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IF YOU DON'T HAVE A PHOTO FOR ME TO VIEW, DON'T BOTHER WRITING ME A MESSAGE. YOU WRITE ME BECAUSE OF MY PHOTOS. I JUST WANT THE SAME CHOICE YOU HAVE. I WILL NOT ANSWER ANY MAILS WITHOUT VIEWING A PHOTO.

MY RULES:
1) I AM ALWAYS RIGHT.
2) IF I WANT TO SEE YOUR COCK, I WILL COMMAND IT OF YOU.
3) DON'T BEG TO VIEW MY CAM.
4) IF YOU BELITTLE ME, IT WILL BE THE LAST TIME YOU TALK TO ME.
5) IF YOU WANT TO KNOW "ASL", LOOK AT MY PROFILE... AND YOURS BETTER BE FILLED OUT TOO, IF YOU WANT TO CHAT.
6) NO DIRECTING! I DO WHAT I WANT WHEN I WANT.
7) I AM CLASSY, NOT TRASHY. I CAN BE SLEAZY BUT I AM
NEVER EASY.
8) NO MARRIED MEN OR MEN IN SERIOUS RELATIONSHIPS WILL BE CONSIDERED.
9) I AM HERE TO FIND ONE MAN, NOT TO PLAY GAMES ONLINE. FIND SOMEONE WHO IS ALSO LOOKING TO PLAY GAMES IF THAT IS WHAT YOU WANT. THERE ARE MANY JUST LIKE YOU ON HERE. I AM NOT ONE OF THEM.
10) BE HONEST. BE RESPECTFUL. HAVE A GOOD SENSE OF
HUMOR.

IF YOU CAN'T FOLLOW MY RULES, GO TALK TO SOMEONE ELSE AND DON'T WASTE MY TIME.

I am a Mistress looking to find a very docile, pliable SLAVE. If I ever find one, I will ultimately relocate to him/ her for a long term live-in s/M relationship. I seek one who wishes a full life with a goal of collaring. I want to take the vanilla public aspects (for respect of society, family, friends and the job) and blend them with the private BDSM aspects of the lifestyle to form a strong and lasting, exciting life for U/us to share. I seek the other half of My soul, yin to My yang, the submissive half to join the strong half and be a complete soul; My soulmate for life. A slave without a Mistress is nothing; but a Mistress without a slave is also lacking in life. It takes the two to have a lasting relationship.

2/21/2008 10:05:24 PM
I am curious about something... When you write to someone on here, why do you then cancel your account so you won't even get an answer? I don't understand that and it is a pet peeve of Mine! lol Why write to Me if you don't want Me to write you back? Especially if you are expressing interest in getting better acquainted... I don't come on here like I used to as I have personal things to handle at the present time but I still DO come on and check My mails every so often! *grin*
11/4/2007 2:32:27 PM
I think I'll keep the rest of the story until I see if it's worth publishing, where anyone can read it if they wish but the ones who don't want to read it don't have to read it on My journal! lol
10/27/2007 8:49:49 AM
She gave the customer the keys to his room and told him to have a pleasant evening. If he needed anything, he could just call the lobby and they would gladly get it for him. She watched him as he walked out the front door of the hotel lobby and then finished up the paperwork on him.

Her name was Rayne. She was full blooded American Indian and you could see it in her face, skin, posture. She was 31 years old. 5'10" tall, not thin or thick but more rounded out and voluptous. She had long, thick dark brown hair that reached the top of her buttox and she wore it in a big bun on the back of her head during work hours. More regal than beautiful; more sensual than sexual. She was very unique and knew it which gave her an aggressive and dominant personality. Her eyes were slightly tilted and very brown, and with only a look there was immediate charisma between her and who she was talking to. Everyone seemed to like her. She was outgoing, pleasant and always smiling, although she had always been a take charge type of person. She had a dark look to her and always wore dark, slightly revealing clothing.

Her parents had been very well off and when they died, they had left her a small fortune. She used the money to buy this hotel and renovate it and her efforts were rewarded. The grounds were well maintained, rolling hills, flowers everywhere. The hotel had 100 rooms for rent with a swimming pool that was crystal clear and a meeting/party room that was for rent. She had taken a very large room back in the corner and transformed it into day care for her customers with children. If they wanted to go out on the town, they could drop their children at the day care and pay the people who watched the children there. It had become a very important part of her hotel because it was something unique that other hotels did not offer. The rooms themselves had been completely refurbished and were truly beautiful. Rugs had been taken out and the wood floors stripped, sanded and varnished until they shone like moonlight on smooth waters. Each room had beautiful indian bedspreads that matched the curtains, throw rugs instead of carpets and hand-made wooden furniture along with a television, music that could be piped into the rooms by an intercom system, a refrigerator, air conditioning and a microwave oven. On top of it all, she had one jacuzzi room and one honeymoon suite also available. Since she had reopened the doors to the hotel, it had been constantly full and it was doing well as far as bringing in the money. She smiled as she finished doing her nightly paperwork and getting the bank deposit for the day ready to drop the following morning.

She looked up as she heard Sarah's car pull into the parking lot. They exchanged hellos and she brought Sarah up to date as far as reservations for the night and things that needed done in certain rooms. She smiled and waved goodbye to Sarah as she stepped out the back door of the lobby and looked around the small courtyard there. It was like a yard with buildings on three sides with the back of the lobby and her private apartment being the fourth side. She had had beautiful trees put in the courtyard between the buildings that budded white and red flowers every spring until the petals fell and the leaves filled in the trees instead. They smelled so heavenly and looked picturesque; in fact, it was one of the photos she took for the hotel brochure she had put out. There was a bench under each of the 3 trees to sit on if she or any customer staying in a room so desired.

She unlocked the door to her home and stepped inside it. It was small but the impact upon entering always made her smile. Perfect. Lovely. Cozy. Her home. She entered into the dining room with a high vaulted ceiling and a huge fireplace that dominated the room. Thick, luxurious carpet covered the floors. To the left was a wet bar that separated the dining room and the kitchen which was up two stairs. It was homey but convenient and had top of the line refrigerator, stove and dishwasher built into the walls. If you stepped left, the bathroom was a step away with a bathtub/shower in the first half of the room with a jacuzzi you could turn on in it and scented candles sitting all around the tub. Two steps up there was a huge counter with all of her female necessities on it and the stool. To the right of the living room were 3 bedrooms that sat beside one another in a row making the back of the apartment. Straight ahead was the living room which had a type of round wall that faced the street in front of the hotel. Windows from top to bottom of the room gave it an airy look with elegant gold silk curtains that hung from ceiling to floor and could be pulled open across the entire set of windows. There was of course cable TV and music and the furniture was of the best quality, most comfortable to lounge on after a hard day at work. She also had a bell set up in the kitchen and bedroom in case anyone needed anything during the night in the lobby or hotel rooms.

There was a door in the main bedroom, her room, that looked like a closet door; however, when she opened it she descended a flight of stairs into a small private cement basement. It was spotlessly clean. The walls were covered in carpeting as well as the floor which kept the room cool in the summer and warm in the winter. It also soundproofed the room. There could be a party going on down there with the loudest music imaginable and nobody would be the wiser. Nobody even knew about this room - she had had it built exactly to her own specifications and it was done up right. Her dungeon. There were sconces on the walls holding scented candles and she had all of her favorite toys set in holders on the walls of the room. There were manacles on chains hanging from the ceiling and walls. Various sized whips, a cane, paddle, thin birch wood for beatings and spankings. Adult toys around the room. Torture devices for the nipples, cock and balls, and anus hung on the walls and sat on various shelves she had put in just for that type of thing. Her play room. She loved it. She could do anything in this room and nobody would ever know about it.

In vanilla public, Rayne was a very exceptional woman. She was a successful business owner and ran her own hotel. She had many friends and everyone liked her that met her. She was aggressive and dominant. She loved to smile, laugh and enjoy life since she had worked so hard to get where she was today. For a woman her age, she was a success...

In BDSM private, she was a Mistress. A Dominant or Domme. She was very powerful and loved taking control. It was what she did and who she was. If she saw something she wanted, she took it. Period. She was wise beyond her years and had much experience at what she did. For a woman her age, she was very good at whatever she did...

10/7/2007 7:42:05 AM
I have thought about writing a book perhaps about My BDSM experiences. I've had one short story published and I've had many tell Me I do have a way with words. I think I will write it here first, chapter by chapter in My journal as entries. What I would truly like is for ANYONE who reads these journal entries of Mine to write Me with comments, good OR bad, about whether or not they feel I have any talent at writing. I would appreciate only helpful and sincere criticisms so that I can decide whether to put it all together somehow into a book... I hope at the least that everyone who reads My journal entries enjoys what they are reading! Good luck to Me! lol
7/17/2007 5:30:46 PM
I have finally gotten moved to Iowa! I am NO LONGER IN THE ROCKFORD, ILLINOIS area so read this and don't write Me because we are both living in the Rockford area, please. I am now residing in the Quad Cities area! I hope to get back online on a regular basis soon.
6/2/2007 12:21:46 AM
On June 9, 2007, I will be moving to Iowa. I am looking for new people to chat with...
3/27/2007 9:31:47 PM
I am BBW. I am 5'7" tall and weigh 250 pounds. I am a smoker. I am trying to quit and have gone from 14 packs a week to 3 packs a week in the last 10 months. I do this Myself for Me and won't do it if told to by someone else. It is My choice and if you seek a non-smoker, pass My profile by.

I am not sadistic or masochistic. My hard limits are SCAT, permanently maiming, needles, animals, electricity, children, sharps to cut the flesh and blood letting. I do not wish to own a CD or TV. I do not wish to train or sissify Mine in that area. I have nothing against it; I am just not personally into it. I am bisexual. If I want a male, I want a male; if I want a female , I will go get one. There are many more ways to humiliate that I enjoy rather than dressing a male in female clothing.

I seek one for total body worship. I like light to medium bondage, whips, cane, paddle, using hands, nipple clamps, CBT, hot wax, toys, dildo, strap-on. I enjoy humiliating. I have a nipple fetish. I bite, not to draw blood, but if I am... aroused, I tend to leave marks. I like to push one's limits to the edge but I also respect hard limits.

I love to smile, laugh, enjoy life. I am aggressive and dominant always. I am strict but fair and have a good heart. I have 15 years of wisdom and experience and I am very good at what I do. I want TPE and total control at all times. Even in vanilla, I have subtle ways to control and you will always feel My control over you. I enjoy tease and denial in vanilla also. I am versatile and imaginative; I don't "schedule" what will happen. I go with how I feel so you will never know what to expect. It keeps you on your toes and makes long term more exciting and adventurous.

I am not here for fun and games on the internet. I don't judge anyone but if that's what you seek, look elsewhere because I am not the One for you. I write this in hopes that the one I seek is reading it at this very moment...
AnneThrax
 
 Age: 22
 New york, New York