life. It is hard to think that I will have to be training his replacement soon after SD passes his final working exams and becomes a registered Therapy Dog. I'm treasuring every success, every moment of bonding. SD is just living in the moment. I've just petted him and he's just licked my hand. Which of us is more content? I, who can anticipate his future triumphs, or him, comfortably anchored in the Now?

 

On another topic, I have to say that I've been enjoying the little chats I've had with some of the members of this site. I've even "traded languages" a couple of times. Since I'll be stuck resting in place for a few days, I'm going to lurk in the boards until my eyes twirl. After I get some rest from a bit of cooking and housework. *wry grin*

 

 


12/20/2010 10:29:03 AM
What a busy week this has been! I've been charmed by a lad with a true talent for service and a chuckle in his keyboard.  W/we shall keep getting to know each other and see how it goes. *big smile*

12/16/2010 4:48:23 AM
The potential for my social life is expanding--the Service Dog (SD) has learned the fine art of lying quietly under the table in a restaurant. With more experience, and a durable play toy, he's also getting used to lying quietly in various venues. A local screenwriters' group alternates between meeting in a small theater, small businesses, and classroom-type areas. W/we've attended several meetings, with good reactions.

SD also shows an affinity for good music. (His tail wags in time with the beat--rather sweet.) When I win my disability case, I'm signing up for whatever cultural options are available to me. Surely the local university offers matinee plays, concerts, and such. And think of it! Dining out on better fare than pizza! In the absence of a "My own" to lean on, I'll cheerfully settle for SD's strong shoulder and quiet presence at my feet.

Come to think of it, when I win my case, I need to get speech-typing software. I have a couple of ideas for plays. It isn't the same as writing software user manuals, but I can still communicate meaningfully with thoughtful people. *smiles and adds to research list*

I have also found a potential recumbent tricycle. TerraTrike could give me back low-pain access to fresh air and exercise. *pictures a 2-hour pack "walk" in the comfort of a high-ride 8-speed with a headrest and bug shield*

When Life gives you lemons, slice them into your iced tea and thank God you're a Southern Belle!

12/16/2010 4:48:11 AM
The potential for my social life is expanding--the Service Dog (SD) has learned the fine art of lying quietly under the table in a restaurant. With more experience, and a durable play toy, he's also getting used to lying quietly in various venues. A local screenwriters' group alternates between meeting in a small theater, small businesses, and classroom-type areas. W/we've attended several meetings, with good reactions.

SD also shows an affinity for good music. (His tail wags in time with the beat--rather sweet.) When I win my disability case, I'm signing up for whatever cultural options are available to me. Surely the local university offers matinee plays, concerts, and such. And think of it! Dining out on better fare than pizza! In the absence of a "My own" to lean on, I'll cheerfully settle for SD's strong shoulder and quiet presence at my feet.

Come to think of it, when I win my case, I need to get speech-typing software. I have a couple of ideas for plays. It isn't the same as writing software user manuals, but I can still communicate meaningfully with thoughtful people. *smiles and adds to research list*

I have also found a potential recumbent tricycle. TerraTrike could give me back low-pain access to fresh air and exercise. *pictures a 2-hour pack "walk" in the comfort of a high-ride 8-speed with a headrest and bug shield*

When Life gives you lemons, slice them into your iced tea and thank God you're a Southern Belle!

12/15/2010 9:25:07 AM
I'm still focusing on dog training. This guy is my "organic walker," and he'll be extra hands and carrying strength during future flare-ups of arthritis or fibromyalgia. This makes his training very important to my quality of life. He's good for my ego, too. I can take the credit for his great response to training! *grins*

Its been a couple of weeks since my last bad flare-up, so I'm cautiously raising our activity level. the Service Dog (SD) is running in the tennis court, where several other dogs also get running time. That gives his nose something to sniff, and time to use his eyes and ears as well. Some minimal obedience play keeps him clear about our pack "pecking order." It isn't a pack walk every day, but it is quality activity and W/we're getting closer to that goal. He still won't do more than 10 minutes on the treadmill, and I suspect boredom is the issue there. Maybe I should up the ante with little cheese cubes.

After a little time away, W/we had a successful trip to church. As excited as he was to see the bus, SD was a gem to harness and leash.  SD brought me straight to Sunday school, smiled at people but didn't lunge, and didn't try to "dance" with any little old ladies. *blush* (On his hind legs, he's only 5 feet tall--I dunno what all the fuss is about.) My only problem was that he waited until the sermon was half over to whine his "choir solo." *blush+* Somebody is going to have to do a better job of watering bushes between class and service.

Still, people at every place we go comment on his improvement since his first few visits as a trainee. He's done almost 2 year's worth of training in only 4 months. I'm so proud of SD's achievements. Its a pleasure to tell him what a good boy he is and body rub him, from the Top, of course. Heh.

SD is chomping on fewer fingers than ever. This is great news on two fronts: I don't have to learn to count in base 9, and I don't have to remember his neck scarf (so I could offer a hankie while I'm apologizing for the slobber he drooled on the latest sweet little old lady  o.O  ).

I have hope that W/we're extinguishing the hand-chewing greeting completely. This dog is so smart and eager to obey, yet so capable of independent decision making. To replace the old "hand fetish," SD has developed the habit of foot licking. This is a much happier alternative. His tongue feels like a soft, warm cloth (no slime, yay!). It makes me see the value of a good foot washing. Mmmmmm. *chuckles*

We're working on retrieving his leash, and once again SD has put his own spin on the trick. He'll pick up the leash for me, as soon as I touch it first. Yah, that's a BIG help when I don't want to bend over. *eyes roll* On the other hand, he's learning the procedure twice as fast as I could have expected. This type of retrieve takes months to learn. It is well worth my patience. He'll be able to fetch medicines, bags of craft projects, dropped items--and maybe, someday, if W/we live long enough... his leash!

Well, I've fallen asleep 3 times while writing this booklet and its now the middle of a new day. My fingers aren't speaking to me anymore, so I guess I'd better let them rest a bit. I'm going to start training SD on retrieve with an empty med bottle tonight. I'll need some fortitude, but I'm sure W/we'll have a great session. I have cheese for a bribe--er, reward!

12/12/2010 1:00:46 AM
The Service Dog has really blossomed since he finally got the idea that he's "extra large, but not in charge." All it takes is calm, consistent insistence on a set of rules that suit his personality and profession. (And all it takes to fly is flapping your arms quickly and consistently. Heh!)

That submissive role is vital for success in SD's job. Otherwise, he'd fall back into the old pattern of hauling the "owner" over to every stranger, jumping and pawing and begging for pets. Truth to tell, he's so pretty and friendly that perfect strangers call him over to them during walks, and even when he's working. (So what's "perfect" about such poor manners? :-P ) There's nothing like getting dragged sideways off my cane to remind me of the ole' spinal injuries.... I'm hand sewing him a service dog vest this week, God willing. Maybe that will help some in the human manners department. I mean, I don't pet their cute children without asking THEIR permission! *wry brow twitch*

The bus is free for us, and there are lots of free places in reach on healthy days. SD loves the bus, and half the riders have his name by heart. He is a big fan of shopping, using his nose to seek out foods that he thinks might interest me--like the refrigerated cases. (Smell this, Master. Meat! Hunks and hunks of MEAT! See? See? Right here--follow my nose! *chuckles*)

SD doesn't understand the purpose of library books--he sniffs at them, but there's not much there except old smells of people, their snacks, and maybe their cats. On the other hand, there *are* other patrons who ask to pet him. Plus++! Again, half the librarians and baristas know his name. (He really *is* that cute, even at 90 pounds.)

SD has made it through my first bad flare-up since I got him 4 months ago, which pretty much confined us to the house for a few weeks. Happily, we can use an old, beat-up tennis court with a seriously high fence. His leash ties the gate shut and he can run like a racehorse--if the weather is cool enough. Unhappily, its hard for me to stay upright during a flare-up, even in my walker chair. Maybe next time I'll woman up enough to drag out a plastic stool and lean against the fence.

The key task is mine, to put the next flare-up off as long as possible. That calls for some hard decisions. I'd originally figured that sitting on a bus would be rest time. Instead, I have to factor that into activity time. Life just has to be a lot less active to control "downtime." I have to balance SD's need for a daily pack walk with my needs for interaction and rest.  My need for a neat home just has to get dialed down. *sigh*

Maybe I can teach SD to do chores! He's already an expert at "washing" any dish that hits the floor. *wink*

10/6/2010 12:01:25 AM
Service dog training is going pretty well. He's learned to bring me his leash, which he loves to wear. I like having him lie at my feet, too.  Hmmmm. lol Heck, he even tries to top me from the bottom, now and then! I think I'll keep him. *grins*

9/4/2010 2:15:56 PM
Wow, I got Me a real service dog! At least, a bus riding fool of a dog. We're going to get certified for therapy work. That'll give Me something great to do every week. 

I'm really seeing the Service Dog's (SD) confidence in Me grow. Just the other day, he calmly stood by and watched Me handle an aggressive drunk. (Poor drunk; he tries to stroke his macho by bullying a graying-haired crippled lady, and dang if She ain't Dominant! Just not the dude's day. *snickers*) Today, the dog and I got the superfriendly, shamefaced walk-by that tells Me things are gonna be OK. (At least when he's sober.) Alcohol is a nasty Master. *shakes head sadly*

The weather's cooling and it finally rained here. The apartment manager thinks My chocolate chip cookies are eye-rolling good! Life is great, except for My kitchen sink. *sighs and heads off to domme the dishes*

8/21/2010 5:15:00 AM
The dog has finally succeeded in submitting to the Cat. Oh, happy day. Now She's only giving him mild discipline for correction. *smiles* Even better, he's learning that My arm is not infinitely long, like those retractable leashes. (I'll admit, its an inch or two longer than it was last week at this time, but hey, perfect symmetry is boring, right?) Monday, I take the dog down to My medical clinic and sit him on the floor scale. (I'm not so sure about the advertised weight. What is it with guys, anyway? Their dogs are always heavier than reality by 20 pounds or more, and we all know about the length issue!) Then W/we'll take our first bus ride. Film at eleven.... >.>

8/19/2010 4:45:21 AM
Dominance comes in handy in unexpected ways. My newbie service dog is with Me now for training. (Getting a late start in his career.) He can be a strong-headed fellow, but at least he sits for the Cat when She hisses at him. *chuckles*  Being half-Lab, half-St. Bernard dog, he's fitting in well with My training style. Lots of praise and pets for doing right, quick/minimal correction when he screws up. He steadies Me almost as well as My walker does and he's going to be a lot easier to take on the bus--self folding, heh.

5/3/2009 9:18:03 PM
 

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