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This lady must have the best profile on CollarSpace: BondageWhore4U
Be more like BondageWhore4U Monday I will be blocking several people from being able to contact me at all . I am someone that actually meets in person . I am not looking for a pen pal or someone too scared to meet . I've already deleted a few troubled souls . It's summer time . If there is any time to seek out your interests, it's certainly nice enough to now . Just getting a bit more serious on who has access to me Oh no Im Blocked
So you contact someone after reading their profile. You can see that you don't fit what they seek but hell you contact them anyway. They chat with you whilst trying to make it clear that you are looking in the wrong place for the help you seek.
You then decided to call them names and block them. Maybe you need to look in the mirror as they are not the issue you are.
Respect is what you need and just because they seem to be what you want does not mean you are what they want.
SoS before its asked or implied or suggested, no, i do not ignore my basic rules he knows i will not cause trouble or drama and i , do not go behind -MY R./T-bACK,lie to him, or disrespect him or shame my family in any way. Y'all only get this one warning and reminder and well, i have a really really button pushing finger that i do not want to be tempted into taking Last memo i promise. if ya are responding to me and i click open your mail and the first thing i see is a picture floating out of a close-up of your cock, you can pretty much accept your fate that you are instantly blocked and will not even exist on the same playing field as the others here regardless of their gender or energy level, or role identifier. so simple unforgettable notice for you... 1 dick pic+1 ignorance of my rules or warning = -alarm bells guard dogs, sharpshooters and everything else turn you into dust to be cleaned up and mixed into the sand never to be heard or seen of again. ---yes yes i know;...graphic and dramatic.. but pleads innocence since she is unsupervised currently with her other half in bed this fine dark night;I truly do look forward to any and all responses i might have to be honest.. you being there for me today just means the world to me as putting myself out there is terrifying for me in general. *can not help the impish excitement of how many right now pigging out will even read the whole note and the panic sets in. just as A team heads off for their camps.. in comes B team who makes the realization not much got accomplished and something had to have happened...? maybe?. An actual exchange I had on another site:
Random Dom: I'll tie you up, and gag you, now show me what you would wear.
Me: *sends pictures of me in my regular attire of tights, corset and ballet boots.*
Random Dom: Don't like the boots. U Wuld have to wear heels.
Me: I don't own any, so I apologize but I'll have to skip this one, thanks though.
Random Dom continues to try to bring it back for about 3 hours with no replies.
I'm cool if people like what they like, this is why I'm looking for someone that likes enough of what I like to get started.
Check my profile https://fetlife.com/users/2504110Okay. Okay. I need to get some things off of my chest. Now that I have had some conversations, met a few people, I just want to say that I have standards and I would want my Dom to also be a person of standards. What do I mean by that? I make the effort to always be clean, smelling nice, looking pretty, etc. The bare minimum should be that my Dom takes some care of himself. I like when a man has taken the time to get a haircut,I like it when I can smell cologne on your skin, and after 11 years of trying to change a person, I realized that I indeed changed. We didn't want the same things and I got so tired of trying to convince someone to take care of themselveswhen I'm a fucking mess myself. Like, I need, absolutely crave Daddy but I haven't found him yet. If you're serious about something 24/7 and this is not strictly a kink for you, we might have some things in common. I've noticed some red flags one is that the people I was communicating with, they always want to be called Daddy and like, no. You're not my Dom, I don't know you like that, things take time to develop.
Also, if you're weird, Do not bother. For example, I'm not into pantyhose and for one person, that was a deal breaker. Good. Keep that shit away from me. I'm trying to find my perfect match on every level.
Also, I don't want your money, I have my own. It might not be a lot but I am not interested in any weird financial stuff. I'm trying to get my shit together in the real world.
And all I want is Daddy. I don't think anyone understands how fucking primal that urge has become for me. But please don't come on too strong. Give me time. I'm thinking about a normal conversation here, then on text. Then the phone. Then a video call. You see what I'm doing here? Look if things went well maybe I fly out for a fun weekend. I don't know but I'm open. When I was young. Many older ladies from my neighborhood,
older cousins, sisters friends who were 8+ years older were always
playing sexual type games with me. Never rape just playful type
things. Many of the older ladies had 70-80 porn. When I read
the stories I was most attracted to the ones about dominant
controlling women. As I got driving age I had a fake id and would go buy that type of porn on my own. I ahve had about 5 past
girlfriends in which we played femdom sexual games.
3 of them with much greater intensity. One of them
I did just about everything with. So I have experienced
everything I have wanted to. I found myself to be a great
oral lover and passionate pamperer. When one of the three
would reach a point when they themselves could not control
their inhibition, maybe because they were having rolling organisms
or near passion heights and would really let go, no concern for
me or my trauma but only focused on their own pleasure, I
would become a superman sexually for them.
I guess the more they were having super pleasures the more
I got into making that happen. With one of them, I was
actually scared of what might happen and we could read each others
thoughts without talking. That was truly amazing.
Thats a summary basically Been a while, lots going on! Some really exciting prospaspects coming up so ready to see where this path goes!
on the journey, I'm down under 220... I feel infinitely stronger than I was before and I think I'm going to just have to keep this up! lol I set a new personal record on snatches at 165 for 3 reps! I don't think I could lift that over my head even when I was younger and in good shape so yay!
on the search for the right boy... well let's just say flakes abound and I'm almost over it... oh well...
on an extremely personal level i had something I never expected to happen happen to me (advice appreciated)... I spent 16 years wondering who my birth father was, 3(ish) months trying to build a bridge between us, and 32 years trying to forget... a little over 2 months ago he reached out to me (first time ever) three weeks ago it was "hey really wanna meet with you, just say when and where and I'll be there..." so I told him Monday 1pm at my bar... *crickets*
I haven't reached out or anything but I really wanna be petty and post how I feel while tagging him since he reached out to me via facebook... I'm turning 49 in just over a week, ive survived this long with out him... maybe I should give up and walk away? Any thoughts? Survey Says?
What is your favorite thing to spank with and why?
What is the most common thing you spank with and why?
What is the most unique thing you have spanked with and where did it come from and how did you end up using it to spank with?
What is the most common infraction you spank for?
How frequently do you find your sub requires the correction? (Spankings or otherwise.)
Send your answers and I will do another journal entry with the answers.
Her previous Dom turned up at our house late one night with two of his mates He was saying things like where is your slut wife? Ive brought a couple of cocks for herThey had all been drinking and came straight from the pubI tried to explain that it was late and she had gone to bedHe went straight upstairs saying he was going to wake herI found out the next day when she told me that she was awakened when he pulled the bed covers completely off the bed She sleeps nude He made her suck his cock before dragging her out of bed by her hair She tried to put her house coat on but he wouldnt let herHe dragged her downstairs and into the front room naked in front of his friends This is Teds slut wife Holding her in front of them he pulled on her hair until she said yes, She loves big cocks dont you? again he pulled on her hair until she said yesThis went on for some time making her crawl on the floor barking and panting like a dog He made her Grunt like a pig and all three were laughing and making jokes about her I was told to go and fetch her whip and cat of nine tails he knew we had because he had used them on her before All three took turns whipping her leaving marks all over her He held her arms behind her back while the other two took turns whipping her tits She was crying her eyes out at this point They used beer bottles to masturbate her and even had her licking their shoes.
They ended up fucking her in all holes They totally abused her as I could do nothing but watchAfter they left we went to bed and I gently made love to her She admitted to me that she loved every moment of her ordeal Her cunt was absolutely saturated so I knew she was telling the truthShe once said to me that it is not about the sex, she can walk into any bar and get a man for sex For her the sex is nice but it is all about the pain and humiliation She can get a man to tell her how beautiful she is but again that is not what she wants deep down
Does anyone else have piles of books you haven't read yet? I've got cases upon cases full and piling up on top of each other, mingling with those that have been read. But then I've got the books I'm going to read next. And the books that are important topics I need to focus on. And the books that I borrowed and haven't given back yet. And the two books I've started. And the secondary pile I'm in no rush to read but moreso than the bookcase books. I like the look of stacked books. They make the room cozy. Relaxed. If I'm reading I'm not focused on things that bother me. Stacks of books are like little towers of bubble wrap, keeping me out of emotional harm. If only I got to more of the piles. But they aren't going anywhere, and there will always be more than I can get to. I hope it's always like that. Through the Lens of Rika: The Sophia-Michael Connection Unveiled
this piece is on the vibes of the soul lineage/shard/fractures of the sophia energy woman and the archangel michael guy. of course as it always is on my side of the internet. but this time it's about either the beginning of the relationship or what happens when one of us meet each other either online or in person but do not go through with initiating past a surface level connection. this is through the analysis of the song the others by rika. even the music video showcases this lovely too.
when a femme/women of any gender expression meets an archangel michael soul encoded guy fireworks spark. chemistry is there. and an underlying pull comes. it can be pretty clear to those who work with energy and all the signs that will come if it's just this dynamic going on or something more. there will be more signs/synchronicities/depth/alignment going on if they are supposed to be your woman and you are supposed to be their man....but each of these sophia's and michaels have an underlying current of spark, magnetism, and probably some type of attraction going on than other energetic signatures out there. just do. why? not sure i was given the esoteric awareness without the whys yet.
let's pull out the lyrics to start the incantation as usual shall we?
verse
We're not together but I feel like we're together
And you know what
That when you leave you're like a mission puzzle piece
'Cause you know
Yeah boy you know
pre-chorus
I try and try a million times
I wish that I could read your mind
Day to day I can't come back
I love the way
chorus
You know you're nothing like the others
No, you know you're nothing like the others, yeah
'Cause you can call me, put you on me
'Cause I'm all you need boy
You know you're nothing like the others
No, you're nothing like like the others
verse
I can be the lion, no one got you on my mind
It feels good, so good
Mhh, you're away I'm dreaming of those days
This is so good, so good
pre-chorus
I try and try a million times
I wish that I could read your mind
Day to day I can't come back
I love the way
chorus
You know you're nothing like the others
No, you know you're nothing like the others, yeah
'Cause you can call me, put you on me
'Cause I'm all you need boy
You know you're nothing like the others
No, you're nothing like the others
bridge
I can know myself, I can now myself, no one, no one knows
You know me so well, you know me so well, so let's lose ourselves
No, I can know myself, I can help myself, no one, no one knows
'Cause you, you know me so well, you know me so well, so let's lose ourselves
chorus
You know you're nothing like the others
No, you know you're nothing like the others, yeah
'Cause you can call me, put you on me
'Cause I'm all you need boy
You know you're nothing like the others
No, you're nothing like the others
outro
I can know myself, I can now myself
No, you know you're nothing like the others
You know me so well, you know me so well, yeah
'Cause you can call me, put you on me
'Cause I'm all you need boy
You know you're nothing like the others (Yeah boy, yeah boy)
You're nothing like the others
instead of starting at the beginning i want to start with the bridge.
"I can know myself, I can now myself, no one, no one knows
You know me so well, you know me so well, so let's lose ourselves
No, I can know myself, I can help myself, no one, no one knows
'Cause you, you know me so well, you know me so well, so let's lose ourselves"
sophia again is the archetype of the original source of women that comes from knowledge knowing the foresight the ability to understand what is going on..a deep awareness of the future the deep ability to see ahead of the present and to tap into past present and all directions of awareness right?
this song says, i can know myself.
she knows HERSELF first....only by knowing herself can she understand what she sees around her. and in knowing herself she sees her outside world clearly.
through seeing her outside world clearly, i typo-ed outself.....i think that's a spiritual interesting typical..outside of the self....anyway through that she can clearly understand how other mens energies around her work. and she can seek the michael aura and how it looks in the sphere of men vs. the other energy and archangel qualities men carry. and if a man doesn't have angelic energy what that looks like as well.
unless you have the ability through whatever your psychic strength is to see it, no one else might be able to pick up on what you see. and then, no one might know or the average person might not know what you are picking up on.
not only that...no one will know yourself more than you. and through knowing yourself, you can see how deep this michael uses his golden boy the lead of the angel's keen tactical warrior senses to hone in on you. to see beyond what most men would not go into understanding. and because of your awareness of yourself and others, you see how heavy this man is going in on you. and for these michael men they sniff out women like me, like my sisters in a way they can just pick up on nuances that many would take longer to get.
michael and sophia after all are the same soul cyrstal if you will broken between two gender energy expressions. and now that we have the masculine and the feminine in different bodies it can often look in a multitude of ways...and this dark starseed archetype of the two spreads the way this looks into more finite details. a core of shared basics but things people might deem as 'too separate' simply different variables to figure out which way is the most optimal at once.
once she uses her knowledge and sees you....she's ready regardless of what the outside world or other appearances say to lose herself in you! why?
because she found your energy signature and essence.
YOU'RE NOTHING LIKE THE OTHERS!!!!
the song opens up in a fanfare brass moment. and it has cheers and celebratory vibes. this also goes into a vibe of fanfare of winning a war/battle spoils that would come naturally for an archangel michael masculine energy and her coming From yo momma's box to a pine box. Up over and onward.
Recently made family less and homeless . Been couch surfing and working freelance in
the corporate a/v industry... Looking for some one who wants to take ownership of me since I
have no family here anymore I have nothing to hold me back now.
So any old Dom's that can afford a pet I m your kitty. And the one who adopts me gets my
Unconditional love and respect u. You can find solidarity in me and I would always have your
back even if by all accepted weights and measures you are " in the wrong"
Wanna k ow a secret?
Up there, under "Who's Viewing Me?"
You know... where it show me the profile pics of the people who have viewed my profile?
When a picture is just a pic of an erection or a cock cage?
I click the little X to hide it.
Not that I dislike seeing one when I'm gonna enjoy it personally.
But if it's your profile pic, it either means it's all you have to offer, or it's all you ARE.
Are you just a dick who likes to shove your dick in the face of everyone you meet?
Or maybe you never grew up and out of the toddler stage of obsession with it.
Either way, it's boring, and doesn't speak well of what you'd be like in person.
So I get rid of it.
So do most women I talk to.
Which may be the opposite of what you were hoping for with your profile
So maybe it's something to think on, eh? i am a submissive man... i have had submissive tendancies for as long as i can remember... it all started with a dream...
Around the end of Oct '22 i met a kitten... how we initially met isn't that important. But the chemistry was obvious, to me at least. We arranged to meet at the coast where we both live.. as it turned out the kitten lives about a 10 minutes drive from where I live. While we were walking the boarwalk, we stopped into a bar.. neither of us drank alcohol, but the conversation was interesting, as the kitten pointed out women she thought attractive.. which led to her confession that she was bi. As we left the bar.. we stopped at a tattooo shop, inquired about nipple piercings (for me, as i always wanted one pierced).. turns out both of hers are pierced, as i discovered while there. We walked back to our cars.. stopping for some frozen yougurt concoction, it wasn't very tastful as I recall.. while having the snack at a table by the sand... kitten admitted that she "was into pain if properly administered". I was a bit taken aback, but as i am core sub, i understood completely what she was saying. Understanding, that, for me, infliction of pain in various manners produced chemicals and allowed me to forget the grinds of life for a moment or two.
We enjoyed each others company. Upon departing, as I walked her to the car, I stole a hug and a kiss, that we both seemed to enjoy, and i recieved a positive vibe as we said our good bye's.
We texted each other later the following week, "I hope to see your place sometime soon" she texted.. I decided to invite her to the beach again the the following Sunday morning, but schedules wouldn't allow... we did decide on late brunch, we would meet at my place. (the story goes... she was clamped on the couch.. i pulled her nipple clamp chain while i banged her with ma fingers, she came multiple times) CMNF for he most part during tis session.
Decided she was a slave and not a kitten or a submissive..
Reminder notes to write about...
The next Sunday we had brunch... I finger banged her on the couch and told her I wasn't going to fuck her yet... i was going to make her wait.. she wanted to get slapped in the face.. I had serious Dom drop after this as it went against my grain to soo much as lay a finger on a woman.. called her the next day to check on her mental state, cause mine wasn't great.. she was in a very good mood and happy.. the slapping got easier to deal with as we progressed in our process and play.
Two Sundays later we had cropping session.. and caned her.. with her new cane.
She got covid... two or three weeks later.. she came over for an hour or two before going on break with family.. in front of the fire.. she dry humped me until orgasm.. she came when i pulled her hair while she was doing this... like instantly as I tugged on her main.
She went on xmas break
When she got home Jan 12th, that Sunday started with otk after she came out of bathroom in nothing but xmas gift panties... told her to pick a tool from the closet, she chose crop, dragged her into the doghouse by her hair.. we had a cropping session, left marks, she rode a dildo stuck to a saucer plate (while throating me) had a very intense convulsive orgasm while doing this... dildo was expensive and nice one, after cropping and then gave me the blow job of my life... sucked on my balls while stroking my cock, almost made me nut but i stopped her.. was going to fuck her later.. after she worshipped my feet, failed doggy, as I lost my erection in hassle for condom, or she would have gotten fucked.. i was hard all night before that, but she was kind and understanding about it.. I just felt like my cock had been hard for so long all night it was just done lol.. after cropping.. she came again before she left on the couch, during her aftercare session i rubbed her button until she came... after she had put all her clothes back on... they all came off again.. she dressed and left.
We met briefly.. at a bar.. i don't drink but she had two glasses of wine.. we flirted with each other and she said she was going to fuck me.. we went our seperate ways.. we will go to a club to see bulesque next Thursday, but she will come of to get used monday prior.. to be continued.
We met again when she came over.. i wonder if she stricly comes over to be used.. i was giving her aftercare and massaging her red welted ass... i noticed her butthole was so pink.. and pretty.. my mouth found its way there somewhat naturally.. it was a first for both of us.. she loved it and so did i. She certainly earned it.
Haven't seen the kitten going on three weeks... between her studying and spring breaking... I was taken aback when she texted me saying she wanted to come over next weekend.. i think the stress of school and all the studying has gotten to her.. she misses the distraction of the crop.. and needs some masochistic distraction. More to come..
Went to browse journals and menu on the left is missing. Software issues?And, some of the journals shown aren't even signed, and have no link to, the person who wrote them. Let's see how this one displays. And whether things revert back to normal in the coming minutes or days... or weeks?
Edit: Aha, if you scroll down 22 screenfuls on a desktop or laptop, yes I counted, then the menu appears on the left side..so software is still not working right but the issue is not lack of any display, but displaying it only after you scroll all the way down to end of first batch of journal entries. Also using a different browser and same issue, so not just a problem with one browser. Oh well, it's still much better than back when we had no Journals at all. And hopefully will be straightened out soon. Last profile wasn't showing.
So here we go, i am looking for 2 females for poly, those who can take or not but will take pain, also 1 for domestic chores.
I have a illness, so i live with my brother, so that puts most off, but you don't try, you don't get.
If you can see past that, then great. Who else has come across dozens of profiles over the years that go like this:
"Not much to say now but I'll be adding lots more detail SOON"
Date of profile: Years and years ago (yes I realize that in theory they might have just put that current profile in yesterday (so before that it said what exactly?) Also unlikely..and usually confirmable that they've had the profile say that for years..profiles the login page features again and again so you've seen it say that same "much more, soon!" promise on their profile for a long long time)
And this went on long before making changes in profile put your profile on hold for weeks or months on end, so while today I can understand people hesitating to change, this "will add lots more detail soon" and yes they say "soon"..this has always gone on. Makes you wonder..
Unrelated, and non sarcastic praise for part of a recent journal entry where she said:
"My life has included fantastic sex, better than yours in most cases. I prefer to wait to have a superior time..."
The praise is for the "in most cases" part she put in. Accuracy and recognition of variosu shades, rather than mere bravado. Yes it's a low bar, but still nice to see people exist here that are gounded enough to add those words. I've been single for a long time and have been online here {and a few other sites} off an on over the years. Always open to making frineds though if online only it can be hard to be active as life is busy.
I would really like to explore submission to a Dom, Daddy, Master and local is best because it provides the opportunities to enjoy frequent time together and time for play. Because my sexuality is intertwined with my spirit and soul, I cannot have just a physical relationship without first working on trust, admiration, enjoyment of the other person outside the bedroom also.
Have been actrive in the local kink community in the past and would enjoy that again!
PS I do have an exhibitionistic side and so attention is very much appreciated by this BBW! Are you out there? My Perfect man? I am naturally dominant. I need you to be naturally submissive. Someone with your own mind and a good sense of humor. Someone I don't have to force into this dynamic. I need you to choose this, to choose me. Accept me as I am and I will love you unconditionally. If you are asking for a way out before we even have a conversation, then you're not for me. I know I'm not perfect. I'm a big gal with flaws. I smoke (not cigarettes). I'm 35 and I still want kids. I have many people in my life who look to me. One of the many reasons you will need to come to me. I'm using this to vent.
I am very frustrated and depressed.
In the month of August I've had two deaths and I had to put down my 3 pound baby girl, Mulligan.
.on top of this I have had a 100.00 increase in my rent. It is killing me,
For I'm being priced out of my home and area.
I have been looking for a place to live, or purchase, but I don't have a lot of options. Presently in the DC metro area, and
I cannot afford anything here.
At 63 almost 64 , this is not where I invisioned myself. And yes it
Is a crappy place to be.
I'm feeling very down.
So about 13 years ago, I was in club pedestal in London, it was nearing the end of the night, is been my usual shy self and not spoken to anyone.
So then I saw this amazing looking woman, dressed in a green dress, with some beautiful flowers painted on one face cheek.
So what did I do?
That's right, I stood up, walked right across the dance floor and introduced myself to her.
Not long after we were meeting regularly and we embarked on a year long experiment in Domme, slave dynamic. We both learned many things.
Eventually it ended, we became the best of friends and still are today. She's now a professional Domme and is damn good at it too!
Why am I telling you this? Well there are new people out there, who don't know what to say to a dominant or how to act, it's easy, they're people just like you, tray them like a person, be yourself, unless you're a cunt!
Most submissives and dominants just want to be talked to like humans.
BTW I'm on fetlife if anyone wants to make friends? Same user name. I understand with me being paraplegic most women will pass me by and never find out how a life and service to me could be full filling and fun. I am looking for only one don't need or what a harem. I do have some darker interest. Is interesting you find one who states they understand and are interested, then they ghost you. Are the women here just looking to play at this only?
What does it Take to get a woman who want a relationship in BDSM? Waitress the Musical is in theaters for a few days, in case you were not aware. I saw it twice. I have been listening to the soundtrack for quite some time so while I'm familiar with the music and the story, it was nice to put it all together. It gave it more meaning, and definitely endeared several songs and characters that I had quickly dismissed prior. I highly recommend it if you have time tomorrow. Last day.
There is this one character, Dawn. She works at the diner and is quite quirky and loveable. She has a song that is entertaining, and in my opinion, extremely heartbreaking. There are two lines that hit me:
What if when he sees me, what if he doesn't like it? What if he runs the other way and I can't hide from it? What happens then?What if when he knows me, he's only disappointed? What if I give myself away only to get it given back? I couldn't live with that.
I feel that so much. That feeling of not being sure, thinking I'm not enough. That I'm not worth the effort. It's something that resurfaces in rocky relationship times. And sometimes for no reason at all. To drown it out I need to be loved out loud. Consistently. To quote another song, this one sung by Dawn's also quirky beau:
I love you like a table. Cover me in stuff and I will hold it up, strong and stable. I love you like a table.
I'm a lot of work. I know this. I also know that somebody out there won't mind. A little poetry? Sure, why not.
In realms where love unfolds its gentle sway,
A man finds bliss in night and sunlit day.
Within the dance of hearts, a truth revealed,
In female-led embrace, his joy's congealed.
Beneath her gaze, a beacon burning bright,
He revels in the tender, guiding light.
Her strength, a fortress that he gladly seeks,
In every whispered word, the solace speaks.
No tyranny, but harmony they find,
A partnership where hearts and souls entwined.
He cherishes the power she bestows,
A union blossoms, like a fragrant rose.
Her laughter, like a melody divine,
Resounds within his heart, a sweet design.
Together, they traverse life's winding road,
In tandem, love's enchanting episode.
She leads with grace, a compass sure and true,
He finds his purpose in her eyes of blue.
Her wisdom shapes their journey through the years,
A symphony of joy, dispelling fears.
He revels in the kindness she bestows,
Her love, a river, steadily it flows.
He willingly surrenders to her care,
In tender moments, love is everywhere.
No shackles bind, but freedoms they unfold,
In her embrace, a sanctuary bold.
A partnership where balance finds its place,
He celebrates the joys of her embrace.
In shared delight, their spirits intertwined,
He savors every moment, love defined.
A male perspective on this blessed path,
In her-led love, he finds eternal warmth.
Thoughts on a new 'person' one step removed
.
Sending messages to new people is fraught with nervousness and trepidation as there is no real way to know how they will be received.
A non-reply obviously shows something, but only if the sender knows the message was received to then be ignored.
Age, sex, orientation, role, even distance, of both parties, will also give an indication of how it will be read and dealt with, but this can be offset by the BDSM world where some of the more obvious criteria do not apply so ‘strongly’.
Asking the question(s) that you really want the answer to, but almost dare not ask or do not ask, does not make life any easier – for both parties.
Being submissive or ‘overly’ friendly can lead to misunderstanding when replies are sent. Or lead to further messages to clarify the previous text ‘meanings’.
Obviously, this is like real life too, social media is also full, maybe more so, of miscommunications.
So, from the perspective of this writer, being:
Male, semi Straight, Dom, Creative, of no discernible cult or type (unless being a keen biker counts), older than most, slightly shy and as arrogant as fuck concerning his own Domly skills. Writing a message and sending it out into the ether to land at a stranger’s mail box is still a thought provoking act.
Therefore, after drafting a message, editing it, almost sending it before seeing ‘there’ and not ‘their’ so editing it again and then rewriting half of it you press the send key and sit back and try not to wait for the answer.
If no answer appears after a week, or a month, then you don’t need to think about it anymore and file it under ‘ah well, that’s a shame’.
If a reply appears, especially with witty words ‘linked’ to your (what you hoped were) witty words, then a whole new set of ponderables start to take form as you sit in front of your keyboard about to reply.
Was the reply sent because ‘she’ is a polite submissive, because 'she' was a polite human being, liked the style of the message compared to the dross many send, or is ‘she’ actually interested in getting another message?
So, message 2:
More forward, Certainly. More confident, hopefully. An easy question or three, taken from their profile info to show you have read it, is a good idea. A little more information about ‘Me’ and even more about why the first message was sent – bravery test time.
The wait begins again! If a quick reply this is either a good sign with answers and questions of ‘her’ own or a version of ‘Go away, I was polite once don’t push your luck’.If a long pause, then the normal questions nag at your lizard brain again until that ping sounds, and a reply appears – the previous 2 types obviously still apply.
If the reply is positive then now it is time to stop pussyfooting around, ask the question, give your reasons why they really should say yes and agree, and, if using a useless forum, like FetLife or the million other internet sites, give them your email or phone number, for text or WhatsApp, for easier chatting. This will either get a happy 'ok' response or the ‘maybe later’ reply, which is not so encouraging,
If you reach this point, then it should be fairly plain sailing to send the next message, getting to know them and even meeting or, obviously, putting your foot in your mouth and getting a 'goodbye'.
Thoughts over, now just need the 'she' to see this in the hopes it helps with My communications.
I've never done a journal entry.
Let's see. I guess my update would be that I'm 😔🥺 biased. If your Hispanic or Latin origins I'm gonna be attracted to you.. I'm gonna be more forgiving cuz of how attracted and how much I love that culture. So I'm begging you, on my knees, begging, if you are of Hispanic or Latin origins please DON'T tell me or show me a pic until AFTER we talked and decided we might be more. I don't want to be swayed or heavily influenced by my lust or my nympho, greedy, needy, pussy. Sighs. This has been my TedTalk thank you. My Heart Is a Lighthouse
My heart is a lighthouse.Inside it, a light that never goes out.Even when dim, it sends its signal —a soft pulse across the waves,trusting someone is out there,sailing slowly but surely toward me.They hold the key to the door.And when they arrive,they’ll know it was always theirs.
More and more, I'm seeing females talking about wanting to go back to a '50's household. Usually, they are over 30, having failed to get the free ride our society says is owed them. Typical. Things are getting rough. And instead of taking responsibility for their actions or in-actions, they want to "re-negotiate" and go back to a time where they can just stay home while their husband works 60+ hours to pay for everything, including a maid to come in and do all the cleaning, because she's above all that. Which will allow them to complain about their husbands never being home to give them an excuse to cheat on them with the whomever. And then divorce them, taking half plus alimony. So no. No man should even consider that. You want a "50's" relationship? Sure. 50 BC, Roman Republic time. You want what we got, including protection from what's right around the corner according to most pundits right now? Prove your worth to us. I'm not negotiating. Tripping at the first hurdle isn't getting old, it has been old. So let me explain how this goes. If you contact me and express interest, I'm going to hold you to it. I'm going to start checking your service mindset right away. I'm going to ask boring non sexual questions about your interest. I shouldn't have to repeat a question when you have stated this dynamic is something you want.
You can think it's funny or strange, but you're being held to the example set by people who have gone from online interest to real service in the past. Why should I adjust my expectations for you to lower the bar for standards you're unwilling to meet. Further to my previous entry:
As I sit here in Dubai, caught in the uncertainty and danger of the recent conflict, I find myself reflecting on something simple yet telling. I felt a sadness that she could not offer even the most basic human expression of concern. Not because I expected comfort or rescue, but because her compartmentalisation and defences run so deep that even a small gesture of care was beyond her reach. It is a quiet disappointment, not in her as a person, but in the limits that life has carved into her. I would have reached out to her without hesitation. She could not do the same, and that truth settles heavily, even as I accept it. I'm sorry to my lover.I'm sorry I'm so unrefined;to leave all the things we hadbehind. No one has a smileFor a ship sinking a mile,Or a satellite gone astray.So I say.I sow sorries.Across these distances;I should have stayed in yourembraces, liberating me. I know you wantedto save me and hold me -wash my sins away.But I run away.So you say.No one can be our witness,No one can understand us.And when we misunderstandeach other we become pointless.I am not saying I know why.I am not sayingI can justify or rectify a goodbye.But I already miss you andthese sorries are bearing a cost.I am so lost without you,And feel my sorries are pointless, too.-dirtydarling Master's WritingsStruggles of a Sapiosexual/Demisexual in a Hyper-Sexual WorldAs I have matured thru the years, it's now clear that without finding someone mentally, and emotionally attractive, it all just feels somehow incomplete. Without some connection to a real person with a genuine personality, they can be pretty and sexy, but . . . It really doesn't do it for me.And here in lies the problem.In today's hyper-sexual, transactional and instant-gratification society, how does someone like me, take the time to connect with another before the tug of physical exceptions frustrate the individual and kill the tempo.Yeah, I know. Its easy to say, I'm just not finding the right people who are also Sapiosexual/Demisexual, but we all know everyone is comprised of shades of grey and even those who lean in that direction feel the pressure of the "quick-fix".Not sure what to actually do about it, other than to continue to be clear up front about who I am, what my needs are during the "approach" and look harder for alignment with the individuals I talk with.But it is still frustrating. RIP Queen Elizabeth II. Long live the King.
Times are definitely changing. A new monarch, a new Prime Minister and new prices almost weekly for everything.
For those of you that hold onto stability like a comfort blanket, recent times must be very challenging. You have my utmost sympathy.
The one constant in life is that things change. Rest assured that things will eventually stabilise, but you have to embrace the change and if necessary adapt to survive.
If things are challenging for you, set a routine, concentrate on things that you can control and regulate. There's no point in worrying about stuff you can't control.
Or let someone lock you away in a dungeon until it all blows over. 😁
The shell of an oyster is not attractive. It is gray and white and often lumpy, certainly not something that would attract another. But if you crack it's shell it is a most juicy and delicious critter, tasty, hearty, an aphrodisiac of lust and erotic stamina. If you are lucky, age and all the frictions of living will yield a beautiful pearl as well, perhaps of such value as to stun the one who finds it. Finally going to get a belated birthday spanking. Happy, excited and nervous... Just a note for the clueless people telling me that my interests are masochistic in nature:
You're telling me directly, that you have NFI what sensation play is, that you do not have as much experience as you are claiming and that you are happier to "correct" me than to do your own learning to improve yourself.
That is not a great iimpression. At all.
Do not be disrespectful in your approach to me, I do not have the patience to tolerate the ego of an undereducated Dom and we both know you would never speak to people you actually want to talk to, the way you think you can speak to me.
To the rest, thank you for being the standard to hold others to. Tonight
Im sitting here typing remembering the past.This used to be my main life.It was not on fetlife but another bdsm site. Hours turned into years as I sat and waited for my first Master. . It was more than online but He kept me online . I was trained to wait. He was a Dragon.There have been other Dragons. They seem to find me or me find them. I rarely drink but I'm drinking and I'm in a mood but Im not drunk. I need to back up and say at least they name themselves Dragon. I have my own ideas of what Dragons really are. Im not being disrespectful. I just need to get things out before I explode.
One is hardly ever here online. One does write and I want to write back and say more but I just cant. Im just going through so much stuff. I start therapy tomorrow. Yay * sarcastic tone* a vanilla therapist trying to help me with relationships etc when I know that they will have no fucking idea what bdsm really is.
It is important to note that the specific tasks assigned to a submissive in a BDSM relationship can vary greatly and should be mutually agreed upon by all parties involved. However, some examples of tasks that a submissive might be assigned include:
Cooking and cleaning the house
Running errands or completing specific tasks as requested by the dominant
Maintaining a specific appearance or dress code
Engaging in specific sexual acts or role-playing scenarios
Following strict rules or protocols
Participating in BDSM activities such as bondage or impact play
Participating in BDSM rituals or ceremonies.
It is important to remember that BDSM should always be safe, consensual, and respectful. All parties involved should communicate their boundaries and desires clearly and negotiate any tasks or activities beforehand. 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. One got to love those indecisive str8 males. They know what they want, crave it, and dream with it. However, they are terrified to discover their true desires which for against their concept of masculinity. I am well aware of the effect I have on males in general. But in the case of indecisive str8 males I am terrifiying. not good looking, not a body to look at, but full of attitude and a very noticeable bulge that is always an eye catcher. I understand the conflict, there is a struggle between what the body is telling them and what their rational mind opposes. The truth is that there is a physiological contradiction; the find themselves aroused and painfully hard and their hole quivering and wet. not into guys, never had been, so what's is wrong? Nothing is wrong, the fact and plain truthe is that they found a male a man that swept them off their feet and there is no denying; the want to be close and to feel the totality of a sexuality that now awakened refuse to retreat. They can rationalize all they can and they can flatly denny the obvious but the fact remains the proud str8 male fell for another more powerful male! What to do? Society, religion, the wife or gf at home, and the friends know this male as a man man , and now he is still is but there is an interest a craving, a thirst that only another man (me) que quench and there is the conflict that can only be solved by surrendering and realizing that there is no label only an expansion of sexuality; a top and leader in public and asubmissive with the man that owns your most treasured space; your virginity. Step Up to the plate be a man and give your body what you now now it needs; a true male a Bull. I decided to write this for myself and share it with any other wannabe cucks out there that wanted home training.
Phase 1: Obtain/purchase a used pair of women's shoes. There are plenty of websites that sell them. You can get them on Ebay. You can even be bold and try looking in a thrift store or garage sale. Once you get the shoes you will stick your nose inside them and smell them while you jerk off. Think of the shoe like a gas mask for jerking off. You can only jerk off while wearing your gas mask. Do this for two weeks, it will condition your brain to associate feet as a sexual organ. The smell of feet will become a turn on for you. Once you become a true cuck, foot worship will be a regular part of your duties.
Phase 2: Purchase a small butt plug. From now on if you jerk off you can only have an orgasm with something in your ass. If you orgasm without a plug or toy in your ass you will have to start the whole process over from day 1. This process will condition your brain to associate orgasms with anal stimulation. Watch cuckold or interracial porn every night for at least thirty minutes. If you feel the need to jerk off make sure you insert a plug or toy. Don't forget to wear your shoe mask. Do this for two weeks and then move on to phase 3.
Phase 3: Purchase a larger toy for your ass. I would recommend longer as opposed to wider. So you can hit your P spot. Also purchase a chastity device. Put on the chastity device, then fuck your own ass with the toy until you orgasm without touching your cock. This may be difficult at first. I recommend putting the toy on an office chair and riding it like that. From now on the only orgasms you are allowed to have are through your asshole. You are not allowed to jerk off anymore. Fuck your ass to orgasm every night while wearing your chastity device and shoe mask. Do this for three weeks.
Phase 4: Purchase a sissy outfit, a wig and a pair of sexy women's shoes in your size. Purchase a bigger dildo or anal plug. Purchase an additional lifelike realistic black dildo. Dress in your sissy outfit. Give yourself a photoshoot in your sexy new outfit. Fuck yourself in the outfit with your new larger toy. While doing so practice giving head to the black dildo. Make sure to take the following pictures of yourself. One with the dildo in your ass. One with the dildo in your mouth. I have decided that I need a change in my lifestyle.I find that now I'm only interested in female subs. I now need to return to my roots in this Lifestyle, which I began 40 years ago. As with so many things, my interests change from time to time. It keeps things from getting boring to me.I guess that's a good thing. I am not looking for someone that wants to alter their anatomy!
I am not looking for a cuckold!
I am very much aware that even submissive men and slaves have desires! If any of the above applies to you, I wish you the best in your search!! It's time for me to stand up and fight. I changed my profile picture because I needed to, I had to. As more time goes on, the more I see, the more our possible future scares me. This upcoming election, and heck up to next Jan 20th possibly, will possibly go down as one of the more important times in US history. And it scares me to the point that I'm being more political than ever before, to spread awareness, to educate.For myself, I've ALWAYS been independant. I've always voted 3rd party. I hate the 2 party system. Every year I could. Up to 2020, the first year I voted anything else. And again this year. In the future, when the threat has passed, I'll go back to it, but now is the time to stand up and fight.I'm a submissive/slave, and I'm not a passive one waiting for someone to provide orders. But being a slave is my choice. My freedom. And I believe 100% in the freedom that everyone should have, to decide for them what is best for themselves.I believe in Science. That experts in their fields know better than politicians, or really anyone else.I believe in equality. It doesn't matter who you are, what you like, or what you do, we should all be equal.I believe in education. and in line with that:I believe in critical thinking. Children - everyone should learn, and should be able to learn, everything they can or want. And even more importantly they should learn that questions, and questioning is ok, to not believe everything that they read or hear and to actually use their brain to think for themselves.I believe in Books. In line with education, nothing should be banned.I believe in morality. Both teaching it but also living it. Don't do as you are told, instead think for yourself and do as you feel is right.
I believe religion is the most toxic thing that has ever been introduced to humanity, but:I also believe that people are and should be free to worship whoatever, whomever, and however they wish, with:I also believe that religion, thoughts, views, and desires should not be thrust upon anyone, as everyone should be free to make their own decisions, and shouldn't be pressured or manipulated into anything.With the above and more... I believe that Donald Trump will destroy the US if elected again.I believe that project 2025 is real and that Trump is a part of it.I believe that many republicians are not bad people, in the end, but they believe the fake news, the lies, the fear-mongering and the manipulation they are being told, and do not have the skills, or experience, or education to use critical thinking to see through it all.
I believe that I must help fight the hate, the lies, and stand up for what is right.I will speak with anyone about anything, if you wish to have a conversation, I'm open, however if you plan on voting for Donald Trump, it is a hard limit and expect nothing more than conversation.I will not be overly political here aside from this journal and the image, but sometimes a very little is all that is needed.I may or may not post other journals, but as of now I neither plan nor intend to, but as I said above, I'm going to stand up and speak for all, so that doesn't mean I won't. If you want me...Tell me.
Don't wait for me to approach you,
You may be broken a little bit inside, but you have to start by fixing yourself.. Do not wait for someone to come along and try to fix you.
If you cancel our first date because you are afraid of what you can not control, than there will not be a second date.
If you want to stick to chatting only, I will think that you probably have no interest in pursuing anything and I will move on.
If you pretend not to give a fuck, I will think you really do not give a fuck, and I will move on.
If the only way you can show your love is with your legs wide open... Than it probably will not last.. So why try?
If you want me, you need to step out of your shadow and insecurities. It won't be easy, but it will be worth it.
Today I read a journal entry on here asking where is the love on this site. Personally I don't share deep sentiments online, particularly on here. Why? Many are new bottoms seeking transactional kink which gets them blocked. In my view a submissivelistens to how I lead and answers questions I have. A bittom pushes to play to start how he-wants it=my Lady boner dropp means he gets ignored and BLOCKED.
Returning to the topic of love: Any deep emotional feelings are mutual and developed over time within my poly group I am the Boss of a long-term face-to-face relationship.
On here are my entry level thoughts regarding me, my life and who attracts my interestas a friend or potential long-term Slave in a TAT poly relationship. Of course getting to know each other prior to anything developing takes time. I don't talk kink online at all. First meet is at The Mawney Munch in Romford in Essex, UK. No exceptions.
Pretty clear right? I responded to an email today in which I wrote because ai realized I am done. I figured I would post it here being as when I try to change my profile Collar space goes into spaz outs and threatens to lock me out.
"Due to yet another year of Covid, health issues of my own, and general life, I have decided that I can no longer be a responsible Owner The desire is still there but taking a slave is a huge responsibility and time sinkI have friends and history in the kink community that I stay in touch with, which I dont delete my profiles here and on FetLife.
So there it is folks. Have a kinky happy life.
~~ Mz Stormz Since I've gotten a lot of inquiries from Men, let me make it clear; You must be within the NYC metro area or close (Jersey, PA, Connecticut) I am open to being a sissy slave for the right man, perhaps even the potential to become my Master in a long term relationship.
I'm into men who have experience in handling a sissy, and I'm interested in exploring pony/puppy play.
My prefence in a potential Master is a large man who is aged 45-55..In a potential Master, I like darker Men who are naturally hairy..
Also a Master who has experience in bondage and is able to properly tie me up whether it's with ropes or chains. He would also lock me in chastity as his sissy slave and have me yearning to take his cock in either hole on demand. Dear God(ess),
I just know that there is a Dominant around here that thinks actively, emots healthily, cares deeply, feels intensely, and dominates percisely.
Could you let him know I'm here? That I'm still holding on to wit, wisdom, libido, heart, and clarity of mind awaiting his arrival?
Could you please have him contact me? Like soon? Like before I give up hope and become a lesbian?
Thanks so much! I so appreciate you!
Sincerely,
Sky
As people dont tend to reply to messages on here, You will need to message me first as I am not getting responses to messages on here. All reasonable messages replied to in a manner expected of a submissive. I see the people on this site really havent changed much. Guys, "service" sub is not sexual in nature. As far as what I truly seek? Don't start off by talking strictly about kinks and sex. For a Female Led relationship to establish, the first and most important thing is getting to know each other. I have a vanilla world that any life sub would need to be part of.
Myself and Mis_WhiteWolf are co hosting the Fun-House-Event at a dedicated play house in Stourport on Severn, This event is open the everyone be you into soft and sensual to harsh session fun.
There will be three rooms open for your enjoyment a fully equipt dungeon, a medical play room and CryBabyBedwetters cot, high chair and littles play room to situated downstairs in the lounge/social room.
If you are a newbie to fetish events and would like to join in but have questions by all means contact Myself Mis_WhiteWolf or if you are a little you can contact CryBabyBedwetter for information.
https://fetlife.com/events/1689536House of M UpdateDamaged (and Slightly Broken)
As the song goes, "You're just broken. You're a little bit damaged, I'm a sucker for that"
Something you might have seen in one of our past posts - "Seeking a slave who's slightly damaged"
But what does it mean to us and why is it important to me and the House of M.
First, We are all just a little broken and damaged inside. Nobody gets thru life without some degree of trauma, but so many of us just keep moving blindly forward, mindless of the bruises and scars that shape our actions every day of our life. We want those who are not blind to their trauma, and more, know how it impacts them and are connected enough with their inner self to confront it, so their brokenness does not blindly shape their life.
Second, broken and damage adds flavor, uniqueness, and depth. Another song goes, "You might have fewer scars, but I'll have better stories" is absolutely true. I have found that those scars create depth of character and more interesting people. We love your scars!
Third, to truly be able to be sympathetic to another, you have to have experienced struggles of your own. We want those who can be genuine, very real, and deeply emotionally naked with us as kinky people and vanilla ones too. If you cannot know the path we have walked, how can you truly "be" as real as we need you to be.
Fourth, broken and damage leads to alternative methods to "cope". For whatever reason, it has been my experience that those who are slightly broken and damaged, have the deepest craving for kink. Could it be because they have found their healthy coping mechanism in their kink? Could it be that really letting go in the lifestyle is easier, deeper, more fulfilling because the kink, quiets the voices, eases the pain, brings the sensations that triggers that dopamine rush they need? Perhaps A causes B, who knows? Perhaps?
Important: We will never take advantage of anyone. (That causes further abuse or harm). We respect each other, create a supportive environment, and are ALWAYS SAFE and SANE in our time together. So as long as it is healthy, we love help each other cope! Those who might hear manipulation or abusive use in this fourth aspect, know that is NOT it.
Fifth, we are stronger together. In our House, we care for one another. Master is a Daddy, and Babygirl has a strong Mommy streak. There is big time nurture aspaspects going on here. We support each other. We care for each other. Our style of blending kink and vanilla lends itself to supporting each other. This is a value of our House that we take very seriously.
So YES, we learned long ago that we connect the most with those who are slightly broken, slightly damaged. Our House will always be a safe (and exciting) place for you I read another dominant women has been having similar experiences to me.
As a dominant women I am being approached by men ALREADY in a relationship with another women, and the women is submissive.
Simply because the man wants to encourage a FFM situation.
Completely ignoring the fact I am after MMF.
What is scary is the investment these men will make to talk, to get to know me and ask me about my ambitions and ideas and intrigued I have a brain and what they are after is the same FFM.
I spend my day dedicated to my work so I am not bitter about minimal time wasting and have not invested much time other than the odd evening having the page open in the background while watching the BBC but it worries me that some NOT ALL men are just carbon copies of the same idiot 5 minutes before.
I have a new respect for trans women, they were once men with an original unique thought and evolved into a women, there is something ironic about the whole butterfly transformation.
Also while I am ranting, can dominant men stop asking if I wear a certin type of shoe. I own 30 pairs shoes including trainers, I have a lot of lingerie but if you want a women to wear a particular brand or type, I suggest you just make yourself available on a weekend and I will happily spend your money buying the shoes and lingerie you want me to wear and watch your satisfaction that you spent your money on La Perla and Jimmy choos. FYI if your obsessed about shoes you have a foot fetish!
Getting permanently collared
When its my turn to be collared permanently I have been wondering what kind of format that will take. Obviously it will be up to my master but I'm sure I want it to be special like a young bride dreaming of her wedding.
The quiet collaring
The collar goes on, and thats it, the bond is there between master and slave.
The small symbolic ceremony (and my favourite)
The collar gets locked into place and myself and my master go down to the beach and I throw the key into the sea. I think that is symbolic that the collar is going to be on permanently from now on.
The gathering
Some of masters friends ge together to watch the collaring and depending on whether master likes to share or not they all break in the newly owned slave.
I wonder when the time comes which one will be for me. Just a quick update for those that have been talking with me.. I'm leaving for my new home tomorrow and I'm not sure when I'lll get a chance to check in here with updates or to chat. I might update my profile to reflect my new ownership status in a few weeks but I know that might make it disappear for an unknown time.. I haven't decided yet.. Anyway, I just didn't want you to think I disappeared if we've been chatting. Have a great Xmas, I intend to.. lol If I don't respond to your multiple messages, there's probably a reason and continuing to blow up my inbox isn't going to get me to change my mind.
Also, just because I am submissive does NOT mean I am YOUR submissive. Don't come at me acting like I'm your property, or trying to demand anything of me. Until the day I decide to commit to being with someone, please speak to me as an equal, or don't bother trying to speak to me at all. Another crossroads
So, I've reached that point again. I've lost hope in finding my One, and my heart wants to consider trying vanilla. Again. I know it's not for me, but I am tired of holding back my feelings, and want a relationship to pour them into. I don't need a man in my life, I am a whole Woman by myself, but I do crave the companionship.
I don't want to force anything, and honestly I kind of feel sorry for the boy I do find. I have a lot of pent up feelings, and desires, and he's going to have a lot to make up for, for making me wait so long to find him. I keep reminding myself that I'm not going to find what I want in the vanilla world. I tend to attract narcissistic, alcoholic, abusers in my vanilla life. I read somewhere that I may not attract any more then anyone else, I may just see it sooner.
Nonetheless, where are you my sweet, slave boy? And why aren't you in my bed worshipping me? Lately I wake up in the middle of the night and the puppy is snuggled right up to my side. Tonight she had pushed her face into the crook of my neck. I love how much she loves me.
Someone recently asked me for clarification on something in my profile, that if he was to assume the responsibility, what was it that I was responsible for and how would it affect his ability to assume responsibilty? In all this time no one has asked me that. It's a brilliant question. I needed to think about it because my initial reaction was to create a laundry list of what I think I contribute, things like loyalty, honesty, snuggles, nurturing, etc. And then I paused. Those are all things that I do contribute for sure, but it doesn't account for what the other person needs from me, especially to function as person in charge. I will absolutely be and do all of the things I say are my part. And figure out how to be and do what he needs added to my part. Give and take. Relationships take work. Snuggles are the easy part. Regarding safewords and such... saw a journal post that caught my attention. My two cents worth: Don't rely on colors or even simple code words like "uncle" or "mercy" playing the very first or even first few times with someone new. If they don't agree with "No" means "No," at the outset, don't play with them. Don't be the sub that consents to having any choice taken away with someone new, and don't be the Dom(me) who takes that choice away. Save the word games for later in the friendship, after more trust is built up, and you have more assurance of your partner's safety and care for your welfare, or they have from you of their own. I for one have gone so far as to have actually used "Mercy" in a scene that I felt was going too far, but She didn't hear me, and I didn't repeat it. And I endured it. It was Someone I knew for almost 20 years by then. It didn't destroy what we had, and I was okay with it afterwards. But here's the thing: We had known each other that long, and we had that deep a trust while in the Dungeon. It wouldn't have been acceptable the first time we played if I had said "No" and She didn't stop. But She was always much more attentive than that. I've been fortunate that all the Tops and Dommes I've been with (only several, I assure you) have not crossed acceptable consent boundaries at all. They have known not to without having to negotiate it. Every Top should know not to, and every bottom has a right to expect that. I would call it common sense, if sense were really common. 52M Dom/Daddy london uk, Seeks *relocatable* live-in 18-25 any cis girl must willing to Anal Training
i am Master/DD would say that I am not a loser, or dying for pussy (maybe for a real sub and her Back door=butt=asshole=Anal Training for younger female),I am not crazy or dangerous etc, but a person, pleasant, appearance, polite (more or less)and I like to dominate, I am willing to Anal Training for younger= one cis girl willing to be mine anal slut, must not be committed (with other cocks=which mean if you think you are naughty you are probably ...), who wants to discover and cultivate with me(no others) the pleasure her submission and live as a proper 1950s girl.all with honesty and pleasure for both, keeping in mind that is not a game)she must into a beautiful and intense time ..of course after care and use of the safeword is paramount in a long term relationship (even short but again 'no take away') ,if interested could write me on telegram analmandingo or PM ,NO 4 SEX CHAT OR if u want MONEY find a pig NOT ME!.I am only interested in sub/slave want to be own by me only for monogamous LTR ( or is full of wanna be dom and domme if you are looking for sex go to them as probably you rubbish like them so shite go with shite ). U must be in London uk 🇬🇧 , no cyber no fake !
Basic tasks for the girl what to be my slave 1_ you must be naked or basic dressed you will be touched regularly by me I love to have my hands all over you 2) you must suck a minimum of 2hrs per day my cock .3. you will get spanked or whips minimum 30 shots per day as to remind you, you are mine .4. you will be rape play daily as ATM mouth fuck .5. you must rim me regularly after u cum it relax me .6, you need to wear a plug Or plug tail Or the hook posture ,7.piss whore you will get my golden rain in or on your face ,8, you must wear a collar as show of respect to me.and you will be training to wear a plug daily t! .9. do what I said or get punish the way i want or like . listen to what I need and make sure I get it from you 10. You will sign a contract to show me you understand
Snapchat DomPadrone telegram analmandingo not for sex chat
i do not fit in. never did.never wanted to , I do not mix with sh*t.
System bug, it seems
Different Journal listing at collarspace.com/USERNAME
versus different at:
https://www.collarspace.com/personals/v/THEIRuserNUMBERhere/details.htm
In the former their most recent journal entry is 11/29/2021 4:39:27 PM but in the latter it does show their excellent 1/9/2022 1:16:55 PM Journal entry.
Reloading browser page doesn't fix. With system issues like this, you have to wonder whether there is no Message button because they wish to hide, like maybe too many emails following their Journal post, or whether that's a software problem too.
Anyway here's what they wrote: "Most of us don't know what we really want. We have vague unrealistic general hopes (such as wanting a lottery win), but when asked to name our specific realistic goals we often struggle. It's probably because so much of our life is bound up in everyday survival - the endless toll of 24-hour emails and social media, plus all the issues and stresses we're dealing with take their toll on our ability to dream and make those dreams come true. "
Great point. While it won't solve all these personal and societal issues, I highly recommend meditation or other mindfulness practice (there are others) as one part of one's toolkit and regular weekly, if possible daily, routine. That's for all of us, regardless of BDSM identity, gender etc.
Wishing everyone a great week ahead. Or at least a bearable one, haha.
Took all the time to write this so I thought I'd save it here.
Two explorer's are deep in Africa when they are captured by head hunters. The head hunters bind them each to a pole and carry them for 3 days over hills across a river and through the forest where they finally come to the village.
At the village they are untied and thrown into a cage. That night the villagers throw a massive party where they feast drink alcohol and dance.
At the height of the festivities the Chief calls for silence and approaches the cage. Our two explorers see this huge guy standing about 6' 8" tall approach them and they begin to quake.
The Chief points at our first explorer with his big hammock like hands and yells in this deep voice that carries to all ends of the village.
"You! Death or RooRoo?
The first explorer squeaks out " I don't want to die, I'll take RooRoo!"
The Chief turns back to the village and yells "ROOROO!!!"
The tribe goes insane with cheering dancing and drinking and our explorer is pulled from the cage stripped and thrown face down over a log and every man in the village jumps his bones.
The Chief then stomps back to the cage and points at the other explorer.
"You!! Death or RooRoo?"
The explorer with a look of fear on his face yells back. "Screw that Rooroo deal I choose death!"
The Chief turns around raising one raising one massive paw and pronounces the sentence.
"DEATH BY ROOROO!!!"
And the crowd goes wild!
So glad to finally be back. I have attempted to make an account and it wouldn't allow for it. I miss the CM days with the chat feature...I am finding it quite interesting that there are so many users, fellow Kinksters still remaining here for so long.
Many of the new apps and sites are seemingly full of hook-up seekers. Not genuine Dominants.
If You read this, please note: I am not here for cyber and I am not looking to be collared overnight...this is a process and both parties MUST have needs filled.
Thanks For Reading!
"The Depths of the Garage" ... As people enter into relationships, they go through different depths of connection. It's important for emotional safety for both people to be at similar depths. This is especially true for D/s dating or more.
Here's my metaphor: A relationship is like a parking garage where you travel down the ramp ever deeper. However, you cannot back up without shredding your tires on those spikes! Therefore, it's important not to jump to deeper levels ahead of your partner. Take it slow, with regular communication, so that you remain on similar levels. This way you reduce the chance of needing to backup and shred tires. i just miss him so much and all I want to do is make things right between us again. I know there's alwasy a reason behind everything he does, but I have thought of all that I think it could be this time. I've admitted my wrongs, sat with his words and mulled them over extensively, and examined my behavior over the last few weeks. I've given him space the last week aside from updating him on the necessary and important things he absolutely should know, and still, not a word in response. I'm at a loss as to how to resolve this without communication and for that, he has to be willing to respond, to talk. Many would say this is not right for him to do, and I only half agree. The fuck up was mine. Entirely. I just have no idea how to prove to him that I'm sorry and intend to work on improvements and growth. It also saddens me that he has not so much as seemed at all troubled by our lack of contact. Though, I don't know this for certain, but how do you go so long with no contact with your slave if you love them as much as you say you do, and want them just as much? I'm doubting a lot lately, and losing more and more hope as the days pass.
I won't give up, though. I am his, forever. Whether he considers me his anymore or not. I just wish he would tell me, either way. Even if he still needs more time, I just want to know I am still his if I am. And I want to know if I'm not, if I'm not.
I feel like I'm in limbo, a state of purgatory. Banished from even learning my fate. It's painful. It's agonizing. It feels cruel and confusing. And it doesn't feel particularly safe, though with him, as his, I feel perfectly safe. But in this space of frozen in time, hanging limp from fated thread, I am scared. Terrified that it may be over. I've broken so many times since we last spoke. And I'm still breaking. Every fracture piercing the deepest depths of me. The knowledge that I caused this for myself? Makes his last words to me sting all the more:
Enjoy the misery you bring on yourself. 12/04/2021
After a long ass time, I've finally returned to the site, to find the best possible option available to me, a journal entry system.
I'll start by clarifying a few things, since I seem to get enough messages, no I am not a bot, yes I can tell when someone is a bot, and no I did not originally write the initial profile descriptions.
To be blunt, I was not the most supportive person when it came to this site, and didn't feel like getting involved. However, my former partners at the time, far more reserved than they come to appear in older versions of the profile, disagreed and decided that I need to replace them with someone else.
I am looking for a partner to have fun with, but more than that, I am looking to continue experiencing life...which hasn't been easy these last two years. Just when I was getting more involved on this site, the pandemic hit and made some things more difficult. I will admit to still looking for a creative "excercise" partner, and welcome anyone who'd like to join me.A lot of people had similar issues it seems, but I'll be here, clean and vaccinated, being as safe as I can and encourage all others to be the same.
Onto the juicy bits if y'all are still reading. I am still an Active Dom, last two years were rough but not without some interesting meetups, you'd be surprised at how many submissives are in the medical field and are desperate for some kind of release and feed into their fetish to alieviate the issues as of late, and I can't say I blame them given what I've seen of the emergency wards and the Covid floors.
Though my original profile entry is a bit more crass and disjointed than I'd have liked, I am still looking forward to meeting some folks here, and would more than welcome the opporotunity to engage in the community once more, Send me a message if ya wanna chat, game, or do whatever. Oh this is a good one. Pay attention.
Wake up
Drink 1 litre of water (2 glasses)
Get out and walk at a steady pace, low intensity for 35-40 minutes
Stretch for 10-15 minutes
Drink a glass of water, then Eat breakfast, which is most protein. NO CARBS @ Breakfast. Examples:
a. 3 egg, ham & cheese omelette
b. Cottage Cheese and 4 slices bacon
c. Breakfast sausage and 3 eggs
Light walk, or do errands for at least half hour. Do NOT sit down immediately after Breakfast. Try to stay on your feet, and some activity.
About an hour later, Workout if you're going to. Best to do weights & lifting in the morning. Adding resistance 😈 training, increases your lean muscle mass, which in turn burns more body fat.
3-4 hours later, drink a glass of water, then have Lunch. Equal thirds of Protein, Carbs and Fat. Try to get 1 serving/cup of veggies in there. Examples:
a. Fettuccine Alfredo with chicken and broccoli
b. Sandwich with cold cuts, chicken breast, roast beef, or whatever. Get extra tomatoes & lettuce.
c. Roasted 1/2 or 1/4 chicken, steamed veggies and a sweet potato, fries, mashed potatoes, rice, hummus & pita, or a side of pasta salad.
d. 2 item combo Chinese food: chicken, pork, beef with noodles or rice
e. A burrito or wrap: go for the gold and get guacamole, as long as there's a carb, a protein and some sour cream (fat) in there.
f. Pizza: the cheese is the fat, the crust is the carb. Now do it up with the protein and veggies.
If you're going to have something naughty, do it towards the end of Lunch: a few pieces of chocolate, cake, cookies, soda, donut, you get the idea.
Another light walk, or do errands for at least half hour. Do NOT sit down immediately after Lunch. Try to stay on your feet, and some activity.
Mid afternoon snack, IF, and only IF you feel like you need something before dinner. This should be no more than 2 - 3 hours after Lunch. Have a light smoothie vs a "sugary juice." The goal here is: a base of coconut water or milk, AND mixed fruit, AND some deep green leafy vegetables like Kale, Spinach, Celery tops, etc. If you're able to add peanut butter and/or Greek Yogurt to it for the protein, even better! Drink a glass of water about an hour after the smoothie to flush it all through and out of your system.
Get on your feet, stay active, do some sort of physical activity after the smoothie for at least 5 - 10 minutes.
Dinner, anywhere from 3-5 hours after Lunch. Drink a glass of water before Dinner. The idea here is little to no carbs. Load up on veggies, and have some form of lean and mean protein. Think free range, wild caught, grass fed, etc. A few really good Examples:
a. Roasted/Grilled/Pan Seared chicken, fish, beef for pork, AND 2 servings of steamed or baked veggies, or a salad.
b. A huge salad, AND add the roasted/grilled protein above to it.
c. You could have a Denver Omelette here with lots of veggies if you wanted, AND a nice big salad.
d. Salmon/Tuna/Fish with veggies, AND a big salad.
Try to be active, get out for an evening walk or bicycle ride, do some sort of low intensity physical activity after dinner for at least 30 minutes. Don't just sit down or plop on the couch. Do something.
One big note, try to have and finish dinner at least 4-5 hours before bed. Go to Bed near hungry.
After dinner, drink a glass of water every hour for a couple hours if you can. But stop a couple hours before bed, otherwise you'll be waking up to pee all night.
Sleeping on an empty (or as close to near empty) stomach is important. This fasted state allows your body to recover, repair damaged cells and get rid of the bad ones. You'll notice better Growth Hormone production while sleeping in this manner, and more sex hormone release (estrogen for women, testosterone for men).
Finally, believe it or not, part of the process of vaporizing body fat happens in your sleep, IF you sleep in a fasted state. For use as energy (the process of recovery and repair), your body will convert stored fat into air, that is then expelled out your lungs as you sleep throughout the night.
Thanks for your time, and I hope you learned something. Okay let's try this again.
Kicked off the month with the headlight. Not long after that I am pulling into a space at work and a wheel well cover thing falls off of my car. I've been driving around without it, no idea how important it is but I'm sure I'll find out soon enough. Follow that up with taking the trash out one night and the bin hitting and cracking the rear tail light of the car. Perfect.
Let's move beyond the car, shall we? I'm hosting all of my parents for Thanksgiving. For the week, really. I plan out a full menu, hit several stores for every ingredient. Buy a giant turkey so I can make things like turkey soup and turkey pot pie afterwards. Two days before T Day one parent gets covid. The next day another parent gets covid. They aren't coming. I'm down to one parent showing up and roughly four bajillion dollars worth of food. Sigh. But okay, their covid symptoms aren't too horrible and that's what really matters, so let's get back to me. I power through. Fancy Tuesday night dinner. Afterwards I brine the turkey. It's going great, I'm nearly done, just need to add a little more water to top it off. I turn to the sink to finish. And that's when the brine bag tipped over and a river of salty herbal apple cider rushed over and into every nearby surface. At 10:00 at night. There's a lake on the stove. I don't mean a splash of liquid, there's depth to it. A tsunami flowed over the stove, between the stove and counter, all over the counter, into drawers, down into cabinets, and onto the kitchen mats and the floor. Did I mention it's 10:00? Right. Thankfully the entire bag didn't tilt so I refill and hope for the best so I can start kitchen recovery. An hour and an entire roll of paper towels later, I have emptied full drawers into the sink, pulled the stove out to sop up brine and all the herbs down the sides of the stove and counter, washed the floor. And all I can do is laugh, because November is kicking my ass.
But wait, there's more. My dad is in charge of the pie. He brought some ingredients, can't find them, asks me to look through his things. Sure, I can do that. Unzip compartments to take a peek. What am I looking at? It doesn't fully register and I nearly put my hand in to pull it out. Then it hits me. These are sex toys. Big fucking EW. Why would he not remember that there are things in a bag his daughter probably doesn't want to see? November is trying to kill me.
I met a man. He was interesting and I liked him more than I planned to. Besides being a nice person, we seemed to be on the same page about a lot of things, and that's rare for me. And then he disappeared. Then reappeared. Then disappeared again. I'm chalking it up to bad timing. Oddly enough, the most recent ex is sniffing around. A lot. I have no idea what to do with that.
If CS had not been hungry and eaten the original version, you would have also read about the work thing, the arguments with my dad, and my traitor dog. And there would have been comedy sprinkled throughout. But I'm tired. So this is a poor second attempt to document why November is the absolute worst and there are still several days left. I give up. November wins. Hello everyone... subMeghan here.
As rerquired by my dom, as I type this I am sitting here naked, except for my dog collar and glasses... what else is new...
I had an interesting chat with a user here and I have come to the conclusion that I am pretty terrible submissive. The problem is that I am a sub for my dom, and only my dom. I am not your sub. My dom has directed me to be polite, not submissive, towards you all. For us it is role playing. So, not only am I not a 24/7 sub, I am not inclined to behave like a sub unless I'm with my dom.
So the dilemma for me is, How should I interact with you all? I've taken the approach that being a sub is like my "job", and that when I'm here, I'm off work. I'm not working, but perfectly happy to talk about my job.
I don't think this approach is working out to well... and I think that a lot of times my one on one interactions with you all are not satifying.
What do you all think? Should I modify my profile? If so, what should it say?
I'm really interested in what you all think. Send me a message, and let me knbow what you think?
subMeghan
So, I am getting a lot of the same questions repeatedly… let me address some of them here. Let me start with a statement that will be an umbrella over many of these questions. As stated in my profile, we gave up porn. His struggle was giving up visual porn, mine was written porn. I can see even now, in these questions, verses our life, how important it was that I gave up the written porn. Our life, our play, or intimacy, was not defined by the world of BDSM labels. It was organic. There were no contracts, no plans, no agreements. There was rarely any direction given, except in the moment, as needed for the moment. Now I will try to explain further in answering some questions Q. Was my husband my “Master” “Dominate” “Sir”etc. A. My husband was my husband. Most of the time I called him hun, sweetheart, darling. If I know I had been sassy and pushed him too far and was getting myself into trouble, I might slip into a Sir to try to bail myself out, to try to show respect. If he was giving me a direction during a punishment I might respond with a Yes Sir. I was not necessarily instructed to do this, it happened organically. I was raised in a home where Ma’am and Sir is a way you show respect. Even teaching Sunday school I will refer to a kid as Sir when I want to get their attention, it is a common phrase in my vocabulary, and thus a natural one for me to use when it seemed appropriate with my husband. Did I wander around the house asking “Sir” what he wanted for breakfast in front of our son… No. absolutely not. Unless I was being totally sarcastic and playing around. In which case, I was probably talking to our kid lol.
Q. Was my marriage a “1950’s”, “1960’s”, “Taken in Hand”, “Domestic Discipline” again with the BDSM community labels… A. Nope. I would not call my marriage any of these. Taken in Hand and Domestic Discipline in BDSM terms tend to imply something far more formal than what we had, and sometimes even imply religious cause, which as I have stated was absolutely not the case. As far as Period “play”, this would probably imply I was also some awesome house keeper, cook, etc. Some sort of naked kinky June Cleaver comes to mind, in nothing but my apron, dusting the house and making meals while caring for the kids. Again, nope. Our son has behavioral heath special needs and it took all I had to not lose my mind trying to deal with his needs, we went through a remodel, moved 3 times, my husband was often in and out of hospitals, even before he got really sick, as such, my house keeping was minimal quite often, meals were what we could manage in an active remodel. My husband often helped with domestic chores such as cooking, cleaning, laundry, when I eventually went back to work after our son was an adult and out of the home. Q. So, what are some examples of how our relationship remained within the faith, but we still enjoyed each other in this way? A. An example my husband sometimes gave when trying to explain it to someone was the example of a washing machine. We need a new washing machine. I do most of the laundry. He doesn’t care if the machine is front loading or top loading, that is a preference I would care about. His concern is cost. He gives me a budget to work within. I then do research on washers. I find a few models I like and come back and discuss the pro’s and con’s with him. Of course, they should have probably all been within the budget he allowed, but knowing me, I probably slipped one in that was bit over… After all, he can always just say no. I will probably sell him on it though lol. He adored me and spoiled me like that. He always tried to give me anything I wanted if he could. So, I then make the arrangements to buy the washer and have it delivered and installed. So, as you see, it was a team effort. However, the budget we were working with was up to him. Honestly, could I have responsibly managed to buy a washer within budget without him, sure. I hate to spend money like that though and probably would have allowed myself half the budget and gotten junk to be honest. He helped to balance me like that. Q. So, this next question has come in a number of different forms, but at the end of the day, everyone is curious about the number one thing around this site. Was I given correction for things, what form did that come in, and how did I feel about it? A. As I don’t read porn, I am certainly not about to sit here and write it for you. The details of this is a conversation for after we get to know each other much better. In short, yes, there absolutely was correction. He was a very heavy handed man to be honest. How did I feel about it? Straight up, I am not a fan of pain in the moment. I am not a “pain slut” you will never hear me scream out “thank you sir may I have another” lol. I would do just about anything to avoid pain. That being said, no physical restraints were ever needed. I did as was told, took what I had coming when I had it coming. No, I found zero pleasure in the moment.
Ok, hello to all, Yes i am about to go ballistic on my rant.
this slave is now one of the happiest slaves on the planet. i am owned and the sole property. His name is MasterMike32. this slave is only allowed to be friends to all.
i would love to ask if there are any other slaves/submissives females that would love to become a sister to myself, please reach out. Wwe are looking for one to two, to add to Oour family. I would like to tie you up and blind you from knowing anything that is coming and watching your expression of surprise that may come
The tension of the body as it tries to figure out what I'm doing to you or what I have done
The mystery of surprise Since it is difficult to edit the Profile here, I will put most of my information into the Journal.If it is in ALL CAPS it means I have done this and am willing to do again, everything else I am interested in or willing to do or try. ANAL SEXASS PLAYASS WORSHIP AtM BEGGING BLINDFOLDS BODY WORSHIP BONDAGE Cages CANDLE WAXCanes and CROPS Chastity CLOTHED FEMALE NAKED MALECLOTHED MALE NAKED MALE Cock and Ball Torture, CLAMPS, etc.COLLAR AND LEASH Cross Dressing Dildos (HANDHELD & Strap-ons)DOMESTIC SERVICE Electrical Play Electrotorture (EMS TENS units)Enemas Eye Contact Restrictions FACE FUCKFACESITTINGFEM DOMFOOD PLAYFOOT WORSHIP FORCED BI GAGSGINGER, FIGGINGHair Pulling Hairbrush SpankingsHANDCUFFS SHACKLESHoods HOUSEWORK SERVICE HUMILIATIONICE CUBESInterrogation Role PlayJockstraps & UNDERWEAR used as a gagKidnapped Role Play LICKING MALE DOMMassage (GIVING) MASTURBATIONMouthsoaping Object Role Play Open Mouth GagsORAL INTIMACY ORAL SEXORGASM CONTROL AND DENIAL OTK SPANKINGSOUTDOOR BONDAGE PISS and scat play (Scat needs discussion.)Predicament Role Play PUPPY Role Play RIMMINGROLE PLAYING Role Play CHATROUGH SEXSENSORY TOYS Shaved Pubic Hair SPANKING/PADDLINGSPEECH CONTROL SPITTINGSPREADER BARSStockings STRAP & BELTTOYS & VIBRATORS WATERSPORTS WHIPS MY LIMITSThese are Hard Limits! I am not willing to be pushed on these.No Under Age: No one under 18!No Drugs: Of any kind, this includes poppersNo Blood: Yours or Mine!No Diseases or Similar: Condom for anal unless you have a RECENT test results.No Asphyxiation or Breath PlayNo Cuts, Burns, Brands or Tats (On me!)No Injuries: I mean no broken bones, insertions (Sounds, etc) or ANYTHING that may require a trip to the ER!No Punching or Kicking:No Permanent Marks: Nothing that will last more then a day or three. This INCLUDES writing and drawing on me!No Head or Body Shaving:No Public Play: Too many CC cameras and cell phones out there. I do not want to be arrested or see myself on TV or the internet.No Pictures or Video, Live Feeds etc that show my face or identity.Though I am single, I cannot Host but can manage travel within reasonable distances. Its been a while since I was last on here and suprised my profile is still active.
I saw the warning about profile updates and heard that profiles can be frozen for long periods of time for any changes made
So will update here first and see if I want to keep the account or not.
I am not 19 anymore, during the pandemic, I went to online college and got a degree, was not really looking to do the college thing but with the world closed, I had to do something to occupy my time.
I have been with a few people, I learned that I lean hard to serving men, but still consider myself pan sexual
anyway say hi if you want
Seven years since my last post on Collar. Still
here and always stimulating my thoughts on
submission and being sexy for my friends.
i am on short vaca from the day to day norms,
so would like to chat some with my people.
So Cali is my HQ for most logistical meet ups.
Peace.
As of today, my message link here brings me to a "not found" message. Hopefully this is temporary....
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11/07/2024
Take Notice
I will be unavailable until further notice.
The noted positions have not been filled ...
For those that meet preferences and follow direction
I may or may not be checking in periodically.
The artist Nas once said that life is a bitch and then you die. I agree wholeheartedly. That is why I try to live life to the fullest everyday. Several things occured over the past two years that have significantly changed my life. Im not writing this post to complain about those things but to reflect on how those things have influenced my choice to fulfill a long time fantasy that up until this point in my life seemed unrealistic.
Tomorrow, I have a realtor coming to my home to list it for sale. I will be selling my home and moving in with my submissive so that we can build our 1950s household. She lives in Philadelphia so this will not only be an opportunity to live out my fantasy but it will also be a fresh start in a new city. The circumstances that created this possibility were not desireable but I am happy that they pushed me towards fulfilling one of my long time fantasies.
Life is a bitch and then you die.....so you may as well make the best of it while you can.
What am I intreseted in? What am I looking for? I am open to many situations. Mostly I would like an online sub to be my babygirl. Someone who wants to live her normal life and yet needs someone to give her stability and direction. I would guess a Daddy figure is the most accurate description.
All of that being said I understand we all have different views of the perfect relationship.
While I search for my "perfect" match, I am willing to learn about what you want, and who knows, it may become what I want.
Let's talk and see if we can meet on some common ground. Mew, this stray feline is going to be 38 at the end of 2025 -- it's sorry (sorry enough...?) that it's profile is so hard to read and is out of date!
The last time a change was made to its profile it wasn't able to reply to Anyone who wanted to hear from it, and this stray had to be mute for nearly two months while the website got around to approving the changes, mew...
To read its profile, simply highlight the text in your browser -- i'd fix everything if i could...! Shameful Split
In the ebb of love's tide, stubborn pride unfurled,
I watched you walk away, heartache in this world.
Regret now whispers, should have stopped the fray,
Set aside my pride, begged you to stay.
But too stubborn was I, let my ego steal,
A love so true, now wounds that never heal.
If time could rewind, my choice I'd repair,
Hold you close, show you how much I care.
Yet here I stand, echoing what could have been,
Lessons learned in loss, love seen through a shattered screen.
Now I vow to mend each prideful part,
To love with humility, a renewed start. == Results from bdsmtest.org == 100% Rope bunny 100% Submissive 98% Degradee 94% Slave 80% Pet 75% Experimentalist 73% Brat 69% Masochist 69% Voyeur 45% Exhibitionist 42% Vanilla 14% Non-monogamist 0% Daddy/Mommy 0% Rigger 0% Ageplayer 0% Brat tamer 0% Degrader 0% Dominant 0% Boy/Girl 0% Master/Mistress 0% Owner 0% Primal (Hunter) 0% Primal (Prey) 0% Sadist 0% Switch I just read this and feel I am not certain what this Master is saying, "[...] pain can be done on request or as punishment". My initial reaction is that a Master does nothing on request. A Master is willing to hear a request but just because a request is made and heard does not mean it will be fulfilled. Setting a precedent that if a slave makes a request it will happen, transfers power from the Master to the slave. The slave did not choose to be your slave to lead and be in control.
Acting as my own devil’s advocate and grammar police, I suppose this Master said, "can" and not "will". Coming back to what I said above, that just because it can or may be done does not mean it will be. I understand that everyone wants something different and truly I wish the Master who spoke those words all the best. I suppose the reason I am choosing to say anything at all is because it provides a juxtaposition to my own expectations for comparison and contrast.
For me, a 24/7 TPE does not establish any promises other than:
I will not risk my slave(s) life or limb deliberately or out of ignorance. Meaning, I would carefully consider my options and surround myself in knowledge to avoid it being hurt in such a way that it would lose its life or a limb. Nor would I act on impulse or emotion without forethought and I would in no way make a decision with deliberate malicious intent that would cause the aforementioned outcomes. If a Master allows his emotions to rule him when he is to be the definition of control, then that person still has growth before they should be controlling another, especially 24/7.
I am given the right to do with my or slave as I please. Meaning, no, and safe words are not an option. Nor will crying or begging change my mind. This does not mean I would abuse a slave. What it does mean is that any slave who wishes to submit to me has come so far as to know me and trust me that they understand I will push their limits but so that it helps them grow into the slave I want, even ones they label as absolutely not because there is nothing off-limits as the word no does not exist in the slave vocabulary.
The only right a slave has is the right to walk away before being collared. Once collared the slave is only let go if the slave is no longer useful. If a slave becomes severely injured so that the slave can no longer perform the tasks it has been doing faithfully, then I would first seek other ways for it to serve me faithfully, to accept its new roles, and to see it proud that it serves me still and was not simply discarded. A slave that I collar, I intend to keep unless I am unable to find a way for it to service me or the slave breaks one of several major rules (of which I will discuss another time).
I have seen slaves on here looking for a new Master because their Master found they were too old for them. I have no problem with a Master who has an age limitation on his slaves but I do have an issue with any Master who took on the responsibility of a slave and chooses to abandon it rather than assist it in finding it a new Master. As for me, so long as my slave(s) have purpose, I will keep them until the last breath in theirs or my body
June is gone and so my month long birthday celebration. I appreciate everyone who celebrated with me and the gifts I received and bought for myself. Not much by way of the playroom and toybag, but I did get a new black rolling table to hold toys clean and nearby when needed. My favorite gift to myself is the rubber duckie boyshorts - the fabric is super soft. I went back to buy more but the limited edition duckie print was gone so I had to pick other patterns. I look forward to shopping at this vendor more in the future.
Happy birthday to me and here's to another trip around the sun! I look forward to what the next year brings.
Ms. Elorin Honor:
In days of old, when knights were bold,
Honor was their code, a story often told.
Chivalry and bravery, noble and true,
Their deeds inspired, in everything they'd do.
To uphold their word, to stand with pride,
Honor was their beacon, the light that could not hide.
In battles fierce and challenges grand,
Their honor shone bright throughout the land.
In modern times, the meaning still rings,
Honor is timeless, in all that it brings.
To act with integrity, to do what is right,
Honor is a virtue, a guiding light.
So let us strive, in all that we do,
To honor our word, and our values too.
For in honor lies strength and grace,
A timeless virtue, in every time and place Integrity:
The integrity of the Master differs from that of the slave.
A Master’s integrity is a gift He gives Himself.
A slave’s integrity is a gift it gives its Master.
One of the elements of integrity concerns behavior when no external observation is possible. The Master’s concern is how He conducts His affairs when He and His conduct may remain anonymous. When He conducts Himself correctly He can view Himself with humble respect.
If the it breaks slave rules, whether observed or not, must report such sin to its Owner. The Owner decides how the slave may be viewed. Part of the report of slave’s failings should include begging for the opportunity to gain atonement in whatever fashion the Master may decree. The slave does not indulge itself with concerns about how it may view itself. it depends on Master’s judgement for all and everything, except as Master my decide.
The slave’s integrity is measured in how well, quickly and adequatly it reports transgressions to its Owner.
1 Samuel 13
Saul was instructed to wait for Samuel to offer the sacrifices. Saul grew impatient and thought Samuel wasn't coming since he wasn't there when he thought he'd be. So Saul offered the sacrifice himself when he wasn't a priest or prophet and wasn't allowed to do so. Samuel told Saul that his kingdom would not continue and that the Lord was now looking for a man after his own heart.
Saul not only broke a commandment but he didn't have faith in the Lord that they would be fine from the Philistines until Samuel came to offer the sacrifices. Saul should have prayed and had more faith in the Lord. People ask me how I met my owners with all the fakes and players who are online. The following is my story. So you know, Master James had a massive stroked and passed away this year. The details are in my journal.Now, before we start, I am happily ownedI searched here and ALTcom for five years finding fakes, etc A friend of my was an INSEX model in those bdsm videos She told me to check out DomConDomCon is a twice annual BDSM convention The cities vary from year to yearAnyway, I went to the one in Atlanta and was looking around Fakes and liars dont seem to go to real conventionsAnyway, I was a single woman trying to get a table at a crowded restaurant at a huge convention Simply put, they didnt want to seat a single when they were turning tables of two or more A couple who had been in line behind me came to the hostess desk and changed their request to three people The lady smiled and asked me to join themGreat dinner, great conversation Three weeks later I sold all of my possessions in Vail, Colorado and moved to serve them in VermontWe have been happily living as Master Mistress slave and last November fifth was our eleventh anniversary as Master Mistress and slaveSo, keep the faith and consider going to a real convention You will be amazed at how many real people there actually areBest to you in your search,slave janet
So I have had a few people now ask me what I am looking for and normally I don't like to put this in to words because it isn't something that is set in stone. It is definitely fluid and ever-changing, but I guess I can put the basics.
Firstly, in order to define what I am looking for in a partner, I have to define who I am as my partner would be, in the most base sense, the opposite side of the same coin(s) (note the plural and you will start to see why this isn't so easy for me to define).
So lifestyle me in a nutshell:
-masochistic tendencies
- primal
- kajira
- slave
- submissive
- doll
- baby girl tendencies (not a little)
- slight brat tendencies
- service-oriented
- energy practitioner
Vanilla me in a nutshell:
- high functioning anxiety/manic depression (sometimes not so high functioning)
- extremely introverted
- Norse Pagan
- Gypsy Soul/ Wanderlust
- dog mom
- Scorpio (almost to a T, honestly minus the high sexual side)
- highly intelligent and logical
- overthinker
- animal lover
- hopeless romantic
So in the most BASIC sense, that is me...so from there I would be looking for someone to complement me in these areas. Great! So what does that look like? Well, let me attempt to paint a picture:
If you thought this part would be a bullet list, you will be sorely mistaken as it is not so easy to define.
Him-
The Dominant that I am searching for, as I stated before, would be my other half. I have MANY sides and nuances and so the person I need is someone who has all of the same sides, just on the opposite end of the spectrum. This is what I mean when I say I am searching for a unicorn as I am pretty sure it just doesn't exist.
In the most base sense, I need someone who is 100% an Alpha Male. Yeah, I know that society today frowns upon men being men, but I also know that there are some that are still out there as it is just a part of who they are. I get toxic masculinity, but I also know there are many 'manly' men out there that aren't just a meathead. I have an extremely large and active primal side and it will not submit to just anyone, so that Alpha presense is needed. I need someone who can put me in my place and who isn't afraid to be rough at times. I love things like pursuit, take down, capture; CnC; wrestling; etc.
If you made it past that part, the next thing would be someone who has more traditional views of a BDSM relationship. I am old school in a lot of my interests, wants, needs, and that zone in which I thrive. 24/7 M/s is where I find that I function the best. I love the depth of the relationship between a Master and a slave/kajira..but I also know how long it takes to foster the trust and depth of those relationships. I love the ritual and protocol of the M/s lifestyle and do extremely well in situations where everything in my life is controlled. This is not to say that only the daily that my outfits needs approved, but in like making sure my wardrobe is all choices that would be approved and they are sorted by occassions so that no matter what I would wear, it would be appropriate given the occasion and would have been approved.
I understand there are not many who want the responsibility of how involved this type of relationship is and they do not want to control every ect of someone's life. They just want their bedroom play and that is it. That is great for those people, but not what I am looking for.
I have a HUGE interest in the idea/concept of dollification. I know that most submissives/slaves may say that they want to be perfect for their Sir, but how many will go to the extent of actually doing it? This goes back to the slave mindset I believe in that I do want to be perfect for my Sir. If that entails changing hair color, getting tattoos, piercings, the type of clothing I wear, implants, waist training, etc...then so long as it is not illegal, it is want I would do/want with my Sir. This also includes sexual things such as stretching to be able to be fisted, or anal training, etc. This goes along with the 24/7 ect as typically enforced diets/excercise are a part of this.
My masocistic side is weird. I am not a masochist in the every day sense that I crave pain all the time or that it gets me off. It fucking hurts. However, pain for me is a means of catharsis and for me to be able to process emotion as I have a terrible habit of just bottling it up instead of expressing it in the moment. The pain allows me to release all of that. My masochistic side is also very largely dependent upon the energy between my partner and me. I can take A couple that I have had recent discussions with lately has turned into silence. I was really liking them both. It seems like they wanted a decision much sooner than I wanted and with at least talking on the phone. I wanted to talk on phone. They wanted a decision before talking.
My emails from last 3 days have gone unanswered. A total of 4 emails, including a proposed contract. Hoped they were real. I wish them a great future, whatever it may bring. I'm sorry that it was not with me. They both seemed fun and submissive. So I am still alone. I don't want anyone with children. I'm NOT a sugar daddy nor rich.
Am in mental and emotional pain right now. I'm almost certainly going to regret writing this, but it's come up a couple times now with potential play partners and maybe this will save me some time in the future.
First: I'm a libertarian. What does this mean? The shortest definition I've been able to find is "I believe gay married couples should be able to defend their pot plants with machine guns." I also believe if government is the answer, the question was a smorgasbord of banality and despair.
For those of you who know me, know what I do, and what I've done, you know I've found myself having to deal with confrontations from time to time. I don't want to hype this because I know there are plenty of you who've had to go much further into the quicksand of defusing conflict than I have, and are better at it. However, I have learned some things along the way. Most importantly, everything I've gotten from training and experience is that the way you produce positive change with people you disagree with is to look for the things you have in common and build on them. I don't care if it's a mutual hatred of Brussels Sprouts, it's a starting point. You may never get to a point where you like the other person (and that's fine), but in finding that common ground you're at least likely to walk away acknowledging your common humanity and not hating them. If you're seeking out the things you conflict on and using them as a justification for not engaging (or worse, starting a fight), you truly are part of the problem.
No one is going to share your political beliefs down to the finest detail, and if you're dogmatic about it (right or left), you're going to find yourself alone. The really sad thing about this is that I promise you your political beliefs are the least interesting and most tedious part of who you are. People who live and breathe politics are like people who obsess over cars. I don't want to have an in-depth discussion with anyone on "the violence inherent in the system" or the great new exhaust note your car makes with straight pipes you put on.
Lets see if we can find something interesting to talk about instead. This is a kink community. Your interest in bondage or S&M or your new latex catsuit is a much more intriguing conversation than how culpable the president is for gas prices.
Ooh when did these come back?
Right, since we're here, I have no interest in locating to the States, or anywhere else really. We can save everyone's time by assuming if you want a live in slave it ain't me.
We'll also save lots of time if you note that I am a CIS female pansexual, I believe trans women are women and I'd rather you didn't use me to justify your prejudice, and IMHO the 11th doctor is the best (so far, high hopes for 14).
Oh and I very rarely delete messages so if you send a cut and paste you've sent before I will be able to tell, likewise if we've spoken and you're forgotten. I'm vacinated and boosted, but that doesn't mean I'm just going to hop on a plane and sweep you up out of your life.
a- that's stupid. You probably have work and friends and a life (or at least I would hope you would)
b- distance is my #1 problem factor. I genuinely want to play with someone here, in my nice playspace, not in a hotel room.
c- COVID is still a thing and I'm not looking to take my chances. If I do travel, it's by car or train these days unless it's for work. 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
I am well aware of the nature of this site. A place where individuals indulge in their wildest desires and fetishes. However, I cannot help but ponder on the intricacies of my own desires.
I do not find superficial compliments or shallow attempts at flattery to be of any interest to me. I am not impressed by those who claim to have read my profile, only to immediately express their desire to engage in carnal acts with me. It is possible that I have come to the wrong place to satisfy my true desires.
What truly ignites my passions is the ability to engage in a meaningful conversation with someone. Discussions that range from the trivial to the serious, the playful to the flirtatious, and even the melancholy. The back and forth banter that flows effortlessly, covering a wide range of topics, from our personal relationships to the state of the world. And, of course, the subtle glances and touches that make us lose all coherent thought.
Is such a connection still possible in this digital age? I often find myself questioning if I am living in a fantasy world. But, then again, the mere thought of it ignites a fire within me. Perhaps, someday, I will find it once more. People are fascinating. We are a true mix of talents, experiences, complexities, desires, strengths, weaknesses and hope.
Relationships are a balancing act of attraction, relation, commonality, goals and ideals. Kink adds an extra layer of intricacy.
I see a dichotomy in many profiles on here: the desire to be seen alongside a desire to be enveloped in a new lifestyle. CONNECTIONS UPDATEas of Sun 14th Nov 2021Our search continues and discussions continue to be held.
We know one day at least one of those discussions will turn in to a real life connection. It has happened before, and it will happen again, but will that be with you ? i got home this morning, well right before noon, opened the front door.. There was the cat sitting, looking very happy with herself and the pup just too excited. She was running back and forth, from the door to the middle of the room, at a very fast speed. i am rather amazed she does not knock her head more often! Here is the point of it.. the cat left a present for me. i looked down, thinking it was her jingle bell play mouse... Nope!! It was a real mouse she had killed.. for me. Is that not sweet of her? The last time, she killed 6 of them and laid them all out in a line. i hope this is finally the end of them!
THE WIFEno pantiesAss lubedReady to be fucked up her ass at all timesServes his friends bare assOn occasion, pimped out
So you want to submit to me or just anyone female.
Fine. My requirements are simple. Shave or trim those nads of yours. I don't want to have to search the bushes looking for that beanie weenie. Trust me, you do not want any of my toys possibly pulling out pubs by the root, unless you like that sort of thing. I've done it before to subbies.
1. shave or trim the nads.
Have good hygiene. I do not want to smell you before I see you. Those pics you post on here, no one wants to see someone who does not take care of himself. Shower, shave your face or trim that facial hair. Have some pride when you present yourself to a possible mistress.
2. Clean yourself up. Think of it as a job interview. Let’s contemplate the issue of energy when it come to sex among equals. As a rule nature is perceived as male and female, positive and negative, dry and wet, light and dark, cold hot; you get the idea. However if we add to these categories the fact that there are many ways in which these elements can manifest it becomes apparent that in nature these concepts are very fluid. There are many ways in which gender is conceptualize by cultures and more varied indeed is the manner in which gender roles are characterized. When it comes to love among equal genders these categories manifest but from the standpoint of strength which is the value of the male realm. Passive, submissive, or any other adjectives given to the bottom are but description of how the male strength choses to emerge in a male/male relationship; the same way when we use other adjectives to characterize tops. Any word and denomination is constraining and the truth is that there are many ways to be a bottom and many ways to be a top and the fluidity of these energies are always in a state of flux.
As a rule the male strength is always present regardless of the role we play in an intimate relationship. The strength and force of a male grip either using the hand, the mouth the anus, or the phallus is still a manifestation of that universal force that permeates all of us as we engage each other’s energy within the chosen role. That is a point of departure; there can not be a top without a bottom or vice versa. It is as I said before the natural order of things. No one can denny the fact that we are relating our energies in a sexual encounter as a male to male proposition but in a different degree of intensity which makes the encounter fulfilling and meaningful. The organs involved speak to the degree of energy engaged and no one can forget the fact that there is a male exchange of energies which is mutually fulfilling when done right. more to come here is a taste of the next part
Slave and pet are now preparing you for what will be the most by far the largest/greatest thing you have ever done in your whole life time. This will truly test your love, might and soul.
You look around the lit up room and see a full dungeon for what is worth. Rows of floggers, canes, cat-n-nines, hung so neatly, placed on one wall. You see several shapes, sizes, thicknesses and all different colors. You have never seen such a collection this large before. Your attention is brought to the one that is glittering in the light, off to the left middle side. It shimmers softly in the glow of the room. I've come to realize that a kink of mine, using "it" pronouns, in regard to ob ject ification and recognizing that I am an has really started to become ingrained. I've been feeling awkward using the word "it" with others because I've been the topic of ridicule before in a Discord chat.
People who are comfortable using the term, who enjoy using the term, who want to have an "it" is who I am looking for. That doesn't suspend my expectation that people will read my profile. My profile provides a lot of information about me and I absolutely know when people don't read it.
The more I think about the pronoun and persona, the more I know that it's going to be a long term kink. Well I thought I'd make a few things clear on here I dont seek anyone who is sub I only seek dominant peole who seek somone to use and to serve them. It's not in my nature to be dominant, I just love serving and making peole happy whether that be during sex or anything else that's what makes me happy and turns me on.
I am likeing he thought of being a full time slave/sub for someone and serving them the best I can even if that means relocating.
I can be domestic and a slut in the bedroom if required. I know my place. I'm also very kinky into bdsm in many ways and get off on it.
suzy x x
New Kink Unlocked!
She told me on the phone...
You invite me in and walk me back to your bedroom. You order me to strip and to get on the bed in a doggy position. You are still clothed and slide a blindfold over my eyes. I can hear the shuffle of clothes as you disrobe and feel your weight shift on the bed behind me. Your fingers slide between my legs and can feel how wet the anticipation has made me. And then I gasp as you slide the length of your cock into my pussy, feeling your size for the first time. It has been quite a while since I was last with anyone and you are surprised by how tight I am. You grab my hips and begin fucking me from behind. You tell me that I am just a dirty cum dump and that my only job to take the fucking you feel like giving me. Your rhythm quickens and I can feel you filling me with your cum.
But you don't pull out, and I feel your hands spreading my ass cheeks apart. You feel my pussy twitch as you rub my asshole with your thumb. You tell me another part of being your dirty cum dump is to take your cock in every hole. You tell me that you are going to fuck me in the ass and that I'm going to take your load there as well. You squeeze some lube on me and begin working in your finger to prep the hole. You ask me where your cock is going and I tell you "my ass sir."
You "And why is it going into your ass?"
Me "Because I'm your cum dump and my job is to take you cock in any hole you choose." Your cock has gotten hard again inside me and your fingers have lubed up my hole. You pull your cock out and I then feel your head pressing against my asshole. You lean your weight forward and over me, whispering in my ear to relax and take it as you slowly slide your full length into me. I feel so full and the size of you initially feels impossibly large. You give me a couple second to adjust to your size before you start a slow, gentle rhythm. You feel feel my body accept your and tell me "I'm going to fuck you faster now," and I feel a spike of nervousness as I already feel pushed to my limit of intensity. You are fucking me a bit harder and tell me that I'm doing a good job taking your cock so you are going to give me an orgasm. One hand reaches below me and starts playing with my clit... palm pressing perfecrly. The other hand reaches around and finds a nipple to pinch and squeeze. Your touch sends me over the edge, forcing me to cum hard on your cock. You cum as well, my orgasm essentially milking your load from your cock. You tell me I was a good cum dump and did my job well. I love it when you praise me for being a good toy. You roll me to my side and your mouth finds my tit as you finger me again with your fingers. You have me keep the blindfold on as we cuddle for a bit. Then I clean you and get ready for bed... wanting to sleep in your arms... but also thinking, worrying? wishing? you will take me in the middle of the night. It has been a week since your initial inspection
I have had you serve me daily. Your domestic skills are very good and you are quite the handyman
You endure your daily spankings, but
your limits need to be pushed as far as pain tolerance
Today I have errands to run, prior to leaving, I blindfold you and lead you to the bed
I assist you to lay on your side and place you in a fetal position
I bound your hands behind your back and your feet they found it together
I slowly pushed your knees more forward to expose your man pussy
I grab my favorite remote butt plug lube it up really nicely and slide it in
I kiss you on the forehead and tell you I should be back shortly and as I'm leaving out the bedroom I grab my phone and begin the wonderful stimulation of your man pussy
My late wife whom I lost 10 years ago, loved bondage in many forms. On a trip to vegas I setup a situation to totally driver her mad..... We went out to a nice dinner very well dressed and a show. She attired as follows for it..... thigh boots well heeled, stocking with garters PVC Garter belt, a steel chastity belt no plugs, all under a leather mini skirt, tight strong pvc under bust corset well laced, pvc string bra, covered with a white satin blouse. She was my arm candy for the night. Needless to say she was whispering in my ear delicious thoughts, needs, desires, and beggings to be used. Being so bound and restricted via the chastity belt meant she was not able to effectively finger herself in the booth as we ate and had to endure the knowledge that I controlled her sex and its release. When we retired after some gambling and teasing by both of us, once in the room she seductively stripped her shirt and begged me to release her, i made her spread against window in the hotel room and released her chastity and held her firmly by the hair and ravished her to my pleasure..... that evening she stayed booted and corseted and skirted but bound at the feet and wrists... I took her 2x more that night and she crawled on me begging for cock and talking about how much she was made into a object of sexual pleasure. The Lesson in the Red Chair
T.L. Duncan
He showed up trembling.
Not from fear—at least, not the kind he admitted—but from the anticipation he’d been drowning in for weeks. Every message he sent dripped with eagerness, with that hungry little please he tried to hide behind politeness.
I opened the door before he had a chance to knock twice.
“Inside,” I told him.
He obeyed instantly, the good ones always do.
My living room was dim, lit only by the soft glow of the salt lamp and the single, deliberate spotlight shining down on the red leather chair in the center of the room. That chair wasn’t decorative. That chair was ritual.
Attitude matters!
I will be clear here.
If I choose you and you are not fit, healthy and eat healthy per My desires.
I will put you on a strict diet and exercise program.
I don't care what you weighed in high school or your younger years.
That is not what you look like today.
Who you are today, what you look like today is all I will see, and matters to Me!
Strip naked, take a long look in the mirror from every angle, take photos of yourself.
Are you proud of your appearance?
Or do you need to put in the work?
I am on a journey to better fitness and appearance.
If you are not, or have no ambition to, we will not match up.
you don't have to be perfect right now, although that is desirable.
What you do need is to be putting in the work and working on the goal of better health, healthy eating/diet, and becoming physically fit.
Eliminating substances from your consumption that is not healthy.
Watch 'Biggest Looser', maybe it will inspire you.
Its free to watch on freevee app
May 16, 2023 - Sextoy69 got a HARD throat fucking today !It's been awhile since he has stopped by. And last time he came by it was unannounced and I was in my bathroom. He said it was hot that all I had on was the bathrobe.So this time, knowing he was going to arrive, I dressed all in leather. A leather jockstrap, a leather harness, a leather vest, a leather Sir cap.I told him to come on in when he gets here but instead I surprised him by meeting him in the garage dressed like I've described.His face lit up as soon as he walked into the garage and could see me. I told him, "I thought I would dress up a bit today for you."He said, that looks great.We headed upstairs and he started to lay down on the bed on his back. Normally I just climb on top of him and start throat fucking him right away. This time I had other ideas.I told him to get on all fours with his head down on the mattress and his ass in the air. I lubed up a finger and started playing with the outside of his ass. His dick started to get hard so I reached between his legs and started playing with it. Eventually I slipped my finger in his ass and found his prostate gland and started pushing on it. I felt his cock bounce in my other hand.I continued playing with his ass with one finger until I felt him starting to loosen up. Eventually I put a second finger in with a bit of extra lube. I stopped playing with his cock and concentrated on his ass for a while. I rotated my two fingers around stretching his hole open. His chest collapsed even more onto the bed as he pushed his ass higher into the air.I reached between his legs again and started playing with his hard cock. There was pre-cum dripping out. I pulled my fingers out of his ass, and collected some of the pre-cum on those fingers and shoved my fingers and his pre come back into his ass.As I played with his cock his ass tightened around my fingers. This only made it even more fun to spend my fingers around and listen to him moan. Occasionally after playing with his cock for a while my fingers were sticky with his precum so I started playing with my own cock using his pre-cum. I knew eventually he'd be sucking my dick which would mean he would be sucking his own pre-cum off my cock.Although we've been playing for a while I've only fucked him once before. And he didn't really like the experience, although he loves sucking and choking on my cock. As I was playing with his ass, and playing with my own cock using his precum, I wanted to fuck him so bad. But, we hadn't discussed it so I kind of put it out of my mind and just kept playing.I eventually got a third finger into his tight ass using even more lube. Then I reached back behind me to the table and got a large rubber dildo. It's narrower at the tip and grows wider as more and more gets pushed in. With very little effort, it started to slide in his ass. I pulled it out and shoved it back in, fucking him with it. Fucking him with it the way I wanted my cock to fuck him.I pushed a little deeper, and then pulled it all the way out again. Added a little lube and pushed it in to the same depth again. Still playing with my own cock, I would occasionally play with his cock to get more precum on my hand to lubricate my cock. He was pushing his ass higher and higher into the air, but at the same time spreading his legs so I could continue to play with this cock.The toy was now pushed in his ass far enough that it was equivalent to the three fingers I had in him just moments ago. So I pushed a little further, a little harder, and more of the toy slipped up his ass. His hole was now quite stretched. He was making wonderful grunting noises as I fucked him with it.
View the rest of tHe story at http://www.SirKel.topPlease, no fantasists, be genuine, like actually a real, honest person. Be honest about your experience, lack of, whatever, being new is fine, or not having a lot of experience, that is ok, after all that was the case for everyone at one time.
Please have realistic expectations, be real, it takes time to build a connection, get to know me first, as I will you, so no fantasy pushing, or trying to use me as a kink vending machine, I am a person first, and while being kinky, and a dominant is part of who I am, It's by no means the whole story. So please respect me enough to not jump into my inbox using titles, or trying to insta me, as it's not going to happen. If you haven't the patience, self-discipline to do that, please don't message me.
If you like what you see on my profile, feel free to start a conversation about it, an aspect of it, or ask a question. It's unlikely, I will start a convo first, so feel free to start one first.
T On Self-Mastery Before Mastery Over Others
A Master who seeks to command another must first command himself. Authority without discipline is nothing but noise—loud, fleeting, and without weight. True mastery begins within: the mind must be sharpened, the emotions steadied, and the will made unshakable. Only then can the Master stand above his slave with confidence and clarity.
A Master who has not mastered himself becomes ruled by impulse. Anger dictates his words, jealousy clouds his vision, and fear drives his actions. Such a man cannot lead, for he is a servant to his own weakness. A slave will sense this instability, and with it, respect will erode. Without respect, obedience becomes hollow, and the dynamic crumbles.
To achieve self-mastery, the Master must practice three disciplines:
Discipline of the Mind – The Master must think clearly, without being swayed by fear, envy, or pride. Reflection, study, and intentional learning strengthen the intellect and refine judgment.
Discipline of the Body – The Master must hold himself with presence and authority. Care of health, posture, and bearing are not vanity—they are symbols of control and power that the slave must see and feel.
Discipline of the Spirit – The Master must know his own values, beliefs, and purpose. He must act from principle, not reaction, and embody consistency in every command.
When the Master governs himself, his commands are unquestionable. His slave will feel the certainty of his hand, the steadiness of his rule, and the clarity of his authority. Self-mastery is the root of all mastery; without it, the title of Master is an empty shell.
Let it be remembered: before a Master can claim ownership of another, he must first prove ownership of himself. 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.” OK wow.! A lot of things have changed and I just recently stumbled back upon this website. I will update as a refresh my page and friends list, I know most members are no longer active. Honestly I'm all over on fet but.... ya know. Over the years I have learned more about myself, my wants and needs as well as the lifestyle I want to lead. Even got a few close friends into the pot lol. We will see if this page is worth saving, I did make some substantial connections here once upon a time. Hi, so, I have a fantasy and am looking to offer my submissive, services for anyone hosting a Superbowl party 🎉 🏉
I'm available to dress, cheer and play along however you decide! Show me off to your friends, use me as a wager, or just keep me locked away as your good luck charm 😘
Message me for more information so we can set something up!! I'm looking forward to being able to being your slutty little cheer squad! ❣️🙏 It's odd to me that some men don't understand why there are women on here (and in general) who don't want to do what they want. Men who contact women dick or fetish first, either visually or through words, and are peeved that the women aren't ready to immediately engage with them the way they expected. "Hey, lady, if you don't want to do what interests me, why are you even here?! Since I find you attractive, you have to find me attractive, too!" How terribly disappointing for them to discover that women have their own interests and come here (and anywhere else) to pursue what they want. Like, a xxx69MasterChode69xxx or a MrSirDomPencilDick4Lyf are really under the impression that women have been online just waiting for when they would contact them. There's no other reason a woman would be online.
I know I certainly don't have my own interests and kinks. Of course not. I've just been waiting for another pic of an utterly forgettable male member in an endless onslaught of utterly forgettable male members or a lame headless torso, or worse yet, a vanilla guy who thinks a sloppy bj qualifies as "kinky" on a kink site. I'm interested in pursuing my own kinks with the people who interest me. I don't care what a guy wants. I didn't ask about his fetishes. I don't request pictures, so I'm not trying to see someone's face, body, or dick. And unless my curiosity has been piqued enough that I'd be open to pursuing anything with a guy, none of those things are relevant to me. I am here for my reasons, my kinks, my sexual pursuits. They don't have to be the same as yours. I am not going to pander to what a guy wants just because he wants it. Sorry to say but I'm not going to respond to a message that just says "hi" or "hello" I would prefer something a little more than that in your first message for example "hi, how are you? " and maybe a little something about yourself. I will also NOT accept messages from someone not in my state sorry but that's just my preference. Also if you have to send me a rude message like "are you behaving" you are clearly not worth my time and energy because it is not something a complete stranger needs to know. So about 6 months ago 7 months ago I got pregnant with the love of my life's child he left me a week before I found out try to work things out with him he didn't want that so I'm moving on and dealing with the hormonal emotions of being pregnant being alone but there's nothing I can do about it we all make our choices I'm kind of glad he's gone though some days and then there's other days I wish he could experience it with me cuz to me growing life is fascinating and feeling him kick me is pretty freaking cool I mean sometimes side effaspects are interesting others it's like the f*** why did I do this to myself but it is what it is as long as my little scrap is healthy that's all I care about So don't call me Mistress. If you don't know me and you are not my property and you have not requested permission to call me Mistress, I am not your Mistress and don't call me that. It's not a total rejection of you, it's a boundary. There are LOTS of other respectful ways to address me. I prefer Ms. Elorin, you can call me Ms (pronounced miz). You can call me Mrs (pronounced missus). I don't mind ma'am. You can just call me Elorin. But not Mistress, and not Goddess, until you have earned the right. Update for this site: I'm turning 39 next week, I don't think this website displays your real age... I was in a monogamous relationship up until a couple of years ago for roughly 5 years. It was a good relationship, and we are still friends, but we ended things amiacbly because we just needed something different and it became clear that I need BDSM in my life on a consistent and regular basis, whereas her path is different from mine. I've had a few mixed experiences since then, I have established a long distance dynamic that focuses on bondage with one of my best friends. I've spoke to different people, met friends and been to my first club and events as well. I did meet someone else this year and had a lot of fun, but it wasn't meant to be. I want to talk to more people and hopefully keep making meaningful connections, otherwise I'm all here for bondage related fun. Today I had a revisit to my neurologist. I had an issue in November that caused he to be taken to the hospital via ambulance. I had an issue called drop in my left foot and it caused me to fall because I had trouble lifting my foot. Today I had a test where the stuck pins in my leg and ran pulses through them to see if I was getting stimulation to the nerves in my foot and legs. It feels really weird when you don't have control of 1/4 of your body. The first test was done with stickies like for an EKG, then the second one was done with the needles.
The good news is that there is a marked improvement, if not I would have been referred to a surgeon. the bad news is the spot he stuck the pin in my back, he stuck it in tested, and pushed in further to test again, hurts still. It's crazy.
Wednesday is a treadmill stress test, oh yay me, It's been a while... hello all! Happy New Year. For those that send sweet message, thank you.
I noticed my profile doesn't talk about what I'm looking for due to that whole profile approval crap they were doing a few years ago. I am a DL first & foremost. I love wearing. I do use them. More wet then messy. I am in a LTR, it's very vanilla. He knows that I wear but doesn't know the extent of it. I've been wearing for years, our relationship is weird, some days I'm happy, most days I'm not. It's just been a long time & it's just hard to get up & go, specially without support.
I would love to eventually find someone that can be my daddy dom who accepts diapers & would want me as his diapered slave. I wear as often as I can, but I am not able to be 247. So if anyone on this site is still out there looking for his baby girl, feel free to msg me, let's see where it goes.
PS- I've been doing long enough- if you reach out & you're asking pervy questions, just a Hello, or I've seen you reach out before & it's the same copy paste as before- you're not getting a response from me. Happy 2026 all!
PS- Be Kind. We may not all agree on the same kinks, but we're all here looking for something different than the rest of the vanillas. We're all weird in our own ways. I’m looking for good little subbies and sissies to be in pictures and videos for My fan page content & social media. You will receive in person domination, humiliation, worship, chastity teasing and other fun. Meanwhile I’ll be giggling and snapping pictures of you! I also love showing the pictures to my Girlfriends and tweeting My fav
You must be in good shape, fun, obedient, open-minded and local to me/Able to travel .
I’m in the UK. SOUTH WEST cardiology follow up this morning, doc says I'm doing okay, function closer to 35% than 20... so I assume that's good... I mean I know it is but still ugh... he says with all these lovely new meds (5 I think... maybe more) I should be much more improved with in 6 months... only time will tell
sometimes I just feel like giving up cause I feel like it's hopeless, I've lost friends and a boyfriend to this fucking condition and it does take a toll, it's not just physically painful and exhausting it's mentally as well... however my desire to beat this is greater than my ability to resign so I think I'll torment this mud ball for a few decades more... In lieu of the entry directly below, spent the first 2 weeks of February this year, in a Hospital bed dying from kidney failure. Thankfully the doctors caught it before it was beyond complete failure and before the need to discuss transplants became a topic. The issue basically meant my kidneys weren't cleaning my blood properly and my blood was effectively flytipping excess body proteins the kidney didn't transfer to the Bladder and Intestines, into the rest of my body, this was clogging up arteries, clinging onto muscles and organs slowly crippling my bodies ability to function.
I went into hospital weighing in at 23 stone, and came out at just under 17 stone. Hell of a weight loss regimine, but I don't recommend it, its a potential killer (pun intended)
I am now mostly free to pursue what I would like from this lifestyle, however I am still on the mend in some capacity and cannot perform every task I once used to enjoy to the full capacity and this will reflect on what I will agree to submit to.
This problem is mostly physcial stuff like housecleaning, but also things like going out dressed in heels, as I get very dizzy sometimes with headaches when I stand for long periods, This is mostly a blood pressure issue, which I am in discuession with my doctor at solving, but in the meantime I need understanding from would be Dominant's I agree to meet, that these sort of things are not high on my list.
I am still seeking a Dominant Male or the Elusive Dominant All Male couple, whethr they're married, friends or whatever isn't important. I see myself mostly as a sex slave who wishes to be put into bondage and used eventually with rough face fuckings and rear end action. I can submit to some pain play but nothing excessive, as a diabetic I just don't heal wounds such as welts and lesions on the skin, they take months to recover from and I am just not that kind of pain slut. If you cannot restrict your sadistic needs to sore skin or keeping your slave in uncomfortable bondage situations or furniture, I am unlikely to be what you seek. Any initial sex dates need to be safe anal sex, we can discuss things like bareback if we become a full time relationship, as I see bareback being between 2 people or more, who are only fucking each other, and theres trust in place that they're not sleeping around with anything with a pulse.
Ideally I seek a Master or more with a decent sized cock, I am sorry but if you are under 7 inches, you are just not big enough to arouse my sexual interest and you'll be wasting your time.
If you're UK based and you are ok with my medical issues, at least willing to discuss their impact and accept my limitations on what I can and cannot do, lets chat and see if there is a spark. Kink is all relative. I have many extreme ones and some mild ones. The thing is, I only have few "must-haves".
I am not and will never be absolutely monogamous. That isn't to say I am looking for a poly relationship or some sort of stable of slaves. Hardly that. That is negotiable.
I have a simple rule "obey". I do not llike "funishment". Again, we can negotiate what that meanns as eveery dynamic is as different as the conswenting folks involved.
I enjoy orgasm control, teasing and denial. You must be willing to give me that control.
The rest of it is optional.
I wish you all peace, joy and laughter. 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. I understand trolls have their role in this world. Both online and in real life if that’s what you believe. I’ve placed enough warnings that if your trolls stay away. If you’re dumb enough to approach me, I’m gonna rip you apart and I’m gonna feed you your inners. This is my final warning. I’m done with people being fake and breaking promises just like everybody else else’s. But I’ve decided to stand up and fight for my right to live. The prey has become the predator so fuck you.
maybe this is help trolls hear me roar !!!! Some of you have ridiculous expectations, you want entirely too much and its just not realistic. For the amount of subs and slaves here who complain about not being able to find anyone there's 10 times the dominants here looking as well. Granted a lot of dominants here aren't what they should be, neither are a good amount of subs.
My husband and I are a great couple with a lot to offer, sadly we keep finding ourselves talking to the most delusional of people here and it's just repetitive wastes of time and tiring.
It would be nice for once to meet someone who's grounded in reality, looking for an actual relationship and ambitious enough to start something real. In addition to wanting to meet those that wish to expand their BDSM horizons our needs at the moment are for SERVICE oriented slaves/subs, an excellent oppertunity is here for a cuck couple. We are sailing down the ICW and require people to attend to our shore needs like fetching groceries and going to hardware stores. Like bondage? We've got rope coming out our ears here on the boat haha! Long term at this point in not likely but great kink is always a possibility. Longing:
In darkness I have fallen but a shadow of a woman. longing for truth in the arms of a stranger. hidden beneath the depths of such darkening layers. I seek what is there, calling on the edges of my awareness, like shadows dancing upon the glen, will this madness end, I do not know, I am lost in the ever changing vortex that has shrouded me in it's swirling mystery, it is a dance perhaps more erotic than that of lovers entwined for this dance is the dance of life.
OMG I just found out about inverted chastity tubes.
I never knew anyone else ever inverted their little clity. I can't imagine wearing one of these long term. I can't imagine what I would do to get it taken off.
I've also been becoming really interested in full ruber encasement and dollification. Wow this is some intense stuff. I can't imageine how long it would take to loose all sense of individuality in one of these. I am using this journal entry as a reminder for all of us to listen to our instincts.
Distrubing experience, i had a man, [USERNAME REMOVED], contact me, he was nice and courteous, said he was very intrigued and wanted to get to know me better. Not having photos on my profile, as a courtesy, in my reply I sent a photo stating it was from 2 weeks ago, and requested one from him without hats or sunglasses.
He replied that I had sunglasses and he wanted photos from me without sunglasses. Red flag for me that he will be a problem
I replied, this is not tit, for tat and I dont feel we will suit. Thanked him for his interest and wished him good luck. I then also explained those were not sunglasses, but preion red filter glasses for a sun sensitivity. They don't prohibit clear view of my face at all
In an aggressive accusatory tone, he replied, my photo looked like a strip mall in the US with cars and trucks. And i was not good at faking photos, and I looked like a man in a dress 😂
i had already said the photo was from 2 weeks ago, I didnt feel the need to say it, but it was while i was in the US and the strip mall was where i had my hair done. His accusatory tone and misogynistic turn, proved to me, from that first reply about the photo, I was correct in feeling he would be a problem. Always trust your instincts.
Nonetheless, i wrote a reply acknowledging, yes it was in a strip mall in the US while I was visiting 2 weeks ago and had he asked about the fact Im in Portugal and it appears the photo is from the US, his question would have been answered. And it would have been a lesson in assuming the worst in people. My theory about that, is people tend to project onto you what they would do and hence the distrust.
He'll never learn the lesson, after he went Jekyll and Hyde, he blocked me.
People live in multiple places and travel all over the world, have photos from everywhere, phone numbers from different countries and if you have questions about where they are actually located, simply ask.
ASSUMPTIONS never work out!
I have, in the past 6 months, been messaged by 2 different men who had something about raceplay in either their messages or in their profiles. Allow me to be perfectly clear: any racial slur, race play, homophobic slur, misogyny, or domination from any aspect of supposed genetic superiority is a limit. I grew up having various slurs directed towards myself, family, and friends and they are a quick way to have me block you.
I mean the following in an honest and non judgemental way: if you have those desires, I would encourage you to look into your personal history and see why you have those desires or urges and honestly discuss them with a licensed professional. It is often a product of internalized hatred towards yourself or others through no fault of your own. Talking with a professional will help you to a much happier place where you can feel more comfortable with yourself and others.
BUT, do not send me messages with any form of racial, transphobic, homophobic, or misogynistic slur in them. It will lead to me immediately blocking you and reporting the message. Having anything about race in your profile (other than your own) will result in a short message and me blocking you. You are only harming yourself and it's a hard limit for me. Consider this your one and only warning. Random ficlet:
I gleefully stood, naked, and allowed my my hands to be bound together by a man who I knew wanted nothing more than to devour me. I grinned in anticipation as he guided my bound hands above my head and looped to tail of the rope through a chain hanging from the rafters above us. Once the rope was looped through the chain, I noticed him smirk as he pulled the rope tight and my arms were stretched further over my head until I had to rest mostly on the balls of my feet, leaving me in an unsteady stance.
I was so wet that I felt like my slick was dripping down my thighs and my pussy was clenching in anticipation and nervousness. I couldn't help but shift around in my eagerness and groaned as I felt my naked thighs sliding wetly against each each other as my pussy practically drips with want.
My eyes were wide as you faced me and pulled my right leg up to expose my pussy. You clutched your throbbing dick in your hand. I felt you take a moment to rub your cock along my wet slit, I hear you groan when your dick meets the warm and wet folds of my pussy lips. I feel your grip on my thigh tighten right as you slide your dick easily into my wet, slutty hole.
I groaned, and before I even had time to register the intrusion, you were pumping into me, eager to feel more of my slick, clenching hole.
This didn't last long, though, as it wasn't nearly all that you wanted. You pulled out, much to my displeasure, my pussy was throbbing and needed much more. I saw you retrieve the leather belt from your discard pants and knew my ass and thighs were about to be on fire and I shuddered in a combination of trepidation and want.
I watched you loop the belt in half and pull it taught, making the leather snap delightfully. When our eyes met, I watched your face turn predatory when you met my playful and challenging look. I grinned, and hoping to sound more confident than I was in that moment, I looked up at you said "Do not bore me.”
I watched as you shook your head and gave me a sly grin as you casually walked behind me. I heard your shifting movements, so the crack of the belt on my ass didn't come as a surprise, but the intensity was.
Normally I have to coax a man into being comfortable taking what he wants, I habitually challenge Doms, as it's the only way I can get close to what I need. I often end up still feeling like im in charge and having to teach someone to be a Dom.
The cocky challenge to not bore me wasn't needed here. I shrieked and rose up on my toes at the HARD initial strike. Before I even had time to process the pain, you were in front of me and grasping my face in your hand, fingers and thumb digging into my cheeks and forcing me to look up at you.
"I'm going to whip you until you cry, and then I'm going to keep whipping you until you can't hold yourself up anymore and are begging me.."
While you were talking, you forced two fingers into my mouth while holding my face still, clearly making a point. You pushed them in until I gagged and held them there while I tried to keep from dry heaving
"Pleading with me to breed you like a desperate bitch in heat..."
Copy-paste messages? Really??
Congratulations! You've just been delivered the Kiss of Death section. At the exact moment you should be putting forth real effort to make a first impression, you show me you're too lazy to even try. And the best part? You actually expect authentic engagement from me while you vomit recycled garbage into my inbox. Pathetic.
I don't entertain laziness, and I certainly don't reward it. Goodbye.
Please come with something of substance if you message me. Something more than just "hi",
A man recently told me that I have the ability to say "no" to anyone I choose to, even a Dom. Because even though a sub I still deserve respect and always have a choice.
please be respectful when you message me or I will not answer.
I am looking for something of substance, I want the mental connection before the physical one, I want the intense, can't live without you connection.
happy searching my take of "ALLAN POE"Since childhood, I've never been
Like others were - I've never seen
The world as they do, nor felt the same
Passions from a common flame.
My sorrows don't come from their source,
And joy doesn't move me with its force.
All that I've loved, I've loved alone,
In my childhood, when life was unknown.
From the depths of good and ill,
My mystery was drawn and still
Binds me, with its enduring power,
From the mountain's cliff and the fountain's shower.
From the sun's golden autumn glow,
To the lightning and the thunder's show,
From the storm and the passing cloud,
That in my mind, a demon shroud.
Yet, though I've walked this path alone,
I've found my strength in being shown
The beauty and the darkness too,
That others might not see or do.
For in the storm and in the calm,
I've found a peace, a healing balm,
That's helped me through life's many trials,
And filled my heart with lasting smiles.
So though I may not be the same
As others in this world's grand game,
I've learned to embrace my unique fate,
And find my joy, though it may be late. He was there when i was brokenHe was there when the tears shreddedHe was there when my meds wasnt workingHe was there walking by my side protecting meHe was there to pick up the pieces when my family threw me to the wolvesHe was there for me when i felt aloneHe was there to pick up the phone when i needed to talkHe was there for me when i had a mental snap due to my medical problemsHe was there for me through thick and thinHe was there tp correct me when i messed upHe was there and has been for going on 11 yearsIt all started by a simple friend requestHe was there for my failures and successesCan you say that about your Master? If not good you deserve itMy Master is my saver im still breathing because of him thank you Master i respect you and thank you for being there for me and allowing me to walk by you now its my turn to return it if you need me im one phone call away just a text away im here for you Well It is Reserved its accomodation at Hotel Zero, VIP passes x3 for Montreal Fetish Weekend and flights booked.
I had guests fetish Model friends from the UK and another Dom who was claiming it till something happened to him coming all with it.
Now it feels lost that it might be going to this event by itself. Till it finds it feet there and hopefully like other Newbie first timers to this MFW event we get thru The Meet and Greet cocktail first night event on the 29th August and meet others to connect with especially for the play parties. Please do not contact me if only you are looking for a chat buddy. I will not endlessly text with anyone. There should be progression in getting to know someone and not just text messaging. There should be phone calls at some point when both are comfortable. But if I have text back-and-forth with someone for a couple of months I will lose interest and discontinue communication. I don't know about anyone else, but for me personally typing in a code every time I send a message gets tiresome. At some point the conversation needs to be taking either by voice or video chat. I'm sure we have all come across scammers or fakes pretending to be something they are not. I do not mean just men, women as well.
Just because I am submissive does not mean I am gullible or a doormat. I am a submissive woman, not your submissive. Be respectful of my time as it is a valuable resource just like yours is. Respect is a two-way street.
FYI: I am seeking a masculine/Alpha man that is tall, I prefer men 6'2 or taller. Although no shorter than 6 feet tall. Goddess has been back on site for a while, and wants to clarify some about Her Profile.
First, to be clear, Goddess has a fulfilling and rewarding RT Kink and Vanilla Life. She is here to interact with devotees ONLY on this site. No matter how deeply you fall for Me, you are not the exception.
Second, I know My Profile says that I am interested in cis. But I have been incredibly disappointed by the cis who have approached Me. you are all so dull and dim. So, I won't be responding to most messages from cis creatures any longer. And if you don't know what cis means, use google and join the modern age. It's not that hard.
GNC submissives on the other hand, have been delightful. Share your dreams with Me.
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..... Grey-Sexual submissive.
Da hell, right?
Sounds strange. i always thought i was.... broken. Not finding any enjoyment in sex. But it would please the guy, and in turn, i felt happy, a little bit. Although i ignored my own confliction.
i know i'm already odd here, i don't sound like anyone else i've seen. i know my heart though... So, i feel like i do belong, i guess?
Still learning about myself. Guess one never truly knows themselves. Always a work in progress. My First "couple" meet
i thought i had posted this, but i guess not.
i‘ve been chatting, many times on cam, with the male part of a couple for a while, then then he asked if i wanted to meet. i said yes, but he then said i had to bring a long a pair of panties, i thought ok. He told me to drive to a parking lot close to his home to meet and chat. We met and chatted and then he said to follow him to his home. As he walked in, he turned around and told me to take all of my clothes off, i was a little startled, but i did as he requested. As he was still clothed, he gave my little clit a couple of tugs, told me to put on the panties i had brought along, and to follow him upstairs. It’s somewhat embarrassing to be naked in front of a clothed man and be told to put on a pair of panties! We walked into the bedroom, he told me where to place my clothes, and as i looked up, there was a computer on the desk and a chair. As he removed his clothes, he sat down in front of the computer and told me that he was on cam and I was to start sucking on his cock. At first i did not want to face the cam, but once i started on his cock, i did not mind.
It took him a little while to get hard, but he tasted good and my little clit was achingly hard pressing against my panties, and soon his precum was filling my mouth then he shot his load down my throat. His first words were that he did not think i was able to make him cum, which must have made him very happy because he called his wife into the bedroom. Now, i thought we were alone in the house, so i was a little taken back when he had his wife lay on the bed and as a reward for making him cum, he let me eat out his wife! She was freshly shaved a few days ago and her hairs had just begun to grow back.
After a little while, he said they had to get going so i got dressed and left. i had hoped there would be more meetings, but they moved away shortly after that. What times we live in with so many profound changes which have affected us all. Our very freedom of movement has been curtailed so it was a great pleasure to meet a lovely submissive recently . She is aware of my pleasure and I hope to repeat the experience sooner rather than later !
So, I got this in an email today as a reason for someone refusing to read a profile... "
Ive noticed people dont always write true facts and their profilesSo I replied with pictures of my dying husband to prove I am a widow. Anyone else want to question it?
The everyday sized dick
Dicks I remember - A (soon to be) collection of the dicks that have made an impression over the years.Here is one about my most recent boyfriend. Now ex.When we first met he had troubles keeping it up with a condom on. I made him practice and only allowed him to wank with one on until it wasn’t a problem. It would later come in handy as I could easily pour his cum where I pleased.
In his ass, on his face.His cock was average. I came to enjoy it. Especially for tease and denial and long sessions. Fuck for a bit. Have him pause. Sometimes with a ruined. Or to be honest, most times. And then back at it at my pleasure. He could never make me sore, hence a good size for the everyday, several times a day.He knew that I needed something bigger and hotter from time to time though. And that my previous partners were well better equipped. We once scouted together at a sex club but none was big enough to pique my interest. I felt generous so I allowed a man to use my boyfriend’s mouth and ass though (a side dick to remember).I did really enjoy his obedience. He always needed my permission to orgasm. He did good except from one time when I rode him on a chair. We were in a communal space and I sat on his lap, back towards him. The view of my ass, the excitement from possibly getting ”caught” and me not slowing down made him cum hard and without permission. I think he felt equally ashamed and satisfied. I let it slip. I really wanted to be filled.
She had spent the previous hour obeying his commands, staying in her allocated space, removing clothing when told, displaying herself when ordered, her shoulders ached from being held back to display her breasts, then from being held between two pillars, her thighs ached from being spread as she struggled to hold position. Now all she was wearing was a white G string, wrist and ankle cuffs, which he had used to spread eagle her between two pillars as he applied the flogger, concentrating on her back, bottom, thighs and stomach, but no part of her had escaped its attention. Once again he felt her roughly between her thighs, examining the scrap of material to see how wet she had made it, only eventually announcing she was wet enough.
He released her, and immediately clipped her hands together and ordered her to her knees and elbows and to dip her spine, removing the tie sided string he then forced it into her mouth and then positioned himself behind her. His instructions were short and to the point, the first time he would enjoy her from behind, she would receive less stimulation that way so letting her concentrate on using her internal muscles to pleasure him. The crop would serve to remind her if she transgressed. He took a handful of her hair, pulling her head back he slowly entered her, ordering her when to tense her muscles as he also enjoyed the heat from her sore buttocks against his stomach. He took his time, often she transgressed and paid the price of the crop, until she felt him slowly release. So the world is rapidly changing for me and us. We are leaving Florida and relocating to southern Oregon in the coming month or two. As is often the case with big changes some of the issues behind it have been discussed and worked through but the final push seems to have been just a coincidence and offer of an extraordinary work opportunity. I don't know hardly anyone in Oregon but I'm sure we'll meet wonderful open minded and liberal people there once we settle in. We have lots to get done here before leaving and just driving across country with 2 Great Danes and 3 bossy black cats will be a challenge. We're still looking to add the right person or two to form a small bdsm focused poly family so if that's something you can relate to and Oregon sounds more inviting than SW Florida feel free to write and let me know....
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.
Hey there! I hope your doing well today! I am new here and trying to find some like minded people who are looking to talk and just make friends wether it's in person or just online! I know it's out of the blue but it's hard to find anyone who is into this lifestyle, I'm not here looking to exchange nudes or anything like that I just want some genuine people to talk too! I'm also from ireland I know it says America but its not 😂😂 sorry if I bored you! and you didn't make it this far! but hope to hear from you soon There are a couple of ways to get me to block you.
#1 Block and unblock me here or anywhere. If you block me do us both a favor and make it permanent as it will be when I block you.
#2 Unsend a message. Seriously if you say something stick to it and don't pussy out and unsend it.
The best ways to get me to stop responding are to constantly talk about what you want to do. If you think that this lifestyle is kinky foreplay then please stop or don't message me. I answer all questions once. If you repeatedly ask the same question over and over I will not respond.
I am not here to play games. If you are then move along. I was "the other woman" once. I didn't know. I didn't know because I trusted that he was being as honest with me as I was with him. When I put the pieces together, because he didn't tell me, of course, I broke it off immediately. I grew up in a family held together by Scotch tape and broken promises about the other woman. Women. The nuclear heartache settled into every crevice of every person adjacent to the problem. No, I would rather be alone. Those who share with Me, enrich Me. The Goddess has grown tremendously in the last year as slaves give themselves in worship to Me. This always pleases Me, and comes with rewards for those who worship as they are fulfilled and nurtured to be the best they can be. Growth, devotion, change is never ending. I value all the different ways in which girls and bois have surrendered, and let Me drink of them.And still, I always want more. Goddess has much love and light to share with those who are worthy. Do not be shy in seeking My Light.
And for those who are unworthy, a deeply cruel and evil aspect of Goddess has awoken. If the right victim comes along, it will suffer. Beware. 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.
There is so much beauty in this way of life, so many different paths. Each unique to the relationship, the two or more involved in that relationship. The mental bond, growth, strength, etc. That is so enticing, enthralling.. it whispers, calls to you, makes you crave that touch, that sensation.. sliding across your mind, long before that touch, feel on your body. That is where it begins for Me... before the body is ever touched.. the mind first must be teased, stroked, beckoned, whispered to.. controlled.. after that.. the body is but an instrument to dance for you. What a maid should bring to Dragao Verde
For your first visit, or if you have nowhere to store anything at home, I can probably lend you anything you have not yet acquired on your first visit, though I cannot guarantee it would be a good fit, flattering, comfortable, etc.!
From top to bottom;
Unless your hair is long enough to be styled in a credibly feminine style, you will want a wig. A long-hair hairpiece can look great, but will be difficult to keep it in good condition if wearing it daily. So I would recommend something that can be more easily maintained. I can offer one as a loan, but it may not be of good quality, the colour that suits you, or in tip-top condition. If all else fails, I will have you wear a snood cap over your hair and/or wig. I have something suitable.
If you have pierced ears, small studs or sleeper-type earrings are fine; big dangly hoops are not. Or you can wear clip-on sleepers. If you want your ears (or anywhere else) pierced, I can probably arrange it.
If you normally wear spectacles, try to have a pair in a gender-neutral or a feminine style, or wear contact lenses. (Sometimes when you buy a pair of glasses, they will offer an extra pair free, and you could have those in a suitable style.)
If you want to show a bust-line, but don't yet have breasts, then you will want silicone breast inserts. No bigger than C cup, ideally. Definitely no bigger than D cup. It is hard to make bigger sizes look realistic. With a bra, and spare, to hold them in place.
A chastity device, that you know you can wear for the whole period without pain or problems. My current recommendation for a chastity device is the custom Cherry Keeper. It is made to measure using 3D printing. You can choose the ring-size, cage-style, diameter, length, colour, and even finish.
See recent photos of Jessica's device in my Fet Life photos and read the captions and comments. I recommend an open-cage design, in white, and the minimum size you can get your flaccid penis into, to eliminate any chance of erections or chafing in the best possible finish.
An anal plug, again, that you know you can wear for the whole period without pain or problems. Get one and some lube and try it. If too big, get something smaller, if you think you could wear something larger, get a larger one, and so on.
A suspender belt and several pairs of black stockings. These are optional, but most girls like to wear them for evening table service. If one or more of your dresses is a pastel colour, not black, bring some in tan or nude.
Black court shoes, modest heel, no more than an inch and a half for day wear. A pair of Crocs, or imitations, in a neutral colour, i.e. grey, white, black would be a less expensive alternative, the back stairs are very hard on shoes! Perhaps a second pair for evenings with a ~3 inch heel, but these are optional.
Maid dresses, ideally 2 or 3 to allow for laundry. Plain pastel colour or black, in cotton or polycotton, white collar and cuffs optional. I can loan you one or two dresses in your size, but it is better to have your own. The ideal would be at least two in grey, blue or burgundy or black. But anything similar would be fine. We look for a shared style, but not total regimentation with identical uniforms.
There is an informal code on hemlines, above the knee for slave-maids who give sexual service, below the knee for those who don't, bondmaids. So everyone knows where they stand, or kneels.
My rule is that the apron should never go below the hemline, but usually be quite close.
Several white aprons, full and waist aprons, plain and fancy, ideally 2 plain in each style to allow for laundry. Again, I can loan these, if needed.
If you have a fetish French-maid outfits or costume, whether in conventional fabrics, latex, PVC or whatever, bring that too, as you may be able to wear it doing table service at our kinky dinner parties.
Makeup kit. Some practice in private beforehand will help.
Wash-bag, toothbrush, paste, flannel, etc. (There may be some shampoo and conditioner available for communal use, e.g. left behind by other visitors.)
Perhaps a skimpy, shortie nightie.
If you have nowhere discreet to leave a uniform, you may store it in a plastic box in our loft until you use it again, though if it is there unopened for more than a couple of years we'll message you and ask if you are coming back. If not, we'll put it into stock. 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.
what is sophia in a song? version 1
there are a lot of songs that encapsulate the original sophia source/soul/codes what have you. but today i'm just going to focus on one.
book of love is pretty much boomer grimoire and required reading for anyone on the journey for sure. every song, lyric, aesthetic, title..the whole thing was definately translated from source. shout out to them for paving the way for sure.
if you know the vibe, you know the vibe. if you know the time, you know the time. if you were there, you were there. it was quite the party energetically if you can unpeel what the message is in this visual. it's another chris brown how are you mad when you can't get into the party vibe.
pretty boys and pretty girls is such a great foundational song. it talks about the ability to love and connect with all genders and the joy of spreading light into the world. and how life is full of intense feelings including joy and pleasure and delight. it's a big go big or go home sort of vibe song.
When I'm alone
and you're away
I just close my eyes
and I drift away
your warm body
is what I'm without
I just close my eyes
and I dream aboutPretty boys and pretty girls
pretty boys and pretty girls
(when I'm without)
pretty boys
(I dream about)
pretty girlsStranges in the night
exchanging glances
but sex is dangerous
I don't take my chances
the boys I meet
say I look lonely
but I just walk on my
because they're onlyPretty boys and pretty girls
pretty boys and pretty girls
(when I'm without)
pretty boys
(I dream about)
pretty girlsIn this day and age
in a city full of fear
with you by my side
together we can show we careSpreading joy to the world
to every boy and every girlPretty boys and pretty girls
pretty boys and pretty girls
(what will we show?)
spreading joy
(where will it go?)
to the world
interesting note that album name and the band for this song are entitled:
"Artist: Book of Love
Album: Lullaby
Released: 1988"
what was 1998? broken down to 9. the year of completion.
book of love..lullaby?
because that's the d/s daddy dominant/little girl stuff going on between archangel michael and sophia divine again.
once the signs are there it just lights up everywhere.
spreading j-o-y!
to the world!
the mission right in front of the ears and eyes. Tattoo therapy is real.
So, I was, or rather am, in love with someone who can not love me. I've reluctantly moved on from him.
And so I've lost my muse. In a bid to return to myself after a year of suffering from life struggles, becoming disabled, falling in love and losing that love, losing my best friend of 31 years, etc etc, I have been dating another man who has been quite lovely. He recommended a tattoo shop to me. What's good for grief, outside of good food, good drinks, good dick, is a little pain. I've a new piercing and three new tattoos
I've a scar from a surgery in December and have begun to cover it with art. The pain was big relief. It hasn't fixed the pain in my heart but it did the trick.
I wish I could share new photos here. I'll post them to fet. Help me out here. When you say you love to torture people, what does that exactly mean? Because I'm thinking that's not a kink, that's a serial killer in the making. I don't really understand the desire to inflict pain. Can't you just get in a bar fight? People who want to intentionally physically hurt people and act on it are predators. Right, right, consent. Yes. Consent accepts that you are a predator. It doesn't change the status. Bah and grumble with a dismissive hand wave, as long as the circle stays where it is, I suppose I don't have much commentary other than my original thought. I don't get it. I couldn't help myself.
I noticed a women on here leaves constent messages about her availability to talk and I had to ask are you getting alot of interest from submissive men?
Their answer: Not really.
That was my reality check about this site.
There is a lot of mulling around on this site. I will eventually complete my profile but as it requires approval for every change I will do it once when I know exactly what I want in it.
In the meantime I will add a bit about myself through this journal.
I am 57yr straight male living in Surrey. Personality is natural Dominant but not really in a heavy bondage way, I am more what you would call controlling. There is nothing wrong with those who like pain inflicted on them and I do feel strongly about HOH head of household where the Dominant partner will discipline there significant submissive partner been by some agreed form of punishment.
What I am trying to get across is that when needed I can deliver a spanking but it is not something I do to gain any form of pleasure.
If anything I would much rather decide what one wears for me especially if we going out. One thing for sure I do appreciate lovely bright red nails
For now I am here just to make friends and chat, if we get along over a period them we can take it from there.
I will add some updates again soon, as the photo issue I will add to a message if and when we chat, once I have myself organised and update my profile I will attach them there but for the time been they can come with messages. lol you guys let me tell you about this little cum slut that was just blocked. He reached out and pleaded to be considered by me. Against my better judgement of knowing he did not live in the USA, I gave him a chance to prove himself. He failed miserably and now unfortunately until further notice I won't be entertaining convos outside the USA unless I'm moved to do so. effective immediately.
Goddess Dani Unknown
I felt His finger touch my face. I wanted to tilt toward it, to nuzzle and feel more of Him, but He pulled away quickly. I resisted the urge to twist my head to see if I could feel Him still close, my focus soon turned to the sounds on my right. I could hear paper rustling and then a loud, metallic clank, followed by the sound of a lighter. The ensuing heat told me he'd started a fire in the fireplace and I squirmed a bit, hopefully not enough he could see. I had no idea what his intentions were but now things were getting hotter.
I twitched when I felt him again. He was behind me, his hands guiding me to stand, and I did so nervously. Still no words, but I could feel him against my backside. I wanted to wriggle closer, I wanted so desperately to "know" him in more than just the words on a screen. I felt his breath on the edge of my ear and a soft whisper, "kathi, open your shirt, undo your bra and free those tits for Me." I gasped at the sound of his voice. It was just a whisper so I still really didn't know what he sounded like. His voice was so soft, barely audible, but I was intent on obeying. As my hands started to undo my buttons, he gently turned me so that the fireplace was no longer on my right, but behind me. And I felt that heat as he moved away. I swallowed hard wondering what he intended, wondering if I'd lost all commonsense. Yet, I still did as he said, my muscles in my cunt clenching without my conscious effort. My breathing deepened, and I could feel the slight sheen of sweat on my body as the heat continued to grow.
My hands fell to my sides, my breasts exposed to him. I remembered him looking at the pictures I'd sent him and I wondered if the pictures held up to the real things. I heard him now in front of me, he'd been watching me reveal myself to him. The front of my body felt almost as warm as the backside was getting though it wasn't from the fireplace. His hands touched me again, this time, longer, cupping my face, sliding down my neck, slowly, sliding under my bra straps and blouse that still covered my shoulders, and running down my arms, the clothing fell away. He moved his hands to my heavy breasts, his fingers toying with my nipples that grew harder at his touch. They grew taut and pulled, I bit my bottom lip to keep from moaning, to keep from squirming. I still had no idea what his face looked like. I wondered if he approved, I wondered if he were smiling. His palms rubbed over my pale, soft skin of my breasts, cupping them, holding them. He pulled on a nipple, squeezed and tugged with one hand, his other hand still caressing the other breast. No words, just his hands, his fingers tracing the curves of my breasts and alternating with pinches and twists.
He moved away and I broke from the trance his touch had created. I swallowed hard again and tried to gather my thoughts, tried to think of something other than my cunt. I didn't know this man, yet it didn't matter. I could hear the good angel telling me to be wary, the sound of the throbbing deep inside me blocking out her voice. I felt the rope begin to wrap around one breast, his hands back and caressing, guiding the rope tightly around one, the squeezing growing as the shape of my breast changed to be more round, more orb-like. It stood out, my nipple hardening to a point, then the other breast being wrapped. I could feel the sweat from the heat on my back running down my back now. I thought I could almost feel my wetness from my cunt meeting it, but I was still wearing my skirt, so perhaps that wasn't true. I couldn't tell. My heart was pounding, my clit was throbbing and I nothing but his toy at that moment. My breasts throbbed as the blood was forced into the constricted confines, his hands rubbing over them almost as though he were fascinated with how they looked.
Then they were gone. I startled, the trance again broken but his hands were on my shoulders now, gently pressing me downward. I resumed the position I'd been in when he walked in, only now the fireplace was behind me. I heard the zipper on his pants and I knew what was next. I hoped I was right…
He rubbed his cock against my face, and this time he let me nuzzle him. I got to feel him along my cheek, my lips. Somehow I knew that hands weren't permitted this time, just my mouth. He was giving me that chance to know him, to feel him, and I wasn't going to lose any time. His precum moistened my lips as I kissed and caressed his cap with my lips. I turned my head and ran my mouth along his hard shaft, my tongue delicately brushing over his skin, my own caresses mimicking those he'd given my breasts. The tip of my nose nuzzled under him as my lips explored his balls. Back to his cap, I parted my lips slightly and he pushed forward, my mouth opening wider to accommodate him, he began thrusting forward, slowly at first each forward movement going a bit deeper each time. His hands went to my hair and he pressed my face into him, he held me there and I inhaled his scent as I tried to breathe.
When he had finished, when I had swallowed and licked him clean, his hand brushed against my cheek, then he helped me back to my feet. I rocked unsteadily and he drew close and kissed my lips, his tongue running over them, letting my tongue meet his for just a moment, then he pulled away. He slowly unwrapped the rope on my breasts, his fingers caressing again, easing the pain as the engorged orbs slowly turned back to the way they were before his arrival. Then, feeling him close again, he whispered…
"next time…" T otal
Power
Exchange:
Is where the sub/slave/property, hands it's life over to their owner for the duration of their enslavement without any recourse.
This requires a level trust more importantly knowledge and masterfully skilled set of skills that most people do not have nor will they ever get that experience.
It's very rare today to have true TPE although it is possible it is just rare.
So this is a recurring fantasy I have, I hope some of you enjoy it :)
Miss wants me to be a slut, she asks me all the time, “what are you”, “a slut” I have to reply, then she punishes me for being such a submissive slut.
Then she organises for me to go and serve others. I have no choice, and I have no idea who it is until I go to their place.
There I must act as if the commands were coming from Miss, I must do as I am told. Miss says I am not allowed to cum, if I do I will be punished for it, the people I am sent to know this, but, as they are controlling me, they can make me cum for them.
This will result in them being able to watch the punishment from Miss, so they get to decide if they want that to happen to me.
When I am finished I have to return to Miss, I kneel naked in front of her, and I have to explain everything I did in great detail, humiliating myself, I have to describe what I did, how I felt, what it smelled like, absolutely all details.
Miss then punishes me for being such a slut.
Then at the end she asks if I had cum, now the other people don’t tell her, I have to admit to it myself. Dear Domaint Men of CS,
I am looking for something rather specific. I need a man to help me keep on track and orgnaized with a bunch of things I am working on . I realize this might sound a little too vanilla but I am hopeful that if you like micromanging we'll both really enjoy the experience. I am though, very spefically, looking for someone who wants to help me accomplish my goals- not just take control of my life. If you're interested let me know what comes to mind for you when I say onlne morning meeting? Winners and losers can often be distinguished by their propensity to take action and their inclination to serve others. Winners are those who recognize opportunities and are willing to step out of their comfort zones to seize them. They understand that success requires effort, resilience, and a proactive attitude. Winners don't shy away from challenges; they face them head-on and learn from their experiences. Moreover, winners often find fulfillment in helping others achieve their goals, knowing that service enriches both their lives and the lives of those they assist. In contrast, losers tend to be more passive, often waiting for the perfect moment or fearing the risks associated with action. They may have great ideas and potential but lack the drive to bring them to fruition. This hesitation and inertia often lead to missed opportunities and regret. Additionally, a lack of willingness to serve others can limit their growth and connection with the broader community. Ultimately, the difference between winners and losers lies in the willingness to act decisively, persistently pursue their goals, and contribute positively to the lives of others. What it comes to what I'm looking for someone described it quite well for me;
I want a vanilla man, laughing and joking, going out for dinner with me, days out etc etc.
But then the same man to use and abuse me sexually. Sunday 12th Nov 2023
Chilling now after a busy weekend. I am designing wrapping next which will go on my shop. It will be lovely to have my own design to wrap gifts in.
P.S Live near London and take my NO at my 1st answer or get blocked. Pretty simple folks.
I wish I knew someone near me who could make clothes. I can design the fabric pattern and get it printed. Meanwhile a thoughtful submissive driver to go to out together with would be fun.Where's a cute little bitch when I need one.
Saturday 11th Nov 2023
Art day today and baking tomorrow as I have guests visiting. The Mawning munch is in a few weeks. I miss going to Club Pedestal but my driver required. I would prefer a younger guy who can keep up with my energy levels.
Friday 10th Nov 2023New to Collarspace but not the fetish scene. My main profile is on FL. I go to my local munch in Romford, they have great food there. See you there sometime at the Mawney Munch in Romford Essex UK. I have not been writing much in this journal but hoping it might just perk someone's interest. I just moved back from Texas and now living in Northwest Indiana. About 20 minutes from downtown chicago and live in Schererville just across the Illinois border. I have been on this site for many years unsuccessfully and still hold out hope to finally achieve my goal of serving a strong, Dominant Woman. I can assure You am for real and today the first of Decmember once again spending another birthday allone. I am not evil, and have met some off the site which has not amounted to anything . I am on Fetlife under subndyer and started to branch to other sites. I still hold out hope on this site. Am a single submissive which can be molded into a slave who has been off and on in the lifestyle for about 20 years. I have no children , no wife , girlfriend, hell dont even have a dog. But can assure You my loyality, respect, obedience, and You happiness is first priority. If I perk Your interest please drop me a line would not disappoint Sadness flows like water.
It takes the shape of change,
As tears, as rain, as the sea
Rocking me into memory
Of being carefee, happy,
Riding those waves, bouncing
With the crest and fall as
Seagulls squawk loudly
As we remember Jonathan
And that book, Illusions, as
i grok understanding into
A moment where no reason
Finds me riddled by grief
And the answer resides
In a heart been broken
So many times, only the few
Dare touch its fire for it burns
Red and raw beneath the scars
And there is a wall between
Me and you i work at breaking
So i can share what's true.
zamarra
12/1/23 So I suppose I should expand upon what we are seeking so as not to waste anyone's time.
I am absolutely not a Dom or even a switch, not really. Not in kink and not in life. But I am looking for a submissive. Who will let me have my way with them like a spoiled child. I want someone so wrapped around my fingers that even though there really aren't any consequences I can give them, and that even though they could over power me or outsmart me they choose not to they choose every second of their submission wholely over and over again. No matter what I am doing to them they choose me as their princess.
A submissive daddy type if you will. And daddys arent controlled with fear and pain and neglect but with love and attention and sweet words...and other tantalizing treats.
I feel this is the type of relationship Westley and Buttercup had. Lol.
Ok I am sure I have done a not so stellar job explaining this but hopefully a bit better then before.
Be well everyone.
As always curious friends are always welcome as well. While I appreciate any interest in me and my profile, don't just add me to your favourites list, or write a one word/line message! That just says to me too lazy to write anything meaningful and so likely to be too lazy for me in general, and you are likely to get no respons, or an equally shit and lazy response.
I am always happy to talk to just about anyone and discuss anything, whe you are interested in me or just my opinion or views, so don't be scared to write to me, I don't bite unless we start something more than just chat.
Oh yes, and what's this thing with adding someone to your favourites list and then blocking them? If you like me/my profile then great, but if you block me then I will not know who you are! Apology to Mahatma Ghandi for my small change to his quote but I feel it applies to my own role here.
The best way to find yourself is to lose yourself in the service of another.
In D/s world this quote might sound to close to being over-dependent or clingy. But as it's originally intended, to me it's about self-awareness, personal growth and embracing my natural submissive tendency.
Profile update with a journal entry vibe.
I have been hesitant to give a profile update because I don't know. I am still figuring it out. I'm not new, but things change. I still have a lot of the cravings, both for lifestyle and the kink, but I have changed, and so have my cravings. I'm sure, with the right partner, they will continue to change into something different than what they are now. I don't think vanilla will ever be something for me to return to, but the things I value in a BDSM relationship are changing.
I don't really care for the "alpha" chest puffing in the 24/7. Kink, though, that's a different story. I'm also not a slave. I am attracted to wisdom and knowledge, and not the kind that is faked by pretending to know everything, the kind that also isn't afraid to admit he might occasionally be able to learn from his sub, especially if he has found the right match. I want a connection where even if everything else fades, the kink, romance, there are two people who vibe well enough, that at the core of it, there is still a connection and bond of friendship. I still crave a power exchange, don't get me wrong, but I am looking for more of a mentor type relationship dynamic than a master type. I think the closest category that fits might be DDLG, but I admit, I also don't feel quite like little fits.
As I write this, I am coming up on a year of being single. A relationship that started with lifestyle, but no kink, faded into something more like a vanilla friendship, and had a bit of a rocky ending. My point in sharing this, though, is that although I am not new, I spent years in a relationship lacking of kink. My tolerance, both in kink and in 24/7 is low again. My cravings may grow as strong as they once were, one day, but I also feel like I have done a lot of growing up over the years, and I have developed some vanilla cravings. It's no longer healthy for me to give all of myself until it's gone, as one example. These are the things I am still trying to sort out. How the remaining kink and lifestyle cravings fit in with what I no longer want. I am hoping to find someone who aligns with what I am craving at the moment, who wouldn't be afraid to do a little growing, both as a person and as an exploration of kink, but this person is going to need to be someone who is comfortable with boundaries and limits while I figure this out.
For now, this is where I am.
Edit to add 1-1-2026
I am not willing to relocate outside of traveling distance. I am not a person who does well with big changes, so this one is a big boundary. I am not close minded to something long distance, but it would reqire a lot of negotiating and trust. I am past the age where I want to start a family, living with a partner isnt that important, but other things are. So distance isnt a disqualifier, it just takes a lot of communication and some extra work. But I won't relocate.
Who says BDSM is not theraputic...
I found this interesting:
Russian scientists from the city of Novosibirsk, Siberia, presented a sensational report at the international conference devoted to new methods of treatment and rehabilitation in narcology. The report was called “Methods of painful impact to treat addictive behavior.”
Siberian scientists believe that addiction to alcohol and narcotics, as well as depression, suicidal thoughts and psychosomatic diseases occur when an individual loses his or her interest in life. The absence of the will to live is caused with decreasing production of endorphins - the substance which is known as the hormone of happiness. If a depressed individual receives a physical punishment, hard spankin, whipping, flogging, etc... , it will activate endorphin receptors, activate the “production of happiness”, and eventually relieve feelings of depression.
Russian scientists recommended the following course of the therapy: 30 sessions of 60 whips on the buttocks. A group of drug addicts volunteered to test the new method of treatment. The results can be described as good to excellent.
Doctor of Biological Sciences, Sergei Speransky, is a very well known figure in Novosibirsk. The doctor became one of the authors of the shocking "whipping" therapy. The professor used the self-flagellation method to cure his own depression. He also recovered from two heart attacks with the help of physical tortures too.
ΠΟΤΕ ΔΕΝ ΘΑ ΑΠΑΝΤΗΣΩ ΣΕ ΜΗΝΥΜΑ ΓΡΑΜΜΕΝΟ ΣΕ GREEKLISH.KATEYΘΕΙΑΝ ΒLOCK Someone male on the other kink site was talking about dating as a market, and when the "dick is plentiful" comment came up as a point of why it doesn't "sell" he got a bit butthurt.
When someone else tried to point out that dicks are generally attatched to men, and so the problem wasn't the dicks but the men they are attatched to, the quality of which vary a lot, he said "In general, a shirt is not necessarily better than another shirt"Which granted, is absolutely in my wheelhouse to respond to with an informed opinion, so this was my comment.
"Actually, as someone with an education in fashion merchandising/design, and as a costumer, I can say that is not at all accurate. Quality is an easily defined set of properties, such as the tye of materials used, workmanship, colorfastness of dye, functionality of design, etc and varies HUGELY from one shirt to the next. Which is why a shirt from the dollar store may be good enough for a few months, but may soon start to pull apart at the seams, or fade, or wear through, or shrink and become misshapen, etc. whereas a shirt that looks similar from a better manufacturer may last for years and still look fine. I have several shirts my Dad wore for years before he died, which I have now worn as an overshirt for gardening, etc for the two decades since. I have also bought similar looking shirts new at Walmart and they fell apart within a couple years.
Quality matters. Being an educated consumer matters. Learning to recognize quality, and what to look for before you purchase is the difference between having to replace said shirts frequently, vs keeping something you like for as long as you want it, and possibly even passing it on if you no longer need it.
The same can be said for partners. So it's important to understand what quality is in people, as well as shirts, and learn how to spot it and the lack of it, and learn to take your time shopping to avoid buyer's remorse. Or even debt and bad contracts...
"Maybe there are fuckbois who one can easily replace if that's what your view of men on average is."
Exactly. There are fuckbois, and posers, and trash toys, and upstanding quality men. There are men who do the work to become better, to do the right thing, to play fair and self-manage, etc, and men that just wanna get dat dick wet. There are pretty people, plain people, low quality people, high quality people, people who are pretty and cheap, people who are less pretty but quality, and vice versa. You either learn to appreciate quality over superficial properties, or you bounce from crap to crap to crap, always wondering why nothing is ever as good as it looks and everything starts SO nice but never lasts.
As to what market? Dating is advertizing, more than anything.
You have what you have, and they have what they have, and you have to figure out what you want, and how to trade what you have for what you want. Fortunately, you can add to what you have in lots of ways, if what you want is out of reach at a given time. Learn new skills - dancing cooking, massage, etc. Dress better, spiff your appearance. Read books on relationships. Hit the gym. But you have to find out what THEY want, figure out if you can provide it (or are willing to lie about it, as many do) and then learn to explain how what you have will provide what they want.
As someone once said - you don't sell shovels, you sell holes.
"A customer’s ultimate goal is not a product but a change and improvement to their life. "
A man should not try to sell his dick to a woman.
Dicks are EVERYWHERE.
There are literally stores full of dicks that don't even require another person.
No matter how amazing a guy's dick is, I can go buy one better, and not have to bother with having a guy and what he wants attatched.
So, what a man needs to sell is *orgasms*.
And if he wants to be more than just a one-off, he needs to sell the aweome fun before and after the sex.
A submissive man needs to sell how he will make a Domme's life easier and more comfortable. A Dominant man needs to sell how safe and valued his sub will feel.
Sell the value point - how having whatever you are selling will improve the potential buyer's experience. Will is lessen the workload? Provide pleasure? Increase security? Create comfort? Ease pain? Improve something they already enjoy?
THOSE are what need to be in someone's profile and first emails if they want to find their "market share" and get what they want here. Turn ons: good spelling and grammar, "your" instead of "ur," and a notion of what you, the prospective owner, have to offer.
More on that last point. Your profile should somehow answer the question, "How will I make the slave's life better than it is now?" This site has slaves who are considering voluntary slavery, so you must make a pitch that would make them want to choose you. So many focus on their wish list: "You must be totally devoted to serving me, and have a job, and have no limits." Often that's the entire profile, though perhaps it ends with, "Contact me to learn more." How will you get a quality slave with a pitch like that? What will life with you be like? Can you make the case that you're worthy of trust? That your words are believable? Will life with you be in some way enriching? If you are unfamiliar, look up Maslow's Pyramid in Wikipedia. Is the slave's life with you going to provide more of the pyramid than they have now? If not, why would they it give up? I am not a woman, I'm a God
I am not a martyr, I'm a problemI am not a legend, I'm a fraudSo keep your heart, 'cause I already got one 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.
Honestly, curious if people find cooking sensual. I don't see it discussed, at least not on this platform.
Everything in terms of journals is yelling, screaming, projecting insecurities, fantasy, or horribly written wattpad stories At least what I've seen so far.
That said, do you find cooking sensual? Is it part of your play? Is it a task just meant for a sub to do? Degrading work? Give me the tea!
Comment below Nothing has really been right. Though realistic to know that can't provide. Hence would only really fit into relationships that are LTR resulting in ownership or some kind. Its like men who get married that stay home as the so called house husbands. Not really a person who likes to travel. Female Led Relationships are even in the Manga that will cover or gravitate towards. Around 2K thought things might work out with Miss Kriss. Though she lapsed into cocaine problem again causint schisms or issues. Really it was wanting to pierce or hang from hooks or things that don't really work with somebody having Anemia.
Finding somebody whose interests are realistic is probably best. Really the type of person who will gravitate towards whta the other person is into. Feet was something that noticed at an early age where would not be into Heels or Boots or Stockings in the least. Though as got older Shoes or Boots especially certain types could be interesting if somebody is into that. So can't really enjoy anything unless the other person is. Its like feed on that energy. Not into anything related to food or feeces hehe. Puking or Piercing among other things I probably listed in the profile.
Really don't think things will work out for me or most in life. Those who have wealth really are who should be owning people instead of finding somebody to provide. As its a clear difference in class or standing. Glad they least brought back journlas.
Wish LittleReaper would give me another chance to speak to again. Things were pretty complicated was having issues with medication reaction and phone ;). We've gotten a few questions, people asking for more info about me dating the Trump supporter. We're still dating! When Kamala entered the race, I teased him a few times about losing to a woman and he'd always make it a point to tell me later (when I was tied up or bent over or otherwise had him inside me) that November wasn't going to change anything for me, that I'd still be fucking him on Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years, Valentine's Day, basically anytime he wanted. We don't get too into the details - he's not super politically engaged and it's actually kind of upsetting to think about the state of the country, and how rights are being taken away all the time, when I'm in a relatively privileged position and choosing to indulge in this kind of play.
A few people asked how we met. We're in the same grad school program and he's always starting arguments about politics and "how come people don't just get a driver's license if they want to vote so bad", that kind of thing. I'd always jump in and push back, and he told me later that he liked getting me riled up. He said he liked seeing me flush and get upset and try to convince him of things when he didn't really care. We chatted a few times before classes and he'd be incredibly forward so he knew I was married, knew I wanted kids, made a few comments if I wore a choker or a fashion collar.
After class one night, my car battery was dead so he came over and gave me a jump. We were the only ones left in the lot so while we were standing outside in the dark, he slid his hands in the back pockets of my jeans and pulled me against him. I instinctively reached back and he trapped my hands and held them behind my back while kissing me, jamming his tongue in my mouth. I blew him in his car and we made plans to go out that weekend.
He's pretty rough and he loves being in charge. My husband will buy all sorts of bondage toys and I'll take them to the cop's apartment and that's where they stay. He keeps bondage straps on his mattress, has a spreader bar that he straps my hands and ankles to, has all of my favorite ball gags and blindfolds and plugs. He's also incredibly respectful, in his own way. He doesn't push limits we've discussed and I've gotten him to say things like "do you want me inside you?" which is as close to consent as he's interested in, but is still a huge deal.
I let him take pictures of me tied up and naked as long as he obscures my face. I know men always show their friends and there's always the chance he revenge porns me if we break up, and he totally understood without arguing. He said he hears about that at work from teens and he knows it's a huge problem.
Last story - he had me tied up recently, wrists and ankles on the spreader bar, gagged, a black hood over my entire head. Then his doorbell rang and he let in one of his buddies. We had discussed before that I was open to other men but I wasn't going to let them fuck me without protection. And here I was, ass up in the air, a stranger carassing me, unbuckling his belt. I started whimpering and wiggling my fingers. I was starting to make our safety signal when I heard him say "dude, condom, come on." I'm not going to say chivalry isn't dead but it made me feel good that he wasn't like "huh huh huh just fuck her in the ass huh huh huh." I gave them both a hell of a ride in gratitude.
And to answer the most common question, no I'm not pregnant yet! I'm learning and changing all the time. I grow. I degrade(sometimes)I have years of journals here. I have yet to go back and read some older ones. I may never do that. Just be aware that I may not be the same person today, that I was then.However I do not plan to remove any journals, ever. For better or worse it's a history of my journey. At one point or another they were once valid and true. And may still be to this day. But just be aware as you read them, By answers and view today may or may not be the same today as they were when I wrote it many months or years ago. Those who asking about emotional and mental side, here is the perfect quote from one man. It is not my text, i am too dumb to put it so perfectly
Sure, the physical side is niceThat takes up an hour or two a couple of times a week What happens the rest of the time? NothingIt HAS to be mentally and emotionally for me That is based on a connection and need to actually live it every single day of the week Your humiliation and mental and emotional pain and suffering is lived all day, every dayIt becomes the focus of life and is there in everything we doIt is there when we go out, or travelHumiliated in everyway, for anything That can be done all day, every day Hello All,
Just wanted to stop in and say apologies for suddenly disappearing a few months ago. A verify close family member passed away unexpectedly and I withdrew for a little while to process, help friends and family adjust, and overall just work through the impact.
I apologize for leaving conversations unanswered and unread, but I do appreciate your understanding. I'll probably still not be very active here, at least for a little while, but wanted to leave a quick note for those I may have left in the dark.
Again, thanks for your patience and understanding! Yet another update as of May 20 2023. I shouldn't have to say this but if you are old enough to be my parents then we will not play in any capacity. I will only go 5 years older or younger than myself and I will be 30 in October, do the math. Also note that again as it states in my profile that if you act like you own me I will not even entertain the idea. I am not some rug that you can walk on. I have more experience in my pinky than some of you who claim to have more than 5 years in Master Slave situations. I do not have to respond to every message seeing as I get over 100 a day I will only reply to those that intrest me and have put actual thought into their message. Seems like thats asking too much for you because you want to get your rocks off? Well that's too damn bad. I'm off to snuggle up with my cat and play my game of Who Actually Reads Shit. Invocation of the Sacred Masculine
He is not only safe—He is stable, consistent, and emotionally intelligent.His presence is a shelter, not a storm.His steadiness calms the chaos in me.
He holds me—In my spiritual depth,In my little space,In my adult power—without flinching, without fear.He meets every part of me and never turns away.
He doesn’t just allow my surrender—He protaspects it like something sacred.He honors my trust as a gift, not a given.And in his arms, I remember:I am not too much. I am finally home.
Our profile needs an update so I'll be doing so in our journal, updating the actual profile can put your page out of commission for an undetermined amount of time.
We are both white collar professionals is our fields of business.
We don't do drugs, recreational or otherwise
We have no children, criminal records, mental heath issues or personal problems that may pose any threats
We are only interested in women
Only interested in long term It's a Tuesday evening in the middle of Dark Mofo, Hobart's art festival of sex and death.
I'm at an impossibly hip bistro for dinner. It's tiny and beautiful and the service is faultless, though the food is not as good as they think it is. The table barely fits me and my toy, wedged between a coat rack and the bar.
The waitress is young and curly-haired with a septum ring and Blundstones. Her forearms are covered in fine golden hair a shade lighter than her skin. I wonder if her armpit hair is the same beautiful shade, and suddenly I see it in damp ringlets, see her on her back, arms stretched above her head, naked, lying next to me...
"Can I get you a drink to start?"
My toy is not permitted to speak.
"I'll have a Camapari and soda, and have you got a rosé or an interesting white for him?" I nod my head in my toy's direction.
"You know I have something very interesting open tonight that might fit the bill" she says, reaching for a bottle on the bar behind my toy.
"Let me give you a taste of this. It is an orange wine from WA." She pours a generous mouthful into the glass in front of my toy. I wave away her offer to pour a taste into my glass, and pick up the glass in front of my toy.
The wine is a deep, sunset orange.
"What an extraordinary colour." I swirl the wine in the glass and bring it to my nose to smell.
The waitress begins to explain the maceration process used by the wine maker. I lift the glass to my lips and tip the generous tasting pour into my mouth, my eyes on her. She explains how the winemaker uses Gewurtztraminer and Shiraz grapes separately fermented on skins, and then mixed. I nod, suck air through my teeth to aerate the wine and swish it around my mouth.
I drop my eyes to My toy. His head is bowed, enough to show defence but not enough to draw attention. He's watching me, alert, intent.
I spit the wine back into the glass neatly and place it on the table. My toy flinches as if he's been pinched, then his cheeks flush the same colour as the wine. The waitress is silent, I feel her eyes on me. The wine swirls, cloudy, bubbly with salivary protein. I exhale with satisfaction and look up at her.
"That is delicious, excellent suggestion. He'll love it." I slide the glass towards to her. She hesitates for a moment, then pours a full pour into the glass. She looks at my toy and smiles, then turns her head to me.
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. I've been meanig to add some stuff in my journal but time has slipped away and I wasn't sure how many people read this stuff anyway.
Anyway, I thought I should post here that I've found a live-in ownership situation so I'm no longer looking. For now I intend to keep my profile here so that I can chat with some of the people I've met but I'm not sure how much time I'll put into keeping up with it. I should probablly change the prolfe but around here that means it would disappear for an unknown amount of time so I think I'm just going to be leaving it for now.
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)
Hello my fellow kinksters.
I am so glad that this site brought back the ability to add new journal entries.
Today's rant boys and girls is...
Does no one want to be an exceptional submissive or slave anymore?
All I get are young gamers who want to escape their pathetic life that they created and live in a basement somewhere. WTF!
Or old guys who were cross dressing back in the day that now list themselves as " Trans" because they think it's cool to do that now.
News flash..just because your fat ass found a dress to squeeze into doesn't make you automatically a Trans.
Being Trans is way more than that and the Trans slaves slaves that I have had and Trans friends I have would tell you the same thing.
It seems like everyone in the lifestyle only wants to have casual play and sex.
They want fantasy instead of the reality and hard work that this lifestyle requires to have a long lasting relationship.
Ok, old man lecture over.
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