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I had enough experience tying up my girl-friend to know really quickly there was no way I was going to slip or work my way out of the tie. That meant I was going to have to find a way to loosen the knot. But the girls had me by the elbows, so I had to let them turn me around and shove me back on the couch.
They sat there on either side of me and went back to watching their stupid talent show, and I tried to work my fingers around to find the knot. I tried to to let them see, but Nancy noticed and didn't bother to do anything about it. She knew what she was doing, as it turned out a lot more than I did.
A commercial came on and my girl-friend got up to go to the bathroom. I tried to reason with Nancy, and responded by getting up and going to her bedroom for a second, and coming right back out with a handful of scarves. She reaached under her skirt, took off her panties, and before I could resist, stuffed them in my mouth. She took one of the scarves, knotted it and gagged me with it. She told me I'd better keep my mouth closed enough to hide the panties, or my girl-friend would freak out if she knew. And she was right, my girlfriend would have freaked out and even more if she knew how turned on I was getting. Perusing some late night journals.
Now and again someone declares a novel sexual experience or a relatable fantasy but in the last couple of days it shows some (sorry ladies but have noted) have let off a bit of steam - eek.
Time to get some of thoose sexual creative juices going.
I do notice we rotate into themes so I will push for the next theme:
Looking for a Male Subjects to tie up Nobuyoshi Araki style - any male hopefuls please apply. I have had an epithany
You cannot find what you are looking for because you seek perfection from the first moment
Perfect Hair colour/length
Perfect Gender
Perfect Body/Height/Weight
Perfect Age
Perfect Wardrobe choices, as if the submissive has tailored their wardrobe thinking of you
You dont get perfection, so you don't give yourself to find someone alternative to what you want, what you seek and let it slip you by
How many of you have been looking for years and decided this ones not for you, cos she's taller than you, or she's younger than you and you feel OLD
Its Pathetic
Thought for the day
"Everything will be alright in the end and if it's not alright, then it's not the end."
The best exotic marigold hotel. Topk the bdsm test. Not sure it is accurate. Many questions were on sex for example. There was a few questions that dealt with Voyeurism which I was next to neutral. I am much more masochistic and answered completely agree on questions related to pain and torture, even if in the context of sex. Yet had me as 70% masochistic and 98% Voyeuristic. Lol, if anything, those are opposite. Oh well, no matter, i am largely self aware of who i am in bdsm context. I was recently asked about submission and how it is captured by people.
Firstly, submission is part of a person psychological make-up. Someone who seeks to offer themselves to serve others.
However, BDSM submission maybe influenced by that but it is other aspaspects of the lifestyle that develop and deepen this attitude. Firstly, it is about focused attention where other matters are discarded in persuit of this honed idea. Secondly, it has to create an emotional arousal where the good and bad are expressed and where the good gives a real feel good factor. The final part is repeated rituals where things become common place. The way you bow or curtsey, kneel at a gesture but do not make them habits, as they need thought.
So for a true submissive it is more than kink or fetish, it is about mental connection and acceptance.
Today there are many clouds
Winds compressed between the heavens and earth.
Night follows day
Sun rises in the east and sets in the West
Mssterd shepparding their slaves witj Collars cuffs leashes and whips.
Some get the cane , others get deep throated, most like degradation ,
Bad naughty ones get their hair pulled , face slapped until obliteration whilst other have their throats grabbed.
The silhouette of other slaves can be seen, some ignored in the corner of the room others on all fours kissing their masters feet until apology accepted. She sits there all by herself by the window in the dim light. The restaurant, French is packed with people laughing, eating dinner, crystal glas sings as they meet each other over the table. Chablis, Bordeau, Champagne hang on everyones lips. She's well dressed, black matte silk, vintage Dior. Classic, tailored, tight, elegant some what demure.
Madame, the waiter put the oyster platter infront of her, she smile a Mona Lisa smile but says nothing. She starts to enjoy her oysters from Normandy. One by one. Slowly and only with a splash of lemon. Her absolute favorite.
His eyes, dark, intense see's her through the restaurant. He really see her, her rare beauty, her grace, class but also her sadnes, her lonelines. She is frail but strong at the same time contrast a mixture of everything. He watch her like a lion after a gazelle on the African savanna..He want her, he knows shes perfect for him..
With my husband's encouragement, I recently had a few dates with a Trump supporter. He was also a cop, which was interesting for me. He was very polite and kind and handsome, so as long as we weren't talking politics, I really enjoyed my time with him. I'm incredibly liberal and happily married to a very liberal husband, so the idea of serving a conservative was a new one for me. But cops always kind of scare me, I only really interact with them if I'm being pulled over, so talking to police officers makes me feel like I'm already guilty of something.
On our third date, I was at his place handcuffed (for the sake of not getting anyone in trouble, they were definitely my handcuffs and not his). He was using my mouth and during a break in the action, I told him it'd be a waste to come down my throat. He didn't need any more encouragement to bend me over his bed, kicking my feet apart. I asked him if this what they meant by "assume the position" and he stuffed my panties in my mouth. So I guess he didn't think that was very funny.
While inside me, he called me his little liberal slut and I groaned and pressed back against him. I wouldn't let anyone call me that in the street but in that moment it was so fucking hot. He took the hint and grabbed both my hips, telling me this is what I was good for. I must have gotten off twice to him degrading me before he finished inside me.
Later we watched Brooklyn 99 while I was still handcuffed and gagged and I rode him to completion. An unexpected but enjoyable time! A few days ago I scheduled a coffee date with someone on a different kinky site. I'd accidentally sent him a "wink" when my finger slipped on his profile, which was unfortunate as he also identifies as a dominant. However, he DMed me about having submissive tendencies that he didn't mention on his profile (nothing on there about being a switch). We chatted off and on for a few days and then decided to schedule a coffee date.
He's in another city, but close enough that I wasn't too worried about his commute. He was way younger than what I was looking for, but he assured me that he wasn't worried about the age discrepancy. He wasn't commercially attractive, so I wasn't completely suspicious of his motives, but he was quite vague in direct messaging about what he was hoping for.
Having bussed over, I got there early enough to get a to-go tea and grab a table. We'd talked about getting warm beverages and going for a walk while we chatted, weather permitting. I played Pokémon Go as I waited, having multiple tasks and projects to address in the game as apparently beating Team Rocket Go Boss Giovanni wasn't enough for one day.
I experimented with ways to look up when someone came in without looking expectant. He and I had traded photos, so we pretty much knew what each other looked like. I committed to staying at least 15 minutes after our official meeting time as getting parking in that neighborhood could be tricky. We hadn't swapped phone numbers, so I checked the site periodically to see if he'd contacted me: nothing.
A PoGo raid started at 3:15pm on the dot, so I left closer to 3:25pm ... just after he sent several messages to me over the kink site about his truck giving up the ghost to the tune of $4,000 and him being so worried about it all.
Uh-huh.
It's possible that he was telling the truth and that this wasn't some really, really bad attempt at a scam. But then I remembered his reported age, the vagueness about what he was hoping for, the secret reveal that he was interested in finding a domme; and I think that maybe I dodged a bullet.
Mollena Williams-Haas once talked about gameifying putting oneself out there by awarding oneself points to being brave enough to try, pulling together the energy to be bothered, presenting oneself attractively, and - in this case - even bothering to show up. So, hey - I have more points!
And that tea was quite lovely. Don't give up
my first journal. Hi I'm mistress muse and I am dominant to my wolf.
If there is one thing that being on the scene has taught me, it would be to never give up.
I spent so long in fruitless vanilla relationships that although, true, filled with love and all the nice things that people claim to experience in these things it also carried with it a weight.
It was like a brick in my chest, a wrong feeling, an alone feeling, a dark hopeless feeling, a sinking if you will. Which in a way was true I was drowning I was drowning in self doubt I was drowning in a sea of misunderstandings and depravity.
The love I craved seemed so taboo it almost seemed impossible to obtain. I may have been looking in the wrong places but even kinky people I've known for years on the scene would often look baffled if I piped up some of my perversions.
I then met someone I had known in a completely vanilla setting... So vanilla in fact even he hadn't really noticed me before... a friend who knew of his kinks thought we would be quite suited. Looking back now I find it amusing that both him and I scoffed at the idea but Kinky curiosity got the better of us. There was this feeling everytime we spoke... A feeling of understanding... A good feeling... A weightless feeling soon combined with a feeling of want. I wanted this man... I was fucking getting him.
On the scene for years he has been known as z3ro (zero) but ladies gents and pets let me tell you this he is anything but a zero so from the very beginning I have refused to use this name for him. He became my Wølf, my alpha bitch, my sub, my friend, my mirror and my PARTNER. I have used this term quite freely in the past but with him it's different. He is my partner in crime he is my play partner he is my intellectual chewing gum. He turns my head and the way my brain works.
I never thought it was possible to find someone to just get me and be able to match my sadistic evil streak. To find someone on the same interlectual level as me. For me to find someone just as twisted as me. For this I am grateful and this is why my wisdom(me) for the day is this....
JUST DON'T GIVE UP Gloomy weather hits me hard sometimes. (That's one.) I don't like getting wet. (That's two.) I would rather be napping on the couch with my dog. Truth be told, most days, rain or shine, I would say the same. The comforts of home draw me in like nothing else. Especially on rainy days. I used to date someone who would tell me to be careful not to melt when I left the house. My frame of reference made me think he was calling me a witch, and I wasn't sure what to make of that the first time it happened. Once I understood it was because he thought I was so sweet I must be made of sugar, well, that made the rain a little more bearable. I miss that sentiment on days like today. From time to time I am asked what I'm looking for. I haven't specified in my profile, and from what I'm told my description doesn't really fit in around here. Nor does my writing. I'm going to talk about the collective you, not specifically you, dear reader. Clearly you are the exception.
I have been here long enough to see that most people fit into boxes. The fantasy life they won't ever live because they are afraid or established or stuck. The fantasy life they won't ever live because they aren't successful with relationships in their real lives so they look for extremes here to counter that. The exploiting for sex and excitement. The genuine living this life out in the world and here to meet like minded people. The watchers.
Here's the unpopular part, remember that you like me. I think we're all messed up to some degree and that's why we're here instead of talking to someone face to face. This isn't the place for emotionally healthy people. This is that dive bar on the shady side of town you hope no one sees you walk into that's full of regret but it makes you forget for a while. And I'm in here, too. I'm not looking for someone to take me home. I just want to swap stories and laughter. I don't think what I'm really looking for is here, but in the moment I'm all for the entertainment when an interesting conversation heads my way. Everything good starts with a conversation, even if it doesn't turn out the way you hoped. I'm happy to be pleasantly surprised, but I fully expect to walk out of this bar alone. Exciting news. Goddess Tabitha and I have started sketching out my brand. I have asked for years to be marked as property and she agrees that, after almost ten years at her feet, it's time to mark me for life.Looking for ideas, nothing boring. Yes, I know it's not a tatoo but I understand that brands can be intricate and detailed, muchg more than the bdsm circle. I'm thinking a butterfly in chains or with it's wings pinned.All thoughts welcome
Well, it seems journals are working again!
Please don't ask me for meaningless play, or suggest I have an interest in you showing up now and then. I'm only interested in a real and whole relationship IN PERSON. I am the real thing, like some men seem to want... a lifestyle slave who is also intelligent and capable. I'm not moving, I own a large and lovely home that I have put a ton of money into customizing. I am only interested in a LOCAL loving dominant male who will make feel safe, and allow me to give myself to him as much as I am able, and not regret it. Yes, the "L" word. I want so much to put down my sword and shield.
I'm an older lady now, so what I can do physically is limited. But I can still do quite a bit of the things that work for me, and if you have fet or alt you can see faceless pics of me and my dungeon. But mostly, I want a loving strong man who can be in charge and not make me regret it. Is that You?
Right now, I am healing emotionally from giving myself entirely to someone who represented he wanted to be my Master, and then decided that being Jimminy cricket was more his style. If I were younger, I would take a few years off like I used to to heal, but I don't have that luxury now. So I have to get back in the pool.
My wound is very close to being healed finally.
It is ..2 cm less than 1/8 of an inch open.
Bought a new hoyer pad so I can be out of bed more
Have another one coming today to it's always good to have more than 1 A sissy does not get to decide if it will have sex, with whom it will have sex, where it will have sex, when it will have sex or how it will have sex.
In fact, a sissy doesn’t “have sex”.
A sissy is USED for sex.
All fagged up in women’s stockings, women’s lingerie and makeup it is a kind of sexual prop to be used by men - real men - to bang up and relieve themselves in or on, when, how and where they choose.
When the man is finished with it, it is discarded, like a used condom, awash with his fluids, whimpering away pathetically in all it emasculation in stockings and girlie shit. Well, SOMETHING WENT WRONG WITH MY MESSAGING ON COLLARSPACE FOR ME: I GOT SUSPENDED, CUT OFF FOR SOME REASON UNSECIFIED (A SUGGESTION OF VIOLATION OF SOME UNSPECIFIED RULE). Now I have been here qute some time , a few years, and never blocked before. Cant figure why or why actually, just general statement about "violation of terms of use", but no specifics.. I guess all I can do is wait to see what management of Collarspace says, if and when they say anything to me. So, if you are in correspondence with me or desire to be, try to send message if you wish, Dont know it they will let me get to it.
With Respect and appreciation :
dachastesub Tripping at the first hurdle isn't getting old, it has been old. So let me explain how this goes. If you contact me and express interest, I'm going to hold you to it. I'm going to start checking your service mindset right away. I'm going to ask boring non sexual questions about your interest. I shouldn't have to repeat a question when you have stated this dynamic is something you want.
You can think it's funny or strange, but you're being held to the example set by people who have gone from online interest to real service in the past. Why should I adjust my expectations for you to lower the bar for standards you're unwilling to meet. Hmm... a journal entry, eh? Not quite sure what to say here... or even if this thing works. Let alone if anyone out there will read this.
Let's just start with a basic confession: I love sex, and I like it rough. I have had fantasies about being raped ever since I a girl. Of course back then, those fantasies were pretty tame. Mostly being captured by a villian who would tie me up and keep me in his dungeon where he would, G, try to kiss me! As I got older the fantasies became... how say I say it.. more graphic... The more I think about it, the more I realize that my rape fantasies pretty much follow a basic pattern: I'm out and about... It's night... I'm alone... and I find myself in a bad situation... and then one or more (usually more) tough looking guys show up and start getting into my person space, then they start trash talking and insulting me, then they start touching me and pushing me around. Naturally I resist and try to get away, I usually am able to run away for a bit then they catch me again. after that, they usually rip off all my clothes, hold me down, and have there way with me... The specific details change, but that's the basic formula...
We'll see who reads this...
Catch ya later,
subMeghan So about 6 months ago 7 months ago I got pregnant with the love of my life's child he left me a week before I found out try to work things out with him he didn't want that so I'm moving on and dealing with the hormonal emotions of being pregnant being alone but there's nothing I can do about it we all make our choices I'm kind of glad he's gone though some days and then there's other days I wish he could experience it with me cuz to me growing life is fascinating and feeling him kick me is pretty freaking cool I mean sometimes side effaspects are interesting others it's like the f*** why did I do this to myself but it is what it is as long as my little scrap is healthy that's all I care about I updated my profile so goodness knows how long it'll be before it's visible again.
Feeling lonely and needy tonight. Desperately wanting someone in my life. Ultimately, I know that's up to me and that I've probably blown more opportunities than not, but I suppose all I can do is keep going. I've been single for over a year and questioning a lot of what I want... I worry that my past trauma influences my decisions today and yet I still long to be ruled and to serve a Lady with all my mind, heart, and soul. Long weekends are the worst. So much time…alone. I fear I don't do so well left to my own devices once the chores are done. Last Memorial day weekend I had resolved to take a bit of a break from all of...this. No stories. No shaving my body. No practicing submissive postures. Focus on the real, stop endlessly daydreaming of submission.
It's been the entire summer now. I don't feel any better. I've not suddenly found a partner in life. I've not been any more or less productive than before. In fact, today, I'm about out of my mind. My natural body hair has returned and somehow it makes me feel….dirty. I miss the way clothing felt against my skin. I miss the ritual of shaving everything. Of imagining I was doing it for my Owner. Of taking some action in the real world that confirmed my nature and my deepest desires.
Will I always be this…stuck? This alone? Is there any hope that, one day, I might find someone who will want me for everything I am? Who can accept this terrible and inescapable desire to kneel? To be used? I made the choice to move , based on my father's needs, my needs and a better life.
At 98, my father started back tracking and my niece gate keeping. I had pretty much given up on his moving into the cottage.
Now I am scrambling to get it all ready for his " visit ".
He will be checking it out, and then deciding if he wants to stay.
Meanwhile I'm finding furniture , overseeing a contractor, landscaping and gardening, while simultaneously driving all over to pick things up.
My things are still in boxes and I have a million balls in the air.
Tony an I haven't seen each other since May 6th, and we're missing each other terribly.
I love him and want to be with him.
Siiiigh.
M. "Switch"? ~ What it Means Pertaining to Me
I am not "a Domme" or "a sub", and definitely not a slave. I am a free woman with a generally dominant personality, who lives by Gorean principles and philosophies in real life, and also engages in BDSM activities. I tend to be "toppy" toward those on the more submissive end of the continuum, though I do usually at least defer to free men, and will conditionally submit to those I deem worthy of such. Apparently, the "switch" moniker is very confusing to some people, so I will go into detail here about what it does - and doesn't - mean, in my case. We'll start with the "doesn'ts", since those seem to be the most oft misunderstood.
"Switch" does NOT mean:
I go back and forth from free to slave.
It's a BDSM activity preference - not an indication of status. I am free. Period. Submitting to certain men or enjoying bottoming for some activities does not make me "a sub". It just means I enjoy a variety of activities, and that I am a woman who embraces natural order, so tend to show submissive traits in the presence of strong, dominant, free men, despite my mostly dominant personality.
I will do/be/play whatever role you are seeking
I'm not a fetish dispenser! Do not treat me like one.
my role within any specific D/s dynamic is flexible
It isn't. The boss is the boss, and stays the boss. The FC/sub/beta/slave/whatever s-type obeys.
I "switch" between being/identifying as dominant or submissive depending on my mood, the day, the phase of the moon, or any other whims.
I do not. I am simply who and what I am. I relate to others depending on their place on the spectrum of dominance and submission as compared to mine, and, as appropriate, their status or rank as compared to mine.
"Switch DOES mean (for me)
I enjoy both "topping" and "bottoming" in BDSM activities/scenes, regardless of D/s involvement (or lack thereof) at various times and with different people.
I respond in different ways to different people or types of people - Some people trip the dominant trigger, some trip the submission trigger, and some people do neither. That's just the way I'm wired. Telling me what I "should" do, or trying to demand, cajole, whine, bitch, or otherwise manipulate me into relating to you in your desired manner will backfire. Badly!
For a more in-depth look at the topic...
The word, "switch", for me, is only a label for convenience. It doesn't encapsulate who or what I AM. I am a strong woman with a dominant personality and submissive tendencies. I believe in the natural order of things (more on that in a future post), and that D/s is not a clear cut, either/or sort of thing. Rather, dominance and submission are character traits on a continuum, which vary from person to person, with every person falling somewhere on the scale, creating somewhat of a hierarchy. That means that a single person may be submissive or subordinate to some, whilst outranking or being dominant to others, at the same time. It was recently compared by someone in a discussion to that of a wolf pack. I tend to agree with that allegory. A pack will have an alpha male and, generally, an alpha female. The alpha female is the boss bitch, and she is dominant over the rest of the pack, but, she is still submissive to the alpha male, with whom the buck stops. She is still very much free to do as she wishes, and no one had best mess with her unless they are ready and willing to attempt to fight her, and potentially her mate, but she yields to him, because it is how they are biologically wired. The same is true, I believe, with humans. Another comparison is that to serving in the Armed Forces. A Drill Instructor is God to the recruits in their platoon, but if an Officer is on deck, that same Sgt. (or whatever) damn well better snap to attention and salute along with those recruits, and the C.O. (Commanding Officer) merits same from all of the aforementioned, going on up the chain of command right up to the Commandant, and then the Commander in Chief himself. In neither of those comparisons, does an individual bounce between two or more separate "roles". They occupy their given role, and interact with others and the rest of the world accordingly, depending on those others' respective roles. They don't have to transition from one "mindset" to another, because they know their place in the larger scheme of things, and everything just flows naturally from there. It is simply a fact that there are more than two "ranks" in life, and in nature. I will not separate out my dominant and submissive traits into separate "personas". They are not. I am me. I am a whole, integrated, complete person, with many different facets. I choose to embrace that. Neither will I "dumb down", pretend to be less than, submit, or pretend to submit to anyone, simply by virtue of their gender, status, or because they claim a certain title or position. I will start out being respectful to others, and will defer, to a degree, and maintain a submissive attitude with free men as long as they don't give me reason to do otherwise. From there, they will either earn my respect, and the added deference that may accompany it, or they will earn... something less, and I will do my best to at least remain civil, so long as they can avoid pushing me too far. Do not mistake a respectful demeanor, good manners, polite deference, or knowing my place in the natural order of things for outright submission. There is a distinct difference, and making assumptions is an unwise idea.
If you demand, expect, or require any of the above or if you have any demands at all, then you cannot be a slave. I suggest you re-think what it is you want. Then you, the submissive seek a nice Dominant who you can share the fantasy that you are a slave with. I am sure that once you agreed on terms, you will have the time of your life!!!!
Now: slaves don't get vacation, 'personal' days or 'time off' for being sick. Well, they can ONLY IF they are granted such by their Owner.
However, they have NO entitlement to such things. As a real slave you will be expected to (and here's the shocking part) actually be a slave. I know - that's just so crazy, huh?
A real slave is expected to be a slave 24/7/365. This is why slavery, real slavery, is not for everyone; or even most people for that matter.
If you are thinking: "Hey, I want to be a slave."
But you do want recognition for your service, you want to be rewarded for your efforts, you want to be treated with 'fairness', you want some variety or flavor of “equality”, respect, compassion and appreciation, then you want something other than real slavery.
What you are probably looking for is to Role-Play the part of a slave in an OTS (Other Than Slave) relationship which is great and you will definitely enjoy it with the right partner.
Similarly:
Ownership is neither a simple nor a small undertaking, beware!
An Owner assumes total responsibility for the health and well being of their slave(s).
- Some Owners love to train their property, others do not.
- Some Owner choose to have a love relation with their slave, others do not.
- Some Owners love to micro manage their property while others do not.
- Some Owners enjoy the acts of bathing, grooming, feeding, clothing, and housing their property while others do not.
No matter which aspects of Ownership you may enjoy, every aspect of a slave is your complete responsibility.
Here is a listing of the bare minimal requirements that an Owner MUST attend to, in order to maintain their slave(s):
A. Housing:
A slave requires a 'dry' living space with protection from the weather, where the temperature will be reasonable to live in.
B. Bathing and Grooming:
For health and sanitary reasons, a slave must be fully cleansed at least once per week. Whether you provide access to a shower or simply run a garden hose, the slave still must be washed, regularly. The dental care and sight of a slave are also very important for obvious reasons.
C. Feeding:
A slave must be fed on a regular basis; to maintain good health in your slave, a balanced diet of nutritional foods and plenty of water must be provided by you for your slave.
D. Physical Health:
Sun, conditioning and training a slave is one important thing, but you will incur substantial medical costs if the general health and welfare of your slave(s) are not consistently kept in mind.
An Owner must acquire more than a cursory, basic knowledge in First Aid if Owner is Sadist.
An Owner must, in fact, be prepared to handle a wide variety of physical maladies and to do proper reading regarding long term consequences of the activities he submits it's slave to.
Owning a slave is difficult, demanding and stressful. As owner, you may forget relaxation, privacy or spontaneity for a long time and be prepared to make sacrifices before your slave will be anything close to your target.
The Dancing Warrior:
In the temple's silent embrace he stands, A martial artist, guided by ancient strands. His spirit whispers in the fragrant breeze, A tale of dedication, shaped by kung-fu keys.
In dawn's quiet dance, his journey begins, Mind, body, and soul, entwined, he spins. Through the flowing forms, a symphony unfolds, A canvas of discipline, as history beholds.
With each stance, a story etched in the air, The echoes of wisdom, the stillness will share. His mind, a tranquil lake reflecting the moon, Absorbs the teachings, a harmonious tune.
Body sculpted by the dance of swift kicks, Precision and power, a blend that clicks. Muscles, like poetry, weave tales of might, A warrior's silhouette, embracing the night.
Soul, the furnace where courage is refined, Embracing shadows, where fears are confined. In the stillness, he finds his inner voice, A choice made daily, to rejoice.
Through trials and triumphs, his spirit ascends, A journey of mastery that never bends. Kung-fu, the language his essence speaks, A tapestry of strength, resilience, and peaks.
In the dojo's sanctuary, he bows with grace, A warrior-poet in this sacred space. For in the art of kung-fu, he finds his rhyme, A lifelong dedication, transcending space and time. I recently came to a realization. I'm seeking a gent to enjoy "D/s dating". Here's the sequence I see for this experience:
**We type to see if we want to talk.
**We talk to see if we want to have lunch.
**As we spend time together, you may feel waves of submission. I may feel urges to have My way with you. We may decide to spend some personal time together at My place.
**Together we would each discover the desired frequency and duration of our "dates". I recently made a fabulous email connection with someone. We met in person and even had a negotiation date, all the while exchanging intimate, connecting emails at least daily. We met for a play date and somehow didn't connect. It's weeks later and I have been essentially ghosted after one apologetic I don't know where we stand email.
It amazes me that someone who spent so much time emailing me and connecting with me thinks so little of me that she can't be honest and say this isn't going to work.
The only thing worse than being ghosted is being ghosted by someone who said I will never ghost you. It is nice to have the journal back.
Nothing changes here does it?
Same people and same photos
Same photos and different people. Some younger than they were before!!. some on the other side of the world to previously.
But it is good to have it back I worded it so well to a friend today... It really sums it up.
I am not submissive by nature, I am submissive because I find pleasure in it.
I need to be made to do it...
I need someone who cuts through my sh!t.
I need the person who doesn't let me run circles around them mentally, outsmarting them with my manipulations...
I need to be pissed off because I lost the mental battle and broken because of the consequences I make for myself.
I need to be made to face the consequences once in awhile. Many folks talk about the importance of watching for red flags when searching for a Domme. In truth there are red flags a Domme must watch out for when interacting with a sub. See some below:
-Claims they have no limits
-Pressures the Dominant into playing in ways that violate their personal limits.
-Shows no care or concern for the dominants wants/needs
-Insists on playing with no safe word
-Only talking to the Dominant when they are horny
-Making threats of doing something drastic if the Dominant leaves or does not talk to them
-Calling the dominant names or honorifics without their consent
-Insists on playing with you when they barely know anything about you
-Demanding money or gifts.
If you think of other red flags to add, please let me know.
Since I've gotten a lot of inquiries from Men, let me make it clear; You must be within the NYC metro area or close (Jersey, PA, Connecticut) I am open to being a sissy slave for the right man, perhaps even the potential to become my Master in a long term relationship.
I'm into men who have experience in handling a sissy, and I'm interested in exploring pony/puppy play.
My prefence in a potential Master is a large man who is aged 45-55..In a potential Master, I like darker Men who are naturally hairy..
Also a Master who has experience in bondage and is able to properly tie me up whether it's with ropes or chains. He would also lock me in chastity as his sissy slave and have me yearning to take his cock in either hole on demand. I am looking forward to my local Essex munch on the 20th June, meanwhile time to get the garden tidy for a barbecue. A nice strong experienced service submissive to cut the lawn and take the grass to my green bin for collection would be useful. I miss Servants4u.co.uk for that, there were some authentic service sub regulars on there. When the site closed without notice due to funding issues there wasn't any way to contact the useful men to attend and be useful.
Meanwhile I am looking for a new pair of wedge flip flops and black leather winter boots - any links send to my fetlife profile as links here get eaten by the crawling software.
Long Term Woman Boss Relationship
I find it bizarre that guys do not want long term Woman Boss Relationships and only seek short term play hook ups. Meanwhile I am a busy author so I will continue with my projaspects. I consider Myself an Equalitarian: One who controls by teaching, mentoring, and leading.
If you genuinely want to become your best self; are willing and able to invest the time and do what's asked of you; then let Me know. Don't waste either of O/our time with games. time to make something clear
Yes. I am seeking what my profile states
Also that person needs to be someone I can
enjoy in vanilla life with
Ĺike dancing karaoke dinning out movies
nothing are a few
Yet knowing the undying factor that she is still
my total slave any Mistresses or Dom wife's that have a sissy they think needs interaction or exposure to a Male send ME a message. maybe I can visit and make her feel very small and femme.
tammy, eager to talk to you...
any women who feel they need a good spankiing or whipping I would do that too.
also, a sissy contacting ME should have a sissy/femme name.....
a sissy contacting ME, especially regularly contacting ME should be wearing a plug. DB Looking for a connection with someone who hasn't logged in since 2014?
Just looking for Friends Only but would love pages and pages of profiles whose last login is 3 years ago, 10 years ago, or more?
Don't worry! We at CollarsSpace have you covered too!
Just click on "Local Users" and you'll find page after page of profiles that haven't been logged into since 2019, since 2014, since 2010 or even since the first decade of the century! Yes there's profiles not used since 2005 and we'll make sure to disproportionately feature them extra prominently! Oh shucks, you're quite welcome..
But kidding aside folks:
It didn't used to be this way until a couple of years ago, when this started..Before that time, not that many years ago, the Local Users page was not this way, and worked fine.
If it's on purpose to "protect people" from getting a huge amount of email the first week then they could just remove the section. Pretty sure that some do not need or want that 'protection' but if that was the goal, then they could remove the section, so seems to be a software issue. No, it's not random dates, either, it changed radically at some point, from a mix of Last Online dates as you'd expect, and mostly not that long ago, to very heavily tilted to like 95 percent of profiles shown (probably more, the exceptions are quite rare) being those that haven't been used for many, many years.
Anyone have insight into the minds or intentions of the administrators, or the situation they are in? I'm using this to vent.
I am very frustrated and depressed.
In the month of August I've had two deaths and I had to put down my 3 pound baby girl, Mulligan.
.on top of this I have had a 100.00 increase in my rent. It is killing me,
For I'm being priced out of my home and area.
I have been looking for a place to live, or purchase, but I don't have a lot of options. Presently in the DC metro area, and
I cannot afford anything here.
At 63 almost 64 , this is not where I invisioned myself. And yes it
Is a crappy place to be.
I'm feeling very down.
Hilarious
The amount of people on here who talk to you like your already best mates, meeting down the pub for a drink after a hard days grind at work is in my opinion ridiculous
If your going to upen a conversation, drop the "how are you" pleasantries and just spit out what you want.
Not everyone is here just to have sex with you, we're not mind readers and when we ask the "What do you want" question and get blanked, do you actually think that makes a great impression? Oh no sacrilege, I used the banned word.......... banned in the male brain that is
THINK Just a note for the clueless people telling me that my interests are masochistic in nature:
You're telling me directly, that you have NFI what sensation play is, that you do not have as much experience as you are claiming and that you are happier to "correct" me than to do your own learning to improve yourself.
That is not a great iimpression. At all.
Do not be disrespectful in your approach to me, I do not have the patience to tolerate the ego of an undereducated Dom and we both know you would never speak to people you actually want to talk to, the way you think you can speak to me.
To the rest, thank you for being the standard to hold others to. Our profile needs an update so I'll be doing so in our journal, updating the actual profile can put your page out of commission for an undetermined amount of time.
We are both white collar professionals is our fields of business.
We don't do drugs, recreational or otherwise
We have no children, criminal records, mental heath issues or personal problems that may pose any threats
We are only interested in women
Only interested in long term As promised, here is a copy of your BDSMTest result with ID uZkZThzx100% Degradee100% Rope bunny100% Submissive99% Voyeur93% Exhibitionist92% Pet92% Slave85% Masochist80% Experimentalist70% Primal (Prey)59% Non-monogamist30% Vanilla9% Brat4% Primal (Hunter)0% Daddy/Mommy0% Rigger0% Ageplayer0% Brat tamer0% Degrader0% Dominant0% Little0% Master/Mistress0% Owner0% Sadist0% SwitchYou can also view it online at https://bdsmtest.org/r/uZkZThzx?lang=ENI am not a slave master and not interested in slaves. Read my profile again. I am not here to please you and your desires. Once again, read my profile.
Examples of pro Domme services:Asking if I like pegging or doing anything to your penis or butthole. I don't know you sir. Why would I want to do anything for you?Asking to be used or femininzed. Not sure how I can use someone I don't know. People charge for feminization services, find a pro.
Also, dudes with the oneliners for intros, blocked! Save those for your vanilla interactions. Competition is steep out here. Good luck or F*ck off! Either way, I don't care. Block my profile now if you don't like it.
I'm addIng this more so I remember it than anything else.
I'm not used to being afraid.
Death was never really a deterrent... He'll between the ages of 18 and 25 I was actively trying to get myself killed. I've walked through Cabrini Green at midnight, stood and taunted a guy shooting at me because he was to drunk to be acurate. I was on a first name basis with the cops in three counties by the time I was 21. Just adding that for context.
After my fall I was chained to a hospital bed for months. The old age home I went to just exuded a miasma of death. I had nothing to do but watch TV. I didn't even own a TV at the time. The worst part was not being able to use the bathroom.
Now I get panic attacks thinking about it. I'm not worried about being killed but I'm terrified of being a quadriplegic. I can't read books or watch TV that includes guys in that condition. Being trapped in jail seems to get to me as well. Just being unable to move around or take a shower when I need it.
I am not used to this. So I begin this new year still seeking a sub who is sane and not so self-absorbed to believe that I would drop all that I am doing to cater to his fetish du jour. Why do guys think that I am going to stop what I am doing to peg them if I am not really into pegging anymore? Or that I want to spend hours talking to some dude 5 states away about it when they aren't here? I don't want to get into an internet thing with some dude I want to find someone who can actually play who is here not someone jacking off by themselves in their mother's basement or some dude sneaking away from the wife long enough to get hard so that he can finally fuck her so that she will shut up.
I think the hardest part of all of this is how I can't seem to find what it is that I thought would be fairly easy to find. A pretty guy who is sane enough to want to explore his bounderies and still be able to fuck. But that has proven to be rare enough. Meh. Maybe my need to actually like a sub is my problem. I am not into using people and I am not really into broken people so that leaves a lot of men on the table. And shit, let us not get started on the women.
I know we all have our baggage but don't bring that shit to the session. I am not a therapist or your mother. I just want to have fun too. And digging through your emotional shit is exhausting.
PUNISHMENT
Punishment in BDSM is a consensual practice between adults who engage in relationships of domination and submission. However, it is important to remember that BDSM is based on the principle of safety, consensuality, and respect. Before engaging in any type of punishment game, it's critical to set clear boundaries and communicate openly and honestly with your partner.
In the context of BDSM, punishment can be used as a form of erotic play and can range from mild physical punishment, such as whipping or whipping, to psychological punishment, such as verbal humiliation or deprivation of certain pleasures. The purpose of punishment can be recreational, to generate sexual arousal, or as a way to reinforce roles of dominance and submission within the relationship.
It is important to note that punishment in the context of BDSM must always be consensual and negotiated in advance between the parties involved. Both parties should agree on boundaries, and safety signs, and establish a safe word to stop the activity if necessary. In addition, it is essential that punishment is carried out safely and permanent injury or damage is avoided.
Remember that BDSM is based on consent and mutual respect, so it's critical to maintain open communication with your partner and make sure both parties enjoy and feel safe during any punishment game. It is always advisable to educate yourself about BDSM practices, seeks reliable information, and consult with experienced people in the community before embarking on these types of activities. Hey everone
I'm looking for a coffee partner here in NYC to talk about life , the world and kink. This does not have to be sexual get together , I would rather someone in the lifestyle who wants to hang. It can be or turn physical but that would be a happy coincidence.
I will repeat a few things just to be clear , I'm recently out of an M/s , S&M relationships and I'm still adjusting to that.
fews things :
1) not seeking one offs ( guys you know who you are ) , nor am I looking for someth permanent. 2) I'm queer folk, I like everyone and will talk to adivse and befriend almost anyone, but if I tell you I don't want to talk take a hint .
3) no kids, no scart , no diapers.
4) please have the courage and means to make a meeting happen; don't waste our time .
A dominant of the older schools now living in central Florida. I accept only true submission and treasure the gift of that submission. I was schooled by older masters and participated at table in the great gatherings of the northeast. I now seek a full time live slave or submissive. If you are a true submissive and desire to extend your horizons in the lifestyle. Msg me and we can discuss our compatibility. Not wanting a Daddy.
Don't need a Trainer.
Not interested in a Protector either. I'm not a damsel in distress here...Eyeroll
I desire a Leader, a Leader that I can trust in and put my faith in to FOLLOW...Werewolves make fabulous Leaders, I hear. Lol
Just saying!
The Bench of Despair
Not every play party I go to has the equipment I need to do my usual scene. I've been tied to crosses and Spanish horses which can be fun. I went to one dungeon and ended up doing a scene on this unusual bondage bench. This one was tall and was meant for a bottom to lean over it and be tied to it. You could say it was a spanking bench. When I saw it I imagined myself being tied to it in a back bend position instead. The scene was so hot I found the guy who made it and ordered one for me. I called it, The Bench of Despair.
I kept it in my bedroom. It a wooden bench with a black leather covered top. There were eyebolts on the legs arranged so that any size person could be tied to it. I loved it because the top was long enough so that when I laid on it I was supported from my ass to the middle of my back. So when I did a scene on it I was tied to it in a back bend. And because it was a tall bench that meant that when I was on it, I was in the perfect position for my mouth and pussy to be used at the same time by two tops.
It is a lot of fun to be tied up in a back bend on it. I've had hot wax dropped on my stomach. I've had zippers put on me. I've been flogged on it. I would be totally immobile and helpless. I've had many tops use me on that thing. But there was one drawback.
The human body is not made to be stretched backwards like that for a long time. I'm a strong girl with a six pack. I'm athletic and flexible. But after a long time in that position your body gets used to it and you're frozen that way. I literally am not able to get off that thing without help. I've had people watch me do a scene on it and oh wow that looks hot I want to try that. But when the scene is over and I look like I'm paralyzed they change their minds.
You read people's journals and profiles and you read that some slaves and subs fantasize about being in bondage for long periods of time and as someone who had that same fantasy let me say this. It's a fantasy. The human body is not made for permanent bondage or long periods of torture. You think you can be tied spread eagle to a bed or other position for the night?
Prove me wrong.
As a Dominant Sadist Woman I solely have interest in Slaves long term. Whether as service Slaves, where he only touches my boot in a hello kiss, and does useful things long term. (Not much physical contact) to Property where I have control of him out of play time and the bedroom. Chastity is boring but if you don't tell me about it, you may wear it as a service Slave.
Don't bother if you are not a Slave or Submissive with at least 2 years experience and drive.
Any other messages from those not Slave or Submissive will be deleted unread. My Heart Is a Lighthouse
My heart is a lighthouse.Inside it, a light that never goes out.Even when dim, it sends its signal —a soft pulse across the waves,trusting someone is out there,sailing slowly but surely toward me.They hold the key to the door.And when they arrive,they’ll know it was always theirs.
Sacred Intimacy: The Art of Birthing Orgasm in the Union of Dominance and Submission
i had previous mentioned in another post that i had an upcoming writing about when a dominant man and a submissive woman come together in a sexual nature in a sacred sexuality focus. and specifically when the man uses that dominant qualities in him to lead her into the experience with the goal of birthing her orgasms from start to finish. be it one or multiple. and how this isn't the same popular orgasm control discussions in the non sacred sexuality bdsm community or whatever porn is going on that i don't know about. well this is that post.
i usually add a bunch of visuals to both break up the text, put in an added layer of energy, and to add emphasis to my words..but i'm being called by spirit this moon day of emotions to let the words speak for themselves this time.
i said that this one is a juicy topic both figuratively and literally. except for a lot of people who might think this is something they are interested in, it will probably turn a lot of the men off. and will turn some submissive women away.
there's vanilla sex, kinky sex, bdsm power dynamic sex, creative/artistic sex, and then there's sacred sexuality. and everyone loves the part of sacred sexuality that promises full body head to toe orgasams. everyone loves the promise of multiple orgasms, especially for the fact that for a lot of times it's the first time a man is hearing he too is capable of doing it. a lot are into or can wrap their head around the semen retention for more vitality, and powerful orgasms when he chooses to do so. and everyone loves the idea of having levels of pleasure and egoic ideas of being able to say that they are a tantrika or a tantrini or their ability to confidently tell all the crazy pretzel postures and positions they get into with ease. but this subject of birthing an orgasm both on the individual level and as a couple is something people think they want, but a lot don't truly want. of course there is puja as well and can also happen beyond two people and a group of however big you want to try to do so. usually from what i've experienced and noticed it doesn't really work that well after a certain amount which is why it's sacred sexuality vs. a kinky orgy situation. but my focus has always been the woman alone, or the woman and man in a submissive woman and dominant man perspective. that is my soul lineage/shard/fracture that i'm focusing on.
being a woman and not having a penis, i've never felt called or aligned or challenged to talk about this from the individual man's perspective, or the man's perspective. there are many woman in this field of mine that do. the first 10 years of my writings was focused on the power of sacred sexuality when taken into the woman's own hands. i've recently been focused on my writing specifically in regards to the in tandem dynamic of the synergy and energy going on in relationship.
while any archetype of energy signature/personality/essence/role/identity of men can choose and step up to take on the role of birthing a woman's orgasm consciously my focus is again is for the dominant man who is doing this.
to ease into it, just like you need to ease into the actual act i wanted to clarify on what i meant earlier about how this is seperate from what the lifestyle community and terminology commonly uses as the understanding of the kink or definition of orgasm control..and how this different understanding can open a whole new way of operating using this term.
nowadays when a man says they are into orgasm control and a woman is either literally into it, which is honestly men very very rare in the long term and outside of the idea of it, or willingly goes about it due to her submissive and slave tendences they are meaning the following. the woman gets her sexual energy to rise, and is not able to release to peak orgasm without the approval of the man. usually the man then does nothing to guide, direct, control, hold, use the energetic masculine force of action physically or in other forms, or take charge of how it happens. it usually turns into a game of red light green light. he simply tells her usually no. no no, until yes. some of them will simply want you to ask and then they'll say yes after hearing it. a lot of the men see this as a form of domination and control. they think the power is having a woman at the peak of completion and creation in their hands. and tell her yes or no is the ultimate way of showing her obedience and his mastery. over my adult life as a naturally submissive and slave woman trying to find my owner, an intellectualizing mystic who as in all areas of my life want to fully absorb whatever it is i do learning/hearing/experiencing/discussing with others who are like me be it lifestyle or just the natural born ones who do not engage in the community themselves, and observing the changes over time with the ebb and flow of the community at large i've heard and seen many men explain how and why this concept of orgasm control works for them and what it does for them.
i see this understanding as a misnomer. it feels like a very passive act. a way for the man to step outside of the emotions, feelings, and inner world of what he is truly awakening in the woman. he excites something deep inside of her, and especially for women like me of the same soul shard/lineage/fracture that are submissive sexual little girls....the depths of what they unlock in this sexual dance is something magnificent. and then to step out and simply tell her yes, no, wait, teetering into orgasm denial as well which debatable if they are the same thing nowadays in the community of like minded/energetic people moves him from something active to something passive. he's no longer in the sauce with her and it becomes a seperate, disassociated, and blocked version of intimacy. with him more of a director in a chamber or behind a launch room...and her on display.
it goes back to the understanding that in life there is always levels. and this seems to be a very beginner level of domination and unfortunately where most tend to get off. even those who claim and can back up some type of experience of doing this for decades. hence the difference between non vanilla sex and sacred sexuality. and even then, there are plenty of men who step off before getting here.
let's look into some definitions of the word dominant:
a: commanding, controlling, or prevailing over all others
b: very important, powerful, or successful
2**:** overlooking and commanding from a superior position
this can harken back to leadership styles because as with everything, when we go deeper into sexuality we see if we go beyond the surface of touch, energy rise, frustration non orgasm end or poof some type of orgasm satisfaction to be determined and retraction the landscape of sex both individually or with another person operates similar to the nonsexual discussion of engaging with life as well.
there are leaders that simply bark out orders, and there are leaders that lead by action by doing and are in the thick of whatever the project is. and often the most successful leaders with the most engaged team and 'minions' are the ones that experience directly the superiority through doing and excelling and the willingness to try that the leader shows by doing next to them.
if i was to reoriente that term of orgasm control, it would be the man who is actually engaging with her body, mind, soul, and energy from start TO finish. not necessarily telling her simply yes or no, but similar to a conductor using his bod Piercings
Piercings can be incorporated into BDSM play as a form of body modification and enhancement of sensory experiences. However, it's important to note that piercings are a personal choice, and engaging in any BDSM activities involving piercings should be based on informed consent, safety, and proper aftercare. Here are some points to consider:
1. Informed Consent: Consent is vital in any BDSM activity, including piercing play. All participants should have a clear understanding of the risks, implications, and intentions behind the piercing. Open and honest communication is crucial to ensure that everyone involved is comfortable, informed, and consents willingly to the activity.
2. Safety and Hygiene: If piercings are involved in BDSM play, it is essential to prioritize safety and hygiene. Sterilization of piercing equipment and following proper aftercare protocols are vital to minimize the risk of infection and other complications. It's advisable to consult a professional piercer who adheres to strict hygiene standards and has experience in BDSM-related piercings.
3. Sensation and Aesthetics: Piercings can provide unique sensations and aesthetic enhancements during BDSM play. They can be used as points of attachment for restraints or other bondage accessories, adding an element of control or vulnerability. Sensory play involving piercings, such as gentle tugging or stimulation, can also be explored within negotiated boundaries and consent.
4. Healing and Aftercare: It's important to consider the healing process and aftercare of piercings. Certain BDSM activities may put stress on freshly pierced areas, hindering the healing process. Adequate time should be allowed for healing before engaging in any activities that might disrupt or damage the piercing. Following proper aftercare instructions provided by a professional piercer is essential to minimize complications and promote healing.
5. Emotional and Psychological Impact: It's crucial to recognize that piercings can have emotional and psychological significance for individuals. Engaging in BDSM activities involving piercings requires understanding and respect for each participant's feelings and boundaries. Regular communication, check-ins, and aftercare are essential to ensure the well-being and emotional support of all involved.
As with any BDSM practice, piercings should always be approached with caution, consent, and a focus on safety. Educating oneself, seeking guidance from professionals, and engaging in open communication with all participants are vital to creating a consensual and enjoyable experience. Survey Says?
What is your favorite thing to spank with and why?
What is the most common thing you spank with and why?
What is the most unique thing you have spanked with and where did it come from and how did you end up using it to spank with?
What is the most common infraction you spank for?
How frequently do you find your sub requires the correction? (Spankings or otherwise.)
Send your answers and I will do another journal entry with the answers. Update (February 2022): We wanted to make this change to our profile but based on how wonky it's been we're worried about it being down.
So we're still looking for everything listed in our profile and we're going to keep our old profile information because it's fun and tells you a lot about us.
That said, we're ready to embrace our breeding fantasies. I want an older man (younger if you're VERY dominant) to take me for the weekend, tie me up, and knock me up. When I walk into your house for the weekend, you take my clothes away, collar me, take my cell phone away, and use it to document my submission for my husband back home. Sunday night you send me home completely full. We're ready. This morning woke up feeling a bit more optimistic and feeling good about being back on this site after years of being away, and if not already met, think there is a real chance of meeting on this site a prospective female submissive or slave that will be a good fit for me and for her. Been in correspondence with a few sub's giving me some hopefulness that something real may develop between myself and one of them or another, eventually. Listening to some Baroque Music in background, some house work need be done todday, but I'm the only one here; do not feel like sweeping any of the basement floor today. Not happening. Probably same for tomorrow too.
Female slaves & submissive’s this older man could make good use of you, in numerous ways and the sooner the better. I posted new pics finally, and already the questions have begun. Answers :
1.Yes, it's me in the picture. And yes, I'm deliberately not showing my face .
2. The woman in the picture is a friend, and a great submissive. Yes, she's older.
3. Yes, I prefer mature women, and lean toward the bigger girls (any woman under 60 is a girl)
4.Why older? because at 68, I don't have a list of 30 & 40 year old young hotties yearing to be sub/slave to a Grandpa aged man. ( I would if I could!!)
I think that covers it until the next round of questions come in.
Lou
Ok. To answer a few questions.I am educated, with a Master's degree in psychology.My primary interest is erotic hypnosis and Relyfe programming.I actually do know what I am doing with it, and its effects are fascinating.
Looking for a bi female, petite build, who is looking for the same.
Total mental domination and TPE.
Not into games or just kinky play.Don't do hookups or 1 time play parties.
Looking for real connection for LTR.
If interested, I look forward to hearing from you. I think the question that I've been asked the most since my return is "Why are you here?" or its somewhat adjacent cousin "What are you looking for?"
To be honest, I've been missing a part of myself that I haven't engaged in some time. I've missed the community, the wide variety of ideas, the flavors and textures and smells of kink and fetish. I've missed the conversations, the munches, the play parties, the dungeons. In short, I've missed each and every one of you, even though we've never met.
So I'm back, for now at least. Don't be shy to strike up a conversation. After all, friendship is a great place to start. My Interests in the lifestyle: Hooked up to a goat milker and produce milk as well as being mounted. Recieving rimming, pussy worship, double penetration vagianally/anally, receiving vaginal fisting, intercourse, vagianally sex, possible bondage, wrists/ankle restrains, gags, hoods, denial of pleasure, receiving body worship, male bisexual, lactation, butt plugs, sensory deprivation, explore bondage, wax, fire, clothes pins, secret sex in public, tattoos, violet wand, flogging, fire, blindfolds, getting massages, shaving, romantic play, shaving me, bathing me Okay. Okay. I need to get some things off of my chest. Now that I have had some conversations, met a few people, I just want to say that I have standards and I would want my Dom to also be a person of standards. What do I mean by that? I make the effort to always be clean, smelling nice, looking pretty, etc. The bare minimum should be that my Dom takes some care of himself. I like when a man has taken the time to get a haircut,I like it when I can smell cologne on your skin, and after 11 years of trying to change a person, I realized that I indeed changed. We didn't want the same things and I got so tired of trying to convince someone to take care of themselveswhen I'm a fucking mess myself. Like, I need, absolutely crave Daddy but I haven't found him yet. If you're serious about something 24/7 and this is not strictly a kink for you, we might have some things in common. I've noticed some red flags one is that the people I was communicating with, they always want to be called Daddy and like, no. You're not my Dom, I don't know you like that, things take time to develop.
Also, if you're weird, Do not bother. For example, I'm not into pantyhose and for one person, that was a deal breaker. Good. Keep that shit away from me. I'm trying to find my perfect match on every level.
Also, I don't want your money, I have my own. It might not be a lot but I am not interested in any weird financial stuff. I'm trying to get my shit together in the real world.
And all I want is Daddy. I don't think anyone understands how fucking primal that urge has become for me. But please don't come on too strong. Give me time. I'm thinking about a normal conversation here, then on text. Then the phone. Then a video call. You see what I'm doing here? Look if things went well maybe I fly out for a fun weekend. I don't know but I'm open. I'm going to use an anecdote to give a little insight about what I like. It may be a little long but bear with me. I had a Dom/friend, he's in Arkansas now, we met at a party & his then GF was yelling at him & he was yelling at her. Was ruining the vibe so I told her to go upstairs, and took him outside. Went up stairs, chatted with her: She didn't like him talking to other girls. Stupid nagging problems. Went downstairs. Talked to him out in the alley. He didn't like that she slept with his friends when she was mad at him. Which sort of ticked me off. Anyway we chatted and he gave me an out of the blue kiss. Then next day all day sucking/fucking. He liked playing the XBox while getting head. Watching porn and getting head. And having someone to rub his feet, his back. I told him his ex GF was a bitch & the worst kind - the one who sends pics of her fucking to him. He did love her and It made me want to please and make him feel special. I told him he could do whatever he wanted with me. He liked being complimented and thought of. I like his build & personality. He had some kinks like enjoying being rimmed, choking, verbal and I was always open for him when he needed to fuck. I liked it when he sat on my face and made me eat his ass while he relaxed and even when he put his foot in my mouth and had me worship his feet. I enjoyed him being at a desk with me under it, soft cock in my mouth. It'll grow until it was ready to fuck my face then after he came it'll rest in my mouth until he was ready again. We became pretty good friends. Discreet fuck buddies the entire time since the crazy Ex was still around & we both liked no one knowing our business. He moved out to AK closer to family but we both had a great time and I enjoyed being there for him and making him feel like a King. I knew my place, he knew my place and we both knew his place. - 2017 Yesterday I was asked to FaceTime with a lady on fet. I've been single for over 3 years and not active at all. Just for context, I was married for 24 years and that was too long for both of us. Do the math and you see that I got married pre-internet. It didn't take long until she was saying, "I wanna see it". OMG, the turn-on. I'm still trying to figure things out and what was the turn-on from. Was it that I hadn't felt wanted in so long. Was it her voice egging me on and that she was very turned on. What I came away with was Confidence that I do respond to sexual stimulation well. Looking forward to much more. Slave's Supplications or devotions
Slave's Supplications or devotions:
I beg you to use me for your pleasure. I desire nothing more than to be an that you can use for your enjoyment at any time. I beg You to allow me to please you.
I beg to be made to live to worship you.
Make me give you thanks when you honor me with punishment at your hand. My real punishment is having failed, and having disappointed you I would not deserve your attention.
My body and mind are your property, now and until you may decide you have no further use for me. I beg you to make me feel your ownership of me everyday.
Please, make me feel Your power over me, and Your total control of my life.
I submit willingly to your power and domination. Please, make me feel my submission and your control throughout my day.
I want to obey, serve and please you. Please allow me the privilege of calling you Master.
I realize my sexuality and my orgasms are now your property, allowed to me as a special gift. I beg you to punish me severely if I ever have an orgasm without permission.
I choose willingly to be treated as your property. I beg you to own me utterly and completely.
I beg you to make me behave, and be a good boy/girl. Please allow me the privilege of your discipline when I misbehave.
I beg you to control my clit/cock. When I may touch it, when it may be excited and when it may come. I know my cock/clit now belongs to you.
I beg to be your property. Please help me become your greatest treasure.
Living in Your Grace, my Master my God.
silence is golden .
service sub , trained in protocols ❤️ 😍 💖 ❣️ 💕
Any reasonable inquiries about limits or slavery will be answered to the best of my abilities, no guarantee, always open for a discussion if chemistry and interests mesh . Vanilla relationships and monogamous relationships are perfectly acceptable. However, these things are NOT my interest and are not for me. While this site is a bit limited in orientation, I identify as a dominant sadist. While I can enjoy sex occasionally, I tend to require kink as an aspect of my relationship. I am also an ethical non-monogamist, and require that any partner\playmate be accepting of that.
Really, I'm looking for a good person who's understanding and reasonable who I can sexually destroy and finish the evening with hot tea and cartoons under a warm blanket.
This cunt fantasizes about wearing revealing clothes with no bra or panties meeting in public. Sitting next to you in a booth where you can slide your fingers into çunt while çunt tries not to moan. Then meeting you at your vehicle and bending over so you can slide a plug into cunt's ass. We drive to a meeting place and çunt removes clothing and kneels before you waiting for direction. Perhaps you inspect cunt or cunt's ass is spanked with your belt or other item which cunt has kissed to say thank you for using cunt's fuckholes properly. Feeling the sting and yet cunt's fuckholes is dripping wet. Ahhh yes I've moved from NY to Alcoa Maryville area of Tennessee. I luv exploring fantasy fetish kink n role plays and enjoy upbeat positive minded types who may sometimes also share a luv for the playful sensual side of play. I'm especially interested in finding a bi female who would luv to fill the sister-pimp kind of role... Enjoys helping me build and grow a fairly natural fem identity ideally moving as close as able to passable-ish in closest way I can. She should be able to play dom sub or middle roles with both myself or others we may choose to include which may ideally settle out to a small core of connected poly family lifestylers. Theres lots of room to share ideas and flesh out the characters and roles. If your interested send me a message and let's talk and see if we might share a fun n mischievous sorta chemistry. I should have sum more to come to this journal section soon thanx all ExxonMobil Corp has set into motion a suggestion I made to them in an email to the corporate offices. I rather laid into them for not embracing the use of hydrogen as a fuel to replace oil. Here's the response, In Baytown, Texas, they are building a chemical reactor which uses 2 componets, water and methane. There is pressure and heat applied but I can surely trust its less than the yield. The reaction produces all 8 hydrogen atoms involved. Leaving CO² which can be made solid by liquefied air. That would br dry ice as it commonly called. What this means is unlike as are told by politicians there is no power source for cars and trucks. There now is many. Composting manure will be one of those sourced, human waste both sewer and garbage. All agro byproducts even wood chips, as well as coal and other natural sources for Methane. There's a secondary win here because Methane that currently goes into the atmosphere is a serious greenhouse gas.
Hydrogen is also able to combine with Oxygen to make water and electrons. One electron per atom. This is more efficient than a battery using far less chemicals with a longer life, faster charging, and less weight allowing electric aircraft.
Let not vote our way into a Putin wet dream and kill this opportunity to have an utopia. 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.
Once agion I am reminded that "Werner Heisenberg — ‘Not only is the Universe stranger than we think, it is stranger than we can think. so there is hope 5 Traits Dominants Are Looking For In a Submissive
YMMV: It's important to note that all relationships and personal preferences vary greatly among individuals. However, here are five qualities most Dominants are looking for in a D/s relationship:
Trustworthiness: Dominant individuals often value trust as a fundamental aspect of their relationship. They seek a submissive partner who is reliable, honest, and can be trusted to communicate openly and honestly about their desires, needs, and boundaries.
Respect and obedience: Dominant individuals typically look for a submissive partner who respaspects their authority and is willing to obey their instructions within the agreed-upon boundaries of the relationship. This involves a mutual understanding and clear communication about limits and consent.
Subservience: Dominant individuals may desire a submissive partner who enjoys fulfilling their needs and desires, and who derives pleasure from serving and pleasing them. This can manifest in various ways, such as performing acts of service, physical or emotional intimacy, or engaging in specific power dynamics.
Communication and responsiveness: Dominant individuals value a submissive partner who is attentive and responsive to their guidance and instructions. They may appreciate a partner who actively communicates their thoughts, feelings, and desires, allowing for a better understanding of each other's needs and preferences.
Vulnerability and surrender: Dominant individuals often seek a partner who is willing to surrender control and be vulnerable within the established boundaries of their dynamic. This can involve the submissive partner relinquishing decision-making authority to the dominant and finding pleasure or fulfillment in their submission.
Finally, it's worth mentioning that any relationship involving dominance and submission should always be consensual, built on trust, and characterized by clear communication. Both partners should have a mutual understanding of boundaries, desires, and consent, and should prioritize each other's emotional and physical well-being. Consent and respect should always be the foundation of any healthy relationship dynamic.
"Now you know, and knowing is half the battle." - G.I. Joe: A Real American Hero.
Good morning all
I have decided that I need someone who will sleep between my legs chained up she must be good at giving massages love pain And be good at house work plus have all hole's ready at my beck and call.But it's so hard finding a true Sub / Slave to replace my old one l wonder are there any true ones left ??? Today I lost one of my fur babies.
He was 8 years old.
He will be missed.
I have 3 others to be with.
R.I.P. Bandit! 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. Mhhh dang' had one of the most hillarious and fun session with my new slave🤣🤣Extreme cum denial and edging..Till he started begging for mercy, he is an obedient one though...Well his pathetic cock is locked using the Cellmate 2 ... I have complete control over him, he has no means of escape, and unless i unlock it he can never get outLol am really enjoying this, he's litterally my prisoner How would I train thee? Let me count the ways ...
I would train you to make my cup of tea so that you may see my sigh of pleasure at the first sip of the perfect cup.
I would train you to accept my wishes and disrobe whenever I say ... just so I may enjoy your compliance ... and your body.
I would train you to kiss me exactly as I want to be kissed.
I would train you to bend over naked while I watch you from my throne chair as you clean my Jacuzzi, my floor, my toilet, my sink.
I would train you to pleasure my breasts, building my excitement, teasing me until my nipples cry for attention, then satisfying with alternately delicate licking and deep sucking ... rinse and repeat ... again and again.
I would train you to BEG to serve me: beg to worship my pussy, feet, breasts & ass. You MUST BEG! I will permit or deny at my whim.
I would train you speak when your instinct is to be sullen and silent. I would sit you down on the floor before me, your face looking up at me from between my knees. My scent, the sight of my round breasts and belly, my stern voice and gentle acceptance would compel you to listen to your inner self and speak to me.
I would train you to open my car door, pull out my chair, help me on with my coat ... sliding your fingers under my hair into the warmth of the nape of my neck, lifting my auburn locks gently out (such an intimate gesture in a public place).
I would train you to be my assistant as I garden, barking orders at you as I enjoy watching you extend yourself at my behest. I would teach you how much I love to see you sweat for me.
I would train you give me an excellent massage, delightful orgasm, and in time ... a full female ejaculation.
I would train you to revel in my ownership of your genitals, your ass, your heart and your devotion.
I would train you to love and accept the gallant gent who you are while you serve the wonderful woman who I am.
I would train you to balance your family, work, self-care, and your personal life ... of which I am your Queen.
I would train you to enjoy my love and pour yourself into my service.
I would train you to succeed.
LadyD. I love that I knew I was a faggot when I was very young so I didn't have to worry about becoming any kind of a man. I don't guess I knew the word faggot but I knew that I was made to service men. I would guess I've serviced at least a thousand. Now I want to only service a master. A strict but fair master that can appreciate my insatiable cocklust. I'm literally horny 24/7 and cock is all I can think about. I want a master that will treat me like a worthless faggot in public and will acknowledge in public that I am HIS faggot (and suck cock or even get fucked in public if the chance were to avail itself.) If someone reads this and is
https://www.chipper701.wixsite.com
If each of us knew how much time we had allocated,
perhaps we could play around with it.
But we don’t.
Believing tomorrow to be a guarantee,
is the biggest mistake we make.
Not seizing every day like the gift that it is,
is the biggest risk we take.
Waste time wisely
Time spent in rest, joy, company and kindness,
is never wasted.
As for the rest, just do it.
You won’t regret the things you tried and failed at,
but you will regret a life spent waiting.
Waiting for anything is a dangerous game because there is no guarantee the conditions will ever be just right.
Those who wait, wait..
but you,
you have a life to live.
Right here, right now. Recently I decided to start looking for a Dominant/partner(s).
I am Ethically Non-Monogamous and happily so. I am sure, with that hitch, that finding the Dominant I am looking for will be challenging.
This July, after getting therapy for 2 1/2 years, I woke up one morning wondering if I had gotten it "wrong." This wasn't for the lack of trying. I've attempted a power dynamic four different times.
What if I was attempting to fit myself into a container created by stereotypical spiel of what a submissive is? The spiel is that you must have a 24/7 relationship to be happy. And there was a sure way to do power dynamics and a specific way not to do power dynamics.
During my time of hiatus in relationships, I've explored a lot. I've developed a sweet co-parenting kinky caregiver arrangement with two individuals, a sadomasochism connection with a good friend, and an exploration of what makes me happy. This week while I have been lying in bed thinking about missing having someone hold me accountable for reading and writing book reports. I was part of this dynamic a while ago in a recent relationship. I came to love the expectation and being expected to do this, but the connection was riddled with potholes and unhealthy manipulation. The slave practice of this is what a friend describes as an Academic Power Slave.
I'm going to need to unpack this more. I have already had someone reach out and ask me what I am looking for right now. I can say that I am not looking to "hook up" with someone to get a perceived need met and fulfilled quickly.
What I am looking for, what I do know, is that I am looking for four things.
I am looking for someone(s) who wants to have a committed relationship with me.
Who is looking for non-traditional services, like a concierge and specialized services.
Who has their mental health and ducks in a row and puts continuous work on themselves.
Who is comfortable and affirming non-monogamy.
Cheeky Observation:
Are some men merging the lines between the back-packing hostel lifestyle with submission?
I am noticing men from Europe and India contact me and claim to be submissive.
I also notice they have this assumption they can stay with me in some kind of exchange student lifestyle with no plan as to how they settle in the UK or how they are going to get a job.
No women dominant or submissive wants to deal with that sort of nonesense.
Regardless if your submissive or dominant you can still behave like a decent respectable man.
1. Being submissive does not mean you don't hold manly values
2. It just means lean towards a gentle nature, it does not mean your a freeloading tramp.
If your looking for a back-packing lifestyle please just contact the YMCA, contact some Bistro's looking for extra kitchen staff but don't expect me to be impressed if that is your lifestyle.
There's a lot of things I like and dislike of this website. I love the video chat option, but hate I don't get to use colons and semicolons in messages. But if I could ask for anything, it's for the absolute removal of the Read option in Sent Mail. Why do people get so angsty and rude if you've read their messages, but haven't had time to answer? You know, everyone here has a life outside CS. Anyway, I'm THIS close to start blocking everyone that keeps complaining about it. Another Christmas 'alone'.
But you know what? i'm ok with that. It's become my new normal. i sincerely hope everyone out there who hasn't found the person they are looking for yet, the same contentment that i feel.
It's not that i don't want to find my Owner... i'm just not frantic and stressed out and beaten up over not having found Him yet. It'll make the time even more sweeter if i do.
Happy holidays to you all.. may you, and those you love all remain healthy this Christmas and into the new year. Just because we are kinksters doesn't mean we aren't human beings first and foremost, with feelings, and normal lives, and problems, and joys and pressures, etc.
Let's try and be polite to one another, and be kind, OK?
If we can't even have a normal adult to adult conversation, I doubt we will have sex.
Our humannesss comes before any of our fetish interests. I live to please you and enhance your life. I love to give you pleasure. I am an adventurous and imaginative lover who cannot get enough of you. And it's still not enough. It will never be enough to compete against the perfect image in your mind of her. The one who is none of those things so you seek me out in the dark. Although being kidnapped by pervy aliens, it's a much cooler story. I just had to finish a big, work-related project. But I'm back! With nothing fun to talk about!
Except my birthday. It's almost my birthday and I'm so gonna throw a gotcha party. Santa's travels.
Santa has to visit ~2 billion kids (assuming 2.5 children per household), = ~800 million stops on Xmas eve. Assuming they are equally spread across the planet, each house occupies 0.069 square miles, which means the distance between each is 0.26 miles. He has 48 hours on Xmas eve if he travels across the international date line in the direction of the Earth's rotation. He has 2/10,000 of a second per household. He must therefore travel at 1,279 miles / sec. which = Mach 6,395. I've been thinking a lot lately about what I need for myself and in a future master. It's hard sometimes to figure out when a dom is serious and has long term intentions.
So I've decided that I am looking for a master that can help me, or better force me to loose a significant amount of weight as part of learning to serve them and shaping me into what theywant me to be. This will of course be before we we meet so on line at first. If master is successful in making me lose about 60lbs it will go a very long way to proving to me that master is serious and I'll be very grateful and eager to show my gratitude.
Below is a cut and paste of a partial response to someone who asked me "where am I from?" I told them to google why asking a POC that question is racist. For a change, they did. My response explains not only why one should not ask where I am from, but also why I require my potential anything to be an intersectional feminist.
I will also point out that it is not my responsibility to educate you, it is your own responsibility to educate yourself.
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If we simply look at the stats from last weeks international mother language day, English is the most spoke language in the world. The reason for that is because of the colonization by the British empire. Which leads me to point out how not homogeneous the population of UK is as during that time, the colonists literally kidnapped from every corner of the world then forced (the kidnapees) to reside in the UK. The "barbarians" were regularly brought back and exhibited then dumped to live in the worst conditions if not as slaves. The white majority forced all these minority to erase their rich culture in order to survive. And not just in the UK but at their homeland. Simply research into chicken tikka masala - not a dish that existed in India before the British invasion. One also simply has to trace the development of rice as a cash crop around the world to observe the change abolition had the Chinese diora. There are many examples in the history to demonstrate the diversity of UK's population.
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This is why in my profile I clearly state I am looking for partners who are intersectional feminists. People who have at least attempted educated themselves about how different factors in the world that have affected peoples lives, specifically that of disadvantaged individuals. Because while I do not expect my partners and I to share common life experiences, empathy and the willingness to understand where each other comes from is an important thing to have in every relationship. Being supportive and an ally is another. From a beau:
"Dreaming of your ass - my cock filling your sweet hole, we have been at it for a while now - my shaft fucking you slowly we both marveling on the action - Your dilated pussy, your cunt wonderfully gaped, my cock gorged and full - We say nothing, we communicate with raw sex Exchanging wet kisses I finally cum deep We both feel it throbbing as it fills you with love serum We go quiet, breathing deep My cock slips out of your gaped anus" Hi there,
I've been in Collarme for more than 20 years and every long term relationship I've had has started right here--except one and that came from the old Bondage place. It's easy to meet me. You come here or I'll come there. I intend to be married in June of 2026 and am only interested in meeting men who are open to marriage. You can be old or young; skinny or fat; rich or poor; straight or gay; but you must do what I say. We must live in OR part of the year and elsewhere part of the year. Cooking and walking will be daily routines. Put your best foot forward. Ask Me about being a friend of the family if you are not selected to be the husband housewife. I have two good friends who own kinky BnBs and we'd love to meet interesting and dynamic folks to mingle and tingle with. Looking forward to a robust retirement. I laugh at the thought of the SpecSaver mass appointments because guys can't f**King read. London/Essex/Kent only AND drive as it's real-time at fetish clubs ONLY. I call it the "opposite filter* whatever I seek a guy offers the opposite. When I only wanted one off.play all guys wanted long-term relationships. Then I years later I want domething more and guys from different countries only want online
Result? I instant block them. Bye-bye
On a positive night I had a choll day at Club o&I in Kent Sunday whipping, canes on a derriere, giving free form shibari and poy. All to ONE person. Then another drove us home again. Fabulous. I recently sent this to a few people who DMed me:
"Did you send this to me by mistake? It reads as though you are in the middle of a conversation with someone else."
As it turns out, people are referring to journal posts I have made days, weeks or even months in the past WITHOUT AN INTRODUCTION EXPLAINING WHY THEY ARE WRITING TO ME.
It does not take much to preface a message with, "I saw your most recent journal post here and I think ..." or "I was doing a deep dive into your journal here and I noticed ..."
I do not re-read my journal every time I log on. My DMs are not the comments section of my journal. Indeed, journal entries here are not like forum topics where the the context is already obvious.
So if you write me about something I posted to my journal and I have no idea what you are talking about, now you know why I sent you that type of reply. Chickens and eggs, carts before horsesBigSigh .. 1st visit, Excellent. 2nd, smh .. Idk which was more detrimental,The combo of miscommunication and misrepresentationor My own error in not insisting on sticking to My original plan anywayBut was led to believe it would be integrated .. however, wasnt .Then today a previously hidden but suspected piece of the puzzle was revealed, and now the whole pictures clearer, but lost much of its allure.. Shame, bc the issues wouldnt have been issues if theyd just been discussed, and or handled better. Wish it all had been .. ah well.. smh .. hindsight sux
Only bright side Im capable of coming up with atm is; they keep weeding themselves out quick as spit 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. What being a prey means for me
Finding someone who will grow with me and pursue me always. Someone who enjoys the chase. Someone who will look for ways to outsmart me and capture me. Someone who will put in the effort to get me. Someone who craves me! Play wrestling, biting randomly and many other aspaspects appeal to me in many ways even though it's much newer than the other parts of me it is still there. There is no end. There is no beginning. There is only the passion of life.
Federico Fellini
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.
Considering going to the USA to meet a stranger.
Will take alot of planning but the connection is so strong.
There is a strong physical attraction and it is primal.
Life is too short and all I do is put others first, so for once I am putting my feelings, desires and sexual needs first.
But I can only imagine the moment I say I bought a ticket to the USA they will probably do a vanishing act.
Life of Waifs and Strays on CollarSpace. I just spent a solid five minutes trying to fit the charging cord into my recently new vibrator and started to panic when it wasn't fitting. No amount of cramming, jamming, or slamming worked (that's what she said). Quickly flipping through all the scenarios in my head as the anxiety started to rise; Customer service? What in the world would that conversation sound like??? Awkward return? Repurchase? Get the rose that everyone is in awe of? A girl has needs, yo. None of those are going to help me tonight. And then I examined the end of the vibrator. Turns out that little hole was the wrong one. Let that be a lesson to you. Make sure you put it in the right hole or you might end up replaced by the rose. There is a catch in her throat, a dampness between her legs; her skin prickles. Is it the early tease of spring, its warmth just beneath the surface of a brisk wind, or the return of his words, rich and raw, that shake her back to life, and desire? System bug, it seems
Different Journal listing at collarspace.com/USERNAME
versus different at:
https://www.collarspace.com/personals/v/THEIRuserNUMBERhere/details.htm
In the former their most recent journal entry is 11/29/2021 4:39:27 PM but in the latter it does show their excellent 1/9/2022 1:16:55 PM Journal entry.
Reloading browser page doesn't fix. With system issues like this, you have to wonder whether there is no Message button because they wish to hide, like maybe too many emails following their Journal post, or whether that's a software problem too.
Anyway here's what they wrote: "Most of us don't know what we really want. We have vague unrealistic general hopes (such as wanting a lottery win), but when asked to name our specific realistic goals we often struggle. It's probably because so much of our life is bound up in everyday survival - the endless toll of 24-hour emails and social media, plus all the issues and stresses we're dealing with take their toll on our ability to dream and make those dreams come true. "
Great point. While it won't solve all these personal and societal issues, I highly recommend meditation or other mindfulness practice (there are others) as one part of one's toolkit and regular weekly, if possible daily, routine. That's for all of us, regardless of BDSM identity, gender etc.
Wishing everyone a great week ahead. Or at least a bearable one, haha.
You know, if you can't be bothered to read my profile, as short as it is, then don't come to me and tell me how you feel deceived and that you should 'beat me for it' because you're too lazy to read or just plain incapable of processing even basic information that isn't about you abusing someone.
Yes i said abusing. There's healthy dynamics and there's abusive ones. Beating someone over your failings, is abusive. Especially when that person has said they don't do that type of play!
LovesCanes and CropsGenital PunishmentHumiliationObedienceObjectificationOrgasm ControlOrgasm DenialHer Mind
The love and support as i was away this week that is pouring out to me, hoping I am ok. OMG Collarspace community. thank you so much. I can not stop reading all these kind requests and these kind messages, its like opening them from my mail box here at home and the tears coming down. To all who has read my profile and journal I can promise you I am ok. Just sitting here watching the packers try to beat the Bears! WE got to get to the Play offs!!!! UGHHHH Fucking Michigan sucks right now, LOL. Come on packers!
Merry Christmas.
== Results from bdsmtest.org ==
100% Masochist
100% Rope bunny
100% Slave
100% Submissive
91% Degradee
89% Experimentalist
82% Exhibitionist
77% Pet
62% Primal (Prey)
59% Non-monogamist
40% Voyeur
15% Vanilla
0% Daddy/Mommy
0% Rigger
0% Ageplayer
0% Brat
0% Brat tamer
0% Degrader
0% Dominant
0% Boy/Girl
0% Master/Mistress
0% Owner
0% Primal (Hunter)
0% Sadist
0% Switch
I’m at a point in life where I’m genuinely ready for love and a long-term relationship built on emotional depth, chemistry, and mutual investment. I’m drawn to men who are grounded, emotionally aware, communicative, and naturally attentive to the person they care about.
I give deeply when I choose someone (like the Leo I am). And I’m drawn to people who naturally feel inspired to meet that energy, or even exceed it. I notice when someone shows up with care and initiative.
I’m not looking for potential or vague curiosity. I’m looking for someone who actively wants to build something real, evolve together, and hopefully explore power-exchange through a FLR.
I created a questionnaire as a doorway into that exploration. You sharing real experiences matter more than theoretically "correct" answers. If you feel intrigued rather than intimidated you’re probably in the right place ❤️
Submit your answers here: https://forms.gle/6Ui8kVrZasXGZmc8A
/Miss Trevligheter FYI - to anyone looking - I am pansexual.
What that means is that I am attracted to all kinds of people, and their genitals don't really factor into my initial attraction.
That said, I do have a "type" where crossdressing is concerned-
I am not attracted to children, in any way, so dressing like a little girl in a frilly pink dress and ruffled panties, etc is a turn off to me. I associate that look with toddlers, female toddlers at that, which I associate with tantrums and screaming and stinking diapers and work and stress and being exhausted and a side of misogyny as all that falls on women because the men in their lives are willing to dump it on on us rather than step up and do an actual share of the work.
If dressing that way makes you feel pretty, and feminine, and you enjoy that, more power to you. I wish you lots of dress up time, and fancy frilies that don't chafe.
HOWEVER
If your goal is to find a Domme, you need to start tailoring your profile and pictures to what appeals to THEM.
I don't know how many other Dommes are into that, or are turned on by that look, but I can say it doesn't come up much when we are talking about sexy subs. In order to find a buyer for your fine qualites, you need to advertize the thing that your target market wants to have. You need to find out what that is, and understand that it may not be what you hope it to be.
Or maybe consider a different audience. Plenty of pervy guys that like little girls. Maybe learn to like being liked by someone who likes what you offer, rather than trying to convince someone who doesn't like it to provide it. Communicating with Me.
Prospective slave property may want to go out of their way to show respect for Me as its potential Owner. So, how to show respect?
Here are a some guidelines:
In each and every sentence addressed to Me slave should include the honorariums Sir, Master or both.
Capitalization as demonstrated in this message should be observed, while, using lower case for any reference to it.
To ask Me a question is allowed only with My permission. Since we are not face to face, it may beg permission from Me to be permitted to ask a question. No matter My response, it should always expressed gratitude taking My time begging for permission. There is a ritual for a slave to observe regarding getting permission to ask a question when in My presence.
Gratitude is essential in growing proper mind set in a slave. it should never miss an opportunity to express gratitude.
Flattering Me is encouraged. Repetition of the same flattering phrases is not.
It must read all of My writings.
It should expect to travel to Me for inspection.
Until it have been inspected and taken to training, it has free choice, without recrimination, to observe the foregoing guidelines, or not. Without recriminations means its lack of following the guide lines will not keep it from having a successful inspection and entering the trial period. Why is it that when things get a little stressful at work or at home that my thoughts turn to buttery soft leather cuffs and holding a boy down lightly whilst asking him to behave? Daydreaming of edging somebody until they are almost crying is taking my attention away from spreadsheets. I mean, that's a good thing, spreadsheets are what will eventually kill off humanity, but when somebody asks me "what are you thinking about" I have to quickly lie and say, "what to make for dinner" What I Require from a Submissive
Submission to me isn’t about weakness. It’s about willingness. About a man choosing, again and again, to place his strength, his mind, his desire — all at my feet — because he knows where he belongs.
Here’s what I require:
1. Obedience with Intention.
Not blind, thoughtless yes-ma’ams. I expect obedience that comes from understanding, from effort, from the desire to serve well — not just to avoid correction.
2. Emotional Maturity.
If you shut down when corrected, crumble at every no, or need constant reassurance, you’re not ready. I require emotional control, not emotional babysitting.
3. Devotion Without Entitlement.
Your service doesn’t buy you access to me. You serve because it fulfills you, because it honors me, not because you’re waiting to be rewarded like a dog hoping for a treat.
My best friend has self terminated on Jan 26.I have always been one to put my best face forward, but I am not sure how I am going to be able to do that in the days to come. I had no warning, and I cannot understand why he has not reached out to me. To talk to me. I feel that if he had reached out to me I'd have talked him back from the ledge. I was supposed to buy him a beer when I saw him next, and him to buy me one in return. We were supposed to talk about the old days. Is this what growing old is? To take all thsoe who you love, and those who love you in return? If so, I do not want to grow any older. I am done. I'd rather sleep a thousand years and hope that the passage of time deadens the pain in my heart. I am in my 40's and should not feel this pain. I should not be feeling this pain. I feel it is too soon. Family.... I get it.... but my brothers in arms.... It's too soon. Hi to those who read my journal.
Major updates since updating a profile sucks ass now...
I do have a male partner, we are long term and engaged. Yes, I am still poly, but guys I am now triple picky when vetting you. You have to be damn special to fit into my life.
To all the amazing women looking for women here.... I am looking for just myself. That means my male partner will have no more then friendship contact with you unless YOU request for more. I just ask to be on friendly terms like be able to come over play board games, maybe go to the movies or dinner with all of us together. No this will not be every time maybe once every couple months. If you are looking for live in, great we can figure that out as well.
My age now: 45 I'm 57 years old. I'm not playing games but it seems like some folks are just wasting time. I am LOOKING to take 2 - 3 slaves off the block. I'm looking for those that can be molded and trained to be total slaves. Slaves out number DOMINANTS 3 to 1 so I just want my fair share. The last paragraph of my profile was written in 2018 so I've been a nomad that long. Once I have found at least 1 slave I am willing to come off the road full time. However, right now that it is just me, I am enjoying my Nomadic life. Are you sincere about being a slave? Are you tired of being unowned? Send me a message, let's talk.
It may have taken nearly two years but the world is back and so am I.
Very excited to meet you!
Let's chat.
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. Hi
Some people have said I send them cut and paste because of the way I write. I write everything new, personally to each person.One person I wrote to 3 times accused me of being a scammer-fake because I only wrote about myself in the third message, whereas the previous two had been about why she appealed to me and why I felt we might fit well. Then she blocked me. Stop judging me as if I am another carbon copy of some one dimensional person you once knew or have heard about.I may not be the ideal dominant for you, I may say things in a way that seems odd or offensive, but maybe it is only a matter of interpretation of static written messages.
I am Here on Collarspace because I seek a special woman to share a long-term life with. As I sincerely intend to live that life neither being deceitful or offensive will achieve my goal.So be genuine, sincere, honest and able to communicate in a meaningful mannerMy desire to hear your voice and see your face is not about photo collecting (the web has millions of photos of women in all state of dressed and undressed if I wanted that) or harassing you.When you speak to a person face to face you already have given him more information about you and he has a better opportunity to threaten your peaceful life. Why interpret my desire for more personal interaction as evil when humans are made to understand and assess people with voice inflection, visual clues of facial expression and body language?Yes there Are real evil shits in the world, some on this site no doubt. You meet sociopaths, psychopaths and other 'people' with incomplete minds and souls all the time and actually invite them into your life.Yet you take offense when I suggest that after positive written conversation we progress to voice and visual?
I seek a real life, unequal power relationship. Simple concept. It has to be mutually beneficial or the woman cannot feel free to share all of herself with me.
Really wish this site would let know if people blocked before trying to send them messages. Its like nobody is even here but they will just block you anyways. Clearly they will be alone as they are always finding a reason before even talking to somebody to block. Those types are why on-line or life is something people are unable to live properly. Back when started on 300 baud it was like nobody could hide their comments or from others.
Realize that failed in life so its just wasting time to be here or in this world. Doms just want somebody to take care of them financially while they will list a bunch of lies otherwise. Instead of finding what is needed or who would benefit as are unable to do things in life. They want the Fairy Tale of the Rich dude or so without them having to work or spend their own money. Others will have problems with Cocaine or Alcohol which creates issues as they can't even control their own self much less others. Many don't have the most money or are unable to keep a stable job. So there those who depend on the subs to keep the money flowing.
Read about how can change the font size in a message but they don't allow to set the sizes how want. Wish lived a life where got married or had kids at like 20. Then they would already be out of College or owning their own homes. Nobody ever liked me in the RL. Nothing has really changed even in school would not belong or have people teasing me how talked or so. Though by HS everybody knew me to point nobody would really bother me after this gang jumped me. So called friends didn't help me then so its telling of reality. Interesting who helps or will try when don't even know them really heh. Site used to be really good but now can't even punctuate. Trash just blocks so its like why even bother. Nearly impossible to trade information to see in RL. Used to have High Scores in Space Invaders or other games which could play for hours. On Being Tended To
There is a particular kind of vulnerability in being sick that I have never made peace with easily. I am not a woman who softens gracefully under inconvenience. I do not do helpless well. A migraine, specifically, is an affront, the kind of physical mutiny that my body stages without my permission and that I resent with the focused irritation of someone who had other plans for the day and does not appreciate the interruption.
What I have made peace with is this: being cared for well, by someone trained to my specific requirements, is its own kind of power. It is not weakness to lie in a darkened room and receive exactly what you need. It is, in fact, the point.
I wake with it already behind my left eye, that specific pressure that announces itself before I am fully conscious, before I have had a chance to negotiate or refuse. The light from the curtain gap is already too much. I do not have to say anything. You are already moving.
This is what attention produces, real attention, the kind that is trained and deliberate and treats learning me as the serious undertaking it is: you read the quality of my stillness the way a sailor reads weather. You know before I speak. The curtains are drawn the rest of the way before I ask. The room drops into the particular darkness that a migraine demands, not full black but the soft gray of a room that has been told to be quiet. You move through it without turning on lights. I notice this. It matters.
The water arrives cold, with the specific glass I prefer, on the nightstand without a sound. My medication beside it, already sorted, already the right ones in the right order without my having to inventory my own suffering aloud. You have learned my protocols the way you learn everything about me: carefully, completely, understanding that the details are not optional and that getting them right is the baseline expectation rather than a performance deserving praise.
You adjust the pillow without being asked. I note this too.
The house goes silent. Not the silence of absence but the managed silence of someone who has taken on the task of keeping the world at a specific volume so that I do not have to. Inside there is nothing: no television, no movement that is not careful, no presence that asks anything of me. You understand, or you will understand, that tending to me when I am unwell is not about hovering. It is about calibrated invisibility. Being precisely available and precisely absent in exactly the right proportions, which requires more intelligence than most people give it credit for. I am not interested in someone who needs to be seen caring for me. I am interested in someone who simply does it, correctly, without making their effort my problem.
You bring a cool cloth without being asked and place it over my eyes with hands that are exactly the right temperature and exactly the right pressure. Not tentative. Tentative is more irritating than bold when I am in pain. You do the thing or you do not. You do not do it halfway and then hover at the edge of the bed waiting to be told you got it right. You already know whether you got it right. If you do not know, you are not ready for this.
I sleep for a while. When I surface you are in the chair, not at the bedside, not making your presence into a demand I have to respond to. Simply there, available the way a room is available: quietly, without agenda. The water has been refreshed at some point without my noticing. This pleases me more than you will ever hear me say.
By afternoon the worst has passed into the dull aftermath, that wrung-out flatness that follows a bad migraine like a gray tide going out. You bring food without asking whether I want it, because you know that I will refuse food when I should eat and that part of your function is to override my worse instincts with gentle, firm consistency. It is exactly what you know I can manage: nothing that requires effort, nothing with a smell that will undo the fragile progress of the afternoon, presented without ceremony or the implicit pressure of someone waiting to be thanked.
I eat. I do not thank you. You do not require it.
Later, in the thin early evening light, you sit at the foot of the bed and work your hands over my feet with the focused attention you bring to anything you do for my body, slow and deliberate, the kind of pressure that does not ask anything back. I lie with one arm over my eyes and the understanding that I want from you in these moments is not sympathy and it is not performance. It is competence. It is presence without weight. It is the specific quality of someone who considers this a privilege rather than an inconvenience, who moves through my discomfort with the steadiness of someone who has made my comfort their entire purpose for the day and requires nothing in return.
You do not ask how I am feeling every twenty minutes. You do not make small sounds of concern that require me to reassure you. You do not treat my pain as an opportunity to demonstrate how caring you are. You simply handle it, quietly and correctly, and you let me be unwell without making my illness into a performance we are both starring in.
This is what I require. Not grand gestures. Not visible sacrifice. The quiet, intelligent, sustained attention of someone who has studied me carefully enough to know what I need before I need to say it, and who finds their satisfaction not in being acknowledged but in the simple fact of having gotten it right.
If you can do this, on the days when I am at my least, when there is nothing glamorous or cinematic about what is being asked of you, when the task is simply to be useful and invisible and exactly correct, then you understand something essential about what this life actually is beneath the surface of it.
It is not always the collar and the candlelight.
Sometimes it is the cool cloth, the right glass, the chair in the corner, the silence held like something precious.
Get that right, and you will have understood something that most never do. One got to love those indecisive str8 males. They know what they want, crave it, and dream with it. However, they are terrified to discover their true desires which for against their concept of masculinity. I am well aware of the effect I have on males in general. But in the case of indecisive str8 males I am terrifiying. not good looking, not a body to look at, but full of attitude and a very noticeable bulge that is always an eye catcher. I understand the conflict, there is a struggle between what the body is telling them and what their rational mind opposes. The truth is that there is a physiological contradiction; the find themselves aroused and painfully hard and their hole quivering and wet. not into guys, never had been, so what's is wrong? Nothing is wrong, the fact and plain truthe is that they found a male a man that swept them off their feet and there is no denying; the want to be close and to feel the totality of a sexuality that now awakened refuse to retreat. They can rationalize all they can and they can flatly denny the obvious but the fact remains the proud str8 male fell for another more powerful male! What to do? Society, religion, the wife or gf at home, and the friends know this male as a man man , and now he is still is but there is an interest a craving, a thirst that only another man (me) que quench and there is the conflict that can only be solved by surrendering and realizing that there is no label only an expansion of sexuality; a top and leader in public and asubmissive with the man that owns your most treasured space; your virginity. Step Up to the plate be a man and give your body what you now now it needs; a true male a Bull. On having no experience...
My preference would be a partner with some level of real life experience. That being said, if you don't have a lot of experience, it's your job to properly educate yourself. I'm not sure why so many male submissives think it's attractive to approach a FemDom and say, "I have no experience, but am eager to have you teach me and mold me." Personally, I find it lazy and an instant turnoff. It's the same fantasy-induced fever dream, over and over again. I've spent 18 years in the lifestyle and when I first started out, I spent quite a bit of time learning and honing My skills. Subs and slaves who want to be taken seriously do the same.
There are several excellent books to start with for basic training skills. If you're on FL, I highly suggest following slave underscore mission. he's got ninety or so journal entries and it's a great way for any beginner to find a place to start. Beyond that, there are classes, workshops, snack and learns...seminars; etc.
Bottom line, if you want an experienced and educated FemDom, you're either going to need real life experience or be able to show that you've taken considerable time and effort to learn the basics.
Of course, once under consideration to become Mine, I would train you to suit My specific needs. But it's the difference between training runners for a marathon who have only done a 5k vs trying to train people who can barely walk a mile. So journals are back! Giggity! I remain frustrated in seeking out anyone who can discipline me, use me in whatever way they wish and break down my barriers by simply forcing me to confront them.
Where would I like to be tonight? I would love to be between the legs of a dominant, serving them...servicing them, swallowing what they want me to swallow, sucking what they would have me suck, licking what they tell me to lick. All night...
And when they were sated, satisfied and had used me in exactly the way they wanted, they could reward me...or they could choose not to. They could give me release...or they could refuse. They could drive me right to the edge, or they could put me away with nothing until they were ready to have me again. They would be completely in control. Their satisfaction would be my goal and my reward their choice. It could be a woman...it could be a man (a man would be a new experience and another barrier broken down. I do not care...it's not mine to care, only to lick, suck, swallow and bend over. The below is a great place to start..
Rules
1. The male must always practice respect, whether in private or public. Stand when she enters the room. Sit (or kneel) as soon as She is seated.
2. Be totally attentive: open doors, offer her your coat, she sits first, begins to eat first, and always ask permission to leave her presence.
3. The male should never speak unless spoken to, or unless anticipating the needs of his Mistress.
4. The submissive will never sit with legs spread or slouch in a way typical of untrained males. Good posture and decorum is a sign of respect.
5. The male will never stare at a woman without her permission. Unless the woman seeks eye-contact, the submissive will keep his eyes lowered at all times.
6. When walking with his Mistress, or any woman, the submissive will keep his gait in step with hers, which usually means taking smaller steps. The male should always be at least 1-2 steps behind, but not too far because he must open all doors.
7. The submissive must always be pleasant, never argue and never pout.
8. The male surrenders control of how he spends his time, how he dresses, what he eats, where he sleeps, the friends or acquaintances he is allowed to keep.
9. The submissive must remember that his orgasm does not belong to him but to his Mistress. It is Hers to use or deny... however she sees fit.
10. The submissive may never touch his own genitals without the permission of his Mistress. When washing, he must use a wash cloth or brush, never his hands.
11. The submissive should never buy his own clothing without the guidance of his Mistress. He should buy what pleases her, not what he likes.
12. When urinating, the submissive will always sit on the toilet... no exceptions.
13. The submissive must submit to eating only “submissive food” selected by his Mistress whenever she requires it.
14. When a meal is over the submissive must be quick to clear the table and wash the dishes.
15. The submissive must always give his Mistress the first choice of everything — She picks the channel on TV to watch, the restaurant to go to, the movie to see, the friends to entertain, etc.
16. The submissive will perform all household chores for his Mistress , to include(but not limited to): sweep and vacuum all floors and carpets mop all floors dust and polish all furniture make the beds every day wash and fold all clothing linen scrub bathrooms clean kitchen Cook meals wash dishes set the table shop for groceries take out trash and sort recycled items run all errands. Keep the lawn and grounds in great shape. Fix broken things around the house. Keep things maintained ie change the furnace filter every 3 months. Wash all cars inside and out. Rarely do I post in journals, most of our entries being from the wife but sometimes I do encounter experiences here that I'll feel necessary to speak on, in this case the experience has been more than a few.
Im not, and my wife is certainly not sending anyone money, ever.
Its mind blowing in this day and age just how many women shamelessly beg from complete strangers like panhandlers. We take care of our subs and their needs as responsible dominants but thats for live in arrangements ONLY. Save your seductive photos attached to sob stories and either get this collar or get a job. this site doesn't want me to be great. it keeps cutting off my piece i'm trying to share and it's not even as lengthy as other works i've written. oh well, can't stop won't stop. is the 5th upload attempt the charm instead of the 3rd? let's see if it cuts it off in this format.
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.
her cover says love is war and i've experienced that. but something in me knows it doesn't have to be...and while not getting there can be emotionally, mentally, spiritually hard..the actions of avoiding it being a war are quite easy. be ready to burn everything and anything that doesn't serve your highest good for the good of the third energy, the relationship. burn like a phoenix, shinier, brighter, more you, and more elevated. over and over between the dance of you and your beloved. claim them and hold on for the ride knowing your life partner is there along with you birthing this new you this new union.....the rollercoaster inside will eventually subside and when you don't make love war, you always have your emotional/mental/spiritual/sexual/physical/financial partner there with you step by step into the challenges of life by you. i see and have only experienced what happens when the other person can't go through the fire. and i have experienced only the love is war. but i see it in others all around me online, offline, before social media, after social media.
love doesn't have to be war if both parties or if polyamorous all parties don't let it.
"Wavy, baby
Baby, baby, baby
Yeah"
iamddb says, 'urban jazz'...but it sounds vocally like 'harbinger'...and that mishear nuance the way she pronounces it adds another layer to this chicly crafted lullaby.
"har·bin·ger/ˈhärbənjər/nounnoun: harbinger; plural noun: harbingers
a person or thing that announces or signals the approach of another."witch hazels are the harbingers of spring"Similar:heraldsignindicatorindicationsignalpreludeportentomenauguryforewarningpresageannouncerforerunnerprecursormessengerusheravant-courierforetoken
Got a million cheesy pick up lines to use.
Do you mind if I Slytherin? Mew, this stray feline is going to be 38 at the end of 2025 -- it's sorry (sorry enough...?) that it's profile is so hard to read and is out of date!
The last time a change was made to its profile it wasn't able to reply to Anyone who wanted to hear from it, and this stray had to be mute for nearly two months while the website got around to approving the changes, mew...
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My thoughts about FLR's
I wrote this a few years ago but I feel it’s still relevant… enjoy!—————————-So much said and discussed regarding FLR's. Some argue that it is not based in kink while others offer that it actually has its roots there. I personally believe that it can only roughly be defined… because ultimately… it is whatever the two consenting adults agree on creating together.
I will however take a moment to describe what I have imagined a Female led relationship to be. Let's begin by exploring some contrasts with what is...
What is a Male led relationship? Is it kinky by definition? I would imagine it to be the classic default idea of a bread winning husband and a wife who takes on more of the domestic duties. While kink really isn't involved in defining it… the assumption might be that the man's sexual needs get met with priority while hers are not. He is above criticism but she is not? Mix in our cultures unfortunate dance with masculine toxicity and I see why more and more Women are just plain fed up with the traditional relationship model. The goal to achieve equality often ends up seeming a pipe dream.
When I imagine a FLR i begin by flipping the script on the classic model.So perhaps She's the bread winner now…? and Her desires take priority?Regardless of income comparisons, the chores still need doing in the house so I naturally see the male stepping up and taking on the domestic roles before and after work. And much like how a male expects to be "served" as the head of house, I see the Female instead getting to make Her needs, comfort and well being the first priority.
But rather than asking for beer and sandwiches during a football game… I would imagine a Woman's requests to be more… well… feminine in nature. Intimacy building, sensual, communicative, nurturing and based more in the areas important to Her such as personal, domestic and emotional fulfillment.
Ahhh but macho men don't go there right? lol Perhaps this is why D/s is so much more commonly associated with the idea of a Female Led Relationship…? using Femdom to establish Her new authority and to lay the foundations of the power dynamics within the relationship.
YES, many men are clueless when it comes to being more balanced, more self aware, more selfless and more supportive of the Goddess in their lives. They grew up with the Patriarchy programming and only through months or even years of self introspection, re-education and re-balancing will they at last come to understand and access the Authentic expression of the Divine Masculine within them. It is so worth it but why oh why so rare in this day and age?
You can lead a horse to water but you cant make him drink is the saying that comes to mind when I imagine a vanilla version of a FLR. Perhaps D/s IS the most effective accelerant to what would be an otherwise painfully slow conversion process full of power struggles?
One element of kink that is definitely penetrating into more of the vanilla ranks is of course male chastity. This idea of harnessing the power of an otherwise out of control fire hose for bettering both himself and your intimate relationship is not surprising to see rise in popularity. Ensnared by his own kinky imagination, the chastity offers both initial enticement for him but also a far more tangible tool of enforcement for Her. This leverage She gains can then be used to establish a full and new domestic life balance between the two… while he begins to understand and witness the positive effect his attention and efforts to please have upon Her, Her beauty, their connection and his own personal awakening.
Now add in more and more kinks… BDSM, Cuckolding, Hotwife etc and to me you are just adding more toppings at the salad bar. The foundation of the FLR is laid out simply as the salad and the dressing… She is on top, she is leading the relationship direction and he is supporting Her efforts… hopefully quite willingly. If not then perhaps some croutons and deviled eggs are necessary as well? Maybe both enjoy a full on power dynamic 24/7 and act accordingly? The sky is the limit after that.
So yes, in my humble opinion… whatever they both create it to be… from the salad dressing on, is what I imagine a FLR to ultimately be. Thoughts?
BDSM:
In the depths of shadows, binds are spun,
Where trust and passion merge as one.
In the dance of dominance and submission,
Bonds are forged, a sacred mission.
Leather whispers secrets shared,
In pleasure's realm, souls bared.
Bound by choice, in knots sublime,
A tapestry woven, through space and time.
In cuffs of steel and silken ties,
Connections deepen, reaching highs.
Through pain and pleasure, hearts entwined,
In the BDSM world, true bonds find. Some of my messages are getting redundant - so I'll post answers to my commonly asked questions here -
My bra size is 38G or 38DDDD - a 38G and 38DDDD are the same size - depends on manufacturer which way they choose to list it.
Yes. I like pain. It's one of the many aspects of BDSM that I enjoy. Despite the photos, and despite the fact that I have had a fair amount of experience with impact play and corporal punishment, I do not have a lot of experience with extreme pain.
I'm located in metro-Atlanta, specifically Marietta. No - I am not willing or able to relocate. No I am not interested in long-distance / virtual to start with Dom re-locating if we are good match. I am not equipped for virtual submission.
I don't have any children and do not want to have any children at this stage of my life.
I am willing to be friends with couples but I do not want to serve a couple or become a subsister to your wife or existing submissive or slave.
Hope this helps. AcadaMay CFNM Ladies Cocktail Party - Saturday February 121st 19.00-23.00
You may contact me here to reserve your place.
Most alternative events objectify women, but there is one particular event that reverses the rôles. This is the Clothed Female, Naked Male party. CFNM by definition gives the power back!
Ladies of elegance and sophistication are cordially invited to take the opportunity to mingle with their peers whilst sipping their cocktails and enjoying the entertainment.
Come & join the the AcadaMay CFNM Ladies' Cocktail Party for an evening with lashings of decadence. All whilst being served by underlings who will be there solely to serve and cater to our every whim. You will never want to go to a vanilla party again!
Ladies, this is your chance to be served by men and objectify them. CFNM includes activities that are not particularly oriented towards female dominance and superiority, but a modicum of humiliation and punishment to the nude men not behaving according to protocol would be expected, nay, encouraged!
Gentlemen, this is your chance to parade yourself 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 Throne Room
Our friends were meeting us at the dungeon. We tried this scene at home and we ended up pulling out the ceiling chains from the rafters. The set up was for suspension not stretching. So we planned on doing this stretching scene in the throne room at the dungeon.
That was the plan.
The set up was simple. I was going to be in the middle and our friends were going to be on each side of me. My wrists were attached to chains that went to the ceiling and the excess chain hanged down on each side of me so that our friends could pull them.
The dominant watched from the throne placed in n front of me. She would give the order and the chains would be pulled and I would be lifted onto the air with my arms pulled wide.
That was the plan.
For this scene I didn't have much to do. All I had to do was strip down to my string bikini bottoms and attach chains to my suspension cuffs. My arms were spread wide as I waited for the order.
"Stretch her!"
The husband and wife on either side of me started pulling the chains. But they struggled. By flexing my biceps I was able to fight the chains. Two more friends who were watching joined in. Now there were two people on each side of me pulling the chains. By flexing my biceps I was still able to fight the chains.
Two more people joined in. I now had six people trying to pull me apart. I was now on my tiptoes as my arms were being pulled wide and I was being stretched. Two more people joined in. I now had eight people, four on each side, pulling the chains that were now stretching me.
I was now lifted off the floor with my arms tightly stretched by the chains. I let out a long moan of pain as I was being pulled apart. My torturers looked up at my torture stretched body and waited for the order
"Enough!"
They let go of the chains and I dropped to the floor. Spent. I know i am a good person and i am not a liar or a bullshitter, I find it an insult when someone tries to bullshit me and yet they insist, even swear, its the truth. I have no time for that.
I am a sub but i am a strong woman. Not a doormat in any sense tho i am a softy for those i care about.
I am pretty smart and have been told i am a pleasure to be with. Humor is a part of me, i am respectful, tho i can be a lil sassy now and then.
I do have 3 dogs 2 lil ones and a big one.
What i like the most about this lifestyle, is having the freedom to be and feel what i always felt but never let it show, because i believed it was a sign of weakness.
Most of the time i do like rough, sexually moreso than physically. Gradual spankings work for me.
I am submissive, i do not wish to take or have control, I do like to be able to share my thoughts and or feelings concerning whats going on. Submit to yourself and to the idea of submission. Give in. Give it up.
She will see it. She will be drawn to it. She will know.
She will hear your cry and see your hunger and it will cause Her own to rise
Express it without hesitation and without vulgarity.
And most importantly, express it with dignity and in a language of whispers only She will hear. Live it from your center, from your soul. When I was young. Many older ladies from my neighborhood,
older cousins, sisters friends who were 8+ years older were always
playing sexual type games with me. Never rape just playful type
things. Many of the older ladies had 70-80 porn. When I read
the stories I was most attracted to the ones about dominant
controlling women. As I got driving age I had a fake id and would go buy that type of porn on my own. I ahve had about 5 past
girlfriends in which we played femdom sexual games.
3 of them with much greater intensity. One of them
I did just about everything with. So I have experienced
everything I have wanted to. I found myself to be a great
oral lover and passionate pamperer. When one of the three
would reach a point when they themselves could not control
their inhibition, maybe because they were having rolling organisms
or near passion heights and would really let go, no concern for
me or my trauma but only focused on their own pleasure, I
would become a superman sexually for them.
I guess the more they were having super pleasures the more
I got into making that happen. With one of them, I was
actually scared of what might happen and we could read each others
thoughts without talking. That was truly amazing.
Thats a summary basically Well it's been a bit but I'm still here... I know, darn! LolI've been busy the rodeo royalty competition was a bust and very anger inducing not because I lost, because the individual who won used a racial slur against another person in the competition and was not only allowed to continue the competition but won?!?!?!??!!!! Yeah... you can see where this doesn't set well...
I've been nominated for the vice president position of my association but don't think I want it... I'm debating a hiatus, I think I'm due the break...
the working out has been not as steady no thanks to illnesses and injuries but regardless I am still working out 3-4 times weekly...
yeah I'm still determined I was asked to mentor a friend. I felt honored and delighted. I have been asked to teach technique before, but have never been asked to mentor someone. We had a fairly vague subject matter, but we set a weekly meeting time (with alternating location so as to split the driving burden) and met and discussed various topics over the course of a few months. We only missed two weeks - one due to my family emergency that erupted shortly after she arrived at the house, the other due to a scheduling conflict.
Next week is probably our last session and I am dismayed at the prospect of our regular meetings coming to an end. She is a smart, dynamic, powerful dominant and now an even more empowered wicked top. I can't wait to see what she does with all the knowledge I have conveyed. She is every bit my equal, albeit less experienced in these techniques, and I am hoping we'll do some collaborations in the future. I'm proud to know her and even prouder to claim her as my mentee. I don't like the terms student, pupil, or apprentice as none of these are accurate to our relationship.
As this chapter closes, my first experience as someone's mentor has been a very positive one. I hope any future dynamics are as rewarding.
~Ms. Elorin I am not looking for someone that wants to alter their anatomy!
I am not looking for a cuckold!
I am very much aware that even submissive men and slaves have desires! If any of the above applies to you, I wish you the best in your search!! It’s been a long time since I wore a chastity device. Mostly because after years on hormones I was joyously limp without significant effort so wearing it was like jewelry at best. Additionally as my testicles shrank getting a ring device to even stay on became more and more problematic. This year for several reasons I had to stop hormones for most of the year. The result is that in the last few weeks I’ve begun to experience small morning erections. Because of this, until I can restart hormones in another month or so I decided to go back to using a chastity device. Which gets me to the point of this entry.
The sheer act of putting on chastity has left me so horny! I’m grinding my ass on every seat when I sit down. Want to suck and stroke someone so badly. Why this surprises me is that most of the time while I love to please sex isn’t an overwhelming need. Frequently Asked Questions:
Q: How is your search going?
A: Are you fucking kidding me with this question!? If my search to become a slave was going well I wouldn't fucking be here would I? My search sucks because of assholes who send me emails that say, you look like you'd be a good fuck, how's your search going? I hate my search. I hate being allowed to use a computer and have a profile here. I hate that I'm allowed on the internet. I hate having rights. That's how my search is going you fucking idiot.
Q: Are you on hormones?
A: Well are you on viagra or Cialis? How's your blood pressure? Do you still get full erections? If you think this is an appropriate question to ask someone in a first email then you are not intelligent enough to own me. I'm so sorry that you're too dumb to own me. It could have been really special but I'm a real cunt who doesn't answer medical questions to perfect strangers who think THAT is a good way to break the ice.
Q: How's it going?
A: It's going fine. I am blown away by what an amazing first email this is and I want to be yours now. You are clearly the one. You asked me how it's going. No one has ever thought to start an email like that before. You are so unique and charming I can help but want to suck every drop of cum out of your cock that I can.
Q: Your profile says you're 18 but you've been here for years.
A: Wow. You're super smart. No fooling you. No Sir. I tried to pull a fast one but you were all over it and now I'm busted. You got me. It has nothing to do with the fact that this site doesn't update age on it's own and updating it myself means my profile might be down for weeks while they approve it if ever. Here's an idea though. Since you're so clever why don't you add the number of years I've been here to the age listed on my profile and conclude that's how I old I am now.
Q: Wanna be my slave?
A: No.
Q: Do you really think you're going to find a Master with an attitude like that?
A: Yes. He just won't be you. Unfortunately, you are a moron.
Q: You're very beautiful.
A: That's not a question but it is something every asshole on this site says to me so you saying it to me makes you exactly as special to me as it makes every other dude.
Q: You're so funny. I can't believe these guys ask you all these dumb questions. They are all idiots. I loved the sassy way you dealt with them in your FAQs. It's too bad there are so many fake doms on this site.
A: Shut up. This is almost as lame as the You're very beautiful or Are you on hormones emails. I get it. You read the FAQs. You must be better than the rest. Oh please Master, let me lick Your asshole clean now. You are amazing.
I'm getting a lot of the body builder types, which is great, I wish I had the discipline. And I will one day lol
So I'm guessing these types have women all over them because of the way that they look, so they don't bother having to be nice or developing a personality. Ya know.... having an actual conversation?
What is the point of having a "body" around if they act like an a**hole? No one wants to wake up everyday to a jerk
If all you have to offer is what your body looks like, then you can move on to the next profile.
I found the bases of this on another profile I just put my own spin on it. I will probably put it on both profiles in hopes at least one person will actually pay attention lol
I believe to be successful in a D/s relationship there has to be:
1. Attraction: both ways. Just because you are cruising pics and like mine doesn't mean I will like yours. And attraction is more than just looks. You can be the hottest but if you approach and say stupid things, then that will kill an attraction.
2. Connection: this is the same as a vanilla relationship, it just has d/s added in, anything else you need to get a pro domme or prostitute, which I am not and I am not interested in making an exception for anyone
3. Desire to Pursue Same Life Goals: We will be going out in the vanilla world as a "normal" couple. We need to have things in common. Not going to work if one likes to go to brunch, street fairs and casinos, etc. you know spend time together outside the home, doing fun things and the other just likes to sit around and play video games or talk to women on the net.
If someone wants consideration, then you should approach me with what I ask for within my profile (um, you did read it right? lol) If you do not, I assume you are not looking from consideration from me and/or you do not know how to follow commands. That is the main thing a slave/sub does, why would I be interested in you if you can't do something so simple?
I'm updating here as I just found out CollarChat is up and running again and it's my main reason for being on this site. But I realize some may look at my profile.
I still have the same thoughts I had put down in my profile years ago but there have been changes in my life. I'm no longer in Hawai'i. Might I go back? Possibly. I'm back in Canada and with all the insanity south of the border I'm unlikely to head back there soon. As I posted on CollarChat earlier today, my life is a shit show right now so my presence is purely for entertainment and a distraction from my reality. I just read this and feel I am not certain what this Master is saying, "[...] pain can be done on request or as punishment". My initial reaction is that a Master does nothing on request. A Master is willing to hear a request but just because a request is made and heard does not mean it will be fulfilled. Setting a precedent that if a slave makes a request it will happen, transfers power from the Master to the slave. The slave did not choose to be your slave to lead and be in control.
Acting as my own devil’s advocate and grammar police, I suppose this Master said, "can" and not "will". Coming back to what I said above, that just because it can or may be done does not mean it will be. I understand that everyone wants something different and truly I wish the Master who spoke those words all the best. I suppose the reason I am choosing to say anything at all is because it provides a juxtaposition to my own expectations for comparison and contrast.
For me, a 24/7 TPE does not establish any promises other than:
I will not risk my slave(s) life or limb deliberately or out of ignorance. Meaning, I would carefully consider my options and surround myself in knowledge to avoid it being hurt in such a way that it would lose its life or a limb. Nor would I act on impulse or emotion without forethought and I would in no way make a decision with deliberate malicious intent that would cause the aforementioned outcomes. If a Master allows his emotions to rule him when he is to be the definition of control, then that person still has growth before they should be controlling another, especially 24/7.
I am given the right to do with my or slave as I please. Meaning, no, and safe words are not an option. Nor will crying or begging change my mind. This does not mean I would abuse a slave. What it does mean is that any slave who wishes to submit to me has come so far as to know me and trust me that they understand I will push their limits but so that it helps them grow into the slave I want, even ones they label as absolutely not because there is nothing off-limits as the word no does not exist in the slave vocabulary.
The only right a slave has is the right to walk away before being collared. Once collared the slave is only let go if the slave is no longer useful. If a slave becomes severely injured so that the slave can no longer perform the tasks it has been doing faithfully, then I would first seek other ways for it to serve me faithfully, to accept its new roles, and to see it proud that it serves me still and was not simply discarded. A slave that I collar, I intend to keep unless I am unable to find a way for it to service me or the slave breaks one of several major rules (of which I will discuss another time).
I have seen slaves on here looking for a new Master because their Master found they were too old for them. I have no problem with a Master who has an age limitation on his slaves but I do have an issue with any Master who took on the responsibility of a slave and chooses to abandon it rather than assist it in finding it a new Master. As for me, so long as my slave(s) have purpose, I will keep them until the last breath in theirs or my body
Unfortunately waaaaay too many male bottoms on here claiming they are submissive = receiving play only means you are a bottom. A submissive looks to his Dominant Woman for HER decisions in life outside of the bedroom and BDSM play. Most newbies go be a play bottom asking for a service Top when you don't want an actual long-term relationship.
Meanwhile it's a warm day and I am planning what to wear at the Wembley ACDC / Pretty Wreckless concert in 2 weeks. Woohoo Go me. Leather boots, leather trousers with chains and a tshirt is idea one. Time to relace my black leather boots. Last night was tuned into KPR Retro Cocktail hour, a 2 hour program focused on post WW2 Popular Exotica, Islands, and really the worldwide impact of various musics in diverse cultures that the WW2 Soldiers were in contact with throughout the world and when returned Popular Music, Lounge (Clubbing today) Music and on the radio reflected their experiences with Hawaiian & other south Pacific influences, as well as, Latino Jazz or even Africa influence. Exotica, Space Age Bachelor Pad Musics and the list is endless. Actually lots of fun though the music a bit uneven in quality over all fun stuff. Been in correspondence with a few Sub's giving me some hopefulness that something real may in time develop between myself and one of them or another eventually. All Night Jazz followed, and had a couple of Rum & Dew cocktails while listening to some first rate jazz ensembles of this generation and going back to the old masters. Turned in, and realized mild depression of the other day has lifted. This morning woke up feeling a bit optimistic and feeling good about, if not already met, still meeting on this site a prospective submissive that will be a good fit for me and for her. Listening to some Baroque Music in background and since house work need be done and I'm the only one here might actually sweep up some if not all of the basement floor today. Plus do some organizing. Mostly was organized tool shop area, Landscape materials and gear in another area, Holiday decorations for inside & outside of house and other types of stuff stored in specific areas on basement shelves. Due, to having installed decorative gravel around the house and constructing a back patio, front yard twin garden plots and other such landscaping a lot of that stuff is on the floor off their shelf space and need to put all that stuff away as well as tools such as hammers, scrapers screwdriver, pliers, drill etc back into their proper locations within their specific areas. Would be pleasant must admit, now this morning, having a submissive wife doing this along side me, after having coffee together and myself taking a break to watch her busy and cleaning and ordering these matters as directed by myself. Do need to resume composing the set of Short String Quartets stopped work on a year ago, finished the first 60 but the total set will take another 10 to 12 weeks to finish, a total of 1,095. 1 for every day of the Pandemic over a 3 year period. However sweeping the basement also needs doing too.
OMG, the unconcious knows what the concious mind doesn't.
I've been walking around in a GDamn funky depression and could'n figure it out and not sleeping doesn't help. Bouncing up and down like a red rubber ball. Crying and laughing.
Sometime ago somebody mentioned my youngest grandson was born on the day my husband died. 4/17/20. But that fact went to the back of my mind until 4:50p today.
Screaming crying hysterical laughing, I almost admitted my self to psych unit until I figured it out. Oh fuck, And the song asks "What's got to do with it?" Everything.
It is days away from the anniversary of my husband's death. I prefer chatting with people in the lifestyle. Why? Because the lifestyle is fun and it's awesome to chat with people who actually practice bdsm in real life. The bdsm lifestyle is designed to root out the game players and predators. We do things to promote safe sane and consentual play. We hang out with each other. We share ideas and support each other. So just because you've been tying someone up in private doesn't mean you're in the lifestyle. If you haven't gone anywhere or done anything in real life. Or you've never had a sub or dominant in real time you are not a lifestyler. Go waste years of your life someplace else. Dinning Out with slave
I expect My slave was excited. At least I was hoping it would generate expectations in its little brain. it had not been fed solid food in the last ten days. it was being treated to My lose weight regime. Yes, it had lost a little, but, far from the goal I had determined for it.
Outside its cage I had enjoyed leaving pizza fresh from the oven in order that it might enjoy its denial. Actually, I doubt it was ‘enjoying’ smelling the pizza while slowly starving. What it enjoys is not an issue of My particular concern. Needless to say, I enjoyed its discomfort. In its journal it was recording dreams of gorging itself on delicious pizza. So, I offered a torture by way of tantalus for My pleasure.
In any case I watched its face closely as I announced it would be accompanying Me out to dinner. it had just finished its required ten miles on the tread mill and was sweating profusely. I let it catch its breath and cool down to the point of an onset of chill. I took a bight of a large corn-beef sandwich while its eyes devoured the sight of My pleasure. I slowly chewed the sandwich while My slave involuntarily chewed nothing but saliva.
When it seemed to be at the point of crying with the frustration of dental and hunger, I swallowed to clear My mouth and, negligently dropping the half eaten sandwich on the floor, I began to speak.
“Slave, tonight it will accompany Me to dinner out. I will allow it to wear ladies panties, the tight little boy shorts and a T-shirt. it will play chauffeur to the restaurant. it will sit on its hands and not speak without a nod of approval from Me. Before I go out to eat, I will beat it in order that it might keep its servile position in life firmly in its mind. I grant it the opportunity ask a question now about tonight’s adventure. Remember, any answer including punishment for any impertinence I perceive must elicit profound gratitude from it. Ask now, slave.”
Poor thing, it could not resist the crying need it felt for, at a minimum, the prospect of receiving food. “Master will it be fed tonight?” To which I responded with a series of face slaps. At each it did as it had been trained and forced its face up to face slapping position with its eyes firmly fixed on mine. No matter how hard I struck its impertinent cheeks it thanked Me profusely for a number of things. The ‘things’ included that it was receiving attention from a Better, it had the opportunity to serve, that it was learning etc.
Later that day, still wondering if it would be fed, the slave although in advanced years of age was dressed much like a little boy included Buster Brown shoes was kneeling by the front door waiting to drive Me to My repast.
As I approached the door ready to leave My residence, I thought I heard My slave properties stomach growl its protest at the lack of something to digest. Darn if I thought I heard the same little growl as I passed it through the door it held open to the interior of My car. I gave it the destination from My comfortable seat. I suspect the slave was pleased to be driving rather than locked in the trunk of the car as it usually was.
It did a competent job of driving, holding the door for me at the entrance of the restaurant and then parking the car. I enjoyed the sight of it running back to me to open the door of the eating establishment. When I announced My name we were conducted to a both. My slave used a handkerchief it carried for just such occasions to wipe down the seat I was about to occupy. As I sat, it waited at the ready should I require anything else in the moment.
When I was comfortable, I took a moment to survey the table. The linen tablecloth was spotless and was not overly starched. The flatware was sterling, the plates were all porcelain and the glass all crystal. It pleased Me to see such an elegant setting before me. All the while My slave property maintained a standing posture ramrod straight with eyes focused on My face waiting for instructions.
I casually looked at My adoring chattel and nodded slightly. At this indication from Me it took its seat on its hands.
The reader may skip the following digression. Sitting on one’s hands sounds simple enough. However, hand sitting is far from comfortable. The reader might like to try a little experiment and spend some time sitting on hands for a while. The longe one sits in that fashion the less comfort afforded. Further, there is the question of palms up or down. Up or down question in My realm depends on the surface the ass is to rest on. A hard surface with palms up leaves discomfort to mount slowly to the ass while the back of the hands almost immediately suffer from the weight of the sitter and the hard surface the knuckles and back of hand are pressed into. A soft cushion, such as the current eatery provided would receive the back of the hand with grace and ease. However, if the hands are palm down, the soft surface causes the hands to bend backward and over time gain certain agony to the sitter. Guess which way My slave property had been trained to orient its palms?
Water was in each of the crystal water glasses provided. There was a carafe of H2O on the table as well. I sipped My water while I perused the menu. My slave property kept its eyes on My face should I require anything, even as its thirst remained unquenched. I discarded the wine list. My drinking days are long past. However, I was aware My slave was a drinker (the reader should note the past tense.)
The waitress arrived to collect the order. She enquired about drink preference. Noting My decline and nothing by way of speech from My companion, went on to the food question. My order was rather simple, a crab cocktail, followed by a caesar salad, main course of prime rib.
“And for the gentleman?” enquired the wait person after turning to face it.
I watched as My slave’s face reddened ever so slightly. I looked forward to reading its journal entry regarding this whole dinner, especially, its reaction to the “for the gentleman” inquiry. I sadistically savored its quandary of imperative sustenance need and secure knowledge it was to have only what I allowed.
“You may bring one dry piece of toasted white bread, please.”
With a very well, Sir, she turned to place the order with the cook.
“it may have a sip of water, slave.” Of course My slave property could not resist taking more than a sip. It even allowed some liquid to dribble down its chin as it downed half a glass. “Remind Me, slave, to beat it severally for taking more than a sip and for removing hands from under its ass without permission.”
A good mantra for a submissive to live by...
A submissive’s life is to be in service as required and of service however desired and solely for their Dominant and Owners pleasure amusement and comfort.
A submissive’s function should be to strive to be a completely willing and capable of serving for the constant enhancement of the Dominant and Owner's daily life and pleasure in every way possible and on a continuous basis with absolute obedience, commitment and dedication.
A submissive understands that the decisions and rules of the Dominant are to be accepted and followed without hesitation or conflict at all times regardless of personal feelings or conflict.
A submissive understands and willingly accepts that it needs its Dominant’s control, use, discipline and punishment as deemed fit at anytime.
A submissive needs to accept that it's Dominants and Owner's pleasure, amusement and comfort must be its priority and be all that really matters to the submissive foremost.A submissive understands and accepts that its own pleasure must come from how well it pleases, serves and accepts being used and controlled by it's Dominant and that it may be rewarded if deemed appropriate or pleasurable to its Owner. The Most Dangerous Woman in the Room
Intelligence is non-negotiable for me. Not as a preference, not as a nice-to-have. As oxygen. The dynamic I crave lives and dies on the quality of mind across from me, and frankly, a dull submissive is the least interesting thing I can imagine. What would be the point of the subversion without something worth subverting?
Because that is what this is, at its core. Subversion. And it is my favorite thing about my own dominance.
There is a particular kind of woman the world has decided it understands. Beautiful, polished, old money in her bones and silver screen glamor in the way she moves. The kind of woman who makes a room recalibrate when she enters it, not loudly, but inevitably. The world looks at her and thinks it knows the story: the accomplished man beside her, the elegant life, the complementary pair. Matched. Balanced. Conventional, underneath the gorgeous surface.
The world is wrong, and I find that endlessly delightful.
He is, to every outside eye, exactly what he appears: successful, intelligent, the kind of man other men respect without quite knowing why. He carries himself well. He speaks well. He is, in every social context that matters to anyone watching, her equal, if not more. The couple that makes people feel vaguely inspired just by existing in the same room.
And then the door closes.
And he kneels.
That gap, between the world's assumption and the private truth, is where the magic lives for me. It is cinematic in the way that only real things can be cinematic, because no one scripted it, no one performs it for an audience, no one gets to see it but us. It is entirely, privately ours. A secret folded inside the most publicly acceptable packaging imaginable.
There is something about a genuinely powerful man choosing, with full understanding of what he is doing, to place himself at the mercy of a woman who will use that power exactly as she sees fit, that feels like the most honest thing two people can construct together. Not despite his strength. Because of it. Submission means nothing from someone who had nothing to surrender. The kneeling matters because of who is doing the kneeling.
And I will not pretend the aesthetics are irrelevant, because they are not. The cut of a well-made dress. The particular quality of composure that reads as warmth to strangers and means something else entirely to him. The way the room sees two people and I know, with complete and unhurried certainty, exactly what is happening under the surface of every pleasant exchange. That knowledge is its own kind of power, and I wear it the way I wear everything: beautifully, and without explaining myself to anyone.
The Trad wife trope exists as a container for a certain kind of woman. Lovely, accomplished on the correct terms, a complement to the man she stands beside. I find that container useful primarily for how satisfying it is to blow the bottom out of it, privately, completely, in ways the people who built it will never see coming and never get to witness.
That, to me, is what real magic looks like.
11/07/2024
Take Notice
I will be unavailable until further notice.
The noted positions have not been filled ...
For those that meet preferences and follow direction
I may or may not be checking in periodically.
I am looking for a slave one who's only desire is to make me happy and to make my life a little easier. Cooking cleaning running errands doing what I need in real life.clean my car do yard work. Build crafts with me or for me. It would not be about how much pain I give you. Or if you are used sexually or if I tie you up although I may do any of those things and more but when and how is up to me. I do not want to micromanage a slave that is a job to do so my slave is here to serve me not me keep tract if everything for it. I want a slave that can be integrated in to my life both lifestyle and vanilla. I want to have fun times. But keep in mind I can be demanding and moody. This is what I want. At this time I can not have a slave live with me but I need one to live near me. Even if they need to move near me. i need them to have their own source of income because I can not afford to take care of you. I do not live a glamorous life style but a real life I am not sophisticated I am a country girl at heart. I am not rich or even well off but like most people I make it day by day. Week by week. I am real and I am Dominant and controlling I like things my way. Been some time since this was added to. We are still openn to the right person, most just do not fit within our household, as We have a high expectation. We do not wish to hear about your gift as if it is some thing and different then anyone else, only to find that gift is an expectation of some kind of entitlement. If you wish to e treated as entitles then list your self as a top.
We have no desire of wasting your time, as it is valuable, so stop wasting ours. Please do not bother messaging me if you are a Sadist and can't respect my limits. Yes I have lots of limits but that just means I know what I do not like. Do not try to argue with me about them or say that I should consent to them. I will not, there is a story behind many of them so no I don't have to share my reasoning behind it. I do not care if you have trained married women before, that doesn't mean that every single married woman is going to consent to your so called training especially if you blow off their limits like its nothing.
What gets me though is telling me that flogging is all about sadism and pain, its really not and if you are a real Dom you would know that. There are many types of flogging impliments and many are not painful at all, I prefer thuddy impliments because they don't hurt yet will still get a reaction out of me. Just like you can't tell me that loosing feeling in part of your body while in bondage is just "part of the experience." No it is not, if you start to loose feeling that means something might be going wrong, I know this because a so called rope Dom told me it was "part of the experience" when I said my hands had gone numb, but a real rope Dom had told me that wasn't true so yes I know quite a few things don't bother trying to test me I will call you out on your bs. The renter next door doesn't keep up with the yard. It looked almost like beach grass, reaching to just about my height, with some wildflowers thrown in. Yesterday he took a weed whacker to it. Today I noticed he left the wildflowers standing. I don't know him at all, just the clues I collect when I pass by. He likes to sleep with the windows open. He knows about engines. He drives over the snow instead of shoveling, which is my least favorite clue, as I now do his sidewalk. Frankly, it annoyed me, so I shoveled it directly onto his driveway. This new flowers clue is my favorite so far. HEAT
Tossing and turning. I just can not seem to fall asleep! I am hot so I get up and take off my t shirt. I am lying back in bed with the light beaming off my clock.......I am not worried about the time cause I can stay in bed all day today.....I try to deflect my thoughts from this apparent hot flash.....I drag the sheet down and an instant sensation is felt as it flows over my nipples........my back arches in response and I become very moist from that simple act......I push the sheet down over my naval and let it drop between my thighs........OH MY it is hot!
I am aroused and I am not sure why......no other thoughts are on my mind except for me thinking about my body.......I turn on my side and the moisture has flowed between my ass cheeks........I rub my bottom and as I slowly spread my cheeks.......my pussy starts to pulsate and the moisture is thick and very warm......I slide a finger between my cheeks and run it around my hole.......so warm, so moist....WOW
It's quiet around here at 4 in the morning. Makes a girl think about why she is awake. Oh, that's right, the puppy needed to go outside. The ups and downs of cuteness, friends. One minute she is snuggling next to you, the next you're coaxing her outside so she won't pee on the carpet. You're thinking about how females are all the same, aren't you. Despite that ONE TIME, I have never needed to be coaxed outside.
Now that I'm awake do I get up early and get things done, or do I try to go back to sleep for what will end up being six seconds before the alarm goes off? You're right, six seconds of sleep is the clear winner here. I decided to write this for myself and share it with any other wannabe cucks out there that wanted home training.
Phase 1: Obtain/purchase a used pair of women's shoes. There are plenty of websites that sell them. You can get them on Ebay. You can even be bold and try looking in a thrift store or garage sale. Once you get the shoes you will stick your nose inside them and smell them while you jerk off. Think of the shoe like a gas mask for jerking off. You can only jerk off while wearing your gas mask. Do this for two weeks, it will condition your brain to associate feet as a sexual organ. The smell of feet will become a turn on for you. Once you become a true cuck, foot worship will be a regular part of your duties.
Phase 2: Purchase a small butt plug. From now on if you jerk off you can only have an orgasm with something in your ass. If you orgasm without a plug or toy in your ass you will have to start the whole process over from day 1. This process will condition your brain to associate orgasms with anal stimulation. Watch cuckold or interracial porn every night for at least thirty minutes. If you feel the need to jerk off make sure you insert a plug or toy. Don't forget to wear your shoe mask. Do this for two weeks and then move on to phase 3.
Phase 3: Purchase a larger toy for your ass. I would recommend longer as opposed to wider. So you can hit your P spot. Also purchase a chastity device. Put on the chastity device, then fuck your own ass with the toy until you orgasm without touching your cock. This may be difficult at first. I recommend putting the toy on an office chair and riding it like that. From now on the only orgasms you are allowed to have are through your asshole. You are not allowed to jerk off anymore. Fuck your ass to orgasm every night while wearing your chastity device and shoe mask. Do this for three weeks.
Phase 4: Purchase a sissy outfit, a wig and a pair of sexy women's shoes in your size. Purchase a bigger dildo or anal plug. Purchase an additional lifelike realistic black dildo. Dress in your sissy outfit. Give yourself a photoshoot in your sexy new outfit. Fuck yourself in the outfit with your new larger toy. While doing so practice giving head to the black dildo. Make sure to take the following pictures of yourself. One with the dildo in your ass. One with the dildo in your mouth. Profile addendum: standards and statusI did not specify on my profile but while I don't have a particular physical type (hair colour or skin tone has never mattered to me) I am not attracted to large or bbw women. I do find very curvy women attractive but slender or athletic is what I am used to. As for my marital status, the ex wife/sub moved out of the home the beginning of 2024. So far anyhow, we remain legally married for reasons of survivor benefits, insurance, etc., but all romantic ties are ended. If a reason comes along that necessitates a change that may very well happen but my current status will not affect or impede any potential relationships going forward in any way. Updates again, no longer outside of Bishop Auckland now nearer to Hartlepool and Peterlee.
No longer a couples profile, wife passed away so it's just me. Anyone who remembers meeting us from Reading, Durham etc please feel free to say hi.
Looking for play things, ideally the 1950's household where the wife/lady of the house stays home and takes care of the housegold chores. Man is king of his domain.
Also now looking for tv/cd/subs again, been time away for life but now actively looking. Fear the past:
In the shadows of my past, a man filled with rage,
Terrified of losing control, trapped in a cage.
Once consumed by anger, consumed by hate,
Afraid to unlock the demons, their destructive fate.
Like a storm on the horizon, brewing deep within,
Memories of the past, where darkness had been.
Fear grips my heart, as I walk this fragile line,
Afraid to slip back, to a time so unkind.
But in the depths of despair, a flicker of hope,
A light in the darkness, a way to cope.
I find strength in the present, in the love that surrounds,
A new path forward, where solace abounds.
Though the fears may linger, like shadows in the night,
I choose to face them, to stand and fight.
For within me lies the power to change,
To break free from the past, to find a new range.
So I tread this path with caution, with courage by my side,
Facing my fears head-on, with nowhere to hide.
For in embracing my vulnerability, I find my true self,
A man reborn, no longer trapped by anger's stealth. When it comes to first impressions and initial messages a few things are important to keep in mind:
If you find yourself asking me when I'll be moving in with you. Don't.If you find yourself explaing what my routine will be as your basement-dwelling chained up toy. Don't.If you find yourself sharing all the things you've done with previous conquests. Don't.
I try to be a positive person but some of you make it very hard. I mean I like hard things, but not like this. Got home a little early today and took my girl to the bark park. She's not very good with packs of dogs and people who don't watch them, but it's fairly empty this early. Pretty sure we have interrupted old man social hour as their dogs wander and bark at squirrels, but my girl is doing okay and there is a dog just her size. Quite the little Romeo, whispering sweet nothings into her ear. If only it were that simple. You sniff my parts, I sniff your parts. Choose, or not. Through the Lens of Rika: The Sophia-Michael Connection Unveiled part 6
5. Balancing the Divine Masculine Energy
These men carry divine masculine energy that values action over words. Their emotional intuition is real, but they channel it into action and protection, which may feel like distance to you. For you, as Sophia, it’s about recognizing that this is their expression of love. A quick "hi" might feel emotionally connecting to you, but to him, showing love could mean working to make sure everything is stable and secure for the future.
How to Navigate This:
Anchor into the trust that you’ve been practicing. When he’s distant, remind yourself of how he’s showing love through his actions, even when it’s not immediate. Say, “He’s providing for us, and his distance is part of his process. I trust him.”
Ground your emotional needs through spiritual or personal practices when he’s not available. Remember that just because he’s distant in the moment doesn’t mean the love isn’t there. Lean into your own energy and strengthen yourself while he works.
Embrace his rhythm—Michael-embodied men have a different rhythm of emotional connection, and part of your journey is learning how to move in sync with it without feeling left behind.
It's not that he doesn't feel your anxiousness—he does—but sometimes his response to that is through action and providing, not necessarily through quick emotional reassurances.
ending all this lyric journey on this last part of the chorus:
'Cause you can call me, put you on me
'Cause I'm all you need boy
You know you're nothing like the others (Yeah boy, yeah boy)
You're nothing like the others
something happens even if the relationship never comes to full fruition between these two energies. whenever they come together the chance of inner knowledge, spiritual knowledge, growth physically/emotionally/mentally/and yes if it happens sexually is immense. even in fleeting moments, shorter moments. which is why if you find one and have a long term connection that is sacred full out and committed on both ends..sky is the limit if you can hang on for the ride each time and come back to each other....
but even for brief moments, he's all she needs because this energy resonance of original souls does something powerful other unaligned not wrong, just not as resonante such as complimentary and dissonant notes musically, happens. in those brief moments they elevate and enrich each other in a way other people just can't.
YOU'RE NOTHING LIKE THE OTHERS.
Have you ever experienced a connection that felt deeper than words or logic—where you knew there was something unexplainable drawing you together, even if it didn’t fully manifest? How did it impact your understanding of relationships or your own energy?
This analysis taps deeply into the energetic dynamics of the Sophia archetype and the Archangel Michael archetype within spiritual partnerships, exploring how these energies interact, challenge, and elevate one another. Let’s break down the spiritual and relational layers for the collective:
1. The Soul-Level Resonance:
You describe the meeting of a Sophia-aligned feminine energy and a Michael-aligned masculine energy as magnetic, undeniable, and highly charged. This is reflective of the idea that they are fragments of the same divine essence, split into complementary energetic expressions.
The “nothing like the others” lyric speaks to this resonance—these connections aren’t like ordinary human interactions. They vibrate at a higher frequency and awaken aspaspects of the soul that lie dormant in other relationships.
Collective Insight: When two souls meet who carry these energies, their interaction often serves as a catalyst for growth, even if it’s brief. For those encountering this dynamic, it’s important to recognize that not all soul-level connections are meant to last a lifetime; some serve as activations, bringing clarity, lessons, and alignment.
2. The Bridge: Knowing the Self Before Knowing the Other:
The lyrics “I can know myself” highlight a critical spiritual principle: self-awareness is the foundation for recognizing and navigating soul-aligned relationships. For Sophia archetypes, this means deeply understanding their spiritual gifts and emotional needs before fully connecting with a Michael.
The insight into the Sophia energy's ability to discern different masculine archetypes emphasizes the depth of her intuition and her connection to divine wisdom.
I was enslaved by older master in 1980 and served my Master until His death in 2017. He made it clear from the very beginning that I had to be dressed in nylon stockings with suspenders as part of my slave uniform. He in no way wanted to feminize me.
He even wore pantyhose himself as a natural part of his daily attire He was 12 years older than I and extremely masculine and authoritarian. A white collar and wealthy Master. A man who weighted obedience and discipline. A Master you dared not do anything but obey. As time went by he became more and more demanding. Discipline and obedience were not up for discussion. His word was law. Love and fear were two sides of the same coin, and he managed to make me fall in love with him. I really feared disappointing him, as the consequences were merciless punishment, be it lack of love disobedience and mistakes as well as ruined nylon stockings I had never been with a man sexually before I met my master, but his power over me constantly drew me closer to my Mater and deepened my slavery and I ended up loving him and becoming addicted and I ended up feeling it as a reward when he commanded me to suck his cock, swallow his cum and drink his urine and even to kiss him He took total control and quietly increased my slavery until eventually there was no way out of slavery
Nylon stockings developed into a strong fetish and I connected my master’s power with his pantyhose. His legs were strong like a former footballer and the tights emphasized his masculinity and strength He was married when I met him, and for several years I served my Master more or less daily at His office. He owned His own business. He widowed ten years before he died so His last ten years my service was moved to His private estate then on I became his total slave. My slavery was greatly expanded and without any limits.
Master had a friend with whom he often shared me during some years. He was then required to wear pantyhose too which he did with no problem.
I am NON-BINARY and I use They/Them/Blue pronouns.
ALL submissive candidates will need to c0mplete The F0rm. It's lengthy, it's personal, and it might require some thought on your part. It's a job application. If you want the job and the benefits, then it's worth your time and effort.
If you cannot visit or meet within 6 to 8 weeks, then don't waste my time or yours. Come back when you're ready to serve. Returning to Seattle for 10 days to check in on things, attend (unfortunately) a funeral for a relative, and breath in some good PNW fresh air. Wondering if I need to bring along my chastity cage in case a keyholder wants to manage it for my 7 of my 10 days (traveling up and back for the other 3). MSG me (please) if interested as a 1 week KH and Domme! Currently Age 56 with TLSCP as age 54
We are not M/s Dommes but D/s Dommes which has both of us puzzled why many ask if we are looking for slaves. If you are unsure what the difference in dynamic style is in regards to TPE, please look into it because you may accidentally enter the wrong dynamic which could be very unsatisfying for all parties involved in it.
We do not seek submissives but more letting life evolve naturally where it may make sense for all that it is a good fit. We are known to take up to a year for the get-to-know process before a commitment to co-habitation and other relationship titles are considered within the dynamic.
We do have an online long-distance online submissive who is not negotiable nor do we have any interest to dissolve the established relationship created among us. I got a taste recently of the frustration Doms must feel on a daily basis. I started chatting with another sub/slave type and the chat brought out my rare dominant side. As I began describing what I used to like to do to subs when I was more of a dom myself, this guy immediately started whining that he wouldn't like that. As the conversation went on, he continued to whine that we wouldn't be into this or even interested in trying that.
You're not a sub, honey. You're a pud-whacker. Something that might be useful to consider -
When you write someone, especially a femme presenting person on here who is probably drowning in crap emails,
and you say any variation of "love your profile" or "I read your profile" -
we can look at Who's Viewing Me? with just a simple click of the mouse, to SEE if you actually read that profile. If your name isn't there, then we know without any further effort that you are
1) a liar who will say whatever they think will get their dick wet
and
2) lazy. You couldn't even put in the 3 to 5 minute effort to read and find out who we are before lying.
Add in that most of us put something in the profile to sort out the time wasters, like a code word or request. That way we can see at a glance, often without even opening the email and just hovering our mouse over it, if the email has that code word or request honored.
Which means only people (guys) that actually make that effort will get read or responded to.
Because I can tell you after nearly 20 years on this site that the guys who don't read your profile NEVER show up. At all. They almost to a man write minimal responses to any reply they get, always about what they want done to them, and they are usualy just wanting free phone sex at most. They are a waste of time and effort, because they aren't here for actual BDSM or any variation thereof.
No one wants to cater to that. Which is why we usually just delete the email without reading further.
If you actually DO want to find a BDSM partner, you need to make that effort, READ that full profile, and figure out if the person behind that pretty picture is actualy compatible with your interests, then write a REAL email to that human being much like if you walked up to them on the street, mentioning whatever code words or requests are in it, and what it was that you offer that they are wanting.
I know its slow and frustrating and a lot of work, but the alternative is being the spammer that everyone deletes automatically. So, I am getting a lot of the same questions repeatedly… let me address some of them here. Let me start with a statement that will be an umbrella over many of these questions. As stated in my profile, we gave up porn. His struggle was giving up visual porn, mine was written porn. I can see even now, in these questions, verses our life, how important it was that I gave up the written porn. Our life, our play, or intimacy, was not defined by the world of BDSM labels. It was organic. There were no contracts, no plans, no agreements. There was rarely any direction given, except in the moment, as needed for the moment. Now I will try to explain further in answering some questions Q. Was my husband my “Master” “Dominate” “Sir”etc. A. My husband was my husband. Most of the time I called him hun, sweetheart, darling. If I know I had been sassy and pushed him too far and was getting myself into trouble, I might slip into a Sir to try to bail myself out, to try to show respect. If he was giving me a direction during a punishment I might respond with a Yes Sir. I was not necessarily instructed to do this, it happened organically. I was raised in a home where Ma’am and Sir is a way you show respect. Even teaching Sunday school I will refer to a kid as Sir when I want to get their attention, it is a common phrase in my vocabulary, and thus a natural one for me to use when it seemed appropriate with my husband. Did I wander around the house asking “Sir” what he wanted for breakfast in front of our son… No. absolutely not. Unless I was being totally sarcastic and playing around. In which case, I was probably talking to our kid lol.
Q. Was my marriage a “1950’s”, “1960’s”, “Taken in Hand”, “Domestic Discipline” again with the BDSM community labels… A. Nope. I would not call my marriage any of these. Taken in Hand and Domestic Discipline in BDSM terms tend to imply something far more formal than what we had, and sometimes even imply religious cause, which as I have stated was absolutely not the case. As far as Period “play”, this would probably imply I was also some awesome house keeper, cook, etc. Some sort of naked kinky June Cleaver comes to mind, in nothing but my apron, dusting the house and making meals while caring for the kids. Again, nope. Our son has behavioral heath special needs and it took all I had to not lose my mind trying to deal with his needs, we went through a remodel, moved 3 times, my husband was often in and out of hospitals, even before he got really sick, as such, my house keeping was minimal quite often, meals were what we could manage in an active remodel. My husband often helped with domestic chores such as cooking, cleaning, laundry, when I eventually went back to work after our son was an adult and out of the home. Q. So, what are some examples of how our relationship remained within the faith, but we still enjoyed each other in this way? A. An example my husband sometimes gave when trying to explain it to someone was the example of a washing machine. We need a new washing machine. I do most of the laundry. He doesn’t care if the machine is front loading or top loading, that is a preference I would care about. His concern is cost. He gives me a budget to work within. I then do research on washers. I find a few models I like and come back and discuss the pro’s and con’s with him. Of course, they should have probably all been within the budget he allowed, but knowing me, I probably slipped one in that was bit over… After all, he can always just say no. I will probably sell him on it though lol. He adored me and spoiled me like that. He always tried to give me anything I wanted if he could. So, I then make the arrangements to buy the washer and have it delivered and installed. So, as you see, it was a team effort. However, the budget we were working with was up to him. Honestly, could I have responsibly managed to buy a washer within budget without him, sure. I hate to spend money like that though and probably would have allowed myself half the budget and gotten junk to be honest. He helped to balance me like that. Q. So, this next question has come in a number of different forms, but at the end of the day, everyone is curious about the number one thing around this site. Was I given correction for things, what form did that come in, and how did I feel about it? A. As I don’t read porn, I am certainly not about to sit here and write it for you. The details of this is a conversation for after we get to know each other much better. In short, yes, there absolutely was correction. He was a very heavy handed man to be honest. How did I feel about it? Straight up, I am not a fan of pain in the moment. I am not a “pain slut” you will never hear me scream out “thank you sir may I have another” lol. I would do just about anything to avoid pain. That being said, no physical restraints were ever needed. I did as was told, took what I had coming when I had it coming. No, I found zero pleasure in the moment.
COFFEE AND ME
I awaken to your gentle licks upon my labia what a way to start your day!!!!
You assist me with my toileting needs.......you dressed me and then you take me to the kitchen..... you bring me my cup of coffee and a slice of raisin toast..... you get in position on all fours so I can put my feet up while I browse the net and enjoy my coffee and toast.
I enjoy rubbing my feet on your naked body, my feet across your balls and your lil pussy cock. You are very easily stimulated with my every touch. I do enjoy arousing you💦💦💦💦💦! I rub my foot under your belly and to the Head of your cock you are dripping my pet👅
I command you to turn over on your back...... lying flat as I drip some butter near your navel.....I rub it through your thin hairy patch with my toes and then down to your cock with a nice even spread
You like that don't you my pet....... I think to myself will I allow you to cum today....... spreading the butter of your dick and feeling it throb and get harder with my every touch makes me very moist......... I outline your lips with my big toe and then tell you to lick it........ I lean over taking the spoon from my coffee and rub it on your balls and I notice your cock is so hard for me but I need you to relax so I give your balls a nice little slap with the spoon.......... you let out a moan. I run the spoon up your shaft to the head of your cock moving it slowly in a circular motion then back down the shaft to your balls with another 4 slaps I then lean back and relax and allow you to lick all the butter off my foot........ my nipples are very hard and I can't resist caressing them as you clean all the butter off my foot like a good pet......... your tongue sliding through each of my toes making my nipples hard..... I'm rubbing them and and my pussy is so moist and throbbing........ I take my cup of coffee and drip a little bit of the warm tasty liquid on my nipples.......slowly I lick my hard nipples! Gently pinching and pulling them. I bring my nipple to my mouth and slowly suck off the sticky sweet warm coffee........Oh yes my pussy is throbbing and I know I'm about to cum........you sucking my toes and rubbing my foot like a good little pet....... make me explode my pet...........WOW
its two big things are dehumanization and milking. There are items that go along with that, like training and leash etc, but still fall under dehumanizing and milking.
The type of dehumanizing is a bit more fuid. Obvious is cow and that is very acceptable. However, it is nice to be more social/interactive with owners and thinks as a puppy this is more likely so would be very happy to be a puppy.
In either case, so long as it no longer sees itself as human and is milked, that is its fantasy (Yes for now it is fantasy, being realistic, can call it goal if you prefer). Not looking to be abused, kept as a pet and treated as any sane person would treat a pet. If these words resonate, reach out.
I’m seeking a kindred spirit—relaxed, creative, and adventurous—someone drawn to trust, curiosity, and the possibility of a long-term D/s dynamic that grows from genuine connection.
I’m contemplative and sometimes quiet, always seeking balance in mind, body, and spirit. I find joy in laughter, art, books, good food, and music. Creativity moves through my days, whether I’m solving a problem, writing something small, or savoring stillness.
Nature centers me. I live on four acres in southern Arizona, nurturing a young permaculture forest through rainwater harvesting. I hope to meet someone who loves the land, appreciates regenerative living, and feels at ease in a semi-rural rhythm. I wander deserts and mountains, enjoy festivals and flea markets, and cherish quiet nights by the fire or beneath the stars.
I believe physical sensation can open deeper truths—where curiosity meets intention and transformation begins. In partnership, I care for emotional, physical, and spiritual well-being as one woven whole.
In D/s, submission is trust and intentional surrender and control is earned not taken. I’m drawn to someone self-aware, resilient, and grounded—someone who can lean into guidance while keeping a strong sense of self. Honest dialogue and mutual growth matter to me.
I envision a disciplined relationship where structure supports your evolution, where I take daily direction seriously and help you rise to your best self. This dynamic thrives with someone who craves clarity, consistency, and meaningful standards.
Building an authentic M/s relationship takes time. It starts with conversation. Open and honest about what things mean, experiences, expectations, and more. How else would we determine if we are good for each other. Then, it takes a leap of faith from both of us. I've been surprised by a "slave" who was so rude and so standoffish. I get I am not for everyone just as not everyone will be a good match for Me. But still... kindness is for everyone.
I am not a wannabe. Nor am I just a thirsty boy looking for sex. Sex will be a great part of our dynamic but it's not what drives Me. I've lived this life authentic for many many years. I seek that 24/7 TAT/TPE again.
That likely starts on line and then moves to calls and visits. I am not here to scam you, lead you on, have you send pics, or wank off to you on skype. Not My thing at all. I am old school. you'll always be treated with respect. Being in charge doesn't equate to mean or disrespectful.
Just about every ex or ex play partner will have good things to say about Me. One was a compulsive liar who turned nasty. A few of them would love for Me to collar them again. you will not be disappointed with Me if you are truly seeking a deep D/s or M/s bond and relationship.
I am still in Grand Rapids while I look at places to relocate to. I'll buy a house and settle in wherever that leads Me to. I hope you'll take a leap of faith.
MT I am an expert at free-form shibari but to me it is a tool to melt your mind, not the focus. Focus for me is a person who wishes to please me how I want to be pleased, whose core focus is obedience and will be happy if I am happy. Is that you? Then message me if you live in Brentwood, or Romford, Kent or near London = England.
Do drive and have a car so going to munches and fetishes clubs runs smooth. No, waiting for cabs when I am tired, is not my thing.
It has to be real-time and long term. I am a Dominant Woman Sadist say take pain for any reason I choose. Be aware I talk to a person as mine, we will discuss the universe and everything. I am not looking for a doormat to ignore.
A gentle thoughtful man to be my cute pack horse, my cleaner and my cuddle bunny works for me.
For some people it’s all about degradation, but for others is about being loved, cherished, and adored.
Yet some people have a full on kink for proper, deep and complete degradation. So much so that they actively seek it out knowing they will be dragged through hell to the ends of the earth.
I'm curious about this.
What about it feels good or drives the return for more?
Why does it feel a need?
Is there a cause or reason that has prompted this need?
Life doesn’t give you breaks. The echoing silence of the house after work is a painful reminder of the voids that have been created in the past few years. James's memories are still fresh, like an unfinished story that replays in my mind every time I find a moment of quiet. The vibrant life he introduced me to, our moments of intimacy in the world of BDSM, and the painful void of his loss due to COVID.
But this year, just when I thought I was gathering myself up, learning to stand again, another wave hit. Dad's gone. It's been four agonizing weeks since his heart failed him, and my world crumbled, yet again.
Coming home, I see mom trying to cope, trying to smile for me, but her eyes betray the pain. As much as she leans on me, I lean on her. Between the bustle of the law firm, my weekend beauty appointments, and the humdrum of daily chores, it's these stolen quiet moments with mom that have become my solace. We share memories, of dad's quirks, of his love for spicy food, of the times he'd dance with me on old Bollywood numbers.
this city feels so different without James and now, without dad's laughter ringing through the corridors of our house. The weekends are a . Between the shopping, the laundry, and the cooking, there's this constant underlying grief that seems to tag along.
Sometimes, during my beautician shifts, I wonder what's next for me? Would I find love again? Or perhaps another purpose? My heart feels so brittle, afraid to hope, afraid to dream.
Yet, with every sun that sets, there's a hope for a new dawn, a new beginning. I believe James and dad would want me to find happiness, to thrive, to make them proud. And so, I promise myself to take each day as it comes, to find little moments of joy and to cherish the love that I've been so lucky to experience. My profile makes clear that I am looking for someone who is local.
If you are not local, if you don't already travel to and stay in San Antonio regularly and you write to me wanting to be my submissive, that tells me something about you and our potential dynamic.
It tells me that you don't believe the rules apply to you for some reason. How would this inspire me to enter a dynamic with you where I make the rules, never knowing which you will respect and which you will disregard on a whim?
It tells me that you won't respect my boundaries. How can we build trust if I know that my personal preferences and limits are meaningless to you?
It tells me that you lead with your dick. And honestly, I don't care how turned on the idea of submitting to me makes you. If I can't trust you to respect my boundaries and follow my rules I sure as hell am not going to engage with you sexually. I totally get that plenty of Dominants, Daddies, and Masters want a teensy little twinkie to toy with. But I'd like to think there are tops out there who get a special thrill from big-game power plays, from putting a bigger, more masculine bottom in their place--or from gradually transforming them into the doll of their dreams.Sure, there's pleasure to be had in tormenting a twink, but don't you think there's something intoxicating about using all that juice to humble, humiliate, and torment someone who can't resist the sway of your dominance? Humor is a very, very important part of our life. It's not just laughing at a joke, it's an attitude towards life. And as the world gets crazier, it's more important to laugh at it. It's a survival technigue...
I could not agree more with the words from Bob Newhart...
There's something seriously wrong with your brain if you're not enraged by the shit show dumpster fire that's occuring in our wonderful country every fucking second of every day since he stole the election. Still supporting this disgusting and vile poor excuse of a human being is unimaginable to so many and yet here we still are. The lawlessness and lack of respect for our constiutution by the people running this clown show is impossible to comprehend. There are far too many illegal actions occuring to list. But the most recent that should make anyone with half a brain shudder is that the Epstein Files now have revealed that this piece of shit cult dicktator inserted fingers into 13 year old girls to test their tightness to determine their sexual value. HOW CAN ANY OF YOU MAGATS STILL THINK HE'S QUALIFIED TO RUN WHAT WAS ONCE THE GREATEST COUNTRY IN THE WORLD?!!!! Gunning down peaceful protesters in broad daylight is unconscionable. But there are no words for probing young girls virgin vaginas for thir perverted pleasure. We can only hope there's a special prison/HELL for this administration and all the repugnicans that have chosen to turn a blind eye to the atrocities that continue to occur after a year of this craziness. SHAME ON ANYONE WHO STiLL SUPPORTS HIM!!!! Our only hope for significant change is the midterms. This will be our big chance. Otherwise we're doomed.
FYI, men have asked why I would voice my opinions hwere. My simple answer if that I want nothing to do with anyone who has no moral compass or soul. SIMPLE. And you can message and berate me but it just shows what an imbecile you are. Maybe try turning off faux news and see what's really happening. Hello to all of you who actually take the time to read my profile. Please, IF you contact me, don't just send me a one liner; I will not respond. Send me a real introduction to you as a person, not just you as a sub. ! I will not try to vet you through this site. Please be prepared to text! I have signal and telegram. Also, be prepared to send me real world pictures, you gardening, you going on a walk, etc. , be prepared to voice verify and video chat verify within a few days. You must also be prepared to travel to Parkersburg WV for a public, vanilla, in person first meeting.
I will discuss fetishes, interests, desires before we meet because this is a sex based relationship; however, I will NOT dominant, sext, role play, cam or DO anything sexual to you virtually until AFTER we have met in person and you become my sub! You ask, you will be blocked! If you want pics, go to my fetlife. I have over 120 posted and I post new pics regularly. A real sub will not hesitate to follow my requests and tbh, I'm not interested in you if you're not prepared to show me you in fact are real, committed and will show up, day after day, and not just when you're horny. Feelling thankful these days. And hopeful for the new year.
My family is doing well. Everyone seems to be happy and healthy.
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Am I still looking for the right Domme? Oh yes
Have I learned a thing or two about how this dynamic works in real life? Oh yes
Do I realize that there are women here (and elsewhere) who prey on submissive men? Oh yes
Is my happiness dependent upon finding my Domme? Oh no
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My life is happy and fulfilling. But the right Domme would enhance my life.
I think it's much better to share about myself through this journal entry and not gamble with updating my profile and sending it to the verification hell!
Hmmmm so a few tid bits about me:
I am an educated person (I know the difference between there and their and get this, even affect and effect! Impressive right?! I know...)
I have registered my orientation here as switch but if I can elaborate more into it, I am a primal sensualist who's a noetisexual and demisexual. Ok I am not just throwing around these big words to sound chic! Talk to me and you will realise what I mean by all of that.
I like having conversations, for real. I am an introvert by nature but when I feel like I have something in common with the other person or they have shared something about themselves that intrigues me, I will talk and talk AND talk about it. I want the connection, the interaction between two people to be genuine. It's only then we get to know about true selves of one another.
According to Myers - Briggs I am an INFJ.
I like playing chess, sudoku, crosswords and love reading poems. YES, I AM REALLY 29 YEARS OLD.
I am not much concerned with finding age appropriate people to interact with. My experience has told me that a conversation with a 20 something can be as engaging as with a 50 something. That will reflect in the people I approach here. Ofcourse I am aware and respectful of the fact that every person's want here is different, and that's why I don't mind if I don't get a message back.
If you haven't become impressed by now, well, just read those 6 points again. So, maybe I lack vision? I am real, totally real, and wanting real, totally real... Why do people from across the country, or even other countries message me and want to like, just chat? I am not looking to supply fantasies for some married man. That is not my game here. Local man, messages local woman, message back and forth a few times, move off site, message a few more times, (We can chat on the phone, but I will be honest, I hate phones, I use it to conduct business, and avoid it even at that, I even just emailed a doctor to avoid a phone call… I read body language and facial expressions, and without them, I am lost in the conversation. Voice inflection and pitch etc are lost on me.) We meet for a quick coffee or something, so that if it is horrible it isn’t drug into a long awkward thing, and it if is wonderful we can sit and order a second coffee and sit for hours, or even get it to go, and find a park or someplace quieter to talk… Then maybe progress to a meal, lunch, dinner, whatever schedules allow, and then progress from there… If you are in London, and I am in Kansas… are you planning to fly in for coffee? Planning to relocate? If so, cool, we can start chatting. Otherwise… this is not the woman you are looking for… (waves Jedi hand and you pass on to the next profile…) NO You Star Wars nerd! You did not just find the one if you are not local! Go back to the begining and read again! Facepalm... lol Truth or Dare:
In a circle, hearts pounding, eyes locked in a stare,
An intense game begins, of Truth or Dare.
Whispers of secrets, truths laid bare,
Or dares that push limits, beyond what we dare.
Confessions unravel, emotions laid bare,
In this game of courage, we willingly share.
Dares ignite laughter, adrenaline in the air,
As we navigate through challenges, a bond we repair.
With each turn taken, a thrill we declare,
Through vulnerability, connections we repair.
In this dance of honesty, we bravely declare,
An intense game of Truth or Dare, a memory we'll wear.
18 July 2023
Not posted anything for a while, i did step back from logging into a couple sites i am listed on to see if i could walk away from lifestyle and carry on in vanila life.Simple answer NO i CAN'T. its must be so deep within me and my blood, i think it would be impossible to walk away and try and forget what and who i am. So i am back to searching for an Owner. i have talked to a few Doms in last few weeks, but not being taken as yet, who knows maybe one fo these will or others come along - i hope and need to be taken owned as total slave property 247 (i know might not be possible for "live in 247, but at least knowing being owned 247 as used on demand) by someone one Dom or Domme or Dom/me Couple.
The Dom/me Couple i sometimes serve have requested i attend them, from this coming Friday 20th July until the Monday, They are having a BBQ with a number of guests some lifestyle and some not. They often call for me to attend when having such as the female They have cant cover all that is needed when Guests are there. i never know exactly what will be required until i arrive, same with being clothed , in what and how and if in shackles etc. See if i can post some new pictures once over, as normally They will take some of me in service.
NEWJust had a double Dydoe piercing done a couple days ago , have 2 x 10g 12mm long curved barbells in with 6mm balls will put a picture up soon, have to say it bled some when the needle went in, but no discomfort at all and seems to be healing up fast. Not sure whether will be a good thing for potential Owner or not .
Well now back see if can post more as did in the past, see how it goes.Satrt my search for an Owner in earnest now fingers and everything else crossed
Once again
If you do not have permission to live and work in the USA before you contact me, you will be rejected on that alone.
I will not wait while you sort out immigration. It can take years and thousands of dollars.
I will not wait. Making yourself attractive to other people really does not have to be that difficult.
1. Don't be an asshole.
2. When you send an entre email, consider sending more than just "hi/hey/'sup/you look sexy" because, to be honest, for myself, and for many others, those are auto-dump phrases that will get your email tossed directly into the trash can. Have something to write that makes me actually want to converse with you.
3. Have a picture of you that is flattering. If you want anonymity, use a filter over your face. This is 2024, figure it out. The number of times I have heard the excuse, " I need to be discreet because of my job, etc" is ridiculous. I have worked in healthcare and in the school system with small children. I have had federal background checks done on me. My face is very clearly shown on several social media platforms where I am nude. I haven't had an issue. Trust me, if the government really cared if you were naked on here, you would know it already.
4. Actually read profiles and pay attention to what is in them!
Thank you for reading And thank you for your time I promise not to waste yours I tend to value mine
Poetry’s enticing Prose can add a spark Pretty sets of words betray what's in their author’s heart
Art is also obfuscated fleeting and opaque
Maybe not the ideal way to tell of what I'm made
Doubtless you'll have questions those who enjoy this jest Feel free to message me and get them off your chest
Keep in mind that I don't know you and that you don't yet own me We owe one another mutual courtesy
Wow, it has been along time since i posted anything.
1st i am still alive.
Next month will mark 7 years since my last D/s.
Not even sure i would be a good slave or even sub anymore to be honest.
So much has happened and tho i retain allot of who i was, who i am is no longer known.
I am damaged. And tho i would love a relationship , i dont need another setback in my life.
In 2020 i was forced to rehome my 3 birds,
And June this year i was able to adopt a new baby bird, he was 3 months only when i got him.
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After some of the events to have taken place my brain is noticeably not the same, and i am learning how to do a few things again. Let’s contemplate the issue of energy when it come to sex among equals. As a rule nature is perceived as male and female, positive and negative, dry and wet, light and dark, cold hot; you get the idea. However if we add to these categories the fact that there are many ways in which these elements can manifest it becomes apparent that in nature these concepts are very fluid. There are many ways in which gender is conceptualize by cultures and more varied indeed is the manner in which gender roles are characterized. When it comes to love among equal genders these categories manifest but from the standpoint of strength which is the value of the male realm. Passive, submissive, or any other adjectives given to the bottom are but description of how the male strength choses to emerge in a male/male relationship; the same way when we use other adjectives to characterize tops. Any word and denomination is constraining and the truth is that there are many ways to be a bottom and many ways to be a top and the fluidity of these energies are always in a state of flux.
As a rule the male strength is always present regardless of the role we play in an intimate relationship. The strength and force of a male grip either using the hand, the mouth the anus, or the phallus is still a manifestation of that universal force that permeates all of us as we engage each other’s energy within the chosen role. That is a point of departure; there can not be a top without a bottom or vice versa. It is as I said before the natural order of things. No one can denny the fact that we are relating our energies in a sexual encounter as a male to male proposition but in a different degree of intensity which makes the encounter fulfilling and meaningful. The organs involved speak to the degree of energy engaged and no one can forget the fact that there is a male exchange of energies which is mutually fulfilling when done right. It's interesting to carry on with my processing of th eexperience I had last week.
Did I enjoy it - not really. Am I going to do it again with that Master? No.
But it doesn't alter the fact that He 'marked' me. Nothing can erase the fact that I knelt at his feet and drank a bladderful of his piss; noting can erase the fact that I worshipped his ass with my tongue; nothing can erase the fact that I submitted to him giving me a full enema and then watching as I sat on th etoilet to let it all come out; nothing can erase the fact taht I grovelled at his feet and sucked His tow. Nothing can erase the fact that I called this other Man 'Master' and allowed myself to be totally debased by Him.
And all that for someone I didn't actually like or get any kind of buzz from.
Now I'm thinking: how low would I go for a Man that i really longed for? Is there anything I wouldn't do?
Perhaps I really am veyr submissive after all! This site has been a part of my life since 2009.
I have grown and went through many life changes.
My Husband is My Master. We rarely go into Master/slave mode but when we do its what we need.
I realize real serious bdsm is a lifestyle not play and Him and I are far from vanilla. We are deeply spiritual and energy aware so even if we are not practicing what most view as bdsm we have a deep dynamic.
We have been hit with many things over the years . There is always wave for every person. Ours seemed giantic lol but we are together.
I was owned by a Master for ten years in the past. I can see clearly now so many things about that time in my life. There are regrets but we cant go back. It was never meant to be something I could have as a real life in all ways. I wish I would of known myself more but it led to what I was suppose to find. It taught me many things. There were times I thought that It was not safe and I never trusted. I wish I could talk to him but I dont think that will ever happen. I understand why. I really think He thought I was something that I never was . The mind web was so layered I will never know. I rarely wonder anymore because I know I will never get answers.
So I am here...I am just here . I have a few friends here and there that log in. The Chinese sites like Temu and AliExpress have some cheap kinky stuff, but it could be embarrassing when kinky stuff comes up in your sidebars on various websites. It's okay when furniture and vanilla stuff comes up.
Cheap pvc wear amongst other stuff on Temu and Ali. Handy for anyone wanting to dip a toe into fetish wear.
I definitely approve of the shiny leggings on there, obviously.
We all know our devices are listening to us. But really, there should be a way to filter out the fetish ads. Getting an ad for Honour in a sidebar while browsing the phone at work would be interesting to explain if the guys didn't already know what I get up to in private.
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