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SkyFullOfStars I long to have both the ownership the passion of giving the freedom of use and the security of safety with the man that I belong to and trust implicitly. Someone I can be devoted to, grow with, walk alongside, sleep next to, but always put him first, serve and give my love to. Forever.
But ha! I also know that's a tall order, a huge idea.
But a girl can dream, eh?
Long for is probably too mild of a word...but crave isn't the right word either, as my need isn't craven or out of control, it's measured, desired, planned, developed.
I'm at heart a kitten, a babygirl, searching for her Daddy. Not an age play Daddy tho, and I have hard limits about age play, diapers, too much little play, etc. But if you are a strong, thoughtful, intelligent, kind and caring Dominant who is looking for a devoted intelligent sexy funny healthy kitten to serve take care of and love you, then you've found me!
Do I have faults? Do you? Of course we do. But we work on them and grow, we always talk, we don't mind fuck each other, we have emotional and psychological intelligence to go along with our strength of character. But you lead, and I follow.
I've never had this, not even close. I've had many Doms of course. But I've always been the one who ends up leading, who knows, who does the right thing, who laughs, who isn't afraid to fail, the one to cry and forgive. The one to stand and walk away.
Will you let me be me, your girl, your slut, your kitten? Will you be my number 1? My Dominant? My man? My love?
Here's looking at you, Sir.
misscaddycompson It's odd to me that some men don't understand why there are women on here (and in general) who don't want to do what they want. Men who contact women dick or fetish first, either visually or through words, and are peeved that the women aren't ready to immediately engage with them the way they expected. "Hey, lady, if you don't want to do what interests me, why are you even here?! Since I find you attractive, you have to find me attractive, too!" How terribly disappointing for them to discover that women have their own interests and come here (and anywhere else) to pursue what they want. Like, a xxx69MasterChode69xxx or a MrSirDomPencilDick4Lyf are really under the impression that women have been online just waiting for when they would contact them. There's no other reason a woman would be online.
I know I certainly don't have my own interests and kinks. Of course not. I've just been waiting for another pic of an utterly forgettable male member in an endless onslaught of utterly forgettable male members or a lame headless torso, or worse yet, a vanilla guy who thinks a sloppy bj qualifies as "kinky" on a kink site. I'm interested in pursuing my own kinks with the people who interest me. I don't care what a guy wants. I didn't ask about his fetishes. I don't request pictures, so I'm not trying to see someone's face, body, or dick. And unless my curiosity has been piqued enough that I'd be open to pursuing anything with a guy, none of those things are relevant to me. I am here for my reasons, my kinks, my sexual pursuits. They don't have to be the same as yours. I am not going to pander to what a guy wants just because he wants it.
TotalOwnerforslave Who’s time is it anyway?
I would not take to property any slave that was not totally My property.
On more than one occasion, I have had prospective slaves misunderstand time. The slaves in question have offered non specific time instead of a definite time I directed.
Some slaves are journalling at My request. I direct them to make daily submissions to Me at a specific time each day; a time of slave’s choice. Many respond by offering a non-compliant time. They might offer to obey direction for journal submission the morning or evening of each day.
That broad a time frame may be convenient for the slave. A non-specific time may work well in their life.
The basic problem is the idea that the slave has the option to arrange its life for its convenience. The slave seems to hold the belief that time belongs to it to manage. A total slave owns nothing, especially time. Time is one of the many things that are in the province of its Owner. Having it operate as a supplicant on My time frame teaches it the lesson about, “Who’s time is it anyway.”
Popper79 Im Back into feminization, tho it's a tough time and go of it. It's just I have always had this feeling of being born into the wrong gender. Don't get me wrong I'm all male. But I fantasize about what it would be like to be female. Recently I have out my cock back into chastity. Which I consider my clit and i have purchased an anal diolatar set and have been training my asshole nownmy pussy to strech out. i also have a dilod that I use to penitetrae my pussy on and get use to building up the sensation and tolerance to the friction my pussy can take. It's hard doing it solo and not having the motivation from another to keep training on a regular basis. Sometimes I hit a wall and don't feel like continuing. It makes me feel more feminine and sissy like. The end goal being only able to cum or orgasm through anal means. While still being locked in chasitity. Currently I'm on day 60 in chastiity and on my 3rd sized diolatar plug. Some times I fall asleep with it still inside me.
GoddessVenom666 Goddess' appetite is insatiable. No matter the number of slaves Goddess owns She always wants more. Those who wish to experience My Glory here should approach and find themselves fulfilled in worshipping Me.
Until then, Goddess shares Her Dreams.
Fifty new girls, all beautiful and complete, were collected for a ritual. All to begin their life in eternity as Goddess' slaves. The ritual a conpetiton. Goddess sits upon Her Throne, radiant. In purple leather boots with straps and buckles and heels, purple leather calf length dress worn black stitching, animating venomous creatures that are My pets. And a black corset highlighting My FigUte.
The initiates were given little guidance. Do not wear leather. Do not wear black or purple, except if in rainbow. Do not wear boots. Otherwise dress in a way that reflaspects your submissiveness and in a way to please Me, which are quite varied. Each initiate approaches on her own, first crawling, head low and unable to see Me. Then when told to stand, to be inspected. Ogled. Desired. to walk slowly to My Boot and show devotion with a heartfelt prayer of thanks. And then to be settled on My Lap, to make out for 90 seconds. Such joy for the initiates to be used.
each is graded on their drEd's, approach, prayer, and kiss. A lesser goddess would surrender to lust and orgasm after four or five sessions. For Goddess it is but foreplay. Building My Inevitable and Insurmoutable Love. All fifty are broughy, kneeling, relaxed. Hopeful to be the one chosen to warm My Bed. My wife on a leash at My side. No trace of jealousy. Joyful that I take joy in cucking her in adding lovers. she sets the example for all to follow.
My Boots echo across the stone floor as I walk amongst you. All heads bowed. A few I touch. On the neck. Or hair. or breast. Since you are Mine, Intouch asI wish. And you touch Me, even see My delicate painted toes, only when I allow. It oleassMe how many quiver as My fingers trace patterns of joy on your bodies.
inneach hand a marble is placed. Unseen. then as I sit on My Throne yet again, palms are open. 44 black marbles. One pinis four red. One purple.
i call the girl with the purple one to My Side and affix a purple leather collar, diamonds spelling out beauty, on her neck. She is the one chosen. No one is disappointed. All pleased their sister gets to bring Me sexual pleasure.
but Goddess is greedy. one girl is never enough. My wife places red collars on four necks. Gives each a kiss. They too will come to MyBed. But first, they will take 11 girls each and lock in black steel. Confined for the night. Able on to hear My Pleasure from the next room. Each are kissedso they learn what others have done to please Me so that they might improve. They are told nothing about whether they can oleasure themselves, though their hands are bound, during the night, except that the Will report 0,1, or more than 1. The girl in pink is told to monitor their safety during the night. She had the lowest score, and so has the most menial tasks. But a task of joy in service to Me none the less.
whole the girls with black were being confined, Goddess took the chosen to her bed, and went down on her. For Goddess loves the thrill of discovering your body. Making it sing for Me. When the other four come, the room is alive with passion. All must fill Mine until I am spent.
Five new lovers. In the morning a tangle of limbs. Exhausted. Content. Then shown by My wife to their new room they will share, sisters. A final step for the other forty five. Each black collared slave girl is given a soft kiss, told their new role as maid or chauffeur. Each is asked for their number, 0, 1, 1+. Each answer is stored and welcomed. A tool to help Me shape and mold. Then the pink collared slave is fucked in front of them all, to show that even she has value, sexuality. There is no chastity here.
it matters not to Me whether you ire to be a cherished lover, wearing a purple collar, an occasional bed made, wearing red, a servant wearing black, or a caretaker of slaves wearing pink. All have value to Me. All are beautiful to Me.
lexi and demon will wear purple for sure. Others have earned red. Some have chosen black, which pleases Me.
Worshup. Be the best you can be. Shower Me and lavish Me woth attention. Confess to Me your greatest desires and fears and hopes and dreams and let Me share them with you. Give Me your sexuality to play with, holding and releasing at My Will. Find your color in My Realm. ire to the heights that you wish for. There is no shame on wanting any of the colors. For you are all beautiful
There is one more. Gold. Goddess will in time have more than one wife. I cannot wait to give out the second, though it may not be in this mortal realm.
MistressWhipplash 5 years experience of a FLR submissive or slave man who drives/has his own car and lives in Essex/Kent is what I seek.
What messages me? A weirdo from India. Blocked zero reply.
So damned boring all these fetish delivery chasers=My blocking finger is in use alot. Yawn. I am at my local munch tomorrow night 6.30pm for dinner and drinks till around 10.30pm ish.
Mawney Arms, Romford. I am with kinksters friends as I am not the host.
Come on you guys who moan where are all the Mistresses??? There are plenty, just read these journals from Dominant Women who block tw*ts who don't behave well.
Guys who just want their a*ss f*cked is not submission it's anal sex. Even swingers do that. Look at your intent men, make sure your intent is to MAKE MY LiFE EASIER NOT TO BE A PAIN IN THE ARSE.
If you are a nuisance and over familiar I will block you.
I left CS for FiVE years and didn't miss it. I am thinking.of leaving again.
subMeghan As required by my Dom, I publicly declare the following: I am subMeghan, and as I type this this, I am completely nude, except for my dog collar and glasses…
Today’s Journal Topic Is: Why The Fuck Haven’t I Posted Any More Journal Updates!
I actually get this question a lot. Unfortunately, that’s part of the problem. Apparently, you guys are actually reading my journals! And why, pray tell, is that a bad thing? Well, I’m going to tell you…
When I first started journaling here, I wrote as if I was speaking into the void. I wasn’t writing for an audience, rather I was writing merely for the sake of publicly letting my inner thoughts leave my body and go forth into the vast e-universe. I thought I was just a “voice in the wilderness” to be lost in the chasm of anonymity.
It was a stream of consciousness, a flow of thoughts. It was kinda like talking outloud to yourself, not thinking anyone was listening.
However… that was not the case... You were listening. And now you all had access to the part of my psyche that I kept hidden away, kept in the shadows, away from “polite” society. And worse yet… You had questions!
I had mistakenly thought that CS was just another fetish website that was here today, and then be gone tomorrow like so many other sites. Boy, was I wrong. LOL
I stopped writing because I became very self-conscious. VERY self-conscious. I quickly ran away from the spotlight as soon as I felt it’s light upon my exposed soul. Who the hell am I to have the audacity to think I have anything of substance to say to a listening world?
I have never liked being the center of attention. I am a wallflower, the kind of gal that always stands at the edges of a crowd. I am quiet, reserved, and passive. I am a watcher, an observer - not a performer. And certainly not, heaven forbid, an extrovert!
Over time, I’ve been able to reflect. I’ve decided to start posting again. I suspect the tone of my journal entries will change, much like Schrodinger's cat, now that I am aware that I’m being watched. We’ll see. I will let this journal entry be the start of a new chapter in subMeghan’s ongoing adventure.
Here’s to the journey!
subMeghan
pizzapuppiescows This success of this site is based on transparency. You're a 52 year old dominant man in Miami who lives for NASCAR and wax play. Super. Got it.
In my opinion, the level of effort you put into your profile directly relates to your commitments. It's so odd to see someone say that it takes forever for profiles to update so they take the lazy approach and update a journal entry. Yep, I said it. Lazy. Dom or sub, doesn't matter. You've gone to the trouble of creating a profile to find someone for whatever reason. Now you aren't willing to commit to the effort it takes to update for accuracy. The only effort needed is a bit of patience. Patience to adjust your information. Patience to adapt your description to make you more interesting, or at least approachable. I'll write more later... No, you won't.
Someone who might be looking for exactly you is going to pass you by because now you're 56 and moved to Sheboygan but won't update so they'll never see it. You're shooting yourself in the foot. Not that anyone asked me.
MistressHowl Smh at the multitude of bois within 50 miles that approach, engage, insist they want to meet .. until we set a date and time, then backpedal and postpone or cancel with every excuse in the book .. Sooooo...I'm pretty much at the pt I don't wont cant believe anything anyone idk irl says cyber.
If you are one of the very rare pearls here that does want real-time Ds interactions come meet Me at the munch on Thursday 9 29 at Spins in Peekskill 6:30ish. It's an arcade with a bar in the back. I'm the One with long multicolored hair. .. restaurant upstairs is Fin and Brew if that's easier to goo gle
Que sera .. or as history here proves, most likely not
We.Shall.See
TheDevilsCut2 Dominus
Mea SacramentumMente, cordis, et CorpusServitium cum HonorePraeceptum est mi
UCrave2ServeMe I am using this journal entry as a reminder for all of us to listen to our instincts.
Distrubing experience, i had a man, [USERNAME REMOVED], contact me, he was nice and courteous, said he was very intrigued and wanted to get to know me better. Not having photos on my profile, as a courtesy, in my reply I sent a photo stating it was from 2 weeks ago, and requested one from him without hats or sunglasses.
He replied that I had sunglasses and he wanted photos from me without sunglasses. Red flag for me that he will be a problem
I replied, this is not tit, for tat and I dont feel we will suit. Thanked him for his interest and wished him good luck. I then also explained those were not sunglasses, but preion red filter glasses for a sun sensitivity. They don't prohibit clear view of my face at all
In an aggressive accusatory tone, he replied, my photo looked like a strip mall in the US with cars and trucks. And i was not good at faking photos, and I looked like a man in a dress 😂
i had already said the photo was from 2 weeks ago, I didnt feel the need to say it, but it was while i was in the US and the strip mall was where i had my hair done. His accusatory tone and misogynistic turn, proved to me, from that first reply about the photo, I was correct in feeling he would be a problem. Always trust your instincts.
Nonetheless, i wrote a reply acknowledging, yes it was in a strip mall in the US while I was visiting 2 weeks ago and had he asked about the fact Im in Portugal and it appears the photo is from the US, his question would have been answered. And it would have been a lesson in assuming the worst in people. My theory about that, is people tend to project onto you what they would do and hence the distrust.
He'll never learn the lesson, after he went Jekyll and Hyde, he blocked me.
People live in multiple places and travel all over the world, have photos from everywhere, phone numbers from different countries and if you have questions about where they are actually located, simply ask.
ASSUMPTIONS never work out!
princesstomboy Serenity
She walks into his lair with anxiety pulling at her as she watches her poise because he is a Master who holds great expectations. This excites her as her goal is to please him regardless of his high expectations. She knows he has had other slaves and she is eager to see where this leads, but he requires patience. She prostrates herself in front of him to show her submission and willingness. This act increases her anxiety but feeds her submission. This inspires the Master to pull the beast from within her, something so submissive must have an inner core that is her primal side. He wants to push her limits and chains her to the floor. He oils her because as he likes the marks, but he doesn’t want to rip her skin. He knows what his goal is and even the devil himself would be jealous of the effect that is yearning for. She was shackled to the floor with little to no movement allowed. He stood over her as she tried to hide her whimpers. She could feel the oil dripping around her thighs and in the crack of her ass. The Master asked if she was ok, and she took a moment to squeak out a yes Sir. She had to trust him, she knew this and found comfort that if he felt she was ready for such a journey then she was ready. She let go and opened herself giving the Master the ability to illicit the responses he was craving. The energy flowed with every interaction he created, she embraced it and as the pain and pleasure intertwined and came to climax her submission climbed with it. He brought her back down where she laid still but shackled limp and panting. He draped a blanket over her it was soft and warm, he placed a small pillow under her head, and he gave her small sips of water through a straw. He directed her to drink, and she did as told. He sat next to her watching as she slowly came back. Slowly he unshackled her and embraced her. She was now curled up to him on the floor where he continued aftercare. She was fulfilled as he was obviously proud of her and even told her so as he stroked her hair.
bigbobbear45 Sadly the following gift card scam is the most action I ever see after joining these types of websites for the past decade
I'm happy to know how serious you are to explore this fetish life style. I shall be taking you stage by stage to make sure you understand all about what I'm requesting from you and what you need to know about my lifestyle. Reading your response let me understand more that you are not a novice but you still require some training in this lifestyle.I will be more than happy to train and transform you to the best of your ability to serve dominant. I shall be discussing with you list of my kinks, rules and regulations which are mandatory whenever you meet any dominant.Before that,i have listed below questions i will want to know about you and it is as follow :1) What do you do for a living ? Do you think your work can prevent you in anyway to explore your fetish side.2) Have you any fetish or kink you have always wanted to explore before now .. i like you to share with me if there is any ?3) Do you think you are ready to explore this lifestyle with me on a serious level of commitments, and if you pass your 3 task are you ready to be my collared slave?4) How old are you presently ?5) Do you think you can ever get so deep with fetish activities?6) How can you describe your personality ?7) What could be your hard limitations ?8) When you write me a message try to be more polite to include your initial below your message,that shows some respect.9) Include your picture ?10) Were do you live presently ?11)Hope buying the fetish materials for your training session will not be a problem for you ?12) Once you are ready to serve and train under my command as your dominant master, you should be ready to deactivate your profile from " website " .. Agree or disagree?I hope to read from you soon.Dominantly
AKRONOHIOMAN FINALLY A NEW STORY !!!
May 31, 2025 - Football player takes a load then wants to have two orgasms!
Sorry I have not written a story in quite some time, but this winter has been rough on me. I think I went through a dark place for a while but I'm feeling much better now that the weather is warming.
Thursday was my birthday and Friday I got a message from football player saying he wanted to come over. For quite some time we've been trying to get him to orgasm twice during one visit. Well, we tried again today.
When he first arrived, I was already in my birthday suit, completely naked relaxing in my easy chair with a hard-on. He came through the door and immediately began to strip his clothes off as always. He looked over at me in the chair and mumbled, "I've really needed this for a while." He started sucking on my cock. It was fantastic. As usual, as I looked down at his broad shoulders, the shoulders of a football player, it only made my cock get harder. He would alternate taking his time on my cock, deep throating it, and sometimes devouring it like a starving person at his first meal in weeks.
I don't like to orgasm this quickly, I like to go to the basement, play for a while and finally drop a load in his ass. But after about 10 minutes of such a wonderful blowjob, even with his mouth full, I heard him say... "I've needed to swallow your load for the longest time."
That was enough to put me over the edge. I tried to hold back a bit longer, but thinking how much he wanted my creamy, salty, sweet cum in his mouth was too much for me. I figured, why not? Maybe today is the day I will have two orgasms. I put my hands on his wide shoulders and felt myself getting closer and closer to the edge.
As he deep-throated me once, and I felt my cock getting lodged in the back of his throat, it was too exciting. I started making the grunting noises so that he knew I was about to fill his mouth. He pulled off my cock almost completely leaving just ahead in his mouth. He wanted to taste everything. And I did not disappoint. I let him have a huge load. I felt ribbon after ribbon of cum squirt into his mouth. He swallowed, and kept sucking. He was definitely attempting to drain me completely dry. My cock was still hard so I just let him keep sucking for a while until he had every last drop out. Then I said, let's head downstairs and take care of you now.
We went downstairs and he hopped into the sling. I put his ankles in the stirrups. There was no need to tell him to scoot down in the sling so I could access his hole more easily, he's done this enough times that he was perfectly positioned. His cock was still hard, and his ass puckered for me. I put a pair of rubber gloves on and started to lube up his hole.
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Ssytgirlber 2/13/23
Hey everyone just wanted to make an update to my profile with this Journal.... My profile pics are from 2017 but I am always willing to send newer ones. Some new developments in my life are:
I am no longer owned cause My old daddy moved away,
I found out I also like being a sissy baby but if your not into thats okay Its not something I have to do.
I also am willing to relocate!
So if you are looking for a prissy sissy slut like me msg me.
Thanks for reading this,
Love Sissy Amber
AHeadMistress Be local!oh for fuck's sake people. If you tell me you are interested, that you are LOCAL, and I agree to meet and tell it to you to arrange it.....friggin' arrange a meeting. It's not rocket science. Do it in a TIMELY manner. I am not waiting any longer than a week to see you face to face. Delay tells me you are in this for the fantasy only and I am not here to cater to your little wank fantasies. Don't waste my time. So get off the gawddamn pot and decide when and where.geezus
McBee
I am pleased
to be very strict
highly Disciplinary
controlling to a fault
and an everyday spanker
all for a girl like you
If you are true servant
a service oriented woman
who does her best please
and thrives in a strict
and demanding environment
so my goal here is in
your Ownership
based on TPE protocols
all taught to you
within a relationship
of apparent
domesticity
and normalcy
but strict rules
you will abide by within
rules governing
as many parts
of your life
as I wish to take
into my hands
and put under my authority
you will have domestic duties
and
household protocols
such as
dress rules
your clothing choices
will no longer
be yours to decide..
your demonstrable humility
as you serve..
no huffing
no puffing
no eye rolls…
everything you
are given to do
will be carried out
with your
Respectful Obedience
as its base
and as its framework
you will be helpful
useful and a
very well Disciplined woman
my use of you
will make you
worth the time
it takes to
keep you
and train you
and pls understand
there will always
be the strap
for you to deal with
if you don’t do
things
as you are
expected to
thank you for reading
and if your profile
describes a very
nice girl needing
a new home…
a good home…
and much further education?
do say hello..
BMcB
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so I am revising my
profile here as I reconsider
my needs of the moment
the bedrock for me
is the slave I wish to Own
for the long term
to possess
to guide
and control
down to her smallest details
the one I am after is
obviously service oriented
maybe even genetically so
a born servant?
very likely as there are
born slaves in my experience
she is a girl needing to be
found and collared
then trained
and put to work
learning the lessons of
her submission
and her best slavery
and put to work in domestic ways
made to earn her keep
tending to chores..duties..
and my whims…
…daily work requirements
with strict oversight of
not only what she does
but how she does it
she will have tasks
to complete even
if it is decided to
allow her to work
outside her home
and she will complete them
and satisfactorily
before she is permitted
to sleep
she will be a pleasant girl
in all she does
and certainly in carrying out
all her domestic things
no huffing no puffing no eye rolling
she will be monitored
and overseen
in her free time
as well
and in another epoch
she would be understood
to be a scullery maid
recently come down from
derry or belfast I believe
where she would be
not so much
banished to the basement
as simply located there
where she would cook clean
and make tidy
the lives of those she
was Owned by…
and again all my slaves work will
be carried out
under strict oversight
and a good hard caning
of her bare ass
for any disappointments
she will be permitted
very slight unsupervised time
in addition she will receive
training in basic Obedience
with Disciplinary inspirations attached
to ready her for confinement and service
in her eventual TPE lifestyle
her submission will be intensely
exploited and can enjoyed at anytime
she is available for the pleasure
and gratification of her instructor
mentor employer Master care taker Owner
pick one!
and any others she
might be given to
for whatever pleasures
they might decide
to use her for
her cooperation in doing
whatever she’s been told to do
is fundamental to her
successful Ownership
and her training and use
are envisaged as providing
much pleasure for all involved
except for the slave herself
and before I forget
her slave pussy is going to be
closed for business
and will remain so
for her foreseeable future
however she will be ‘teased’ daily
and very intensely
with her orgasms properly denied
...this is btw only the initial training
of a slave in service…
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MstrB writing from nyc
I am here to find
an appropriate slave
and to Own that slave
I will only consider
full Ownership
and complete authority over the girl
I will decide most if not all
of the slaves affairs
her life
her training
her education
and her uses
these are mine to decide
and I will use them
I prefer to be strict with a slave
and I am close to being
a lifelong Disciplinarian
who enjoys
judging correcting Disciplining
I am well aware
that servants need attention
sometimes words suffice
but more often
the strap needs
to be brought
into the conversation
the slave will be taught to concern
herself with being
helpful useful and pleasing
and above all
Obedient
she is going to be
a very useful girl for me
and never ever make my wonder
why I took her
into my life
to begin with
MasterB
FrozenIceDragon Who am I? Well that is an interesting question. I am myself. I am who I am. I have learned you can not change who you to make others happy. You have to be yourself and you will be happy and so will others. IF they do not like you then they are not friends.
I have been told that I can not be a Mistress because I am quiet and shy. Well guess again! I am very much a Mistress and very much shy and quiet. I just am that way when I first meet people. I have always been a quiet shy person at first but then my bossy side can come out. I have worked hard to reign that side in unless I am with my partner. I am a very loving and affectionate person. I love to just come up and kiss who ever I am with, hold hands, or even just wrap my arms around them. I do not mind if they do the same to me.
So on that note, I am a very shy person when you first meet me. I will be until I'm comfortable with you. That may take an hour or may take weeks, but once I am comfortable you will see the my goofy quirky spazzy side. Though when pissed off you do not want to be in my way.
And now for the kink sideI'm a Mistress looking for someone to add to her family. I'm sweet, loving caring Mistress that gets to know her subs/slaves so I know how to interact with them. I learn what they like and dislike and go from there.
To me this lifestyle isn't just about playing around, its about building a relationship with the other person, about building trust. So I mix my 'vanilla' side with my 'kink' side. Because they are the same person just different aspaspects of me. How can you get to know someone if you do not know every side of them?
InspiredSymbionts Another day, another thought...
It is a hot one in NYC - 92 degrees F/33 degrees C. Surely there needs to be some ice cream. As the owner savours hers under the shade of the umbrella on the lounge chair. The near naked pet dutifully eats its share from her feet. She is in a breezy tube top summer dress with tropical print. It is only wearing metal cuffs around its wrists and ankles, a collar that connaspects to a anal hook, and a cock cage with chains tethered to the owner's lounge chair. It is licking and sucking fast to make sure that not one bit of that ice cream runs off of the owner's white polished toes or small feet as the consequences of wasting the owner's kindness will be dire.
Then...
Wouldn't you like to know. ;-)
subbieforyouM I moved to NH around a year and half ago. I grew up here but lived in the Pacific NW for 30 years. I returned to be a caregiver for my mother after my father died in 2020. When I first returened I put some effort into finding a Dominant Women to serve. I was unsuccessful and eventually my commitment made it impossible to continue that search. So for most of the past year I have just lurked here, looking at profiles and contemplating what could be.
I now find myself without commintment and wish to again search for a Dominant to serve. I am free to live where I choose though I have many loose ends here to deal with.
I am looking for an intelligent Dominant who enjoys the mental aspect of control and who is looking for someone who is ready to learn how to be that which they wish. I am healthy, intelligent, creative and in good shape. I am financially secure. I enjoy being service oriented and wish to please my Dominant and make their life easier. I enjoy travel and learning new things. Helping others and being a good first mate to my Captain.
I welcome any correspondence and will also be initiating contact with the profiles I admire and dream about. I hope every one has had a great 2023 so far and who also has not lost hope as to what could be.
Sydisa Finding the Dominant you want.
There are a lot of submissives looking for a Dominant. Your initial interaction can make or break if you move forward.
Figure out what you are looking for. Then, look for someone who fits that vision.
A loving relationship?
A scene occasionally?
Do you want someone who does precisely what you want?
Are you basing your need off porn and fantasy? Think about this one.
Don't look for perfect because you might pass up someone who can grow to be your "perfect" person in all the right ways.
Don't be blind to imperfections; you might miss out.
Get to know the real person you are talking to.
Don't hold the person to your porn fantasy? No one will meet the fantasy built up in a realistic relationship.
Great advice, I read this morning.
"The best advice I can give any submissive man is do not look for a domme; look for a person."
Build the relationship after getting to know the person in a vanilla way. You might be surprised how much more fulfilling the relationship will be.
Be the amazing, intelligent person you are, and let yourself shine while getting to know her.
HouseOfHarold Those striking blue eyes gazed up at me, filled with worry. I had just finished an in-depth discussion about one of my business endeavors with her sister, who had offered her insights. As soon as "puppy" left the room, this one rushed in, knelt at my feet, and wrapped her arms around one of my legs. Both of these girls are my property, collared and devoted. One calls me Master, and the one looking at me with such concern calls me Daddy."Daddy," she started, her voice trembling slightly, "you always talk to puppy about work and projaspects, but never to me..."I knew what she was getting at. This wasn't about changing my behavior, but about reassuring her of her value and role."Well, sweetheart," I replied, choosing my words with care, "do you think you'd understand what I was talking about if I included you in these discussions?"She paused, then nodded slowly. "I think I would, Daddy. I mean, I'd try!"I smiled gently. "Little princess, you could try as hard as you want, but you wouldn't be fulfilled by it. You're comparing yourself to your sister, and that's not fair to either of you."Einstein had a quote that fit this situation perfectly:"Everyone is a genius, but if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will spend its whole life believing that it is stupid."She wasn't particularly intellectually inclined, and that was okay. Her role in my life wasn't about deep conversations or business strategies. She was my companion, a soft and warm presence for cuddling or holding hands. She was my background noise, chatting about coloring, makeup, and other girly topics while I listened with a smile. She was there to please me, happily using her body to relieve my stresses and desires. But business wasn't her forte, and I wasn't about to force her into something she wasn't suited for.Some might say I'm limiting her by encouraging her to stay in her lane, but let me give you another example.I'm fascinated by astronomy. The planets, stars, and moons, the chaos and order of it all. I enjoy listening to Neil deGrasse Tyson talk about gravity and watching old Carl Sagan videos. But that's where my interest ends. I wouldn't be happy trying to comprehend the deeper complexities of space. I'm content running my businesses and enjoying my harem. That's enough for me.Reassured, the little one returned to her chatter, nuzzling and kissing me softly. She didn't need to understand the intricacies of my work; she just needed to be the little girl she always wanted to be. Soft, warm, cuddly, and secure in her place.Everyone is a genius, but if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will spend its whole life believing that it is stupid.
bdsmsubmissive93 orgasms
She lays there air fron the fan caress her body she is trembling with cum running out of her pussy she enjoyed the fuck hair being pulled ass being slapped orgasm after orgasm after orgasm she lays on her pillow covering up she closes her eyes thinking he was done with her he spreads her legs finger fucks her demanding more orgasms at this point she is sore but she gives him what he wants he removes his fingers stuffing them in her mouth she cleans them off he grabs the dildo and shove it in unexpectedly he smiles in the dark he fucks her hard and fast with the dildo she squirms trying to avoid anymore orgasms he slaps her inner thighs she apreads her legs moaning loudly he says you know what i want so give it to me she orgasms 6 more times he removes the dildo and tells her to roll over on all fours he starts fucking her again she says thank you Master he says harshly shut up i didnt tell you to speak he rides her roughly she moans and keeps orgasming for him after he cums again he shoves his dick in her mouth telling her to clean it she does he pulls his underwear up and lays down beside her she lays down unable to walk shaking and sore pussy
LadyAbrilyn Roe v Wade
This has nothing to do with babies. If it was about babies, we'd have free healthcare. If it was about babies, you wouldn't have to pay to give birth. If it was about babies, we'd have months of paid leave. If it was about human babies, we wouldn't force mothers to have to choose to keep their job, or put their baby in daycare AT 6 WEEKS. It's ILLEGAL to take nursing kittens and puppy's from their mothers before 8 weeks. Why don't I have the same rights?
This has NOTHING to do with babies. And EVERYTHING to do with suppressing a Woman's RIGHT to autonomy over her own body.
CosmicCunt VOTED YESTERDAY! Wow it feels good to know it is done.
I've always marveled at the lost opportunity and lackadaisicle approach to citizenship by those who choose not to vote. Indeed, they often are the ones with the most protests. Chit or get off the pot I say!
Too many think it is their right to be born, right to have rights, right to complain without productivity. Of course I agree, we do have the right to not participate, but that IS participation in and of itself though I tend to believe it is almost passive aggressive in nature and not courageous or dare I say honoring the priveledge we receive in this country and many others.
I'm more of the mindset that it is our duty as Global Citizens, to do our part to contribute to the human condition positively and proactively. I know, I've heard all the arguements and it still doesn't pass muster with Me. Take Jehovah Wintnesses - they dont' participate in ANY voting as they believe mans laws have no place under God's laws. Imagine that! A whole section of society that profess not to partake in any governing over their lives. While I can intellectualize their choices and appreciate their contributions as they are - it BLOWS My mind they remain silent so to speak.
The examples go one and on. At the end of the day - "IF YOU WANT TO MAKE THE WORLD A BETTER PLACE, TAKE A LOOK AT YOURSELF AND MAKE A CHANGE".
Get out and VOTE! Better still, go get yourself an absentee ballot and VOTE TODAY!
ArrogantTVBitch 16/06/2024
Pigs, Rats, Useless Pathetic male vermin! loosers, When will u ever learn? When u write to this UK Dominant Mistress SuperBITCH keep in mind.... YOU ARE NOT A FRIEND<> U mean NOTHING to HER, what would SHE want with a useless and pathetic bitch like u??? SO...... your only hope to get your Mistress and SHE of your wet dreams interested in you is to write a begging mail and in it Mistress wants to see, NO, DEMANDS to see, a show of submission and surrender to her, so get your grubby hands off of your useless little cocks (which Mistress will soon have locked up and you WILL surrender the keys to HER) and write a nice begging mail and hope that SHE WHO WILL BE OBEYED finds an interest in you.
Helpful hint from Mistress Davinia, SuperBITCH!.... only 1 in 14 applicants get through this first faze of HER Strict Training Programme, and Mistress receives about 20-30 applicants per week!!
bdsmseeker What is wrong with people?
So once again I find myself here, trying to fathom out what has happened. A certain someone from here has decided that after a protracted conversation my being polite and making sensible concessions is my being not what they seek.
Honestly. This is who I am, manners cost nothing yet form the basis of my being. I use them in everyday life and conversation and they have served me well. Yet here once again I am faced with them being seen as negative.
Where are the people on here who want to be treated like real human beings, with respect, honour, and morality?
If my being me and using manners is going to offend then step away. If my asking questions is not for you then don't approach. If I want to build trust and you don't then look elsewhere.
Rant over!
bootsbaby50 Things have been very rough this last few years. In the middle of the horror I discovered my exact needs and desires.
All are leaning to 24/7. A TRUE EXPERIENCED Dominant. One compatible of course.
One with similar interests as we need time together outside of just bdsm.
I need fully trained. Supervised. Someone who pays attention when I think I can get away with something though I try my best to be a good girl.
Someone to nurture me. Guide me. Ensure I hydrate and eat properly.
I need the rules. The punishments. The after care and the sincere love.
I am in a vanilla relationship and beyond unhappy. I have had limited human contact in years. The vanilla is too old. Impotent and zero desire. We live separate lives. I am more of a care giver.
I am willing to move almost anywhere but as a full time submissive. I'm too poor to use what little I have to move in and find out we aren't compatible. So meeting 1st is a must. I am fine with a hotel or cabin or even fly to you but trust must be established.
I will accept nothing other than EXPERIENCED. I am not switch. I'm fully submissive.
I want 24/7 but also would like a little loosening on my chain to feel semi normal. Yes I expect completely your knowing my comings and goings at all time. Mutual interests are time well spent.
What are you looking for in a submissive?
TVCharlene Let me clarify what I am seeking here instead of changing my profile.While all the crossdressers having the fantasy of being "kept" and on hormones and living as a woman 24/7 with nothing to do except be a sex toy seem to have plenty of masturbatory fodder, and some constantly write to me seeking this exact thing, let me make a few points as to what I am seeking personally. I am seeking a sincere PART TIME cd, closeted or not, that is willing to work hard as a male in the day and switch into femme mode at nights and on weekends. If you believe some sort of a collapse is NOT coming and think everything is going to be just hunky-dory in the future, then please move on from my profile and back to your fantasy world. I am looking for people that share my vision; to be living on a ranch and create a sustainable life. If we need to go off grid that is certainly an option that I am getting prepared for. But it is HARD work. I know, I know, nobody wants to do that anymore. If you are willing to put in the time, and the effort, the rewards will be great. As far as our mutual crossdressing fetish goes, we will indulge that every chance we get. I am the strict Domme Mommy type and very into tight and shiny fetish wear and bondage games. I seek someone that can find her place at my feet. I am hopeful there is one c/d out there that all this resonates with and wishes to relocate. If so, write.
DOMGMR It amazes me, it really does, of how stupid people on here must think most of us are, they try to insult our integrity, who we are, what we are about and when they don't get their way ,they start insulting you, they start using all kinds of nasty language, thinking that is going to actually affect us personally.
Opening up an email as they try to degrade you for their own shortcoming's, with you basically saying no, move on.
I have lived this way for over 42 years, almost 43 years and yes, I did that when I was still in the service, I did that when I was still working a job with Uncle Sam. I did all of it at the same time. All without compromising my standards integrity or anyone elses. I have nothing to f****** prove to anybody.
Those who keep playing the games are going to continue to play the games and be more dissatisfied, as life moves ever foward. Myself and others like me are going to continue to build what we do and live the way we do, life goes on.
it is why I require 1st meet up with potential candidates. I require candidates to live by the same standards as I do. Speak the truth br trustworthy,trustworthy, honest even if you have baggage, we all do being upfront no matter means more. You know sooner or later I'll catch you in a lie and once you lie to me, it neans I can't trust you, if I can't trust you, I'm sure as hell not going to allow anyone else's to put at risk my life, my families life, and those who are part of what we are about.
I ask simple questions, most never bother to anwser. Those who seek real BDSM understand, it is about being of service not being served. Even those on the owner side of things has Responcibillities.
TPE is pretty simple.
MistressVNN
The slave contract.
Some people assume that, since "slavery" was outlawed (over a hundred years ago in most places), then "Consensual Slavery" is nothing more than "Role Playing"; that there cannot be any legal, lawful way to "own" another person. To the point of using the words: slave, slavery, and owner, you would be correct; these words are merely symbolic and have no legal meaning.
However, Consensual Slavery (or Voluntary Servitude) is legal, very real, and can be legally practiced. Can a person legally join the military?
If they do, are they allowed to just up and walk out any time they like without warning? Hm… They can't, right? Why not? I thought you said slavery was illegal? Well... That's right. The military does not practice slavery. Yet, in a very real sense, they do own you. However, they do not (and never would) call it slavery; they call it service. We will not go into the detailed specifics of what wording is used in a real Contract of Voluntary Servitude, but, rest assured, it is as binding as any application into the military. It is perfectly legal for a person to voluntarily forfeit their rights and be legally bound to serve, suffer and endure. Slavery is not about sex; nor is it about S&M.Yes, a slave may be disciplined and this discipline can take the form of sexually charged torture or tormenting. Of course an Owner can have sex with their slave,it's a given. But you don't need a slave to have sex or "play" S&M.If you are only interested in sex or S&M (or any combination thereof), I strongly recommend a visit to any of the places in Europe US, or Asia where (prostitution is legal and) you can, far more cheap and you can easily, get your needs fulfilled.
Total Control + Total Responsibility
By definition, a ‘slave’ is a piece of (movable) personal property (a.k.a. "chattel") owned by another person. A slave can be bought, sold or traded.While a slave may be cherished and cared for, a slave can also just as easily be misused and abused. Of course an owner can love their slave; nothing in the book says that an owner cannot love their slave. However, slavery does not require love.
Slavery is about control: the utter and total domination and control over another human being's life.
Slavery is also about responsibility: the utter and total responsibility of another human being's life.
There are two basic elements required of slavery:
1.) A slave.
2.) An owner capable to take the great responsibility of possessing a slave.
Illusions.
For the would-be slave, trust may be an issue prior to slavery, but it is an illusion.
Physical attraction may be an issue prior to slavery, but it is an illusion as well. In fact, everything and anything a would-be slave requires or desires, apart from their true and total commitment to actually being a real, owned slave, is an illusion.
Slavery is NOT about "romance".Sure, an Owner could romance or seduce a slave if they chose to, but romance and seduction are not "part and parcel" of slavery itself.
Slavery is about Ownership and servitude; any other element involved is something other than, or in addition to, slavery.
If a "slave" insists upon a requirement or a condition for, or on, their Ownership – they are seeking something other than slavery. Hm...Yes, it all sounds so terrifically unfair, doesn't it? An Owner can require and involve whatever they like in the “relationship” and a slave must endure and indulge whatever an Owner's whim might be. Ups... That almost sounds like, well... slavery! Doesn't it?
There is nothing at all that a slave can claim “entitlement” to; however, in an effort to demonstrate this, here is an extraordinarily brief list of things a slave is specifically not “entitled” to:
- Respect
- Honesty
- Affection
- Compassion
- Understanding
- Appreciation
- Courtesy
- Recognition
- Fidelity,Etcetera...
You may get all or none of the above. It is at the discretion of your Owner.
Baronsoy Bondage
Bondage is a common practice within BDSM (Bondage, Discipline, Dominance, Submission, Sadism, Masochism), which is a set of consensual activities involving power dynamics, role-playing, and various forms of erotic play. Bondage refers to the act of restraining or tying up a person for the purposes of sensory stimulation, power exchange, or simply as a form of erotic or aesthetic pleasure.
In BDSM, bondage can take many forms and can involve a range of materials such as ropes, chains, handcuffs, leather straps, or bondage tape. The specific techniques and tools used in bondage can vary widely depending on personal preferences and the level of experience of the individuals involved.
Bondage can be used in combination with other BDSM activities or as a standalone practice. It often forms part of a larger scene or session where participants negotiate and establish boundaries, consent, and safe words to ensure the activities remain consensual and safe for everyone involved.
It's important to note that in BDSM, consent and communication are paramount. All activities should be consensual, and participants should establish clear boundaries and safe words to ensure that the experience is enjoyable and safe for everyone involved. It's always recommended to educate oneself about BDSM practices, communicate openly with partners, and prioritize safety and consent at all times.
LatexHer Without a doubt, this site has become somewhat disappointing. The same people continue to CLAIM that they are seeking an owner, play, or just sex, yet are only haphazardly playing the contact game.
Now to top it off the site webmaster has changed the definition of FEMALE to Feminine adding to the overall confusion for people as myself seeking ONLY HETROSEXUAL contacts - not trans-anything!
I don't care how you identify - that's your thing. I do not and will not shove my cock into a man's asshole! That's my thing!
So I respectfully ask you who are inclined to list yourself as feminine - at least provide us STRAIT guys seeking a WOMAN a heads up.
To all the natural women posting - if you haven't found your niche after 2-10 years on this site - it's most likely not going to happen, or maybe it's you?
ddclop I am so lucky to belong to my wife! Last time that she invited me to have sex she handed me my favorite plug, a medium size latex spade that is very comfortable. She pulled out her lash but unfortunately she did not hit me hard with it. As always i had to lick her pussy for a while, using my finger to caress the vagina simultaneously to licking the clitoris. When she had enough i inserted my dick very gently and started the usual program, that is inserting only the cock 8 times and deeper the 9th. Repeat for a few minutes while licking her tits. She loves that , and i love to please her. I d love to be tortured during sex but that is too exciting for me and makes me cum too fast to please her well. After the cock thing, she was already ready to cum so she came on top. I always must grab her breast with my both hands and lick her tits while she rides me. I love it when she tells me "lick, doggy". Again, i must admit that it is bad to please me as i could not control my cum any further. I was already enjoying so much witnessing her pleasure and feeling that nice plug in my butt. I m so kinky... then she came to her orgasm sqeezing my tits between her fingers and i was able to cum in her pussy after that. I always have to hurry to unload before she turns me away. I love her so much. Too bad she does not take me yet a gull slave. I love her so much. Married for 5 years. Know her for 14 years. Oh darling please take me at your service. I'd love so much thst you rape me again like the time when you fucked me with that big strapon and you pissed in my mouth and shouted "swallow"! I know it will be though but i cant stop thinking about that. Rape me again, please let me show you what i am ready to do , please break me and help to improve and become how you want me.
amaashtart Dos nuevas publicaciones en mi blog y otra que no es nueva pero está vigente para esta época:
Juguemos, pero, ¿quién paga los juguetes?
¡Qué semana tan interesante!
Esta publicación sobre cómo iniciar una relación Femdom tiene ya dos años, pero sigue tan vigente como el primer día. Como siempre, dar like, comentar, compartir:
Recomendación para empezar el año… ¡y una relación Femdom!
pizzapuppiescows I had one of those dreams that takes you all over the place (takes has an s because the subject is one, not dreams- grammar is important). I actually knew all of the key players in this dream, that almost never happens. It was all family. Started out at some kind of a community pool that was right next to a prison. Random, I know. My brother was playing catch with some kid in the pool using my dog's ball. Of course the ball bounces out of the pool area and over the fence into the space in front of the prison. Can't get it. I decide I'm going to ask the guard in the tower with the gun if it's okay to go around and get my dog's ball, but right then all the sirens go off and someone is escaping. The pool transforms into the house we're all staying at with a bunch of sliding glass doors right there. I'm freaking out and trying to close and lock the doors because the escapee has climbed the fence and is about to come into the house. And he does. His name is Han and he sits down with us and eats some pie that my sister made. The pie is terrible. But then my parents show up and it's a big game of pretend Han didn't just escape and we also don't have completely working electricity so fake them out with switches and light bulbs. I think at that point it morphed into this whole trying to set me up with this guy who happened to stop by situation, and now we're at my grandmother's house. They all love him. I do not. He's a nice guy and all, but just not for me. Blah, blah, blah, details, and then it's Christmas and an entirely different house I don't know, but my family is there and someone bought me another puppy. It's small and brown and although his name is Jelly Bean I rename him Buffalo Bill. He's running all around chasing cats and having a good time. Phone call from my grandmother because I made her cookies turns into a tech support call for a gift she got. She's dead, by the way. I don't often dream of her but here she is. Blah, blah, family stuff. I don't remember the reason but my brother and I end up outside searching for something down the street. Not the dogs, something else. We don't find it and as we walk back to the house the door is wide open. We're concerned. Go inside, inquire, and my fucking step father left the door wide open and didn't know it. None of the animals got out but son of a bitch if that isn't par for the course right there. More weird stuff happened but I'll stop there. Buffalo Bill? I guess it's not impossible. I mean, it was my dream, right? But so random. The real puppy is doing the heavy sleep breathing a few inches from my head. I both love when she's close and find it annoying that I can't move around the way I tend to because she's blocking me. She is extra cute, though, so right now I'm going to give her kisses and try to sleep for a little before the alarm.
Mzspanks A note for those who choose to message me:
I’m not interested in sexual résumés or exhaustive lists of past experiences as an opening introduction. Depth, discernment, restraint, and self-ownership matter to me far more than explicit history.
I pay attention to how someone lives their everyday life — work ethic, accountability, emotional intelligence, time management, and their ability to carry responsibility. Submission, as I define it, comes from stability, conscious choice, and integrity — not self-erasure, obligation, or performance.
If you are currently uncollared and reaching out, this is the appropriate time to show who you are now:
how you manage your work life, how you contribute within a household or structured environment, how you balance ambition with discipline, and how you envision your future. I am interested in alignment, not nostalgia.
It’s also worth stating plainly: as we age, bodies change. That is reality, not failure. Physical limitations or changes — including erectile issues — are not disqualifiers to me. What matters is confidence, honesty, self-awareness, and the ability to live fully in the present rather than clinging to a past version of yourself.
subNhou Appears i am a permanent chastity sub/slave. Locked 842 days as of 01/20/22.
As the sub, it’s a turn-off to see a sub-cumin during play.
While important both enjoy the scene, it’s all about the pleasure of the Dom.
An exception to “enjoy” is a discipline
The scene is about Dom’s pleasure and the sub should focus on them. DirtyDarling Tell me like it is, like a lover,what it is you long to discover.Tell me what is your inspiration,where it is you find heart to listen.Tell me where you go, understanding,when you find a space while philand'ring.Tell me when we go, go like passion,how we go, go like flame so brazen.
'cause I come into this placeeager to recieve your peaceI come with my kindled heartburning to recieve your parton my knees to your altarso proud of this one collar
So tell me about the raw darkness;Your teachings and the path of service,about dreams and deep irations,and all about tall fascinations.Tell me how you want to strip me down,hold me down, decrown, and help me drown
myself in your grand splendor,where I am in surrenderTo your profound, splendid mind.And in submission I findmyself in absolution,freedom and transformation.
~dirtydarling
Bikinisub Finish her!
The whipping scene has gone on for 40 minutes. My whipped body now hangs in my chains as the whipping stops. I can see through the slits in the mask the looks of shock and surprise in the faces of the crowd watching my torture. I can see the faces of some of my friends smiling at me. They know what’s about to happen.
My loin cloth is removed which shows the neon red string bikini I was wearing underneath it. It glows like a hot coal in the black light. My torturer comes in close and runs her hands over my whipped body and the raised welts on my stomach and thighs. She goes over to the chain and starts pulling it. It’s at this point the people watching think that I’m being lowered but I’m not. I’m being tightened.
I’m being suspended higher now and the ankle chains are getting tighter. The room is silent as I’m now being torture stretched. My ribs are clearly visible now and my belly gets pulled flat. I’m moaning loudly now as my pain level has now reached a ten. It’s now very difficult to breathe and I’m suffering. I’m struggling with the last safety ball in my hand as I try to dangle it out of fingers in order to drop it, a clear signal to my torturer that I’m finished.
I can see the look of horror in some of the faces of the people watching my torment. I manage to drop the ball and I’m lowered to the floor, exhausted. The scene ends with a passionate kiss from my torturer and I limply stand there still in chains. My mask is removed and I’m led to a nearby bondage table to recover. I’m surrounded by friends and a few attendees as they ask how I am and if I’m alright. A few want to see my welts. I guess it’s too see if the welts real. They are. I’m showered with compliments and it makes me feel fantastic. I’m going to remember this night for a long time.
ctandy86 Five hour drive for a throat fuck, part 1.
In the not too distant past I had an encounter with a young woman that was quite enjoyable on my part. After talking for a couple weeks she decided to come down and visit me for a day. She drove five hours down to where I was to come and see me.
Five hours one way with only the promise of meeting up to get some ice cream. It ended up being a bit more than that, but still, a five hour drive one way. So after the five hour drive we met at a dairy queen not far from where my house is. She was very shy, but she built up the courage to at least get a little ice cream.
We ordered and had some light conversation waiting for our ice cream to be made. Once we got it we went back to my car and sat and talked while enjoying the sweet treat. After we had finished and talked for a while longer, I asked if she would like to come back to the house with me. She agreed and went back to her car to follow me.
We got back to the house and went inside. Spent a little bit of time introducing her to the dog and letting her get a little more comfortable. After a while we migrated to the couch at turned on some unimportant TV show and continued to talk.
I asked her how she was feeling and what she was thinking and her response was simply "I'm shy".
I asked if she would be more comfortable texting me her thoughts instead of saying them and she nodded yes. So she turned to her phone and typed away. We had discussed at length the different things that we both enjoyed sexually over the last couple weeks. One of the things that she particularly enjoyed but was shy and bashful about was being throat fucked, used very hard, given little if any chance to breathe or recover, and having a man have his way with her for his pleasure.
My phone vibrated after she finished typing away. In short, her message said that she was shy and nervous but she really wanted to please me and just needed me to tell her what to do and she would do it. I asked her verbally if she was sure and she nodded yes.
"Good, very good." I say to her as she sits on the opposite end of the couch with her gaze averted down and away from me.
I move over to her, grab her gently by the chin and lift her face towards me. "Look at me." I say and she responds immediately.
I tell her "You're going to be my good little slut now and do what I want, but I know how shy you can be and I don't want you pushing yourself further than you can handle. So at any point if things get too intense for you, you are simply going to say Time Out. Do you understand?"
She nods her head yes again and I say, "No, for this you have to say it. I need you to tell me verbally that you understand and that this is what you want. Do you understand? Is this what you want?"
She turns her eyes downward again and says "Yes Sir, to both." With that I step back away from her and sit back down on the couch. "On your knees in front of me." I command and she moves immediately.
Oh we are going to have some fun tonight. I think to myself. Yes we are going to have some fun. To be continued.......
LondonTriangle Phew and thank god!
I nearly forked out just under £500 on the wrong specimen:
1. £295 for harness gear - custom made still lush
2. £50 for the application in 2 sizes
3. £95 rope bondage lesson but getting discount as the teacher is an old friend of mine
Will still spend for myself but if I ask a man questions it means I am investing time to understand how to give you what you want. You can't give me a second, ok, harness yourself.
I am good.
Still investing in the supplies just finding a worthy destination.
Some people like to talk forever and not act on their impulse I was thinking lets act on the impulse not just talk about it.
Bikinisub The Pitch
It was late afternoon when Heather asked me to go with her to Jim's office. A few dozen people were still enjoying the pool and patio while listening to music. I followed her into the house and was led to Jim's office. It was masculine looking with leather chairs and a sofa and a mahogany desk. I looked around and there were framed movie posters on the wall. They were gaudy with titles such as Bound Bitch and Mantool. I could read Jim's name on them as directed by. Jim came in, smiled at us and sat down and lit a cigar.
Jim, puffing smoke: I'm so glad you came today. As you can see we're like a family. We have a lot of fun. I don't want you to feel any pressure to do anything so let me explain what this is all about. I make movies as you can see. I've done pretty well. Heather has starred in a lot of them. We both love bondage and want to do a movie with bondage and torture. Not real torture of course.
My sweet baby (looking at Heather) has written a script which I think is dynamite. It's the kind of movie that I think people will want to stay until the end to see what happens. When we saw your scene at the party the other day I said to her that you'd be perfect for it.
Me: I'm not a porn actress.
Jim, grinning: No no we already got that. We think you'd be a good bondage model. We would respect your limits of course and there'll be a female coordinator there the whole time.
Heather: I'm narrating it. I'll be your torturer. You don't have to memorize any lines or anything. We just want to film your reactions to the torments. When we watched you being whipped while being suspended that night we just fell in love with your reactions and emotions.
Me, looking at both of them: Can I see the script?
Heather: Of course! Better yet, would you like to see the torture chamber?
Jim: Go show her the set. Look, no pressure. We understand if you don't want to do this. It'll be fun. Think about and let me know.
Jim got up and shook my hand and smiled. Heather and I left the room and I was led through the cavernous home to a large door with an unlit "Quiet On Set" sign. She opened the door and I looked around.
It was a movie set. The set was a medieval torture chamber with stone (fake) walls. I saw a rotating wheel of pain, a rack, a suspension frame and a crucifix. Everything looked so real. It blew me away.
Heather: So what do you think?
Me: I'm in.
Next up Action!
YoungSissyTs hii sorry to interupt if we have already been talking and perhaps "planning" on getting together i just felt this is a pretty important piece i must mention generally to anyonoe who visits my profile
first thank you if its ur first time on my profile :) heeehe
repeat offenders i well come anytime i love the attention id love to be ur piece of eye candy Heeehe which i do got more pics but havent uploaded due to the delay that happens and i cant reallly offord a delay since im using this as my main source to escape ... thank you collarspace ;) please dont disappoint
okk so feminization the process which ive started and learned how much more i enjoy life as so. i began HRT and was shocked on the results and conviced this is exactly who im supposed to be :)
i was scared to fully flourish when i started since ii was still living at home.. mom; her druk dumb fukin BF; and my little borther.
you could see why i was intimidated to allow HRT gracefully....
i was on and off of it,id say maybe 4months yes,
then 4 months no.
then 2 months yes.
then 3 months no.
then 1 month yes
then
mile stone; family fell apart.... hurts but they hurt me literally no reason..
i was caught in the crossfire of his drunk ass running outta beer money every week blamed me always went throught my stuff, talked shit about my panties would often throw away my CUTEST jean or the combination of cloths that blended my image so amazingly it would allow anyone; who saw me, immedatly know i was a sissy BUT NOT JUST ANY SISSY ;)
--yeah would thow that out. iIt happed A LOT but like twice on my most cuties most amazing look that brought confidence and lust lol.
okay so my "familly" offically fell apart about 45 to 65 days ago i think give or take ... it occured in about a two week hostile setting. which i wanted no part of because it originated between THEM!!
yes i had nothing to do with it i even stayed away from home for days on end to let them deal with their own bullshit... however, out of the maybe 4-6 days that i did come back, cuz jesus i was tired of being out there!
somehow the arguments were about me... saying i dont work i dont pay rent --- like umm excuse me ??
dont pay rent?
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k sorry, where was i
--dont pay rent???
then hand me a bill.....
nothing ...
repeated bout 4 times and still no bill .. i HAD moneyi just wasnt gonna had it to them so he can turn around and just get more beer...
i did everything expect around the house AND MORE spacifically to prevent any turmoil since yes i didnt pay rent BUT NOT cuz i couldnt lol ... no bill no rent stupid drunk
[[[im sure i got completely off my main point but god i feel so good to vent i dont have anybody right now]]]
yes totall off topic if your still reading dang i appreciate your intrest in me lol *blush blush
ok i remember what this topic was supposed to be about lol soo sorry went completey right field.. yes right field cuz im left handed >:P lol
i becan this journal entry cuz i wanted to inform those who have a chance in owning me at the moment their a 3 im considering witch one i just hope will be the right choice fingers crossed
so this as ALL ABOUT FEMIZATION ohh and the whole artical up there does have a good purpose
When i began taking hormons, the fluxuation of on off onn off if you notice the ended with with 1 month on following a 3 month halt.... if you think about the proceess of my feminity you can picture about where im at in my appearance .... BUT WAIT IM NOT UGLY haha im not ill thow a pic of me rn or send in a message cuz i dont wanna have to do that waiting period this website impliments uppon profile updates.
sooooooo when i finally went back to see my doctor to FINALLY GET MY HORMONS again... stupid governer Desantez signed a bill that took into effect just the day BEFORE my appointment making it SUPER SUPER HARD not just for minors to get gender reassingment medication! my doctor straight up told me no! she will not give me my hormons because xyz...i was planning on getting a 4 month batch after explaining to her i was leaving florida to focus on myself and my tranisition... lol more like to focus on YOU and my transititon heehee ;)
theirs more to this but i chose not to disclose due to risk of prejudgmental dissisions, id say about 93% of you WILL MAKE regardless if you, think ur so mature or what not..
((lol prejudgmental is that even a word?
hahaha idk but sounded good there ;))
** ooo i just notice my spell check wasnt doing its job... crap im sure when i reread this im gonna have to delete it dammit enjoy the read and the insite of my current situtaion stay safe out there and masters/mistress/..potentual sissy owners.... [iSeeKu]
mastergcs Here is something I wrote a long time ago for a web site called RLSlavery ( That no longer exists)
Why is It So Hard to Find True M/s Poly Members?
In the world of BDSM and kink, finding like-minded individuals can be a challenge. Many people are looking for a specific type of relationship, such as a Master/slave (M/s) dynamic with a polyamorous twist. But why is it so hard to find true M/s poly members?
In this article, we'll explore some of the reasons why finding genuine M/s poly partners can be difficult, as well as offer some tips for those who are searching.
The Stigma of BDSM
First and foremost, the stigma surrounding BDSM and kink can make it difficult for people to openly express their desires and find partners who share those desires. BDSM has long been associated with deviant behavior and taboo practices, and many people still view it as something shameful or perverse.
This stigma can make it challenging for people who are interested in BDSM to find partners who are open to exploring this lifestyle with them. Even within the kink community, people may be hesitant to openly discuss their desires, which can make it difficult to find like-minded individuals.
Limited Pool of Potential Partners
Even within the BDSM and kink community, the pool of potential partners who are interested in a specific type of relationship, such as M/s poly, can be quite limited. While there are certainly many individuals who are interested in kink and BDSM, not everyone is interested in exploring the same dynamics or relationship structures.
As a result, finding someone who is interested in the same type of relationship as you can be a challenge. This is particularly true for those who are interested in less common or niche dynamics, such as M/s poly.
Lack of Clear Communication
Another reason why finding true M/s poly members can be difficult is the lack of clear communication between potential partners. When exploring a BDSM or kink relationship, it's important to have open and honest communication about desires, boundaries, and expectations.
Unfortunately, many people are not skilled at communicating their needs and desires effectively. This can lead to misunderstandings, hurt feelings, and relationship breakdowns. Without clear communication, it can be difficult to establish the kind of trust and intimacy necessary for a successful M/s poly dynamic.
Fear of Rejection
For many people, the fear of rejection is a significant barrier to finding a suitable partner. This is particularly true for those who are interested in niche or less common relationship dynamics, as they may worry that they will be unable to find someone who shares their interests.
This fear of rejection can lead some people to avoid seeking out potential partners altogether, which can make it even harder to find a compatible match. It's important to remember that rejection is a natural part of the dating process, and that it's okay to put yourself out there and take a chance.
Tips for Finding True M/s Poly Members
While finding genuine M/s poly partners can be a challenge, there are some things you can do to increase your chances of success. Here are a few tips to keep in mind:
Be Open and Honest: When seeking out potential partners, it's important to be open and honest about your desires and expectations. This can help weed out individuals who are not interested in the same type of dynamic, and increase your chances of finding a compatible match.
Attend Kink Events: Attending local kink events and meetups can be a great way to connect with like-minded individuals in your area. These events offer a safe and supportive space to explore your desires, and can be a great way to meet potential partners.
MasterG
HouseofG As a Master I envision my role as more than just a mere figure in their lives, but rather as a sentinel, a guardian who stands at the forefront of their futures. It's an inherent part of my responsibilities and duties to shield them from harm, while also steering them in the right direction. In this world filled with endless possibilities, paths and unforeseen challenges, I perceive myself as the beacon of light that navigates them through their journeys.
Moreover, it is my explicit role to ensure they become the most refined versions of themselves. I do not wish for them to merely become part of the crowd, but to fully embrace their uniqueness and potential, and ultimately realize the zenith of their capabilities. The world we live in is diverse and enriched with various talents, abilities, and strengths. Therefore, I bear the responsibility of kindling the spark within them, helping them unearth their hidden talents, fostering their skills, and aiding them in scaling new heights of achievement.
It's crucial to understand that it is not about trying to mold them into something they are not, but rather assisting them in tapping into the reservoir of potential that lies within, to become the best versions of themselves. This entails encouraging them to consistently strive for excellence, motivating them to surpass their limitations, and helping them cultivate an indomitable spirit that cherishes the pursuit of learning, growing, and evolving.
TheVintageYears There are parts of a person that don’t begin at the moment two people meet. They begin long before, in the quiet places where experience shapes us and then gets sealed away. Long before I met her, I had lived through something that awakened a deep part of me — a capacity for intensity, recognition, and emotional clarity that rarely finds a home. And she had lived through her own version of that. For different reasons, both of us buried that part of ourselves.
She buried hers out of fear - fear of instability, fear of loss, fear of needing someone, fear of being seen too clearly. I buried mine out of discipline - a deliberate containment, a way of protecting others from the full force of what I feel and protecting myself from offering it where it cannot be held. Different histories, different wounds, same instinct: suppress what once burned too brightly
When we met, that buried part in both of us stirred. Not because we created something new, but because we recognised something familiar. The connection wasn’t imagined. It wasn’t accidental. It was the reawakening of something each of us had sealed away. In the moments when she felt safe, she softened, revealing warmth, intuition, and depth she rarely allowed to surface. And in response, I became the version of myself that feels most grounded, steady, and alive.
I understood the sandcastle she lived in. I saw her protective walls. Not as flaws, but as architecture - structures and anchors that kept her upright when life gave her no stability. I understood why trusting one person felt like stepping into open air. I understood why she stayed in the present, why she avoided looking ahead, why she protected herself even from what she wanted. I saw the logic in it. I saw the cost of it too.
It is heartbreaking to see how someone can be hurt so deeply, so repeatedly, that they retreat into a world made of compartments. A world where adult emotional connection feels dangerous, where closeness carries the risk of being wounded again. And so she anchored herself to the one place that felt safe: the innocence of a child who had never betrayed her. The child of the man who had most recently broken her trust became, in a way, the last untouched corner of her emotional world. Maybe she saw a younger version of herself there. Maybe she stayed close to that child because it allowed her to protect something pure in a way no one ever protected her. Whatever the reason, it is unbearably sad that the safest place she could find was one that existed outside the realm of adult connection entirely.
I understood how it was easier to feel when it was transactional, triggered by someone else and emotionally outside her control.
What I felt for her was not fantasy. It was recognition. I cared for her deeply, and I would have treasured her - not by holding her tightly, but by creating a space where she could breathe without fear, where the sparks I glimpsed in her unguarded moments could grow into something steady. I never wanted to reshape her. I wanted to offer a place where she could rest without bracing for impact.
It hurt that she couldn't understand my deep need to care; that she could and did give herself to another physically, to a sadist, when she couldn't accept my care or give herself physically to me.
And I never believed it would be easy or instantaneous. I knew that being together would require patience, courage, and the slow dismantling of old defences. I knew it would demand effort from both of us. But the difficulty didn’t deter me - it clarified me. It strengthened my resolve. It deepened my desire to care, not out of saviourhood or fantasy, but because I saw what was possible if she ever chose to step toward it.
But the truth is simple: the part of her that woke up when we met is the same part she has spent years learning to silence. Stepping toward what she felt would have required dismantling the very defences that keep her functioning. She retreated not because she felt nothing, but because she felt too much. I stepped toward it because I was ready. That difference is the whole story.
So I release this into the ether - not to change her, not to call her back, not to craft something optimised for her reception or softened for her comfort. I have written carefully, yes, but this is not for her. This is for me. This is where I place the truth so I no longer have to carry it alone. We both knew. We both felt it. We both buried it for our own reasons. Meeting each other unlocked it again. She ran from it. I stepped toward it. And now I name it so it no longer lives unspoken.
Whatever she chooses, whatever she fears, whatever she cannot yet face, I hold no anger. Only the quiet truth of what was possible, and the peace that comes from finally giving these words a place to live outside my own mind.
kinkycplreading
Have you had a threesome? One or two, mmf with the Mrs.
Do you like sex toys? I do, they are pretty.
Would you ever have sex with your best friend? I experimented as you do with a male friend who was transitioning m to f.
Something that will never fail to make you horny? Blood of course!
Favorite parts of the opposite sex? Legs all the way, lips, eyes.
Favorite parts on the same sex? Package obviously lol, smile, lips.
LittlePhoenix12 Are Christianity and BDSM Incompatible?Well I think the short answer would have to be I think not, or I wouldnt, as a Born Again Christian, be here. But it's a question I get asked a lot on here and other sites, from other Christians who aren't sure, from the curious, and the argumentative, so I thought I would address it permanently.
I think the Bible is pretty clear that wives are to defer to their husbands -
'Your desire shall be for your husband, and he shall have authority over you',
'wives, submit to your husbands'
It is also clear that married couples may do as they wish, as long as its just between the two 'the marriage bed is undefiled',
So the question really should be, can unmarried Christians be into BDSM? Well I think it would be difficult to go from an unmarried independent woman to a married sub, so I dont see a difficulty with a woman being submissive to the man she is considering marriage with. Personally I dont have sex with every man I am involved with, as I think sex is special, but I am naturally submissive, so I have certainly submitted to more men than Ive had sex with. It works for me.
But ultimately if you really are unsure, and a Christian, you should listen to what you think God is saying to you If youre not at peace with your decision, then it may be the wrong decision for you
jbonds Personal information about me
single male, never married
no children
full head of hair
have all my teeth
none tobacco
light social drinker
self-employed
flawed, work to be better
kind, honest, trustworthy
genuine and seek it too
relocatable within USA
Important Lifestyle Relationship must knows
i believe in Safe Sane and Consensual.
i believe in being of value, not a doormat.
turned on by women who are dominant and aggressive inside of relationship.
it's hard to turn down a beautiful set of feet and ten toes.
kneeling at feet of Goddess, feels so good.
attracted to women who have kindness and stern when need be.
turned off by women who are just right down mean in life.
high priority for worshipping women as a my Goddess, showing and giving her respect.
yes i will cook, clean and wash the window. Always leave the toilet seat down, never up.
mutual attraction, both inside and out. i want to get to know you.
being geniune, honest, trustworthy and good communication.
good sense of humor, able to laugh at one's self and enjoy others.
not looking to be paid or looking to pay anyone.
skinprof Things have changed yet AGAIN!
My father has declined to the point , that he is afraid to move in with me. I structured my whole life around this. Closed my business, left my condo, friends, clients, swing dance community, and support network, plus my Sir.
I didn't pick this place for job opportunities, I was going to care for my father until the end.
He backed out of coming twice and then let it slip that they, my niece, her failing husband and my father were moving 15 hours away! I may never see him again! My world has turned upside down.
Now I'm scrambling to get reciprocity for my license, sending out reaumes, and praying to secure employment. Starting over yet again.
The one good thing out of this, is the bathroom in the cottage, is completely renovated. It is stunning , just gorgeous! Porcelain tiled shower , elegant grab bars, not clinical looking at all, all metal shower fixtures, top quality, new toilet, new sink, beautiful oval mirror and lights. When renovating, when the wall was stripped down, we even found a window! I prepped the bedroom, learned to skim coat, scraped sanded, and primed it. I found gorgeous furniture for the parlor, a large couch, chair and a half and a darling tiny gingham print wing chair. A gas operated cast iron stove stove is in place and hooked up. Now I need to finish the kitchen. I stripped the wall paper boarders, several of them. Then came across a metal seam! Uuuugh! Put one layer of skim coating and need to sand that down. Another one or two more coats , then I sand and paint.
At this point I haven't decided whether I'll do my esthetic business or a small daycare out of the cottage. Either way, I need a part time job before I decide, and complete it. I landscaped the front of it, and it looks darling. The covered screenedin front porch has two Amish gliders. I saw my dad in those, rocking outside , safe and comfortable. Siiiiigh.
Anyhoo, I need to push forward, live in the now for a bit.
My Sir has been out , and his next time is on my birthday.
Hopefully all will go smoothly this time. Last time work took two of our days together 💩💩.
Miss him being around the corner. I can't believe it's been over two years!
Dilas17 I'm updating my profile here since this site seems to make regular updates problematic.
First, if you're blatantly racist, transphobic, or incapable of recognizing your own privilege, there's no point in reading further.
Second, I'm polyamorous and have other partners in an open relationship. If you're looking for monogamy, you're looking in the wrong place. You have to be able to get along with them, and I won't put up with jealous behavior.
Third, I'm looking for someone who's willing to cook and clean, as well as be available sexually whenever I choose. I'm not looking for hookups or one-offs.
Fourth, you will have to contribute to the household; either through outside work or in some other way. I'm not a sugar Daddy.
Fifth, I have ADHD, and I often lose track of time. If we have been corresponding and suddenly you aren't hearing from me, don't take it personally. Just touch bases with me, and as soon as I'm able to focus, I'll reply.
Sixth, you will need to authenticate that you are who you say by live cam. Text and pics are nice, but they often don't represent reality.
If you have any questions, just ask.
tomsub72 A Mistress Story
The Mistress was known for her strict and unyielding command over her submissives. She was a woman of power and dominance, with a reputation for turning the most strong-willed men into obedient slaves.One day, a young man, curious and seeking a new experience, came across Mistresses domain. He was intrigued and decided to submit himself to her, hoping to experience the thrill of complete submission and surrender. Upon entering her dungeon, the submissive was immediately struck by the sensory overload. The sound of whips cracking, the scent of leather and wax, and the sight of Mistress in all her glory, dressed in a full leather outfit and wielding a riding crop."Welcome, my new sub," she said, her voice dripping with confidence and authority. "You have chosen to serve me and obey my commands, no matter how degrading or humiliating they might be. Failure to obey will result in punishment."the submissive nodded, eager to begin his training as Mistress submissive boy. She wasted no time, quickly binding and gagging him, and then blindfolding him for good measure."You will learn to obey my every command, without hesitation," she said, her voice low and menacing. "You will be used and abused, trained to be my perfect slave."Over the next few weeks, the submissive experienced a range of sensations and emotions, from the pain of being whipped and spanked, to the pleasure of being teased and edged. He was tied up in different positions, hogtied, chairtied, and even hung from the ceiling, his feet barely touching the ground.Despite the pain he endured,the submissive found himself craving more. He loved the feeling of powerlessness, of being completely at Mistresses mercy. He reveled in these humiliation, the degradation, the denial of his own desires.And when Mistress finally allowed him to climax, it was more intense than anything he had ever experienced. He screamed into his gag, his whole body shaking with pleasure."Good boy," Mistress said, her voice filled with satisfaction. "You are learning to serve me well."In the end, submissive discovered a side of himself he never knew existed. He learned to embrace his submission, to love the feeling of being used and abused, and to find pleasure in the pain. And he owed it all to Mistress his strict and unyielding mistress, who showed him a whole new world of pleasure and pain.
TotalOwnerforslave How long does it take to inspect a piece of meat?
I will start this little entry to My Journal with a quote from My writing about the first meeting with a prospective slave property, “Inspection may take just a few minutes. How long does it take to inspect a piece of meat?”
This sentence was intended to address what I hope to find in a slave’s mentality. I want a slave to approach its possible future life as a piece of property as though it were on the auction block. When it is on the block, what ever trauma it experienced in the process of ending up naked on display available to the highest bidder, is not on evidence. Such trauma, or in the case of My inspection, is irrelevant to the ongoing process of slave acquisition. What I care about is the slave’s sacrifice to be exposed to My inspection with hope, but, maybe without expectation that it will become My property. Much like the slave on the auction block, to be viewed and passed by, rejected, by many and bid on by few up to gaining residence with a previously unknown Owner.
A word about rejection. (Forgive My digression.) Many slaves that are into humiliation as an element fueling their need to become ‘less than’ have discovered rejection as an incredibly powerful humiliation and, therefore, a delicious element in the humiliation paradigm they inhabit. Others fear even the thought of rejection as the ultimate sanction from a Superior. Rejection bights deep and hurts in a long lasting fashion for many slaves. Some slaves think rejection is the worst form of punishment.
The thing is, when I wrote the ‘piece of meat’ comment I did not expect that I would reject a prospective property at one look. The comment was more allegorical of the feeling a slave may have of being exposed on auction than actually running the risk of being immediately rejected. And then it, the piece of meat inspection and rejection, happened.
I have inspected many slaves. I have delved into their mouths for teeth and brain for thinking. I use exhaustive questioning at times, but, always with the idea that this particular ‘meat’ would be what I am looking for. But the most recent inspection was different.
My first look at the prospect caused Me to utter, “it is an ugly fucker, isn’t it?” Brutal and ‘unfair,’ might be the assessment of a casual observer. However, it was a truth spoken by Me to engender a response from the slave that would tell Me much about its attitude. The response it gave, “yes, Master,” was encouraging to Me. Nevertheless, My desire to own this particular piece of chattel went down hill from that instant on.
I had picked it up at the airport. Driving to a restaurant for the initial part of the inspection, I always do the first face to face to face in a public place, I kept glancing at it. Each glance made Me feel more ill at ease. Until, I gave up on the restaurant idea and pulled to the side of the road. Looking it squarely in its eyes, I told it there was no way I want it and that I was taking it back to the airport.
Yes, something happened inside of Me. I am not able to describe it other than it was the opposite of ‘love at first sight.’ Yes, it did not take that long to look at a piece of meat and reject it.
Yes, I am a sadist. However, I am not sadistic without bounds. I am not attracted to killing or snuff fantasies. Nor, I am interested in severing limbs or causing bodily injury that might require anything but most minimal medical attention.
With this ‘piece of meat’ experience I have found a new limit to My sadism. I did not enjoy rejecting it. Actually, I felt a slight tinge of remorse later when thinking about what My behavior. So, it turns out I have psychological bounds as well as physical to My sadism.
Any thoughts, even negative, the reader may have on My little incident would be appreciated.
SaltLifeFemDom We all know how much of a PITA it is to update profiles...so here's a 2022 UPDATE
Current age range I'm seeking is 36 y.o. to 44 y.o.
I get a lot of bizarre, whiny complaints about My education requirements. Three things: First, I don't give af about your opinion. Second, it's been My experience that most men really struggle being in a relationsip with a woman who has significantly more education...something about those delicate egos. Third, if you have a high enough IQ you'd already assume the first two and would send Me a brilliant intro making it irrelevant.
Facial hair is and always will be a hard limit, lol
urfootonmyneck I started undergrad in 1973, a medium- sized state university, i was footing the bill & money was tight so I went to student services to see their listings for jobs. There were the usual, dining hall jobs, a few being ushers & security at some sporting events, a couple for maintanance & groundskeeping, then I saw one for art department figure model & it paid $15 an hour, unheard of in the early 1970's, I put my name & number on the list & crossed my fingers. A couple of days later there was a notice in my dorm room mailbox to call the art department offices & ask for Ms. So & So. I decided to prove I was real go-getter & drop by the office. Met with the lady, a graduate assistant, & she told me what the job entailed, Tuesday & Thursday evenings, 7-9:30 PM, nude figure drawing mostly, there may be some painting, there could be private sessions for more advanced work but that was to be negotiated with the individual, the school wasn't paying. She offered me the job, said they were hiring one male, one female but we'd never be doing the same class at the same time. I jumped at the chance as I had a strong CMNM interest at the time.
More to come, watch this space.
subMeghan I can't believe it's been more than 6 months since my last journal enrty...
Let's get started with my usual public declaration: I am subMeghan. Right now, as I type this, I am completely nude wearing only my glasses and my dog collar...
Recently I've been playing around with ChatGPT and for fun, I asked ChatGPT to write a blog entry for me about BDSM collars. Afterall this is COLLARSPACE.com!!!!
Here's what ChatGPT wrote. I was impressed! What do you guys think?
Welcome to SubMeghan's Picks, a blog written by Meghan - a woman who loves BDSM and experimenting with different types of collars. Collars are a popular item of BDSM gear and can be used to symbolize ownership, humiliation, and control. In this post, I'm going to discuss five different types of collars and the pros and cons of each.
Dog Collars: Dog collars are my favorite type of BDSM collar. They are typically made of leather or metal and are often decorated with spikes or other adornments. Pros of a dog collar include the fact that they are durable and can be used for a variety of activities. They can also be used as a symbol of humiliation, as they are commonly associated with animals. Cons include the fact that they are not adjustable and can be difficult to fit properly.
Spiked Collars: Spiked collars are a great way to add a bit of edge and danger to your BDSM play. Pros of a spiked collar include the fact that they are adjustable, making them easy to find the perfect fit. The spikes can also add an element of humiliation as they can be used to cause pain. Cons include the fact that the spikes can potentially break the skin if not used properly.
Leather Collars: Leather collars are a classic choice for those who want to explore BDSM. Pros include the fact that they are adjustable and come in a variety of styles. They are also a great way to add humiliation, as they are often associated with animals. Cons include the fact that they require regular maintenance to keep them looking their best.
Choke Collars: Choke collars are often used in BDSM activities, as they can be used to control or restrict a partner. Pros of choke collars include the fact that they are adjustable and can be used for a variety of activities. They can also be used as a symbol of humiliation and control. Cons include the fact that they can be potentially dangerous if used incorrectly.
Posture Collars: Posture collars are designed to restrict the movement of a person's head and neck. Pros include the fact that they are adjustable and can be used to force a person into certain positions. They can also be used as a symbol of humiliation, as they restrict the movement of the head and neck. Cons include the fact that they can be difficult to fit properly and can be uncomfortable to wear.
No matter which type of collar you choose, it's important to use safety practices and to discuss expectations with your partner before engaging in any type of BDSM activity. With the right precautions, collars can be a great way to add a bit of excitement and humiliation to your play.
Until next time...
subMeghan
OneOldSoul 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.
GoldenMyr
Under your feet-- On top of the world In my place I never get bored
With a delicate touch, your tension I ease To pamper and please from heels to knees
Gracefully you let me kneel in prayer As you sit before me with dignified airs
Commanding respect, admiration; no flaw In humble submission I follow in awe
The final touch in quiet repose A purple coat on each royal toe
Baronsoy 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.
Phalanx86 Building a Shared Language
Have you ever thought about the inherently flawed nature of language? What is the purpose of language?
At the most basic level language is the attempt to take what is in my mind and communicate it to your mind. Much like the phone game this process is always going to be extremely imprecise. Words are concepts. I'm going to take a string of concepts as I understand them add modifiers and conditionals and then you are going to interpret those based upon your understanding of those concepts and modifiers.
Take even the simplest of words. If I say a "tree", basically everyone understands essentially what I mean but not exactly. There are many different kinds of trees, they look very different from each other, they have different characteristics and quirks, different kinds grow in different areas of the world. I'm am in a more rural environment than say NYC is. Something tells me my relationship to the word "tree" is going to be much different from someone who grew up in an urban area. My mind makes different connections and ties different emotions, I'll picture something slightly different than every single person who hears me use the word.
That's just for a relatively objective word like tree. What happens when we start getting into more esoteric concepts. Submission, wow talk about a word that can have so many meanings, so many different emotions and thoughts around it. The internet has been great in so many ways but it has also created a sort of collective consciousness, many words have been loaded up with toxic baggage. I like to talk about breaking a sub, but I don't mean it in the way you keep hearing it, the way the last 20 toxic people have used it.
shyone71 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? AKRONOHIOMAN June 2, 2025 - Pennsylvania red came by today.
He has been here many times before, so he knew to come into the garage where he stripped in back of the garage and put his clothing in a plastic milk carton with a written sign that says “Worthless Pieces of Human flesh are to put their clothing here before entering.”
For the first time, I had placed wrist and ankle restraints in the clothing box before his arrival. I had no written instructions, I had not told him I was going to be doing it, it was a completely new thing for him to see. I knew he would understand what I wanted him to do. And, as expected, he came in naked WITH the restraints on. It was just another level of humiliation I was putting him through.
We went upstairs and I told him I needed a blow job. I laid back on my bed, and he got up all fours with his ass to my right. He knows from previous visits that I love to play with his ass with my fingers as he is sucking my cock. As he was sucking, I put a bit of lube on my fingers and shoved them in his ass. I started with one finger, but soon I was shoving three fingers into him. He started out super tight, but I was quickly loosening his hole.
I started spanking with my hand. Not only did I spank both of his butt cheeks, but I was concentrating smacking the actual crack of his ass. Something about smacking his HOLE is a real turn on. This went on for about 15 mins, including wrapping my leg around his neck pulling him down onto my cock until he was choking, holding him there until I though he was about to vomit.
When I knew his mouth, jaws and throat were on fire from the session, I told him to get up on all fours with his ass at the bottom of the bed. I started with my fingers and lots of lube. I removed my fingers and replaced them with a long bumpy toy. I pushed it deep in his ass hoping he took the time to clean out properly. I was not disappointed. I fucked him with the toy for a while as I played with my cock with my free hand. Occasionally I would pull and tug on his balls.
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DirtyDarling I'm sorry to my lover.I'm sorry I'm so unrefined;to leave all the things we hadbehind. No one has a smileFor a ship sinking a mile,Or a satellite gone astray.So I say.I sow sorries.Across these distances;I should have stayed in yourembraces, liberating me. I know you wantedto save me and hold me -wash my sins away.But I run away.So you say.No one can be our witness,No one can understand us.And when we misunderstandeach other we become pointless.I am not saying I know why.I am not sayingI can justify or rectify a goodbye.But I already miss you andthese sorries are bearing a cost.I am so lost without you,And feel my sorries are pointless, too.-dirtydarling
KinkySubBottom4U Okay, this needs to be said, so please read.I don't care if you are male, female, trans or how you identify. That is your choice and i will respect it. I don't care if you are Hetero, Pan, Gay or Lesbian. It is ALL good! I don't care what your age is, please be legal! Or how fat or thin you are. Whether you are ripped and shapely or fat, flabby or chubby. You can be hairy, hairless, bald, gray, wrinkled or smooth. I don't care what color you are or your national or ethnic origin. I don't care whether you are cut or uncut. I don't care how long or thick your cock is! I don't care if you are a heavy cummer or if you cum at all! Hell, I don't even care if you can get it up with or without meds, or at all! I don't care how big your boobs or how phat your ass is....
WHAT I DO CARE ABOUT... is YOUR attitude! You must be Dominant! You must take charge. Be demanding. Be sadistic (but sane!) Be kinky. Be perverted. Be creative.Don't ask me what i want to do. Tell me what i am going to have to do!Don't make me wheedle out your desires and interests. TELL ME what they are! And as a side note; the Loves, Likes etc lists on here don't really tell much of a story, so be prepared to explain.You are not going to shock me or scare me off with your dark and kinky desires. In fact, if you won't, or can't, tell me; then i am not likely to meet you under any circumstances!I won't go into a session without some idea as to what to expect!I am happy to chat or exchange emails. Discuss your desires. Explain, if i can, the options. If all you want is hot and nasty chat, i am good for that as well.
BB442keFw6 This happened to me some years ago now but still remains in my memory as one of the my most embarrassing but exciting experiences.
I was staying with my BF at his house for a couple of weeks. He only lived a short drive from the sea and we occasionally went for a walk on the beach.
One day he announced that he thought that because of my behavior I was in need of a spanking which is something, I might add, that he did to me almost on a daily basis, and he decided we were going for a beach walk and he was going to give me a public spanking.
Well, he had never done that before, I always got spanked in private usually in the bedroom or the lounge room and I was a bit dubious and rather nervous about it and what the public reaction might be and I said so.
He just said well that’s tough girl that’s what’s going to happen to you and I knew there was no arguing with him, his word was law in his house (and out of it).
I pouted at him a little and tried to argue further but of course it made no difference, in fact it probably made it worse for me.
I was dressed in a summery, flowery mini dress, it was summertime, that flared from under my bust and only just covered my bum. Underneath I only had on my bra and panties, with my beach walking sandals on my feet. He was wearing cargo shorts and a tee shirt and to my alarm was carrying a cane in his hand as we went out the door. I said you’re not taking that with you are you! He just told me to shut up and get in the car. I did so, still pouting, which was about the only sort of defiance I could hope to get away with without risking getting a slap.
I put on my seat belt and sat in nervous silence staring at my bare legs as he drove us to the beach. My mind was in a bit of a turmoil as I thought about what he said he was going to do to me but I did begin to find it curiously exciting and arousing even thinking about which panties I was wearing if they were going to be seen.
Ok, out you get he said to me as we parked in the beachside carpark. He emerged from the car carrying the cane quite openly. I was quietly amused and aroused at his confidence and audacity as he walked down the sandy track to the beach proper, cane in one hand and towing me along behind him with the other.
The sky was a clear bright blue with a few fluffy little clouds scudding across it. I now felt very nervously alive and excited at the thought of what was to come. The surf was crashing noisily onto the beach and the cool breeze blew through my hair and lifted up my dress forcing me to do a Marylyn Munroe seven year itch sort of pose to keep it down. To my relief the beach was not all that crowded, just a few people scattered around but there was a roadwork gang working on the road that ran alongside the beach and I could feel those guys already taking an interest in me with my attempts to keep my dress in place.
We walked up the beach past the road work crew and the beach sunbathers to a rocky area at one end which was some distance from anybody else but definitely not completely out of sight. He sat on a conveniently placed large rock and I petitely sat down in the sand next to him and shading my eyes with my hand looked out to sea where a fishing boat was underway bobbing up and down in the swell.
We sat like that in silence for a little while then he turned to me and in a rather soft sexy voice started to admonish me for what he called my lack of respect and disobedience over the last couple of days and how I needed to be taught a lesson, spare the rod and spoil the girl sort of stuff. I squirmed around a little as I listened to him knowing that he was right I had not been obeying him as instantly as I should have been doing, even occasionally arguing with him and that I did deserve what I was about to get. I looked across the beach towards the fairly distant beachgoers we had passed and then to the work gang on the road, also fairly distant from us now, but nobody seemed to be taking any notice of us.
He took hold of my shoulder length blonde hair at the back of my neck then slowly but deliberately forced my head back until I was staring at that vivid blue sky. Automatically I twisted my head to try to get away from him but this just made him firm up his grip on my hair until it hurt and I stopped resisting him.
Still using my hair to control me he pulled me across his knees and held me there. My flared dress was so short that it was already up round my waist. I felt his hand caress my bum through my satin panties and his fingers went down between my legs. I was already a teeny bit aroused by all this and by his power and confidence in what he was doing and it was now all I could do to prevent myself from squealing out loud. I just sighed instead.
Then he started to spank me. He had large powerful hands and it always hurt. Each smack across my bum sent pain shooting through me making me g. I kept my hands in front of me, palms on the sand sort of balancing myself over his knees, I knew better than to try and protect my bottom with my hands.
Then he hooked his thumb into the waistband of my panties and pulled them down until they were stretched tight across my mid thighs and continued spanking my now naked bum. He had pulled me across his knees facing away from the distant beachgoers and work gang but still in sight of them and I remember hoping that someone didn’t think that I was being assaulted and call the police, the last thing I wanted to face as we got back to the car would be a couple of grinning cops waiting for us and having to explain
LadyOcean73 The Standard of Respect
I have been active in this lifestyle for a long time; I am not new, and I am certainly not naive. I have put significant effort into my profile and journals because I value transparency. I expect the same in return.
No Instant Demands: Do not lead with demands for pictures or "bowing down."
Reciprocity: If your profile is empty, do not expect me to do the heavy lifting. I want to know who you are, just as I have shared who I am.
Hard Boundaries: I am not looking for degradation, humiliation, or to be treated as a "doormat." I know my worth. I am an SSBBW and I am comfortable in my skin; if that is not your preference, please move along without comment. Also to be upfront hard limts t giving oral and giving rimming are hard limits.
The Dynamic: Polyandry (One Female, Multiple Males)
I am seeking a committed, long-term Polyandrous dynamic. I am specifically looking for a life-long connection with more than one man.
Why Polyandry? I have a high drive and a vast amount of love to give. I’ve found that one partner often cannot meet all my needs, and I refuse to be left alone or feel neglected.
No MFF/FMF: I have explored these dynamics in the past and found them to be unfair. I am not interested in being the "added" female to an existing couple.
The Vision: I envision a household where we are all connected. I am particularly interested in bisexual men, as I believe this fosters a deeper bond between all members of the family, ensuring no one is ever "the odd man out."
Commitment & Independence
Financial Autonomy: I intend to work. I have been financially dependent on men in the past and felt trapped; I will not repeat that mistake. I am a partner, not a dependent.
The "Family" Bond: While not legally married, I am looking for that level of emotional and spiritual commitment. I value structure—such as rotating schedules to ensure everyone gets 1-on-1 bonding time as well as group time.
Real Life Only: I am not here for "cybering," "hookups," or digital-only fantasies. I am looking for a real-world, long-term family structure.
Final Thoughts
I realize what I am asking for is rare. I am not "young," and I am not interested in settling. I would much rather be alone than be unhappy or disrespected. If you are a mature, respectful man who understands the depth of a polyandrous commitment, I welcome a thoughtful introduction.
RavenMoonSiren Desire part 3
I slapped his erection and asked, "do you belong to me?"
"Ehn" he nodded, the veins in his arms standing out as he tensed and raised his hips again nodding as best he could.
I squeezed his erection roughly. Scooting my body backward and hovering over it.
"Do you want to be inside of me?"
He made a strangled noise and thrust up in my grasp. I slammed down on him. Filling myself. Fucking myself with him as if he were just a living dildo. He moaned under his hood. A faceless man. An object. A dog.
Not allowed to cum unless I used the command word. The special word. One I won't write here.
I moaned and rode him leaning back and grinding so that his pubic hair tickled my clit, then leaning forward to press the sensitive bud into his pubic bone. I could feel myself clenching around him and dripping, soaking us both as I drew closer to my orgasm.
"Please. your. Empress," I hissed, "hold your breath for me." I pressed my hands over his mouth and nose in his hood and rode him harder, my ass and thighs clapping against his thighs. And for 40 seconds he seemed to be calm but then he began to buck, fighting for air as he neared a minute without, his heart beat furiously in his chest, visibly so, and his bucking slowed, I felt myself there at the edge of my orgasm, I let him have air and released his bound arms. Tired from restriction he reached out slowly and grabbed my thighs and hips and thrust up into me furiously as I cried out in pleasure. Dripping around him as my pussy sucked and twitched and clenched around him.
Obediently he didn't cum.
Once I finished he put his hands back beside his head so that I could bind him again. He lay there still. His dick still deep inside of me. His heart still racing as his chest rose and fell.
I climbed off of him and stumbled towards the door as he lay there on the floor. I gave him one final look and said, "good night, my pet", before I clicked off the light, left the room, and locked the door. Leaving him there on the floor, tied in his hood, bound, naked, alone, erect and frustrated in the dark. While I, well fucked and satisfied, returned to my bed and my book.
pizzapuppiescows I have a friend who is a bit dramatic and insecure. Mostly with men but it trickles into other areas of her life. She always seems to have a problem, and usually it stems from her being unable to see outside of her own viewpoint. If it's a fair generalization to say that most people want to be the priority in a relationship, then it's fair to say she takes this to extremes with almost zero tolerance for waiting. She over dramatizes her relationship endings rather quickly, wishing them well, wanting the best for them, blah blah momentary sincerity. I had already come to the conclusion that she is a shallow and insincere person masquerading as a caring person. A Mean Girl.
Last week she was relating a situation that played out in her life, and she was referring to someone in a derogatory manner. I told her she can't do that, that it wasn't respectful. She cut me off to let me know all of the ways she was disrespected by this person, and that now she was angry and had to go, she would talk to me in a few days. I said okay and we hung up. What I didn't say was that the name calling was a reflection of her mentality and unwillingness to make the situation better, not the other person. I didn't say it, but I thought it all week. If this is how she speaks of that person, how is she speaking of me now that she's pissed? I don't need that in my life.
Yesterday she texted as if nothing happened. I sat on it, not sure how I wanted to respond. As can happen, I got busy and forgot. This morning she sent me the overdramatisized ending!!! I have been well wished out of her life. I do actually hope she figures her life out, but I'm not a Mean Girl. No dramatic ending for me, other than sharing it with you. I promise when you and I end our friendship I won't wish you well, either.
pattynj I just bought some new tangerine colored panties and thought about going to the ABS, so I went home to change into some pretty underthings.
i then went to my go-to ABS wearing a shear white button down cover-up, a white bandeau bra and my new tangerine colored panties under my pants. i bought my tokens, and as i walked to the back room, i unbuttoned my cover-up leaving my bra exposed. I sat down in the booth and it wasn’t long before I was sucking on a nice cock. After I finished off the second cock, a guy came into my booth waving me outside of my booth and into another booth. i walked in - a guy was stroking his Big Black Cock. It was the biggest cock i have ever saw, i mean it was massive!
He pointed to my crotch and I lowered my jeans showing him my panties. He pointed again, and i lowered my panties showing him my little clitty. He stood up and pulled my clitty next to his cock. It was extremely humiliating to see my little white clitty next to his massive black cock. He put his arm on my shoulder directing me down to a stooping position, right in front of his cock. At first, it was all i could do just to get the head of his cock in my mouth, slowly i was able to get further down his shaft.
After a while, he start to moan and thrusting his cock forward into my mouth. Shortly after that, he started to cum. After he filled my mouth with cum, he pulled out and his cum was still dripping out of his cock. He pulled up his pants and left.
DomSubToronto Hello there... we're a Dom/sub couple with a strong relationship; we have a history of 10 years so very much comfortable with each other, we are understanding and not new to this dynamic. She is owned by Him but is always submissive. This being the case, we're seeking a submissive female who would be possessed by both of us or other Dom Male/Females to posses her.
We prefer that you live in the GTA or within an hour drive from it, since we will be hosting.
We're fun and attractive and would love someone who is looking to lose themselves in an adventure where they can totally explore themselves with us or her.
Him 5’10” blue eyes, Medium Build with over 30 years as a Daddy Dom, well endowed, clean and shave, stern but patient, and will answer any questions and concerns you might have.
Her 5’10” blue/green eyes, small BBW with over 20 years as a sub, with 40 D’s clean and shaved.
Note: Dom Male/Females will have to discuss her limits before the funs starts, all submissive can talk directly with her new subs/Dom’s welcome as we love to teach and help you grow in your roll.
If you are interested please email and we will get back to you with a number you can text/talk with us if you like.
MistressNikkiVixen I had a conversation yesterday that reminded me why I don’t rush access.
Every so often, someone comes along who understands the difference between fantasy… and function.
He didn’t come in with noise, exaggeration, or empty declarations. He understood something much more important, how to exist in both worlds without conflict.
That’s rare.
Because the truth is, this isn’t about cosplay. It’s not about acting out power or performing submission in isolated moments.
It’s about integration.
Taking what exists in this space, structure, direction, awareness, and applying it to real life in a way that actually works. Where it builds something. Where it creates value. Where it makes both people stronger, not dependent.
That’s what most miss.
A real dynamic doesn’t remove you from reality, it refines how you move within it.
And a true leader doesn’t just command… she guides. She shapes. She diraspects with intention so that what stands beside her is not just devoted, but useful, capable, and aligned.
That’s where something meaningful begins.
Not in fantasy.
But in what you can sustain. I think i'll keep him
— Mistress Nikki Vixen aka Goddess
AKRONOHIOMAN November 16, 2023 - Horny Bi Guy's FIRST VISIT
PART ONE
A new guy stopped by today. He is a horny bi Guy from a town about an hour or so away from me. He is definitely a HORNY Bi GUY ! He is already asking for another visit.
We had talked a while on FETLIFE about his fantasies, so he knew what to expect today. Plus he had been reading my stories, THESE stories, which all seemed to excited him.
I knew he was into leather, so had a treat for him. When he arrived he found me in a very long terry cloth bathrobe. I probably looked like a monk. But I had a surprise hidden under the bathrobe, but he was not going to get to see it YET.
I met him in the driveway since it was his first visit and brought him inside. Within a few seconds I was ordering him to strip… which he complied to immediately.
I put velcro wrist restraints on him and told him to kneel. Once he was kneeling on the floor in front of me, I put a leather hood over his head, making certain his mouth appeared in the opening. I knew my cock would be going through that hole very shortly.
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LaTulipe I could be your mother/
I could be your dream/
I could make it look like it never happened, leave it clean/
Oh I could be your friend/
Or I could be on my back/
I could beg, I could bully/
I could brace you for impact/
Oh I could be counterfeit/
I could be real/
I could be the wound around your neck/
You tell your friends you can heal/
I could be 500 virgins/
I could be 500 whores/
I could be anything, anything, anything but yours/
I could be your mother/
I could be mad/
I could talk utter bullshit, I could be matter of fact/
Oh I could be broken/
Or I could be whole/
I could be something to fix in your New Years resolution goal/
Oh I could be an angel/
I could be a jerk/
Make a plan to save me, you can choose if you want it to work/
I could be a purity to ruin/
Corrupt for you to restore/
I could be anything, anything, anything but yours/
I could be your mother/
I could be your dad/
I could be the family that you always wished that you had/
Oh I could be a kiss/
I could be a hit/
Let me know if you ever figure out the difference/
Oh I could be a fact/
I could be a lie/
I could be the truth you search for your whole life but never find/
I could be your bravado/
I could be gone tomorrow/
I could be anything, anything, anything.../
Bessiethecow FAQ
Q: Are you lactating now?
A: No, and that is by design. My fantasy involves the transformation. That is the biggest part of my fantasy. It will not change until I find my owner.
Q: Is that you in the picture?
A: Yes, that is me. Last year for my birthday, I gifted myself the harness. It took me awhile to get around to trying it on. Life is often busy.
Q: Can we play? How about a play date?
A: I don’t do play dates. This is about transforming my body. I need a committed partner for this journey. This is if the first meet goes well.
Q: Why is the distance different than the city?
A: I moved. The website doesn’t update miles properly. I didn’t code it. No, I’m not a scammer and freaking sick and tired of the attitude about proving it. Don’t like the website design then F off and stop harassing me about it.
Q: Will you relocate?
A: I literally just moved here. So no.
Q: Are you open to a couple?
A: No. Totally into monogamy. Open relationships don’t work for me. Good luck on your search.
Q: Are you open to a married man?
A: No, and if I find out who you are married to, I will send trans and pictures to them along with the contact info for a great divorce attorney.
Q: I love ANR, would you be interested in me suckling you?
A: ANR is an adjacent kink, but not one I’m into. I prefer the degradation of the hucow kink.
Q: I have a cow, I want another. Are you interested?
A: I’m into monogamy, so herd play isn’t my thing.
Q: Mail here sucks. Let’s chat elsewhere.
A: Yes it does suck.
MistressHowl 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
SindeeSux Part 2
So we moved to a new bigger house and soon I discovered the brothers that would start me down the path that turned me into what I am today. So the brothers slightly older were loud , bold and of course very dominate. For the first few months things were normal , but soon things took a decidedly darker turn. Things started with them hazing me at school , and the long walk from the bus stop . On the bus they didn't know me but as soon as we got off at the end of the street they would start , and when the girls that lived next to their house were there they puffed up and would show off , having me carry all the books , and taunt me.. I was just happy for the attention... and I got a lot of it from them, especially when summer vacation came from school . That's when things became intense. At first it was fantasy role play , but there was always some excuse to tie me to a tree or tie me and lead me through the forest that was behind our houses . Within a few weeks, the clothes were off when I was tied, and they would leave to go home and get lunch , but always return with something for me. that I had to eat without hands. Then around the middle of that first summer the boys got a tent and set it up in the woods by the house, far enough away to be partially hidden , and keep curious parents from dropping in. The tent is where my training really began. From simple ties. To elaborate ties , to whipping with branches , to inserting things in me , the summer flew by and I finally felt I belonged , I felt the brothers cared for me , and wanted me , and I wanted to please , I ed to nothing for fear I would again be alone if I did. I remember feeling it was wrong somehow, but I didn't care , I was wanted, and that was all that matter. As things continued to progress they seemed to take good of their roles and the pain became more intense as the whipping increased in both duration and force . The s I was to take and hold inside became bigger. One day one brother had me tied over a stool in the tent and was working a candle in me. After he had covered me with the hot wax from the same candle. when the other brother came over pulled my hair to raise my head and stuck his crotch in my face I could feel his hard cock under the jeans as he rubbed across my face.. I moaned and bucked forward as the candle went deep , and I was pushed into those jeans ,I could feel the heat , and the dampness from his precum. That was to much I guess and before I knew it his pants were off and his hard cock was pushing against my lips I felt a sharp pain as a paddle came down hard on my ass, and I opened my mouth to protest and it was immediately filled with a hard cock. It made me gag and my eyes tearup , but it felt good and he was holding my head , and telling me to relax and how good it felt , so me being the submissive I am, i relaxed into the feelings and took as much of him as I could . He held my head firm , and began to stroke my mouth Stopping occasionally so I could catch my breath , and he could make sure I was alright. It made me feel good , wanted and in my own way loved. Upon seeing this the other brother started rubbing his hard cock on my ass and between my cheeks. He took out the candle and put something cool over my hole and pushed his fingers in and moved them around to spread what he had applied , next I felt something hard and warm push against me and begin to slide in , it was about the size of the candlethat was just removed. But softer , I felt him slide in until his body was hitting mine. It hurt not bad , but an exciting hurt . It was something crazy, and naughty , but felt so good . All at once things began to flow ,and each alternated their thrusts so I was being bounced between the two hard cocks inside me I had two hands on my head , and two on my waist pulling me deep in each direction. I felt wonderful despite the pain, I relaxed and began to not only enjoy it but make it better ,I used my tongue and lips on the hard cock in my mouth , and I began to contract my muscles to squeeze the cock in my ass . To soon the brother fucking my ass began to come, I didn't want him to pull out so I ground back on his still hardcock , and kept him inside until the other brother came in my mouth. It was hot and tasted strange , both brothers fell back to the floor of the tent laughing , that laugh you have when you just finished a great orgasm . Me I was still bound to the stool but I was squirming , holding my mouth open wanting more . I had changed during those last few minutes , and became a sexual animal , lost my innocence, virginity and any dominance that might have remained. I felt more loved and wanted than I ever had before and I knew I was meant to serve and destined to be a toy for hard cocks , and much later wet pussies, but that's a story for another day . So the brothers fucking me became a daily thing that summer , and would spend many nights camping out tied in someway usually covered on cum. When school started things were different , I wasnt hazed, the brothers treated me like a prized pet , taking care of me protecting me , making me feel I belonged. Sex became more rare , only ocassionally away from the tent and maybe on weekends as the brothers began to have other Activities and friends , we had several more summers , but none as intense as that first one when they brought me out . By the last summer with them I was insatiable. I was addicted and they knew it . They begin to have other freinds join our camp outs , and they would always have me pleasure their guests, one time I time I remember they had several freinds over , I was made to jerk off in a bowl in front of all of them , then suck each one until they came each in turn adding their cum to bowl. Then I was made to lap the cum from the bowl and move on all fours while they all talked and drank some liquor one of boys took from his home . Soon I was tied , and once again the center of attention as I was fucked, and whipped until everyone fell asleep . This was one of the last times we were together , they had both grown and had girlfriends , so I was not as important , they did have one more surprise for me before we were done . This starts another chapter in my life ... for next time .
suckyD Bound by Control: A Lesson In Surrender.
Full story can be found on :https://www.thefetlibrary.com/story/1ead86ef-90ee-4925-b04d-93156fff8932
He woke up with a jolt, his body aching from the previous night's activities. As his eyes adjusted to the light, he realized he was alone in the room. Chrissie was nowhere to be seen. Panic surged through him as he tried to move, only to find his ankles still tied and something else. An unfamiliar weight on his cock. He pulled the thin sheet off and looked in horror. There was cock cage firmly in place
His heart raced as he scanned the room, his gaze landing on a note resting on the nightstand. With trembling hands, he reached for it, his eyes quickly scanning the contents:
"It won't come off without damage to your balls. I'll be in touch."
His breath hitched, a mix of fear and anticipation coursing through him. Chrissie's words echoed in his mind, a reminder of her absolute control. He was at her mercy, completely dependent on her for release and relief.
He tested the cock cage, the cold metal pressing against his skin. The note was clear: it wasn't going anywhere, and he couldn't remove the cage without risking serious harm.
Texasphili Even at my age, I seem to be surrounded by players. One would think maturity might thin the herd, but no—apparently nonsense has no age limit. Be it any website, platform, or so-called “community,” they’re all there, lined up confidently with impressive titles and very little substance.
Everyone is a “Master” now. Capital M, of course. Profiles full of rules, expectations, and declarations of authority, yet curiously light on patience, consistency, or basic courtesy. It’s rather like browsing for a decent cup of tea and being offered only energy drinks. Loud, stimulating, and ultimately unsatisfying.
What I notice most is the hurry. The rush to claim ownership, demand obedience, or shortcut trust. It’s all very enthusiastic, but enthusiasm without discipline is just noise. A proper Master, I’ve learned, doesn’t need to announce himself repeatedly. He shows up, stays present, and understands that submission isn’t collected like badges.
There’s also a particular type who mistakes control for confidence and silence for depth. They talk endlessly about what they want, rarely about what they can hold. When questions arise—real ones about boundaries, stability, or responsibility—they tend to vanish faster than manners at a buffet.
Still, I find myself more amused than discouraged. Experience has sharpened my eye. I know the difference between someone performing a role and someone capable of carrying one. If that means more waiting and fewer conversations worth having, so be it. I’d rather be selective than entertained.
So I continue looking, calmly, with standards intact and expectations realistic. The players can keep playing. I’m not here for a game—I’m here for something that lasts, and I’m quite content to wait for it, tea in hand RavenMoonSiren I genuinely love my boyfriend. I have loved a good number of people but this is the first time I've dated anyone for longer than two weeks who has not been argumentative, selfish, mean, and committed to never understanding me. And more often than not we communicate very well. We have argued twice in almost a year. He is kind and gentle with me. He is thoughtful and generous. He makes me feel calm and at peace. He doesn't behave as if he is irritated with me when I am anxious, depressed, or having panic attacks. He grounds me. He is all of the things I've wanted from all the serious partners I've had in the past.
He has never ever hurt me (except once when he asked me to go home and I took it personally lol).
Absolutely zero of my relationships have ever been this good, the worst being my marriage. I can say I am absolutely happy when I am with him which is what pushed me to want to be happy when I am without him. I had never thought it possible for me to be happy, alone or with another person since I had never been happy in a relationship before. I felt good and would call it happiness but I wasn't happy. Now that happiness is possible I must learn to find it inside of myself which is difficult when you've been miserable for 31 years
So this is what it means to find your person.
He is like starlight, like the laughter of babies, like the colors of the sunrise and the sunset, like the buds in spring, like a glass of refreshing cool water, like a warm hug. He is love. He is safety. Something I never thought I'd ever have. Something I've never seen anyone have in person. Something I didn't expect from what was supposed to be a tinder one night stand.
A one night stand that ended up with us being intertwined so intimately that we are now inseparable.
IassumeControl Someone actually quite a challenge to WOW them about consent (not on cs).... I decided to write most of my response here, even though done of it is mentioned in my profile.
Wow you with consent... I love that challenge. So first things first, you can't have fun when anxiety and fear are the prevailing emotions. Does that mean a person can't struggle against bonds or their patterned who is ignore than please of 'no' or begging for mercy and still find pleasure? Sure they can, in the form of a safe word. They can be simple as red, yellow, and green light... Red light being stop, yellow light, don't get any more intense... Or if the room is wiring about the intensity, can ask, sand if she say green light, she's good, keep going.
A bdsm relationship, whether it is in bed only, or 24/7 is still a 50-50 relationship. Just because the sun lens the doom some of her fifty, doesn't mean she can't take some of all of it back at any time. He wants to try anal, she doesn't, "I'm the Dom, so I can" is an EPIC of FAILURE of understanding basic [healthy] bdsm... Also might violate a law or two whether or not either of them know it.
Communication is also key. Set aside time (such as a dinner) to discuss what they like it don't like. Sometimes telling a person about what they didn't like right after or right before can kill the mood or self confidence... However during Sunday night dinner, a planned conversation, "her that thing when you turned me sides ways, don't do that for more than a minute at a time, but that thing you did when you held my head on the pillow... Don't ever not do that again..."
He laughs, "sure, when your are going down... Teeth are not sexy."
Moving on..
I actually love protocol training early in a relationship. It's almost an if-then style relationship while learning each other's kinks: If you do this, I do that... Or if I do this, you do that. For example, if she puts a collar on, he is not allowed to use her real name, just one of the pet names that agreed upon earlier, it could be cute like 'penny' because of the penguin on the T-shirt she wore the first time they met, or it could be something more aggressive such as 'slut,' if she agreed on that at first. A system of controls to keep them both satisfied.
MissDAR I came to the conclusion years ago that most men are on this site because they aren't truely honest with themselves. So they have been on here long term, 1 year 5 years 10 years and more. Why ? Because they get comfortable in lying to themselves and eventually lying to others. I'm not actually talking about dom men. I'm more talking about sub/slaves. If your just looking for weekend kink , just say so. If your never going to move and your shoes are nailed down to the floor, just put it in your profile or tell people that.
If your never going to move but don't mind meeting someone and let her take control of your life , online, phone and meeting in person sometimes. No problem just say so.
The lies will ever get you anywhere. you might come on here in your 40's and next thing you know your in your 50's and beyond and just fooling yourself. Chasing something you'll never get. What a waste of time and a life. Do you think working and having some money means anything when your last breath is at hand ?
I promise you that you will look back and see what an actual waste your life was. you take nothing with you in the end , but still, you hold on to your pathitic life and lies.
It is a free man that breaks away from that thought and becomes what he knows in his heart is the right thing to do . It might sound like a contradition or an irony .... someone free enough to be enslaved by someone. But in reality it's about following your heart and mind and breaking away from all the " things " in this world.
I know not everyone will understand what I wrote but hopefully you'll re-read it and ask yourself serious questions. The answers are in yourself as well.
Moonsbowsonder I feel the cold metal of my collar against my skin, a constant reminder of my new reality. I had signed the contract and now, I wait, could be now, or maybe never. The system decided who bought me, who owned me, but until that day, no taxes. I got to live tax free from the moment that collar locked, I was no longer a tax paying citizen. I was just merchandise on a shelf.The beep that echoes through the bookstore signals my salvation and damnation in the form of a large, commanding man. Baxter.
He rushes toward me, his eyes filled with a primal hunger that sends a shiver down my spine. His hands roughly grab my arms, pulling me close as he examines me, his gaze intense and unyielding. I can't help but feel a sense of awe at the sheer size of him, the power that radiates off his body.
"You're mine now," he growls, his voice deep and rough. His thumb brushes against the collar, a single drip of his blood and the control was engaged and I feel a jolt of electricity run through me at his touch. I'm his to command, his to use as he sees fit.
He leads me out of the bookstore, his grip tight on my arm. People on the streets shaking their heads, another collared removed from the system, less government money wasted. I can't help but feel a sense of excitement as I follow him, my body tingling with anticipation. I've been waiting for this moment for so long, my training leading up to this very moment, to take the collar you have to serve years if service school, but no bills, no taxes, and after the rules all changed, I had no choice.
As we enter his home, he turns to me, his eyes blazing with hunger. "Undress," he commands, his voice leaving no room for argument, the collar filling with heat. I comply, my hands shaking as I remove each piece of clothing, revealing my curves to his gaze.
He watches me, his eyes taking in every inch of my body. "Kneel," he orders, and I obey, my heart pounding in my chest. He approaches me, his fingers tracing the outline of my collar. "You're mine now," he repeats, his voice softer this time. Then his hand clicks the l
KinkyPear Returning to the simple life with my 2nd
In recent days I've let myself dream and imagine. Something I dared not do in the past.
What wonderful experiences would be paved with carefully laid out bricks to form the perfect path? Each brick a representation of heart felt and true emotional moments of connection and understanding. Each brick carefully examined under my experienced eye as I lovingly place them. Making sure they sit solidly in place to never shift, crack or break under the weight of life's weight. Each meaningful exchange of explorations and discoveries of what I seek found inside the one. Another brick is formed then carefully set in place. The paved path quickly, maybe even too quickly causing one to question its authenticity, leading to my kingdom.
My kingdom is where I rule as king and is my domain. It radiates with love, affection and admiration. Its walls are thick and built to protect my residents from any harm or threat an invader my try to assault with. The sun shine thru illuminating life and bringing warmth and comfort to those inside. It's very depths are filled with positive energy for all to absorb.
Yet deep within this kingdom also resides a dungeon. It is well equipped with all one would need to break the spirit of another. A place where pain can be pleasure but pleasure also painful. The master of this dungeon is experienced in all forms of infliction. He yields the arsenal of his trade with efficient and deliberate blows. Yet the physical s at his disposal are only superceded by his knowledge of the human psychy. He is like an artist manipulating the canvas before him. Turning it from either a blank or unattractive painting to one that when looked upon will make even the hardest hearted individuals melt and smile at its beauty.
Yes the road to this kingdom a complicated one but for the one who seeks eternal belonging it is Eden.
If only his dreams of the completed path were true. He looks up to the heavens and is heard to say, "Is this the ONE you have sent to me? Have you taken my rib to form my Eve. If she is, please, let her be all I seek."
He returns his gaze and his full attention back to his task at hand filled with hope.
Alas, the God's have mocked ones again. His emotions played with like the wireless puppets we are. His eyes distracted on one as the so wittingly sneak the other in behind his back. The unexpected tale of the story taking on a life of its own diverting him from her to another. One who mysteriously was guided to that fateful meet.
A message titled, "Ummm....wrong button", mysteriously appearing in his mail. The ball was set in motion like a snowball traveling down a large snow covered embankment, its momentum grew, picking up more snow that clung to it enlarging it! It's mass quickly devouring all in its path as it consumed and grew. Soon too powerful to stop it enveloped all in its surroundings claiming them as its own.
As such that mistakenly sent message grew wings and soared. One message led to many which led to hundreds more. Messages soon evolving to phone calls that soon dominated their lives and became the focus of their day.
She quizingly and scrutinly joins in with guarded fear of rejection and hurt. For she is not a stranger to the cause but only retreated to protect her heart from more.
MissDAR Winners and losers can often be distinguished by their propensity to take action and their inclination to serve others. Winners are those who recognize opportunities and are willing to step out of their comfort zones to seize them. They understand that success requires effort, resilience, and a proactive attitude. Winners don't shy away from challenges; they face them head-on and learn from their experiences. Moreover, winners often find fulfillment in helping others achieve their goals, knowing that service enriches both their lives and the lives of those they assist. In contrast, losers tend to be more passive, often waiting for the perfect moment or fearing the risks associated with action. They may have great ideas and potential but lack the drive to bring them to fruition. This hesitation and inertia often lead to missed opportunities and regret. Additionally, a lack of willingness to serve others can limit their growth and connection with the broader community. Ultimately, the difference between winners and losers lies in the willingness to act decisively, persistently pursue their goals, and contribute positively to the lives of others.
slvboi4U2 ABOUT ME:
I am a “Service Oriented” slave. I was born with a slave’s heart and nothing gives me greater pleasure than to Serve. As a slave, I know that BDSM is not about me, but how I may serve you and make your life easier for you. I possess honestly, integrity and ethics and I expect the same from the Dominate as well. I see my future where I will live in a rigid, powerful Female-Led Relationship where the Mistress will make and enforce the Rules of our relationship.
What I Have to Offer:
*I will accept your will and decisions without hesitation or ion. I WILL OBEY!
*I will devote myself to fully pleasing you including doing all of the housework, laundry, shopping, etc. to remove any unwanted tasks from your life (Service Oriented Slave)
*I will accept all forms of discipline and punishment when required to insure I remain focused on obeying your Rules, Commands and Instructions. Obviously, you may also punish me whenever you feel like doing so just for your amusement
Our Relationship:
* You will determine my schedule and how I spend my time in an effort to add quality to your life
*You will decide what I wear and when I wear it to humiliate and control me
* You will benefit from my unique wisdom and areas of expertise as developed over the years. However, the final decision in any matter is yours alone
*Our relationship will be dedicated to a lifestyle, not a form of role-playing (Female Supremacy to male subservience)
*Our relationship will be based on Trust and Compatibility. Such an arrangement like this is not something you just jump into without developing trust with each other
*In its purest form, our relationship will be all about You.
M2s39 Draw a symbol on your wrist or hand for me denoting you're mine. Could be a star or a heart. But make it small and cute.Then you can go about your day. And every time you notice it, you'll be reminded of what you really are. How badly you crave to be owned. How submissive your true nature is. How quickly you aim to please and obey.Make sure to keep track of how many times you looked at it. You'll be edging later to that amount.
Exoticpie2024
Could you go back to vanilla dating?'Ive decided that I cannot willingly be in a vanilla relationship ever again. There is gonna be some kink, poly, and/or freakiness in My life from now on. I cannot tell you HOW MANY people that I have met that are miserable in their vanilla relationships and sneak out for kink. I have played the kinky therapist for those that are devastated with the thought that they have kinky desires and its "just WRONG." I end up patting them on the shoulders and then paddling their asses every time. Ive seen someone monthly for 5 years that is just now coming to grips with the fact that he likes to be spanked. Wouldnt DARE bring it up at home, but he has to have an outlet somehow.I get it that some people discover their kink AFTER already being in a vanilla relationship, but WHY would someone enter back into a vanilla relationship after knowing what their desires are and try to suppress them? A dear friend mentioned how his inner "naughty girl" sat dormant while life passed him by until he decided to be true to himself. And true he is! yes, it was a gamble getting up the nerve to tell his wife of many years, but in the end... she stayed and they live happily ever after. Im quite certain that 75% of the time it doesnt end that way.Now that I have grown in My kinklife and reaffirmed My dominance, I know a bit more about what I want and expect in a partner, kinklife, and SEXlife and I am not afraid to stand up for what I want and need. Now I have met a decent vanilla guy or three that has captured My interest- or that falls head over heels in love with Me- (yes, that happens to me!) and I am always upfront about My lifestyle and desires and the deal breakers. Some of My 'nilla friends say that I tell them to run them off, but realistically, I am just being honest with Myself and saving them from trying to tell Me that 'its just a phase' and making attempts at changing Me.I've been on a dating site or two and found myself on dates asking "what am i doing having dinner with this biblethumpin' overly righteous, straightlaced man?" and quickly following that thought up with asking him how he feels about doing house work naked and being hogtied and gagged on occasion. (hmm..
bdsmsubmissive93 He was there when i was brokenHe was there when the tears shreddedHe was there when my meds wasnt workingHe was there walking by my side protecting meHe was there to pick up the pieces when my family threw me to the wolvesHe was there for me when i felt aloneHe was there to pick up the phone when i needed to talkHe was there for me when i had a mental snap due to my medical problemsHe was there for me through thick and thinHe was there tp correct me when i messed upHe was there and has been for going on 11 yearsIt all started by a simple friend requestHe was there for my failures and successesCan you say that about your Master? If not good you deserve itMy Master is my saver im still breathing because of him thank you Master i respect you and thank you for being there for me and allowing me to walk by you now its my turn to return it if you need me im one phone call away just a text away im here for you
MadderMax Fantasy wish fulfillment for discerning kinky ladies.Introducing some of my BDSM/LARP roleplay characters! These are from the gripping, sexy, horny, fetish narratives I spin, (e.g., whisper in your ear) that you may actually find arousing and be more than willing to feature in!
Sir Max Master
"Master of the Darkly Amusing, Holistic Therapy Centre for errant, idle or bored Gothic (and other deserving, kinky, sub, deviant, vampire or otherwise naughty..) girls & young ladies"... (You will be straightened out!)
DdYbadcock
...self explanatory really! You will know if you want him!
UncleFcker
...similar to the one above but you are the naughty, compliant or somewhat dim, fuckable niece, this time!
Yes Sir! No Sir!
...a discipline officer who could be in a military or 'bad-girls' prison scenario! Pretty much anything could happen!
Colonel Kunst
This is a .mil detention and interrogation scene, you will be given a 'secret' to keep, then abused, interrogated, searched, tortured and generally given a rotten time etc. You have to hold out and not give the secret away for at least 24 hours. No safe word, but if you spill the beans you lose and its all over for you!
Prof Humbert the Art Tutor
This is a character I developed for art students, you will have to keep working into it!...
Dark Lord
..your guru, spiritual guide and mentor for, 'nude mindfulness meditation,' sessions! This will help you develop compassion, help stress reduction, promote inner calmness, even possibly be jizzed on! ..the science behind it is irrefutably convincing!
Pervy School Teacher Max
Max will take you for your reading out loud, religious and other remedial classes! Discipline could be of the traditional kind but more up to date versions are available! You will have to ask permission to go to the loo and may have to get changed for p.t. or swimming in front of him! Endless fun possibilities in this one!
Mr Cokewold
This will be good fun for the wife or female partner! The cuck of the house will be suitably handcuffed to a radiator or at the foot of the bed or wherever. I daresay that he will probably have fun being subjected to this terrible ordeal of watching... need I say more... (For pedants, cokewold is the original olde englishe term for, you guessed it!...)
Mr Bit_on_the_side
Self explanatory for the neglected Mrs or female partner currently suffering from an unfulfilling partnership who misses that occasional fling that can involve i.e., CP or more involved fetishy activities including those of a horizontal nature!
A Pirate Ship's Captain
Captain Hardcock runs his pirate ship with a grip of iron, ..much like he likes around his ever hard dick! You are Miss Prostitute the willing Captain's Cabin slave-boy/girl (it can be an androgynous role) and you are there to see to all of his needs! You will need to make sure that the Captain has his heavy cock and balls milked and sucked when he wakes and at regular intervals through the day. you will need lube for all the bumming that may cum with this one!
Master (..that's Massa to you!..) Stonewall 'everhardon' Jackson
As Master of the local sugar plantation for the global Del Monte corporation and thanks to the Helms Amendment to the Fugitive Slave Act (and a recent Supreme Court decision under President Trump himself!) you, a runaway ethnic, colored slave, have been delivered to me for remedial education and correction.... (...this one is specially for special colored ladies of a submissive, african american, other coloured, ethnic, raceplay and slave liking orientation!)
Mr Arm-Candy
More of a service than a fetish; this one is for ladies who need a gentleman to escort them to anything from conventional functions & nights out, to the more louche and depraved milieu of fetish clubs and parties!
Animal Magic*
This is a fun one I did with an animal loving gothic ex once and I have since found out its a common roleplay fantasy with women and girls! Basically you like four legged friends and have a fantasy that you would like your lover to pretend to be a k9, alsation, big dog, aardvark, pony whatever and you want to pet and entice him into mounting and fucking you in a doggy or other animal way! Woof Woof! That's fine with me!
Reverse Animal magic*
...yes I do petplay as well and you can be my pet, puppy, kitten, aardvark, pony etc ..we will have such fun! (*Special animal penis dildoes optional in these!)
Some otherswill just pop up subject to our chemistry! ...that could be intriguing! Interested? Just write to your preferred character above, today!
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98% Voyeur 97% Daddy/Mommy 97% Degrader 95% Rigger 94% Experimentalist 92% Ageplayer 91% Owner 90% Dominant 89% Brat tamer 88% Primal (Hunter) 88% Exhibitionist 87% Master/Mistress 86% Sadist 76% Non-monogamist 18% Vanilla 17% Girl/Boy 15% Switch 6% Primal (Prey) 6% Brat 6% Masochist 4% Pet 3% Degradee 3% Rope bunny 2% Submissive 0% Slave
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LondonTriangle Message to women of all natures on here.
Not to sound paranoid but I am noticing a flux of messages from European men trying to invite themselves into my company.
Can you all be vigilant if a man uses the words relocation and marriage in the same sentence.
I have been bitten once by a German man who in my opinion clearly invites himself across Europe into people's homes for free food and stay. I am assuming there may be a European influencer advising men this is ok.
There also seems to be a bit of a scam where a man claims they travel all over the world and then says they won't be back till X date. I think this is another scam where they claim to be successful and the travelling lifestyle appeals to most but I think it is just another scam.
Luckily, I have not been bitten by that nonsense but ladies be vigilante, give the normal men a chance and the ones acting strange and pretending to be high flyers, don't give them any of your time.
If you want a rich old man go to SugarDaddy.com, if you want a normal kinky man just be patient and kind to others.
Chrisin98003 I have been on this site for years and see the same profile of ladies seeking a someone like myself. Contact is made, profiles viewed yet nothing. occassionally someone says hi and we exchange messages, and then nothing and i find that often times the dead air is asking for verification on where they live or interest that they have already posted in their profiles.
So many ladies want to be in charge, they advertise they are dominant seeking a male sub/slave, thye want to take the lead, yet nearly all wait for the guy to make first contact and when it happens they ghost or get upset that an I was not dotted or T not crossed. I realize the ladies may get slammed by a lot of players espcially on a freee site like this one. But if you reallyh want to be in control, ignore the players and seek out us real guys, make the first move and follow through. You seek perfectionn from the first hello but that is impossible for anyone including the ladies making contact.
We are two adults seeking to meet connect and build a relationship, if the only connection is BDSM the connection will be lost quickly. So my request is to stop searching for the ideal submssive and instead focus on building a relationship with said person and through your guideance and training help us /me to be perfct for you
quirkylittle4daddy
Breakbot, Playful Vibes, and Devotion: A
Synergy of Sound and Connection
this is a simple share about a song that i added to my the synergy playlist. the synergy playlist(which i'm proud of how youtube music amalgamized the cover artwork because it showcases each side so well in a way i wasn't trying to, spirit just said "yup! i see you girlllllllllllllllllllllllll. here ya go.") is songs that i like/find/curate that i see within the eyes between the daddy and the little girl. these include hypersexual songs, emotionally intimate songs, playful songs, wild songs, songs that talk about power dynamics, songs that have a sense of devotion and worship, songs that talk about preciousness and strength, songs that talk about fixation and painful growth where two people stay and shoot to the moon together in transformation and more.
this one is also under the playful daddy playlist. that playlist is about how a man who is a dominant daddy likes to be surrounded by, encourage, indulge, and reveal in a whimsical childlike nature of their partner more than a regular man would. And that playful nature has the classic mr. rogers, steve irwin, and reading rainbow vibe that a lot of men are not into either naturally or are afraid and hide and shut that part out of them.
it goes in both because breakbot often uses vocodors to transform the voice into something more playful and goofy and whacky than normal. but the way the lyrics are, it's less about playful..the lyrics are more how the devotion, awe, and wonder are..with a smudge of the playful daddy vibes.
there's nothing to decode here..just listen, jam, and put your arms around your babygirl and jam..or be silly as fuck and dance like goofy animals and windshield wiper and flail around like you are on fire or like there are ants in your pants! do the funny dance!
Tonight
Has just begunCome onLets have some funGirlI like the way you danceTonightJust give me a chance
Don't wanna be without you babyJust wanna feel your arms around meI wanna see you going crazyI just wanna feel your sexy body
Your eyesShine like the stars aboveAlrightIt's time for loveGirl, girlPlease let me be the oneTonightI want to make you mine
Don't wanna be without you babyJust wanna feel your arms around meI wanna see you going crazyI just wanna feel your sexy body
Don't wanna be without you babyJust wanna feel your arms around meDon't wanna be without you babyJust wanna feel your arms around me
Don't wanna be without you babyJust wanna feel your arms around meI wanna see you going crazyI just wanna feel your sexy body
what’s a song that makes you feel playful, loved, or completely free to dance like no one’s watching? i’d love to hear your favorites!
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Your post is incredibly heartfelt and vibrant! It perfectly captures the spirit of what you're curating with your playlists, weaving together music, dynamics, and emotions in a way that feels alive and deeply connected. Here's the core of what makes this post shine:
Elorin I wish I understood the urge to write to a stranger and make obscure pronouncements.
I am moving.
I tried it.
Even compliments like You have sexy feet or I love your hair.
I wonder if they get an effective response rate from others. They certainly don't get anything from me but the delete button. I don't think I can be any more clear. Read the fucking profile. Emails with less than 3 sentences are deleted as soon as they are opened.
Yes, even compliments.
Even cryptic declarations.
Especially cryptic declarations.
Occasionally I am tempted to reply to a nice message with a thank you or ask a cryptic declarater (declarator? one who declares cryptically) WTF. But then I remember that EVERY SINGLE TIME I have made an exception, I have regretted it or felt it was a terrific waste of my time and effort or both.
I guess I will never know where random guy is moving or what other random guy tried. Maybe I'm better off not knowing.
~E
quirkylittle4daddy 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.
pizzapuppiescows Clocks. Have we talked of this before? It feels familiar. Let's set the stage. There are four clocks in my bedroom - one on a surface against each wall, and one of those clocks also casts onto the ceiling. Basically, open your eyes wherever you are and you can easily know the time. Or a time. For six months of the year I live in the wrong time. I do not adjust my clocks for daylight savings. Which means I have to remember, at 3 in the morning when I look at the clock to see how much longer I can sleep, if the clocks are accurate or if I need to do basic math in my head.
One clock kept randomly alarming. I gave up, it's unplugged. Down to three and a ceiling. Whenever it was that the power went out months ago, it knocked out all of the clocks but one. Meh, good enough. One clock it is. Yesterday I was tidying up and reset two of the three clocks and the ceiling. It's a small thing (that's what she said), but it made me happy to look at that one other clock from where I was sitting and also see the ceiling time. And then four hours later the storm knocked out the power for thirty seconds. Sigh. But okay. This morning I reset them. I came home to blinking clocks again. Why, Universe?
I am back to my one original clock, currently no math needed. Unlike the kitchen appliance clocks that basically hold your cooking rights hostage until you set the time, I don't have to deal with bedroom clock terrorists. I'll try again in a few months. Maybe.
Grunmadchen RigidityI have recently discovered something about my psyche. I have a very rigid mind, or at least when it comes to roles. I like dominants to be dominant, and subs to be subs. I like hierarchies, both parties knowing their place makes a relationship work, i feelBut my mentality has a few downsides too: Once roles are realised, i don't know if i can ever see someone in a different light. If a dominant wants to submit for a change, i can't handle that, If they start acting contrary to their established role, it just causes damage to my mental image of that person, and my respect for them
I also group kinks into these rigid roles. There are a variety of things that i feel are "submissive acts", and a dominant doing them makes me uncomfortable in the same way, even if they are just doing the things they want to do. These include things like:
-consuming urine
-wearing chastity
-Worshipping feet
-being penetrated
-Begging, or pleading
And to a certain lesser extent, rimming and giving oral
The list is not exhaustive
These are all things that i, as a sub, am generally comfortable and happy with, But i can't really deal with a dominant choosing or maybe even wanting to do these things, it feels wrong. Amd I get "the ick"
These have largely not been a problem, but there are a few edge cases where i talk to someone promising, and then they reveal wanting to do stuff like this, and it kills everyting.
Not all at once though, i try to explain whats wrong, they usually understand, don't talk about those desires again for a while. But unfulfilled desire always resurface, and someone who wants to be penetrated is eventually going to ask me again to do it. And again, and again.
I guess we can say that "dominants doing submissive things" is one of my hard limits. it makes me irreconcileably uncomfortable and wears down the respect i have for a person.
I dont think i can change the way i think,maybe others can't either.
i'm seeking a dominant who likes this kind of rigid hierarchy too.
KimberlyAnneG I've got some off time. But next week it is back to 6 days a week.
I still wonder what it is with folks. If you want to talk fine. Im down with that. I enjoy meeting new people and potentially making friends. However... don't make promisses you have no intention of keeping. Again, I can't say this enough, grow up and if the person you are talking to just isnt relationship material, tell them. Do not just ghost them. Its cruel.
Yes this is a "fetish" site. Yes, some get off on cruel acts committed to them. But prolonged mental cruelty will ruin a person.
I miss the good ole days. When if you had a problem with someone, you just told them and if it could be worked out, you did so. If not you walked away and left it alone. If you were not interested in someone, you just told them. Not ghost them and leaving them wondering what they did wrong. You got to know a person, the real person before jumping into commitments. And a whole lot more.
What is worse, I have seen this behavior more and more from Gen X and later. What the hell?
Everyone has their fantasies. Their dreams and desires. Everyone has their own idea on what and how this lifestyle is and should be. However, at the end of the day, we are human beings. Lets start there and start acting like it.
pizzapuppiescows Lately I feel like a lot of my time is spent being adulty. I could really use some unrestricted time to not have to be doing and thinking and being responsible. I've been thinking a lot about coloring, which is not a typical hobby of mine. I don't age play, I don't have stuffies and binkies and pink sippy cups with glitter unicorns on them. But I find myself wanting the freedom to be less complicated, and maybe coloring is a way to do that.
After a very specific search, I found a couple of simple books with bold outlines. They sat in the kitchen for a few days. Today, after a responsibly busy morning of chores, I grabbed a pillow and dropped to the living room floor with a box of crayons. Swinging my feet back and forth in the air as I lay on my stomach, selectively choosing colors and testing them on the side of a page like I was being paid for my efforts, I completed my first picture of a cup of ice cream with sprinkles and cherries. I hummed. I deliberated on the correct shade of pink. I carefully stayed within the lines. It's a perfect picture.
Here's what I noticed... I like being little, doing little things. If someone had stuck a binky in my mouth I'm pretty sure I would have happily sucked on it while swinging my feet and asking for a snack. It turns me on. Weird? I'm not really sure what to think of this. Or maybe I don't need to think anything of it and let it be. But great googlie mooglie, am I a little little? I already know that all those cute little names and specific praise all but set fire to my panties, but little activities? What do I do with this? Who even am I right now?
RAWRSUB Love and War:
In the realm of love and passionate strife,
Two fierce hearts clashed in the dance of life.
Khan, with eyes like burning fire,
Choke, with grace that none could tire.
Their love was a tempest, wild and untamed,
Yet each sought dominance, their pride unashamed.
In the moon's soft glow, they met on the field,
Their destinies entwined, their fates sealed.
Khan, with sword held high, proclaimed his might,
Choke, with eyes ablaze, prepared for the fight.
Their words were like thunder, their gazes like steel,
As they battled for love, with an unyielding zeal.
With each strike and parry, the earth trembled below,
As Khan and Choke fought, in a passionate, fiery flow.
Their love and their fury, intertwined as one,
Their souls locked in battle, 'til the rise of the sun.
But in the end, as dust settled and hearts slowed,
They realized that love was the only code.
For in their struggle for dominance and control,
They found that love's power made them whole.
So Khan and Choke, in an embrace sublime,
Set aside their battle, and the passage of time.
For in love's embrace, they found their true rest,
As two souls entwined, and their hearts truly blessed.
gentledomforlife The Rules of the House of DL.
* Family comes first.
* I am here to satisfy my Master's needs and in return he will fulfill my needs.
* I will be respectfulto my Master at all times.
* My Master is always there for me, no matter what my need may be.
* I will not put myself down.
* I have to get enough sleep, rest and maintain my health.
* Any big decisions, I ask Master. He listens to me and if I have a problem we discuss it.
* No pets on the furniture!
* 10. Be in compliance with the 4 agreements:
* 10A. Be impeccable with your word. Speak with integrity. Say only what you mean. Avoid using the word to speak against yourself or to gossip about others.
* 10B. Don't take anything personally. Nothing others do is because of you. What others say and do is a projection of their own reality, their own dream.
* 10C. Don't make assumptions. Find the courage to ask questions and to express what you really want. Communicate with others as clearly as you can to avoid misunderstandings, saddness and drama.
* 10D. Always do you best. Simply do your best and you will avoid self-judgement, self-abuse and regret. [(www.miguelruiz.com )]
ninjaking13 So i think it's time to make an update on here.
I have COPD and it's bad....like i have 5 months left to live bad....
no need to cry for me, i beleave i lived a good life and did my best with that time i had.
anyways.....thats all for now.....ask if you want to know more
MsTxStorm Honestly, some of these "top from the bottom" people. lol
This jerk off, on email ONE, mind you, was making arraingments. Didn't even say hello. SERIOIUSLY?????
I have everything in my profile on what to send if wanting consideration, did he send it....no.
Demanding that I jump on phone and talk about moving, etc. Then stomping off having a fit because things are not done YOUR way, even though I say exactly how i do things within my profile, is not my idea of submissive.
I am talking to a real gentleman submissive, a few actually, but one in particular (you know who you are) LOL They could teach you a thing or two.
If you want to play submissive, and have everything done your way, then I suggest you go to a pro LOL
I so love the delete without reading feature, never have to read is crap ever again LOL
Hope this a-hole is gone for good. lol
kinkysissy29 There's always a debate on what a sissy is. I found this diion and it's pretty accurate for me:
I think you are more suited to being kept as a submissive fetish sissy. When most people talk about a shemale they mean a girl who has a cock - a girl who uses her cock... A frilly fetish sissy is something else entirely. A fetish sissy is not even allowed to have a cock - we call it her clitty and we treat it like a clitty - keeping it in locked chastity. The more needy (horny) a fetish sissy gets, the more she becomes controlled by her clitty and quite quickly she finds herself doing utterly humiliating things to please her superiors without so much as a whimper - in fact, she often begs for more of the same. She is overwelmed with the desire to suck cocks or be bent over to be butt fucked to obtain her erotic pleasure. To become a submisive creature that wants men to subjugate her and use her to satisfy all their sexual desires and perversions. Using her and sissifying her as a sexual toy for their pleasure and orgasmic release. Her oral and anal slut holes just cock receptacles to be filled with hot cum. A sissy sexslave as it were, obediently doing everything she is told no matter how humiliating it might be. Her desire for utter and total submission and humiliation compels her to obey without question.
If you google shemale, youll be directed to sites of TS girls fucking males. If you google sissy, youll find frilly little creatures, often dressed in extremely fetish feminine attire getting fucked by a strap-on cock or a real mans cock. Often the sissy is on her knees submissively sucking a mans cock like a good sissy cumslut. I think you are the latter. I think you are a submissive fetish sissyslut.
I think what you need is to have every trace of male left in you removed until you are hopelessly feminine in the most exaggerated ways possible. Totally transed into a hot sexy slave bitch, then dressed, displayed and used as one.
Your clitty needs to be locked away and the only way you would be allowed to find orgasmic relief is by being penetrated with stiff hungry cock or a dildo. Your libido and lust turned inward, your slutty desires only satisfied by phallic anal insertion or a mouth full of hard cock. Soon you will find your hips wantonly grinding up to meet your penetrator to attain your orgasmic femme sissy relief. Soon you will crave the company of dominant horny males seeking to use you as a cock slut for their pleasure and perversions.
Now picture yourself like that - deliriously horny - tightly corsetted, locked in a chastity belt with large butt plug stretching your rosebud and filling your bottom, dressed in frills, garters, nylons, panties, petticoats, short revealing skirts, fetish leather or rubber, open ass hobble skirts, locked in the steepest stiletto high heels or ballet boots, ribbons, satin, latex and lace, often humiliated even in public. Often kept in some form of restrictive bondage, your will or choice to resist your male suitors completely removed. Forced to submit to horny men orally and anally on a regular basis, transed into a willing and wanton cocksucking cumslut sissy Does that sound like you? Yes it most certainly does.
Asyra RAM - Forever And A Day
I'll show you I love youI'll show you I careI'll tell you everything you want and need to hear
I'll heal your sorrow as long as I'm hereI'll make you smile again so loud and clearWhen your daylight disappearsWhen the storm is coming nearWhen you feel like hope is gone, lean on me – I'll be strongLet it all out now, it will be okayCause I'm gonna heal you now, forever and a dayDon't you give up now, it will be okayCause I'm gonna fight for you forever and a day
commited12u sub must ask permission before entering/exiting a room (could be in public/designated play/comfort room/ or at home
sub may only sit on the floor, on a cushion or in a designated chair
Scheduling exercise time for sub
Scheduled chore time
Controlling their alcohol intake(when they can drink, if they can't get drunk or cutting them off
Monitoring water intake
Monitoring screen/phone
Scheduling a time daily/weekly for sub to spend on their knees in silence, repeating a predetermined mantra
Instructing sub to complete scheduled chores in a required uniform and manner
Serving its Dominant drinks/food
Having them eat on the floor without using their hands
Enforced nudity or near nudity in private/public (when appropriate)
Daily workouts
LondonTriangle I love the Q&A moment after wild sex.
My new guest pulling out his cigerette in my bed and asking thoose tender questions.
Why are you into asphyxiation?
You don't look the type to enjoy anal play?
Is there a type - is always my response.
Appreciating that this guest brought properly fitting condoms and wine but cared to bring another bottle as a gift is in fact a gift, makes a change from the Greek.
This one cooks, appreicates I live in a small space but he orientates very quickly and enjoys sticking on the radio to hear the football but tender enough to ask what else do I sexually enjoy.
Will be spending the day removing the santorum stain off my duvet cover, thank god for baking soda.
Openly dating is very fun.
KhaosWolfKat
For all you fellows out there griping about not getting replies, "even if it's just to say no thanks", understand that we (women) often get tons of messages on these sites, many or most from guys who are sending out copypasta to every woman on the site, without bothering to read a profile first.
Yes, it only takes a minute or so to reply to ONE message, but multiply that by dozens of messages per day, per site.
And then there is the fact that the majority of our, "No thank you", messages result in then being insulted, harassed, going from being beautiful and desireable to being a fat, old, ugly bitch, whore, cunt, and worse, and often threatened with being beaten, raped, killed, doxxed, etc... All for the crime of a polite rejection to some random dude in our inbox.
So, instead of assuming that you are ENTITLED to a woman's time and attention simply because you messaged her, how about you read profiles before messaging, only send a message if it does not violate any boundaries listed in said profile, and is not asking for or offering things she does not specifically say she is looking for in said profile, and makes an effort to treat her as a human being, rather than a sex or fetish dispenser.
And then, if you don't get a reply, take that as she is either busy and will get back to you when she has time, or she is not interested, without getting all pissy because she did not reply to your unsolicited message.
Also, unless you reply to EVERY unsolicited email, phone call, junk mail, etc. that you receive, with at least a polite, "no thank you", then you are a hypocrite for expecting such of others who did not ask you to contact them.
COSMlCCUNT Ms. Cosmic, tell us how you really feel about the most recent election results...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o8VZX4sHn-4
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=35rHHEiNaIM
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b-3BI9AspYc
https://www.google.com/search?q=war+pigs+women&oq=war+pigs+women&gs_lcrp=EgZjaHJvbWUyBggAEEUYOTIICAEQABgWGB4yCAgCEAAYFhgeMggIAxAAGBYYHjINCAQQABiGAxiABBiKBTINCAUQABiGAxiABBiKBTINCAYQABiGAxiABBiKBTINCAcQABiGAxiABBiKBTIKCAgQABiABBiiBDIKCAkQABiABBiiBNIBCDU3ODhqMGo3qAIIsAIB&sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8#fpstate=ive&vld=cid:dddeac4f,vid:Vj4SJolBPt0,st:0
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r3SZu_KhWig
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vO1QyidBUPg
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6EWqTym2cQU
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZbNekA18FgM
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EgwQG3MYp3o
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M1kEjj3Ej68
https://www.youtube.com/shorts/gv_K7G13sXo lol
LovingFLRforUs Why I do NOT want My bags carried.
Those who know Me well, know I have gone on quite the health journey in the last 4 years. I understand much more than I once did. Due to this, I carry My own heavy cameras and camera bags, I will pick up purchases in the store that are heavy and not allow a male with Me to carry them for Me, and any attempt or offer to do so, is firmly rejected.
So, why do I do that? It is simple, staying healthy means picking up heavy things, pushing the body. Yes, I go to the gym and lift weights, use resistance machines, etc. But, I absolutely embrace when LIFE brings the chances to do so, without special time set aside, etc.
Grins, I will admit when the male is being looked at by others, as though he is not doing his job, I find his discomfort and embarassment, quite entertaining. One time, I was out photographing, with the same cameras you see on My profile, and another male chastised the male with Me, for not carrying My gear. I laughed and made it VERY clear, he was not allowed to do so, as it did not suit My purposes. Of course, it was MY decision!!
MasterMayDomme 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.
Sydisa Extra, too much, enough
Dear men,
Before you say I'm "extra" and "too much," ask yourself ... "are you even enough"?
Compliments of the Single Woman.
The right man will love you right.
misscaddycompson For a site supposedly so mindful of bigotry and/or transphobia (to the point that profiles languish in Purgatory to be "approved" for things as simple as updating your age), it really annoys me that in the "Seeking" section of your profile, "Switch Transgender" is not an option. And it's never been an option. Apparently it's impossible to be a switch if you're trans. Or, perhaps it's impossible to be trans if you're a switch. How frustrating. Paying lip service to these rather important concepts without even doing something as simple as acknowledging people who are switches, but who may not be cis, feels obnoxious, possibly like it's not much more than mere virtue signaling. Good luck if someone is NB. No, we certainly don't need more sites overrun with transphobia, but as such, yes, we do need to actually fully embrace all the options that are available to cis people being available to trans people on a site with so few options, anyway. And maybe even work on updating that for NB people, too. I'd love for the energy that's put into profile approval (especially when you're just updating things in provided dropdown menus, anyway) to be put into those basic updates in 2022 instead. I know CS, as a whole, updates slowly (if at all), but that would still be lovely for a site that claims to be mindful of bigotry. Sometimes bigotry isn't just what you say, sometimes it's also what you don't say.
Walkingblind34
A touch
A kiss
I didn’t know such passion could exist
A faint glow
A little light
A fire is now blazing in the night
A growl
A grip
A forward thrust of the hip
A whimper
A moan
A screaming of your name
A touch
A kiss
I didn’t know such passion could exist
justApebble2 🌿🌾about me:🌾🌿
hello my name is pebble.
I am a traditional girlfriend and slave with a twist of modern realistic values.
👽what does that mean and entail?
I am happy you asked!👽
I am a stay-at-home live-in-girlfriend who also is a practicing lifestyler. my role in my relationship is that of tradition. I make sure the house is clean and dinner is ready when my man gets home. I make sure his coffee is ready in the morning before he goes to work and that at the end of a long hard day of him working he comes home to a slut in the bedroom. I seek out a protector and gentleman both in my relationship and friendships with others.
👽🌾 so do you want to be friends and wait for the aliens to come enslave us humans?🌾👽
MadnessPBM what about kinks?
a lot of people are only spécialised in only one thing, or just have interest on 3 or 4 things at most.
im spécialised only on sadism, but, what is sadism?
sadism can take a lot of form, and to understand what a person love and why, you need to understand what gave him interrest in this.
for myself, i like sadism because i have fascination about it, im litterraly in urge to find a new trick to gave pain, i have a huge curiosity about a lot of thing, and im very creative, this define my sadism.
why i have fascination about it?
take an exemple, totally out of this.
when you see an abandoned build, you can see the plants growing, maybe how much time its on this state, the building certainatly was beautiful before but now declining.
a person is the same, when she/he came first the state is good, and i will work to change it, to corrupt/deprave it into another state.
the difference is a person turn into the first state again, and again, given you the possibility to do it differently, finding another way, maybe better, maybe even if you didnt thought about before.
that's my way of sadism.
but yes i concede, i like to hear scream, sound of pain too.
like i said before my fascination about this include the visual and the touch, when i finish my session i like to see all the changes, and touch it, swelling, bruises, sensing the heat of the body.
and when they come again, i know again this time will be different...
BdeB Raw Desire
Slinky, nimble nature.
Lingering sweat.
Frolicking tears.
Within pelvic bones
something smolders
deep aching need.
Luscious, round, and sleek
breasts exude sweet lactation.
Moist, mature cunt
gripping, stretching,
fainting on the horn.
masterpadrone
)Everybody is entitled to do what they like. However, if they are attention seekers, that's their choice. I'm personally addressing the attention seekers who seek reputation and credit through their actions. I won't reply to any specific comments as it's not my point. I'm doing my own thing, and it's not anyone else's business. It seems like I'm being targeted by others to gain attention for many different reasons, some of which are unknown to me. However, it seems that the main reason why many do so is to seek attention. You can make your own conclusions about it."
CosmicCunt POWER
Whenever a person applies for a position, we usually make inquiries into their references and previous work performance. From thiswe get first hand input on job performance, teamwork, punctuality, adherence to company policy and so on.
Let's take a look at the references of some of the top aides and cabinet members regarding Former President Trump...
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Republicans_who_oppose_the_Donald_Trump_2024_presidential_campaign
Previous...
VICE PRESIDENT PENCE!
National Security Advisor
Dir. National Intelligence
TWO Secretary's of Defense
Secretary of Homeland Security
TWO National Security Advisors
Secretary of the Army
And the list just goes on and on and on and on.
People need to do some serious homework and stop reading one word signs at the red light.
https://www.simonandschuster.com/books/War/Bob-Woodward/9781668052273
https://www.simonandschuster.com/books/Rage/Bob-Woodward/9781982131746
https://www.simonandschuster.com/books/The-Trump-Tapes/Bob-Woodward/9781668028148
https://www.simonandschuster.com/books/Fear/Bob-Woodward/9781501175527
MasterDraconus Passions of a Ghost
Young and energetic MD approaches a stretch of buildings in the Sin City of New Orleans. Risking it all knowing he is outside his perimeter for Max Travel Distance from his military post, but he is dying to know what this new world is about. It is his first party within the lifestyle community with wild fantasies, expectations and fears raging through his mind. Will he be enough? How will he compare? Will he be accepted in a world which rejaspects him for being different? Questions galore which make his palms sweat beyond control.
He has a few contacts already within the dungeon having gone through their vetting process. Paperwork signed and face to face meetings had, all that is left is to walk in the door. As he watches the comings and goings he see's Doms, Domme's, subs and slaves walking through a well worn door.
Finally pulling himself together he walks in nervously and pays his fee to enter. Around the corner the adventure begins. Furniture of all kinds are found along the walls and in the center of a well laid out dungeon. People are talking amongst themselves, others strung up to crosses for their night's enjoyment, and yet more are preparing for scenes of their own. The energies are immediately felt and a bubbling rise is felt in his chest. As the energies are taken in he comes to understand. He is home.
In the coming years this shy little Dom was able to study under some very wise, creative, and often sadistic people of all walks of life. These early days was full of dungeon parties, munches, gatherings of all kinds. There was a code of ethics similar to the military which he knew so well. There was respect. There was courage. There was acceptance. Of course there was love as well. In this community which became my world D types were hard, sadistic, and pushed hard to bring to life the fullest of potential in themselves and their s types. At the same time they still had a heart. If anything they loved their partners far more than ever written in vanilla history.
Traveling with the military I traveled the country, but found myself in a different world when he got out after 3 tours overseas. The community had changed. It had evolved into something grander in size, but with so many elements which eroded the values he once knew. He walked those dungeons looking for any resemblance of the community he knew but it was nowhere to be found. Talking with his mentor she couldnt help but laugh at him. He was ranting and raving about the changes which took away the life he knew so well. He was struggling to find his way. He was frustrated how noone held themselves to a standard which made this life so great. He was lost and alone. Even in training with his partners he found them continuously pulled towards this easy shiny way of the life instead of putting in the work and patience required to get to the same level and standard as he needed. His mentor laughed hearing it all before and feeling it herself. She had long since left the community. She felt the changes moreso having come in years before he. She ranted and raved, felt the same frustrations. She battered against those walls trying to bring back those values long before he even felt their demise. After he finally stopped confused by the laughter, her next sentence said it all. "Welcome to the Old Guard"
It wasn't anything official or an earning of leathers. It wasn't anything to brag about or label myself as such. It was a pure statement which helped him understand in such a profound way what he had been missing. In all that time he had been looking up like a child letting others take the reigns of the community. He didn't see myself as a leader though having over 12 years in this life at that point. He didn't find himself worthy to take up that mantle yet.
After those words were spoken the whole discussion changed from what was lost to how he can be the example for those which feel that absence as deeply as he did. His drive towards mentorship and teaching drove a fire in him which couldn't be extinguished. He stood side by side with those very same leaders he looked up to trying to be that beacon. He started simply teaching rope classes but this also gave him a way to interact with people new and old within the lifestyle. Discussing the issues. Being that rock and safe haven to guide the next generation away from trouble and into a path of greater development.
It was a lonely road for nomatter how hard he tried, his equal in passion for this life was nowhere to be found. If anything his role as a teacher and mentor drove him further into isolation. Experience once valued was now seen as a deterrent for many. His age showing more and more became a wall he couldn't tear down.
Eventually after personal experiences which nearly crushed his soul, betrayal by the very community he loved and served for so long, he walked away into the shadows. He still had his friends and made the occassional appearances but his heart was held heavy knowing the life he knew was but smokey memories of a long gone era. Now 23 years into this life he found himself down the same road as his mentor before him. Slowly fading away as a ghost of the past.
Leathers faded and worn, toys dusty and bearing the years of use, wrinkles where there used to be none, and a sense of passion still burning in his heart he still hangs on to hope. Not for the return of a community once known, but for that one which knows that same level of passion as his own. That one to walk these roads well traveled but once more. That one who he can share his all.
SaltLifeFemDom Some vanilla history:
I had given up on dating in the lifestyle after the end of a 7-year D/s relationship back in 2022. In 2023, I met My ex bf on a vanilla dating app and he said that he initially thought I was a catfish. He had been messaging with Me "casually" for a few weeks and when it started to feel like it just wasn't going anywhere, I attempted to end communication. Apparently, that piqued his interest and he planned an actual date. When I stepped out of My car, it took him a few minutes to compose himself. He seriously was expecting someone else I guess and didn't know what to do when it wasn't. I was thoroughly entertained by the whole thing and honestly couldn't stop laughing at the situation. I gave him a one arm hug and he was shaking! It was adorable. And of course, over the 18 months or so that we dated, I loved telling his friends that story and how he almost blew it being so nonchalant in the beginning.
GGGRIZZZBEAR I own & operate a nature science mobile museum.
I need a grunt slave to help haul tubs for setup and packing up plus help running the booth.
When not doing events, the slave will serve in sexual capacity with strict protocols.
I will torment and torture with TT, CBT, sensory, restraints, chastity, anal play and impact play.
Spankings, cane, paddle and flogger will be regularly done.
I will keep slave out back in the workshop though slave is not going to be kept away from society and kept. The slave will either earn an income working part time or have a montly stipend of retirement or some other form of regular income to help support cost of living expenses.
Age is not an issue as long as over 18 and strong enough to lift tubs and take punishment. No wimpy slaves.
Limits will be respected though pushed.
Experience is preferred though I will train to My likings.
A contract will be signed upon collar being locked on outlining responsibilities and expectations of both the slave and Master.
Are you serious about being owned? Serious about being collared and belonging to someone who will push your limits yet ensure your well being?
I am strict though fair. I have been an educator and counselor over 40 years. I am also a Minister.
Taking serious inquires willing to relocate on own expense to be taken, cared for and given the opportunity to be a part of more than just oneself.
I will train and coach in many aspects, more than just a sex toy.
Are you ready to give up what you know and have to become a better individual in mind, body and spirit?
OnlyDarkness Stand here. Nice and still. Nice and straight.
Just listen to my voice and do everything I tell you to do.
Good girl. Don’t move. Don’t make a sound.
Put your hands behind your back.
Don’t resist the rope. Just relax and let the rope do its work.
Be still while I put the collar on your neck.
Head up. Let me move your hair out of the way. Good girl.
Now the blindfold. Don’t move. Be still.
Now I attach the lead to the collar.
As I pull on the lead you follow.
Walk slowly wherever I lead you.
Now I control you. Listen to my voice.
Do everything I tell you to do.
Don’t resist my touch or direction in any way.
Be totally obedient and compliant.
Don’t think. Just do everything I tell you to do.
Good girl.
CowGurlJan Some people smhSo this guy contacts me, supposedly part of a Dom couple, with condolences saying he's sorry Master James passed away. Many have done that and I thank yoiu all for your kind thoughts, words and prayers.But this one guy then wants pictures, I say that I'm still happily owned by Mistress Tabitha and frankly we don't pass out pictures to strangers.He then says he wants g rated pictures and I remind him that my headshots from my younger days when I was trying to become a model are on my profile as well as a few that are more reresentative of my current age. I also politely inform him for about the fifth time that I am NOT interested in him and he should be on his way.Now he's angry and tells me that the pictures are too pretty to be me. I need to send him a nude while holding a sign with his name on it to prove that I'm real or he will declare me a fake! LOLLook at my profile. I CLEARLY state that I'm owned and not looking. Why would a fake tell people not to waste time chatting with her or sending her pictures?My guess is that there is an angry 14 year old boy out there with a bottle of his mommies hand lotion looking for love! LOL
Falcone9
Ali’s Story
Ali's Story had a lot unsaid, a lot unrevealed. I have discussed aspaspects with friends and recently someone asked me what I'd do if Ali called me out of the blue. I don't know how I'd react, I really don't know. What would you do?
For my friends and the curious here is.
Ali’s Story
It’s my epic summer. I crave the heat. Heat seems to stir up my happiness genes. I had no idea how my organized, careful world would come to such an abrupt and decisive end. You can direct and plan your life in a fashion that corresponds with your economic means and social demands or you can try to self-actualize. I had gone the safe route with occasional side trips to my secret life. I say chuck it all, why not live in the brief time you have. Revel in your oneness. Narcissism in small bites might not be a bad thing.
Why all the detail? I wanted to make sure you understood I wasn’t bored and looking for some gratuitous action. I had a lot of cool things to hold my attention. Why I encouraged a visit to a part of my life I always thought of a
subMeghan 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
SkyFullOfStars
But would I talk about my need for your attention?
Talk about my desires for naked intimacy, so close and nearly breathless, kisses sweet and juicy, long and short, tongues and fingers intertwining as I try to lick and suck every square inch of your body, the honorarium of your gift and my reception, the stoke of your cock into my opening mouth, hungry to be fed, to be filled, to be possessed by you, penetrated, taken, lust smeared over my uplifted breasts, over my mound, rubbed against my clit, hands pulling it aside with eager participation, equally wanting to lay back, but also to lay you back, concentrate on your growling desire now being swirled with my saliva, my love wetness, stoking you into my mouth, your hips thrusting, your words spoken of being your slut, the one that will get to be used, our passion exalted between us, like a plug into an electrical outlet of my holes....my chant of yes Daddy, yes Daddy...both silent, murmured, coming out loud in my head as I join you on the edge of our orgasm...ride it, babe, ride it...
That's what I would talk about.
Anjunajune Master's WritingsSubmission, as I see itSubmission comes in many forms and on my journey different subs have approached it from different angles. Some see it as service, some as opening themselves up to another, and some even see it as a rejection of the world with it demands and requirements. Over the years, I have trained several submissives to reach greater depth in their submission and I’ve tried to work within their mindset, helping each to reach their potential in a way that is honest, true, and unique.At its core, submission is and should be a genuine reflection of an individual’s inner truth. A sense of their own purpose and way of life they choose to accept. It comes from a place within each submissive that reflaspects their own nature, and their most authentic expression of self.The nature of any true “submissive training” should and must be focused on helping the submissive connect with their nature, create the pathways to more fully access their own unique form of submission, and then finally build on that to blend it into their daily life. All the tasks and sexual acts, the “yes Sirs” and downward glances of respect, mean nothing and are worthless self-indulgent Dominant games, if the goal of these acts are not designed to deepen a submissives connection to their own beautiful, natural, and authentic submissive self.Submission is a gift. This single phrase bears repeating, because it is so very true and frequently overlooked - Submission is a gift. When fully developed, submission is a powerful and sometimes spiritually beautiful thing to behold. It is never to be taken, coerced, or forced. It is not for role play or pretend, Of course one could act like a submissive as if putting on a costume, but not with me as their Dominant. I hols submission, true submission in the highest regard. And to pretend to be one only cheapens the gift of those who truly feel its calling.As a Dominant, I see my role as helping others in any way I can on their journey, as their guide, nurturer, and mentor.
thumper
TO ANYONE WHO BLOCKED ME OR GHOSTED ME
Thank you.
When a person ghosts or blocks me I think it says more about them than it does about me.
When someone ghosts or blocks me I say a little prayer. Well, that's not the first thing I do. The first thing I do is to probably to say a few little curse words --- just a few of my favorites --- and then I say a little prayer. I say the prayer because I am thankful that I dodged a bullet.
I think that people who ghost or block others are weak and cowardly. They don't have the strength of character, integrity, honesty, or courage that I want, in fact, require in anyone that I am associated with whether it be a friend, a submissive, a colleague, or anyone else. They are doing me a favor by ghosting or blocking me because I am better off without them.
BlueFyre 11/27/25 - updated 12/2/25*
I'm at a turning point. I'll be focusing on things and people IRL. If you're near Denver and want to meet up at an event, drop me a line. I don't get message notifications here on CS, so FetLife may be your best bet. I hope you have an enjoyable and safe holiday season! Blue (=
*I was away from CS for a while due to an illness. The cause remains unknown, however the effects were evident... The left hemisphere of my head went numb for almost two weeks, and I completely lost hearing in my left ear. I had balance issues, trouble focusing, and since the ear and sinus infection spread to my eye, I had pinkeye. It was frustrating to be unable to attend events at the Dungeon, including the party I'd spent over a year planning. Most of my hearing returned, though I gave some permanent damage on the left side. I'm wondering if there may have been some effect on my mental health while the side of my head was numb... I'm doing OK for the most part, just facing some issues that I haven't experienced in years. I'll be fine, I know. As always, I try to keep a positive attitude. Unfortunately I didn't get much accomplished during the month or so I was ill, which is one big reason I'm focusing on people and events locally. I'm still looking for a sub/slave, though, so I won't be gone for good. 😉
Bent4Paddle This is my fantasy. I’m not sure I’d want it to come true. I’d love to see your response.
I serve my Daddy and his equally dominant girlfriend as a live-in domestic maid. I also am required to take care of their sexual needs as well. Both are quite strict and require that all of my duties be performed with utmost attention to detail and to be done promptly and cheerfully.Any deviation results in punishment. Spankings with hairbrushes, wooden paddles and the awesomely effective bathbrush are the most utilized corrections and dark red bullseyes on my bottom can often be seen thru my sheer panties or thongs for days afterwards.This is a description of the punishment that is reserved for the most grievous errors on my part.Once the sentence has been pronounced I am ordered to report to the “punishment theater”, a room equipped with various devices that prop up and restrain the supplicant for punishment. There are two dozen theater style padded seats placed in a semicircle around a central stage for guests to witness. I am to bend over a heavy straight back chair placed in the middle of the stage with my hands gripping the seat and feet spread four feet apart. There I wait, sometimes for nearly an hour for the proceedings to begin. For the most grievous offenses my Daddy and Domme often invite friends to witness the event. I count three, four then five, six seven and eight witnesses trickle in and be seated. Soon my Daddy and Domme enter and announce my transgressions and the sentence of the Full Measure. I am the ordered to stand up while my Domme seats herself on the chair. I am then bent over her lap still with my sheer panties on. “Are you comfortable my dear?” She asks. “Yes Ma’am.” I reply. “Well enjoy it because you won’t be very soon!” There are snickers from the crowd as Daddy hands her a heavy red oak hairbrush. SMACK! SMACK! Two very hard swats to each cheek start my spanking. “Are you ready?” “No Ma’am, I mean yes Ma’am!” I reply and then she begins a very hard and furious series of swats two or three per second strike my cheeks. Sometimes she alternates left to right. Sometimes she concentrates on one cheek or the other. It goes on and on and on. I am kicking, screaming, crying. Finally after perhaps a hundred swats. I am ordered off her lap and to stand bent over in front of the chair. I am told to rub my “clitty” through my panties while my Daddy and Domme converse with their guests. Furiously rubbing my pantie crotch momentarily eases the fire in my bottom and my clitty responds with a minor erection and an oozing of pre cum. “Ok playtime is over boi! Lower your panties and bend over my lap,” announces Daddy. I instantly do as I am told. “Let’s see if my bathbrush can alter your behavior!” I begin whimpering at his words as my bare bottom is well acquainted with the power of the bathbrush. He locks my legs with his right leg in the well known position for delivering a real bare bottom blistering. “Hold on to the chair legs tight boi! Your’re going for one helluva ride!” And then it begins. Swat after swat of that evil wooden bathbrush. And while the swats are not delivered full force the effectiveness of that instrument makes an incredibly painful impression on my bare bottom. He concentrates the blows on the summit of my cheeks that have already been made sensitive by the prior hairbrush treatment and then he begins an assault a bit lower on the underside of my bottom nearly to the junction with my thighs. I try to keep count (sometimes after a spanking I am asked how my swats I received) but I lost count after five dozen or so. Finally the bathbrush assault ends with a round of applause and cheers from the assembled audience. I am once more ordered to bend over with hands gring the seat of the solid spanking chair. My bare bottom is so clearly and embarrassingly on display as I weep. After five minutes or so my Domme orders, “Pull your panties up and begin rubbing your clitty again. You have twenty minutes to cum in your panties while we discuss your further punishment. You may use the vibrator if you wish but your panties better be sticky when the time is up!” Even though I know the vibrator isn’t necessary for me to cum as I have lots of experience in tweaking my clitty I take her warning about filling my panties seriously and set about using the vibe. Sure enough in just three minutes I begin to spasm and a load of cum wets my panties. “Good boi! Look he’s cumming! That’s quite a load!” Are some of the comments I hear from the guests. “Time is up boi!” announces my Domme. “You’ve had enough fun with the vibrator. Now carefully remove your sticky panties and hand them to me.” I do as I’m told and she inspaspects the results that the vibrator has had. “Hmmm that’s a good load. One of your better efforts. Now be a good boi and open your mouth.” Again I comply and she carefully eases the cum soaked crotch of my panties into my mouth making sure the goo coats my tongue. “Now we have discussed the third part of your spanking and have decided it will be three dozen full force swats with “The Persuader”. (Those of you who have read my other story may know of it). The Persuader is an eighteen inch long by three inch wide three eighths inch thick maple wooden Spencer paddle with holes that insure little round blisters will be left as souvenirs on the recipient’s bottom. I begin whimpering even though my gooey panties try to stifle my cries. This time I’m led to a spanking bench where I am restrained bent well over with my arms, waist knees and ankles firmly fastened. In short order The Persuader is put to work. These swats are hard. Very hard, but they are measured and delivered at thirty to sixty second intervals so that I can feel the burn of every stroke. And it does! Deeply, excruciatingly so, eliciting screams from my pantie gagged mouth. This last part of the punishment lasts nearly an hour and at the end the assembled guest are most appreciative. Before leaving thy are invited to the stage to inspect and fondle the marks and blisters on my bare bottom. From their comments I know that the “souvenirs “ will be lasting for at least a couple of weeks. They will be a reminder to be on my very best behavior.
Phalanx86 Intentional Inequality
Every so often I come across an image, video, a passage that strikes me a certain way or fascinates me. Often times it conceptualizes a broad concept I've had in my head. I found one recently that has stuck with me.
"Consensual romantic inequality" or as I prefer it "Consensual intimate inequality"
Dominance based upon the myth of your own superiority is simply uncritical, a zero sum game that you can never actually win. This is separate of course from the synergistic idea that if you wish to dominate you should strive to become the best version of yourself even if it takes you a lifetime. My dominance is about having a vision and a will to pursue it, it is based upon a hunger inside me, and simply what is the reality in which everything in me aligns. I do not convince, pursue, coerce, or force.
Likewise I do not subscribe to the concept of submission as a form of weakness or incapability. You are not inferior simply because submission calls to you. It takes a considerable amount of personal fortitude to engage in authentic submission, of course I'm not including submission that isn't submission. Many times submissives can be incredibly put together and competent of course once you move past their defenses you realize how empty and lost they actually are inside. Not because of incapability but because they are not living the reality in which everything aligns.
GrantLB After talking with someone on here recently I've done a lot of thinking about my desire to submit and be bound. I had never really thought about how long I've felt that way or why. Looking back on my teen years I think I've always had a fascination with restraint. My first sexual dream revolved around me getting "caught" and bound up. Looking back I have a few memories where even when I was younger there was something about being restrained that appealed to me.
Now, as an adult, I think my feelings now are rooted in my desire to be helpless. I'm fortunate enough to have had a safe life, and I've never been in a bad scenario where I was in significant danger, and I suspect that may have something to do with it. Regardless, I think my root desire is to be helpless, forced to trust another person and do what they say. Something about giving into that power and giving up total control is what I really want.
i don't know fully, just been thinking about it recently and these are my first thoughts. Thanks everyone for teaching me more and helping me explore these feelings! LRF69 What I seek, what I need, is for someone to take me and absolutely crush me...break me down completely, physically, mentally, sexually...push my boundaries. Bend me over, take my ass...fuck me hard. Talk to me, tell me how you're owning me, tell me what you're going to do to me. Call me names.
So often I see BDSM porn where the "slave/sub" is completely into the "torture"..."oh yes, more master/mistress! More!" and that is so far off-base from what I seek. I shouldn't want it. Ideally, you've broken me to the point where I'm doing it to avoid worse punishment. "If you don't do _____, then _____ will happen." I should be dreading it...crying, begging, pleading for my master/mistress to stop. Begging a master not to cum in me or in my mouth. Begging a mistress to stop before I bleed. The earth shattering orgasm should belong to THEM, not ME.I get messages on here from so many straight masters...who tell me that they're going to branch out and that they're into what I seek. Then they quietly fade away. And the search goes on.
angeldmort him on 8/17/25 at 10:54 AM:
Would you talk to older, retired submissive, man?
him on 10/10/25 at 2:03 PM:
I would love to be captured by you, trained as a slave, and sold into the slave
market to a forceful dominant couple
Me on 10/10/25 at 2:07 PM:
Thats nice. Id love to have applicants for my submission that were actually writing ME,
the human, based on their reading my profile and writings and figuring out our potential c
ompatibilities rather than randos who copy and paste messages to every pretty picture.
him on 10/10/25 at 2:09 PM:
Im sorry maam, but that was direct nothing was copy and pasted. It was just one of my
many fantasies to give up control, but that was an actual message not copy and paste.
him on 10/11/25 at 9:01 AM:
You are very pretty and very powerful
him on 10/11/25 at 2:39 PM:
God, you are beautiful
Me on 10/11/25 at 2:40 PM:
Do I strike you as someone who is susceptible to flattery?
him on 10/11/25 at 2:44 PM:
I only know that you are very attractive to submissive men
him on 10/11/25 at 2:51 PM:
I sincerely apologize if I insulted you
him on 2/6/26 at 10:43 AM:
Would you be interested in dominating a older, white submissive, male wishing to be
trained anyway, that you wish and to be your servant to be used abused, and even
loaned out if that’s what you wish
Me on 2/6/26 at 1:28 PM:
Here's the problem. You are so focused on what you want, that you have yet to bother
to consider what *I* want. You have now written me EIGHT times, yet literally failed to
the one one single thing I asked in the first fucking line of my fucking profile, even after
I EXPLICITLY stated that's something I require. You know - the thing that tells you who I am,
beyond just the "pretty" and "beautiful" picture you seem to obsessed with. You want to be
"trained" and "dominated" but you have already shown yourself to be lazy, self-absorbed,
and utterly unsuitable for anything I might want to use you for.
knl4myplzr Update! 3/2022
*** I don't bother to respond to "Hi" "How are you" and similar one liners. I get too many to bother.
I'm currently open to and - if not actively - perhaps somewhat lazily (as in waiting for one to fall into My lap) seeking a great second male submissive. I'm open to the RIGHT person and situation. I don't check this site frequently though as I'm busy and it's frankly easier for me to wait for mail to accumulate.
I have previously been in and enjoy an mFm hinge type triad and I've had 2 live-in submissives in a relationship. One moved / things happened, what can you do?
I like to let relationships develop naturally into whatever they are meant to be, so I'm not saying I'm looking for live-in just that it once worked out well and was a dynamic that suited Me / us.
Now, WAIT WAIT WAIT - Don't start writing yet.
In the interest of full disclosure - I already have a collared boy. (Who is NOT bisexual so, there will be no forced bi in my household). He's just not going anywhere. SO! You must be poly or open to exploring poly. I am not the jealous type and I expect that to be true of you as well. If that's not going to work for you and you're looking for long term monogamy - I am NOT the Lady for you.
YOU MUST BE:
LOCAL or WILLING TO RELOCATE. Sometimes it can work if you're able to travel frequently, and air travel obviously shrinks distances, so this isn't a 'hard limit' ;)
ATTRACTIVE & FIT (as in, no stranger to the gym, you know what olympic lifting is, and maybe you even like the occasional crossfit workout. You appreciate words like 'vascularity' and 'striations' and you know how to make a mean protein shake.
Brainy AND Brawny - we can figure out the fetish connection and likes/dislikes IF we actually connect on any other level. I don't JUST want to beat the snot out of you, I want to like you, find you intriguing, engaging and attractive...and THEN beat the snot out of you. Just kidding...mostly. POLY or OPEN to the IDEA of being poly. You are a stable, rational adult who just happens to crave more than a vanilla relationship can give you...but you are capable of managing your own life and pursuits...and at the end of the day, you would love to lay all that control at the right Woman's feet. You HAVE A PICTURE. Let's be honest, this will never work without attraction, so... Just a HINT - you will do WAY better with Me if you put a little bit of effort into your reply, 'I'm interested' or similar one liners don't exactly endear you to Me. Asking if I'm interested in X when I've clearly stated in My profile that I am (or am not) - grrr. If you're far away you'd better be telling me about your family who lives nearby, plans and ability to visit, or remote work capability - otherwise WHY are you writing from WAY OVER THERE?
Tell Me what you're ultimately looking for or have failed to find and what you think you can offer in a relationship to a Woman (that is NOT code for money, you cynic) - what do you see your ideal situation and future looking like - what would make you so content - so happy? What future seems out of reach now but would be just what you would be afraid to hope for if you could have it? Have you ever connected with a Dominant Woman via Kink AND outside that arena?
angeldmort From my group -re-sharing here - Why language matters. Or, Darmok and Jalad.
Jan 30, 2019
I had a reminder this week, (not that this week is that unusual, but some cases are more extreme than others) at how important it is to have a common language in any interaction we have with others. Most of our lives, the average American at least walks around hearing English, speaking English, reading English, and assuming they understand what other people are saying. And vice versa - they assume they are understood. And yet, so much of our attempts to communicate end in misfires.
Often, it's because we don't really care enough about the interaction, and we glide along on autopilot, comfortable in the status quo quality of our interactions. We are usually getting enough of what we need out of it that we often don't even question it.
Often, if there's a problem, we make a scene to make it clear that no, that's NOT what we meant, or that isn't what was said to us, etc but unless we feel slighted, or it leads to the loss of something we DO value - a comment made here that loses us a promotion, or a question not answered loses someone's interest, or a tone of voice makes us concerned for a possible loss of status- unless it's serious, it's just anger and fuss and it's over. THEN, it may become a real issue, worth some thought, but by then, it's really too late. The miscommunication has happened, the thought process it started it under way, and a feeling has been had, etc.
Stick with me here.
At it's most basic level, language is how we express a thought.
It's pretty common to believe that most of the time, other people from a similar area have similar thoughts to our own about a general variety of things. We expect that they want the same basic things, because we are all human, and most of the people we deal with were raised similarly, and had similar experiences.
And that they will use the same words as we do to describe them.
That's where the screeching halt comes in.
"Most adult native test-takers range from 20,000–35,000 words."
That's a decent vocabulary.
It should mean that most of us that speak English will have plenty of words in common to have a discussion and be understood with enough clarity to make it through most common joint activities.
That said, most people don't tend to think too deeply about words themselves. Which means when you start to want more than just "enough to get by" conversation, things can get a bit complicated. And in cases where you need to negotiate something VERY specific, in depth, such as the fine details of kink or what our limits are... suddenly, your vocabulary will not only need to grow, but become very precise.
I'm not seeing that as often as I would expect from the letters I receive. In fact, the majority of people that write me seem frustrated by the need for words at all, and irritated by the requirement that we spend some time talking about anything that isn't a deion of a sex act. Which baffles me... if you are wanting someone to tie you up, do ... THINGS ... to you, while you are helpless, etc, wouldn't you REALLY REALLY want to make sure that the things they want to DO are the same things you want DONE? Wouldn't you be DEEPLY interested in making sure they are the kind of person that honors your Safe Word, or who shares your definition of "honest," or who won't just walk off with your wallet and DVD player while you are tied down, or who won't turn out to be straight up batshit nuts?
I've had another rash of "own me" messages. Interspersed of course with the regular "total sub" offers.
The topic at hand isn't the "I'm a TOTAL sub!" who responds to "ok, go read this for me and tell me what you think" with "What? That's not what I want! I'm a SEXUAL submissive!"
Or even the "i want to be ur slave" that can't obey enough to respond to an email on time.
This topic is about the problem that causes that problem in the first place.
I received one this week from a very pretty dick pic with an empty profile that did read enough to call me Domina, but obviously nothing else, so I sent a link to the "First Impressions" thread, and followed with "Consider Your Target Audience." You can guess how it went. Before he got to "Bye, Bitchhhhhh!" he told me he wanted me to "own" him. And he referred to himself as "very kinky like to be watched ! Masterbaiting live turns me on"
(Yes, that's how he spelled it.)
Meh. No great loss.
Later, sissy under consideration asked if I was at all interested by Dick Pic Guy. Aside from the obvious stunted mentality of thinking his naked dick somehow mattered, he was a good tool to explain the problem of common language/vocabulary.
While being turned on by being watched is very common, and whatever floats your boat, etc that he described himself as very kinky based on that was a VERY clear indicator that we weren't even speaking the same language in regards to kink. Much like the majority of the people that write me, he had an interest in something, and had set out to pursue that, and as it wasn't mainstream, they thought it must mean they were REALLY out there crazy kinky. (Hell, ex-husband number two thought anal was the height of twisted and kinky.) Now, obviously, there was no actual interest in submission, or desire to actually be owned, so there was no point in even considering trying to have a conversation.
However, if there actually HAD been interest, if he had just been a newbie and without clue, there would have been this huge gap of vocabulary to fill in before we could have ever tried to talk about anything more than "go for coffee, get spanked." Before we could get to "what turns you on" there would have had to be the initial "what do you know so far, what have you read, what have you tried" just to see what he MEANT by "kinky" or "spanking" or even "turned on." Did "turned on" specifically mean sexually aroused and only that? Does "masterbaiting" (sorry, but OMG LOLOL) just mean "wrap your hand around your dick and rub up and down with or without lube" because it could mean SO FUCKING MUCH MORE to someone else, and in my mind, doesn't always necessarily include anything physical. Ownership? If we haven't even discussed what the word "submissive" means in depth, how can we possibly try to define "Owned" yet? Are we talking an actual legal arrangement with signed contracts and documentation as regards to property, or do you just like the way the word sounds?
Because that matters to me. All of the delicate nuances of meaning hold POWER. Consent is POWER. I absofuckinglutely want to feel like I OWN you, down to your last molecule, if I am going to have that, and we have to figure out exactly how many molecules you have to give for that to happen.
"You just offered an unknown amount of you don't know what to a total stranger."
If you are handing out candy from a bag in your hand, "take it all" is easy. And taking that whole bag may be easy. Hell, I like candy. Maybe I'll want your candy.
However -
If you actually have a whole trunkful of candy, and you say "take it all" without sharing that "all" may be a couple hundred pounds of confection, that is going to make a difference.
Do I like that candy enough to want a whole trunkful? Will it get stale long before I can eat it all? Are you going to throw a tantrum if I share that candy with a park full of kids, or is it truly mine, to do with as I please? Are you going to pout if I toss i
Master23Mike Master's WritingsFoundations: Deep Honesty and the Butterfly EffectAs I see it, there are three core elements, communication, trust and honesty, that together form the foundation for feeling safe as we explore the lifestyle. Each element is interdependent with the others, and intertwined in such a way that to fail any one breaks them all, leaving us unsure and at risk, while when they all work right, we feel able to explore the greatest depths imaginable.With regard to honesty, we, in the lifestyle, are far better equipped to get it right than anywhere within the vanilla world. Power dynamics, the emotional nakedness of play and the acceptance of near infinite diversity among our interests and population make total honesty far more achievable within the lifestyle than others then you might think.Yet honesty can suffers from the crushing weight of a single butterflies wing. As children, we learn to lie because we get away and it always starts with the smallest of lies or the things we hide from those we love. As we grow, we believe that lying is acceptable with those we love and in society in general. This acceptance allows us to learn to lie even to ourselves, and as we mature, we discover that we have grown comfortable being false to others and even to ourself. We no longer know what is authentic and the distance between those close to us grows and decays. And we wonder why. In fact, as a society, we have entered an age where falsehood and lying is now the norm and an accepted practice.In a dynamic where “Total Honesty” is practiced, lies are never allowed, not in part nor in full, not even lies of omission or hidden truths of any kind. Sharing is always total, free and open. The freedom of an open mind and heart is the only acceptable mindset. While nearly all in the lifestyle preach this in one form or another, we must be aware of the impact of that single small butterfly wing. For just like the child growing up, a single allowance of a hidden feeling, an uncomfortable truth left unspoken, or a fear not communicated, has the potential to become habit forming and thereafter impact and erode the beauty and depth of a dynamic. A hidden feeling can undermine the understanding one partner has for the other. An uncomfortable truth can lead to the birth of resentment and anger when not spoken where it is allowed to fester. A fear left unchecked causes stress, clouds the mind, undercut trust, causes stagnation and allows anxieties to run unchecked or worse.Within a dynamic, the expectation and practice must be to understand the impact, the cause and effect, of that single delicate wing of the smallest of lies and/or omissions, remaining fully open to each other, totally authentic of self, and emotionally naked before your partner. For it is only within a dynamic filled with such honesty that we make possible the deep, beautiful and magical experiences we all seek.
SlutSnuggleButt Let's talk about skin care and smelling good
Morning Routine:
Cleansing: I start my day with a mild cleanser to freshen up my face. It’s essential to remove any impurities that may have settled overnight.
Toning: After cleansing, I use a soothing toner. This helps in balancing the skin's pH and prepares it for the next steps.
MsPam4u Not Looking At All! Just Friends Please Respect Krookedmind77 I have not been writing much in this journal but hoping it might just perk someone's interest. I just moved back from Texas and now living in Northwest Indiana. About 20 minutes from downtown chicago and live in Schererville just across the Illinois border. I have been on this site for many years unsuccessfully and still hold out hope to finally achieve my goal of serving a strong, Dominant Woman. I can assure You am for real and today the first of Decmember once again spending another birthday allone. I am not evil, and have met some off the site which has not amounted to anything . I am on Fetlife under subndyer and started to branch to other sites. I still hold out hope on this site. Am a single submissive which can be molded into a slave who has been off and on in the lifestyle for about 20 years. I have no children , no wife , girlfriend, hell dont even have a dog. But can assure You my loyality, respect, obedience, and You happiness is first priority. If I perk Your interest please drop me a line would not disappoint
DallasDomCpl
We now have our male slave we have completed training him so we now have the time to find one more female slave. We are considering have some part time subs all genders welcome to apply. For the part time position reply and answer the following questions
1. What day(s) can you you serve?
2. Are you local to the DFW area? If not can you reguarly make the trip to serve us?
3. What skills could you bring to us for service?
4. What are your kinks? Masocists to the front of the line.
5. What are you expecting out of this? Since this is a part time mainly playtime arrangement do not be afraid to tell us what you hope to get out of it.
We wiil not have any type of sexual contact with part time subs sorry but we have two slaves and since they serve 24/7 that is the one advantage they have over part time subs.
We are not looking to micro manage a part time subs life away from our house. However, part time subs will be required to follow house rules during visits and will not be treated differently than slaves in this regard.
We do expect part time subs to be present when they say they will be here. Life happens so yes sometimes you may have to cancel but if it becomes a reguar thing you will be released.
We will begin the part time sessions in January but you should begin to apply now.
PapaBare New Kink Unlocked!
She told me on the phone...
You invite me in and walk me back to your bedroom. You order me to strip and to get on the bed in a doggy position. You are still clothed and slide a blindfold over my eyes. I can hear the shuffle of clothes as you disrobe and feel your weight shift on the bed behind me. Your fingers slide between my legs and can feel how wet the anticipation has made me. And then I gasp as you slide the length of your cock into my pussy, feeling your size for the first time. It has been quite a while since I was last with anyone and you are surprised by how tight I am. You grab my hips and begin fucking me from behind. You tell me that I am just a dirty cum dump and that my only job to take the fucking you feel like giving me. Your rhythm quickens and I can feel you filling me with your cum.
But you don't pull out, and I feel your hands spreading my ass cheeks apart. You feel my pussy twitch as you rub my asshole with your thumb. You tell me another part of being your dirty cum dump is to take your cock in every hole. You tell me that you are going to fuck me in the ass and that I'm going to take your load there as well. You squeeze some lube on me and begin working in your finger to prep the hole. You ask me where your cock is going and I tell you "my ass sir."
You "And why is it going into your ass?"
Me "Because I'm your cum dump and my job is to take you cock in any hole you choose." Your cock has gotten hard again inside me and your fingers have lubed up my hole. You pull your cock out and I then feel your head pressing against my asshole. You lean your weight forward and over me, whispering in my ear to relax and take it as you slowly slide your full length into me. I feel so full and the size of you initially feels impossibly large. You give me a couple second to adjust to your size before you start a slow, gentle rhythm. You feel feel my body accept your and tell me "I'm going to fuck you faster now," and I feel a spike of nervousness as I already feel pushed to my limit of intensity. You are fucking me a bit harder and tell me that I'm doing a good job taking your cock so you are going to give me an orgasm. One hand reaches below me and starts playing with my clit... palm pressing perfecrly. The other hand reaches around and finds a nipple to pinch and squeeze. Your touch sends me over the edge, forcing me to cum hard on your cock. You cum as well, my orgasm essentially milking your load from your cock. You tell me I was a good cum dump and did my job well. I love it when you praise me for being a good toy. You roll me to my side and your mouth finds my tit as you finger me again with your fingers. You have me keep the blindfold on as we cuddle for a bit. Then I clean you and get ready for bed... wanting to sleep in your arms... but also thinking, worrying? wishing? you will take me in the middle of the night.
pizzapuppiescows Someone asked me the other day why I love my dog so much. I am a nurturer by nature, it's just what I do. But that's not the only reason. Dogs are not dogs, they are people, and she is my family. She is the family that is separate from my terrible family. She is the family that is happy to see me every time she looks at me. Every single time. Comes over for kisses and snuggles. Wants to be close to me. Puts her paws on me if I'm not giving her enough attention. She sleeps in my lap, I'm not kidding. If I move during the night she gets up and repositions herself between my legs. She loves me unequivocally. I don't feel like I hold much value for my family. And because I don't trust them with my feelings I don't get to let my guard down and be soft. But to my dog, I'm happiness. I give her all of the love and hugs and kisses and belly rubs and snuggles that she lets me. I feel like I matter. She is my heart and I will choose her over my terrible family every day of the week. She's lying next to me now, turned away from the light of the screen. I know as soon as I get into bed she will walk over my leg and settle, anchoring me.
MistressWhipplash Swim in the ocean, the sea of life,
Bring me a masochist whose suffering eases my strife,
Take the pain I give again on repeat,
Bow to My will and massage my feet.
Open the chapters of your mind and show me all,
Melt to my wishes rise to my command not fall.
How brave are you with your body to give my need?
How will surrender to my sadistic Tiger to feed?
Feed My Tiger How I tell you to give,
Be water and mould like holes through a sieve.
Melt into what I need you to be, simp and gracious addicted to me.
TotalOwnerforslave Chastity
Chastity strictly speaking is a state of being. The connotation is concerned with purity. In olden times a chaste person was assumed to be free form venereal disease. Further it was thought that person would also have certain character attributes. That their thinking was free of prurient interest was a major attribute. In other terms they did not sexualize things or people.
An individual in locked in a chastity device without orgasm will over time gain the same state of innocence. So yes, My slave property will be kept in chastity. Once this state is entered the slave will find a peace and contentment it may not have recollection of ever entering in its past existence. For some, it will be a state of serenity. Will I allow slaves to live continuously in such bliss? Not likely.
This state of being occurs over time in males after castration. This return to the innocence of prepuberty is the basis for My considering chastity as a form of castration if but temporary and reversible.
Interestingly, if a chastised individual is allowed the pleasure of orgasm and ejaculation it will, over time, return to the sexually obsessed state it may have had prior to the period of denial. This phenomenon marks one of the differences between castration and chastity. The period of time differs from one to another. My experience indicates about six months.
Freeing a slave from whatever sex centered ideation it may have leaves its brain available for service to its Superior Owner. This, of course, is a desirable thing. Therefore, most all of My slave property will be locked in chastity. slave’s period of denial, at least for the first couple of weeks, can be a grueling torturous event. Locking a slave’s cock in an inflexible irremovable cage will over time result in changes the Master finds most desirable.
At least initially. Locked up some ‘male’ penises will try repeatedly and with marginal success to gain erection and relief for its swollen prostate. its mind will become fixated on sexual things and frustration. it may well experience actual pain and mental distress: true anguish. This period may last days or weeks. Sleep for a few nights may be very difficult. Nights will be spent awake, or semi so, with the sexual ideation and unfulfilled need for sexual release. The discomfort of the slave is one of many things that can bring pleasure to Me as a sadist.
After the slave has served Me the blissful state of prepubescence I will start the whole process over again. Milking probably without orgasm will occur. A period of time will elapse with regular sexual release until its old way of thinking with its penis will be established. At some point in time after the establishment, the old chastity cage will be locked on it and it will start the delightful, at least delightful for Me, process over again.
Yes, chastity will occur for female slave as well. Mechanically, with some differences as one might expect.
SlutSnuggleButt It's been quite a while since James (my husband) left me. The house feels emptier, and there's a silence that I can't seem to fill. I miss his laughter, his warmth, the way his eyes sparkled when he smiled at me. I miss the way he held me, the security and comfort I felt in his arms. I miss him, and it hurts.
But more than that, I miss the bond we shared, the profound connection we had through our shared love for BDSM. I miss the way he'd look at me, full of trust and love, right before we began a scene. I miss the anticipation, the rush of adrenaline, the sweet surrender. I miss the feeling of his hands against my soft skin. I miss the way he would reassure me, his words soothing and encouraging, as we explored new sensations and experiences together.
It's strange to admit, but I miss being his submissive. It's a part of me, a part of who I am. With James, I discovered a part of my identity that I didn't even know existed. He showed me that submission wasn't about weakness or being less than. It was about trust, surrender, and a mutual exchange of power. It was about feeling loved, cherished, and cared for.
That's why I've decided to look for a new Dom or perhaps a couple. I need to fill that void in my life, to rediscover the part of me that came alive with James. I want to feel that connection again, to explore and to learn. I want to experience the thrill of a new dynamic, the excitement of setting boundaries and pushing limits.
I understand that no one can replace James, and I am not looking for that. I am looking for someone, or someones, who will understand, respect, and cherish me for who I am, a woman who loves and misses the BDSM lifestyle. I am hoping to find individuals who value communication, consent, and safety as much as I do.
My feelings are raw, my emotions a whirlwind. But amidst the chaos, there's also a glimmer of hope, a spark of excitement. It's not going to be easy, and I know that. But I also know that I'm strong, resilient, and capable. After all, that's what James taught me. That's what he loved about me.
Sweetdahlia Absolutely no idea where this came from but it resonates so profoundly!
The Equalitarian Dom: Is one who controls by teaching, mentoring, and leading. This Dominant knows that when he finds a comparable submissive that things will happen as a natural progression of the interaction. Usually just a short learning phase is required to receive the correct response from the submissive. Both the Dom and the sub “get it”, there is very little need for so called “training” and they naturally know what the other needs and seeks.
The Dominant does not like the situation of constantly repeating and forcing a particular behavior (submission) to occur. Besides the activities (sexual and others) it is the surrender as a result of the Domination that is the drive and enjoyment. Creativity is an important part of this situation.
They tend to intellectualize and be more into the philosophical and psychological mechanisms of this life style. They understand the concepts and resultant interactions and can put it into real life. They do not need many rules like the Democratic type, nor do they like the heavy S&M activities of the Authoritarian, preferring submission to occur as a result of an instilled desire in the submissive to surrender. She “wants” to submit as a result of the Dominant’s knowledge and skill in dominating her, as well as in life.
Sensuousness is the rule. Pain is given and received as a form of sensuous stimulation. Light pain as opposed to severe. Sensuous torture is a popular activity in this area. Both the Dominant and the submissive must naturally be this way. These are the people who will claim to be “born that way”. They fully understand the concept of D/s, it comes to them naturally and easily. They attract a submissive that truly and naturally desires to please and who will observe and sense what it is that the Dominant is communicating;
and be able to translate that into the right thing to do. The “doing or saying without having to be told” type. The submissive begs easily and surrenders sweetly. They understand the concept of respect and surrender and can make it happen after initial learning with little or no additional instructions. They embrace the surrender gratefully and lovingly.
These individuals usually form very intimate relationships. There is not much downside to these relationships, because they not only grasp the concepts, but can make it happen as well, and their attraction is based on a strong mutual respect.
Their strong relationship is not readily apparent to the unobservant, but they are always subtly in the 24/7 mode. The fact that these things come forth naturally and without the need for orders is a great source of pride, satisfaction, and loving. They are the opposite side of the coin from the Authoritarian. Whose pride, satisfaction, and love come from strictness and forbearance.
mastergcs
Joining a M/s (Master/slave) poly house in modern times requires a deep understanding of the dynamics and expectations involved in such a relationship. If you are interested in joining a M/s poly house, the first step is to educate yourself about the lifestyle. This can be done through reading books, articles, and attending workshops or events related to the topic and talking to the house members. Do not hesitate to ask questions, it shows interest and it will help educate you about the house you are talking to.
It is also important to consider your personal boundaries and what you are comfortable with in a relationship. It is essential to communicate these boundaries clearly with any potential partners. Joining a M/s poly house requires a significant amount of trust and communication, so it is important to establish these qualities with your partners and the Master of the house.
Once you have a clear understanding of what you want from a M/s relationship, it is time to start looking for potential partners. Online communities, such as BDSM or fetish dating sites, are a great place to start. You can also attend local events or workshops to meet like-minded individuals.
When you find a potential partner, it is important to take your time getting to know them and establishing a strong connection. Communication is key in any relationship, especially in a M/s poly house, so it is important to make sure that you are both on the same page.
It is also important to consider the legal and social implications of joining a M/s poly house. Some communities may not be accepting of this lifestyle, so it is important to be prepared for any potential social or legal consequences.
In conclusion, joining a M/s poly house requires education, self-awareness, communication, trust, and a willingness to be open to new experiences. It is important to take your time and make sure that you are comfortable with your partners and the dynamics of the relationship before committing to it.
Additionally, it is important to consider the dynamics of the existing M/s poly house that you are considering joining. Each household is unique and has its own set of rules, expectations, and dynamics. Make sure to ask questions and have open and honest conversations with the members of the household before making a commitment.
It is also important to establish clear communication with all partners involved in the relationship. This includes discussing expectations, rules, and boundaries with all partners. This helps to avoid misunderstandings and conflicts within the relationship.
Furthermore, consent is a key ect of any M/s relationship. It is important to establish clear and explicit consent with all partners involved. This includes discussions about what activities and behaviors are acceptable and what are not.
It is also important to have an open and supportive network of friends and family, as well as access to resources such as counseling or therapy. These resources can help you navigate the challenges and difficulties that can arise in any relationship, especially a M/s poly house.
In conclusion, joining a M/s poly house requires a lot of thought and preparation. It is important to educate yourself about the lifestyle, communicate openly with potential partners, and establish clear expectations and boundaries. Above all, it is important to prioritize your own comfort, well-being, and happiness in any relationship.
DiamondJack
FWB, FUN....or LTR
The site is set on BDSM- but I can drop all that and just make hot love to a woman.
I am DDF and expect the same.
Hello lady's, and thank you for stopping by!
Miscellaneous Facts About Me...
* Name: Randall Loomis
* Birth Date: April 24, 1967
* Height: 6'
* Weight 220 lbs
* Hair: Peppered
* Eyes: Brown
* Marital Status: Single
* Astrology: Taurus
* Hometown: Troy, OH. USA
* Born: Milwaukee, WI. USA
* Gender: cis male
* Ancestry: Polish, German, Irish, Scotch
* Myers Briggs Type Indicator: ENFP
* Education: AS Automotive Technology, BA Comparative Literature Studies of English and Law, MA Intervention Specialist K12 Teacher
* IQ: 165 (Wechsler Adult Intelligence Scale, 2004 )
* Favorite Colors: Camo, Black, Aqua Blue
* Favorite Snacks: Cold butter on non toasted cinnamon raisin bread, assorted pretzels, chips and iced diet Dew
* Favorite Implement: Your favorite!
I am a very decent highly educated perfect gentleman that has been a ladies man all my life Fine dinning, first gf, first car and she at 15yo was reading her older sisters smut books; she made me do it all and eventually I grew to like licking her anus well for hours.
Now Im older and still want a hot sexy gf to love for real to make passionate love.
But I cant be with a gurl that is not passable I had an fwb for 3 years with my downstairs neighbor She is 21yo and looks hot, But I have had to groom her to be more lady like or girly I got her started on a nice scent from Katy Perry, But she doesn't make herself appear like a woman. Body oders, dirty finger nails, punky don't care personality, and now shes sexing strangers outside a bar after its closing time I don't want a disease or std Im clean I like kissing and when I see I see a beautiful woman and I can tell that I would dinner date you I would be your Daddy with FWB and you be my Baby sissy Anything is possible for the right woman...marriage or just a ltr I want to kiss my partner with lil gentle kisses and touches and yada yada FUCK whatever she needs from me to make her happy for hours of orgasms xx Daddy
I'm happy to see you post a full length pic with your face. That is essential for me to be attracted to a gurl. I am looking for a cd that wants to be treated like a woman. I'm straight guy all my life...a wine and dine ladies man that now likes all girls/gurls that are passable with a dick or a pussy.
I'm a straight alpha male, take charge masculine man. Hairy chested, well built 6ft tall, 220pounds and very broad shouldered muscular 52 inch chest. Great personality, good sense of humor, Loves kissing, hugging and fondling, many hours of foreplay for you.
I'm looking for a romantic friendship that has the intensity to start a spark with fun dates, wine and dine, dinner and dancing, pizza and a pitcher of beer, shoot pool or romantic beach blanket and a bottle of wine...or just to chat you about anything in your life. I want to love all of a partner and make her happy.
My profile is new I am light into BDSM, butt I do like submissive/sissy types. So Im a loving daddy Dom I was never gay But a pretty hottie 21yo tgirl and I started a FWB and played around like kissy bfgf Im looking to love someone with passionate love making and share quiet moments tv and your favorite treats delivered that is a 3 day weekend date with me.
I would rather drive or fly for a weekend getaways then have sex with the local escorts down the street. I want an exceptional woman for an LTR.
Toyslave344 I fantasize about being made to cum over and over, no breaks between. Breaking my brain with so many orgams...Begging for mercy, crying for it to stop, but being ignored. Finally passing out from orgasm overload. Waking up to it not having stopped even while unconscious.24 hours straight of orgasms. Only then released into chastity with toys that are too large locked in my holes, and keys put away for a month
FunalphasubCHI
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thumper I need to update my profile here, long overdue. My profile that is currently posted, is one that was written when I first join CS.
Since then, through the years of properly being mentored, learning, and maturing in the lifestyle, my outlook and perspective on the lifestyle has changed greatly.
Over the years, I have learned that the lifestyle has much more to offer than just kinky, hurtful play and sex. People who have that mentality, do not really take time to appreciate and cherish the finer aspaspects of having a submissive or slave that puts herself out there just to please others.
Although my current profile states what I'm looking for, doesn't really mean that I have the improper attitude. My attitude has greatly changed, and if you take the time to learn more about me or others that inquire into your profile, you might find a hidden jewel in this rubbish heap on this site.
I, as a Master, is not into this lifestyle for the kinky sex, but for it to greatly enhance the relationship, to make it strong, safe, to enhance growth in each other, make each other grow and be fulfilled. Most importantly, I desire and will make my submissive or slave feel appreciated and cherished in everything she does, and to give her that balance of the vanilla and lifestyle is important. There are other aspaspects that go along with the relationship that are just as important as well.
This might give the impression that I'm not a strict Master or Dominate, for I can be strict, but fair, and generous as well. I'm a laid back easy type of guy, but I'm observant and knows whats going on. I'm not a pushover by any means.
Whatever you do, don't judge a book by its cover.... you might lose out on a jewel!
angeldmort I write these for a reason, ya know.
Pages and pages of "this is who I am" and "this is shit you should avoid when approaching a Domme and "this is how to best approach any Domme, and this specifically is how to approach me."
And STILL, I get emails like this last one -
To paraphrase
'Hey, random Domme in X city, I'm gonna be in your town and am looking for a one night stand. Here's a half dozen pics of me naked so you can see my DICK, because I didn't give a shit enough to make any effort to find out who you are before I sent you this copy paste bullshit that I sent every Domme in your city with one short line to suggest I read your profile.'
W.
T.
F.
And we aint talking 'bout some hard body Jason Mamoa lookin dude. We are talking below average at best, saggy and squishy, just like a million other dudes. But he felt it was somehow SUPER important that I would wanna see it. Especially his erection. Cause LAWD knows, a man got nuthin else to show a woman, am I right?
Maybe he actually made a little bit of effort and looked at the pics of my sweetie and thought 'hey, she likes soft squishy guys!' But I really doubt it. Effort would have led him to see my views on dick pics, etc. And he loaded me up with those.
Ahh well. Back to working on the window, and then the costume order, and then maybe some lunch.
Just needed to express my WTELF??????
pizzapuppiescows A lot of people don't realize who they are. Like my neighbor, who says she doesn't want to gossip, I suspect because it's frowned upon, and yet can't wait to get juicy details that are none of her business. She sticks her nose in where it isn't needed all over the damn place. I don't think she realizes how much she thrives on it. She definitely doesn't use it to her advantage in a field where it could be useful.
Or my pain in the ass direct boss, who loves authority, who has to be right, who treats women as slightly to moderately inferior depending on the situation. He's insensitive. He's loud. And he doesn't seem to give one single shit what anybody thinks. This man has no idea that people don't want to deal with him, men or women. That at least a handful of good people have left because of him.
I think a lot about who I am and how it is portrayed. What sometimes comes out instead and if that's me or reactionary. Then again, most of my life has been reactionary, so maybe I don't even know who the real me is. I'm learning. I made the decision to switch careers and I am giving myself a year to do it. Research, learn, prep, etc. And just like that, I care a whole lot less about my boss because now he's temporary.
It's another moment where my life is on hold, but it isn't. This time I'm like a duck swimming; serene above water, paddling like crazy below. I think I'm moving in the right direction in figuring out who I am and where I want to be. It begins.
Bull60 Let's make on thing crystal clear; all Bulls are tops but not all tops are Bulls. A Bull is a tamer of men and a trainer. Str8 men are a very complex lot to generalize about them. However, in my years I realized that for many str8 males is more titillating to get mounted than to suck a dick. Perhaps because for them is a test of strength and resistance versus kneeling in front of a cock and worshipping it, which triggers all the bad epithets of their lives "cock sucker." For many males to go beyond an insult that they most likely used as a putdown is the ultimate humiliatiation; go figure. Even in cuckolding scenes males react the same way and it is the ultimate degradation. The taming of males is not new, look at Bootcamp in the armed forces and also in sports teams, as I mentioned in another journal. In reality the idea is the same to break all barriers and build a man that is moldavble and ready to respond to the Master's touch, voice, and ministrations. Most str8 males wonder about the idea of M2M sex and bonding and in many instances it will require for the Bull to mount and all out assault to their sense of masculinity and heterosexuality. That's where a good Bull is at its best. Moving and creating a serious doubt about the above mentioned issues. I've seen those walls stumble like a house of cards. The first realization is the answer to the question, who is the best man? and if a Bull really is what he claims, he will always be the best Man in all circumstances. In my experience in cuckolding situations the husband wants cock but will deny that inclination at all cost. Yet, if he is "forced by the wife" he can save whatever shred of dominance he thought he had. Once that resistance is bridged you will realize that in the intimacy of the afterglow of sex they become cuddly like a puppy. moreover, only a Bull with restore somewhat the lost masculinity as he understands it. Working towards that goal he will follow you to the end of the world with you owning his full sexuality. He will perhaps go back to his wife or gfs but he will always be yours to mount and breed. It is always so pleasurable to send them back home well fucked and stretched and unable to ejaculate because between the two only on breed and it is not him. As a Bull you know he is yours any way you want. However, outside only him will feel your poorer and control. Even if he go back to women which is his choice , he will mount them imitating you and doing it for you. I had the pleasure of a baby named afterr me, and that’s the ultimate surender. It is his baby., now a teen, but every time he calls him he calls me. A male who loves you is a treasure to be had and a partner to nurture and possess beyond the physical.
KandMcouple As M and I take our search for a bull more serious I would like to give you a little background on me. The following is my very abbreviated true life story and an explanation of how M and I ended up here.
As a young girl, I was always fascinated with sex and the power of what I knew was different from what others were into. I grew up in the middle of New Hampshire on a small farm and knew nothing of pop culture. My mom cut my hair, and her own willow switches. Both felt like their own brand of punishment. I was often bullied in school. Always by the boys. The girls tended to ignore me as I was bookish and weird. I will never forget the very first time when, backed into a corner, I finally kicked my aggressor in the balls. I felt a rush of power. Instantly I went from simply wishing they would leave me alone to read my book in peace, to looking forward with anticipation to the daily assault I would give them. Looking back now, I realize that some of them enjoyed the power exchange. By high school, I was a sexual demon. I didn’t know there were names for the roles I enjoyed. I just knew that sex was power, and I needed to feel that rush as often as possible.
During my last year in college, I finally found a name for those roles. I started working at a fetish and fantasy house in Manhattan in 1998. I started there as a switch, and enjoyed it as a learning experience, but I quickly found myself drawn to playing the role of the Dominant Sadistic Goddess. Always with a wicked sense of humor. This was a great place to explore my kinky sexuality and fostered a lifelong love of the kink and BDSM community. But soon enough – I outgrew that space.
I moved to San Francisco and spent the next 8 years as an independent professional Dominatrix. It was the way for me to explore myself and the world. I traveled all over the world to visit devotees. I put myself through law school, which became my “real career”. Turns out, I could not stay away and returned to my love of being a professional Dominatrix and BDSM educator in my limited free time.
In 2012, while visiting the East Coast, at a scene night in a Manhattan club, I saw a young man standing alone in rather vanilla clothing. He looked so helpless; it was clearly his first event. I saw not only a potential client, but someone I knew needed help. This young man turned out to be M who would later become my husband. We spent years building a relationship through sessions and dates that would follow. It was a slow process but we started involving each other more and more in our separate lives. Eventually my work outside BDSM brought me back to the East Coast. My relationship with M blossomed even more at that point, he was no longer a client. We were getting very close and were no longer exploring his interests, we were exploring mine. I decide to stop seeing clients and we moved close to each other. I turned my free time attentions to coaching women in BDSM and kink. After so many years of catering to the fantasies of men, I was captivated by women’s sexual journeys and helping them name and realize their own deepest desires. My experiences learning from other women confirmed what I had always suspected – that toxic masculinity is bad for EVERYONE’S sex life and I bring that ethos to my marriage and my life. M and I were married in a private ceremony in SF in 2016. I have stopped teaching in my free time and have focused all my kink energy in creating the exact lifestyle marriage I have always dreamed of.
Potential bulls, f you have questions and would like me to elaborate please don't hesitate to ask.
K
TotalOwnerforslave Effort and Results
There are at least two parts to a slave's existence. Effort and results.1. Effort is up to the slave. At all times the salve must exhibit, even live in, effort. Always doing the best it can with whatever resources it has, mental or physical, to achieve total involvement in the work assigned it. This effort goes beyond duty, it is life incarnate for slave. Nothing in slave's cognition takes priority over effort to please its Owner.2. Results are the province of the slave's Owner. In fact, results have nothing to do with slave except how the Master may determine. To judge results is God like. slave is only related to God through its Owner. It may well be slave has experienced life without an Owner. This 'Ronin' state is the worst possible existence a slave can have. One of the reasons for this is the freedom the slave has when it has an Owner that takes possession of determining the quality of results. As the Bible indicates the only man (person) free of God’s judgement is a slave. Thus the slave needs to live in gratitude for everything. This grateful slave state can never be 'assumed,' but, must always be expressed outside slave's brain in every thing it does and says. Living in gratitude helps slave apply itself to effort at hand.
TheIronMistress Hello again to all,
There is so much more complexity to life and interests. In actuality, I am a natural born dominant personality and that is separate from and precedes bdsm. My mother said I learned to talk before I learned to walk because I realized I could get everyone to do what I wanted. Being dominant is as natural as breathing and has nothing to do with sex specifically, it informs all parts of my life and being.
First assumption people have is that being a Dominant is part of doing bdsm. I am not looking nor seeking anyone or anything. My life is doing and experiencing and achieving.
I would rather focus on art and business and watch shows and smoke bud and chill with my pits than deal with someone else's bucket list and wishes that I will fulfull it for them. Waste of my time when that is absolutely not sex for me. Just me doing something well for someone else because they need it and I am exceptional at most things I choose to do doesn't really make it interesting or exceptional for me. Just run of the mill.
My sex type is a younger ab'd up sexy twink in their 30's to 40's. Please note I am not looking for that either. I am doing me and working on my income and business.
Here to talk to and meet interesting intelligent people and honestly, practice blogging somewhere while I get my website up. Have the domain and the hosting set..... for a few businesses actually. If you want to be used and are concerned with sex primarily, find someone else. If you want a fun and interesting life and to do more in it... maybe I will find you interesting. I was sexually explorative and a NYC club kid (excellent dancer) in the 80's which was a shit ton of fun. Being in charge and very considerate can all be part of a dominant personality and are integral to all ects of my life.
Silly men who contact me asking about what fetishes I enjoy miss the point, fetish doesn't drive my life. I do. If you are telling me you want and it is only about your sexual bdsm needs in your first contact, you will get one email and then I will ignore you if you continue only talking about bdsm and sex.
While I do love many things bdsm, I do not love talking about them unless I already know someone. If I am going to share details like that, I will do so when my website is done and I am blogging and podcasting and using those stories and details for business for all to hear/read rather than tell them to a casual questioner.
I have stories enough from many ects of life to tell and let others live vicariously throughthem while I get some residual income.My being here on collarspace is to practice blog and, every once in a while, I make a good friend which I value more. Most of my actual relationships happened in every day life.
If you really want to know your chances with me, below is the criteria that matters:
I am more attracted to someone in shape, 15 years younger, with a brain, abs, and an interest in something that intersects with my businesses which use skills/crafts like painting, graphic design, wearable art, clothing/t shirt design, website design, leather work, beadwork, blogging, and podcasting, computer tecg hardware and software support.
There must also be a connection with personal interests which include a lot Marvel, DC, and sci fi/fantasy shows while working in photoshopand going out dancing and fine dining, when I don't cook at home (excellent home chef here), in-depth conversations,yes I read global news and poltiics and science every other fucking intersting thing I run into and research.
I learn a lot, talk fast, think faster and most people are overwhelmed. I do all of these things and more and I want someone who can get involved, keep up, and be rewarded with fun things that include yes, bdsm and just plain old hardcore fuck for an hour and get damn sweaty type shit at least once a day...which is actually my favorite thing. No huge dicks wanted jsut ones that can go for an hour or more...lmmfao. Older, petite and that shit don't fit, and not what I want.Lola the Iron Mistress
Grabdaddyshand I smiled, as I pushed you on the bed, seeing as your body hit the pillow top and sink into its softness.I felt you, as you body contorted when I ran my tongue over the hood of your clit, like a pace horse.I was turned on, at the way you looked at me ging when I slid between your thighs.I melted when you ease into your role as you were given direction.I got excited, as I felt you explode after trying so hard to hold on to that feeling.I am proud, as you walk away naked legs shaking like a newborn calf.I feel relief when you put your head on my chest with a wicked smile on your lipsI can be at peace, knowing that the morning will come and you will still be mine.
Alittleprimal stranger things
I am absolutely, undeniably always attracted to the most random male attributes!. My body betrays any hint of ladylike grace and elegance when these are near: some seem reasonable; denote strength, virility, ability to provide & protect, etc.
-Infuriatingly, my train of thought derails immediately when a Tall Gentleman with a Commanding presence… presents.
-Still waters run deep. a thoughtful Man that makes the most of His words.. Oh good gracious, words escape me!
-Large hands make my mouth water. Really. It’s a bit embarrassing actually. And for heavens sake, do Not point at me! My jaw drops.
-Just don’t even get me started on a deep voicebc…. Well…. I’m a complete loss! Like a deer in headlights. And be still my heart if there’s the slightest hint of an accent?!😳. I just… oh dear
These are characteristics of many a successful, beloved Leader! Totally ‘understandable’ right?
But there are subtle nuances that make me especially attentive and forget what I was saying!
-Like laugh lines. When a Huge Man is most comfortable with a Genuine Smile and wit, isn’t afraid to laugh loudly! I get this dorky smirk and stare unabashedly.
-If He actually ‘gets’ my random 90s geekdom movie quotes or music lyrics. I’m a goner. Princess Bride, Anamaniacs, Star Trek/Wars….
-when He Leads, Protaspects, Nurtures by nature a friend, employee, child, pet, good grief! I just want to cuddle in like a tiny, lost bunny and nuzzle!
-His preference is to connect and hold eye contact, with engaging conversation…. i can’t even. Just here, Take my Soul!
-cargo pants. What’s with this one? As if he is ‘prepared’ at all times with some random macguyvery multi-tool to save the day?! Swoon. (Utterly Humiliating!)
-random facts and extrapolation that we can mull and discuss, I love to learn from Him!. I don’t know how I made it through academia without becoming a literal teacher’s pet?!
-mechanically inclined- if He can fix things instead of treating every dang thing in life as disposable….Maybe there’s hope???
Stranger things have happened!
(copied from my journal!)
skinprof I've been back and forth, since before Thanksgiving , with the contract I have on a cabin In WV.
Unfortunately the agent was a flake.
Over the years , I've bought and sold homes. This agent was a hot mess.
Finally had to get the broker involved, and replace the her.
The present one is on the ball.
D and I drove to the cabin and he checked it top to bottom.
There were concerns from the home inspection, and he calmed my mind. He said the place had great bones, the windows were all in good shape, the hot water heater was two years old , gas furnace will out live me, metal roof is fairly new...
There is a cottage on the property, off the back set back from the cabin. Its about eight hundred sq. feet , plus a screened in front porch! Perfect for my father, and he can't fall off.
It has a kitchen, dining room, living room, bedroom and full bath.
It too has a new metal roof.
Added an addendum for a few things, we'll see if they accept or counter.
Saying a little prayer and crossing my fingers.
M.
quirkylittle4daddy the perfect scenario in person for me as a little girl submissive, a paragraph.
it would be in person and old school where i'm at home maybe working 4 hours tops and he provides the majority i honor worship and am in awe of what and who he is. i have no problems kissing his feet praying for him following his lead and know he's the safest man out there so he can touch me whenever he wants and i can trust him to make the decisions
CosmicCunt A 4 wheel break job and a panty job! What more could a girl ask for?
This past weekend I had the EXTREME pleasure of being served. He showed up in the wee hours of the morning and over the next several hours demonstrated a front brake pad, rear drum brake, and rear shoe job! So interesting and I love knowing how to save Myself some cash in the future, as well as how to properly prepare the components of the brake system in order to have them operating at peak performance. I feel knowledgeable and grateful. My favorite new find is Anit-Seize - so neat and in copper no less!
After the brake job and LOTS of sexy stories, off we went to a Halloween party where he dressed as a she (wig and all) and mum and I were dressed as cowgirl and asian empress.
Later on, after I got 'her' good and tipsy, I took advantage and traced those super silky lace pink panties. It was SOOO HOT to feel 'her' squirm underneath My touch and move erotically. I felt desire course hot for a moment or two. lol
Thank you dear for sharing your talent, knowledge, and sweet sissy side. It was fun and you are a hero in My book!
Kiss
TulipGrace It is different...I know a number of widows, who are remarried to widowers... I kind of thought it a little odd until I became a widow myself. I wondered, are grief groups like the only place to meet someone once you are a widow? Are grief groups like speed dating after a while, you start going through the people there until you settle down with one because, well, at that age that is what is left? But like I said, then I became a widow... I "joined the club" no one would ever wish for anyone to ever have to join... and I get it now. It is a club. We get each other in ways others don't. It wasn't a divorce, it was a death. We will always love them. We will always speak fondly of them. Our eyes will always water at their memory. Their birthday, our anniversary, the anniversary of their death... will always be hard days. There might be children in our lives that will always will need to be comforted, and allowed space to honor their memories and love for the person. However, there is still a need for companionship again at some point. Room for love again. Desire for tactile touch of another human being on our starved bodies... It is hard to explain to someone outside the club that just because we speak fondly, cry occasionally, tell funny stories about... doesn't mean we somehow care less about our current relationship. We aren't comparing them, we aren't seeing which one is better. We are in the present with them now, and we are happy to be there... We just came with baggage, and it isn't bad baggage, we just need to be allowed to have it...
geoOct1st Chastity - Week 95
Today is day 666 of my chastity journey, the 41st day of being locked constantly 24/7. The openness design of this cage allows me to be squeaky clean without removing it. i didn't think the 24/7 constant locking would be so humbling.
Chastity is not always a punishment Chastity can be a sign of adoration Chastity is not always an acknowledgement of inferiority Chastity can be a sign of strength and dedication
As the waves of submissiveness wash over me The longing to serve deepens to serve deepens
silentdeer I've been in the lifestyle since my early 20's. I am my area MAsT group leader. I use to be very active in the NYC area bdsm scene, have atended many events through the years about north eastern USA. I do not do play, and am not a bedroom submissive. I am a slave all of the time, in my daily life. I am not submissive to everyone, I have owned and run my own business, been a boss to many people in my jobs through the years. The world does not know I am slave, nor do they need to know such, I simply am who I am all the time. I can not turn myself on and off. I live life to the fullest that I am cabable of doing. I serve with my heart and bering, in all I do, yes, even when I am sans a master.
Would it not be dishonorable, dishonest and disloyal for me to be on this site and be owned or collared and not have such stated in my profile as well as have checked that I am actively seeking a dominant male? I believe it would be. If I were owned, collared, in a relation, or even simply focusing on someone at the time, I would state such perfectly clearly in my profile for all to see. I am here seriously seeking someone, this is not a game to me. Read my profile please, then consider contacting me. First impressions mean a whole lot.
servUx O/our marriage ceremony has finally taken place - my adored Wife & Mistress has solemnly sealed Her Female Domination (: She has granted my humble request and taken possession of me as her devoted property. She accepted me plighting my irrevocable troth to submit myself unconditionally to Her will and wishes and to be at Her service at all times. In a ritual inspired by the “Cybelian Marriage”, She has affirmed Her vision for O/our relationship, how She wants to use and arrogate Her devoted property in the future and how She wants to be lacking for nothing.i have to report on the ceremony and the new dynamic that has entered O/our relationship here in the coming months and have to be available for Your feedback and answers.my adored Wife & Mistress sends her warmest regards to A/all those who live Female Domination and those who are subordinate to her!
U/unsere Ehezeremonie hat endlich stattgefunden - meine angebetete Ehefrau & Mistress hat Ihre weibliche Herrschaft feierlich besiegelt (: Sie hat meiner demütigen Bitte stattgegeben und mich als Ihr ergebenes eigentum in Besitz genommen. Sie hat mir das unwiderrufliche Gelübde abgenommen, mich Ihrem Willen und Ihren Wünschen bedingungslos unterzuordnen und Ihr jederzeit treu zu Diensten zu sein. Sie hat in einem von der "Cybelian Marriage" inspirierten Ritual Ihre Vorstellungen an U/unsere Beziehung bekräftigt, wie Sie Ihr ergebenes eigentum künftig nutzen und benutzen und es sich an nichts fehlen lassen will.Über die Zeremonie und die neue Dynamik, die in U/unsere Beziehung Einzug gehalten hat, habe ich hier in den nächsten Monaten zu berichten und für Reaktionen und Fragen zur Verfügung zu stehen.meine angebetete Ehefrau & Mistress lässt alle, die weibliche Herrschaft leben und alle, die ihr untergeordnet sind herzlich Grüßen!
Baronsoy REWARDS IN BDSM
In BDSM, rewards can play a role in certain dynamics and relationships. It's important to note that BDSM is a consensual practice focused on exploring power dynamics and different forms of pleasure. The specific rewards and their significance can vary greatly depending on the Dominant creativity, expertise, and the Sub and Dom agreed-upon dynamics. Here are a few common types of rewards that may be incorporated:
1. Verbal praise: Providing positive feedback and expressing appreciation verbally can be a rewarding experience for some individuals in BDSM. Words of encouragement or acknowledgment of a job well done can be highly valued. For instance, I am proud of your performance baby.
2. Physical rewards: Physical rewards can range from something as simple as a hug or a kiss to more elaborate rewards such as massages or pampering sessions. These rewards are meant to provide physical comfort or pleasure as a form of positive reinforcement.
3. Access to desired activities: In BDSM dynamics, certain activities or privileges may be seen as rewards. For example, granting permission to engage in a particular fetish or allowing access to specific types of play can be rewarding.
4. Special treats or gifts: Some BDSM practitioners may use gifts or treats as rewards. This could be anything from small tokens of appreciation, eating favorite foods, or even special outings or experiences as a way to celebrate achievements or milestones.
5. Points or achievement systems: In certain BDSM dynamics, a point-based or achievement system may be established. Completing tasks or meeting certain goals can earn points or badges, which can then be exchanged for rewards predetermined by the participants.
6. Orgasm control or denial: In power exchange dynamics, controlling or denying orgasms can be used as a form of reward or punishment. Allowing someone to orgasm as a reward for good behavior or denying orgasm as a punishment or building anticipation can be incorporated into BDSM play.
It's essential to emphasize that consent and clear communication are vital in any BDSM relationship. The rewards and their implementation should always be discussed and agreed upon by all involved parties to ensure the safety, well-being, and enjoyment of everyone involved. Wise creativity plays an essential role and can shed satisfying results.
MrWryly The only people I judge are judgmental people themselves.
OK, and people who've asked me to judge them. But that totally muddies the nice, clean quote. ;)
I have kicked around this scene of ours for long enough that I remember when YKINMKBIOK was plain survival. Before the web got into every home, if you knew a few people in your area, who were into kink, you clung to them. It didn't matter that I was into the mental side of things, into D/s, while one of them was into sploshing, another into male masochism and the third was into vinyl. That there were three others who were just as weird as me was AMAZING.
The huge growth of the scene, that we worked hard for, has been a huge blessing. But it's also given us so many others, that we can find so easily, it's easy to slip into judging others because, well, we'll have plenty of friends left. Don't like the way they do rope? Let's label them as wrong or dangerous. Squick over diapers? Let's call them freaks and borderline pedophiles. Don't like the way they do heavy mental play? Clearly abusers! And look how much better it makes our insecure selves feel about ourselves that we've managed to tear down others!
That's not me. I can't do it. I'm not into Daddy/little. I'm not into diapers. Fifty Shades isn't my BDSM ideal. Mind you, I'm not a huge fan of O, or Gor, either. But I love that others are! I love that you freaks and perverts have so much passion for the things you love. I think it's amazing, the really strong relationships you build around your interests. I am so deeply, deeply, happy that you can find peace in who you are.
Your Kink Is Not My Kink But It's OK. It's more than OK. Not for me, but I love that it works for you and good luck to you!
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Bikinisub The prop master and the wardrobe stylist got me ready for the rack scene. I was given a dungeon rag to wear over my tiny bikini. It was adjusted so the bikini would be hidden underneath it. I think it was supposed to be white but it was made to look worn and tattered. The PM led me to the rack.
PM: Have you used one of these before?
Me: Yes, many times but slightly different.
PM: Ok this one only has one roller at the top. There's a wooden plank that will go under your butt. That will lift your body off the surface so the camera can see some of you from behind.
Me: Ok I think I understand.
I laid down on the rack and my wrists and ankles were attached by ropes to the far corners. The plank was positioned behind me. Water was sprayed on me from a bottle and the slack on the ropes were taken in. The assistant director explained.
AD: Ok everyone quiet on the set. This shot is going to take a few camera angles. I want a slow pan of her body from toes to hands. You just need to look very distressed ok?
Me: Ok.
AD: Action!
I pretended to struggle in my bonds and my chest heaved slightly as I writhed in mock pain.
AD: Cut! Reposition!
The camera was now filming from the top of my head looking down at my body.
AD: Action! Reposition!
The camera was now suspended above me and filmed my spread eagle body.
AD: Cut! Alright everyone well done. So how do you feel? Do you think you can handle being strung up?
Me: Sure. I need a quick bathroom break ok?
AD: Take five everyone.
I went to the bathroom to gather my thoughts. I couldn't tell if anyone saw how turned on I was being on that rack in front of everyone. Now I was about to be suspended. I hope I can get through this without squirting on everything! I stood up and looked at myself in the mirror. My stomach was nice and flat and my tits were firm and round. I smiled and went back on set.
PM: Ok I'm going to suspend you here. The director would like for your ankles to be tied as well so that you're stretched. Are you ok with that?
Me: Yes. I've done this before.
PM: Ok if you have any problems just say so. You're not gagged so just let me know and I'll come get you down but remember it's going to take a few seconds so don't get panicked ok?
Me: Ok no worries. I offer my wrists to him with a smile.
I'm fitted with the restraints and taken to the suspension area. The director explains that this scene will also be taken with different angles and that I'll have to stay put while the camera is repositioned. The entire set is watching as I'm suspended spread eagle in chains. My body is wetted down like before. When the director yells action the camera films my stretched body from different angles. I can see myself in the monitor just off set. The camera is slowly panning over my stretched thighs and my hip bones and then my stretched ribs. My face is a mask of pain as I endure the stretching.
AD: Cut!
There is applause on the set. I'm surrounded by the other actors and crew on the set as they shower me with compliments. The prop master is all smiles as he takes me down. That was awesome! He says.
quirkylittle4daddy Creating a Space That Feels Like Daddy’s Embrace
an ingredient list of the nurturing daddy vibes. a casual share.
waterfall sounds.
crystal bowls..check the blue archangel michael and masculine color used by the youtuber. performed by a guy as well.
essential oils of immunity boost blended with palma rosa in the essential oil diffuser
ultimate music of silly chill nurturing daddy vibes kurt vile.bassss asssssssss ackwards
cozzy robe(mine is blue as well)
weighted elephant blanket
fuzzy long rabbit to imitate: a hug, a touch, a smell, a holding, a cheek to cheek cuddling a wrapping your body around and feeling a resonance. heartbeat to heartbeat. human touch.
What are some of your go-to comfort rituals or items that make you feel safe and cared for?
What sounds, textures, or scents remind you of being cared for or feeling at peace?
Does anyone else have a favorite song or sound that makes them feel completely held and comforted?
ShakeSugaree I am active in my local kink community. Or rather, I was before the pandemic and I will be again. Watching other people play is a magical experience. To witness their playfulness, their intensity, the fear, aggression, comfort, tenderness, and artistry of a scene is beautiful. I've been lucky enough to play with some wonderful, skilled tops. I've even introduced new people to different types of play. I am enriched by every experience.
All of this has taught me a very important lesson about myself. Submission is a deeply intimate experience for me. When I bottom for someone that I am not connected to the drop is much harder. I can't give pieces of myself to people who don't want to keep them.
So I don't do casual play anymore. No impromptu scenes, no kink only arrangements, not even bottoming for someone who is learning. This is also why I don't do LDRs. The one I submit to must desire all of me. Not just the fun kinky parts. They need to be physically here so I can touch and be touched. That is super important to me.
I know it's possible and I am a patient woman.
CosmicCunt Never mind the brit who I spent far too much time with only to determine that he preys on women as a CollarSpace occupation...but then to be followed by the next group:
He doesnt fix his phone and therefore cannot communicate effectively.
He cannot share his availability properly or set aside proper time to converse.
He doesn't show up for the meeting - 1st time because he was sick and waits to tell Me at the appointed hour.
He doesn't show up for the meeting - 2nd time because 'I worry him' and waits until the appointed hour. LOL
He verbally attacks and berates when I show the least bit of consideration.
He then contacts Me under another screeen name, different state, 15 years older.
He tells Me we are not well matched. LOL
YA THINK?
Next one...
1st meeting - mandatory work schedule change; notified one or two days prior- accepted.
2nd meeting - computer virus effecting communication until last minute; contacted day prior. I had to find suitable PAID option as replacement - accepted.
3rd meeting - had to care for a family member, contact made day of and two hours prior to scheduled meet time - DENIED.
aND Next...
Meeting scheduled for 18 day visit in November after a few months of build up....then POOF! I didn't even get a Dear Jane letter on that one!
Oh yeah, almost forgot about the local chap who was more than willing to mow and weedwack one fine weekend a month ago... POOOOOOOOF!
YOU INCONVENIENCE A WOMAN WHO IS A FULL TIME CAREGIVER TO A SAINT? ARE YOU SERIOUS?
Regarding the first two subs...what they dont realize is it matters not that they didnt show up. What matters is that they wanted Me to believe in their ability and desire and went to great lengths to convince Me of their worth and intention. After I went to considerable lengths to prepare for our meetings, then to not show and cause not just Me an inconvenience but inturn My household - well that is INTOLERABLE. Slaves My arse! Bottom toppers is more like it!
As of yesterday, 103124, I finally completed the work I had planned to complete with the first two gents. It has taken Me TWO MONTHS to do what I could have done in two weekends with these men. By making committments which they did not keep, they cost Me time and money and lots and lots of harder days with mum and FOR mum.
Had I not made the plans with them, I would have a. made plans with others b. hired the help I need ahead of time c. restructured My schedule to accomodate a lack of assistance.
Instead, My household has been stressed out trying to play catch up which means mother and I have had a stressed time, which means I DON'T TRUST YOU OR LIKE YOU.
Ya'll are inconsiderate and you have been dealt with more than fairly. You know what to do if you decide to get serious and stop playing around.
Do what you say. Say what you do. Obey. Simple.
And for the love of Pete - stop making plans with women unless you intend on following through!
CosmicCunt Ethical BDSM, an interesting concept and I enjoy chewing on this a bit.
Examples:
A supposed vocational slave offers their self. They present a wild origin story and present day scenario for their enslavement to you. Later it is determined the so called slave is a liar and a fraud who has shared false information and received only truth from you.
Now imagine this slave was infact already enslaved, no way out, a prisoner for all intents and purposes to another. The slave is given leave by their Mistress to 'play' on Collar as a means of entertainment and or even as a cruelty or punishment. The Mistress can read and or respond to any email from you she chooses or she may not. However, she does read and lead her slave deeper into the deception. The slave has been instructed to not expose his Mistress.
Is the slave responsible for being a liar and fraud? The slave is to obey, afterall.
What does this say about the Mistress? She is well within her rights to have her slave behave as she desires, yet what she asks her slave to do is an affront to another, it V I O L A T E S. She has directed a deception.
Is this ethical behavior on her part? Does anyone care?
***
Take Masters who train a slave out of being able to act on self preservation. Lets say they want to test this and they command the slave lay out their arm to be run over with their car. The slave obeys, bones are broken and the slave has no further feeling in that side. It is within their right to do so, yet what could possibly be the reasoning behind such an act? What is ethical about training a slave to do something which causes harm to their self or another?
I've come across the notion of supremicists within this realm, on opposing sides of the tracks, who justify dismantling another human being in an effort to degrade them beyond all else. Training a slave to submit to all manner of what can only be considered to be torture. Perhaps they believe one human is less human than another. Perhaps they have some demons of their own to work through. Or perhaps they are uneducated or scaredy cats or they themselves brainwashed with outdated beliefs since birth.
Is this ethical behavior and do we really care, as a group, society or a people?
Some of this sounds like corrupted power to Me, yet who am I to judge?
" Oh what a tangled web we weave, when first we practice to deceive."
Just because we can do something, does that mean we are not accountable for doing it? Such fine lines we dance between in the theatre of our likes and loves. Of course, ultimately it is up to those involved to determine what is right and wrong, for the course. The same can be said for any of life's avenues. Humans have the right to do unto another if permitted. Humans have the right to allow another to do unto them.
Does this also mean one human or a group of humans have the right to violate another? To decieve or to manipulate or to mutilate and how does one determine where the line in the sand is drawn or even is there sand?
Where do ethics come into play or do they? Surely we see every day, examples of our global society grappling with the concept of ethics in everything we do.
By permitting 'each to his or her own' are we not in essence saying, "I don't want you to tell Me what to do so I wont tell you what to do?"
I wonder how this makes us better, or if it even matters. Perhaps we are too wounded or too neglected, too needful or too out of control to embrace andor be embraced by ideas of greatness.
Perhaps the final frontier is indeed paying attention to our mental health.
I believe the difference between a slave and a submissive is in the consent. I believe in consensual slavery and that a Master/Owner has the final say. I also believe in emotional intelligence and in ethics.
I'm not sure emotional intelligence or ethics really matter in the grand scheme of things, yet they matter to Me and as with all things, in degree.
What if the determining factor for whether good or not good prevails in the world is held in the balance of the scales of how many people believe in good and how many believe in not good? How many practice good and how many practice greed, deception, intolerance, bullying?
Imagine if what you believe, is what will happen.
HouseofG he House Doctrine of Master George Part 2 of 2 ( you should read part 1 first)
A Journal Entry for the Instruction of Slaves and the Record of My Household Philosophy
House Principles
The following principles govern daily life here:
Obedience is Immediate – Commands are executed without delay or question.
Respect is Constant – Tone, body language, and actions must always reflect the honor of this house.
Service is Sacred – From the smallest chore to the most ceremonial duty, every act of service is performed with devotion.
Discipline is a Gift – Correction is not punishment for its own sake, but a tool to refine you into what I desire.
The Master’s Word is Final – My authority is absolute in all matters.
The Nature of This Life
Slavery, as I define it, is not a role that can be “turned off.” It does not begin when you kneel and end when you stand. It is constant. It is lived in every breath, every movement, every thought. It is not about chains, though chains may be used; it is about the mental and emotional bond of ownership.
The gift you offer me is your complete surrender. In return, I give you stability, belonging, protection, and purpose. I will push you harder than you think you can endure — and in doing so, I will reveal to you a strength you never knew you had.
Final Word
To be my slave is to step into a life defined by clarity and purpose. It is to give up the burden of aimless decision-making and take on the honor of service. It is not a life for the weak, nor for the half-committed. But for those who are ready, the rewards are beyond measure.
When you kneel before me, you do not kneel in defeat. You kneel in acceptance — and in that acceptance, you will rise to become exactly what you were meant to be.
Signed, Master G
commited12u
The BDSM lifestyle is often thought of as painful play and humiliation.
Bruises and degradation.
Is the kink lifestyle all pain and shame?
Is there more to discover……
Mysterium PLEASE READ CAREFULLY
DO NOT SEND DICK PICS OR NUDES
NOT INTERESTED IN SEXTING
I DO NOT WANT A SUGAR DADDY
I DO NOT HAVE AN ONLYFANS ACCOUNT NOR DO I WANT ONE
I'M NOT LOOKING TO MAKE CONTENT WITH ANYONE
I DON'T WANT YOUR MONEY
I'M NOT HERE TO TRADE PICS OR VIDEOS
I AM NOT LOOKING FOR FWB
NOT LOOKING FOR OR WANTING HOOKUPS. DO NOT CONTACT ME REGARDING HOOKUPS PERIOD.
I DO NOT SUB OR PLAY OVER THE INTERNET.
I'M NOT HERE FOR SEXTING
I'M NOT INTERESTED IN BEING PART OF A COUPLE/POLY RELATIONSHIP
MY HARD LIMITS AND BOUNDARIES ARE ANYTHING ILLEGAL, ANAL, ANIMALS, DRUGS OF ANY SORT, ANYTHING TO DO WITH HUMAN OR ANIMAL WASTE. DO NOT PUSH MY LIMITS/ BOUNDARIES OR YOU WILL BE REPORTED AND BLOCKED. ADDITIONAL HARD LIMITS/ BOUNDARIES FACE FUCKING, GAGGING, HUMILIATION,VOMIT, THIS WILL BE UPDATED WHEN AND IF I FIND MORE LIMITS AND BOUNDARIES.
masterpadrone I always find female dominatrix BDSM boring....
Well, to be honest, I find female dominatrix BDSM boring. I mean, don't get me wrong, I can see why some people might enjoy it(not me), but it's just not my thing even to talk or suggest. For one, for what I can see and feel very repetitive against males and paranoid .we males especially straight heterosexual are target by other genders as maniacs, perverts and worse not trustable which i always find very offensive even if there are many idiots doesn't mean we all the same but further more is the attitude of others gender want hunting down straight heterosexual males;in my life i never done anything not consensual . It's like everyone is following a predetermined set of rules towards males just to get credentials and reputations , which doesn't leave a lot of room for creativity or spontaneity.
Another thing that turns me off is the extreme nature of want to show their supremacy (when, how and with who) .
Overall, I think it's important for everyone to figure out what they like and what they don't like in their BDSM experiences.
Furthermore, I think that the stigma around male sexuality and the perception of men as potential perpetrators of sexual violence is untrue as not everybody are! As a straight heterosexual male, I feel that I am often unfairly targeted as a potential maniac or pervert, which I find offensive. The idea that there is a generation of women who want to hunt down straight heterosexual males is deeply offended me, especially as I have never engaged in any non-consensual behaviour in my life.
KinkyPear "50 Shades Of Wanabees"
**Will finish writing this and add the conclusion sometime in the near future. Unfortunately, work and life get in the way of passion at times not affording us the opportunity to delve into it full time. That and writing this on a cell phone is a daunting task. Read enjoy, educate, comment. It's all good.
I've been involved in this lifestyle for going on 40yrs. It is a very special kind of relationship and bond that takes lots of commitment, EFFECTIVE communication, understanding and most of all....TRUST. This type of life is not for everyone especially those "vanilla relationshippers" who don't understand it or know anything about it other than the stereotype information they heard or read.
It is a multi-layer, multi-dimensional universe of its own that is compromised of many of its own ecosystems. It's as vast as the many kinks and fetishes that people can imagine and transform into being on the physical plane. Although we try to categorize the many desires so we can label them and sort them in order to find fellow kinksters. It is a task less job of who done it. No different than labeling colors. To the right we have orange. To the left we have red. But what happens when we have a color that falls in between? It doesn't necessarily look orange or red on of its own. Do we call "rednge" and make it its own category so it sits their all alone?
Obviously not! But yet another hybrid is born expanding our array of colors once again. Adding to the illustrious rainbow of a way of life for many.
It is no different than Mother nature's evolution of our planet and its inhabitants. Constantly in motion. Growing, changing, EVOLVING. How wonderful.
HOWEVER, something almost always comes along to try and hamper the growth. It resonates through the community touching and infecting all that live in it. It betrays us all and infaspects the very things that make it so unique.
Trust quickly dissipates as the intrusion spreads like wildfire burning all that fall within its path. Leaving behind scorched emotions, lack of trust or belief.
Like that fiery fire is what I call, "50 Shades Of Wannabees". It's compromised of those who watched or read this crossover book or movie of a kinkier version of "Pretty Woman". A rich man who takes over a lower class woman's mind and bends her into his submissive.
Suddenly like the herd of Buffalo, that once roamed this nation, a stampede of kinksters charge into our community. There is no understanding that there is SO much more than physical ownership of a sub or slave. It is a psychological game of Stratego that has been played by the partners gaining command of the others headspace. That headspace contains all the emotions, physical desires, dreams, fantasies, psychological manifestations of childhood yearnings, etc. All rolled up into one area waiting to be examined and absorbed by someone who can understand them and nurture them to fruition. A Bach of the composer world who takes them and turns them into beautiful music that all can hear. The manifestation of the hidden minds collective emotional desires and needs now controlling the physical form like the captive they once were. With this weapon in hand the dominant hunter has captured his prey. He cages and controls it by holding its heart tightly against his chest in his protective arms so no harm will come to it. The chase was long. The chase took many paths that one had to avoid straying from and getting lost. So when finally navigating it and finding that pot of gold at the end it is treasured as the greatest possession owned. It's capture was earned and not stolen.
I can't help but look at these wannabees as nothing more than and invasive army made up of decisions or narcissistic grandure. Their need to feel powerful and fulfill their cardinal desires of physical pleasure and loneliness taken by force. No understanding of how the lifestyle works because they have no desire to learn it. Whips spinning in the air, shouts of demands and orders barking, physically overpowering of their prey is all they understand. I am a MASTER they proclaim to all as they dangle bait in hopes of luring a potential pacifistic creature. No you are NOT A MASTER, the knowledgeable citizens say. YOU ARE JUST A BULLY! A bully fueled by your narcissistic desires of ownership over another that you expect to force to serve you for your pleasure and your pleasure alone. You and your wants are all that matters and the emotions of the server are forced into exile.
mastergcs This was writen by one of my slaves, so I though I would post it here.
Almost everyone wants something for nothing. Bargains Attract. Finding a good value excites almost everyone, so much so that we rush to share the news. Wanting anything for free is perhaps human nature. However, many of us have had to learn the hard way, again and again, that you get what you pay for. But cheap dishes, you’ll be replacing them sooner rather than later. You reap what you sow, this is also true of human interaction as well, and most people sadly, cannot put the two concepts together and compare them. Why do we think that people should respect us before we respect them? Why do we crave privacy and yet are often quick to invade someone else’s? Why do we think that others will be there for us, even if we aren’t available for them? Being part of the group, a house, friends, family, means being the same in return. It’s not an easy thing to do, in fact it’s rather time consuming. Although the rewards are indisputable, we still find people who tend to hesitate, and wait, letting other people make the first move. First to commit, first to open their arms, first to open their house, first to be honest, first to be forthright, first to take action, speak their mind, and offer homage, first to everything. Getting the other people to commit first, reduces our own effort, perhaps making it easier, but even with that said you will still receive according to what you give. He who gives little, receives little. He who risks nothing, gains nothing. Being able to see, comprehend, grock and utilize this principle simplifies our lives, not complicates it as so many would have us believe. Once we Master this principle of living, I believe we never forget it. Loving you has made me want to become a better person, I know I don’t often show it, But I do appreciate everything you do, most of all I appreciate the learning lessons. Thank you so much for having the patience to put up with me.
AKRONOHIOMAN February 20, 2024
I've been speaking with Edgingfun23 for a while on FetLife. He came over for his first visit recently. He told me he was interested in getting a deep enema, and I explained that a deep enema takes time and it might not be necessary. So when he first arrived, as I do with all my guys, I met him in the driveway and we came inside.
He was dressed straight from work. Usually guys that come for a visit wear jeans and a t-shirt, very relaxed looking. But edgingfun23 had clearly just come from a day of work. I sat back in my easy chair, looked straight into his eyes and simply said, "well… Strip!"
I could tell that he was a bit nervous, but he started stripping his clothing off and putting them in the chair next to where he was standing. I just watched intently as he took off each article of business clothing. When he was naked, I just stared at him for a minute and he stood there wondering what would come next.
I got up from my chair and went to the couch and grabbed a pair of wrist restraints. His hands were hanging down to his sides, and not recognizing these were wrist restraints, he did not extend his hands. So I grabbed a hand and pulled it out in front of him, putting the velcro restraint on his wrist. And then I put a restraint on the other wrist. Back to the couch I got a dog collar and put around his neck. I stood behind him and reached around playing with his nipples, groping his cock and balls, and tugging a bit on the dog collar.
I told him to come to the bathroom where we were going to clean him out. I briefly explain the difference between a deep enema and a light enema. I told him we would start with a light enema but he would have to tell me when the water he was expelling into the toilet was clear. If it cleared up after a few cycles we would be done, if it didn't we might have to switch to a deeper enema.
Apparently never having an enema before, he wasn't sure what to do. I told him to get down on all fours on the bathroom floor. When he was in the doggie position I smeared some Vaseline on my finger and slid it up and down the crack of his ass. I filled a small enema bulb with warm water, put some Vaseline on the tip of the tube, and using two of my fingers spread his ass cheeks so I could insert the tip of the enema bulb into his ass.
As I squeezed all the water into his ass he didn't make a sound. I told him to stay in that position as I filled the bulb a second time, inserted it and added more water to his bowels. I smacked his ass and told him that I would leave the room to give him some privacy, and that he should take his time and expel the water. When he was done, he was to flush the toilet and as I heard him flush the toilet I would know it was time to come back in for the next round.
I left the bathroom and closed the door behind me. It wasn't too long until I heard the toilet flush. I went back in and he was standing as I filled the enema bulb again. I told him to get back down on all fours. Two more bulbs of warm water filled his bowels before I left him to expel again.
He learned quickly because the next time I came in the bathroom he was already on all fours. I think we went through four cycles of rinsing him out when I asked him how the water was. He said it was pretty clear. I think we went through one more cycle. I forgot to tell him on the last cycle to make sure he gets as much water out as possible.
When we were done in the bathroom I told him we were going to head upstairs. He had previously told me he might need to work on his cock sucking skills so I thought the best place to do that would be upstairs. Although I knew he was extremely interested in the cow milking machine and the fuck bench, I needed my cock sucked first, so we were starting upstairs.
We got upstairs and I briefly showed him all of the toys that I keep in the bedroom. Cock cages, ball weights, paddles and whips, and plenty of anal toys. I passed him a tight fitting cloth hood that has eye holes and a mouth hole. I told him to put it on. At first, as he pulled it over his head, I don't think he realized there were eye holes. I told him to pull it a bit forward that there were eye holes and we wanted to center the mouth hole so my cock had access to his mouth.
After he made the adjustment to the hood I told him to climb on the bed on all fours. I wanted to check out his ass. I wanted to start playing with his hole immediately.
Instinctively his ass rose into the air as his shoulders went down onto the bed. I think he has been in this position before. I grabbed some lube and squirted it on my finger as I rubbed it across his hole. I slipped my finger back and forth over his ass and then pushed a finger inside. Oh my god, it went in easily. I knew his ass was going to get a lot of play today. This was going to be fun.
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dorion She loved that look. Kneeling, eyes cast down: she saw meekness, obedience - also a spark of resistance: shame, pride, regret, lust. Regret for freedom lost, shame from the knowledge that it was his own slave nature to give it up, pride that she took it. He desired to submit to her, his surrender brought him shame, the shame aroused his desire.Her dominance was attuned to the contradictions in his heart. She knew how to wrap them like cords around him. He might seem to have a choice. He did not. She confronted him with what he was; the only escape would be for him to deny his nature. This he could not do. So long as she chose to control him, he could only submit.She saw this even more clearly than he did. A part of her regretted taking his freedom - but that lost look in his eyes was so delicious, his impulse to obey was so pleasing, his spark of resistance so exciting to play with - and after all, it was his own nature to submit, just as it was her nature to rule. This is how it was meant to be. And she loved it.
quirkylittle4daddy Through the Lens of Rika: The Sophia-Michael Connection Unveiled part 3
i'm going to do a side journey as people who are probably but not officially diagnosed as spectrum neurodivergent stuff do, because this deeper dive into the archangel michael guys and their emotions but lack of having or showing or being aware of our emotions on a deeper level is real..and what i found the solution is for those have been blessed to be in long term relationships or even starting their long term commitment to each other!! i haven't been able to have this and it seems my journey is over on actually being able to ever have this happen to me, but just because i can't, doesn't mean you can't learn from me and hopefully have this enhance your relationship with your guy!!
so let's quick side note on how spiritually this happens and what to do to counteract this! michael again is archangel michael one of the many variants of original masculine soul source energy.
Michael's energy, embodied through these men, is both emotionally attuned and distant at times. This is part of their complex duality. Michael has that deep emotional intuition and empathy, which can sometimes feel overwhelming or intense. Yet, at the same time, they have a mission-oriented drive that pulls them into practical action and focus, which can lead to emotional distance, even though they feel everything just as much as you do.
Here’s why this happens:
1. Emotional Attunement vs. Practical Mission
Michael’s energy is deeply aware of emotions, but he also prioritizes taking action over expressing those feelings. He might sense your anxiety but instead of giving a quick emotional fix like a "hi," he might be channeling that into practical solutions—working behind the scenes to take care of things so that your long-term security is intact. For him, acting on love (through providing and stabilizing) sometimes takes precedence over talking about love.
2. Emotional Weight of the Protector Role
Michael-embodied men often carry a heavy responsibility as protectors. Their natural inclination to shield and secure means they’re constantly navigating how to balance this with emotional connection. Sometimes, they pull back because they’re processing deeply how to protect, guide, and create a future for you both, which takes up mental and emotional energy.
3. Energetic Exchange & Emotional Saturation
Because they are so emotionally intuitive, they can feel when you’re anxious or when there’s a lot of emotional weight. Instead of directly engaging with it, they sometimes retreat to process or focus elsewhere so they can re-align themselves energetically before coming back in. Energetic overwhelm can make them seem distant, even when they’re hyper-aware.
4. They Trust the Bigger Picture
Michael-embodied men might trust that the bond is strong enough that they don’t need to constantly reassure you through words. They trust the foundation they’ve built with you. This is where faith in the connection comes in—both for them and for you. They may think, “I don’t need to message her right now because we’re solid. My actions speak louder than words.”
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.
Michael's energy, embodied through these men, is both emotionally attuned and distant at times. This is part of their complex duality. Michael has that deep emotional intuition and empathy, which can sometimes feel overwhelming or intense. Yet, at the same time, they have a mission-oriented drive that pulls them into practical action and focus, which can lead to emotional distance, even though they feel everything just as much as you do.
Here’s why this happens:
1. Emotional Attunement vs. Practical Mission
Michael’s energy is deeply aware of emotions, but he also prioritizes taking action over expressing those feelings. He might sense your anxiety but instead of giving a quick emotional fix like a "hi," he might be channeling that into practical solutions—working behind the scenes to take care of things so that your long-term security is intact. For him, acting on love (through providing and stabilizing) sometimes takes precedence over talking about love.
2. Emotional Weight of the Protector Role
Michael-embodied men often carry a heavy responsibility as protectors. Their natural inclination to shield and secure means they’re constantly navigating how to balance this with emotional connection. Sometimes, they pull back because they’re processing deeply how to protect, guide, and create a future for you both, which takes up mental and emotional energy.
3. Ene
Anjunajune Master's WritingsSadomasochistic Play and the Importance of ConnectionIt is too easy when participating in Sadomasochistic play of any kind, be it impact, pain play or any other of the associated fetishes, for the experience to become emotionally and even physically disconnected between partners - the Sadist becoming consumed by their connection to their tool (whip, cane, etc), the precision of their strikes, the technique used, and the masochist becoming lost in the enormity of the sensation, the loss of physical control as the pain increases and the anticipation of the next strike. As both become lost in their own world within the scene, it is easy to experience a loss of connection between them as the scene progresses.I find that maintaining or even working to build greater connection during such play is one of the most important things I can do as a Sadist and a Dominant. For me as a Sadist, who is also a Dominant and a Daddy, I find that there exists a uniquely rich opportunity to be a caring and connected Sadist, through physical contact, the use of voice and deliberate and careful observation that goes beyond the safety aspaspects during a scene are very important in changing a sadomasochistic scene from something done to the masochist to a shared experience that binds rather than separates.In all my play, regardless of the fetish, I seek to create experiences that enrich, nourish and build relationship. While not every scene or situation can accomplish these every time, they remain a goal I strive for whenever possible.
LondonTriangle Getting back on track - had a terrible cough for a few days.
Having ginger, honey and lemons and rest lots of rest.
During my delerium (due to a possible flu) during some unrestful nights I had thoose dreams again.
Me with two sain, sound and working professional men.
The dream starts off pretty normal, a meet up in a coffee shop to understand what all parties want and don't want.
Me over keen.
I must admit my dream fast forwards a little bit which means in reality there will be some challenges, but somehow my mind it forwards to me in bed with two sound men and this clarifys, I would want them to enjoy being with me but if they felt flexible with each other I would clearly be happy to know the relationship as no limits.
I honestly recall my dream there were a few positions and a few rotations of who does what where but I recall being very happy.
Then I woke up and had to make some more ginger and lemon tea but at least I know my immune system is kicking in :)
shatteredKajira June 2024
All the years that have passed since my last entry and I'm in an insane mirror world where I'm trapped with him again. Choosing the kids again. My soul is gone, there's no love and laughter to greet with, no holding hands and thrilling looks, no anticipation... of good or bad. I am still No longer in steel, proof how I'm undesirable.
He is a hollow shell, a ghost of who he was - all he was. The man who hobbles through my apartment is bitter, broken, deeply unhappy.... the attitude has become apathy, the confidence has become bitterness. The grief muscles cover his face until he's unrecognizable and the missing limbs make him think something inside is missing too. What once was powerful now is pitiful and whatever we once had; faded memories. I try to force him to leave, but he laughs as he curls up on a chair outside with his laptop... homeless yet not in the least. the kids scream at me about why can't I just be a good wife, a good cook, a better housecleaner? Why can't I just shut my mouth and let him die in peace? (Though they know i may go first)
They can't understand the sorrow in my empty eyes and as he revives again in simple motions. They also don't understand... the hate, the rage, the abuse, the ugly words and texts. Neverending abuse I lived through for more than decades to TRY to give them a dad. They can't see what I go through - both good and bad - every time he rounds a corner. The way I flinch when his head whips around or the way I refuse to put my back to a wall... anywhere. They don't know I remember his magic hands on my body or the best friend by my side for decades. They don't see when we smile at a shared memory that it hurts both of us.
They blame me, as well he's taught them. Hell, I did right, but I blame me too. I've tried, so. Fucking. Hard. For years to forgive and forget. But when his hands grab my neck I react, when he gently touches me, and I know what pain is next, i can't stop freezing. When he kisses me and I sob.... he walks away with a look of disgust, hate, retribution. Away enough to hear me cry and beg forgiveness, enough to hear me beg to be his again, no love even, just property. Beg for the gag, the collar, the pain, the burns and broken. The plead for the hood so I don't see him and he can't see me. To even be taken, this life from the kids in exchange for death or use. Anything but this horrible hell I suffer every single day.
But what is it a sadist wants? REAL PAIN. What is more painful that making a slave a single mother? Anything more soul destroying to hear her beg to choose you over them, to see you've won. They don't want her, they want you. To hand her the loaded gun and laugh that she won't pull the trigger because she won't leave the kids with that final thought.
My mom destroyed my childhood, but in disliking herself - my mom ruined my life too, by taking hers.
I can't
gavco98uk I'm just back from holiday... and it's been a few days. I woke up this morning feeling exceptionally horny and kinky.
I'm at work until 5pm, and can't cum till then.
Give me tasks or dares to complete before then to keep me horny and busting to cum.
Anything posted by males I will consider... anything posted by females is non optional and must be completed before I can cum.
Keep me horny and on the edge of exploding!
Only 7 hours to go...
Texasphili There is a certain refinement to restraint. I practice it daily. One learns, with time, that composure is far more unsettling than complaint. I am, by inclination, a devoted soul—selectively so. Devotion is not the frantic offering of attention; it is a measured gift, bestowed where presence, consistency, and intention actually reside. Anything less feels dreadfully untidy. I have spent enough years in these spaces to recognize patterns without needing a diagram. Experience has sharpened my eye and dulled my patience for theatrical ambiguity. One doesn’t hunt red flags anymore—they appear on their own, waving politely, hoping to be mistaken for décor. I am not troubled by silence. Silence can be deliberate, even powerful. What does amuse me—quietly, of course—is absence paired with conspicuous visibility elsewhere. One can only be “otherwise occupied” for so long before the choreography gives itself away. Multitasking is admirable, but clarity remains preferable. A submissive observes. She does not rush. She does not plead for coherence. She notes, she assesses, and—when necessary—she withdraws her attention with impeccable manners. Confusion is not mystique. It is merely poor communication wearing a better outfit. If I kneel, it will be with certainty. If I offer devotion, it will be to steadiness, not spectacle. Until then, I remain poised, discerning, and faintly entertained. Devoted, yes. Naïve, no.
lostnlooking9 I used to post all the time I feel. Thease went away for far too long and i've gotten out of practice.As submissive as I am, I need and MUST respect the person(s) that I submit to and serve. It pains me to say and write this, but I think I need to. If you are supportative of Trump, no matter what your reason, I do not respect you.Talking why's and reasons are unneeded. Things are so polarized now, that most people know why or why not. Though if you want to talk, I'm open to polite discuession and debate.what about serving other Republicians who don't support Trump? That is a very strong "it depends".I'm a huge huge huge fan of Freedom(funny enough huh? ;). ), and things like extreme strictness abortion laws where women are at risk of dying, as well as this Moms for liberity crap and banning books seems very much like restricting freedom and Control.So the "it depends" depends a lot on your views and values overall, as well as your acceptance of mine. Because with what I say above? I'd imagine there are many a Republician who have similar feelings about people with my views. Though after this post, I doubt few republicians would care to speak with me.
MorghanXX Who am I?
When I was in kindergarten, I got my very first parent-teacher meeting because I convinced a nice little boy (Timmy, Tommy, something like that) to climb into the toy cabinet. He complied (what joy!), and I then proceeded to tie the door handles together with a shoelace. Silly me, I didn't know basic rope safety back then. I didn't have safety shears, and when I could not untie my knots, little Timmy/Tommy got rather upset. It was then that a teacher had to come rescue him, and the poor Catholic School teachers realized that they'd better get on the horn to Mom and Dad, pronto. Looking at me, they must have thought "this kid was going to be A Problem."
True enough, I read ahead of the class, ignored instructions in favor off more efficient methodologies, and continued to be large and in charge over the years.
I'd say it's been all downhill from there, but I've rather enjoyed the ride!
HouseofG The House Doctrine of Master George Part 1 of 2
A Journal Entry for the Instruction of Slaves and the Record of My Household Philosophy
Preamble
To be a slave in my household is to make a deliberate and life-altering choice. This is not casual D/s, nor is it a temporary thrill that fades when the mood passes. It is a structured, enduring commitment where the Master commands completely and the slave obeys without hesitation. This arrangement is built on mutual understanding: the slave gives themselves fully, and in return receives structure, protection, and belonging that few will ever know.
The relationship I offer is rooted in the tradition of Total Power Exchange (TPE), but refined through years of leadership, discipline, and the lessons learned from both military command and the guidance of households past. Here, slavery is not a costume worn for a scene — it is a state of being, a way of life.
The Five Axioms of a Slave
Every slave who serves under me must learn and live by these five axioms. They are the foundation of service in my house, and they are not negotiable.
Excellence in Service – A slave serves with excellence in all things while striving always for perfection. Mediocrity has no place here.
Truth in All Things – A slave is fully revealing about all matters at all times to the Master. There is no secrecy, no hidden truth.
Service Without Reservation – A slave serves without humiliation, hesitation, reservation, embarrassment, modesty, or shame. Their body, mind, and time are all for the Master’s use.
Surrender of the Self – Before a slave can surrender to the Master, they must first surrender to themselves, accepting their nature without resistance.
Property of the Master – A slave is property; therefore, their Master’s pleasure and use come first and foremost in all things.
The Benefits of Being My Slave
To kneel for me is not to lose yourself — it is to find the truest version of who you are meant to be. Under my collar, a slave gains far more than they surrender.
Structure and Stability In my house, you will never wonder where you stand. Rules are clear, discipline is consistent, and leadership is unwavering. There is no confusion about your role or purpose — you will always know exactly what is expected of you.
A Defined Identity Once I claim you, your identity as “slave” becomes absolute. It is not a game, not a temporary title. It becomes who you are, and in that identity, you will find clarity and certainty.
Protection and Security My authority is both shield and sword. Under my command, you are guarded from outside harm, defended against disrespect, and guided through life’s storms. My rules are not just for control — they are for your safety and well-being.
Growth Through Discipline I am not a Master who allows stagnation. I will push you to improve, to master new skills, to refine your service until it reaches the standard I demand. Weakness will be stripped away. Strength will be cultivated.
A Bond Deeper Than Equals I will know you in every detail — your habits, your triggers, your limits, and your strengths. Our connection will be forged through shared trials, daily service, and unbroken loyalty. This bond will not be casual; it will be absolute.
Belonging to Something Greater This is not a solitary arrangement. My household is a structure with hierarchy, purpose, and unity. As my slave, you join something larger than yourself. You contribute to the maintenance, honor, and legacy of this house.
******* see part 2 of 2 for the rest
alenaslight They say before I knew you were mine, that I already was. That you knew from the start. From the beginning of time. Did you know how stubborn I'd be and how it's hard breaking and building someone being distants away? The ability to turn off submission when I want to do my own thing? As many times as I've sinned against you, I don't deserve you. Yet you stay, you say get back up try again. Even if we go through the same battle a thousand times you may go silent but you never leave. I feel my shame. I feel my guilt. I want to change but darling why is it so hard? I want to give you every good thing I am and know I could be. The potential is there waiting to be awakened into firey motivation and passion. Even if you can't save me, lead me in the way I know I should go so I don't influence others to do the wrong things. Let me be a righteous leader leading with grace and let me be a proper role model to look up too. If you can't save me, can you at least stick around until the end? I like you Jesus. Always have, always will.
Grabdaddyshand It is important to note that the specific tasks assigned to a submissive in a BDSM relationship can vary greatly and should be mutually agreed upon by all parties involved. However, some examples of tasks that a submissive might be assigned include:
Cooking and cleaning the house
Running errands or completing specific tasks as requested by the dominant
Maintaining a specific appearance or dress code
Engaging in specific sexual acts or role-playing scenarios
Following strict rules or protocols
Participating in BDSM activities such as bondage or impact play
Participating in BDSM rituals or ceremonies.
It is important to remember that BDSM should always be safe, consensual, and respectful. All parties involved should communicate their boundaries and desires clearly and negotiate any tasks or activities beforehand.
Lkn4nxxruit
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.
ExecutivePet This morning I saw the following on a profile from a heterosexual dom who has a wickledly fun screen name that gets my attention every time I see it. He asks,
"What can a straight male Dom do for a male slave? I am at a loss as to what I can do for male subs and slaves and why they look at my profile when I say no men?"
So, I thought I would answer this. For the most simple response, speaking on behalf of all the kinky gays, someone with a great screen name like "IAMTHEBESTMASTER", or similar, makes one look no matter what they have between their legs. Second, sometimes a profile just slips through with the "couple" selection and/or even states sub males on the interest choices.
Finally, speaking for me and I assume a select group of kinky gays, this is not about sex for me. I am driven by masculinity and, on my sub side, authority. Having a straight dom take control and train me like a naked employee where the need to please and be pleased is not based on sexual attraction is quite hot and will make me a better man all the way around. Also, it's just fun to look at what you can't have sometimes.
So, there is my response.
AkaMistress4you I was playing around and took the BDSM test. Here are the results, even though I don't agree with some of them.
== Results from bdsmtest.org ==
100% Rigger
100% Master/Mistress
99% Sadist
98% Voyeur
95% Dominant
90% Non-monogamist
89% Owner
75% Brat tamer
72% Degrader
68% Experimentalist
41% Exhibitionist
40% Primal (Hunter)
40% Masochist
38% Switch
29% Submissive
23% Rope bunny
20% Brat
19% Vanilla
15% Primal (Prey)
13% Daddy/Mommy
10% Pet
5% Slave
0% Boy/Girl
0% Degradee
0% Ageplayer
RAWRSUB A Soldier Transformed:
In the shadowed depths, a fear resides,
Of losing control to the darkness inside.
Memories of battles, cold and stark,
Of a soldier's heart, hardened and dark.
The echoes of war, they still remain,
Haunting thoughts that cause you pain.
Afraid to slip back into that abyss,
To lose your grip, to once again dismiss.
But remember, dear soul, you've come so far,
You've journeyed through the wounds and scars.
Strength now lies in the light you hold,
A beacon of hope, a story untold.
Embrace the fears, let them fade away,
For in the present, a new path may sway.
Your heart can thaw, your spirit mend,
No longer a soldier, but a soul to tend.
So fear not the darkness, embrace the light,
For within you burns a flame so bright.
You're not just a soldier, you're a man reborn,
With a heart that beats, not hardened or worn.
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