Your gift to Me.... you have given Me your entire being, your heart, your soul, to only Me to protect, teach, do as I will in what I feel will nurture you, educate you and to make you grow with in yourself. With Me you trust beyond not having to think or hesitate from My words of My wisdom you know will only be for the good. I am your Mistress because I have chosen you and you have accepted My choice. I have also accepted all things that you are both good and bad. Not all your choices in life have been wise But this is the last one you will have to make. your choices belong to Me now. I am your Mistress because nature has made us what we are. We were forged into molds long ago by forces much stronger then either of us But much weaker than both of us together. We've fulfilled out destiny in each other. One to lead.. one to follow willingly. your path is chosen by Me now... I am your Mistress  because I am strong But never because you are weak... My strength is like a fountain flowing freely where you may drink and fill your thirst when thirst overcomes you... My wisdom is your library where you may browse until your curiosity is quenched and your mind filled by things I know that you must learn. your lessons are taught by Me now... I am your Mistress because you belong to Me completely. you am owned, not because of title or claim But because the gift was freely given by you And freely accepted and cherished by Me. you are responsible only to Me from this day on for I willingly bear the responsibility of us both. your life belongs to Me now.. your Heart and Soul now is Mine...

Here is something I do not understand. Most of the subs/slaves out there that want to be owned do not have a pic on their profile for prospective Dominates to be able to see what they look like. In some cases I can understand because of their jobs may be high profile and all but not as many as I have seen. I Myself am tired of all the messages that come into My inbox and then most do not have a single pic. They say that they will send upon request well for those out there that have said that                                                           I AM REQUESTING A PIC ON YOUR PROFILE SO I CAN SEE WHAT YOU LOOK LIKE

I think that covers it...Thank you and come again real soon.......

'Twas the night before Christmas, and God it was neat
The kids were both gone, and my wife was in heat
The doors were all bolted, and the phone off the hook
It was time for some nooky, by hook or by crook.
Momma in her teddy, and I in the nude
Had just hit the bedroom and reached for the lube
When out on the lawn there arose such a cry,
That I lost my boner and poor momma went dry.
Up to the window I sprang like an elf,
Tore back the shade while she played with herself.
The moon on the crest of the snowman we'd built,
Showed a broom up his ass, clean up to the hilt.

When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a rusty old sleigh and eight mangy reindeer.
With a fat little driver, half out of his sled,
A sock in his ear, and a bra on his head.
Sure as I'm speaking, he was as high as a kite.
And he yelled to his team, but it didn't sound right.
Whoa Shithead, whoa Asshole, whoa Stupid, whoa Putz,
Either slow down this rig or I'll cut off your nuts.
Look out for the lamp post, and don't hit the tree,
Quit shaking the sleigh, 'cause I gotta go pee.
They cleared the old lamp post, the tree got a rub,
Just as Santa leaned out and threw up on my shrub.
And then from the roof we heard such a clatter,
As each little reindeer now emptied his bladder.

I was donning my jacket to cover my ass,
When down the chimney Santa came with a crash.
His suit was all smelly with perfume galore,
He looked like a bum and he smelled like a whore.
"That was some brothel," he said with a smile,
"The reindeer are pooped, and I'll just stay here awhile.

He walked to the kitchen, himself poured a drink,
Then whipped out his pecker and pissed in the sink.
I started to laugh, my wife smiled with glee,
The old boy was hung nearly down to his knee.
Back in the den, Santa reached in his sack,
But his toys were all gone, and some new things were
packed.
The first thing he found was a pair of false tits,
The next was a handgun with a penis that spits.
A box filled with condoms was Santa's next find,
And a six pair of panties, the edible kind.
A bra without nipples, a penis extension,
And several other things that I shouldn't even mention.
A cock ring, a G-string, and all types of oil,
A dildo so long, it lay in a coil.
"This stuff ain't for kids, Mrs. Santa will shit,
So I'll leave 'em here, and then I'll just split."
He filled every stocking and then took his leave,
With one tiny butt plug tucked under his sleeve.
He sprang to his sleigh, but his feet were like lead,
Thus he fell on his ass and broke wind instead.
In time he was seated, took the reins of his hitch,
Saying, "Take me home Rudolph, this night's been a bitch!"
The sleigh was near gone when we heard Santa shout,
"The best thing about sex is that it never wears out!"

'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the town
her pleasure could be heard as her panties came down.

"Oh Santa, dear Santa, don't spank me, I pray!
I'll be ever so good, starting right from today!"

But Santa just chuckled, "I've heard that before
from many a bad girl with bottom so sore

As she wriggles and squirms 'neath his hand's hearty sting.
But a promise like that - why, it means not a thing.

What matters, dear One, as you'll very soon see
is that you should be spanked across Santa's broad knee

Til your sassy bare bottom is burning bright red!"
And with that, the old fellow did just as he'd said,

And proceeded to spank her with all of his might
til her yelps echoed loud in the cold frosty night,

And each swat, ringing out like a loud pistol shot,
turned her soft, round bottom increasingly hot.

Then, when she'd been hand-spanked with many a smack,
the jolly old fellow reached into his sack…

He produced a fine paddle of well-seasoned wood.
"Now, this is the thing that makes naughty girls good."

He remarked with a grin. "And I think you'll soon find
how effective it feels on a soft, tender behind!"

"Oh please, Santa! No more!" she cried in dismay,
but the paddle cracked down without further delay,

And despite all her protests and wailings and shrieks
It soon deepened the blush on her squirming, rear cheeks.

Poor Dear how she wriggled but all was vain,
For the paddle descended again and again…

Til her bouncing bare bottom was sizzling and sore
and as red as the costume that Santa Claus wore.

But at last he relented allowing her to rise,
hugged her warmly while wiping the tears from her eyes,

And murmuring, "There, it's all over, my dear!"
Rubbing soothing cool cream on her blazing, hot rear.

Then he exclaimed, "Well Miss, your sweet bottom so curved
has had the sound spanking it so richly deserved.

From now on, I'm sure, I don't need to explain, 
if you're good then I shan't have to spank you again.

But if you are naughty - remember, my dear,
that Santa keeps watch for the whole of the year!"

Then smiling, he shouldered his bulging big sack,
and sent her away with a crisp farewell smack.

So she hurried to bed with satisfaction you know,
with a song in her heart and her bottom aglow

And a sense that all manner of things were all right.
but she slept facing down on her tummy that night.

Ok this one almost killed me from laughing so hard.......

ACTUAL AUSTRALIAN COURT DOCKET 12659 ---

A lady about 8 months pregnant got on a bus.

She noticed the man opposite her was smiling at her.

She immediately moved to another seat.

This time the smile turned into a grin, so she moved again.

The man seemed more amused.

When, on the fourth move, the man burst out laughing,

she complained to the driver and he had the man arrested.



The case came up in court.



The judge asked the man (about 20 years old)

what he had to say for himself.



The man replied,

'Well your Honor, it was like this:

when the lady got on the bus,

I couldn't help but notice her condition.

She sat down under a sign that said,

'The Double Mint Twins are coming' and I grinned.

Then she moved and sat under a sign that said,

'Logan's Liniment will reduce the swelling,' and I had to smile.

Then she placed herself under a deodorant sign that said,

'William's Big Stick Did the Trick,' and I could hardly contain myself.

  But, Your Honor, when she moved the fourth time

and sat under a sign that said,

'Goodyear Rubber could have prevented this Accident!'

... I just lost it.'



' CASE DISMISSED '

People on this site kill me...lol.. They sit there and say they want me to own them and they want to get to know me but yet they do not want to take the time to do just that.. I mean come on.. I will not go and have sex with you just because you are submissive and you asked.. I will not go and meet you with out at least getting to know more about you.. I will not give out my number wiout getting to know you better.. Why in the hell do you think I would ever do any of these things with out getting to know you first.. Safety to me is always first and foremost on all aspects of this life as well as in the vanilla.. I do not play games and am tired of those that think I am nothing more than a pussy with a whip.. I am much more than that and if you took the time to get to know me you would find that out.. I will not respond to any more message that have any of the content I just mentioned above.. So if you still decide to message me and do not get a response then that is why..I AM  NOT A FUCKING PLAYER, I AM FOR REAL AND I WANT REAL MEN/WOMEN AS MY SUB/SLAVES!!!!!!!!!!!!Get a life and get off my page if you can not adhere to what I want............

                                                                 A submissive's Bill of Rights

 

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  You have the right to be treated with respect. Not only do you have this right, you have the right to demand it. Being submissive does not make you a doormat or less of a person than anyone else. The word "submissive" describes your nature and in no way diminishes you as a human being. You have the right to respect yourself as well.

   
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  You have the right to be proud of what you are. Being a submissive is nothing that should ever bring you shame or feelings of reproach. Your submissive nature is a gift and should always be a source of pride and happiness.

   
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  You have the right to feel safe. Being a submissive should not make you feel afraid, insecure or threatened. Submission is not about living on the edge or flirting with fear. In any situation you should feel safe or there can never be true surrender.

   
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  You have the right to your emotions and feelings. Your emotions and feelings come from you and they are just as valid as anyone else's. You have a right to them. Those feelings, whether positive or negative, make you who you are and suppressing them will only bring unhappiness later.

   
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  You have the right to express your negative feelings. Being submissive does not make you an object that no longer has negative thoughts or concerns.Your concerns are real and you have every right to express them. If something doesn't feel right, bothers you, makes you feel bad or you just plain don't like something, say so. Failing to express your negative feelings could give the mistaken impression that you are pleased or satisfied with something that is not pleasurable or agreeable.

   
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  You have the right to say NO. Being submissive does not take away your right to have dislikes or negative feelings about things. If something is happening or about to happen that you feel strongly opposed to, it's your duty to speak up. Remember, failing to communicate the word NO is the same as saying YES.

   
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  You have the right to expect happiness in life. Being submissive is not tantamount to being miserable, suffering or a life of despair. Your submission should bring you joy, peace and fulfillment. If it doesn't, then something is wrong.

   
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  You have the right to have input in a relationship. You are an active partner in any relationship you enter and have every right to contribute to it. You are submissive, not passive. A relationship that doesn't include your needs, thoughts, hopes and desires is not one you should be in to begin with. This applies to friendships, partnerships and D/s relationships.

   
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  You have the right to belong. Being submissive greatly involves the feeling of belonging. Many submissives have expressed that it was in discovering their submissive nature that they felt as through they "belonged" for the first time in their lives. You belong to the lifestyle and will eventually belong to the One. It's in that relationship you should find the final fulfillment of "belonging" at last.

   
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  You have the right to be loved and to love. Anyone who tells you that love doesn't fit into a D/s relationship has never experienced the fulfillment of all it truly can be. Submissives are by nature loving and needing of love and have every right to expect this to be a part of their lives. It takes love to bring your submission into full bloom, so don't settle for less.

   
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  You have the right to be healthy. Health involves your physical, mental and emotional well-being. Any relationship, D/s or otherwise, that causes you to suffer physically, mentally or emotionally, beyond your limits, is abuse. There is no place for abusive behavior in a D/s relationship and it's up to you to make sure those lines are not crossed. Being a submissive does not give anyone the right to harm or injure you in any way. The D/s community will stand behind you if you should encounter such a situation but you are the one who has to make them aware before they can help.

   
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  You have the right to practice safe sex. Not only is this a right, it's a duty to yourself and others you may come into contact with at a later date. Sexually transmitted diseases have reached epidemic proportions and must be a concern to any sexually active person. Safe Sex is something you have the right to insist upon and protecting yourself should never be discouraged by anyone who really has your best interests at heart.

--Author Unknown

There is no such thing as pain, only intense Passion, feel the touch of My hand, look into My eyes, and know you belong to me.

All that we are is the result of what we have thought. If a man speaks or acts with an evil thought, pain follows him. If a man speaks or acts with a pure thought, happiness follows him.

Through her eyes I have seen so many wonders.
Through her eyes I have experienced so many new things.
Through her eyes I have felt the touch of danger and loved it.
Through her eyes I have seen disappointment.
Through her eyes I see my faults.
Through her eyes I see the insecurities I posses.
Through her eyes I see the beauty of the world
Through her eyes I see the way life should be lived.
Through My eyes I see and feel the love I have for her.

My eyes were meant for seeing
even though I am blind
My mouth was meant for talking
even though I am a mute
My ears were meant for hearing
even though I am deaf


My hands and arms were meant for touching and holding
even though they are broken
My feet and legs were meant for standing and walking
even though I am paralized
Mt heart was meant to love and understand
even though it is always breaking
I can still do all the above because I believe in myself.

I created this new profile as to get out from under the user name I had from long ago.. I will still refer to my old profile for different things but this is going to be my main profile from now on.. My old profile is under masertigersvixen for those that have nessaged me I am here now..