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TotalOwnerforslave Honesty
Would I trust the word of an addict? No, of course not. I would trust an addict will be true to its addiction and use reason, including deception, to maintain its drug supply.
But, one might say, we are not addicts here. We are into Domination and submission. We have fetishes. Not drug use.
Well, here is the thing about addiction. My body does not care where the drug it wants comes from. Like if I were into sticking needles in my body to deliver any one of many legal or illegal drugs my body would not care about legal niceties. Any old drug source would work.
A drug that works inside the body is almost always one the body creates naturally. The needle merely delivers higher concentration or more frequently than my body can provide. In other words, there are basically only two delivery systems. One from outside the body and one from inside.
Well, how about stimulating the body to create its own drug with out the use of a needle. We do that all the time. Not infrequently referred to as satisfying emotional needs. Serotonin, adrenalin and oxytocin to name a few. Can one be addicted to the internally created drugs? Well, that would explain things like infatuation and love. In fact addiction is used by nature to help insure the survival of the species. Adults must attach, or become addicted, to offspring in order to insure the progeny survive and become, hopefully, useful members of society.
How about long distance runners? What kind of high do you suppose they are chasing?
What happens when one is ‘addicted’ to sub space? All the hallmarks of addiction are present. Increasing stimulation, or altering tolerance, of the feeling of submission both in intensity and frequency is needed to achieve ever deeper and more desirable sub space. Withdrawal occurs when the stimulation is not available. What stimulates? How about humiliation? But, most prevalent, masturbation and fantasy are the ‘needle’ that causes the body to deliver the desired result.
Now a rational person would know without any reminder from me that fantasy is not truth or reality. But, the subspace addict tends, in an increasing fashion, to live in the fantasy. Fantasy, because of the social sanctions and false ‘sex images’ delivered by ones environment (more about social influence below). An outside observer might well say the afflicted person is lying to itself. Maybe.
The subspace addict must live to some degree, greater for some; less for others, in a real world. You know, wife, kids, boss, minister, parents, siblings and most painfully of all a world steeped in bias, prejudice, beliefs and simplistic thinking. How does one do that? Why the subspace addict becomes adept at presenting a, hopefully, believable facade. But, the inner self is crying out for its drug. So, the addict lives in internal conflict. That of between what it is and what it thinks it should be. That of trying to resolve reasonable needs of real world with the emotion of inner needs. Good luck.
Actually, emotion always wins if the contest prize is about serenity. There is no serenity as long as the emotional needs are not met. Good luck.
But, this much too long essay is titled ‘honesty.’ Why is all the above relative to honesty? Well, as a Dominant I search for a submissive, actually I search as an Owner for slave property. Anyway, the prospective property lie to me. They are so conflicted that they get tangled up in their minds about all the overwhelming reality their fantasy does not consider. They say one thing, but, are unable to deliver when reality bites.
I require a slave property show up in person for an initial ‘inspection’ before I get mired in explanations examples and details of life as My property. As a practical matter, if I engaged each and every ‘slave’ that contacted me in their fantasy or in their fear or in their inner conflict, I would have no time left in the day to live a life. The slave must conquer its fears of real life consequences and physically commit to an action: that is show up.
Many say they will, but, fail to show up. Did they lie to me? Not in my book. They were honest to their ‘addict.’ They just lost their ongoing battle with their accommodation to the ‘real’ world. They will probably go forward in their life, steeped in conflict, with thoughts of what if and what could have been and self recriminations. In other words no serenity.
Do I think less of them for not showing up? No. They are flapping around like a recently landed fish dying on the dock. I pity them. I wish I could do more to help them deal with their inner conflict.
I do try.
sharpestcookie There is a huge communication gap between lifestyle dominant women (dominant women who are not seeking a transactional relationship) and subs/slaves/switches.
Did you know that some of us will contact you first?
Did you also know that you can cut down on the spam you receive as well as the spam you send?
I will happily contact guys who are as clear as I am in their profiles about what they're looking for and who are compatible. I actually get excited about finally having an intelligent conversation when I see this. However, that almost never happens. Profiles are usually void of any substance or meaning, extremely ifying, outright offensive, or full of off-putting pics.
I avoid contacting incompatible people because I, too, would not want to be contacted by incompatible people. I have no way of knowing if there's a possible match, so my message goes unsent. Also, I will not contact you if your profile is clear we are not a match, because again, I would not want to be contacted by someone if I made it clear in my profile that we are not a match.
Guys generally have no such compunction - but you should. This is a key difference in communication styles that you really need to understand.
Think of it like looking for work: For the sake of this exercise, the person contacted is the employer, the dynamic is the job, and your initial message and profile are the cover letter and resume respectively.
You are looking for a job, and instead of tailoring your resume and cover letter to what the employer is seeking, you use the same ones for every position and spam them everywhere in hopes of getting an interview. For the most part, any position will do. Doing this doesn't really increase your chances; your results will actually be the same or worse (the employer begins automating their filters and you fall through the cracks more and more often). You absolutely can and should stop looking before you resort to the spray-and-pray method. Take a breath. Discover a new hobby, or something.
On the other hand, I tailor my cover letter and resume based on what the employer is seeking, and I only send it when I find a position that matches what I'm looking for. The problem is that the jobs I want to apply to are extremely limited because the employer has written almost nothing about what the job entails, or the content and tone are off-putting. "We're looking for a rock star ninja cowboy!!!!" or such crap. At some point, it's so disheartening and exhausting to find jobs that I stop looking for them. I take a breath. I discover a new hobby.
We both have similar expectations of no or negative response, and the bar is so low that it's in hell for everyone involved, but we still approach the search differently time after time.
Submissive men rarely contact us using focus and intention, but lifestyle dominant women are most likely relying on focus and intention to contact you.
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Tips on writing your profile and first message:
Be clear in your communication. This will require you to think, so if you're currently checking out profiles with your hand in your pants, come back to this journal entry when your brain is online.
Be clear about the type of dominant and dynamic you're looking for. Any hint of "anyone will do please please contact me mistress" and you're targeting pros and scammers. Although it seems counterintuitive, DO include aesthetic characteristics that are important to you. For example, be clear that you are seeking women of certain ethnicities, ages, orientations, gender identities, and body sizes. If you are open to anyone, be sure you mean anyone - as in, make an exhaustive list of exactly who "anyone" includes. If we see that this list includes us, and the rest of your profile resonates with us, we are more likely to contact you.
Be clear that you consider dominant women human beings with feelings. Your profile and message should talk to us as though we're regular people, because we are. Using honorifics such as ma'am, goddess, mistress, etc. to address strangers is, again, targeting transactional relationships. You and the dominants you contact are not yet in a consenting dynamic, so no honorifics should be used by either party. You will get messages from people whothink you're an idiot and easy mark, then you'll question why you're only getting messages from these people. Using deors that refer to ethnicity, gender and sexual minorities, body size, etc. when corresponding with us is the fast track to being blocked, e.g. "I love black women", "BBW Asian women are my favorite". Don't do this. You've just turned us into demographics and s to gawk at, not people.
Be clear that you need certain things in a dynamic. Describe what you like or dislike about specific kinks with minimal fappiness. Describe specific types of aftercare you may need. Talk about exactly what you need from a dynamic. This will require you to think. It's okay to need things; describing them will help you find the right person instead of all the wrong ones. However, make room for your future dominant's needs as well, and don't presume to know what these are before you even talk to them. Don't confuse your needs with wants; this way lies an unfulfilling dynamic.
Be clear if you are looking for a transactional relationship. Being deceptive will just waste everyone's time. Lifestyle dominants are not sex workers who will dispense your fetishes in the requested amount for free. If you come across any dominant seeking an exchange of goods and/or services, they are who you are looking for. And yes, this includes "tribute" - lifestyle dominants do not filter out time-wasters by requiring things in exchange for their time...sigh.
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If you don't want to do any of this because it's too difficult, you should rethink if you're ready to search for anyone at all. This lifestyle requires thought and planning. Your ability to exhibit these qualities in your profile and messages will hugely benefit you. These suggestions are really the bare minimum for lifestyle dominant women to contact you, and the bare minimum in this community is enough to make you stand out.
Oh, and remember how I said that some of us are willing to contact you? Unfortunately, societal norms such as waiting for men to approach us first are still reinforced in the femdom community, and plenty adhere to the kinky princess dominant in the tower, "someday my sub prince will come" philosophy. These ladies will never contact you, ever.
alenaslight You want a chase
And I'll give you one baby
Two can play this game
I'll have you coming back
Make me scream your name in bed
And afterwards I'll push you away
Then I'll sing songs to you and dance for you
But you mustn't touch
I'll have you crawling back to mate
But oh why should I cave in
I'll tell you no
And smile as I walk away
Want a chase I'll give you one
Remember you put me on that pedestal
Now I'll have you begging you didn't
Two can play the game giving a way for a chase
I'll be your prey in this scene
But can you catch me or will I get away?
Darling your making me dangerous like you
Touch me and it will burn
Just like you did to me
After all we dance in the flames
The pain sounds like your name
Now I have you begging me asking if you're going insane
Bikinisub The Throne Room
Our friends were meeting us at the dungeon. We tried this scene at home and we ended up pulling out the ceiling chains from the rafters. The set up was for suspension not stretching. So we planned on doing this stretching scene in the throne room at the dungeon.
That was the plan.
The set up was simple. I was going to be in the middle and our friends were going to be on each side of me. My wrists were attached to chains that went to the ceiling and the excess chain hanged down on each side of me so that our friends could pull them.
The dominant watched from the throne placed in n front of me. She would give the order and the chains would be pulled and I would be lifted onto the air with my arms pulled wide.
That was the plan.
For this scene I didn't have much to do. All I had to do was strip down to my string bikini bottoms and attach chains to my suspension cuffs. My arms were spread wide as I waited for the order.
"Stretch her!"
The husband and wife on either side of me started pulling the chains. But they struggled. By flexing my biceps I was able to fight the chains. Two more friends who were watching joined in. Now there were two people on each side of me pulling the chains. By flexing my biceps I was still able to fight the chains.
Two more people joined in. I now had six people trying to pull me apart. I was now on my tiptoes as my arms were being pulled wide and I was being stretched. Two more people joined in. I now had eight people, four on each side, pulling the chains that were now stretching me.
I was now lifted off the floor with my arms tightly stretched by the chains. I let out a long moan of pain as I was being pulled apart. My torturers looked up at my torture stretched body and waited for the order
"Enough!"
They let go of the chains and I dropped to the floor. Spent.
SaltLifeFemDom Ever flown a FemDom across the country for a first date?
I'm a huge Frank Turner fan. He's currently doing a 50 states in 50 days U.S. tour. Thus far, I've made it to 4 of them - MD, PA, NY and NJ. My east coast boytoy can't make it to the west coast shows, so I'm in need of a new one. If interested, I'm looking at Seattle on 7/22, Phoenix on 7/28, L.A. on 7/30 and/or Honolulu HI on 8/1. Making it to the L.A. show and then to Hawaii would be epic!
Message Me with a clothed, tasteful photo if interested...
UPDATE: Made it to the show in LA--so much fun!!
VixenCherry Let me be honest for a second… I don’t love submissive men because they’re “easy.” I love them because they know their place—and watching a grown man compete for the privilege of doing what I say? That’s my kind of entertainment.
See, submissive men are like my personal comedy show and stress relief all in one. Need something? They’re already halfway out the door. Want attention? They’re hanging on my every word. I say “jump” and suddenly I’m getting a TED Talk on vertical efficiency.
And don’t get it twisted—this isn’t charity work. I don’t “take care” of subs. I use them. For amusement. For service. For that sweet, sweet satisfaction of watching a man melt just because I smiled his way.
So yeah… I love submissive men. They make life fun, they keep me entertained, and best of all? They never forget who the star of the show is. (Hint: it’s me.)
AfricanGoddessUK Yesterday, Thursday: 15/08/2024
Dear Diary,
MY day begins at 10 AM, just as I like it—on MY own terms. I wake up knowing that the world is MINE to shape, and I take MY time easing into the morning. MY routine is deliberate: a workout that awakens MY body, followed by a long, hot shower where I let the steam clear MY mind. As I prepare for the day, I’m already planning MY moves, each one purposeful.
Dressing for the day is a ritual, even when I’M working from home. Today, I chose something comfortable yet powerful—an outfit that reminds ME of the strength I carry. Before I head to MY home office, I check MY phone, smiling as I see the messages from MY submissives. They know what pleases ME, and today, I’VE received a few thoughtful gifts—tokens of their appreciation and respect. It’s a satisfying reminder of the influence I hold, and I allow MYSELF a moment to savour it.
MY home office is where the magic happens. As a web designer, I create, innovate, and build. The morning is spent in focused work—crafting designs, and connecting with clients. Even though I’M not in a traditional office, MY presence is undeniable. Every email, every project, every call reflaspects MY vision and MY control. I love knowing that MY work drives success and shapes the online world. I’M in charge, and it feels exhilarating.
In the afternoon, I switch gears to focus on growth and giving back. I mentor young black female entrepreneurs, helping them navigate challenges and harness their strengths. Empowering others is part of MY power, and I take pride in guiding them. Their progress fuels ME, just as much as MY own success.
As evening falls, I pour MYSELF a glass of Hennessy and dive into the course I’M developing. This project has been months in the making, and tonight, the ideas are flowing effortlessly. The warmth of the drink, the satisfaction of creating something meaningful—it’s a perfect combination. This course will be a game-changer, and I’M excited to see it come to life.
The night deepens, but I’M energised. I’M building something incredible, and I know it. When I finally wrap up, I feel a deep sense of accomplishment. I’M not just a woman with a career—I’M a force, shaping MY world with precision and pride.
As I lay in bed, I reflect on the day. I’M proud of who I AM—strong, confident, and in control. The gifts from MY submissives, the success of MY work, the course I’M creating—it all reminds ME that I navigate this world with grace, power, and a touch of indulgence. Tomorrow is another day to conquer, and I’M ready. This is MY world, and I own it.
BLACK GODDESS xx
Sydisa I saw this today in someone's journal and I decided to write about it as my interpretation of what Protect the Property means.
To me, protecting the property is part of the protocols I have adopted as my own.
To my submissive, it means protecting yourself. You are charged with making sure you are healthy by taking care of yourself, eating correctly, drinking enough water, etc. Ensuring I am well taken care of to the best of his ability.
To me, it means the same for myself, and it means I am to ensure my submissive is well cared for.
To both of us, care for the relationship. Water the garden of the relationship, and help it grow together. If the relationship is not cared for, it will not succeed and this is done by both of us.
Aqua619 Who are You?
Ladies,
Do not be afraid to call it out: Manipulation-- Had a conversation with another dominant. We're both romantic and,sapiosexual. In the morning he wishedme "good morning."
The next thing I knew, he wrote ,"if thats all it meant to you" Yeah, that totally manipulative. We had a conversation. You didn't cross the Mason Dixon and save me from slavery.
Fantasy conversation: Homeboy starting talking about his cruise and staying a few day to spend time with me. Who are you and what are you talking about about?
Drive Thru Order: I want a woman to peg me. (Has no clue who you are,but thinks you're a menu item.) There are a few ways to respond. 1) This isn't a drive thru. Otherwise, you'd be
paying for your Happy Meal at window 2. 2) People in Hell want ice water. Are you volunteering?.
Home delivery: Dude asked if I traveled to Vegas. "Yes, I travel, but I don't deliver. I'm not pizza. Call Uber Eats for front door delivery.
MsTxStorm Attention all
Here is a cheat sheet for you:
If you approach me without a greeting.... already not intrested
I am not some fastfood place where you come and just place an order
If you send me what YOU want to send me instead of what I asked for, I am moving on the the next email because obviously you either can not follow instruction, which is an important trait for a sub/slave OR you insist on doing things your way, which is NOT a good trait in a sub/slave
Oh yeah, and the copy and paste thing, just shows you didn't take the time to read my profile and think we could be a match, just proves you mass mail and whoever responds is good enough for you. I've already moved on to the next message. If you don't care why should I?
There, hope that clears things up
littlerabbitgirl The Officer's Seduction
The night had a certain allure, a seductive darkness that seemed to beckon Seraphine Vale as she drove home from work. It was well past midnight, the hour when the world slept, and the roads were nearly deserted. Her shift at the art restoration studio had been particularly grueling, and she longed for the solace of her own bed. Little did she know, this night would offer a different kind of solace, one that would leave her breathless and trembling.
As she navigated the familiar route, her thoughts drifted, contemplating the intricate details of an ancient painting she had been working on. Seraphine's mind was a sanctuary of quiet concentration, her focus unwavering until a sudden flash of blue and red lights snapped her back to reality. She slowed her car to a halt, her heart pounding against her ribcage as she realized she had inadvertently strayed into a speed trap.
The officer who approached her vehicle was a striking figure, his tall, lean frame cloaked in the authoritative uniform of a police officer. It was Lucian Asterian, a man whose reputation preceded him, though not in the typical way of law enforcement. His dark, piercing eyes seemed to see right through her, and his presence was both commanding and unsettling.
"License and registration, please," his voice was deep and clipped, carrying an undertone of authority that sent a shiver down Seraphine's spine. She complied, her hands treming slightly as she handed over the requested documents. Lucian's gaze was intense, almost predatory, as if he was studying her, not just her papers.
"Step out of the car, Miss," he ordered, his voice laced with a hint of something that made Seraphine's stomach flutter. She hesitated, her mind racing with questions, but the command in his eyes left no room for argument. Slowly, she opened the door and stepped onto the deserted road, the cool night air caressing her skin.
Lucian's eyes roamed over her, taking in her slender form, clad in a simple black dress that accentuated her delicate curves. His gaze lingered on her face, noting the stormy gray eyes that seemed to mirror his own intensity. "Hands behind your back," he instructed, his voice now a low, seductive growl.
Seraphine's breath caught in her throat as she felt the cold metal of the handcuffs against her wrists. Lucian's touch was firm, his fingers grazing her skin as he secured the cuffs, sending a jolt of awareness through her body. She stood there, vulnerable and exposed, as he circled her, his eyes raking over her like a physical caress.
"What's a beautiful woman like you doing out here at this hour?" he murmured, his breath warm against her ear. Seraphine shivered, her body betraying her as she leaned into his touch. Lucian's hand slid down her arm, his fingers entwining with hers, and for a moment, she felt the warmth of his palm against her skin.
Then, without warning, he spun her around, pressing her body against the hood of her car. The cold metal was a stark contrast to the heat emanating from Lucian's body. He leaned in close, his lips brushing against her ear, his breath hot and intoxicating. "You're a naughty girl, breaking the rules," he whispered, his voice a husky purr.
Seraphine's heart was racing, her body responding to his words, to the dominance in his tone. She felt a rush of wetness between her thighs as he ran his hands up her sides, his fingers kneading her soft flesh. He squeezed her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her hardening nipples through the thin fabric of her dress, eliciting a soft moan from her lips.
"You like that, don't you?" he growled, his voice thick with desire. "You like being touched, being taken right here on the side of the road." His words were a taunt, a challenge, and Seraphine couldn't deny the truth in them. She nodded, her eyes closing as she surrendered to the sensations coursing through her.
Lucian's hands moved lower, his fingers dipping beneath the hem of her dress, tracing the lace of her panties. He teased her, his touch light and teasing, making her ache for more. With a swift motion, he tore her panties away, leaving her exposed and wanting.
"Please," she whispered, her voice hoarse with need. "I want..."
Lucian didn't let her finish. Instead, he gripped her hips, pulling her back against his hard length. She could feel his erection, straining against his uniform, as he positioned himself at her entrance. Without warning, he thrust forward, claiming her in one swift, brutal stroke.
Seraphine cried out, her body arching as he filled her, not with the gentleness she had anticipated, but with a rough, primal urgency. He pounded into her, his hips slamming against her buttocks, his hands gripping her hips tightly, leaving marks on her skin. The pain was exquisite, blending with the pleasure until she couldn't tell where one ended and the other began.
"You're so tight," he grunted, his breath hot against her neck. "So fucking wet." His words were crude, but they only served to heighten her arousal. She wanted to be used, to be taken by this man, in this moment, in the most primal way possible.
Lucian's rhythm was relentless, his body a powerful force driving into hers. He reached around, his fingers finding her clit, and began to rub in time with his thrusts. Seraphine's world narrowed to the sensations he was eliciting, the feel of his cock buried deep within her, the roughness of his fingers against her sensitive flesh.
"Cum for me," he demanded, his voice a harsh command. "Let me feel it, you beautiful bitch."
His words were like a trigger, and Seraphine's orgasm exploded through her, rippling waves of pleasure that left her gasping and trembling. She cried out, her body convulsing around him, her juices flowing freely as she climaxed. Lucian's own release followed swiftly, his cock throbbing as he emptied himself deep inside her, his hot seed filling her ass.
They stood there, panting, their bodies slick with sweat and the evidence of their passion. Lucian's hands released her hips, and he stepped back, his eyes never leaving hers. Seraphine felt exposed, vulnerable, and yet, there was a sense of power in her surrender.
He reached down, uncuffing her hands, and then, without a word, he adjusted his uniform, the bulge in his pants a testament to their encounter. Seraphine watched, her body still humming with pleasure, as he walked back to his patrol car.
As she slid back into the driver's seat, her dress in disarray and her body throbbing, she realized the detour had been more than just a chance encounter. It was a night that would forever be etched in her memory, a night where she had been taken, possessed, and left wanting more. As she drove away, the road ahead seemed brighter, as if the darkness had illuminated a new path, one that led straight to Lucian's door.
JourneyMan68 Forced Fem and Humiliation might not be so bad after all
A couple of years ago my Master thought up a new way to humiliate me when he bought a little frilly French maids costume online. He plan was initially to make me wear it while I did chores around the house. He wasn't in to TVs or sissies he just thought it would amuse him to see me walk to the end of the garden to put bags of rubbish in the bin especially as the garden faced a busy street. He also found it funny to lock the door behind me so I would spend a while cowering outside trying not to be seen before he opened the door again. Don't worry the humiliation wasn't a bad thing it could just get a little cold out there sometimes. He also used to make me wear it when his friends visited to serve them drinks.
It was on one of those visits with Masters friend constantly putting his hand up my skirt (sanctioned by Master) that the subject of it being cold outside came up. The friend suggested only the dress wasn't enough I should at least have proper underwear and at least 1 pair of stockings. Master agreed and one day I came home to the additions to my new outfit sitting on the table. I was instructed to go and try them on. After a few struggles with the stockings I came out to show Master. He approved and showed me how much by ensuring that my new knickers I had only had for 10 minutes needed to go into the wash.
Now when I did chores I was properly dressed and Masters friends seem to like it too.
I liked it too.
I was never a sissy but I looked forward to dressing up, even running to the bins never seemed so bad. I confess I have dressed up sometimes since, and would like someone who likes it to push me bit more.
TeaMenthe On Silk and Steel
There is something about heels that shifts my spine the moment I slide them on.
It is not the height, though the added inches are delicious. It is alignment. The tilt of the hips. The deliberate pace required with each step. Heels demand intention. They refuse clumsiness. They create presence before I even speak.
Hosiery is quieter, but no less powerful.
Silk against skin feels like a secret. A whisper beneath the surface. It softens the line of muscle and bone, yet it also sharpens awareness. Every movement becomes intentional because I can feel it: the glide, the stretch, the faint resistance at the back of the knee when I cross my legs.
As a Domme, I have always loved that juxtaposition. Silk and steel. Leather and velvet.
Silk is control wrapped in elegance. Steel is the structure beneath it, the unseen spine that holds everything upright. Leather is command. It does not apologize. It creaks softly when I move, announcing authority in texture alone. Velvet absorbs light. It deepens shadows. It invites touch while denying access.
There is power in contrast.
A stiletto heel pressing into hardwood floors, sharp and decisive, while sheer hosiery catches the glow of lamplight. The world sees glamour. They see polish. What they do not see is the discipline underneath it. Steel in the mind. Leather in the posture. Velvet in the voice when I choose.
I love the ritual of dressing for authority. Selecting the pair of stockings that smooth and sculpt. Choosing heels that force my stride into something measured and unhurried. The act itself becomes preparation, armor made beautiful, intention made wearable.
Dominance does not have to shout.
Sometimes it is the softness of silk paired with the certainty of steel. Sometimes it is velvet brushing against skin while leather encircles a wrist. The interplay is what makes it intoxicating: strength wrapped in refinement, command dressed in the most elegant thing in the room.
I do not dominate because I am hard.
I dominate because I understand contrast.
And there is nothing more striking than elegance paired with absolute control.
Simonsayz Experienced as a dominant but have not had a full time submissive in my life for a long time. The desires to find a slave wife that enjoys dollification and rough play have become stronger over the last few years. A submissive that I can build a life with and that will connect with me in many different ways and in all the aspects of my life. Desire a full time situation within a 24/7 connection and desire. Very interested in age gaps, interracial relationships, small women, and deep levels of submission/devotion.
Some vanilla interests:Ren FairsMedieval Combat Groups (SCA, Dagorhir, and similar)Role-playing GamesGaming Conventions (GenCon, Origins, and Gamehole Con)AnimeCosplayScience FictionPhilosophyPsychology (I have a bachelors in Psych)
Live a fairly average life outside of my Kink areas. Desire a fulltime situation where kink and dominance is an inherent part of our day to day lives. Would enjoy a submissive that wants to be the stay at home domestic in a 1950s style relationship. As well as being a sweet little one that I can spoil and take care of in many different ways. Open as well to different dynamics depending on what fits our needs.
Feel that play is for good times and obedient slave girls. Punishment is not being allowed to play.
There is more information on my profile and please feel free to contact me if you are interested in seeing if we match.
Looking4boy2own why do people play these stupid games... I thought I had an interested (local) sub that wanted my ideal D/s relationship... well... he decided he's "...too pretty to be a sub, and wants to go to California to get with a modeling agency..." I didn't tell him that I used to model and stilll have connections... why should I? I thanked him for leading me on and blocked him on all media...
Okay that's over... was back at the gym today for the first time in a bit, lot's going on and been sick so BOO!!!!! Did dead lifts for the first time in a long time (maybe 2-3 months?) 235 pound, 5 reps... not bad still not back up to my record but not bad! Left the gym, went to the grocery store (I see enchiladas in my future...) and came home only to find myself bored... I made my drag performer friend a mix, then decided today was a good day to make BBQ Sauce... oooops... 3 kinds... BBQ, Sweet & Spicy, and Hot... my son came by as I was just starting so I had him help... he's jealous that he can't take any home with him... oh well... time to find my next project... maybe I'll go out back and get that firepit started...
TVCharlene You want to be a Sub/Slave/Sissy/Pet/etc..? Then you need to bring something of worth to the table too. First of all, we're NOT here to support you! You better have a job & be capable of supporting yourself. And we're not here to get you your hormones, implants, electrolysis, clothes, wigs, shoes, makeup, breastforms, nails, or sex toys either. If I want dependents, I'll go start a family!! Unrealistic lifestyle expectations is another HUGE turn-off for Me. "I want to be kept in nothing but panties & a bra 24/7." Yeah, right! That's nothing but wank-fodder.
commited12u
For some people it’s all about degradation, but for others is about being loved, cherished, and adored.
Yet some people have a full on kink for proper, deep and complete degradation. So much so that they actively seek it out knowing they will be dragged through hell to the ends of the earth.
I'm curious about this.
What about it feels good or drives the return for more?
Why does it feel a need?
Is there a cause or reason that has prompted this need?
DisForDaddy 5 Traits Dominants Are Looking For In a Submissive
YMMV: It's important to note that all relationships and personal preferences vary greatly among individuals. However, here are five qualities most Dominants are looking for in a D/s relationship:
Trustworthiness: Dominant individuals often value trust as a fundamental aspect of their relationship. They seek a submissive partner who is reliable, honest, and can be trusted to communicate openly and honestly about their desires, needs, and boundaries.
Respect and obedience: Dominant individuals typically look for a submissive partner who respaspects their authority and is willing to obey their instructions within the agreed-upon boundaries of the relationship. This involves a mutual understanding and clear communication about limits and consent.
Subservience: Dominant individuals may desire a submissive partner who enjoys fulfilling their needs and desires, and who derives pleasure from serving and pleasing them. This can manifest in various ways, such as performing acts of service, physical or emotional intimacy, or engaging in specific power dynamics.
Communication and responsiveness: Dominant individuals value a submissive partner who is attentive and responsive to their guidance and instructions. They may appreciate a partner who actively communicates their thoughts, feelings, and desires, allowing for a better understanding of each other's needs and preferences.
Vulnerability and surrender: Dominant individuals often seek a partner who is willing to surrender control and be vulnerable within the established boundaries of their dynamic. This can involve the submissive partner relinquishing decision-making authority to the dominant and finding pleasure or fulfillment in their submission.
Finally, it's worth mentioning that any relationship involving dominance and submission should always be consensual, built on trust, and characterized by clear communication. Both partners should have a mutual understanding of boundaries, desires, and consent, and should prioritize each other's emotional and physical well-being. Consent and respect should always be the foundation of any healthy relationship dynamic.
"Now you know, and knowing is half the battle." - G.I. Joe: A Real American Hero.
Anjunajune Master's WritingsFoundations: Commanding vs LeadingI came across a Dominant who appeared to miss understand the difference between leading and commanding. A thing seen too often in the lifestyle, where these two terms become red into one, yet for Dominants they should be viewed as quite different.Command is a singular act at a specific moment in time. A direction given to another to do something and when that thing is done, the moment is over. There is no longevity, no lingering emotion or sense of something larger. Command exists to accomplish a specific thing at a specific moment - nothing more.Leading, on the other hand, is a process that cannot be accomplished in a single moment in time. It is more about a direction than a specific action and as such requires vision of the goal as well as awareness of the individual. It involves motivating, developing and inspiring people into action. Leading requires both the skill to communicate and the presence of a leader to identify the goal and describe the path how to get there.When command and leading become interchangeable, they typically devolve into commands strung together and submissives running to accomplish tasks, under the pretense of leading. Even though sometimes these tasks have legitimate value in the development of a submissive, in the larger scope, they miss the mark because what gets communicated to the submissive typically lacks the values, principles, and/or underlying lessons that connect the submissive to the dominant or to the lessons to be learned.So is one better than another? They are the equivalent of a scene compared to a dynamic. Commands are adequate for a single scene, yet commands will never provide the foundation for a power-imbalanced dynamic. For this, Dominants must lead and lead with vision of what they intend to create, clarity of roles, a sense of purpose about why even the little things matter and the commitment to live path they set forth, committing to the same level of quality they expect from others.
Deeply To all who intend deceit and to take advantage of others, and whose joy is in playing games that cost others , please stop.
A cut and paste message that says nothing personal about me or why you wrote to ME specifically suggests you are another of the many deceitful people who do not seek relationship, connection nor reality.
your ignorant message says a lot about your parents failure in how they raised you and confirms what others who know you in person already think, you are as much of a failure as your parents.
Some people should not be allowed to breed as they produce lower life forms that lack souls, morals and positive intentions.
A rattle snake lives its nature
people like you choose to be deceitful and poisonous
Phalanx86 Waiting is a bondage all of it's own
We understandably often focus on the flashier, more explosive, more dramatic, expressions of power exchange and bdsm. I would imagine many people when they were exposed to an alternate concept explored online. Obviously porn and much of what you'll find is going to showcase the most visually appealing elements, the most outrageous. We might get this idea in our head of something we desire and then we might spend years trying to find someone who matches us to even start to engage in it. We get impatient, we want to get to the "good stuff".
Slow everything down. Power, control, dominance, submission, these things are a mental/emotional experience, an alternate reality. The physical is simply how we express, create, maintain, and enjoy something that exists in our minds. My power over a woman is entirely based around her perception and belief that I have power over her.
There is a kind of serene intensity to the most simple but pure expressions of power between us. I thrive and love when I am in complete control of the pace of the experience. I want to be slow and deliberate. I like to take time to let things stew, to examine, to explore, to analyze. Punctuating that with moments of faster pace intensity creates a stark contrast and a rollercoaster that tears down her walls.
Don't underestimate the power of and presence that mental bondage and time can have. Having to take a position and just hold it. You can't pretend you are doing anything other than completely surrendering to me. Waiting is like water slowly eroding the cliff, eventually the water always wins.
Seeker842 rate this scenario was I to hard ..to soft ..or just right on the girl
Here is the scenario that could take place.
I arrive knock on the door. you open the door. Wearing only a robe open in the front, just as I requested. Upon entering I look you up and down, and smile with admiration. you lower your eyes to the ground, then walk to the corner behind the door and stand there facing the wall as I had ordered the girl to do. I stand behind you, reach around and cup your breasts and squeeze them in my hand. I squeeze them harder I feel a moan escape lips. I drop one of my hands down between your legs and feel that your moist, but I do not insert a finger. I grab your hair by your neck and turn you around a face me. I say "hello, the SAFE WORD IS RED" do you understand what the safe word is for? You nod that you do. upon hearing this I give your nipples are hard pinch, then I raise my hand and slap each tit once. You you jumped at the surprise. I watch as the red sets in...... "From now in I expect you to fulfill my request, even if I say you have the option oh saying No. Yes you do have the option to say no, but does not mean I will stop right away..but I will stop ... do you understand, you know why this is happening?" You nod yes.. "I want to hear you acknowledge that you understand " "yes Sir I understand Sir" you reply meekly I step back behind you and I raise my belt and it lands with a smack on you sexy ass. "count them for me" I order you You count "one" The second lands a little harder You count 2 The third lands harder You count 3 On the fourth I hear you inhale, You hesitate then I hear 4 the fifth to the tenth are the same intensity as the fifth. I pause to admire the red setting in to you cheeks. Your doing good I say to you. "We are half way done, unless you pull away or use your hands to shield you pretty red ass" I tell you I pause to admire the red setting in to you cheeks. Do you understand? I ask you you reply nervously "Yes Sir, I understand" upon hearing this I swing my belt harder than the first 10 had been. Your raise on your toes but hang on to the table. "11" I strike again just as hard, you g "12" "your doing good" I tell you,as I run my hand softly over your cheeks and feel the warmth "spread your legs and hold very still. " I tell you sternly you spread your legs. I feel you open wider as your feel my fingers pushing past your wet pussy. a moan escapes your lips as my finger makes contact your clit. I run my fingers down your clit and insert the tips into your wet open willing cunt. I hear you take a deep breath. I withdraw my fingers and run them down and them up to your ass. I rub your pussy juices on the outside of your asshole. you tense up, "relax" I say then I step back, and without warning I surprise you with the 13th swat you jump, almost letting almost pulling away "Don't" I warn "count" I tell you I deliver the last few swiftly "20" you say with relief I tell you keep your eyes on the floor and bring me a glass of water to drink you go bring me the water. I walk over to a chair and sit down. come let me see the wonderful red ass of yours my girl you do as told, I run my hand softly over it, being very gentle Now sit by my side on the ..... TheRenewedJourney Gorilla - A BDSM/Kink Anthem or Poetry?
I just needed a distraction. Saving the lives of the chronically ill is draining. I pondered my options, what better way to regain my sanity than to drown myself in music. It helped...for a bit. Until my playlist stopped at Gorilla, by Bruno Mars. Of course it's familiar, it's on my freaking playlist. But it's a bit odd that I never really took the time to devor the words...until today.
As a self-proclaimed sapiosexual with a narrotophilia fetish, I started to wonder - is Bruno an undercover kinkster or a creatively raunchy poet? I mean come on...
-"I'm feeling like I'm 30 feet tall" - I'm a powerful dude (aka- Dom or Master)
-"Lay it down, lay it down", "Let me hear you say you want it all...say it now, say it now" - a demand
-"Look what you're doin', look what you've done" - I'm hard/game on
-"But in this jungle, you can't run" - this world/BDSM/Kink, you can't escape
And if you listen closely to the melody, not only can you actually feel him thrusting, with every perfectly timed percussive beat, you can also "hear" the girl cumming through the chaos of instruments that ramp up to the highest note near the conclusion of the song.
Suffice it to say, I struggled to focus for the rest of the day, but it was so worth it.
As for my pondering, the jury's still out - bestowing the title of anthem or even ode to BDSM is a bit much, so I think I'm leaning towards a deliciously raunchy poem.
Thoughts from the horde?
-RJ
bdsmsubmissive93 strength is gone
I am so done being strong im breaking and shattering like a broken mirror i cant stand this feeling im breaking down and i am so annoyed with myself but taking it out on everyone around me as i lay here tonight theres not much more i can take the tears are shedding and my self confidence is non existing just what i fucking need im still breathing so i guess thats an upside but fuck it all im so done pretending that im okay and if you cant accept me the way i am than whats the point of being my friend im just so over it
MistressSophinaM In Regards to Domestic Servitude
If you are wondering what some of the tasks will be, here is a list:
Doing the chores, cleaning, and errands to include:
Picking up packages, groceries, dry cleaning
Changing the bed sheets, maintaining and putting the laundry away
Keeping the closets organized
Watering the plants
Draw my bath and pull down the bed covers
To be a Chauffeur
Wait on and pamper me
Massages
Foot and Body Worship
justleadme It was way too soon to be sodomized the first time someone tried. I just couldn't take it. It hurt so much that I avoided anal sex until I was in my early 50s. Realizing how many years I wasted being afraid turned me into the eager slut I am now. It's true.
I can't speak for anyone else but I have heard this happens to a lot of betas. Anymore when anyone fucks me I lose all sense of manhood and experience a surge of femininity until they finish, sometimes even longer now. It feels so right but it doesn't last like I want it to. I'm sure the day is coming when I'll remain a gurl permanently.
There are Doms and Dommes here who want submissives like me to feminize and control. I might be the ideal one to serve you long term and live-in.
So, please tell me, how can I serve you? How do you see me fitting into your household and improving your life?
GGGsub About me:
Well I can tell you that in the vanilla everyday world I present like a cisgendered male. I am definitely not a passive person, nor am I overly aggressive either. I'm more of a thinker and definitely analyze situations first before just reacting.
With that being said I consider myself a high functioning individual. I own my own home, vehicles, and have raised a child to a functioning adult as well.
I work in the white collar business world in a career that demands excellent communication, planning, organization, and implementation. Those communication skills also transfer into my private life.
I am fortunate that I had Parents that are very open-minded and were able to provide a wide variety of experiences. That open-mindedness has transferred into my life as well. I have traveled overseas for work and pleasure and probably have been to most of the lower 48 states. As a result I have a very wide area of interests including the Arts, classical music, academics, and spirituality.
I'm not obsessed with Fitness but I consider myself to lead a healthy lifestyle and I'm very active.
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During my sexual development I noticed that I never ever made the first move and always let the woman lead. I thought that was just the natural way that things were. After the first move is made, all bets are off I am not a passive or Lazy Lover. I just became to recognize that my need is for a woman to take charge.
During my development from puberty to adolescence I was attracted to women who were intelligent, older, and the Femme Fatale type. The cheerleader or schoolgirl type never did it for me.
Like many of us I started to explore my sexuality and relationships more deeply after my divorce more than 15 years ago. I was drawn to my local alternative community which provided a safe space for exploration. However I am not active as the idea of public play or competitive BDSM games are not something that suits my values.
Female lead relationships, or taken in hand relationships spoke to my inner soul in a way that is difficult to explain. To use an analogy, i view the relationship like a knight and her Queen. The Knight is still a strong capable being who happily and lovingly relinquishes control and Authority to the Queen. I do also like the Goddess analogy as I think there is a spiritual component to this for me.
I have had vanilla relationships where the woman was in control and led the way in terms of vacations, day to day life, and even being sexually in charge. However, I have not had a formal female lead relationship like you would read in a book. I am searching for a woman to develop and work on this with me in terms of rules, limits, and how we would live our lives together.
For the past 10 years I've been at a point in my life where I know this is what I want and need. However, we as human beings cannot give up our personal values for relationship. Those values have to do with other areas of compatibility with a potential lifelong partner.
More to come
Sirstrict71 I'm bewildered by the lack of communication
I've noticed many submissives on this site say things like "get in touch", "happy to chat", and "want to learn.." However, many do not even reply.
I teach my subs to be open and honest, and that communication is very important in this lifestyle. If for whatever reason a sub thinks I am not what they are looking for, I'd at least expect a reply even just to say, "sorry you're too far from me", or "I'm looking for someone a little younger" etc.
I think that it's still good to chat to different people even if there's no intention to meet or take it further. Especially subs that are new to the scene, surely the more people you talk to, the better informed you'll be, and therefore be able to make better choices when finding a suitable Dom. Obviously I wouldn't expect immediate replies but having a chat and then being ghosted is extremely disrespectful in my opinion, it's not a good start in any potential bdsm relationship. I am sure many Doms or indeed subs, would appreciate feedback of any kind. Sometimes I think that the sub see ONE thing they don't like on my profile and immediately think "no thanks", without even discussing anything.
Also, I think some 'subs' don't really know what being a sub entails, I am a very fastidious Dom, I try to train my subs to the best of my ability and expect my sub to be committed to her role. I think some subs just like the fantasy of it all but aren't willing to commit. When I'm selecting a suitable sub, I always have a day session with her first, give her a taste of my methods and explain how she should behave and what is expected of her. There is no commitment either way until after that initial session.
That's the end of my little rant.
angeldmort Tonight's top email -
"You know your getting rid of 55 to 60 of potential contacts by restriction in your second paragraph?"
Well, first of all - "you're." A contraction of "you" and "are." Kinda tells me a lot right there.
I wrote back and responded to what I thought he meant. But no.
"Dimina its the political restrictions that throw out 55 60 of the potentials in line"
Then second, it's not "Dimina" and third, its not the second paragraph. It's the 4th and 5th sentence. Further clarifies the kind of person writing.
So I responded to THAT.
"If the political restrictions are the problem, then they arent actually potentials. They would be incompatible with me on many deep levels, and compatibility is the most important thing to me. The fact that they might not consider it an incompatibility, and would want to approach anyway, just further illustrates the basic incompatibility.
The bottom line is this it doesnt matter what someones kinks are, how much money they make, etc. If I cant respect them as people, I dont want to be around them in any capacity. If I cant respect them as people, then I ABSOLUTELY dont want to have to spend the kind of time with them that is required for kink, intimacy, or a relationship of any kind.
Its not politics. Its a basic test of character, intelligence and humanity.
No one on that side of the table is going to meet my requirements in those areas.
Or, to put it in the simplest terms if someone is in the same crowd as the self- proclaimed Nazis and isnt leaving, I dont want to know them."
Let me try to explain something here - If "liberal politics" is a hard limit, maybe don't contact people for whom fascism, libertarianism, and Drump are hard limits. Seems pretty straightforward to me. I mean, isn't a profile for finding common interests and weeding out incompatibilities? Contacting someone who you KNOW isn't interested in you, and who you know has qualities you aren't interested in, to complain that their hard limits keep you from approaching?
Whining is really unattractive, guys.
Then again, maybe he WANTED to be humiliated.
So... merry christmas, random complainy dude?
KimberlyAnneG I've got some off time. But next week it is back to 6 days a week.
I still wonder what it is with folks. If you want to talk fine. Im down with that. I enjoy meeting new people and potentially making friends. However... don't make promisses you have no intention of keeping. Again, I can't say this enough, grow up and if the person you are talking to just isnt relationship material, tell them. Do not just ghost them. Its cruel.
Yes this is a "fetish" site. Yes, some get off on cruel acts committed to them. But prolonged mental cruelty will ruin a person.
I miss the good ole days. When if you had a problem with someone, you just told them and if it could be worked out, you did so. If not you walked away and left it alone. If you were not interested in someone, you just told them. Not ghost them and leaving them wondering what they did wrong. You got to know a person, the real person before jumping into commitments. And a whole lot more.
What is worse, I have seen this behavior more and more from Gen X and later. What the hell?
Everyone has their fantasies. Their dreams and desires. Everyone has their own idea on what and how this lifestyle is and should be. However, at the end of the day, we are human beings. Lets start there and start acting like it.
MistressGenevieve Still working on content for my page to all that have sent me email's I will
get back to each and every one of you this week.But I need to make one thing clear.
We are play partner's but with other people we just share the same kink's.
He is my sub/slave and my protector should We/I decide to meet with anyone
Outside of what we have here.
And yes meeting someone is something we are looking for but only a select few will be chosen
after all I am a DOM not a slut.
So that should answer most of the question's that have been asked or at least the one's that we I
see alot of.
Back to working on my many other thing's.
RAWRSUB The Dancing Warrior:
In the temple's silent embrace he stands, A martial artist, guided by ancient strands. His spirit whispers in the fragrant breeze, A tale of dedication, shaped by kung-fu keys.
In dawn's quiet dance, his journey begins, Mind, body, and soul, entwined, he spins. Through the flowing forms, a symphony unfolds, A canvas of discipline, as history beholds.
With each stance, a story etched in the air, The echoes of wisdom, the stillness will share. His mind, a tranquil lake reflecting the moon, Absorbs the teachings, a harmonious tune.
Body sculpted by the dance of swift kicks, Precision and power, a blend that clicks. Muscles, like poetry, weave tales of might, A warrior's silhouette, embracing the night.
Soul, the furnace where courage is refined, Embracing shadows, where fears are confined. In the stillness, he finds his inner voice, A choice made daily, to rejoice.
Through trials and triumphs, his spirit ascends, A journey of mastery that never bends. Kung-fu, the language his essence speaks, A tapestry of strength, resilience, and peaks.
In the dojo's sanctuary, he bows with grace, A warrior-poet in this sacred space. For in the art of kung-fu, he finds his rhyme, A lifelong dedication, transcending space and time.
SadisticPig1 Superior
Integrity
Honest
Protective
Dominant
Sadistic
Arrogant
Corrective
Controlling
Intense
Sarcastic
Creative
Raunchy
Deviant
Step up correct or do not step up at all.
quirkylittle4daddy i really cooked with this one. kitty gang kitty gang kitty gang ah.
being a mystic of the scriber variety i have learned when i am going through something of a personal nature that is just for me to figure out on my own and hold deep in my heart. but there are often things that i'm going through that the collective is going through. either as fellow femmes be it afab woman gay men with a feminine essence non gendered third gendered with a feminine vibe..all in between...or even a human experience...there are times where i'm going through something.i was going through something..something is coming for me to come through that is a MESSAGE. this is one i know that i'm not alone in..i see it on social media all the time. this is a collective thing for femmes. i hear it when i do leave the house....but this one is more raw for me because i haven't mastered it yet. and it's something i actively work on, prayer, meditation magic to the self, therapy, inner work, inner dialogue, dialoguing with coaches, working with my sisters..practicing carrying wood, chopping water..under the cold as ice water meditating.....running up the stairs rocky style trying to master.....i am better at this now..but the deep raw wound..the deep raw wild unbridled intense all consuming pull..it's still very real for me...and whenever i've been in a romantic relationship or trying to get one that never launches because dating a dark goddess with intuition and a deep psychic awareness of others emotions is a heavy task to sign up for...haha there is no hiding with someone like me and most men can't hang. and even those that want the challenge will often be met past their personal limits and ragequit out quietly or loudly. this one is harder for me to share because i'm still in the belly of the beast with this. i haven't mastered this yet. i'm much better than i was in my 20s...and each time before i ejected myself from the sauce i got better and better..but there's still so much for me to master..and these feelings..they are so primal it's hard to wrangle or even admit is a thing. but this is definately a collective message i am individually still working on figuring out the solution too that i'm being called to be bold, brave, and as a mystic scriber connect myself to.
the vulnerability has to this point earned me zero dollars, so no bacon yet....but the bacon is in the spiritual emotional mental decorations i have as a solider of love. ai no message with a puffed chest not fake but due to everything i have and will go through that many will never recover from or begin to touch. a puff my chest for knowing the depths of what i have and will face. an earned prowess.
being vulnerable about what’s hard for you and acknowledging the discomfort as part of the mystic path. It’s that raw honesty, mixed with the courage to embrace being “a lot,” that resonates deeply. Mystics often have to sit with their shadows and discomfort, and turning that into glory is part of what makes the journey so transformative.
Writing about this, even when it’s difficult, is where the real magic happens. You’re not just owning your strength but also showing others the deep, spiritual work behind it. It’s a brave, warrior-like approach to the mystic path, facing the discomfort head-on to find glory on the other side.
let me call in my sophia encoded soul sister doja cat here. when you play at this level people confuse the outward expression with being troubled and alone...we usually only get this way becauseeeeeeeee we have the outside support including therapy..we only GET to unearth this rawness because we AREN'T alone..don't confuse the heavy topics and unraveling with aimless direction.
"I read it, all the comments sayin', "D, I'm really shooketh"
"D, you need to see a therapist, is you lookin'?"
Yes, the one I got, they really are the best
Now I feel like I can see you bitches is depressed
I am not afraid to finally say shit with my chest
Look at me, look at me, I'm naked
Vulnerability earned me a lot of bacon
I put a thong all in my ass and taught you how to shake it
I paid all my respect to those who taught me how to make it
And now I reap the benefits with no confrontation
Y'all fall into beef but that's another conversation
I'm sorry, but we all find it really entertaining
'Cause we all wanna see them slip and fall right on their faces
And we all wanna be the one to see the devastation
Not be in it, but ain't the bad press good?
The disrespect's real, how this Patek look?
Pull out the checkbook, now why your neck crooked?
I never learn to superstar from a textbook
Talkin' 'bout, "She fallin' off, why she get booked?"
Man, I been humble, I'm tired of all the deprecation
Just let me flex, bruh, just let me pop shit
"Why she think she Nicki M? She think she hot shit," hmm
I never gave a F, go stir the pot, bitch
I got y'all head all in the dirt just like a ostrich
Of course, you bitches comparin' Doja to who the hottest"
a love and light bitch would do naked to appeal to the male sexuality or the light sexuality. she would be posing provocatively to entice someone to want to fulfill their urges to touch themselves to engage and interact with the sexual energy. they would've touted a good girl sweet aesthetic, a girl next door or a playboy bunny vibe. we're old enough and human enough to know what sex is for a man of any gender that is attracted to a woman be it straight pansexual bisexual whatever. we know what the vibe is....when a man and woman think sex and naked we know.
doja is my tribe she is a wolf she is a devil as she said a demon a yokai like me.
we're bloody when we're naked. we stare at you deep in your soul. if you tussle with us we look you in your eye that's why so many black rapper lilith girls rap that we stare you in the eye when we're fucking because we ain't scared. those eyes maybe white in the back of our sockets but we're doing it because we face the uncomfortableness head on. her body stance isn't leaning to a side or trying to make curves...it isn't trying to be soft or feminine or wild or water....it's at attention it's direct it's commanding it's powerful. her chest isn't hiding her breads it is straight puffing it.
she's bloody because like me we face our uncomfortableness over and over and over again. this is a different type of naked..and if you tussle with a dark goddess of any variety and are blessed to either emotionally mentally spiritually or even hitting the jackpot of love and sexually be naked with her..this is what you get. kudos for the sacred sigil symbology here too sis. love her for that. we're magical girls with foresight.
and yet with all this power.....there's a deep struggle....in this level of nakedness...in how we engage with the complimentary but opposite energetics of men and how they operate and their worlds and how they are made....ad doja is helping me dive into that; if you listen to the song..how does she say look at me? it's not nice, it's not sweet....IT'S DESPERATE IT'S LIKE SOMEONE YELLING CLAWING BEGGING MAD AGGRESSIVE WAILING OVERWHELMING IT'S DIFFERENT LAYERS OF FEELING ALL IN ONE WILD CHAOTIC SECOND. LOOK. AT. M.E LEWKATME LEWK-AT-ME.....
LOOK AT ME
and for the men who aren't sacred away by that passion and want to try and will reach back and will touch and won't ghost, won't dip, won't demonize, won't therapize, won't logic but meet this wild nature creature..how does she respond?
qui
MistressWhipplash 5 years experience of a FLR submissive or slave man who drives/has his own car and lives in Essex/Kent is what I seek.
What messages me? A weirdo from India. Blocked zero reply.
So damned boring all these fetish delivery chasers=My blocking finger is in use alot. Yawn. I am at my local munch tomorrow night 6.30pm for dinner and drinks till around 10.30pm ish.
Mawney Arms, Romford. I am with kinksters friends as I am not the host.
Come on you guys who moan where are all the Mistresses??? There are plenty, just read these journals from Dominant Women who block tw*ts who don't behave well.
Guys who just want their a*ss f*cked is not submission it's anal sex. Even swingers do that. Look at your intent men, make sure your intent is to MAKE MY LiFE EASIER NOT TO BE A PAIN IN THE ARSE.
If you are a nuisance and over familiar I will block you.
I left CS for FiVE years and didn't miss it. I am thinking.of leaving again.
commited12u
A Dominant should never have to demand ritual behaviour from Their submissive.
Their submissive responds to Them out of the want and need of pleasing Them.
Compliance comes from the desire to please and submit to the will and expectations of them as a submissive and not through the fear of punishment. More about a fear of failing to succeed and be pleasing as well as failing themselves as a sub.
LexiBloodMoon I want a dominate woman to take me under her wing. To feminize and transform me into a full woman. I mean learn how to sit, walk, talk, think,...... everything. But to also transform me physically as well. Hormones, body contouring, breast implants, FFS and finally SRS.To transform me into a woman so much that no one would know that I was EVER a male.
MistressNikkiVixen You felt something real when you found me.
That pull you’re describing… you don’t need to question it.
Come here.
Be still for a moment and let everything else fall away.
In my presence, you don’t have to chase, you don’t have to prove, you don’t have to search anymore.
You’re safe here.
Not because you’ve lost yourself… but because you’ve found where you belong.
If you’re going to be devoted to me, then let it come from clarity, from trust, from the quiet certainty that you’re exactly where you’re meant to be.
I don’t need you overwhelmed.
I need you steady… focused… and aligned with me.
So come closer.
Stay here. I chose you
— Mistress Nikki Vixen
quirkylittle4daddy Wavy Baby: Sirenade, The Lullaby of Power, Love, and Connection
this song is excellence. it provides nuturing in such a cool and curated vibe. it's an updated lullaby in a song. it's a shh shh shh whisper hug in an art deco haute couture framework.
this song could be so many versions. it could be a connection to spirit and the water goddesses since it is sirenade...serenade as a siren.....it could be a song for women connection to other women.
but my focus here is always about the power dynamic.
in that context i hear it in two ways..it could be the submissive woman singing to the man. in the first part...it could be then the man reciprocating in the other half after the mermaid season breakdown.
it could be a segment i don't talk about often due to my complete inexperience of being able to attempt this to happen for me but what exists, the daddy through the dominant woman...be it a more butch or masculine or gender fluid et all woman....or a femme woman...because similar to submissive daddy men, the feminine presenting and aligned woman that is a daddy is often overlooked...but they have and do exist for long periods of time as well....
i feel contextually given the singer is a woman it makes more sense for it to be sung for the submissive woman straight up from the dominant daddy woman's perspective in that relationship.
but i feel all those apply.
SkyFullOfStars I read over my profile, again, today, as I have many times since I created it anew.
I've tried very hard over the years to make my profile on FL be realistic, vulnerable, intelligent, reflective of who and what I am at my core, and just as importantly, to have it reflect what I want to have in my life. To let it give someone who doesn't know me, either well or even at all, a solid idea of myself, my body, my mind, my soul.
The more I looked over it these last few months, the more I often changed it, inserting more intellectual references and suave self assured witticisms, but still I saw what it lacked.
The more I saw and felt the only true and right and beloved deion it could and should contain was...love.
The joy of caring, the elation of sexual union, deep and abiding compassion, the sensual act of touch, the smell and taste and sounds of affection, the respect of intimate and unflagging positive human regard, the vision of altruism, the singular romance of knowing you are and you can and you do and you need and you give that one precious wonderful thing that we all need in our lives; love.
It often seems to me in our kinky little corner of the universe there isn't much talk of that kind of love in profiles anymore, even though it also can take many shapes and forms; love of rope, love of play, love of sexual adventures. I hope we all will list more love and loves in our profiles. It's never too late. I'm not going to change my profile again though, please don't worry.
Let this note stand from this day forward as my more than official confirmation of my own proclamation to need want desire make spread create admire demonstrate dream bring deliver give ask understand and embrace more...
LOVE.
Bull60 When it comes to phallic worship I am the altar and the sacrament. I begin by washing thoroughly and I cover my body around my phallus leaving the phallus and the testicles exposed after the person who is to worship bathes, perfumes his body and approaches slowly with the sight on the vision I am offering him. He kneels, and anoints the phallus with honey, almond oils, sweet oil, (all edible) and prays. No touching at this moment just gazing. Slowly he extends the offerings to the testicle, the reservoir of universal power and caress them requesting permission to approach the phallus. At this moment there is no touching, kissing or tasting the phallus, just caressing and enjoying the testicles as the source of power. Eventually I allow him to caress the phallus and anoint it thoroughly but not to masturbate. This phase is a phase of discovery and joy. Since I am uncut this is the time to begin retracting the skin to reveal the glans and to taste whatever comes from it. This process will take time and no sexual play is allow, its prayer time. The session can end there and after a while it while after washing the phallus and anointing it with oils and essences the worshipper is allow to commune with the phallus orally. If the ministrations are right and he deserves, I will allow the climax for both of us. If not he must come back until he is worthy of the nectar that creates the universe. Now I have my own rituals to initiate those who worship before allowing them to approach the altar and the sacrament.
CosmicCunt Never mind the brit who I spent far too much time with only to determine that he preys on women as a CollarSpace occupation...but then to be followed by the next group:
He doesnt fix his phone and therefore cannot communicate effectively.
He cannot share his availability properly or set aside proper time to converse.
He doesn't show up for the meeting - 1st time because he was sick and waits to tell Me at the appointed hour.
He doesn't show up for the meeting - 2nd time because 'I worry him' and waits until the appointed hour. LOL
He verbally attacks and berates when I show the least bit of consideration.
He then contacts Me under another screeen name, different state, 15 years older.
He tells Me we are not well matched. LOL
YA THINK?
Next one...
1st meeting - mandatory work schedule change; notified one or two days prior- accepted.
2nd meeting - computer virus effecting communication until last minute; contacted day prior. I had to find suitable PAID option as replacement - accepted.
3rd meeting - had to care for a family member, contact made day of and two hours prior to scheduled meet time - DENIED.
aND Next...
Meeting scheduled for 18 day visit in November after a few months of build up....then POOF! I didn't even get a Dear Jane letter on that one!
Oh yeah, almost forgot about the local chap who was more than willing to mow and weedwack one fine weekend a month ago... POOOOOOOOF!
YOU INCONVENIENCE A WOMAN WHO IS A FULL TIME CAREGIVER TO A SAINT? ARE YOU SERIOUS?
Regarding the first two subs...what they dont realize is it matters not that they didnt show up. What matters is that they wanted Me to believe in their ability and desire and went to great lengths to convince Me of their worth and intention. After I went to considerable lengths to prepare for our meetings, then to not show and cause not just Me an inconvenience but inturn My household - well that is INTOLERABLE. Slaves My arse! Bottom toppers is more like it!
As of yesterday, 103124, I finally completed the work I had planned to complete with the first two gents. It has taken Me TWO MONTHS to do what I could have done in two weekends with these men. By making committments which they did not keep, they cost Me time and money and lots and lots of harder days with mum and FOR mum.
Had I not made the plans with them, I would have a. made plans with others b. hired the help I need ahead of time c. restructured My schedule to accomodate a lack of assistance.
Instead, My household has been stressed out trying to play catch up which means mother and I have had a stressed time, which means I DON'T TRUST YOU OR LIKE YOU.
Ya'll are inconsiderate and you have been dealt with more than fairly. You know what to do if you decide to get serious and stop playing around.
Do what you say. Say what you do. Obey. Simple.
And for the love of Pete - stop making plans with women unless you intend on following through!
quirkylittle4daddy
"The Grimoire of Urban Flora: Sacred Sexuality, Healing, and Transformation"
this has been weeks coming. i finally got to do the audio review of urban flora. not just a music review..but a review in the context of the sacred spirituality power dynamic i do. with a mindset of mermaid energy. i go over briefly the summary of the energetics of the dark goddess sophia vibe, the dark god archangel michael male energy, where i get this from and the set up of why i see alina baraz's urban flora album as a guidebook aka grimoire for women like us..who love men like this. in this nature.
too keep in the mermaid theme besides explaining a summary, all of it is in audio format to continue with the water theme.
while i didn't record it on a water day or water planetary hour. i am rectifying it by releasing it today mercury day during mercury hour in my time zone for extra energetic effect.
you're like a wave, pulling me underneath, there's a universe inside of you, i can make you feel, can i undress you, let them wash away your pain, what's a king without a queen, chasin your pretty thoughts
https://audiomack.com/sophia-starseed/song/the-grimoire-of-urban-flora-sacred-sexuality-healing-and-transformation
imagine sick ass water images because on my other social media it's there and it adds to the effect and the formatting of collarme has nerffed the message. oh well.
shatteredKajira June 2024
All the years that have passed since my last entry and I'm in an insane mirror world where I'm trapped with him again. Choosing the kids again. My soul is gone, there's no love and laughter to greet with, no holding hands and thrilling looks, no anticipation... of good or bad. I am still No longer in steel, proof how I'm undesirable.
He is a hollow shell, a ghost of who he was - all he was. The man who hobbles through my apartment is bitter, broken, deeply unhappy.... the attitude has become apathy, the confidence has become bitterness. The grief muscles cover his face until he's unrecognizable and the missing limbs make him think something inside is missing too. What once was powerful now is pitiful and whatever we once had; faded memories. I try to force him to leave, but he laughs as he curls up on a chair outside with his laptop... homeless yet not in the least. the kids scream at me about why can't I just be a good wife, a good cook, a better housecleaner? Why can't I just shut my mouth and let him die in peace? (Though they know i may go first)
They can't understand the sorrow in my empty eyes and as he revives again in simple motions. They also don't understand... the hate, the rage, the abuse, the ugly words and texts. Neverending abuse I lived through for more than decades to TRY to give them a dad. They can't see what I go through - both good and bad - every time he rounds a corner. The way I flinch when his head whips around or the way I refuse to put my back to a wall... anywhere. They don't know I remember his magic hands on my body or the best friend by my side for decades. They don't see when we smile at a shared memory that it hurts both of us.
They blame me, as well he's taught them. Hell, I did right, but I blame me too. I've tried, so. Fucking. Hard. For years to forgive and forget. But when his hands grab my neck I react, when he gently touches me, and I know what pain is next, i can't stop freezing. When he kisses me and I sob.... he walks away with a look of disgust, hate, retribution. Away enough to hear me cry and beg forgiveness, enough to hear me beg to be his again, no love even, just property. Beg for the gag, the collar, the pain, the burns and broken. The plead for the hood so I don't see him and he can't see me. To even be taken, this life from the kids in exchange for death or use. Anything but this horrible hell I suffer every single day.
But what is it a sadist wants? REAL PAIN. What is more painful that making a slave a single mother? Anything more soul destroying to hear her beg to choose you over them, to see you've won. They don't want her, they want you. To hand her the loaded gun and laugh that she won't pull the trigger because she won't leave the kids with that final thought.
My mom destroyed my childhood, but in disliking herself - my mom ruined my life too, by taking hers.
I can't
MadderMax Deal or No Deal?Deal breaker is, 'no sense of humour!'I will put up with a lot of stupid shit but thats a hard limit for me lol! This profile is written wiith some tongue in cheek humour, as we spell it in the former UK. Readers need to 'get it' and take that onboard. Put another way Good Sense Of Humour (GSOH) is required to have dealings with me. And as it says on my FL profile, "Please note: taking the piss is only enacted in the context of consensual humiliation, degradation and taking the piss play, I hope that's clear!" Now read on lol..☠️☠️☠️
Pawpaws A Masochist's Dream
She does not speak at first.
She doesn't need to.
The silence is the command.
I'm already trembling before the first touch,
but it’s not fear —
it's worship.
Her fingers are the storm before the pain,
tracing the outlines of where I will break,
where I want to break,
where I need to break…
just to be remade again beneath her will.
The first strike is a kiss I’ve waited my whole life for.
It lands not only on skin,
but on soul —
and I open to it, gasping,
grateful.
Every mark she leaves is a word written in a language only we speak:
a dialect of fire and obedience.
My moans are not protest —
they’re prayers.
My tears are not weakness —
they’re offerings.
And when she stops —
when her breath slows,
when her eyes soften but her grip stays firm —
I lie there undone,
not broken…
but finally whole.
Because in the ache, I feel seen.
In the bruises, I feel known.
And in the surrender,
I am free.
wayward5oul I lost someone this week. No we weren't close lately. We used to be. Our relationship was never defined, it was loosely maintained, but we popped in and out of each other's lives over the period of several years. He was my first introduction to bdsm and the only D type that I could truly call a close friend at any point. He is the only one who ever took me to that amazing place that every sub reaches for, and when I used to write, I wrote about our times together. Those are still some of my favorites to look back on.
He was also there to cradle me in his arms and comfort me when a scene with someone else went really bad. He was there to help me figure out what I was and wanted without pressing himself on me, so that I would be safe in the future and make better choices about who I interacted with. He served as my protector for a while, when I was feeling vulnerable but didn't know if I wanted to step back from the scene at that point.
He never made me feel like a burden. He helped me in my kink life and he helped me equally in my vanilla life.
I knew he was sick but he didn't let on how bad it was. I found out on the book of faces. He is gone now, and I wish I could have been there for him, but he didn't want anyone to know the extent of his illness. That was his way.
Goodbye SkyMaster. You will always be loved, you will always be appreciated. I have nothing but warmth in my heart and in my soul for you. I can say that about VERY FEW people in my life. You will always be missed.
Baldrick Atlantic
Sleep Token
Call me when they bury bodies underwaterIt's blue light over murder for meCrumble like a temple built from future daughtersTo wasteland when the oceans recede
Marry in the morning, earn your bitter fatherIt's easier to try not to eatSo flood me like Atlantic, bandage up the trenchesAnything to get me to sleep
I woke up surrounded, eyes like frozen planetsJust orbiting the vacuum I amThey talk me through the damage, consequenceAnd how it's a pain they know they don't understand
Sobbing as they turn to statues at the bedsideI'm trying not to crush into sandSo flood me like Atlantic, weather me to nothingWash away the blood on my hands
Call me when they bury bodies underwaterIt's blue light over murder for meCrumble like a temple built from future daughtersTo wasteland when the oceans recede
Don't wake meDon't wake meDon't wake me upDon't you wake (don't wake me) me upDon't wake meOh (don't wake me up)
angeldmort How Plucky Duck is an example of bad BDSM
Something that popped into my head this afternoon -
Waaaaay back in 1992 there was a cartoon movie called Tiny Toons Adventure- How I spent my vacation.
The trials and tribulations of Plucky Duck in that are the perfect way to describe many of the issues people run into with BDSM.
(Stay with me here. I'm not nuts. At least not about this.)
Upon hearing that his friend Hamilton Pig's family is headed to HappyWorldLand, he immediately throws himself at them until Hamilton asks if they can take him. They agree, and he hops into the car with them.
Plucky then has a very long, unpleasant trip where he discovers that they have a very different idea of how a road trip should go.
They don't use air conditioning because the dad says "it wastes gas" but they can't roll down the windows because mom says "people will think we can't afford air conditioning." They don't eat fast food, and offer to share the food they packed, but of course, it's not what he likes. They pick up a hitchhiker, and are oblivious to the radio reporting a dangerous homicidal maniac, and also oblivious to his trying to violently murder Plucky. And so on.
When they get there, they don't ride rides- they stroll through the park, admiring everything, and stroll out, while he loses his mind about having taken this nightmare ride with no payoff.
All of this is a perfect illustration of how people get into BDSM and then find themselves in terrible situations.
Like Plucky, they didn't bother to do any fact finding or discussion beforehand, to find out if THEIR vision and definitions for the trip matched his. There was no meeting of minds or shared understanding of comforts, interests, etc.
He didn't do any negotiation to make sure he got anything he wanted out of it.
He didn't plan, at all, for how the the trip (session) would be supplied, or prepped for, or conducted during, or have a way out (safe word) to get him back home if he wasn't happy.
He was too focused on what he wanted to bother finding out if the people he expected to provide it had an intention of doing so. Or if they even understood what he wanted to start with.
They had a plan, they had prepped for that plan, they had a goal for it, and he begged to be part of it without asking a single question.
And then he was unhappy the whole time.
And the whole way back, one assumes, although they don't show that. Just his sulking to his friends after about how terrible his whole summer was, and how soured he was on the whole idea now.
He did not do anything required to inform himself, but instead gave blanket uninformed consent to everything that happened after.
And then he blamed them for how it went.
I see this ALL the time played out by newbies to the lifestyle. They are so desperate to feel the way they think they will feel, and to get the experience they have seen in videos that they jump at the first thing that's offered without doing ANY of the boring, unsexy groundwork necessary ahead of time to make sure it fulfills that.
They don't read anything, so they don't know the terminology that would allow them to understand what was being said to them. *Or not said.*
They don't educate themselves so they know what questions to ask, or what to ask for when the opportunity presents itself. They don't learn how to spot a scammer, or a fraud, or an abuser.
They don't practice safety and negotiation, so they get scammed, sometimes out of thousands of dollars. Or they get a session, with someone who talks a big game but has had limited or no actual education or experience themselves, leaving them with damage (which can be hard to explain in the emergency room.)
Some of them even end up losing their homes, getting their paychecks sent to someone else's bank account while they live in servitude they never intended, with no money and no way out. Extreme example, but I've known people who had to literally drive to another state to help someone escape with just the clothes on their back.
So many people say that talking/reading/educating yourself about it first "takes the fire/fun/passion out of it."
Unfortunately, NOT talking/reading/doing the work up front to learn can literally take all the fun out of everything permanently. So much of what we do is borderline dangerous if not practiced by someone who's done all that work. If you don't know enough, you can't know if that amazingly sexy potential new someone is full of crap and will leave your hands numb and your junk non-functional for days, or months, or forever. (That's delicate equipment and its easy to wreck the hydraulics, yannow?)
So TL/DR - you can't safely "learn by doing" in this, and failing to ask questions and discuss stuff can leave you with some horrifically bad experiences.
Do the boring part so you can do the fun stuff for a long time.
yourgirljoy So many letters asking about the intro quote in my profile. Nope, it's not from a book. I wrote it. For all those who are asking, here's the full version:::
That sweet girl, with the world in her soul, the heart of it on her sleeve, tears like diamonds never shed for the pain of the world felt too sweetly. She holds it all, your dreams, your desires, and the ability to take your darkest fantasies and make them whole. She is strength of spirit, and her soul flies free above you. You can take her to arm, like a falcon coming to roost, but you will never tether this feather of sunlight. Yet, fragile is this creature. As if to say, all your words were glass in delicate hands. One false word, and the glass shatters, shards of bloody pain amidst her fragile fingers. Oh, speak you the truth, that her gentle hands stay soft and her eyes glow for you. Speak you the truth, that the world, your world, not shatter and leave her with glow extinguished. Rather let her fly, admiring the curve of her as she soars, knowing that it is to you she returns, that sweet girl, to let you glimpse the heart of it all deep within falcon green eyes."
by yourgirljoy 2022
TheIronMistress Hello to the Newbies, Lifers, Kinksters, and PowerPlay People,
This was my favorite place to blog. When it was bought and they made it hard to post in your profile and changes required a wait to be approved, which went on for part of a year, I left.
My life has been moving and doing since I was last on here often posting my thoughts. I still have saved the oiriginal posts I put in my profile. Some of it was some interesting shit I don't want to rewrite for a podcast or a book.
We are all here to be open, open on the inside and with many hiding their outside with masks and fetish wear..lmao but open still. Wide open aren't you, you cumsluts.
To the Men who are just kinksters and here for sex primarily, most of you don't interest me in the least. I am born a naturally Dominant/Alpha and even in my vanilla life I am the one in charge. Period. If you are not able to submit without worrying about sex and orgasms, if you need to act up to be punished, you are not of interest to me.
My interests include spending a LOT of my time painting, writing and getting an art business up and running so I am independant and no longer on SSI after breast cancer. One of the things I dealt with in my time away from here.
I am a computer geek, with two pitbulls, art supplies for several businesses, and I am home with a great garden and mobile home spot I will sell in a few years. Someone who wants to create art or go tech and work on websites, social media for stores, etc. or a good dog person, house cleaner who has a great vocabulary fits my lifestyle. Lots of free time to learn and improve your own life is a good fit as well.
My life has included fantastic sex, better than yours in most cases. I prefer to wait to have a superior time than fuck someone not worth a dime. I am getting shit fixed in my life before I care about a sex partner. My sex type is not the same as my companion type, unless you are a computer geek with a great smile, abs, ass and eyes....lmao
Let life roll and have fun,
Lola the Iron Mistress
pizzapuppiescows I met someone recently who was so different than any experience here to date. I felt seen. It's truly a scary thing, when you hide between what you put to paper and what you keep to yourself. You don't really think anyone will notice, but you sort of hope someone does, but maybe from a safe distance. He noticed. He read everything I ever wrote here, told me his thoughts and speculations, shared some of his writing. He got goofy with me. It was just about the best everything someone could do in my book. He shared vulnerabilities with me, too. I felt valued. I felt comfortable. It made me want to be brave, at least a little. But things can change quickly. I don't know if he took it for more than it was or if something else happened, but he's gone. Maybe I said the wrong thing. Maybe he was moody. Whatever it was, we were not in sync that day. Part of me feels like one not-so-great conversation shouldn't outweigh the rest, especially in the beginning. The other part remembers that what is meant to be will always find me. He was pretty wonderful. Maybe he will find me again, and maybe we will hold patience for each other enough to find out. Maybe someone else is waiting around the proverbial corner. There is never a shortage of men. But good men, those are harder to come by. I needed some time after the liar. I think I'm ready again.
SkyFullOfStars It sure seems like there are many, many Dominants on this site that *want* to find a sub who will desire, obey, heed, do, etc. as they direct
and tell them to do, but when I ask them, Are you worth it? they often get angry and defensive. I think instead the smart and experienced
Dominant will indeed be able to answer that question from an interested submissive with an accurate, honest, and appealing list of how they
have taken care and managed themselves well, first and foremost.
I stand firmly in the Do as I say Do as I do camp within a dynamic. So many men who contact me aren't Dominant at all, and the first sign
is that they cannot or have not positively Dominanted themselves to a level of respectabilty and dare I say excellence, that both enhances themselves
and attracts a potential sub to their side. Read that again!
We all have physical issues, personality issues, baggage, etc., that we have acquired over the decades, and I can't fault anyone for
living life, but it's ALL in what we do with said issues and baggage that makes the Dominant and makes the sub a good match. And please, have the
astuteness to know when someone is on your level or not. Think Like Attracts Like, or at least start there when contacting or considering a potential.
Be honest with yourself and that person, and always look in the mirror before heading out!
atomteacher What I desire from a D/s relationship
First, I have a nesting partner. Our relationship is totally separate from what I seek, but it would be equally important to me and you must be willing to accept that I am poly, but very demisexual.
With that being said, I want 2 separate households that I will go between equally. The one I currently have and Mistress's household, 24/7, D/s, kinky household with some vanilla elements incorporated. I want a second household within 15-20 minutes of downtown Parkersburg, WV, very private, complete with dungeon, medical room, sensual play space and outdoor play areas. I envision this home to be a place to host munches/events/small parties but also very private with a vanilla facade. I would like 2-5 acres and a big sound house/farmhouse to remodel to suit my needs. This will not be immediate and a rental situation will be necessary initially with the intention of find and establishing a permanent kink home.
I prefer a sub leaning slave but I am not seeking a sub/slave that only wants 24/7 chastity. I enjoy edging, ruined orgasms, forced masterbation, post orgasm torture, etc. I am extremely sexual and want to use my submissive sexually always under my control.
I am actually fairly flexible as how I want my household structure. I am equally fond of the following in no specific order:
A 1950's household
A Mommy/little or middle, but I'm not into diapers, breastfeeding (I'm almost 59 and milk hasn't filled these titties in years 🙄) cribs or high chairs. However, playing with toys, structured bedtimes, structure and a firm hand, kids movies, playing at the park, amusement parks, stuffies and all things child-like I'm very open to. But I would want a sexual little/middle.
A sissy submissive but understand I will NEVER use humiliation or degradation as it relates to being feminized. Any speech or play surrounding the theme that women are weak, pathetic, powerless, less than, etc. will NEVER be used! It is a privilege for me to show you the beautiful world of women and I will not tolerate this type of play. If you wish to escape your traditional alpha male role to explore your feminine side and want to walk in my shoes for a bit, that I will definitely do. I would love more males to understand how wonderful and freeing it is to be female. If you crave humiliation and degradation there are so many other ways of accomplishing this without degrading myself and women in general.
A true slave with all the discipline and intensity as outlined in Ingrid Bellamare's book Owning and Training a Male Slave, however, as I've stated before, I will remove your cage to use you as I desire sexually and put back you back in chastity when I'm not using you.
Also know, I have a good income but I am not independently wealthy by any means and I will not support you financially. You will need some source of income. If you work remotely from home or outside the home, second or third shift would be ideal. I would also consider a porn-based subion service as means of earning your keep.
Finally, I want an optimistic, positive, drama free and happy individual who also will accompany me on trips, attend conferences and kink events, and engage in "vanilla" activities as well. I am a whole person and want you to be as well.
TheSirenSyn What I’m looking for is not a fantasy dynamic, not a temporary thrill, and not someone who only wants to play with the aesthetic of submission. I’m looking for a genuine partner who understands that submission, in the way I live it, is a lifestyle built on trust, responsibility, and real-world commitment.
For me, dominance has never been about control for its own sake. It has always been about care, leadership, structure, and mutual trust. I believe deeply in consent and in building a foundation slowly. Early on in any connection, I tend to ask a lot of questions like “What do you want?” or “What would make you comfortable?” because trust is something that has to be earned and built together. I don’t assume authority before that trust exists.
But the dynamic I ultimately want does evolve.
Once deep trust is established — when I know someone truly trusts my judgment and I know they are genuinely committed to the dynamic — my role becomes one of firm leadership. At that point I expect my decisions to be respected and followed. Not blindly in a harmful way, but with the understanding that I lead with intention and care.
Unfortunately, I’ve had experiences in the past where someone wanted the fantasy of submission, but not the reality of living that life. They wanted the aesthetics, the kink, and the attention — but not the responsibility, structure, or accountability that comes with being part of my world. That mismatch eventually causes things to fall apart, which is why I’m extremely careful now about who I allow close to me.
quirkylittle4daddy after i wrote my 4 page note on reddit on why for me a lady who has both the dark goddess and the slave and the little girl in one in my observation over the decades and my personal life why while some might last at most a few years here and there i have never seen a successful long term healthy and honest pairing of the daddy dom and little girl..and what the crux is and why even the most highly intelligent and successful people just seem to not crack the code for longevity...and why while most people who are in the scene aren't vanilla aren't regular..and anyone attracted to this is what i code as a thoroghbred horse..what is a bred racing horse? stronger fitter quicker cleaner shinier and a work of art compared to the domestic or regular horse......it still don't work..and the orienting going on that something is missing..it's the wild horse..the wild WOLF that is the next stage of ascension...and that the traditional layout of this isn't working because the traiditonal layout of this is broken...too much power for any decent human to try to wield without misuse, and too much of an internal death and sacrifice without the safety of being held, secure, stable, protected, and hands on intetionally in and out kept....at one point one or both break....and that in the wild the individual the honed in two streams on the same path with no false pretenses absolute soverignty meeting soverngyt coming together and going apart fierce and passionate when together and like soliders on the battlefield navigating life with self first is the next evolution of this..and that the power exchange really is some sort of toxic addictive drug that kills both parties.....
i asked this question. n a response to the call i put out to the universe while out and about god/the universe sent me this song while i was out and about and unable to really choose what i listen to. i'm an audio visual media mystic...music primarly. i get my messages, healing, transmissions, downloads, awareness, lessons, main way of orienting this life through sound. secondly through media...and so things will naturally guide me when i'm home and able to control it..but i have a mystical connection to music when out of the home in places where music plays that i can't control what station or song is played next as well. and the song that came up while i was out and about mystically ansewered it for me.
hang on collective, we're in for an amazing but probably bump and deadening past. but there are gems in the mental and emotional death if we choose to hang on.
as usual, they give me new/tweaked songs lyrics. i will often hear things that the original composers didn't put that fit the situation i'm thinking of, going through, asking about. i i never heard this song before. the original foundation of the chorus in the song is to ask it as a question...but in response to my spell and the question i posed to the universe that the lyrics and song responded to... i guess god is like, gurl there is no question:
mmm mmm mmm in agreement.
"families really bow their heads to pray
daddies really never go away.
oh grandpaaaaaaaaaa. tell me bout the good ol days."
Grandpa (Tell Me 'Bout The Good Old Days)
Song by The Judds
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Grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old days
Sometimes it feels like this world's gone crazy
Grandpa, take me back to yesterday
When the line between right and wrong
Didn't seem so hazy
Did lovers really fall in love to stay
And stand beside each other, come what may?
Was a promise really something people kept
Not just something they would say
Did families really bow their heads to pray?
Did daddies really never go away?
Whoa, whoa, grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old days
Grandpa, everything is changing fast
We call it progress, but I just don't know
And grandpa, let's wander back into the past
Then paint me the picture of long ago
Did lovers really fall in love to stay
And stand beside each other, come what may?
Was a promise really something people kept
Not just something they would say and then forget
Did families really bow their heads to pray?
Did daddies really never go away?
Whoa, whoa, grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old days
Whoa, whoa, grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old days
Mm
Mm
Did families really bow their heads to pray?
Did daddies really never go away?
which i mean god can be grandpa in this instance if it, i believe in the tetragrammaton gender neutral energy version, and if that's what it wants to be in this transmission/spell well so be it! C0SMICCUNT Creating My household - Chat. Meet. Do.
Lifetime position - Primary care attendant for My mother with Mid/late stage Alzheimer's. Google it. 36 Hour day. Live it.
Under My ownership, mother shall be your charge and responsibility going forward.
Requirements: Genteel. Never use harsh words or swear. Affectionate. Exceptional grasp of the English language. Knowledgeable and amenable. Must like dogs. Short day trips - movies, lunch, thrifting. Ensuring proper daily exercise. Naughty nice school boys to the head of the line.
This position works well for someone who likes to be in the home and on hand, actively engaged in domestic duties, preparing meals and calmly engaging mother with leisure activities.
I will be responsible for My mothers personal and grooming needs until such time as a slave is well and thoroughly installed. Personal services may then be granted.
GuyMasterleigh First Newsletter from Tawsingham (and Dragao Verde) websites, Spring 2023
The websites themselves are still under construction, and will be launched soon.
If you want to keep in touch, sign up for news at our new website
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Olá! Welcome to the first ever news from the Tawsingham Network, Spring 2023.
What we’ve done since Summer
Slideshow of photos to illustrate the words!
Click on the title, and an explanation of what you’re seeing will appear.
I now have full control of my publishing and royalties, again. I published Guide for New Maids] and Pretty Maids All in a Row.
Both worthwhile purchases, particularly if you may come here as a maid.
We’ve many more new titles, but we will wait until we have the website up and running.
Publishing is vital, to add much-needed extra income.
Moreover royalties will help fund the project, as part of my plans to ensure Tawsingham and Dragão Verde will carry on, even after I am gone.
It would be a shame, with all the work put in, from all involved, if these communities die with me!
Books are useful to attract interest, and recruit volunteers online, or in person, too.
Kathi has set up IT facilities with a huge, robust, shared hard disc, regular backups, itself backed up.
I’ve often taken out my girls Jessica, Kathi Jessica, Kathi and myself in Tomar. It’s vital to me and to them that they go out with me, to show I’m proud of them, not hiding them from the world as ‘my guilty secret’.
I’ve laid hundreds of donated wall and floor tiles, in the maids’ bathroom/utility room! See slideshow! I’m nearly ready to put in the sanitary-ware, taps, etc.
Kathi has installed a secure, fast server, with open-source operating system, connected to the national fibre-optic network, with WiFi and, potentially, wired connection to our computers.
I’ve installed a tiled, wooden work surface and open shelving for non-perishable goods in the maids’ kitchen, so all Kathi uses to cook with, is on open display, easily accessible. I had her put everything she needed, in the way she wanted, then built shelves at a depth and spacing to match, to give a compact, ordered display. See slideshow!
We’ve had several successful dinner parties with both scene and vanilla guests, more are planned. We’ve also welcomed other scene friends, a local scene couple, and Kathi’s cycling friends.
I’ve installed a tiled work surface for crockery and cookware awaiting washing-up, with shelves above for all the crockery, bowls, mugs, tea and coffee, etc. in the scullery.
I’ve done a lot of wall tiling in the kitchen and scullery too, put in a marble shelf for washing-up liquid, scourers, and other possibly we things, and a rail to hang tea-towels to dry.
All on the same basis, designing shelves to fit the need. See slideshow!
I’ve also acquired more new-to-us crockery and cutlery, added to what we had, and will use short-term.
I put lots aside too, for when we equip the gentry kitchen, as well.
Kathi went to a Womens’ Munch in Lisbon, we both went to an all-night scene Xmas party there, slept before and afterwards in my little van. We now have a place to stay next time.
We both visited good friends where we’d done pony-play. We’ll stay in touch.
Then we drove to The BDSM Villa near Porto for their Xmas party, and slept in their dungeon afterwards, a four- hour drive back. See TheBDSMVilla Xmas party pictures on FetLife!
We went back to The BDSM Villa for a big formal dinner and all-night party there in the New Year, by train. It took five hours. We’ll use the express next time, cut it to four hours.
Going to scene events was a deliberate decision to get out, meet people who go out too. We now have a much wider circle of active Portuguese scene friends. Particularly the folk at The BDSM Villa. I may use their place for events, one day, if ever I have the enough volunteers.
The next big step forward
I’ll finish tiling, electrics in the maid quarters, once it has a ceiling. The maids will sleep in the attic space above.
I need to do this for any maids I bring back in September!
Putting-in this ceiling and the floor above is work that ideally I would have done years ago. But I didn’t know how to do it then, did not have the skills, or the money to pay builders.
I know how to do it now. I just need the fairly modest cost of materials, €500 or so.
I need help too, as much of the work has to be done above head height, (hard with my axial spondylarthritis), and ladder work is not safe to do alone. Kathi would help, but it’s not what she’s best suited to do.
Ideally I’d employ a local tradesman friend. He’s worked for me before and would do it well at modest cost.
You know I recruit maids! I need help with the building, too; someone more skilled than I am, or unskilled.
If you can help with this, and also make it here, please get in touch as soon as possible.
A heartfelt thank you to those who have responded to previous appeals, your help has been invaluable.
One, at least, of those I hope to recruit as a maid here, knows how to take on the day-to-day gardening work, to grow fresh fruit and vegetables for us all in my garden here. More part-time gardeners will be welcome!
I’ve resolved to enjoy the journey from now on, with company, not put my life on hold until it is finished!
A job I have 'on the back burner' is insulating the loft with first a layer of Rockwool, then expanded polystyrene, (leftovers and surplus from external insulation elsewhere, or packaging).
Then, I'll do the electric wiring for lights and power on the upper floor.
Finally, cover it with 18 mm OSB boarding.
I could delegate these tasks to anyone who’ll volunteer and competent.
It would suit someone who prefers to work alone, pacing themselves. It does not take much training or experience, though it helps to be neat and precise.
I’ve already put in a drop-down loft-ladder and lighting up there to make this easier. The polystyrene and Rockwool, some boards are up there too.
I hope this scene-setting encourages volunteers to turn out to help!
Once the loft is boarded out, and I have the money, I’ll get the
MadnessPBM what about kinks?
a lot of people are only spécialised in only one thing, or just have interest on 3 or 4 things at most.
im spécialised only on sadism, but, what is sadism?
sadism can take a lot of form, and to understand what a person love and why, you need to understand what gave him interrest in this.
for myself, i like sadism because i have fascination about it, im litterraly in urge to find a new trick to gave pain, i have a huge curiosity about a lot of thing, and im very creative, this define my sadism.
why i have fascination about it?
take an exemple, totally out of this.
when you see an abandoned build, you can see the plants growing, maybe how much time its on this state, the building certainatly was beautiful before but now declining.
a person is the same, when she/he came first the state is good, and i will work to change it, to corrupt/deprave it into another state.
the difference is a person turn into the first state again, and again, given you the possibility to do it differently, finding another way, maybe better, maybe even if you didnt thought about before.
that's my way of sadism.
but yes i concede, i like to hear scream, sound of pain too.
like i said before my fascination about this include the visual and the touch, when i finish my session i like to see all the changes, and touch it, swelling, bruises, sensing the heat of the body.
and when they come again, i know again this time will be different...
LastSamurai A few things that need said.
One ... I am currently 58. Due to not using email this account was created with, unable to do updates... do to this was created with an email I can no longer access.
Secondly, I am very real. So don't come at Me saying you're serious .... then not be. I am not here to waste your time or Mine.
Thirdly, My divorce is final. If you need to know more just ask.
Fourthly, I am healing. And won't let the circumstances hinder Me no longer if I can help it.
Fifthly, I am working to move back to the USA by the end of 2025 at the latest. Sooner if possible.
Lastly, as life goes, curves are thrown at Us. So at 58, a new chapter is beginning. Nuff said
MistressHowl A Click of theWheel and a new Cycle Begins, with sudden surprising promise and potential😳 Muses, Inspiration, and the awakening of things too long dormant. Huzzah!!❣️but tbh still feral wary .... and a bit gobsmacked😆yay?
Oak Moon Mother smiles down in all Her Glory, bathing me in Comfort and helping purge what no longer serves. And at Her heel is Yule, fulfilling the promise of Rebirth/Renewal .. and with its merry twinkle hints at the path full of new Adventures ahead. )O(
If all goes well, its proof Miracles do happen, and or that Majick Works hahaha
And if it turns out hes not My forever boi... Well...then at least itl'l be fun for awhile .. untl its Not.
Unrelated 12.28 update
Expect? Ive learned not to expect anything from anyone. Hellsbells even vanilla you cant expect common sense minimal manners or basic human decency smmfhHowever I do Appreciate Honesty above all,especially when its Hardest. Also..Consistency over time lol hmmm .. Intelligence, Curiosity, selfawareness, motivation and discipline that come from within, Loyalty Honor Devotion Integrity Empathy Passion, a great twisted sense of humor, and Wit which is not the same thing ..an exploring adventurous nature, talented hands and mouthAll great assets, but .. shrugs and smilesIm multifaceted and multidimensional, Adept and adaptableand tbh am only rigidly unflexible about particular Unacceptable tones, attitudes, behaviors, mindsets
MistressHowl Smh at the multitude of bois within 50 miles that approach, engage, insist they want to meet .. until we set a date and time, then backpedal and postpone or cancel with every excuse in the book .. Sooooo...I'm pretty much at the pt I don't wont cant believe anything anyone idk irl says cyber.
If you are one of the very rare pearls here that does want real-time Ds interactions come meet Me at the munch on Thursday 9 29 at Spins in Peekskill 6:30ish. It's an arcade with a bar in the back. I'm the One with long multicolored hair. .. restaurant upstairs is Fin and Brew if that's easier to goo gle
Que sera .. or as history here proves, most likely not
We.Shall.See
Back2basics59 i am at a start of a new trail, where will it lead? i do not know, but i do know that i walk a small step behind You. Looking towards You to guide me, that You will pull me into You with a simple look, a word, or a command. The journey from the self-indulgent creature i am to the slave beauty You desire. A journey that will be fierce and difficult at times, one that will push me to the limit and past it, one that will find You throwing me off a cliff over and over again, to be waiting for me at the bottom, to catch me and say those two small words that make me want to please You more….”good slave”. It’s amazing how two small words can cause my spirit to burst forth, two small words that make me want and need to fall on my knees in front of You, back straight, head held high, eyes cast downward, legs spread apart and palms on thighs.You reinforce me to just how quickly i need this. How long it has been since i was truly in this mindset and just how wanton and needy i am. A connection of energy, of trust and of honesty. It is framed by the mutual respect, adoration, and admiration felt by both and a great deep fulfilling love can be found in and through it. And in my life, i strive for that deepness, it beckons me, calls to me.
BondAndBondage To clarify my position.
I'm seeking a serious Master/Dom for a deep meaningful relationship built on genuine connection and commitment. If your interests are solely focused on fetishes and kinks, without deeper emotional and mental involvement, we're not a true match. I desire a partner who inherently needs to lead and control; someone for whom this dynamic is authentic and needs the feeling of D/s in the background. My ideal is a lifestyle rooted in the nature of HoH, TiH and TPE. It's the natural path for me. Take my hand. I will eagerly follow :)
The information below is added here because this site has glitched my weight, showing it in kgs, instead of lbs.
Size UK12-14 (not US).
10st 5lbs.
Thanks
Looking4boy2own In Januaury of last year I started a path I never saw myself doing... I hired a trainer and started working out 4 days a week... I feel like there should have been a betting pool, or something, because I NEVER expected to be on that same path a year and four months later...but here I am, healthier, at least 40 pounds lighter, and feeling so much better, physically, mentally, emotionally and about myself.
I constatnly amaze myself with things, like how four years ago my doctors said I'd never lift more than 10 pounds... last Wednesday, I did dead lifts at 205 pounds for 5 reps... or how they said I would never be able to handle running again, I started jogging on the treadmill (supervised of course) and have a total of 5 minuets over 2 days, not bad for something I haven't done in over 20 years, and for someone with "heart failure"...
In the last 20 years of my life, I've gone from an active live to inactive, a 30 waist to a 46, now back down to a 38, inching (get it?) closer to 36 actually... and all I can thinks is "Wow! I really like doing this!"
You see, when I was a kid, it was the "jocks" the weightlifters, the football ogres, I mean players, that bullied harrased and made me feel insecure about being gay, if only they tried that today... anyhow, I never figured that this training I do now would be enjoyable because of that. Actually it's more than enjoyable.
I get out of bed in the mornings with energy, ready to conqure my day and all that it throws at me! All because one day, I decided I wasn't gonna let heart failure win. Because I decided to be a healtheir, better me. And because I literally dared myself to do it! Who knows, maybe in a few weeks I'll give a progress update...
Composer Last night was tuned into KPR Retro Cocktail hour, a 2 hour program focused on post WW2 Popular Exotica, Islands, and really the worldwide impact of various musics in diverse cultures that the WW2 Soldiers were in contact with throughout the world and when returned Popular Music, Lounge (Clubbing today) Music and on the radio reflected their experiences with Hawaiian & other south Pacific influences, as well as, Latino Jazz or even Africa influence. Exotica, Space Age Bachelor Pad Musics and the list is endless. Actually lots of fun though the music a bit uneven in quality over all fun stuff. Been in correspondence with a few Sub's giving me some hopefulness that something real may in time develop between myself and one of them or another eventually. All Night Jazz followed, and had a couple of Rum & Dew cocktails while listening to some first rate jazz ensembles of this generation and going back to the old masters. Turned in, and realized mild depression of the other day has lifted. This morning woke up feeling a bit optimistic and feeling good about, if not already met, still meeting on this site a prospective submissive that will be a good fit for me and for her. Listening to some Baroque Music in background and since house work need be done and I'm the only one here might actually sweep up some if not all of the basement floor today. Plus do some organizing. Mostly was organized tool shop area, Landscape materials and gear in another area, Holiday decorations for inside & outside of house and other types of stuff stored in specific areas on basement shelves. Due, to having installed decorative gravel around the house and constructing a back patio, front yard twin garden plots and other such landscaping a lot of that stuff is on the floor off their shelf space and need to put all that stuff away as well as tools such as hammers, scrapers screwdriver, pliers, drill etc back into their proper locations within their specific areas. Would be pleasant must admit, now this morning, having a submissive wife doing this along side me, after having coffee together and myself taking a break to watch her busy and cleaning and ordering these matters as directed by myself. Do need to resume composing the set of Short String Quartets stopped work on a year ago, finished the first 60 but the total set will take another 10 to 12 weeks to finish, a total of 1,095. 1 for every day of the Pandemic over a 3 year period. However sweeping the basement also needs doing too.
subbieforyouM I moved to NH around a year and half ago. I grew up here but lived in the Pacific NW for 30 years. I returned to be a caregiver for my mother after my father died in 2020. When I first returened I put some effort into finding a Dominant Women to serve. I was unsuccessful and eventually my commitment made it impossible to continue that search. So for most of the past year I have just lurked here, looking at profiles and contemplating what could be.
I now find myself without commintment and wish to again search for a Dominant to serve. I am free to live where I choose though I have many loose ends here to deal with.
I am looking for an intelligent Dominant who enjoys the mental aspect of control and who is looking for someone who is ready to learn how to be that which they wish. I am healthy, intelligent, creative and in good shape. I am financially secure. I enjoy being service oriented and wish to please my Dominant and make their life easier. I enjoy travel and learning new things. Helping others and being a good first mate to my Captain.
I welcome any correspondence and will also be initiating contact with the profiles I admire and dream about. I hope every one has had a great 2023 so far and who also has not lost hope as to what could be.
urbanleatherlife Today marks the beginning of my search for a domestic servant to assist with various household tasks. I am looking for a unique arrangement that emphasizes mutual comfort and understanding.
Position Overview:
 Type: Unpaid
 Responsibilities: Light housekeeping duties, organization, and general assistance around the home.
 Skills: Massage skills would be a notable plus, as I appreciate relaxation and wellness.
Working Environment:
I welcome a clothing-optional atmosphere, prioritizing comfort and personal freedom. It’s essential to foster an environment where both the servant and I can feel at ease.
I will take time to thoughtfully consider candidates, ensuring they align with these criteria while maintaining a positive, respectful dynamic.
As I navigate this search, I’ll focus on effective communication and transparency to cultivate a healthy working relationship.
Baldrick I'm a Marionette
By Abba performed by Ghost
You're so free," that's what everybody's telling meYet I feel I'm like an outward-bound, pushed around, refugeeSomething's wrong, got a feeling that I don't belongAs if I had come from outer space, out of place, like King KongI'm a marionette, just a marionette, pull the stringI'm a marionette, everybody's pet, just as long as I singI'm a marionette, see my pirouette, round and roundI'm a marionette, I'm a marionette, just a silly old clownLike a doll, like a puppet with no will at allAnd somebody told me how to talk, how to walk, how to fallCan't complain, I've got no-one but myself to blameSomething's happening I can't control, lost my hold, it's insaneI'm a marionette, just a marionette, pull the stringI'm a marionette, everybody's pet, just as long as I singI'm a marionette, see my pirouette, round and roundI'm a marionette, I'm a marionette, just a silly old clown"Look this way, just a little smile," is what they say"You look better on the photograph if you laugh, that's okay""You're so free," that's what everybody's telling meYet I feel I'm like an outward-bound, pushed around, refugeeI'm a marionette, just a marionette, pull the stringI'm a marionette, everybody's pet, just as long as I singI'm a marionette, see my pirouette, round and roundI'm a marionette, I'm a marionette, just a silly old clown
emptysoultoown Scared off the Dom that It was presently Under consideration too.A Civvie that he didnt keep it confidence and discussed things about it without checking with it first Especially about it Military deployments and active duty.He went to a friend as a sounding board he trusted that person told him that he should run away as fast as he can because of what it has been involved with and committed too on its old life. How fucked up it is mentally and physically because of wars deploying and willingness to sacrificing its life for the greater good to make a difference.He told his friend that It works as a Prostitute to survive after another Dom it sacrificed its careers for to be totally focused on him and later he was found out to be a closet serial killer.And all the medical treatments and surgerys ahead of it.
He turned out to be a frightened little rabbit that breaching it trust was the betrayal was so big he knew It couldn't forgive him.
AnnonaMouseDom Now that a vast majority of the 'Oh Hey journals are back!" have been done, lets take a minute to update this.
So heres the gyst of what I would LOVE to find, in an ideal world and ideal time... We want a cis female slave. Males are good FOR OTHER USES but thats not what I am looking for as a priority, there MAY be that option but remember the use I have for you is seveirly limited.
The slave that I am lookin for needs to understand that I PRESS HARD for information. I WANT you to ask questions and am dissapointed when you just answer in 1, 2, or 3 word answers.
I will NEVER be with anyone without birth control. I as the Master, may be having that issue taken care of, of my own accord, because I already have one daughter, who doesn't live with me, and I dont want any more children.
Otherwise, any prospective slave should read our full profile and write back.
male slave/s be known that if you are not local there is little to no chances for you.. Even local males, you have a purpose, yes, but o e that is not domestic or sexual, and to be honestMOST of the male slaves that have come forwardare not even appealingto the eyes.
Now as to the current update...
Mouse has left my service as of Dec 14th.
I FOUND a new appartment, so my search for a slave has resumed, again read my profile CAREFULLY because I will call you on it lol.
I dont know how many times I have had to say this... If you are INTERNATIONAL do NOT boter to write to me, male, female, rich, poor, doesn't matter, international relocation is a hassle and with Covid GOOD LUCK getting a flight over here.
TransGamer Things I want to get during 2024
Succubus Womb Tattoo
Nipples Pierced
Ears Pierced
even a single win in a local yugioh tournament
MorghanXX Why am I here?
Well, I like browsing. I like staying in touch with folks I know here. I enjoy seeing how people present themselves. But I'm not eagerly hunting for a sub. I've got a primariy relationship and a robust secondary (though he lives too far away for my total satisfaction), and I've got lots of adult responsibilities.
What does that mean for subs who contact me? It means there are no guarantees and a lower than usual likelihood of me pursuing anything beyond local contacts for munches and socializing. It also means that if I do have an interest, my pace may be absolutely glacial.
Side bar, if you come at me with an immature, sex focused approach, take issue with me being here, ignore my stated priorities or generally act like a jerk, it's not going to get you very far. I reserve the right to block anyone, and really, it's a benefit for both ends and prevents wasting time for all involved.
bitchbottom To what degree these numbers are meaningful, i do not know, and i confess to being skeptical (although i’ll confess to virtually anything if the mood is right). But still...
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sommisandry Really wish this site would let know if people blocked before trying to send them messages. Its like nobody is even here but they will just block you anyways. Clearly they will be alone as they are always finding a reason before even talking to somebody to block. Those types are why on-line or life is something people are unable to live properly. Back when started on 300 baud it was like nobody could hide their comments or from others.
Realize that failed in life so its just wasting time to be here or in this world. Doms just want somebody to take care of them financially while they will list a bunch of lies otherwise. Instead of finding what is needed or who would benefit as are unable to do things in life. They want the Fairy Tale of the Rich dude or so without them having to work or spend their own money. Others will have problems with Cocaine or Alcohol which creates issues as they can't even control their own self much less others. Many don't have the most money or are unable to keep a stable job. So there those who depend on the subs to keep the money flowing.
Read about how can change the font size in a message but they don't allow to set the sizes how want. Wish lived a life where got married or had kids at like 20. Then they would already be out of College or owning their own homes. Nobody ever liked me in the RL. Nothing has really changed even in school would not belong or have people teasing me how talked or so. Though by HS everybody knew me to point nobody would really bother me after this gang jumped me. So called friends didn't help me then so its telling of reality. Interesting who helps or will try when don't even know them really heh. Site used to be really good but now can't even punctuate. Trash just blocks so its like why even bother. Nearly impossible to trade information to see in RL. Used to have High Scores in Space Invaders or other games which could play for hours.
Girl2bdisciplined *** NOT LOOKING ***My main profile text is a little over a year old. Like most people here, I avoid updating the main profile because you have to have it approved all over again if you do. It's a profile, not an advertisement. I am happy with my existing arrangement for discipline. I'm not attracted to men at all, so your emails go straight to my Bulk Mail folder, which I only browse occasionally. Yes, even yours. If that seems harsh, it's because otherwise my main inbox gets flooded with unwanted approaches from blokes who don't read profiles and don't respect boundaries. I have occasionally accepted men for the disciplinarian role (as long as it is purely platonic) but I emphasise once more that I'm happy with my existing arrangements for this. You probably won’t get a reply unless you meet BOTH of these conditions (and even then it's not guaranteed):
1) use the magic word to show you have actually read this journal
2) catch my interest in some way that I like
Like I said in my main profile, I am not into the Dom/sub side of things. So if you approach me expecting to meet a slave or submissive, you're going to be very disappointed. It's just not my thing.
P.S. Guys, the new magic word is "tiger". This little test shows you have at least read this journal, so it should filter out a few of the idiots.
HIKINGMASTERJ 7/10/2023
It's been a long time since I updated my profile or made a journal entry so thought I would catch up a bit.
I found my mate or rather she found me one evening when we were both online and onsite here. She made a snarky comment about my then profile picture which had one of my pack llamas in it. We started yacking back and forth and 3 days later met on a local walking trail with our dogs and have been together ever since.
We live together in a monogamus M/s 1950s lifestyle. She takes care of me full time and I provide the income, roof over our heads and security. I retired 3 years ago so no more alarm clocks and 12 hour commute/work days!
We go camping with our tent trailer either across the mountains or to the ocean several times a year. We have been going on long road trip vacations to National Parks every year or two. Last Year was a 4 week trip to 6 National Monuments and 5 National Parks in Oregon, Idaho and Utah. Lots of Lava, caves, arches, spires, hoodoos and canyons!
We've been together coming up on 9 years now since we met on that walking trail. We will be together for the rest of our lives! Not bad HUH!!!
LRF69 I had perhaps the best experience in my life last week. I went to see a very close friend a few states away. I've known her for 20 years and there's always been an unrequited attraction between us but I've told her very little about my submissive need. Well, she sensed it because the first night we were together, she immediately bound me tightly to all four posts of her bed and she had her way with me...but...
Everything was about her...her needs, her wants...her desires. There was not a single thing done or mentioned about mine. She used me as she wanted, rode me and stopped when she was done, not when I was done. I got on my knees and licked everything she told me to lick, put my tongue where she directed. She did everything to me that was my absolute desire, orally please her, CBT, whipping, spanking...insertion. The only thing she denied me was my own eruption. Finally, on our last night, she gripped me painfully and whispered her permission. It was....amazing. Nothing about me except until the end...everything for her. I was in heaven the entire week.
The only thing is that it's not a permanent thing...because of the distance. I want it, she does not. And it was something she did with no preparation or warning....spur of the moment...because it was something she sensed in me.
AKRONOHIOMAN Early Christmas Present - December 23, 2023Horny bi guy came over. And oh my gosh, he was horny as usual. When he first arrived he came through the door and stripped naked for me. I immediately put a collar around his neck, and velcro wrist restraints on his wrists.I recently purchased a larger size ball stretching weight, because the 35 mm did not fit him on previous attempts. Well, we found out the 45 mm did not fit him either. I think part of it was it was cold outside and because he was just arriving and stripping naked first thing, he was still a bit cold, and his balls were sucked up against his body. I'll bet if we had tried again later we might have made it. Instead we put a cock cage on him. It took a few attempts to get the cock cage on his already hardening cock, but soon his cock was caged.I laid back on the couch a bit and beckoned his mouth over to my cock. He immediately dropped to his knees and started sucking on my cock. I wasn't being too forceful immediately, I wanted his throat to acclimate to the feeling of my cock wedged down his throat. But that didn't prevent me from grabbing him by the back of the head and pushing him down on my cock until he was gagging.He wanted another super deep enema. The last time he visited and I gave him a super deep enema it took us nearly 45 minutes, which is common, but he had a lot of cramping and later told me he never wanted to have a deep enema again. But now he was asking for a deep enema again. Against my better judgment we start the procedure.He came into the bathroom and immediately assumed the position. Down on all fours with his ass sticking up in the air. I lube my finger with a bit of Vaseline and slide it up and down the crack of his ass. He moans at my touch. The bathroom sink water is running requesting warm water from the hot water tank in the basement. That takes a few minutes for the warm water to arrive so I continue playing with his ass as we wait.
Eventually the warm water arrives and I fill up the old fashioned enema bag as full as I can get it. I asked him again if he's sure he wants a deep enema reminding him how he didn't like it last time. But the need for being used and humiliated overtakes the memory of the agony of the last enema and he forgets that he doesn't want another deep enema. And he tells me to proceed with the deep deep enema.I shove the plastic tube connected to the hose coming from the rubber bag into his tight hole. I push it far in his ass, farther than required, because I know we're going deep. I push down on the bag as it lays on the bathroom countertop, forcing the first burst of warm water into his ass. His ass is reluctant to take the water at first but as I continue to push against the bag eventually the pressure overpowers his bowels and the water starts to flow.Although I thought I had removed all the air from the bag, I hear the gurgle and burp of air as it passes through the tube into his ass. As I continue pushing down on the bag, he begins that familiar moan as I push more and more water into his ass. Much more than necessary, I empty the bag into his ass. He's whimpering in pain and I'm laughing about it.
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Baldrick Hmm let's see it is now 2022, so a lot have time has passed between my last real post. So many things have gone on in my life since then. In 2019 I took part in the World Transplant Games in the UK. That was a hell of a trip. Spent a few days in London, then went north to Yorkshire, to the land of James Herriot, Castle Howard, and my friends farm. I spent 5 days helping take care of their herd of pigs. Can't wait to go back. I return to London for my last 9 days and ate great food, saw amazing things, and got to see New Japan Pro Wrestling do their first show in England. Got home just before second year started.
my next games are next year in Perth Australia. I will be cycling I will have a 5k time trial, a 20km team time trial, and another 30k time trial. Boy my legs are going to hate me. I had a pair of custom painted shoes done just for the games. I am hoping to be able to get a racing suit and a helmet wrapped in the same pattern.
i am hoping to spend a bit of time in Tokyo on my way to Australia. Maybe spend 5 days.
PLBsub71 6/13/2024
I am Wordy...
Flirty...
a little bit...
Dirty.
Even so... sending me a message does not guarantee a reply.
Some may think that is rude. There are just only a certain number of hours in a day and I am not on here much.
MPH
CosmicCunt Freebeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees...
In speaking with many here, the reduction of stessors often comes up.
Check your Thyroid TSH levels! Mui importante!
The Science of Breath - life changing, affirming and regulating!
https://www.yogajournal.com/yoga-101/science-breathing/
https://www.unm.edu/~lkravitz/Article%20folder/Breathing.html#:~:text=Respiration%20Mechanics%20102,to%20the%20lungs)%20respiration%20occurs.
https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC6137615/
Girls and guys - want to know when a woman bleeds every month? Know her birth day. This is a golden nugget of knowledge society keeps us from knowing in order to keep us enslaved, fearful and reactionary. There are variables, of course. Stress....hormonal imbalances....medications....being in close proximity to other women, either in family or work. If the other women are more dominant, they will set another womans cycle off or if their birth day is near to yours, then they can trigger yours. You're welcome.
pizzapuppiescows I excel at cutting people out. Call it a super power. It's not always a clean cut on the inside. Sometimes it takes years to be able to sever the heartstrings. I think people always stay with you. Good or bad, short or lifelong, they are in your wrinkly little brain (yeah, yeah, it's big, I believe you) evermore. I have always considered this ability more of a curse than a blessing, like something is wrong with me. And maybe something is. Maybe there's no maybe. I'm sorting it out. It doesn't change the fact that I am actively making the most difficult cut of my life. There is very little support for my decision, but I've got to do what's right for me. I was just thinking that maybe my prior experience in this was making me stronger for the superbowl of all severed ties. Two years ago I don't know if I could have held my ground. But I'm building trust in myself and being brave. I am valuable and what I think and feel is valid. Important. That's all I need to worry about. All of that mess over there, that's not my responsibility.
Accalia My best friend has self terminated on Jan 26.I have always been one to put my best face forward, but I am not sure how I am going to be able to do that in the days to come. I had no warning, and I cannot understand why he has not reached out to me. To talk to me. I feel that if he had reached out to me I'd have talked him back from the ledge. I was supposed to buy him a beer when I saw him next, and him to buy me one in return. We were supposed to talk about the old days. Is this what growing old is? To take all thsoe who you love, and those who love you in return? If so, I do not want to grow any older. I am done. I'd rather sleep a thousand years and hope that the passage of time deadens the pain in my heart. I am in my 40's and should not feel this pain. I should not be feeling this pain. I feel it is too soon. Family.... I get it.... but my brothers in arms.... It's too soon.
Shadowing For those of you who do not already know.. i have a medical condition called lymphedema, it affaspects my legs. The condition caused large ulcers to form on the backs of my legs six years ago!! my left leg healed up within the first or second year, however the ulcers on my right leg are still there. At one point it was one large wound, about the size of a dinner plate!! They are much smaller but still a significant size and depth. Anyway, my wound dressings are soooo painful!! i am currently using preion pain meds, extra strength fake Tylenol, concentrated cannabis, and cannabis gummies.. NOT all at the same time. Today i ate a large pineapple flavored cannabis gummy. i was told it was equal to 3 servings!! i was STILL in severe pain for more than an hour and a half!! Full on bawling my head off and big fat non stop tears. Should ANYONE have a suggestion.. please leave the information in my mail. Any help is GREATLY appreciated. Thank you all, so very much.
LatexHer This past week was superb! Had a few friends over for a turkey dinner I made. Brined the 15 lb turkey in a sugar and salt brine, then AIR fried it. The bird was done in 3 hours and ready to mate up with the other sides I made. I enjoy my time in the kitchen as it relaxes me. My friends continually rave about my cullenary skills. Part of the fun of entertaining during the holidays is being free about who you are, what you enjoy and being able to share it with your friends.
Yes, the ladies are collared by their owners, including my friend Veronica, who brings her lovely slave girl Jessica. Set the table for 9, myself and my four couples. Turkey, dressing, green beans, hot rolls, mashed potatoes and gravy, and of course a white wine.
I was asked when I would find a woman to wear my collar again. Said that was up to the good Lord himself, and maybe a bit of luck and reckoning. Been single again now for 3 years, and have not been actively looking too much. When / if it happens again, I am hopeful her training will not be too stressful for her.
Holidays are so much fun, even with the games we play. Sometimes the single life does suck, but I am not hurry to cross over and explore the alternative quite yet, Lord be willing! Thats all for now youall, I will try to post again after the holidays..
ToniMcDee There sure is a lot of hetero men checking me out that don't have seeking transgender on their profile list of preferences.
I'm not sure if I should feel flattered or if there just aren't many cis women to choose from?
I do prefer straight alpha males but I am hesitant to respond to their messages if they aren't seeking a transwoman.
I just find that a bit strange and I'm looking for men that are secure with their own sexuality..
Also I find it to be annoying getting messages with just a few words about my looks, no proper introduction etc.
I'd like to remind those men that if they want to impress a lady then they should put in a little effort and use some common courtesy and respect. Remember that just because I am submissive doesn't equate to I am YOUR submissive. I never will be if You can't treat me with the same respect you would give to a real lady...
Thank you for your attention to this matter. ;)
- Toni
angeldmort A couple nights ago, a self-defined submissive made some generic comment in his email, but did call me Domina, so I responded.
A little earlier tonight, he wrote back to ask if I was looking for a slave.
Specifically, "slave."
I responded "Well, if you had actually read more than the first line, you would have found your answer before you asked"
To which he replied
"oh, read the profile syndrome that tells me everything I want to know not for me bye"
Do you see the problem here?
He didn't make any effort, while simultaneously offering himself as a "slave."
To a total stranger.
'Cause lawd knows, a slave ain't gonna be asked to do anything as outRAGEOUS as... READ.
This kind of obtuseness just blows my freakin mind every time.
I mean, the twit has exchanged less than a hundred words with me, is using not the mild mannered "submissive" or "sub" which is kind of like dating, if you think about words (and you sure as shit better be the kind that thinks about words if you are writing ME) but instead chose the serious and committed word "Slave" which is a lot more like suggesting marriage.
And obviously, he's heard this before, because he had a whole big feeling about it, and has pathologized it as something only demented women expect from a man who was already offering the pinnacle of servitude.
It's funny because it's so sad, and so common.
I had just never heard it put that way before.
Such over the top, blatant gaslighting.
'If you want this, you must be CRAZY!'
I mean, really who wants to actually KNOW someone they have given all power over their lives???
I guess I'm more tired than I thought, and a bit bummed over lack of snuggle time with DB on account of snow, but I didn't even bother replying to laugh at him.
Block, delete, on to the next.
Maybe I go watch TCM The Beginning again. (I fast forward through all the parts that Thomas isn't in. Much shorter movie, but I enjoy it a lot more.)
Bikinisub I wouldn’t let anyone whip me like that!
The sound of a chain hoist makes an unmistakable rattling noise when it’s being used. You can hear it wherever you are in the dungeon. The crowd watches as I’m slowly being hoisted up into the air. They see my torturer playing around with a very long single tail and let’s a crack a few times, CRACK! It sounds like a gun shot. Through the mask I can see the dungeon monitors making the crowd, over a hundred by now, stand back so there’s plenty of room for the scene about to take place.
The first lash was a doozy, WU-TISH! It wrapped around my waist and left a nice red welt across my belly. There was a pause and then another lash WU-TSIH! That one was across my tits leaving another welt. This went on for awhile until my body was covered in beautiful red welts from my tits to my knees. I could hear some guy nearby get up from his seat and say “There’s no way I would let anyone whip me like that!” and storm off to another part of the dungeon. I have to say that I thought his reaction was funny because only a newbie would say that. I’m like dude, I’m enjoying this! I guess my moans and grunts during my whipping really caused a stir as the crowd now swelled to a lot of people.
As for me, my pain level is a 7. I’m in pain but I know it’s not over. I drop one of the safety balls I was holding onto (which in my opinion is better than a safeword) and it signals my torturer that I’m ready for the last part of the scene.
Sydisa My thoughts on training a submissive.
Why should I give my time to train someone who should at least have basic life training? He or she should be intelligent enough to listen while getting to know the person he or she is talking to.
You should talk to each other and get to know the person. Ask questions, and clarify what is being said. This is a get-to-know-you period without a dynamic, rules, or protocols. I get that there are people out there who do not want to do this, then question if this is a dynamic you want to be in.
Will I teach someone to be an adult? No. Will I guide them when we decide to move forward in a dynamic? Yes. Will I expect him to do some basic research and ask questions? Absolutely. He should strive to learn the fundamental positions even though I do not use many of them, learn to serve food and drinks in high protocol, learn basic chores, how to clean a bathroom well, what not to flush down the toilet (this is an important one), and what products to use while cleaning. Learn to cook simple basics, eggs, toast, avocado toast, make biscuits (think old school home-economic classes), do laundry, sort it, which clothes don't go in the dryer and what does, what clothes need to be ironed. Have you thought about taking some cooking classes? Massage therapy classes but not pass the test to cut back on cost? Have you considered taking a bartending class for those who might like a cocktail? You might shine at a party with this skill. Learn to pour or pair wines. Embellishments in water are simple to do when meeting her. Make sure of any allergies; you would not want to put fruit in the water if she's allergic.
Get my drift? Show some initiative. She may not want some or all of these or other things, but you are prepared just in case. The fact that you learned how to do things shows you in a good light. PS: All of this can be used by you while you find your person.
There are so many ways to impress Dominants. But asking us to put out a lot of energy training for you is not the way. The question to ask is: How can I make your life easier?
How many ways or hints did I give you to try? Answer: A LOT.
In hindsight, this is not for everyone. What you put into providing makes the difference.
I am a lifestyle Dominant seeking a submissive who has a submissive service heart in a Dommesentric relationship. There is a difference that quickly becomes evident in your profile and messages.
Tain77 First Journal Entry
I am back on here after a long hiatus on this platform, fingers crossed, it works out better than the first time.
I am here looking to make friends, and who knows what after that. One thing I have found so far is that not much has changed, those jumping into my inbox still manifest many of the prior encountered issues: trying to insta me, using titles before they have been earned, fantasy pushing, and having the sort of energy and vibe of trying to use me as a kink vending machine. I am a person first, before being a dominant, so please don't do this.
A new one on me is seeing not being willing to jump to chat apps as a red flag, as a reason to think someone isn't genuine. To be very clear, I won't jump off this platform onto a chat app after a few brief message exchanges. Trust has to be built up, a connection of sorts created first. I am not interested in one of hook-ups, but want to build something more meaningful, and that will happen on here first. In my book trying to pull me off here, after a few minimal messages, definitely is one, and strongly suggests a scammer at work, not a genuine person.
Please don't try and do that.
TotalOwnerforslave
Thought Cleansing Ritual
I intend it start using this ritual in all its waking hours, slave. Keeping it from dysfunctional thinking is very important to Me, slave. Negative self involved thinking will make the slave unhappy, maybe even miserable. is still has freedom of choice, however, it should try the thought cleansing ritual long enough to begin to feel the results. So, keep the rubber band on. Snap it as soon as it realizes it is engaged in self involved negative thinking. I suggest it make a copy of
it should feel free to ask questions about the ritual as it practices correcting its thinking.
blkbitchincharge Embracing my slumber, I feel as though I'm in a dream
The softness of your caress, has me feeling so serene
I want to open my eyes to make sure you are real
I will not venture, because I don't want to interrupt what I feel
The moisture begins to flow as my body loses control
You have me at this point and I will never say no
Relaxation and anxiety are about to collide
Multi orgasmic pleasure, I will never hide
WOW!
emptysoultoown Well its week after the Montreal Fetish weekend and I can't help but to get depressed after being immersed in an environment which Is so conducive to acceptance.
Having some impact play with VagaBound in the VIP dungeons was a breath of fresh air and him doing the photo shoots for me on the streets of Montreal
And especially a City like Montreal that welcomes you so well being fetish and kink and being able to so freely excepted doing photo shoots around and on the streets of Montreal was inspiring.
I cannot wait till next year MFW 2025 to create more content and hopefully I find the owner as the Rubber sub and Rubber Doll i am that can consume me and complete my existence. Its been a long journey.
I am trying to concentrate on the next events that are ahead of me like Folsom Kink street fair SF September 29th 2024 and then DOMMETRIPS Cozumel Mexico October 5th to October 12th. As a early 57th birthday present.
Then I also have to find a costume ball or event for Halloween for September. To go full latex Cat hood, catsuit too. Need to keep the constant rush happening for the adrenaline rush and excitement showing the rubber doll in me.
I am also have my attention on Claiming my tickets for MFW 2025 when they go on sale January and Fetish factory Florida Anniversary 5 day event 2025.
MistressNikkiVixen Today, I’m open to something a bit more direct.
A few of you may have the opportunity to speak with me on the phone.
Understand this clearly, this is not casual conversation, and it’s not open access.
If you approach, you do so with intention.
The rules:
You request—never assume.You ask for the opportunity. You don’t demand it, hint at it, or try to casually slide into it.
You introduce yourself properly.Name, location, and what you’re seeking clearly and without filler.
You respect my time.Be available, be prepared, and be concise. I’m not here for rambling or nervous energy.
You maintain composure.No over-talking. No interrupting. You listen as much as you speak.
You understand this is a privilege, not a right.Not everyone will be chosen. Most won’t.
This is about presence.
How you approach me before the call tells me everything I need to know about how you’ll carry yourself during it.
Choose your words carefully.
— Mistress Nikki Vixen
COSMlCCUNT 052426
Oy!
Such fragility amongst some members. Not ALL men, but SOME men have been so PAMPERED, so sheltered in this life that they believe ALL WOMEN are there to serve their understandingS and expectationS. I serve God, Me, Mum, and My cat lol You are last on a loooooooooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnngggggggggggggggggggg list.
I am NURTURING, KIND and hold HIGH EXPECTATIONS.
You will work to be PHYSICALLY, MENTALLY, SPIRITUALLY 100% available in My presance or you will not be in My life.
If you are interested in serving Me, we will need to get to know one another through speaking by phone.
I am available SUNDAY THROUGH THURSDAY AFTER 6PM EASTERN STANDARD TIME AND THROUGH BLOCKED PHONE, CHAT/MEET OR TEAMS, and WITH ADVANCE NOTICE.
I dont sign in daily and sometimes not for weeks at a time. If we speak once and then dont speak again for several months, WE ARE STARTING OVER.
Keep it real people. Keep it real.
Spiravincta ⛧ The Spiral Was Never His—It Was Mine ⛧
I was never taken.
It wasn't required.
I gave everything without a single thrust.
My silence was toyed with like it was rope,
pulled it tighter until I moaned without sound.
It was called control.
But I called it study.
Because while my burn was being monitored,
I was watching the stall.
And somewhere between the withheld rewards and the weaponized distance,
I realized:
My obedience was mistaken for blindness.
But I saw everything.
I marked my skin with the phrases never said.
I wore plugs to dinner parties, kept the ghost curled up inside me.
Ownership was implied.
My unraveling was seen as a result not of my own doing.
But no man who fears the full depth of a woman
deserves to command her surrender.
I have danced naked at the edge of madness and begged for more.
I have waited, soaked and starving, and still purred like prey.
And now, I’m no longer kneeling.
I’m watching.
If you find this and feel your cock twitch or your chest tighten—good.
But ask yourself this:
Can you starve me properly?
Can you devour me completely?
Can you wield a submissive who already knows your tricks before you play them?
Because I don’t need another puppet master.
I need a god who wants a feral offering.
MistrixMarie Come be a perv and sneek a peek!Come take a look at my page...Show your appreciation!👇
https://www.etsy.com/shop/MistrixMarieTraining
Blkitchincharge Dark Chocolate can be an exotic flavor
So creamy and smooth, you desire a taste
The aroma is inviting
The visual draws you in and puts you on your knees
I see you salivating so eager to please
I pull you closer and utter the words breathless and moaning
"oh my goodness, stay right there!"
You're such a talented pet and you know ho
w to please
DdiMarco Looking for a companion/assistant/domestic slave:
* My family is my priority. You need to be fine with this and, I am definitely selfish and egoistic. I know it sounds unfair, but I want someone to devote his or her life to me. My partner is fully aware of my search and my kinks and he agrees. I am not willing to hide myself or help you to cheat on your partner. That is why I am looking for a single, widow, or divorced.
* I like younger people between 27 to 40 years old. I say 27 years old because I had several messages of "boys" looking for a mum and I am not into that.
* If you are men, height is important (I like tall men). You are minimum 1.80m and with very nice genitals (no, do not send me a pic, that is not very elegant). I like assertive, tall and strong men, someone that will ONLY submit to me, I do not want someone that is everybody's doormat, I am the only one that can step on you! If you are a lady, your height is not important.
* I do not want someone with beard and mustache, and this is something not negotiable. They are hard limits, I am into waxed/shaved men. Face hair is more than just a turn off to me, I do not want to explain myself about it here.
* Yes, I want to have a handsome or cute sub/slave. I want someone that I find attractive. This is quite subjective, I am the one that will decide that. Beauty is something that involves not only looks.
Smart with good manners. A gentleman, a nice lady, that is quite important.
* I am into giving pain, and humilliation, are you in?
* NO smokers, not into drugs or alcohol, this is another hard limit. Plus I cannot be around that, really, not interested, not negotiable.
Hygiene is very important! You know the meaning of showering, parfum and the use of toothbrush (Believe me, I say this for a reason).
* Not into online games or just wasting time, I do not have that luxury!
* You live not far from Tienen, Aarschot, Leuven (Belgium) or you travel a lot to Belgium. I already had slaves that went wherever I lived due business trips and I liked it. But I am not going to ask you to relocate, I am not looking at the moment for a 24/7.
* You speak English, my Dutch and French are not good enough to establish a relationship.
If this sound interesting, send me a nice and respectful message and I will be nice and respectful!
wiccanlover Demons
We all have them .Just some are better at hiding them. Or think they are.WE choose what to do with the ones INSIDE us.The ones we see everyday.You can't hide them for long.We learn to deal as we get older and perhaps they go away. O just find a better hiding spot That not just little things make them show there ugly horns.Perhaps Our loved ones help with keeping the triggers away. Who really knows.Till you've tried on the shoes make sure that you can walk in them ESPICALY if there NOT your shoes.The demons in ones head can choke a priest.Med ya say? WHY I say?Groundings oneself can help. Meditation can as well. BUT do the demons ever go away completely?Sure when one is dead and gone maybe.How we deal is what makes US STRONGER.Take my hand and I'll help all I can.Without hurting myself of course .May the goddess and gods guide and help you be at peace within oneself.( By KA) me
LondonTriangle A handful of journals on here discuss disability and sexuality.
It shouldn't be challenging but it does make me think why should a disability hinder your true feelings or needs.
Some interesting artists have popped up locally: Mari Katayama
Very inspiring.
For some of the creative appreciators in the fetish scene.
xxbeautifulxliexx I used to love whoring and slutting around. There wasn’t anything quite as fun as finding a new cock to play with – I was always thrilled at how fast I could get a guy hard and how hard I could make him cum with my mouth or my cunt. Fucking was the only time I felt genuinely confident in my 20’s.
A lot of that came down to Kevin. I belonged to Kevin (on and off) for over a decade. He was my first D/s relationship, and his primary focus and kink was whoring me out. He loved having me be an absolute filthy fucking slut for him, and the confidence and power I felt in that role over time was incredible. Through him, I learned how much power a woman could have in herself by submitting to her own sexual desires. It wasn’t just that Kevin loved having me be a whore (as much as I wanted to think that was my sole purpose at the time), I fucking loved sex and I loved the attention and desire I felt from men in those moments.
I loved the strength and confidence I gained from their desire; it was a strength that lasted a lot longer than the encounter did, that’s for damn sure. I didn’t need their reassurance or their attention after. I didn’t need them after, period. I got my reassurance from Kevin. His praise and enthusiasm for my behavior reinforced the strength that I gained and reinforced my confidence in my skills. I didn’t have shit for confidence walking down the street or walking into a party to be around strangers, but the second I was presented with a hard cock, it was Game. Fucking. On. THAT I knew I could handle with perfect confidence, grace and skill. And I fucking relished every moan, groan, sigh, gasp, and trembling muscle from the man I was with.
In my 20’s, I was somewhere around 340-375lbs. I didn’t really get on a scale very often, so I honestly don’t know how much I actually weighed. What I do know, is that it was Kevin who taught me that my size didn’t preclude me from being desirable. When I moved to “the big city”, I had the opportunity for basically unlimited male attention, which was a first for me, having grown up in the middle of nowhere Nebraska. Kevin encouraged this exploration, but also gave me very distinct rules and boundaries (he’d more than learned by that time that I had no idea how to establish, let alone maintain, my own boundaries). He made me go to Planned Parenthood to get my birth control shot. He “gave me permission” to tell guys to fuck off if they didn’t want to use protection for sex; I could ‘blame my Owner’ if they were at all hesitant. Having all this attention from all these different guys, never having to go more than a few days without sex if I didn’t want to, god – it was fucking incredible! And in the background, was Kevin, telling me what a fantastic little whore I was.
When it came to being with Kevin, it was an even bigger reassurance. He told me once, during a moment of extreme insecurity, “I don’t give a shit what you look like, Lisa. What I care about is control.” I knew I could give him that better than anyone, the question was, did he actually mean it? The short answer is, abso-fucking-lutely. When my stunning beauty of a roommate (who’d played with Kevin over the phone and online multiple times) joined us one night, I figured it was going to be game over for us. She was a knock-out compared to me and way better at everything sexual than I could ever dream of being. He was choking her with his dick and she freaked because he wouldn’t let her control the pace or how far down her throat his cock went. She jumped up and took off out of the room to go smoke a bowl and calm down and he called me over. Despite her naked self standing mere feet from him, perky ass and tits on full display, he was totally soft. The second I put his dick in my mouth and let him choke me to his hearts content, he was rock hard and having the time of his life.
She eventually came back to the kitchen table where he was sitting while I sucked him off, and I remember feeling an unbelievable surge of pride as he praised me, telling me what a good girl I was, how much he loved choking me and making me cry, how pretty my tears were. And when he finally came in my mouth, I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that for some men…it really is all about control.
And I was officially hooked. That was all I wanted from that moment on, and to a large extent, it’s still all I want. Especially when it comes to any type of D/s dynamic. I don’t fucking care about the sex, whips or chains…I want the man who gets rock hard simply because I love to obey, to give up as much control as possible. I want the guy who gets off leaving me a list of chores to do in the morning and is way more turned on by me having completed the whole list plus some, then having to “punish me” because I failed to do those tasks. I want the guy who’s dick goes soft because a girl tells him ‘no’ (and he would never dream of pushing her beyond that ‘no’), but he gets hard as steel, instantly, because where someone else says ‘no’, I say ‘yes please and thank you’.
I don’t need gymnastics and props…they can’t do anything nearly as good as a hand in my hair and a deep voice whispering in my ear.
KandMcouple The pacifier falls from his mouth and even before I hear it hit the floor he says, louder than I expected, "I will never fuck you again, Kristen." And almost before he even gets the words out he immediately grunts and convulses. I know he's orgasming before I see the spurts of cum escape out the waistband of his white and baby blue diaper. He has been humping his diaper for less than two minutes, and his inability to last any longer drives me crazy inside. I can’t wait to find my hitachi. His mouth is open and he's breathing heavily. Now that he's cum, I want to drive this new reality. "Now, tell me again M, 'I will never fuck you again.'" He catches his breath, looks at me spent, like a puppy, a sad, broken puppy. Quietly he says, "I will never fuck you again Kristen." I'm not convinced and say, "up on your knees, and say it louder." It is taking all of my strength not to plunge my fingers under my dress and into my underwear as I watch him struggle from sitting to his knees, but I know that immediately post orgasm he needs to be made to understand. "Now, look me in the face and tell me you agree and accept that you will never have sex with me again." I see it now, conviction in his eyes, he has accepted it and the moment hits me like a ton of bricks. This feels more significant than when he said, "I do" years ago. He goes a step beyond...I am again so proud of him. So proud where I have been able to direct us.
M looks me in the face, crosses his arms behind his back grabbing his forearms, straightens himself...
"K, I willingly agree and whole heartedly accept that we will never again have sex. I fully accept that we have crossed a line and cannot go back. I am yours. I love you, I want this for you, I want this for us."
I can't stand it...I am torn by the most arousal I have ever felt between my legs and the bursting emotion inside my chest. I tear up, get on my knees with him and wrap my arms around him, we hug for a long time. When we let go we both have tears on our cheeks. "I love you" I say. "I love you" he says.
passionateman777 I am a good looking guy with that girl's attitude inside. A girl who wants to be dominated by a big man. I dream of being kept weak and skinny. I am a girly girl and more submissive than I can believe! I love to feel that way while helping you feel like a strong man.
Very picky and never met with anyone yet. I do get hit on a lot here and sometimes real life but I want to get owned and collared by the right MAN. Not going to meet a bunch of guys. The strong Grizzly bear of a man will have to impress this gurl. Then I will submit to my superior Sir.
I love feeling like a weak little cu%t so to speak. I am impotent making it my sensitive little cl%t , making me even more a weak little cu%t
So being kept barefoot and knocked up is the path to my heart. I am Submissive ,weak and docile when I want to be and oh do I ever want to be. I am dainty and delicate boosting and caressing your manly ego and balls at my expense. Silly but it's how I feel. You real men run the world so I can stay barefoot and in the kitchen, ready to drop to my knees! Safe from everyone but you. I am quiet and shy in girl mode. Writing this makes me feel so weak and needy.
That's just my vibe when we are together. Proper girls like me believe you are superior!
Not looking for overly serious situation. Unless you take away my rights and freedoms? If I got overwhelmed by your manly dominance I might willingly give up my current freedoms to be your slave wife daughter property. Micro manage this girl with your manly power! Brainwash me with your strong intellect making me more obedient and weaker and thinner from skipping dinner. Also pamper me by carrying me from the kitchen to your bed like I'm a weak little girl. Helps keep me weak. Are you still reading? :)
I just admitted quite a lot here. I wish more profiles were as clear as this. So besides being femmy, I am smart and kind.
Dominanceismine So one day you find you have lost the one thing that makes you whole.
Taken without rhyme or reason.
You devote your life to other aspaspects. Your daughter, work, your home…
She grows up and begins her own life. Work was good and helped you live a good life.
But suddenly you find yourself in a quiet moment and the darkness swarms in.. you miss the control.
You miss the power.
You use the tenderness.
You miss a touch.
But the world you knew has changed. You’re expected to be brash and expected to put your life out there for all to see.
I had intimacy. I have safety. I have protection and received absolutely devotion.
I took when I desired, and I held when she cried. Why can I not find someone who wants the same?
And no I am not trying to replace her, or cling to a lost memory of control.
I mean why has the world changed so much, that just wanting more than play is seen as old fashioned.
TulipGrace So, I got a message today because someone was offended by my responce to their message to me... They felt my profile was too long to bother reading and wanted me to cut to the chase... was I still married. The opening of my profile explaines that I am a WIDOW! So, yes, the message ticked me off a bit and they got the full brunt of my anger. Instead of going back and looking to see why I had called them an idiot, to see what they had missed that made them look so stupid and foolish, they wrote me again, trying to insult me this time, making themselves look dumber still! Like guys, seriously, it is a special kind of stupid that writes someone who opens their profile saying they are a widow, and asks if they are still married. Try, just try to send messages that don't totally insult someone if you are attempting to start a relationship that requires massive amounts of trust! Just spend a minute and read the stupid profile people!
KOLover To the asshole who called me a royal bitch then blocked me so I could not reapond... I know you'll see this. I can see that you are still looking at my page.
My response:
"And you seem like a judgemental prick who puts no effort into a conversation. You just make assumptions, poorly apologize, somehow expect me to be super interested by or attracted to that behavior and fawn all over you, then hurl insults. Whatever."
Background info for others:
I didn't respond to his lazy messaging fast enough so he accused me of ghosting in less than 3 hours on a weekday afternoon. I said I was busy and pointed out that most people have things to do on a weekday in the early afternoon. Then I asked him to be more thoughtful and considerate before talking to people. He said "sorry miss". The next message from him was insults, combined with blocking me so he can continue to live in a fantasy world were that behavior is okay.
To everyone looking to make connections. Be thoughtful with your communication.
Bernalillo Once agion I am reminded that "Werner Heisenberg — ‘Not only is the Universe stranger than we think, it is stranger than we can think. so there is hope
DomIrishBlue Why I Use Copy & Paste for My Intro Messages on FetLife (And No, It’s Not Because I’m Lazy... Mostly)
Alright, let’s talk about the elephant in the chatroom: yes, I use a copy-and-paste message when I reach out to people on FetLife. There. I said it.
Now before you clutch your pearls or sharpen your pitchfork, let me explain.
As a man on this site, I’ve learned a hard truth—we don’t exactly have inboxes overflowing with attention. I log in, check my messages, and... crickets. Meanwhile, women on here need a personal assistant just to scroll through the "Hi sexy" DMs they get in an hour. I’m over here sending out introductions like I’m applying for internships in the kink community.
Let’s be real: the ratio of men to women on this site isn’t fair. I’m not bitter, but if FetLife was a nightclub, the dudes would be forming a line out the door while the ladies are getting free drinks and VIP bracelets just for showing up. So, rather than write a brand new, handcrafted message every single time—like I’m writing a love letter to Juliet—I decided to work smarter.
Enter: my trusty, respectful, and not-creepy copy-and-paste message. It’s polite, genuine, and has better grammar than most Craigslist ads. I took the time to make it sound like me (charming and slightly awkward), and then I saved it—because ain’t nobody got time to rewrite it 30 times a week. If someone replies? Awesome. Now we’re in business, and I switch to actual conversation mode like a decent human.
Is it a little formulaic? Sure. But it’s not cold or robotic. It’s just my way of getting in the door without burning out or typing until my fingers fall off. It’s like using the same pickup line at a bar—it might be recycled, but if it makes you smile and we start vibing, who cares?
Bottom line: I use copy and paste because it’s efficient, not because I don’t care. Trust me, if I’m messaging you, I’ve read your profile and think there’s potential. I just don’t think you need a custom sonnet to say, “Hi, I liked your vibe and would love to chat.”
RAWRSUB Surviving Dead by Daylight:
In the shadows, I roam, chased by dread,
In "Dead by Daylight," where hope hangs by a thread.
Heart racing, I evade, my breath but a sigh,
Survivor in this twisted game, never ready to die.
Through the fog and the fear, I must find my way,
Trapped in this nightmare, where I cannot stray.
With every heartbeat, a killer draws near,
But I must persevere, conquer my fear.
Pallets crash, windows shatter, as I make my stand,
Against the darkness closing in, in this cursed land.
Alone or with others, we fight side by side,
In this deadly game where survival is our pride.
Generators hum, a beacon of hope in the night,
Guiding me towards dawn, towards the light.
Though hunted and haunted, I refuse to yield,
In "Dead by Daylight," my fate is sealed.
So I'll run, I'll hide, I'll do what I must,
To escape this fate, to rise from the dust.
A survivor, a warrior, in this never-ending fight,
In "Dead by Daylight," I'll cling to the light.
VTFemaleEunuch I am presently not owned. I have had interesting experiences in the past few years, and I am taking my time looking for the special person(s) whom I fit very well with. My interests have changed since I’ve written my profile, and my interests have grown.
I am looking for people who enjoy corruption sexually.
Those who love engaging in humiliation and degradation.
Individuals who are looking for “untraditional” service submission. I may not be able to remember to check if you need drinks regularly or breakfast, but I bring other skills and talents to the table. My skills include butler service, administrative assistant, massage, cooking, and baking.
Those who love non-monogamy and loaning out submissives.
Out-of-the-box creative sadists.
Please note that I want things to progress and meet up with individuals. The long-term goal should be to have an actual relationship. Things work out best with well-humored individuals who appreciate sarcasm and are skilled at being relatively evil, petting my hair and saying I’m such a good girl while pressing pressure points, bringing me to the floor.
Elorin This is a somewhat tongue-in-cheek, somewhat serious exploration of how to get to know someone via collarspace.com. Or, I guess to put it honestly, how to get to know me.
Step 1. Read the fucking profile.
My profile is not short, but it’s not War and Peace. It has important content in it that will help you know whether we are compatible or not and save your time AND mine. When you see a photo of someone you are attracted to, a compliment is a lovely thing. But if you honestly want to start a relationship or dynamic of some sort with them, read their profile before writing. It’s a form of respect, both self-respect (keep yourself from writing to people who are wildly incompatible with you) and respect for the other.
Step 2. Don’t call me Mistress.
I don’t like unearned titles, and if you MUST address me by a title, Ms. is enough. Don’t call me Miss, don’t call me Goddess, don’t use one of a hundred other unearned titles. If the time comes when addressing me by a title is appropriate to our relationship, you will know and we will discuss the appropriate title at that time. Until then, you may call me Elorin or Ms. Elorin.
Step 3. Three sentence minimum.
This is my 95% rule for responding to a letter on collarspace. A rare exception comes in where I respond to an initial email with fewer than three sentences, but for the most part, that’s the rule. If you feel like writing three sentences is too much to ask from someone with no relationship with you so far, that’s fine. You can choose not to write or you can write less and I’ll just delete your message when I read it. And if you send a long, run-on sentence with no punctuation and capitalization, I’ll treat it as one sentence and delete, even if it should have been three sentences. This is a personal value of mine, and it’s important to me that my partners are literate and able to write and express themselves. I realize that some people don’t do well with writing, or expressing themselves online, and I have made an exception in the past to meet people in person and give them a chance to express themselves in person, but that is rare and again, 95% of the time, if you can’t write and sustain emails with me for a short amount of time, you won’t be compatible with me in person.
Step 4. Don’t immediately ask to go to another media.
I’m on Collarspace, you’re on Collarspace, write to me on Collarspace. If things go well, there will be time to provide my FetLife ID, or my Telegram ID. For the record, I don’t have an Instagram, Kik, or Twitter account, I don’t use Skype anymore, and I have no idea how to use TikTok to chat. If you want to talk on instant messenger, I use Telegram. And I won’t move to an instant messenger program until I’ve talked with you long enough to feel like it’s worth my time.
Step 5. Volunteer information.
Look at my profile. Look at your profile. If your profile is essentially empty, or is turned off, and basically provides zero information for me to learn about you before replying to your first message, provide some information about yourself when you write. Please note: a first email should be one or two moderately long paragraphs. If you write me a book in your first email, I may or may not read it but I won’t respond to it until I have time to dedicate to it, whereas a shorter email may get a response sooner. However, still, three sentence minimum. A good first message starts with a little bit about yourself, what you liked about my profile, and what you’re looking for – getting to know me, playing with me, becoming my full time submissive, something else entirely.
Step 6. Ask questions.
While my profile is long, there is plenty of information I did not provide. Ask me a question about something you’d like to know more about me. However, if you read the first two paragraphs of my profile and ask me something that you would know if you’d read the whole thing, I’ll probably delete your email. Fair warning.
Step 7. Share your answer
Either when you are initially asking the question or after I have replied with my answer, share your answer to the questions you ask! This prevents me from having to say “I like XYZ, what do you like?” and makes the getting to know you process go much faster.
Step 8. Volunteer more information
Whether answering a question of my own, or as in step 7, providing your answer to a question you asked me, volunteer information. There ARE yes or no questions, but there are very few questions where you can’t provide at least a little context with your answer. When you reply to questions with one word answers, you force me to try to ask follow up questions to figure out what the context is. This translates in my mind to how you would be during negotiations in BDSM. I spent years in my first marriage “pulling teeth” from a compulsive liar and control freak, trying to find out what the actual situation was and learn what was going on in our life. I refuse to do it again, and if I find myself having to “pull teeth” to get information from you because you are giving one word answers, I’ll just write you off and move on to someone who is more interested in actively getting to know me.
Step 9. Do NOT send me unsolicited fantasies.
It’s one thing (and an ok thing) to say, “I’ve always wanted to have a crop scene.” It’s another thing to write 5 long paragraphs about your ideal crop scene when I haven’t indicated any kind of interest or desire in knowing. Unsolicited fantasies are an automatic block.
Step 10. Do NOT ask me “If I were there what would you do to me/what would we do/what would it be like” questions.
I’ll shut you down and refuse to answer, and possibly block you. These are basically a request for free fap fodder and I’m not in the business of providing it, even if the honest answer would most likely not be enough to masturbate to. NOTE: If we’ve been writing for a while and you are planning to visit me/meet me and you ask me what to expect, that’s different and won’t get you blocked.
I don’t expect anyone to read this entire thing, but if you do, mention the instant messenger program I use with the word snowflake and you’ll get bonus points in our exchanges.
Ms. Elorin
WarlockTx Sweet DreamsI want to see loveI want to feel it's touch me softly across face at firstI want to smell love ,the way you smell the gulf before you see itI want to treat it on my dry lips and have it hug my soulI speak of things I know cause I once felt that kind of love A warm day many years ago ,time really don't matter it is just my floating pass, things I can't touch or remember well or just the parts, that make my old world part of my new oneBut love I remember how it left the teat in my lips like salt ,not like one you get from table salt but you get when you eat something that was made with sugar and salt, fist the sweet treat and the the salt that brings you back slowlyI love being in the world where air is lighter and it is hard to keep your feet on the ground , your love songs touch you deeper and food treat better,all of this is because you feel loveYes I do love to feel that nothing can go wrong and maybe she/he feels the same , that they will see brighter colors and the would will seem cleaner , and maybe just maybe the world wants to show it all to you and can act like you're seeing it for the first time.And sometime dreams are all we have, dream it will get better,dream that someone will understand you,dream that people will stop thinking you're a fool, dreams are the one thing we can count on, they will always be there.To us when no one will not, to hug us when we need a hug and to love us no matter what.Clayborne Arno HarrisApr 11, 2019
HotAndSticky × Name × LU. × Age × 1,003 YEARS OLD. × Height × 6 FEET EVEN. × Weight × 900 POUNDS. × Relationship Status × SINGLE; NOT LOOKING. I RECENTLY BECAME SINGLE. I DIDN'T *WANT* TO BE SINGLE BUT LIFE HAPPENS AS IT DOES. YOU KNOW? 😑😑😑😑😑 × Emotional Status × NUMB. GODDAMN NUMB MORE & MORE OVER TIME, SEEMSLIKE. 😑😑😑😑😑 × Vital Status × YOU MEAN PHYSICALLY? I'M OKAY. I STRETCH 24-7-365, YEAH. I EAT ONCE A DAY. × Male or Female × MALE. × Romantic Preference × UM...NON-ALCOHOLIC, VEGETARIAN, FIT, MATURE, PROTOSCIENTIFIC GIRLS WITH NO TEMPER PROBLEM. × Have You Lost Your Virginity? × YEARS AGO. IN MY THEN VEHICLE. I WAS ACTUALLY DAMN LUCKY THAT I WAS DEFLOWERED BY A PSYCHO-CRAZY, PORNSTAR-WILD, DEMONICALLY-HORNY, DAMN SEXY EX-GIRLFRIEND. HA. WE EVEN HAD SEX 15 TIMES ONE DAY. SEX USUALLY LASTED 1 HOUR/20 MINUTES AVERAGE. HA. YEAH. × Drank Alcohol? × NOT ON MAAAAANY YEARS NOW.
× Siblings × 1 BROTHER & 1 SISTER. × Do You Want Marriage? × NOOOOOOOPE. NEVER BEEN MARRIED. × Do You Want Children? × NOOOOOOOPE. AIN'T GOT ANY EITHER. THIS WORLD FUCKING SUUUUUUUCKS. 😑😑😑😑😑 × Any Crushes? × OH, YEAH. ALWAYS. HA. 🥰🥰🥰 × Physical Disabilities × NOPE. × Mental Disorders × WELL, I'M CHRONICALLY-OVERCONTROLLED...FOR YEARS... 😳😳😳😳😳 😑😑😑😑😑 😣😣😣😣😣 😖😖😖😖😖 😡😡😡😡😡 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬 👹👹👹👹👹 😑😑😑😑😑 × Turn-Ons × SHE'S PROGRESSIVELY-LIBERAL, POLITICALLY. VEGETARIAN. × Turn-Offs × SHE SUPPORTS & VOTED FOR TRUMP. AND SHE'S REPUBLICAN. 😑😑😑😑😑 MEAT EATER. DRINKER. 😑😑😑😑😑
× Preference Physically? × I'VE ALWAYS PREFERRED MAYBE 4' 11"...5'...THEREABOUTS...BUT TALL GIRLS ARE SEXY TOO. HA. SLIM TO ATHLETIC-&-TONED. × Preference In Age? × I'VE ALWAYS MUCH PREFERRED OLDER WOMEN, BUT YOUNGER ARE OKAY TOO. BUT IF THEY'RE ACTUALLY PAINFULLY-IMMATURE, *FORGET IT.* 😑😑😑😑😑 × Preference In Nationality? × NONE. × Biggest Fear × STUPIDITY IS A *LOOOOOT* WORSE GLOBALLY THAN I EVER THOUGHT. IT NEVER STOPS MUTATING INTO WORSE & WORSE SHAMELESS UNCONSCIONABLE MALEVOLENT STRAINS. A BRILLIANT FRIEND OF MINE ONCE SAID SHE WAS SURPRISED AT THE DEEPER & DEEPER NEW LEVELS OF DANGEROUS STUPIDITY THAT ARE ALWAYS BEING DISCOVERED DAILY...BEING MADE DAILY... EVERYWHERE. 😑😑😑😑😑 EMBARRASSING... "In The Age Of Information, Ignorance Is A Choice." -Donny Miller × A Fear You Got Over × UM...I GUESS AT SOME POINT YEARS AGO, I JUST FINALLY STARTED ASSERTIVELY STANDING UP TO BULLIES. SURPRISINGLY, IT DIDN'T TAKE TOO MUCH MORE TO STAND AGAINST THEM. MAYBE 95% OF THEM INSTANTLY SHRANK AWAY FROM ME WHEN THEY ONE DAY NOTICED THAT I SUDDENLY JUST CHANGED. I GOT MORE SERIOUS. DARKER. FED-UP. 😑😑😑😑😑 × Something You Like About People That Others Find Weird Or Gross × DUNNO. UM...I *LOOOOOVE* BEING SUCKED SUPERHARD ON MY NECK, HEH...I DON'T MIND HICKEYS...NEVER HAVE...IT SURPRISED ME TO LEARN THAT MOST PEOPLE I'VE TALKED TO ABOUT THEM ARE FIERCELY ANTI-HICKEY. HA. BEING BITTEN ALL OVER TOO. *HARD*. BIIIIIIIG TURN-ON. HAHA...😆😆😆😆😆🤥 😬😬😬😬😬 😁😁😁😁😁 #BiteMe! 👄😝🤪😜😛😋😆 × Creepiest Habit × DON'T KNOW. NAIL-BITING? 😆😆😆😆😆 × Favorite Feature About Yourself × DON'T KNOW. I LOOOOOVE DANCING.💜🖤💜🖤💜 I'VE SEEN ENOUGH SWEET GIRLS FLATTERINGLY- APPRECIATING WHAT I'VE DONE ON THE FLOOR. HEH...🤩😍🤩😍🤩 YUP. 🤘😎🤘 × Favorite Color(s) × SO MANY...I ESPECIALLY LOVE COLOR COMBINATIONS TOO: GREEN/PURPLE/GOLD, RED/BLACK/GOLD, RED/PINK/BLACK, BLACK/GOLD, SILVER/BLACK, RED/GOLD, RED/SILVER, OLIVE/BLACK, MAGENTA/BLACK...RED/GOLD/GREEN... × Tattoos × A LOT. I DON'T EVEN KNOW ANYMORE. GONNA GET 2 MORE TOMORROW, ACTUALLY. × Piercings × 2 BROWRINGS, 1 MIDDLE LABRET, 1 SEPTUM, & 3 EARRINGS. × Monster Or Coffee × COFFEE, THANK YOU. × Any Weird Fetishes/Kinks? × HA...HYXIA...CRAZY LOCATIONS...& SOME OTHER CLASSIFIED TACTICAL INTEL, AYE. 😆😆😆😆😆 × Bedroom Life × CELIBATE FOR YEARS. BY CHOICE. YEAH. GETTING TIRED OF IT NOW. 😑😑😑😑😑 BUT STILL NOT LOOKING YET. MAYBE NEVER. HAHA. 😆😆😆😆😆 × Is There Anyone You Want To Have Sex With? × HA...UM...JYEAH. SOME CERTAIN LOCAL WOMEN...CERTAIN ONLINE FRIENDS... #BOINNNNNNNGGGGGGG!!!!!!! B=======D~~~~~~~ (|) × Is There Anyone You Have Something To Say To? × HEH, MAYBE TO SOME LOCAL HOT SEXY GIRLS I ALREADY KNOW AROUND HERE: "YOU WANNA PORNICATE? OCCASIONAL BOOTY CALL? HA..." 🤩😍🥰🤩😍🥰🤩
alenaslight You, however, keep on speaking what is consistent with wholesome teaching. 2 Let the older men be moderate in habits, serious, sound in mind, healthy in faith, in love, in endurance. 3 Likewise, let the older women be reverent in behavior, not slanderous, not enslaved to a lot of wine, teachers of what is good, 4 so that they may advise the younger women to love their husbands, to love their children, 5 to be sound in mind, chaste, working at home, good, subjecting themselves to their own husbands, so that the word of God may not be spoken of abusively. 6 Likewise, keep on urging the younger men to be sound in mind, 7 showing yourself to be an example of fine works in every way. Teach what is pure with all seriousness, 8 using wholesome speech that cannot be criticized, so that those who oppose may be put to shame, having nothing negative to say about us. 9 Let slaves be in subjection to their owners in all things, trying to please them, not talking back, 10 not stealing from them, but showing complete trustworthiness, so that in every way they may adorn the teaching of our Savior, God. 11 For the undeserved kindness of God has been manifested, bringing salvation to all sorts of people. 12 It trains us to reject ungodliness and worldly desires and to live with soundness of mind and righteousness and godly devotion amid this present system of things, 13 while we wait for the happy hope and glorious manifestation of the great God and of our Savior, Jesus Christ, 14 who gave himself for us to set us free from every sort of lawlessness and to cleanse for himself a people who are his own special possession, zealous for fine works. 15 Keep on speaking these things and exhorting and reproving with full authority. Do not let anyone look down on you.
Titus 2:1-15
dancesonstarlight Property.
Noun.
1. A thing or things belonging to someone; possessions collectively.
2. An attribute, quality, or characteristic of something.
I, am property. I don't always behave that way, but I should, because that is what I am. Master is a saint for how much patience he's had with me. Property doesn't have a say or an opinion. No voice, nothing. Change is not easy for me. To my brain it signals that there's a threat, danger, or that my world is going to be upended. I don't really know what to do with change, and abrupt change? Forget it. My brain either goes into full meltdown or fight mode. There is no in between. To be calm during changes means a meltdown later. Because I'm only calm outwardly. Inwardly I'm screaming for something to be the same, anything. Even a small thing. Master is that one thing. When my brain is screaming, he's there, steadfast and strong, unyielding and sure. I am his property. I don't get a say anymore. But I do get protection, care, and a Master who has always been there since day one. I'm property. A thing. His thing. Whenever, wherever, however he wants. His.
I am not looking for a response to this. I'm posting so that I can come back and read it when I need to.
LRF69 So journals are back! Giggity! I remain frustrated in seeking out anyone who can discipline me, use me in whatever way they wish and break down my barriers by simply forcing me to confront them.
Where would I like to be tonight? I would love to be between the legs of a dominant, serving them...servicing them, swallowing what they want me to swallow, sucking what they would have me suck, licking what they tell me to lick. All night...
And when they were sated, satisfied and had used me in exactly the way they wanted, they could reward me...or they could choose not to. They could give me release...or they could refuse. They could drive me right to the edge, or they could put me away with nothing until they were ready to have me again. They would be completely in control. Their satisfaction would be my goal and my reward their choice. It could be a woman...it could be a man (a man would be a new experience and another barrier broken down. I do not care...it's not mine to care, only to lick, suck, swallow and bend over.
Dad4SonOrSlave Being a Dominant is not like the military where rank assumes obedience. The “rank” of Dominant or Master is not assumed by the Dominant but bestowed by a submissive.
This is important because it cuts to the heart of why a Dominant has the authority to give “orders” in the first place. A Dom only has power because he has been granted that power by the submissive. And a submissive grants that power to someone he respects, trusts, desires, and believes has his best interests at heart.
He grants it to someone with whom he feels completely safe and protected. So yes, I as a Dominant do in fact give orders. But my orders are not simply motivated by desire for blind obedience but are often targeted at a higher purpose. Sure, often they are for my personal pleasure. But they are also designed to instill knowledge, establish norms of behavior, set expectations for performance, and above all, challenge my sub to be the best person he can possibly be both in and outside our relationship.
They are also designed to similarly challenge me. I always strive to be a better person, a better partner, a better Dominant, and have our mutual interests always at heart.
Being a Dominant is less about assuming authority than being a leader.
A leader earns the right to lead.
My sub gives me all the power I have as a Dominant.
What I do with that power is up to me. But if I use it unwisely or selfishly, it will evaporate and my sub will opt to vote with his feet.
D/s is, after all, a consensual agreement between two free persons and thus can be terminated when one or the other is not satisfied.
D/s and even M/s are not true slavery, even when we choose to call it that.
Ultimately, the submissive decides who will be his leader or if he will take on a leader at all.
It is that decision that empowers the Dominant, and that decision is earned, not taken.
MistressWhipplash Lifestyle submissive man who is willing to accompany Me to munches and fetish clubs such as Pedestal. Message me to get to know each other. First meet is at the Mawney Munch in Romford, Essex, England so live no more than an hour or so away.
D/s FLR relationship sought with kink AFTER knowing each other at least SiX months.
No instant gratification. I am on Fetlife so look at my profile.
Also service sub sought for garden work.
Mistress Whipplash Ma'am
RAWRSUB What is truth?:
In the depths of night, in the light of day,
We ponder the truth that won't betray.
Is it a fact, or a subtle art,
A guiding light, or a shattered part?
Do we seek truth in words we hear,
Or in silence, when none is near?
Is it a mirror, reflecting clear,
Or a whisper, elusive, never near?
In the echo of history, in the depths of time,
Do we find truth in prose, or in rhyme?
Does it lie in the stars, in the sky above,
Or in the beating heart, in the depths thereof?
Is truth a rock, unyielding and stark,
A guiding beacon through the dark?
Or does it shimmer, a shifting beam,
A distant hope, a fractured dream?
In the soul's deep yearning, in the mind's keen quest,
We question the truth, we put it to the test.
Seeking answers amid the fray,
What is truth? We ask, day by day.
Backdooruk Consent (a poem from one of my slaves)
Tell me what you want.
Tell me it all. Speak your truth And I promise I will listen With kindness in my heart. Your desires are yours and I am touched by your trust. You are safe to share all this with me. Ask me. My answer will be given with care. Expect nothing of me, except my honesty. Accept my honesty. I will ask the same of you.
I said no to the one who had all the right answers I said no to the one who demanded my attention I said no to the one who invaded my personal space I said no to the one who said I was gorgeous and expected me to be grateful I said no to the one I said yes to last week I said no to the one who grabbed my hand I said no to the one who was ambiguous and shifty I said no to the one who stole a kiss I said no to the one who got me drunk I said no to the one who bought me dinner I said no to the one who was incredibly good-looking and that’s all I said no to the one who told me things I already knew I said no to the one who touched my knee without asking I said no to the one who didn’t listen I said no to the one who said I was the one I said no to the one who thought I was their missing piece I said no to the one who just assumed I said no to the one who I just didn’t really like I said no to the one who got angry I said no to the one who pinched my arse I said no to the one who was lying to their lover I said no to the one who sent me a picture I didn’t ask for I said no to the one who was pompous I said no to the one who wanted me all to them self I said no to the one who didn’t want to take no for an answer
I said no to entitlement And so did you.
You didn’t move as you spoke, you just looked me in the eyes. You wanted and you hoped and I could see your truth. And I asked you, “What do you want to do?”
“I want to fuck you” you said. “I want to hurt you and enjoy the pain in your eyes” you said. “I want to degrade you and use you and make you my slave” you said.
And I gave you my answer.
Shallwedance 16 years I've been on this site, almost to the day. Probably longer than that because I'm not sure this was my first profile. And before that, I was on other similar sites all the way back to the beginning of the internet, and the old bulletin boards. And before the internet, yes, I am that old, the bdsm magazines and underground classifieds. I search, sometimes for years because I have very high standards and there are a lot of haystacks and very few needles in the bdsm world, until I find someone, then I go away. Unfortunately none of those relationships have been forever, though they were each wonderful in their own way, and I guess I am blessed that each ended on good terms. My last relationship ended 3 years ago. I am here, on FL, a few other web sites, and on a bunch of the dating apps. I have a lot to offer, both bdsm and vanilla. No, I'm not a sugar daddy. I'm happy to share. Supporting a lazy deadbeat isn't in the cards. If you don't have enough pride to contribute to your own lifestyle, you don't have enough pride to be with me.
I'm seeking a woman who is highly intelligent, who possesses and values integrity, is trustworthy and able to trust when her trust has been earned. And of course, who desires a long term, real life, 24 7 relationship built around a core of bdsm. Also should be at least a bit of a geek to insure we have vanilla interests in common.
Everything else is negotiable. You have my permission to contact me first if you think we might be compatible. Please be willing to video chat immediately for both of our safety.
CowGurlJan Mixed emotions today. Lastnight was the first real munch we have had since COVID where everyone in our bdsm community was present. Not a real BDSM play event as usualy. Mostly friends catching up, conversation and casual sex.I was laughing with Goddess Tabitha when Master William put his arm around me and started to fondel me. I got tense and Goddess reninded me to know my place. He took me to the couch and he used my body for his pleasure. I don't know what is troubling me most, the fact that another man used me without Master James looking on or the fact that I really enjpoyed him using me. My orgasm was shattering both physically and emotionally.
Master James stroke took him from us months ago, but I still feel unfaithful even though he and Goddess Tabitha have always aloowed the men in our group to use me for their pleasure.
Just when you think your heart has healed.....
MissDAR When fantasy meets reality, some men find themselves lost in the space between what they imagine and what truly exists. In a world filled with movies, games, social media, and idealized images, it becomes easy to mistake fantasy for attainable truth. They may chase unrealistic versions of women, power, or status, forgetting that real life is imperfect, complex, and grounded in responsibility. When the line between fantasy and reality fades , disappointment, frustration, and confusion often follow. Learning to see life as it is—not as we wish it to be—takes maturity and self-awareness. True strength lies in facing reality head-on, appreciating genuine experiences over illusions, and building a life that is real, not imagined. Men...you need to do better.
subMeghan I can't believe it's been more than 6 months since my last journal enrty...
Let's get started with my usual public declaration: I am subMeghan. Right now, as I type this, I am completely nude wearing only my glasses and my dog collar...
Recently I've been playing around with ChatGPT and for fun, I asked ChatGPT to write a blog entry for me about BDSM collars. Afterall this is COLLARSPACE.com!!!!
Here's what ChatGPT wrote. I was impressed! What do you guys think?
Welcome to SubMeghan's Picks, a blog written by Meghan - a woman who loves BDSM and experimenting with different types of collars. Collars are a popular item of BDSM gear and can be used to symbolize ownership, humiliation, and control. In this post, I'm going to discuss five different types of collars and the pros and cons of each.
Dog Collars: Dog collars are my favorite type of BDSM collar. They are typically made of leather or metal and are often decorated with spikes or other adornments. Pros of a dog collar include the fact that they are durable and can be used for a variety of activities. They can also be used as a symbol of humiliation, as they are commonly associated with animals. Cons include the fact that they are not adjustable and can be difficult to fit properly.
Spiked Collars: Spiked collars are a great way to add a bit of edge and danger to your BDSM play. Pros of a spiked collar include the fact that they are adjustable, making them easy to find the perfect fit. The spikes can also add an element of humiliation as they can be used to cause pain. Cons include the fact that the spikes can potentially break the skin if not used properly.
Leather Collars: Leather collars are a classic choice for those who want to explore BDSM. Pros include the fact that they are adjustable and come in a variety of styles. They are also a great way to add humiliation, as they are often associated with animals. Cons include the fact that they require regular maintenance to keep them looking their best.
Choke Collars: Choke collars are often used in BDSM activities, as they can be used to control or restrict a partner. Pros of choke collars include the fact that they are adjustable and can be used for a variety of activities. They can also be used as a symbol of humiliation and control. Cons include the fact that they can be potentially dangerous if used incorrectly.
Posture Collars: Posture collars are designed to restrict the movement of a person's head and neck. Pros include the fact that they are adjustable and can be used to force a person into certain positions. They can also be used as a symbol of humiliation, as they restrict the movement of the head and neck. Cons include the fact that they can be difficult to fit properly and can be uncomfortable to wear.
No matter which type of collar you choose, it's important to use safety practices and to discuss expectations with your partner before engaging in any type of BDSM activity. With the right precautions, collars can be a great way to add a bit of excitement and humiliation to your play.
Until next time...
subMeghan
voidone
Here is a slightly updated profile for me, while I work on submiting the final one in for approval:
Looking for sub or slave, rope bunny degradee type girl that likes spankings, for serious long term relationship.Some of my favorite kinky things are giving spankings with my bare hand, riding crops, floggers, canes and paddles, impact play in general, along with rope and restraint play. You should probably like those things too. Some rougher things I like are heavy impact play, face fucking til they puke (but not required), face slapping, knife play, degradation giving, spitting, and peeing on you occasionally (maybe while tied to a tree).I can host and play casually / socially, but ideally I find a long term partner to live together with at some point. I can supply room and board at minimum for my sub/slave if needed, (if you're into living arrangements). Feel free to have your own life as well though.. You would be mainly in charge of some simple chores and taking care of some needs, we can both work on having a wonderful life and achieving our goals.Im a dominant Fox at heart. There will be days you have to take care of me in return. I am a very sensual and sensitive person but also a hard handed when I need to be kind of person. respect and love always. Vanilla life: I have a college degree and a place to live. I drive. I like to cook, bbq grill in the summer. I like to hike and explore new places (you should like outdoor play), ride dirt bikes, go to drive in movies and out to events sometimes and dressing up for Halloween! I like cute date things, let me take you out and show you off to the world.? I play instruments and make music as well, I also like to paint. Creativity is Key. If you are into rubber/Latex fashions thats a plus. Let me buy you outfits to wear as a reward.?thank you for reading.
Byrdie A few days ago I scheduled a coffee date with someone on a different kinky site. I'd accidentally sent him a "wink" when my finger slipped on his profile, which was unfortunate as he also identifies as a dominant. However, he DMed me about having submissive tendencies that he didn't mention on his profile (nothing on there about being a switch). We chatted off and on for a few days and then decided to schedule a coffee date.
He's in another city, but close enough that I wasn't too worried about his commute. He was way younger than what I was looking for, but he assured me that he wasn't worried about the age discrepancy. He wasn't commercially attractive, so I wasn't completely suspicious of his motives, but he was quite vague in direct messaging about what he was hoping for.
Having bussed over, I got there early enough to get a to-go tea and grab a table. We'd talked about getting warm beverages and going for a walk while we chatted, weather permitting. I played Pokémon Go as I waited, having multiple tasks and projects to address in the game as apparently beating Team Rocket Go Boss Giovanni wasn't enough for one day.
I experimented with ways to look up when someone came in without looking expectant. He and I had traded photos, so we pretty much knew what each other looked like. I committed to staying at least 15 minutes after our official meeting time as getting parking in that neighborhood could be tricky. We hadn't swapped phone numbers, so I checked the site periodically to see if he'd contacted me: nothing.
A PoGo raid started at 3:15pm on the dot, so I left closer to 3:25pm ... just after he sent several messages to me over the kink site about his truck giving up the ghost to the tune of $4,000 and him being so worried about it all.
Uh-huh.
It's possible that he was telling the truth and that this wasn't some really, really bad attempt at a scam. But then I remembered his reported age, the vagueness about what he was hoping for, the secret reveal that he was interested in finding a domme; and I think that maybe I dodged a bullet.
Mollena Williams-Haas once talked about gameifying putting oneself out there by awarding oneself points to being brave enough to try, pulling together the energy to be bothered, presenting oneself attractively, and - in this case - even bothering to show up. So, hey - I have more points!
And that tea was quite lovely.
MissDAR Lately I've watched videos of people showing fake food, I've even come across some of it Myself.
But, I also question My life choice coming on this site that is now so full of fake people. They have flesh and bones yes, but no soul,
no honesty, half truths, and sometimes just down right lying losers and energy vampires.
I know I can't be the only one knowing this. I hear from men saying the same thing however , they are usually ( not always ) bullsh#ters themselves.
Yet here I am, still looking for a honest person is a sea of 1000's. Come on people, DO BETTER !
If your just looking for a play partner, say so. If you have family,property, work or a business and can't move, say so, better yet don't even write ,unless you will benefit Me.
I'm not a needy person, I do well enough on My own. I'm not looking for a certain look, body type or financial status. I don't give a sh#t.
Just because the world is going a bit crazy doesn't mean you have to.
I only want grounded honest people around Me. That's it !
KimberlyAnneG I am tired. I am wore slap out already.
Working 10- 12 hour days.. Six days a week and four hours the seventh. It has gotten old very quickly while I wait for bosses to make decisions on who will be my next assistant without consideration from me.
The stress of work, the stress of house, has me completely blown out. I collapse into exhausted sleep every evening now, while thoughts of work and how I will have the energy to get the most simple of things done at house that I need to get taken care of.
These are my days right now.
So forgive me if I get a little on edge when the word fun is thrown at me like a ball to my dog. I dont have time for fun. I have a department to run. I couldnt care less about fun. I care about making it through the next day with hopefully a little less stress than the last. I care about making it through my contract so I can get my rearend home where I will be happier.
Fun is good and all, but it is not the focus of my life. It is not the focus of what I want in a relationship.
Sorry for the rant y'all. I am just so tired of hearing... what are you doing fun tonight or well thats no fun. Shaking my head. I am beginning to detest that word with a passion.
commited12u List of nonsexual forms of domination for Dominants
Ordering for Your sub at a restaurant
Choosing the sub's outfit for the day
Giving a bedtime
Corporal punishment for bad behaviour
Instructing the submissive to write Your name somewhere on their body daily
Training sub with non-verbal cues and verbal cues to correct unwanted behavior in public
sub must maintain a certain distance & position when in public
Teaching the sub how to greet You (on call/in person)
sub must wear a collar/necklace with Your name/title on it
Scheduling hypnosis time
Choosing and/or putting sub's shoes on for them
sub must ask permission before speaking
YoungSissyTs hii sorry to interupt if we have already been talking and perhaps "planning" on getting together i just felt this is a pretty important piece i must mention generally to anyonoe who visits my profile
first thank you if its ur first time on my profile :) heeehe
repeat offenders i well come anytime i love the attention id love to be ur piece of eye candy Heeehe which i do got more pics but havent uploaded due to the delay that happens and i cant reallly offord a delay since im using this as my main source to escape ... thank you collarspace ;) please dont disappoint
okk so feminization the process which ive started and learned how much more i enjoy life as so. i began HRT and was shocked on the results and conviced this is exactly who im supposed to be :)
i was scared to fully flourish when i started since ii was still living at home.. mom; her druk dumb fukin BF; and my little borther.
you could see why i was intimidated to allow HRT gracefully....
i was on and off of it,id say maybe 4months yes,
then 4 months no.
then 2 months yes.
then 3 months no.
then 1 month yes
then
mile stone; family fell apart.... hurts but they hurt me literally no reason..
i was caught in the crossfire of his drunk ass running outta beer money every week blamed me always went throught my stuff, talked shit about my panties would often throw away my CUTEST jean or the combination of cloths that blended my image so amazingly it would allow anyone; who saw me, immedatly know i was a sissy BUT NOT JUST ANY SISSY ;)
--yeah would thow that out. iIt happed A LOT but like twice on my most cuties most amazing look that brought confidence and lust lol.
okay so my "familly" offically fell apart about 45 to 65 days ago i think give or take ... it occured in about a two week hostile setting. which i wanted no part of because it originated between THEM!!
yes i had nothing to do with it i even stayed away from home for days on end to let them deal with their own bullshit... however, out of the maybe 4-6 days that i did come back, cuz jesus i was tired of being out there!
somehow the arguments were about me... saying i dont work i dont pay rent --- like umm excuse me ??
dont pay rent?
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k sorry, where was i
--dont pay rent???
then hand me a bill.....
nothing ...
repeated bout 4 times and still no bill .. i HAD moneyi just wasnt gonna had it to them so he can turn around and just get more beer...
i did everything expect around the house AND MORE spacifically to prevent any turmoil since yes i didnt pay rent BUT NOT cuz i couldnt lol ... no bill no rent stupid drunk
[[[im sure i got completely off my main point but god i feel so good to vent i dont have anybody right now]]]
yes totall off topic if your still reading dang i appreciate your intrest in me lol *blush blush
ok i remember what this topic was supposed to be about lol soo sorry went completey right field.. yes right field cuz im left handed >:P lol
i becan this journal entry cuz i wanted to inform those who have a chance in owning me at the moment their a 3 im considering witch one i just hope will be the right choice fingers crossed
so this as ALL ABOUT FEMIZATION ohh and the whole artical up there does have a good purpose
When i began taking hormons, the fluxuation of on off onn off if you notice the ended with with 1 month on following a 3 month halt.... if you think about the proceess of my feminity you can picture about where im at in my appearance .... BUT WAIT IM NOT UGLY haha im not ill thow a pic of me rn or send in a message cuz i dont wanna have to do that waiting period this website impliments uppon profile updates.
sooooooo when i finally went back to see my doctor to FINALLY GET MY HORMONS again... stupid governer Desantez signed a bill that took into effect just the day BEFORE my appointment making it SUPER SUPER HARD not just for minors to get gender reassingment medication! my doctor straight up told me no! she will not give me my hormons because xyz...i was planning on getting a 4 month batch after explaining to her i was leaving florida to focus on myself and my tranisition... lol more like to focus on YOU and my transititon heehee ;)
theirs more to this but i chose not to disclose due to risk of prejudgmental dissisions, id say about 93% of you WILL MAKE regardless if you, think ur so mature or what not..
((lol prejudgmental is that even a word?
hahaha idk but sounded good there ;))
** ooo i just notice my spell check wasnt doing its job... crap im sure when i reread this im gonna have to delete it dammit enjoy the read and the insite of my current situtaion stay safe out there and masters/mistress/..potentual sissy owners.... [iSeeKu]
AKRONOHIOMAN FINALLY A NEW STORY !!!
May 31, 2025 - Football player takes a load then wants to have two orgasms!
Sorry I have not written a story in quite some time, but this winter has been rough on me. I think I went through a dark place for a while but I'm feeling much better now that the weather is warming.
Thursday was my birthday and Friday I got a message from football player saying he wanted to come over. For quite some time we've been trying to get him to orgasm twice during one visit. Well, we tried again today.
When he first arrived, I was already in my birthday suit, completely naked relaxing in my easy chair with a hard-on. He came through the door and immediately began to strip his clothes off as always. He looked over at me in the chair and mumbled, "I've really needed this for a while." He started sucking on my cock. It was fantastic. As usual, as I looked down at his broad shoulders, the shoulders of a football player, it only made my cock get harder. He would alternate taking his time on my cock, deep throating it, and sometimes devouring it like a starving person at his first meal in weeks.
I don't like to orgasm this quickly, I like to go to the basement, play for a while and finally drop a load in his ass. But after about 10 minutes of such a wonderful blowjob, even with his mouth full, I heard him say... "I've needed to swallow your load for the longest time."
That was enough to put me over the edge. I tried to hold back a bit longer, but thinking how much he wanted my creamy, salty, sweet cum in his mouth was too much for me. I figured, why not? Maybe today is the day I will have two orgasms. I put my hands on his wide shoulders and felt myself getting closer and closer to the edge.
As he deep-throated me once, and I felt my cock getting lodged in the back of his throat, it was too exciting. I started making the grunting noises so that he knew I was about to fill his mouth. He pulled off my cock almost completely leaving just ahead in his mouth. He wanted to taste everything. And I did not disappoint. I let him have a huge load. I felt ribbon after ribbon of cum squirt into his mouth. He swallowed, and kept sucking. He was definitely attempting to drain me completely dry. My cock was still hard so I just let him keep sucking for a while until he had every last drop out. Then I said, let's head downstairs and take care of you now.
We went downstairs and he hopped into the sling. I put his ankles in the stirrups. There was no need to tell him to scoot down in the sling so I could access his hole more easily, he's done this enough times that he was perfectly positioned. His cock was still hard, and his ass puckered for me. I put a pair of rubber gloves on and started to lube up his hole.
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dorion She loved that look. Kneeling, eyes cast down: she saw meekness, obedience - also a spark of resistance: shame, pride, regret, lust. Regret for freedom lost, shame from the knowledge that it was his own slave nature to give it up, pride that she took it. He desired to submit to her, his surrender brought him shame, the shame aroused his desire.Her dominance was attuned to the contradictions in his heart. She knew how to wrap them like cords around him. He might seem to have a choice. He did not. She confronted him with what he was; the only escape would be for him to deny his nature. This he could not do. So long as she chose to control him, he could only submit.She saw this even more clearly than he did. A part of her regretted taking his freedom - but that lost look in his eyes was so delicious, his impulse to obey was so pleasing, his spark of resistance so exciting to play with - and after all, it was his own nature to submit, just as it was her nature to rule. This is how it was meant to be. And she loved it.
strictsiruk Santa's travels.
Santa has to visit ~2 billion kids (assuming 2.5 children per household), = ~800 million stops on Xmas eve. Assuming they are equally spread across the planet, each house occupies 0.069 square miles, which means the distance between each is 0.26 miles. He has 48 hours on Xmas eve if he travels across the international date line in the direction of the Earth's rotation. He has 2/10,000 of a second per household. He must therefore travel at 1,279 miles / sec. which = Mach 6,395.
pizzapuppiescows i don't play a lot of video games. In fact, I don't have a gaming system made in the last decade. But once or twice a year when I visit my nephews, I play this game that makes me really happy. So much so that I looked into buying a system just to play it. But a few hundred dollars doesn't seem like a solid investment for one game when there's so much else I need it for.
A few months ago my nephew got an entire system upgrade. My dad bought it. The entire thing. With every last accessory. So I thought, maybe he might do that for me, too, if I asked. My nephew told me everything I needed and I set up a wishlist for my birthday. My dad came to visit and he brought presents. All the accessories, yay! But no gaming system to use them with. Disappointing. But Christmas isn't all that far off.
A few weeks ago I was talking to my sibling and mentioned the whole birthday thing with the accessories. He said ask him for Christmas. I was really hesitant. If he didn't do it for my birthday I didn't have high hopes for Christmas. But if I don't ask I'll never know. It's still on the wishlist, I sent a text asking Santa to please get it. No response.
Its not about the gaming system. I would never have asked for it, I know it's expensive. It's about worth. Am I worth enough to spend the money to buy it? The nephew is. Am I? He has the money. You probably already know how this ends.
No. He didn't get it for me. I'm not worth it to my father. I am only worth the accessories.
I guess eventually I'll have to buy it since I have everything else and try not to think about the little value I hold for the man I try so hard to please. This is why I try not to ask him for anything. I don't know why I was hopeful. I know better.
angeldmort Just a quick amused note here.
I have a 'no Drump supporters, past or present' on my profile for a reason.
I also have no smokers, no addicts, no cheaters, etc.
The only group that feels it's important to send me hate filled messages are the Trumpers.
Kinda confirms my views of you
I've never met anyone from that side of things that wasn't hiding deep violent hate, or wasn't lacking the intellect to see the problems that are right there.
It's not about him.
It's about who you are that lets you be ok with him
So yeah, send me threats and insults.
Helps me sift out and block you faster.
Exoticpie2024
Could you go back to vanilla dating?'Ive decided that I cannot willingly be in a vanilla relationship ever again. There is gonna be some kink, poly, and/or freakiness in My life from now on. I cannot tell you HOW MANY people that I have met that are miserable in their vanilla relationships and sneak out for kink. I have played the kinky therapist for those that are devastated with the thought that they have kinky desires and its "just WRONG." I end up patting them on the shoulders and then paddling their asses every time. Ive seen someone monthly for 5 years that is just now coming to grips with the fact that he likes to be spanked. Wouldnt DARE bring it up at home, but he has to have an outlet somehow.I get it that some people discover their kink AFTER already being in a vanilla relationship, but WHY would someone enter back into a vanilla relationship after knowing what their desires are and try to suppress them? A dear friend mentioned how his inner "naughty girl" sat dormant while life passed him by until he decided to be true to himself. And true he is! yes, it was a gamble getting up the nerve to tell his wife of many years, but in the end... she stayed and they live happily ever after. Im quite certain that 75% of the time it doesnt end that way.Now that I have grown in My kinklife and reaffirmed My dominance, I know a bit more about what I want and expect in a partner, kinklife, and SEXlife and I am not afraid to stand up for what I want and need. Now I have met a decent vanilla guy or three that has captured My interest- or that falls head over heels in love with Me- (yes, that happens to me!) and I am always upfront about My lifestyle and desires and the deal breakers. Some of My 'nilla friends say that I tell them to run them off, but realistically, I am just being honest with Myself and saving them from trying to tell Me that 'its just a phase' and making attempts at changing Me.I've been on a dating site or two and found myself on dates asking "what am i doing having dinner with this biblethumpin' overly righteous, straightlaced man?" and quickly following that thought up with asking him how he feels about doing house work naked and being hogtied and gagged on occasion. (hmm..
commited12u
Not my words but found this interesting;
Five Stages Of Degradation
Stage 1: DenialThe subject has not yet acknowledged the reality in which it exists. It may see Your intentions but believe You are not willing to go through with them, or it may imagine You are playing a game with it. Moving quickly beyond this stage is typically not difficult, but while doing so, keep Your longterm goals in mind.
Stage 2: AngerThe subject begins to realize what Your intentions are. it frequently reacts with outrage, threats, or aimless animosity. The louder these are, the greater the subject’s potential for eventual harnessing and use, since loudness is directly proportional to fear.
Stage 3: BargainingThe subject has exhausted its capacity for anger. It is now prepared to accept some degree of Your authority. Exercise care in this stage, as overt force may induce it to regress to the previous stage. On the other hand, any slackening in Your authority will produce an unsatisfactory result. Make use of its weaknesses, physical or mental, in order to unbalance and debilitate it further.
Stage 4: DespairHaving failed to retain any scrap of its persona at the bargaining table, and seeing no way out, the subject falls into despair. Take this moment to step back calmly. Allow it to understand what it has become.
Stage 5: AcceptanceIn order for the subject to move out of despair into a productive state, You must draw its attention to a goal outside itself that it can achieve. Any task will do that will occupy its deflated faculties and give it a feeling of success. Some subjects may take a perverse pleasure in the state of degradation itself, but don’t count on this. Examples of good tasks include retrieving an , obeying simple commands, or expressing gratitude to You.
Not all subjects will present all stages in the typical order. A subject accustomed to degradation will likely already find itself at stage 5, while a raw subject may need multiple revisits of stages 1 through 4 before it has been adequately broken down.
BDSMtoygirl77 So its 2022 and I have been here a long while. Still no one claiming to be Dominant and willing to prove it has come my way in this time, will this be the year it happens, probably not. I think most people have given up on this site delivering them a submissive or slave that can fulfill their needs, as much as they fulfill theirs
Of course my needs are simple, I would like a Dominant man or couple, who want a relationship which can migrate from a one night stand, to many nights together, and days. But will it happen, I doubt it
I am fed up of having to be the assertive one, I am supposed to be asserted upon, Doms on here too afraid to approach someone because others have been such a let down, well, that concept is also felt by many subs and slaves who arrange to play with Dominants who aren't real.
So be assertive, sweep me off my feet, treat me with some respect, remember your goal is to want me to spend my time serving you, so if you come at me like a total moron, I'll treat you like one.
Cagedluv Getting to know someone !
Funny how getting to know someone can be a real task. I mean you don’t have any idea of the person on the other end. Now if they have a bio you may know a little about them but omg that is just a tip of who they are or what they want and desire.
What I am finding is everyone is afraid to open up and say what they want or who they are out of fear you won’t understand or you will judge them. This is for good reason to. How many times has someone said I like it when you pee on me only to hear that’s gross.
No one wants to hear their kink is gross and there are all kinds of kink out there from daddy daughter to playing like a puppy or dressing like a pony and pulling a carriage. Some enjoy being strung up and whipped like a slave from the old times some like being cut.
All in all there are thousands of kinks and no one should be shamed for what yours is and you should not be ashamed to share it with those who will help you in your journey, now that the kink is out of the way comes the really hard part.
How do you open up about the everyday you. The one who works and lives or has kids or is married and open. The one who is not happy and just wants to have someone care about them again. How do you talk about that to a stranger do they are not a stranger anymore.
You have to take chances. You have to just hope and take a leap of faith. Will you get hurt sometimes yes you will but without hurt and pain there can be no pleasure and happiness. So with that I ask how do you get to know a person ?
This is from my fet page and I would ask do you think I am a gentleman or a sex fiend. After all both sights are about sex BDSM to be exact. Not talking about sex would imply you are vanilla and don’t belong here. So with that said enjoy getting to know someone.
Aridgarden thoughts from the peanut gallery
i am sure that it is the insulation of the internet that inspires such trollish behaviors but the attempts at baiting are truly pointless.
i know my true nature, and my place within a mutually gratifying Ds relationship, and my partner never has reason to question or doubt my submission to him. that being said, I am not particularly submissive to others, strangers with whom I have never engaged in conversation, family who would take the opportunity to walk all over me, etc, I am respectful to all but am not everyone's submissive.
i do live my life in service to others, caregiving and family household management, but again, my most true and strongly alpha submissive personality is only visible to the one individual to whom i freely grant possession of myself to.
should you read this and think, well she isn't really a submissive at all, or she should be on some other site, or I'm going to tell this bitch what is really up, please move on to someone else's profile, perhaps they are better suited to your interests..
i wish you all much luck and safety in your endeavors.
Slavetotake2 To Daddy
From little gurl
Oh Daddy I’m so ready to truly begin our journey tog
Daddy I can say with 100% honesty that this little daily ritual you gave me has become something your little gurl looks forward to everyday.j
There is no misunderstanding Daddy. Just as you’re choosing me to be your submissive to own, I want you as my Daddy.I commit myself to you. I commit my mind, body, and soul to submit to you. I eager await all your lessons. I understand some may be veryj hard. I know some will make me very emotional and I may even cry.
I believe you will guide me to achieve my dream of being the beautiful sexy desirable woman I’ve always felt inside of me.
BlueFyre The Blue you have reached has been disconnected or is no longer in service. Please check the number and try your call again.
(**If the above message doesn't make sense to you, or ring a Ma Bell, then you're probably too young for me. LOL.)
3/14/22
I'm going to be catching up on life stuffs for a bit. This happens now and then when I'm overwhelmed with answering folx on here, and rather than feel like a jerkwaffle for logging in and not responding, I just don't log in at all. *sigh*
You're welcome to leave a message, and I will get back when I can muster the mental resources to do so. If you're local, say hi at Game Night or the Kinky Carnival.
Wanna really get my attention when I'm back on? Show me your best Semantle score. *cackle*
MissDAR Living in a fantasy world doesn’t help anyone—not you, not the people around you, not the future you claim to want. Being useful means showing up in reality, doing the work, learning real skills, and taking responsibility instead of escaping into excuses or imaginary victories. Dreams matter, but without action they’re just noise. Ground yourself, contribute something real, and turn effort into results—that’s how you actually move forward.
I often find Myself not wanting to come back on this site , for reasons of giving My time to men that are basically all talk and no action. Don't take
that the wrong way. I'm not looking for a " play partner " I'm not a pro and I'm not looking for a hit or miss situation.
I am only looking for fulltime and hopefully lifetime commitments.
I get so many on here that are basically saying the same thing. They are looking for a FLR, they are looking for this or that.
What I am saying is I'm looking for someone that will add to My life. Hopefully someone with skills, around the house, a garden, willing to learn almost
a very different life that I an pressed forward into living. Even if you are only a background male that is willing to learn what I am capible of teaching, that is
good enough. But, if you are from the city I promise you , you will probably struggle and not understand what real country life is about. In that case you should
pass by this profile and looking for a wuss position in the city .
Mzspanks At the end of 24 - 2025 .. I’ve stepped away from this platform before and return with intention—not curiosity, not games. I’m interested in real-world compatibility, emotional maturity, and mutual respect, not fantasy hopping. I seek a man who understands this lifestyle, is committed to it, and can actively participate in a stable vanilla-blend partnership.
angeldmort Things I listen to when I'm alone
Black Lab - This Night
LP - Muddy Waters
Bishop Briggs - Like a River
edIT - Ants
Plastic Bertrand - Tout Petit La Planete
Dead Can Dance - The Host of Seraphim Trance Mix
Helium Vola - Omnis Mundi Creatura
Switchblade Symphony - Clown
Collide - White Rabbit
Nine Inch Nails - Closer
Stabbing Westward - Inside You
VNV Nation - Illusion
Assemblage 23 - Damaged
Marilyn Manson - Sweet Dreams
Depeche Mode - Stripped
K's Choise - Virgin State of Mind
VNV Nation - Beloved
Afro Celt Sound System - Release Me
Jilala I - Nocturnal Ritual · Moroccan Spirit
Reinhardt Buhr - almost anything he does works
Raphael - Healing Dance
LondonTriangle I had a long chat with an old friend of mine who is a seasoned Dom. Very well known up north.
Mentioned my most recent chat with a submissive man with a "tight balloon knot" was frustrating.
Both of us had never heard the phrase but clearly a used term in the lifestyle.
It was brought to my attention that submissive men go through alot of different relationships because even though they are submissive they want things a certain way.
A little frustrated as I took their needs seriously but clearly they were not prepared for someone like me who was making a checklist of what they actually need from me.
My family from the lifestyle did appreciate I am trying to be careful as you don't really know what other hidden knots a person has but I was trying my hardest to take things slow but seriously.
In all fairness their was too much talk about the needs of his bum hole and less about my own bits so ladies enjoy your fish and chips with that one.
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CosmicCunt Ladies...You are welcome and encouraged to apply if you are honest and can obey. This is a real home and a safe harbor. I am not personally interested in women sexually, however I am not entirely adverse to the idea of shared intimacy with time. Mainly, women have entirely unique qualities they bring to a home and to service which I can and do appreciate. I respond well to women who are straightforward and even a bit tomboyish.
On another note....
Some of you gents are real doozies. The up side is that this has made way for some amazing men to move front and center. You know who you are - you delight Me and inspire Me and your supportive nature and devotion make all the difference to Me and inturn to Mum. Thank you.
Further....
I see a foot slave...toilet slave...a humiliation slave, lets get real for a moment. While I appreciate you all have your specialties and preferences, I have to wonder where are all the administrative slaves, the bookkeeping slaves, and refinishing slaves? lol I'm looking for My own personal TEAM!
Trust in Me when I say, you will be a creative lot and busy busy bees!
SissyCDJessicaW I want to be a sissy house wife, something like a 1950's household but maybe the clothes might be updated, but the dresses are really cute, or domestic discipline, 24/7 TPE I believe in a male dominant house, a gurl should be a slave/servant to her man/master/daddy. Her mind should be on how to please him and care for his needs, her pleasure coming from being in his service. I want to serve a man domesticly, it is the job of a sissy housewife to keep the house how her master/daddy wants it. I also believe a gurl is a slave to her man/daddy/master. He should pick out her clothes for the day, give her a list of chores he wants completed, and train her on how he wants her to be, rewarding her for good behavior and punishment for bad behavior. A gurl should wake up somewhat earlier than her daddy/man/master. She should shower, shave and clean here before making him coffee/breakfast. She should be completely naked accept for her collar and cuffs, and wake him up with a blowjob. After swallowing his gift, she needs to prepare to be his urinal and swallow his pee. After this, she should help him shower if he wants, or wait in the bedroom on her knees for him to get done. Once done, he will pick out what she wears and she will put it on before serving him breakfast, blowing him if he wants it. She will see him off as he leaves the house and then complete the housework. She should then greet him on her knees as he comes home, at that time she should perform any tasks he commands before he inspaspects the house and punishes for anything not done or not done properly. Dinner should be prepared for him and served to him. At night, she should perform all tasks he gives her before bed. Her body and mind is her gift to him and she gladly gives it to him, this means he uses and trains her as he wants. Pain or pleasure, a good sissy housewife accepts both eagerly and enjoyment. I hope I find my man someday.
angeldmort "So into you" or why ification is not as flattering as some guys think it is
A post from my group- from Jan 2022
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The subject today will be centered around ification, and how lack of the right actions is getting in the way of what you want.
Recently my day was spent prepping for Mom spending the night, which mostly meant me continuing to organize, clean and just generally improving the space in my sewing room, (the only real spare room) which has a futon, and most importantly, DOORS, so she can have privacy and quiet from my cats.
Now, being ADD, I work better with music and company, so I put music on that she and I can both enjoy- a Pandora station based on the Doobie Brothers I started just for her.
And being who I am, I tend to listen to lyrics, and then often find myself analyzing them.
Usually, I'm specifically analyzing the relationship failings described in them.
It doesn't always stop me enjoying the music, but sometimes I recognize the stalkery mindsets that filled our airwaves when I was young and impressionable. As were the guys who were listening. It's not surprising that we all grew up thinking these kinds of unhealthy behaviors and expectations were normal, and even romantic.
Songs like Boston's "Let me take you home tonight," where a guy is explaining to a woman he's never actually met before that he's basically been stalking her and built a strong fantasy and expectations about who she is, and now he feels that she should absolutely feel both flattered, and obligated to have sex with him.
"You must understand this, I've watched you for so long, that I feel I've known you, I know it can't be wrong," and goes on to say
"I'm dreamin of your sweet love tonight, let me take you home tonight."
So… he's been watching her for a long time without talking to her, decided who she was without ever having a single conversation, and, of course, imagining sex with her. A lot. And he tells her so, over and over and over. Let me do this thing I want. Let me do this thing I want. Let me do this thing because I want it.
Because that's always what is really going on there. Always the focus and end focus.
Nah... that's not creepy AT ALL. Geesh.
Today, it was "So Into You" by Atlanta Rhythm Section.
Different band, different song, same thought process - I saw you, I was attracted, I've decided who you must be, and I can't think about anything except sex with you - only this time, they seem to want to make it her fault.
Now, at first, what struck me was "could not catch your eyes" and "stand here helplessly hoping you get into me."
Which just makes me ask 'What did he actually try?' I end up envisioning Toothless in How to Train Your Dragon 2, dancing around like a lunatic and freaking out the of his affections. Let's hope it wasn't like that.
But honestly, it sounds like he really didn't try much. He admits that he's 'standing helplessly' rather than walking across the room and saying hello.
Which sounds a lot like complaints I've heard from guys before. "I don't know how to talk to women" and that's where it ends, rather than trying to solve that. I mean, there are classes, there are workshops, there is therapy, etc.
There are options. Why would someone not even try to fix the thing that keeps them from finding companionship if they are stating that they want it?
Passive is not a good look.
Or as has been said "faint heart ne'er won fair lady."
Unfortunately, the closer we look at the lyrics, the creepier it gets.
All this woman did was walk into a room. Suddenly, he's obsessed. He "can't think of nothing else." He says "Love the things you do" when so far, all she's done so far was exist in the same room. She's "driving him crazy," "thinking about how it's going to be" and he's "Gonna love her all over, over and over."
So he's not really thinking about getting to KNOW her. He's focused on this fantasy he has of who she is, and what he wants to do to her.
She's a beautiful woman.
But somehow, she's not really a person.
I mean, he's impressed by her, and he wants something from her. But not enough to make the effort to interact with her as human being.
So he's "helpless" and "driven crazy" and "captured" but is just standing around "hoping."
Worst part is that I really do like the song. Musically, and I like his voice, and the moody, kinda slow jazz feel to it.
Shame about the message.
I do get it - sometimes you see someone who just looks so cool it's hard to figure out how to approach so that they will be as impressed by you as you are by them. I was told that I'm intimidating... decades before I knew that Dominant was a thing. And the problem isn't that he thinks she's beautiful with "voodoo in the vibe."
It's that he's turning that into something SHE's doing - "driving him crazy," and turning his insecurity into "helpless."
And the entire thing is portrayed as flattering, and romantic, and a compliment to her.
Because isn't that what women are supposed to want? For men to desire them? For her beauty to give her power somehow? For her appearance to add to her value to men?
Because "The Male Gaze" is always supposed to be a woman's focus. And what a man feels when gazing is her responsibility. And anything a man might do because of that feeling when gazing at her is her fault.
(cont)
Bikinisub The Gift Pt 2
I first met a male Dom couple at the West Texas event. He was an older gentleman with a grey ponytail. His kink was the cane. He always had one with him wherever he went. He was married to his sub, an olive skinned red head. While my Domme and him talked, his sub saw me sunbathing on a bench nearby. My eyes were closed as I soaked in the sun in my white string bikini. She walked over to me and said. "Mm, mm, mm."
I opened my eyes and glanced to my left and I saw her smiling face admiring my body.
So your her sub? She asked.
Yea I replied. Is that your Dom talking to her?
Uh huh. It's nice to finally meet you.
Months later we saw each other again at the SW Leather convention in Dallas. We wanted to go to the host hotel because there was a pool and I wanted to go swimming and attend a small meet and greet going on in the hotel courtyard. The area was set up for a cookout and a pot luck. So I spent time making sure my Domme was comfortable and got her something to drink.
Most of the small group there belonged to the Dallas group. There were several couples and half a dozen singles. I knew everyone by their IRC handles so it was nice meeting everyone face to face.l for the first time. The male Dom couple we met was also there. So we sat at a picnic table talking. Someone started the grill to cook hamburgers.
My Domme turned to me and said. I want you to go cook some burgers. Take off your clothes and make yourself useful.
Ok I replied.
I stripped down to my bikini. That day I was wearing one of my favorite suits. It was a brightly colored Brazilian string bikini. It was very thin on the sides and high on the hips. I go to the grill and start placing burgers on it. My presence there was a bit awkward for me. I could feel eyes on me from everyone there. I tried to ignore the attention and focus on the grill.
Pop! Pop!
The grease from the patties were spewing hot oil and some landed on my skin.
Ouch! I cried. What the hell!
I could hear snickering. Psst! I hear. My Domme held out an apron. Put this on. I walked over to the table and took the apron to put it on.
Have you ever watched those safari shows on TV where the lions are watching a gazelle in the brush? I felt like that as the Dom watched me put the apron on and tie it around my waist. His gaze kind of threw me off and I felt a bit shy. Later on we hit the pool where my Domme made sure I was oiled up and on display in front of her chaise lounge.
It was a fun day. The convention was awesome and the event went well.
CowGurlJan I was asked about that out of body feeling and how I delt with my desperate need to be enslaved before and after I was owned, I sincerely hope this helps the news subs slaves out thereWhat your describing when you "lose yourself" is called "subspace".
I was in a foursome with myself and three men. Two men flogging my breasts while the third had his penis in me. As the pain increased I started to struggle and move even in bondage, The man inside me just stood there, no motion from him until the very end.
I went so deeply into subspace I could her the floggers slap my sweaty breasts and my muffled cries into my ball gag. I pulled at my restraints but not to escape, GOD how I wanted to play with my clit, my nipples burned and I was in heaven and hell at the same time.
When he started to pump into me with his cock I went almost insane. I begged and pleaded for that moment of sweet release even though I wass gagged. My tears of desperation flowing freely. He came in me and as he filled me with his cum I actually squirted. I had never squirted before.
Own who you are and be happy with that, Your period gone nuts since you have started being used? The emotions, both fear and ecstasy are doing that. It means you need to serve more often and not just on weekends or occasionally.
You can even thing out even with kids in the house. You can wear small nipple clamps in your bra when the kids are home. Same for your outer labia and panties. When you go pee diddle your clit but don't allow yourself to come. Accept the frustration and training as part of your life.
When I clean house, no kids here, I am forced to wear painful stilettos all day with clover clamps on my labia and nipples. I am not allowed to sit even once during the day so that my feet, ankles and claves get no rest, no mercy.
I am only allowed a shower once every three days but I must dry shave my armpits, legs and between my legs daily.
I am not allowed to wipe or wash after orgasm. I am required to wear my lust between my legs and on my thighs until I am told to wash up.
You can do these things to yourself and for yourself daily. Keep your sex soaked and your juices dripping and your periods will go back on schedule.
I sincerely hope that this helps
slave janet
Master23Mike Master's Writings
Fundamentals: What Turns You on is Good & The Struggle Against Social Norms
Far too often I find individuals hung up on their internal permission to lean into what turns them on. They’ve discovered this or that excites them, but due to baggage from social norms, upbringing, or who knows what prior learning or pressures they experienced in their lives, they struggle to allow themself the space or freedom to explore this desire more fully. It tends to lurk in the realm of things taboo, and frequently causes them feelings of shame, guilt, or a need to closet this part of themself off from the world and hide.
I was chatting with a submissive the other day, who was struggling with a kink, they clearly found exciting, but felt immense guilt each time they approached it. They were essentially stuck in this tug of war between internal acceptance and desire fulfillment of this new found pleasure. This causing significant anguish emotionally as well as guilt for liking this new thing but knowing it was “wrong” somehow. As a person and as a submissive, they were seriously struggling with this both as a person and as a submissive.
I believe there are some fundamentals that I believe are core to this conversation, both for them as well as for others who struggle similarly:
Note: I will preface all of the following thoughts with the limitation that I am referring to pleasures, fetishes, kinks and actions that are consensual and safe for all involved.
Life is short, enjoy it however you can. I recognize this is a hedonistic view of things but life can be hard at times, I believe we should find pleasure and enjoy it wherever we can. What feels good, turns you on and brings you joy should be enjoyed. Pleasure is a very personal experience and as is the internal permission to allow yourself to enjoy the sensation. Seek out those pleasurable things and allow yourself to let them bring you happiness. Life is short.
What turns you on is good and Social Norms are just other people’s opinion. Regardless of what that is. If it floats your boat, its a good thing. Never let anyone else tell you its not. Most of us were brought up with social stigmas around sex, gender, nakedness, and so on. We were taught by parents, church, media what is what is evil or wrong. Social norms, prejudices, stigmas, and things designated as taboo are passed on by others. We are brought up believing them and because of that, they hold power over us and they are hard to shake off. Yet, I believe, so long as it does not impact another person, you and you alone have the right to determine what is right and good for you. You hold solvency over your mind, will, and body. As soon as you can see feelings of wrongness, taboo, or evil, as opinions conveyed to you by others. As soon as you begin thinking, evaluating and choosing for yourself what is right, good and pleasurable, you will be ready to embrace “what turns you on is good”, and you will be open to far more than you could imagine.
The journey of self discovery is an essential one. I believe discovering what you like and why you like it, is one of the beautiful journeys we get to experience as we enter the lifestyle. If we can maintain an open mind, open heart, and free ourself from feelings of guilt, shame, self judgment as we take this journey, we can learn more than we ever thought we could about who we are in life. There is an entire world out there of kinks, fetishes, aspaspects and combinations that may excite you, intrigue you, turn you on, or turn you off. Discovering these is a beautiful journey that goes far deeper than whether or not you like a thing. Understanding the why and the how, exploring what it is about a thing that speaks to you, brings a deeper understanding of who you are in ways you could never imagine.
Learning Acceptance for others builds acceptance of self. As we discover our own likes and dislikes, we learn that what turns you on is not always what turns others on. Accepting ourself and our own personal preferences requires us to embrace the idea that YKINMKBYKIOK (Your Kink Is Not My Kink But Your Kink Is OK). Here in the lifestyle community, we don’t judge, don’t condemn, or shame what others enjoy, just as we would never want to be judged, condemned, or shamed for what we like. The vanilla world is full of instances of non-acceptance and persecution, but not here. Accepting others perspectives and desires as different than your own, helps you find acceptance for yourself, and is a powerful thing.
When you can step outside yourself to see the struggle and understand it for why and why it is, you will be able to free yourself to understand yourself deeper and truly explore. To this submissive I spoke to, and others why may read this, I wish you a healthy, positive, and guilt free journey in the lifestyle. I hope you can embrace your pleasures fully and allow yourself to revel in them.
As someone wise once told me, when you discover your “Freak Flag”, that truth you’ve found about yourself, Waive it high and proudly.
tomsub72
Some upsetting news
This I hope will explain my current emotional feelings. Because I've recently received some truly unexpected and unsettling news, and I'm finding it incredibly difficult to process. I'm honestly struggling to even articulate the situation clearly, as the information is still so raw and shocking.I won't go into the details right now, mostly because I’m still trying to make sense of everything myself. But suffice it to say, it's emotionally traumatizing, and it's completely thrown me off balance.Right now, I'm feeling overwhelmed, numb, anxious, lost, and angry.It's like the ground has shifted beneath my feet, and I'm having a hard time figuring out which way to go.The biggest challenge I'm facing is deciding how to proceed.This news has so many implications, and I'm feeling completely lost in trying to navigate the situation. I'm worried about making the wrong decisions, and I'm unsure of who to turn to for guidance.
MsPam4u I DID EDIT A COUPLE ENTRIES WHEN I REALIZED THEY WERE HARD TO READ, UNTIL I NOTICED IT CHANGED THE DATE...
I don't know if I should just give up or redo my profile or what. I have lost contact with some I wished to talk to due to short term memory issues that pop up from time to time. Those that I have a great conversation with just seem to disappear. If I am screwing up-tell me. I do talk a lot when nervous. I also try to lay it all out there so things don't come up later and be a red flag, and that can be overwhelming. I am very honest and open because I know what I need and want. Very few have been as open back, but I have appreciated it, Maybe I just need a break? I have grown weary of the search.
emptysoultoown Presently screening and vetting 43 prospective owners from US, UK, Australia.Two are former military.They are the first two it has gone to voice communication. Most presently.Building up trust is a very important before even a physical meeting to see if they truly know how to have a real slave.Its cautious after being in this Lifestyle for 37 years.And being a former Collarspace mentor and Collarspace admin.Dealt with far too many craziness and right nutters.
nymphea Why is it that some people who put dom on their profile think they can automatically send rude and disrespectful messages to a submissive person?
Do they honestly think submissive type person equals to no brain? I'm submissive not a doormat to every tom, dick and harry LOL.
My Master has earned my Trust, Loyality and Respect!!! and has my total submission!!! I treat others respectfully however, I do NOT submit to others unless of course my Master wishes it so.
With that said IF anyone decides to message me please keep it polite. I have no wish to see your photo's and neither do I want to be spoken down to.
I'm somewhat intelligent and can hold a decent conversation. I'm just a normal everyday type of person who just happens to naturally have a need to submit to my Master whom I am extremely happy to belong to!!!
Thanks for reading and have a lovely day!
BDSMtoygirl77 There are some really disrespectful retards on here. They have several Journal entries complaining about this or that premise they claim not to like, but when you contact them, they behave exactly like their own Journal entry complains about.
Is it really too much effort when someone clearly has taken the time to write to you, to answer it with a Not Interested reply if they don't interest you?
Is 2 clicks (reply - send message) followed by 12 measley letters and a space (Not Interested) too much effort for your brain?
You normally complain about the manners of whoever (its not entirely Doms or sub specific, I know both groups have extremely boneidle members on these kind of sites). I appreciate that some of you are looking for a specific niche, a specific thing, a set of requirements essential to your happiness, but grow the fuck up, this lifestyle is generally ruled by one concept, Compromise, because you will unlikely in 99 in 100 contacts get every T crossed and every I dotted to your expectations
Your arrogance allows you to bypass someone genuine whom might be able to compromise in return and give you most of those little quirks, if not all, you seek to get your perfect BDSM partner.... but no you choose to ignore them and let them pass you by, because you seek perfection from the start?
LittlePhoenix12 Are Christianity and BDSM Incompatible?Well I think the short answer would have to be I think not, or I wouldnt, as a Born Again Christian, be here. But it's a question I get asked a lot on here and other sites, from other Christians who aren't sure, from the curious, and the argumentative, so I thought I would address it permanently.
I think the Bible is pretty clear that wives are to defer to their husbands -
'Your desire shall be for your husband, and he shall have authority over you',
'wives, submit to your husbands'
It is also clear that married couples may do as they wish, as long as its just between the two 'the marriage bed is undefiled',
So the question really should be, can unmarried Christians be into BDSM? Well I think it would be difficult to go from an unmarried independent woman to a married sub, so I dont see a difficulty with a woman being submissive to the man she is considering marriage with. Personally I dont have sex with every man I am involved with, as I think sex is special, but I am naturally submissive, so I have certainly submitted to more men than Ive had sex with. It works for me.
But ultimately if you really are unsure, and a Christian, you should listen to what you think God is saying to you If youre not at peace with your decision, then it may be the wrong decision for you
BlueFyre 8/24/25
I'm around, albeit less frequently. I am still looking for a FT sub/slave, with a big focus on working beside me, as my hands. A sub in my Home will be well cared for, with a level of D/s and kink that helps keep them motivated. If you enjoy house and yard work, there's plenty to stay busy, or if you're able and want to work from home or here in the Denver area, that's an option.
Long-term position is also a possibility, which means my extra-long set of questions may be the most important job application you ever complete.
It's not for the faint of heart... Then again, neither am I. 😈
bootman98125 THE NIGHT I MET BRIAN, part 2
He hesitated. I wasn't sure why. Then he said, "But not here. Not on this concrete floor. Not like this. We can't do it upstairs either because this is a friend's house."I caught on quickly. "We could go to my place."He never did fuck me that night. His cock was too big for me to take (at that time), so I played with his cock and the rest of his body, and then fucked him. The rest of the night ended up being pretty vanilla, but I had no complaints. He revealed at that time that he was actually 20, not 25, as stated in his profile. When men lie about their ages, it's usually to make themselves younger, so I had to ask why he'd made his age older. "Would you take a 20yo Dom seriously?" I had to admit, maybe not. Even the one lie he'd told was thoughtful.Brian also turned out to be much more of a sweetheart than his Dom persona. None of the head games or verbal abuse that he'd previously engaged in. We fell asleep in each other's arms in my bed, later joined by my Standard Schnauzer, who adored Brian (a good sign). I woke before Brian and extracted myself to do normal everyday things, like load the dishwasher. Brian awoke with first a start, not realizing initially where he was, then what he described as contentment and a bit of surprise that I hadn't kicked him out after we were done having sex, as he'd so sadly grown used to.Brian and I became romantically involved for 2 years after that. It was fun taking him out on his 21st birthday to all the Seattle bars and clubs that he ultimately found "underwhelming." I had discussed several times with him how our relationship, with its 35-year age difference, couldn't last forever, but we enjoyed each other's company immensely. I even met his parents, which I feared would be awkward, considering I was older than his mother, but they were great, mostly just thankful that Brian was with someone who treated him so well. As our 2-year relationship began to taper off, we transitioned from a conventional romantic role back to kink, and the kink was (and continues to be) much better this time around, considering that we now knew each other intimately, had spent 2 years building trust, and I could now not only take his gargantuan cock (I worried he'd pass out whenever he got an erection because all the blood would go rushing out of his skinny body into his disproportionate penis), but could take it rough. I relocated to Southern Oregon last year, but Brian and I still get together for fun and kink and friendship. The man who ends up as his life partner is going to be a very lucky man indeed. As lucky as I've been for having Brian in my life.
alenaslight There is a proposal of a loving union of truth and clarity. Where you are seen completely, whether you want to be or not, you are seen. This union comes from God the Father when he sent Jesus Christ to gather his sheep. To save you from a very bad place. To save you from the devil's traps and lies. When I tell you Jesus loves you, he really really does. He aches for you to turn to him. Him and his father wish for none to perish but for all to be saved. Jesus is very patient and merciful. He doesn't expect you to get it right the first time or the fifth time or even the 20th time. If you are truly remorseful for a sin you can't seem to get rid of and keep asking for forgiveness and keep asking him to take it from you he will be quick to forgive. The Bible says if your brother sins against you seven times and seven times ask you for forgiveness you are to forgive them. He sees your heart whether you are honest or even if you want to change but truly struggle with it. Even if you don't want to change or don't believe in him or you like the world's way.... He will meet you where you are and show you things needed for your journey, your growth, your own faith. In life there are beginnings and endings. Let Jesus transform you from the inside out. Read his commandments. He is a teacher and closer than a brother. He can take all the ugly and make a diamond. He knows what traumas you've been through and he's not here to let life keep hurting you. He doesn't control people, they have free will and he doesn't interfere with it, and people will have to make amends for their mistakes, me included. However he is not the one that hurt you and he doesn't want to hurt you. He wants to change your life. He wants you to live righteously and he wants to give you life abundant. He said if you delight in him he will give you the desires of your heart. When you work with Jesus, earth time is not the time he's on. He's on the clock of eternity and that means our healing will take time, our transformation will take time, our wants won't necessarily come on our time, but He will never leave or forsake you. When you come to Him honestly and come repentantly he will not cast you away. He will start a work in you and will bring it to completion. There will be A Thousand Year Reign where Jesus reigns as King, I truly hope you are there to receive the proper teaching you need to transform into who you were made to be before this dark world got its hands on you. I pray from the bottom of my heart whoever is reading this that you be saved and transformed. Will you still drink from the cups of demons or will you come and taste what the Lord really offers?
nymphea These writings are my thoughts. They're neither right or wrong simply what I think and feel. Everyone is entitled to their own opinions;
Submission evolves just like everything else. However, we fundamentally stay the same. We have that deep need, want, desire to serve. I believe a Dominant will build a submissives confidence. He will build her up and show her how strong she is because He is confident in His Own Dominance.
Anyone can Own a doormat. Not everyone is capable of Owning a strong minded, confident woman.
Ultimately the submissive doesn't have to bow down to every Tom, Dick or Harry just because they call themselves a Dom. You do not have to address them as sir or master or any other title. Submission should be earned through Mutual Respect, Trust and Honesty.
Like any relationship it takes time to get to know each other. The deeper the bond the deeper the submission. I do think as a submissive we should try to conduct ourselves respectfull. When lucky enough to be Owned we need to be mindful that we are a reflection on our Owners.
Before a submissive is Owned they hold their power in their hands. They owe it to themselves to be strong and ask questions. Remember when you submit you are putting your life in that persons hands. Do you both want the same things? Yes of course you want to be led out of your comfort zone but, you want to be as safe as possible.
Always remember to have a safety call set up when you meet someone for the very first time. Listen to your gut. If something feels off then trust that feeling. Don't feel pressured into accepting things that don't sit right with you.
Most of all enjoy this beautiful lifestyle and stay happy and safe 👌🏻
Baronsoy Breast play
Breast play is a common and consensual activity within BDSM (Bondage, Discipline, Dominance, Submission, Sadism, Masochism) that focuses on the stimulation and sometimes restraint of the breasts for erotic pleasure. It's important to note that all activities within BDSM should be safe, sane, and consensual, with clear communication and boundaries between all parties involved.
Breast play can take various forms, and the intensity of the activity depends on the preferences and comfort levels of those participating. Here are some aspects of breast play in BDSM:
1. Sensation Play: This involves using various s or techniques to create different sensations on the breasts. It can include using feathers, ice, or even hot wax (with precautions) to stimulate the skin.
2. Bondage: Breast bondage involves the use of restraints, such as ropes, cuffs, or other materials, to restrict the movement of the breasts. This can add an element of submission and vulnerability to the experience.
3. Nipple Play: Nipple stimulation is a common aspect of breast play. It can involve using hands, mouths, or specially designed nipple clamps or suction devices to increase sensitivity and pleasure.
4. Role-Play: Some BDSM scenes involve role-play scenarios where one person takes on a dominant role while the other assumes a submissive role. This can include scenarios like a nurse-patient dynamic or a master-slave dynamic, depending on the participants' desires.
5. Safety and Communication: As with any BDSM activity, communication is key. Partners should discuss their desires, boundaries, and safe words to ensure that the experience is enjoyable and safe for everyone involved. Consent is paramount in all BDSM activities.
6. Aftercare: Aftercare is a crucial part of BDSM play. It involves providing emotional and physical support to each other after the scene. This can include cuddling, reassurance, and checking for any physical or emotional discomfort.
Remember that BDSM activities should always be consensual, and participants should have a clear understanding of their limits and boundaries. It's also a good practice to continually check in with your partner during the activity to ensure their comfort and well-being.
Opinion: It's important to prioritize safety and communication in any BDSM activity. Always establish clear boundaries and consent with your partner, and don't hesitate to stop if anyone feels uncomfortable. Mutual respect and trust are essential for a positive BDSM experience.
DesertDream You kneel, and the room inhales—not from fear,but from the gravity of your trust.
Power rests in my palmlike a living thing—warm, breathing, delicate.
The collar is not conquest.It is a circle drawn carefully,a boundary I vow to guard.
When I give a command,it is shaped with intention,measured to the rhythm of your pulse.
I do not take your will—you place it in my hands,steady as a gift.
And I hold itnot to break you,but to build a world
where your surrenderand my controlfit together
like lock and key.
DallasDomCpl If you are applying for a postion with us you need to keep in mind that each communication is part of the interview. So when we tell you to answer the 8 questions that can be found below in one of our other journal entries make sure to completely answer them all.
As we go through the process make sure you read our messages and answer completely and thoroughly all what is asked of you. In the end we go back and evealuate all of this before deciding if we think you are a good fit and serious about this.
Here is how our process goes.
1. You reach out to us first with a message introducing yourself, someimes we reach out to females we may be interested in and introduce ourselves and ask them if interested to do the same, either way you should be thorough in your answer.
2. Unless you read our profile and journals and answered the 8 questions, extra consideration if you did, we tell you to read everything ans answer the 8 questions.
3.. We ask you if you have any questions
4. we give you an email address for you to reply to so we can send you the house rules
5. You will review the house rules and ask any questions in them and once done decide if you are able and willing to live by them.
6. We give you and advanced questionaire to fill out and we ask any questions about it we need to know more about
7. We allow you to ask questions you may still need to know before deciding if you want this with us.
8. We decide if we want to try it with you and you do the same we exchange phone numbers voice verify each other
9. set up trial period
10. you do trial period and we discuss with you at end of it whether we are all in agreement to offer the position.
11. You get training collar for 6-12 months
12. Once we feel you are trained you get permanent colar.
tHEGovernessJ I want flowers.
I want to whip you.
I want to stroke your cheek and smile into your eyes.
I want respect and awe and understanding and love.
I want foot rubs and leg rubs and back rubs and anywhere rubs.
I want you to know when to reach out to touch and when to kneel and wait.
I want you to want me fiercely, desire me utterly.
I want kisses. Little ones, fast ones, fierce ones, thigh-clenching-good kisses.
I want you to touch me like you’re trying to memorize the texture and shape of me.
I want affection and cuddling.
I want you to drop your eyes when I demand and meet my eyes when we talk.
I want you to miss me terribly when we’re apart.
I want you to know what you mean to me, how I cherish you.
I want humor and debate and dialog.
I want you to kiss the side of my neck while your hands grip my hips, my back.
I want to see you crawl – just for me.
I want to look at you in that special way and see you breathe deeply with desire and anticipation of what you know is to come.
I want to fuck you, penetrate you, tease you, deny you, please you, torture you.
I want
You.
Mistresscherrypie You know what’s exhausting?
Trying to find a cuck who doesn’t think this whole thing is just porn with extra steps.
I say I want a cuckold dynamic, and suddenly it’s like a casting call for some low-budget fantasy film—every message is dripping in desperation, humiliation scripts, and requests to be called a “worthless beta” before we’ve even exchanged actual names. Sir, I don’t even know if you can hold a conversation, let alone your composure.
I’m not here to be your fetish vending machine. I want a cuck. Not a walking orgasm who calls me “Goddess” and short circuits the minute I say I’ve slept with someone else. I want the real power dynamic. The psychological play. The emotional tension. The devotion. The surrender that goes deeper than a dick pic and a dream.
I want a man who’s secure enough to be insecure in front of me—who can handle the ache and arousal of knowing I’ll take what I want, with or without his permission. Someone who craves the emotional weight of being left out, not just the messy details.
Where are the men who want to serve and surrender without turning the entire experience into a script from some recycled femdom clip? Can you be still? Can you be present? Can you feel it instead of just stroking to it?
That’s what I want,But until then, I guess I’ll keep sifting through the inbox circus. At this rate, I’ll find a real cuck after I find Bigfoot and a man who reads full profiles.
one can dream right
BecomingMegan Look, here's the deal. If you are going to make your first email something like, "On hormones?" or "how is your search going?" or "are you currently owned" i am going to either give you a smartass reply, delete your email and if i am in a mood i will probably block you.
So i will make you a promise becaue i know a lot of sub/slaves don't reply and it makes the effort of having written an actual introduction email seem like wasted time. If you send me an intro email that is more than 2-3 sentences, doesn't demand information of me right off the bat and actually does tell me why you are writing to me in the first place, then I GUARANTEE I WILL REPLY. 100%. I promise. (not including copy and paste generic messages you send to everyone).
Yes. I get it. I'm being cunty. That's okay. What you need to understand is that I get a bunch of emails every time I log in that have those annoying demands or questions or make zero effort. So, nothing about those emails makes you stand out from the others. So I repsond to anyone who puts in just the slightest amount of effort and ignore those who don't. It's simple.
Also: by means of an update, obviously I'm not 18 anymore but I'm afraid to update my profile here. my birthday is January 28th. So take the age 18 and the year i started my profile here and add a year for every year between now and then and you'll know exactly how old i. am now.
Finally, unless you are a really mean, perverted, nasty daddy, you're probably not the right Man for me. i. am looking to become owned property. Can i. be Your daughter too? Sure. But i. am not looking for a soft dominant. Unless You see me first as property and chattel, we won't be a match.
TotalOwnerforslave Maintenance Beating
There has been an on going discussion about maintenance beating. Generally, I adhere to the idea of that in order to keep the slave's mind right.
Of course, regular maintenance beatings are seperate and apart from punishements that may have been earned by the slave.
Certainly, when intially entering My service daily maintenance beatings are necessary to promote acculturation. Service to Me requires a greatly reduced ego in the slave. That energy that was once selfe centered in the slave must be redirected to My benefit.
Thing is, the slave that I desire wants exactly the same thing. However, not infrequently its social adjustments have included messages about itself that contradict its inborn nature and it lives in conflict. To the degree that conflict is resolved to that degree it finds peace and fullfilment.
There is the issue of pain sluts. These masochists crave punishment. With this type I do have alternate means of ego right sizing.
On an ongoing basis maintenance beatings will most likely be the rule in My house. The frequency and intensity of the beating will be tailored to My desires, not the slaves.
TheVintageYears Seduced by the similarities, but buggered by the differences
This was a phrase I coined while leading a business initiative for an Australian company trying to bring their product into the UK. It ended up being one of the most stressful chapters of my career.
At first glance, everything looked aligned:
The same (or at least similar) language
A shared business need
Comparable economic environments
And so on
But as we got deeper into the work, the differences began to surface:
Cultural and attitudinal mismatches between the people involved
Regulatory goals that didn’t quite line up
Different interpretations of seemingly simple terms like “independent”
Very different ways of handling conflict
And more little surprises
The stress built, and eventually the whole thing collapsed—not with a dramatic bang, but with the slow, weary “death by a thousand cuts” that happens when one key player refuses to acknowledge problems that have become impossible to ignore.
Why bring this up here? Because there’s a striking parallel in the world of trying to find a compatible partner in BDSM. It’s incredibly easy to see a profile—someone calling themselves a submissive or a slave, someone listing their likes and dislikes—and think, “Ah, promising match!” We assume we know what they mean. We assume they know what they mean. But that’s not always the case. Something that feels wonderful at the start can hit speed bumps quickly as tiny cracks appear and widen. Tension rises, misunderstandings multiply, and… well, you can guess the rest.
Finding a truly compatible, sustainable partner can feel a bit like throwing a dart blindfolded from 100 yards away and hoping to hit the bullseye.
And yet, we’re all still here trying. So on some level, we must believe the effort is worth it.
subNhou Appears i am a permanent chastity sub/slave. Locked 842 days as of 01/20/22.
As the sub, it’s a turn-off to see a sub-cumin during play.
While important both enjoy the scene, it’s all about the pleasure of the Dom.
An exception to “enjoy” is a discipline
The scene is about Dom’s pleasure and the sub should focus on them.
Moonsbowsonder
Her hands held the pen, the black ink swirling across the page as she signed the contract. The last time she would ever see her real name, the last time her date of birth would even matter. She paused, holding her breath in her shuttering lungs… and as the seconds ticked by like years, her lung’s released and the chime rang. The electronic paper instantly sealed the contact and the encryption code saved to the nanochip.A metal arm came from the wall, and in a quick second her eyes blinked, and the chip engaged.She was still her, her personality, her smile, her spirit, but her body now belonged to the New American Order. She fought as long as she could, the price of housing and food had risen so high she was living so poorly. They had removed all unchipped teachers long ago, uncipped could not work jobs that paid in NAObitcoin. She could only get paid in paper money which only unchipped could spend. The black market was dangerous and she knew the consequences.The government now allowed people to elect to be chipped as household wifes. They would live a normal life, raising children, and making their families a unit, and thus rebuilding the community which once made this nation strong.She was a beautiful women, her long auburn hair landed in near perfect curls, her beautiful eyes could sink the universe. She held a PHD and would make an excellent home school teacher for a man who had a large family.She sat in the chair, gripping the skirt if the dress, and staring at the wall. A screen came on and the host started talking.“Gentlemen of the NAO tonight we have a wonderful selection of wives. They have all signed in willingly so there are no confinement rules for these women. Lets get started.”The door to her room opened and she stepped in to the hall. She took the step and closed her eyes, her sister got a nice man, they are so happy. She was going to have the same, she knew it.“First we have this beautiful older model, she will bare no children, but she is sweet and caring. She has a good voice, pleasant demeanor, tested level 9/10 in cooking and house keeping, she scored 10/10 in intellect. As you know gentlemen she will be tested for sexual abilities, her current rating in the outside was 4.6 so definitely above average but those chipless have no idea.”The door opened at the end of the hall, she walked quickly to the door, she had watched this millions if times on the tele. It had become required viewing but the poor only got to see the limited view, they put so many propaganda commercials in the show it was hard to really understand what was happening.The men in the room were all high class government officials, they were all men who had created the order, and their first wives were probably in work camps, or dead from the war. The rebels attacked their homes and wives, so many ran to other countries at the end of the war. Now other countries were turned to watch as NAO rebuilt and became the world leader of technology and education.The days of the starving poor was over, well as long as you chipped up. If you were a normie your life didnt change except you had no rent, no bills, but you worked for the government and ate what the government gave you. It wasnt a horrible life, you married in your class, and lived happy. The problem came with people like her. She was smart enough to live with out the system, pretty enough to be a wife, refined and well skilled, and her date rating put her on their radar.She only signed up to find a match, she was sick of her lonely home. They just started letting nochips on the site and she knew better!When her rating hit its highest the rent in her area went up, the power for vehicles tripled, food prices doubled. She got a speeding ticket and that was it… she couldn’t pay her rent… and there Lacy was, to offer her a spot in the highest ranked tv show in the History of the planet. It was required watching in the NAO and many international countries allowed their citizens to watch and participate, part of the new Jenniva treaty.So here she was, the room was black, the ceiling back, the bed and everything painted in the darkest black. She stepped to the door and the door behind her shut.“Remove your dress and precede to the bed.” The audience wouldnt see anything, its black, there is no light, but there are speakers and they can hear everything. She pulled her dress off and sat it next to the bed. She was stark naked, her large breasts we’re hanging from her, her body shivered as her hair tickled her back. She crouched down and lay down on the bed.“Place your right hand on the board. Place your left hand on the left board.” Her arms moved and then click the magnet locked, they had implanted her with magnets and chips throughout her body. The lights clicked off. For a second she could hear movement and then the headphones clapped down on her head. Hands ran down her body and the audience cheered as the meter stared to rise. His hands found her face and he pulled her in to a kiss, his tongue darting about and dancing with hers. His other hand found her pussy, and he clamped his hand down. The meter went to 1.0, and then his finger slipped inside, her body wetting for him, his head tilted, and his eyes flickered in to the darkness. “Ohhh a fun one.” He whispered in her ear. His fingers began working her clit and her body responded, he rubbed and twisted and pulled as she moaned loudly. Her chip holding her back from orgasm but leaving her right in the edge. He paused, and his mouth found her breasts which made her moan loudly again as the meter kept rising 3.0,4.0,7.0. The crowd started to whisper as no one had ever gotten higher than 8 and she was just starting. He pressed his cock against her, his large head pushing hard, as her rating went higher, and then he pushed in, hard. His huge cock filling her and pushing hard against the top of her as she moaned loudly, the harder he pushed the rougher he got the more she moaned and flooded him. Her hips moved with his, drawing him deeper, harder as she ground herself in to him. He reached up and put his hand on her neck, the default for allowing an orgasm during testing and she came. Her vagina pressed in on him pulsating hard as he continued to pound her, she came hard over and over moaning loudly. He stopped for a second and stepped back. “Turn over.” Her wrists released, and she flipped over, she had not had sex like this in years, she forgot it was anything other than a glorious night of love. He gripped her hips and pressed his cock in to her ass, as she arched her back and moaned out loudly. He started to work her ass slowly and then harder and harder pounding her hard. She shook as his hips hit her ass with a force she couldn’t believe. It almost took her breath how hard and good it felt. He reached up and grabbed her hair and held it tight slamming in to her harder, his other hand found her clit. He wouldn’t let her cum, he had decided now she didn't get anymore, they were all his. He pressed harder and harder, her body sweating and her breathing rough he continued, as he came he slapped her ass hard. The number blinked on the wall 8.7 highest first test score. The room blacked.. the commercial started, and men whispered among themselves.“I think i might have enough to purchasing that one.” A tall dark gentleman spoke. The room fell silent, as a bell rang which meant a second test was requested. The testing fee was not cheep, but someone needed to know her limit.Two men with night vision glasses came in and helped her straddle a round saw horse, her leg magnet locking in place, her wrists, she could no longer move.“Its time for the maximum orgasm test!” The host spoke in an over excited tone, his own body reacting to the sights. The lights turned off and above her head a digital board read 4.“According to the chip she has already orgasmed 4 times, remember folks the highest score ever is 70, in 2hours and 10 min. Once we start this test we will continue the auction.She was cold, but as soon as she felt it the sensation went away, the chip overriding the warning. A buzz starts in the background and her body starts to prepare, the sound of a milker clicking away behind her also made her body react. The buzz and tick tick take her in to a trance, and her body relaxes. He inserts a large 1 inch dildo inside if her, he clips the vibratior clamp on her clit as she lets out a loud yelp.“Mute her please.” The host says quietly. The man hits a button and her moans quiet and she starts to orgasm.“Oh no not yet kitten we aren’t even there yet.” His deep voice echoed in her ear, as thr command found its protocol, her body slowed the orgasm, and then liquid squirts on her ass as he presses in and works a large plug, its vibrations start to sink with the dildo. Her entire body clamped down, which only made the sensation stronger as she orgasmed hard. "oh yeah I should… release." as the word echoed in her empty mind the orgasms rushed in..10,11,12,13… her biometric system counting orgasm after orgasm.He smiled in to the dark as the goat milker cups attached to each breast and turned on low, then higher and higher, as it sucked her 38h breasts deep in to the glass, 22,23,26.He stood there watching with his night vision , his prize will be a percentage of her price, 30,31,32. He grabbed a flogger and whipped her ass hard, a flood of orgasms came in 41,43,44. He spanked her again, 50."Gentlemen our special purchase has hit 50! can you believe that? alright next is 35, rating 4.5, cooking 6 but comes with optional upgrade option, overall sex rating 8 with a maximum daily use 3 times… the bidding starts at her debt to the NAO of 100 Naobitcoins. Let the game begin. " the host pointed to the screen where bids were flying in from all over the world."The timer has started… bids are up to 2,000… 2,300… 3,2,1. 2,600 NAOBC… And your name is Cynthia. congratulations and may you live in the peace of your submission. " the audience said along with the host."now were are we at with our live test… 67 in 30 min, 68,69,70! she beat the record!
She sucked breath in to her lungs as her body just kept going, she was dripping with sweat, her body begging for help, her moans muted her voice box turned off as she cameover and over. The machines clicked off her body shivered, and the chip took over, her hands and legs released as she stood, her brain not fully functioning. She walked to the bed her legs shaking and pulled her dress on. A door opened to a bathroom, an entire crew of beauty and glamor experts stood there. They had one commercial break to make her look fresh. She was pushed in to a shower the water spraying up and down on her in all directions. The water turned to warm air as she stepped from the shower dry and clean, the stockings slid on and clipped in to a pink and black garter. the corset top clipped in to place and then tied tight. her dress was slid over her head, and tightened down. Her hair was twisted and twirled and her makeup went on fast, a blinking light told the crew it was time.“Gentlemen it is time. How much would you pay? The time starts now…..” the
LeavingLV I suppose I need to update this along with my profile. As I said in my new profile, I am currently living in Virginia and owned as part of a household so I’m no longer looking. I only come here occasionally to chat with a few people I’ve come to know.
A lot changed for me at the end of last year when I moved here. This is only the second ownership situation I’ve ever been in. I have a scattered history with the couple who now own me so they aren’t a complete unknown but much of what is expected of me is very new. I am their new alpha and expected to manage the general household as well as some aspects of others that are brought in, either short term or long term. Their prior long-term slave left the household last month and they have taken on a new one, at least on a trial basis. I’m not sure if she’ll last but the mistress has faith in her becoming a permanent part of the household so time will tell I guess.
For those who were curious about my tech gig work, I took a couple months off and I’m starting some new work next month. It’ll be tricky balancing that with my household duties so I’m not putting much on my plate at first. On the plus side, since I don’t have any expenses here, all of what I take in can go toward investing my future. I guess that’ll be yet another new situation for me.. lol
ctandy86 Five hour drive for a throat fuck, part 1.
In the not too distant past I had an encounter with a young woman that was quite enjoyable on my part. After talking for a couple weeks she decided to come down and visit me for a day. She drove five hours down to where I was to come and see me.
Five hours one way with only the promise of meeting up to get some ice cream. It ended up being a bit more than that, but still, a five hour drive one way. So after the five hour drive we met at a dairy queen not far from where my house is. She was very shy, but she built up the courage to at least get a little ice cream.
We ordered and had some light conversation waiting for our ice cream to be made. Once we got it we went back to my car and sat and talked while enjoying the sweet treat. After we had finished and talked for a while longer, I asked if she would like to come back to the house with me. She agreed and went back to her car to follow me.
We got back to the house and went inside. Spent a little bit of time introducing her to the dog and letting her get a little more comfortable. After a while we migrated to the couch at turned on some unimportant TV show and continued to talk.
I asked her how she was feeling and what she was thinking and her response was simply "I'm shy".
I asked if she would be more comfortable texting me her thoughts instead of saying them and she nodded yes. So she turned to her phone and typed away. We had discussed at length the different things that we both enjoyed sexually over the last couple weeks. One of the things that she particularly enjoyed but was shy and bashful about was being throat fucked, used very hard, given little if any chance to breathe or recover, and having a man have his way with her for his pleasure.
My phone vibrated after she finished typing away. In short, her message said that she was shy and nervous but she really wanted to please me and just needed me to tell her what to do and she would do it. I asked her verbally if she was sure and she nodded yes.
"Good, very good." I say to her as she sits on the opposite end of the couch with her gaze averted down and away from me.
I move over to her, grab her gently by the chin and lift her face towards me. "Look at me." I say and she responds immediately.
I tell her "You're going to be my good little slut now and do what I want, but I know how shy you can be and I don't want you pushing yourself further than you can handle. So at any point if things get too intense for you, you are simply going to say Time Out. Do you understand?"
She nods her head yes again and I say, "No, for this you have to say it. I need you to tell me verbally that you understand and that this is what you want. Do you understand? Is this what you want?"
She turns her eyes downward again and says "Yes Sir, to both." With that I step back away from her and sit back down on the couch. "On your knees in front of me." I command and she moves immediately.
Oh we are going to have some fun tonight. I think to myself. Yes we are going to have some fun. To be continued.......
quirkylittle4daddy Creating a Space That Feels Like Daddy’s Embrace
an ingredient list of the nurturing daddy vibes. a casual share.
waterfall sounds.
crystal bowls..check the blue archangel michael and masculine color used by the youtuber. performed by a guy as well.
essential oils of immunity boost blended with palma rosa in the essential oil diffuser
ultimate music of silly chill nurturing daddy vibes kurt vile.bassss asssssssss ackwards
cozzy robe(mine is blue as well)
weighted elephant blanket
fuzzy long rabbit to imitate: a hug, a touch, a smell, a holding, a cheek to cheek cuddling a wrapping your body around and feeling a resonance. heartbeat to heartbeat. human touch.
What are some of your go-to comfort rituals or items that make you feel safe and cared for?
What sounds, textures, or scents remind you of being cared for or feeling at peace?
Does anyone else have a favorite song or sound that makes them feel completely held and comforted?
differentsub Since updating profiles takes so long, I will do journals instead.
I could have died last week. I spent 5 days in the hospital and the doctors told me if I hadn't gone in as quickly as I did, it would have been a lot worse. Maybe too late. It gave me a lot of time to think and a lot to think about. It really brought home that I am 66 years old, and people my age die all the time and that life expectancy for men in the USA is only 72. Of course there are a lot of factors that go into that and that is an average of all male babies born, and when I factored in all my personal info it came out to 95 years. And I take good care of myself and eat mostly the right foods and watch my weight. Still, this last week made me truly think about my own mortality and that for all that I don't think of myself as old, shit happens. And the older you get, the more likely it is to happen.
So I thought a lot about what I truly wanted to do with the rest of my life. I have already achieved a lot of my goals. Nice house. White picket fence, well it's red brick wall, but still counts. My kids are grown and independent. I have friends, hobbies, plenty to keep me busy. My retirement is funded and I can live comfortable for well past those 95 years. The real question is what do I want to do with those years. And being a slave isn't it. Well it is, but not all of it. I want to live those years. Travel, go to events, experience. And I don't want to do it alone.
I want to do it with you. I just don't know who you are yet. I know you are wickedly smart, have an engaging sense of humor and value integrity as much as I do. Trust has to be 100 percent in both directions. 99.99 percent isn't good enough. And you have to be a total perv. I mean make the average perv blush. And yes, of course with informed, consenting adults only. I'm perverted, not evil. You should enjoy geekery. An old girlfriend used to call me the elder geek. I was a geek before it became pop culture. You should have ambition. I am not a sugar daddy. Though if you are still on your way up, continuing your education or just starting your career or business, I can shoulder the load until you can hold your own.
I acomplished more before my 27th birthday than most people do in a lifetime. I deserve the best. At least the best for me, and I won't settle for less. And I seek a woman who also seeks the best for herself and won't settle for less. Remember the first Rocky movie? Rockie talking to Paulie about himself and Adrian? “She's got gaps, I've got gaps, together we fill gaps.” Let's fill each other's gaps. No match is perfect. Every relationship requires work for all involved. Both to build and to maintain. I'm willing to put in the time and energy if you are.
princesstomboy Something must be wrong with me
I have wandered out amongst the wolves lately... I kinda knew what would happen but like everyone, I hoped for different... I hoped to find that hidden jewel standing in the shadows like I typically do, alas fools gold emerged...
In my submission the power dynamic is very important, ( I do voice this upon meeting) I think it’s taken with a grain of salt but I communicate and try to warn of my insecure Self Protective Dominant Nature... I scream that I live my vanilla life in Top Space, I live there everyday, I have responsibilities there, deadlines, decisions, must do’s and I hold myself accountable to be all things and do all things... I can be quite aggressive in this world ( I’ve learned to live in ). I’m not sure these days if I’m actually conveying this or if it’s in my head .... Like a movie that plays in the background while you are thinking or doing something else.
You say your a Dominant / Master or even Top... I say I’m looking for a part time arrangement because I’m married in an open relationship... He is not a Dominant / Master however he is my Alpha. I am given free license to fulfill my cravings as long as it doesn’t interfere with my marriage... ( I will admit pretty cool and I’m thankful) I love my Husband and I do serve him too ... not sure he understands it all the time but if it wasn’t for my submission to him, I would have ran a long time ago... He holds very strong with me and he does remind me of who is in charge...
I then advise of my personality and my need to relinquish control but that a foundation must be built with me due to needing to trust you. I advise you about my role in my everyday life... Yes there is a lot about me ( sorry I’m so complicated) Then we start to get to know one another ... You agree this can be accomplished ... (Maybe in wishful thinking, we all have periods of that) you read my journals I’m open and honest with you. I speak of my short comings honestly I understand I’m a lot to take on ... I try to be as good as possible until you start to ask me questions or speak about techniques you don’t understand .... I try to explain. What I know ... I find out you have done no research in the lifestyle and have not reached out to anyone / or attended anything. The Power Dynamic shifts due to your lack of knowledge and I become the teacher .... Things then fall apart for me, I try to rationalize you are human and give you allowances for that .... but no I have periods of top space that go unchecked ... things crumble
This is my journey ... this is why I walk away ... This is why you might see me out and then I disappear... I love this lifestyle but I will say it is the hardest thing to understand in my life... Each time this happens it takes a lot of me, leaving me empty, sad and like something is wrong with me ....
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TheIronMistress Hello again to all,
There is so much more complexity to life and interests. In actuality, I am a natural born dominant personality and that is separate from and precedes bdsm. My mother said I learned to talk before I learned to walk because I realized I could get everyone to do what I wanted. Being dominant is as natural as breathing and has nothing to do with sex specifically, it informs all parts of my life and being.
First assumption people have is that being a Dominant is part of doing bdsm. I am not looking nor seeking anyone or anything. My life is doing and experiencing and achieving.
I would rather focus on art and business and watch shows and smoke bud and chill with my pits than deal with someone else's bucket list and wishes that I will fulfull it for them. Waste of my time when that is absolutely not sex for me. Just me doing something well for someone else because they need it and I am exceptional at most things I choose to do doesn't really make it interesting or exceptional for me. Just run of the mill.
My sex type is a younger ab'd up sexy twink in their 30's to 40's. Please note I am not looking for that either. I am doing me and working on my income and business.
Here to talk to and meet interesting intelligent people and honestly, practice blogging somewhere while I get my website up. Have the domain and the hosting set..... for a few businesses actually. If you want to be used and are concerned with sex primarily, find someone else. If you want a fun and interesting life and to do more in it... maybe I will find you interesting. I was sexually explorative and a NYC club kid (excellent dancer) in the 80's which was a shit ton of fun. Being in charge and very considerate can all be part of a dominant personality and are integral to all ects of my life.
Silly men who contact me asking about what fetishes I enjoy miss the point, fetish doesn't drive my life. I do. If you are telling me you want and it is only about your sexual bdsm needs in your first contact, you will get one email and then I will ignore you if you continue only talking about bdsm and sex.
While I do love many things bdsm, I do not love talking about them unless I already know someone. If I am going to share details like that, I will do so when my website is done and I am blogging and podcasting and using those stories and details for business for all to hear/read rather than tell them to a casual questioner.
I have stories enough from many ects of life to tell and let others live vicariously throughthem while I get some residual income.My being here on collarspace is to practice blog and, every once in a while, I make a good friend which I value more. Most of my actual relationships happened in every day life.
If you really want to know your chances with me, below is the criteria that matters:
I am more attracted to someone in shape, 15 years younger, with a brain, abs, and an interest in something that intersects with my businesses which use skills/crafts like painting, graphic design, wearable art, clothing/t shirt design, website design, leather work, beadwork, blogging, and podcasting, computer tecg hardware and software support.
There must also be a connection with personal interests which include a lot Marvel, DC, and sci fi/fantasy shows while working in photoshopand going out dancing and fine dining, when I don't cook at home (excellent home chef here), in-depth conversations,yes I read global news and poltiics and science every other fucking intersting thing I run into and research.
I learn a lot, talk fast, think faster and most people are overwhelmed. I do all of these things and more and I want someone who can get involved, keep up, and be rewarded with fun things that include yes, bdsm and just plain old hardcore fuck for an hour and get damn sweaty type shit at least once a day...which is actually my favorite thing. No huge dicks wanted jsut ones that can go for an hour or more...lmmfao. Older, petite and that shit don't fit, and not what I want.Lola the Iron Mistress
slavekjay
Thought time for another update.Still looking for that true lifestyle Owner to take kjay into TOTAL 247 ownership as Their slave to use as They wish and make Their lives easier and more pleasurable. Think as stated before, for the right Owner kjay will give himself totally to Them as slave property , leave all current life behind, to be owned and serve , as a slave should.
A number of chats have been done recently but so far none have resulted in kjay being taken as slave property, so the search for an Owner continues.
kjay thanks his "slave bother" who is helping to keep kjay focused at the moment, while unowned, this is helping alot
quirkylittle4daddy I Don’t Know Where My Poppa Is: A Little Girl’s Song, An Adult Woman’s Pain
"Food & Liquor" by Lupe Fiasco has always hit different for me, but tonight, "He Say She Say" felt like it was speaking straight to my soul.
"You see what his problem is
He don’t know where his poppa is…"
It’s one of those songs where the lyrics carry everything. No extra words needed from me. Just sitting here feeling it deeply—for the child in the story, for the mom trying her best, and how it translates to me as an adult woman with a little girl inside who never went away. Navigating a world where my core family of origin is my biggest enemy and the men I’ve tried to vet and sift through—the ones I hoped would be the real poppa—never came. It left both the adult me and little me saying the same thing: "I don’t know where my poppa is."
"You see what my problem is
That I don't know where my poppa is
No positive male role model
To play football and build railroad models"
"It's making a hole, you've been digging it
'Cause you ain't been kicking it
Since I was old enough to hold bottles
Wasn't supposed to get introduced to that
I don't deserve to get used to that"
As you read the lyrics and listen to the song, imagine that this is what us women go through—what I go through:
"Some days it ain't sunny but it ain't so hard
Just breaks my heart, when my momma try to provide
And I tell her, 'That ain't your job'"
This lyric is repeated twice—once from the mom's perspective, saying "When my momma try to provide and I tell her that ain't your job," and once from the son's perspective, saying "When I try to provide and he tells her that ain't your job."
For me, the adult me and the little girl—Little Jess—are saying this simultaneously, in one body, clearly, over and over. It’s deep. Like the Lupe Fiasco song I wrote about previously, "The Coolest," the dangers and the stories are all there. And yet, I can’t help but wonder—if men really evaluated what this is like when they pretend to step up and then leave horrendously, do they truly understand what this does? Not just to the adult woman they let down, but to the little girl inside, who they treated as a kind of Pied Piper, leading her into heartbreak.
Lupe, thank you for songs like this.
"I can't, I won't, I can't
I won't let you leave
I don't know what you want
You want more from me
She said to him, "I want you to be a father
He's your little boy and you don't even bother
Like 'Brother' without the R and he's starting to harbor
Cool and food for thought but for you he's a starver"
"Starting to use red markers on his work
His teacher say they know he's much smarter but he's hurt
Used to hand his homework in first
Like he was the classroom starter"
"Burst to tears, let them know she see us
Now he's fighting in class
Got a note last week that say he might not pass
Ask me if his daddy was sick of us
'Cause you ain't never pick him up"
"You see what his problem is
He don't know where his poppa is
No positive male role model
To play football and build railroad models"
"He's making a hole, you've been digging it
'Cause you ain't been kicking it
Since he was old enough to hold bottles
Wasn't supposed to get introduced to that
He don't deserve to get used to that"
"Now I ain't asking you for money or to come back to me
Some days it ain't sunny but it ain't so hard
Just breaks my heart, when I try to provide
And he say, 'Mommy, that ain't your job'"
To be a man, I try to make him understand
That I'm his number one fan
But it's like he born from the stands
You know the world is out to get him
So why don't you give him a chance?"
I can't, I won't, I can't
I won't let you leave
Now, now, I don't know what you want
You want more from me
So he said to him, "I want you to be a father
I'm your little boy and you don't even bother
Like 'Brother' without the R and I'm starting to harbor
Cool and food for thought but for you I'm a starver"
"Starting to use red markers on my work
My teacher say they know I'm much smarter but I'm hurt
I used to hand my homework in first
Like I was the classroom starter"
"Burst to tears, let them know he see us
Now I'm fighting in class
Got a note last week that say I might not pass
Kids ask me if my daddy is sick of us
'Cause you ain't never pick me up"
"You see what my problem is
That I don't know where my poppa is
No positive male role model
To play football and build railroad models"
"It's making a hole, you've been digging it
'Cause you ain't been kicking it
Since I was old enough to hold bottles
Wasn't supposed to get introduced to that
I don't deserve to get used to that"
"Now I ain't asking you for money or to come back to me
Some days it ain't sunny but it ain't so hard
Just breaks my heart, when my momma try to provide
And I tell her, 'That ain't your job'"
"To be a man, she try to make me understand
That she my number one fan
But it's like you born from the stands
You know the world is out to get me
Why don't you give me a chance?"
It's like, I can't, I won't, I can't
I won't let you leave
Now, now, I don't know what you want
You want more from me
I can't, I won't, I can't
I won't let you leave
I don't know what you want
You want more from me
I can't, I won't, I can't
I won't let you leave"
Have you ever connected deeply with a song like this—one that feels like it speaks to both your pain and your strength at the same time? If so, which one, and why? GenXMs So, many years ago I met someone on here, who absolutely blew my mind.
I'd never experienced control before and it was an amazing journey.
From the very beginning, the controlling of my time, as in what I did with my free time, updates of where I would be at certain times in the day so they always knew where I was.
Having to be available at specific times. Not a minute before or a minute after.
Controlling how and when I touched myself if I could have an orgasm.
Even my clothing having to replace my underwear with women's underwear. Sitting to go to the toilet. All these things which I was told was leading up to a very hard limit of feminizing.
Which was a total mind fuck. Because with each step that I was pushed and you eventually that that limit would be pushed as well and if both scared and excited me at the same time. Now I never knew as we never got to it if that would have happened, whether I would have been feminized or whether because it was a very hard limit of mine, it was simply used as a mind fuck.
Either way it's certainly did the trick.
The less freedom I had and the more control she took made me feel so submissive and so desperate to continue to please.
Asyra Drax & Scott Max - The Sun
Moments... (I) Count each moment Believing you'll set me free Wanting... Draws you closer I taste you on the air I breathe Touch me Feel me Come and feel the love this time that's in my heart and set me free Touch me Feel me Save me from this emptiness inside Here comes the sun Here comes the feeling Here comes the moment that we've waited for so long...
Addelle
Its been a year since I discovered nu-metal. It's spoken to me like no other type of music has...Like as if...I was missing something in my life. My thoughts Is interpreted through the amplifyed speakers. Then, the YouTube algorithm brought KORN in the mix and just went absolutely crunk nutty.
HouseOfHarold Those striking blue eyes gazed up at me, filled with worry. I had just finished an in-depth discussion about one of my business endeavors with her sister, who had offered her insights. As soon as "puppy" left the room, this one rushed in, knelt at my feet, and wrapped her arms around one of my legs. Both of these girls are my property, collared and devoted. One calls me Master, and the one looking at me with such concern calls me Daddy."Daddy," she started, her voice trembling slightly, "you always talk to puppy about work and projaspects, but never to me..."I knew what she was getting at. This wasn't about changing my behavior, but about reassuring her of her value and role."Well, sweetheart," I replied, choosing my words with care, "do you think you'd understand what I was talking about if I included you in these discussions?"She paused, then nodded slowly. "I think I would, Daddy. I mean, I'd try!"I smiled gently. "Little princess, you could try as hard as you want, but you wouldn't be fulfilled by it. You're comparing yourself to your sister, and that's not fair to either of you."Einstein had a quote that fit this situation perfectly:"Everyone is a genius, but if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will spend its whole life believing that it is stupid."She wasn't particularly intellectually inclined, and that was okay. Her role in my life wasn't about deep conversations or business strategies. She was my companion, a soft and warm presence for cuddling or holding hands. She was my background noise, chatting about coloring, makeup, and other girly topics while I listened with a smile. She was there to please me, happily using her body to relieve my stresses and desires. But business wasn't her forte, and I wasn't about to force her into something she wasn't suited for.Some might say I'm limiting her by encouraging her to stay in her lane, but let me give you another example.I'm fascinated by astronomy. The planets, stars, and moons, the chaos and order of it all. I enjoy listening to Neil deGrasse Tyson talk about gravity and watching old Carl Sagan videos. But that's where my interest ends. I wouldn't be happy trying to comprehend the deeper complexities of space. I'm content running my businesses and enjoying my harem. That's enough for me.Reassured, the little one returned to her chatter, nuzzling and kissing me softly. She didn't need to understand the intricacies of my work; she just needed to be the little girl she always wanted to be. Soft, warm, cuddly, and secure in her place.Everyone is a genius, but if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will spend its whole life believing that it is stupid.
Tain77 I am having one of those days today, triggers are pushing me into grief. Things I am reading, elsewhere, and stuff on TV. When I took two grief counselling courses after my mum died, I found out about the fact that grief can pop up at any time, often a random trigger bringing it to the surface.
Well today I am feeling very sad over the passing of an ex submissive, she found me on here, and after messaging me, I wasn't here much then, on another kink site, we got together.
It was good for a long time, she had more experience, and I was a relative newbie, having only a years experience, still she consented to being mine. I learn't so much, and I will be forever grateful. After we separated, we stayed friends until I got involved with someone, who wasn't her, the friendship ended then.
I had already tried once and another time would not have worked any better, so I moved on, but I guess she didn't.
I know we would never have been friends again, but I miss her, and the idea of the universe not having her in it, that's painful. I had hoped she would meet someone better suited to her, but that didn't happen before she passed. That breaks my heart.
The reason I am writing this, is, life is short, very short. It only seems like yesterday I was 20, and now there are fewer years ahead of me, than behind, and I wish everyone happiness, and fulfilment, including me. Thing is you never know the moment or the hour, people die suddenly, she did, my dad did and, well don't waste your life, live it fiercely, honestly, with care, consideration, and love.
Tain
Cucklife4me2 When Peter came to visit us. Peter loooked older in real life than he did in his profile picture. He was extremely well dressed and well spoken. He seemed mild mannered and not the typical Dom my wife normally goes for. After what seemed like hours of chit chat and a few glasses of red wine he finally got on to why he was actually here. That was to inspect Katie my wife and to find out how obiediant we were.
The conversation eventually got around to Katies underclothes. He started asking her questions about her bra and knickers. What colour they were, what material they were, where she bought them, how much she pays for them, how often she wears them. The questions were relentless. Then he asks if he could see her in just her bra and panties. He looked at me "You don't mind that do you Ted"? "er No" I replied. "Ok Kate I want you to stand up and strip down to your bra and panties for me" "Good girl" he said as she stood up and started undressing. She looked lovely standing there in just her undies. "Mmm" he muttered "A matching set, just what I like to see" He looks again at me. "Your wife looks very sexy Ted, does it bother you" he asks. "Does what bother me? that she looks sexy" I ask. "No Ted, does it bother you to see your wife take her clothes off so easily for another man"? "haha Oh no" I nervously laugh trying to make light of it, "I'm used to it now" I replied. "Does she make habit of it then Ted" he asks. "Well she is an exhibitionist" I reply.
"Ok Ted for this next part I'm going to require you to leave the room " "Oh no, Im comfortable now, I wont be a problem" I assure him. "No Ted as part of your obiediance test I must insist that you leave the room, go and sit in the kitchen and have a beer" he tells me. I want to interview your lovely wife in private, be a good boy and wait in the kitchen until I call you back in and don't worry I am not going to have sex with her, I will instruct her to get fully dressed shortly, I simply want to test her obiediance and limits, yours too Ted so be a good boy and wait in the kitchen until I call you back"
"Well if you insist" I mumble as I get up to leave.
Of course I don't go to the kitchen as told. I stand outside the front room door listening to what is being said.
I hear him telling her to remove her bra. the silence tell me she is complying. "Thats it my dear, just drop it there" I hear him say. "You have beautiful breasts Katie. stand closer so I can feel them, thats it" I hear him say. He asks her if her nipples are sensitive and by the sound of her shreek I'm guessing he is squeezing her nipples while fondelling her breasts.I can just about hear a few Mmm's and Arrr's and It sounds like he is playing with her tits for some while. "There lovely" I hear him say.
"Ok Katie, now the panties, Just lower them down a little. Mmm I love a fully shaved pussy, Wow that is very smooth Kate, Did Ted shave that for you"? I hear him ask. "Yes he did" I hear her say in a soft shy voice. Did he do that for ny benefit Kate" he knew I was coming to inspect you today. "Lower your panties a little more for me. Thats hit down to your knees. Part your legs a little more, Mmm thats it. That's lovely. Mmm your so wet Kate. Do you like this"? I hear him ask her. She replies faintly "Yes Sir I do"
He tells her to let her panties drop to her ankles. "Mmm just stand there like that for me" I hear him tell her. "You are so horny" he says. "I must get a couple of pictures" it goes quite and I'm guessing he is getting his phone out and photographing her.
I have been standing outside listening and wanking myself. I didn't want to cum as I wanted to fuck her after he had gone but I couldn't help cumming at the thought of what was happening.
I heard him telling her to kneel down and unzip him. She was obviously complying. "Thats it put it in your mouth, Ohhh thats lovely" I can hear him moaning as she sucks him off. After a while I hear him telling her not to swallow. "Hold it in your mouth" he tells her. from his groans it is obvious that he has cum in her mouth."Open your mouth let me see" he tells her. "Good girl" He tells her to gargle before allowing her to swallow. He again tells her shes a good girl and she knows how to suck a cock.
"I bet you've had a lot of practice" he jokes. Just clean me up a little" Mmm thats very good" he tells her.
I hear him say "Ok my dear you can get fully dressed now
and go tell Ted I said he can come back in"
"Thank you Sir" I hear her say in that soft voice of hers.
DominantbbwVT63 I am slowly starting to handle some things slowly, when everything comes at me in a great mass, I shut down and that isn't the real me. I used to handle everything straight on. I have found a way to push things back more into organization so I can handle it slowly on my terms. I still drive ppl nuts because I am dominant and it my home and here it is my way or they know the outcome. Shit will hitting the an in a day or two, as the person they gave permission to store a bear skin in one of my freezers that I thought was empty and shut off hasn't made attempt to come get it. I pay to keep the damn thing in deep freeze, and no one gets why I am pissed. I want it gone so the freezer can be cleaned and sold. Yes I am trying to down size makes me laugh they think I want to leave my belongings for them to use. I get a good momentum going and then someone pulls a shitstorm and I have to deal with it, because they are all attached at the hip. Oh well life is grand if you know when to duck.
pizzapuppiescows You know the saying, you are what you eat? I heard a variation today I like ever so much better. You are what you digest. Think about it. We, sometimes unwillingly, ingest things that are good for us and reap the nutritious benefits. We also take in those that have spiraling negative effects. And then there's corn. Yes, corn is an antioxidant and contains vitamin C, but for the most part it remains unprocessed and pointless. That's the definition of corn in this moment. Argue with me later about fiber. So, you've got your positive veggies and fruits and grains. You've got your negative chocolate ice cream. You've got corn.
What about when it comes to your words and actions? Are you filling your plate with nutritious positivity? Or are you spiraling negativity about others. About yourself. Your actions. Or is it all just corn? I find, and maybe some of you will feel the same, that I get lost if I don't have a daily agenda. Consider it the plate to put food on. No plate and you just walk around nibbling, not planning out nutrition, not balancing indulgences. I have no plate and no plan and I feel awful. It's all corn and I don't care enough about any of it to make a change. I don't want to have a corn summer. This is my reminder to build a nutritious plate every day so I ingest positivity.
Is this a little too in my head? It went in a different direction that what I was thinking. Originally the connection I made was about taking in the positivity in your surroundings and letting go of anything that doesn't serve you. Drop the corn. Only I seem to have had an epiphany somewhere in there. It could use a little more connection, but hopefully you'll figure it out. By the way, I love corn on the cob. Just not as a neutral state of being.
Someday I'm going to circle back to this philosophy and hashtag drop the corn. You heard it here first.
alenaslight They say before I knew you were mine, that I already was. That you knew from the start. From the beginning of time. Did you know how stubborn I'd be and how it's hard breaking and building someone being distants away? The ability to turn off submission when I want to do my own thing? As many times as I've sinned against you, I don't deserve you. Yet you stay, you say get back up try again. Even if we go through the same battle a thousand times you may go silent but you never leave. I feel my shame. I feel my guilt. I want to change but darling why is it so hard? I want to give you every good thing I am and know I could be. The potential is there waiting to be awakened into firey motivation and passion. Even if you can't save me, lead me in the way I know I should go so I don't influence others to do the wrong things. Let me be a righteous leader leading with grace and let me be a proper role model to look up too. If you can't save me, can you at least stick around until the end? I like you Jesus. Always have, always will.
MissDAR
Live the Life You're Meant to Live
You were not placed upon this groundTo stumble aimlessly around.A spark was lit, a flame was cast,A purpose born to hold you fast.
The breath you take, the time you spend,Was gifted with a higher end.Not just to drift, to merely be,But shape the world, your legacy.
Each talent, dream, and burning fireCalls out to lift your spirit higher.To squander it, to let it fade,Is to betray why you were made.
For those who idle, waste their light,Who fear to step or fight the fight,Will watch the world, a fleeting stream,While drowning in a shadowed dream.
But those who dare, who strive, who seek,To live their truth, though strong or weak,Will find the path that calls their nameAnd leave behind a glowing flame.
So rise, and live the life you’re meant,A fleeting gift, so wisely spent.For failure’s not to fall or trip,But to forsake your sacred script.
~ Miss Dar
commited12u
A submissive with Etiquette
To be owned by Someone who wants to understand me and know who i really am, Someone who can Dominate me like no One and mould me to be the best submissive i can be. Someone who will not give up if the road ahead looks to be undulating but will guide me to firmness. Someone with a “can make it work” attitude as opposed to dismissive. i am and will be a very committed and determined submissive who gives my utter respect, devotion and loyalty.
Patiently waiting for my Leader to reach out and take hold of the reins.
(i am unlikely to make first contact but will always reply to all in a fitting and courteous manner that should be fitting of an online submissive)
TotalOwnerforslave Reason vs Emotion
Many answer My profile with uncertainty about what and who they are. A few have even suggested (demanded, can you believe?) I kidnap them, confine them, torture them until (guess what?) they become what they actually need to be: a total slave.
More frequently, the neophyte slave wants Me to convince their reasoning self that they actually need to be what their emotional inborn self wants and needs. Engaging in dialog with this group leads to exhaustion on My part and ultimate discovery by the struggling slave that “we do not fit” or “it can not quite give up its current existence.” They are trapped in their own internal conflict that I would be hard pressed resolve for them.
On the continuum of living the reality and harboring dreams, fantasies and in born desire those described above are in the middle. Probably, as might well be depicted under a bell curve, that would be the 80% occupying the center range. My guess is about 10% of those with inborn need to submit will live their lives, probably with nagging discontent and frustration, without ever confronting that need. It is the last 10% of the population that I want to find. This last little group are slaves that have accepted what they are. Most likely, if they think about why they are what they are, they will consider themselves ‘born slave.’ Probably only 5% of that 10% will successfully arrive for my inspection.
So, in terms of what I do here, the slave the responding to My profile should not expect chat or kidnapping. But rather, be prepared to sacrifice enough to travel to Me for the possible start of a lifetime of what they were born to do: service.
Madametanya What I have learned from messaging with Slave Masters who actually know the proper techniques for taking a person and transitioning them into a submissive, gay, loyal slave who is happy in it's new life of slavedom and has no thoughts or regrets for leaving it's previous life of freedom to domestically and sexually serve and service a Master as owned property. The Slave Master who knows how to dehumanize the slave-to-be uses sensory deprivation, hoods, and calculated pain with restraints and whippings and ass spankings to break the potential slave with feelings of hopelessness until the slave yearns for Master to teach it to be happy with calculated release from the pain ect and slave learns Master's Routine and Protocol. Once Master has made slave aware of it's postion to it's Master, then Master can begin Training slave to be a slave. slave now willingly accepts it owes it's care and existence to it's Master. slave is kept restrained but is not like a prisoner in jail or like when the Roman Empire took captured soldiers as slaves and treated them brutally. . The slave slowly learns it's function is to work to please and pleasure it's Master. slave will even learn to thank it's Master for the periodic whippings and ass spankings by sucking and servicing Master's Dominant Cock after each Whipping and Ass Spanking as a sign Master is pleased to have a loyal slave.
suckyD How many Dommes have found this to be true?
The Servant's Deceit
I kneel before you, head bowed low,A perfect picture of compliance,But every "Yes, Mistress," every "No,"Serves only my own private science.
You think my submission is a gift,A treasure I place upon your throne,But in this carefully constructed rift,I'm serving only myself, and you aloneAre but the mirror to reflectThe pleasure that I truly seek,My true allegiance to respectIs nothing but a game, a trick.
You bind my wrists, you chain my soul,And think you've captured my desire, m1ssmay Miss May's Confessional is now open...
"Do not forgive me Miss May, for I've been a bad boy and I plan to do it again..."
This is a call to all my pervy pals to come forward and entertain me with whatever naughty diversions you've been having, real or imagined. Brag about your recent sexual escapades or confess your impure thoughts (especially regarding me <3 ). If you're lucky I might be into it too and want to join in on your fun... Seriously, I'm as depraved as you are and your fantasies delight me! And don't worry, my sweets, your kinky confessions are confidential.
On a related note, some of you are mistaken about what the free version of femdom offers. You're here for my entertainment, not the other way around, and you'll get from me what you put in. Be interesting, be open, be willing to figure out how to stroke my ego, and then I'll play with you. I'm not going to coax it out of you either, and expect to have your persistence tested. Don't be too proud to double message me if you think your last message got overlooked. I do make an effort to respond but life does happen.
And finally, thank you to you lovely gentlemen who admire me, check in on me, and wish me well. Your compliments and attention are much appreciated <3
-MM germansadist It´s really funny what kind of user are here. Many of the user used the words reliable, serious, etc. but by the most is this bullshit.Very interesting is that many user who have photos with a nice body (muscled or athletic) are not able for a live skype check. And when you ask them why or when they will be able they block you. Come on, leave to call yourself slave. You are not ! A real slave never habit like that by a master ! You are a shame for all REAL slaves.I have no problem when somebody tell me he is not interested because I am not his type or for with reason ever, but not to answer or to play games is unacceptable and is an insult to every true slave
suckyD 25
The silver circle gleams in firelight,
A hollow promise, cold and bright.
She holds it like a favored gem,
Between her fingers, diadem
Of her control, his sacrifice,
The metal ring, the final price.
"Twenty-five," she whispers low,
Her fingers tracing, slow,
The path his tongue has yet to take,
A journey for her pleasure's sake.
One by one, they'll be accounted,
Each when she has mounted
His willing mouth, his eager face,
In this most intimate, sacred space.
The lock clicks shut, a tiny sound,
That echoes in his soul profound.
A key now rests between her breasts,
A promise of his future quests.
He feels the weight, the cool restraint,
A newly formed, delicious pain.
"Begin," she says, and spreads her thighs,
A universe before his eyes.
His first obeisance, his first task,
No time for questions that men ask.
Just service, hunger, devout need,
To plant his mouth's devoted seed.
He counts them not in numbers, but
In trembling thighs, in every glut
Of pleasure that he pulls from deep,
While his own promise lies asleep.
Twenty-four more, a worthy debt,
The finest surrender, truly met.
McBee
I am pleased
to be very strict
highly Disciplinary
controlling to a fault
and an everyday spanker
all for a girl like you
If you are true servant
a service oriented woman
who does her best please
and thrives in a strict
and demanding environment
so my goal here is in
your Ownership
based on TPE protocols
all taught to you
within a relationship
of apparent
domesticity
and normalcy
but strict rules
you will abide by within
rules governing
as many parts
of your life
as I wish to take
into my hands
and put under my authority
you will have domestic duties
and
household protocols
such as
dress rules
your clothing choices
will no longer
be yours to decide..
your demonstrable humility
as you serve..
no huffing
no puffing
no eye rolls…
everything you
are given to do
will be carried out
with your
Respectful Obedience
as its base
and as its framework
you will be helpful
useful and a
very well Disciplined woman
my use of you
will make you
worth the time
it takes to
keep you
and train you
and pls understand
there will always
be the strap
for you to deal with
if you don’t do
things
as you are
expected to
thank you for reading
and if your profile
describes a very
nice girl needing
a new home…
a good home…
and much further education?
do say hello..
BMcB
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so I am revising my
profile here as I reconsider
my needs of the moment
the bedrock for me
is the slave I wish to Own
for the long term
to possess
to guide
and control
down to her smallest details
the one I am after is
obviously service oriented
maybe even genetically so
a born servant?
very likely as there are
born slaves in my experience
she is a girl needing to be
found and collared
then trained
and put to work
learning the lessons of
her submission
and her best slavery
and put to work in domestic ways
made to earn her keep
tending to chores..duties..
and my whims…
…daily work requirements
with strict oversight of
not only what she does
but how she does it
she will have tasks
to complete even
if it is decided to
allow her to work
outside her home
and she will complete them
and satisfactorily
before she is permitted
to sleep
she will be a pleasant girl
in all she does
and certainly in carrying out
all her domestic things
no huffing no puffing no eye rolling
she will be monitored
and overseen
in her free time
as well
and in another epoch
she would be understood
to be a scullery maid
recently come down from
derry or belfast I believe
where she would be
not so much
banished to the basement
as simply located there
where she would cook clean
and make tidy
the lives of those she
was Owned by…
and again all my slaves work will
be carried out
under strict oversight
and a good hard caning
of her bare ass
for any disappointments
she will be permitted
very slight unsupervised time
in addition she will receive
training in basic Obedience
with Disciplinary inspirations attached
to ready her for confinement and service
in her eventual TPE lifestyle
her submission will be intensely
exploited and can enjoyed at anytime
she is available for the pleasure
and gratification of her instructor
mentor employer Master care taker Owner
pick one!
and any others she
might be given to
for whatever pleasures
they might decide
to use her for
her cooperation in doing
whatever she’s been told to do
is fundamental to her
successful Ownership
and her training and use
are envisaged as providing
much pleasure for all involved
except for the slave herself
and before I forget
her slave pussy is going to be
closed for business
and will remain so
for her foreseeable future
however she will be ‘teased’ daily
and very intensely
with her orgasms properly denied
...this is btw only the initial training
of a slave in service…
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MstrB writing from nyc
I am here to find
an appropriate slave
and to Own that slave
I will only consider
full Ownership
and complete authority over the girl
I will decide most if not all
of the slaves affairs
her life
her training
her education
and her uses
these are mine to decide
and I will use them
I prefer to be strict with a slave
and I am close to being
a lifelong Disciplinarian
who enjoys
judging correcting Disciplining
I am well aware
that servants need attention
sometimes words suffice
but more often
the strap needs
to be brought
into the conversation
the slave will be taught to concern
herself with being
helpful useful and pleasing
and above all
Obedient
she is going to be
a very useful girl for me
and never ever make my wonder
why I took her
into my life
to begin with
MasterB
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