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	About dmominateme NOTICE: Master and i would like to play with a female submissive. It is primarily for his enjoyment. As his slave, I want what he wants. Master and i have been together for over a year and are experienced (him, more so than me) so no worries about coming between us in our Master/slave relationship. This situation would be good for a beginner sub who wants to learn more about the lifestyle in a safe environment; or who is thinking about it, but is not sure if this is for her; or who just wants to be trained. Of course, we would also welcome someone with experience. We promise all boundaries will be respected. If interested please send an email and we can take it from there, no expectations. We are healthy and attractive. Update: I am owned now by Sir Orpheuss; so i am not looking for a Dom. Thank you to all who were interested. Best wishes to you. Please be aware that Master has access to this profile and he reads my emails and my replies. He also controls the content of my journal. I'm not interested in D/s as a form of role play nor just in the bedroom. To me, it's more than that.

A few weeks ago, I disobeyed Master. He had given me an order. I forgot, and disobeyed. Afterwards, I felt I had betrayed him; so I had to confess so I could fix it. He said he didn't feel betrayed. He just felt like I had disobeyed him. He told me there would be punishment at our 1st opportunity. I readily agreed that I should be punished. I had to make things right. I had to be cleansed of this "sin" so I could serve my Master. That happened this past weekend. I visited him. Before I went, he ordered me to wear a skirt with nothing underneath. I did as told. I walked in and we greeted each other, then he reached for a switch and I knelt, face on the floor with my skirt lifted at my waist, butt in air. He doesn't punish me often (because I usually obey) but I know the position to get into. He beat me hard on the rearend several times. It hurt so much. I cried out in pain. But I didn't plead with him to stop. I didn't try to move my rearend away from him. I tried keeping it there until he was ready to stop. I knew I deserved it and readily accepted my punishment. The reason he punishes me when I deserve it is because he wants me to be the best slave I can be. He knows I can be the best. When I don't live up to his expectations I deserve to be punished. Afterall, when I disobey or when I'm less than perfect, I may as well be cheating him out of having the best slave. And punishment, in addition to "cleansing" me of my "sin" is a good reminder of what's expected of me and that I can do better. After the beating, he allowed me to lick his wonderful rearend. I so enjoyed that. I feel so at home when my face is there. I belong there. I'm his lowly slave, and a slave belongs at her Master's rearend. After licking him, he ordered me to bend over his desk and pull up my skirt. He used me vaginally. As he pushed his penis inside, I felt myself stretch and I gasped in pain. It hurt so much. Usually the pain subsides after the initial penetration, but this time it hurt the whole time. It hurt so much I was tempted to ask him to stop. But I refused to do that. Afterall, I'm his slave. That's my job....to please him in whatever manner he wishes. At that moment, he wanted to pound me as hard as he could. So of course, I had to submit to it. If I had begged him to stop, I would've disappointed him and myself. His orgasm was intense which meant I did my job and I was happy with myself for pleasing him, even though I was in pain for a few hours afterwards. But it made me feel owned and very slave-ish.

Last night, Master informed me that he will be going on a business trip next week. He's been on business trips before, but what makes this trip different though is, unfortunately there will also be no contact between us while he's gone due to time zone differences. i felt panicky at first. Then, i realized how addicted i am to serving my Master and how much i need it. i realized something else though. It's easy to be a good slave during good times and under ideal circumstances. It's tougher to be a good slave during the tough times (such as an extended period of time without any contact whatsoever from Master). i always believed that during good times people can be mentally tough and stand strong; but bad times are when we find out what we're really made of. So this will be a good test for me. Sure, i can endure his beatings. It's tough at times; but i realized years ago i need to submit to pain every now and then. This absence from him though, with no contact at all, will be harder to take. i would rather endure one of his beatings when he's punishing me (alot worse than the beatings i get when he's only beating me for the fun of it). But, i will find out what i'm made of while Master's on his business trip. i believe i'll keep making him proud that i'm his property. i'm determined to be the best slave.

Lately, it seems Master has been using me more in the usual various ways. However, it seems our sessions are a bit more intense. i still worship his various body parts (which i gladly do, i might add). He's been wanting me to worship his cock more often though, and of course swallow his precious semen. Also, lately he's been wanting me to try to put my tongue into his anus when i worship his wonderful rearend. Then after i "clean" his rearend with my tongue, he has me bend over his desk with my legs spread, and he forcefully rams his cock into my very wet pussy. He has also given me a new rule: with the exception of tampons (when i need them), my yearly well-woman checkups, and Master, NOTHING is allowed to go inside my pussy at all. i am not allowed to insert dildos, vibrators, or anything else to climax. This is because my pussy is very tight. Master wants it to stay tight for when he penetrates me with his cock. He doesn't want anything to stretch me out between our sessions. He wants to stretch me out himself. Each time, the pain is piercing and it really hurts alot. i really DO feel myself being stretched out by his cock. i gladly obey that rule, though, because it means so much to Master (and myself) for me to be as tight as possible for him. He enjoys stretching me out, and he enjoys knowing it hurts each time. i also enjoy the pain when he goes inside me because i know i'm tight for him and he's pleased. It turns him on SOOOOOOO IMMENSELY, and serving him turns me on SOOOOOO IMMENSELY.

Because of such a busy Thanksgiving weekend and family obligations, etc. this is a little late (but at least it's still Thanksgiving weekend). Aside from all the many blessings I'm grateful for (my family, excellent health and a job), there is one blessing that I can't mention to my family or friends. I'm very grateful for my wonderful Master. He is the best. He brings out the slave in me and makes me want to be the best slave. He pushes me mentally to take me further into slavery. I love the way he conditions me for new tasks. Thank you, Master, for believing in me and molding me into your ideal slave.

Today, Master and i had a full session. In addition to some of the usual activities we do at full sessions (such as cock, anal, ball, nipple worship, and sex), we tried new activities. Today, i had brought him a slice of cake, which he had me feed to him. When there were a couple of bites left, he told me he didn't want anymore, took the plate from me, set it on the ground, and told me to eat it off the floor like a dog. i asked him if he was serious because he had never told me to do that before. When he said yes, i immediately got on my knees and forearms and started eating the leftover cake from the plate. Trying to eat it with nothing on but my collar and my rearend sticking up in the air; and especially when the plate slid a few inches on the floor as i tried to get the cake in my mouth (at least a dog has a snout, which i think would probably make it easier), i felt like a dog. It was a very humbling experience. As soon as i got up from the floor, i could feel my pussy juices overflowing and running down my left leg, literally.

Another new activity: Master had me lay on my back, sat on my face, and rubbed his rearend on my face. Eventually, my tongue found his anus and he stayed in that position while i licked and tried sticking my tongue inside his anus as much as possible. He and i enjoyed that very much.

Also, some of his spit accidently fell onto my face. When i asked him if i may wipe it away; with his hand, he wiped it into my face. It didn't bother me at all that he did that. Later, i asked if he got spit on me deliberately or accidentally. He said it was an accident. Even though it was an accident and not planned, i liked it. i had found that accident humbling also.

This evening, as i was thinking about our session, i couldn't help but think: If any other guy were to treat me the way Master treats me, i'd be furious and tell him exactly where he could go. But when Master humiliates me and makes me feel humble, i don't mind. It reinforces my slavery status in my mind. i feel stronger. In slavery there is strength. Slavery is NOT a sign of weakness. It really isn't something for a weak person (in my opinion). i enjoy being my Master's slave. It's really a compliment when he treats me in such degrading ways. i know that he cares about me and is well pleased with me, and i know i'm doing something right as his slave. i know that probably doesn't make any sense to alot of people; but it makes sense to me.

Master's coming back from his business trip tomorrow! I have to admit the time went fast. I'm not sure where it went! It's hard to believe he'll be back tomorrow. Well, I've been very busy with family life and trying to relax when possible. Also, I spent time working on the assignment he gave me before he left. I read about the legend of Faust and typed a paper on it (which I finished a while ago!!!). I learned quite a bit from this assignment. I just hope he likes my paper. I haven't worked on a paper since my college days. I hope it's up to his standards. I'm sure Master will let me know what he thinks after reading it. I hope he likes it.

Well, Master left for his business trip today. I was able to call him right before his plane took off...for a few minutes, but that's better than nothing. I texted him tonight, and he said he'll try to call tomorrow because he doesn't have internet access. He'll get home on Memorial Day. In the meantime, I have to stay mentally/emotionally strong. Plus, I do have to work on the assignment he gave me before he left. :)

I'm already having a crazy week at work (AND IT'S ONLY TUESDAY!). It won't get any better until next week. Also, Master will be going on a business trip tomorrow. He'll leave at 9:00 am. He won't be back until Memorial Day. I have known for quite some time about this trip. I know he has been preparing for it for what seems like a very long time. What's worse is that he said he may not have Wi-Fi connection. I enjoy my nightly collared chats with Master. Those nightly chats get me relaxed and help me to get to sleep at night. Also, I won't be able to worship him during the weekend while he's on that business trip. I find that very frustrating. I'm going to miss him very much. He told me he's going to miss me too, but that the days will go by quickly. To help me feel like I'm being useful and serving him, he has given me an assignment to be completed while he's away. He wants me to write a report on Dr. Faustus. I must admit it sounds fun. I remember reading about Dr. Faustus in a Survey of Theatre Arts class a long time ago back in my college days. I'll have enough time to read it and re-read it. Think about it. Then write about it. But still, I don't like his business trips. Lucky for me it doesn't happen too often. I do realize, though that he has to go. In the meantime, I do have a life in the vanilla world. Life doesn't stop just because Master's on a business trip. I have a family that needs me, employers that count on me to do my job, and other obligations as well. I have to be strong. But with everything that's going on at work, I don't feel very strong, but I have to be. Well, no matter where Master's at, I'm still his slave, and I still wear his collar. I'm just going to have to get through this. He had said time will go by fast while he's gone. And with everything I have to do, I'm sure he's right. Maybe thinking about how pleased he is with me will help too. The last 2 times he's had me drink his urine, I must admit, I didn't sputter or gag or anything. It was easier to swallow. I'm hoping it's a sign that I'm mentally and emotionally growing even more as a slave. I want so much to be THE best slave.

Here are some of the rules i have to go by...

1) i am not allowed to have another man in my life.

2) If i want to go out or do something special and different, i need to get permission.

3) i'm supposed to wear thongs and skirts/dresses to allow for easy access to my rearend, unless it's not practical (such as when i go to my running club).

4) i am to obey at all times, no matter how difficult.

5) i am to address Master in public/on his work email address as Dr. ____. In pvt. i am to address him as Master.

6) i am to worship him eagerly and hungrily on demand. i may not stop until told to do something else.

7) i am to love and adore him and honor and obey him and believe he's the best Master on the entire planet. (Which he is, anyway.)

8) i am not allowed to make major changes to myself (such as haircut, or lose weight) w/o his permission.

9) He owns me. my body and my mind belong to him; therefore i am to take good care of that which belongs to him.

10) If he says no to something, i am not to whine about it b/c it's for my own good that he says no.

11) i am not allowed to be jealous or demanding like a girlfriend or wife would be.

12) i am not allowed to talk back or argue.

13) i must ask permission if i want to masturbate.

14) i must wear my collar at least 15 min. a day.

15) i will consume his body fluids.

I just want to "publicly" say thank You to my Master, Sir Orpheuss. Master, thank You very much for allowing me to be Your slave. In addition to the joy i feel at being owned by You, it is an honor and priviledge to be Your pet, Your footstool, Your ass licker, Your piss whore, Your deep throating cum slut, Your fuck toy, and the person You turn to when You feel like beating someone in frustration or for the fun of it. I love being the one You turn to to take care of those needs. I always strive to be the best slave You've ever owned. I always want to be the best and strive for perfection, even when it's very difficult.

Last night, as i was drying off from my hot bath, my thoughts drifted to my Master. It occurred to me that it has been (or seems so, anyway) quite some time since he's had me swallow some of his precious urine. i realized at that moment how much i miss drinking it. i've come to realize i need to taste his urine. i really don't understand why, since it tastes so salty and bitter and very repulsive so much so that i feel as if i'm about to vomit as i literally force myself to swallow it. But it's my Master's urine; and since he lately hasn't told me to drink it, i do miss it. i want so much to drink it for him. i don't know if i can ever get used to the taste, but i want to consume it anyway. It's my Master's urine and i want and need it.

I'm determined to someday be the piss whore Master wants me to be. I may think urine is repulsive to swallow (or even to accept in my mouth), but it's Master's and therefore precious to me. I WANT to do this for him because it would please him so immensely. Does any of that make sense???

Master wants me to write down about our latest session. The past several times, when setting up meetings with him at his office he ordered me to go pantiless but to keep on visiting wearing a skirt. He said it's for easy access to my rearend. So when i go to his office, he has me worship his various body parts. Sunday, he had me kneeling on the hard floor, worshipping his cock. He enjoys me practicing deep throating. Before I started serving him, I couldn't deep throat. I basically had a boundary there, stopping at the point where my mouth couldn't take anymore comfortably. But he enjoys deep throat and from the beginning, had me practice. On Sunday, I felt it go into my throat and I took most of him inside my mouth. I ended up getting a sore throat, but kept on. After awhile, I told him I had a sore throat, then went back to my duty of cock worshipping without Master telling me to keep on. He told me later that he was pleased with that. Then he had me kneel with my hands and face to the floor so i could be his footstool for awhile. When i was allowed to get up, my juices were literally trickling down my legs. Master was well pleased, as was i. After awhile, when he was talking on the phone, i looked down at one point and noticed my juices had also dripped down (when i was serving as his footstool) on the floor. We thought it was funny and laughed about it; but at the same time, he was well pleased with me. He even told me that i've become his favorite slave. That is a title i was reaching for. He says, it's easy to become the best; it's tougher to stay the best. i told him i plan on keeping that title. i worked hard to get there, and i plan on keeping it.

Today, Master and i met at a local motel again. He had me check in. i find it very embarrassing to check in. First of all, i'm a female; plus, i feel that by telling the clerk i want a room, she knows why i'm there. It was easier checking in this time, though. i didn't feel as self conscious as i did the last time. i got there a few minutes early to undress and put my collar on. When he got there, i was naked and ready to serve him. He had me get a towel. He placed it on the floor and told me to kneel on it. He produced a leash (which i thought he got from his own dog at home) and fastened it to my collar. He told me to take his shoes and socks off, then had me lick his feet and toes, which i did. While he did that, he took what i thought at the time was a yardstick and beat my rearend with it as i was worshipping his feet. It felt like the worst beating i've ever had (he did confirm later that it was), and i cried out in pain while trying to keep worshipping his feet. i wanted to beg him to stop; but i didn't. i wanted to move my rearend away from him, but i didn't. Finally he quit. Then he had me worship his cock for awhile. Afterwards, he told me to lay on the bed, which i did. Then he had sex with me. After he climaxed, he straddled my face and had me worship his cock again, then his balls. We then rested for awhile and had a snack. Then i also worshipped his ass and his nipples. It was during the ass worshipping that i found out that the leash wasn't borrowed from his dog. He told me it was MY leash. i was so surprised, happy and touched and wanted to cry. i couldn't beleive my ears. It was definitely one of those "AWWWWWW" - moments (that's how touched and happy i was.) i also gave him a massage. He decided to have sex with me a second time. Later, he wanted to pee. He took my collar and leash off of me and led me to the bathroom. We got into the tub where he peed on me without the shower going. It was warm. Then he moved up to my face. Then after awhile, he told me to open my mouth, which i did. He peed in my mouth. At first, i sputtered. It tasted salty and bitter; but i kept my mouth open to receive more urine from him. i knew he wanted me to swallow. i did. i started gagging and choking. To be honest, i thought i was going to throw up. i remember pressing my face to his stomach with my arms around his waist and apologizing for my reaction. After he was done, we showered. We went back to the bed and rested more. When he felt the need to urinate again, i asked him to pee on me again. i didn't mind. We rested more and then finally we had to get dressed and go our separate ways. my time with him was very satisfying. He said he was very pleased with me. The only thing i don't like is that i feel i disappointed him with my reaction when he peed in my mouth and i swallowed some of it. He told me he's not disappointed with me and that i tried. He may not be disappointed in me, but i feel disappointed because i expected better from myself. But he did seem satisfied which is most important. He told me that next time, he'll drink more water beforehand, and have the shower going to help dilute the urine as it enters in my mouth. Maybe i can swallow it easier that way. During our time together, he did ask me what i like about his peeing on me. i told him that it's his urine and that it's a privilege to be peed on by him. It is! He told me that alot of subs/slaves don't like it and find it humiliating. He also said that some people see it in much the same way as a dog marking his territory. i never thought about it that way before. He DID mark me as his territory when he peed on me. i do NOT find it humiliating at all. To me, it's an honor. i'm so glad that he'll keep on urinating on me and get me used to it. i feel as if i'm the luckiest slave on the planet. i have such a terrific Master. i really am very lucky to have him as my Master. Out of all the women he could've picked, he picked me. :)

Hello subs and Doms. This is Orpheuss, Master of dmominateme. I am writing to recognize wonderful service this girl is giving me, and the excellent progress she has made in her submission.

She has developed from submissive to slave; all limits to my use and enjoyment of her have been eliminated. Thus, I have the pleasure of knowing my time with her will always be satisfying, whatever it takes.

I am not an extreme Master so she is safe living with my limits, not hers. This trust takes time to develop. No one should expect to reach this level of commitment and devotion overnight.

Doms who wish to correspond with this slave please respect that she is owned and devoted to her Master. Subs, of course, are free to correspond and share experiences.

She will add to the journal from time to time. I hope you will enjoy the entries as much as W/we do!

Today, Master and i had a meeting in a very different location. In a motel room. In the past, we met in his office at work or at his home. He had me check in, which was very strange to me, considering i've never done that before. When he got there, i was wearing lingerie and my collar. He undressed and had me worship his cock. He got his belt and whipped me with it as i was worshipping him. Then he decided he wanted to take me sexually and ordered me to lay on the bed. At first, i struggled a little bit against him because it was our first time sexually and i was very nervous. Then he penetrated me and didn't stop until he climaxed. It was so incredible even though i felt nervous and was scared i wouldn't be tight enough. Afterwards, we lay there and just talked and enjoyed each other's company. After we rested and had a snack, he spanked me and then had me worship his wonderful rearend. i have noticed that when he allows me to worship his rearend, my mouth starts watering alot. i enjoy it soooo very much. Later, when he was ready to shower, i joined him. He decided he had to relieve his bladder. He had me kneel in the shower, and proceeded to urinate on me. As he was relieving himself, my mouth was slightly open and at one point, i could taste the urine. It was very bitter tasting. i did not mind my Master using me as his toilet. i felt at peace with it, and enjoyed it. His urine tasted bitter and i did not like it; but at the same time, i didn't mind because it came from my Master's body. i remember once, he had told me that some submissives find it humiliating and don't like their Masters using them as human urinals. i rather enjoyed it. The way i see it is this: the urine came from my Master and i consider it such an honor and priviledge that he urinated on me. It's not the least bit humiliating to me; plus, out of all the submissives out there that he could've picked, he chose me. i'm his submissive. He's my Master. i want him to use me as he sees fit in whatever manner he chooses. i believe today was such a wonderful session. Usually, i'm extremely satisfied; but today, even as i type this, i feel like i'm in such a dreamy state. If i were a cat, i'd be purring SOOOOOO loudly.

i have been Sir Orpheuss' sub. for four months now. There are so many reasons i need Him. He provides structure and discipline when i need it. i feel i have to be dominant in my vanilla life; however, submissive is what i truly am. i'm not a dominant person. Sir Orpheuss gives me the much needed break from that when we're together, as well as online. I am always eager to service Him in whatever way He chooses. i want to please Him, and gladly do so to the best of my ability. He enjoys me worshipping His various body parts; sitting at His feet like a dog; taking off/putting on His shoes; and spanking/caning me. Even though i hate pain, i don't mind baring my rearend so he can beat me with whatever He feels like using. Actually, strange as it sounds, i've come to realize i NEED the pain my Master inflicts on me. Maybe because it makes me feel owned. Also, when He's pleased, i feel mentally complete.

There are some people who don't enjoy worshipping their Master's backside. For some, it's a hard limit. For others it's something they'll do; but don't enjoy it. Then there are some who do enjoy it and look forward to it. I am one such person. I enjoy worshipping Sir Orpheuss' rearend. It's literally a pleasure to do that. I enjoy feeling my face pressed against it. My tongue swiping at his crack and searching for his anus. I love feeling him reach around for the back of my head and press it further into his crack almost suffocating me. I feel so natural being there in that location. I enjoy knowing that I'm pleasing him; giving him pleasure. It leaves me feeling very satisfied and content.

Master gave me the assignment (while He's away on a business trip) of writing down my caning experience so i can add it to my profile in here. This past week, i displeased my Master by thoughtlessly doing something he didn't like. He didn't let on though. Later, when we discussed it, i realized he was unhappy with me; which made me disappointed in myself. i asked him to cane me for punishment. We set a date for the caning. Even though i was nervous and scared about what would take place at our next meeting, i was still eager to see Him and couldn't wait to lay eyes on Him; afterall, i had missed him. The morning of our meeting i went to His office. On my way there, i felt a combination of apprehension, excitement, eagerness and fear. When i walked into His office, i was so happy to see Him. He looked so wonderful; and he had a smile on His face and also looked happy to see me. We hugged and talked a while. Then when He was ready to punish me, i lowered my jeans and fearfully draped my upper body on His desk. He took his bamboo cane and hit me with it. It stung so much i cried out in a low voice (though i'm sure it was much louder than when he spanks me with a ruler for His pleasure). He kept hitting me. It felt as if He were hitting me in the same spot over and over again, which made it feel worse. i tried to keep my cries low so none of His colleagues could hear from outside in the hall. Even though i wanted to say to stop, i didn't until the 5th strike. It had finally gotten so painful i instinctively asked Him to stop even though i had wanted to take it all like a good sub. It had stung my right rearend cheek so much and was so unbearable. In my way of thinking, when Master punishes me, he does it b/c he cares for me enough that He doesn't want me to get away with something i shouldn't. i like being punished after displeasing Him, b/c i displeased Him and i want to make things right between us. i want things between us "squared away". And to me, the pain i receive from His punishment is like a "mental and emotional cleansing", so we can be "one" again. Even though it's very painful, it does make me feel better mentally and emotionally.

I've been owned for the past month now. It's been quite an experience with being pushed mentally and physically. He has me doing things that I've never done before and have never thought I'd do. He's told me that
he wants me to write in here about my experiences and how I feel about them. So I will. Today, he wants me to write about how I feel when I sit at his feet. Here it goes:

When he tells me to sit at his feet, I immediately and gladly do so. Sitting at his feet makes me feel submissive and owned. I enjoy the feeling. It's very exhilarating. I enjoy resting my head on his lap as I'm there at his feet. As my head is on his lap, i'll sometimes slowly move my head from side to side as he runs his fingers through my hair while I'm trying to find that perfect spot to rest my head. I feel so content at his feet; with my head in his lap. When I'm there, I think to myself that this must be how it feels to be a dog...at the feet of the master, ready to do the master's bidding, and grateful for the attention given. I do so enjoy that feeling.

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