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If you want me and my submission, EARN IT!

If you are interested, PLEASE message me something worthwhile. Tell me about you, what you are looking for and why you messaged me. I am tired of the wasting my time emails

Two Mottos I live by Communication is key. Education is power



Im seeking an eventual Masterslave relationship! I know deep down what I am. I am a slave. I want to earn the position of slave and find a Master worthy of that position. Again, that will only come with growth and trust in the relationship. I will not call anyone Master unless he becomes my Master.

I will not tolerate liars! Im open and honest and expect the same. If your significant other doesnt know about this side of you, then Im not interested.

I have been a part of this lifestyle for about 6 years now. I have learned more than I ever thought possible. I started as a complete newb, but now I know what I am and what I want.

I will not lie and say it has always been a joyous ride. It has been a very bumpy one. But I am learning and growing. I have also learned more about myself. This journey is the best road to self discovery and learning why I am the way I am.

If youve read this far and are still interested, please message me and lets see where things lead.


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3/5/2018 7:13:10 PM
Want me? EARN me!

10/23/2016 3:11:29 PM

I believe I am ready and will begin the search for a new Owner/Master

Things I require: Take these to heart and don?t even bother if you are not OK with any of these.


1. Must be Poly. I will never ever give up anything I have with my BB. He is my world! I know from experience that Poly is possible!


2. I am fine with LDR, however, I refuse to ever get involved in one again unless there is regular visits


3. Be sensitive to the fact that I have gotten out of a serious three year relationship. I have been trained to be his slut, not yours. So that being said, I anticipate patience will be needed to retrain me


4. I am extremely picky, cautious, protective, and don?t trust easily. That being said, if you are a fake/cheater/or just looking for a thrill?.don?t even bother. I will know


5. I?m fiercely loyal and don?t play games. I expect the same.


6. I want to be owned and controlled 100%. That takes time, understanding, patience, trust and even love. If you don?t have the time, please keep moving!


7. If I seem like something you are interested in, please drop me a message, let?s chat and see where?things lead.


8. Oh and one more thing?with BB and I being swingers, you must be willing to share me as your slut/slave. You by all means would have a say of what can and can?t be done to me during any given situation, but being poly means multiple; not just BB and you. ;)


10/23/2016 3:10:13 PM
A slave serves her Owner with much more than her flesh.  She is his inspiration and his muse.

Owning a slave is not about fucking her or marking her.  It is about living inside her soul.

10/23/2016 3:08:56 PM

YES!!!! I'M HAPPILY MARRIED:

If you are “so happily” married then why do you have a Master?

I get this question from time to time. Most of the time I don’t even bother to respond. If they are closed minded enough to even ask such a question, then most likely anything I have to say will not make a difference.

Humans are a social creature. We have many different needs. We have needs that are satisfied by our friends, acquaintances, co-workers, family, children, significant others, etc. It is impossible to think any one person could satisfy all our needs.

I have needs that my husband can not satisfy. A need for dominance and control. A need to submit. He satisfies my needs of being treated like a princess and doting on me. He also has needs that I can’t satisfy. That is why we opened our marriage and are poly.

Does that mean we aren’t happily married? Quite the opposite. I think the ability to open up our relationship to another shows how strong and happy we truly are. We accept the fact we can’t be everything to one another. We accept the fact these needs can only be met by another. We love each other enough to let another satisfy these needs. We are willing to do anything needed to ensure we are happy and fulfilled.

Opening up our marriage has made us stronger than ever. We are more in love know, after 23 years of marriage, than I ever dreamed possible.

So to those of you that doubt our happiness, I challenge you to look into your relationship and ask yourself….Does your significant other love you enough to share you? Do you love him/her enough to share them? No? Perhaps you are fortunate enough to have all your needs met, or perhaps your relationship isn’t strong enough.

YES!!!!! I am HAPPILY married!!


10/23/2016 3:06:56 PM

Communication is easy right?!?!

The communication process involves a sender and a receiver. There is information to be shared and “What I mean” is coded and sent through the channel of air and/or light waves and decoded by the receiver as “What I understand” It’s simple right?

What do you do if the information you “mean” to sent is not “understood” the way you intend? Why does it happen? Noise!

Noise can come in many forms from literal noise such as static, music, TV or conversations in the background. It can also be frame of reference, attitude, mood, thoughts or anything else that can distract the receiver.

The question is how do I fix this? How can I communicate with the receiver effectively and make sure the message is understood the way I intend? The noise is getting in the way of our communication and it is having a huge impact.


10/23/2016 2:58:56 PM

My Slave Cravings:

Every time I close my eyes

I crave him

I crave to be naked awaiting his arrival in my submissive pose
On my knees, legs spread open, chest out, head down

I crave to hear his footsteps as he approaches me
Feeling the thrill heighten between my legs as he strokes my hair

I crave to hear him whisper “good girl”
Just like I want you; open and ready to serve your master

I crave to look up into his eyes
But I know better; and await his command

I crave the heighten awareness, body tingling
Feeling his presence before me, longing for his touch

I crave to hear the sweet sound of his zipper coming undone
And see his pants fall to his ankles

I crave to feel his hands entwined in my hair
As he thrusts himself deep into my throat

I crave the slow and forceful thrusts
Feeling him deeper and deeper

I crave to feel the tears stream down my cheeks
Smearing my eye makeup

I crave to taste his sweet saltiness
As he empties his juices in my mouth

I crave to hear his words “good girl”
As he lifts my chin to look at him

I crave to stare into his eyes, soaking in his beauty
As I feel the wetness increase between my legs

I crave him to push me on the bed
Binding my arms and legs so I can’t move

I crave to feel his breath upon my skin
Kissing and touching every inch of my body

I crave to feel his fingers plunge deep inside me
Making me writhe and pull against the restraints

I crave to feel his hands wrapped around my throat
As he growls in my ear “You are mine!!

I crave to have him tease and torture my body
Making me beg over and over to cum

I crave to say “please”
Please Master may I cum??? PLEASE??

I crave to hear those words utter from his mouth
“Cum for me my slave!”

I crave the release from the restraints
As he throws my over on the bed

I crave to feel him spread my cheeks apart
And feel him assault my behind

I crave to have him to pull me to him by my hair
Feel his lips and teeth bite deep into my neck

I crave to gasp for air
With his hands wrapped around my neck

I crave to feel his fingers tease my clit
Bringing me to the brink of yet another orgasm

I crave to hear him scream
“cum!!”

I crave to reach the heights of pure ecstasy
As we climax together

I crave the orders to draw a bath
To clean every inch of his body

I crave to brush his hair, help him dress
And tie his tie

I crave to give him complete control of my choices
As he has chosen the outfit I will wear

I crave to walk arm in arm with him
As I feel the stares; wondering if they can see my girl parts

I crave to sit across from him in the restaurant
Seeing that evil grin and twinkle in his eyes

I crave to have him order me to CUM
As the waitress approaches our table

I crave to be breathless; unable to speak
So he has to order for me as I blush in embarrassment

I crave to have him lead me to the dance floor
As the wetness drips down my legs

I crave him to take me back to our room
Where he orders me to undress

I crave to hear him say “in submissive position slave”
And I eagerly obey

I crave to feel him place his collar around my neck
As the tears of joy stream down my cheeks

I crave to hear him say
That’s MY girl

I crave to have him lead me to the bed
Pulling me by the collar

I crave to feel him deep between my legs
Penetrating oh so deep

I crave his arms around my body
Chest to chest

I crave to feel his thrusts
In and out; over and over

I crave to hear those sweet words
“Cum for me MY slave”

I crave to feel him explode deep inside me
And collapse in exhaustion

I crave to hold him in my arms
And me in his

I crave to sleep the night away
And awake naked next to him

Every time I close my eyes
I crave a master
To make me obey!


10/23/2016 2:54:26 PM
HOW I BECAME AN ANAL WHORE:

(This is a writing from 3 years ago)

You want to fuck me where???? Those were the words I uttered eons ago when my husband asked to fuck my ass. I'm sorry, but that hole is EXIT ONLY!!!

Well, through the years, we dabbled ... or should I say I let him dabble. But I had to be drunk....inhibitions wwwaayyy low. Or really really turned on.

Through our 19 years of marriage, He could probably count how many times I let him in there....Until recently that is.

We have been swingers for over ten years. We are very selective with our play partners. Friends with benefits is our motto. Almost every play couple we have ever chosen; and them choosing us, have become some amazing friends. Friends that we play with multiple times. One of my favorite "boy toys" as I like to call him was the one that put me over the edge with anal.

The adventure started with hubby and I in our motel room. I had promised boy toy a blow job before his event. He showed up bright and early at 8 am...I was still wrapped in my towel from taking a shower. Hubby was in the shower.

When I opened the door, he came in, didn't even say a word, grabbed me and kissed me. Kissed me so hard and passionately, I could feel the juices start to flow between my legs. Oh my how I have missed this guy! He immediately ripped my towel off and began to squeeze my breasts. Squeezing one while kissing, sucking, biting the other. My breath quickened, began to moan, and became weak in the knees.

He threw me on the bed....spread my legs wide open and began to lick and finger me. This is not what I was expecting....I was only expecting to please him. As he continued to lick and finger, husband came out of the shower in all smiles, joined us on the bed for some fun.

Boy toy was licking so good....I could feel myself getting close to going over the edge. He must have been able to feel me quicken, because every time I was close to cumming...he would stop and just finger....switching between my ass and pussy. He finally told me...you will not cum until you beg me!! Oh my...I forgot we talked about this. As soon as he said those words to me...I begged...begged to cum on his face...what seemed like FOREVER....he finally said yes...and began to lick again....I exploded on his face....That felt sooo good.

After I came....he pulled me off the bed by my hair....put me to my knees and laid on the edge of the bed....making me suck his cock. He is so big...I had never taken his entire cock in my mouth in the past. Well not this day....he shoved it deep down my throat. Oh my, I don't like this....I'm gagging....eyes begin to water. I don't want to do this...but have no choice...I can't move my head. To my surprise...it didn't take him long....I could feel his cock twitch in my mouth. I do remember him telling me he was going to save this load for my mouth. Knowing he was getting a blow job....he wanted the biggest load for my mouth. So no sex, no masturbation for him in two days. I kept thinking...THANK GOD...I don't think I could handle much more of this. Next thing I knew....he was cumming....Oh my...this is amazing...having him hold my head in place...taking every inch of him as he released inside my mouth. MMMM This tastes sooo good. So much, but so tasty. I was a good girl and didn't waste one single drop. Finally he released my head and I gasped for air....panting, trying to catch my breath. I looked up and hubby and boy toy were all smiles. Pleased with myself...I licked my lips and had to ask....how come your seed tasted so damn good? He said he had heard eating fruits like pineapple make it taste better. For all you guys out there.......IT DOES....OH IT DOES!!!!

He quickly dressed and left....leaving me aching for more. Well thankfully hubby was there to take care of that itch.

Day progressed, boy toy at his event...hubby and I doing this and doing that. Finally the moment came when I got the text that boy toy was done with his event and he would meet us at the hotel in 1/2 hour. Once we were all there....I was instructed to strip. As I stripped, they stripped...both of them laying on the bed waiting for me....oh man ... what a hot, sexy sight.

Once I was naked, I crawled on the bed between them. Each of them taking a breast to play with...kissing...sucking,... squeezing....nibble....BITE...mmm. Each of them taking turns traveling down my body to my body....teasing me...making me spread my legs, aching for their touch between my legs.

Next thing I knew...I was on all fours on the bed...hubby standing on one end in front of me, boy toy behind me. Boy toy grabbed my hair and told me to suck hubby;s cock. I eagerly obliged. As I sucked, he surprised me by jamming his cock deep inside me. I stopped sucking and yelped. He ordered me to continue sucking as he pounded me oh so good. I was enjoying the situation so much, my eyes were closed. Enjoying two of my holes being filled. I had no idea what was happening around me.

Well, while my eyes were closed, enjoying my two cocks, What I didn't realize was my husband was passing boy toy the bottle of lube. Next thing I know...I feel something cool running down my open hole. What...what is that? I feel his fingers penetrate my hole...Oh my...all three holes being filled one way or another. Boy toy pulls out and before I could even realize that he did, he jammed his cock in my ass. WTF????? No easing in...just bam....my ass was full of his cock.

I was so surprised....I obviously stopped sucking hubby's cock. The pain was so intense....If I weren't already on my knees....I would have dropped to them. My top half of my body collapsed in pain...I began to cry it hurt so bad. All he did was sit there....no pumping....just letting my ass adjust to his cock as it stretched me. I know I had to be torn...stretched beyond belief. I kept asking me if I was OK....I said nothing. Panting...trying to catch my breath...still in so much pain as it was STILL trying to adjust to his girth.

This was it...this was the moment I fell in love with anal sex. Because as much as it hurt....it felt so damn good. Who knew that kind of pain could be such a turn on? I sure didn't. He kept asking me over and over if I was OK. (no discussion of safe words as neither of us dabbled with bdsm and knew of no such thing at the time) I finally cried out yes...just fuck me already!!!!

He grabbed my head by my hair....forced my head back up to suck hubby's cock as he began to pump in and out....Tears streaming down my face, I eagerly sucked as my ass still tried to adjust...hurting oh so good as he pumped in and out...faster and faster. I came. I came. and I came...yes three times in who knows how long (but it wasn't long) The pain felt that good....I orgasmed. I couldn't believe it. I was in shock and awe. I have a hard time orgasming vaginally and I came three times anally???? REALLY???? Wow...the pain was that good.

The situation progressed with each of them filling me with their seed in each hole....The night was far from over, they played with my like their little toy until about 2 am. AND yes....I BEGGED for more anal that night. I had the pleasure of DP, mouth and pussy, mouth and ass, pussy and ass...it was an amazing night. One I WILL never forget.

This was in May of this year. I have had more anal sex since then with hubby, and others, more than I ever let hubby do in our 19 years of marriage. LOL

Almost every other time, I beg for hubby's cock in my ass....
he now calls me an ASS WHORE!!!

I like the name! How about you??????


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