I will not respond to your mail (and will probably block you) if....:
1.) If you ask me if I am collared/taken/owned, etc. That is one of the first things I mention in my profile. Read my profile! Don't ask me things I've already told you.
2.) Don't try and interest me in cheating with you. I am SO not interested. I don't care how big you male parts are, how sexy you are, how much flattery you send me, how great a time you think you can show me... I am loyal and faithful to my Master. He is the man I chose, the man I am deeply in love with, the man I am married to. I promised myself to him as long as we both shall live, before God and before the law. I take my vows seriously (imagine that!). I will play with other people WITH my Master, but I will never play alone and never behind my Master's back.
3.) If your message contains some form of, "It's a shame you're taken..." No, it's not a shame. It's damn wonderful. I am happily taken, there's nothing bad about it. Maybe you think I'm attractive, wah wah you didn't find me first (who's to say I'd want you even if I were not taken?), but it's a good thing for me. Isn't it always a good thing when a submissive finds their Dominant match? I'm not with him because he's the first man who came along or because I was young and naive. You cannot imagine the bond I have with my Master. He is truly my other half and when we are apart, I feel lost.
4.) Just because I visit your profile, does not mean I want you. I like to read what people have to say about themselves.
I'll add more if I think of more or if some moron gives me more writing material.
I promise I'm not stuck up, I don't think all highly of myself, but I also don't like to talk to idiots when I'm here to make friends who are actually interested in the BDSM lifestyle for more than just the sexual aspects of it. BDSM is not just about sexual domination.
If you can't even read my profile and then you go and make it obvious, I'm ignoring you, plain and simple. If you actually have a real subject to talk to me about, without reading my profile, cool, let's talk. But please don't ask me questions I've already addressed, unless you want me to expand on the subject or something.
For 5 nights my Master
and I stayed in a cabin up in Flagstaff, AZ by ourselves. It was our
opportunity to be away by ourselves for the first time since having a child
together. It was also our first real vacation since we?ve been together. We?ve
been on several ?vacations? but they were more for visiting family than for
relaxation.
So we decided to rent a
cabin up north and take that time off together during his R&R from Iraq.
What a great little cabin it was. We got a log cabin, which was a specific
thing we wanted. We didn?t want something that looked modern and updated, we
wanted the woodsy feel.? It had a brick
fireplace, and an upstairs loft. You?ll see photos of us by the fireplace;
these were taken in the cabin where we stayed.
One of the nights we were there, we played a new
game that Master thought of. He says he is going to write a journal entry in
his profile [screen name MasterJoshua15] explaining the game, but I am not allowed to read it because I
still don?t know how to win the game.
The game is played using dice. The number of dice
corresponds to the level number you are on. If I am on the 3rd
round, then I will roll 3 dice. Say one lands a 6, one lands a 1, and the other
lands a 2. That means I get 9 hits from whatever toy he chooses; in this case,
it was his cane. How my Master plays, though, is that he rounds up to the
nearest even number if I roll an odd number, so I?d actually get 10 hits if I
were to make that roll.
After each hit, I have to say, ?Master [number],
Master.? I am allowed time to get my bearings after each hit. If a hit is
particularly painful for me, I can take a moment and pull myself together from
the pain and when I am ready for my next hit, I count it for him.
He then gave me the option of substituting any set
of hits with a task, such as instead of getting those 10 hits, I can put a
dildo/plug/hook in my ass, or I can wear the ball gag, or nipple clamps, etc.
If I so chose, I could opt out of all of the hits each time and just do
something else. The task could not involve his cock penetrating me in any way
though, so I could not offer a blow job or sex in lieu of the hits. However,
being that I did not know the rules of the game, in my eyes, to choose to do
something else instead of taking the hits was to admit defeat, or to lose, and
I was not down with that.
Little did I know, as Master explained to me later
on that night, the object of the game for me is that by taking the hits, I?m
actually losing. By choosing other options, I am winning. He says that to win
the game, I have to find a way to make him stop hitting me. However, I don?t
really know what would make him stop aside from choosing other options every
time. But then what do I do when I run out of toys? I?m still not entirely sure
of what the point of the game is on my end, and that?s something I will have to
learn as we play it.
Later when we were sitting together on the couch, when
I was extremely frustrated because it hurt to sit (yes, my ass is still
bruised), he was telling me that he was very much enjoying watching my reaction
to the game. I mentioned in my previous journal entry that I am a VERY stubborn
woman. Well, this is actually one of Master?s favorite things about me because
I present a challenge to him. He says having a submissive that did not need any
training, who always obeys, would be very boring for him.
To give you a little background on my stubborn
streak, I would deliberately not clean my room, do my homework, etc.
specifically because my parents *told* me to. If they would leave me alone and
let me decide when I wanted to clean my room, I would have eventually gotten
around to doing it myself. But I have always hated the idea of someone telling
me to do something and then me doing it, and them thinking I was doing it
because they wanted me to. I am the youngest of 5 children in my family, the
oldest is my sister and the 3 boys are in the middle. My oldest brother
recently told me that when I was little and he was a teenager and had to
babysit me, I would make him so mad because he?d get angry with me and pick me
up and carry me in my room. Sometimes he?d yell at me. But what made him mad
was that I would stand up to him, and I mean I was all of 5, 6 years old, and I?d
yell right back at him, saying things like, ?You think you?re so tough because
you can push around a little girl!? and egg him on, but he couldn?t do anything
about it because he wouldn?t actually hurt me.
People *telling* me to do things makes me want to
not do them at all because my brain hates letting anyone think they have any
kind of authority over me. This really only applies to my personal and social
lives, because when I was working I did not mind doing things my bosses told me
to do. But if someone in my personal/social life tells me to do something, I
will not jump up and do it, specifically because they told me to. Remember, my
brain immediately says, ?No, fuck you, I do what a want!? when someone tells me
to do something. It is a different story when I am asked to do something for
someone. I?m stubborn, but I?m not a complete bitch, I do like to help people.
So, as I said in my previous entry, it takes a
special kind of man to be able to dominate me and get me to obey his commands.
Now, back to the game.
Master is very interested in psychology though, and
watching my reactions to things is very interesting to him. He loved my
reaction because it was so telling of who I am as a person. He said that
watching me take the pain instead of doing what I saw as giving in, was very
much a reaction to be expected from me. He could see me gritting my teeth and
forcing out, ?Master [number], Master!? each time when it was getting more and
more painful for me. He said he could tell that in my mind, I was saying, ?Fuck
you!? every time. And he was right. That was exactly what was going through my
head. Fuck you, I can take this. Fuck you, I?m not giving in. Fuck you, I?m
winning this game of yours.
But apparently my stubborn reaction was actually
causing me to lose. I explained to him that in my mind, to choose other options
would be to lose the game. He explained to me that no, by choosing other
options I would be winning. I?m still not entirely sure how that is, but Master
says that in time it will come to me, so I will just have to trust him. After all,
Master is always right. (Seriously? I can?t tell you how many times in the past
I?ve not done what he recommended I do, and then later wished I had. It must be
part of my stubborn streak that I?ve so often done something else instead.)
I?m sure some people will catch on to the way I
would win the game, but it just has not come to me yet. Master is confident
that eventually I will figure it out though. But I am not allowed to find out
through other people or by reading the journal entry he writes, so please, if
you have any ideas or you figure it out, please do not tell me.
I hope you all enjoy my journal entries. I will be
writing more on the subject of this game once Master has returned from his
deployment and we can play again. In the mean time, I will write whenever the
mood strikes. And the mood will probably strike fairly often. I?m a natural
writer? writing is what I do.
Thanks for reading? let me know what you think :)
[but no help on the game, please!!!!]
~boundncaptivated
More About Me...
I can look at a photo
of a man (or see him in person) who calls himself a Dom and know right away
whether or not he could dominate me. Most don?t have what it takes. I don?t say
that in an arrogant way, I say that truthfully. I am very feisty, very stubborn,
and resistant to authority. It takes a certain type of Dom to be able to
control a submissive such as myself. ?I can?t be with a man I feel I could
overpower, or who gives in to me too easily.
I need a strong,
powerful, intelligent, attentive, honest man in order to be able to submit to
him. I can?t submit to a man I don?t believe when he says he is going to punish
me or whose will to dominate I don?t believe. ?And, as shallow as it may
sound, I am only attracted to men who look like men, not men who look boyish. I
like hairy chests and legs, and a man who has to shave. Not that all men who
don?t look like that do not look like men, but those are particular preferences
of mine.
Yes, I am a very
stubborn woman. I have an, ?I?ll do what I want, when I want, and anyone who
doesn?t like it can take a flying leap? attitude. Even still, I?ve always
craved a man who could control me (without violence), who could tie me up and
beat me and show me where I belong, while still loving me , caring for me,
being my best friend. How rare indeed is a man who can be all of those things
to a woman.
This is why I am with
the Dom that I am with. This is why I did not have sex until I met him. I
couldn?t bring myself to be attracted to any other guy I dated enough to want
to have sex with him. I wasn?t mentally or physically attracted to them
adequately enough to want that intimacy with them.
I met my Master when I was
17 ? years old; I married him when I was 18. ?I knew immediately when I
saw him that I wanted him, that this was a MAN, not a boy who was still trying.
That was 4 years ago, and he is still the only man I?ve ever been with. Never
before, and never again, had I met a man who could be my Dominant. He is
everything I?ve ever wanted and more.
Hello all,
Forgive me that I've been not replying to mail lately. My Master is home for another week and a half so I have been spending most of my time with him... on top of that I have been dealing with vertigo lately (for reasons I will not disclose), and have been feeling pretty sick and nauseous so have not been in the mood to be chatty.
Thanks... I will get back to you all when I am feeling more up to it.