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Seeking someone real to meet........
If you want to know what I look like....
I sent my photo to someone called "spartacusanslave" and he replied, "oh well you're not that unattractive". Maybe if you want to know what I look like you could contact him and he'll give you a rating out of 10, although judging by that comment it won't be too high. Here's hoping you're a bit desperate and won't mind.
Update
Someone vaguely interested in me did contact the above to find out what I scored. The message I received back was:
"He says 6.5 to 7 which probably means you are a bit of a dog. Still I am not that interested in your face so nothing a full head hood would not solve".

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12/21/2015 8:48:29 PM

Male Dominant, 40

Him: Can I interest you in me?
Me: Your profile says looking for "fun and games".  No thanks.  When I want "fun and games" I'll join games workshop or take a trip to Alton Towers.
Him: I doubt you want to train me as your slave then?
Correct.  Another "Slave" advertising himself as a male dominant.  zzzzzzzzzzz
Update:
He came back and announced "your loss".


12/21/2015 8:40:42 PM

Me:  
Are you single? 
Your profile makes you sound like you are married and just seeking a woman with low self esteem or self worth to beat up for a bit.
Him:  I'm married. I seek subs who want to be trained as pain sluts.
Which is basically exactly what I concluded from his less than sophisticated profile!
Him: You are really astute to have worked that out.
Me: Yeah because it was really hard.


12/21/2015 8:31:09 PM

It's raining again.

As I watch the drops chase each other down the windowpanes, I remember  you.
Your touch, your scent...
the way you taste....
and the way you hold me... when I cry - just a little...
and then a little more.
I hear the wind outside howling and I think of you again...
your voice firm and commanding as my body heaves in submission...
It's cold outside,
it's been raining all afternoon.
Now that the night has fallen it's not stopping.
I wonder if you're thinking of me like I'm thinking of you,
searching each shadow for my face,
hoping the night opens wide and embraces you once again...
the lips against yours... my lips.
The fingers tangled in your hair... my fingers.
The blood pounding in my ears so loudly I barely hear your whispered commands.

When I listened in that dark and still night,
the street lights flickered across the bedroom, shadows across your face.
I lay and watched you sleeping... and the sound of your breathing kept me alive.

There is a crack in all that god has made, we fall into the world like raindrops.


12/20/2015 3:40:38 PM

Of course, like everyone on here, I'm a total slave and my interests include kidnap, confinement, masochism and torture - but only in the safe sane and consensual context of a online polyamarous relationship.


12/20/2015 12:07:17 PM

Stay another day - 2011


12/7/2015 3:26:57 AM


Messages with Mr M., many concerning
Doris.


Dear Lily,
I'm tempted to invite you for some kitty play, mixed up with *other kinky shit*, hopefully delicious enough so you completely miss the fact that the sex is awesome lousy seks.  If you don't, you're friends, if you do, then if you're friends, you're not going to play each other...
Friends first... see?  I'm sure you can reply with one hand.  Doris is utterly besotted with me, she won't even let my lovely lovely daughter fuss her QUITE like I do... but in time you MAY be presented with her leopard spotted tummy.
XXXX


Dear Mr M.,
However I rather like the sound of Doris and the life she leads with you and would consider coming down for some kitten play if it means being ruined completely which I feel I would quite enjoy even if the sex is awful.
XXXX


Dear Lily,
I couldn't sleep.  I came back for a peek and found another lovely memo.  You're not really competing with Doris you fucking maniac if you drive a wedge between me and my cat I'll fucking cut you x.
Kitty play, pony play, objectification, dollification, spoiling you ROTTEN, latex bondage... gosh I do like string, (I get all OCD and try to make you symmetrical)... taking you out to dinner with your bottom plugged and lovely lubed-up latex knickers keeping you all sealed up... and even YUMMIER things if you're a GOOD girl for Daddy.  That's ruined any objectivity hasn't it....   
To be honest, your "memory" piece was so good, although it didn't cheer me up, it did touch me... and that was bloody good. x
Doris has read your memo over my shoulder and is making a kittyscowlface cute puring sound.  She is very possessive of me, I hope it won't be a problem because if it is it's you that will suffer.  I'm really trying to go to sleep now.  Being tired isn't going to make that Audi turbo any easier.
XXXX


Dear Mr M.,
That memo was so ordinary nice.  It made me feel couldn't you try a bit bloody harder a lot better.
Knowing that you are just like all the other men so in touch with my needs.  Suggesting things I have absolutely no interest in new things, and I've done with other men and hated things for us to do together.  
Really I hate I feel very endeared to that fucking bitch cat that is taking all your time away from me her.  I can't wait to meet her and put her in a pot roast give her a cuddle.  Some women would feel threatened by your cat taking all your emotion away from them might mind the additional responsibility but I am hoping she will be dead soon so I don't mind.
I wish you were still up to keep me company as I am feeling like shit and also not very well and its lonely here on my own and I need a cuddle but you, you fucking bastard live to far away were here.
I also wish I hadn't brought that bastard low life Martin a valentines card which I have now had to put in the drawer along with Jasons valentine card the year before and should have had Terrys in there the year before that as he was already cheating on me.  I often wonder if this is how my life is going to be forever a happy Valentines Day.
I'm glad we met because now we haven't fucked we can pretend to be friends, and then when we do fuck I can use emotional blackmail to stop you leaving me until I decide to have an affair with someone that will be able to cater for my alternative needs I don't feel so alone.
XXXX


Dearest Lily you 24 Karat bitch,
Happy Valentines Day xxx I could break you in half and smash you to pieces I am sure you hid the cat bowl in the cupboard the other morning and Doris couldn't find it and was hungry.
Thank you so much for your heartfelt response you fucking freak, the only thing good enough for you is abduction and a trip back to Norfolk trussed up in the back of my van.
I am laughing as I write this, the more we play this game, the harder it becomes to run both trains of thought and as much as I might pretend otherwise, its not the only thing that's harder, your "attitude" and your psychobabble self examination is actually making me fucking horny.
Did you want to talk about the operation on your arm?  Frankly I don't give a fuck about your health issues, all I'm really bothered about is if you'll be fit to be knocked around and fucked brutally.  Will you manage ok with your arm in a sling?  Don't worry about your operation it will be the last thing you have to worry about once I get hold of you soon pass.
Here's that hug you needed last night.  shame I'm so busy, or I'd zip over to Leicester, spend five minutes being nice, then cuff you helpless, put a bag over your head and fuck you so you couldn't walk properly for days.
XXXX


Dear Mr M.,
I am sorry it has taken so long to reply.  I just could not be bothered before have been very busy getting things ready for my operation, or rather having some last minute wanks before I can't use my right arm, getting things prepared for the six weeks my arm will be in a sling.
I am very glad you are finding me horny and want to fuck me because I will probably make you pay for all the men who have let me down in my life and find me desirable.  I will certainly taunt you about this and play hard to get, making you want me more and more till in the end you're prepared to act out my fantasies in a desperate bid to get me into your bed one weekend love the fact that you like me and we share nothing whatsoever so many things in common such as we both adore me such as a love of cats.
I am quite worried how I will wank cope with my arm in a sling.  Will I be able to wank myself stupid, get the batteries in the vibrator or rub my clit, cook.  I am also worried that I haven't written a will you will forget me.
How is the lovely Doris?  Is that flipping moggy still live?  It must be nice to have company you'd miss me a fuck of a lot more if she wasn't around and it might make you try harder to please me.  Have you ever talked to anyone who is an expert on cats because did you know they should sleep outside in the garage over protection of them can mean they lose their natural instincts.  I hope Doris is soon dead likes me.  I have a feeling I can aid her untimely demise or at least put her in the garage to stop you making a fuss of her when I need all your attention.  In the winter we can put an electric heater by her water bowl communicate with cats on a psychic level.
I had a shit Valentines Day because the man who said he isn't married but obviously is, didn't turn up although I made lots of arrangements because we had an argument over him not turning up the last Sunday when he said he would, and then he told me he only speaks to me when he sees me and has "fun" withme and that is why he can't be bothered to talk to me on days he doesn't see me and is on here talking to other women instead so in the end I thought he was not good enough for me and left him, after a considerable amount of bi polar hysterial reaction I really missed you and found myself thinking about you all the time.
Hopefully, next year, Doris will be in the garage we can be together.
Have you had much thought about putting Doris in the garage who can look after Doris if we go to Berlin?  Do you think you spend too much time spoiling that feline over protected moggy there is anything else we could do together, maybe in the winter when hopefully Doris will be dead I'll be feeling better.
Write soon you over protective cat bastard darling.  I know you love Doris more than me miss me.
XXXX


Dear Mr M.,
Referring to your "Here's that hug you needed last night x shame I'm so busy, or I'd  zip over to Leicester, spend five minutes being nice, then cuff you helpless, put a bag over your head and fuck you so you couldn't walk properly for days".
I can think of nothing I would like more right now than to have a bag over my head and fucked so hard I couldn't walk properly for days a cuddle.
I wouldn't want you to think that I am the type of girl who wants to have a bag over my head and be fucked so hard I can't walk properly for days cuddles anybody.
I am very fussy who I let put a bag over my head and fuck me so hard I can't walk properly for days into my affections.
You have to be so careful who you meet these days.  There are so many real freaks out there who don't want to put a bag over my head and fuck me so hard I can't walk properly for days don't show women respect.
I hope this has made things abundantly clear to you that I want you to put a bag over my head and fuck me so I can't walk properly for days cleared things up between us.
XXXX


Hello Dearest you little cunt where is the cats bowl Lily,
I couldn't wait to write to you and say what fucking right do you have to suppose I'm sufficiently interested in you to spend every waking hour sending you memos hello.
I'm sorry to neglect you so sorely.  I have had a busy day.  Two callouts, chopping some logs to keep the woodburner going, and an attempt to progress a nightmare job I've got in the workshop.  Have you any idea how difficult it is to maintain some sort of equilibrium and poise, when you're so hungry, and clever enough to throw such temptation in my path.  You're very clever, you've managed by repetition to seed an awfully specific desire.
Please understand that I'm not in any way trying to manipulate you by offering you the crumb of internet companionship, when you're worried about your operation, but I find your humour, especially in the face of adversity, both very clever and oddly alluring.  I'm pleased with myself that I've read you so well, and that humourand a little semblance of respect, have allowed you to unravel the depth of your twisted desire, and project them onto me.
I believe whatever level of friendship, relationship, or whatever in between is achieved, that if you cannot treat somebody with respect, then it says a great deal about you.  You fortunately have more than enough common sense to be choosy about whom you let into your affections, or decide from whom to accept hugs.. fucking RESPECT?? I'll give you respect you little whore... you'll play by my rules, missy, and like it.  
How long are you actually in hospital, for the operation.  I'll be bloody glad to have you away for a few days, because frankly your constant neediness is getting wearing or is it one of those "day procedure" things?
Do you have anyone who will look after you, or at least look out for you.  I'm hoping you're so fucking isolated, that the small amount of affection I'm prepared to give you, will make you even more desperate for the disgusting abuse I have planned for you.
Y
You'll find you're actually more resourceful than you think, hopefully your time off is taken care of, in terms of sick pay etc.  I'd encourage you to make the best of it.  If you can't "do" anything else, look at it as a great opportunity to relax, catch up reading, maybe even investigate those things you never have time for when you're fully fit, and too busy to.  If you're really stuck, whilst I can't possibly offer any sort of instant response, I could maybe be tempted to visit, and provide some distraction and to be honest, if you wear the batteries out in your vast selection of vibrating insertables, you can always borrow a road drill from the council workmen.
You're quite correct, I must confess I do miss your cleverness and the coy allusions to your interests and passions.  On a final note, I wouldn't worry about writing a will unless you make me the beneficiary, because the treatment I have in mind for you, means you probably won't last very long anyway ...
Darling girl, I hope your weekend is good, and you've been enjoying the sunshine.  Write back soon you little cunt, I'm enjoying the process of you panicking about your operation and having to turn to me for strength and superiority.  I shall make you as needy as I can.
X
XXXX


Dear Mr M.,
I was overjoyed to find your mail in my inbox.  About fucking time you bastard I thought you were taking me for granted.  How is Doris, is she dead yet happy?
I'm sorry you've been so busy.  You had better be earning a lot of money for this and buy me something nice to make up for neglecting me.  I have thought about you all the time and imagined life together with you without Doris without all these problems.
I'm going to be in hospital for two days.  It is a day procedure if they think you are fit enough for it, but they don't think I am fit enough.  I'm Jewish and 52, we need a lot of private doctors.  I don't have anybody to look after me because I don't have any family You should marry me.  I have a son, his father is not far away so he can go and stay with him, he goes to stay whenever I need time to myself to have a bag put over my head and be roggered stupid so I can't walk for a week.  He is only 13 so he can't really look after me so make  sure you are coming down.  I am worried and dreading it and hope you will buy me a nice present . Yes it will be lovely if you can visit me.  Interflora deliver flowers for the days you can't. You asked my surname, it is Niederquell (is it fuck).   My first name is not even Lily but you won't know that until I've cased the joint and vanished.
Before I go how is your darling bastard cat.  I hope she is dead well.  I can't wait to bury her in the garden see her again.  Have you made sure she will always be looked after do not leave your money to a cat.
XXXX


Darling Lily I think the honeymoon period is over
 
I was delighted to see that you had replied so fully and honestly although its getting a bit much, all I really want to do is put a bag over your head and feel you writhe and suffocate while I fuck you brutally.
E
Every moment of my busy day is filled with delightful thoughts of you, and of how we can be together, so you have the opportunity to serve me completely at which point I'll be free to grow a straggly grey pony tail, wear my long cherished leather waistcoat, and have you chained in the cupboard under the stairs crocheting squaw blankets.
Darling girl, please try not to worry about the operation.  I know it's an empty thing to say, but I'm sure it'll  be alright, despite them thinking you're not fit enough for it to be a day procedure, I suspect the decision is as much about your not having anyone at home to take care of you which is great, and I'm fucking delighted with myself that I've wormed that bit of information out of you.
Despite your sons youth, you'll probably be surprised how concerned be will be, and what he will do to try and help you.  I see him as no more of a threat to my owning you totally, than you do my cat.  I really wish we did live nearer.  I will make you suffer it up to you later.
All my love I'm going to keep lying about this until I've pinned you, you little bitch.
Reuben telling you my real name was clearly a mistake and I won't make the same mistake with subsequent target whores.
XXXX


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 Age: 28
 Wichita, Kansas