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slavetracy7
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| greetings A/all I have a proposal to the one female who is searching for a strong master who understands her life and what she needs ,Most females I have met have a yearning, a need, to have a strong man in their lives, but many excuse or dismiss their true feelings of submission. She searches for a Don Juan who she will never have but always dreams of, so forget the dream and let real life come true. Tall men, short men or big men, you don't want one to abuse you but instead want someone who will care, protect, and guide you to a path of happiness. If this is true reach out and place your hand in mine and let me provide all you need for your mind, body and soul. Race and age are not an issue, just have a love for the lifestyle. Please be drug and disease free and let's play safely.
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You met me at the darkened underground bar in Chico. You were dressed in a sexy strapless dress that shows off those firm young breasts and your high heels show off your long legs.. I slip you a couple of shots of bourbon. You told me about some of the nasty things you have already done and your deep dark desire to be used by others. I kept looking into your eyes. You found my big hand on your upper thigh and I felt you quiver. I knew from that moment you were going to be mine.
I told you I had some older friends and we were going to a special place to meet them. You eagerly follow along, the whiskey in your belly making you feel warm and excited at the thought of leaving the bar with a complete stranger and putting control in his hands. My strong hand rests on your ass as I push you toward the door.
I push you through the drivers side of the car and as we start to drive I am on the phone, telling someone to summon the others to the meeting place. When I hang up, I look at you, in your short little dress hiked up over your thighs. I reach over and pull down the top of your dress, exposing your soft round breasts. You blush bright red and gasp as my fingers squeeze one of your hard nipples. I reach up and grab your hair, pulling you down into my crotch. You eagerly dig my hard cock out and start to lick and suck it. All the while, my hands hold the back of your head down on me, controlling the tempo as you slide your lips over my shaft and suck at the head. You give the driver next to us a great view of your ass wiggling as you work.
The car pulls to a stop in front of a nondescript warehouse and I pull you out the driver’s side door with me. I grab you around the waist and lead you inside the darkened building. Your dress is still pulled down over your tits and as I pull you inside my big arms pull your ass back against my hardness. You feel my strong hands on those breasts, squeezing them and letting my fingers pinch and twist those nipples! As I pull you towards the warehouse, you realize what is going to happen to you and you scream. I clasp my big hand over your mouth but it’s really no matter; almost no one can hear you here. No one save for the 3 men who have just walked up. I welcome them and they stride over, all eyes on your naked chest and hard nipples, your skirt hiked up over your waist and those high heels you wore to the bar. This is not at all what you had expected.
We grab you, carrying you over to a huge round wooden table in the middle of the room. Four pairs of hands undress you, pulling off the remnants of your blouse, your skirt is unzipped and removed, and your panties cut from your side and left lying under you. Hands caress every part of your body, your neck, your face, your lips, your tits and nipples, someone tickles your rib cage and you break out laughing. Another man lightly touches your inner thighs. You wiggle and squirm but can not break free. Another reaches down and finds your already wet clit. He slips a clamp over your clit and then over your nipples.
Suddenly you realize they are stretching you out from all four directions, each man taking a wrist or ankle and tying it to the table legs. Your head hangs down over the edge of the table. You are totally helpless now and you know we can use you however we desire. A fifth man yells out his greeting as he arrives, carrying a case of champagne and a huge bag of ropes and restraints.
We finish roping you to the table and the big black man takes the chain between the nipple clamps and ties it off to a rope hanging from the wood beam above you. At the same time, I am massaging your clit and I can feel the wet juices starting to flow from inside you. I slip a finger in and ohhhh that tight little cunt is so ready for it!! You moan and your entire body shudders as you notice the other men are all undressing around you. We surround you. Three naked white men, a black man and a man you are not sure what he is but his cock is HUGE and hung to one side. The man above your head pulls your head back and rubs his cock over your face. You let your tongue flicker out trying to find it and do a great job of licking it, even as I take a vibrator and hold it down against your clit. Your body shakes and quivers as you have your first orgasm As you open your mouth to scream, you get a mouth full of hard white cock, fucking your cute little face HARD! It’s deep inside you...so very deep! Fucking you. Each man will take his turn, fucking your face, Cumming all over your tits, spraying a hot load onto your face, or deep down your throat.
I reach down into the cooler and take one of the cold champagne bottles and I rub the neck of the bottle up against your pussy lips. You feel the cold glass but you can only wait for what is next. I pull off the foil wrapper and the wire cage and push that cork stopper against your spread pussy lips, watching the round head of cork be fed inside your cunt! Now you feel that bottle neck spreading your cunt wide open. I shove that bottle neck deeper inside your wet hot cunt! Watch your lips close around it like the shaft of a hot cock! You moan and beg us no, stop but of course we do not! I move the bottle faster! One man starts to flog your belly but you do not feel the pain, only the pleasure of being used by us.
The bottle is fucking you harder and harder! As I do, the bottle is filling with bubbles, millions of bubbles! I pull the bottle out, pop the cork and then RAMMMM that exploding champagne back into your cunt! It explodes inside you, sending bubbles of sticky clear liquid deep into your pussy, spraying out and covers all of our naked bodies! I reach up under you and slip a finger into your tight young asshole fucking you with my finger and the bottle neck shoved deep into this young slut’s pussy. We pass the bottle around each of us taking a drink and then feeding you the bottle too.
We all shower you with hot cum and sparkling liquor. We pour another bottle over your face, breasts, belly and pussy and we all take turns licking it off you. The night goes on for much longer, fucking and using your holes in unforgettable ways.
You know if you got excited reading this that you are going to need more. So now you need to add yourself to my network and send me a message telling me you need more. I can invest a lot of energy into using you if you are truly interested
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wish everyone the very very best in thier lifes search |
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To me slavery is a precious freedom given by a true Master. It's a gift to be treasured and to be eternally grateful for. A slave is a prized possesion and property just as a beautiful car or house would be. The Master cares and protects his property and yet uses her for his complete pleasure in any way he chooses. A slave doesn't have to think about anything other than how best she can serve. The Master doesn't ask the slave what she will or won't do because her mind is clear and she has no rights as property, but it should fill her with joy to know she serves unconditionally. I long to meet my true Master and to devote my life to serving him without reservation. There is no man in my life and my only submission is to my dog. |
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A slave will never be truly happy or content in her life if she is un-owned. A slave's most profound freedom is found within her Master's chains. Within these chains, she is free to live as she is destined to live to serve and please, and to be pleased in return for the privilege to serve and please her Master.
A slave should never think of herself as a weak person for it takes a strong female to commit to the drive inside her, to serve, to obey and to please a Master.
A slave chooses willingly to be her Master's property. As a slave is her Master's property and an object of great value she is an instrument Master will use to draw out His pleasures.
Above all else a slave's primary and foremost focus shall be to please her Master, hoping that her Master finds her pleasing in all that she does, whether she is in her Master's presence or not. All of a slave's choices shall be based upon whether or not they will please her Master. A slave and a slave's behavior are a direct reflection and representation on her Master.
When a slave is not in the presence of her Master and has choices to make - the slave will perform them to the best of her abilities and within the boundaries and guidance as her Master has allowed her.
A slave is always in submission to her Master whether her Master is present or not, ready to please her Master at anytime, in any place, under any circumstances, regardless of who may be present.
Unless a slave is privileged, that her Master, has specifically granted her a privilege, a slave has no rights, within her service to her Master. A slave may however be granted the privilege of a "voice" by her Master. All granted privileges and “voices”, may be withdrawn at the Masters sole discretion.
As a slave no rights, other than what her Master grants or privileges her, a slave shall ask permission of her Master, for anything she does, or to satisfy whatever need she might have before acting on it.
A slave is a slave by the most literal definition of that word. A slave with any rights whatsoever is not a slave; an owner who does not own a slave completely, does not own the slave at all.
Only in absolute bondage and slavery, with complete and total submission, obedience and respect to her Master, shall a slave fulfill her potential and destiny. Through discipline and punishment shall a slave learn to behave, submit, obey and please.
As a slave is her Masters absolute and unconditional property, a slave shall not have any limits of her own nor shall the slave ever place any restrictions upon her Master. A slave shall ultimately adopt to the boundaries set for her by her Master.
It is the Masters sole responsibility to train, educate, mold and shape his slave according to His needs and desires, and therefore set the limits, boundaries and slave rules for His slave in accordance with His judgment.
The needs of a slave's Master must always come first before the slave's own for they offer an opportunity to please her Master.
A slave's greatest felt satisfaction is realized when she knows she has pleased her Master. There can be no greater pain or suffering a slave can feel then when Master is not pleased with her.
A slave's Master has the final decisions in all matters and issues, as a slave is her Master's slave and property and must trust in the wisdom, judgment and fairness of her Master in all matters, whether she understands, realizes or agrees with her Masters decision at any particular time or not.
As her Master's slave and property, a slave shall not and cannot release herself, from the duties, collar and/or service to her Master, without her Master's explicit approval and permission.
A slave is therefore not free to release herself from her collar and leave her Master at any time without disgrace and shame and the fear of permanently losing her Master.
A slave must realize that her service as slave and property to her Master, as well as the acceptance of any and all slave rules, orders, commands and wishes, is the direct result of her consensual agreement, that she has petitioned and entered strictly voluntary, as such are her deepest desires, wishes and needs.
A slave shall be her Master's property and slave in the most strict sense - absolute, completely and unconditional, for as long as her Master chooses and the arrangement continues to be managed and controlled in the manner which is beneficial to her Master and in accordance with their mutually shared natures.
A slave shall never ever think of, confuse, entitle, speak of, categorize, and/or portray any and all activities, play scenes, disciplinary measures, punishments, orders and/or commands within her service and duty as slave and property of her Master, as "abuse" or "abusive". Not to herself, her Master, or to any other person, as she is her Master's slave and property.
As a slave is her Master's property, a Master is completely responsible for His slave's behavior, action and deed, care and safety, health and wellbeing - physically and mentally, and ultimately her life in accordance with God's Law, and her Masters values, standards and principles. |
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Daddy hopes to owns His babygirl
I am seeking one very special slave girl for a long term total power exchange. I am not a game player but seriously seeking one woman who will give me her all, heart, mind, body and soul knowing she will receive all of that and more in return from her master. I am educated, stable, love life, have multiple interests in and out of BDSM. I am very strict and believe in a disciplined and well controlled slave. I am very much into 24/7 lifestyle and I am also very demanding with My sexual needs as well.
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Here are the basics of what you need to know about me. I seek a slave not a submissive; meaning somone who has no rights, say or choices concerning her future beyond the choice of offering herself to me. I keep my property safe and healthy as I intend to have her with me till we are old and gray and time takes us away from here. I'm a sadist and as such enjoy making my slave sufer in anguish and agony. I love cruel tortures which include but are not limited to water torture, electro torture, pussy torture, ass torture, breast torture, sensory deprivation, needle play and mental torture just to name some but the sky is the limit. I enjoy humiliating, degrading and objectifying my slave. When I'm not enjoying, using and torturing her she will be bound and locked in a sensory deprivation box. I will decide what, when, where and how she eats. . She will NOT be a mindless doormat because only the intelligent can truely adapt, give their all and strive to serve and please. I will decide, controll, shape, mold and direct every aspect of her life from the point she offers herself to me and I accept her as my slave property. That is something that can ONLY be offered and accepted in person, not online or over the phone. There will be no limits on how/what I train her or how I use and enjoy her.
To show a better idea and feel for the life a slave will have with me I am writing a story and posting it in parts to my journal; yes I am the actual author. Every few days I will post a new part of it. This is a depiction of what a slave of mine will face and experience. This is NOT intended as something for males to stroke off to but to give perspective slaves an idea of what to expect as my property. Do NOT write me to get more parts of the story in advance, you WILL be ignored and blocked. Do contact me if this IS what you seek. |
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The most important thing a babygirl needs to know is that her Daddy is in control. It’s crazy the things she thinks her Daddy has control over, but it’s her belief and faith in him that makes him the invincible hero that she sees him as. It’s where all of her feelings of safety come from. It’s important for her to believe her Daddy knows all things or knows how to find out all things. It’s important that her Daddy becomes her main resource. As it should be. If she is to truly be possessed by her Daddy, her questions should be answered by him. Her direction should come from him. Her comfort should come from him. Her joys and her pleasures should come from him. This is how he becomes her world. This is what enables her to give everything to him and make her Daddy her world. And it is in creating that safe haven for her that your babygirl’s devotion flows to you like honey.
Babygirls can be torturous to love. They are prone to acts of insecurities. They have been known to throw a tantrum or two on the rarest of occasions. And they can be downright exhausting. Please don’t think we don’t know this! It causes tremendous guilt within us when our babygirl reaches an age that just can’t be reasoned with and is impossible to calm. When we see her spinning so fast in circles and we know we’re getting dizzy but can’t seem to focus on something solid to stop the internal chaos. We look to our Daddies in those moments to provide the control that we are lacking. We look to them to physically stop us so that we once again can see the only thing solid we need to focus on is Daddy. We feel so safe and so guilty at the same time in those moments because we know we’ve caused stress to our Daddy’s heart by our own insecurities, but we feel so blessed to have such a safe place to be vulnerable and cared for in those most self loathing of moments.
Babygirl’s kneel in awe of the control their Daddy’s possess. Their control over themselves, their control over their world, absolutely their control over our bodies! But the control they delicately hold over our little baby hearts and our little baby minds just leaves us in wide eyed wonder at the love and security Daddy’s are able to inject. And for whatever reason, if a babygirl spins out of control and you find yourself looking down at this pitiful creature wondering where she came from and what she’s done to your precious babygirl, know that the little writhing girl on the floor is just as ashamed of her own lack of control and for the display that her Daddy is witness to. A time when her Daddy doesn’t look upon her with glowing pride and adoration and it’s heartbreaking for her as well. And she knows it. Know that in those moments she needs to be reminded that she doesn’t have to be in control. Remind her it’s her job to submit and that Daddy is in control. | _______________________________ |
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Do you long to wear a collar of ownership?To be ones property in a committed relationship?Submitting is a need within yourself, it brings your pleasure to please another, but not JUST another!Not only would they have to have exp, but value your desire to become your dark and depraved thoughts.To guide you mentally, physically, sexually and emotionally how to best serve him without shame, but with acceptance!Would you feel more complete if you life was less complicated by being structured with instuctions and tasks along with a great sence of security? To all others who would see us together would suspect us as equals....in public, laughing at my jokes, yet I could control you with just a glance!I want the best of both worlds and balance them well.I thoroughly enjoy the m/s and power exchange dynamics but want you to enjoy my vanilla interests as well!I'm seasoned all the same...dont expect me to get all puppy eyed when I expect something from you!I know what I want and will take it!I have an unstoppable imagination and sex drive and enjoy anything kinky and depraved!!!!!There isnt much I havent done or ashamed of so I highly doubt you could ever shock me with your interests!I dont mind if your from a distance, but you must be willing to eventually relocate as I have no interest in cyber collars and do have accomidations for you!Please be serious in your responce...this is not a fake or false profile!!!!If you have questions just ask, and I'd be more than willing to answer them and discuss my consideration!I'm very intelligent, attractive and have no temper, I'm humorous as well as sarcastic and very sane! I'm offering someone a live in position to serve me |
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I am a dominant man. I am just that. I am not dominant because of any superiority on my part. Not because I feel I am more intelligent, or wiser. I am not dominant because of the strength or mass of my body. I am not, nor would I want to be dominant with all women. Yet to you, I am Master. I am your Master only after I earn your trust and I embrace your submissiveness. I have looked into your heart and mind and clearly see your desires and passions. You have thrown away your fears and inhibitions. You tell me of the needs of your heart and body. You have given me total access to your soul, and I accept the responsibility and honor. You are a woman. You are not weak or inferior because of it. You are a treasure to be cherished. We are not equal. I have the strength of body and mind and the instinctive need to protect, possess, defend and provide for you. You are a woman and instinctively stronger of will and heart. Your belief in me gives me courage and direction. Your strength disperses my doubt. Your needs and desires encourage and purpose to my efforts. We are not equal. We are halves of a whole. We compliment each other and make each other complete. My desire to dominate you is instinctive. It is not to degrade you nor is it degrading to you because you are secure in being totally feminine. We each recognize and accept our worth, and our need for someone to trust and fulfill our needs. You are sure, strong and proud in your womanhood. You do not submit as acceptance of inferiority, but from strength and passion. You expect a man to stand strong and be a man. You desire and flourish in the strength and control of a man. In return you present control of your body, unqualified trust and honesty, and the faithfulness of your heart. You submit because I have earned your trust. Because I have opened my heart and soul to you. Because I have listened to your words with my ears and heart and have learned to anticipate your needs and emotions. And because I have proven worthy in your eyes, you have given me the only true treasure of life: you have given me dominance over you. What you give is not abnormal, but pure, natural and the rarest gift a woman could give a man. You have given me complete and unshakable assurance of your commitment to me. Your submissiveness is a magnificent gift and sacred responsibility. I accept this from you with humility and joy. I understand the rarity and purity of this gift. I recognize it is your body and soul, your heart and mind. I dominate you only because you have allowed it. I dominate only because you have allowed me to and when I see your body kneel before me, in my mind and heart you are raised above all other women, and all the treasures of the earth. What you give freely can not in reality be bought.
What I am Looking For:
You are a submissive woman. You find pleasure, joy & fulfillment from being submissive in a loving relationship. You are not weak or stupid. You are a strong woman, with firm views & a clear concept of what You want. You do not serve out of shame or weakness, but out of pride & strength. You look to your loving Master for guidance & protection...for never are you more complete then when he is with you. You know that he will protect your body, your mind & your soul with his strength & wisdom.He is everything to you, as you are everything to him. His touch awakens you & his thoughts free you. Only in serving him do you find complete freedom & joy. His punishments are harsh, but you accept them thankfully...knowing that he has your best interests always foremost in his mind. If he desires your body for pleasure, you shall joyfully give it to him, & take pleasure yourself from knowing that...you have brought him happiness. However, the pleasure of the flesh is but one facet of any relationship.The love, the trust & sharing, the words spoken & felt....those are all parts of this relationship. Your body is his, & if he says you are beautiful, then you are. No matter what you look like to others...You are beautiful in his eyes, & because of that you hold your head high...for who can tell you that your Master is wrong in seeing the beauty in you? If he says you are his princess, then you are that...regal & graceful, & if you see laughter at me in the eyes of others, you do not recognize it, for who are they to call your Master wrong?If he says you are his toy, his slave, then you are that...As wanton & dirty as he wants you to be, & if other do not see this, then it is they who are blind, not your Master. Your mind is his, to expand, to explore, to know as only he can. You have no secrets from him..for secrets are a thing that would keep you from being more perfectly his. Secrets would put a wall up between your Master and yourself...& you do not want walls.His lessons are not always ones you would seek on your own...but they are lessons he has decided you need, & so you learn from him. Your soul is his, as bare to his touch as ever your skin could be...when you kneel naked at this feet. Never a moment goes by when you do not feel his presence, be he miles away or standing over you. If you were to ever displease him, his displeasure would be a blow to your soul, worse punishment then any lashes could be. The anguish of your soul that you feel when you disappoint him is harder to bear then the physical anguish you feel when his belt caresses you with fire.You spend your days knowing that the energy & thought he puts into your relationship is as much for your benefit as for his, & look forward to each lovingly crafted scene you do together. His part may be harder than yours...You know this & are grateful that he cares enough about you to spend his time & energy so freely on you.
In some ways, you have the easier job: to feel, to experience, to let yourself go & abandon everything to him. You are his pleasure & his responsibility, & he takes both seriously. You are a submissive woman. You are proud to call yourself that. Your submission is a gift that you do not give lightly, & can only be given to one who can appreciate that gift & return it tenfold. Only to he who has that strength will you give yourself fully because you are strong & proud. You are a submissive woman. |
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I am looking for one girl to make my full time, live in slave little girl. I will dress her, feed her, tell what to do and how to be. I will correct her, discipline her, love her, and spend all my time with her . I want to keep her by my side, for both play and real life living. I want to tie her up, tease and play with her and I want to do medical exams on her. I want to spank her when she is bad and kiss away her tears. I want to take her shopping for pretty things when she has been good, and use her tight, smooth, little pussy and ass whenever I feel like it. I want to train her to worship me, think of what I expect of her, dream of me, and become totally dependant on me...
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i have finally finished the cell and it looks so very wounderful |
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You want a strong, confident man who loves you, one who finds you adorable, desireable, charming, funny, who loves to see you twirl in your new dress and tells you that you are beautiful. You want a man who delights in you... like your father should have done. You want to be the center of his world, his desire, his love, and his thoughts. You want the Daddying that you never got as a girl. You want your Daddy to be enchanted at your giggle, and be amazed at your ideas. You want a man to finally get you... and love you passionately in spite of it all! You need structure, correction and discipline... because he loves you and has taken the time to know you and what you need... not merely because he is a sadist and you are his property. You want a man who makes you and your growth his number one priority.
In short, you want your Daddy...
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| Age: 49 |
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