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TheDevilsCut2 Dominus
Mea SacramentumMente, cordis, et CorpusServitium cum HonorePraeceptum est mi
xPeeFootSlavex So, here's the deal: I'm 62, I have finally found comfort in my shell... I need a PERMENANT Mistress who is going to be BRUTAL with me, use me and abuse me, dehumnanize me, heavy CBT, bondage, caging/kenneling, toilet (full sometimes), outside bondage, predicament bondage, ashtray slave, spit slave, eating the dead skin scrapings from your lovely and delicious FEET, and yes, your small toenail clippings which I'll consume.
I'm REAL, ladies and I need this. I love being in a cage/kennel. I'm not here to waste yours or my time. I'm here to be your slut/pig/whore/toilet/whatever you want. I DO NOT CARE.
I get tribute so, yeah, not a problem but NOT before, please. I'm old school and will do that when I come for my 2+ hours therapy session.
I take my servitude seriously and my slavery seriously. This is the life I've chosen. Women are POWERFUL and are to be OBEYED. Men don't get that. I do... Women are superior to men in every way. Women abuse/use me as they wish. This is the way. I believe it. I live it. I know it.
I shave all the hair off my body save for my lower arms and head. I wear pantyhose or stockings and panties (all the time). I love the body I'm in and how I'm used/abused.
I seek to have a mistress experiment on me, try new things and enjoy our time together.
Please, I beg all Mistresses to consider this slut for her enjoyment. I will travel to you.
Warmly and humbly, slave selene (my female name)
Yuride I am finding all about change. The difference when talking with Dom's, Dommes six years ago. Now talking, I am answering different to questions . I see things different. I am vulnerable, afraid at times, this is different. I feel I can't do it alone I need that voice telling what to do and following
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I feel in pieces need to be reassembled. I feel it's time I surrender to be guided in this process.
Enthralled4USIR Philosophically at the beginning stage (when both people are technically 'free' to make choices), the Master approaches an agreeable sub about their mutual interest in providing that necessary slave for Him. This early period is like consulting a surrogate, whose only purpose is to carry the 'new entity' to full-term, dutifully hand it over to Him, and disappear out of sight, ceding to Him the full Reign, Supreme Authority and Ownership over the new slave. Every now and then however, He may still need to consult the remote surrogate for operating manual details that He doesn't yet fuly understand, but His goal is to eliminate that surrogate entirely, and assume exclusive control over His property.
During this delicate surrogate stage, Master gets to practice His skills over the sub, giving it a taste of His Domination, making it realize that He is merely tolerating it, only until it delivers His slave, and then it will be discarded. That will happen when the surrogate finally signs the M/s contract on the slave's behalf, willingly transferring authority to Him, so that the Master rightfully assumes full ownership and responsibility over His property in perpetuity. From that moment on, Master sees only a slave before Him.
SlaveV Well, it seems journals are working again!
Please don't ask me for meaningless play, or suggest I have an interest in you showing up now and then. I'm only interested in a real and whole relationship IN PERSON. I am the real thing, like some men seem to want... a lifestyle slave who is also intelligent and capable. I'm not moving, I own a large and lovely home that I have put a ton of money into customizing. I am only interested in a LOCAL loving dominant male who will make feel safe, and allow me to give myself to him as much as I am able, and not regret it. Yes, the "L" word. I want so much to put down my sword and shield.
I'm an older lady now, so what I can do physically is limited. But I can still do quite a bit of the things that work for me, and if you have fet or alt you can see faceless pics of me and my dungeon. But mostly, I want a loving strong man who can be in charge and not make me regret it. Is that You?
Right now, I am healing emotionally from giving myself entirely to someone who represented he wanted to be my Master, and then decided that being Jimminy cricket was more his style. If I were younger, I would take a few years off like I used to to heal, but I don't have that luxury now. So I have to get back in the pool.
Tempslave He settled into the chair as I stood in front of him. He instructed me to turn around a couple times. I tried to suck my gut in and squeeze my butt to lift it and made it look tighter. He noticed and told me that it is what he expected of me when I walk around naked. That my butt should look good at all times. I made a mental note of my position.
I had a show roughly worked out in case he didn't provide his own instructions and began to show him my body. With each step he gave me instructions on how I could look hotter. At times he came up and ran his hands over me as I held still.
With both hands I grabbed a rope that was dangling from the ceiling and feigned having my hands tied above my head.
I bent myself over the bed. He gave me instructions as to how wide to open my ass and when he was happy had me hold still like that as he came over. He jerked his cock for a while and then ran his hands over my body, his fingers playing with my hole.
At one point he approached me and kissed me. I held still and let him do it as he pleased, following his lead. I didn't think I'd like but I was surprised at how good it felt.
DommeMissX I've been single for a long time and have been online here {and a few other sites} off an on over the years. Always open to making frineds though if online only it can be hard to be active as life is busy.
I would really like to explore submission to a Dom, Daddy, Master and local is best because it provides the opportunities to enjoy frequent time together and time for play. Because my sexuality is intertwined with my spirit and soul, I cannot have just a physical relationship without first working on trust, admiration, enjoyment of the other person outside the bedroom also.
Have been actrive in the local kink community in the past and would enjoy that again!
PS I do have an exhibitionistic side and so attention is very much appreciated by this BBW!
Lytra Starting the New Year Off Right!
We had a lovely, laid back New Year's Eve. I was all ready to snuggle in and fall asleep on Master's chest.
He had other plans!
Just as I got close he sprang his trap. I quickly found his belt looped around my neck. I was completely at his mercy. He would constrict and loosen it as he played with my clit. I quickly became drenched. However, this did not deter him. He continued on increasing my state of arousal as he choked me. This continued for what seemed like forever, but really was more like a half hour.
Finally, he pulled me to my knees and sunk his delicious cock all the way into me from behind. Pulling back on the belt still around my neck he forced me into him as he fucked me.
Then he changed positions with him on top and he tightened the belt around my throat as he stroked in and out. The choking intesified my own orgasm as we came together.
It was a very Happy New Year!
mortepixie Longing:
In darkness I have fallen but a shadow of a woman. longing for truth in the arms of a stranger. hidden beneath the depths of such darkening layers. I seek what is there, calling on the edges of my awareness, like shadows dancing upon the glen, will this madness end, I do not know, I am lost in the ever changing vortex that has shrouded me in it's swirling mystery, it is a dance perhaps more erotic than that of lovers entwined for this dance is the dance of life.
MistressNikkiVixen You felt something real when you found me.
That pull you’re describing… you don’t need to question it.
Come here.
Be still for a moment and let everything else fall away.
In my presence, you don’t have to chase, you don’t have to prove, you don’t have to search anymore.
You’re safe here.
Not because you’ve lost yourself… but because you’ve found where you belong.
If you’re going to be devoted to me, then let it come from clarity, from trust, from the quiet certainty that you’re exactly where you’re meant to be.
I don’t need you overwhelmed.
I need you steady… focused… and aligned with me.
So come closer.
Stay here. I chose you
— Mistress Nikki Vixen
urbanleatherlife As an experienced Dominant in the leather community, I can certainly understand the appeal of consensual objectification within a safe, sane space. When I discover that my submissive derives pleasure from being treated as an object of desire, it elicits a complex range of emotions.
There is a sense of power and control, knowing I can shape their experience and push the boundaries of their submission. But there is also a deep well of trust and responsibility that comes with that. I must handle their vulnerability with the utmost care, ensuring their needs are met even as I strip away their agency.
It's a delicate dance, really.
On one hand, there’s the thrill of reducing them to a mere plaything for my enjoyment.
On the other hand, there’s the profound connection of being entrusted with their most intimate desires. It's a privilege to be granted that level of trust and intimacy. And with that privilege comes the duty to wield it wisely, to push just to the edge without ever compromising their safety or well-being.
Does that resonate with you? The heady mix of control and care, power and responsibility? Please speak to me, and let us explore this dynamic further in the confines of our sacred space.
AKRONOHIOMAN August 7, 2024 – Cock Hungry Slut gets his CHERRY POPPED TODAY !
I'm changing the name of one of the guys who have been hanging around for quite some time.
The first met him when he was single. He loved having toys shoved up his ass. But that was our limit. But he was young and hot and I definitely enjoyed playing with his ass. It was common occurrence to have him hop up into the sling and shove all manner of things in his hole to stretch him.
Then he disappeared for a while. It turned out he got married. And after a while he made the decision he wanted to play again, so we did.
Now, he has outed himself to his new wife and they have opened the relationship and she has turned him into a cuckold. He tells me he's looking forward to sucking a guy's cock after that cock has fucked his wife. Or maybe eat some guys cum out of her snatch when some random guy is done using his wife. And eventually, maybe have someone fuck him while he's eating his wife out.
But he has to start somewhere. And that somewhere was losing his virginity with me today. I get to pop his cherry today and leave my load inside him.
When he arrived I was already naked sitting in my chair with a hard on. I told him to strip and get on his knees and suck my cock. As he stripped he was wearing a micro cock cage. It had a belt around his waist holding it up. It was one of the extremely small micro cages made of metal.
He had briefly sucked my cock once before a few months ago, but today was especially exciting knowing that cock was going to penetrate his ass today.
Oh my God he was good at sucking my cock. Maybe I was extra excited knowing I was going to fuck him for the first time and leave my load inside him. But while on his knees in front of my chair, I watched intently as my cock went in and out of his mouth.
I grabbed a handful of his hair, I grabbed it hard, and I forced him down on my cock. I just wanted to see how far I could push him both literally and figuratively. It appeared that he was willing to take any amount of abuse. But if he's going to be a cuckold, he needs to get used to being used.
He would choke occasionally and I would reassure him that was normal. That he would get used to a cock in his mouth. And eventually his wife would be having him suck on cocks much larger than mine, so he better get used to it.
After about 10 minutes of cock sucking we decided to clean his ass out. I led him to the bathroom and told him to get down on all fours. I got the old fashioned rubber enema bag out of the closet and unscrewed the top. I let the tap water run until it was warm. I filled the red rubber enema bag almost completely full of water then screwed the tube back on the bag.
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DeepInYourMind The Final Touches
She had been sent here for the final touches, she was now old enough to be taught what would be expected of her.
Dressed in official school attire she looked resplendent in her pleated skirt, white blouse, short white socks and lace up shoes. Her hair was up in a pony, as she had been told was the custom.
Outside the principal's office the hallway was deserted, everyone else had gone for the day. The school secretary sat behind her desk filling out some tedious form or other, she didn't look away from her work, leaving Tara to look her up and down. Late 40s she guessed, maybe early 50s, blonde shoulder length hair, formally dressed, lipstick seemed a little red and garish for the setting but it certainly caught the eye.
Time passed slowly. She wasn't sure how long she had been there and the clock on the wall seemed to tick at a glacial pace.
"In my office Ms Tara", she heard a deep voice say from behind the door. As she tried to get her bearings the secretary looked at her, "Well? Don't keep him waiting girl."
She grabbed her purse and hurriedly walked to the door, then stopped. Deep breath, focus, she took a brief second to adjust herself, and opened the door.
"Hello Mr ..." she started to say
"You address me as Sir, just Sir" came a response that cut her off abruptly
"Hello Sir" she replied
"Come in". He gestured to the front of his desk.
She moved to sit down but realised there was no chair, it had been pushed back against the far wall.
"You can stand" he said, without any sense or irony knowing it was her only option.
"Feet apart 30cm, hands behind your back, stand straight girl"
He picked up the cane that she hadn't noticed laying across the desk, and walked slowly behind her. Gently he tapped the inside of each calf.
"30cm girl. You have been sent here for finishing touches, not the basics"
She shuffled a bit in place until her cunt was just open enough to tell her that her feet were 30cm apart.
"Much better Ms Tara. Work on your basics or we will have to send you to one of the junior classes with the new girls"
She could feel herself clenching as she had been taught to do, his cane slowly slid up the inside of her thigh until it was touching her bare cunt. She could feel him gently pulling on it, and as it slid through her lips she clenched tightly.
For a second she held the cane firm, she knew he would be pleased with how tight she had gripped it. But he would be even more pleased at how easily it slipped out of her grip when she flooded a moment later.
He walked slowly in front of her.
"Good girl" he said, "Not a complete beginner then"
He slowly pulled the cane across her blouse, across her nipples, cleaning her juices off his cane, and highlighting both hard nipples clearly through the damp circles on the thin top.
"There girl, when you are aroused it is good to show it"
And by whatever God was willing to listen right now, she was aroused
"Thank you Sir", she proudly said
GoldenMyr Thank you for reading And thank you for your time I promise not to waste yours I tend to value mine
Poetry’s enticing Prose can add a spark Pretty sets of words betray what's in their author’s heart
Art is also obfuscated fleeting and opaque
Maybe not the ideal way to tell of what I'm made
Doubtless you'll have questions those who enjoy this jest Feel free to message me and get them off your chest
Keep in mind that I don't know you and that you don't yet own me We owe one another mutual courtesy
CarpeEros Usually a bad idea to "get into a pissing contest with that skunk" of any type
Let alone one which has already demonstrated in public..
Hateful prejudice, bigotry, stereotyping
and hypocrisy.
Not a suggestion to anyone in particular. Well, mostly not..
We each have a journey during our short stay on this little planet, not an easy one, but can be worthwhile. The serenity to ignore ills one can't do much about, courage to address the ones we can, wisdom to try to decide which is which.
MistressWhipplash I cleared "house" over the weekend declining those who weren't suitable. No one made the cut. Interesting how this journal entry shows I hi a ave high standards, however a guy being an adult clearly defining what he seeks so I can decide if he suits what I seek is slow. A guy doing the usual "whatever you want.." b.s to attempt to hide he wants a fetish dispenser = that won't be me. No it doesn't mean I am not into BDSM playtime, I am. What it means as I know the person very well over a year before I bring up kink and playtime. They guy agrees to that put tries twice to push kink. Three strikes and he's blocked. Next batch of applicants it will be two strikes and they will be blocked. After that batch isn't viable I will stop replying to all messages for sometime. Get it right guys!!
yourgirljoy I have been asked to update my journal and my relationship status since its been a few years.
I am polyamorous. I believe in multiple loves, multiple relationships, communication, trust and respect for everyone involved. I currently have my own submissive whom I've been with for 10 years. He lives with me and does not expect to be included in my exploits.
I love being poly. I have so much of myself to give. I am looking for a Dom of my own.
If you have any questions and would like me answer them here in my journal please feel free to write me.
xxbeautifulxliexx I used to love whoring and slutting around. There wasn’t anything quite as fun as finding a new cock to play with – I was always thrilled at how fast I could get a guy hard and how hard I could make him cum with my mouth or my cunt. Fucking was the only time I felt genuinely confident in my 20’s.
A lot of that came down to Kevin. I belonged to Kevin (on and off) for over a decade. He was my first D/s relationship, and his primary focus and kink was whoring me out. He loved having me be an absolute filthy fucking slut for him, and the confidence and power I felt in that role over time was incredible. Through him, I learned how much power a woman could have in herself by submitting to her own sexual desires. It wasn’t just that Kevin loved having me be a whore (as much as I wanted to think that was my sole purpose at the time), I fucking loved sex and I loved the attention and desire I felt from men in those moments.
I loved the strength and confidence I gained from their desire; it was a strength that lasted a lot longer than the encounter did, that’s for damn sure. I didn’t need their reassurance or their attention after. I didn’t need them after, period. I got my reassurance from Kevin. His praise and enthusiasm for my behavior reinforced the strength that I gained and reinforced my confidence in my skills. I didn’t have shit for confidence walking down the street or walking into a party to be around strangers, but the second I was presented with a hard cock, it was Game. Fucking. On. THAT I knew I could handle with perfect confidence, grace and skill. And I fucking relished every moan, groan, sigh, gasp, and trembling muscle from the man I was with.
In my 20’s, I was somewhere around 340-375lbs. I didn’t really get on a scale very often, so I honestly don’t know how much I actually weighed. What I do know, is that it was Kevin who taught me that my size didn’t preclude me from being desirable. When I moved to “the big city”, I had the opportunity for basically unlimited male attention, which was a first for me, having grown up in the middle of nowhere Nebraska. Kevin encouraged this exploration, but also gave me very distinct rules and boundaries (he’d more than learned by that time that I had no idea how to establish, let alone maintain, my own boundaries). He made me go to Planned Parenthood to get my birth control shot. He “gave me permission” to tell guys to fuck off if they didn’t want to use protection for sex; I could ‘blame my Owner’ if they were at all hesitant. Having all this attention from all these different guys, never having to go more than a few days without sex if I didn’t want to, god – it was fucking incredible! And in the background, was Kevin, telling me what a fantastic little whore I was.
When it came to being with Kevin, it was an even bigger reassurance. He told me once, during a moment of extreme insecurity, “I don’t give a shit what you look like, Lisa. What I care about is control.” I knew I could give him that better than anyone, the question was, did he actually mean it? The short answer is, abso-fucking-lutely. When my stunning beauty of a roommate (who’d played with Kevin over the phone and online multiple times) joined us one night, I figured it was going to be game over for us. She was a knock-out compared to me and way better at everything sexual than I could ever dream of being. He was choking her with his dick and she freaked because he wouldn’t let her control the pace or how far down her throat his cock went. She jumped up and took off out of the room to go smoke a bowl and calm down and he called me over. Despite her naked self standing mere feet from him, perky ass and tits on full display, he was totally soft. The second I put his dick in my mouth and let him choke me to his hearts content, he was rock hard and having the time of his life.
She eventually came back to the kitchen table where he was sitting while I sucked him off, and I remember feeling an unbelievable surge of pride as he praised me, telling me what a good girl I was, how much he loved choking me and making me cry, how pretty my tears were. And when he finally came in my mouth, I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that for some men…it really is all about control.
And I was officially hooked. That was all I wanted from that moment on, and to a large extent, it’s still all I want. Especially when it comes to any type of D/s dynamic. I don’t fucking care about the sex, whips or chains…I want the man who gets rock hard simply because I love to obey, to give up as much control as possible. I want the guy who gets off leaving me a list of chores to do in the morning and is way more turned on by me having completed the whole list plus some, then having to “punish me” because I failed to do those tasks. I want the guy who’s dick goes soft because a girl tells him ‘no’ (and he would never dream of pushing her beyond that ‘no’), but he gets hard as steel, instantly, because where someone else says ‘no’, I say ‘yes please and thank you’.
I don’t need gymnastics and props…they can’t do anything nearly as good as a hand in my hair and a deep voice whispering in my ear.
emptysoultoown Scared off the Dom that It was presently Under consideration too.A Civvie that he didnt keep it confidence and discussed things about it without checking with it first Especially about it Military deployments and active duty.He went to a friend as a sounding board he trusted that person told him that he should run away as fast as he can because of what it has been involved with and committed too on its old life. How fucked up it is mentally and physically because of wars deploying and willingness to sacrificing its life for the greater good to make a difference.He told his friend that It works as a Prostitute to survive after another Dom it sacrificed its careers for to be totally focused on him and later he was found out to be a closet serial killer.And all the medical treatments and surgerys ahead of it.
He turned out to be a frightened little rabbit that breaching it trust was the betrayal was so big he knew It couldn't forgive him.
quirkylittle4daddy
Pop That: Unpacking the Brat, Bimbo, and Babygirl Archetypes in Lightskinkeisha’s Anthem
some people would look at this song called pop that by the rapper lightskinkeisha as just a ratchet trashy song and move on from there. it is ratchet, but there's more to the picture going on here if you choose to see it.
if you look at the artist lightskinkeisha as a little girl or babygirl this song no longer becomes just a trashy ratchet fun song, but an anthem for an identity within the lifestyle. an anthem of a brat.
the song itself is bombastic and dance y and very bubblegum gritty. but if you take the song and put it through a transpose app or use a tool to transpose it and make the pitch of her voice higher and the speed of the song faster, it transforms it even into another identity if you choose to see...the bimbo.
and so we get the three way combo with a simple song pop that...
babygirl
bimbo
brat
the great thing too is you can look at it individually from each of these lenses, or you can work on seeing it through two at a time, or you can look at it with all three.
people sometimes forget that while someone can be a babygirl that is also a bimbo and a brat, that just because you are a brat it doesn't mean that you are a bimbo, and that some bimbos are also little girls too. i personally don't really live in this world most of the time. but sometimes i have a bit of a brat behavior to me behind the keyboard as the writer. but i like to write about various sides of what the identity of a little girl is. and when i consume media, i see the different sides of what a babygirl is, even if it's not directly relatable to me.
because this is a fun silly pop bop there isn't much to decipher from lyrics wise. while i use esoteric and spiritual references for pop media i don't pull things out of thin air just for the content. however, there are some stanzas' i'd like to focus on.
Big Bank Beisha, bitch
Tre Trax, I think we got one, haha
It's Trax season bruh
Throw it back, watch me throw it back
Got my Daisy Dukes on, I don't know how to act
Walk up in the building, make them niggas spend a bag
Ho, I been it, that's why you bitches really mad, hold on
when it's a song that is over the top the themes are going to be over the top. one might be initially put off at the focus on her getting men to spend lots of money on her but if you reframe it in the bimbo/brat perspective it makes more sense. she's an exaggerated version of femininity, she's talking about the guy in an exaggerated version of masculinity. and if you see it in a brat frame it's also her testing her boundaries with the guy. the entire rambunctiousness is all about how far can she go before getting 'caught'. how much can she push before it's too much. how wild can she be before she tips it over and breaks it. i see these less about a materialism, and less about superficialness and more about brashness, boundaries, bodaciousness, and crass. especially in a closed relationship it's seeing how smart can you get before you consensually get punished, smacked, talked back to, reprimanded.
I'ma pop that, I'ma pop that (you better fuck it up)
I'ma pop that, I'ma pop that (you better fuck it up)
I'ma pop that, I'ma pop that (you better fuck it up)
Fuck it up, bitch
Fuck it up, bitch
I'ma throw that ass back and shake it in a circle (damn)
Got your man lookin', yeah, he like the way I work it
He gon' blow some racks on me because he know it's worth it (blow it)
Body snatched with a face to match, call me perfect
Daisy Dukes on, bend it over like Ms. Parker (hey Ms. Parker)
Pretty redbone, bitch, I'm badder than a toddler
Drop it to the floor and make 'em spend their last dollar
All this milk that I'm shakin' make the boys wanna holler
while you could say that lightskinkeisha's reference to badder than a toddler is randomized if you look at her bigger pieces of work it makes sense why when this comes out i squeal with joy. it's a reference of being seen. it's an aesthetic, it's a insider's throwback to if you know you know. she has many songs that reference daddy for the male partner she sings about. and she often references the dynamics of the songs with a power dynamic power scale going on there. an uneven power balance by choice where it's not an equal relationship.
Throw it back, watch me throw it back
Got my Daisy Dukes on, I don't know how to act
Walk up in the building, make them niggas spend a bag
Ho, I been it, that's why you bitches really mad, hold on
I'ma pop that,
I'ma pop that (you better fuck it up)
I'ma pop that, I'ma pop that (you better fuck it up)
I'ma pop that, I'ma pop that (you better fuck it up)
Fuck it up, bitch
Fuck it up, bitch
Booty, make it bounce, I'ma drop it (drop it)
Shake it so fast, I can't stop it (stop it)
Make him wanna hit it like a Bop It (twist it)
Bust it wide open, I'ma pop it
I'ma look back at it while I shake it on his lap (lap)
Got a big ole booty, you can give that shit some dap
My pussy taste like Fiji while your pussy taste like tap (Fiji)
When he slap that booty, bitch, it's gonna bounce back (haha)
Throw it back, watch me throw it back
Got my Daisy Dukes on, I don't know how to act
Walk up in the building, make them niggas spend a bag
Ho, I been it, that's why you bitches really mad, hold on
I'ma pop that, I'ma pop that (you better fuck it up)
I'ma pop that, I'ma pop that (you better fuck it up)
I'ma pop that, I'ma pop that (you better fuck it up)
Fuck it up, bitch
Fuck it up, bitch
I'ma pop that, I'ma pop that (you better fuck it up)
I'ma pop that, I'ma pop that (you better fuck it u
RAWRSUB Friendship and Love:
In the heart of a loyal friend, a storm brews deep,
As his best friend and ex-lover begin to keep
Company in a way that cuts like a knife,
Leaving him wrestling with anguish and strife.
The dog, his companion through thick and through thin,
Now seems to conspire in this tangled spin,
For the one he once loved, who was his trusted guide,
Now walks hand in hand with his loyal friend by her side.
Betrayal stings sharp, like a treacherous dart,
As the bond of camaraderie tears apart,
His confidant, once faithful, now seems so untrue,
Leaving him lost in a world askew.
Yet through the pain, a silver lining gleams,
For in the depths, friendship's resilience teems,
As time soothes wounds and tempers the ache,
He finds solace in the bond they all forsake.
For a man's best friend and his ex in their tether,
Cannot shake the bond that they share together,
But in forgiveness and grace, he'll find his own mend,
For in the end, true loyalty will transcend.
CarpeEros Journals are here again..Over the years I've seen quite a few profiles saying "I have a crazy work schedule" (or "hectic", or "super busy" etc) which brings up the question:
Out of 100 people making such statements, how many get out of that situation? Short term it may be justified or even needed; long term, it's not the best situation for one's physical or mental or psychological health let alone allowing the space for new relationships to be deep and meaningful.
If out of 100 only 1 or 2 succeeded in changing that life circumstance but 90 or 50 at least tried, that would be more encouraging than few even trying..really trying..and seems that people are so busy trying to survive, or with distractions to numb pain, that we rarely even try, let alone succeed. The key is to make the effort and mental committment. And chip away at it. So even if it takes 6 months or 2 years or 5 years,..you chip away at it, work towards the goal, step by step.
It could be saving money, it could be improving one's skills, getting a certificate. It could be spending just 15 minutes online searching, times 2 days a week or on weekends...The key is to be consistent. Imagine one person jogs 100 feet forward, then stops. The other person moves forward just 3 inches...but does that each day, or even each week, every week, for enough weeks and months..they will reach the finish line.
Same with other goals (like losing weight, though that one requires both the consistency and also a lot of challenging but worthwhile work on one's mental and emotional inner worlds and finding what neeeds we use food to substitute for and healing ourselves in other ways...on top of the stick-to-it consistent commitment ect of doing a little bit to move forward every week and ideally every day or few days) Same with finances, though that's a more obvious analogy to changes in one's job/career.
What have you done to move forward "a few inches" today, this weekend, or next week? It's not about being 'tough' with ourselves, more like the opposite, and being caring towards ourselves..that and a word I see is actually in an online dictionary: "Stick-to-itiveness" You can do it! :-)
brattysub2025 Well the fuckery is working like it should. I am beyond exhausted now. My physical body is shutting down hard.
Rheumatoid arthritis is the new possible diagnosis.
The other options are MRSA (which I have ) and /or osteomyelitis.
So my options are crappy so time to rest and heal.
I really appreciate all the help from everyone out there
I wish people would read my journals before they message me.
time to rest and heal .
DesertDream You kneel, and the room inhales—not from fear,but from the gravity of your trust.
Power rests in my palmlike a living thing—warm, breathing, delicate.
The collar is not conquest.It is a circle drawn carefully,a boundary I vow to guard.
When I give a command,it is shaped with intention,measured to the rhythm of your pulse.
I do not take your will—you place it in my hands,steady as a gift.
And I hold itnot to break you,but to build a world
where your surrenderand my controlfit together
like lock and key.
AfricanGoddessUK TO MY LOYAL SUPPORTERS,
As the year draws to a close, I find MYSELF reflecting on the incredible journey 2024 has been. This year was nothing short of extraordinary, filled with milestones, unforgettable experiences, and growth that surpassed even MY own expectations. From traveling to new places that expanded MY vision to building deeper connections with those who’ve been here since day one, I owe it all to YOU.
To MY loyal subscribers: YOU made this possible. Every moment of luxury, every goal crushed, every step forward, it’s a testament to your unwavering support and belief in ME. Together, we’ve created something unstoppable, and for that, I AM endlessly grateful.
For those who’ve been watching from the sidelines, wishing they were part of this, know this: you’ve missed out on a year of exclusivity, transformation, and power. MY circle is reserved for those who understand what it means to invest in greatness.
2024 was just the beginning. The next chapter will be bigger, bolder, and untouchable. To MY loyal supporters: thank you for being part of this legacy. To the rest, the door is open, but not for long.
Merry Christmas and here’s to an even more powerful 2025!
With gratitude and fire,
AFRICAN GODDESS
suckyD How many Dommes have found this to be true?
The Servant's Deceit
I kneel before you, head bowed low,A perfect picture of compliance,But every "Yes, Mistress," every "No,"Serves only my own private science.
You think my submission is a gift,A treasure I place upon your throne,But in this carefully constructed rift,I'm serving only myself, and you aloneAre but the mirror to reflectThe pleasure that I truly seek,My true allegiance to respectIs nothing but a game, a trick.
You bind my wrists, you chain my soul,And think you've captured my desire, AngelWingsOnly Part One
I have you in My grasps, under My complete control, you are sitting there collar and leashed bound, bending to My every wish… or you will be. My thought as I looked at the picture of the man I was about to meet for dinner. I gave My attire a once over and checked My bag to make sure that I had everything for the night. While walking out the door, I made a phone call to one of my friends that would be meeting up with me later. Everything was set to go.
A breath taking beauty walked thought the doors at Blue Moon, A nice but private place. You had been talking to Me for a month now and could not believe your luck. This was going to be one of the best nights in your life or so you thought while I sat down.
We had a nice meal and a few drinks. The night was looking good for you or so you thought, While you left to go to the bath room, Islipped something into your drink to make it a little easier to get you to the house.
You wake up in a dark room with a leather collar around your neck. A black leash was hooked on to make sure that my new toy wouldn’t go anywhere. Your hands bound with a spreader bar in the middle. Feet shackled to the wall of My dungeon room. With a crop, blindfold and CBT in My hand. First things first I start to put on the cbt, but with no luck for you are too hard at the moment, so I started to take other matters in to hand. I take My crop and start to slap it against your cock... Telling you to make me happy with letting me put this toy on. And I dangle it in front of you… punishment for not doing so will be severe. And you want to please your Mistress, right? I ask. No response from you. “I’m not happy”, I said. And swat another hit to your cock… this time a little yelp came out. “Do I have your attention, now”…. You answer with a strong but held back “yes Ma’am”. “Now I told you that this needs to go on you, and you are not obeying me,
ChangelingRose
While I’m on a break from Fetlife, one thing I’m conscious of is that I tend to post things about looking for someone to go for cups of tea with, visit graveyards, go to bookshops and then snuggle up for reading. It’s pretty silly, but it’s meant sincerely. While I have to stop myself from adding “apply within”, in the end, it reflects how I would like a relationship to start. A thing of meeting for tea, visiting graveyards/taking quiet walks, and sharing a love of books and reading. Of course, it isn’t everything I want, and I hope that’s obvious as this is a kink site. It’s just that, as I’ve probably said so much that people are sick of it, I want to make a connection on a vanilla level and then grow the kink side of things. I’m looking for a band that takes more than just a love of kink, and I want to go slowly and surely. Eventually, I’d want things to develop into something more committed, and deeper, and to bring in other elements. I just don’t want to rush it. I don’t want to be someone’s mistake. I also want to be sure that most of our mutual needs can be met, and that both of us are working on whatever we need to work on - trauma is being addressed, patterns of behaviour are being broken if they’re negative, and so on. I want to be sure that the connection with this hypothetical person is strong, and that it can withstand a lot of shit - because I think life is going to get more, not less, difficult in the next few years. Any relationship is going to have to be strong enough to ride out the coming storms.Adding to this, I suppose I should expound on what I actually want. Before I go on, I should ask that the reader remember that this is me putting things out into the universe, so of course it’s selfish as fuck - I imagine yours would be too… Isn’t that sort of the point? (It strikes me as odd that we both castigate the “I have no limits” people, but also defining what you want can lead to you being accused that “you’re trying to control things and reduce me to a fetish dispenser” - the point is to talk things through and get to a happy medium, surely?). This is my “moon on a stick” list of things I want to have in a relationship. Vanilla: I want a relationship based on love, trust, communication, and sharing, and that reflects shared values. I want something where we can have separate bedrooms, though, in part because I snore horrifically and I feel guilty if I disturb people’s sleep. I also have restless legs - no idea why, but I suspect it’s anxiety related - and so I want to sleep alone to avoid kicking my partner. I also want to have a space that is mine (mine, all mine, bwahahahaha), because I want somewhere I feel I can go to write, create, and study. Or even just curl up if I need to be by myself because sometimes I do. This isn’t a slight against a hypothetical partner, it’s just how I am. I’m very introverted, think I may be an HSP, and there are times when alone feels like bliss - not because of who the other person is, or anything they’ve done… just because I need that time by myself for my sanity. Touch is, however, very important to me and is probably my primary love language, so I would like a lot of that. I enjoy acts of service too and supporting the person I’m with. I like giving massages and other forms of body worship too. I am happy to take responsibility for housework, cooking, and other domestic chores. This being said, I am a writer and I do need time to work and I expect that to be respected in a relationship. I hope my partner will have their own passions outside of kink and that they can be things we can share (books, board games, cats - you know, stuff like that). I value creativity, so I’d love it if they were also a writer or an artist, or something like that. I know we don’t have to be completely in tandem, but at the same time, I have learned that shared passions are very often the key to a relationship and that losing that common ground can spell disaster. I’m not sure how I feel about having children - I used to be very opposed but now, I just don’t know.
HouseofG On Self-Mastery Before Mastery Over Others
A Master who seeks to command another must first command himself. Authority without discipline is nothing but noise—loud, fleeting, and without weight. True mastery begins within: the mind must be sharpened, the emotions steadied, and the will made unshakable. Only then can the Master stand above his slave with confidence and clarity.
A Master who has not mastered himself becomes ruled by impulse. Anger dictates his words, jealousy clouds his vision, and fear drives his actions. Such a man cannot lead, for he is a servant to his own weakness. A slave will sense this instability, and with it, respect will erode. Without respect, obedience becomes hollow, and the dynamic crumbles.
To achieve self-mastery, the Master must practice three disciplines:
Discipline of the Mind – The Master must think clearly, without being swayed by fear, envy, or pride. Reflection, study, and intentional learning strengthen the intellect and refine judgment.
Discipline of the Body – The Master must hold himself with presence and authority. Care of health, posture, and bearing are not vanity—they are symbols of control and power that the slave must see and feel.
Discipline of the Spirit – The Master must know his own values, beliefs, and purpose. He must act from principle, not reaction, and embody consistency in every command.
When the Master governs himself, his commands are unquestionable. His slave will feel the certainty of his hand, the steadiness of his rule, and the clarity of his authority. Self-mastery is the root of all mastery; without it, the title of Master is an empty shell.
Let it be remembered: before a Master can claim ownership of another, he must first prove ownership of himself.
Windsweptgold0 I read it but....
* I didn't really read the words I just looked at the pics
* I didn't think when you said I had to be in the same country that you meant physically had to be
* I didn't think when you said no one under 50 that you would not make an exception for me as I am very mature
* I didn't think when you did not say to send the pic, I have of myself to you when I ask that you really didn't want to see the pic of myself.
* I didn't think you meant you would not give me a chance, after all, how can you resist me
Well, I filled out my profile and made it as simple as I can so please don't think you can get me to play a game so you get what you want. Read my profile and respect it. I am happy to chat nothing more if you don't fit the bill.
ReadytoLove87 I feel like the majority of people on this site are clinging to an unachievable fantasy.
There. I said it.
Don't get me wrong... Kink, total power exchange, all of that stuff is GREAT, and I wouldn't be here if I didn't want that in my relationship. But so many people here seem to blow those things up into EXTREMES.
We are all here ultimately seeking some form of relationship. Even if you want your relationship to entirely revolve around sex and kink and that is all you care about, it's still a relationship. Especially if you're seeking to be a live-in slave, how do you expect to fill the void when you're NOT in the middle of sex stuff?
The emotional connection is SO IMPORTANT. Yes, it's important to me that my boy be cute and his looks match what I want, but I would get bored of him SO quickly if he had the personality of a potato. I know some of you want to be totally o b j e c t ified and locked away when you're not in use, which DOES sound hot and appealing, but I also feel that would get SO boring, lonely, and miserable after like... a week, if not a day. The kink and power exchange should definitely be present, but to me there is no satisfaction in owning someone without a soul. We are social creatures, and you should be giving more than just your body to me. The TOTAL o b j e c t ification stuff can be a fun activity we do sometimes and turn on and off as I please, but I just don't see the reality in centering a whole lifestyle around it. (Though the total power exchange element WOULD always be present. You are still my human after all!)
If you plan to approach me, PLEASE be ready to talk about more than just sexual stuff. Be your authentic self, let your personality shine through, give me a sense of who you are and what you're all about! I promise it will make me want to own you all the more. My favorite people are the ones with lots of personality.
slave019
I read this profile today and think its nearly perfect"
Hello slaves and Masters. Dom is looking for slave who knows that he/she was born to serve. Im looking for slave bois for permanent ownership. I will break you down. I will show you that your place in life is to serve and please me. I will degrade and discipline you. I wont stop until you truly believe you are shit and that you were destined to be mine. I will make you an my own personal property. Im looking for a live in , cleaning ,sex slave, dinner makeing, foot stool, urinal, cumdumpster, whipping post, slave Im looking to humiliate abuse, degrade slaveboy for my pleasure. Only interested in smooth, submissive, straight acting, slim bois who know that they are made to suffer, serve, obey, please, and commit accept any order from their Master. Absolutely every decision will be taken by Me, what the slave eats, drinks, when, where and how long it sleeps, what to wear should outside activity be granted, no social contact to others. I also do online training so slaves welcome.
Im also looking for disabled slaves and Masters, sissies
My rules are:
The proper way of things.
i.e the way it will be
As My slave you have no rights; in fact you have nothing at all.
You will take your place in fully recognizing the truth of My Supremacy, My Superiority and your own lowly status.
You will obey My commands eagerly to the letter without questioning any of them and you will accept My authority and judgment of your servitude. My word is law and My whip is the implement of its enforcement.
You will spend all your waking hours learning to exist exclusively for My pleasure, comfort, and glory and that of all masters .
You will not allow your mind to wander even for a moment from Me and when it is not occupied in My service you will remember that all you do is at My whim and command. Even the basic privileges for you to eat and sleep, are mine to command.
Do not expect to be cared for in the normally accepted meaning. In My world you will be valued for what you are (a slave) provided your servitude is acceptable. Understand that it will never be perfect in My eyes. You are considered nothing more than an object of My property. You will never forget that you, as a slave, are merely My plaything, a work horse and toy existing only for My service, amusement and pleasure. In your role as My slave I need merely to look after your welfare. You will be kept fit for purpose.
From this moment you will be known as “slave”. If there are, at any times, more than one slave present you will be known as “slave S” or simply “S”.
All of the following rules which are for guidance in your servitude to your superior will apply from henceforth. I will expect absolute adherence to these rules in every detail.
Any failure on your part to follow the rules in every detail will result in punishment administered spontaneously or extended over a period of time determined by me.
Slave Rules
applicable to S, slave of
master
RULE 1
I make the rules and can change them and add to them at any time
RULE 2
slave has no entitlement to discuss the rules or question them in any way.
Appearance
RULE 3
Nakedness for a slave is an overt sign that the slave owns nothing. slave will therefore never be permitted clothes in the house unless there are visitors who are unaware of its status and may be embarrassed.
RULE 4
If we have been away from the home, on return slave will, after any other routine duties, immediately remove its clothes and kneel at my feet to await instructions.
RULE 5
The following (highlighted in red) will be worn at ALL times with the single exception of when passing through airport metal detection equipment.
a stainless steel collar. This will be permanently locked in place.
A thick stainless steel ring around the base of its cock and balls.
a stainless steel chastity device, 24/7/365. This will be locked in place.
stainless steel wrist and ankle cuffs..
Rings piercing Its nipples and penis head.
A chain between its nipple rings.
A heavy steel cock ring-butt plug combination, locked behind its chastity cage.
(This will be worn for periods of up to 12 hours for anal training).
slave will be branded with My initial, such branding to be repeated yearly on its birthday.
slave will have its international slave registry number tattooed at the back of its neck and on its buttocks.
RULE 6
slave will shower, shave its face, head, under arms and pubic area first thing daily.
RULE 7
slave will keep its whole body free from hair using an electric epilator.
BASIC RULES OF RESPECT
RULE 8
slave will treat all masters as its superiors.
RULE 9
slave will address Me as ‘Master’ and all other masters as ’Sir’.
RULE 10
In the presence of masters slave will be on its knees unless carrying something or performing a task which requires it to stand.
RULE 11
slave’s eyes will be always lowered so that it looks only at its superiors’ feet.
RULE 12
slave will remain silent unless spoken to.
RULE 13
slave will never turn its back on a master.
RULE 14
If slave meets a master anywhere in the house whilst carrying out its duties it will immediately kneel, nose on the floor, until He has passed and is out of sight.
RULE 15
If I or any master enters the space where slave is working it will remain kneeling, position 2 until it is ordered to resume its work or carry out some other command or until I leave.
RULE 16
slave will accord all masters the same respect as it accords Me
RULE 17
slave will obey all commands from masters as if directed by Me
RULE 18
slave will beg permission to do anything that is not a direct order from me.
RULE 19
slave will
MistressRikkaVEGAS March 4, 2024
Las Vegas Strip - Restaurant Reviews by Hotel and simple bullet points!
By Mistress Rikka (current Vegas Resident)
Stratosphere Hotel
On Top of The World
Well - I have had the pleasure of dining here for numerous occasions- birthdays, relatives in town, etc.
What I like:
THE VIEW THE VIEW & THE VIEW. The place does a full 360-degree rotation so you can experience the full breadth of Las Vegas-from mt Charleston to Mt Frenchman and all the sleazy and glamourous neighborhoods in between. You must pay $25 per person to get a seat just along the window, however. I think the views are still decent when not along the window, however.
The food is quite good, and the chef does actually feed you reasonable portions, but the menu is limited. The last visit in mid--2023 it was good for steak, chicken (1 dish) and 1 offering of fish (I think it was seabass).
The service all 4 times I went was outstanding – friendly and not ‘stuffy.’
What I do not like:
· Touristy. Remember it is in The Strat so yeah - walking to and even up those escalators can make you cringe.
· It is often swamped with people once you make your way to where you are to check in with the restaurant. The receptionist will tell to go up one floor and wait where they send you a text- and that can get annoying.
Overall - a worthwhile place to go to and kids can enjoy it, too.
Bellagio Hotel
Master23Mike Adding to the House of M - Our search for a slaveThe House of M is looking for a slave.We’re going to be picky, very picky. We will take out time in this search to find the right one at the right time for us. And because of that, we recognize this search will take some time.Our House and more specifically, our dynamic is built on communication, trust, honesty, intelligence, friendship and deep respect for each other. Those who are a part of it, are individuals that recognize that connection and relationship must exist in both the lifestyle as well as in the vanilla world to develop the kind of bonds that are required to create the richness we desire. We want one who will care a deeply about us as we will about them and share our values. We place a high value on intelligence, the mental aspaspaspects of the lifestyle, caring about each other, loyalty, seriousness in and about ones roles, as well as the ability to have fun and be let loose when the time is right.We seek a bi M masochistic slave (under 45), smooth with at least a slightly feminine appearance who is height weight-proportional. One who craves to serve and derives fulfillment from the act of giving themself to us. A slave who knows that their proper place is at a Master's feet, serving whenever, however, and whatever Master requires. Our vision is that my babygirl and I will both Dominate this slave equally as their Master. Not live-in, but possible in the future as part of this long-term dynamic. While there should be NO expectation for sexual use from either of us, they should be ready and eager to serve both of us in any way we choose. Our current needs include domestic, sexual and masochistic service, but know that as we intend for this to be a long time ownership, these needs will evolve and grow. We hope to find one who craves degradation, humiliation, objectification, and belonging, with limits that align with our own (see our profiles).For those who wish to explore becoming part of our House, write us and we can begin a conversation about it, but be patient, be respectful, come ready to show us who you truly are and most of all be patient. Take this time to get to know us as we get to know you.We are worth it - I promise you
Ashtart 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!
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
angeldmort "So into you" or why ification is not as flattering as some guys think it is
A post from my group- from Jan 2022
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The subject today will be centered around ification, and how lack of the right actions is getting in the way of what you want.
Recently my day was spent prepping for Mom spending the night, which mostly meant me continuing to organize, clean and just generally improving the space in my sewing room, (the only real spare room) which has a futon, and most importantly, DOORS, so she can have privacy and quiet from my cats.
Now, being ADD, I work better with music and company, so I put music on that she and I can both enjoy- a Pandora station based on the Doobie Brothers I started just for her.
And being who I am, I tend to listen to lyrics, and then often find myself analyzing them.
Usually, I'm specifically analyzing the relationship failings described in them.
It doesn't always stop me enjoying the music, but sometimes I recognize the stalkery mindsets that filled our airwaves when I was young and impressionable. As were the guys who were listening. It's not surprising that we all grew up thinking these kinds of unhealthy behaviors and expectations were normal, and even romantic.
Songs like Boston's "Let me take you home tonight," where a guy is explaining to a woman he's never actually met before that he's basically been stalking her and built a strong fantasy and expectations about who she is, and now he feels that she should absolutely feel both flattered, and obligated to have sex with him.
"You must understand this, I've watched you for so long, that I feel I've known you, I know it can't be wrong," and goes on to say
"I'm dreamin of your sweet love tonight, let me take you home tonight."
So… he's been watching her for a long time without talking to her, decided who she was without ever having a single conversation, and, of course, imagining sex with her. A lot. And he tells her so, over and over and over. Let me do this thing I want. Let me do this thing I want. Let me do this thing because I want it.
Because that's always what is really going on there. Always the focus and end focus.
Nah... that's not creepy AT ALL. Geesh.
Today, it was "So Into You" by Atlanta Rhythm Section.
Different band, different song, same thought process - I saw you, I was attracted, I've decided who you must be, and I can't think about anything except sex with you - only this time, they seem to want to make it her fault.
Now, at first, what struck me was "could not catch your eyes" and "stand here helplessly hoping you get into me."
Which just makes me ask 'What did he actually try?' I end up envisioning Toothless in How to Train Your Dragon 2, dancing around like a lunatic and freaking out the of his affections. Let's hope it wasn't like that.
But honestly, it sounds like he really didn't try much. He admits that he's 'standing helplessly' rather than walking across the room and saying hello.
Which sounds a lot like complaints I've heard from guys before. "I don't know how to talk to women" and that's where it ends, rather than trying to solve that. I mean, there are classes, there are workshops, there is therapy, etc.
There are options. Why would someone not even try to fix the thing that keeps them from finding companionship if they are stating that they want it?
Passive is not a good look.
Or as has been said "faint heart ne'er won fair lady."
Unfortunately, the closer we look at the lyrics, the creepier it gets.
All this woman did was walk into a room. Suddenly, he's obsessed. He "can't think of nothing else." He says "Love the things you do" when so far, all she's done so far was exist in the same room. She's "driving him crazy," "thinking about how it's going to be" and he's "Gonna love her all over, over and over."
So he's not really thinking about getting to KNOW her. He's focused on this fantasy he has of who she is, and what he wants to do to her.
She's a beautiful woman.
But somehow, she's not really a person.
I mean, he's impressed by her, and he wants something from her. But not enough to make the effort to interact with her as human being.
So he's "helpless" and "driven crazy" and "captured" but is just standing around "hoping."
Worst part is that I really do like the song. Musically, and I like his voice, and the moody, kinda slow jazz feel to it.
Shame about the message.
I do get it - sometimes you see someone who just looks so cool it's hard to figure out how to approach so that they will be as impressed by you as you are by them. I was told that I'm intimidating... decades before I knew that Dominant was a thing. And the problem isn't that he thinks she's beautiful with "voodoo in the vibe."
It's that he's turning that into something SHE's doing - "driving him crazy," and turning his insecurity into "helpless."
And the entire thing is portrayed as flattering, and romantic, and a compliment to her.
Because isn't that what women are supposed to want? For men to desire them? For her beauty to give her power somehow? For her appearance to add to her value to men?
Because "The Male Gaze" is always supposed to be a woman's focus. And what a man feels when gazing is her responsibility. And anything a man might do because of that feeling when gazing at her is her fault.
(cont)
tarasouth Remote Controlled - Part 1This is a fiction story based on a real event
The year was almost over once again and Sally had no one to gift her bound and helpless form to. Another year had passed and every dominant man she had met was a no-hoper. Scrolling on her phone she looked mournfully at the parade of bound subs that filled social media. Tapping over to her dating profile she sighed. It took a lot of patience to filter through the inbox. Determined to keep trying she browsed the various messages she had received. It was the usual stuff - men with empty profiles saying 'hey'. Disappointed she pushed on through message after message until she saw one with a photo attached. Steeling her courage, Sally tapped the message desperately hoping it wasn't yet another unsolicited dick pic.To her surprise it wasn't. It was a picture of an app that she recognised. She used the app herself for one of her toys. As she took in the picture she realised that her username was displayed. 'Random Control' was a feature of her app controlled toys. A butt plug and vibrator she owned could be worn and then controlled by a random user of the app. Sure enough, this picture was coming from someone who she had chatted with as he controlled her toys! For a moment panic made her blood run cold. Was it creepy that he'd tracked her down on a dating site? What other profiles of hers did he know about? Semi-paralysed by this surprise it took her some time before she read the message to which the picture was attached.
'Control doesn't have to be random. All you have to do is ask.'
Sally froze. This was out of the ordinary. How is someone meant to answer this? She gulped, but found herself unable to tap away from the message. She had to know more. Quickly she tapped through and read this man's profile. Thepicture wasn't amazing, but there was a very well written description of what this man was looking for. With every line Sally found herself drawn in further and faster. On the screen at least this man seemed like everything she was looking for. At least, right up until he used a single word - pantyhose. Sally's growing smile dropped. He was likely American. No Brit would use that word. Sure enough, on checking there it was - Bridgeport, Connecticut. Still, he deserved a reply. It was the most interesting message she'd received in weeks.
'I remember our chat. It was mindblowing. I'm sorry to say I'm not looking for an online relationship. - Sally'
Dispondant, Sally closed the site and settled down for a lonely night. Streaming the latest reality show nonsense, her brain numbed and the familiar rut closed in. Moments later her phone buzzed.
'What is it about online that worries you? - Jonathan'
'Consequences, there can't be any when its all online. I can say I've done something but you have no way of knowing if thats the truth. Its just not as fun for me. - S'
'I understand. Are you up for another fun chat then?'
Sally smiled. An online D/s relationship didn't get her motor running, but the thought of someone else teasing her with her toys really did. She quickly messaged back before hurrying to her toy chest. A touch of lube later and her plug and vibe were in. A few quick taps and she had the app open and connected to the man on the other end. His voice wasn't terribly deep. In fact he spoke very softly and gently. Almost careful with every word he chose to use.
'I really did love the message Jon.'
'It's Jonathan, not Jon.' He hadn't raised his voice at all to say this, instead he chose to set her toys to vibrate at their maximum settings. Sally breathed deeply as the toys caused her to let out a low moan.
'S..sorry Jonathan.'
'That's okay. Now you know.' The vibrations stopped as he lowered the control on his app. Then a second later, there was a barely perceptable rumble from her plug combined with a slow rhythmic buzz from her vibe. Sally gulped, he was good.
'You know Sally, there are other toys like this. Other ways a long distance dynamic can work.' But Sally bared heard, he was clearly skilled at controlling these types of vibrating toys. He was varying not just the intensity but the frequency and the patterns of her toys.
'Or maybe, even this type of play isn't something you enjoy as much as it sounds like?' The vibration stopped from both of Sally's toys. Snapping back to reality her hips were wriggling around, desperate for the good feelings from the toys.
'Please, don't stop now!'
'Well then Sally, answer me. Did you know that there are a lot of different long distance toys like this?'
'I'm sure there are. I don't think it would help though. Even in person, I can be bratty. I find ways to make it seem like I've done what was asked of me.' The vibrations began again, but this time at a very low level. Sally's hips writhed against the air, desperate to make the most of the sensations from the toys. She gripped her breats, teasing her nipples.
'What if I had a plan? A way of addressing some of your weaknesses? Would you be willing to at least hear me out?'
'I...I suppose...I could keep an...oh...oh.' Sally struggled for words as he played with her toy's controls masterfully.
'An open mind?'
'Oh god! Ye...ye...yes, and open mind.'
'I'm glad to hear it. Now, when you are close, do be a good little slut and ask me for permission to cum.'
Sally's entire body began to quake as both the plug and the vibe filled her with sensations that felt amazing. Closing her eyes, she flipped to her front and ground her hips into her bed, trying to get more from the sensations of the vibe filling her. A few moments later, she was begging the male voice she knew as Jonathan for the permission to cum. He managed to play the controls so well that he kept her right on the edge of an orgasm for another two minutes. To Sally it felt like twenty, but before too long he said in a gentle voice:
'Cum for me Sally.'
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.
MistressNikkiVixen I thought stepping away for a bit would give some of you time to think about what you actually want.
Not the fantasy. Not the oversexualized idea you’ve built in your head. But what you truly desire—and whether you’re capable of participating in it in a real, grounded way.
Instead, I come back to the same pattern.
Too many messages. Too little awareness.
So let me make this very clear.
My hard no’s:
1. Entitled, attention-seeking behavior.If you think you deserve my time simply because you showed up..you don’t.If your version of “submission” is performative, reactive, or rooted in insecurity, I will dismiss you just as quickly as you arrived.
2. Dominants (beyond friendship).I already have aligned energy in my life. I am not looking to add to that.If you don’t fit within the world I’ve built, you won’t be invited into it.
3. Unrealistic arrangements.Let’s be adults.I’m an established woman with multiple businesses and a full life. I’m not looking for a roommate, a project, or someone trying to fast-track access to my space.Real connection is built over time—with intention, not convenience.
4. Fantasy vs. Reality.What I am is not a costume.
I am a naturally dominant woman. I’ve led, directed, and held authority long before this had a label attached to it. This is not something I turn on and off, and it’s not something I perform for entertainment.
So approach me with that understanding or don’t approach me at all.
I’m not hidden. I’m not confused. And I’m certainly not here to play.
I’m a real woman with a real life. If you want to exist anywhere near it, you’ll need to come correct.
Submissives only. Now get it the fuck together.
— Mistress Nikki Vixen
MissyMichelle Please do not lie to me! If you lie you may get away with it for a short while but you will doom the relationship to fail in the long run. If you and I get to the point where I accept you into my service you will give all contact information like your real name, address, and phone number and we will communicate by phone and sometimes on video and we will work toward getting on a plane for real life visits. If you can not do this, or if you dont want to do this, then do not write me and tell me that you want to serve. I am tired of people telling me that they want to sweep my floor but they don't feel comfortable telling me their name! Get real.I will train you in how to think and how to serve. Training your thinking is detailed and involves defining words so that you and I mean the same thing when we speak. It does not start out sexual at all. It will be like school. You will take notes and be tested. But before we start that process you will provide the same kind of identifying information you would need to provide to a school about who you are. It is not the first thing I ask, but I will ask for it eventually so don't start out telling lies.I can accept MANY things about you from your past. When I say that I accept them it means that I accept that you have these things in your past. It does not mean that you will be able to continue those things. If you have made mistakes you can tell me, and we will decide how you should proceed from this point. If you can be submitted and committed, then you can succeed. If you want to say how things should be or how they will progess then you will fail.Do you still want to serve?If you do want to serve be sure to show me that you have read this journal article by summarizing this article, and any other journal articles, and summarizing my profile in your own words in your first letter to me. This will show me that you have read my full profile and journal and it gives you an opportunity to tell me the things you like best (or worst) about what you have read. If you write me with just a one liner or even a short paragraph I will know that you have NOT read my entire journal and profile. And that you would rather disrespect me by writing before even investigating what I have written.
I will return all letters from those who make this sincere effort.Miss Michelle
nightsweets This morning, about 4am, on a long and dark and empty stretch of southbound I95, going about 70mph, I hit a large raccoon. Despite my being in the center lane, mindfully watching the sides of the roads for anything moving or eyes reflecting, there he just was. There was no time to swerve, then a sickening impact that I suspect I will replay over and over. Then there was a lot more noise I at first thought was pieces of him going through my wheel well.
I was still 90+ minutes from home and there were no other cars around and I decided to keep going and see if I could get home before the tire went flat. I've never hit an animal before, feels awful.
I did make it home by which time lots of noises were coming from the passenger front of my car, took pics, and was shocked to see the extent of the damage to the bumper, all the front lights under the headlight, gone, lost the lining of the wheel well somewhere along the way, etc. Checked in earlier this morning and there's a puddle of something under my car.
I am no kidding thankful for insurance which is going to help with all of this. Miserable about the raccoon. Miserable about the extent of damage.
But, what I realized was how such an incident emphasizes the joy of being owned, or at least in a solid D/s relationship. There was nobody to call at 4am, or at 6am, no shoulder, nobody to help take the shakes off and get the nervous energy out, nobody to say it is OK, that I would be OK. There wasn't someone who might have a clue what the puddle was, and a better idea than I about if it was driveable. There were no feet tangled with mine in the wee hours, the comfort of His touch. There was no guidance navigating for the first time with an insurance company, getting a ride to the rental car place, dealing with getting the rental, etc. All scary, solo.
There's always so much emphasis on what the sub/slave gives, but this morning was an example of what she gets when "normal" life intervenes and he is there to take charge in addition to being comforter-in-chief.
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.
SirInBrighton Having spoken to you for a few weeks now, we understand each other. Our face to face meeting is at hand.
I know what motivates your need to serve and please your man. In the vanilla world, you have confidence - or at least a veneer of confidence you maintain - but internally you feel yourself unsure, uncertain and that sometimes you just want to run away. I pick you up, dust you down with warm encouraging words, embracing you as you feel the strength of me and know I give you care and comfort.
I know you. I know your thoughts, I know your experiences and I know what you need from me. I know your hard limits and the agreed safe signals.
We share a strong connection already. We have an emotional bond and an excitement between us as we plan to become a unity, planning our homelife and talking about our values of partnership and family together.
I value your intelligence, your feminine elegance and your utter submission to me, only me. Your devotion, loyalty and eagerness to please whilst still maintaining your vanilla pride and confidence - I respect that and appreciate those qualities.
You enjoy the guidance I give you, my mentoring, the boundaries that I give you and my affection.
Soon, you will arrive. We have discussed this many times. We know what to expect of each other, and yet, there is still that excitement.
I hear footsteps approach my front door ...
BlueFyre Haha. Seems Drumf is a bad word on this site. Let's see if an edit makes the cut...
11/5/24 If you're a Drumf supporter, let's not waste each other's time. We will never be more than cordial acquaintances, at best. I genuinely cannot ever understand the mindset that accepts his behaviours in any way, shape, or form, let alone as leader and role model for this country and the world.
Apparently some people don't understand how politics plays into a site like this. In this case, it goes way beyond politics and into morality. I can be civil, as evidenced by my opening lines here. When what I really feel in my heart is:
I have no fucking use for you in my life, you fucking traitors to humanity, compassion, and decency. You call yourselves patriots and wave the US flag, all while supporting a would be dictator. You don't value Democracy, nor any of the millions of immigrants, women, disabled and/or ethnicly diverse individuals, or even children you've stepped on...y'know, people who make this country truly Great. Your red hats are just as UN-patriotic as if they were red coats. At least you got the color right, traitors.
skinprof Seller accepted everything I wanted.. Down to the last details. In underwriting and waiting for a closing date. This limbo has been emotionally draining.
I have clients who are sticking by me, wondering if they have one more appt. , or am I leaving.
It seems it will be soon, just don't know when.
I have all sorts of emotions. I'm feeling so ambivalent and anxious.
I'm stepping so far out of my comfort zone.
I will know noone, will have to learn a whole new area. Grow a circle of new friends, find doctors, dentists, car maintenance, vet, etc etc.
I will be setting a cottage for my dad, finding a caretaker for the weekends, and setting up braille lessons for him.
There will be much to do, packing, loading moving, unloading unpacking, arranging. On top of this , I'll be going into growing season, which means I will have a lawn on top of landscaping and gardening !
What was I thinking? I'm not 30 😆
I'm going to miss many of my clients, they have become special to me. My friends too ! The comfort of familiarity and confidence in my knowledge of my area. I'm a native to my part of the state.
I will not miss the politics of the DC area.
I've watched it become so contentious and intolerant. I'm so sick of the constant drum beat of pernicious propaganda.
sassybabydoll3 I am tired of let people in.... I feell stupid for trusting. I'm tired of finally letting my walls down, opening up and to someone who has such a special and major important role in my life.. only to be discarded at the slightest change of mood. People just don't care what it does to a person. My feelings.. matter.. I am who I say I am.. Some people want to just form a judgment and assumption of me unfairly and to disregard my truth because they find some created idea in their mind to be more legitimate. So they pick manufactured fiction formed by their imagination... over the facts and truth from the source.. yeah.. that makes a whole lot of sense huh..
I think I need to learn that if someone wants to believe the worst about me, then they were looking for an excuse. I just want to say these men who message me deep and all acting like they care for me or my well being and like they have my back and talk to me every day and block me over nothing?? Please do not put me through this and play games with me.. Please. I have been through enough and you have no care for the emotional hell and self loathing and mind fuckery you leave me to stew in.. My mental health matters and there is no need to lead me on and let me drop. I need to keep putting myself out there to find the right one for me, but the fallout from the disbelief and hurt and confusion.. It makes me feel an absolute fool for believing someone who seemed genuine with a real interest in me.. That's a mind fuck. My psyche cannot keep taking this kind of unfair and immature mistreatment.
Please... I just want someone real, for once. Not put on or an act or manipulation. Just be real.
CowGurlJan I am a bit concerned over the mail I get here on Collarspace.My profile CLEARLY states that I am a very happily owned bisexual slave. I have been owned for eleven years. So why do all these male subs, switches and Doms mail me about becoming either their pet or serving me? I just do not understand.
My profile seems very clear and concise to me. Are there that many Trolls that just resond to my pictures without even bothering to read my profile? Are these men complete idots who simply can't Master the english language?
I am polite to people but I find these folks to be annoying.
Please stop
GoddessExis1 Many messages- let's addres and be clear and concise.
So many have this aversion to Dominants who are interested in transactional ects of this lifestyle and so many have been taken advantage of, hurt, scammed. I am so sorry you've put yourself in such position, except- own it and wear a helmet. If youre that desperate but only wish to live bi-curiously through your online persona, behind the security of a screen and your cowardice; please do not judge and condemn those of Us who truly are committed to who We are as dominants.
This may not be the absolute truth, it is simply My experience in over fifteen years in this particular site, lifestyle and walking in My truth and acceptance as a Dominant Woman, you seek leadership, direction, guidance, for someone else to take the responsability (often times, the burden) of where you are and guide you to be the best you can be, to serve Us. Power exchange is not, at least for Me, a kink. It is My identity, in every ect and area of of My life. So, approach with humility, accountabilit and honesty to your own self, to who and what you say you are. Do not, however, message me with aimless superficial comments, idle or vain conversation or the worst- requests as though you are pulling up a drive thru window topping from the bottom making requests and commands.
Infinite question?-" How does one earn a spot at Goddes' feet?"
Through committed, consistent actions. Bdsm aside, that’s how a man, woman( however it is you identify as)who knows who he/she is/ they are, what he/she/they is/are doing, what his/her/their purpose is and what he/she is /they are willing to be or become to get it knows the price for anything is actions for it speaks of who he/she is they are, his/her character and value. Values are simply what W/we value most above all else. Values are Priorities. The higher the priorities, higher the standard- My standards.
The higher the price paid in any power exchange is and will always be submission and sacrifice of who you are through your actions, not words. sacrifice of your time, commitment and honest and consistent actions and communication. That in itself is money, is the kind of money, finances, many here do not have because as subs or slaves the are simply not it or are not at the level I and many dominants deserve. All is well, so lukewarm and flakes or those who revel in nice ideas and words but are not in a covenant and commitment towards who they are. Many are not even aware they are required and must take ownership of their identity. Who it is you, as a sub or slave, at best are mediocre, and at worst are cowards. so they’re filtered away by their limitations and mediocrity. Many of you discarded and ignored to continue to repeat the same level, course, process, lessons over and over and over because you are completely comfortable in your discomfort, victim hood and mediocrity whilst continue to complain why you are where you are, why you suffer, for you do not see that is you who limits yourself.
Without said self revelation and acceptance, there cannot be space for the discipline and obedience to your own self as a submissive, slave. Taking ownership, accountability and responsibility of this self awareness is to be committed and loyal to who it is you are at your core and pay whatever price necessary; whether it is parts of yourself, to be transformed, upgraded, or simply let go and let die so your true self can be liberated through deed. This is one very finite answer to what I mean by “earn a spot at Goddess’ feet”- at any dominants feet quite frankly.
We are what W/we give and in return what W/we are and give is also what is returned to U/us ten fold. To serve is a privilege that requires sacrifice and courage, to give is also to receive. Both are one and the same. For Me? This is the standards I adhere and live by- so whatever is done for Me I know is the minimum for I know who and what as a sub or slave with trust, committed actions and guidance My subs have flourished and transformed into their own personal and professional lives.
girly06 A fantasy of mine..."My internal world is rich with wicked fantasies, and I know the feeling of a tortured existence when those fantasies and desires are not fulfilled. If you’re looking for a girl who is willing and eager to open herself up to your darkest desires and most erotic dreams, then please read further.
Have you ever had a desire to see an eager, willing thing serve your every whim? Or fantasised about being tied up and chastised, told you’re a naughty boy whilst your mistress tells you just how she ought to punish you? Or perhaps you may have thought about a night out for some discreet public play, toy in you or your partner whilst the other holds the remote? Whatever your fantasy, I’d like to make it a reality.
I derive immense enjoyment from fulfilling another’s needs and desires, thus, their interests become my own. So, if you are yet to take that first step into the delicious world of sex and needing a friendly smile and eager attitude to illuminate the path, have a fantasy that you are dying to explore, or have an interest in exploring various kinks to discern what tickles your tail feather, I’m offering my body and oh-so excited mind to bring those desires to fruition.
So boys and girls, if you feel our interest may align please message me for, what could be, a wild and delicious ride. "
CarpeEros Sadly there are those (let's call this hypothetical collection of CS profiles, 'demographic X'), who will judge you, and make all sorts of bigoted assumptions about you, and twist your words beyond any recognition and to such extremes that it would make a pretzel blush, all based, largely, on your demographics.
Now, such an X couldn't pretend to twist my words into sexual interest, since I directly mentioned among other things, my being asexual...but there are 100 other ways to twist your words and reach the goal of being "offended". For example, by pretending that my writing has to do with *their* category, when, as I alluded to in passing, and when in reality, I've sent over the last 10 years, more than a few similar (not at all identical, but similar in writing style, tone etc) friendly notes, a gentle, polite, friendly query asking for clarification, to those of different category(what's a French word for "type", again?)...who were almost all of them quite appreciative, and usually even thanked me, for the inquiry and for my gentle suggestion they might, perhaps, want to consider clarifying a thing or two in self-description, as well as clarify/answer my question.. Great!
So it had nothing to do with the demographics of such an X. It's not fully clear whether the scorched earth reply(to things not remotely related to what I actually said), had to do with my demographic in general, of my demographic only since they also now were aware that I was asexual, therefore not interested in X; either way, horrible motive, even if might have been only a subconscious motive rather than conscious one... and either way, putting 100 things in my mouth I didn't come within a mile of saying.. twisting a cordial, polite note which in fact, bent over backward to be friendly, not assuming anything by me..and twist it to a super-pretzel and then unleash a stream of hate that would impress anyone in Hades..
And folks wonder why one has not only turned (not quite completely but nearly fully) asexual and also with ever-lower views of the Current State of the Human Race. (there is at least some truth to the adage that 'no good deed [or kind gesture] goes unpunished' but the many times it was appreciated, are happy memories, happy enough so eventually, I'll again make such a deed/gesture)
We will not point a finger at the inherent worth and longer-term potential of the human race; I still hope and even believe we will slowly over decades and centuries become better. Among other things, getting out of the extreme social, psychological, financial, emotional, self-image, etc stress that so many fellow human beings around seem to be in, surely would help. Hence the comment above was about not "the human race" but the "current state of" our species and society. Ah well. A nice walk in beautiful nature with sunshine, does, and did, a lot of positive healing, and works wonders.
jenjen4712 pet store (1/3)
you lead me into the pet store quietly, just smiling to yourself when i shiver from the cool air on my already wet pussy. you hold my hand as we walk through the store, but move to stand behind me when we get to the collars and leashes. you place your hands possessively on my hips and pull me back against you, enjoying the view down my top as my breathing speeds up. "it's time, baby," you whisper into my ear. "what kind of collar do you want?"
i hadn't thought about helping you choose my collar. i had half expected to wake up one morning to find it around my throat, if i was being honest, and i was overwhelmed by the choices.
i shake my head, and you feel the moment my trembling shifts from arousal to panic. you pull me closer and kiss the side of my throat. "you're not choosing," you remind me. "you're helping me, but this is not up to you." your voice is sterner now and i sink into it, letting you steady me. "clear?"
"yes sir."
you kiss me on the throat again, in a spot i know will soon be covered up by your collar, and i moan softly.
"good girl," you murmur before letting me go.
i watch you walk up the aisle before moving to the collection of leather collars. i lose track of you while i look through the rows of collars, touching the cool leather, feeling how supple or stiff they are, shaking them to see how much noise they make and how heavy they are.
i turn back to you as you walk back down the aisle toward me. you pick up one of the training collars, a metal one with spikes on the inside, and hold it up, jangling it to make sure you have my attention. my breathing speeds up again and you laugh a little when i squeeze my thighs together and reach out to the wall of collars to steady myself, but you put it back on its shelf. "maybe next time," you tell me, and finish walking back to me.
you reach out to touch the collar i was looking at with one hand, and the other slips under my skirt, trailing up and down the slickness coating my inner thighs. you trace those wet fingers over my lips and i greedily suck them into my mouth, moaning a little at the taste of us. you start to pull your hand away but i hold onto it, making sure i haven't missed anything and rocking my hips in time to my sucking.
you laugh at my whine when you finally remove your fingers from my mouth. "such a desperate little thing you are, babe." you move to stand behind me, trapping me between your body and the wall of collars. "this one?" i don't know how your voice is completely steady, considering you have one hand under my skirt again and i can feel you getting hard.
when you first brush against my pussy lips, i look around, making sure we're alone. "eyes ahead," you tell me, your fingers stroking up and down my wet cunt. "tell me why this one."
"it's pretty. i like--" i stop, ging when your fingers find my clit. a light pinch from you brings me back. "i like that it looks delicate, light pink with little gold hearts." i'm trying to grind against your fingers now, but you keep them far enough away that i can't get any relief.
"and?"
i can't help the whine that escapes me when you slip two fingers inside me. i rock against your fingers as i continue. "i like the matching bracelet. i can wear that whenever i can't wear the actual collar. so i'm always collared. always yours." i barely squeeze it out before you're pulling your hand out from under my skirt and i whine louder.
you step back and watch me as you bring your fingers to your mouth. i'm still braced against the wall, eyes closed, hips rocking against nothing. there's a trail of pussy juice dripping down my legs and i can't hold back all the little moans and whimpers. "look at you, my pathetic, wanton slut. we haven't even looked at leashes yet."
yourgirljoy So many letters asking about the intro quote in my profile. Nope, it's not from a book. I wrote it. For all those who are asking, here's the full version:::
That sweet girl, with the world in her soul, the heart of it on her sleeve, tears like diamonds never shed for the pain of the world felt too sweetly. She holds it all, your dreams, your desires, and the ability to take your darkest fantasies and make them whole. She is strength of spirit, and her soul flies free above you. You can take her to arm, like a falcon coming to roost, but you will never tether this feather of sunlight. Yet, fragile is this creature. As if to say, all your words were glass in delicate hands. One false word, and the glass shatters, shards of bloody pain amidst her fragile fingers. Oh, speak you the truth, that her gentle hands stay soft and her eyes glow for you. Speak you the truth, that the world, your world, not shatter and leave her with glow extinguished. Rather let her fly, admiring the curve of her as she soars, knowing that it is to you she returns, that sweet girl, to let you glimpse the heart of it all deep within falcon green eyes."
by yourgirljoy 2022
iwanabthbstslave Ok so I don't know but I have this vision in my mind of me serving
a strong woman she has silver hair and loves and expects me to be at my best and in my
dreams I do
in them I begin my day at the foot of her bed awakening before her to be able to prepare for her
i wash and shower make her coffee begin her breakfast make sure everything is clean and straighten up
before she wakes up I draw a bath make her toast and kneel at the side of the bed and slowly kiss her feet and up her body this normally wakes up her happy and refreshed but today seems different she simply lays on her back and says I have to pee I'm not used to this but I'm prepared I grab a towel climb on the bed between her legs put the towel under me just in case and attach my mouth to her she releases herself very slowly allowing me to breathe and swallow it's quite sour being her first of the day but I know from experience that this is what she wants and my best course of action is to drink her clean her and allow her to go back to sleep
as I'm thinking this I notice the stream has stopped and she's pushing my head , she quietly says clean me
and I run an fetch a warm washcloth I wipe her and she rolls over and says I'm still tired and would like to sleep turn off the shower and coffee and go do the laundry be back here at 8am and wake me up by massaging and kissing my back I expect the laundry to be done and I would like oatmeal instead of toast now I have my task and an hour to complete them
this is normally when I wake up with a raging hardon and I gotta admit I always feel a little dirty like is there something wrong with me for wanting this type of relationship?
it's October and the submissve inside of me wants to be allowed out to play
i do a pretty good job at surp them have for a few years now
But can I tell you how bad I yearn to be slapped smacked and spit on
i really really love to be used and abused and honestly it's been too long
MsPam4u No one stays around for long. This is the famous words, I hear: "I don't think I can relocate after all, have lived here all my life" "I need some space to clear my head, it's not you, I am just so confused" "I can't get you out of my head, I tried by not talking to you and it just made me want to talk to you more, I just want to be with you, but I am so confused,"
And in all of this?? "It's NOT you!" What else am I suppose to think?
BOYS have your ducks in a row, BEFORE a Mistress spends time directing you, with her words and stories, to begin the molding of your spirit to her will. That is just a small example of what I have gotten. This is also why a Mistress usually talks to several boys at the same time.
LondonTriangle This is not a kink message but a human, normal message.
Majority of us who put work first and mental health last, I appreciate now being told off and told you need to look after yourself or your can't look after others.
I can literally feel the headache like someone is poking their fingers into my brain for fun.
It is raining in London and I am taking a couple of days off but the rain is doing me some good, telling me slow down, rest, grill some sausages, pour some wine, enjoy your plants that are thriving, read a book and slow down.
Forget wear and tear or getting older (in my 30s so not that bothered) but I can feel the life effort reaching overload.
I love helping others but might be time to consider a sabbatical.
alenaslight Are you carrying heavy loads you wish would go away or that you could move away from them? Galatians 6:2 says we should carry each others burdens. We should come together to exhort and lift one another up. When two or more are gathered in Christ's name, He is with them. He also promises to give you rest when you are weary and burdened. As Christians we are not to use biased judgement or prejudice against another whether they be Christian or not. Christ is working behind the scenes and they very well could be saved even if their life doesn't look like it from your perspective. We should encourage one another to be loving, kind, blameless, and to love God and one another, enemies included. Seek godly wisdom and understanding. Be moved towards allowing Christ to evolve you from the inside out. Let your adorning be more inwards than it is outwards. The Bible is filled with practical truths that help you to show love, act in love, love others, love God, and even forgive and love an enemy. All scripture is God breathed and useful for teaching, rebuking, correcting, and training in righteousness. Please turn to Jesus today, he loves you enough to not leave you where you are. Life is a journey are you allowing him to walk it with you?
VTFemaleEunuch I regularly get messages asking me what I consider edge play or what is an "extreme" scene that I have done. A few thoughts on this. First, and most importantly, my adventures are no one else's fapping material. I have met people off this site before, but that is more of an exception than a regularity. Sharing something like a story, which is very intimate, or a scene, is asking a lot right off the bat and is something that no one is entitled to.
What is considered edge is going to be different for each of us? I am not here to one-up on someone or compare sausages. What is taboo to me? Having someone viewing another person on camera might not seem hardcore, but having cameras set up 24/7 to view on-demand is. Going out to dinner may not seem hardcore, but my footing the bill can be edgy. Humiliating play may not be edgy, but when you consider mental health, it can be as sharp as a physical knife edge.
If you are not on the same wavelength as I am, you will miss the subtleties of how sharp my edge is.
plaisirnoir Below is a cut and paste of a partial response to someone who asked me "where am I from?" I told them to google why asking a POC that question is racist. For a change, they did. My response explains not only why one should not ask where I am from, but also why I require my potential anything to be an intersectional feminist.
I will also point out that it is not my responsibility to educate you, it is your own responsibility to educate yourself.
*****
If we simply look at the stats from last weeks international mother language day, English is the most spoke language in the world. The reason for that is because of the colonization by the British empire. Which leads me to point out how not homogeneous the population of UK is as during that time, the colonists literally kidnapped from every corner of the world then forced (the kidnapees) to reside in the UK. The "barbarians" were regularly brought back and exhibited then dumped to live in the worst conditions if not as slaves. The white majority forced all these minority to erase their rich culture in order to survive. And not just in the UK but at their homeland. Simply research into chicken tikka masala - not a dish that existed in India before the British invasion. One also simply has to trace the development of rice as a cash crop around the world to observe the change abolition had the Chinese diora. There are many examples in the history to demonstrate the diversity of UK's population.
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This is why in my profile I clearly state I am looking for partners who are intersectional feminists. People who have at least attempted educated themselves about how different factors in the world that have affected peoples lives, specifically that of disadvantaged individuals. Because while I do not expect my partners and I to share common life experiences, empathy and the willingness to understand where each other comes from is an important thing to have in every relationship. Being supportive and an ally is another.
BrightonKink Having spoken to you for a few weeks now, we understand each other. Our face to face meeting is at hand.
I know what motivates your need to serve and please your man. In the vanilla world, you have confidence - or at least a veneer of confidence you maintain - but internally you feel yourself unsure, uncertain and that sometimes you just want to run away. I pick you up, dust you down with warm encouraging words, embracing you as you feel the strength of me and know I give you care and comfort.
I know you. I know your thoughts, I know your experiences and I know what you need from me. I know your hard limits and the agreed safe signals.
We share a strong connection already. We have an emotional bond and an excitement between us as we plan to become a unity, planning our homelife and talking about our values of partnership and family together.
I value your intelligence, your feminine elegance and your utter submission to me, only me. Your devotion, loyalty and eagerness to please whilst still maintaining your vanilla pride and confidence - I respect that and appreciate those qualities.
You enjoy the guidance I give you, my mentoring, the boundaries that I give you and my affection.
Soon, you will arrive. We have discussed this many times. We know what to expect of each other, and yet, there is still that excitement.
I hear footsteps approach my front door ...
MistressNikkiVixen There’s a pattern I see far too often—and it’s impossible to ignore.
Too many men hiding behind loud opinions, inflated egos, and surface-level submission. Talking endlessly, questioning everything, yet completely lacking the one thing that actually matters: direction.
And no—I don’t place that blame entirely on them.
Without consistent interaction, correction, and instruction from the Dom side, many never develop the proper tone of submission. They don’t learn restraint. They don’t learn how to listen. They don’t learn how to respond with intention instead of impulse.
So they remain… reactive. Over-opinionated. Frustrating.
Not because they’re incapable—but because no one required more of them.
Submission has a tone to it. It’s measured. It’s aware. It understands when to speak, and more importantly, when not to. It doesn’t push for control under the guise of curiosity or “connection.”
And without structure, without standards, without a Dom who actually enforces both—most will never evolve past that noise.
That doesn’t interest me.
I’m not here for unmanaged energy or misplaced ego.
I’m here for discipline. For growth. For those who are capable of refinement—and willing to be shaped by it.
The difference is always obvious.
— Mistress Nikki Vixen
VTFemaleEunuch To clear up some answers before you reach out.
I am a Bigger Person. I am around 290 in weight and have put a lot of energy, time, and effort into myself. I go to a nutritionist every other week, stick to my meds, and have no issue with my size.
If you are not into me at 290 (about 30 pounds lighter than earlier this year), then I will not be into YOU when I am lighter than 290.
I am biologically female, Assigned Female At Birth, and identify as non-binary.
I am no longer in a power dynamic.
I am looking for people interested in a non-traditional service submissive with particular specialties.
I have realized I am more of an alpha personality because if there is too much drama/ multiple alphas, I will back off and do my own thing. I am loyal as fuck but independent as well.
I am looking for Sadists who enjoy physical, emotional, and psychological play while being aware of their mental and physical health. I am aware of my mental health; I expect you to be mindful of yours.
Pegstresss
PSA FOR YOU TEXT-WARRIOR, NO-ACTION “SUBS”
Let’s make this real clear ‘cause some of y’all slow: this ain’t no slap-n-tickle daycare, and I ain’t your lil fantasy pen-pal. I see way too many of you running your mouth about “devotion” and “service,” but your actions stay ghost like rent day.
Y’all been out here trained by hobby dommes handing out fake titles like raffle tickets! Oh congrats, you learned how to kneel for selfies and type “yes, mistress” with your thumbs. Cute. But let me remind you...I am NOT the one to play them baby games with.
Let’s cut the bullshit:
If your “service” starts with your nut in mind, you already disqualified.
If your follow-through weaker than your WiFi signal...don’t step to me.
If all you bring is paragraphs, emojis, and zero execution. You can consider yourself pre-blocked in spirit.
I don’t do needy. I don’t do text pets. I don’t do “maybe later.” You get one lane and one chance: service with backbone, obedience without your ego hangin’ out, and movement I don’t gotta chase you for. Miss that lane? Cool! Your exit is already waiting with the engine running.
I don’t do reindeer games. You either show up in discipline, readiness, and action, or you get shown the exit with extreme swiftness and silence.
This is not a cuddle corner for your kink curiosity. This is service with spine, obedience with precision, and presence without ego. If that sounds like too much for you, good! Go stay in the shallow end where the slap-n-tickle Dominants will praise you for a "Yes, Mistress."
This ain’t Fetlife cosplay. This is Pegstress territory! If that’s too grown for you, go back to the hobby dommes who clap for you just for showing up breathing.
I’m not arguing with no sub who can’t execute. I don’t repeat myself... I'll just replace you.
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.
watchfulgirl I know this sounds harsh but due to all the players it has to be said...
dont bother to message me if you are here for a quick hook up, mind games, players, people that have no idea what BDSM is and even ones that think you may know ...first I am in a monagamous relationship and it will stay that way. Ive been here for years. i know all the games and the attempts at control and topping from the bottom or pretending to be whatever to get what you need ...i am real and i have real friends. I also have great knowledge about bdsm in all ects and have experience. I am not seeking to partake in the lifestyle with anyone else other than who I am already in a relationship with. Im not here because i need anything other than just to be here. my reasons for being here have nothing to do with trying to be with anyone else. REAL convo is hard to find and most people pretend and as soon as they find out they cant get anything from me that they need they stop talking. Im here im not leaving the site . I want to be here .
what really gets my attention is honesty and real ...no masks... just real honest open people who are not trying to get what they can out of another person with no care about them what so ever ...
BlackPhx What respect means to me
Respect is a versatile word in that it has multiple meanings depending on use.
I mostly see the word respect by the definition to place high or having great esteem or admiration.
This form of respect is something that can not be given, nor can it be taken away as noble words and deeds must earn it.
A second aspect of the word respect is giving consideration or special attention.
I do not like to use respect in this way. I prefer to use the word courtesy instead as it is more often viewed more favorably by audience, especially in the bdsm community
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.
Retiredblueline What's Forrest Gumps password? 1forrest1
I am not perfect, I don’t expect those around me to be either. I don’t dwell on mistakes or the past. I choose to move on. We have all stumbled on this venture of finding the right person. Those stumbles do NOT define us. How we work our way through the problem does. Why do we look for someone else to be perfect? Are we? Do we bring baggage to the relationship?We each need to find someone who makes us happy and whole, then lean on each other through the hard times. Find someone who is willing to meet you halfway and adjust as we grow. Learn from each other and teach each other. How long are we willing to look for perfect ? NEVER accept TOXICITY as acceptable.
C0SMICCUNT WARNING:
POLITICAL RACIST SEXIST DEFAMATORY PROFANE STATEMENTS FOLLOW!
Keep OUR laws off of MY body.
Or be prepared for US to start making laws for YOUR body.
The only reason why it is not the law of this land that a woman may do with her body as she sees fit, is because MEN do not stand up for our rights as WOMEN. Don’t play games with Me and tell Me you are all about respect for women and women’s rights and you LOVE AND WORSHIP women and then tell us we don’t have what if farking takes to govern our own bodies! Bloody hypocrites! Don’t tell Me it is the politicians, women, men, or any other such thing which makes the law so. It is because of YOU and your primitive mind set and ideologies which remove My Sovereignty over My body.
I’m an independent. I am prolife and prochoice, when it makes sense and does not infringe on another free person’s rights.
You don’t get to choose what is right for My body. You and the law HAVE NO BUSINESS IN OR ON MY CUNT!
God gave this Power to women. We are made for it and with this God gave us the ability to deal with this Power – without Men. Just like Men are given their own Power and the tools to appropriately deal with it.
Now, if you continue to come after My body and My rights, be prepared for Me to come after you and your body parts. Any sexual or domestic offense committed by a male against a female, automatic SNIP SNIP! You don’t want Me playing around with your cock and balls without consent? Then STAY OFF OF MY DICK!
Men competing in Olympics, or women’s sports. This is a no brainer people. We are a tad more civilized than legalizing and celebration of the beating of women. Come on!
vixenmoon A vignette I wrote a few months ago. Don't steal it.The Dance
The thrum of bass reverberates down to their bones, coaxing and encouraging. Piano gently punctuates as limbs float and entwine. Skin gliding on skin. Hands sliding over silk.
Her fingers brush over the hairs on his arm as he holds her—the most precious entity ever to exist. Her body sinuous, gently undulating as the music carries her away. Away from the crowd of people, the heat, the sweat. She could no longer smell old cigarettes and spilled drinks. It was only the two of them. His scent mingling with hers as their bodies slid against one another.
Her body undulates with the rhythm of the sensual music, her lush curves gracing along his front, awakening every sense. Where their bodies touch electricity caressed them, soft as velvet, sharp as knives. His hands caress her curves as he sways and flows to the beat, the willing supplicant to her exploration, her declaration. Her scent caresses him encouraging him to lean forward to smell her more fully. Nose gliding over the elegant curve of her neck, his lips barely brush her soft skin. Explosions fill her mind, her awareness pinpoints to that spot, her head tilting of its own volition, allowing deeper access. He kisses her there, at the base of her neck, lips gentle and firm. He kisses up the side of her neck, light and teasing, his tongue darting out here and there to sample her taste. Intoxicating. One of his hands splays across her front, thumb grazing the underside of her breast. The other hand at her shoulder, holding them both steady, braced on each other.
Her body shifts from sensuous curves to seductive undulations, her body snaking against his. Every slide side to side, hips curving up-over-down in a hypnotic wave. She was a seductress, a witch, a sorcerer, a purveyor of all things sensual and divine, delicious and addictive.
He knows that she is the director in this moment. She holds him fast, and he sinks into her. Running his hands from her shoulders down her sides. Feeling her curves, each of her movements pulls him along in her world.
With a change in the music, he gently turns her to face him, slowly dragging their sweat-damp clothes against each other. The tempo of the beat is faster now, elevating their heartbeats with it, with the touch of skin on skin. The heat rising sweat beads on their skin.
Their bodies push against each other, feeling each curve and angle. His hands shift down to her hips, pulling her close. Her arms snake up around his neck.
Eyes half-mast with passion, she looks at him with a smirk on her lips. She pulls him down, slowly, firmly. He gives readily to the pressure, her smile mirrored as he takes in her eyes, heady and powerful. His gaze shifts to her lips, full and lush. The kiss is soft at first. So soft. Gentle. Exploring with grazes. No one leading, no one following. Just two people, in this moment, holding fast to one another. Lips press, just barely. The soft tip of his tongue graces her top lip. She parts her lips and takes his bottom lip in her teeth. Applying pressure to control but not bring more than a little pain, she licks the lip still in her teeth before releasing it. Languid. He doesn’t allow them to part, not yet. The fires burn to life in his mind, his chest, his flesh. He deepens the kiss before pulling her to his chest. Allowing his lips to dance with hers, they make their own music amidst the pounding beat and gesticulating bodies.
His tongue runs along the edge of her lips, top then bottom, he pulls out of the kiss. Eyes burning, lids at half-mast. Shared breath.
His hand lightly traces a line down her arm, fingers entwining with hers. The side of his mouth lifts in a smirk filed with dark passion. Stepping back, he pulls her with him through the congestion of bodies.
Burning with need.
Out the door.
Into the darkness.
MistressWhipplash I don't use the term fake when describing a person who isn't suitable for Me. A bottom pushing his own needs is off my radar because an actual submissive with five years experience ar giving up authority outside of play and in life who drives his own car, who already goes to munches and clubs is IN my radar.
So many on here who contact Me are not suitable so I rarely login here. Guys wonder where all the Dominant Women are? They are not on here for the reason I just gave. Pushy bottoms want a a kink service but don't go to fetish clubs to get their kink fix. There are plenty of tops at fet clubs happy to give twenty minutes of play for a drink and foot rub. Quid-pro-quo, give something in return as two human beings. Simple.
Mistress Whipplash Ma'am
DomIrishBlue LOCALS ONLY is a joke
In an our globalized world, the internet has revolutionized how people connect, particularly through Collarspace, an international dating platform. These platforms were created to bridge geographic divides and allow individuals from different countries and cultures to meet, communicate, and build meaningful relationships. However, a growing trend among users seeking "locals only" on these very platforms reflaspects a perplexing contradiction. Using a globally-focused platform with the intention of limiting interactions strictly to one's immediate geographic area not only defeats the platform's core purpose but also signals a misunderstanding of what international dating services offer. It also severely limits your dating prospaspects. Makes your already shallow dating pool even shallower. (Is that a word?)
The "locals only" seeks fails to understand the primary purpose of international dating platforms. They are designed to connect people across borders—whether for cultural exchange, long-distance relationships, By default, they attract a diverse user base from around the world, all seeking the novelty and potential of meeting someone beyond their immediate environment. When a user signs up for such a platform and states a preference for "locals only," they are effectively asking the global system to act like a local one. This is akin to walking into a sushi restaurant and asking for a hamburger—not only does it miss the point, but it also disrespaspects the design and intention behind the service.
Moreover, the "locals only" preference is better suited for traditional, region-specific dating apps and websites. Platforms like Tinder, Bumble, Hinge, or even regionally tailored apps are more efficient and practical for meeting people nearby. Choosing an international platform for a local search is an inefficient use of both time and technology. It can also lead to frustration, as the majority of the user base is likely to be from other countries, not your neighborhood. It's like booking a flight to attend a neighborhood block party—you've gone too far for something that was never meant to be a long-distance trip in the first place.
There’s also an implicit irony in the behavior. Many who seek "locals only" on international platforms may be unaware of how it appears to others: confused, inconsistent, or even insincere. Are they open to new experiences, or are they using the wrong tool for the job? It can send mixed signals to other users, especially those who are genuinely interested in intercultural communication and international relationships. It also raises questions: Why not just use a local app? Why filter out the very thing that makes the platform valuable?
This illogical contradiction can create an unwelcoming environment on what is meant to be an inclusive and borderless space. International dating platforms thrive on openness, diversity, and cross-cultural interaction. Narrowing the experience to only include people from one's immediate vicinity diminishes the richness of that diversity and may even alienate users who joined to explore love beyond borders.
In conclusion, searching for "locals only" on an international dating platform is not only ironic but also counterproductive. It undercuts the very essence of what such platforms offer and sends a message that contradicts their foundational purpose. If one’s interest lies strictly in local dating, there are countless platforms better suited for that goal. But to truly benefit from an international dating experience, one must be open to the world—otherwise, what's the point of being on a global stage?
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.......
MistressWhipplash Today I read a journal entry on here asking where is the love on this site. Personally I don't share deep sentiments online, particularly on here. Why? Many are new bottoms seeking transactional kink which gets them blocked. In my view a submissivelistens to how I lead and answers questions I have. A bittom pushes to play to start how he-wants it=my Lady boner dropp means he gets ignored and BLOCKED.
Returning to the topic of love: Any deep emotional feelings are mutual and developed over time within my poly group I am the Boss of a long-term face-to-face relationship.
On here are my entry level thoughts regarding me, my life and who attracts my interestas a friend or potential long-term Slave in a TAT poly relationship. Of course getting to know each other prior to anything developing takes time. I don't talk kink online at all. First meet is at The Mawney Munch in Romford in Essex, UK. No exceptions.
Pretty clear right?
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
TotalOwnerforslave Honesty
Would I trust the word of an addict? No, of course not. I would trust an addict will be true to its addiction and use reason, including deception, to maintain its drug supply.
But, one might say, we are not addicts here. We are into Domination and submission. We have fetishes. Not drug use.
Well, here is the thing about addiction. My body does not care where the drug it wants comes from. Like if I were into sticking needles in my body to deliver any one of many legal or illegal drugs my body would not care about legal niceties. Any old drug source would work.
A drug that works inside the body is almost always one the body creates naturally. The needle merely delivers higher concentration or more frequently than my body can provide. In other words, there are basically only two delivery systems. One from outside the body and one from inside.
Well, how about stimulating the body to create its own drug with out the use of a needle. We do that all the time. Not infrequently referred to as satisfying emotional needs. Serotonin, adrenalin and oxytocin to name a few. Can one be addicted to the internally created drugs? Well, that would explain things like infatuation and love. In fact addiction is used by nature to help insure the survival of the species. Adults must attach, or become addicted, to offspring in order to insure the progeny survive and become, hopefully, useful members of society.
How about long distance runners? What kind of high do you suppose they are chasing?
What happens when one is ‘addicted’ to sub space? All the hallmarks of addiction are present. Increasing stimulation, or altering tolerance, of the feeling of submission both in intensity and frequency is needed to achieve ever deeper and more desirable sub space. Withdrawal occurs when the stimulation is not available. What stimulates? How about humiliation? But, most prevalent, masturbation and fantasy are the ‘needle’ that causes the body to deliver the desired result.
Now a rational person would know without any reminder from me that fantasy is not truth or reality. But, the subspace addict tends, in an increasing fashion, to live in the fantasy. Fantasy, because of the social sanctions and false ‘sex images’ delivered by ones environment (more about social influence below). An outside observer might well say the afflicted person is lying to itself. Maybe.
The subspace addict must live to some degree, greater for some; less for others, in a real world. You know, wife, kids, boss, minister, parents, siblings and most painfully of all a world steeped in bias, prejudice, beliefs and simplistic thinking. How does one do that? Why the subspace addict becomes adept at presenting a, hopefully, believable facade. But, the inner self is crying out for its drug. So, the addict lives in internal conflict. That of between what it is and what it thinks it should be. That of trying to resolve reasonable needs of real world with the emotion of inner needs. Good luck.
Actually, emotion always wins if the contest prize is about serenity. There is no serenity as long as the emotional needs are not met. Good luck.
But, this much too long essay is titled ‘honesty.’ Why is all the above relative to honesty? Well, as a Dominant I search for a submissive, actually I search as an Owner for slave property. Anyway, the prospective property lie to me. They are so conflicted that they get tangled up in their minds about all the overwhelming reality their fantasy does not consider. They say one thing, but, are unable to deliver when reality bites.
I require a slave property show up in person for an initial ‘inspection’ before I get mired in explanations examples and details of life as My property. As a practical matter, if I engaged each and every ‘slave’ that contacted me in their fantasy or in their fear or in their inner conflict, I would have no time left in the day to live a life. The slave must conquer its fears of real life consequences and physically commit to an action: that is show up.
Many say they will, but, fail to show up. Did they lie to me? Not in my book. They were honest to their ‘addict.’ They just lost their ongoing battle with their accommodation to the ‘real’ world. They will probably go forward in their life, steeped in conflict, with thoughts of what if and what could have been and self recriminations. In other words no serenity.
Do I think less of them for not showing up? No. They are flapping around like a recently landed fish dying on the dock. I pity them. I wish I could do more to help them deal with their inner conflict.
I do try.
Cucklife4me2
Her previous Dom turned up at our house late one night with two of his mates He was saying things like where is your slut wife? Ive brought a couple of cocks for herThey had all been drinking and came straight from the pubI tried to explain that it was late and she had gone to bedHe went straight upstairs saying he was going to wake herI found out the next day when she told me that she was awakened when he pulled the bed covers completely off the bed She sleeps nude He made her suck his cock before dragging her out of bed by her hair She tried to put her house coat on but he wouldnt let herHe dragged her downstairs and into the front room naked in front of his friends This is Teds slut wife Holding her in front of them he pulled on her hair until she said yes, She loves big cocks dont you? again he pulled on her hair until she said yesThis went on for some time making her crawl on the floor barking and panting like a dog He made her Grunt like a pig and all three were laughing and making jokes about her I was told to go and fetch her whip and cat of nine tails he knew we had because he had used them on her before All three took turns whipping her leaving marks all over her He held her arms behind her back while the other two took turns whipping her tits She was crying her eyes out at this point They used beer bottles to masturbate her and even had her licking their shoes.
They ended up fucking her in all holes They totally abused her as I could do nothing but watchAfter they left we went to bed and I gently made love to her She admitted to me that she loved every moment of her ordeal Her cunt was absolutely saturated so I knew she was telling the truthShe once said to me that it is not about the sex, she can walk into any bar and get a man for sex For her the sex is nice but it is all about the pain and humiliation She can get a man to tell her how beautiful she is but again that is not what she wants deep down
DaskaleSatori I just read this and feel I am not certain what this Master is saying, "[...] pain can be done on request or as punishment". My initial reaction is that a Master does nothing on request. A Master is willing to hear a request but just because a request is made and heard does not mean it will be fulfilled. Setting a precedent that if a slave makes a request it will happen, transfers power from the Master to the slave. The slave did not choose to be your slave to lead and be in control.
Acting as my own devil’s advocate and grammar police, I suppose this Master said, "can" and not "will". Coming back to what I said above, that just because it can or may be done does not mean it will be. I understand that everyone wants something different and truly I wish the Master who spoke those words all the best. I suppose the reason I am choosing to say anything at all is because it provides a juxtaposition to my own expectations for comparison and contrast.
For me, a 24/7 TPE does not establish any promises other than:
I will not risk my slave(s) life or limb deliberately or out of ignorance. Meaning, I would carefully consider my options and surround myself in knowledge to avoid it being hurt in such a way that it would lose its life or a limb. Nor would I act on impulse or emotion without forethought and I would in no way make a decision with deliberate malicious intent that would cause the aforementioned outcomes. If a Master allows his emotions to rule him when he is to be the definition of control, then that person still has growth before they should be controlling another, especially 24/7.
I am given the right to do with my or slave as I please. Meaning, no, and safe words are not an option. Nor will crying or begging change my mind. This does not mean I would abuse a slave. What it does mean is that any slave who wishes to submit to me has come so far as to know me and trust me that they understand I will push their limits but so that it helps them grow into the slave I want, even ones they label as absolutely not because there is nothing off-limits as the word no does not exist in the slave vocabulary.
The only right a slave has is the right to walk away before being collared. Once collared the slave is only let go if the slave is no longer useful. If a slave becomes severely injured so that the slave can no longer perform the tasks it has been doing faithfully, then I would first seek other ways for it to serve me faithfully, to accept its new roles, and to see it proud that it serves me still and was not simply discarded. A slave that I collar, I intend to keep unless I am unable to find a way for it to service me or the slave breaks one of several major rules (of which I will discuss another time).
I have seen slaves on here looking for a new Master because their Master found they were too old for them. I have no problem with a Master who has an age limitation on his slaves but I do have an issue with any Master who took on the responsibility of a slave and chooses to abandon it rather than assist it in finding it a new Master. As for me, so long as my slave(s) have purpose, I will keep them until the last breath in theirs or my body
DommeMissX [Just a little piece of erotic fiction (FICTION) I’ve got rambling around in my head]
"What Daddy wants, Daddy gets: Our daily “on display” routine","
I’m not a “little”, and my Dom who I live with is not into age play BUT loves the nickname Daddy. We live together in his fairly large ranch house that has a large 10 foot wide 7 feet tall picture window in the family room that faces our back yard. We have a private fence, but surrounding houses have a 2nd floor so it’s visible to many anyway.
Our morning routine is one of my favorites - I wake up 1/2 hour before daddy does to make some coffee and attend to a few things before he wakes up. It’s my responsibility to prep my pussy to be really and willing to accept whatever he decides to stick in there form the minute he wakes up.
When it IS time for him to wake up I’m his human alarm clock and so make waking very very pleasant! Coffee made the way he wants, appropriate clothes laid out and prepared for his day (work or home on the weekends), and me naked kneeling beside the bed at about the middle of his torso. I get to be creative with how i awaken him, which is a delight for me as I love to be creative!!
This morning I chose to give soft kitten-kisses on his arm that’s closest to the edge, and it gently wakes him up after a few minutes. “Good morning, Kitten,” he says softly in almost a whisper. “Good morning, Daddy.” is my standard reply. “And how are my Kitten’s nipples feeling after their treatment yesterday?” he asks with a knowing grin. “They are throbbing from yesterdays suck-fest, goodness they are tender, almost raw from your gnawing on them for so long! I love it, thank you Daddy.”
As he sits up to roll out of bed, I have slippers ready where his feet will land. He swings his legs out, I guide them into each slipper, and he spreads his legs wide displaying his dominance over me with his gorgeous cock and lovely man-bush at it’s base. He stands and I hold open his robe to slip on.
Before we even begin to move into the kitchen For breakfast, he runs his hand over my hard nipples, flicking them to make them harder - of course today it’s 10 times more intense because of yesterday’s activities. I gasp and all that does is make him pinch and rub harder, dammit! He knows he has my attention, and then slides his hand down to my pussy to ensure it’s wet and ready, which it always is but I love that his fat fingers probes me “just to be sure.”
After a quiet breakfast comes my second-favorite routine and that is the daily display of Daddy’s living fuck toy. I follow him into our family room that has no window coverings and assume my assigned position. “On your back legs wide on the fucking bench, Kitten.” And I dutifully do as told. My head is nearest the window, my pussy the other direction and he begins to fuck me and twist my nipples harder than yesterday - I begin to simultaneously cry and howl as I’m getting wetter from his invasion of my slit.
I tilt my head back to look out the window (upside down view) and I see 2 neighbors peeking out of their houses’ 2nd story's that face our family room window to watch with backs face the back of our house. Earl and Stephen have their pants down or off, and I see them both stroking their wieners in response to todays live-action.
It’s this morning ritual that makes me blush when I see them in the neighborhood or in the grocery store...none of their wives know, or at least aren’t saying they know, and it feels like a dirty secret (which it is!!). After Daddy has filled me with a huge load, he texts Ralph and Stephen to come on over, I’m wet and juicy and ready for them.
Stephen is busy and has to run, but Earl - who is retired - replies he’s coming over. Earl arrives in short order, chats with Daddy in the family room as I’m spread eagle and dripping, making a pool of my juice and Daddy’s jiz. Daddy retreats to the bedroom to get dressed, and leaves Earl free to do as Daddy did and cum in my pussy. (The rule with neighbors is they may come over and do to me what Daddy did, which means they had to pay attention and also keeps them in check with my body-boundaries Daddy has in place.
Earl retired “young” at only 58, but his cock works just as well as a 26 year old’s. He immediately enters my nasty wet pussy and shoves his dick HARD in me, so hard he jolts the table and I slide a little further away which amuses Daddy who peeked out from the bedroom. Earl takes his damn time, fucks me hard for 15 straight minutes, then pulls out and spews his jiz all over my bottom and floor which I’ll have to clean up later.
Left to clean up from the festivities, I hop to it before it dries. I wish Earl a good day, and Daddy is ready to leave and I wish him the same.
Wonder what tomorrow’s activity will be?
Hezzair Making yourself attractive to other people really does not have to be that difficult.
1. Don't be an asshole.
2. When you send an entre email, consider sending more than just "hi/hey/'sup/you look sexy" because, to be honest, for myself, and for many others, those are auto-dump phrases that will get your email tossed directly into the trash can. Have something to write that makes me actually want to converse with you.
3. Have a picture of you that is flattering. If you want anonymity, use a filter over your face. This is 2024, figure it out. The number of times I have heard the excuse, " I need to be discreet because of my job, etc" is ridiculous. I have worked in healthcare and in the school system with small children. I have had federal background checks done on me. My face is very clearly shown on several social media platforms where I am nude. I haven't had an issue. Trust me, if the government really cared if you were naked on here, you would know it already.
4. Actually read profiles and pay attention to what is in them!
MistahZ Hello Friends, Thank you for reading my post.
A bit about me, I'm 30 years old, a hairy man, and I'm a sucker for snuggles and pampering (my partner).
I am an ENFJ and I LOVE to talk about anything and everything, the quirk is, I don't know how to get the conversation going sometimes. I'm painfully honest, and will never sugarcoat my thoughts and opinions, ask a question you will receive an honest answer.
When my partner enters my life, whoever she may be, Will become the center of my world, and she will be treated as such. I adore babying and intimacy and get more satisfaction from being together than most.
I work 5 days a week as a Sales Associate, for a cell phone company. When I do get my off days, They are spent with whomever I am with 95% of the time, there is going to be the odd occasion where I need to do some things solo since My work requires confidentiality.
I am loyal to my core and Monogamous through and through. When I commit I jump in with both feet and will do everything I can to foster a loving and healthy relationship. I'm willing to relocate to my partner or help her relocate to me if she so chooses, but that would be no earlier than 6 months together. If you can tolerate my quirks and oddities for that long, you're well on your way to being wife material.
What I am Looking for:Someone willing to commit wholly to me as I would to her.Loyalty and honesty. Integrity and trust, I will bare no secrets from my partner and I would hope she would do the same with me.Willing to relocate is a bonus but not required, I'm okay with an extended long-distance relationship, safety is key after all.Age and Body type are not an issue with me, Kids or not, both are okay with me.I'm looking for a soul mate, and a best friend, someone who will go through this journey of life together.
Useful Info about me: I'm Willing to talk about anything and everything, pick something and we will discuss it in detail. Enneagram 6. I like good morning texts and good night texts, I love being in contact with each other even if it's something simple, and I love knowing what is going on in my person's life no matter how silly or irrelevant it may seem. I love knowing my partner's secrets and kinks, and I crave communication, if you're curious about something or want to try something, let's do it!
For those that find this info useful:My primary love language is Touch, Secondary is Quality time.
I'm an open book and if you're curious about anything about me, I will tell you. Just be brave and ask! I won't bite unless you ask nicely, Most of my kinks and turn-ons can be found on my profile, so explore away.
RuDomme4Me 1/25/25
Are there Dommes of quality in New England or NYC?
As I have said in my profile, I'm nominally a dominant man, very much the take-charge sort of person, and have fully explored D/s as a MDom. I was hoping that there would be a few Dommes who could make my head spin, my heart race, and shift my libido into overdrive. Someone to make me want to throw caution to the wind and put myself in your hands, kneel and worship you.
Sadly, the landscape is pretty barren, barely out of school “dommes’ who want money, or others who wouldn’t catch my eye on the street.
Engage my mind as well as my libido and I will worship and please you as only a well-rounded, complete man can.
alenaslight There is a movement coming in the world soon. The false Messiah is coming and will be celebrated as the real deal. This will cause anxiety in many Christians because they will be targeted and even some will lose their life because of it. Still some will have to leave everything behind and be isolated with God in the wilderness, leaning on God for guidance to survive the time and be part of the remnant. God will call you into action when it is time. There will be renewal for God's children even if you lose your life. He has a purpose and he will bring things back to how they were meant to be. Please don't throw away your confidence in God whether in sickness or health, in life or death, in the good times or the struggles. Keep the gospel commandments as best you can. He knows your heart. And when it comes do not take the mark of the beast when they offer it. Lay your life down for Jesus. Anyone who saves their life will lose it and those who lose their life for Jesus will be given life and life abundantly like he promised. In his Father's house are many MANSIONS if it were not so he would not have told you. He will prepare a place for you. Just choose him please.
MrWereWolf108
I’m not a perfect Dom/Sadist/Master or play partner as you read in your fantasy eroticas, but I’m confident I can give and receive the best experience based on mutual effort.
If you expect constant pleasing with nothing in return, count me out.
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With 6-7 years on Fetlife and over 10 years of kink knowledge, I’ve had positive real-life experiences. If you're more experienced, I’m open to learning. Also, I’m here for real-life connections, not endless text games.
The 6 feet + man who believes more in exploring as much aspaspects of the kink world . Gentle to high pain, respectful and caring to degrading, dominating & enslaving woman. I love it all.
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PropertyOwner247 Well, I finally decided to unhide my profile after several years of isolation due to the pandemic. Thought I might be able to find a good slave boy just in case we ever have to go back into a lockdown situation so that I am not left all alone without a sub/slave to use. Nice to see there are fewer scammers, but seems there are less profiles, too. BUT apparently the head games and b,s, have not changed much! Guys, ghosting anyone is rude and unacceptable! It reflaspects poor character when you make a date or agree to submission and then just disappear without any word! Why would you lead someone on for several weeks and tell them how much you adore them, only to ghost and block them?? Hell, make up a viable excuse, but don't burn your bridges! At least show some consideration and that you can be responsible for your actions! And what is up with the old pics on profiles? Some of you have not updated your age or profile pic in the last 10+ years that I have been on this site!! Didn't you know you can change your personal stats without needing approval from Admin?? I realize pics need approval, but not to update your stats!
Up to this point, I have tried being socialable and understanding, but there comes a time when the Dom in me has to come out one way or another. If you cannot take a bit of verbal abuse and corporal punishment, you are in the wrong place. While I may enjoy levels of intimacy at times, I will not be your boyfriend. There are other sites for finding those types of guys.
This old troll will crawl back under his rock now!
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.
angeldmort Things I need - i.e.- things you can offer
It comes up a lot that subs write me with their list of wants. Usually, they don't bother to ask what I want.
Occasionally, there will be a subbie that realizes that in a sea of "gimmie gimmie" they may actually have to offer to GIVE something in return.
The brightest of them (very rare) offer before they ask to receive. They look for a way to make themselves useful, to offset the cost of the time they want me to give them.
Because let's face it - if I'm spending X hours talking to them, getting to know them, negotiating their interests and limits, prepping for activities, tying/spanking/torturing/disciplining/yada yada,.... that's X hours out of my own life that I'm not getting stuff done around here. While it can be fun to do the doing part, it hardly ever actually happens, so all the time I invest in it was wasted unless they are reciprocating something.
In the spirit of making it easy for the hopeful sub with a clue, here's a few things I need done or help doing that would ingratiate them to me.
I need basic general housekeeping for my crazy chaotic house- dishes washed, litterboxes scooped, laundry put away, kitchen cleaned and organized... Yes, all of this could be done nude or in a maid's costume if that tickles you.
I always need deep tissue therapeutic massage. Non-sexy kind. Neck, shoulders, hips, feet... I do a lot of stuff, and I wear myself out a lot. It hurts.
I need someone who is good working on a roof - I need help getting the roof itself painted with a white radiant barrier. (No, that CAN'T be done nude or in a maid's costume. Nothing outside can. We don't involve the neighbors or advertise our kink. You can cross-dress for it, but it has to be appropriate to the task and setting.)
I need assistance getting cinderblock pillars built on the edge of my yard, covered in molded cement stones, and the faux wrought iron fence sections installed between them.
I need garden and landscape help.
I need help figuring out how to lower the temperature upstairs in my sister's part of the house in summer.
I could use some help working on my truck. Occasionally I reach the limits of my abilities with it, and finding a decent mechanic is rare.
I need to organize my garage and my basement.
I need to dig out my basement and move the dirt to a specific
I need to finish the drywall in the upstairs bedroom.
I plan to renovate my bathroom. Anyone with plumbing experience or skills laying marble tile would be welcome.
I always have a project or ten in the works on top of everything else. Feel free to ask about them. Even if you just ask, it shows me that you at least read, and that you are considering the balance of effort. That sets you ahead of 90% of the messages I get.
And yes, if you are too far away to come do any of these things in person, but want to have something to offer, I do have an Amazon Wishlist, which I can share with you by request.
Sub6677 Imagine a wedding chapel and the room is filled with men and women we know. You're wearing a handsome Groom suit or wedding dress Then the doors open and you see me. Im in a see through sissy slutty bride outfit with a veil over my face. You can clearly see my fresh nipples are clamped with tiny bells or weights.
Im wearing a see through skirt with my dick locked up in a chastity cage or a cock ring leash. In my pussy is a white dildo to match my attire as I try to walk down the lane to you.
Once we meet you take off my veil to see my dressed up face.
The pastor asks you if I am taken as your slutty sissy and will torture and pleasure me until you no longer desire me.
The pastor then asks me is I the bride will promise to pleasure my master and be his sissy doll and slut until I am no longer usable and I say I do.
Once its done we exchange rings. You uncage me and put it on my small cock. While I put your ring in my mouth and use my skills to put it on your cock.
The pastor then announces is master and slut. Then says the slut may now suck his masters cock. I then suck it until you pop in my mouth and I swallow it in pleasure.
You then take me by force, remove the dildo from my pussy and fuck my pussy in front of everyone as they watch it pleasure.
You then let out a big one in my pussy for everyone to see and I open my pussy with your special sauce dripping out as everyone takes photos and I suck your cock in pleasure.
During the reception we dance, eat, drink, engage in sensual games, and you even let the other guests have their way with me if they desire.
Then it ends with the 🎂, but its me with whip cream on all my parts. All the men and ladies take out their cocks and spray me with their cream to help me look better as you enjoy seeing me like this.
Then we end with a group photo with me holding up 2 peace ✌️ signs on my hand, covered from top to bottom with the wedding cake cream, and you doing whatever you want to me.
My ideal wedding as a bride. 👰♀
MissAndrea10465 I again don't know why I am writing this, except for the fact it lets me get some thoughts on [digital] paper and prevent me from doing something else im *supposed* to be doing.
So in 7 days, Andrea should be getting dressed to go to a girls night out. That sentence should not be as scary as it feels now that I've said it.
I want to go out for the night as a woman. I know I am going to have my stockings and bodysuit under my jeans and sweatshirt, changing at an undisclosed location before the party. Probably going to pack my pumps but still am undecided on that. Choices. Choices cloud my brain. I know Andy is an awkward dirty old man who can enter most conversations. I dont know who Andi is. Does she lead with jokes? Does she put her hair up, or keep it down? Necklace? Earrings?
I want to do this but as the 168 hours start counting down, more and more mental stress starts to slip in. I dont know if i should pack some stockings to make my boobs look bigger, or if i should go as is?
How do you girls do this daily?
bitchbottom She is Fickle
i am bound and gagged, helpless and vulnerable, and the Lady i have surrendered to inflicts exquisite agonies upon me. The distinctively male parts of my anatomy are often the focus of Her attention, and She imposes Her sadistic will upon me as i squirm and quiver within my bonds. my blubbering and whimpering empower Her; they bring Her joy and feed Her passion. i have dreamed of serving Her since before i knew what sexuality is, and my joy and passion are the reflection of Hers. i am a painslut; i sometimes think of myself as my Lady's whimperbitch.
my serving as Her whimperbitch, however, is but one facet of my surrender. i have given complete control of my sexuality to Her. She keeps it locked away when i am not in Her presence. She needn't do so when i am; Her will is my chastity device, and Her will is my law, in this and all matters. If i am made to go weeks without sexual release, and am teased mercilessly and relentlessly during this time, i am to adore Her for it, and i do, even as my raging desire drowns out my every thought. She will sometimes allow me to beg for fulfillment, and i do so with all my heart. When She grants me what i crave, i adore Her for it, as i do when She does not. i crave being in Her power, and Her wielding of it thrills me.
She creates the world in which She owns me. She makes not only the rules and protocols which i do all that i can to conform to, but also the fundamental laws of the reality in which i serve Her. She remakes them as it pleases Her, according to Her fickle whimsies, and sometimes without advance notice. The burden is on me to discern and comform to the laws of the newest new order. The likelihood of my doing so will often be low, and i must not find this unfair. The laws She makes are like the laws the Big Bang made; they are as they are. They impose their will upon me as they are written; i live among them as i can.
Perhaps She trains me to address Her with many different titles: Mistress, Goddess, Empress, Princess, My Lady, Mea Domina, and as many more as it pleases Her. It is my task to discern which She prefers at any given moment. My success rate may not be high. So be it.
Perhaps Her preferences in this matter reflect a deeper reality. Perhaps each title refers to a different facet of Her Dominant persona, and it is my duty to discern which is at the fore at any given time. What's more, there may be a unique set of laws which correspond to each of Her personas, and again, it is my duty to discern which laws apply. Perhaps Her demeanor will offer hints, but perhaps not. So be it. She moves me between worlds with but a thought, and i adore Her for it.
CyberDom1144 I am looking for a rather extreme & piggy domestic slave & pup
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I am looking for a very serious, committed, and submissive slave who is interested in a very controlling and quite sadistic anonymous cam master to start with.
This is because I highly value my privacy at first, and cam is a good way for me to test your potential.
I am rather unexperienced, but this is the lifestyle that I have now decided to pursue.
So, I am ideally looking for a no-limit live-in piggy irl 24/7 servant, butler, handyman, pup, object and sex slave.
A slave who lives to fulfil my every need is actually what I am looking for.
I am also actually more into control than anything else, so a Gorean and Roman type of slave mixed with a mid-50's housewife would fit me nicely.
All that being said I believe that it might realistically work best if I have a vanilla relationship, with the person, but where I am the king of the house and my partner knows his place as a no-limit live-in piggy irl 24/7 bf, servant, butler, handyman, pup, object and sex slave, doing all domestic chores, errands, renovation of the flat, labour work, etc... while I also control everything in his life.
If that is you, or if that is what you want to become, don't hesitate to contact me - especially if body smells, careless general hygiene, and a little more extreme twist on things, don’t scare you off, but turn you on instead!
If you contact me, send a detailed overview of your experience, expectations, current limits, and some recent pictures in your message.
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I am also very interested in getting in contact with either an experienced master who could help me build up my knowledge and experience of many kinks, or an experienced slave who could mentor me while worshipping me.
jaquiline2 I so dream of this too often.One day daddy comes home mad at the world and tells me to get his lube and plugs. I do as daddy asks and get them fast as a sissy in 6” locking heels can. I get back to daddy and he tells me to suck him hard, as I drop to my knees daddy Luber’s up my sissy hole and inserts the plugs starting with the smallest first. By the the time daddy gets the biggest plug into my sissy hole he says bend over the couch and spread your ass. Yes daddy I do as he asks and he hold my hands spreading my ass as he enters my lubed up sissy hole and madly fuck it deep 9” thick daddy tool. He fucks me for about an hour when he had filled me with his seed 4 times and decides to put the largest plug into my sissy hole and tells me to keep it there all night and only he removes it. Yes daddy as I said to daddy filled with his seed feeling full and used.It is the morning and daddy says it is time to remove your plug and get filled again, yes daddy I assume the position and spread my ass wide for daddy. He again grabs my hands and decides to cuff me to my thighs and fuck my sissy hole for hours filling me so many time I feel it leaking down my chastity cage. He finally done and the large plug again and I’m told to leave it in and stay there until daddy is ready again. Daddy seams more relaxed every time he fills my hole and plugs it in to ensure I’m properly bred by his seed. I look around and see he has been filming this and it is also live still filming. I’m embarrassed that daddy did not tell me about the cameras but I like it. Daddy is back and again breeds my sissy hole, he does this all weekend long and it is a Hilo day weekend, so daddy has a full three days to breed me and film it all.
Exoticpie2024 My view on men’s roles.
Men are fun. I love spending time with them. What’s even better is that the worse I treat them, the more they love me. It’s like the ultimate hack.
To me, men fall into two different utilitarian categories:
Almost Equals: like I said almost!!!!!men whom I fuck, often those in the top 10% of the universal cock size range. I do not date these men and simply meet them to have a good time. It is important to note that I do not submit to these men.
Inferiors: men whom I cuck, use as subs/slaves those in the bottom 90% of that same range. You are in my life for the purposes of being my cum rag, card, and emotional tampon. I stir something inside you and make you feel more alive, even in slavery.
Note how there is no superiors category. I do not believe that there is a man alive or dead who is superior to me. Women create life, men are that life, therefore man is product of woman. You cannot be superior to me because women make life. You know I speak the truth.
Dez580 Now the summer is over I find I am in demand again spanking single women and couples. from the initial contact to planning a meet and the actual session is very important to me so there is no confusion about me and what I do.
However I find it increasingly annoying that after such preparation , they do not simply turn up , I am accomodating them a lot of the time, but they do not have the courtesy just to say they have changed their mind. As I am a strict , dominant disciplarian, not a BDSM master, they know with me it will revolve around spanking. I am a red blood straight male and I do have sexual needs, but I do not impose these on ladies an dcouples who just want a spanking based experience.
My frustration is that many call themselves submissive , but haven't any good manners or share mutual trust and respect. I have been spanking for over 35 years, but haven't known it to be like this before. Sorry about my rant
I have though had several wonderful encounters in the past couple of weeks and great feedback too from lasses and couples, all shapes and sizes. I do prefer to deal with those 40 and above as they seem to know what they want from someone like me
subMeghan Hello everyone! subMeghan here...
As you guys know, my dom requires me to disslose the fact that as I type this, I, subMeghan, puppygirl and submissive, am completely nude, wearing only my dog collar and glasses...
Sorry for not writing sooner, but we've been busy and I didn't think I had much to say.
I will say that my last journal entry here was an "interesting" experience. For those of you you don't have the time to go look at it, basically my dom was pleasuring / teasing me as I typed my journal. Frankly I'm surprised I was able to type anything remotely comphresensible. lol
Hmm... I think my dom is up to something... He's been looking over my shoulder as i type. He just handed me my ball gag and has instructed me to put it on. Stand by...
Done. So this is naked subMeghan, wearing only my dog colla, glasses and now my ball gag... I wonder where is going to go... ;) Ah, I see... Now that I'm gagged and can't talk he has directed me to respond to him by typing my responses to him right here. My responses to you master are to be in bold face? Is that correct, sir?
My dom has just dropped a couple of clothes pins in my lap and said "you know where these go?" Indeed I do, sir! These go on my nipples , sir! So now I'm naked subMeghan, wearing only my dog collar, glasses, ball gag and clothes pins on my nipples.
Is that all, sir? No? Ok, what do you want me to do? Ha! My dom just loves teasing me. Now he has just dropped a pair of handcuffs in front of me. I guess we're going to take this up a knotch. Sir, if I cuff my hands behind my back, I don't think I'll be able to type. Ok, he wants my hands behind my back. Here we go...
k typing like this super hard i move keyboard to edge of thev desk and i hav to stand up so i can reach around and type wiyh 1 finger. this is naked submeghan wearing dog collar glasses gag clothes pins and cuffs. my dom is laughing at me an says i look like a stupid dork. good 4 me i happen to know he has a thing for nerdy girls lol
my dom sayys to say goodbye because hes going to make me dance for him then fuck me
bye
LeavingLV I suppose I need to update this along with my profile. As I said in my new profile, I am currently living in Virginia and owned as part of a household so I’m no longer looking. I only come here occasionally to chat with a few people I’ve come to know.
A lot changed for me at the end of last year when I moved here. This is only the second ownership situation I’ve ever been in. I have a scattered history with the couple who now own me so they aren’t a complete unknown but much of what is expected of me is very new. I am their new alpha and expected to manage the general household as well as some aspects of others that are brought in, either short term or long term. Their prior long-term slave left the household last month and they have taken on a new one, at least on a trial basis. I’m not sure if she’ll last but the mistress has faith in her becoming a permanent part of the household so time will tell I guess.
For those who were curious about my tech gig work, I took a couple months off and I’m starting some new work next month. It’ll be tricky balancing that with my household duties so I’m not putting much on my plate at first. On the plus side, since I don’t have any expenses here, all of what I take in can go toward investing my future. I guess that’ll be yet another new situation for me.. lol
pizzapuppiescows I excel at cutting people out. Call it a super power. It's not always a clean cut on the inside. Sometimes it takes years to be able to sever the heartstrings. I think people always stay with you. Good or bad, short or lifelong, they are in your wrinkly little brain (yeah, yeah, it's big, I believe you) evermore. I have always considered this ability more of a curse than a blessing, like something is wrong with me. And maybe something is. Maybe there's no maybe. I'm sorting it out. It doesn't change the fact that I am actively making the most difficult cut of my life. There is very little support for my decision, but I've got to do what's right for me. I was just thinking that maybe my prior experience in this was making me stronger for the superbowl of all severed ties. Two years ago I don't know if I could have held my ground. But I'm building trust in myself and being brave. I am valuable and what I think and feel is valid. Important. That's all I need to worry about. All of that mess over there, that's not my responsibility.
Bull60 It must be said as it is, not all str8 males that submit wish or desire the full and total dominance by their Master. Most str8 males feel the abyss that open between them and their percieved sexuality and that casm devours all their idea of their str8 nature as they conceived it. They know they've found their man, a better man, one that surpasses their own masculinity and the want to serve, comply, and surrender all their being. But, do they? It is very hard for a str8 male to get used to being looked at sexually by another male, especially if that male is stripping their identity piece by piece. Not easy to accept but like a moth to a flame, impossible to ignore. However, curiosity can be damming and once all social structures are removed they are alone with the man they fear and are attracted to. This process is what I call taming. Like a fine horse you must earn the trust and eventually they will on their own volition allow and almost beg to be mounted. Yet, their idea of themselves is from now on in crisis mode; outside assertive and powerful but deep inside they know better and that conflict can any be resolved in the bedroo. In cuckold scenes he is forced" by the female and he submits to what he always wanted but feared to accept. Not that they are pleasing their woman, that is only the official version; but inside, deep they knew it will end that way and it is fine. For a line str8 male, one that chooses the bull that starstrucke them on their own is different; they are lat a loss. How can they feel that lust and attraction is they are Str8, they are not into guys but "this man is different." This man deserves all they can offer and it is an impossible feeling, who to blame, where to hide? That's were I come in, guiding, shaping, and reforming. However, as I push the boundaries that sometimes there is a hard line in the sand and that line, for now is a limit the str8 male is not willing to cross. For example, sending or taking them to a barh house or telling them to perform in person the things they've been taking pictures and sending. Once you get to that like if the bull relents his authority is shattered In that case one must let go and release that sub. The will come back and beg to be taken back with conditions, don't. It must always be my way and my pleasure, that simple. If they cross that line you have tamed a fine specimen, one that will serve you and thank you for it. Str8 males are not sissies that is another reality, one that I will address in time.
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.
hopeb Alright......look... if I get a DM asking me to go to Google chat OR any other chat program BEFORE we get to know each other a LITTLE bit THAT is NOT going to happen. Much like that "take off your clothes" and/or "what are you wearing"
Yes I want and NEED to find a Master OR Mistress and YES that this web page has been reckoned to Mos eisley spaceport, and I understand people have been hurt from their interactions. However:
*I* know that *I* am worth it, I'm worth the time AND effort that is required to claim me, this isn't going to be easy and IF it was then wouldn't you be more concerned? Perhaps, JUST perhaps the reason people get those type of people that are NOT "real" is because of the DM's that they receive? Take it for what it is...
SO the pictures of me ARE me.....the text I wite (with spelling errors) ARE mine. i'm asking for you, to look deeper, take a chance to nuture a relationship with me,THAT is what will form a unbreakable bond, NOT "what are you wearing".....
With Love,
hope
Kezrel Due to medical reasons and the fact I have loss the use of my left arm I am removing myself from the market, those that wish to keep in contact can message me by text.
It been real and it been fun but can't say it's been real fun.
This account will be deleted in two days
angeldmort This.
Over and over and over from I swear to god THOUSANDS of you over the years.
This is EXACTLY why almost every "sub" and "slave" is failing, and will never find an actual Domme.
They will almost certainly find lots of scammers who will rob them blind, but honestly, I can't honestly say they don't deserve it.
A Dominant Woman is just that- Dominant.
Not tolerant of lies or bullshit.
Not people pleasing and letting poor behavior slide.
Not simpering and desperate for the scraps of effort random men offer.
This one wasn't even offering scraps. He was expecting a whole feast provided to him on a silver platter for on my dime.
I LITERALLY just posted a journal entry about how men don't read profiles.
About how insulting it is to be handed spam messages as if we are interchangeable.
About how it insults our intelligence for men to give us such obvious lies.
How denigrating it is to have them expect us to tolerate their total lack of effort - if you can't spend 2 minutes to read a profile and at least see if there's a requirement for contact, you absolutely are the laziest mutherfucker imaginable.
And if you think we deserve that kind of treatment, that's the biggest insult of all.
And here comes Mr 'I'm so awesome'.
Name changed for TOS.
I even TOLD him how he fucked up… I literally told him to go read it. And he kept on refusing to do the bare fucking minimum even when directly told to do so by someone he wants to make him a "SLAVE." Cause lord knows, he wouldn't be told to do anything as a slave, right???
So… yeah.
Let's call this one -
"How to offend every Domme you contact in the first message and get blocked by anyone who isn't a scammer."
Him on 7/12/26 at 3:54 PM:
hi ma'am, i hope you're doing well first of all, sorry about my profile. it has an issue that i couldn't fix, so it is not showing for anyone, but i am happy to tell you all about myself if interested I'm Reese, 47 years old sub male in MD seeking a dominant woman owner to turn me into a slave I am educated and have a good career. I'm single with no kids please let me know if you would like to get to know each other as i feel we might be a good match thanks
angeldmort on 7/12/26 at 5:11 PM:
"ma'am"
"i feel we might be a good match"
Based on what?
You may wanna go read my latest journal entry.
Him on 7/12/26 at 5:17 PM:
i desire to be turned into a slave
angeldmort on 7/13/26 at 9:44 PM:
And I desire a slave who can read and has strong cognitive skills. Like, one that can catch a clue by four.
Him on 7/14/26 at 5:30 AM:
oh i have strong cognitive skills
angeldmort on 7/14/26 at 8:15 AM:
And yet, you STILL haven't figure out how you fucked up, that you need to apologize for it, or how to stop fucking up with other Dommes. Which is why I'm blocking you. I have no patience for stupid or lazy, and you are both.
Bull60 It must be said as it is, not all str8 males the submit wish or desire the full and total dominance by their Master. Most str8 males feel the abyss that open between them and their percieved sexuality and that casm devours all their idea of their str8 nature as the conceived it. The know they've found their man, a better man, one that surp their own masculinity and the want to serve, comply, and surrender all their being. But, do they? It is very hard for a str8 male to get used to being looked at sexually by another male, especi if that male is stripping their identity piece by piece. Not easy to accept but likes moss to a flame, impossible to ignore. However, curiosity can be damming and once all social structures are removed they are alone with the man they fear and are attracted to. This process is what I call taming. Like a fine horse you must earn the trust and eventually they will on their own volition allo and almost beg to be mounted. Yet, their idea of themselves is from now on in crisis mode; outside assertive and powerful but deep inside they know better and that conflict can any be resolved in the bedroo. In cuckold scenes he is forced" by the female and he submits to what he always wanted but feared to accept. Not that they are pleasing their woman, that is only the official version; but inside, deep they knew it will end that way and it is fine. For a line str8 male, one that chooses the bull that starstrucke them on their own is different; they are lat a loss. How can they feel that lust and attraction is they are Str8, they are not into guys but "this man is different." This man deserves all they can offer and it is an impossible feeling, who to blame, where to hide? That's were I come in, guiding, shapin, and reforming. However, i un as I push the boundaries that sometimes there is a hard line in the sand and that line, for now is a limit the str8 male is not willing to cross. For example, sending or taking them to a barh house or telling them to perform in person the things they've been taking pictures and sending. Once you get to that like if the bull relents his authority is shattered In that case one must let go and release that sub. The will come back and beg to be taken back with conditions, don't. It must always be my wayand my pleasur, that simple. If they cross that line you have tamed a fine specimen, one that will serve you and thank you for it. Always remember that I don't want to turn them into sissie, that is another process and I will address it soon.
DdiMarco November 15th, 2024
Back on collarspace!
November 4th, 2020
I had not been online for quite long. I just come to update my profile and to reply all those kind and gentle messages from my contacts. My life changed quite a lot and those days when all was fun and BDSM and long gone. I became a mother of two beautiful boys and with all the Covid19 situation, my life is reduced to motherhood. I love my family and do not regret it but I miss those days when I was never worried, I was always sitting pretty, dressing like the queen I am and being served by female and male subs. Perhaps some day that will happen again? )UPDATE Yes, life evolves and keeps going!I moved to Belgium, I am in the process of divorcing but I am still in a poly relationship (that has not change). This is my second week in Belgium and I am hoping soon to be ready to get involve in the local BDSM scene.I would love to get to know people around here and know how things work around. It would be great to get a domestic slave and an assistant, a Lady is always in constant need of attention...............................................................................................................Relocating soon to Belgium...
Cucklife4me2 We were at a party on the camp site where Katie was dancing and flirting with a couple of guys who were new to the site.
Not being a dancer myself I was sitting at a table drinking with a few friends.
I watched with interest as the three of them were having fun on floor and dancing sexy to the slower records being played.
I think they thought my wife was a single woman as their hands were all over her and both rubbing up against her.
They were buying her drinks all night and at one point she must have told them who I was because half way through the night one of them came over and apologized and asked if I was okay to the fact that they were dancing with her and buying her drinks. I assured him there was no problem and that I was actually enjoying watching them have fun.
To cut a long story short she was pretty drunk by the end of the night. They came over and apologized for getting her so drunk and offered to help me take her back to our campervan as she could hardly stand up and the van was parked some distance away. I was not that drunk myself but made out I was.
On the way back to the van she passed out and we had to carry her the rest of the way.
Back in the van we laid her on the bed and I thanked them for helping me get her back. I invited them to stay for a while and gave them both a cold beer from the fridge.
After chatting about the party for 15 minutes or so I suddenly said "Oh my god, She'll kill me tomorrow." I lied. "That's a new dress, she only bought it today, cost a lot of money too" Pretending to be more drunk than I was I sat on the bed and tried to lift her head up in an attempt to take her dress off. Not being able to I asked if they could help. One of them pulled her up by her arms so she was in a sit up position.
I managed to undo the zip on the back of her dress. I unhooked her bra too. After managing to get her dress off I put it on a hanger as she laid there in just her panties with her loose bra and her breasts partly on show. I said "Oh well might as well get her into bed" I removed her bra and panties leaving her there totally nude for their pleasure. Without making it obvious I slightly opened her legs so her cunt was on show.
That was when I gave them another beer and made the excuse that I needed a wee up a tree and left the van leaving them alone with her..
It was pitch black outside and bright in the van. You could not see out of the vans windows but leaving the curtains ajar I had a perfect view of inside.
Mzspanks DISAPPOINTED-
There is a difference between presence and performance. When we meet in public, energy speaks louder than words, and truth has a way of revealing itself without effort. I pay attention to alignment — between actions and intentions, between spoken language and written expression, between who you present yourself to be and who you actually are.
Lately, something feels off. The version of you I encounter in person does not fully match the one you portray through your writing. Words can be crafted, polished, and arranged to create an impression — but authenticity cannot be manufactured. It either exists, or it does not.
Our recent meeting here in Folsom raised clear red flags for me. What I observed in person did not align with the image presented through your words. When behavior, tone, and presence do not match the story being told, it signals inconsistency — and inconsistency erodes trust.
We live in a culture saturated with illusion — curated images, rehearsed personas, half-truths, and quiet deception both online and off. Masks have become normal. Pretending has become easier than being real. But I am not interested in illusions, performances, or carefully edited versions of truth.
Transparency matters to me. Consistency matters. I value what is real, even when it is imperfect, over what is carefully constructed to appear a certain way. Facades are exhausting to maintain, and eventually they crack. When they do, truth stands on its own — calm, clear, and undeniable.
I am direct, observant, and grounded in what is genuine. What you see is what you get. I do not perform, and I do not pretend. In a world full of filters and deception, I remain authentic — as real as you will find.
Be real. I can see through what is not.
SlutSnuggleButt What a productive and enjoyable Sunday was! I woke up early, feeling energized and ready to tackle the day's errands. After having a light breakfast of yogurt and granola, I got started on my to-do list.
First on the agenda was laundry. I gathered up all the clothes and linens and separated them by color, ensuring that everything was properly sorted. I then loaded the washing machine, added detergent, and set the appropriate cycle. While waiting for the laundry to finish, I tidied up the living room and the kitchen, making sure everything was neat and organized.
Once the laundry was done, I hung the clothes outside to dry in the fresh air and sunshine. There's just something so wonderful about the smell of sun-dried laundry! 🌞
Next, it was time for grocery shopping. I grabbed my reusable shopping bags and headed to the local market. I picked up fresh fruits and vegetables, along with some staples like rice, lentils, and spices. I also treated myself to a beautiful bouquet of flowers to brighten up our home.
Upon returning from the market, I spent some time prepping and cooking meals for the week. Today, I made a delicious chickpea curry, a hearty vegetable stir-fry, and a scrumptious quinoa salad. I always feel so accomplished when I have nutritious meals ready to go for the upcoming week.
After finishing up in the kitchen, I decided it was time for some much-needed girly time at the salon. I booked an appointment for a manicure, pedicure, and a deep conditioning hair treatment. The salon staff were so friendly, and I had a great time chatting with them while they pampered me. I chose a lovely pastel pink for my nails, perfect for the spring season. 💅🌸
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.
WitchyVibesDoeEyes Wenn dass Liebe ist,
dann fass ich dich nicht an.
Wenn das Liebe ist,
kommst du nicht an mich ran.
Wenn das Liebe ist,
dann geh mir aus dem Weg.
Wenn das Liebe ist,
dann kommt sie für uns zu spät.
(Wenn das Liebe ist)
(Wenn das Liebe ist)
Beiß mir auf die Zunge,
Schließ die Augen für mich
Drück mir die Luft aus der Lunge,
dann verrat' ich mich nicht
Beiß mir auf die Zunge,
denn der Schmerz aus mir spricht
Reiß mir das Herz aus der Brust,
dann erschlägt es dich
Asyra Ich + Ich - So soll es bleiben
Ich warte schon so langeAuf den einen MomentIch bin auf der SucheNach hundert ProzentWann ist es endlich richtigWann macht es einen SinnIch werde es erst wissenWenn ich angekommen bin
Ich will sagenSo soll es seinSo kann es bleibenSo hab ich es mir gewünschtAlles passt perfekt zusammenWeil endlich alles stimmtUnd mein Herz gefangen nimmt
Wenn es da ist, werd ich feiernIch weiß, da ist noch mehrEs liegt noch so viel vor mirIch lauf noch hinterherBis jetzt fühl ich nur die HälfteVon allem, was gehtIch muss noch weitersuchenWeil immer noch was fehlt
Ich will sagen:So soll es seinSo kann es bleibenSo hab ich es mir gewünschtAlles passt perfekt zusammenWeil endlich alles stimmtUnd mein Herz gefangen nimmt
Ich weiß nicht, wo du bistOder wo du wohnstAber eins ist sicherDass es sich lohntIch bete jede NachtDass ich dich finde
Und du sagstSo soll es seinSo kann es bleibenSo hab ich es mir gewünschtAlles passt perfekt zusammenWeil endlich alles stimmt
So soll es seinSo kann es bleibenGenau so ist es gutAlles passt perfekt zusammenWeil endlich alles in mir ruht
Yeah...Oh...Yeah...Oh...Yeah...
So soll es seinSo kann es bleibenSo hab ich es mir gewünschtAlles passt perfekt zusammenWeil endlich alles stimmtUnd mein Herz gefangen nimmt
LadyNova379 I am looking for a slave one who's only desire is to make me happy and to make my life a little easier. Cooking cleaning running errands doing what I need in real life.clean my car do yard work. Build crafts with me or for me. It would not be about how much pain I give you. Or if you are used sexually or if I tie you up although I may do any of those things and more but when and how is up to me. I do not want to micromanage a slave that is a job to do so my slave is here to serve me not me keep tract if everything for it. I want a slave that can be integrated in to my life both lifestyle and vanilla. I want to have fun times. But keep in mind I can be demanding and moody. This is what I want. At this time I can not have a slave live with me but I need one to live near me. Even if they need to move near me. i need them to have their own source of income because I can not afford to take care of you. I do not live a glamorous life style but a real life I am not sophisticated I am a country girl at heart. I am not rich or even well off but like most people I make it day by day. Week by week. I am real and I am Dominant and controlling I like things my way.
KYGuyLooking23 Online Submission:
What does it mean to me? As a submissive who is seeking it?
The submissive has to be open. As a submissive I have to be prepared to share lots of personal details about myself and my life. More than likely I'll have to confront some old demons. I would expect a Domme/Dom to want to pry into my past. Learn about past relationships and why they failed or why drove me to be the way I am. Nothing should be off limits.
I should be expected to write. From writing erotica to keeping a journal. It would keep me focused on the situation I am in.
Physically..
I should embrace that tradional "sex" is over for me. I am choosing a "pussy-free" lifestyle for the chance to be mentally warped by a Domme/Dom. I should be encouraged to fail in vanilla relationships for the betterment of the virtual one. My mind should be washed to the point that I "KNOW" every Woman around me is superior than me and that I am a cuckold to the female world in general.
My manhood should be caged. Not even in a real chasitiy sense..but just in the fact that I am dedicated to the task at hand and sex is...over...
I will work out. I will have my diet controlled and altered. I will be monitored at all times. My alpha life will take a backseat to beta slavery.
WHAT DOES A GOOD ONLINE DOMME/DOM LOOK LIKE?
You MUST be educated. You have to know the "ins and outs" of how to train and use a sub virtually.
Honestly it doesn't matter if You are Mistress or Master if Your mind is right and your heart is dark.
You have to know Your way around the terms and words of the lifestyle. You have to get off on the MINDGAMES of this world.
Can You paint a picture with Your thoughts and words to suck me deeper into subspace?
You have to make me feel worthless...but at the same time as if You are molding me FOR worth.
Look up how Mistress T, Natasha's Bedroom, Princess Miki, Princess Fierce, or Princess Kaeline handles their subjaspects. If you have traints of that..then we are a perfect match!
i hope this helps and I am excited to have the chance to interview for YoU!
quietD I was logging in the other day when I spotted a random profile, where the owner was bragging he'd had a profile on here for some 11 years, I nearly said something to him as to however long you've had a profile on here doesn't make you a better Dom, anyway my seventeen years trumps his eleven.
I'm sixty five in a few day's time, the first thought that enters my mind most mornings is "How the hell did that happen"I've spent many years looking for my miss right I guess if I've not found her by now the chances are I'm not going too.
I spent far too many years fighting to stay alive I guess I just missed out on life, but I can't say I've been unhappy I've just never really known the joy of finding a partner, there was a few attempts but nothing that lasted for long, I did have a live in sub for a few years but she turned out to be violent and on one occasion managed to put me in hospital.
It's said what one has never had one will never miss, I really don't know how true that is.
MissDAR For those of you that may want to , but can't really move, I'll say what you probably have heard many times. FIND SOMONE LOCAL.
On the other hand I could use someone remote to help develop a website with lifestyle merch for sale that I have designed myself. Mainly clothing . I know I can do 2 things one is get someone else to build it from a place like fivver . No problem but the subject is kind of sensitive so I'm not sure about getting someone else to do it that is outside the lifestyle. The other thing is to do it myself as I have done sites myself before. But it's time consuming and I spend most My time designing and marketing.
However I would rather find someone in the lifestyle to do it even if it means I pay someone .
The other thing I am looking for is for someone to seriously get me started in crypto. Not just a statement like " go to this site and sign up" . I know there is a lot more to it . There are courses and some follow crypto gurus to immulate what they do .
I know this is maybe something I'm just putting out there on a limb but if I don't put it out there then it won't be known I'm also looking for that as well as getting someone here fulltime.
blkbitchincharge COFFEE AND ME
I awaken to your gentle licks upon my labia what a way to start your day!!!!
You assist me with my toileting needs.......you dressed me and then you take me to the kitchen..... you bring me my cup of coffee and a slice of raisin toast..... you get in position on all fours so I can put my feet up while I browse the net and enjoy my coffee and toast.
I enjoy rubbing my feet on your naked body, my feet across your balls and your lil pussy cock. You are very easily stimulated with my every touch. I do enjoy arousing you💦💦💦💦💦! I rub my foot under your belly and to the Head of your cock you are dripping my pet👅
I command you to turn over on your back...... lying flat as I drip some butter near your navel.....I rub it through your thin hairy patch with my toes and then down to your cock with a nice even spread
You like that don't you my pet....... I think to myself will I allow you to cum today....... spreading the butter of your dick and feeling it throb and get harder with my every touch makes me very moist......... I outline your lips with my big toe and then tell you to lick it........ I lean over taking the spoon from my coffee and rub it on your balls and I notice your cock is so hard for me but I need you to relax so I give your balls a nice little slap with the spoon.......... you let out a moan. I run the spoon up your shaft to the head of your cock moving it slowly in a circular motion then back down the shaft to your balls with another 4 slaps I then lean back and relax and allow you to lick all the butter off my foot........ my nipples are very hard and I can't resist caressing them as you clean all the butter off my foot like a good pet......... your tongue sliding through each of my toes making my nipples hard..... I'm rubbing them and and my pussy is so moist and throbbing........ I take my cup of coffee and drip a little bit of the warm tasty liquid on my nipples.......slowly I lick my hard nipples! Gently pinching and pulling them. I bring my nipple to my mouth and slowly suck off the sticky sweet warm coffee........Oh yes my pussy is throbbing and I know I'm about to cum........you sucking my toes and rubbing my foot like a good little pet....... make me explode my pet...........WOW
Neolloydia My view on online dating sites:
They work great when seen as a way to make a connection with someone you wouldn't otherwise meet as long as you then quickly move the introduction into real time and real life dating.
Otherwise, it's a waste of time for me.
That's why I won't chat with you or entertain any "possibilities" if you live more than 100 miles away from me.
If you're spending all of your free time interacting online, then you're only going to cotinue facilitating your online relationships. And that is definitely NOT what I personally am looking for.
I'm only interested in meeting people fact-to-face and spending time together person-to-person.
I currently host a singles gathering in Fort Myers, FL for just this purpose. Because I understand that if I want to interact more with people in person I have to actually meet up with people in person. We meet on the 3rd Friday of the month. Message me if you want more info about the location. It's a great group, and a good way to connect with others.
So I just want to make it clear that if you send me a message expressing interest, I'm going to want to pin down an actual meet in Fort Myers within a week or so of our first conversation or I'm going to completely lose interest.
It is what it is.
VTswitchcouple With my husband's encouragement, I recently had a few dates with a Trump supporter. He was also a cop, which was interesting for me. He was very polite and kind and handsome, so as long as we weren't talking politics, I really enjoyed my time with him. I'm incredibly liberal and happily married to a very liberal husband, so the idea of serving a conservative was a new one for me. But cops always kind of scare me, I only really interact with them if I'm being pulled over, so talking to police officers makes me feel like I'm already guilty of something.
On our third date, I was at his place handcuffed (for the sake of not getting anyone in trouble, they were definitely my handcuffs and not his). He was using my mouth and during a break in the action, I told him it'd be a waste to come down my throat. He didn't need any more encouragement to bend me over his bed, kicking my feet apart. I asked him if this what they meant by "assume the position" and he stuffed my panties in my mouth. So I guess he didn't think that was very funny.
While inside me, he called me his little liberal slut and I groaned and pressed back against him. I wouldn't let anyone call me that in the street but in that moment it was so fucking hot. He took the hint and grabbed both my hips, telling me this is what I was good for. I must have gotten off twice to him degrading me before he finished inside me.
Later we watched Brooklyn 99 while I was still handcuffed and gagged and I rode him to completion. An unexpected but enjoyable time!
MistressTitania If you do not have permission all ready to live and work in the USA, then I am not interested in you.It is very difficult to emigrate to the USA. I cannot sponsor you - not from lack of will, but because of the rules.I have nothing against potential slaves contacting Me, but I will NOT sort out immigration issues for you. I also will not wait until you do. It can take years.So, if you all ready have permission to live and work here or dual citizenship - great. If not - don't bother contacting Me.See the US Immigration website for the rules.
misscaddycompson The best thing about being a sadomasochist is playing with my group of fellow sadomasochistic friends. We've had many adventures with canes and needles and scalpels and fire in so many forms and hanging by hooks and lots and lots more over the years. It's been such a delight. Sadly, it's not all fun and games. Online, too often, too many guys approach me to announce themselves as a sadist who is looking forward to causing me great pain. Is that so? GTFOH.
Who are you, random person? I didn't express interest in you. You don't get to decide what you're going to do to me before I even find you interesting, in any way, at all.
I have an extensive group of fucked up friends with whom I've already fostered deep trust. I know that the things I enjoy most require a level of trust.
I'm a sadomasochist. I am not a masochist. I am not only interested in experiencing pain. I am also interested in causing pain. I enjoy both. But I would enjoy a great deal of your pain before I'd ever remotely allow you to cause me pain. I'm a sadomasochist who plays with other sadomasochists.
It's not a great look for someone to tell complete strangers what they plan to do to them before said stranger reciprocates interest. It's an even worse look to me when a sadist ignores my own sadistic side, as though I'm strictly a masochist and that I’m just dying to suffer for someone else who isn't invested in suffering for me, too. Women don't just proclaim their intentions to be my sadist the way men do, however, even though women are often the most titillating and fascinating sadists and sadomasochists. The majority of the most exciting and intense pain-based scenes I've ever enjoyed have almost all been with other women and NB creatives. Do I think there could be men who are creative sadomasochists, too? Certainly. I have male sadomasochistic friends as play partners. But those are obviously not the so-called sadistic guys contacting me online.
snoopymnky Feeling the need to update the profile a bit
Seeking an alpha-type mentor who prefers encouragement over rigid discipline. I love "protector" energy, but I require a partner who knows how to listen—to my body, my energy, and my limits.
The Essentials:
Patience: I don't rush into sex or scenes just because the vibe is right.
Privacy: My home is my sanctuary. I only host once we are in a committed relationship.
Respect for Titles: I do not use the term "Master" outside of a committed collar. To me, that title is sacred and signifies a total giving of myself that must be built over time.
Dominance vs. Ego: I’m looking for a leader, not an ego-trip. If you’re domineering instead of dominant, we won't be a match. And dont get me started on my post below where i described 'the dominate male" Geesh...educateyourselfs already...the Google is a powerful tool!
Let’s see if our rhythms match before we ever talk about power.
ARoom2playin
I wrote this for a for a budding slave. A slaves prayer /affirmation /mantra
I dont want to be a free , i Need to be owned.
I dont want to be abused I need to be cared for.
I will feel more alive on my knees, begging to serve my masters needs.
Than I ever have anywhere in the world standing up.
A master who does not provide this property with balance. Is unworthy of my service.
A master who will provide me with balance and care. I will devote my life and service.
I would love to read your thoughts ?
Minoan She has dressed for me as I like, the cincher accentuating her attributes in a way that gratifies my eyes and whets my appetites. Nylon clad legs seem to shiver slightly under my touch as I inspect and caress her, checking seams and suspenders are straight and mirrored. I expect great attention to detail whenever she presents, find it essential that she values how I see her as much as she feels validated under her own eyes. These things matter.
I lead her to the bed, the covers pulled away and the mattress redressed in a smooth, black mattress protector. There will be fluids, after all, and my eye for details falls on other things besides her. She cannot be distracted by fears of making a mess or being uncomfortable in letting go. I sit her on the edge of the mattress, pull up my chair and the small rolling table holding some of the items I will be using this night.
Her eyes are fixed on mine as she opens her legs to allow me to sit between her thighs somewhat, putting her well within reach, and I begin to put the finishing touches to her.
First, ear plugs, malleable foam pushed deep into her ear canals, a soft fabric pad over her ears and then tape to hold it all in place. Her hearing will now be limited to her own sounds, her heartbeat and breathing mostly.
The hood is next, a simple latex one, form fitting but not too tight, and it will mold to her head as it warms. She bows forward to allow me to pull it on and turns her head to allow me to zip it in place. Her red painted lips are pulled forward wonderfully, her painted eyes made bigger and more deliciously innocent in the black latex.
The collar is next, heavy and wide, with a single D ring mounted front and centre.
Then the gag, phallus shaped but not too thick or wide, that feeds into loops on the side of the hood before being buckled tightly in place. The same goes for the eye covering which will leave her in almost total darkness.
I take her hands and put them inside heavy, fingerless mitts that essentially turn slender, nimble fingers into loose fists. She will have very little notion of herself for the evening, her sense straining for familiar things, and instead being assaulted with whatever pleasures and torments I choose to inflict upon her.
Wrists and ankles are cuffed and her arms pulled out to the sides, secured tightly to straps fixed under the bed. Between her ankles goes a spreader bar, and then her ankles are pulled backwards somewhat and fastened with rope to further points under the bed.
Now she is displayed, deaf and dumb and blind and pinned and utterly vulnerable, physically and emotionally. Her sex is right before me and a brief touch of her underwear elicits both a low moan from her and a confirmation of her arousal. I take the wand, already mounted in its own cuff, and strap it to her thigh so the head of the wand is just, barely against the thin fabric covering her smooth sex. I turn it on low with the remote control, and her moan evolves into something akin to distress mixed with glorious need. She wants more pressure, but she cannot have it, not yet.
I take the milker pump and its two nipple sleeves and set it beside her helpless form and pass my hands over her full breasts.
'All mine,' I whisper, and smile at the camera, its indifferent eye taking in the whole scene.
I look forward to making her lose all notion of what feels good and what feels bad.
CosmicCunt Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrthemindplayersssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss.
They actually thrive on sucking you in and then spitting you out. Funny how SO many of them are in Massachusetts. For all the lovely men of integrity who live in that state, you would do well to differentiate yourself, out of the gate, from some of your neighbor men. I can count no less than 5 from that area whose only mission is entertain their self and make you look and feel badly about yourself. Nobody needs that shit. Fucking move on little man. Go serve your REAL Masters....you know, the ones who make you feel like a REAL slave. GO! BEGONE FROM ME. DO NOT DARKEN MY DOORWAY AGAIN. At this juncture, consider yourself warned and know that I will use all lawful means to remove you from My presence and person.
Ladies....any man who draws you in only to critisize you is a man who is unsatisfied with himself. He is jealous of your power and seeks to use anything he can against you because this is the only way he can touch true power. I was married to one of those men and the world is over populated with them. They are a manchild. Lost someplace in their youth where their fantasy became their reality, and they are a hazard to theirself and to others. They have nothing left to lose and are dangerous.
TotalOwnerforslave slave knows no gender, has no expectations, lives to please its betters, keeps its Owner always in mind, knows and expresses gratitude among other things.
The slave reading this probably feels inadequate with out the ability to ever 'measure up.' And, well it should. However, I have never found a slave that adequately fills the above list of particulars. So, I expect to devote much energy and time to training; maybe a life time.
Do not worry about coming to Me as a finished, accomplished slave. Rather, come to Me with an abiding need to be subsumed in devotion and service. Everything else can follow.
Master James
ItalianDaddy75 "She knew he was about to finish. She could tell.
His grip on her hips got stronger, his breathing picked up, he started going even faster. It wasn't exactly subtle, but it wasn't anything he needed to hide anyway. She kept doing what she'd been doing from the moment he slid in: moaning, pushing back, being for him.
He came. She did not.
They stayed locked together panting a few moments. His cock twitching, emptying into her. Her head hung low. He gave her a squeeze and a kiss on the back of the neck.It wasn't as though she used to cum from being fucked, at least not all the time. It was just that she used to care that she didn't. There's be disappointment, there'd be frustration.Now, she didn't even notice. It didn't cross her fluffy, mostly-empty mind. The constant need was normal. The itch to be scratched had stopped being an itch, just become part of how she was. That she even could have cum from being fucked had long been forgotten.Good girls don't cum, so... what?
Nothing was missing.
When he pulled out she turned around straightaway, like she'd been trained, and took his cock into her mouth. To clean herself off of him, to clean whatever drops of him he hadn't left inside her already, and to thank him for letting her be useful.It had felt good, obviously. So good. So, so good. But it wasn't for her.
It was for him. Just like all of her was. She had purpose now, not like before. He'd saved her from that, given something better to her. Given her what she'd really been meant for.
So being thankful was important.
Certainly, much, much more important than cumming could ever be."
MrPlacebo On The Possibility of a Dream
When I was 20something, I discovered Female Domination like a supernova in the night sky. It bathed my thoughts in a different light, it revealed hidden meanings in the way I felt, and it made it seem like anything was possible. It was strongly sexual - physical. Almost like a drug that charged me and made everything more vivid, more alive. In the center of this supernova was an archetypal vision - Woman, the essence of all I desired, the goal of all my efforts. The embodyment of all good and pleasure.
Impressive as this was, I think it was incomplete. Now it's been 30 years, and with the help of several intelligent and perceptive Dominas, i can see more clearly. i realize that this raw power, the blind almost biological impulse, is made human, civilized, and meaningful by service - from bending to and serving a real woman. Not an archetype. A human being with her dreams, fears, hopes, and yes weaknesses.
Does this mean I think my initial vision was wrong? No - I think that almost primeval response is the natural fuel for a rock-solid relationship. It is the capacity of seeing my partner as the channel, the embodyment of that feminine divine energy, that can charge our whole relationship and add layers of meaning "vanilla" relationships lack. Is this a dream? Maybe. But I know my soul is religious and its dream religion is the woman i would share my life with.
VixenCherry Looking for an experienced submissive (35+) who can host this weekend. I’m interested in connecting with someone who understands power exchange, communicates well, respaspects boundaries, and values consent and good hygiene.
I’m not looking for endless chatting or time-wasters. If you’re mature, reliable, have previous experience, and are genuinely interested, send me a message introducing yourself, including your age, experience level, and availability.
If we seem like a good match, we can discuss expectations and see if we’re compatible
Interesting in doing pegging and foot worship I'll bring the strap!!
dfw area or basically Fort Worth area
Darelmistressisb Its the girls weekend to play.
An play we shall!!
Ive be looking forward to this weekend..
Welcome to my Group of Dommes.
Ms Rhonda from New Jersey.
pizzapuppiescows From time to time I am asked what I'm looking for. I haven't specified in my profile, and from what I'm told my description doesn't really fit in around here. Nor does my writing. I'm going to talk about the collective you, not specifically you, dear reader. Clearly you are the exception.
I have been here long enough to see that most people fit into boxes. The fantasy life they won't ever live because they are afraid or established or stuck. The fantasy life they won't ever live because they aren't successful with relationships in their real lives so they look for extremes here to counter that. The exploiting for sex and excitement. The genuine living this life out in the world and here to meet like minded people. The watchers.
Here's the unpopular part, remember that you like me. I think we're all messed up to some degree and that's why we're here instead of talking to someone face to face. This isn't the place for emotionally healthy people. This is that dive bar on the shady side of town you hope no one sees you walk into that's full of regret but it makes you forget for a while. And I'm in here, too. I'm not looking for someone to take me home. I just want to swap stories and laughter. I don't think what I'm really looking for is here, but in the moment I'm all for the entertainment when an interesting conversation heads my way. Everything good starts with a conversation, even if it doesn't turn out the way you hoped. I'm happy to be pleasantly surprised, but I fully expect to walk out of this bar alone.
C0SMICCUNT Creating My household - Chat. Meet. Do.
Lifetime position - Primary care attendant for My mother with Mid/late stage Alzheimer's. Google it. 36 Hour day. Live it.
Under My ownership, mother shall be your charge and responsibility going forward.
Requirements: Genteel. Never use harsh words or swear. Affectionate. Exceptional grasp of the English language. Knowledgeable and amenable. Must like dogs. Short day trips - movies, lunch, thrifting. Ensuring proper daily exercise. Naughty nice school boys to the head of the line.
This position works well for someone who likes to be in the home and on hand, actively engaged in domestic duties, preparing meals and calmly engaging mother with leisure activities.
I will be responsible for My mothers personal and grooming needs until such time as a slave is well and thoroughly installed. Personal services may then be granted.
TulipGrace Right now I have a bruise on my thigh. I am not even sure how it happened… I think I was in a rush doing something and walked into a low table or counter or something. I vaguely remember cussing in my head as I caught my leg on something one day, but I can’t for the life of me remember what or where. I was looking at the bruise last night amused. I don’t mark easily, and I don’t mark often. It actually takes a lot to leave a mark on me, which is part of what amused me about this bruise on my leg last night. How do I not remember how it happened? It also made me think back to when I did look at porn, and some of the pictures I have seen on this site on peoples profiles that are simply unavoidable… The horrendous marks on people… That will never be me. My mind left my bruise and headed more into this life, and my desperate desire for something I really don’t want at all… The absolute quandary of the actual ache in my back side for correction, and my complete and total hate for pain. Like, I don’t secretly like pain. I don’t like it a little. I don’t like it in a house, I don’t like It with a mouse. I, ladies and gentlemen, do not like pain. Yet I fantasize about it… So, I pondered this, trying to reconcile this stupidity in my brain… Why? Why do I want it so bad it feels like a need as real as air some days? I think the pain is simply a by-product of the rest of what I want(need). Without it, the rest of it doesn’t work. What do I mean by this? Well, as anyone who has chatted with me or anyone who knows me, knows, I have a rather strong and dominate personality by nature. My submission is totally a choice I make because it is relaxing to me. My submission is a gift to someone special, and only to that person. When I used to be active in public forums and known as a sub there many dominate men often believed that meant I should act submissive all the time to all dominate people there… bwahahaha! I had come with a date I was being submissive to, not the whole crowd! I annoyed a few people. That’s okay, they annoyed me too. When I give this gift of submission to someone, it is because they are giving me a gift too. They honor me by taking care of me, keeping me safe, looking out for my best interest. My submission to them tells them I trust them to keep this true. If they intend to bring me my much-hated pain, then I know their intention is to better me as a person, and for this I am grateful. So there it is, it is about the mind, not the pain. It goes beyond this simple statement though. The entire process, start to finish, is about what goes on in the mind. From the game of how far can I push things, to the change in tone, body language, and eye contact from my man as he goes from my man to my Dom when I am skating the edge with my behaviors. The unspoken communication that tells me we have that connection. That shoots thrill through me. Then, the mental push within me, to I stop, or push it further? If I push, the soft to stern spoken warnings, and finally, when the last straw is broken, the declaration of punishment to come… Then the absolute torture and agony of waiting for the punishment, preparing to be punished, all up in my head. The mental ects of it all. That is what I crave so badly… The moment any legit pain begins, it all ends for me. I swear, whatever I did, I am sorry, and it won’t happen again any time soon, because I seriously can’t handle the pain! This girl is not a pain slut by any stretch of the imagination! If you have legit fallen in love with me and you aren’t a deep sadist, my reaction to sever pain may hurt you more than it does me. But not likely. And even after deep contemplation of all of this… I sit here aching for it all… still. smh
LondonTriangle I am thankful I am not one of thoose.
I am not going to complain about fake profiles as I have met a couple of genuine men.
Once you get to the actual face to face level you have another hurdle, discovering they are not quite right.
The German - great with phone sex, seemed perfect over the phone and video chats. In person cheapskate and I mean real cheapskate.
The Greek, weird intro photos, nice on a first date was actually nearly a dream, however first overnight stay, which for reasons unknow was a favour - Jesus christ, turns up with a fish tank style anti-snoring machine and can't buy condoms that fit and leaves me to deal with the quick trip the pharmacy to have that awkward conversation over the counter. Not to mention brings Aldi food but expected STEAK for my turn to get ingredients even though he offered he stays with me he gets the food in. Ladies you have that one because I don't want him. Recommend for first date only.
I will aim for one gentlemen who appears to be a thrill seeker.
but I will be blunt. I am looking for a solvent, well endowed, Single, large cocked, kinky gentlemen.
Technotop If you are entitled you are not for me.
If you seek validation you are not for me.
If you are here and are married you are not for me.
If you are respectful that is very welcome.
I have physical/age requirements these are realistic.
I smell BS from miles away.
I don’t need anyone and I don’t need to be here.
I answer all messages this goes back to being respectful even
if it’s a no thank you.
The world is now crazy Chad and Tyrone are very busy….
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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RAWRSUB Surviving Dead by Daylight:
In the shadows, I roam, chased by dread,
In "Dead by Daylight," where hope hangs by a thread.
Heart racing, I evade, my breath but a sigh,
Survivor in this twisted game, never ready to die.
Through the fog and the fear, I must find my way,
Trapped in this nightmare, where I cannot stray.
With every heartbeat, a killer draws near,
But I must persevere, conquer my fear.
Pallets crash, windows shatter, as I make my stand,
Against the darkness closing in, in this cursed land.
Alone or with others, we fight side by side,
In this deadly game where survival is our pride.
Generators hum, a beacon of hope in the night,
Guiding me towards dawn, towards the light.
Though hunted and haunted, I refuse to yield,
In "Dead by Daylight," my fate is sealed.
So I'll run, I'll hide, I'll do what I must,
To escape this fate, to rise from the dust.
A survivor, a warrior, in this never-ending fight,
In "Dead by Daylight," I'll cling to the light.
LadyArakney I'm still in search of a LOCAL domestic to do house cleaning (dusting, bathroom cleaning, laundry, maybe some light cooking, etc.)
I'm also seeking a grunt to help Me clear out some useless stuff in the basement.
Not to mention the ongoing search for a local special sub/slave to serve Me and who will learn his place.
I have these listed separately because I know that not everyone can handle all that's involved and do it well. If you can, let Me know.
Note: I have a dog in case you have allergy issues. Serious inquiries only.
Pegstresss Submission Is a Gift, but to Serve a Dominant Is an Honor
Submission is a very private present – a present of trust and weakness. It is an act taken voluntarily, out of love and the desire to establish a strong bond. However, submission is not the ultimate aim; it is simply the beginning. The real attraction is duty, the chance to be there for a Dominant who has earned such respect.
Service is much more than just compliance. It’s about knowing, what needs to be done, and what the Dominant wants before even asking for it. A submissive does not just carry out tasks, they present themselves: the mind, the body, and the soul, for the service of their Dominant. This kind of obedience is conscious and intentional.
In response, a Dominant does not treat submission casually. A collar is not just a piece of jewelry; it is a contract. It shows that the submissive has the right to protection, direction, and correction. It proclaims that this is a specific kind of subject—someone who has exhibited dedication, awareness, and fitness to serve.
To serve a Dominant is an achievement as it is not just a right but an accomplishment. It is not given or taken for granted. The real Dominant always looks for the best and has a close eye on the subordinate. They teach and push them to achieve things they didn’t even know were possible and thus help them become the best version of themselves.
To serve a Dominant means that you are chosen, trusted, and changed. It is about loving devotion and finding happiness in the fact that you are useful, necessary, and wanted.
To those who understand, there is no higher honor.
thumper I'm disappointed in people being rude on here, realized that there are submissives and slaves that are extremely rude and disrespectful, even after sending a polite inquiry. Then, to get a response asking thoughts on my political beliefs, and then not being able to respond quickly, I get called nasty political names. After writing a response explaining my position, and explaining how I feel, I'm blocked. A true sign of being a coward and low life on this site.
There have been many wonderful conversations with Transgendered individuals, and I come to respect them more than some of the submissves or slaves that I've come to know on here.
It is no ones business to know how I feel in regards to political issues, or how I feel about the election results, past or current presidents. Its none of my business to know how you feel in this regard, unless you want to freely discuss it, but don't get upset or angry if they don't align with you.
In my opinion, I feel that politics and religion should not belong in a lifestyle relationship. I welcome to hear your opinion.
Efforts should be put into establishing and developing a lifestyle relationship, than worrying, or stressing out about political bull shit.
KinkyPear Personal growth is the evolution of the mind to catch up with our soul. It comes in stages. For some it takes a while for others it's their daily obligation to themselves. One must sit back each evening after the sun has set and before the stars have risen. Take advantage of this purgatory moment in the heavens to lose oneself inside their being. Drift through the thoughts of the day gone by and squarely face it for all it was as we search for the answers of what it could be. Inspect ourselves for the quality we expect and demand of ourselves. Find errors in our ways and vow to be more mindful of tomorrow. For tomorrow is only a day away.
And hence the process proceeds as the journey continues. Never ending, never arriving at our destination but always traveling. Being mindful of the journey and appreciating the ability we have to be able to travel. Sometimes alone, sometimes in the company of others. At times even in the company of others but alone and lost within ourselves. Yet always traveling.
The road blocks we encounter may sometimes lead us astray but never stopping us unless we allow them.
It is not only our obligation to meet them head on but to also overcome them with speed and efficiency. If not for us for the others in our lives.
So take the moments when you can. Lose yourself and search your very depths and face your humanity as often as possible. Find the strength to look at yourself flaws and all and the courage to admit your weaknesses. Mistakes are just flaws not repaired.
Just like a pencil has an eraser to clean an error, let acknowledgement be yours.
yourgirljoy
ABOUT ME:
I'm quirky, blunt, fun, wild, and just a little shattered. My days are sometimes too dark, sometimes too bright, and my nights are sometimes way too long. I am often strangled by my own insecurities as much as I am my over confidence. I require attention, long for passion and wish to be desired, to be lusted after, to be romanced darkly. I use music to speak when words fail me. but words are as important to the writer in me as the air I breathe. I am manic, overly optimistic and a dreamer who finds one beautiful thing about every day, no matter how bad it seemed. And even with all my flaws, even though I am difficult at times, I am worth every second.
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.
HotHungCleanDom Details of the suckler:
This was a girl I met at a bar on the 4th of July. This relationship was about a year and a half long. She was a cute, petite brunette who only weighed 100 lbs. As we started dating, I came to realize how submissive she was by nature and very eager to please me. Our unofficial "dom/sub" relationship included her cooking, doing laundry, preparing my lunch, and other domestic duties. Early on she told me how she really liked sucking my dick, even that she considered herself a "suckler". She didn't have to tell me twice. Blowjobs became more and more frequent. Eating dinner, watching TV, reading, and she might move over to take my cock in her mouth, sucking to her heart's content. When I'd come home, her mouth would be there to greet me. In the car, I'm driving and without a word, she'd unzip my pants and pull my cock out. She’d smile, unbuckle, and use her wet mouth on me. We also explored some light bdsm stuff, blindfolds or me holding her down. She did was she was told and she liked it. I never asked how she wanted to be fucked. Whether I came in her pussy, gave her a facial, in her mouth to swallow, or on her tits, she graciously accepted it.
She was an agreeable slut. This relationship ended when I took a new job, and its the one I regret that didn't work out.
WildPrecious
Secret Room
"Of her naked body this: that he had never seen anything so beautiful."
-Lindsay Hall, Sea of Hooks
(My mission is to get you all to read this book)
LadyGrace619 The List of Red Flags--Profile Edition
I'm back on Collarspace after a short hiatus. As an experienced Domme, I see all the red flags before everyone else. I know who arethe kinkiest: shoutout to Florida and Australia for having some of the kinkiest people on the planet. There are a lot more creepy ass people on here than before, and a bunch of fantasy seekers and married men. Its a complete waste of time.
LOCATION-- Ghost profile. If the profile does not state a location, they're not looking to be found. Move on.
No Kinks Listed: Someone new, inexperienced or fantasy seeker
NO BDSM TEST RESULTS: If you don't know who you are kinkwise, you lack self awareness. This is generally a sign of a narcissist.
NO PIC: Not looking to be found. Unless the account is new, there should always be a photo.
DICK PICS: Person is a dick.
If the picture is of someone exceptionally attractive, buyer beware. Attractive people get attention. They don't need an ad.
Byrdie First Impressions
After I posted about being stood up for my first meet-and-greet / coffee date in years, a few folks seemed to question my lack of anger, or at least my sort of perky take on it.
Let me explain. There’s a saying, “No answer is still an answer.”
A first meeting, like a coffee date, is a first impression. Being a no-show without announcing one is bailing before the scheduled time is … significant. It can indicate a lot of things:
a tendency to make bad choices
poor time management skills
bad luck streak
passive-aggressive tendencies
tolerance testing
This last one is particularly significant. Last week was not the first time someone ghosted me and then promptly started asking for a 2ⁿᵈ chance. Complying would have set a precedent: how many times can someone test my patience, fail to keep up their end of a deal before I walk?
The guy could’ve written me earlier, he could’ve taken a ride share. He did neither.
He told me that he was currently experiencing a bad turn in his life. Okay, but why decide to drag a new person into that? Misery loves company?
I showed up, and as a quirk of timing gave him slightly longer than the 15 minutes I’d originally allotted for him to show or at least communicate. I did my part, and thus I have nothing to prove.
If this was a test of his, I’m fine with failing. I racked up some serious points that day.
blkbitchincharge PLEASURE MOMMY!!!
I raise my leg and pull the leash placing your face up against my mound. You can feel the warmth as I grab the back of your head pushing your face up into my pussy.
I tell you to open your mouth so you can taste my sweet nectar.
You love that taste your nasty little slut!
While holding your leash tight I tell you to lick me slowly and then tongue fuck me till I tell you to stop!!
Moving my hips from side to side slapping you with my thick thighs........I pull you in closer
BITE ME YOU SLUT MAKE MOMMY SCREAM!!!
I cum so hard I fart in your face and you never miss a lick.
I grab your chin and bend over to lick my juices off your face.
I slap your face!!
Then push your head back and straddle your face so you can continue to please me.
Finger my ass while you tongue fuck me!!!!...................WOW
SnakeFudo I am Snake Fudo, I am an aquarius and I have been on this site for about a year, looking for a Partner, a woman specifically.
Some of my gifts are, I am pretty good with computers and figuring out how apps and stuff works. I can make videos, and I am self taught with swords.
My Passion is Video Games, been playing since I was 3, and you can see some of my collection in my pictures. I also enjoy Anime and Mythbusters, listen to Metal and Disturbed, and I collect Amiibo and Weapons, which you can also see in my Pictures.
My Kinks currently are focusing on Oral. it might be selfish but I LOVE being sucked, and hopefully my partner enjoys doing it as well. I also want to practice Bondage, Try out Impact Play, and I wish to be worshipped, at least to see how it feels.
I am a Dom, but I am still learning to be one. I am not very experienced right now, but I am willing to learn and try to be the best one I can be for my partner!
I would love to have a Partner that enjoys some of what I also enjoy, makes it more fun to talk and hopefully more fun in kinky and playful ways.
What I offer is Loyalty, I am very loyal and monogamous. I also offer to help out in anyway I can, mentally, physically, or emotionally if you need me, and I also give lots of attention to my partner, as I want to spend lots and lots of time with her.
My Boundaries are that I cannot give any money or buy anything for you. The economy is TIGHT right now and all of my money goes to bills, I can barely afford anything for myself. I also just don't like being around Smokers, the smell grosses me out and it is just bad for you. And Lastly, No kids for me, I just don't think I can handle raising them.
Other things about me include my favorite color being Red and Black, I perfer blades over guns, and I am somewhat chubby, but I have learned to be ok with it, and I hope my partner will be as well.
well that's all I can think of, I hope someone will read this and will want to see if we can have a genuine connection, because Sex is secondary for me, Connection Means more to me then anything.
Mistresscherrypie Let’s skip the small talk. I’m a Dominant woman — not your fantasy vending machine, not a fetish dispenser, and definitely not here to be topped from the bottom. I know exactly what I want. The question is… do you? I’m looking for a submissive man. Long-term potential only — someone who’s obedient but not weak, emotionally grounded, and genuinely turned on by service and surrender. If your submission is just a fetish, don’t waste my time. But if you crave structure, purpose, and the kind of dominance that hits deeper than kink, we might be aligned.
I expect maturity, respect, and the ability to follow instructions without making it about your wants. I’m not a roleplayer, I’m not soft, and I’m not new — so come correct. What I want from a submissive: daily or regular communication, task-following, consistency, obedience, and genuine desire to serve. Not just in the bedroom, but in mindset and behavior. You need to know how to be useful, present, and respectful. Disrespect, pushiness, or laziness gets blocked immediately.
I’m not into subs who want a Domme they can control. If you’re serious, real, and understand that submission is a privilege — not a right — then approach properly. Otherwise, keep scrolling. I’m not here for weak energy or half-assed effort. Want to serve? Show me why I should let you.
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?
Master23Mike Master's WritingsDo We Force or Do We Cultivate Submission?As Dominants, do we take or do we nurture? Do we force or do we cultivate? Do we allow for discovery and awareness or do we force a submissive to become the vision of submission we held in our minds before even meeting them?Nearly every Dominant I have ever talked to has a fantasy or a story about "taking" a submissive. We hold an ideal in our mind of what a submissive should be like, act like and perhaps even sound like. But do we truly, as Dominants, cultivate a submissive to find their own unique, natural path to their truest self?I believe in guiding a submissive, there is an easy road and a hard road. And like all things the harder road will always produce the richest results. The easy way is to take, force, and command them to fit into a predefined mold. For a skilled Dominant, grooming a submissive this way may be swift, but shallow, suitable for play, but not for a lasting dynamic.The only submission I find worthy of my time and energies, is one that is freely given, honest and genuine, where the submissive understands why they have chosen to submit. I find there are several critical aspaspaspects that are always part of this "harder" and, what I believe to be, a more fulfilling road. Though it might sound manipulative, it is not when done openly and honestly with the purest of intentions toward your submissive.Understanding: One cannot dominate another without knowing the person. One must understand the individual, both the vanilla and the kink. You should spend time to get to know how they think, what they believe, and the motivations behind them all. Share freely of yourself as well to create mutual understanding and build trust. Seek to discover the things that have shaped their life, brought them to the lifestyle - fears, joys, struggles, and fantasies. Each truth either of you share, unlocks a clue about how best to bring them out of their shell and open them up.Engage the mind before the body: The lifestyle and all its kink, when done right, will always be vastly more mental than physical. So many of the things we do here require deep trust, openness, and communication. I know you have heard this all before, but have you thought about what cultivates such trust? It is the mental closeness that comes from sharing, talking, connecting, explaining, and engaging in ways that are respectful of the thinking being standing in front of you, and generous in the giving of yourself. It is the understanding of how a mind works that reveals their blocks, their turn-ons, their fears, and the past damage that continue to color their present self, for good and for bad. As Dominant, be inquisitive of what takes place between their ears, not just between their legs and always engage the mind before you touch the body.Cultivate their awareness of self: In order for any of us to participate fully in the lifestyle, one must have an awareness of who we are, what we want, and why we want it. Few have taken the time to fully explore this in a meaningful way. If you have not, I encourage you to do this for yourself. Ask at least 3 why's after ever truth you think you have uncovered. Dig, explore and be curious. Don't be satisfied with superficial awareness but strive for the hidden understanding behind each “why”. Then when you have a better understanding of yourself, help your submissive explore in this same way. No judgment, no shame, no allowance for them to become self conscious or hide from a hard truth (of course in a supportive and respectful way that allows us all to share in our own time - some truths are really hard to share). Remain open, honest and welcoming. Create a safe place for them to share all with you. Don't lead or channel them to a specific place but allow the discovery to be organic. There is beauty in watching a flower unfold on its own. Question, reflect, explore and require total honesty as you go deeper. Only in this way can you guide them to an awareness of their most authentic self.Build confidence: Few dominants speak of the power of a submissive. I find that there is enormous power in the confidence and submission of an submissive. To know your most authentic and natural self is one of the highest forms of enlightenment I can think of. As a Dominant, I see it as our job to build that confidence, not break them down.It has been my experience that as you begin working on this fourth aspect, all of the work you have done comes together to provide you a depth of overall understanding of your submissive and quite frankly, they will, and should, understand you as well. I have always seen the yin and yang of D/s and M/s relationships being a growing together rather than a forcing to comply or taking of a submissive. There is no sweeter fruit than the fruit that is given freely and for an s to give themself freely, without reservation to a Dominant who truly "knows them" is priceless beyond compare. Once you have tasted such fruit, I doubt you will ever settle for less.A word of caution: This is powerful guidance, and not to be engaged in lightly. We do not use this for manipulation or deceit. We engage openly and honestly in order to seek the same in our partners. If you, yourself, are not yet ready to be fully open with your partner, please do not attempt this, you will only cause pain and emotional harm when you cannot reciprocate the openness that you have worked to create.For those on both sides of the slash, I wish you understanding and beauty and hope this helps in some small way in your life.
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.
rox2 Wow. Looks like this is my first journal entry in almost 9 years. Guess life got busy in that amount of time. The world has changed since then on many levels.
I will save many of you some time. I've read everything I've written on my profile and journal so far. It is all more true re my opinions today as it ever was.
Also, I am what many consider to be an open-minded, arch liberal. How could I not be? In order to be unapologetically who I am in this lifestyle, a free thinking approach is needed. So it follows that if you are set in your ways, hate the current president, detest liberals, have maga swag, and own any let's go Brandon paraphernalia, save us both some time and move on to the next profile. There are plenty of women who feel like you do. No need to feel I can, or should be, convinced. Could I have convinced you to vote for any democrat much less Hillary Clinton? I didn't think so. I don't want to spend time on this site having political discussions And since Im looking for serious play partners, I felt it best to leave this note here
Its better this way. More politically conservative males can click to the next profile and I won't have to read so many message. LOL
I wish each of you the best. Happy hunting!
Roxanna
CosmicCunt The subject of politics came up during a recent talk with a submissive man and it quickly went to the subject of abortion, and I had some marvelous revelations on the subject of politics and religion and sex. I paraphrase in part and the rest is history...
"I voted for Trump - his heart is in a good place"
"I think his heart could be in a good place yet he took action to ensure that My right to sovereignty over My body was abolished. What the fuck is that?"
"Well, he didn't do it to you."
"Yes, yes he did. He placed two Supreme Court Justices to help overturn Roe v Wade."
"Ruth Bader Ginsberg didn't really believe in blah blah blah"
"I don't care what she believed in, no one has a right to control My body."
"So how long? How many weeks?"
"How many weeks for what? There are NO weeks. This is not anyone else's decision."
"Well, that's murder."
"Who says? You? Your friends, your church, your politics?"
"Do you believe in murder?"
"Who are we murdering? Do you have leather cowhide seats and shoes on your feet? How about all the meat which you eat - that is murder - terminating life - where are the rules? Why is it murder if I am terminating the propagation of cells within My body? Are we murdering cancer? Who told you you get to choose what is okay to call murder and what is not? Who told you you could decide for Me? I terminate those cells in My body from manifesting and it is My right to do so."
"I didn't say murder."
"Yes you did. You said at what time, how many weeks does it become murder. You are now classifying Me as a murderer if I conduct business on My body."
Silence.
"What I am saying is, you cannot speak to Me about this subject. You have no idea what you are talking about. No one is telling you you have to pay $500 a month for a life, if you conceive with a woman. No one is controlling your sex! You do not have a right, no one does and it's none of your business. Is this an issue of the Bible? Who told the bible it had ANY business in My cunt? This is My body. No one gets to decide what happens with it except for Me. Period.
"Well what if you want the baby and the mother doesn't?"
"Tough cookies! TOO bad. That is not a decision for you to make and you don't then get to have some tantrum and make Me have a child - that is bloody bullshit! What the fuck are we talking about? You don't get to claim some part of My sex just because you have a constant erection and implanted in Me. You made a D O N A T I O N. Once you implant your seed, you gave up the rights to that seed. Once it passes to Me, it then belongs to Me. What are you, some indian giver? If you want some commitment to My sex, then that has to be in some kind of sex prenup. I can sign right on the dotted line, I, Ms. C do agree to have one sub ______ pour his seed into My cunt and thereby give him rights over My cunt to then decide whether I and My body, agree to have or have not to bring forth life from My body.
Anything else is Psychological Rape and I don't agree with that!
Can you imagine going to the bank and depositing your funds and the bank says, hey we reserve the right to borrow your money indefinitely and with variable interest depending on whether we are making a profit." LOL
At one point in the discussion, I had to ask:
Why the fuck do you believe you have some dominion over My cunt? Do I have control over your cock? Legally? lol
Here is the last arguement and listen up here boys and girls - who the fuck are you to decide what life is of value and what life is not? Human life is more important than all other life forms??? Are you seriously going to pander that self righteous malarky on Me? lol
Humans are SOOOOOOOO self absorbed and elitist and primitive.
And please, shut the Bible thumping door right now. I will pay the price with My maker in My own time of this you can be assured and THAT, My wayward PRIMATE is NONE of your concern!
So I ask again, who gave you the right to get all up into My stuff and stake some claim over it?
Why do you think you have ANY rights over My body and what happens with it?
WHY DO YOU CARE ABOUT MY / WOMAN'S BLOODY CUNT??? It truly is NONE of YOUR business!
Take care of your own junk and leave ours alone!
No apologies offered.
Here is a novel idea; how about a bar code (back of your ID) which tells all about you, drugs, diseases, health issues, whether or not you grant authority over your cunt/dick to a sexual partner, NSA, marriage minded. Then we can just scan one another and be done with the charade!
IAmSirM Be Available!
Here is why I stress that potential online submissive men be single--meaning you should not be married or partnered or attached in any way: I am not interested in competing for attention with this partner or spouse, nor am I interested in being their stand-in for a sexless relationship or otherwise help you sneak around behind their back. I do not intend to be held responsible should you be caught. And anyway, how can you truly be made mine if you belong to someone else? Here is also why I make clear that you should be living alone--meaning you are the only one who resides in the house with no roommates or tenants (or partner or spouse): If you feel the need to hide because you believe they would not understand, how can you freely behave in service to me? It would also mean never-ending waiting on my end until you were alone. Sure, you may have a job or may have an errand come up but at least when at home, you are able to freely behave according to your true nature (and my instructions). Finally, here is why you being constantly busy or engaged will not work in my favor: Like the above two examples, it would hinder your availability and performance. I understand if you had a job that lasted from nine to five, but if the work (or any other activities) keeps you away for entire days, that does not make for satisfying service or effective communication (my tutelage and control). And I have done enough waiting. At the end of the day, this is taking place between Me and you; the nature of the dynamic requires you to be at my beck and call as well as your undivided attention. How can you make yourself useful to me if you are always hurting for time? How can constant supervision be possible if you are hardly even there? How would this respect my own time and energy? I may have patience but only up to a certain point, especially if you’re screwing around and wasting time.
MistressWoff61 Oh? You think you are free when you are NOT at home? I think it is the opposite. I think you are free when you are at home & a prisoner when you are away in the vanilla world. You are a vanilla prisoner; one of their rules, their thinking, their ways of acting. They are suffocating you with their blandness, with their very vanilla-ness. Vanilla is the most boring of the paint colours, of society`s rules & regulations of governing you: how you act, what you say, thoughts & dreams. The very fact that you love seeing yourself get beaten proves this. That is not Vanilla. That is very UN-vanilla like. More like Rocky Road where you never know if and when you get a marshmellow or a nut with the rich chocolate flavour. Like you never know when I will sneak into your room and wake you with a smack across your thighs or ass, perhaps administer a brutal beating or rope you up like a cow or pig. The Dice Game is like Rocky Road Ice Cream as well, you never know what you get when you roll. {Excerpt from an old email in response to an ex-slave's journal entry, I thought it was appropriate}
C0SMICCUNT For more information see profile under same name...
Update: Mother on month 7 of sleep therapy. Yes it makes ALL THE DIFFERENCE. Meanwhile, I'm navigating a new normal. Some days you just need to 'smile and wave', put in the induction earphones and carry on...
I can always tell when something AMAZING is around the corner. There is always that s q u e e z e just before. This is a big s q u e e z e so I know it is going to be GREAT! Looking forward to My minions coming lol If this time has taught Me anything it is laugh cry do what you have to do and take no prisoners. Never more true were the words than -to thine own self be true. It's all you have at the end of the day and if you are really super lucky, you may have some company along the way. Needless to say the squeeze in this life is just about choking the every living life out of Me. With God leading the way, I follow the light fully armed.
On a personal front I continue to be grateful for those who share their path with Me. Each of Us is learning and growing in our understanding of ourselves and one another. Layiing the foundation for the time to come has been invaluable and all of us are looking foward to what will be.
In the meantime and until such time as the house is full, I am seeking and have availability to share in conversation after dinner most nights.
quirkylittle4daddy When we kiss When we kiss Bears and boulders Vibrate through the air
i will probably do a whole post on laura veirs. her songs are little girl and softcore approved. but this song when i heard it over 10 years ago..this is love. just a simple share.
When you sing
When you sing
Stars fill up my eyes
Galaxies
Pour down my cheeks
Galaxies
Galaxies
They flood the street
Galaxies
When we dance
When we dance
Eels and sea grass float on by
I? m ten thousand leagues
Beneath the sea
Ten thousand leagues
Ten thousand leagues
Beneath the green
Ten thousand leagues
When we kiss
When we kiss
Bears and boulders
Vibrate through the air
Gravity
Is dead you see
No gravity
All I need
Is beating red
No gravity
No gravity
No gravity
No gravity
No gravity
No gravity
No gravity
OneOldSoul Took all the time to write this so I thought I'd save it here.
Two explorer's are deep in Africa when they are captured by head hunters. The head hunters bind them each to a pole and carry them for 3 days over hills across a river and through the forest where they finally come to the village.
At the village they are untied and thrown into a cage. That night the villagers throw a massive party where they feast drink alcohol and dance.
At the height of the festivities the Chief calls for silence and approaches the cage. Our two explorers see this huge guy standing about 6' 8" tall approach them and they begin to quake.
The Chief points at our first explorer with his big hammock like hands and yells in this deep voice that carries to all ends of the village.
"You! Death or RooRoo?
The first explorer squeaks out " I don't want to die, I'll take RooRoo!"
The Chief turns back to the village and yells "ROOROO!!!"
The tribe goes insane with cheering dancing and drinking and our explorer is pulled from the cage stripped and thrown face down over a log and every man in the village jumps his bones.
The Chief then stomps back to the cage and points at the other explorer.
"You!! Death or RooRoo?"
The explorer with a look of fear on his face yells back. "Screw that Rooroo deal I choose death!"
The Chief turns around raising one raising one massive paw and pronounces the sentence.
"DEATH BY ROOROO!!!"
And the crowd goes wild!
MzticStormz I responded to an email today in which I wrote because ai realized I am done. I figured I would post it here being as when I try to change my profile Collar space goes into spaz outs and threatens to lock me out.
"Due to yet another year of Covid, health issues of my own, and general life, I have decided that I can no longer be a responsible Owner The desire is still there but taking a slave is a huge responsibility and time sinkI have friends and history in the kink community that I stay in touch with, which I dont delete my profiles here and on FetLife.
So there it is folks. Have a kinky happy life.
~~ Mz Stormz
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.
ShySubUK profiles take far too long to update on here, so here is what would be my updated profile...
Friendly notice:
*Please read before messaging - it’ll save us both time :)*
These are just *my* preferences, no offence intended.
- Age range **29-45**
- **NO** interest in joining an existing couple/dynamic
- **NO** interest in married/partnered up men
- **NO** interest in online/cyber relationships
- **NO** interest in one off meets
- **NO** interest in switching
- **PLEASE** do **NOT** send me dick pics or request any nudes from me
The Vanilla Stuff:
I am 26 years old and I live alone in a sleepy little village in Oxfordshire. I currently work part time. I enjoy spending my free time socialising with my friends/family, going for long country walks, swimming, dining out and weekends away. I passed my driving test earlier in the year so I am always taking myself on adventures. I am lucky enough to be well travelled and have been on some amazing holidays to beautiful countries. I love cooking and baking (I make a mean cookie). I used to work for a local radio station so I have a strong passion for music… anything 70’s or 80’s. I don’t watch much TV but I do have a slight obsession with the BBC series ‘Inside No. 9’ (if you’ve never seen it, you’re in for a treat!)
I am very calm, patient, honest, understanding and I like to think a caring person. I always try to see the best in people, and will always do what I can to help and support others. I like to have a laugh, and would say I have a somewhat dry and at times dark sense of humour.
Now is probably a good time to mention that... **I am autistic**. Please don't let this put you off. I’d like to make it clear that being autistic does not hold me back in life. I am able to work, I live alone, I drive, and I lead a fairly “normal” life. For me it mostly means that I struggle in some social situations, especially when meeting new people, or going to new unfamiliar places - although I always try to push myself and overcome these social barriers. I don’t let being autistic hold me back or dominate (the irony) my life. If you’d like to know more then feel free to ask me any questions. I’ve written a couple of things **(see below)** which may be helpful.
- [A guide for potential Doms ](https://fetlife.com/users/15225326/posts/10736910)
- [Autism, kink and me ](https://fetlife.com/users/15225326/posts/10736903)
I am very much a ‘plain Jane’. I don’t cover myself in make-up, fake tan, and I have never used fillers. I am more comfortable in long dress tops and leggings than overly revealing clothing. I am 5’3, curvy, have shoulder length auburn hair, hazel eyes, mostly wear glasses, and have very pale skin.
The Kinky Stuff:
For as long as I can remember I have always been interested in the idea of BDSM and being submissive, even before I knew what BDSM was I found myself having thoughts of wanting to be tied up, humiliated, degraded, hurt, and used and abused during sex. All my previous relationships had been very vanilla, so I never had a chance to explore my submissive side until a few years ago when I began seeing an older guy. He was not a Dom, but he was kinky as fuck… he would restrain me, gag and blindfold me, use canes, floggers and riding crops on me, and have rougher sex with me - to date he’s the only guy to ever make me cum! Since then I have craved nothing more than to explore my submissive side fully within a D/s or M/s dynamic.
My kinks include: *impact play, breath play, restraints, edge play, humiliation, degradation, face slapping, nipple torture, blindfolds, gags, punishments, praise, orgasm control/denial, hair pulling, rough sex, TPE, CNC and much, much more **(see my fetish list at the bottom of my profile).*** Safe words and aftercare are super important and non negotiable.
I am at a point now in my life where I am very happy and settled. I feel ready to start looking for a Dom/Master who I can go on a BDSM journey with. I no longer have any interest in finding a purely vanilla relationship. So… I am looking for an experienced Dom with a dark/sadistic streak who would be willing to take his time to train and guide me on this journey at a slow and steady pace. I realise that my wants from a dynamic probably mean I am more of a slave than a sub...I’m looking for a Master/Dom who over time I can **fully** submit to - in and out of the bedroom. A Dom who has a majority of control over my life, eg - full sexual control, control over my appearance, over my body and mind, over day to day activities etc. ideally - TPE eventually. A dynamic with rules which if broken result in punishments. A dynamic where my sole purpose is to fulfil the needs of my Dom. I crave nothing more than to be owned. To be the property of a Dom.
I am looking for **long term and regular,** with the end goal to be to eventually live together. I’m **not** looking for a dynamic where a Dom barks orders at me, cuts me off from the outside world and keeps me locked in his basement all day, every day. But where I can look after the house, prepare meals, do all the cleaning and laundry etc. what some may refer to as ‘1950’s living’. (I’d still be happy to remain working and help toward bills if that was agreed upon.) For me this ins't just about having rough sex and a bit of kinky fun, it means much more than that to me... maybe my autism plays a part in that, the want and need for structure and routine in life...
I prefer guys who are older **(29-45)**, who take good care of themselves, are respectful, caring and are drama free. I have no issues if you have children but I do **NOT** want children of my own.
End:
If you're interested then please feel free to message me. I have quite a few writings on my profile about myself, my (limited) previous kinky experiences, fantasies and information about my autism, so please take a look. I never respond to instant sex chat/stories or dick pics.
Ideally I’d prefer it if you can host or we meet in hotels to begin with - due to my autism I do not feel comfortable even having my friends and family over at my house, it's my sanctuary/safe space. I drive and enjoy driving, so distance is not a huge issue for me.
Unfortunately it’s got to the stage where I will just ignore messages from anybody that is outside of my preferred age range, or married, seeking an online dynamic or ONS, etc… I am simply not interested and far too many people just don’t respect this, so please do not be offended if I don’t respond, but that’s probably why.
As so many people don't tend to bother to read profiles on here, please let me know you have done so while messaging me! I hope to hear from you!
~ M x
Madametanya From Messaging I think I have found that a Dominant Master who is not just looking to lock you up and take you out from society knows the Psychology of Mind Control and can recognize how to properly indoctrinate you and knows your weakness and strengths and knows how to unseat those strengths and play to your weakness to make you learn to be dependent on the Master for everything just to avoid the sensory deprivation part of the breakdown. In the end you are the blank canvas and willing slave for a life of servitude and no regrets or expectations anymore. slave to be taken
TheIronMistress My primary focus is on improving myself, my life, and my finances as I need my own business(es) going to get the fuck off SSI.
I like to go out and do things. Not just sex. Like really, to all the men who think offering their random tongue to be used is attractive, it absolutely is not. Buy some dental dams if you are tongue slut. My first thought is how many std's do you have!?!?! You can get them from oral sex and people who are full on adults who think about sex primarily, turn me off.
I understand it from teens to 30's... when you get to 40's or older, you had better have a lot more to talk about, think about and exist for you to to talk to me. I got so bored with my last toy because he was ONLY a walking fucktoy, with paranoid delusions.
The mind is a massive playground and you miss out just thinking about actual physical sex.
Lola the Iron Mistress
Composer Last night was tuned into KPR Retro Cocktail hour, a 2 hour program focused on post WW2 Popular Exotica, Islands, and really the worldwide impact of various musics in diverse cultures that the WW2 Soldiers were in contact with throughout the world and when returned Popular Music, Lounge (Clubbing today) Music and on the radio reflected their experiences with Hawaiian & other south Pacific influences, as well as, Latino Jazz or even Africa influence. Exotica, Space Age Bachelor Pad Musics and the list is endless. Actually lots of fun though the music a bit uneven in quality over all fun stuff. Been in correspondence with a few Sub's giving me some hopefulness that something real may in time develop between myself and one of them or another eventually. All Night Jazz followed, and had a couple of Rum & Dew cocktails while listening to some first rate jazz ensembles of this generation and going back to the old masters. Turned in, and realized mild depression of the other day has lifted. This morning woke up feeling a bit optimistic and feeling good about, if not already met, still meeting on this site a prospective submissive that will be a good fit for me and for her. Listening to some Baroque Music in background and since house work need be done and I'm the only one here might actually sweep up some if not all of the basement floor today. Plus do some organizing. Mostly was organized tool shop area, Landscape materials and gear in another area, Holiday decorations for inside & outside of house and other types of stuff stored in specific areas on basement shelves. Due, to having installed decorative gravel around the house and constructing a back patio, front yard twin garden plots and other such landscaping a lot of that stuff is on the floor off their shelf space and need to put all that stuff away as well as tools such as hammers, scrapers screwdriver, pliers, drill etc back into their proper locations within their specific areas. Would be pleasant must admit, now this morning, having a submissive wife doing this along side me, after having coffee together and myself taking a break to watch her busy and cleaning and ordering these matters as directed by myself. Do need to resume composing the set of Short String Quartets stopped work on a year ago, finished the first 60 but the total set will take another 10 to 12 weeks to finish, a total of 1,095. 1 for every day of the Pandemic over a 3 year period. However sweeping the basement also needs doing too.
Missblue303 I do best at being a Domme with minimal toys at hand.
I don’t need a fully stocked dungeon to have a great time with a sub. (not that there is anything wrong with a fully stocked dungeon) but to me it is more the mental control I exercise over you. The way I approach you, look at and maybe don’t let you have eye contact with me, and the way I touch or don’t touch you, you know just being in my presence brings out your need to submit.
For example, I will say, “Did I say you could look me in the eye bitch? Until I say you can look me in the eye, you will look at my feet. Look down now.”
This takes no toys and commands you.
blkbitchincharge
FEEL MY CONTROL
Need me to rub your belly????
Feel the warmth of my lip and gentle flow of my breath
As I softly kiss around your naval
My breast slide over your penis. You feel the warmth of my breath
It's hard and pulsating
I can feel it throbbing
Tell me that you want me
I stand and allow you to undress me
I push you back on the bed
Leaning over you, looking into your eyes, I place a kiss on your head
So nice and hard
I must taste
Pulsating in my mouth
Leaking a juice so sweet
I crawl on the bed and pull you on top of me and tell you
Put it inside me now!!!
I am so aroused I cum quickly
Working on my next explosion
Grabbing you and pulling you deeper inside me
I am taking every inch of you
My breast are bouncing
And you gentle hold them down as you suck pull and bite my nipples
I tell you not to move
I just want to feel myself grinding on you
I cum again
So nice and hot as it squirts all over us both
I slap your ass and tell you fuck me hard
We repo to a scissor position
My knee bent to my face as you lean in for leverage
I rub my clit as you are pounding my pussy
I cum again
I tell you to take your cock out and rub my juices around my pussy and ass
I make you stand and I suck my juices off your cock and balls
I play with your cock rubbing sucking and stroking. Massaging your balls, so very hard
You moan and you want to grab my head and I tell you not to touch
Edging you and then easing off
I slow the licking and sucking down
You have some much sweet juice just leaking I allow drops on my breast
I rub the head over my nipples covering my breast with your juice
I think shall I let you cum?
You say oh yes mistress please let me
Are you going to be my good boy
I do what you ask......ma'am please
I turn and get on all four and tell you I want you to cum in my ass
You enter very slow and gentle
We get into an intense rhythm
I can feel all of you
I tell you to tell me what you want
I want to cum in your ass
Tell me again
I want to cum deep in your beautiful black ass
Harder and faster
Baby make me feel it!!
You know I am fixing to explode as you feel my body tremble
Are you going to cum with me
Oh yes mistress may I
Oh yes we erupt together
All nice hot and sweaty
As I allow you to just relax on top of me and let your juices drain in me
I then tell you to come lay beside me
As you lay beside I rub him slowly until he falls asleep
Are you nice and relaxed my pet........WOW
MaestroJ I found the start of this made a few changes... A partial list of subby duties we are looking for... - Able to laugh, giggle, roll eyes, face palm or any combination thereof to my horrible jokes and bad puns.- Have a personality and brain of her own and able to give an opinion, respectfully of course.- Help in my efforts and quest for world domination.- Be an appreciated, non-imaginary friend who just enjoys being around.- Have quirks and perhaps a bit of crazy in the right doses.- Puts up with snuggles while watching a movie-or any time.- Suck, but not in a bad way.- Put up with being protected and adored.- Be sweet and innocent but oh so dirty.- Can handle being used for sexual teasing and Sensual Domination.- Who cries sometimes when she’s happy- Is willing to do a strip tease to the song “Itsy Bitsy Spider” while doing all the motions.- Who appreciates that sometimes Master just needs physical release and you are there for that.- Suffer through a nice candle light meal full of conversation.- Enjoy new adventures.- Who celebrates Master’s enjoyment whether she is the source or not - Understand, put up with and even enjoy a bit of sarcasm.- Will be slightly embarrassed when I open the door for her.- Enjoys getting dressed up, and dressed down for her Dom.- Can enjoy breakfast for dinner.- Able to stand having her neck kissed for no other reason then it was within reach. Oh there will be lots of service, duties, kinks and sex too, but We wanted to mention the really important things first. So if you still have an interest, send a message -- we'd enjoy talking to you.
LadyMallyce What I am looking for: I would love to find an amazing submissive partner. This person should want to put in the time and effort it takes to become actual friends and form a real emotional bond. As in any solid relationship, this is not something that will happen overnight. If you lack patience or just want a quick hookup, I am not the One for you. The person in question should be local to me or able to visit on a very regular basis. What is most important to me is shared chemistry and emotional connection. I am not looking to rush into anything. Expect the process of getting to know each other and the vetting process to take TIME. Interested parties should be willing and able to communicate extensively through online methods. I prefer typed text to voice communication, but can verify that I am who I say I am if necessary. If you are someone who does not like to write words or who thinks saying 'hi' or telling me how attractive you think I am is a conversation, you won't stand a chance. My partner preference currently tends to swing towards cis women, trans women, and trans men, but I am pan and could be attracted to anyone if the right connection is there.Preferred Age Range - 30 to 50 Turn Ons & Main Interests: These are my "must have" vanilla and kink interests. While the exact dynamic of each relationship is unique to those involved in it, if any of this is a hard limit for you, we will likely not be a match. * Tease & denial * Orgasm control / orgasm denial * Massage (getting) * Cuddling & Physical Displays of Affection * Oral service * Laughter * Intelligence * Shared vanilla interests I've physically and mentally been through Hell over the past 5 or so years and need a partner who is truly service oriented, who will enjoy helping and caring for their Domme. I am completely willing to discuss this in detail with the right person. If you have fully read and understood my profile and journal, you may send me a polite message detailing why you are interested in serving me, how your vanilla and kink interests line up with my own, and a bit about yourself. Please also include the phrase "You remind me of the babe" so I know you actually read my complete profile. Bonus points if you know where the quote comes from.
needcucknowslave butler in a home is responsible for a wide range of duties and responsibilities, including:
Managing household staff: Overseeing and training other domestic workers to ensure smooth operations.
Planning and managing events: Organizing and coordinating events and receptions.
Personal assistance: Providing personal service to the household members and managing their schedules.
Dining service: Delivering high-standard table service and managing dining etiquette.
Household maintenance: Ensuring the cleanliness and organization of the home.
Budgeting and accounts: Overseeing household accounts and budgeting.
Security: Ensuring the safety and security of the home.
Confidentiality: Maintaining discretion and upholding the highest standards of&nbs
mstrjx I think it is easily possible that single dominant people are seen as inflexible and unyieldimg. Set in their ways. My way or the highway. My interests are now your interests and there is nothing else to be said on the matter.
I suppose that could be true for some people. It is NOT true for me. I was an only child, more or less, and as far as I can tell that is still true. Due to reasons I will gladly discuss with individuals inquisitive enough to really want to know, I was a bit of a loner growing up. That didn't bother me, and it still doesn't.
Fast forward a thousand years and as a single person I live my life the way I see fit and do what interests me. Having said that, I am here to meet people and develop relationships. As I look around the CS landscape I suspect the same is true of most of you. Being in a relationship and being single are two completely different things. Within the framework of my relationship I expect to be dominant, but that does not mean that I expect to carry my single life along with me. Good relationships are good because there is at least some level of learning of the other person, and compromise when it seems to be practical.
I would ask that people who look at profiles and interest lists and try to assume that the square peg is always going to be a square peg and will never be able to fit into a round hole to look in the mirror and ask themselves if that is even a safe assumption of themselves.
ProTkal COVID hit our community hard, and I have a few slave friends that lost their Masters.With no continuity plan in place, it is difficult for a slave. This, the House, helps address that. And it is a passion project for Myself. A way of giving back to a community that has altered My life for the better. On a personal egoic level, of course it is nice to be the Master of the House. But, it also is structured to survive My own passing and continue to care for its members. It is pan sexual in nature and can be grouped in different houses, gay, lesbian, trans, etc. as well as professional, career, orientation. There are a lot of moving parts to this. .... That said, the question is does one wish to be part of something bigger than itself. And to be owned and serve.you will be required to contribute to the home by being able to support yourself. It is a self sustaining operation.As a Master, My responsibility is to provide structure and an opportunity for the slave to serve and to be owned. Its primary service is to the Master, then its brothers and sisters, and then the House as a whole.That is what this Master offers all who come.
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.
pizzapuppiescows My parents have accidentally almost killed my dog. Twice.
I had a small surgery yesterday and they are here to "help." Twice now they have put their stash of daily old people pills in places easily accessible to the puppy and the bags ended up in her mouth. Last night she chewed a hole in the bag and for sure ate a fish oil pill. It's questionable as to if she ate a piece of a beta blocker. Luckily I caught her before she could gobble up any others, and she seems to be alright. Holy shit though, that was close. The closing conversation went something like this:
Me: Can you keep the bags on the counter where she can't reach them?
Parent: I'll keep them in my pocket.
Me: Can you keep them on the counter since we know she can't reach them?
Parent: I'll keep them in my pocket.
Me: Can you keep them on the counter?
Parent: Yes.
Me: *trying to keep my cool, not kick my parents out of my house early, monitoring my dog for signs of beta blocker consumption, oh, and fucking staying awake since I just took pain medicine*
Some of us are not going to make it through the week if I don't stay hyper fucking vigilant. At this point in my life I'm okay with becoming an orphan if necessary.
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.
tHEGovernessJ
Tips on Courting a Domme
Over the years I've had my fair share of good luck when it comes to successfully courting Dommes and I've given out quite a bit of advice to subs looking to court Dommes. I consider myself to be average to below average when it comes to my looks and physical attractiveness, job quality, etc. so I must have done something right in making a good impression.
Now that I have a blog I figured I would post my advice in full. I covered several of these a little over a week ago but I figure they could easily have their own post.
1. Be courteous, respectful, and have good manners.
This should probably go without saying but one of the biggest turn-offs many Dommes have are subs who fail to meet these basic requirements. This is the most important thing in making a good first impression. If you are contacting them through an adult dating site, make sure you read her entire profile first and adhere to any requirements she might have. Write out a well-thought message (complete with spell check) that indicates what you find interesting about her (aside from her looks and your fantasy) and what you have to offer. Do not send a picture of your penis unless she specifically requests it. It doesn't take a lot of effort to be a perfect gentleman.
Most Dommes on adult dating sites receive 20-300 messages per day from potential subs, 90% of which are disrespectful, thoughtless, or downright crude. If you are approaching a Domme in public (at a munch, play party etc.) you have to be twice as well-behaved since there is only a limited chance that she is actually looking for a sub. If she says no, be courteous and get out of her face. If you don't, you can basically assume you will be blacklisted within that community.
2. Be a real person.
No one is "just a sub" all the time. No Domme is "just a Domme" all the time. Even if both of you are seeking a 24-7 lifestyle relationship, you have to come off as more than just a live in servant(unless that is specifically what she is looking for). Have interests. Have feelings. Have dreams. Have goals. Have a personality. Have a sense of humor. Just like in vanilla relationships, all of these things will be important if you want to be an appealing life partner.
If you are as interesting as a box of hair, expect to be discarded as easily as a box of hair. She won't want to be burdened by having to keep you occupied and entertained all day every day. That is higher maintenance than being needy.
What are your favorite movies? Books? Music? Hobbies? Sports?
If you can pique her interest as a person, you are much more likely to succeed in winning her over. If you are smart, funny, and caring it will go a long ways.
3. Have a philosophy and a good gr of yourself.
It's easy to think about the sub you want to be. Hell, most subs have probably fantasized about Femdom situations for years before they act upon them. If you haven't thought about it, think about it. If you have thought about it, refine it a little more.
Step One: Define your idealized form of submission.
If she is the right match for you, your ideal and her ideal will likely coincide. This is not about what kind of play you enjoy or what kind of kinky fantasies you wish to have. Dommes an advantage since they can have rather meticulous expectations for a sub. Think about what types of characteristics and responsibilities those entail. Should a sub perform all of the household chores and domestic duties? Should a sub have any expectations of rewards or pleasures? Should a sub expect to be treated as a lover?
There is no right or wrong (although some of them should be obvious), but more a matter of preference. If your view of being a sub involves few responsibilities, you will probably be looking for a less strict Domme or a switch. If your view of being a sub involves extensive micro-management, that will be targeted towards a particular type of Domme. Some Dommes want a sub that is their lover, others may want a strict code of Mistress/servant formality. D/s relationships that work out generally will have idealized ideas of subm
Byrdie I went to a new (to me) munch today. One thing I promise myself is that during a first meeting with an individual or group is NO BOOZE. Yoinks ago, while intoxicated, I had a couple of bad experiences with people who were just mean. Trying to clamp down on my reactions while intoxicated AND upset is worse than figuring out what to do when sober and upset. As in, I can feel the restraint taxing my poor, hooch-addled brain.
Not that I cannot be lulled into a false sense of security, because shit happens, but at least I will have some comfort in knowing how things are supposed to go.
Although kombucha is a fermented beverage, I have only gotten a buzz off of "kombucha beer" products, so I think I am being pretty careful.
Lovely munch. Lots of conversation. I learned some new facts about reindeer.
CountryBliss We are looking for female, male or couple who are submissive, are under 175 pounds,
preferably around 160 pounds. Who wish to be dominated, fully controlled, mentored,
guided and helped to be the right ones for us, with the very possibility of being so called
owned by us. This female is somewhat sub but can also Dommme. She is open to also be
Dommed by either of the selected. The male is the head of the house and thus has the final
say on all. You must be drug, disease free, non alcaholic and preferred no smoking but open to that.
No tattoos, no piercings and very little body hair to non. We can shave you if needed. You should
appear to be the every day clean cut, guy or girl and be so. If this fits you and you are serious,
Note that we are looking for on going, long term relationship with us and spending all or most
of your time day and night with us. You should live close to us or be able to travel. We can
travel within shorte distances.
TurtleForBDSM Regarding safewords and such... saw a journal post that caught my attention. My two cents worth: Don't rely on colors or even simple code words like "uncle" or "mercy" playing the very first or even first few times with someone new. If they don't agree with "No" means "No," at the outset, don't play with them. Don't be the sub that consents to having any choice taken away with someone new, and don't be the Dom(me) who takes that choice away. Save the word games for later in the friendship, after more trust is built up, and you have more assurance of your partner's safety and care for your welfare, or they have from you of their own. I for one have gone so far as to have actually used "Mercy" in a scene that I felt was going too far, but She didn't hear me, and I didn't repeat it. And I endured it. It was Someone I knew for almost 20 years by then. It didn't destroy what we had, and I was okay with it afterwards. But here's the thing: We had known each other that long, and we had that deep a trust while in the Dungeon. It wouldn't have been acceptable the first time we played if I had said "No" and She didn't stop. But She was always much more attentive than that. I've been fortunate that all the Tops and Dommes I've been with (only several, I assure you) have not crossed acceptable consent boundaries at all. They have known not to without having to negotiate it. Every Top should know not to, and every bottom has a right to expect that. I would call it common sense, if sense were really common.
TotalOwnerforslave Reason vs Emotion
Many answer My profile with uncertainty about what and who they are. A few have even suggested (demanded, can you believe?) I kidnap them, confine them, torture them until (guess what?) they become what they actually need to be: a total slave.
More frequently, the neophyte slave wants Me to convince their reasoning self that they actually need to be what their emotional inborn self wants and needs. Engaging in dialog with this group leads to exhaustion on My part and ultimate discovery by the struggling slave that “we do not fit” or “it can not quite give up its current existence.” They are trapped in their own internal conflict that I would be hard pressed resolve for them.
On the continuum of living the reality and harboring dreams, fantasies and in born desire those described above are in the middle. Probably, as might well be depicted under a bell curve, that would be the 80% occupying the center range. My guess is about 10% of those with inborn need to submit will live their lives, probably with nagging discontent and frustration, without ever confronting that need. It is the last 10% of the population that I want to find. This last little group are slaves that have accepted what they are. Most likely, if they think about why they are what they are, they will consider themselves ‘born slave.’ Probably only 5% of that 10% will successfully arrive for my inspection.
So, in terms of what I do here, the slave the responding to My profile should not expect chat or kidnapping. But rather, be prepared to sacrifice enough to travel to Me for the possible start of a lifetime of what they were born to do: service.
CowGurlJan Goddess Tabitha has been in New York all week and will be returning home on Monday afternoon. We facetime nightly for progress reports on my task list, updates on my daily chores and some cyberplay.
She bought a new toy. It is an eight pad tens unit to start electric play with me when she gets home. We had a standard battery operated four channel but it finally gave out after a decade of use. The onlytime in thirteen years I have literally screamed and begged for mercy is when she put a electrode pad on the ball of each foot and the other one on each ankle. She set it to starburst and turned it to maximum strength. The cramping in my feet was beyond description and she left me that way for over 30 minutes. All because I had mentioned after being in heels all day that my feet hurt.
I am NEVER allowed to complain about pain when my pain, or in this case, the shoes I was wearing were at her direction. Don't get me wrong, a tens untit can be very comfortable and soothing if used at milder settings, but if it is used for punishment it can be absolute hell.
We will see how loving or not Goddess Tabitha is on Monday night.
familyofblended 20250107
It's a shame I even have to say this but unfortunately, I do!
I will not chat with anyone unless I see pictures of them. I've been contacted by so many who claim they want to live 24/7, completely owned, and can't wait to start the process! I chat with these individuals and give them tasks or challenges to see how serious their interests are and suddenly I no longer hear from them anymore.
Below are some of the questions I'm regularly asked, along with my answers.
How far would you take my transformation? I'd take it as far as I can, including surgery.
What would my duties be as your slave? Your duties would be serving me domestically, sexually, and following my orders.
Would I be collared and/or branded? Yes, you will be collared once you have completed training.
Byrdie (There is apparently a way to actually change the entire background color of a post: I have seen other users do it. All I can figure out to do is to use a different color "highlighter" to contrast against the font color. I guess it is essentally the same thing, but dang.)
I got contacted by a man on FetLife who fits so many of my criteria that I'm actually tempted:
lives one city over
within 7 years of my age
in an open relationship (he's separated ad casually dating)
has a car
He already has some chastity devices, and we have overlapping interests. We're sizing each other up, but he sounds eager to meet. eeeee!My only concern is his interest in "intox play," which Urban Dictionary defines as:
short for intoxication play, It is a type of BDSM scene where one or both partners get intoxicated and have consensual sex.
I put that one down as a hard limit: it's too easy to forget important things like negotiating safe-signals before someone is tied up and gagged. Not *cough* that I'd have any direct experience with that. *ahem*
However, we have plans for a coffee date this week, so here's hoping. However, since the pandemic it's not like I've been a social butterfly, so if nothing else I'll get points for making the effort.
BlueFyre I'm contemplating whether or not to ask any of my current/former submissive prospaspects for recommendation or referral letters. *laugh*sigh*
I know that those of us on here who are "real" are rare, yet here I am! I'm genuinely looking here on CS, particularly for people outside the group that frequents the local Dungeon. It's difficult to find possibilities in my local community, as my public roles are apparently a blessing and a curse -- lots of people seem to like me, however I've also heard that my position on Staff at the Dungeon for the last decade makes me intimidating. Ugggh!
So how do I adequately convey to potential sub/slaves that I'm genuine, that I'm searching online not because I'm a pariah in the local community, but because I may be too active within it, or that I'm very much who I say I am? I'm already reasonably conspicuous on multiple platforms, and I use the same ID, so easy to locate and follow. There are more than a few people on CS who can vouch for me. Does that kind of thing make a difference for a submissive who's looking?
ADarkHeart An Insider Account of CollarSpace Prison
Once upon a time, a little boy stumbled across a news website about some busdriver bitching about a pet getting on the tbe bus with owner.
Anyway, years later a website known as showed up. Cool cool.
Suddenly, "collarme was disappearing because failing business partnership issues"...
What about my information that little boy might have put up?
Do not know for how long, but see and look, my data was here in collarspace.com all along.
#and that is why it has become difficult for me to delete this account. It serves as a historical reminder that sane people still run the world.
So, if you do not like me here, you will like me less in person. If you come up on me without introducing yourself, I expect you are after my money for free, which you are.
Now, legally married slave couples that are seeking someone they would like to call "master" may message me; here, there, whereever.
Do not dare to presume I care to know you, because I really do not... I wonder, can you place your camera in front of YOUR new born baby son and capture his eyes as he slowly starves to death?
If you do not dare to make and post that video, you are not slave enough for me to consider you "slave", let call your bloodline by that.
MadameTessaH Shared with me on this site:
Basic Rules1 The maleslave must always practice respect, whether in private or public, as directed For example, in public stand when Mistress enters the room and sit only after She is seated in private, drop to knees, nose to floor the moment Mistress enters the room, slave does not sit in Mistresss presence2 Be totally attentive For example, in public, open doors, offer Her slaves coat, She sits first, begins to eat first, and always ask permission to leave her presence in private, always try to anticipate Her desires and always respond with eager enthusiasm to complete any task She wants3 The maleslave should never speak unless spoken to, or unless anticipating the needs of his Mistress4 The slave will never sit with legs spread or slouch in a way typical of untrained males Good posture and decorum is a sign of respect5 The maleslave will never stare at a woman without her permission Unless the woman seeks eyecontact, the slave submissive will keep his eyes lowered at all times6 When walking with his Mistress, or any woman, the slave will keep his gait in step with hers, which usually means taking smaller steps The maleslave should always be at least 12 steps behind, but not too far because he must open all doors7 The slave must always be pleasant, never argue and never pout8 The maleslave surrenders control of how he spends his time, how he dresses, what he eats, where he sleeps, the friends or acquaintances he is allowed to keep9 The maleslave must remember that his orgasm does not belong to him but to his Mistress It is Hers to use or deny however she sees fit Ideally, slave must accept he may be left in permanent chastity, which he thanks Her for10 The maleslave may never touch his own genitals without the permission of his Mistress When washing, he must use a wash cloth or brush, never his hands11 The maleslave should never buy his own clothing without the guidance of his Mistress He should buy what pleases her, not what he likes12 When urinating, the maleslave will always sit on the toilet not toilet seat no exceptions13 The maleslave must submit to eating only submissive food selected by his Mistress whenever she requires it14 When a meal is over the slave must be quick to clear the table and wash the dishes15 The maleslave must always give his Mistress the first choice of everything She picks the channel on TV to watch, the restaurant to go to, the movie to see, the friends to entertain, etc16 The makeslave will perform all household chores for his dominate, to include but not limited t
SeniorFrelon Results from bdsmtest.org
100% Dominant
100% Rigger
94% Master/Mistress
89% Owner
86% Sadist
84% Brat tamer
80% Degrader
73% Primal (Hunter)
53% Experimentalist
48% Voyeur
44% Vanilla
13% Daddy/Mommy
8% Exhibitionist
5% Non-monogamist
0% Ageplayer
0% Brat
0% Degradee
0% Boy/Girl
0% Masochist
0% Pet
0% Primal (Prey)
0% Rope bunny
0% Slave
0% Submissive
0% Switch
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?
DaskaleSatori It is good to see this feature has returned. I had been told that it may or may not but there was no plans when I had asked so I am pleased that the decision was made to bring it back. Being able to use the journal and share one's thoughts can save a lot of time. You get to a point where you decide to write a single email then copy and paste to the ones you are interested in speaking with. It seems to me that many women on here, still looking, get overwhelmed with response and often times an introduction may go unread from being overlooked. With the journal you get to share more and someone can establish a sense of you before opening communication.
This leads me to something that has bothered me about a stance some take in the online community. This idea that you are not real if you do not post photos of yourself or what you do. Not to say I would be unwilling to send photos once I spoke with someone and believed them to be serious. I would gladly share with someone I feel is serious about moving forward. However, the idea that I should share a bunch of photos with disregard to the safety of those involved simply to prove I am real is, in my opinion, absurd. In order for me to post photos I would have to scrutinize each photo to ensure nothing is revealed that could identify me or those who do or have served me. I do not have the time to do this and lets face it, I would rather live in the moment doing than relive what I did. To me, the person who has all the photos and videos is living in the past instead of the now. Besides, even though this is not a completely public site, I have come across scammers, so the less I put out that is readily accesible the better for me and those who rely on me.
If you wish to know me and see what I do, then contact me. For now, I will add more entries as topics come to mind that I want to share my thoughts on. In this way, the community may get to know me and those who are seeking someone like me may find me. I look forward to sharing more in time.
Crueltobekind Training, discipline, & punishment.
These have become almost interchangable in modern D/s, but as most who've actually practiced what they preach would confirm, they are very, very different things. Let me explain...
Training
Training is best described as introducing something new. It can be practically anything, but it is unfamiliar, usually goes against a girls existing ways, and takes time for her to adjust to becoming comfortable with. Perhaps it requires her to learn how to move in a way that pleases his eye, or how to dress or speak in certain situations. It may be a routine he desires her to follow, or an unfamiliar chore that she needs to complete. Perhaps it is a desire of his that she does not share, though it is rarely simply sexual in nature. After all, most women know the basics of pleasing a man sexually, they usually just need to refine their technique. Training is for things that he wishes her to provide that she would not have been exposed to before.
Discipline
If training is instilling in the girl the knowledge of how to perform the new and unfamiliar task, then discipline is raising the girls proficiency to the desired standard. Mostly this is repetion and study for the girl, and patience and clarity of communication for him. Discipline may also encompass things she is familiar with but does not perform to his desired standard, and these are sometimes sexual in nature, though not as much as you might think. With training having provided the basic fundamentals of the new and unfamiliar, discipline teaches the girl to consistently fulfill the task as he expaspects and deserves but, more importantly as she is capable of providing.
Punishment
And if she is capable of providing the task as he wishes, then what is the justification for her failing to do so? Well, perhaps she is sick, physically or mentally. Perhaps she has had bad news and is suffering under the weight of it. Perhaps his belief that discipline had given her a strong foundation for completing the task was a mistake, and more work is needed. Whatever it may be, he must not punish in haste. Few girls wilfully fall short, precisely because the consequence is punishment. He should always ensure the girl is free to approach him with concerns, and does not fear doing so, as open and honest communication is everything.But if there is no reason for the girl to have dropped her standards, standards she is very capable of maintaining, then correction is needed, and punishment must be delivered.
And punishment, I assure you, is not to be approached lightly, delivered disproportionately, or allowed to linger before and after.
Shall I go on?
Elorin
On collarspace today someone messaged me then blocked me so I couldn't reply. I deleted the email and now I wish I hadn't.
Basically the person was bitching because of my stated standards on my profile. Three sentences, grammar and punctuation or I will block and delete the email.
The person thought they'd be making this fabulous point by pointing out that collarspace has the wierd filter that zaps punctuation and replaces some words. Except I already know about that and it isn't something I block for. I was accused of assuming things that I don't assume, but the person, rather than asking, didn't find out the truth of the matter and rather assumed about me instead.
There was more to the email, but it is always irritating when someone makes their own assumptions then accuses me of making assumptions about others.
I could update my profile to explain that I know about the filter issues, but anyone coherent and eloquent enough to know about and ask about it has already earned their way into my good graces. And anyone who assumes THOSE are the punctuation and grammar issues that I'm talking about isn't someone I'm interested in anyway.
I'm not worried about perfect punctuation, spelling, or grammar. As my profile says, "All initial emails with less than three sentences, or missing capitalization and punctuation, are deleted and the sender blocked." Maybe I can make that clearer, and maybe I will, but the person who thought they were calling me out but didn't have the courage to see what I might reply got under my skin. That kind of cowardice masquerading as bravado is just bullshit.
~Me
skinprof It has been years since I've been on here. I left because the ability to journal was no longer an option. Apparently it has been restored!!
This past Summer someone who first viewed me here, found me on Fet. He remembered my profile and reached out.
I was not looking to find someone. And pretty much saw myself as content to be alone. It was a fluke that I went on Fet , after 1.5 years. Just as I am on here for several years away. Presently, I am in a lovely dynamic, with a very good Dom. He and I see the world and more through similar lenses.
While a new dynamic, I feel so comfortable. We fit.
It is not easy to find someone who has similar, faith, politics, perspective on D/s ,
and compatibility, as well as have vanilla life be a great fit too. We have found the needle in the stack of needles!
I appreciate this man very much, and can see myself with him , I can see a future.
Tony I am yours, through thick and thin, I have your 6 and feel the same.
You have my heart ❤
M.
TradBrandi31 Co-Top
Co-topping is when two tops are sharing control in a BDSM scene. A typical BDSM scene has a top and a bottom, with the top in control and/or giving sensation and the bottom giving up control and/or receiving sensation.
In a co-top scenario, two tops are sharing the control in a negotiated way.
More About Co-TopThere are many different situations in which two tops may choose to work together. There are coordinated forms of play, such as two people wielding whips at one recipient. Their are collaborative forms of play where one top may be taking more of an assistant role.
Co-topping can be a way to mentor a new top so they can practice their skills in a supervised way. It can be a way for friends or partners who are both tops to play together in a scene, or it can simply be a way to provide a more intense or complex experience to the bottom.
MistressWhipplash Boy Speak
Boy speak is what he really means when he says one thing but means another,
Thinking that he is talking to his mind-reading mother!
But I think I want to say you are a prude,
Means he wants his ass fucked and will be rude,
Why not Goddess do that for me,
Means be my dispensing unit I can see.
Go on I will do the kink you want,
Means no he won't it's just a taunt.
Sure I want to meet but tell me now,
How you'll have me cum but I won't bow.
Nor will I meet or be respectful at your feet,
Says he.
So a kinky twat bottom he will remain you see.
My answer is:
No fetish service the dommes4U was never set,
Never made active I see you lament.
Lament at your loss for a second at a time,
When I moved on relieved you won't be Mine.
A Dominant Woman am I to be taken on meals and fun days out,
To laugh together while you Mine will happily move about,
Being useful funny and sweet.
That's is the real-time Slave I want at My feet.
What's that you can't cope if I am Poly,
As you want a porn image Mistress-dolly.
Silly boy with that boyspeak of yours pouring out,
I moved on more men worth my time to chat about.
Olderdaddy48867 In 2014, I began the process of changing a 40 acre farm over to a 40 acre nature sanctuary. I began by planting wildflowerrs and trees where the row crops used to grow.
I also created a very large indoor grow in one of my comercial buildings and in 2019, a machine shop in another comercial building. Together, these replace the income lost due to stopping the row crops.
Covid came along and threw a wrench in things but I've gotten things back on track.
I wanted to staff the machine shop and the grow with lifestyle folks and it has taken me awhile but I have found my first couple and they are moved in.
I am happy to announce a new profile over on Fetlife.com
Come and view us and if you are a sub or slave couple or a sub or slave female, you just might want to throw in with us.
Look for HomesteadFamily on Fetlife.com
Here is to hoping we all find what we seek.
Larry B. Owner
chastemale Thinking about the next few months...
After September, I may have the opportunity to "go into hiding" so to speak. In other words, as long as I have internet access to do my remote work, I should be able to travel and stay pretty much anyplace for 1 to 2 weeks without interruption.
I'd love to find time to serve someone as "deeply" as possible.
I know folks often fantasize about 24/7/365 locked in a cell, etc, but the reality is that's impractical. But for a long weekend, a week, perhaps.
Have you ever thought about having a slave at your complete mercy for some fixed amount of time. We'd negotiate certain hard limits beforehand, but other than that, I'd let you have your way with me, even if it's not something I'd want or enjoy.
For example forced-bi, smoking, are a hard limits. Not going to happen. Not my thing.
Ball-kicking... I absolutely HATE it.. I'll do almost anything (except cross hard limits) to avoid it. But... I'd suffer it, simply because I'd want to put your pleasure first.
Obviously we'd have to get to know each other first, but if there is a connection spark, even for just a short period of time I'd love to see what we could do.
AKRONOHIOMAN December 9,2023 - Coaches first visit
First visit with "The Coach" today. I'm not sure, but I think the Coach is the closest thing to a completely straight guy that I've had visit me in a quite a while.
I seem to attract the bisexual guys who are dominant in their work but desire to be submissive to another male. And I think that was the case today.
Coach and I messaged on FetLife for a while, determining what he wanted and what his limits were. Then we set up a time for his first visit. It was going to be just after he had coached a game, so I was sure he would have a good mix of testosterone and adrenaline for his first visit.
The time wasn't exact since he didn't know when the game would finish. Around the time expected, he messaged me to let me know he was going to be on his way soon. I kicked back and watched some porn until his arrival.
Being his first visit, I met him in the driveway so he knew he had the correct house. I was wearing my long brown hooded bathrobe. His mind was probably already racing wondering what, if anything, that I was wearing under the housecoat.
We came inside and took a seat and instructed him to strip. As we had previously discussed as he stripped each article of clothing off he folded them neatly by his shoes next to the door.
He had a nice physique and I knew we were going to be having some fun. He was wearing a small cock cage. It appeared he was already straining against it. I remembered that I had instructed him to wear the cock cage during the game. I didn't verify if he has followed directions, or had put it on after the game. I walked over to the couch and grabbed two velcro wrist restraints. I grabbed one of his wrists and extended his arm and attached the velcros cuff. Then the other wrist, as I wrapped the velcro restraint making sure both cuffs were secured around his wrists. Then I retrieved a dog collar from the couch and put it around his neck. This at first, but then I loosened it a notch or two so it was fairly loose. I had plans, and wanted it a bit loose, almost comfortable. But I wanted him to remember, while he was here, he was property. A sub for my use.
Although I had warmed the house a bit, as I wrapped my arms around him from behind him and played with his nipples, I felt him quiver. I'm sure it was a combination of fear and anticipation causing him to quiver, not the temperature of the room.
Normally and make notes when someone leaves, but during today's visit I forgot. So my memory might not be 100% accurate on our activities since I'm writing this story over a week later.
Normally at this point, I sit back in my rocking chair and have they guy suck my cock for a while, but I remember that didn't happen today. And honestly, I don't remember why. Either something we had talked about, or something in my mind cause me to change things and we headed straight upstairs.
When we got up to the bedroom stripped the bathroom off. I was completely naked. I laid back on the bed and told him to come over between my legs and suck my cock. Without hesitation he climbed on the bed and latched on to my cock.
Although one part of me thinks that he is 99% straight, good Lord was he a great cocksucker. It makes me wonder if I'm correct or not. But during the conversations on Fetlife, that was the impression I had. But now that his mouth was on my cock, I was questioning my assumption.
I'm not sure what the hell he was doing with his tongue on my cock but it was incredible. Something about the combination of sucking and swirling and licking at the same time was great. In fact, it was too good. It had been a week or so since I had hooked up with someone and this felt so good, I felt that I could orgasm at any moment. So I told him to lick my balls.
Although I enjoy having a guy lick my balls, in this case the main reason I was having him lick my balls was to prevent me from having an orgasm. How sad would it be for him to arrive and not more than 5 or 10 minutes later have an orgasm and send him on his way.
So he licked at my balls for a while as I raised my right leg putting my knee in the air to give him greater access to my balls and taint. He was good at that also, but not as good as his cock sucking skills. Soon using both of my hands on the sides of his head, I lifted him off my balls and lowered him onto my cock again. The feeling was sensational. I just remembered that I kept murmuring, "oh fuck, oh fuck that feels great."
I grabbed his head and started pushing him deeper onto my cock. He gagged which made me chuckle. I think I growled something like, "oh yeah choke on Daddy's cock."
Part of the time I watched him bob up and down on my cock, part of the time I just threw my own head back enjoying the moment. I looked down and could see his cute bubble butt over his shoulders which only made my cock harder. I was planning to fuck that ass before he left tonight.
I wrapped my right leg over his shoulder onto his back. That just pulled him down onto my cock a bit more. With my hands on the back of his head and my right leg over his back I could force him onto my cock until his chin rubbed my balls. He was choking on my cock, completely under my control, completely submissive, doing exactly what I was telling him to do. I was giving him the fantasy that he was wanting.
I remember being quite verbal that day. Repeatedly calling him… daddy's little cocksucker, calling him… a good little fagot, but at the same time rewarding him by telling him what a good job he was doing sucking cock. Each time he choked I would give him a compliment like, "good Boyyyyyyyy" dragging the work out like I was rewarding a family dog. I watched as his head continued to bob up and down on my cock.
He would deep throat my cock until it was all the way in the back of his throat, then he would pull almost completely off and suck hard on just the head of my cock, swirling his tongue around, poking his tongue in my piss slit, then go back to deepthroating and choking again.
But now I had reached my threshold of my orgasm. If I can keep from orgasming past the first 5 or 10 minutes, I'm usually good for an hour. I'm not quite sure what that is, but once I passed that 10 minute mark I'm good for a while. And at this point, I was past my mark.
I started getting a little more rough with him. I reached down and grab the collar and gave it a bit of a twist, tightening it on his neck. Simultaneously I pulled the collar down, pulling him onto my cock. This did a bit of breath control, or breath restriction, while he continued to suck my cock.
I kept the color twisted until his body language was telling me he was at his limit on breath control. So I released the collar and I just laid back on the bed enjoying whatever in the fuck he was doing with his tongue. Oh my God, it was incredible.
I remember him repositioning himself, I think to get up on his elbows a bit. He slid his hands under my legs almost cupping my butt cheeks whereas before they had been on top of my legs, his forearms almost resting on my chest toward my nipples. Now that his upper arms were under my legs, I took the advantage and raised both of my legs onto his back. I crossed my legs locking them and behind his back squeezed his head between my legs.
With my hands, I forced him deep onto my cock. Then I tightened the squeeze of my legs holding him in place. No longer
alenaslight There is a proposal of a loving union of truth and clarity. Where you are seen completely, whether you want to be or not, you are seen. This union comes from God the Father when he sent Jesus Christ to gather his sheep. To save you from a very bad place. To save you from the devil's traps and lies. When I tell you Jesus loves you, he really really does. He aches for you to turn to him. Him and his father wish for none to perish but for all to be saved. Jesus is very patient and merciful. He doesn't expect you to get it right the first time or the fifth time or even the 20th time. If you are truly remorseful for a sin you can't seem to get rid of and keep asking for forgiveness and keep asking him to take it from you he will be quick to forgive. The Bible says if your brother sins against you seven times and seven times ask you for forgiveness you are to forgive them. He sees your heart whether you are honest or even if you want to change but truly struggle with it. Even if you don't want to change or don't believe in him or you like the world's way.... He will meet you where you are and show you things needed for your journey, your growth, your own faith. In life there are beginnings and endings. Let Jesus transform you from the inside out. Read his commandments. He is a teacher and closer than a brother. He can take all the ugly and make a diamond. He knows what traumas you've been through and he's not here to let life keep hurting you. He doesn't control people, they have free will and he doesn't interfere with it, and people will have to make amends for their mistakes, me included. However he is not the one that hurt you and he doesn't want to hurt you. He wants to change your life. He wants you to live righteously and he wants to give you life abundant. He said if you delight in him he will give you the desires of your heart. When you work with Jesus, earth time is not the time he's on. He's on the clock of eternity and that means our healing will take time, our transformation will take time, our wants won't necessarily come on our time, but He will never leave or forsake you. When you come to Him honestly and come repentantly he will not cast you away. He will start a work in you and will bring it to completion. There will be A Thousand Year Reign where Jesus reigns as King, I truly hope you are there to receive the proper teaching you need to transform into who you were made to be before this dark world got its hands on you. I pray from the bottom of my heart whoever is reading this that you be saved and transformed. Will you still drink from the cups of demons or will you come and taste what the Lord really offers?
Pegstresss I am not on your schedule!
You would be lucky to be on mine, period!
If you send me a message, I will reply on my own time and accord. If you are so impatient that you will delete the msgs sent to me, please keep that same energy!
If there are so many options out there, that you squander an opportunity with me then know.... I don't give second chances!
I easily get anywhere from 20-30 msgs daily, which makes it easy for me to get inundated or have lost msgs. So be patient, and possibly send a reminder to bump your msg or you can find me in chat and ask to speak with me there.
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.
Byrdie Public Service Announcement
For those who have a tendency to delete their own profiles multiple times in a few weeks just because they're getting contacts from people of a less desirable gender, age, role, or location there is the option to set Mail Controls so that messages from people of:
certain genders- either any, or who identify as certain kinky orientations
outside of specified age ranges
outside of your country of residence
part of a couple's profile
a situation where they have no profile available at the time of contact
... go into the Bulk folder, and thus you don't get a notification that they've contacted you. Depending on how hard-core you are about your filters, you can delete every message that appears in there unread.You can either follow the link I included above, or you can find the Mail Controls button at the top, right-hand corner after clicking on "Read Mail."Now, if you tend to dig into your Bulk Mail no matter what, um, good luck with that.
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