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There are those who play at life, and those who live. Which are you? I could tell of a thousand events that make me who I am. There is a time and place for everything, the surface of the ice cream is often taken as being the whole.
Prepare to be courted, if ye have the time. If not, then look elsewhere. Be careful though. I may take more than your body. No I nae want your money. I may want your soul.
There is that danger Lass. Contemplate that, my dear. You've submitted yourself so completely, so totally, that I absorb every aspect of you. You become part of me- forever.
What pray tell, can ye see upon the untrod path?
What mysteries await the venturesome?
Is that a Will o' Wisp near the moor?
Stand ye none too long upon the threshold.
The whispers of the Sidhe that becken thee, will not often be repeated.
Aye, I wear a kilt.
It gives me power over the mensch. Hardly a day goes by wherein a lass cannot resist asking me aboot it. Even the straightest man will check me out.
A further point- research Polyamory before you contact me.
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Well it's looking a lot like Xmas. There is a young lady whom I've become smitten with. The feeling appears to be mutual. Thank you one and all to those who've replied or inquired. If this appears to become what I think it is- Permanent, I will be deactiviting this profile. But will probably keep it up and running to allow the site master some proof of the effectiveness of his/her site. |
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I find Vampiric Entities to simply be an obsession with me. Whether it be the Anne Rice Vampire, or the Brian Lumley kind and everything not in between. Much has been stated comparing the similarities between the Venus Fly Trap and a Vampire. Take the Succubus for instance, often times she is portrayed as the completely lucious creature every man would die for.... Yet, despite the presence of bat like wings, and often times clawed talons for feet, a man's eyes are drawn instead to her body.
In Life Force, the movie and the Book, (which was orignally called- Space Vampires), much is made of the similarity of comets and disasters. Apparently for good reason. Of course all it takes is for one guy to develop thoughts of necrophilia to screw up a whole bunch of folk's evening. It actually scared me a couple of times the first time I saw it. The sight of Patrick Stewart vomiting up a day's worth of blood donations, and what was left of a hot redhead exploding in frustration.
But ultimately the vamps were wasteful. All they got were souls. That and one nicely lit up spaceship. Big Deal. I could've worked up a nicer system far far cheaper in terms of energy sources.... sigh. |
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Cats. I've got four of them. I intended to have only one. But the other three that I (own?), were abandoned by ex-neighbors. To me, it is a hypocritical attitude to take when they say they want to respect life, and then abandon a cat. Cats are like children. They depend on their owners. Of course it's a toss up on whom is dominating whom in a Cat/Person relationship. But I do know where my responsibilities lie. |
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What is the one part of a woman's body that, when properly stimulated, allows her the most satisfying orgasms? Her mind. There are those ladies I've stimulated to orgasm by switching them. How is that possible? By discovering what it is that she wants. What stimulates her, her fantasies, her desires. A woman is incredibly forgiving when it comes to her fantasy. One doesn't have to be Fabio, one just has to be able to simulate Fabio. Being a Dom is more than be a control freak and getting your jollies. It's hard. So when I have that subbie bent over, I have to listen to her breathing, make sure she's not gasping or choking. I have to insure that she's not going to pass out and get a concussion. I have to know her well enough to react to her cries. Was that a whimper of excessive pain? Or was that a whimper of mounting pleasure? I'd better know. When switching. I take the time, and tease carefully. The body does release endorphins, but they don't start at the first lash. I keep an eye on the welts. Too hard and raised welts are a possibility. Too lightly and she will be bored. I pace myself. A switched orgasm isn't always the most intense, but usually the next one she has with her beau immediately following the switched orgasm- is. Multitasking, the toughest job you'll ever love. |
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The Sex Corps. The Corps is about personal growth. The Corps is about service to an other. The Corps will mold you into that which you need to be. For membership in the Sex Corps contact your nearest Dom Sergeant today. The uniform for the Corps is the standard dog collar, along with your Corp name scribed onto a dog tag, both of which will be selected and fitted for you at the appropriately named- Petco. However, your rank insignia (Toyman) will be personally made for you by the one whom you will be both serving and learning from. It is another dog tag, but it is made of leather. It is a disc pierced by three holes. The three holes symbolise the three holes of the recruit awaiting training. The rank of the Toyman is indicated by the studs (or lack thereof) that pierce those holes. The ranks are, in order: Toyman Basic- Three holes. Toyman Second Class- One Stud in one of the holes. Toyman First Class- Two Studs. Senior Toyman- Three Studs. The rank is awarded by your Drill Instructor upon certain criteria that you will learn during your extensive training. In the Corps you will learn how to not only please your Drill Sergeant (Dom). But also any current or future Masters. Like the usual military, a lot will be expected of you. You will be taught how to walk, how to talk, and dress. Dress, not only yourself, but your Drill Instructor as well. You will become his personal Valet as part of your training. You will be required to dress, undress, scrub his back and body in the shower. Plus whatever tasks you've willingly agreed to beforehand. Expect to go camping in the outdoors. After all, where else than the great outdoors for outdoor bondage? Your body heat will be put to good use in many circumstances. Be prepared for the time of your life. |
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In retrospect I guess that it shouldn't come as a surprise that so many young ladies got into trouble during Basic Training. By that I mean they offered themselves to some of the Drill Instructors. Not all of the T.I.'s they offered themselves to were male..... I remember one lady who was caught in flagrante delicto. She was asked to return home and never come around again. He got to transfer to Leavenworth. I wonder how many lassies discovered their liking to be dominated, when they went to Boot Camp. 24/7 for weeks and weeks, every aspect of their existence is controlled by some truly demanding male figures. After all, the Camp exists for the sole purpose of tearing down the old psyche and creating a new one. One that takes orders willingly and eagerly. Not too shabby. |
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In Celtic Folklore, there is the Leanan Sidhe (shee). A dark Fey who lives off of her victims life force. Some of them drink the blood of their victims as well. But the Sidhe isn't a true parasite. Instead the Sidhe is more of a synergistic creature. For the Sidhe is attracted to artists of every mold. It appears that there is a mutual enhancement between the artist and a Sidhe. For when she is feeding on the artist- the artist produces the best work they've ever produced. W.B. Yeats has no little to say concerning her. |
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Here's a homework assignment. Google Polyamory, and understand what it means before contacting or replying to me. ...Connect to Poly Match Maker for more info. |
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For some time I've been trying to come up with a Dom Persona that allows me to assume the role. I guess I'm a perfectionist when it comes to doing something. Well I remembered an old joke during one my boring times today at work- How many Drill Instructors does it take to make love? A- Three, two to do it and one to count cadence. Why do they need someone to count cadence? Because they're such control freaks due to the amount of discipline they've gone under.....
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Military Drill Instructor. But not just any Military, it'd have to be a take off of the Air Force. So.... Sex Force. I like that idea. Enlisted Ranks- Toyman instead of Airman. (Sex Toys), So naturally as Drill Instructor I'd be a Dom Sergeant. I think I'm on to something. "So you think you've got what it takes to be a member of the Sex Force do you?" "Well you're gonna have to go through Basic Training Lass. And I'm the one to put you through the paces." "From here on, you're gonna call me either Sarge or Sir". "I will address you as Toyman (name I give you) Box". You will never use a personal pronoun, or refer to yourself in the first person when you're under my command." I'd think that mandatory P.E. will not include a mile and a half run, so I'll have to come up with some other aerobic activity. This has potential, not only for those who wish to be subbies, but also for those who want to be doms eventually. For are not the best doms the ones who were once subs? "O.K. Toyman Box, I'm going to step out for a bit. I hereby order you to give your boyfriend the best damned blowjob he's had in his life, during my outing. When I return I'm going to ask him two questions. 1) Was it in fact the best damned blowjob he's had in his life? 2)Did you remember to swallow every drop? If I get anything other than an unqualified Yes, you will recieve 5 strokes from my riding crop that I carry. Here's an incentive swat for you to think of while I'm gone. I'll be back in precisely one hour."
Well I'll say one thing for my job, it sure as hell inspires my muse. (And she has got to be the Muse who got herself kicked out of Olympus for being too freaky). |
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I remember reading a book about the Emperors of Rome. One author had an unusual way of describing Valerius Messalina (wife of Caligula)- "She opened three gates to the Ambassadors of Cupid".
The first time I read that, my reaction was- Huh? It took me awhile to figure out the euphemism. If I take someone on to be my pet, or student. That is a requirement I may demand. Be warned.
Taoism, as far as the Chinese Gentlemen were concerned, was considered not only a way of life, but also another form of Sexual Vampirism. The Taoist gentleman and need for long life often involved his withholding his semen as much as possible, yet having sex with his concubines as much as possible as well. One woodcut I remember involved a Gentleman performing oral sex upon one of his mistresses with another in attendance. The explanation- was to the tune of- The Gentleman can devour the life essence of his mistress only after bringing her to Orgasm. (Note that my translation doesn't contain all of the standard Oriental euphemisms such as Jade Gate, Jade Staff (etc). as such is much shorter) BUT he has to insure that he swallows ALL of her juices she expels in the process. |
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So many different things to try. But the most I can offer for a pony girl is walking behind her with a pair of coconut shells. I'm not into training, riding, or hooking one up to a cart. NOW, a puppy-girl on the other hand.......
The problem with the concept of Vampires, is that there is an inherent danger in being a Vampire Hunter. The biggest one- becoming the next meal. Crikey! I'd rather wrestle a crocodile. The Soul or Lifeforce Vampire is a particurlarly wiley specimen. They're not relegated to full moons, or the night. Yet, Mythology is full of such accounts. It's just the blood vamp that gets the most press. In China, the Fox Maiden is one example of the Soul Vampire. Technically a Were (fox), none the less, the stories often warn of the wasting effects of a liason with her. In Western Myth, Ghosts are solid for one activity- Sex. The same problem with doing that is that they suck your life force away.
But even rarer than the Soul Vampire, is the Total Vampire. I've found no particular sobriquets for this one, yet there are examples of such. In literature- Michael Moorcock in his book "The Final Programme" writes of Ms. Brunner. Who has the ability to 'absorb' a person completely- Body, Mind, and Soul. How does one become such? |
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There are many kinds of Vampires. The Were (mostly the lychanthrope) are a form of Vampyr that focuses mostly upon the Flesh for sustenance.
The Classic Vampire is also known as the standard- which focuses primarily on blood for sustenance.
But to also a limited extent, they also devour a portion of the soul, for they both will only feed upon or prefer living victims for their prey.
The third is the lesser known variety of Vampire, the Soul-Sucker. This one is the one most common. Ironic, no?
This is the one that haunts online places like this one. They seek to bind one or more to them. And they are most successful. The Were relies upon brute strength to subdue their prey. The Vampire seduces and gives no small pleasure. The Soultaker's feedings are on a whole order of pleasure magnitude greater.
Imagine if you will a total submission, where you've given up your freedom, and have become a willing subject to your master's pleasure. Wave after wave of pleasure crashes down upon you as you allow yourself to submit just a bit more of yourself to his desires. A bit of humiliation here, a tightening of the ropes there, and then he demands nothing less than a verbal confirmation of your willingness to give up your soul. You agree, and the tidal wave of pleasure makes you lose your consciousness. For a second as you come to realization, before you lose your identity forever, you find yourself looking out of HIS eyes....... |
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Rape Fantasy?
, Is the concept of 'rape' really what the woman wants, or is it something else? There is the sexual domination of a woman that is known as rape. And it is a vile despicable act indeed. I'm afraid I get rather medieval in my mindset if I think of someone raping a woman of my acquaintance. Think- Pulp Fiction.
But what a woman who has a "rape" fantasy tends to look for is more the "Claiming" than the Rape. They want the male in their life, to Claim" them. YOU'RE MY WOMAN NOW!!!
Particularly if the woman is damned tired of having to run everything herself all the time. This doesn't mean unnecessary use of savagery in the act, it means the lady is allowed to let go with the confidence that such actions are not going to be broadcast to the world.
Considering that Hillary and Bill are still going in their marriage, one wonders what Billy is doing to keep her happy.... |
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DARK TANTRA
Everyone is aware of Kama Sutra, or as it is more properly known: Kama Kalpa. Sutra, is the yogic practice that allows a couple to achieve a religious experience with their sex play- more or less.
But what is less often known: Kama Kaliyuga, otherwise known as the Dark Tantra. As Sutra allows the manipulation of one's partners to be pleasured and released, the Kaliyuga allows the manipulation of one's partners to be pleasured and bound.
In short, it is the dark side of the Force. Every Dom uses it knowingly and unknowingly in their efforts to bind a sub. The more successful ones discover their sub has become a slave.
Pleasure is addictive. The human body was meant to be pleasured. No few have noted that even in pain, there is pleasure. With the right 'moves' a dom can bind someone not only physically, and mentally, but also spiritually as well.
But be warned. Such things once committed, are not easily undone. Thus I came close to binding one woman. Mayhap I came too close before releasing her..... |
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There is nothing quite like a visit to Jerry's and Petco to stimulate the creative genes when shopping for a new pet.
Not only are the two stores cheaper than the usual local adult store, they are also of better quality and they have more selection.
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Who amongst us, has not read or heard of the Turkey Man? When I first heard of him, I was snide. But in the years since, I've done a bit of growing up.
In some small way, I think I can understand the guy's point of view. I can put myself into his socks. I just can't imagine myself in a home built 'sleazy-bake' oven.
It is the human predilection for unusual sexual desires, that has me wondering what on earth that the Creator had in mind. If anything else, it proves to me that the Creator does indeed have a sense of humor. |
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Yes, Quiz time was meant to be tongue in cheek. But from what one person tells me she wasn't sure if it was meant to be so.
I guess this shouldn't surprise me. In retrospect I have met an awful lot of guys who seem to feel that they're irresistable and that the Goddess put them on earth with one mission in mind.
And such is why one needs feedback. Take it easy, take things slow.
I've noticed in life that it's rather easy to allow the fools to be foolish. It's one way to clear out the landmines. In Vietnam the problem was often resolved by the process known as fragging.
And you thought War wasn't good for something. How many politicos avoided military service for that very reason? |
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I'ts Quiz time!
Let's have a show of hand here Ladies. Q) If a man takes a woman out on a date, and spends lots of money on her to entertain her, does he not have the right to expect 'satisfaction' from her?
A) No? Oh, O.K. well don't expect me to buy you lunch anytime soon. (Frigid Lesbian Wannabees. ).
O.K. Setting aside the notion of the misanthropic presumptious attitude that so many guys seem to possess, why does it seem o.k. for someone to assume that because I advertise on Collarme that I'm automatically going to be a Dom 24/7?
Now, maybe some folks like having to explain to their neighbors, why they were screaming out their own names in passionate tones, minutes after a hulk of a guy goes through their door wearing more black leather than most cows have naturally.
Color me silly- I don't do bondage and domination until I know WHAT someone wants. There is nothing quite as effective to spoil "the moment' when someone freaks out when presented by a phobia object.
"Sorry about that dislocated hip lady, but when you said you were interested I was under the understanding that I owned you."
Even a boy scout knows enough to be prepared.
And the preparation I go through:
1) Find someone.
2) Chat.
3) Meet. compare between what they've said, and what they're saying now.
4) (assuming it gets that far) Negotiate.
5) Scenarios- Tentatively.
Step 4- Find out what they want, don't want, can't stand, health and mental problems (we all have them). And go from there.
Step 5- Start exploring what they want, when THEY want it.
Step - in betweens- Build Trust.
Step- Always- Keep that Trust.
It's probably fair to assume that when some folks say they don't want anything out from behind closed doors- they mean it. And that when the Dom shows up at their door, he doesn't look like a walking advert for Castle Stores.
You wish to be a slave? We can negotiate that. You wish to be dominated? we can negotiate that.
You wanna be discrete- no problem.
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Look, don't waste my time.
If you're interested say so. If not, say so.
Shall I start verbally slapping you around before we even meet in person?
Shall I presume to assume that you're mine before I've ascertained you're not the next Lorena Bobbit?
I don't think so.
I have a collection of swords in my home. I know how to use most of them.
Does that give me the right to start swinging them around just because I feel that my ownership of them gives me the right to challenge any and everyone to a duel?
I got to 42 years of age without getting arrested or going to Club Fed by NOT being a freaking idiot.
I define a freaking idiot as someone who presumes upon relationships before they've even formed.
Yeah I'm venting right now. I'm not going to dominate someone until such time as they've given me the permission to do so.
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Responsibility.
I enjoy driving a car. The feeling of power the ability to pass that moron who insists on driving 10 miles an hour under the limit when I cannot pass, yet insists on accelerating when he feels I can pass.
Yet it is a tool that can be dangerous. I could easily hurt someone with my car. Therefore as a driver of a car, I must take responsibility for my actions.
So it is the same with Domination. I could easily hurt someone if I'm not careful in what I do.
Some women prefer candies, others flowers, others, fine dining, most prefer some combination of the above. Others desire a domination, or to dominate.
They are the ones who have explored their desires, or are still continuing to explore.
There was one young lady, whom I ended things with. Why? I realized that we were headed towards the actualization of her becoming a total slave. Not just game time, but full time. She had not expressed the desire to become such. And she was in an emotionally vulnerable state. Yet, here she was accomodating enough to become such.
I'm not sure if I did the right thing in ending that.
Because in the end, she became someone else's total slave. I've lost track of her several years ago.
And I don't think that I've got the right to make someone into that, or take advantage of someone who wants that. The ethical aspect of this will probably haunt me for the rest of my existence.
I am not looking to 'score' for the weekend. If I do enter into such scenes, it will be after a patient and careful investigation- from both sides. You are not looking to find the next Ted Bundy, and I'm not looking for the next Elizabeth Diane Downs.
Tomorrow, I will donate blood for the 10th time at Lane Memorial Blood Bank. That last statement will tell you just you how careful I intend to be when it comes to these matters. I fully intend to continue to donate until my picture is on the wall of donaters of 100 pints.
But domination is also fun. It is like a mentoring program. I help someone achieve something they want. I help someone face their fears, or I help them discover something about themselves they weren't aware of before.
Of course, there are the fringe benefits for me.
To clarify one situation- the lady whom I mentioned in a previous journal entry- the one who didn't give her safeword until after the scene was over.
I ended the scenes with her not because of that one occurrence. But because, after the first time, I discussed the situation with her, let her know how I felt about going too far (not well), and that in the future if she wanted to continue she would have to give me her safeword if such occured again. She promised me she would.
The very next scene, the feedback she gave indicated that she was enjoying herself. Afterwards she told me that she not said her safeword at the appropriate time.
I will not tolerate Passive Aggressive Behavior. If you cannot keep your word, especially after both of us have given them, there will be NO more from me. Play those games with someone else.
Yes, I like dominating someone. I adore the feeling of power that someone gives to me. I trim my beard while using the bathroom mirror. I need to look into my eyes and know that I've not violated ethics. |
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What is it with housecats?
I take the time to install a set of pet doors so that they can come and go as they please. And they still insist that I get up from my chair and let them in/out.
They remind me no little of some I've cared for. Those who've called me Master, demanding personal attention, a scritch here, a treat there, allowed to snuggle next to me whilst I take a nap. Mayhap one wants more time with the brush or the strings. And when it is raining, they insist on snuggling their damp selves into my lap.
One can leash a cat. But it has to be done with care. The difficult part is convincing them that it was their idea in the first place.
Like all living things, one has to observe and understand their needs and wants.
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Honesty.
Thank you to those who have been honest.
Yes, a couple have said no. That is life. So, shall I rant and rave and carry on like a child?
I'm much too old to whine about a simple fact of life. So, No means No. It doesn't mean whine like a spoiled brat and I might reconsider.
It doesn't mean to stalk a person and harass them.
Which from what I've been exposed to in conversations with others, is exactly what so many idiots do seem to assume.
A pair have expressed a prior commitment, and no desire. If someone cannot trust me to treat them right, now. Then how could anyone else expect the best behavior from me for them?
Bondage and Domination isn't, and I really mean ISN'T the Top whaling away like a sadistic brute on a poor bottom. Yet so very many noids seem to assume so.
This is a courtship. My whips won't flog just anyone you know. |
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Polyamory.
Similar to communism in it's intent, but like everything else it requires an honest and ongoing willingness to make it work.
And, like a house infested with termites, a problem ignored, becomes a major problem in short order.
Trust, is the foundation for any relationship. If I'm to dominate, I need to know that someone will say the word when it is needed. If I discover that they wanted to say it and didn't because they thought I was "enjoying myself too much"- then the game ends. The trust has been lost.
I'm 42, I'm tired of games. I send out an email, If you're not interested then say so ok?
I've been rejected before, I'll be rejected again. So what? I Declare Victory and move on.
Now time to feed the cats. |
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| Age: 24 |
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Georgia |
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