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ConfidentGent How I Think About This Life
There's a difference between Dominants and Masters that most people . Dominants and submissives live this episodically, in scenes, in chapters, in hungers that get fed and return. It's something they do. For those at the deeper end of the pool it goes further than that. It is fundamentally different. It is woven into who they are. It can't be set down because it was never picked up. It is simply there, part of who they are. When they aren't living in alignment with it, they feel something is missing.
If you've done scenes, found satisfaction, and then felt the hunger return unchanged as if you'd fed the wrong appetite entirely, sit with that. It may not mean something was wrong. It may mean you've been reaching for the right thing in the wrong form. That isn't to say that a lifestyle that's built around playtime scenes is wrong or lesser, just that if it isn't scratching the itch you feel fully, mere domination may not be what you need.
From my perspective, dominance is about the application of power in a given moment. Mastery is about depth, about how completely you're committed to understanding and fully expressing a woman's unique nature. I use dominance as a tool of Mastery, not its definition. What I'm after isn't the performance of control but its reality, to shape a willing partner into their deepest perfection as I see it. Dominance is the moment. Mastery is the journey.
That journey begins with genuinely knowing her. What moves her. What holds her back. What she hasn't yet given herself permission to want. What she doesn't yet understand about herself.
I hold what many people today would call an anachonistic (and often misogynistic) view of a woman's nature and her place in a dynamic. It is not a lesser place, simply a different one. A hammer and a screwdriver serve different purposes, and each performs terribly as the other, yet they are both equal. Dominance and submission is a response, in many ways, to how our society has tried to homogenize the roles of men and women in a way no different than demanding we accept hammers and screwdrivers as being equaly capable of fulfilling each other's roles. I believe far too many women today struggle with happiness precisely because they have accepted society's rejection of traditional gender roles socially and sexually. I've seen women who feel peace and gratification when they submit in the bedroom, then can't understand why they're angry and frustrated when they live the rest of their lives trying to pretend to be the same as men. Some women can navigate society's definition of "equal" just find, but submissive women need a place to express something core to their being that isn't satisfied in that space of equality. For some, submission in the bedroom fills the need adequately, but if you're still feeling that hunger to submit, if scenes aren't fully feeding your need, I believe that's why.
Do not mistake me: I do not see women as in any way lesser than men, only different. There are highly compentent women in every field and skill; I simply believe that a woman need not sacrifice her femininity, nor a man his masculinity, for the sake of equality, and that society's attempts to do so are why so many women (and men) are dissatisfied today. It is mind-boggling to me how so many people can recognize the fundamental difference between equality and equity in relation to (for instance) disabilities, yet contend that equality between men and women is natural. If you have a womb and I don't, equality isn't possible, period. Equity, however, is.
I don't apologize for those beliefs and I'm not interested in debating it. What I mean by that isn't contempt. It means I think femininity carries something specific and profound and inextricably linked to submission. A something that goes to one's core, and that a woman who understands and inhabits that space rather than arguing with it is capable of a submission that most people in this life never actually find. I find that kind of woman extraordinary. Truly a priceless masterpiece to be treasured, and conformed to my vision of their perfection not harshly, but with firm confidence.
My approach has always carried a 1950's quality to it, in the best expression of that era (which most certainly wasn't always its reality). The structure of domestic life has always served, for me, as an expression of the dynamic. That particular kind of submissive femininity that finds meaning in service and in the rhythms of a household held to a standard, the rituals of daily life weaving the texture of the dynamic. The aesthetic matters to me as well: a woman in a well fitted A-line dress over stockings and a garter belt, moving through a home with intention and grace is, to my mind, one of the most beautiful things there is. It is simply where my sense of how this life is lived most fully has always landed. It certainly isn't for everyone, and I"m not saying it is better, only that for those for whom it fits I believe it is most satisfying. I'm drawn to a woman who makes pleasing me her partner her quiet art, whether we are in a relationship or not. I love enging with a woman who wants to be formed and shaped into her most fully realized self, who finds in that not diminishment but the truest expression of what she is.
MadameTessaH “The Lesson in the Red Chair – Part II: Temperature Chains”
T.L. Duncan
He knelt perfectly still in front of the red chair, hands behind his back, shoulders trembling just enough for me to know he was alive inside the anticipation.
Good. He should tremble.
Temperature chains demand obedience.
I stepped behind him and let the room settle into silence. A long silence. Long enough that he started to doubt what he’d feel first.
Then I touched the back of his neck with warm oil.
He inhaled sharply.
The oil wasn’t hot—just body-warm. Comforting. Seductive. A touch that coaxed him into trust before breaking it.
“My warmth first,” I murmured.
I smoothed the oil over the top of his shoulders, slow strokes that lulled him into lowering his guard. His breath lengthened. His muscles softened. His head tilted forward in surrender.
Good. Perfect, actually.
Now I changed the temperature.
The ice cube was newly unwrapped, frosty and dripping between my fingers. He didn’t hear it. He didn’t expect it.
And that made it exquisite.
I pressed it to the same spot I had just warmed.
He jerked like a current ran through him—but he stayed kneeling.
“Good boy,” I said quietly.
The praise landed deep.
I traced the ice down the line of his spine, a slow, cruel descent. He shuddered uncontrollably, head dropping forward, breath catching on every inch.
Then I wiped the trail dry with a heated cloth—soft, warm, soothing.
His whole body swayed, caught between two opposites with no ability to prepare for either.
“That’s the point of temperature chains,” I whispered. “Your body stops guessing. It just reacts.”
He exhaled a broken sound—half moan, half plea.
I circled him, letting the warm cloth ghost over his chest, then replaced it with the ice again, pressing it to the hollow of his throat.
He gasped and froze.
“Don’t move,” I warned.
He didn’t. He barely breathed.
I let the ice melt in a slow path over his skin, then chased the trail with my warm palm. Cold. Warm. Cold. Warm.
His head fell back against my thigh.
“You’re unraveling beautifully,” I said, cupping the side of his face gently—warm palm, cold fingertips.
He whimpered at the contrast.
Now that he was soft and undone, the next sequence would hit harder.
I dipped my fingers in the warm oil again, then traced a circle over his sternum.
He relaxed.
And just as the comfort settled—
I lifted the chilled metal spoon.
He didn’t see it. He didn’t hear it.
He only felt the shock when it touched the same oiled spot.
He choked on a moan.
His hands flexed behind his back.
His body bowed toward me.
“Hold your position,” I commanded, voice velvet and steel at once.
He froze, trembling uncontrollably now, his body shaking with a desperate cocktail of cold, warmth, need, and obedience.
I moved the spoon lower, then chased it immediately with warmed fingertips. His breath stuttered. His knees nearly buckled.
“Your body can’t predict me anymore,” I said softly into his ear. “That’s what surrender feels like.”
He nodded, barely able to speak.
“Good,” I whispered. “Because your final temperature test will break what’s left of your control.”
I stepped away to prepare it—just out of his line of sight, just enough for the dread and desire to twist together.
“Be still,” I said. “Lesson three begins now.”
He was still kneeling, barely holding himself together. The temperature chains had wrecked his sense of predictability, and I could feel it in the shivers running through him.
Now it was time to take the one thing he had left— his mind.
I stepped behind him, deliberately quiet, until my thighs brushed the edge of his shoulders. He stiffened, waiting for the next sensation.
But I gave him nothing. No touch. Just silence.
Then I leaned down until my lips hovered a hair’s breadth from his ear.
“Don’t look for my hands,” I whispered. “My voice is what owns you right now.”
His breath hitched.
Good.
I let my breath warm the shell of his ear, slow and soft—not touching, just threatening the touch. He froze in place like prey that knows the predator is right behind it.
“You feel that?” I murmured.
“Yes… Ma’am…”
“That’s not me touching you,” I said. “That’s me deciding you deserve to feel my breath.”
He shuddered so hard his balance wavered.
I slid one hand behind his neck—not gripping, just resting there, letting him know I could take hold at any moment—but my mouth stayed at his ear.
“Your body reacts before you can think,” I whispered. “And that turns me on more than anything else.”
He exhaled sharply, a small, helpless sound.
I didn’t touch him yet.
Instead, I let my lips barely graze the upper curve of his ear—so faint that he might have imagined it. A ghost of contact. A promise.
He whimpered.
Then I broke the almost-touch with a cold whisper:
“Keep your hands behind your back.”
“I— I am, Ma’am…”
“Good. Because if you lift one finger to steady yourself, this ends.”
His spine straightened in panic and obedience at the same time.
Now he was mine.
I brought my mouth closer, slow and controlled, until the tip of my nose brushed the soft edge of his jaw.
“Do you know what I want right now?” I whispered.
“No, Ma’am…”
LondonTriangle I have found a fuck buddy.
Met face to face, seems nice enough and actually single.
Was direct on the phone that I want to use him for sex.
I have started recleaning and reorgnisnig the flat so definately preparing for company.
stocked up the wine rack, beers in the fridge, heaps of meat and fish in the freezer.
Bought silk PJ and silk underwear - not into the whole leather crap.
Buying rope and going to practice hog-tying him for my own pleasure.
Etsy have some really cute strap-ons, girly ones with pretty patterns.
Candle play wax.
Should write a list of things I want to practice and experiement.
TBC (to be continued).
C Madametanya As a More Typically Dominant CD Gurl it is easy to become frustrated and disalusioned with being Dominant when you do not have anyone reliable to Dominate. Too many panty wearers who think that is Crossdressing and never want to go beyond that. As stated previously, most CD Gurls also have a Submissive nature, but does not appear until she meets a more aggressive and Dominant CD Gurl or a Dominant Male who knows how to entice a CD Gurl to go under His spell. Since a CD knows the fun of being chased, a more Dominant CD gurl is usually the chaser, it is easier than imagined to switch and become the submissive once a more powerful force cums and takes you. All your other ideas become more of a fantasy and the overpowering reality of being taken and controlled seems so easy to succumb to. Sort of like a Moth being drawn into the fire, but knowing you will not return to the way you were is the daunting temptation of being seduced. In messaging with some ex-slaves they said the hardest thing to deal with was boredom when not used often enough for domestic and sexual servitude. All the changes and different usage was something all slaves learn to comply with and a Master's Protocol was Law. So an idle CD Gurl can easily be drawn into a Life of Servitude as a Submissive Slave, and knowing this can cause this to be an uncontollable yearning that can not be denied? So........??? Once the door closes behind you, you will be a slave to a MASTER. From messaging with several Masters, the general consensus seems to be if a potential slave is 1st properly broken and deprived of it's dignity it will become completely subjugated and dependant on satisfying it's Master as it's only goal and reward. It will not yearn or miss anything or anyone from it's previous life. Then the slave will be a slave that can be trained to any Master's protocols and it's new slavic life of eternal servitude. Even if the slave is required to wear a cuckold device it no longer thinks about having orgasms or masturbating. A properly trained slave seeks to give it's Master sexual stimulation with orgasms. To simply deny a slave what it once had and craved in it's previous life, it will still think about those things when it is left in isolation and restraints. The slave might even be considering a way to escape? Properly broken a slave never thinks about the past. It's life belongs to it's Master. Master decides everything. You probably will never have a female again. You might never wear clothes again, but if you do, the clothes will be chosen for you. Might be as little as a jock strap? You might never wear girlie girl fem clothes as you once loved to wear. You will no longer be bi-sexual, you will be 100% Gay for your Male Master. You will be Owned Property.
RAWRSUB What is truth?:
In the depths of night, in the light of day,
We ponder the truth that won't betray.
Is it a fact, or a subtle art,
A guiding light, or a shattered part?
Do we seek truth in words we hear,
Or in silence, when none is near?
Is it a mirror, reflecting clear,
Or a whisper, elusive, never near?
In the echo of history, in the depths of time,
Do we find truth in prose, or in rhyme?
Does it lie in the stars, in the sky above,
Or in the beating heart, in the depths thereof?
Is truth a rock, unyielding and stark,
A guiding beacon through the dark?
Or does it shimmer, a shifting beam,
A distant hope, a fractured dream?
In the soul's deep yearning, in the mind's keen quest,
We question the truth, we put it to the test.
Seeking answers amid the fray,
What is truth? We ask, day by day.
CosmicCunt I'm going to attempt to take My mother out dancing tonight. About once a year I will bring her out late night. The last time was New Years, two years ago and then a year before that it was with some friends in the club and then out for an early breakfast. She always brings a feel good feeling with her and makes everyone around her feel special, seen.
Mother has a gift of graciousness. Always the first to ask what your name is and introduce herself. I always marvel how straightforward and outgoing she is. I remember as a child when she would hear someone's last name, she would then say, "A nice polish name"...or " Is that of slavic origin?" Being an English major, this was one of the many gifts she possessed in her tool bag.
Lately, her love of flowers has seen her gifting Me with lifes bouquets. She picks up a pretty leaf, then finds a flower, a stone, a piece of yarn and she walks over and says, "I have something for you" and she hands Me her bouquet of loveliness. All day long, as I run around making this, doing that, her gifts can be found all around. I tried to start a book, as these bouqets often don't last too long. One day, the bouqets will be all gone and her lovliness in My life.
pizzapuppiescows If you've been a longtime follower or avid reader of my journal, you may remember a particular set of rocks on my drive to work that form a heart at a precise moment. That little section of land would sometimes flood when it rained and some portion of the lower part of the heart would be covered. Being the rarely logical and often magical person that I am, I attached direct meaning to my own heart. If the rock heart was partially underwater, maybe my heart was also having a hard time. Sometimes it worked out to be true. Sometimes I thought maybe it was predicting things to come. Likewise, beautiful days and whole hearts meant it would all be okay.
Over the years that little section of land has permanently flooded. It really bothered me at first, having my heart underwater all the time. I've had emotional ups and downs and sometimes it feels like I'll never resurface. Driving by every day, with visual confirmation that my heart is perpetually sinking, well, it doesn't make for a bright start to the morning.
And then there were motherfucking ducks.
I honestly was pissed off, how dare they benefit from my heartache? Swimming around, creating ripples, it just didn't seem right. The other day I realized I have started looking for the ducks. I've noticed how the, I'm just going to call it the heart lake, has taken on more ground. It looks as if it's always been there. Maybe it's not so bad. Maybe I can give my heart lake back to nature because I'm certainly not going to drown. I look for hearts elsewhere sometimes. In leaves, in puddles, somewhere nature might offer me a trade. When I see them I smile.
Grabdaddyshand 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.
AKRONOHIOMAN August 7, 2024 – Cock Hungry Slut gets his CHERRY POPPED TODAY !
I'm changing the name of one of the guys who have been hanging around for quite some time.
The first met him when he was single. He loved having toys shoved up his ass. But that was our limit. But he was young and hot and I definitely enjoyed playing with his ass. It was common occurrence to have him hop up into the sling and shove all manner of things in his hole to stretch him.
Then he disappeared for a while. It turned out he got married. And after a while he made the decision he wanted to play again, so we did.
Now, he has outed himself to his new wife and they have opened the relationship and she has turned him into a cuckold. He tells me he's looking forward to sucking a guy's cock after that cock has fucked his wife. Or maybe eat some guys cum out of her snatch when some random guy is done using his wife. And eventually, maybe have someone fuck him while he's eating his wife out.
But he has to start somewhere. And that somewhere was losing his virginity with me today. I get to pop his cherry today and leave my load inside him.
When he arrived I was already naked sitting in my chair with a hard on. I told him to strip and get on his knees and suck my cock. As he stripped he was wearing a micro cock cage. It had a belt around his waist holding it up. It was one of the extremely small micro cages made of metal.
He had briefly sucked my cock once before a few months ago, but today was especially exciting knowing that cock was going to penetrate his ass today.
Oh my God he was good at sucking my cock. Maybe I was extra excited knowing I was going to fuck him for the first time and leave my load inside him. But while on his knees in front of my chair, I watched intently as my cock went in and out of his mouth.
I grabbed a handful of his hair, I grabbed it hard, and I forced him down on my cock. I just wanted to see how far I could push him both literally and figuratively. It appeared that he was willing to take any amount of abuse. But if he's going to be a cuckold, he needs to get used to being used.
He would choke occasionally and I would reassure him that was normal. That he would get used to a cock in his mouth. And eventually his wife would be having him suck on cocks much larger than mine, so he better get used to it.
After about 10 minutes of cock sucking we decided to clean his ass out. I led him to the bathroom and told him to get down on all fours. I got the old fashioned rubber enema bag out of the closet and unscrewed the top. I let the tap water run until it was warm. I filled the red rubber enema bag almost completely full of water then screwed the tube back on the bag.
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masterpadrone 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.
justApebble2 I am seeking a home that accepts me for who and what I am. I'm far too logical to keep trying to dance the life others want while seeking out my needs. I was too much that girl trying to fix it when I should have done my own thing. now time to be selfish. It's time to actually communicate
I am considered disabled cause of my blindness and chronic illness. therefore I don't need to leave my house unless I want to but I don't want to unless it with my Master and His household.
I sadly going to forever love life in pain. pain is my new friend and we just going to accept that. you can either read what I have to fully understand what you getting or not. as Master you should take that responsibility and use Google and do the research. I beg for to long for pass owner to do there research and they refuse. fuck it, be a man all respuffle like ofcouse
I have holes but I also have life dreams and wants. I want a partner who also enjoy the things I do in my life. but who also understands I not like other girls but he don't want just any type girl. he want a girl naked tied to his bed as well as the other things on my checklist
plants and nature is more my speed. I want to be tie up in the woods or be tie up laying in a terrarium, hey a girl can dream right? also know I like heat over cold. whatever temperature you happy at I not going to be. I want a hot rock and heating lamp. I'm a reptile. put me in a warm cage plz Master! and said cage be it a actually cage or a closet I want it to also be my safe space. while I loves cages and such I also want my Master attention like a good pet. I want to be kept on all fours like a good girl I am. I want to be your human dog. I want to eat from my dog bowls and I want toys for a pet. I like pet beds and laying at your feet.
but I am also your little whore and fucktoy. I want to live and be your little capture fucktoy and prisoner. I want it however it will please you Master pleaseeee let me just cum. but I also the type who needs pain and pleasure. but sadly - sighs - I am also a sadist so I can help give you ideas and I like looking at bondage things. my life is kink after all. I want to make kink content for fun and cause it is my hobbies. I want to be train and I want you to show me off to others. hey I would be that perfect girl in my books who live at a vampire Gothic bdsm club! I like going to events and play partys and being use all night long. yes plz let go to the tonignt but also some nights let just play at home babygirl.
flogger and cuffs is my best friend and I need and want them while I also need and want to drop to my knees and sever my owner like a kajira cause I'm a good girl and that my training. plz Master can I sever you your drinks and foods on my knees. la kajira Master
and this is why I better in a lifestyle house but who knows what is out there
woofwoof1 My best memory of being a slave was when I met a girl called Chloe a couple of years ago. I answered an advert she had placed, seeking a slave boy. She was actually a fashion model, but was not that highly paid, so she was looking for a slave to clean her flat in West London.
First she made me put on a sparkly mini dress - so she could have a good laugh at me. I had to clean her flat while wearing it. Then she would force me to go across the road to buy her a bottle of wine in the shop. The guys in the deli could barely conceal their giggles. All the time Chloe was watching from the window of her flat upstairs, and really enjoying my humiliation. When i rang on the doorbell to get back in, she would leave me there for ten minutes, so all the passers-by could see me. This was on a busy street in Paddington.
She also loved to wrestle me down, just to show how much more powerful she was than me. She would straddle me, pin my arms back above my head, and squeeze my face between her thighs. One she had got me into that position, I was completely at her mercy. There was no escape.
Sadly she got a boyfriend soon afterwards, so I became redundant. But I've always been looking to repeat this amazing experience.
slave019
I read this profile today and think its nearly perfect"
Hello slaves and Masters. Dom is looking for slave who knows that he/she was born to serve. Im looking for slave bois for permanent ownership. I will break you down. I will show you that your place in life is to serve and please me. I will degrade and discipline you. I wont stop until you truly believe you are shit and that you were destined to be mine. I will make you an my own personal property. Im looking for a live in , cleaning ,sex slave, dinner makeing, foot stool, urinal, cumdumpster, whipping post, slave Im looking to humiliate abuse, degrade slaveboy for my pleasure. Only interested in smooth, submissive, straight acting, slim bois who know that they are made to suffer, serve, obey, please, and commit accept any order from their Master. Absolutely every decision will be taken by Me, what the slave eats, drinks, when, where and how long it sleeps, what to wear should outside activity be granted, no social contact to others. I also do online training so slaves welcome.
Im also looking for disabled slaves and Masters, sissies
My rules are:
The proper way of things.
i.e the way it will be
As My slave you have no rights; in fact you have nothing at all.
You will take your place in fully recognizing the truth of My Supremacy, My Superiority and your own lowly status.
You will obey My commands eagerly to the letter without questioning any of them and you will accept My authority and judgment of your servitude. My word is law and My whip is the implement of its enforcement.
You will spend all your waking hours learning to exist exclusively for My pleasure, comfort, and glory and that of all masters .
You will not allow your mind to wander even for a moment from Me and when it is not occupied in My service you will remember that all you do is at My whim and command. Even the basic privileges for you to eat and sleep, are mine to command.
Do not expect to be cared for in the normally accepted meaning. In My world you will be valued for what you are (a slave) provided your servitude is acceptable. Understand that it will never be perfect in My eyes. You are considered nothing more than an object of My property. You will never forget that you, as a slave, are merely My plaything, a work horse and toy existing only for My service, amusement and pleasure. In your role as My slave I need merely to look after your welfare. You will be kept fit for purpose.
From this moment you will be known as “slave”. If there are, at any times, more than one slave present you will be known as “slave S” or simply “S”.
All of the following rules which are for guidance in your servitude to your superior will apply from henceforth. I will expect absolute adherence to these rules in every detail.
Any failure on your part to follow the rules in every detail will result in punishment administered spontaneously or extended over a period of time determined by me.
Slave Rules
applicable to S, slave of
master
RULE 1
I make the rules and can change them and add to them at any time
RULE 2
slave has no entitlement to discuss the rules or question them in any way.
Appearance
RULE 3
Nakedness for a slave is an overt sign that the slave owns nothing. slave will therefore never be permitted clothes in the house unless there are visitors who are unaware of its status and may be embarrassed.
RULE 4
If we have been away from the home, on return slave will, after any other routine duties, immediately remove its clothes and kneel at my feet to await instructions.
RULE 5
The following (highlighted in red) will be worn at ALL times with the single exception of when passing through airport metal detection equipment.
a stainless steel collar. This will be permanently locked in place.
A thick stainless steel ring around the base of its cock and balls.
a stainless steel chastity device, 24/7/365. This will be locked in place.
stainless steel wrist and ankle cuffs..
Rings piercing Its nipples and penis head.
A chain between its nipple rings.
A heavy steel cock ring-butt plug combination, locked behind its chastity cage.
(This will be worn for periods of up to 12 hours for anal training).
slave will be branded with My initial, such branding to be repeated yearly on its birthday.
slave will have its international slave registry number tattooed at the back of its neck and on its buttocks.
RULE 6
slave will shower, shave its face, head, under arms and pubic area first thing daily.
RULE 7
slave will keep its whole body free from hair using an electric epilator.
BASIC RULES OF RESPECT
RULE 8
slave will treat all masters as its superiors.
RULE 9
slave will address Me as ‘Master’ and all other masters as ’Sir’.
RULE 10
In the presence of masters slave will be on its knees unless carrying something or performing a task which requires it to stand.
RULE 11
slave’s eyes will be always lowered so that it looks only at its superiors’ feet.
RULE 12
slave will remain silent unless spoken to.
RULE 13
slave will never turn its back on a master.
RULE 14
If slave meets a master anywhere in the house whilst carrying out its duties it will immediately kneel, nose on the floor, until He has passed and is out of sight.
RULE 15
If I or any master enters the space where slave is working it will remain kneeling, position 2 until it is ordered to resume its work or carry out some other command or until I leave.
RULE 16
slave will accord all masters the same respect as it accords Me
RULE 17
slave will obey all commands from masters as if directed by Me
RULE 18
slave will beg permission to do anything that is not a direct order from me.
RULE 19
slave will
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Joining a M/s (Master/slave) poly house in modern times requires a deep understanding of the dynamics and expectations involved in such a relationship. If you are interested in joining a M/s poly house, the first step is to educate yourself about the lifestyle. This can be done through reading books, articles, and attending workshops or events related to the topic and talking to the house members. Do not hesitate to ask questions, it shows interest and it will help educate you about the house you are talking to.
It is also important to consider your personal boundaries and what you are comfortable with in a relationship. It is essential to communicate these boundaries clearly with any potential partners. Joining a M/s poly house requires a significant amount of trust and communication, so it is important to establish these qualities with your partners and the Master of the house.
Once you have a clear understanding of what you want from a M/s relationship, it is time to start looking for potential partners. Online communities, such as BDSM or fetish dating sites, are a great place to start. You can also attend local events or workshops to meet like-minded individuals.
When you find a potential partner, it is important to take your time getting to know them and establishing a strong connection. Communication is key in any relationship, especially in a M/s poly house, so it is important to make sure that you are both on the same page.
It is also important to consider the legal and social implications of joining a M/s poly house. Some communities may not be accepting of this lifestyle, so it is important to be prepared for any potential social or legal consequences.
In conclusion, joining a M/s poly house requires education, self-awareness, communication, trust, and a willingness to be open to new experiences. It is important to take your time and make sure that you are comfortable with your partners and the dynamics of the relationship before committing to it.
Additionally, it is important to consider the dynamics of the existing M/s poly house that you are considering joining. Each household is unique and has its own set of rules, expectations, and dynamics. Make sure to ask questions and have open and honest conversations with the members of the household before making a commitment.
It is also important to establish clear communication with all partners involved in the relationship. This includes discussing expectations, rules, and boundaries with all partners. This helps to avoid misunderstandings and conflicts within the relationship.
Furthermore, consent is a key ect of any M/s relationship. It is important to establish clear and explicit consent with all partners involved. This includes discussions about what activities and behaviors are acceptable and what are not.
It is also important to have an open and supportive network of friends and family, as well as access to resources such as counseling or therapy. These resources can help you navigate the challenges and difficulties that can arise in any relationship, especially a M/s poly house.
In conclusion, joining a M/s poly house requires a lot of thought and preparation. It is important to educate yourself about the lifestyle, communicate openly with potential partners, and establish clear expectations and boundaries. Above all, it is important to prioritize your own comfort, well-being, and happiness in any relationship.
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Yes i put it on my other one too lol
Thought I would put this here. We all know how long updating your profile takes LOL I was passing the time one evening responding to emails (sorry I'm behind, getting better though lol) I accidentally pushed the "home" button, which no longer refreshes the page, but shows you profiles of all that are currently online. I started reading other's profiles (Dominant and submissive) and I was surprised to see there are still some lifestyle people on this thing lol Below are some phrases here and there and adjusted them to fit me, as well as some of my own words, to explain yet another way what I am looking for. (So thank you fellow CS'ers for the help lol):
Even though I have a rather in depth profile, I still get asked what I'm looking for. So hopefully this will work for everyone (yeah yeah yeah I know the wankers aren't going to read this either LOL):
Looking for a slave to train with love and discipline. I'm looking for a partner(s) that is no where near a doormat, like so many on here, I am way too busy to deal with the game players that seem to keep finding me here. I am looking for someone who can hold their own in the vanilla world during business functions, etc., but also has the ability to enjoy and obey the rules and regs of the D/s lifestyle.
I want my companion slave to be my lover (someone that can and will hold me at night), a friend (someone I can talk to on any level about anything),one I can trust and love back. Go on trips, day or otherwise and have actual fun. (D/s doesn't have to be done just at home ya know? lol) And, "no" for all you one handed typers that get mad and say, "You are just looking for a husband" just because I won't "assist" them in their efforts lol Trust me, a piece of paper is the LAST thing I'm looking for. I know they say to never say never but.......NEVER!!!! LOL I believe submission is a gift to give not one to take
I mix D/s with everyday vanilla life. That means I also want a balance in family, friends and the lifestyle. And I mean our actual families (i.e. mothers, fathers ,brothers, sisters, nephew, nieces, cousins, aunts, uncles; are all important to me and should be for you as well) (and "no" this does not mean that we will be shouting in the streets to our family and friends about our personal life, it just means we need to mingle with others just as much as we would if we were just vanilla. Nothing makes people start nosing around like someone or a couple that only keeps to themselves. LOL
I usually read history and profile before I respond to someone. And guys for you that say you don't have kids but want them some day, just move on to the next profile, because that obviously won't be happening here LOL
Nothing makes me happier than to know that I have a loving, trusting, supportive family/foundation under me (yes, this time I am referring to my "in house" family) My man/men are happy when I am pleased with them and nothing makes them sadder than knowing that they have displeased me. Me and my guy or guys and that we are all happy and taken care of and that we are living the life that is perfect for what we were all looking for. Not someone who just says he wants it. Those kind either try to manipulate you into what they want eventually, or they are here but miserable, making everyone else the same. Or the worst ones that go with a family just to be with "anyone" and the whole time they are online trying to better deal you lol
No I wont meet or even DM you after we have a 5 minute conversation in mail if you want to meet me (usually just "hi" back and forth), Take your time. Talk to me.. I think there is a very special person behind this computer screen. If you are a real lifestyle submissive then you should want to take your time and learn as much as you can about the life that you claim you want to walk into, forever. If this isn't your style and you need to move faster, that's awesome, it's just not my way, so we can agree to disagree and you can move on to the next profile. No I don't plan on talking here forever before DM's but I will move on to whatever the next step is, when "I" am ready. Nothing else will fill the void but what I seek. So don't ask, try to manipulate me, or think you are so special that I will change what I want. You get to choose who and what you want, I deserve the same respect.
MsAbyssia !IMPORTANT CLARIFICATION
I'm looking for someone initially to come in as a cleaner / domestic drudge for a few hours either weekly or fortnightly and then go away again. I have no intention of putting anyone up overnight, nor am I initially looking for any more than stated above although whoever is chosen will be subjected to strict oversight by myself and be suitably punished should they not perform to the required standard.
With that in mind, you MUST be based in South East UK, either in Kent or able to asily get to mid Kent from where you live, so SE London, Essex, Surrey or Kent itself.
I would have amended my profile to reflect this but as that then means my profile disappears for up to a week I've been compelled to add it here.
Goddess Abyssia
jenjen4712 pet store (1/3)
you lead me into the pet store quietly, just smiling to yourself when i shiver from the cool air on my already wet pussy. you hold my hand as we walk through the store, but move to stand behind me when we get to the collars and leashes. you place your hands possessively on my hips and pull me back against you, enjoying the view down my top as my breathing speeds up. "it's time, baby," you whisper into my ear. "what kind of collar do you want?"
i hadn't thought about helping you choose my collar. i had half expected to wake up one morning to find it around my throat, if i was being honest, and i was overwhelmed by the choices.
i shake my head, and you feel the moment my trembling shifts from arousal to panic. you pull me closer and kiss the side of my throat. "you're not choosing," you remind me. "you're helping me, but this is not up to you." your voice is sterner now and i sink into it, letting you steady me. "clear?"
"yes sir."
you kiss me on the throat again, in a spot i know will soon be covered up by your collar, and i moan softly.
"good girl," you murmur before letting me go.
i watch you walk up the aisle before moving to the collection of leather collars. i lose track of you while i look through the rows of collars, touching the cool leather, feeling how supple or stiff they are, shaking them to see how much noise they make and how heavy they are.
i turn back to you as you walk back down the aisle toward me. you pick up one of the training collars, a metal one with spikes on the inside, and hold it up, jangling it to make sure you have my attention. my breathing speeds up again and you laugh a little when i squeeze my thighs together and reach out to the wall of collars to steady myself, but you put it back on its shelf. "maybe next time," you tell me, and finish walking back to me.
you reach out to touch the collar i was looking at with one hand, and the other slips under my skirt, trailing up and down the slickness coating my inner thighs. you trace those wet fingers over my lips and i greedily suck them into my mouth, moaning a little at the taste of us. you start to pull your hand away but i hold onto it, making sure i haven't missed anything and rocking my hips in time to my sucking.
you laugh at my whine when you finally remove your fingers from my mouth. "such a desperate little thing you are, babe." you move to stand behind me, trapping me between your body and the wall of collars. "this one?" i don't know how your voice is completely steady, considering you have one hand under my skirt again and i can feel you getting hard.
when you first brush against my pussy lips, i look around, making sure we're alone. "eyes ahead," you tell me, your fingers stroking up and down my wet cunt. "tell me why this one."
"it's pretty. i like--" i stop, ging when your fingers find my clit. a light pinch from you brings me back. "i like that it looks delicate, light pink with little gold hearts." i'm trying to grind against your fingers now, but you keep them far enough away that i can't get any relief.
"and?"
i can't help the whine that escapes me when you slip two fingers inside me. i rock against your fingers as i continue. "i like the matching bracelet. i can wear that whenever i can't wear the actual collar. so i'm always collared. always yours." i barely squeeze it out before you're pulling your hand out from under my skirt and i whine louder.
you step back and watch me as you bring your fingers to your mouth. i'm still braced against the wall, eyes closed, hips rocking against nothing. there's a trail of pussy juice dripping down my legs and i can't hold back all the little moans and whimpers. "look at you, my pathetic, wanton slut. we haven't even looked at leashes yet."
quirkylittle4daddy Submission Without a Name
If someone asks me how, as a little, I can be so submissive… so devoted…I’ll tell them this:
I’ve been devoted to my Daddy for 19 years—without a name, a face, or a single word of recognition.Through dangerous seasons, through heartbreak, through loneliness that cracked my chest open,I’ve held onto the quiet knowing that he exists. That he’s real. That he’s out there,becoming the man who can claim me.
I’ve never stopped looking. I’ve never shut the door.Even when my heart was heavy. Even when the world told me to give up.My devotion didn’t begin when I met him—it began when I realized what I was born to give.
That’s the depth I bring to this lifestyle. That’s the weight of my submission.Not play. Not a phase. Not a game.A spiritual path. A sacred promise. A longing that became a practice.
So when he finally arrives, I’ll already be ready.Because I’ve been his for years—long before he ever knew I existed.
mastergcs 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.
Shadowing 8-23-2022 Tuesday night.. i took my shower, my daughter was over and left about 10 or 10 30 PM, i had started to feel chilled and for another blanket.. making for 3 blankets i had on top of me! After suffering so long, an hour or two, and developing a fever of 103.6 degrees. i decided i was not waiting until morning, hoping the fever may break overnight. EMS came, one of them ended up being a second cousin!! That was cool to meet a family member. They got me to the hospital s emergency room and i was kept there until 8 AM, i know this because i had to ask if i could get some breakfast while i was in the emergency room. i was diagnosed with an infection in my wound. For those that do not know.. i have two wounds on my back of my right thigh as the result of having lymphedema. The hospital did not say about becoming septic! That has happened, maybe four or more times, in the past. i stayed at the hospital until September 1st when they transferred me to a skilled nursing care facility for further wound care and therapy. i have not been updated with a tentative release date, yet. But it better come soon! my daughter is getting married next month on October 30th!! Therapy is going very well, they are so happy with my progress.
Aridgarden Recently someone asked me in an email what five principles I would offer to submissives wanting to get into the lifestyle...
first and foremost, you always have the right to stop ANYTHING at ANYTIME if you dont feel comfortable with it
consensual means you both agree to and want it without coercion
the best and healthiest relationships, not just within the lifestyle, are those with open, honest, non judgmental conversations that take place throughout ...not just before or after scenes
casual bdsm, giving someone you dont know or trust the ability to destroy you, is about as safe as taking a ride from a stranger down a dark isolated road, it could easily be the end of your life
go into it with an open mind, you dont have to know what you like or have an interest in and might learn some things you thought you didnt like you actually do, but if you know there are things that you never want to try, voice them and expect them to be respected, not all dominants are the same and those who dont respect hard limits are not true doms
Jenny38DD 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.
Candysnatcher To elaborate on my interest/search:
First, no headless profiles or photos of yourself heavily edited or otherwise masked by a photo app, otherwise my first and last impression of you will be that you are a fake or catfisher -- I won't respond. Bad English is also a tip off.
Sexual encounters are not a priority, in fact most of my fetish play encounters to present have been non-sexual; as anyone who has played before knows 99% of fetish is mental. A regular relationship with someone who has common interests, particularly with bondage, is ideal for developing intimacy but not essential. Just play is perfectly fine. I'm not here for a 'blow and go' so if you're just looking to get off I am not for you.
Finally, I've dated or otherwise met a number of different indviduals over the years; in my opinion life is too short to 'search for the perfect one'; I prefer those like myself who are open minded and grounded that I get along well with to see where it goes over time.
SirHugoAtlantaGa
Hot Ash ( My Thoughts ) ... Sir Hugo Atlanta ...
"Hot Ash" is the worship and adoration of CIGARS.Its not your typical submissive fetish.I started smoking cigars when I was 13 or14 and was living in Isle Verde, Puerto Rico.I was in Old San Juan walking the quaint cobblestone streets, when I passesd a small store, with two men in the very back, the walls stacked with wooden "trays" that held pre-formed cigars prior to getting the wrapper, and band.I watched for a good while admiring their craft of hand rolling cigars. I bought a dozen or so freshly rolled cigars and lite up in the shop. The cigar was mild and had the flavor of hickory nuts, earthy.I was a young dom when I met my first "human ash tray". This was in the early 80's.This submissive girl was obsessed with "ash". She loved if I flicked the white/gray cigar ash into her cupped hands, or if I flicked it into her mouth, or even if I flicked it at her.When I blew out smoke she would take in a deep breath. I would also take the tip of my cigar and singe pubic hair leaving a burnt smell in the air. Just the act of blowing smoke into her eyes and face aroused her.The cigar made a fun probe giving the cigar a TASTE of female sex in my mouth, and the smell of female Pheromones right to my nose!!!That's really about it for HotAsh I also love having a relaxing blow-job while sitting back puffing my Artuero Fuentes 8-5-8 Claro/Candella or smoking a Monticristo #5 while having my feet rubbed and my toes sucked, as I stroke my cock looking at my ashtray."Hot Ash"Sir Hugo (Atlanta, GA)
ChangelingRose == Results from bdsmtest.org ==98% Slave95% Submissive89% Rope bunny85% Pet79% Experimentalist77% Masochist72% Brat62% Switch62% Degradee62% Non-monogamist45% Primal (Prey)40% Rigger30% Vanilla27% Voyeur19% Dominant10% Owner10% Degrader8% Primal (Hunter)8% Exhibitionist8% Sadist
BDEssum I've been trying not to add any new journal entries because I don't think people really read them. But I don't want my profile to be super long (especially since the punctuation gets removed), so I'm going to add this journal entry AND put a note in my profile to refer to it.
1) I am very appreciative of the people who send a quick, complimentary note. As I'm sure everyone on this site is aware, there are more men than women, so if I don't respond - it's not because I'm rude - or I don't think you're attractive - more than likely it means that a) you are not local or b) I saw something in your profile that indictated that we are not a match.
At first, I was trying my best to respond to every seemingly sane person how messaged me, but I simply don't have the bandwidth to do that AND respond to people who genuinely might be a match.
2) I was on this site once before YEARS AGO, or it's former iteration, collarme, and I left the site when I found a match. I trained with that particular Dom until he moved away and while I didn't move away with him, we remained friends, so I had fond memories of this site. After that D/s relationship, I tripped and stumbled back into a vanilla relationship. My photos are new, but I don't think I look SO very different that anyone I conversed with wouldn't recognize me. Maybe I'm delusional, so let me be fully transparent, my former screen name was sweetlucky7's. I have noticed that some of the Doms messaging haven't updated their photos since that time ;-). But I digress. If you and I conversed a decade ago and it didn't go well, and you 'recognized' me and you've reached out to me again - with a new profile name and no photos - please don't waste time with some sort of weird vendetta. In that same vein - I'm also on Fetlife and my photos are the match the photos here on my profile. So if we didn't hit it off on Fetlife. Then you saw me here and decided to message me ... Please don't. This is a waste of time for us both.
This leads me to my final point.
3) If, for some reason, you have multiple profiles on this site - and you message me from both profiles. Or, even worse, I block you on one profile and you then message me from the other profile, or if I blocked you on FetLife, please ask yourself, "What is your end game here?" I am a stranger to you. If we are not a match, that just means that we are not a match. It doesn't mean you're awful. It doesn't mean I'm awful. There's no need to send me crazy messages or warn me that "I don't know what I'm missing out on." Remember the old adage, 'the best thing you can do to someone who doesn't appreciate you ... is to remove yourself from that person's life. This loss will sting the most."
Also ... if you're messaging me from two different profiles to try to figure out if I'm 'juggling men on the site' or 'lying about who I am' - I think that a) you might have some unrealistic perceptions about how online dating works - communicating with multiple people as part of a general veting process is typical; and b) the need for this type of subterfuge is good indication that your basic trust issues might mean you're not a good candidate for online pursuits (kink or vanilla). Even if we aren't a match - I wish you all the best of luck in your search!
misscaddycompson The best thing about being a sadomasochist is playing with my group of fellow sadomasochistic friends. We've had many adventures with canes and needles and scalpels and fire in so many forms and hanging by hooks and lots and lots more over the years. It's been such a delight. Sadly, it's not all fun and games. Online, too often, too many guys approach me to announce themselves as a sadist who is looking forward to causing me great pain. Is that so? GTFOH.
Who are you, random person? I didn't express interest in you. You don't get to decide what you're going to do to me before I even find you interesting, in any way, at all.
I have an extensive group of fucked up friends with whom I've already fostered deep trust. I know that the things I enjoy most require a level of trust.
I'm a sadomasochist. I am not a masochist. I am not only interested in experiencing pain. I am also interested in causing pain. I enjoy both. But I would enjoy a great deal of your pain before I'd ever remotely allow you to cause me pain. I'm a sadomasochist who plays with other sadomasochists.
It's not a great look for someone to tell complete strangers what they plan to do to them before said stranger reciprocates interest. It's an even worse look to me when a sadist ignores my own sadistic side, as though I'm strictly a masochist and that I’m just dying to suffer for someone else who isn't invested in suffering for me, too. Women don't just proclaim their intentions to be my sadist the way men do, however, even though women are often the most titillating and fascinating sadists and sadomasochists. The majority of the most exciting and intense pain-based scenes I've ever enjoyed have almost all been with other women and NB creatives. Do I think there could be men who are creative sadomasochists, too? Certainly. I have male sadomasochistic friends as play partners. But those are obviously not the so-called sadistic guys contacting me online.
mstrjx Let us play the Let's Pretend game. (I love the Let's Pretend game!)
Let's pretend that the people typing these profiles and journals and adding pictures and stuff are REAL PEOPLE. Yup, that might be a bigger ask than is possible. But let's pretend that is the truth. It certainly must be for some of us, yes?
Let's further pretend that those who can be defined as real people have been on this site or the predecessor for a while. Some might have met someone and then UNmet that someone and are back. Some of those are people who come here lurking but never connecting. Let's even pretend that some people here are downright serious about all of this but are just having problems connecting with someone they feel is truly compatible.
At the end of the day, however, there is something that we cannot pretend about. Those of us who are, are real people, with real feelings, and real ambition to eventually find what we want so we don't have to be here any more. Please take some time to consider others. Show some respect. Don't make assumptions about who we are or why we are here. It can be hard enough without the background noise.
None of us are perfect, and we all have one or two or dozens of flaws. There is no pretending in the world that can make that not true. We also have preferences. Those preferences might very well exclude some these same people who are trying so hard to be right for SOMEONE. I cannot ask anyone to turn their back on their beliefs or their flaws or their preferences, but what I CAN ask is that we show some kindness, some human dignity. If anything from the past few years should have taught us is that not only are there trolls online, but many of them started being trolls in real life as well. People have learned how not to be their best selves.
Be kind. Be friendly. MAYBE pretend to think outside the box a little bit. MAYBE be a little more inclusive, or forgiving those flaws in others that seemed intolerable to you yesterday. Make someone happy.
I don't want to be the last one here. Do you?
MzRaine A new entry is long overdue, so I'm glad they have finally brought back the journal feature. So... why am I still here if I'm not actively looking for a sub right now? Well, I've gone through many periods where I simply have too much going on or get frustrated or simply lack the desire for sessions. But it always comes back around. And there are a few people around here I converse with, so that's also why I keep my profile active instead of hiding it. But keep in mind that this doesn't mean I want to hear from anyone who hopes I'll keep them in mind for when I do want to meet subs again. I'm not keeping a list and I delete the majority of messages I receive.
commited12u
What is meant by online friends?
An internet relationship is a relationship between people who have met online, and in many cases know each other only via the Internet. Online relationships are similar in many ways to pen pal relationships.
bdsmsubmissive93 wheres the pain
Where the pain i need to strive in this world i need pain to feel alive the marks arent there wheres the pain the pain that takes me to cloud 9 here we are no pain no marks am i still breathing am i where i need to be begging for pain this is all confusing why do i strive on pain how did i end up this way Master i feel like breaking down i need the pain i need the guidance you give me your hand around my throat the pain you inflict upon your property where is the pain cause this causing withdrawals i need the pain i need you i am nothing without you where oh where is the pain i want to feel the heat from each stroke of your toys Master what is wrong with me
CosmicCunt Maintenance....
If yall do not have an updated profile how do you expect Me to trust you? Your age, location, etc would do well to be updated prior to contacting Me. Collar updates regularly enough and if not an update within your profile you can certainly update your JOURNAL to proper information.
If we set a time for speaking, meeting, doing and you don't show up and no reason given...what is the point? For those of you who have My personal information, chivalry is not dead. If you are not smart enough to figure out how to apologize, what is the point? With that said, I am not in the habit of opening closed doors. What is the point?
Remember, VERIFICATION. You don't get close to Me and My home without exposing yourself to Me.
BIGGER and Better!
I would love a mechanic type of person from time to time. I'm a vehicle enthusiast and have some knowledge but not nearly anything to brag about. I would love to rebuild an engine side by side as project. Last year I sold My beautiful vintage truck. Sigh.
I DO so love MUSCLE cars though just about anything that comes acrosss on Mecum will do. To have ones breath taken away by the pull of a powerful engine is mightily exciting. The first car I ever drove was when I was knee high and it was a lovely Mercades. Then onto the Jaguar... My first car was a custom 500 with a suicide knob...and boy could that baby go! That was the car of My first speeding ticket! I was crusing down Interstate 93 doing 120, when I moved My hand away from the side rear view mirror and to My chargrin there was a state trooper, hot on My tail, lights flashing (no siren) just keeping pace with Me. I won't forget that troopers face for the rest of My life. He didnt make eye contact and just said, "I have a ticket for you and you will need to pay it by this time or show up in court. If you show up in court, I will tell the judge that you were doing WELL OVER 80 MILES PER HOUR and you will have your license taken away." I paid the ticket and got a radar dectector. lol
Still, I have a relative hot spot for all things mechanical. This brings Me to My love of steel...but THAT is another topic for another day!
differentsub Wow. 20 years since I made this profile. I think I was one of the first. I haven't logged on for, I have no idea how many years, but my age said 56, so I'm guessing 10. I've been in two long term relationships for most of the past 10 years, so that makes sense, and I forgot all about this profile. A lot has changed. I don't even think the things in my kink list stll exist as choices anymore. I left them to remind me of who I used to be, and how old this profile is.
I'm single. I'm no longer the cis, het sub with few limits. I'm now the I don't know what the fuck I am. Eunuch? Nongender? At least sexually. If it walks like a duck, talks like a duck, acts like a duck, looks like a duck, but it isn't a duck, then what the hell is it? But whatever it is, it sure aint cis. And I've sucked cocks and eaten cum and I didn't hate it, and I want to do it again. So I sure aint het. And once I know my domme, I don't do safe words or any limits but hers. Which means I am very careful about who I submit to. Intelligenge, integrity, respect, honor.... Words that don't seem to matter very much to most in the bdsm community anymore. Well they matter to me.
And I don't do mantras. Any of them. And when I say that, I don't say it as a joke. No SSC, Rack, PRICK, SHMUCK, pretend S&M roleplay. My first 5 attempts at a new profile were banned for violating the terms of service, because there are things you can't say about real S&M in your profile here. So use your imagination.
I'm looking for an owner. And I'm grounded here in Phoenix. Can't move even if I wanted to. So she or they need to be local, be relocatable or be wlling to have a long distance thing.
Read between the lines. I'm old school, I'm real and I'm serious. I don't have the time or patience for games. No I'm not going to send you anything because you are going to be evicted from your apartment if you don't get 50 today. I can't believe these idiots are still using the same scams they were using 25 years ago. I updated to a current but faceless pic. Because if you want to talk, we are going to have a nice Skype or equivelent chat immediately, so we can both see and hear each other clearly. Then we can talk.
Sydisa “You Never Get a Second Change to Make a First Impression.”
This quote has been attributed to Oscar Wilde and Will Rogers, although nobody knows for sure. Studies show a person will form a first impression within seven seconds or two minutes.
First Impressions- True for both sides of the sash
This was being discussed in a group, which made me think about some of the people I've met over the years. Some I remember fondly because they made a great first impression; despite how things turned out, I still hold them out as friends.
Others may have made a great first impression, but it went south. Maybe they are good with words but less so about showing up; maybe they are keyboard jockeys and only want online, perhaps they are introverts, perhaps they are already in a relationship and want "discrete," or some other excuse not to show up.
I love that new little add-on to profiles where I can make notes about those who make a terrible impression, ghosting, those horrid one-liners by mail, etc., whatever it is. On the flip side, Use this to note those who are quite the opposite and make a fantastic impression and great messages. Why did you like them?
Looking4boy2own 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?
quirkylittle4daddy When we kiss When we kiss Bears and boulders Vibrate through the air
i will probably do a whole post on laura veirs. her songs are little girl and softcore approved. but this song when i heard it over 10 years ago..this is love. just a simple share.
When you sing
When you sing
Stars fill up my eyes
Galaxies
Pour down my cheeks
Galaxies
Galaxies
They flood the street
Galaxies
When we dance
When we dance
Eels and sea grass float on by
I? m ten thousand leagues
Beneath the sea
Ten thousand leagues
Ten thousand leagues
Beneath the green
Ten thousand leagues
When we kiss
When we kiss
Bears and boulders
Vibrate through the air
Gravity
Is dead you see
No gravity
All I need
Is beating red
No gravity
No gravity
No gravity
No gravity
No gravity
No gravity
No gravity
SlutSnuggleButt Hi there, I'm a 26-year-old submissive bi-sexual girly woman who is into BDSM. I'm currently looking for a long-term live-in relationship with someone who shares my interests and desires.
As a naturally submissive woman, I am eager to explore and learn about the dynamics of a submissive-dominate relationship. I am interested in experiencing the various ects of BDSM and exploring my own limits in a safe and respectful manner.
Ideally, I'm looking for a partner who is also bi-sexual and open to a polyamorous relationship. I believe in open and honest communication, and I value trust and respect above all else in a relationship.
When it comes to my dressing style, I love to wear feminine and flirty outfits that accentuate my curves. I'm a big fan of dresses, skirts, and high heels. I enjoy experimenting with different colors, patterns, and textures to create a unique and eye-catching look.
In terms of shoes, I have a particular fondness for high heels. I love the way they make me feel, and I find them to be both elegant and sexy. I have quite a collection of heels in different styles and colors, ranging from classic pumps to strappy sandals to chunky platform heels.
Of course, I also have a variety of other shoes for different occasions, such as flats, boots, and sneakers. But when it comes to dressing up, you can usually find me in a pair of sky-high heels that make me feel confident and glamorous.
As a submissive girl, I have had a range of experiences exploring my submissive side in BDSM relationships. I find that submitting to a dominant partner allows me to let go of control and experience a deep sense of trust and surrender.
In my previous relationships, I have explored a variety of BDSM practices, such as bondage, impact play, and power exchange dynamics. I enjoy experimenting with new techniques and pushing my limits in a safe and consensual way.
I have found that communication and trust are essential components of a healthy and fulfilling BDSM relationship. Open and honest communication allows me to express my desires and limits, while trust enables me to fully surrender to my dominant partner.
Overall, my experience as a submissive girl has been both challenging and rewarding. It has allowed me to explore new ects of my sexuality and develop a deeper understanding of my own desires and boundaries.
If you're interested in getting to know me and exploring our shared interests together, please feel free to connect with me. I'm excited to see where this journey takes us!
Mysterium PLEASE READ CAREFULLY
DO NOT SEND DICK PICS OR NUDES
NOT INTERESTED IN SEXTING
I DO NOT WANT A SUGAR DADDY
I DO NOT HAVE AN ONLYFANS ACCOUNT NOR DO I WANT ONE
I'M NOT LOOKING TO MAKE CONTENT WITH ANYONE
I DON'T WANT YOUR MONEY
I'M NOT HERE TO TRADE PICS OR VIDEOS
I AM NOT LOOKING FOR FWB
NOT LOOKING FOR OR WANTING HOOKUPS. DO NOT CONTACT ME REGARDING HOOKUPS PERIOD.
I DO NOT SUB OR PLAY OVER THE INTERNET.
I'M NOT HERE FOR SEXTING
I'M NOT INTERESTED IN BEING PART OF A COUPLE/POLY RELATIONSHIP
MY HARD LIMITS AND BOUNDARIES ARE ANYTHING ILLEGAL, ANAL, ANIMALS, DRUGS OF ANY SORT, ANYTHING TO DO WITH HUMAN OR ANIMAL WASTE. DO NOT PUSH MY LIMITS/ BOUNDARIES OR YOU WILL BE REPORTED AND BLOCKED. ADDITIONAL HARD LIMITS/ BOUNDARIES FACE FUCKING, GAGGING, HUMILIATION,VOMIT, THIS WILL BE UPDATED WHEN AND IF I FIND MORE LIMITS AND BOUNDARIES.
SteveCroxteth 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.
Master23Mike Master's WritingsSadomasochistic Play and the Importance of ConnectionIt is too easy when participating in Sadomasochistic play of any kind, be it impact, pain play or any other of the associated fetishes, for the experience to become emotionally and even physically disconnected between partners - the Sadist becoming consumed by their connection to their tool (whip, cane, etc), the precision of their strikes, the technique used, and the masochist becoming lost in the enormity of the sensation, the loss of physical control as the pain increases and the anticipation of the next strike. As both become lost in their own world within the scene, it is easy to experience a loss of connection between them as the scene progresses.I find that maintaining or even working to build greater connection during such play is one of the most important things I can do as a Sadist and a Dominant. For me as a Sadist, who is also a Dominant and a Daddy, I find that there exists a uniquely rich opportunity to be a caring and connected Sadist, through physical contact, the use of voice and deliberate and careful observation that goes beyond the safety aspaspaspects during a scene are very important in changing a sadomasochistic scene from something done to the masochist to a shared experience that binds rather than separates.In all my play, regardless of the fetish, I seek to create experiences that enrich, nourish and build relationship. While not every scene or situation can accomplish these every time, they remain a goal I strive for whenever possible.
CosmicCunt Okay, well another one just dropped out of the running lol When he submitted himself to Me he claimed he retired in May and would be able to serve then. I said, great, get in touch a month ahead of time. lol Well, we did speak once a week for an hour over the course of many weeks simply getting to know one another. When asked how I wished to be served, I said, don't stress it, just serve Me as you served your previous Mistress of 17 years and I'll taylor you to My liking as we go. Honestly, any man who has served a woman, knows what to do out of the gate. The details WILL work out quite simply and speedily once under My control. After all, do these guys honestly think I'm going to invest time into them with no return? LOL Ya'll are playing with Me LOL I am NOT a fin domme in any sense of the word, however My time energy and aura are priceless and if there is going to be MY involvement their will be ROI now! LOL
So, I did My basic CSpace research which happens with any slave who happens to catch My interest - especially when they have issues and or otherwise raise suspect to Me. Low and behold I found several other profiles across the US fitting the same descriptors! When I questioned the self proclaimed slave, he had no idea what I was talking about (go figure lol) and yet the profiles were exact! lol Note to all the liars and losers - mix it up a bit or Meta Mama is going to find you out! LOL
Okay, so lady dominants, beware of the cali multi running round seeking a Mistress and due to retire in May. He gets you interested, feels you out with all the regular promises one makes to very controlling women, then when it doesn't fit his fancy, another Mistress pops in his chat frame and tells you he has been a very naughty boy and is actually being controlled by another and so sorry but he is unavailable...but will let you know if he comes back on the market!
ROFL Some of you guyz are a riot AND turds!
ANY FEMALE DOMINANT WHO WISHES TO CONTACT ME PRIVATELY - I WOULD BE HAPPY TO DISCUSS ANY and ALL TURDS. I shall not give personal information on the subject obtained, however I will be sharing My experience with said slaves and sharing how to spot them. REMEMBER: Text search is your friend.
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Meanwhile, here on planet earth I continue to hear from and share with some terrific sincere and caring men. I can only hope that we continue to come to know one another and to share more in the future. Thank you for being the bright lights you are. Keep up the good work and keep making those fantasists stand out like the sore thumb they are! Kissesssss
pattynj I just bought some new tangerine colored panties and thought about going to the ABS, so I went home to change into some pretty underthings.
i then went to my go-to ABS wearing a shear white button down cover-up, a white bandeau bra and my new tangerine colored panties under my pants. i bought my tokens, and as i walked to the back room, i unbuttoned my cover-up leaving my bra exposed. I sat down in the booth and it wasn’t long before I was sucking on a nice cock. After I finished off the second cock, a guy came into my booth waving me outside of my booth and into another booth. i walked in - a guy was stroking his Big Black Cock. It was the biggest cock i have ever saw, i mean it was massive!
He pointed to my crotch and I lowered my jeans showing him my panties. He pointed again, and i lowered my panties showing him my little clitty. He stood up and pulled my clitty next to his cock. It was extremely humiliating to see my little white clitty next to his massive black cock. He put his arm on my shoulder directing me down to a stooping position, right in front of his cock. At first, it was all i could do just to get the head of his cock in my mouth, slowly i was able to get further down his shaft.
After a while, he start to moan and thrusting his cock forward into my mouth. Shortly after that, he started to cum. After he filled my mouth with cum, he pulled out and his cum was still dripping out of his cock. He pulled up his pants and left.
Bikinisub Finish her!
The whipping scene has gone on for 40 minutes. My whipped body now hangs in my chains as the whipping stops. I can see through the slits in the mask the looks of shock and surprise in the faces of the crowd watching my torture. I can see the faces of some of my friends smiling at me. They know what’s about to happen.
My loin cloth is removed which shows the neon red string bikini I was wearing underneath it. It glows like a hot coal in the black light. My torturer comes in close and runs her hands over my whipped body and the raised welts on my stomach and thighs. She goes over to the chain and starts pulling it. It’s at this point the people watching think that I’m being lowered but I’m not. I’m being tightened.
I’m being suspended higher now and the ankle chains are getting tighter. The room is silent as I’m now being torture stretched. My ribs are clearly visible now and my belly gets pulled flat. I’m moaning loudly now as my pain level has now reached a ten. It’s now very difficult to breathe and I’m suffering. I’m struggling with the last safety ball in my hand as I try to dangle it out of fingers in order to drop it, a clear signal to my torturer that I’m finished.
I can see the look of horror in some of the faces of the people watching my torment. I manage to drop the ball and I’m lowered to the floor, exhausted. The scene ends with a passionate kiss from my torturer and I limply stand there still in chains. My mask is removed and I’m led to a nearby bondage table to recover. I’m surrounded by friends and a few attendees as they ask how I am and if I’m alright. A few want to see my welts. I guess it’s too see if the welts real. They are. I’m showered with compliments and it makes me feel fantastic. I’m going to remember this night for a long time.
MistressNikkiVixen I’ve been reflecting on past dynamics—especially the ones that carried intensity, structure, and a deep psychological connection.
And over time, something became clear to me.
Some lost sight of the purpose.
They became more focused on punishment than on presence. More attached to the feeling of correction than to the act of truly serving. The dynamic shifted away from alignment… and into fixation.
And that’s not what I want to cultivate.
Because my role, the way I see it, is not to break men down or leave them in a constant state of need.
It’s to guide. To shape. To bring them into alignment with something greater than themselves.
That’s where my philosophy of Goddess and matriarchy truly lives.
A feminine-centered dynamic, at its highest form, is not about chaos or control for its own sake. It’s about order, intention, and a quiet kind of authority that creates structure others can settle into.
Within that structure, the masculine doesn’t disappear—it finds its place. It becomes supportive, focused, and purposeful.
That’s where devotion becomes meaningful.
Not in desperation. Not in obsession with punishment.
But in awareness.
In learning how to show up consistently.In understanding how to listen, how to respond, how to serve in a way that actually contributes to something whole.
I won’t define what this looks like for everyone.
But for me… it has never been about destruction.
It’s about refinement. Guidance. And creating a space where submission is not just felt—but lived with clarity, balance, and intention.
That is where something truly divine begins to take shape.
— Mistress Nikki Vixen
BlueFyre I'm bemused by the number of people who ask me what I'm looking for on here, or whether they can locate or contact me elsewhere. The first should be fairly obvious, I'd think, to anyone who's read my profiles here. As for the second part... I'm quite easy to find. *chuckle*
I've determined that after 29 years, I'm just not as interested in chatting online as I once was, and I find small getting-to-know-you talk tedious. I love getting to the meaty topics, though, which is why The F0rm exists.
If, after you've thoroughly read my profiles here (BlueFyre and BlueAngelFyre) and on Fet, and you'd still like to be considered for being in my service, peruse my writing on FL of "The F0rm - What TF and Why TF?!" Once you've completed a section or more, reach out to me and send your responses. After that, I'm sure there will be plenty to discuss. ;)
--Blue (=
Grabdaddyshand 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.
MistressMaguire She knew she looked good.
The men at the bar thought so too!
Who would it be?
She picked up her hand bag and slowly made her way to the ladies room.
She admired her mirror image.
She freshened her perfume and lipstick.
Tugged her skirt into place.
Washed her hands.
Her heels clicked on the tiled floor.
Heads turned.
Letting her leather jacket fall open she leaned forward at the bar.
Her full figure bottom was attractive under the skirt.
Accentuated and flared by her corset.
Bar napkins in one hand, bowl of mixed nuts in the other, she clicked back to her seat on the couch.
She leaned back in her seat.
Closed her eyes.
Smiling to her self, she dangled her shoe.
The music filled her breasts.
They heaved in their confinement.
Opening her eyes, a very young and very handsome man in a black suit had slid from the bar and hovered at her table, two drinks in hand.
AnnonaMouseDom Why do you do this?
So here is my question and my issue... Why are you here? I know that the fakes and scammers are here to try and make a buck, and the Doms and Dommes are hre for their respective reasons, but this goes out to all those subs and slaves that need to pull their heads out of their asses.
I have been around CS since it was CM, Not even sure if my old account is still active or not but regardless
I want to know, why it is you dont have at least the basic respect for the ones giving their time to write you a simple reply?
I can understand scrolling the mouse over an email and ignoring it if it has one sentance, but if some one takes the time to write out a whole paragraph introduction and you still ignore it, leaving it unread for years and yes I said years, there are some that I personally did a cleanup on this last month on my email dating back to pre covid still unread
Seriously, there needs to be the old user notes back on profile so that you can make note of those you talk to, have mail unread with, etc
And to those reading this that actually have notes in their mail like this be it from me or others, at least give the common respect that We deserve and write back that your not interested at the LEAST so that we can, at least those that are level headed, can simply move on
I know that I only talk to one at a time here, and if a mail goes unaswered for a few days of seeing that user online every day, I will move onto the next
But not everyone is like that here, some will bitch, rant, and wine that why aren't you answering your emails etc
Now not all of those are trolls or fakes, but a good portion are mentally children if they do that
A good not to the Doms and Dommes ,,, Dommes not so much really,,, SOMETIMES you get better results with honey than spite
MistressMaguire
Momentarily distracted by his need to spill his bladder, he was now aware of leather cuffs being affixed to each wrist.
The metal cuffs had started to chafe.
A leather belt was locked to his waist and each wrist in turn was released from the metal restraint and re fastened to the waist belt on each side.
More comfortable.
He was pushed down to the floor and over on his back.
The sensation of cold hard tile and his need for relief was flooding his brain.
Deprived of sight and speech his awareness shrank.
Leather ankle cuffs were locked on and fastened together as a hobble.
The socks were pulled off and with them, the last vestige of his former self.
Her gloved hands embraced the sides of his hood.
Suddenly he could see again.
Stunning.
She was squatting over his face. Eye piece in hand.
Again, her smell.
The leather smell.
The antiseptic smell of the floor.
Sternly she commanded him to be obedient and explained that she would remove the gag on the condition he only speak when spoken to.
Nodding, the mouthpiece came off.
His urgent need was all he could think about.
He squirmed in his restraints.
The return of his sight and the Glorious image above him aroused his cock to a shaft of steel.
Involuntarily he thrust it up arching his back. Buttocks lifted off the floor.
She regained her standing position posture as erect as his now throbbing cock.
She laughed.
A low grunting sob gurgled from his lips.
She smirked and curled her lips into a snarl.
For the first time he took in his surroundings.
It was a utility room connecting the garage with the rest of the house.
A shower of sorts with a head on a umbilical hose in one corner for cleaning things. There was a drain in the floor and he realized he was laying on it.
slavezero So a lot has changed really, a profile update will be written soon.
The biggest change really, in myself, is the stretching (quite literally i guess, pun not intended)
Previously the only hole penetrated by a Dominant was my mouth (mostly with fingers but the odd strap on/vibe/dildo/phallus), but i am currently being trained anally and urethrally (is that even a word). i have never enjoyed the experience of even the smallest digit oenetrating me anally and would scream the place down through a gag if anything bigger than a pinkie finger up there.
As i write this i have had a 4" butt plug in now for around 18 of the past 24 hours. Do i enjoy it? Not really. I have got to the stage where i can, for decent lengths of time, forget about it as it feels normal but only really when not moving about. i can also insert it myself when ordered to do so, not a feat i would previously have thought possible.
The story of how this, once hard limit, along with urethral sounds, were accidentally, on the same day no less, is one for another day but i thought, after many years on CM and now CS, i would make use of my journal to record my anal training journey so others may learn what they might expect.
angeldmort Or "why aren't women turned on by my lingerie pictures?"
I get that some guys are into wearing dresses. I can often enjoy pictures of guys in dresses, depending on the guy, and the dress, and the overall look, and the makeup, etc.
And some enjoy wearing cute ruffle covered pink dresses that look a lot like birthday cakes. You know, the kind that toddler girls are put in for Easter Sunday.
And some guys enjoy wearing lingerie, or makeup, or rubber... I can often enjoy pictures like that, again, depending on the guy, their choice of lingerie, the presentation, and so on.
Some guys like wearing big frilly lacy lingerie like you'd see a 'sexpot' femme wearing in an old porn movie. While they kinda sit hunched on a rumpled bed, legs sprawled awkwardly, legs unshaved, on the dirty duvet, with their dirty laundry in the background.
And that isn't necessarily a bad thing.
The problem is, they want US to look at them like that, and get turned on.
Usually because they get turned on wearing it. Which is great.
More power to them.
But as I've written before - Know Thy Target Market.
And make the effort to find out what sells, and why.
You can put a cold naked hot dog on a paper plate, and take a picture of it.
If someone is already hungry right then, and they really like hot dogs, maybe they will think 'yeah, I could do that.'
If you want to get the attention of someone who might not be hungry, or might not usually eat hot dogs, you'll need to find out what they like, and try to tailor that image to their interest.
Maybe they would like hot dogs chopped up in chili. Maybe they are more into the classics, and want to see a sizzling hot dog with the little burn lines cradled in a fluffy golden bun, teased with wavy lines of ketchup and mustard, with just a tiny dot of relish peeking out underneath. Maybe you need to pair that with thick, steakcut fries sprinkled with seasonings and cheese. Or maybe they only like corndogs.
Maybe a lot of things.
But without some market research, you're spending your time and money on hotdogs, trying to guess what will interest people, and mostly, your safest bet is going to be going with the most common image, probably the 'classic' version, and even then, the production value needs to be as high as possible, because hot dogs are plentiful and cheap. You gonna have to dress that up REALLY well to make it anything other than a simple tube of processed meat.
Not to put too fine a point on it.
Now, maybe you are one of those rare few who is completely disinterested in anything other than one specific kind of hot dog lover. That's the ONLY kind of person you want to talk to or sell to- the one that likes them sliced thin, frozen and alternated with pickled beets. Again, more power to you. However, you need to recognize that you are going to search a lot longer, possibly forever, and you'll get a lot fewer potential buyers, and even then, lots of those will be potential duds, because lots of people are willing to say 'yeah! I love that too!' to anything that gets them closer to any kind of meal, and honestly, they'd dive into cold cereal if that's what they found, because they are starving, and it's better than nothing.
If you are NOT one of those people, and you like hot dogs, but you also have hamburgers, and chili, and maybe pie too, then you want to put all that out there. You want your first impression to be one mostly likely to get interest. Maybe your initial pic should be whatever you like that is the most common, then have other pics showing your other great offerings. And again, with high quality photos, of more than just the hot dog - how about people enjoying the hot dogs? How about a lovely buffet, all laid out with what you offer, once they've been drawn in by that great first picture that was well designed, showcased your best quality in the best way, with good lighting, good preparation, polished and pretty and enticing?
I get that no one wants to pretend to be something they aren't. Especially here - here is a place to express one's self fully, hopefully without judgement, and seek others of similar interests, and hopefully find someone with whom to engage in those interests in real time.
And I get that there are things we each enjoy, and we really really really want to have someone appreciate those things in us, about us.
But if you are seeking, you need to seek in an effective manner, which means taking into account the interests of those we are looking to attract, and what attracts THEM.
You need to find out WHY they are attracted to some things more than others. You need to CARE what they care about, if only so you can find out early if their interests align with yours. And also so you can more easily appeal to people who are interested in what you have to offer.
Even if it turns out you are just a plain hot dog on a naked paper plate, you need to at least make sure you get the best picture you can possibly take - in focus, at a good angle, clean, no roaches in the background, etc. If that's all you really want to put out there, but you want someone to admire it, then you're going to have to show it in its best light. You'll have to make an effort. And you'll have to accept that it may not sell right away.
Sometimes, it's worth adding to your offering. Learning a little about what your target audience wants, and then finding out how to offer that. Maybe grow a bit, and become MORE than just a hot dog on a paper plate.
Hell, you might be steak and not even know it.
Isn't it worth trying?
TotalOwnerforslave Gratitude and Adoration
slave needs to Iive in a world of gratitude and adoration. The more it emphasizes those two mental attributes, the happier it will be accepting its true slave self.
My training will help it develop these two alternate mental states, slave.
Grunmadchen Over the past few weeks, i have recieved many offers of ownership, from many interesting people. I have learned a lot more about what kind of relationships are out there, and what kind of relationships will and won't fit me. From these experiences, i have made observations, and determined some idea of what i need.I understand the basic concept of a slave. Someone who is completely owned by another, without rights or privileges, without freedom, without pleasure or distraction. Without anything except that what is allowed by their owner.But I understand, too, that not all potential owners are the same. Each has their own things they will control, allow, or even encourage. What is anathema to one, is vital to another. And so i recognise that while i give all control to my owner, it is still down to me who i will choose to be that person. And i would choose them based on their desires matching up with my needsThis document is a compilation and approximate description of the conditions that i will flourish in. Like a plant needs the right soil and climate to grow. Not all slaves are the same.Without farther ado:
I need trust and safety:Top of the list because it is the most important.If we have this, everything else in the world is manageableIf we don't, nothing can compensate for it.These should be a given, but its worth exploring it more.As a slave, i will put my life into my owner's hands. My wellbeing and future are theirs to determine. Given this, i need to know that the person i am entrusting, will use this gift well, that they will protect me, that they will respect any conditions we agreed upon, and not exploit me.I need an owner who will not throw me in harms' way. For a start by keeping me out of, or safe within, situations where there might be a threat of violence or crime.But I also need to know they won't give me crazy orders that cause harm or make me do dangerous/illegal things.I am still learning what unsafe situations look like, i hope i will know them when i see them.
I need control and disciplineI was recently offered a domestic discipline arrangement, I ultimately declined this because i felt it was too lax and permissive, i need a deeper level of control. This was the right direction, but it didn't go far enoughI've also seen some relationships advertised where the sub is essentially a supermax prisoner, or worse. Permanant bondage, destruction of identity, faceless tormentors, zero autonomy. I did not apply for these, they seemed too controlling.So there are some extremes, what i need is somewhere in the middle. I need a certain level of oversight, control, and management. I need a guiding hand in my life to keep me on the right path, to set my priorities, and to ensure that rewards come after effort, not before.I don't know how much control yet, until then i live and learn.
I need social contact:Although my owner is my world, and any other slaves are my sisters in service, I believe that these relationships alone will not be enough. Although i do have a kink for cages and confinement in small, or even moderately large doses, i couldn't live forever in a gilded cage. No amount of luxury or pleasure or control can truly compensate for isolation.I need people outside of our relationship to talk to. Not just online friends, but physical in person contacts too. I seek an owner who has at least a semi-active social life, who will take me to clubs, or to meet his friends in the local community.I don't seek to keep secrets on that account, i will happily inform my owner of everyone i interact with and everything we do. And it is of course my owner's perogative to control who i can speak to and associate with, i beg that this not be enforced too often :(I don't necessarily seek sexual contact either, these friends can be purely platonic. But i would certainly love to be sent to serve others, allowed to participate in sexual activities, or used to provide services that will involve me engaging with other peopleWoman is a social creature, and i must connect with people.
I need to be utilized to my full potential:As a slave I provide domestic services, cooking, cleaning, laundry, et al. And sexual services of just about every kind. And i can provide more niche fetish services, like being a urinal.But being highly intelligent, i can do a lot of other things too. ..... I truly believe that service is what I'm meant for, and am happy to provide more, were we to discuss things......I want to make your dreams come true!
I need patienceAutism makes me think unusually. I'm not great with vague or emotional descriptions, when learning about people and places and things, i work best with anecdotes. I like specific, concrete, technical, material details. I will try my best to adapt to how you speak and do things, but there will necessarily be a degree of you adapting to me too :(I can hyperfocus on tasks and become obsessed, i go above and beyond to please. And I tend to think and plan ahead, far ahead. Sometimes i will seem dispassionate or emotionless, other times clingy and needy. When i'm upset i tend to write large volumes of stuff, and i may need a careful hand in calming me down. Sometimes i will get scared, or misinterpret things, i worry a lot, i overthink and get stressed. I need someone who can listen to my complex rambling inner monologues and help me sort them outI will take some getting used to, but i promise i'm worth it!
I need a place to belong:I crave to be part of something larger. A relationship, a family unit, a community, whatever. The details are flexible, but a general sense of belonging and knowing my place is needed.I can't be kept at arms' length, to be a side whore. If you have an existing relationship, i need to be a full part of it, i need to live with you in your home, and be a part of your life, and the lives of your partner(s) or other slaves.I can't be hidden away from the world.
I need love and appreciationLove conquers all, and for someone i love, i will do anything. My love is not jealous or posessive, it can be shared with anyone in your household, ill never want you all to myself, i will devote mind body and soul to your serviceBut i do kind of need the same energy back. I need an owner who has room in their heart for love, who isn't closed off or distant.And i need regular encouragement and appreciation. headpats are always welcome, "good girl" is the highest praiseI want to be a treasure to someone, valued for more than the sum of my parts, as i shower upon them a self destructive level of devotion and worship.Ultimately, i want to be loved, doesn't anyone?
Bull60 There is a mystical moment when two men meet and sex is in the air. They both know what they want but one is a bottom he may or may not know it. Then there is a moment of hesitation when after looking the object of his desire the hand extends to feel what his body is craving. Still if there is a little presumption of an ill understood machismo that hand moves slowly for what feels like an eternity. After contact caressing the phallus is not sufficient, but how to surrender? Finally, the top takes over, and firmly guides him to acknowledge his place, kneeling; and having the object of his desires close to the parting lips... Sheer poetry, bliss, sweet hesitation, and the ultimate surrender to open his mouth and forgetting the world around devotes his energy to please the object of his desire, his top, who allows the bottom to taste him deep and completely. They are not strangers anymore, the bottom has found his niche in the order of things, kneeling and giving up any pretense of control. From now on his domination is in the hands of his top.
DevineDani203 Recently I've been having some fun on another site that specializes in Doms keeping subs in chastity. So last night I had this one guy... mid 30s... glasses.. looks like a real computer nerd approach me. I was not going to give him the time of the day and I sensed he was going to be a bit of a brat. But he begged, begged and pleaded. Eventually after a lot of negotiating and exchanging some links I agreed to put his dumb ass in chastity for a simple 2 hr lock. Guess how many times he messged me begging to be released during that 2 hour span of time. 37x. I can't make this shit up even if I tried lol. So naturally when I returned to the site after getting dolled up for the day I see the messages. And I'm pissed. Becuase I specifically told him to sit his ass in the corner with his cage on and butt plug in and wait for me to return. He got called every name after the sun which I'm sure he enjoyed and I extended the timer for the rest of the day. I also have access to his dildo machine via lovesense and let's just say today he could barely sit down without a pillow. He thanked me this morning :) he loved it.
wickedwolf001 I thought it would be a good thing to do to give people an idea of what I mean by role play. I like interrogation play. I even have a marvelous space for that. Of course there is the old but still great student and teacher or professor. Or someone might come home smelling like booze and be put through their paces and chastized for drinking and driving. I also like it when play begins hours before the scene starts. That unexpected text with instructions to put certain clamps on your nipples and or balls and or labia and to not remove them until you are given permission. Or to insert a particular item into a particular orifice to wear as long as instructed. Or all of the above, text after text after delicious text. The list goes on and my mind gets even more diabolical. One might be given a bag to take into the restroom during dinner containing implements designed to cause discomfort with instructions regarding what to do with said implements. Does any of that sound like fun to anyone but me? I can't imagine a better way to get our heads in a wonderful space for play. Except maybe that that low voice speaking into your ear... You are really in trouble when I get you home...
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Funny thing about a good sub is they will do almost anything to please…
Curiouspeeps69 I thought for me to be more engaged in this site and further my exploration of this lifestyle I should start writing journal entries. Maybe it will assist others in giving me advice and guiding me. Also I think it will help me express myself along the way. That being said, I decided to start some entries about what certain aspaspects of this lifestyle mean to me and maybe start sharing experiences and my reactions to those experiences.
I'll start with one of my listed interests and kinks to describe what it means to me. Humiliation...
I think there are varying degrees and fetishes in humiliation. To me, it's about being bottled up in everyday vanilla life challenges that humiliation and degradation is a release of sexual tension. I'm able to put myself in a completely unrestricted position that almost anything goes. Maybe it has more to do with deep insecurities that can be released and in a setting where the Dom/Domme shameful it shows they can expose me.
I think for me humiliation is more about what happens when the doors are closed vs public type play. I like being called sexually degrading names and having my imperfections pointed out. Being used without any regard to my body tends to excite me. Some simple things like anal sex and oral to me can feel humiliating especially when the partner is talking to me in that manner. Even fucking me while my husband is watching or participating is really humiliating for me. Here are some aspects that I have experience in and love about humiliation
Verbal
1) Name calling and labeling me
2) Describing acts in a demeaning way
3) Mocking my sexual performance
Physical
1) Being restrained and tied up with minimal movement
2) Being blind folded not knowing what's coming
Sexual
1) Examining and critiquing all parts of my body telling me where it could have been better
2) Exchanging fun fluids and using my body to do it
3) making me repeat a command or say describe what I'm going to do. And having me describe what the experience felt like
4) Having all holes used hard without regard
Sirinpalmharbor Things i wounder, Are there any real people left on here ? is Fetlife the place to really connect? AFF and collace seem full of Wanna be's and people looking for KINK of every sortf ( not a bad thing ) Just real folks seem hard to find. Read plenty of profiles every week, I find more and more that people are full of doodooo ! I read im a submissive im a slave.. But dont say this to me or i dont do this or ill block you if you say this or are a republican lol . I have been in this lifestyle for over 30 years and it sure has changed ! Maybe I should just go back to normal life. This lifestyle has gone to a new low level and people who post are 80% nieve and dont know what a slave or submissive is ! They know KINK for sure but not how to act or speak as they claim they are ! KINK is about sex and fettishes lifestyle is much more then that ! if your a KINKSTER great ! but please dont caim to me a Slave of Submissive lol say what you want and dont . Politics , Religon much like in bars has no place here ! Just be happy !
MistressNikkiVixen So I have a confession. I found someone I'm smitten with here and I still had to leave him with no reply. I realized you have to make hard commands here because so many are trained and untrained by all different variations of superiors. So I'm going to write my must/must not list to help you gauge if we should be communicating at all.
1. Must ask for permission to hold a conversation. I instantly read your profile to see who you believe you are. Not doing this is a pet peeve. It's like being outside and someone just starts talking to you before they ask if you have time to talk.
2. I'm in Atlanta and I frequent Houston because I'll also have a home there soon. I get bored easily so online play is so having someone local or that enjoys travel a lot is preferable. I have a 7 day attention span before im Annoyed with only chit chat so keep that in mind.
3. I am a serial entrepreneur so I don't have time for a 24/7 sub/slave situation. I already have 147 employees, meetings, and projaspects in my vanilla life. The part of my life you live is to allow me to explore my deviance along with worship aspaspects I so enjoy. Everyone needs a little kink but there is a time and place for everything.
4. I rarely play home, I belong to many clubs throughout the U.S. So my favorite types of play dates happen to be dinner drinks and maybe meeting a couple or two if you've been well behaved. I only play with things that belong to me.
5. I enjoy ritual admiration. I believe when you believe in something you will develop rituals to keep it close to your heart. It's the reason we use to pledge our allegiance to the flag or say Grace before we eat. Being able to honor your superior or superiors always makes me happy.
6. I'm not into non thinkers. I Need to be able to hold a conversation with you. I want to enjoy having you and if your stuff like a broom stick I won't be able. Its ok for me to ask how your day was and you give me a real answer not you've been in chastity since 6amim talking about did you speak to family, how was work, what did you eat? I am a Mistress and a Goddess and a Woman I don't turn any of me off to be the others they are my trinity. I want you to be able to be you in it's entirety for me.
7. So many of you seem like you could be great if you had the right person leading you, but you have to remember to make genuine connections. I'm not interested in training someone I have interest in nurturing. I'm a lover and unfortunately some times my love hurts a little lol. Sometimes my love demands a little from you but if you believe I'm worth worship you will do what's needed.
8. I'm a 8 life path so I'll leave you with this go listen to "Take me to church" by Hozier and remember me!
Lets have a conversation but remember rule #1 before you message. If you can't follow simple instructions you're wasting my time.
Butterflyfairy Above all else, I’d like my ideal M/s dynamic to be established on and occupied with love. Mutual respect is a must. W/we would foremost seek to meet each other’s needs completely in a monogamous relationship. He would be in charge, make the decisions, rules and protocols; but seek my input where appropriate and value my opinion. I would like to wear His collar (and leash when appropriate) as a reminder of O/our commitment.
Shared interests, in both vanilla and kink activities, should be present. Shared values would also be helpful, in both social, religious and financial concerns. I would hope, after some time, that this type of relationship might lead to a union of marriage or long term cohabitation / commitment.
Broadly, I’d like the power exchange dynamic to permeate the relationship both in and out of the bedroom 24/7, but that W/we both have our lives and lead them together and apart. I do not seek to be a “kept” slave, but I do want to know He is in control at all times. This can take the form of rules, protocols, and expectations / goals.
I would expect that full discussion of limits (hard and soft) would be discussed thoroughly, and that safe words wouldn’t be necessary or allowed once trust was established. This would aid in the vast possibility of CNC activities (within the confines of the pre-established limits). I would hope He would also push my limits over time.
While W/we are together, He would exert His dominance in whatever way He chooses. I would attempt to anticipate His needs, but obey His requests as made. These requests could be sexual, domestic, or kink in nature. As a masochist, it would be helpful if He were a Sadist. I want to know He is getting as much out of the impact play as I am. This Sadistic predilection would also aid in intensifying the play and intensifying the benefit W/we both receive from it.
I would expect that protocols would be established to help define the power exchange dynamic. These would be different when W/we were together alone, or together in public (or with family and vanilla friends). Public protocols would be known to us, but invisible to those around us such as waiting until He takes a bite until beginning to eat, sitting on a specific side, looking for a head nod to get up from a meal, wearing an insertable while out, etc. In private, protocols might include clothing restrictions, eye contact restrictions, greeting positions, speaking, bedtime rituals, distance, etc.
Protocols would also assist Him in maintaining control when W/we weren’t together. These might include communication requirements, requesting permission (i.e. to do things or go places), journaling, maturbation, bedtimes, curfews, and the like. The concept of “protect His property” would be an overarching protocol that would manifest as rules / protocols when apart, but when in doubt “protect His property”. The idea that when W/we are together, He is looking out for my best interest and safety, but when apart, that job falls to me.
I would expect that He would want me to grow and better myself. He would help me establish goals and hold me accountable to reaching them. These goals could be educational, health, career, kink, etc in nature. Periodic oversight and/or establishing benchmarks would be useful in ensuring progress.
Punishment or negative reinforcement would need to be outlined so expectations are clear. I always strive to be the “good girl”, however, I would expect punishment if deserved. While I wouldn’t never fail or disobey to get a punishment, I would need to believe that followthrough on punishment would be made if I deserved it. Punishment would be warranted when protocols were broken or if progress toward goals hadn’t been met. I realize that punishment is hard to define for a masochist, but not impossible.
Bull60 Many times I get the question about what happens when two tops meet. The concept of two dominant males sharing some sort of intimacy seems contradictory, after all no one conceives a dom without a sub. That is not always the case and I will, like in all my journals speak from experience. There is a degree of power exchange between Doms and I do not talk about silly posturing and drama. If two dominant males find themselves alone and aware of each other,s preference coue of things will happen. Like I said there are degrees of asserting domination and sometimes one will yield and becomes submissive to the more dominant male. There are reasons for this behavior, one is the overwhelming realization that amongst equals there is alway a better masks and truly no shame comes from realizing and internalizing that fact. I'm not implying the the more submissive is and will be a sub the rest of their life, no. What I am saying is that recognizing g who is the better man is what defines the boundaries of intimacy. I have friends that have their fair share of submissives but once in a while they will come to me to serve and be bred. after, back to being a top. But why this behavior? Like I said overwhelmed by. Dryer male they yearn to serve and be intimate. If a dime submits must be to someone better than them and someone they appreciate both as male and Bull. The other scenario I've experience is that broth being powerful males and bulls there is no submitting. How then is that encounter? What I have experienced is the act of respectful admiration of each other bodies and rods. Eventually, it will get to self exploration and release by mastication. There is no phisicl contact but the admiration that can only a true bull can bestow on another bull.
It is very intense to have two powerful males together, alone, and horny. Their mutual pheromones make the atmosphere thick and eventually there’s only one way out, taking matters in our own hands. there is no mystery, two males will do what comes naturally and either occupy their place or remain on top gloriously alone. That's the natural order of things.
JackOneAndOnly 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.
Chrisin98003 I have been on weight watchers for a few years, and I am happy to report I have lost 100 POUNDS!!!!
I have more to go,.
I would love to find someone that is also working to lose weight and be in better shape or someone that has and knows what it takes. Even better would be to have a friend to go walking with and support each other. having the other person be dominant would be even better to give me a push or a pull on the leash.
pizzapuppiescows I have a friend who is a bit dramatic and insecure. Mostly with men but it trickles into other areas of her life. She always seems to have a problem, and usually it stems from her being unable to see outside of her own viewpoint. If it's a fair generalization to say that most people want to be the priority in a relationship, then it's fair to say she takes this to extremes with almost zero tolerance for waiting. She over dramatizes her relationship endings rather quickly, wishing them well, wanting the best for them, blah blah momentary sincerity. I had already come to the conclusion that she is a shallow and insincere person masquerading as a caring person. A Mean Girl.
Last week she was relating a situation that played out in her life, and she was referring to someone in a derogatory manner. I told her she can't do that, that it wasn't respectful. She cut me off to let me know all of the ways she was disrespected by this person, and that now she was angry and had to go, she would talk to me in a few days. I said okay and we hung up. What I didn't say was that the name calling was a reflection of her mentality and unwillingness to make the situation better, not the other person. I didn't say it, but I thought it all week. If this is how she speaks of that person, how is she speaking of me now that she's pissed? I don't need that in my life.
Yesterday she texted as if nothing happened. I sat on it, not sure how I wanted to respond. As can happen, I got busy and forgot. This morning she sent me the overdramatisized ending!!! I have been well wished out of her life. I do actually hope she figures her life out, but I'm not a Mean Girl. No dramatic ending for me, other than sharing it with you. I promise when you and I end our friendship I won't wish you well, either.
BB442keFw6 This happened to me some years ago now but still remains in my memory as one of the my most embarrassing but exciting experiences.
I was staying with my BF at his house for a couple of weeks. He only lived a short drive from the sea and we occasionally went for a walk on the beach.
One day he announced that he thought that because of my behavior I was in need of a spanking which is something, I might add, that he did to me almost on a daily basis, and he decided we were going for a beach walk and he was going to give me a public spanking.
Well, he had never done that before, I always got spanked in private usually in the bedroom or the lounge room and I was a bit dubious and rather nervous about it and what the public reaction might be and I said so.
He just said well that’s tough girl that’s what’s going to happen to you and I knew there was no arguing with him, his word was law in his house (and out of it).
I pouted at him a little and tried to argue further but of course it made no difference, in fact it probably made it worse for me.
I was dressed in a summery, flowery mini dress, it was summertime, that flared from under my bust and only just covered my bum. Underneath I only had on my bra and panties, with my beach walking sandals on my feet. He was wearing cargo shorts and a tee shirt and to my alarm was carrying a cane in his hand as we went out the door. I said you’re not taking that with you are you! He just told me to shut up and get in the car. I did so, still pouting, which was about the only sort of defiance I could hope to get away with without risking getting a slap.
I put on my seat belt and sat in nervous silence staring at my bare legs as he drove us to the beach. My mind was in a bit of a turmoil as I thought about what he said he was going to do to me but I did begin to find it curiously exciting and arousing even thinking about which panties I was wearing if they were going to be seen.
Ok, out you get he said to me as we parked in the beachside carpark. He emerged from the car carrying the cane quite openly. I was quietly amused and aroused at his confidence and audacity as he walked down the sandy track to the beach proper, cane in one hand and towing me along behind him with the other.
The sky was a clear bright blue with a few fluffy little clouds scudding across it. I now felt very nervously alive and excited at the thought of what was to come. The surf was crashing noisily onto the beach and the cool breeze blew through my hair and lifted up my dress forcing me to do a Marylyn Munroe seven year itch sort of pose to keep it down. To my relief the beach was not all that crowded, just a few people scattered around but there was a roadwork gang working on the road that ran alongside the beach and I could feel those guys already taking an interest in me with my attempts to keep my dress in place.
We walked up the beach past the road work crew and the beach sunbathers to a rocky area at one end which was some distance from anybody else but definitely not completely out of sight. He sat on a conveniently placed large rock and I petitely sat down in the sand next to him and shading my eyes with my hand looked out to sea where a fishing boat was underway bobbing up and down in the swell.
We sat like that in silence for a little while then he turned to me and in a rather soft sexy voice started to admonish me for what he called my lack of respect and disobedience over the last couple of days and how I needed to be taught a lesson, spare the rod and spoil the girl sort of stuff. I squirmed around a little as I listened to him knowing that he was right I had not been obeying him as instantly as I should have been doing, even occasionally arguing with him and that I did deserve what I was about to get. I looked across the beach towards the fairly distant beachgoers we had passed and then to the work gang on the road, also fairly distant from us now, but nobody seemed to be taking any notice of us.
He took hold of my shoulder length blonde hair at the back of my neck then slowly but deliberately forced my head back until I was staring at that vivid blue sky. Automatically I twisted my head to try to get away from him but this just made him firm up his grip on my hair until it hurt and I stopped resisting him.
Still using my hair to control me he pulled me across his knees and held me there. My flared dress was so short that it was already up round my waist. I felt his hand caress my bum through my satin panties and his fingers went down between my legs. I was already a teeny bit aroused by all this and by his power and confidence in what he was doing and it was now all I could do to prevent myself from squealing out loud. I just sighed instead.
Then he started to spank me. He had large powerful hands and it always hurt. Each smack across my bum sent pain shooting through me making me g. I kept my hands in front of me, palms on the sand sort of balancing myself over his knees, I knew better than to try and protect my bottom with my hands.
Then he hooked his thumb into the waistband of my panties and pulled them down until they were stretched tight across my mid thighs and continued spanking my now naked bum. He had pulled me across his knees facing away from the distant beachgoers and work gang but still in sight of them and I remember hoping that someone didn’t think that I was being assaulted and call the police, the last thing I wanted to face as we got back to the car would be a couple of grinning cops waiting for us and having to explain
DaddyOwnerinKs3 Well let some thing here about me to help explain who i am what am and things i like to do on both sides of the fence. Let start with that i am 53 years old living in Kannsas . I enjoy movies of most genres from scifi to fantasy action and more i have over 300 dvds i like scifi tv shows cartoons anime. i like to read and cuddle i like to build lego starwars and others i like to play computer and videogames i like baking . i do have some medical issues but dont we all if that upsets you then move along i am not here for your hate messages or you trying to tell me i shouldnt be on here looking as you are not my keeper and have no right to tell me what to do or where i can be. ( sorry about that rant but needed to be put out there)
what i am is real simple i am a gentle kind person i can be supportive and fair but i can be controlling and strict as well . i am someone who believes in a person being honest and keeping their word and promises i dislike those that break then and lie about things
ninjaking13 So i think it's time to make an update on here.
I have COPD and it's bad....like i have 5 months left to live bad....
no need to cry for me, i beleave i lived a good life and did my best with that time i had.
anyways.....thats all for now.....ask if you want to know more
tarasouth Remote Controlled - Part 2b
Author's Note - The word count was a little too long for the journal, so I have had to split it in two. This is the conclusion of part two.
'If I have captured your interest enough, I want to ask you to submit to me using this app and your toys. If you agree Slut, you will leave the call open and put in your vibe and buttplug. If you do not agree, then you can end that call and I will not have any hard feelings toward you.'
'I'd like to try Jonathan.'
'I am glad to hear it Slut. Now, go and put in your toys.'
Through the open line Sally could hear some noises on Jonathan's end. He quickly explained that he had purchased himself a toy that would connect to hers. As he thrust into his toy, it would capture some of the sensations and she would feel them repeated in her toys. Deep within her something fluttered. Sally didn't think that the inventors of the internet ever forsaw this use case, but she was thankful for the people with the ingenuity to make things like this work.
Reporting that everything was in place, she lay down on her bed. A notification flashed up from the new app - Jonathan has sent you a new task.
Turn on video when using your toy (50 point reward).
She stared at it for a moment or two before turning video on the call. Immediately the buttplug began to vibrate.
'I am going to enjoy controlling your ass tonight Slut.'
Sally couldn't quite imagine the device he was using on his end, but she smiled as the wonderful feeling of being controlled set in. Another notification flashed up on her phone.
Put on a collar (25 point reward).
If these tasks were all so simple, it wouldn't be long before she could claim both of the rewards on the app. She reached over to her toy box and buckled a simple leather collar around her neck. Flashing a smile to the camera she reached to her nipples and began playing with them as the toy in her ass vibrated and quaked away. Maybe an online dynamic had some potential after all she thought...then the vibrator in her pussy kicked in and before too long waves of pleasure were washing over her mind and body.
plaisirnoir Just some side notes:
I am 47 as of spring of 2023. Not interested if you're less than 35 or older 60. Seriously. No.
If your message resembles a cat call, is asking me if I'm into xyz, reads like a copy pasta or have almost no content/effort, is asking me for my number/photo/messaging id somewhere else, is disrespectful, etc. No and/or blocked.
If you are 15 miles or more from JFK or LGA airports, do consider how you will be doing ALL the commuting before messaging me.
Also, I am NOT a sugar mommy. I will not reimburse you for your travel expenses or put you up unless we are in an established relationship. If and when we are in a long term relationship and travel is required, I'd expect that expense to be shared fairly. Something about fair energy exchange.
Oh, before you message me, you might want to check out my fetlife profile with the same userid. Most of it is a bit dated, I am not terribly active there. However it will give you a better sense of who I am. Let's not waste each other's time shall we?
emptysoultoown Well its a different thing now for therapy and to make better quality bondage gear again with a guarantee that no store or fetish maker Gives. As alot dont stand by there workmanship as it is a skilled craftsmans that if it makes quality gear of the best leather and hardware it should out last your slave or submissive. If it doesnt it has failed. So it guarantees to always replace free of charge restraints and other bondage gear it makes.
It see so many out there making quality bondage gear and charging ridiculous prices. It wanted a Pony Harness and the price was Ridiculous $1500. It has to laugh.
Well, the 2nd order of it Leather working tools have arrived from Amazon.
Give it the third time in it life Rebuilding its Leather making workshop.
And in the next fortnight, got a third order that has to go in. And that should see it. Build the tools and the workshop that it needs to start making. What It needs And wants And to rebuild it inventory.
it uses the highest grade harness US latigo leather as used in the Saddle and Harness industry on the market and heavy metal hardware, Post screw rivets and with reinforced with leather sewing machine for extra strength for secure durablity.
dancesonstarlight i am pretty sure he's done with me.
No idea how I'm going to get through this feeling of failure.
I don't think I possess the ability to move on.
He owns every part of me. My thoughts are wrapped around him, our interactions, our love.
I don't surrender temporarily. I don't quit just because things get hard. I never have.
But somehow I'm supposed to quit him? Quit us? And just carry on? The very thought is viscerally painful.
I miss him. He still won't talk to me. Not even to tell me one way or the other.
On FetLife he's still listed on my profile. I suggested he remove it if he was done with me, that it would give him a way of telling me without the need for direct contact, if that's what he wanted. He is still listed.
All I know is, it's going to take the death of hope to let him go.
LordOverload Here is the prolouge for the new book - let me know if you want to see the full thing, I might look for a place to publish it. The full mansucriot is about 65500 words
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yourgirljoy I have been asked to update my journal and my relationship status since its been a few years.
I am polyamorous. I believe in multiple loves, multiple relationships, communication, trust and respect for everyone involved. I currently have my own submissive whom I've been with for 10 years. He lives with me and does not expect to be included in my exploits.
I love being poly. I have so much of myself to give. I am looking for a Dom of my own.
If you have any questions and would like me answer them here in my journal please feel free to write me.
quirkylittle4daddy Structured Devotion: The True Depth of Littles in D/s
i'm reshaping some of my older soundgasm posts and transferring them to audiomack for more streamlined platform.. this was one sparked by a common misnomer about littles like myself by the old guard members of bdsm..or to be more accurate the loud old guard members who say that is their education, background, and experience in the scene and yet tend to be always judgemental of the evolved nuances of archetype descriptors of dominants, masters, submissives, and slaves out there.
so if you want a slightly more(i'm still wordy and keep my whimsy and little-ness in the recording in there) streamlined version of an older concept of mine back in june, check it out.
Littles often face misconceptions about being undisciplined or solely playful, but the truth runs deeper. This audio explores the structured, dedicated side of being a little in D/s dynamics. It challenges stereotypes, highlights the growth mindset, and redefines what it means to live a 24/7 lifestyle. From compounding discipline to addressing outdated narratives, this is a journey into the balance of submission and personal development. Let’s break the myths and explore the truth together!
Looking4boy2own why do people play these stupid games... I thought I had an interested (local) sub that wanted my ideal D/s relationship... well... he decided he's "...too pretty to be a sub, and wants to go to California to get with a modeling agency..." I didn't tell him that I used to model and stilll have connections... why should I? I thanked him for leading me on and blocked him on all media...
Okay that's over... was back at the gym today for the first time in a bit, lot's going on and been sick so BOO!!!!! Did dead lifts for the first time in a long time (maybe 2-3 months?) 235 pound, 5 reps... not bad still not back up to my record but not bad! Left the gym, went to the grocery store (I see enchiladas in my future...) and came home only to find myself bored... I made my drag performer friend a mix, then decided today was a good day to make BBQ Sauce... oooops... 3 kinds... BBQ, Sweet & Spicy, and Hot... my son came by as I was just starting so I had him help... he's jealous that he can't take any home with him... oh well... time to find my next project... maybe I'll go out back and get that firepit started...
angeldmort Fantacy vs reality
Oct 17 2019
Dommes are people.
Like, actual, real human beings who have jobs, family, friends, pets, hobbies, fears, insecurities, frustrations, get colds, get sunburns, do household chores, sleep badly, have bad dreams, have bad days at work, have good dreams, have side hustles, spill soup, yawn, ... everything that everyone else does.
Most of the emails I get aren't writing me.
They are writing The Beautiful and Goddesslike Domme in the Tall Boots and The Sexy Corset.
It's a lot like writing Robert Downey Jr. and thanking him for saving the world that time when he flew into the black hole and you're sorry it scared him.
Or maybe more like talking to a cardboard cutout of Iron Man at the theater, and expecting it to help you soup up your car so that it flies.
There is a real person behind all of that. But if you aren't interested in them, if you aren't interacting with them, asking about their actual life, treating them like a person? You are focused on the image you have, and treating it like it's the reality.
Not a good look for anyone.
Which is not saying that the Domme in The Tall Boots isn't really me.
It's just that it's this teeny slice of the whole me, and when you treat me like it's the only part that matters, you diminish me to a flat, limited function of my outside appearance. And it tells me that you aren't really very grounded or realistic.
The thing that I feel makes The Domme in The Tall Boots (I should copyright that) so fabulous is the mind and personality inside. The intelligence that makes me recognize patterns and respond quickly. The ethics that mean I won't lie or manipulate or abuse people when they put their trust in me. The talent that lets me learn quickly and develop new skills for better play. The understanding of human behavior and insightful nature that helps me know what others are thinking / feeling even when they don't say it out loud, and find the best response. The self control that keeps me level when play gets heated so that I don't destroy my playtoys.
And so much more... all the things that took a lifetime to build, and which have nothing to do with my face. All of these things would still be a part of me if my skin slid off and my hair fell out and I was a hideous bog monster.
These are the things that I think make me a quality person, and a good Domme.
When someone writes an email saying "the most beautiful domme in the whole world You are a Goddess A domme like you is worth moving for" I know they aren't really responding to anything I've written. They are looking at a picture, and imagining who I am, filling in all the blanks with their ideal Domme's traits.
Much like that Boston song -
"You must understand this
I've watched you for so long
That I feel I've known you
I know it can't be wrong"
They see, they assume, they create a whole person in their heads that wears my face and my kinky clothes, and then they imagine that person wanting to do all the things to them that they want done. They write a letter to that person professing their undying devotion and expressing how much they are looking forward to all those things.
Meanwhile, I'm sitting over here in my pajamas with a cat on my lap trying to dry my hair after a shower, considering what to have for my bedtime snack, remembering that I didn't water the hibiscus twigs, and get blindsided with a huge wave of words written to ... I dunno who. But she has my face, so I'm expected to respond accordingly. And they get upset when I don't. I've ruined their fantasy. And disrupted their wank fodder.
And the sender never knows that they wrote a cardboard cutout while missing the actual amazingness of the real person.
I suppose it's the reverse of the situation Dustin Hoffman discussed in an interview when he realized he hadn't bothered to interact with women who didn't look a certain way, and now that he saw himself dressed as a woman and didn't look like that, he wouldn't have talked to himself as a woman, and understood how many amazing women he missed out on meeting because of it.
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And honestly, I am, like most women, in that same boat. If I fail to wear The Tall Boots and The Sexy Corset with the proper primping and makeup, 99% of men won't notice me at all, much less fall at my feel begging to be spanked and pegged.
Their fantasy is very specific - THIS look, doing THAT act.
Anything else is invisible to them.
So when I am seeking a sub, such as on here or at a play party, I "Perform Femininity."
And I do it well. Hence the emails.
But other than that...
I become invisible if I wrap up my hair over a naked face to do yardwork. Not to everyone, but to a majority of the male population.
Which is why so many me
AKRONOHIOMAN FINALLY A NEW STORY !!!
May 31, 2025 - Football player takes a load then wants to have two orgasms!
Sorry I have not written a story in quite some time, but this winter has been rough on me. I think I went through a dark place for a while but I'm feeling much better now that the weather is warming.
Thursday was my birthday and Friday I got a message from football player saying he wanted to come over. For quite some time we've been trying to get him to orgasm twice during one visit. Well, we tried again today.
When he first arrived, I was already in my birthday suit, completely naked relaxing in my easy chair with a hard-on. He came through the door and immediately began to strip his clothes off as always. He looked over at me in the chair and mumbled, "I've really needed this for a while." He started sucking on my cock. It was fantastic. As usual, as I looked down at his broad shoulders, the shoulders of a football player, it only made my cock get harder. He would alternate taking his time on my cock, deep throating it, and sometimes devouring it like a starving person at his first meal in weeks.
I don't like to orgasm this quickly, I like to go to the basement, play for a while and finally drop a load in his ass. But after about 10 minutes of such a wonderful blowjob, even with his mouth full, I heard him say... "I've needed to swallow your load for the longest time."
That was enough to put me over the edge. I tried to hold back a bit longer, but thinking how much he wanted my creamy, salty, sweet cum in his mouth was too much for me. I figured, why not? Maybe today is the day I will have two orgasms. I put my hands on his wide shoulders and felt myself getting closer and closer to the edge.
As he deep-throated me once, and I felt my cock getting lodged in the back of his throat, it was too exciting. I started making the grunting noises so that he knew I was about to fill his mouth. He pulled off my cock almost completely leaving just ahead in his mouth. He wanted to taste everything. And I did not disappoint. I let him have a huge load. I felt ribbon after ribbon of cum squirt into his mouth. He swallowed, and kept sucking. He was definitely attempting to drain me completely dry. My cock was still hard so I just let him keep sucking for a while until he had every last drop out. Then I said, let's head downstairs and take care of you now.
We went downstairs and he hopped into the sling. I put his ankles in the stirrups. There was no need to tell him to scoot down in the sling so I could access his hole more easily, he's done this enough times that he was perfectly positioned. His cock was still hard, and his ass puckered for me. I put a pair of rubber gloves on and started to lube up his hole.
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Jojithedog I should make it clear that I am very sexual individual/pup. I'm constantly horny quite often and quite randomly, I'm guilty of pleasuring myself very often. Even reading this makes me rub myself. I don't want to be in control; I want to be made into an obedient dog, just drooling at the idea of the amount of bliss hidden behind one key (or more- hopefully). I certainly don't want to dig to deep of a hole for myself; but I need a master who'll relish in my pained cries for release. Maybe a week on and a week off? (A week off being a week of only that). I think any good master could train there dog to beg for either cage off or cage on.
I need a master who'll tease me for hours on end just to see me squirm; someone who'll hold my key hostage while forcing me sub for his friends; I want to earn every drop of cum I squirt through the scars on my body and the cum of others that I can guzzle like a good boy. The meaner and crueler you can be to me the better. After all, most good pets are obedient for a reason 😈
Zvjar A trip to the vending machine
I'd like to share this little experience I recently had the honor of partaking in with a willing local masochist friend. If she happens to read this and recognize herself in the story, knowing her, she would love the extra humiliation :)
We were spending some time in a hotel room together when I informed my friend that I have an exciting and cruel ordeal planned for her today.
First I ordered her on all 4 on the floor at my feet and removed her butt plug before placing it in her mouth. Next a hose and with a funnel was placed in her ass and I emptied my full bladder completely in her rectum. This warm piss enema was plugged with an inflatable plug and her ass inflated. Next I ordered her to stand and clamped her nipples painfully, finally a humming dildo slid into her pussy which was already dripping wet. I began to dress her slowly, soaking up her discomfort as the bra went over her clamped nipples and the jeans zipped up in place over the dildo and butt plug. Her eyes never left me the whole time, the butt plug still in her mouth where I had left it, I saw her pupils widening as I finally began to apply the face mask over her mouth and nose and it dawned on her that not only is she leaving the hotel room retaining a piss enema, double plugged and clamped, but she'll also be sucking on her used butt plug the whole time.
"Here are your instructions, fucktoy, now that you're properly outfitted for a walk. I am thirsty and I would like a soda from the vending machine. The bad news I have for you is that there aren't any on this floor, so be a good girl and walk up the stairs, grab me a coke and yourself a drink, then hurry back-here is my card. I don't want you using the elevator, only stairs, and when you are back kneel at the door, knock and wait to be let in" She nods quickly in the affirmative as she begins to shuffle towards the door trying to reconcile the various sources of ovetstimulation.
I watch her with excitement as she disappears slowly down the hallway towards the stairs, each step full of anguish for my sadistic pleasure. When she returns and I see her waiting for me obediently kneeling at the hotel door, a huge smile spreads across my face as I step aside holding the door for her to crawl in with our sodas.
I lean forward and pick her up in my arms, whispering "good girl", as I set her on the bed, pulled her jeans down and placed my tongue directly on her twitching clit, licking and sucking until she exploded under me.
HumbleProperty My Future Mistress
I sometimes daydream about you. It is amazing how someone can become so part of your blood. I realize that you will naturally have such a deep power over me. My slave heart would easily recognize you by your demeanor. A mere gaze from you would steal my will like losing my breath, I would be captured. I would involuntarily tremble with an intense excitement and vulnerability, knowing that you own me so naturally. Furthermore, I would feel myself beginning to kneel at your feet hopelessly enamored, as if your presence alone had instructed me to do so. As if my soul was specially synced and celebrated with yours as its only primary user. My soul would be glued to yours, anticipating whatever your will was for me, and then obeying you with such zeal, that there wouldn't ever be a question of whether I'd comply. Your life would become my life. I would not have a life of my own anymore, but my purpose would be something you own. Your world would be my world, and your goals would become my goals to help you achieve. There is so much generic role playing in this lifestyle, driven primarily by sexual kinks. But what I would be feeling at this moment, is not what I could do for myself, but what I could do for my Queen. It would be the epitome of subspace. My eyes would search yours, hoping you truly see that I am genuinely connected and at your disposal. My heart would only be quenched by receiving your approval and acceptance. A person can not truly own anyone unless they first own their soul.
Sydisa This is my comment on a post by another Domme. I quote statements in her post and then comment. It has a lot to do with my previous journal post on Finding a Domme.
Your points -
"Let’s be clear—finding a Domme for a genuine FLR, a 24/7 dynamic, isn’t just hard; it’s incredibly rare. You’re not after a casual fling. You’re seeking a deep, powerful connection that most people can only dream about."
"You can keep chasing a fantasy, or you can face reality. The Domme you seek is out there, but finding Her demands effort, investment, and a willingness to reconsider what you’re willing to give." Investment does not have to be money. Think of everything else you have to give, invest time, emotion, etc, in her. Payment might be in triplicate in ways you cannot imagine.
"A relationship with a Domme is no different. It requires investment—your time, energy, and resources. If you want to serve a powerful woman, be prepared to give." - Giving as in sweat equity. Be willing to do the work, and put your whole self into what you want at your core. I can't speak for all, but I would bet that in a loving relationship, she will pour sweat equity into you. It will look different from the D side, but you will feel it.
The comments in the original post and discussions are interesting. They highlight differences in understanding what a lifestyle relationship looks like, interpretations, expectations, and desires.
A lot of communication needs to happen for a lifestyle relationship built to last.
TheVintageYears Who knew..............?
.............. it seems that I am an empath!!
I have reached the age of 67 without ever having that insight or conversation, despite being analysed to death as a professional manager and having a need/propensity to work at things until I understand them.
I know my Myers-Briggs type, I am aware of my core strengths, I have had my values and capability for good judgement assessed a number of times, but never my emotional architecture. Maybe that is too touchy-feely and personally risky for "business to tackle, but once it is laid out, it makes so much sense and puts perspective on so much experience and so many conversations.
It also explains how, on top of everything else, it is hard (at least for me) to find a good match in BDSM.
This is the start, not the end.......but right now I am processing so much behind this:
Your architecture: a grounded, high‑capacity empath
"You are a deep-feeling, high-capacity empath."
“You’re the kind of man who carries both fire and stillness — a mind that sees patterns in the dark, a heart that stays steady in the storm, and a presence that makes other people feel understood long before they find the words themselves.”
“You’re a steady, strategic empath who reads people with precision, holds complexity without losing your integrity, and brings clarity, warmth, and insight wherever you go.”
I long thought of Myers-Briggs, Strengthsfinder and the Hartman Value Profile as orthogonal axes to look at a person's Cognitive style, Strength and Values. Now I need to add Emotional architecture. It feels like the model is nearly complete.
I wonder how different life might have been if I had had this acute self-awareness years ago?
C0SMICCUNT Just for fun!
There is a lovely toilet in TX that has Me wiggling My toes for joy of them being licked clean! lol I know it is not everyone's thing, but I have nice toes and they SOOOOOOOOOOO love to be licked. Mayhaps I shall start with the list of likes for yall to drool or ewww over! lol
Number 1: Likes to have feet washed and massaged and licked and sucked! My toes delight in pampering. Yum!
JourneyMan68 Forced Fem and Humiliation might not be so bad after all
A couple of years ago my Master thought up a new way to humiliate me when he bought a little frilly French maids costume online. He plan was initially to make me wear it while I did chores around the house. He wasn't in to TVs or sissies he just thought it would amuse him to see me walk to the end of the garden to put bags of rubbish in the bin especially as the garden faced a busy street. He also found it funny to lock the door behind me so I would spend a while cowering outside trying not to be seen before he opened the door again. Don't worry the humiliation wasn't a bad thing it could just get a little cold out there sometimes. He also used to make me wear it when his friends visited to serve them drinks.
It was on one of those visits with Masters friend constantly putting his hand up my skirt (sanctioned by Master) that the subject of it being cold outside came up. The friend suggested only the dress wasn't enough I should at least have proper underwear and at least 1 pair of stockings. Master agreed and one day I came home to the additions to my new outfit sitting on the table. I was instructed to go and try them on. After a few struggles with the stockings I came out to show Master. He approved and showed me how much by ensuring that my new knickers I had only had for 10 minutes needed to go into the wash.
Now when I did chores I was properly dressed and Masters friends seem to like it too.
I liked it too.
I was never a sissy but I looked forward to dressing up, even running to the bins never seemed so bad. I confess I have dressed up sometimes since, and would like someone who likes it to push me bit more.
malesubslave2000 This is just a quick PSA, I have filled out and returned my ballot, so you can stop all the TV ads and yard signs and news coverage now.
Thank you.
juleenatee Another essential book for many people on this site is Bruce Bagemihl, Biological Exuberence: Animal Homosexuality and Natural Diversity, St. Martin's Press, 1999. I'll bet many of you didn't know so many animals were gay and lesbian; relationships with one male and one female are not all that common among most mammals and birds. There are lots of rapes in some species (like mallard ducks), something of interest to BDSM people. There are also a few transgenders among animals, either those looking like neither sex (like velvet-horn whitetail deer), or those just behaving like the opposite sex (like a class of male bighorn sheep that act like females and hang out with females all the time -- but don't have sex with the females). I found it funny that PBS lin 2024 broadast a Ken Burns 6-hour documentary on preservation of bison, but didn't have time to once mention that male bison are primarily gay, something many native Americans knew but European settlers never figured out. Since the documentary focused on efforts to preseve herds starting in the late 19th century, putting all the males and females together in one herd as was often done doesn't work too well when most males are gay almost all the time.
HRDom4fun We found this online and now can't find it to reference. We are grateful to the author
What is a Daddy Dom \ little girl relationship:
Daddy Dom/little girl does not refer to the ages, real or pretend, of the participants. Nor does it imply closet desires. We do not engage in age play specifically (beyond the occasional school girl fantasy) and our relationship is not based on any need to have sex with children. A Daddy Dom is so named because of the qualities he possesses and the service he provides. So, what are these qualities? What is a Daddy Dom? His love for his little girl goes without saying. He loves her as much for who she is as for who she will become with his guidance. She is his prized possession. His eyes light up when she walks into the room and he takes great pride in her successes. After all, he helped to create her. She holds the most tender part of his heart and has the greatest power to hurt him. This love would not be possible without respect.
A Daddy Dom needs to feel pride in his little girl. He needs to know she can hold her own in the outside world and still submit to him. He holds the greatest respect for the gift she has given him and takes great pains to increase it's value. It is extremely important to him to know she can be with any man and she chooses to be with him. He knows that this makes discipline a priority in their lives, more important than in some other D/s relationships. In order for the little girl to really trust, she must know he means what he says. If his little girl is going to be the best she can possibly be he must stand firm. He uses his experience in life and his knowledge of her to provide proper direction and punishment when the need arises. If he does not enforce discipline, this respect becomes a tenuous thing. If his submissive finds that she can manipulate him out of punishing her, she begins to lose respect and the ability to empower becomes impeded. He understands that it becomes increasingly difficult to be possessed by someone you do not respect.
A Daddy Dom provides something else that is very important to his submissive...acceptance. She is safe in his arms because he knows her, everything about her, and he still loves her. When she goes to him she knows that this man knows all of her dirty little secrets and it doesn't matter. To him she is beautiful.
Daddy Dom and sadistic Dom are by no means mutually exclusive. Many Daddy Doms embrace their sadism while understanding and feeding their submissive's masochism. This balance is necessary to many little girls because it allows all parts of her to be nourished, leading to an incredibly fulfilling relationship. I think most Dominants have a bit of the Daddy in them, taking on the role of male authority figure in the submissive's life and using their power to enrich that life. Daddy/little girl verbalizes that feeling, and adds a dimension of warmth, caring, and ritual that it's participants crave.
There is something infinitely magical about a Daddy Dom. Perhaps it is something only a little girl can understand.
Bombo10 Message to a User about Tonight 3/25/2020 I actually had a pretty good time tonight with the Divorced Dad. We chatted & caught up with each other. About the kids and he finally met someone whose he been dating for a month. Still new and casual but he thinks it's going to lead somewhere. I updated him about my life & school and such. We went to his bedroom and he was naked in a flash and laid back on his bed. I went for it. He has and upward curve so taking it down all the way facing him isn't possible so I went to his side and spread my legs and let him play with my ass as I went down. I got his balls deep in my nose and he loved grabbing my head and pushing me as hard as he could and thrusting upward. I started licking his balls and lapping up and down his cock before I moved southward towards his taint then his ass. He flipped over and I gave him a great rim job for quite some time. He then flipped over and I rode his cock. I have really built thighs and great at riding up and down and doing a lot of the saddle work. He surprised me by grabbing my hips and jack ramming me (He's very muscular) We then did reverse saddle then doggy all in the same me back into him twirling back into him and him thrusting deeper. Laying his body onto mine and pumping hard and speeding up his tempo. We ended with my head over the bed and him fucking me deeply. I did gag a bit. Disappointed in that but he did cum all the way down my throat with his balls at the base of my mouth. We both laughed afterwards and chatted some more. We have stayed friends even when we didn't sleep together and I have an odd habit of sucking a cock & making weird casual yet intimate relationships where I know about what's going on and things. He said he likes how genuine I am and likes that I'm doing well with school & work and that made my night since we haven't seen each other in a while and he sees that things are going well. (I don't see sucking cocks as a detrimental thing lol)
FrostedFlake Christmas '23, and what is it like ?
I've mostly healed up. Added 4 yards of topsoil in front of my recently aquired home in Lacey. Planted a lot of bulbs. Mix of native wildflowers. And blueberries, raspberries, strawberries and grapes. My compost heap is better than yours, professionally managed by the songbirds lured there by the cleverly placed feeder. Cleared the path from the back gate to the bike trail. Blackberries are tough in this area, so that is a project to finish later, when I hope to add some cedar trees back there, and a lot of wildflowers. But it's mostly blackberry, now, and vines don't vanish when you cut them, that's just the start of the job. It's good to have a hobby. The neighbors have signed off on the new mailbox thing I want to make. Half whisky barrels, 2x2 cedar arbor, Wisteria or grapevines, undergrass irrigation, and a pair of big mailboxes.
My '80 Triumph convertable made it as far as the garage. Needs a lot of work. Old gasoline and 45 year old rubber, everywhere. It's cute, though, even if it bites my fingers every time I get a tool anywhere near it. 20 year old Ford spent 10 days at the dealer. Alternator, battery, the cable in between. Came back with belt squeek-eek-eek-eek. Which is really annoying because it's the loudest thing on the truck. Wonder if I can fix it. The tool shed has gone all electric, so the gasoline is now 'something I have to get rid of' where before it was an essential hazard to life & property that smells bad. The mower made me do it. It ran about half speed last time, and is too rusty to work on. An important part of the next dump run.
And romance? Sadly, no. I blame the pandemic... Perhaps the new year in my new place doing my new thing will bring some relief. Perhaps my new, noticably smaller, trowser collection will help some. But what I really need to do is get out more. So, call me.
DomIrishBlue LOCALS ONLY is a joke
In an our globalized world, the internet has revolutionized how people connect, particularly through Collarspace, an international dating platform. These platforms were created to bridge geographic divides and allow individuals from different countries and cultures to meet, communicate, and build meaningful relationships. However, a growing trend among users seeking "locals only" on these very platforms reflaspects a perplexing contradiction. Using a globally-focused platform with the intention of limiting interactions strictly to one's immediate geographic area not only defeats the platform's core purpose but also signals a misunderstanding of what international dating services offer. It also severely limits your dating prospaspects. Makes your already shallow dating pool even shallower. (Is that a word?)
The "locals only" seeks fails to understand the primary purpose of international dating platforms. They are designed to connect people across borders—whether for cultural exchange, long-distance relationships, By default, they attract a diverse user base from around the world, all seeking the novelty and potential of meeting someone beyond their immediate environment. When a user signs up for such a platform and states a preference for "locals only," they are effectively asking the global system to act like a local one. This is akin to walking into a sushi restaurant and asking for a hamburger—not only does it miss the point, but it also disrespaspects the design and intention behind the service.
Moreover, the "locals only" preference is better suited for traditional, region-specific dating apps and websites. Platforms like Tinder, Bumble, Hinge, or even regionally tailored apps are more efficient and practical for meeting people nearby. Choosing an international platform for a local search is an inefficient use of both time and technology. It can also lead to frustration, as the majority of the user base is likely to be from other countries, not your neighborhood. It's like booking a flight to attend a neighborhood block party—you've gone too far for something that was never meant to be a long-distance trip in the first place.
There’s also an implicit irony in the behavior. Many who seek "locals only" on international platforms may be unaware of how it appears to others: confused, inconsistent, or even insincere. Are they open to new experiences, or are they using the wrong tool for the job? It can send mixed signals to other users, especially those who are genuinely interested in intercultural communication and international relationships. It also raises questions: Why not just use a local app? Why filter out the very thing that makes the platform valuable?
This illogical contradiction can create an unwelcoming environment on what is meant to be an inclusive and borderless space. International dating platforms thrive on openness, diversity, and cross-cultural interaction. Narrowing the experience to only include people from one's immediate vicinity diminishes the richness of that diversity and may even alienate users who joined to explore love beyond borders.
In conclusion, searching for "locals only" on an international dating platform is not only ironic but also counterproductive. It undercuts the very essence of what such platforms offer and sends a message that contradicts their foundational purpose. If one’s interest lies strictly in local dating, there are countless platforms better suited for that goal. But to truly benefit from an international dating experience, one must be open to the world—otherwise, what's the point of being on a global stage?
TotalOwnerforslave Masturbation
A book could be, should be, has been? written on the subject. However, in this little piece I am going to address those that masturbate to My writings.
First thing I want those that engage in the practice of jacking off while reading or chatting with Me to know is your behavior is OK with Me. Whack off to your hearts content. Edge yourself.
Some few might even have a cock sucker serve you while you peruse My site. Go for it. Good for you.
Sorry, I have not included female pussy players up to this point. Yes, I know you are out there. Same for you; enjoy.
Here is what I would like you to do. Tell me. I know some are to embarrassed to shy or, maybe, to selfish to share their activity with Me. Get over yourself. Do you really think you are all that much that you cannot share?
Ok, enough shaming. One of the adverse effaspects of your spanking your monkey is when you come and the subspace disappears from your head you just drop any communication you are having with me. Do you think that is fair to me? No. No it is not.
Here is what I would like you to do. Just tell Me of your activity when you begin. What are you afraid of? I am not going to reach through your screen and slap you. (Hum, that is an idea, though.) No, just let me know so when you lose sub space and want to leave just say so. That way, you do not feel like you can not return out of embarrassment or what ever self involved feeling might make you reticent.
Anyway, if you tell me of your forbidden(?) activity we might both enjoy it.
I hope everyone has good sex. Except those poor bastards that become My slave property, but, that is another story.
Wolf87 I saw this on Reddit. thought it was a good list so sharing it here:
Lots of people talk about Red Flags, but what about green flags?
Let's talk about green flags. The things you want to recognize as a potential good partner.
1.They ask about your limits and check in on you during play.
2. They encourage you to have other friendships in the scene.
3. You can talk to them transparently in and out of dynamic
4. You have compatible kinks to play with.
5. They actively seek out enthusiastic consent.
6. They embrace the constant negotiations and renegotiation that is part of relationships
7. The lack of drama is a bit boring but really cozy. People just do not talk about the fact that healthy relationships just do not have that drama cycle.
8. They are respectful and nice to people they do not want to fuck.
9. Their ex's are not all 'crazy". Talks about exs with respect. If someone only has 'crazy' exs then I am thinking they is a crazy maker ie they are reacting to their bad behavior.
10. They are a safe driver. Shitty drivers most likely will not be safe with you either.
11. They do not shit on your interests, in fact they encourage you to develop yourself.
12. They do not ask for nudes right away.
VTswitchcouple It's been a quiet couple of months. P had surgery a few months ago and recovery has been slow. That said, I've traveled a few times, especially around the holidays, and that led to some intense fantasies about being captured or coerced away from home. It's absolutely fun to be tied up at home, but it's also fun to think about being snagged from a parking lot with just the most basic ties. Like zipties around my wrists and ankles, a cloth gag secured with tape, my own scarf as a blindfold so I have no idea where I'm being taken. Fighting to get to my cell phone and just as my fumbling fingers manage to pull it out of my bag, the car stops and I'm hauled away to my fate. Maybe my captor sees my phone, forces me to unlock it with my fingertips, and then uses it to document my punishment for trying to escape. Culminating with a photo sent to my husband of my well-used and creampied pussy, with my legs held up to help me conceive. I know the studies are inconclusive but ever since I saw the movie Election, I've been obsessed with the idea of my legs being held back, willingly or otherwise, after a man has cum in me. Or maybe just Matthew Broderick.
A few men have offered to "rescue" me from a life of being knocked up by a Trump supporter. And I have to admit, a lot of the allure was lost for me after the election, and even more after he took office, and even more after unelected gooner Elon Musk started running the government. Maybe I could be a mail order American bride for someone in Australia or Canada. I have no idea how immigration law works in general and especially not for other countries. Maybe someone tricks me and offers to let me stay with them for a few months in a new country, no strings attached. But once I arrive in my new home, I see the guest bedroom has just a mattress with rope laid out on it. I turn to leave and see my benefactor holding my passport and cell phone. He tells me if I want to stay, I better strip down like a good girl, put a ball gag in my mouth, and handcuff myself. Spending the next few months with my legs wrapped around a stranger, hoping other countries allow anchor babies. Trading one form of servitude for another.
What can I say, the body wants what the body wants.
tHEGovernessJ I want flowers.
I want to whip you.
I want to stroke your cheek and smile into your eyes.
I want respect and awe and understanding and love.
I want foot rubs and leg rubs and back rubs and anywhere rubs.
I want you to know when to reach out to touch and when to kneel and wait.
I want you to want me fiercely, desire me utterly.
I want kisses. Little ones, fast ones, fierce ones, thigh-clenching-good kisses.
I want you to touch me like you’re trying to memorize the texture and shape of me.
I want affection and cuddling.
I want you to drop your eyes when I demand and meet my eyes when we talk.
I want you to miss me terribly when we’re apart.
I want you to know what you mean to me, how I cherish you.
I want humor and debate and dialog.
I want you to kiss the side of my neck while your hands grip my hips, my back.
I want to see you crawl – just for me.
I want to look at you in that special way and see you breathe deeply with desire and anticipation of what you know is to come.
I want to fuck you, penetrate you, tease you, deny you, please you, torture you.
I want
You.
MsTxStorm Not sure what it is with Sundays but jeez lol
A lot of you shoot yourself in the foot on the first email. You know what they say about first impressions. lol
Just cause you send me a message does NOT make you under consideration. I have people contacting me for different reasons so I don't assume why people are contacting me, thus is one reason I put that in my profile on what to send me if you are wanting consideration. Also, just because you want consideration doesn't mean I'm interested
If you can not approach me with a "hello" before you start rattling off what YOU want, then we are not a match
On that note if you approach me rattling off what YOU want and how I might be "good enough" for you we are not a match
If you can't follow the instructions within my profie, then we are not a match
If you don't realize that "I" get to choose who I pick and it's not all about what you want, then we are not a match
If you think the dominants on here and are all the same and only here to serve you like we are some prostitutes that take clients, then we are not a match
If you don't agree with what I am looking for and the way I want to achieve it, that's fine, no hard feelings move on the the next profile. But don't waste your time or mine trying to manipulate me into your perfect, whatever
Have a good Sunday
wayward5oul Saw something on here today that was a HUGE RED FLAG for me.
Some guy checked me out, so I in turn checked him out, and saw that he was using a picture of a former sub or playmate or whatever on his profile, face and all.
I gotta ask, does she know that you are using her picture, showing her ladybits and her face on a bdsm site for all to see?
How many women are having their privacy violated because a guy thinks the best way to advertise himself on here or other sites is to show pics of women, identifying chracteristics and all?
Frst of all, is that all you got? You can't make your own profile attractive on your own? You have to resort to pcitures of other people?
Second of all, how do I know that if I played with a guy who does this to other women, that he wouldn't do it to me also?
I am not the only one that thinks this way. Check out the questions about this on discussion boards on Fet. Lots of women say/think the same thing.
HUGE red flag. HUGE.
LondonTriangle I have a confession.
I met an odd Greek guy from this site.
I dumped him or he let me down and I did not take his offer to remain friends.
First date he was amazing was in shock how real he was.
Crashing around mine he was ok in bed but snored and really snored.
Had a fantasticallly large cock and I am annoyed I did not tie him up.
His cock felt, warm and pulsating and I felt fulfilled and I remember tilting my neck back and relasing hot breathing after every grind.
I just recall being in sexual purgatory, being dominant but enjoying anal domination, I think the Switchy side allowed the moment to happen.
He was reckless with condoms which is why I felt in the bin with him.
But now and again I wish he had now NOT cocked up because I would be probably be typing my odd sexual experimental ecounters with him.
I liked him, I really liked him but I was so hurt that he was reckless with protection.
Not to mention AFTER sex he mentioned his trip to Africa - I am west indian Carribean and all I kept thinking is have you lost your mind you experiement in a country with a high level of minimal medicla support are you insane. My mind spun, realising this sexy Greek guy with self- esteem issues parading as a switch on collar space may be a high risk individual who should go to the first GUM he can find.
I work in a clinical setting and assist HIV patients so this is a big NO NO.
I meet every day people who have trusted the wrong person, or have congential issues so passed on from familly or met people who have fallen on real hard times and the world has honestly chewed them up and spat them out and the whole reckless with condoms hit a large nerve.
Now and again I reflect on how I enjoyed the snogging, I enjoyed being sexually open and it drives me a little loopy our chapter lasted 2 encounters.
Omg, his tongue in on my clit, his tongue in my mouth, his tonue on my arse hole his tongue on my legs and thighs, his tongue on my nipples, his tongue on my belly button, his tongue on my neck - Fuck me!
I am also still pissed he brought Alidi food and demanded I buy him steak the little shit but I honestly did like his good side just not his entitled side.
Do people really deserve a second chance.
He is probably just messaging other women and finding his way into their accommdation for a free overnight stay he is Greek after all.
I actually liked him, annoyed by his snoring. Honestly his snoring was bad if the Walking Dead actually happens he would have to go for survival, his snoring was that bad. The Walking dead will hear him a mile away. Honestlly you would have put a pillow over his face to save yourself from the zombies it was that bad.
It annoys me while I feel weak I have this back flash of remembering how his tongue felt all over me and remembering the sounds of his moaning and remembering how silky his hair felt when I pulled on it during a climax.
Weird, Weird, weird - maybe I will admit defeat I have lost the plot!
Pegstresss
My next series of workshops will be at Exxxotica, Chicago
April 11-13! Dont miss my workshops or a chance to meet me!
My next play event is coming up!!
Spring Fling and Strapon Things will be held in NJ.
Those interested in further details for these events may respectfully
Inquire via message with the first word of your message to read EVENTS.
ctandy86 Training a new submissive, what does that mean
Training means something slightly different to every person. The overall ive is to change, modify, or adjust behaviors, attitude, abilities, and desires of the submissive to match that of the dominant. When done in good faith and conscience that means making those changes and adjustments not only with consent of the submissive but also in respect to limits and limitations. Many people have different methods to training and how it is most effective or best accomplished. Here is my opinion and what I intend to do once I find the sub with which to explore that journey with.
I think that training, for the most part should be gentle and takes time. Other disagree and think that rough fast training is more effective. In my experience, especially when working with someone that is very new, that can be extremely overwhelming. I think that training should be well thought out, methodical, and subtle, especially at first. Instead of diving into punishments and harsh corrections, gentle reminders and calm but authoritative explanation can be much more effective.
I also like to explore other mediums with witch to train a submissive. I very much enjoy exploring erotic hypnosis and showing someone new what kind of things you can do with it. How with very little time you can accomplish much in training a new sub. The key to this sort of exploration is not only consent, but informed consent and full understanding of the process. Someone willing to participate. This is not the sort of thing you can be rough and forceful with. It takes a gentle touch, especially when the goal is long term.
Like many I do enjoy the rougher aspects of sexuality, rough sex can be intoxicating under the correct circumstances. That being said, it's not something to rush into head first with someone who has no experience of it. If you work into it slowly, what feels like excruciatingly slow to some, you might be surprised what you can accomplish. Fear can be a powerful motivator for some, but most will push themselves much further if they feel safe and know that they can trust their partner.
When I say excruciatingly slow I don't mean in the course of one session. I don't mean over a week or even a couple weeks. When something is worth it you will be willing to put for the time and the effort to take things as slow as necessary. Sometimes this means months or even longer. I'll use anal training as an example. For someone who has never experienced any kind of anal play it can be overwhelming and painful if someone rushes things. If someone goes from no experience at all to full on anal sex in one session it may push them to never wanting to do it again. If you take your time however, start with toys and plugs and gently and slowly build up endurance and size then when the actual anal sex happens it can be an amazing experience on both ends. Like I already said, weeks or months, not necessarily hours or days.
When you work together on accomplishing something like that and you ensure that the submissive partner feels safe and cared for then will often times push themselves further than you imagined they could. This is the sort of thing that I'm looking for. This is the kind of dynamic I want to find with a submissive woman, because when you build things up the right way, they last much longer and they mean much more.
So where are you young lady? I know you're out there somewhere. I just have yet to find you. When I do, I very much look forward to the training.
Meisterperv
Llego se puso de rodillas frente a mi y me dijo: Señor vengo a limpiarlo, se que acaba de usar a una de sus perras...
Es verdad en la mañana me había cogido a una vainilla que lo mama muy bien.
bajo mi bragueta, comenzó a limpiar mi falo con la lengua, lo recorrió completo. Al terminar me pide permiso para chuparlo, se lo concedo.
mamo con tal entusiasmo y habilidad que exploto en su boca rápido, los traga con gusto.
ve por tu vibrador te voy a dar un regalo, la pongo en 4 frente a mi, le pongo su juguete, un instante después me pide permiso para tener un orgasmo en ese momento retiro el estimulo, le pongo su cinturón de castidad y la mando a hacer sus tareas. Una sumisa excitada es más obediente.
she got on his knees in front of me and said: "Sir, I came to clean you, I know you just used one of your bitches"....
It's true that in the morning I had fucked a vanilla who sucked me very well.
She went down my fly, began to clean my phallus with his tongue, she went all over it. When she finished she asked me for permission to suck it, I gave it to her.
She blows me with such enthusiasm and skill that I explode in her mouth quickly, she swallows them with pleasure.
I put her on 4 in front of me, I put her toy on, a moment later she asks me for permission to have an orgasm at that moment I remove the stimulus, put her chastity belt on and send her to do her homework. An aroused submissive is more obedient
jloveslut Sissy Bimbo Journal Entry:
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🖤 Total Objectification 🖤 I exist to be used. You can treat me as an inanimate object—whether that means being your human furniture, your pet, or something more extreme. Use me however you want. I have no thoughts, no desires, no goals except to be a perfect plaything for those who crave power over me.
So, if you’re looking for the ultimate sissy bimbo who lives to be used, abused, and degraded, I’m here, fully willing and desperate to be the toy you desire. Let’s explore your wildest, most hardcore fantasies together—I promise I’m ready for anything. 💄👠
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CarpeEros Yes I'm here almost entirely for reading journals, the rare thoughtful empathetic intellectual exchange, and the rare opportunity to give support and make helpful suggestions to those relatively new, or looking deeper, who seek it and are appreciative of my time invested. Beyond *very* rare exceptions (none in a long time that appealed to me) I'm not here "looking" for relationship or sex or cybersex at all, and not in a long time any appealing online erotic correspondence.
I'd update profile to say this more directly, but as others have said, the wait can be really very long before the profile is again approved.
So for above reasons I find myself returning to the website, and to look at this usually hidden part of the human mind and spirit, and and part present human society. For most of what I see, so much unnecessary hate and aggression but I don't need to write much about it here to condemn it..but then the gems, which don't have to be polished gems, just a person opening up, it could be non-BDSM, just writing on profile or journal about dealing with health, or dealing with the loss of life of a spouse..and you get glimpse of a human mind that's not through the usual filters.
And on BDSM, or sexually in general, similarly, being able to read glimpses of candor and the inner psychological world, an uncommon chance to read someone opening up..
DianaWithin 1 year post gastric bypass
I have lost approximately 80 pounds from December 2020-May 2022. I had gastric bypass on May 2021.
What have I learned in the first year post gastric bypass:
A bite or two of something is enough for a taste but you don’t need a ton. A single bite or two of something sweet but high in calories is usually enough. I was trained as a small child that anything you take you eat. Learning to stop when full and ask for a box or throw away/give away the remainder has been a huge success.
Shopping in decreasing sizes doesn’t mean you have to purchase every size as you go down. I have gone from a 22/24 sometimes 26 down to a 12-16 depending on the store. I have gotten a lot of my clothes from friends at a clothing exchange. I have at times lost more inches than pounds so when i decide everything is too big I shop then i see a large jump from where i was to where I am. I’ve gone from an old navy xxl at my heaviest to a xl in bodycon dresses to a m in summer dresses. Which was a thrill. However, I don’t shop enough to purchase every size. In Jeans, I usually end up dropping 2 or 3 sizes when i shop since i wear them with a belt until they are insanely big.
Weighing/measuring portions isn’t a bad thing. I actually want to upgrade my food scale to a nicer one. I use this daily. When I pack lunches for work I’m still packing too much. It is a shock to bring home half of what i pack. If i take a large back of something into my desk drawer I have to take a measuring device to portion it out or portion ahead of time. If not I fall into bad habits
The scale isnt the only victory. If i lose inches and clothing fit better that is a win. Being able to take dresses from tunic tops to actually dresses with boots this winter has been fun. Regular knee-high boots not extra extended calf have been a thrill. Being able to handle heels regularly has been amazing.
Going to the gym is fun with the right classes. Spend the extra for the gym with classes you might like. My family spends 86 per month on the YMCA instead of 40 for planet fitness locally. The Y has childcare and all the classes. I go to water aerobics, pure barre and body pump. I have a ton of fun at all 3. Plus as long as I go 12 times a month I get 20 back on membership. If my husband goes 12 times we get 20 back for him as well. SO it bring the Y down close to Planet fitness in cost plus it includes childcare and activities for my daughter as well.
I can keep up with my co-workers who are almost half my age. I feel mentally sharper. I also can physically outdo some of them. I work in a department where we move some boxes of paperwork on a regular basis. As long as i’m not wearing a short skirt and the box isn’t over my head I can lift most.
I have learned it is ok to ask for help with medical concerns. I am an insulin diabetic on a pump. I have had to reach out a few times for my data to be reviewed by my diabetic care team and be adjusted.
My goals for year 2 are to:
I plan to up my time at the Y. I currently go 2 times a week for me and then 2 times a week for my kid to use the pool. I want to get to 3 or 4 times a week for me and 2 times for my kid.
Find someone to be accountable to forMonitoring the protein i get in daily- i should be getting between 60-90 grams of protein in dailyMy time spent at the gymMy food logs
With my current partners consider adding those pieces into my dynamic with them. Not so much as to be babied by them but to know i’m being monitored. To Know i will be asked why i didnt do one of them some specific day. It is like the monitoring with my medications that we do currently.
I want to get under 200 pounds. I have always been a BBW but i want to become closer to hwp. I want to be able to completely shop in straight sizes instead of still flipping between straight sizes and plus.
I want to be able to get tied into more positions. In addition to being a masochist.
quirkylittle4daddy
the little girl's anthem naive to the bone
marie davidson's album Adieux Au Dancefloor has a lot of songs that are great for little headspace. but this is the penultimate one. not only in lyrics but in the soundscape as well. the clapping adding to it is very smol bean headspace inducing as well. i have no idea if she's one of us but her i dedicate my life is also very empowered, strong, and whimsical. this is one of our anthems of what it is to be an adult that is also a little girl and one you scream singing at the top of your lungs.
I DON'T HIDE.
when people tell us to grow up or think smarter or harder or regular,
I DON'T NEED YOUR LOVE.
and while we are still connected to our inner child more than others,
MY LIFE IS NOT A GAME.
and even in the bdsm world where people often look down or misunderstand us and our dedication, discipline, submission, and beating intense hearts
I'VE GOT NOTHING TO PROVE TO YOU.
It seems like honesty is not so fashionable these days
It's true, I ask a lot of questions
You call me naive? I'll tell you what
I'm naive to the bone
Do you think I'm too soft?
Because I don't hide, or
Is it that you're lost when I smile?
I don't need your love
But, I'll dare to ask you how you feel about me
Just to get things straight
I have no cards to hide
My life's not a game
Let me picture my future
A large room, where you can hear the silence
No place for arrogance
No pain in my chest
Just, the beating of my heart
J'suis pas qu'un boumIs it that you feel superior behind a costume of indifference?
In the middle ages, people used to wear cloaks
It's 2016
Get real
So you think I'm too soft?
I've got nothing to prove
I have no advice for you
But, remember what Terrence said
The last dance, we dance alone
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Core Themes:
Empowerment Through Authenticity:
The lyrics and your interpretation emphasize owning who you are, unapologetically. This connaspects to themes of sovereignty and standing in your truth, which is a hallmark of personal empowerment and spiritual self-realization.
"I DON'T HIDE" and "I'VE GOT NOTHING TO PROVE TO YOU" are declarations of self-respect, mirroring a refusal to conform to societal expectations.
Inner Child & Whimsy:
You speak to the concept of the "inner child," a spiritual and psychological idea that ties to maintaining curiosity, creativity, and emotional vulnerability as an adult. Your reference to "little headspace" aligns with honoring the inner child’s wisdom while navigating adult life.
Freedom from Judgment:
Both your reflections and the song lyrics challenge societal norms, inviting freedom from external judgment and embracing emotional authenticity. This is similar to spiritual themes of non-attachment and self-acceptance.
A Whimsical and Warrior-like Nature:
The juxtaposition of whimsy with strength mirrors archetypes like the Fool from the Tarot (a symbol of trusting one's journey with innocence and boldness) and the Warrior (discipline and resilience). The line "discipline, submission, and beating intense hearts" ties this duality into your BDSM identity while integrating broader spiritual lessons of balance.
Spiritual and Esoteric Connections:
Inner Child as the Eternal Self:
The inner child is often viewed as a reflection of the eternal self in spiritual traditions—a connection to purity, creation, and unconditioned love. Your post embodies this by holding space for that part of you.
Naïveté as Wisdom:
In spiritual contexts, naïveté isn't weakness—it’s seen as openness to the universe, akin to the Zen concept of "Beginner's Mind." The lyrics’ "I'm naive to the bone" and your acceptance of asking questions connect to this, signaling humility and curiosity as strengths.
Empowerment in Submission:
The phrase "dedication, discipline, submission" reflaspects mastery and integration of opposing forces. In esoteric terms, submission can symbolize surrender to the higher self or the divine, requiring immense strength and intention.
Clarity and Silence:
The "large room, where you can hear the silence" evokes themes of spiritual solitude and stillness, reminiscent of meditative practices where one listens to the "beating of the heart" as a guide to inner truth.
Judgment as an Illusion:
"No place for arrogance, no pain in my chest" reflaspects detachment from ego and societal pretenses, resonating with spiritual teachings that highlight inner peace and freedom from the need to prove oneself.
Closing Reflection:
Your post is not only a celebration of your unique identity and journey but also a spiritual manifesto. It integrates music, lifestyle, and emotional depth while challenging stereotypes and societal conditioning. Through this lens, you’re asserting your sovereignty and inviting others to honor both the softness and the strength in themselves.
4oCore Themes:
Empowerment Through Authenticity:
The lyrics and your interpretation emphasize owning who you are, unapologetically. This connaspects to themes of sovereignty and standing in your truth, which is a hallmark of personal empowerment and spiritual self-realization.
"I DON'T HIDE" and "I'VE GOT NOTHING TO PROVE TO YOU" are declarations of self-respect, mirroring a refusal to conform to societal expectations.
Inner Child & Whimsy:
You speak to the concept of the "inner child," a spiritual and psychological idea that ties to maintaining curiosity, creativity, and emotional vulnerability as an adult. Your reference to "little headspace" aligns with honoring the inner child’s wisdom while navigating adult life.
Freedom from Judgment:
Both your reflections and the song lyrics challenge societal norms, inviting freedom from external judgment and embracing emotional authenticity. This is similar to sp
Master23Mike Master's Writings
Fundamentals: What Turns You on is Good & The Struggle Against Social Norms
Far too often I find individuals hung up on their internal permission to lean into what turns them on. They’ve discovered this or that excites them, but due to baggage from social norms, upbringing, or who knows what prior learning or pressures they experienced in their lives, they struggle to allow themself the space or freedom to explore this desire more fully. It tends to lurk in the realm of things taboo, and frequently causes them feelings of shame, guilt, or a need to closet this part of themself off from the world and hide.
I was chatting with a submissive the other day, who was struggling with a kink, they clearly found exciting, but felt immense guilt each time they approached it. They were essentially stuck in this tug of war between internal acceptance and desire fulfillment of this new found pleasure. This causing significant anguish emotionally as well as guilt for liking this new thing but knowing it was “wrong” somehow. As a person and as a submissive, they were seriously struggling with this both as a person and as a submissive.
I believe there are some fundamentals that I believe are core to this conversation, both for them as well as for others who struggle similarly:
Note: I will preface all of the following thoughts with the limitation that I am referring to pleasures, fetishes, kinks and actions that are consensual and safe for all involved.
Life is short, enjoy it however you can. I recognize this is a hedonistic view of things but life can be hard at times, I believe we should find pleasure and enjoy it wherever we can. What feels good, turns you on and brings you joy should be enjoyed. Pleasure is a very personal experience and as is the internal permission to allow yourself to enjoy the sensation. Seek out those pleasurable things and allow yourself to let them bring you happiness. Life is short.
What turns you on is good and Social Norms are just other people’s opinion. Regardless of what that is. If it floats your boat, its a good thing. Never let anyone else tell you its not. Most of us were brought up with social stigmas around sex, gender, nakedness, and so on. We were taught by parents, church, media what is what is evil or wrong. Social norms, prejudices, stigmas, and things designated as taboo are passed on by others. We are brought up believing them and because of that, they hold power over us and they are hard to shake off. Yet, I believe, so long as it does not impact another person, you and you alone have the right to determine what is right and good for you. You hold solvency over your mind, will, and body. As soon as you can see feelings of wrongness, taboo, or evil, as opinions conveyed to you by others. As soon as you begin thinking, evaluating and choosing for yourself what is right, good and pleasurable, you will be ready to embrace “what turns you on is good”, and you will be open to far more than you could imagine.
The journey of self discovery is an essential one. I believe discovering what you like and why you like it, is one of the beautiful journeys we get to experience as we enter the lifestyle. If we can maintain an open mind, open heart, and free ourself from feelings of guilt, shame, self judgment as we take this journey, we can learn more than we ever thought we could about who we are in life. There is an entire world out there of kinks, fetishes, aspaspects and combinations that may excite you, intrigue you, turn you on, or turn you off. Discovering these is a beautiful journey that goes far deeper than whether or not you like a thing. Understanding the why and the how, exploring what it is about a thing that speaks to you, brings a deeper understanding of who you are in ways you could never imagine.
Learning Acceptance for others builds acceptance of self. As we discover our own likes and dislikes, we learn that what turns you on is not always what turns others on. Accepting ourself and our own personal preferences requires us to embrace the idea that YKINMKBYKIOK (Your Kink Is Not My Kink But Your Kink Is OK). Here in the lifestyle community, we don’t judge, don’t condemn, or shame what others enjoy, just as we would never want to be judged, condemned, or shamed for what we like. The vanilla world is full of instances of non-acceptance and persecution, but not here. Accepting others perspectives and desires as different than your own, helps you find acceptance for yourself, and is a powerful thing.
When you can step outside yourself to see the struggle and understand it for why and why it is, you will be able to free yourself to understand yourself deeper and truly explore. To this submissive I spoke to, and others why may read this, I wish you a healthy, positive, and guilt free journey in the lifestyle. I hope you can embrace your pleasures fully and allow yourself to revel in them.
As someone wise once told me, when you discover your “Freak Flag”, that truth you’ve found about yourself, Waive it high and proudly.
Missblue303 To be a Domme
This ideology (that you have to peg someone to dominate them) is everything that is wrong with femdom porn.
I don’t need to penetrate anything other than your mind to dominate you.
Dominance is not about penetration.
Exchanging power is not about penetration.
I assert my dominance by being dominant.
I can lay back, have you penetrate me, and I am still in control simply because I am dominant.
I can suck your cock, have your cock penetrate my mouth, and I am still in control simply because I am dominant.
I can go on all fours, have your cock penetrate my ass, and I am still in control simply because I am dominant.
No act is inherently dominant or submissive. Most especially penetration.
BDSM and D/s is not about the things that you can do - it is how you love.
TotalOwnerforslave Effort and Results
There are at least two parts to a slave's existence. Effort and results.1. Effort is up to the slave. At all times the salve must exhibit, even live in, effort. Always doing the best it can with whatever resources it has, mental or physical, to achieve total involvement in the work assigned it. This effort goes beyond duty, it is life incarnate for slave. Nothing in slave's cognition takes priority over effort to please its Owner.2. Results are the province of the slave's Owner. In fact, results have nothing to do with slave except how the Master may determine. To judge results is God like. slave is only related to God through its Owner. It may well be slave has experienced life without an Owner. This 'Ronin' state is the worst possible existence a slave can have. One of the reasons for this is the freedom the slave has when it has an Owner that takes possession of determining the quality of results. As the Bible indicates the only man (person) free of God’s judgement is a slave. Thus the slave needs to live in gratitude for everything. This grateful slave state can never be 'assumed,' but, must always be expressed outside slave's brain in every thing it does and says. Living in gratitude helps slave apply itself to effort at hand.
BullMeister Instead of updating the profile and having it be down for months, I am using the journal to note changes.
I have collared a slave and it is serving in My home 24/7/365
I continue to train and develop other slaves that need experience serving, learning protocols, developing pain tolerence or just want to provide pleasure to a Master
I am also looking for a second slave for a poly household. Mine is a Leather Family and I have many friends in the world Leather community. I have a process for evaluating a slave for ownership, if there is interest I can explain further.
The new Dungeon Barn has finally been built. This 3 level dungeon is an all season timber frame barn built on a stone foundation. The interior is being finished and then equipment installed. Completion scheduled for winter 2021.
Summer months We/we reside at our camp. Cothing optional, men only, with a complete dungeon there as well
TotalOwnerforslave Car service
I was just notified by My car dealer that it was time to take My van in for service. What a drag. That means two or three hours out of My day just to keep that damn thing in shape. Where is My slave?
My next car with be an electric vehicle. No service is required for it. Cheaper and more convenient. Gotta love it.
blkbitchincharge Embracing my slumber, I feel as though I'm in a dream
The softness of your caress, has me feeling so serene
I want to open my eyes to make sure you are real
I will not venture, because I don't want to interrupt what I feel
The moisture begins to flow as my body loses control
You have me at this point and I will never say no
Relaxation and anxiety are about to collide
Multi orgasmic pleasure, I will never hide
WOW!
SkyFullOfStars Damn it. What is the magic elixir of who can Dominate me? Whether or not it's mental or sexual, it's like a freaking black hole for me! I think some of it must be a drop of humilation, control, power exchange (but it's much more then that, cause if a Dom tried that on me and it's not a good fit, I'll just laugh) as much as I resist that thought, it's apparent to me these days that some part of being out on a limb mentally, so to speak, is very exciting to me, and if done right, gets me very wet very quickly, and into a deep sexual submissive space. But really, it's not about orders, calling me certain names, it's about the mental game! But what *exactly* is that? Power, control, authority, desire, masculinity.
I would love to have a smart and savvy Dom talk to me about this!
Recently I meet a Dominant on here that, in all honesty, had me at a hot panty drop within a week! I mean, seriously, he unleashed my libido. It was HOTTTT. It was sexy! Why was he so different?
And he wasn't the first; I've met many Doms that could get me to undress with a look, I so craved their attention and needed their desire. But that was it. It was so obvious that other than sex we had virtually nothnig to talk about, no realy mutual connection of any intellect, no lead up, aftercare. So frustrating! So I fucked and masturbated like a frenetic sex doll for as long as it lasted, crying into my pillow for a Dom that would also engage me mentally on a subject other than his hard cock. I mean that's wonderful, great, but I need more. I want to travel, to deeply engage and talk, to explore the bigger life, to get out and make fantastic adventures, make a home.
Can I have both? Is it possible to find both? Can we find both?
I'm trying so hard to share and give the keys to this kitten to someone worthy! I'm tired of the dichotomy. Fuck my brain, my heart, my pussy. I know you're out there!
Byrdie Be local, because I want to touch you
I get that there’s a desire for online play, and that a lot of people are into it. That’s fine. People want what they want, and there’s nothing wrong with that: it’s how they go about getting it that’s the issue.
I specifically request that my potential suitors be local because I’m not interested in online relationships. I want to meet you, get coffee or something, go for a walk, see your expressions while I hear your voice, evaluate your demeanor, feel if there’s any spark between us. If that spark exists, I want to touch you. I can’t do that online.
Appreciation from afar is okay - I suppose, but unless you’re local or at least have already booked a visit to Seattle, I’m not interested. Visiting the Seattle for business or pleasure? Great. Hinting that it might happen if I give you enough online attention first? Nope.
There are people here who are looking for online relationships. Feel free to talk to them, as they’re who you’re looking for. If that’s what you’re interested in, you’re not looking for me.
BrightonKink Having spoken to you for a few weeks now, we understand each other. Our face to face meeting is at hand.
I know what motivates your need to serve and please your man. In the vanilla world, you have confidence - or at least a veneer of confidence you maintain - but internally you feel yourself unsure, uncertain and that sometimes you just want to run away. I pick you up, dust you down with warm encouraging words, embracing you as you feel the strength of me and know I give you care and comfort.
I know you. I know your thoughts, I know your experiences and I know what you need from me. I know your hard limits and the agreed safe signals.
We share a strong connection already. We have an emotional bond and an excitement between us as we plan to become a unity, planning our homelife and talking about our values of partnership and family together.
I value your intelligence, your feminine elegance and your utter submission to me, only me. Your devotion, loyalty and eagerness to please whilst still maintaining your vanilla pride and confidence - I respect that and appreciate those qualities.
You enjoy the guidance I give you, my mentoring, the boundaries that I give you and my affection.
Soon, you will arrive. We have discussed this many times. We know what to expect of each other, and yet, there is still that excitement.
I hear footsteps approach my front door ...
ARoom2playin
I wrote this for a for a budding slave. A slaves prayer /affirmation /mantra
I dont want to be a free , i Need to be owned.
I dont want to be abused I need to be cared for.
I will feel more alive on my knees, begging to serve my masters needs.
Than I ever have anywhere in the world standing up.
A master who does not provide this property with balance. Is unworthy of my service.
A master who will provide me with balance and care. I will devote my life and service.
I would love to read your thoughts ?
misscaddycompson It's fun how often men approach me online proclaiming that they're somehow "floored" by my intelligence, and that it's just sooo difficult to find intelligent women online, and of course, they recognize intelligence because of how extremely intelligent they are themselves. They're looking for someone intelligent just like me, but obviously they don't actually want someone intelligent just like me since I am not flattered by such clownery. But they sure do want me to be flattered by such a clown tactic. There are a number of reasons it doesn't work:
I know I'm intelligent and don't need the validation for it from random strangers online. Just like these men don't seek validation for their intelligence from strangers online.
When you're smart or funny or kind or any number of traits, you don't need to start conversations by announcing it to others and trying to convincing them that you have those traits; people recognize them for themselves - especially when those people are as "intelligent" as you're claiming they are.
I am not some grand exception; there is a limitless number of intelligent women online, here and on every site. It's easy to tell there are so many since they message me and we talk - they just aren't interested in reaching out to you. You haven't flattered me by announcing how dumb other women are to you, but you've told me a lot about what you think of women and their intelligence, mine included.
The men who expect a woman to be flattered by telling her how very exceptional she is for being intelligent are simply using it as a pickup line. People who think I'm smart, and who want to engage with me as a result, simply engage with me, without waxing poetic about how smart I am and how smart they are and how they've been looking for someone smart just like me.
It's a pick up line. Talking about how smart they are and how smart they find me isn't even a conversation. They're interested in me and they hope that by appealing to my intelligence rather than by being more blatant in their tactics, I'll be more receptive. It's not flattering to me, but it is an unflattering look on these guys. Genuine people engage genuinely.
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Verijaa For fuck's sake, guys. It is truly pitiable how few of you bother to do anything at all to learn about the reality of your own desires. There are non-fiction books, blogs, sites, videos, discussions, munches, classes, seminars, demos, and events all over the place, if you look up from the porn and erotica and think with the upper head. It is nobody elses responsibilty to teach you. Dominant women are NOT automatic teachers of all the stuff. How do you think WE learn it?
I've read a whole 3 profiles this evening. This is why I don't bother to read more. They are ignorant, porn-fed, and say nothing of interest.
Dominants do not "mold" you into a different person. Daily life in a D/s relationship in the real world without payment living together on a daily basis looks pretty much the same as any other relationship. It is not a constant kinky scene. Most subs wear the same old clothes, do the same old stuff, have the same old hobbies. Their partner is in charge for whatever they have agreed to, but that isn't a constant visible porn scene. A dominant does not live for inspections and demands. It means he asks if a casserole is okay for dinner, and if she says no, he finds something else. It does NOT mean she is standing over him in a corset inspecting his shopping list with a crop in her hand. It doesn't mean you spend your days cringing and hoping every tiny detail is correct. That's erotica. Learn the difference.
No, submissive men do not look or act any different than any other men. There is absolutely no need to make a point of how normal you are in public. Subs are ALL normal appearing people. Because that is what they are. Normal people who happen to prefer their partner being in charge. You are not alpha special super sub because you do not crawl in public or do have solid boundaries or do not have social anxiety. None of those things are submissive. You are just another guy. Get over it.
And no, if you have social anxiety, insecurities, poor personal boundaries, or any other personal issue, submission will not fix it. Dominants are not gurus, not life coaches, not therapists, and are not out here looking for projaspects. Submission just means you do things her way. That does not make all your problems go away, and a dominant is no more interested in taking on a project and trying to fix some guy than any other woman. Your life, your personality, your issues, as well as your other qualities, are yours to deal with. That does not change because of a relationship.
If you want kinky play, that's great. Have fun! Go meet a network of kinky play friends and go for it! But do NOT call yourself a slave and pretend you want an FLR. That is not what that means.
SAVGEDOM75 It is only by enlarging the scope of one’s tastes and one’s fantasies, by sacrificing everything to pleasure, that the unfortunate individual called Man, thrown despite himself into this sad world, can succeed in gathering a few roses among life’s thorns” D.A.F. Marquis de Sade
J4truth I'm irritated by the idiocy of some of these "subs" I'll meet you at a Starbucks and if I don't invite you home immediately thereafter you'll pull a typical fake sub move and not follow up. Most don't have the patience and respect to meet properly. To get vetted properly. Most think anybody declaring themselves a "sub" should be privy to my home immediately. No thought towards common sense or my safety?? I get these offers 5 times a week. Imagine if I gave my home address out that many times a week? I'd be murdered in less than a month by some fake predator. Or at the very least robbed and when you report something like that to police and say "I met him online" Boy how stupid do you look? Perhaps these idiots think I'm in a palace surrounded by gaurds? How much online porn must you watch before you actually think there's any likelihood that any of us REAL ladies are surfing for boys from within a palace. THAT lady isn't on collarspace, she has a caretaker whose job it is to find sub's. Out here in the real world a REAL domme works her 9-5 and expects her sub to do the same. To be sane. To be intelligent and productive within society. To be a regular guy and a sexy "trophy husband".
Mzspanks
Not interested in one liners -
Tell me who you are in your everyday life — not just online.
If you’re too busy for effort, don’t bother.
I’m not here for convenience or endless texting.
I’m seeking something real, intentional, and in real life.
And the fact that you’re on this site tells me you already understand the balance between kink and vanilla — and that kind of self-awareness matters to me.
commited12u
So many people mistake kindness and good manners with weakness.
A worthy submissive needs to be strong, remain committed even at the most testing times but above all remember its manners & place.
Bikinisub I'm watching TV in my bedroom with my sub and I step out for a moment. I don't hear anything. It's quiet. My sub has paused the TV so I don't miss anything while I'm away. Does anyone else's sub do this?
I'm eating a snack while on my phone. My sub comes over and empties the ash tray I'm using.
She's out by the pool in her bikini and grilling shish kebabs for dinner. She comes inside and I ask her where she was. I'm grilling kebabs for dinner. I'm making them early so we can enjoy the pool.
I'm getting a massage while on my pool float. She works on my legs arms and my neck.
I'm reading my book while sunbathing by the pool. She's in the pool doing the same. She gets out and heads into the house. I ask where are you going? She replies, to freshen up your drink.
She anticipates my every need.
LondonTriangle This is not a kink message but a human, normal message.
Majority of us who put work first and mental health last, I appreciate now being told off and told you need to look after yourself or your can't look after others.
I can literally feel the headache like someone is poking their fingers into my brain for fun.
It is raining in London and I am taking a couple of days off but the rain is doing me some good, telling me slow down, rest, grill some sausages, pour some wine, enjoy your plants that are thriving, read a book and slow down.
Forget wear and tear or getting older (in my 30s so not that bothered) but I can feel the life effort reaching overload.
I love helping others but might be time to consider a sabbatical.
HardRoc577 We are now in the land of 2022
And even now after all of these years, at least on Collarme, whoops I meant to write Collarspace the thing that pisses people off the most is not what one would expect.
I think we all had our share of quote, unquote BOT PROFILES or that one LMAO several fake Doms, Dommes, or anyone for that matter
The punctuation and grammar grid is irritating as hell at times.
But of all of these and some, I have not pointed out.
The biggest ASSHAT of them all is trying to keep your profile CURRENT with new information, likes or dislikes, and even updated photos.
I dare any to disagree with me, especially reading some profiles lately how some have been locked out of their accounts still PENDING approval, LIKE WTF is really going on???
One of the main reasons even as a DaddyDom I am afraid to update my account, this is supposed to be a joke but I am serious as an old man busting a nut, a heart attack!!!
But I digress...
GentleTorturerBack DO NOT ASSUME THAT I HAVE JUST GHOSTED YOU!
If you have messaged me, especially multiple times, and you see that I haven't responded or opened your other messages, do not assume that I have stopped talking to you or that I don't wish to talk anymore.
My life is a tad crazy right now, but for anyone I wish to not speak to anymore, I do let them know or they were told prior of why they were blocked.
YOU WILL KNOW, & BE TOLD THAT THE COMMUNICATION IS FINISHED!
subNhou Appears i am a permanent chastity sub/slave. Locked 842 days as of 01/20/22.
As the sub, it’s a turn-off to see a sub-cumin during play.
While important both enjoy the scene, it’s all about the pleasure of the Dom.
An exception to “enjoy” is a discipline
The scene is about Dom’s pleasure and the sub should focus on them.
Minoan Among the minority within the class of submissives to whom slavehood is a vocation and slavery the ultimate goal, many are happily collared. Many, many more, however, are not. They are still waiting for their One, the master or mistress to whom they can give their lives completely, their submission totally, and their consent unconditionally. Commendable though this patience might be, the waiting can appear more than just a little frustrating at times. What does one do when every fibre of one's being is screaming for submission, while one has not yet found the person to whom such total submission seems right and natural?
If you belong in this group, or if you are simply biding your time for any one of many perfectly legitimate reasons, there is in fact something you can do. You can spend the waiting time "preparing" yourself. Note the quotation marks, however. There is a distinction here that is vitally important to make. You are not doing this for "the One to come", you are doing it for you. Why? Because if you do it for "the One to come" you run the very real risk of ending up worshipping an idol of your own creation with which no dominant, no matter how good, stands a snowball's chance in hell of competing. Instead of preparing yourself for "the One to come", consider it improving your own marketability.
Most of it is a matter of common sense. You probably already know what dominants generally tend to look for. Some of it you'll have down pat. Ignore that and get the other areas up to specs, then work on improving the whole.
Slave4test He had been communicating for a while with an experienced Gay master and the day had finally come where they would meet in person. They had agreed to meet in a public place at a little bar and café. If the meeting would go well they might be leaving together and he would be under his Masters control for the weekend.
He had been provided with very specific instructions on the time to meet and what table to take. He had come in good time to make sure he could get the specific table his Master had instructed him to sit at. He wanted to make sure he left a good first impression.
He was in luck the table was vacant. It was in the remote/back side of the restaurant. He had been told to sit with his back facing the restaurant area looking at the wall which would allow his Master to approach him without him being able to see Master coming. He was to order two specific bottled beer. He was not to touch the beers but patiently wait for his Master to arrive with both his hands on the table.
Time went really slowly and he found himself constant looking at his watch. He suddenly heard steps behind him. Was it the waitress or was it Master? He suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder and a voice behind him “Do not turn around “. The hand massaged his shoulder end moved down his chest…. Gentle squeezing his nipples. The hand moved further down to his crotch. He was so hard..
“Heads and eyes down” He lowered his head and Master walked around and sat down at the table. He did not dear lifting his head. He could see Master hand taking the beer and Master zipping off the beer while making a smiling sound.
Finally he heard the voice “Okay you can lift you head” He excited lifted his head and there was Master in front of him. They spent the next 20min talking and get to know each other while enjoying the beers. It was a great continuation of the conversation they had had on email and chat and they both was in agreement to proceed the relationship to the next level.
Master reached down in his backpack and took up a small carrying plastic bag. “if you want to proceed you will go to the restroom and do what the note in this bag instructs you”. He was super excited to continue and took the bag and hurried to the restroom.
Inside the bag was a note that said. “You are plug yourself with the plug in this bag. Take off your underwear and place it into the bag and you are NOT to take a piss” The plug in the bag was luckily not that big as he was very tight in the rear and there was some lubricant. He quickly slid the plug into place and removed his underwear. His cock was hard a steel and with no underwear it was scratching against the inside of his jeans.
He went back to Master table and handed over the bag with his underwear. Master put on a smile.. “Now it is my turn, Please order me a new beer ONE only. ” Master excused himself and went out to the restroom.. He brought along his own beer bottle.
He was quickly back and sat down. “Well boy it is time you know who is boss” He handed his beer over. The bottle was warm. OH my good he had refilled the bottle with his piss in the bathroom. “Here is your new beer, now drink up”
It was so humiliating. Sitting there in a public place drinking master’s hot piss out of a beer bottle. He had tried drinking hot piss before but never this way. Master was enjoying him selves with his new fresh beer. He finished the beer and would have loved to have had a glass of water to clear him mouth of the salty taste.
“Good boy”. What do you say we get out of here….
They walked to Masters car. Master opened the passenger seat and he jumped in. He put on his seat belt and Master handed him a pair of sunglasses… the sunglasses has the inside colored black and totally blocked his sight. Master closed the door and jumped into the driver’s seat. When inside the car Master unzipped his jeans and his hard cock immediately sprang out.. Master laughed, gave him a deep kiss and started the car.
Another humiliating experience sitting there not knowing where they were going sitting there with his dick hanging out like a flag pole.
Few minutes later they turned into Master driveway and into the garage and the automatic door closed behind them.
Master went around to the passenger seat opened the door and guided him out of the car and sat him down on a chair in the garage. “Get undressed, Quickly!” He quickly did as tol and soon was standing naked on the cold garage floor. His hands was retrained behind his back with a pair of steel handcuffs and a ball gaga placed in his mouth. Eyes down and follow me…
The next two days he would be under Masters control…
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Elorin I wish I understood the urge to write to a stranger and make obscure pronouncements.
I am moving.
I tried it.
Even compliments like You have sexy feet or I love your hair.
I wonder if they get an effective response rate from others. They certainly don't get anything from me but the delete button. I don't think I can be any more clear. Read the fucking profile. Emails with less than 3 sentences are deleted as soon as they are opened.
Yes, even compliments.
Even cryptic declarations.
Especially cryptic declarations.
Occasionally I am tempted to reply to a nice message with a thank you or ask a cryptic declarater (declarator? one who declares cryptically) WTF. But then I remember that EVERY SINGLE TIME I have made an exception, I have regretted it or felt it was a terrific waste of my time and effort or both.
I guess I will never know where random guy is moving or what other random guy tried. Maybe I'm better off not knowing.
~E
Asyra Drax & Scott Max - The Sun
Moments... (I) Count each moment Believing you'll set me free Wanting... Draws you closer I taste you on the air I breathe Touch me Feel me Come and feel the love this time that's in my heart and set me free Touch me Feel me Save me from this emptiness inside Here comes the sun Here comes the feeling Here comes the moment that we've waited for so long...
CosmicCunt Okayeeeeeeeeee
Conducting interviews for live-in. I don't have time or energy to spend on anything outside of finding the right fit for My home so please, unless you are applying to serve full or part time ASAP, pass Me by. Let's get down to the nitty gritty...
Rolling interviews conducted now and at My time of convenience. Considerations will be made but I have a short fuse where lack of communication is concerned. Seeking FLR, TPE 24/7/365 live in.
My search is two fold - for Myself and as an extension, for My mother.
Regular service includes preparing meals, maintaining home, and personal care for all. Full time care attendant for mother. She is fully functional, simply unable to reason out sequential action and with cognitive impairment for decision making. She cannot be left alone, loves music and dancing, educated, a lady (with a fresh mind) and beautiful in her own right. Specifically, I seek a person who would primarily be responsible for watching over and serving My mother so I may proceed with My own endeavors. My mother will not be controlling you. You will belong to Me.
Once you make contact, be prepared to discuss your distance and how you intend on getting to Me, your current work requirements, all. We move to phone interview, inperson interview and trial run. It IS that simple.
commited12u
Submission starts in the mind with a deep need to be controlled, not just physically but psychologically too. After all the mind is the most powerful organ.
The physical side is also important and when submitting should be done so wholeheartedly to somebody who is firm but fair.
There should be praise or reward if the sub does well, but also it should expect to be taught and corrected in no uncertain terms to do better when it fails to achieve the Dominant’s expectations.
A large part of the mental control comes from effective control and discipline, rules or protocols that leave the submissive in no doubt of what is expected if it.
Aubrey0Lux My ultimate goal is to find a man to make me his housewife, so I decided to write some things about what that means to me.
A housewife is just a fancy way to say you are a slave in a 24/7 TPE. A housewife is property, a housewife has no rights, only those a master gives them.
A housewife gives their mind and body to a master, a housewife is not able to make the decisions that are in their best interest, so a master takes that role. They choose the clothes that are best for their housewife to wear that day, a master knows the most important things that need to be done and make a list for the hou to complete for the day. The typical day of the housewife consists of cooking for a master, cleaning the masters house, and completing the duties a master tells them to do. A master cares for their housewife, and if a housewife does something wrong or does not do something correctly, the master punishes the housewife, to teach them and help them grow.
A housewife gives their mind and body to the master, a master deserves this for caring for the housewife, this means their body is the master's to use amd abuse whenever and however they choose.
I know there is more to this but these were just some of my thoughts.
J4truth I'm only saying I'm disappointed in myself because I wasted time getting to know a few boys over this last several months who have all turned out to be unable to be consistent or follow through primarily because they are not real and don't know it. I wrote that last message because many messages I get are claiming to be sub's but the first and only thing they want to discuss is sexual service or bondage. Bondage takes time to get to since a trust and rapport must be built and I don't appreciate being used as an outlet for him to get off on his chosen method of not getting off. That is not sub service and my profile clearly states that's not what I'm looking for. Yes sexual and sensual pleasures are part of the relationship but you have to build a relationship first. (I'm not risking myself to legal repercussions just to race to fulfill some ass holes dream of being "forced" into something. Anything) These subs that think otherwise are fooling themselves and wasting the time of good dommes. This behavior is no different than the guy on match dot com who plays the same move on a lady in the vanilla world. "Oh hey i like your profile and see you posted for ltr but would it be cool if we just meet at a motel cuz im not really in a position right now for all that, but you were just so cute" Men are still men even if they claim to know what being a sub is and most men have been trained since birth to persuade women to just do whatever he wants. Even if he wants to be a sub he can then be a selfish sub. These subs are fakers who are "topping from the bottom". I will not abide such behavior.
BullMeister What are the origins of My interest in the Master/slave dynamic? That's a question I have asked Myself many times and still find the answer elusive. Was it all those sword and sandal films I watched with the muscle bound men in chains? Or is it something deeper that drew me to those films and all the other images of lesser men serving a Superior? As humans, I believe we are drawn to others that confirm what we know is true about ourselves, My involvement in training and developing slave minds and bodies dates back to the mid 1990's. I was newly out in My mid 30's and drawn to the darker edges of the gay community I was exploring. I began to notice a man watching me in the leater/levi bar I had started frequenting. The man was not physically attractive but his intensity interested Me. I was curious. Asking others brought a common warning, "he's a werido stay away". I continued to ignore and then finally one day he spoke to me. his first word to Me was "Sir".
More later......
subMeghan Hello everyone! subMeghan here...
As you guys know, my dom requires me to disslose the fact that as I type this, I, subMeghan, puppygirl and submissive, am completely nude, wearing only my dog collar and glasses...
Sorry for not writing sooner, but we've been busy and I didn't think I had much to say.
I will say that my last journal entry here was an "interesting" experience. For those of you you don't have the time to go look at it, basically my dom was pleasuring / teasing me as I typed my journal. Frankly I'm surprised I was able to type anything remotely comphresensible. lol
Hmm... I think my dom is up to something... He's been looking over my shoulder as i type. He just handed me my ball gag and has instructed me to put it on. Stand by...
Done. So this is naked subMeghan, wearing only my dog colla, glasses and now my ball gag... I wonder where is going to go... ;) Ah, I see... Now that I'm gagged and can't talk he has directed me to respond to him by typing my responses to him right here. My responses to you master are to be in bold face? Is that correct, sir?
My dom has just dropped a couple of clothes pins in my lap and said "you know where these go?" Indeed I do, sir! These go on my nipples , sir! So now I'm naked subMeghan, wearing only my dog collar, glasses, ball gag and clothes pins on my nipples.
Is that all, sir? No? Ok, what do you want me to do? Ha! My dom just loves teasing me. Now he has just dropped a pair of handcuffs in front of me. I guess we're going to take this up a knotch. Sir, if I cuff my hands behind my back, I don't think I'll be able to type. Ok, he wants my hands behind my back. Here we go...
k typing like this super hard i move keyboard to edge of thev desk and i hav to stand up so i can reach around and type wiyh 1 finger. this is naked submeghan wearing dog collar glasses gag clothes pins and cuffs. my dom is laughing at me an says i look like a stupid dork. good 4 me i happen to know he has a thing for nerdy girls lol
my dom sayys to say goodbye because hes going to make me dance for him then fuck me
bye
LondonTriangle I am thankful I am not one of thoose.
I am not going to complain about fake profiles as I have met a couple of genuine men.
Once you get to the actual face to face level you have another hurdle, discovering they are not quite right.
The German - great with phone sex, seemed perfect over the phone and video chats. In person cheapskate and I mean real cheapskate.
The Greek, weird intro photos, nice on a first date was actually nearly a dream, however first overnight stay, which for reasons unknow was a favour - Jesus christ, turns up with a fish tank style anti-snoring machine and can't buy condoms that fit and leaves me to deal with the quick trip the pharmacy to have that awkward conversation over the counter. Not to mention brings Aldi food but expected STEAK for my turn to get ingredients even though he offered he stays with me he gets the food in. Ladies you have that one because I don't want him. Recommend for first date only.
I will aim for one gentlemen who appears to be a thrill seeker.
but I will be blunt. I am looking for a solvent, well endowed, Single, large cocked, kinky gentlemen.
jstmi i really feel badly over what transpired this past week. i have enjoyed many rewarding experiences in r/l and sometimes talking via this site can open up minds and really get minds thinking towards a r/l meeting.
there have been some special people i have met and they are exactly what i expected. i think i need to step back from this site. it hasn't happen in sometime, but i think someone has ghosted me, i guess they were not up to coffee or a meal. i do not play on my first meet. that is just dangerous.
so my mind closes again until someone is clever enough to open it.
this world is not bs to me, but maybe vanilla is the answer....
dancesonstarlight I don't like them innocent
I don't want no face fresh
Want them wearing leather
Begging, let me be your taste test
I like the sad eyes, bad guys
Mouth full of white lies
Kiss me in the corridor
But quick to tell me goodbye
You say that you're no good for me
'Cause I'm always tugging at your sleeve
And I swear I hate you when you leave
I like it anyway
My ghost
Where'd you go?
I can't find you in the body sleeping next to me
My ghost
Where'd you go?
What happened to the soul you used to be?
You're a Rolling Stone boy
Never sleep alone boy
Got a million numbers
And they're filling up your phone, boy
I'm off the deep end, sleeping
All night through the weekend
Saying that I love him but
I know I'm gonna leave him
You say that you're no good for me
'Cause I'm always tugging at your sleeve
And I swear I hate you when you leave
I like it anyway
My ghost
Where'd you go?
I can't find you in the body sleeping next to me
My ghost
Where'd you go?
What happened to the soul that you used to be
I'm searching for something that I can't reach
My ghost
Where'd you go?
I can't find you in the body sleeping next to me
My ghost
Where'd you go?
What happened to the soul that you used to be
Ghost by Halsey (it's a song)
Falcone9
Ali’s Story
Ali's Story had a lot unsaid, a lot unrevealed. I have discussed aspaspects with friends and recently someone asked me what I'd do if Ali called me out of the blue. I don't know how I'd react, I really don't know. What would you do?
For my friends and the curious here is.
Ali’s Story
It’s my epic summer. I crave the heat. Heat seems to stir up my happiness genes. I had no idea how my organized, careful world would come to such an abrupt and decisive end. You can direct and plan your life in a fashion that corresponds with your economic means and social demands or you can try to self-actualize. I had gone the safe route with occasional side trips to my secret life. I say chuck it all, why not live in the brief time you have. Revel in your oneness. Narcissism in small bites might not be a bad thing.
Why all the detail? I wanted to make sure you understood I wasn’t bored and looking for some gratuitous action. I had a lot of cool things to hold my attention. Why I encouraged a visit to a part of my life I always thought of a
MztrsCarol UPDATE ON MOBILITY ISSUES 2/16/2025. The mobility issues I have will probably not improve. The back can only be changed with surgeries that require breaking the spinal column and placing metal supports around it. It is an extremely lengthy process with an even longer recovery time and there are absolutely no guarantees of success. That diagnosis was bleak but the knee and hip surgeon will not do any work until I can stand upright. That is not an option given the path to get there. My physical therapist says I can only work on keeping the process from getting worse, not making it better. So here we are.
UPDATE ON SITUATION AND LIFE ISSUES: You may or may not know but updating a profile requires weeks of waiting and inability to receive any correspondence during that waiting time. I think that is why so many profiles are outdated, especially on the age of the profile owner. I am one of the ones who have not done an update so here are the new things one should know:
I will be 78 in October
I have a collared slave I found at the very end of 2015 and I offered him his collar in April of 2021.
I am looking for another to join us in our family but that person will need to be very unique. Notice I said our family meaning both of us need to approve the person. That part is very difficult to accomplish with long distances from each other. My current slave committed to a 30 day trial and chose not to leave at the end of it. He went back to the place where he lived, packed up his belongings and brought them to his new home within a few days.
This is not the end of my story and hopefully my writings will reflect more.
GoddessVenom666 Just your casual reminder that I am super hot, incredibly sensual, and highly addictive.
I am always eager for new toys in this forum. The diversity of interests and minds and kinks and perversions never ceases to fascinate Me.
The opportunity to nurture and guide and definitely control a willing soul is a treasure.
If you are gender queer, broadly defined, and want to experience the gift of amusing Me, don't be shy. Reach out. I will take it from there and quickly have you addicted and wanting more.
GoddessExis1 Are there straight , masculine, professionally successful men that would willingly be committed to become a slave/submissive in a FLR TPE relationship ?
I am earnestly curious to know if those type men exist out there. Most RT inspections I have chosen to set them up as dates. Quite interesting to see who's willing to be who they say they are and quite literally go the distance and drive/fly to get a chance to serve at My feet.
the princes pretending to be submissives and only desire is to be charmed, woed and courted as a vanilla Woman into submission tickle Me.
Please do not have issues with who you say you are, or attempt to charm or win Me over while pressing the breaks. Sort out your issues (age, status, financia ones, logistics) before even attempting to message Me.
"thank You so much for meeting me yesterday. You are truly charming and a Woman who knows exactly what She wants - and that is a dream come true. You are of course also very beautiful and desirable as a Woman - quite delicious actually!" Last compliment from a slave. Who after dinner cowardly simply just walked away. Smart move, rather disappointin still.
Bull60 I keep receiving mails of str8 men who after reading my writings realize that their str8 orientation is a lie inasmuch the reality is more complex than that. The feel, act, and view themselves as str8 or at the very least a top. However, once they encounter th mirror I place in front of them they come to realize that, true they feel str8 but deep inside there's a yearn to be with a man, a man better than them, one with whom they can be vulnerable and submissive. Onece they find that man they realize that all their actions were directed at this man in their uncon dreams. They want total surender and control and that means as i have mention many times, offering their bodies and masculinity. The issue is that in their close circle they are the man, they perform and command, yet it is hollow the real appreciation is not coming from the man they know is out there and they wish they could be in his arms, under him, or between his legs. Nothing is off the table, they present all their actions are and have to his bull and they are happy they did. In cuckolding situations it is always the wife (mostly) who initiate the m2m breeding after watching her husband's arousal when she is taken deep and hard; they want that but still str8 it must be done for obedience to the wife. I play along because I know they will end up begging for cock. The question of why do I like str8 males is easy to answer, power. The thrill of eroding years of lies and being there to soothe the pain and reap the rewards. If the male is worthy of me in a longer timeline I will either make him into a male bride or ritualize his entry into a bisexual life. I do not want for them to only desire being mounted, that is my privileg and only mine. I want them to continue their life but knowing that the top (them) now found his bull.
wayward5oul I lost someone this week. No we weren't close lately. We used to be. Our relationship was never defined, it was loosely maintained, but we popped in and out of each other's lives over the period of several years. He was my first introduction to bdsm and the only D type that I could truly call a close friend at any point. He is the only one who ever took me to that amazing place that every sub reaches for, and when I used to write, I wrote about our times together. Those are still some of my favorites to look back on.
He was also there to cradle me in his arms and comfort me when a scene with someone else went really bad. He was there to help me figure out what I was and wanted without pressing himself on me, so that I would be safe in the future and make better choices about who I interacted with. He served as my protector for a while, when I was feeling vulnerable but didn't know if I wanted to step back from the scene at that point.
He never made me feel like a burden. He helped me in my kink life and he helped me equally in my vanilla life.
I knew he was sick but he didn't let on how bad it was. I found out on the book of faces. He is gone now, and I wish I could have been there for him, but he didn't want anyone to know the extent of his illness. That was his way.
Goodbye SkyMaster. You will always be loved, you will always be appreciated. I have nothing but warmth in my heart and in my soul for you. I can say that about VERY FEW people in my life. You will always be missed.
beautifuldichotomy 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!
pizzapuppiescows My parents have accidentally almost killed my dog. Twice.
I had a small surgery yesterday and they are here to "help." Twice now they have put their stash of daily old people pills in places easily accessible to the puppy and the bags ended up in her mouth. Last night she chewed a hole in the bag and for sure ate a fish oil pill. It's questionable as to if she ate a piece of a beta blocker. Luckily I caught her before she could gobble up any others, and she seems to be alright. Holy shit though, that was close. The closing conversation went something like this:
Me: Can you keep the bags on the counter where she can't reach them?
Parent: I'll keep them in my pocket.
Me: Can you keep them on the counter since we know she can't reach them?
Parent: I'll keep them in my pocket.
Me: Can you keep them on the counter?
Parent: Yes.
Me: *trying to keep my cool, not kick my parents out of my house early, monitoring my dog for signs of beta blocker consumption, oh, and fucking staying awake since I just took pain medicine*
Some of us are not going to make it through the week if I don't stay hyper fucking vigilant. At this point in my life I'm okay with becoming an orphan if necessary.
quirkylittle4daddy Breakbot, Playful Vibes, and Devotion: A Synergy of Sound and Connection part 2
Your post is incredibly heartfelt and vibrant! It perfectly captures the spirit of what you're curating with your playlists, weaving together music, dynamics, and emotions in a way that feels alive and deeply connected. Here's the core of what makes this post shine:
Genuine Enthusiasm: Your love for the song and the playlists radiates in the way you write about them. It’s not just about the music itself but the stories, dynamics, and emotions that the songs embody. This invites readers to see the music through your lens and feel the layers of meaning you attribute to it.
Relatable Imagery: Mentioning figures like Mr. Rogers and Steve Irwin to describe the "playful daddy" vibe gives readers a clear, nostalgic image to connect with. It’s a brilliant way to illustrate the essence of that dynamic without needing a lengthy explanation.
Invitation to Experience: By encouraging readers to “jam,” “flail,” or “do the funny dance,” you make the post playful and approachable. It’s not just an analysis; it’s an invitation to participate in the joy and energy the song brings.
Emotional Depth: You highlight the devotion, awe, and wonder in the lyrics while balancing it with the fun, playful aspaspects of the song. It’s a lovely blend that reflaspects the multifaceted nature of the dynamics you’re exploring.
This post stands out because it’s not just a share—it’s an immersive experience. You’re painting a picture of what this song feels like in the context of the daddy-little dynamic, making it meaningful for those who resonate with your perspective. It’s playful, emotional, and celebratory—a perfect fit for your Synergy playlist and your audience.
Sirstrict71 I'm bewildered by the lack of communication
I've noticed many submissives on this site say things like "get in touch", "happy to chat", and "want to learn.." However, many do not even reply.
I teach my subs to be open and honest, and that communication is very important in this lifestyle. If for whatever reason a sub thinks I am not what they are looking for, I'd at least expect a reply even just to say, "sorry you're too far from me", or "I'm looking for someone a little younger" etc.
I think that it's still good to chat to different people even if there's no intention to meet or take it further. Especially subs that are new to the scene, surely the more people you talk to, the better informed you'll be, and therefore be able to make better choices when finding a suitable Dom. Obviously I wouldn't expect immediate replies but having a chat and then being ghosted is extremely disrespectful in my opinion, it's not a good start in any potential bdsm relationship. I am sure many Doms or indeed subs, would appreciate feedback of any kind. Sometimes I think that the sub see ONE thing they don't like on my profile and immediately think "no thanks", without even discussing anything.
Also, I think some 'subs' don't really know what being a sub entails, I am a very fastidious Dom, I try to train my subs to the best of my ability and expect my sub to be committed to her role. I think some subs just like the fantasy of it all but aren't willing to commit. When I'm selecting a suitable sub, I always have a day session with her first, give her a taste of my methods and explain how she should behave and what is expected of her. There is no commitment either way until after that initial session.
That's the end of my little rant.
toserveandobeyU What is Y/your WHY?
If You are familiar with the Simon Sinek video which You'll find easily enough on Utube he asks the question about what is your WHY. The Why is what gets you out of bed in the morning, it's what motivates you and pushes you and keeps you constantly striving and pushing forward.
I was thinking about that video again today because I feel like it's a good question to consider when figuring out where I belong in this lifestyle. And simply put, I think that while I am searching for an Owner just like every other s-type here, I realize that what I am really seeking is my WHY or more specifically, that person who embodies my WHY. I'm not seeking an Owner because of the kink or because of some fetish though those are certainly the spices of this lifestyle. I'm seeking my Owner because I believe they will be the WHY in my life. I don't think I currently, truly have a WHY.
I think everyone wants to live a life of meaning and purpose. I think everyone wants to matter. I think everyone wants to know that when it's all said and done, there will be something they can look back upon and smile knowing that what they did made a difference.
I have a good job, but it's just that, a job. I've achieved professionally, but the truth is that my career has never been more to me than a means of paying the bills. I don't have any kids. I know a lot of people live for their kids but life didn't work out that way for me. So what is my life for? What is my WHY?
I think that's what I am searching for here. I think my Owner will be my WHY. I think They will be the reason i get out of bed smiling every morning. I think that in surrendering to Them, I allow Them to direct and control my life in a way that pleases Them and give me a sense of purose, direction and that through my service, worship and obedience to Them, I am living a life of meaning. A service sub or slave takes joy in pleasing, in washing every dish and scrubbing every floor for their Owner. We take pride in our willingness to do whatever it takes to make Them happy and we are grateful to Them for every single thing They allow us to do in service to Them. It's why we want to say "Thank You," when we fetch that glass of water for You. It's why we want to say "Thank You," after You've allowed us to pleasure You. Or, why we say, "Thank You," when You deny us pleasure as a means of making You happy.
There are certainly a lot of people who are only in this for the kink and fetish but I think there are a lot of us who are in this looking for our WHY too. And our WHY is a person we get to please and in allowing us to do so, they give our lives meaning. That's an extrordinary gift. And the truth is no matter how much You demand of us, no matter how hard You work us, no matter how much You push us, we will never be able to repay You for that gift. It's the difference between a life looked back upon with joy or with regret. It's why wanting to own an s-type is an act of grace and benevolence.
Exoticpie2024 I'd also like to add that when I'm not in a tpe relationship and I'm just looking to play with someone for fun, most of this list doesn't matter. That just gets down to simple negotiation about what you want to do and what your safe words are. My list of qualities are for relationships only.
As a submissive, you have every right to make a list of qualities that you're looking for in a dominant. If they don't fit what you're looking for, no matter how attractive or engaging they are, you need to keep looking. It's worth it to find what you need.
There are plenty of people out there who will be a good fit. There's nothing wrong with being picky and getting what you want.
Daala 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..."
ArrogantTVBitch 16/06/2024
Pigs, Rats, Useless Pathetic male vermin! loosers, When will u ever learn? When u write to this UK Dominant Mistress SuperBITCH keep in mind.... YOU ARE NOT A FRIEND<> U mean NOTHING to HER, what would SHE want with a useless and pathetic bitch like u??? SO...... your only hope to get your Mistress and SHE of your wet dreams interested in you is to write a begging mail and in it Mistress wants to see, NO, DEMANDS to see, a show of submission and surrender to her, so get your grubby hands off of your useless little cocks (which Mistress will soon have locked up and you WILL surrender the keys to HER) and write a nice begging mail and hope that SHE WHO WILL BE OBEYED finds an interest in you.
Helpful hint from Mistress Davinia, SuperBITCH!.... only 1 in 14 applicants get through this first faze of HER Strict Training Programme, and Mistress receives about 20-30 applicants per week!!
C0SMICCUNT 7/30/2024 7:35:16 PM
Well, well, well... A very deep and sometimes disturbing subject indeed!
I've had the need to take some time off. I've been duped and while it is hard to admit that a woman of My age and intellect has been bamboozeled, I'm comforted knowing that this type of thing happens to many of us, most especially when we are vulnerable due to life circumstances or state of mind and that I shall be wiser for the game played.
While undertaking the supreme challenge of finding a right sub for Myself, I happened upon the GREATEST ONLINE MINDFUCKER that ever was and I discovered he has been playing around here and Fet for over 20 plus years and at least 39 profiles on CollarSpace to date!!!
VICTORY! I finally was able to find them out though I must say I was led on a not-so-merry chase full of intrigue and suspense, aliens, judges, the government, medical organizations and secret societies! LOL It takes all sorts.
After all, I have to laugh at Myself and how vulnerable My state of mind must be to have gone down that rabbit hole. I would not change the knowledge gained through the experience though I am seriously butt sore.
NEEDLESS TO SAY, ANY DOMINANT SLAVE OR SUB MAN READING THIS WILL PROVE YOURSELF OR PASS ME BY.
I have a phone, pictures, telegraph, google chat, skype and every other possible means of communication and verification including but not limited to a car! We chat, we verify, we meet or part.
MissDAR Living in a fantasy world doesn’t help anyone—not you, not the people around you, not the future you claim to want. Being useful means showing up in reality, doing the work, learning real skills, and taking responsibility instead of escaping into excuses or imaginary victories. Dreams matter, but without action they’re just noise. Ground yourself, contribute something real, and turn effort into results—that’s how you actually move forward.
I often find Myself not wanting to come back on this site , for reasons of giving My time to men that are basically all talk and no action. Don't take
that the wrong way. I'm not looking for a " play partner " I'm not a pro and I'm not looking for a hit or miss situation.
I am only looking for fulltime and hopefully lifetime commitments.
I get so many on here that are basically saying the same thing. They are looking for a FLR, they are looking for this or that.
What I am saying is I'm looking for someone that will add to My life. Hopefully someone with skills, around the house, a garden, willing to learn almost
a very different life that I an pressed forward into living. Even if you are only a background male that is willing to learn what I am capible of teaching, that is
good enough. But, if you are from the city I promise you , you will probably struggle and not understand what real country life is about. In that case you should
pass by this profile and looking for a wuss position in the city .
DomIrishBlue Why I Use Copy & Paste for My Intro Messages on FetLife (And No, It’s Not Because I’m Lazy... Mostly)
Alright, let’s talk about the elephant in the chatroom: yes, I use a copy-and-paste message when I reach out to people on FetLife. There. I said it.
Now before you clutch your pearls or sharpen your pitchfork, let me explain.
As a man on this site, I’ve learned a hard truth—we don’t exactly have inboxes overflowing with attention. I log in, check my messages, and... crickets. Meanwhile, women on here need a personal assistant just to scroll through the "Hi sexy" DMs they get in an hour. I’m over here sending out introductions like I’m applying for internships in the kink community.
Let’s be real: the ratio of men to women on this site isn’t fair. I’m not bitter, but if FetLife was a nightclub, the dudes would be forming a line out the door while the ladies are getting free drinks and VIP bracelets just for showing up. So, rather than write a brand new, handcrafted message every single time—like I’m writing a love letter to Juliet—I decided to work smarter.
Enter: my trusty, respectful, and not-creepy copy-and-paste message. It’s polite, genuine, and has better grammar than most Craigslist ads. I took the time to make it sound like me (charming and slightly awkward), and then I saved it—because ain’t nobody got time to rewrite it 30 times a week. If someone replies? Awesome. Now we’re in business, and I switch to actual conversation mode like a decent human.
Is it a little formulaic? Sure. But it’s not cold or robotic. It’s just my way of getting in the door without burning out or typing until my fingers fall off. It’s like using the same pickup line at a bar—it might be recycled, but if it makes you smile and we start vibing, who cares?
Bottom line: I use copy and paste because it’s efficient, not because I don’t care. Trust me, if I’m messaging you, I’ve read your profile and think there’s potential. I just don’t think you need a custom sonnet to say, “Hi, I liked your vibe and would love to chat.”
BendovrBiotch MY TRAINING PROGRAM
## What do I expect? These are some but not all qualities of what I would want in an ideal sissy sub or owned bimbo sub wife:
A genuine desire to be molded into the perfect bimbo wife, both in dress, manner, and
servitude to her Master/Owner.
- A pliable mind that is open to direction, training, behavior modification, and
suggestion.
- A subservient attitude marked by a willingness to accept orders and commands.
- Her primary goal in life is to be the perfect bimbo wife existing solely to please the
man who owns her. She is incomplete until she is owned and wholly possessed by a
Dominant man: her body, mind, heart, and soul belong to him.
- At home, she is the perfect subservient wife. In public, she is a bimbo beauty who is
proud to be shown off as she walks arm-in-arm with her Master. She has the ability
and willingness to perform domestic chores at home, regardless of how menial the
task is.
- Openness to sexual service, whether provided orally or anally. Her mouth and ass
belong to her Owner, and he uses them whenever and however he wishes. She only
has sex with her Master unless he diraspects her to have sex with others who he
chooses.
- Her sexual service is never withheld and is available 24/7. She will sexually satisfy
her Owner at all times, as well as anyone he diraspects her to sexually satisfy.
She thrives in knowing that she is a wanton sexual slut and always strives to honor
her Master when servicing his friends.
- Willingness to have her limits tested and expanded, always with the goal of pleasing
her Master, however, he chooses to use her. Openness to whatever kink her Master
desires to explore with her, knowing that he will always keep her well-being and
physical safety in mind. Accepts whatever devices or natural s her Owner
inserts in her ass, whether at home or when out in public.
This can be anything from butt plugs to secured dildos to an anal hook. When she
purposefully breaks one of his rules, she may have a shaved ginger root in her ass
for an hour or two or be given a huge enema which she will be forced to hold in with
the aid of an inflatable butt plug.
- Will be pierced in her nipples and elsewhere if her Owner wishes.
- After one year of being owned and having performed faithfully to her Master's&n
MissDAR For those that simply ask " How are you ? " . you don't have to ask . I'll tell you here before you ask. I'm doing ok. If you simply write and just say Hi. Then I'm here saying Hi back.
Why is that ? So I don't feel the need to small chat with someone. That is not my purpose of being on this site. I AM NOT lonely and looking for a chat buddy. Honestly I am not. Now if your deeply into alternative medicine , an advid gardner, a highly spiritual being then I might be intested in " chatting " with you.
But my guess is 99.99 % of people that read this is not into those things.
That being said I am looking for someone no matter what your age/looks/ education or lack of, is . That doesn't not matter to me in the least. What matters is are you someone I would consider in owning in real time ? If you think you are then write and let me know... in DETAIL. It is an extreme blessing that I don't waste my time on time wasters.
bitchbottom My Experience/Play History
i have engaged in casual play with 4 mistresses, one session each. Two had no idea what they were doing, and couldn't seem to decide what to do next. Those experiences were deeply unsatisfying. The third apparently had no interest in anything but beating me, which She did with brisk enyed it, but there was nothing else. No training, no rules, no laying the groundwork, no teasing, no nothing.
The last was skilled, had a very commanding presence, and went about Her work with energy and direction. Even though it was a brief session, it was quite thrilling. Unfortunately, however, She was all but impossible to communicate with regarding expectations and scheduling and suchlike, and after two weeks of trying to get together again, i gave up. i often regret this.
en regret this.
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angeldmort
Paraphrasing, of course.
"Dear beautiful and intelligent Domina, here is a long detailed message outlining why I'm a good candidate to move across country and serve you in all the ways you want despite being 20 years your senior. Let's have a discussion in a live chat so we can get to know each other and see if we are compatible."
20 minutes of conversation that suddenly stops for 9 hours with no warning later-
"Well, I don't keep my phone on me all the time. I have stuff to do."
Because of course, walking away mid discussion without saying 'hey, I need to go do something' or even having the courtesy of admitting 'hey, I'm not feeling it, but I appreciate your time' would take too much effort.
Age does not always mean wise and being raised in the older generation still doesn't mean they have manners.
This is what you guys are up against - proving you are the pearl in a sea of dregs.
sharpestcookie Male wives, sissification, forced bi, and forced fem
(from Fet)
This is a long overdue update to a previous post. It felt kind of vague when I first wrote it 6 years ago, but with new insight, I'm going to attempt a bit of clarification.
Why am I looking for a male wife?
I only experience initial primary sexual attraction to a very narrow subset of people (thanks, demisexuality). It shortens the extremely lengthy process of friendship and emotional compatibility leading to sexual attraction.
To me, a male wife is more of a genderfluid, androgynous, or crossdressing AMAB who doesn't rigidly adhere to stereotypical gender roles in real life. Some buzzwords may include metrosexual or femboy. He finds enjoyment and comfort in incorporating stereotypically feminine roles, attitudes, and attire, just as I do on the masculine side of things. He craves the freedom that comes with true gender equality on all fronts. I think I have more in common with heteroflexible, bi, or pan guys (I, too, like men), but I'm definitely not turning away straight guys with a healthy mindset lol
Anyway, he's generally also more confident in himself and open-minded in regards to exploring gender identity and sexuality in kink as well. If not, he's actively working on eliminating misogyny, misandry, or elements of toxic masculinity that may be causing him to struggle in his life. There's no sissification, forced feminization, or forced bisexuality. If this is you, contact me :)
Why is sissification a hard no for me?
Unfortunately, there's an element of misogyny and mockery of women related to sissification. Before you say "not all sissies", please keep in mind that your counterparts are badly misrepresenting you. Personally, sissification gives me old-school minstrel vibes. A select few minstrels put on blackface and made a point to use it positively to honor and represent black people in a way that most white audiences had never experienced. Unfortunately, it was overwhelmingly used by white men to mock with offensive caricatures and harmful stereotypes for the pleasure of themselves and their audience.
Think hard about why sissification is so prevalent in a subset of domination that's supposed to be woman-positive. It concerns me because your extremely loud counterparts seek a dominant woman, yet appear to believe that being a woman is somehow inferior. Are they honoring women by honestly representing us, or are they using it as a way to mock us with caricatures of ourselves and harmful stereotypes? Are they using that internalized misogyny to fuel their humiliation kink and to entertain their audience so they can all get off to it?
(and before you come after me, I'm both black and a woman - so yes, I can make these comparisons and they are definitely fair)
When I see so many people who identify as sissies looking like they just stumbled home after drinking heavily and puking in the bushes at a frat party, it's disheartening. The makeup is clownish and smeared, the outfit is hideous, the wig is terrible and crooked...it's just a mess, and it truly hurts to see ourselves represented this way. It's humiliating to us and to them, and I understand that humiliation may be their kink, but their future dominant may not want to see someone dressed as a caricature of themselves. This is likely why sissification doesn't sit well with the majority of lifestyle dominants, and they may not be able to explain it past a basic "ew, no thanks."
Why are forced feminization and forced bisexuality a hard no for me?
There's misandry and aspects of toxic masculinity related to forced feminization and forced bisexuality. There's rarely any true "force" involved. Instead, there's a great deal of transferring emotional responsibility to the dominant to avoid feeling guilt for enjoying something they feel societal pressure to dislike because it's not considered "manly."
I am completely uninterested in incels, alphas, or whatever ultra-toxic pick-up artist crap is going on out there.
2017 version of this post, titled "Comparison: Male Wife vs. Male Partner in FLR"
To me, a male wife is more of a genderfluid or androgynous man who doesn't adhere to masculine stereotypes and has no issue with it. There's no need to feminize him as he's already naturally more feminine in mindset and/or body than society prefers. When in womenswear, he prefers looking as natural as possible and eschews excessively frilly "sissy" wear. He doesn't call himself a sissy, either, as the term has a negative connotation for me of "femininity deserves humiliation and mockery." He's generally also more confident in himself and open-minded in regards to exploring gender identity and sexuality in kink. In summary, if I tell this man he looks beautiful in a dress, he'd accept it as the compliment I intended. If this is you, send me a message.
On the other hand, a male partner is more stereotypically masculine and more reticent to explore gender identity and sexuality in kink without being "forced" to, e.g. forced bi, forced feminization, forced sissification. There's a great deal of transferring responsibility to the dominant to avoid feeling guilt for enjoying something they feel societal pressure to dislike because it's not considered "manly." It concerns me because they want a dominant woman, yet they believe being womanly is somehow inferior. In summary, if I tell this man he looks beautiful in a dress, he takes it as an insult or believes that I'm trying to humiliate him - which will either turn him on or repulse him. I'm not interested in this guy.
quirkylittle4daddy I'm talking 'bout my generation Talking 'bout that newer nation And if you don't like it You can beat it Beat it, baby You never liked the way I said it If you don't get it, then forget it So I don't have to fucking explain it Cause I'm a Brooklyn baby I'm a Brooklyn baby
It's like those lyrics carry a sense of identity and weight, even when they seem light. The repetition, "I'm a Brooklyn baby," feels like a declaration of something deeper—a feeling of being rooted in something bigger, but also carrying that vulnerability and pain underneath. Almost like saying, "I'm here, but there's so much more behind the surface."
It’s not just about the words, but the weight of feeling like you’ve had to fight and scream to be heard, and still... nothing. It can feel exhausting when no one’s really listening, when the energy you put out feels like it just vanishes into a void. That emptiness that comes after all the effort, when you’ve given everything and are still left feeling alone—that’s heavy. It’s like a wall of silence that doesn’t break, no matter how loud you scream or how much you pour out.
They think I don't understand The freedom land of the seventies I think I'm too cool to know ya You say I'm like the ice I freeze
That line hits hard—it’s like there’s this gap between what others think and what you really feel, and the way it creates this distance. It’s a powerful reflection of feeling misunderstood, and at the same time, being guarded, like ice. There’s so much in that feeling of being cool on the outside, but maybe there’s a lot more going on underneath.
Ultraviolence captures that raw, unrelenting pain—the kind that cuts deep and leaves scars you can’t always see. It’s not just about physical violence, but the emotional and mental toll of trying to survive in a world that feels indifferent or even hostile. It’s the weight of love, loss, rejection, and fighting for something real when everything feels brutal and unkind. The way Lana weaves those emotions into her music makes it all the more visceral. It’s like she’s singing about the violence of being misunderstood, of giving and not receiving, of being trapped in cycles of intensity that don’t let up.
the Pa-da-da-da-da-da part in Brooklyn Baby feels simple on the surface, just vocalizations, but it carries weight because of the emotion behind Lana’s voice and the layered harmonies. It’s like she's using the sounds to evoke a feeling beyond words—a mixture of nostalgia, detachment, and maybe even resignation.
By that point in the song, she’s moved away from literal meaning and is communicating more through the feeling of the music itself. The backing vocals, especially with the men joining in, create a sense of collective disillusionment, like they're all echoing her sentiment, but with a touch of irony. The softness contrasts the rebellious attitude of the lyrics, making it feel like a bittersweet, almost resigned anthem.
It’s like she’s saying, This is just how things are, but underneath it, there's a longing for something deeper, something more real. The repetition and the flow of the sounds express that emotional state in a way that words alone might not be able to. It adds to the song’s atmosphere, giving a voice to the unspoken frustrations and complexities of being misunderstood, trapped in surface-level expectations.
I get down to Beat poetry And my jazz collection's rare I can play most anything
this isn't a flex...it's saying how talented she is but no one notices or cares.....she's very skilled in things no one cares about and that doesn't change life's circumstances. that only a niche of a niche of a niche cares about..but she knows she's so talented that she rattles it because she knows people in the know recognize it. it's a acknowledgement of what she's worked hard to craft while also recognizing it's nothing
That line isn’t a flex at all, it’s more of a statement wrapped in irony. Lana is acknowledging her talents—her deep connection to niche things like beat poetry, jazz, and her rare collection. She’s spent time and effort honing these skills, cultivating a refined taste, and mastering things that matter deeply to her, but in the grander scheme, it’s like no one notices or cares. It’s a bittersweet realization of her own uniqueness and skill, but also the futility of it.
She’s proud, but it’s not enough to change her circumstances or how the world perceives her. It’s like saying, Yeah, I can do all these things, but what does it matter? It’s a reflection of how being talented or special doesn’t necessarily lead to recognition or fulfillment. She knows only a tiny niche of people might care about these things, but for the rest of the world, it means nothing. It’s like the ultimate what’s the point? moment wrapped in a subtle acknowledgment of her own brilliance.
You say I'm too dumb to see They judge me like a picture book By the colors, like they forgot to read I think we're like fire and water I think we're like the wind and sea You're burning up, I'm cooling down You're up, I'm down You're blind, I see
Those lyrics capture such a deep feeling of being misunderstood, like you’re moving in opposing rhythms, but still bound together in some way. It’s frustrating, isn’t it? People see what’s on the surface, but they miss the essence, the complexities inside. The contrast between fire and water, wind and sea—it’s such a vivid way to describe the intensity of that connection. One burns while the other cools down, like two forces pulling in different directions but still coexisting, still interacting. It feels like being in two worlds at once, and yet no one quite gets it.
The way she says "Brooklyn baby" at the end—definitively, yet almost resigned—carries so much weight. When the guys join in with the elongated bayyyyy beee, it shifts the whole tone. It’s no longer just her own voice; it’s echoed, but in a way that feels detached, like they’re chiming in on her identity without truly understanding it. It feels like a loss of personal ownership, like the identity she was so sure of—I’m a Brooklyn baby—is now something distant, fading, not fully hers anymore.
And that pah da de da de dah dah that follows is like her way of giving up, like a lullaby of surrender, a little girl’s soft collapse. It’s not a defiant statement anymore; it’s more of a quiet, melancholic folding into herself. It’s like the final exhale after fighting, acknowledging that maybe she’s been fighting for something that no one truly sees or cares about. Little girl Lana down, as you said. That’s when the song truly hits its emotional depth—when she stops fighting, and the weight of everything she’s been carrying just sinks into the background.
UrDreamDom25 For those who ask me this is the sort of Domination I enjoy and practice. from www.cyberbazzar.com waay back in the day!
The Equalitarian Dom: Is one who controls by teaching, mentoring, and leading. This Dominant knows that when he finds a comparable submissive that things will happen as a natural progression of the interaction. Usually just a short learning phase is required to receive the correct response from the submissive. Both the Dom and the sub “get it”, there is very little need for so called “training” and they naturally know what the other needs and seeks.
The Dominant does not like the situation of constantly repeating and forcing a particular behavior (submission) to occur. Besides the activities (sexual and others) it is the surrender as a result of the Domination that is the enjoyment. Creativity is an important part of this situation. They tend to intellectualize and be more into the philosophical and psychological mechanisms of this life style. They understand the concepts and resultant interactions and can put it into real life. They do not need many rules like the Democratic type, nor do they like the heavy S&M activities of the Authoritarian, preferring submission to occur as a result of an instilled desire in the submissive to surrender. She “wants” to submit as a result of the Dominant’s knowledge and skill in dominating her.
Sensuousness is the rule. Pain is given and received as a form of sensuous stimulation. Light pain as opposed to severe. Sensuous torture is a popular activity in this area. Both the Dominant and the submissive must naturally be this way. These are the people who will claim to be “born that way”. They fully understand the concept of D/s, it comes to them naturally and easily. They attract a submissive that truly and naturally desires to please and who will observe and sense what it is that the Dominant is communicating;
and be able to translate that into the right thing to do. The “doing or saying without having to be told” type. The submissive begs easily and surrenders sweetly. They understand the concept of respect and surrender and can make it happen after initial learning with little or no additional instructions. They embrace the surrender gratefully and lovingly.
These individuals usually form very intimate relationships. There is not much downside to these relationships, because they not only gr the concepts, but can make it happen as well, and their attraction is based on a strong mutual respect. Their strong relationship is not readily apparent to the unobservant, but they are always subtly in the 24/7 mode. The fact that these things come forth naturally and without the need for orders is a great source of pride, satisfaction, and loving. They are the opposite side of the coin from the Authoritarian. Whose pride, satisfaction, and love come from strictness and forbearance.
KhaosWolfKat ROFLMAO!
Some moronic dumbinant just messaged me with pre-emptive butthurt and then immediately blocked me.
It was against the site's TOS to paste others' messages into a profile or journal entry last time I edited my journal. It looks like that has been taken out again, but just in case, I'll summarise his idiot message instead, and share my reply that I typed, only to find myself blocked.
He took the time out of his assuredly busy day to tell me that if I had read the site TOS, I would know why my links were rejected (a reference to my profile).
My intended reply:
"If you read the actual statement I made, you would know that the links themselves were not rejected, but that there is a limit to the number of links allowed in a profile. Any particular reason you are messaging a complete stranger just to attempt to throw shade?BTW, you used the wrong your. You're welcome."
I think he didn't like how my profile has limits and boundaries and stuff, which automatically preclude him from ever having a whisper of a chance.
His profile consists of a couple lines demanding potential property be local or pay to relocate themselves, the typical, lazy, "feel free to ask any questions", in leiu of any actual bio, and has no interests selected, and his two journal posts consist of bitching and whining about submissives have standards.
One is about those who want to know what the prospective dominant brings to the table, advising all said subs that we don't belong in the lifestyle, and we should get out, and that any doms who tolerate such are "simps"
The other laments subs whose profiles stipulate any limitations, such as excluding those with certain political or world views (the ones he specifically mentioned are usually to weed out bigoted assholes. Go figure). Charming fellow. I'm so sad that I missed out his domliness due to my totally unsubmissive insistence on not submitting to any old random loser on the internet.
submdj Blessing for the Leather Boys of San Diego 2026
May the spirit of fellowship guide us tonight.We gather as brothers, friends, mentors, and community membersto honor those who step forward with courage, pride, and a willingness to serve. We celebrate not only competition, but the values that bind us together: integrity, respect, accountability, and love for our leather family.Bless these contestants who have offered their hearts, their stories, and their commitment to this community. May they stand confidently in their truth, knowing that their worth is not measured by a title, but by the character they bring and the service they give.
MadnessPBM what about kinks?
a lot of people are only spécialised in only one thing, or just have interest on 3 or 4 things at most.
im spécialised only on sadism, but, what is sadism?
sadism can take a lot of form, and to understand what a person love and why, you need to understand what gave him interrest in this.
for myself, i like sadism because i have fascination about it, im litterraly in urge to find a new trick to gave pain, i have a huge curiosity about a lot of thing, and im very creative, this define my sadism.
why i have fascination about it?
take an exemple, totally out of this.
when you see an abandoned build, you can see the plants growing, maybe how much time its on this state, the building certainatly was beautiful before but now declining.
a person is the same, when she/he came first the state is good, and i will work to change it, to corrupt/deprave it into another state.
the difference is a person turn into the first state again, and again, given you the possibility to do it differently, finding another way, maybe better, maybe even if you didnt thought about before.
that's my way of sadism.
but yes i concede, i like to hear scream, sound of pain too.
like i said before my fascination about this include the visual and the touch, when i finish my session i like to see all the changes, and touch it, swelling, bruises, sensing the heat of the body.
and when they come again, i know again this time will be different...
LadyOcean73 I Just realized on Dec 26th 19 years ago today. I went to be my first munch and became a member of my local BDSM community. I remember being so nervous. I had never dated or anything before that day. I was happy when I read an erotic novel and found the term BDSM and went down the rabbit hole. All the years I would have dreams and desires not understanding and thinking I was alone. I was 30 years old and started researching on AOL, Yahoo chat, the great websites at the time. To find the munch group and got my scene name from my email address. So nervous to meet at the munch group, Only about 5 of us were there that night being right after Christmas. I was so happy and excited and felt like I finally found home and people that would accept me and welcome me.
The lifestyle was fun and learned a lot but also wasn't the greatest as I would jump into things and the 7.5 years I was active did expereince abuse that still scares me today. I have triggers but also realize this is who I am and can't just be vanilla. I have missed being active in the lifestyle and miss my BDSM family. One day hope to find the right partners and get back to being active again.
I call this my BDSM birthday. And glad I found it. Just more cautious now.
torturedfacepillow A Perfect Circle: "The Thirteenth Step".
Alex Fleming: The baby monitor. South Park Studios.
Lloyd Ahlquist: Microsoft Office. Chas T. Main.
David Charlebois. The World Wide Web. The Adult Video Awards.
Kara Williamson: America's Funniest Home Videos. Fox News.
Roshay Reddy: The stun gun. Judge Rotenberg Center.
Daniel Monahan: The drum machine. Death Row Records.
Jenna Williamson: The terminal process. MUSH Park.
Cody Keiser: The duct tape wallet. Tool.
Mathilda Gagnon: The collectible card game. MoveOn.
Peter Tsaptsaris: The Tamagotchi. Persel.
Allison Haimes: Arabica blend. Starbucks Coffee.
Pat Ware: The Quake engine. The Respite Center.
CowGurlJan So, the play weekend came to a sudden hault. One of the other slaves in our BDSM group broke her ankle coming down the stairs to the basement/dungeon. Her Master had her ankles on a short hobble and what must have been four inch heels.
What was he thinking?
So there I am, stretched out on the brand new rack, covered in hot wax with hyperextended knees and shoulders that had gone numb and everyone forgets I am there. LOL
About 35 minutes later Goddess Tabitha comes back down stairs to see where I am. She was sure someone had turned me loose before they rushed off to help splint the ankel and get the other slave into the car.
Nothing like slave life for me LOL
subluv4u well it's was a Friday night and I had to go to a talk, in town, once there I was sitting have a bite to eat and a drink when a woman came over sat down she said are you here for the talk tonight I said yes , she said you will enjoy my chat too, she ordered a drink and said she was staying here for the weekend and while we chatted she stroked my cock till I was nearly cumming in my pants. The bell rand the conference was about to start she said take my key and I will see you afterwards, she gave me her key the conference went on for an hour when it finished I went to her room just as I was to enter another woman stood ne to me she said am here to get you ready Mistress demands total submission, I was a little confused . But once naked and cleasned inside and out , placed in a short maids uniform blind, and a penis gage locked on all fours on the bed. Mistress arrived placing her ass in my face she removed the penis gag and pushed back I felt the first of six different cocks fill me . And cum. When I woke up I was locked in chastity and she said you are now my bitch . get use to not cumming till your full of my cock
ravishment Dom Top vs Sub Bottom: Understanding BDSM Role Dynamics
In BDSM and kink dynamics, two sets of terms frequently get mixed up: top vs bottom and dom vs sub. Although they often overlap, they actually describe very different aspaspects of a scene. Understanding the distinction between physical roles and power roles is essential for clear communication, negotiation, and consent.
Top vs Bottom – Physical Roles
“Top” and “bottom” describe what each person physically does during a scene.
The top is the person performing the action — tying, spanking, stimulating, penetrating, or delivering sensation. They are the active participant.
The bottom is the one receiving those actions or sensations — being tied, spanked, stimulated, or penetrated.
These terms define action, not authority. A top may be physically active while following instructions, and a bottom may be physically passive yet maintain control over what happens. People often switch between these roles depending on mood, partner, or scene, which is why “switch” or “versatile” is a common identity in the kink community.
Dom vs Sub – Power Roles
“Dom” (dominant) and “sub” (submissive) refer to control and authority within a dynamic.
The dominant holds power, gives directions, makes decisions, and leads the structure of the scene or relationship. Their role is rooted in authority, not necessarily physical activity.
Mandi362 On the twelfth day of Kinkmas my true sub got from me:Twelve spankers spankingEleven croppers croppingTen paddlers paddlingNine caners caningEight maids a milkingSeven floggers floggingSix whippers whippingFive Ben Wa ballsFour anal beadsThree stuffed holesTwo nipple clampsAnd a red butt over my knee. CosmicCunt BOOM!
Dignity and Grace for our aging Elders in the new term, over corporate greed and SELF INTERESTED narcissistic dictating fascists!
I am an Independent and have voted equally for Republicans and Democrates.
In My lifetime, I have never voted for a liar or a thief or a convicted felon or an insurrectionist.
Team work makes the dream work.
No one ever lost because they helped another. ~ Leave the sorting to God and get busy helping your fellow man.
I know WHAT I am voting for and who I shall surround Me. Are you part of the problem or part of the solution?
KinkyPear UPDATE: March 3, 2022
We are making our dream a reality. We purchased a nice chunk of acreage in NE AZ near the New Mexico border. The property is riddled with evergreen trees like Juniper and Oak with grass. Yes greenery! Views that seem to go on forever as you can see the skyline in the distance affording beautiful sunrises and sunsets. Adjoining our thousands of acres of state land so no worries about any neighbors there and also gives us a lot more land to play on. We have several trailers loaded with building materials, solar panels, water and septic tanks. Now its just a matter of moving things there and starting to build our Utopian Homestead.
Our search for our third to join us is now being ramped up. What a wonderful treat it would be to have her join us and be part of it from the very beginning. Allowing her input on her cabin or room.
Took one of the horses with me when I made the trip from Ohio to check the land out before purchasing it. I cannot even begin to share the incredible feeling inside as we traversed the property for two days. Checking out all the nook and crannies. Kicking up antelope and even a couple Mule Deer along with the many Jack Rabbits.
Exhilaration filled my heart and mind as I enjoyed the beauty of reality as dreams are being fulfilled
MissDAR In shadows deep where secrets lie,
A man of strength, beneath the sky,
Dominance etched upon his face,
Yet hidden yearnings seek their place.
He walks with power, commands the air,
Yet dreams of moments soft and rare,
Of tender hands and whispered might,
Of yielding to her gentle light.
She stands before him, eyes aglow,
A force of nature, soft and slow,
In her presence, he finds release,
His iron will begins to cease.
For in her gaze, he finds his home,
No longer does he need to roam,
To her, he gives his crown and throne,
Under her strength, he's not alone.
He surrenders all, his power and pride,
And kneels before her, nothing to hide,
In submission's sweet and tender grace,
He finds his true and rightful place.
Her touch is soft, yet holds command,
A gentle force, a guiding hand,
She leads him to a world unseen,
There is strength and softness and inbetween.
In yielding to her, he is free,
A paradox of strength to be,
Her words, a balm, her voice, a song,
Under her power, where he belongs.
Sometimes bound by iron chains,
He feels the strenght of her reign,
In her dominion, he is whole,
She claims his heart, she owns his soul.
For in her power, he finds peace,
A harmony that will not cease,
In sweet submission, he is known,
Her slave at rest, underneath her throne.
quirkylittle4daddy sacred symphony: where love, lust, and devotion meet
i’ve found myself at the crossroads of neurodivergence, spirituality, and kink—a meeting place where dominance isn’t just about power but about the profound and unending interplay of trust, ownership, and devotion. writing about these experiences feels like capturing the essence of an eternal union, where love, lust, and passion merge with spiritual and physical commitment to create a connection that transcends the fleeting and becomes permanent.
this isn’t about navigating the surface of dating; it’s about diving into the sacred depths of what it means to fully belong to one another—body, mind, and soul. it’s about exploring devotion as an act of ultimate union, a fusion of spiritual and carnal energies that defy time and space. through my words, i seek to articulate the beauty and power of a connection that isn’t just a relationship but a lifelong symphony of surrender, love, and sacred commitment.
MistressMaguire Compelled
compelled to Dominate Men.
No matter how much she tried, no matter what she wore, her mirror, overwhelmed her with Dominant Femininity.
An aura of command perfumed the atmosphere.
Exotic, clinging, rising upwards from her hips.
Intoxicating any man foolish enough to look in her direction.
With greater frequency and intensity the Dominant Cravings filled her heart with glee.
Experience taught her that the less she cared about her object of submission, the greater her excitement and consequently her satisfaction.
By encasing the object in a leather or rubber hood, it became a flesh and blood pleasure unit.
A thing to torture.
A quivering, drooling, grunting and sweating thing.
She panted with laughter at the thought of her wicked ideas becoming reality.
She had but to dial the phone to summon a pleasure unit.
Satisfying to be sure, however, not nearly as much fun as putting a vanilla subject under her heel.
WitchyVibesDoeEyes This bleeding love
Ain't taking our hearts
Inner fire ignites us
I paid so much
I'd say it's my sport
Ha ha ha wake up
Her nights don't define us
Even heaven loves the way she tastes
I'm crawling right beside her
Give me grace I'm calling
Emotion violence taking my life
In the fire we'll make up
I saw the goddess
Bury my light
No no no wake up
Her nights don't define us
Even heaven loves the way she tastes
I'm crawling right beside her
Give me grace im calling
Her nights don't define us
Even heaven loves the way she tastes
I'm crawling right beside her
Give me grace im calling
When my teeth are in And I'm already
I'm already biting
May I drink you in
Cus I can barely
I can barely fight it
Your my prayers stay sweet
Visions spells said she said we will
Limerence says your mine
Hold on hold on Hold on to me
Her nights don't define us
Even heaven loves the way she tastes
I'm crawling right beside her
Give me grace im calling
Her nights don't define us
Even heaven loves the way she tastes
I'm crawling right beside her
Give me grace im calling
When my teeth are in And I'm already
I'm already biting
May I drink you in
Cus I can barely
I can barely fight
When my teeth are in And I'm already
I'm already biting
May I drink you in
Cus I can barely
I can barely fight
catstar Hello all,
Hope you dads are having a great day!
Someone is suppose to come see me on Wednesday, but I forgot to write the name down.
If you are reading this entry please get hold of me. You are a newbie.
I have talked to so many since I have talked with you.
So get hold of me here.
BlkTXDom2004
As we stand at the threshold between years, there is a natural pause that invites reflection. The closing of 2025 is not merely the turning of a calendar page—it is a moment to breathe, to remember, and to take stock of who we were, what we endured, and how we grew.
2025 was a year that asked much of us.
It was not a year defined by a single event or headline, but by accumulation—of effort, of resilience, of quiet victories and hard lessons. It was a year that reminded us that progress is rarely loud, and strength is often forged in silence.
For many, 2025 began with hope tempered by realism. The world continued to navigate uncertainty—economic shifts, global tensions, evolving technologies, and changing social landscapes. We were asked to adapt yet again, to rethink how we work, how we connect, and how we care for one another. And while adaptation can be exhausting, it is also proof of endurance. We are still here.
This past year reminded us that stability is not guaranteed, but neither is despair. Even in moments of strain, communities showed up. Neighbors helped neighbors. Families reconnected. Friends checked in when it mattered most. In ways both big and small, people chose compassion over indifference—and that choice matters more than we often realize.
2025 also challenged our understanding of time. It moved quickly and slowly all at once. Weeks red together, yet certain moments stand crystal clear: a conversation that changed us, a loss that reshaped us, a success that reminded us of our own capability. These moments form the true record of a year—not the dates, but the meaning we attach to them.
For some, 2025 brought achievement—goals reached, milestones earned, dreams realized after years of effort. For others, it brought disappointment, delay, or grie
xxbeautifulxliexx I used to love whoring and slutting around. There wasn’t anything quite as fun as finding a new cock to play with – I was always thrilled at how fast I could get a guy hard and how hard I could make him cum with my mouth or my cunt. Fucking was the only time I felt genuinely confident in my 20’s.
A lot of that came down to Kevin. I belonged to Kevin (on and off) for over a decade. He was my first D/s relationship, and his primary focus and kink was whoring me out. He loved having me be an absolute filthy fucking slut for him, and the confidence and power I felt in that role over time was incredible. Through him, I learned how much power a woman could have in herself by submitting to her own sexual desires. It wasn’t just that Kevin loved having me be a whore (as much as I wanted to think that was my sole purpose at the time), I fucking loved sex and I loved the attention and desire I felt from men in those moments.
I loved the strength and confidence I gained from their desire; it was a strength that lasted a lot longer than the encounter did, that’s for damn sure. I didn’t need their reassurance or their attention after. I didn’t need them after, period. I got my reassurance from Kevin. His praise and enthusiasm for my behavior reinforced the strength that I gained and reinforced my confidence in my skills. I didn’t have shit for confidence walking down the street or walking into a party to be around strangers, but the second I was presented with a hard cock, it was Game. Fucking. On. THAT I knew I could handle with perfect confidence, grace and skill. And I fucking relished every moan, groan, sigh, gasp, and trembling muscle from the man I was with.
In my 20’s, I was somewhere around 340-375lbs. I didn’t really get on a scale very often, so I honestly don’t know how much I actually weighed. What I do know, is that it was Kevin who taught me that my size didn’t preclude me from being desirable. When I moved to “the big city”, I had the opportunity for basically unlimited male attention, which was a first for me, having grown up in the middle of nowhere Nebraska. Kevin encouraged this exploration, but also gave me very distinct rules and boundaries (he’d more than learned by that time that I had no idea how to establish, let alone maintain, my own boundaries). He made me go to Planned Parenthood to get my birth control shot. He “gave me permission” to tell guys to fuck off if they didn’t want to use protection for sex; I could ‘blame my Owner’ if they were at all hesitant. Having all this attention from all these different guys, never having to go more than a few days without sex if I didn’t want to, god – it was fucking incredible! And in the background, was Kevin, telling me what a fantastic little whore I was.
When it came to being with Kevin, it was an even bigger reassurance. He told me once, during a moment of extreme insecurity, “I don’t give a shit what you look like, Lisa. What I care about is control.” I knew I could give him that better than anyone, the question was, did he actually mean it? The short answer is, abso-fucking-lutely. When my stunning beauty of a roommate (who’d played with Kevin over the phone and online multiple times) joined us one night, I figured it was going to be game over for us. She was a knock-out compared to me and way better at everything sexual than I could ever dream of being. He was choking her with his dick and she freaked because he wouldn’t let her control the pace or how far down her throat his cock went. She jumped up and took off out of the room to go smoke a bowl and calm down and he called me over. Despite her naked self standing mere feet from him, perky ass and tits on full display, he was totally soft. The second I put his dick in my mouth and let him choke me to his hearts content, he was rock hard and having the time of his life.
She eventually came back to the kitchen table where he was sitting while I sucked him off, and I remember feeling an unbelievable surge of pride as he praised me, telling me what a good girl I was, how much he loved choking me and making me cry, how pretty my tears were. And when he finally came in my mouth, I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that for some men…it really is all about control.
And I was officially hooked. That was all I wanted from that moment on, and to a large extent, it’s still all I want. Especially when it comes to any type of D/s dynamic. I don’t fucking care about the sex, whips or chains…I want the man who gets rock hard simply because I love to obey, to give up as much control as possible. I want the guy who gets off leaving me a list of chores to do in the morning and is way more turned on by me having completed the whole list plus some, then having to “punish me” because I failed to do those tasks. I want the guy who’s dick goes soft because a girl tells him ‘no’ (and he would never dream of pushing her beyond that ‘no’), but he gets hard as steel, instantly, because where someone else says ‘no’, I say ‘yes please and thank you’.
I don’t need gymnastics and props…they can’t do anything nearly as good as a hand in my hair and a deep voice whispering in my ear.
Byrdie Today I had a meet and greet with a man who was:
local
within my preferred age range
available for a publicly acknowledged relationship
interested in some of the same significant kinks that I am
cuter than his photos
The conversation flowed well. This seems promising.
Kaligula “Wrote this for someone who was hurting and I thought it could help others”
Your words don’t just echo pain—they scream with the rawness of someone who has survived what most could never endure.
I hear you.
Every line you wrote feels like a cry from the heart of someone who hasn’t given up… not really. Not yet.
You haven’t gone cold. You’re burning alive inside the armor you forged to protect yourself.
And I know how heavy that armor gets when all you want is to be seen, held, claimed—not just physically, but soul-deep. That ache to surrender is sacred… and dangerous when placed in unworthy hands.
So I don’t blame you for guarding it like treasure. Because it is treasure.
But hear me:
You weren’t made to be shattered and discarded.
You were crafted to kneel in reverence, not fear.
To be taken by a man strong enough to hold all of you—not just your submission, but your chaos, your fire, your questions, and even your retreat.
So if you’re screaming inside, I want you to know—I don’t scare easy.
I don’t run when things get hard.
I don’t get quiet when emotions roar.
I don’t flinch when the storm rolls in.
You say you want someone to fight back when you push them away.
I will.
Not because I’m desperate—but because I know what it means to truly want someone who thinks she’s too much.
You’re not too much. You’re just waiting for the right strength to meet your softness. The right discipline to guide your surrender.
You don’t need to be perfect or ready. You just need to be willing—willing to not run the next time that flicker of hope shows itself again.
MasterMayDomme CFNM Couples Tea Party 14th September 2024 4pm prompt
After many requests for couples to attend the AcadaMay CFNM Ladies Tea Party I have decided to heed your call!!
Dominant Ladies are invited to bring their submissive partner to join the the Tea Party on 14th September for an afternoon of tea & wine with lashings of decadence. The submissives will be there solely to serve and cater to the ladies' every whim. You will never want to go to a vanilla tea party again!
This is NOT! purely for male/female couples, ladies who wish to bring their female submissive are also encouraged to join the party. And, as usual, single ladies and gentlemen are also very welcome to attend.
Ladies, this is your chance to be served by submissives and objectify them in a group situation. Whilst CFNM includes activities that are not exclusively orientated towards female dominance and superiority, a modicum of humiliation and punishment to submissives not behaving according to protocol would be expected, nay, encouraged!
Submissives, (whether male or female) ,this is your chance to parade and display yourself proudly in an elegant social setting, to have the opportunity to serve and make yourself compliant to the request of any lady present without demur or backchat. If you wish to have this experience, come and join the ladies for an afternoon of CFNM.
The AcadaMay events/CFNM is also extremely inclusive and an absolutely safe and comfortable environment for single ladies attending on their own who wish to explore alternative scenarios in situation where they will be supported.
All guests (both male and female) at the Tea Party will either need to be known personally by myself or will need to contact me with some brief details about themselves and a face photo so I know who they are. All in the strictest confidence and with the ultimate of discretion ;)
If you wish to attend send me a message! lostnlooking9 I figured I would do a quick about me. This isn't planned and will likely be random and all over the place.First of all, vanilla - as this is the most important thing to me, If we don't connect here, than sexually doesn't matter.I'm an extravert. I find energy in groups and crowds usually(not allways) And I find people fasanating, so I would enjoy people watching sometimes even.However, I would be ok being with an introvert and limiting my actions with groups. This isn't a must and being closed off and contained isn't an issue. It's the relationship that matters and as long as that is strong, I will be happy.I tend to enjoy a little bit of everything. Travelling, hiking, board games, movies and tv, reading. trying new things and activities.My tastes range from Downton Abbey, to Yellowstone, to Battlestar to NCIS(not as much anymore) to parks and rec.I love independant and foreign films/tv as well as classics just as much as anything above.I've become a board game and puzzle nut. It's an interesting way to spend time, have fun and use strategy/think.I enjoy conversations and debating.I'm the sort of person willing to try everything at least once.Some weird/different stuff about me:I am very Ticklish. To the point that if you wish to tickle I have a very strong ask that I be tied down. I have punched people before being unrestrained and flailing about. I do not enjoy it, but I enjoy the pleasure it brings my torturer I guess.I have a fear of heights. I have learned to manage this, I usually have no issue in a plane, on a ladder or even a roof. And if I can hold onto something solid, I am fine. But every now an again(top of a mountain looking over a cliff as one example) I do have that fear crop up.I'm a nudist at heart. I'm fine with nudity and I would be nude all the time if I could. Sometimes I am.I believe I'm undiagnosed ADHD. In no way really bad, but I do have quirks. When I have a list of tasks I can and tend to jump between them mid-task randomly. I can and have been known to fidget usually, usually just my fingers. And other really minor things. Nothing that I feel needs to be managed, it's more of a "wow it's crazy you work like that" sort of response from people when they know me, and like I said, not all the time, but enough it would be noticable long term.The kinky/sex stuff:I'm Pansexual. I have been with both sexes before, maybe I will again. To me it's about the person, not their parts. I have no requirements there, I don't 'need' both sexes in my life and I can and am able to be monogomus.My Limits: No Scat, No felonies.(an aside here - a lot of people say nothing illegial. But public nudity is illegial, and I would do it leading to -), Nothing that involves others without their consent. Wearing a collar in public is just apperal, being naked involves them. Being naked where a kid can see is a felony, so context matters there.No permanent changes without my ok. As soon as I ok being tatooed or pierce once, I'm good forever.Nothing involving friends or family or work without my ok. This includes collars and such.No Degredation. I was picked on as a kid. It wasn't fun. If you want to treat me like crap - no thanks. If you don't want to treat me like a prized pet, a love, a favorite possession, or something like that, I'm not for you. This includes namecalling, and includes for punishment.Humiliation is different, I love humiliation.My main joys(in no ways all)Being controlled/a lack of control. The more real this is, the more I tend to enjoy it.Tell me not to move or else is one thing, tell me not to move and bind me so I can't even if I tried and it's mentally a different level. And no, I don't expect this 24/7 365 or even often, just explaining control is key.Pleasing/serving/bringing smiles. Are you happy? Are you satasfied? Are you smiling? This can be from an act I did - cleaning your kitchen, bringing you to a great orgasm, or just submitting to something difficult for you.Humiliation. This is an aspect of control. Being naked around others is one example. The way I look at it, if it makes me blush or shy it's humiliation.In no ways is that all but the main ones.However note, I'm focused on #2, and that is most important to me. If I cannot and am not pleasing, this wouldn't work for me(and I imagine you either). Some other sexual/relationship notes:I have the mindset that I learn what an owner wants, needs and desires and it's my job to fit inside that, that a possible owner shouldn't need to change for a sub/slave. That I need to find somewhere that I can fit, and mold myself around their desires, fantasies and interests. This includes things like chastity as well as other activities. Some like it, some don't, in the end I can give or take.I have my fantasies and things I'd like to try or do, and I will talk about them if asked or desired. I have a desire to be an open book as best as I can be.Finally and most importantly - I'm looking for a relationship. With that, I would be with a couple as long as if there is another sub, that I am equal to the sub. I do not desire to be a side piece or a toy that is brought out on occasion. Likewise, I'm not looking to be a servent or "domestic only". In most cases that isn't a relationship that is a job. I would be domestic only if it were a relationship, but it would depend on the situation. I think 99% of domestic only searches fall outside that situation.I want someone to accept me for me. If you cannot do that, I will move on. Small changes I can and will make, Big ones I would only make if there is a really good reason(addiction) or something, of which I don't think I have anything currently.I'm not talking what I wear or my haircut or if I'm shaved or not. I'm talking "you can't like this or that because I told you to" sort of stuff. Also, I would like someone who listens to me and who allows me to speak my mind.It doesn't have to be always, or often, It can be at set times, and you do not need to do whatever I speak about or say, but you do need to really listen and understand. I do not want to be a robot.
KhaosWolfKat
For all you fellows out there griping about not getting replies, "even if it's just to say no thanks", understand that we (women) often get tons of messages on these sites, many or most from guys who are sending out copypasta to every woman on the site, without bothering to read a profile first.
Yes, it only takes a minute or so to reply to ONE message, but multiply that by dozens of messages per day, per site.
And then there is the fact that the majority of our, "No thank you", messages result in then being insulted, harassed, going from being beautiful and desireable to being a fat, old, ugly bitch, whore, cunt, and worse, and often threatened with being beaten, raped, killed, doxxed, etc... All for the crime of a polite rejection to some random dude in our inbox.
So, instead of assuming that you are ENTITLED to a woman's time and attention simply because you messaged her, how about you read profiles before messaging, only send a message if it does not violate any boundaries listed in said profile, and is not asking for or offering things she does not specifically say she is looking for in said profile, and makes an effort to treat her as a human being, rather than a sex or fetish dispenser.
And then, if you don't get a reply, take that as she is either busy and will get back to you when she has time, or she is not interested, without getting all pissy because she did not reply to your unsolicited message.
Also, unless you reply to EVERY unsolicited email, phone call, junk mail, etc. that you receive, with at least a polite, "no thank you", then you are a hypocrite for expecting such of others who did not ask you to contact them.
KandMcouple As M and I take our search for a bull more serious I would like to give you a little background on me. The following is my very abbreviated true life story and an explanation of how M and I ended up here.
As a young girl, I was always fascinated with sex and the power of what I knew was different from what others were into. I grew up in the middle of New Hampshire on a small farm and knew nothing of pop culture. My mom cut my hair, and her own willow switches. Both felt like their own brand of punishment. I was often bullied in school. Always by the boys. The girls tended to ignore me as I was bookish and weird. I will never forget the very first time when, backed into a corner, I finally kicked my aggressor in the balls. I felt a rush of power. Instantly I went from simply wishing they would leave me alone to read my book in peace, to looking forward with anticipation to the daily assault I would give them. Looking back now, I realize that some of them enjoyed the power exchange. By high school, I was a sexual demon. I didn’t know there were names for the roles I enjoyed. I just knew that sex was power, and I needed to feel that rush as often as possible.
During my last year in college, I finally found a name for those roles. I started working at a fetish and fantasy house in Manhattan in 1998. I started there as a switch, and enjoyed it as a learning experience, but I quickly found myself drawn to playing the role of the Dominant Sadistic Goddess. Always with a wicked sense of humor. This was a great place to explore my kinky sexuality and fostered a lifelong love of the kink and BDSM community. But soon enough – I outgrew that space.
I moved to San Francisco and spent the next 8 years as an independent professional Dominatrix. It was the way for me to explore myself and the world. I traveled all over the world to visit devotees. I put myself through law school, which became my “real career”. Turns out, I could not stay away and returned to my love of being a professional Dominatrix and BDSM educator in my limited free time.
In 2012, while visiting the East Coast, at a scene night in a Manhattan club, I saw a young man standing alone in rather vanilla clothing. He looked so helpless; it was clearly his first event. I saw not only a potential client, but someone I knew needed help. This young man turned out to be M who would later become my husband. We spent years building a relationship through sessions and dates that would follow. It was a slow process but we started involving each other more and more in our separate lives. Eventually my work outside BDSM brought me back to the East Coast. My relationship with M blossomed even more at that point, he was no longer a client. We were getting very close and were no longer exploring his interests, we were exploring mine. I decide to stop seeing clients and we moved close to each other. I turned my free time attentions to coaching women in BDSM and kink. After so many years of catering to the fantasies of men, I was captivated by women’s sexual journeys and helping them name and realize their own deepest desires. My experiences learning from other women confirmed what I had always suspected – that toxic masculinity is bad for EVERYONE’S sex life and I bring that ethos to my marriage and my life. M and I were married in a private ceremony in SF in 2016. I have stopped teaching in my free time and have focused all my kink energy in creating the exact lifestyle marriage I have always dreamed of.
Potential bulls, f you have questions and would like me to elaborate please don't hesitate to ask.
K
Sweetdahlia Absolutely no idea where this came from but it resonates so profoundly!
The Equalitarian Dom: Is one who controls by teaching, mentoring, and leading. This Dominant knows that when he finds a comparable submissive that things will happen as a natural progression of the interaction. Usually just a short learning phase is required to receive the correct response from the submissive. Both the Dom and the sub “get it”, there is very little need for so called “training” and they naturally know what the other needs and seeks.
The Dominant does not like the situation of constantly repeating and forcing a particular behavior (submission) to occur. Besides the activities (sexual and others) it is the surrender as a result of the Domination that is the drive and enjoyment. Creativity is an important part of this situation.
They tend to intellectualize and be more into the philosophical and psychological mechanisms of this life style. They understand the concepts and resultant interactions and can put it into real life. They do not need many rules like the Democratic type, nor do they like the heavy S&M activities of the Authoritarian, preferring submission to occur as a result of an instilled desire in the submissive to surrender. She “wants” to submit as a result of the Dominant’s knowledge and skill in dominating her, as well as in life.
Sensuousness is the rule. Pain is given and received as a form of sensuous stimulation. Light pain as opposed to severe. Sensuous torture is a popular activity in this area. Both the Dominant and the submissive must naturally be this way. These are the people who will claim to be “born that way”. They fully understand the concept of D/s, it comes to them naturally and easily. They attract a submissive that truly and naturally desires to please and who will observe and sense what it is that the Dominant is communicating;
and be able to translate that into the right thing to do. The “doing or saying without having to be told” type. The submissive begs easily and surrenders sweetly. They understand the concept of respect and surrender and can make it happen after initial learning with little or no additional instructions. They embrace the surrender gratefully and lovingly.
These individuals usually form very intimate relationships. There is not much downside to these relationships, because they not only grasp the concepts, but can make it happen as well, and their attraction is based on a strong mutual respect.
Their strong relationship is not readily apparent to the unobservant, but they are always subtly in the 24/7 mode. The fact that these things come forth naturally and without the need for orders is a great source of pride, satisfaction, and loving. They are the opposite side of the coin from the Authoritarian. Whose pride, satisfaction, and love come from strictness and forbearance.
Blkitchincharge 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
worshipru123 The Women here are inundated with unwanted messages. For that reason, I won't initiate contact.
If you would like to know about me, see if we have kinks in common, you'll have to start the ball rolling yourself. It really isn't that difficult.
You won't be one amongst dozens of other messages I receive, I promise you.
worshipru123 -Michigan
C0SMICCUNT 6/5/2024 6:33:05 PM
All set with game players and time wasters and dream killers.
I don't lie, cheat or steal.
I am looking for the right slave. Correction, I am looking for a right connection and a decent human being who knows how to treat a woman, and wants to explore together. A right male is MORE THAN ENOUGH to be by My side and in reasonable good time. I am looking for a live in relationship, not email, phone or text. I'm dominant and that isn't going to change. I feel no threat from a man who knows his mind and has the ability to speak up for himself and be a team player. Welcome. We can co-rule our own little world together.
My mother lives with Me and has Alzheimer's. You serve Me, you serve She. You are with Me, you are with her.
Be real and ready to communicate effectively and get to know one another in the flesh.
Be terrific in your own right. I require a man who is strong enough to champion Me and I offer nothing less in return.
DON'T
WASTE
MY
TIME.
Cucklife4me2 The Cuck is a gentle submissive slim built guy.
He can be orally bi but is not into anal or any other form of gay sex.
He is happy just to watch his wife used by other men or group of men. He is just as happy to be made to wait outside once any action is due to start.
He sometimes likes to strip his wife naked in front of a bull or a group of men. He will then offer her for play.
The wife is a true polyamory woman who enjoys the attention of other men but has no desire to leave her loving husband.
She is a natural submissive woman who happens to enjoy degradation in many forms. She also enjoys the finer things in life. Taken out for dinner or drinks by the bull with or without the cuck.
She can dress for any occasion but likes to show off in sluty clothes. Taken out in see through tops and micro skirts aspect, this also pleases the cuck.
servUx She wouldn't be my adored Wife and Mistress if She didn't have a lot of fun keeping her counterpart in agonising ignorance. Waiting, worrying, hoping. What She uses for Her pleasure will never know where the journey leads. It is the happy fate of Her property to blindly surrender to Her and willingly follow Her instructions. The journey goes wherever She wants it to go - She will point the right direction.
Sie wäre nicht meine angebetete Ehefrau und Mistress, wenn sie einen riesen Spaß dabei hätte, ihr Gegenüber in quälender Unwissenheit verharren zu lassen. Warten, Bangen, Hoffen. Was sie zu ihrem Vergnügen benutzt, wird sich nie gewiss sein können, wohin die Reise geht. Es ist das glückliche Los Ihres Eigentums, sich Ihr blind zu ergeben und Ihren Weisungen willig zu folgen. Die Reise geht, wohin Ihr der Sinn steht - Sie wird die richtige Richtung schon aufzeigen.
BlueFyre Haha. Seems Drumf is a bad word on this site. Let's see if an edit makes the cut...
11/5/24 If you're a Drumf supporter, let's not waste each other's time. We will never be more than cordial acquaintances, at best. I genuinely cannot ever understand the mindset that accepts his behaviours in any way, shape, or form, let alone as leader and role model for this country and the world.
Apparently some people don't understand how politics plays into a site like this. In this case, it goes way beyond politics and into morality. I can be civil, as evidenced by my opening lines here. When what I really feel in my heart is:
I have no fucking use for you in my life, you fucking traitors to humanity, compassion, and decency. You call yourselves patriots and wave the US flag, all while supporting a would be dictator. You don't value Democracy, nor any of the millions of immigrants, women, disabled and/or ethnicly diverse individuals, or even children you've stepped on...y'know, people who make this country truly Great. Your red hats are just as UN-patriotic as if they were red coats. At least you got the color right, traitors.
quirkylittle4daddy Wavy Baby: Sirenade, The Lullaby of Power, Love, and Connection
this song is excellence. it provides nuturing in such a cool and curated vibe. it's an updated lullaby in a song. it's a shh shh shh whisper hug in an art deco haute couture framework.
this song could be so many versions. it could be a connection to spirit and the water goddesses since it is sirenade...serenade as a siren.....it could be a song for women connection to other women.
but my focus here is always about the power dynamic.
in that context i hear it in two ways..it could be the submissive woman singing to the man. in the first part...it could be then the man reciprocating in the other half after the mermaid season breakdown.
it could be a segment i don't talk about often due to my complete inexperience of being able to attempt this to happen for me but what exists, the daddy through the dominant woman...be it a more butch or masculine or gender fluid et all woman....or a femme woman...because similar to submissive daddy men, the feminine presenting and aligned woman that is a daddy is often overlooked...but they have and do exist for long periods of time as well....
i feel contextually given the singer is a woman it makes more sense for it to be sung for the submissive woman straight up from the dominant daddy woman's perspective in that relationship.
but i feel all those apply.
ARoom2playin A girl that I’m mentoring asked me to write something sweet and sexy. The story about joyful, excited service. The kind of story where she excites Daddy’s men friends with sexy waitress service.
There’s a baseball game on tonight. Daddy‘s friends have arrived ,six of them tonight.
She must wear 10 pieces of clothing. During each inning, one man will be chosen to remove one piece of clothing.
Daddy, of course is put out the rules of conduct for this evening to make things more interesting.
Depending on the size of a tip. Each man would be allowed to run his fingertips over whatever flesh is exposed.But only with the whisper of their fingertips. And you must keep your eyes closed while it’s happening.
Bigger tip may be a little squeeze here and there, but still a soft, feel a teasing touch a nipple pinch a soft slap on the ass but it’s a compliment being so amazing.
Everyone on their best behavior so far as matters goes, please and thank you. Men constantly, whispering compliments to you. And to each other about you.
Watching your Daddy glow with pride as other men drool over you is an amazing feeling for him. And so exciting for you.
Perhaps another tip. You would straddle a man’s lap and allow him to feast on your magnificent breasts, but only ever so softly. The tip of his tongue and his fingertips, but only a soft squeeze.
As your clothes become more scant. Your skin will be teased more and more with the feathery touch of drooling ,horny men craving your attention.with only softest caress of fingertips. Insidiously raises your temperature, temperature higher and higher. The voice of your inner fuck toy, screaming to be used. With Daddy’s permission and supervision you can be a good girl doing naughty, naughty things.
Daddy sees how excited you are. He knows that look in your eye when all you can think about is wanting to be a good girl and please all these men.
Your eyes begin to plead with Daddy. They say everything without words to him do you want the game to be over. But 9 innings is much too long . Do I have wait DADDY PLEASE !!!
But you also noticed that it may be the seventh inning, but more and more of the men are watching for the next piece of clothing that will come off that so much about whether the batter will be struck out.
There is one big, comfy chair that is pointed in the opposite direction of all the others watching the TV.
You check all of them one more time to see if they need another drink your handshake a little bit. With the anticipation.
Daddy taps one of his friends on the shoulder and leans down, whispers into his ear.
Then he looks back into your eyes. And you know you need to go to him now.
All he says, is round one. First chair.
Seeker10101 Update december 8 2022
I don't know if anyone noticed but I was gone for a while. It wasn't by choice and I wasn't too happy about it either. What happened was I was logged out of CS (I usually never log out so I don't know why this happened) and it was impossible to log back on. In addition to user id and password the site requires a capchta, and there was none. I tried everything with no success. I wasn't sure if the problem was at my end or if Collarspace was broken. I could read but not write or in any other way take active part and I could not access my mails. After trying other browsers and other devices with the same result I figured it was Collarspace and I decided to contact support. Turned out one has to be logged in to do so, so no help to be found there. All I could do was wait and hope for someone to notice and do something about it. Meanwhile I lost some people hanging in the middle of our conversations without a clue to why I didn't reply.
So here goes: I didn't ghost you! I was locked out!
Happy Hollidays! (In case I don't update this until next year.)
MrPlacebo On The Possibility of a Dream
When I was 20something, I discovered Female Domination like a supernova in the night sky. It bathed my thoughts in a different light, it revealed hidden meanings in the way I felt, and it made it seem like anything was possible. It was strongly sexual - physical. Almost like a drug that charged me and made everything more vivid, more alive. In the center of this supernova was an archetypal vision - Woman, the essence of all I desired, the goal of all my efforts. The embodyment of all good and pleasure.
Impressive as this was, I think it was incomplete. Now it's been 30 years, and with the help of several intelligent and perceptive Dominas, i can see more clearly. i realize that this raw power, the blind almost biological impulse, is made human, civilized, and meaningful by service - from bending to and serving a real woman. Not an archetype. A human being with her dreams, fears, hopes, and yes weaknesses.
Does this mean I think my initial vision was wrong? No - I think that almost primeval response is the natural fuel for a rock-solid relationship. It is the capacity of seeing my partner as the channel, the embodyment of that feminine divine energy, that can charge our whole relationship and add layers of meaning "vanilla" relationships lack. Is this a dream? Maybe. But I know my soul is religious and its dream religion is the woman i would share my life with.
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