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Hey there, I'm looking for an intelligent, creative Dom or Daddy Dom or Master type, or possibly a poly household. Even though I live in Northern California near the border of Oregon right now, I'm probably going to leave the area at the end of summer. I'd love to relocate somewhere where there's a real kink community. I'm kinda thinking of cities like Portland, Sacramento, and Denver, but I haven't decided. I'm the kind of romantic sap who would relocate for the possibility of love in a minute. (New info: I moved to Portland, OR and love it. Would not relocate from it.) I'm submissive, but not a shy retiring little flower. I don't work, but I have my own small income, so I can really live the 24/7 lifestyle, and this is something I'd like. (Also helpful is the fact that I have no family-- no, I haven't been exiled or anything. They're just dead.) So, once the correct situation with the right person comes into happening, and trust is established, I can relocate from coastal far northern California and start a new life. I'm interested in pup play and D/s. My most sensitive erogenous zone is my asshole and receptive assplay (fingering, fucking, fisting, "forced" wearing of buttplugs throughout the day, golden enemas) is #1 on my list for sexual satisfaction, but I've been known to top once in awhile too, if my partner really wants me to. Tying me up with rope sends thrills to my heart. Shibari is the best. Really, any kind of bondage! I also love all kinds of underwear-- from jockstraps and boxers to low-cut sexy tight briefs to women's thongs to stockings. I don't have many hard limits: scat, kids, blood, animals, harsh pain, branding, being abusive. I can be monogamous, completely obedient to my Master, if that is the agreement we reach. Generally though, I'm not a jealous person and polyamory comes easily to me. Someone asked me in an email what kind of life I'm looking for. I hadn't really thought of it in those terms-- life is possibly a long time, and it changes, constantly in flux. People die, meteors fall on houses, the Looming Other Foot of God squashes something you really liked, changing everything. So I've learned to live in the moment as a defense mechanism against the constant fear of that Other Foot. But I took the question seriously, and I think this is the best answer I could come up with without putting a few hours of thought into it first: Wow, that's quite a question... what kind of life am I looking for? Ideally a 24/7 situation, one in which I always know I'm safe because I have absolute trust in my Master. There'd be a lot of great sex, not just orgasms and pounding, but also real intimacy along with the orgasms and pounding (and fisting and watersports and etc) - I've never really had a sense of family or security and it's time for me to actually open up and let someone inside and grab me. A sense of spiritual mooring and centering in the home, and a feeling that the home runs well and for the benefit of the Master. A transmutation of my feelings of love and worship for the Master into worship of the Divine Male Principle or Godhead, setting me at the omphalos or spiritual navel of my own inner world finally, giving me the strength I've never had on my own. Too complicated?

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5/4/2011 12:51:13 PM

"billyklub"

 

glowing poem called Quiet fables of looted
carparks felt a bit like jeans flat
under the moon like one. I loved
fables of dust for man a glowing,

 

man dizzying numbers was flat all along glowing
heavy from numbers there--I loved beyond his
chaos moon, heavy from numbers, there is in chaos
honesty in a man too good at analysis...

 

This popped up under the eyelid moon along
the heavy numbers, honest chaos.
I loved beyond fables of dust
this man that was too good at analysis...

 

propped up flat numbers,honest, beyond
his chaos moon, glowing heavy from numbers,
there is in chaos honesty in a man of looted carparks,
dust for a man glowing beyond this man

 

This popped numbers honestly, in chaos
under the moon that loved the invisible radio creature
heavy from numbers in an eyelid under the moon
beyond this Quiet fable of numbers all along

 

the moon that flattens all numbers
in chaos that was the all along glowing
heavy from a poem called Quiet there is
an eyelid creature in the corner

 

and the dizzying numbers glowing heavy
from numbers there loved the invisible radio creature
and the dizzying repetition is honesty in
numbers under the moon glowing heavy from fables

 


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angelatheslave
 
 Age: 20
 Manila, Philippines