antoherfreek

Implements are fun. I have relatively few myself, but I do understand having walls adorned with all shapes, sizes, textures, and whatnot. Variety is the spice of life. 

I simply prefer to use my hands for things like tickling, spanking, slapping, and hitting. Even for penetration, too. And especially for scratching.

Coworker: "Dude, why are you filing your nails?" 

Me: "Got somebody to do tonight." 

C: "You're weird." 

M: "I know." 

It is not because of financial restraint, although it is nice to spend dollars on boots or suits or Asian food instead of implements. 

Only rarely do I refer to them as "toys." The bottom is the toy. If anything, they're "tools." 

It's intimacy. 

When I have someone over my knee, it always seems like holding a hair brush, paddle, etc in my hand is barrier of sorts, an encumbering knick knack in my way. 

I feel a great connection, and certainly a heightened sense of power, when I'm "working with my hands." 

No amount of paddle or flogger marking is as satisfying to me as a single red handprint on skin. Clamps are nice to look at, but it's so much more fun to *feel* that involuntary pull back between my fingers, especially if my hand is across a mouth. 

Intimacy, yo. Intimacy.

I think food/meal control is "totally hot" to use the parlance of our times.  

Telling someone what hand to eat with, what utensil to use, what size to cut the morsel, how to eat individual items of food, how many times to chew, etc.. is very exciting.  

Maybe make something quite spicy and strictly ration water(as no slave in my home will drink anything but unless she's being rewarded).  

Or perhaps feed a slave scraps of pizza crust.

How great of a an activity, having someone cook and meal and then not allowing them to savor it as it was intended to be savored... So fun!    

The possibilities are endless.  

I think it's appeal to me is that as Westerners, we are so used to expecting copious amounts of readily available, reasonably healthy food.  When that's taken away/surrendered life certainly becomes more interesting, and the concept of "giving thanks" becomes much, much more tangible.

When was the last time you were truly thankful for a meal?  Not for the company, or as a hunger relief, but for the meal itself?    

"Life is too short not to orgasm everyday." - gocryemokid.memebase.com  

Chastity.  Pssh.  

I've never been a fan of it.  Sure, I understand the concept behind it, but one of the few "liberal" positions I take in regard to BDSM is the right to cum/come.  

Orgasms, deep, full orgasms, are better than getting a handwritten thank you card from a lover.  Either giving or receiving, being even a small part of one is satisfying and for me, a critical basic law of being human. 

Cum control, i.e. permission and/or using/doing what to get to climax is totally cool though.  I think it's like a game of chess.   

I would be willing to indulge in someone's want for chastity, and then intentionally give them the weakest/quickest orgasm of their life.  That would be fun.   

I'm here because I'm looking for a partner/companion.  Someone who will live full-time with me, permanently.  If you wish to discuss any of these things with me, please do.  I welcome and enjoy intellectual discourse.  

The following is a loose collection of thoughts about any potential partner.  If you cannot think of this as the "ground floor" of our potential relationship, you have no business seeking companionship with me.  I am not looking for a slave.  That's easy.  I am looking for someone to become my slave.  

If you're thinking of a 24/7 TPE type scenario... well, not exactly, but very, very close.  

I'm not capable of being a Super Dom all the time.  I have bad days and weak moments like anyone else, and frankly, compassion is a big part of my approach to BDSM.  If you try really, really hard, you will have freedom(s) given back to you for periods of time of my choosing.  Nothing given to you(even punishment) will come freely and/or without reason.   

Financially, I am quite capable of providing for your basic needs.  However, this is not a free ride.  You earn your way through your service.  The level of service provided and freedom you require may necessitate a job.    

I'm a realist, I am flexible, and I am willing to alter rules and dynamics as the relationship progresses.  That is, until a "comfort zone" is found.  Make no mistake, this comfort zone is my comfort zone, not yours.  It will be when I am comfortable and confident with how you are acting, looking, and working in relation to me and the household.

Once a relationship reaches the point where you are ready to enter my home, the following will most likely by mandated.

Strict control and scheduling.  As a sign of, and way to cement, your total submission to me, EVERY aspect of your life will be mandated.  This will not be dumped upon you at once, but it will be built up to and constantly modified.  You can expect the following:

-Contact with the outside world, via phone, Internet, or in person is an earned reward.  You will not have more than five complete outfits of my choosing.  

-You will be kept shaven, clean, and slightly made up at all times.  You will occasionally be responsible for your upkeep, but I will usually bathe and shave you. 

-Most times you will be wearing some form of collar.  It could be an actual collar, a necklace, or some other simple reminder of your submission to me and my ownership of you.  

-Domestic chores.  You will perform them to my satisfaction.  Things will be inspected.  Correction(s) will be made, and appropriate punishment, if warranted, will be delivered.  You can expect to become an extremely competent vegetarian cook, and cleaner.  You will do laundry, etc..  You will prepare me for my day as I prepare you for yours.    

-You are to remain fully nude or in panties of my choosing 24 hours a day.  If you are cold, you will deal with it.  This should go without saying, but your body and mind will be free for my use at anytime and in any way I see fit.  

-What, how, and when you eat is at my discretion.  My household is vegetarian, and you will not "eat" in the traditional sense.  You will be fed.

-You will not release your bowels without my explicit permission.

-You are to address me as "Sir" or "Master" and you will speak only when you feel your words have weight worthy of sharing.  You will make eye contact with me when speaking.  

The above will all be integrated into an ever evolving daily routine.  If you want a "slave life" I can offer you one. 

Again, please feel free to contact me with any and all questions and/or intelligent dialogue.  Insults and flattery get you nowhere.   

Best of luck to you.

Ben