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"The whole education of women ought to be relative to men. To please them, to be useful to them, to make themselves loved and honored by them, to educate them when young, to care for them when grown, to council them, to console them, and to make life agreeable and sweet to them—these are the duties of women at all times, and should be taught them from their infancy." Jean-Jacques Rousseau

Cantankerous, churlish, contrary, crabby, cranky, crotchety, crusty cunt.
A touch of Arthritis, slowly dying from Emphysema and poor as a churchmouse.
Kiss my smelly white arse.
And I mean that sincerely.

Actively Seeking:

A filthy psyhco/geri nurse.

Into: analingus (receiving), arse worship (receiving), arselicking (receiving), caging/confinement, cock worship (receiving), crawling (watching), dirty little slut (receiving), domestic servitude (receiving), drooling and slobbering on cock (receiving), fellatio (receiving), golden showers (giving), gorean sock folding (watching), goth (everything to do with it), housework (receiving), not giving a shit what ignorant people think, poking fun at humourless people who take themselves too seriously, pussy shaved perfectly smooth and hairless, pussy spanking, service-oriented submission (receiving), square pegs, black sheep, outcasts and misfits, ¡¿ɹǝʌo ɹǝʇndɯoɔ ʎɯ pǝʞɔouʞ oɥʍ.

Well, apparently even original pics aren't permissable now so I'll just wish you all a happy New Year. I hope it's better than last year was.

The Dommy and The Toppy Top
Lewis Carroll
(can suck my dick)

The Dom was pissing on the sub,
Pissing with all his might:
He did his very best to make
It yellow, smooth and bright--
And this was odd, because it was
Giving her a fright.

The sub was sitting sulkily,
Because she thought the Domly Dom
Had got no business to be there
After she had fin'ly cum--
"It's very rude of him," she said,
"To splodge and spoil the fun!"

The sub was wet as wet could be,
The Domly Dom was dry.
You could not see a sloppy cunt, because
No room between her thighs:
No riggers tying overhead--
There were no subs to tie.

The Dommy and the Toppy Top
Were walking close at hand;
They wept like anything to see
Such quantities of sand:
"If this were only cleared away,"
They said, "it would be grand!"

"If seven subs with seven mops
Swept for half a year.
Do you suppose," the Dommy said,
"That they could get it clear?"
"I doubt it," said the Toppy Top,
And shed a bitter tear.

"O subbies, come and walk with us!"
The Dommy did beseech.
"A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk,
Along the briny beach:
We cannot do with more than four,
To give a hand to each."

The eldest subbie looked at him,
But not a word she said:
The eldest subbie winked her eye,
And shook her heavy head--
Meaning to say she did not choose
To leave her subbie-bed.

But four young subbies hurried up,
All eager for the treat:
Their coats were brushed, their faces washed,
Their shoes were clean and neat--
And this was odd, because, you know,
They seldom washed their feet.

Four other subbies followed them,
And yet another four;
And thick and fast they came at last,
And more, and more, and more--
All dancing through the darkened scene,
To see what was in store.

The Dommy and the Toppy Top
Walked to another room,
And leaned against a handy post
And started then to loom:
And all the little subbies stood
And waited in the gloom.

'The time has come,' the Dommy said,
To talk of slavery
Of whips-- and chains--and molten wax--
Of servicing--and grovelling--
And why the 'subs' all call the shots--
And whether 'Doms' have stones.

But wait a bit,” the subbies cried,
Before we have our meet;
For we're the ones who make the rules,
And that is pretty sweet!”
'No hurry.' said the toppy Top.
They knew they had him beat.

"A handy cross," the Dommy said,
"Is what we chiefly need:
Ropes and flogger besides
Are very good indeed--
Now if you're ready, subbies dear,
You can begin to bleed."

"Oh no, not us!" the subbies cried,
Turning a little blue.
"After such kindness, that would be
A dismal thing to do!"
"The night is fine," the Dommy said.
"Do you often spew?

"It was so kind of you to come!
And you are very nice!"
The toppy Top said nothing but
"I'd give her another splice:
I wish you were not quite so deaf--
I've had to tell you twice!"

"It seems a shame," the subbies said,
"To play them such a trick,
After we've brought them out so far,
And made them trot so quick!"
The toppy Top said nothing but
"The wax is spread too thick!"

"I weep for you," the old man said:
"I deeply sympathize."
With sobs and tears he shook his head
He knew there was no prize.
Holding his pocket-handkerchief
Before his streaming eyes.

"O subbies," said the Toppy Top,
"You've had a pleasant run!
Shall we be trotting home again?'
But answer came there none--
And this was rather odd, because
They'd beaten every one.

Forgetting your safe word would be a terrible way to find out you have Alzheimer's disease...

I found a boring quiz on teh intawebz. Ooooh, aren't I special.

Arsehole 86%
Niggard 71%
Curmudgeon 84%
Grouch 68%
Bastard 59%
Weilding the Switch 69%
Sadist 72%
Cynic 110%
Degradation Lover 79%
Hermit 48%

You Scored as Arsehole.
It feels good to grouch. A lack of cunt can be dull and monotonous. Having a good little slave wouldn't be a bad idea.