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evildolly

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Are you a young woman who aspires to become a slave? Do you wish to your owner's pet, doll, and property? Do you desire to surrender all control over everything? Do you like being caged, gagged, or bound for long periods of time? Do you have an affinity for masks or hoods? Do you enjoy horror movies? Do you have a strong or twisted sense of humor? Are you cheerful and pleasant to have around? Are you perhaps shy or artistic? Are you interested in being enclosed in latex and other sensual materials? Do you enjoy being degraded and humiliated and then getting hugs and kisses to make it all better?

Are you a very, very good girl?

If so, you might be interested in Evil Dolly (aka Erika)! Evil Dolly comes equipped with teeth and sharp nails and a maniacal giggle. She is a transgendered Mommy-Domme with a strong nurturing side along with a large cruel streak and an endless list of fetishistic interests. She has been involved in the BDSM community for many years and has lots of know-how. She enjoys writing, computer games, and sometimes drawing. She can be downright silly. Be warned, Evil Dolly is shy and socially awkward. Some terms and conditions may apply.

I'm seeking a consensual slave over whom I have total control and responsibility. Think very seriously if you're willing and able to give up control over every single aspect of your life. Are you able to potentially give up everything to be a slave? Are you sure? This isn't a game to me. You'll belong to me, my thing.

If you're curious, do send me an email. Don't wait and hope that I'll contact you. Sorry but I'm just not interested in guys, TVs, etc.

I have a website that has my stories and tells a lot more about me, but I can't put the link on here. I'm hoping to hear from you soon, angel.

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2/3/2010 8:09:08 PM
I'm still looking, still hoping to find that special slave girl who'll be all mine.  It's easy to get discouraged after fruitlessly searching for so long, but what else can you do? 

3/29/2009 12:52:21 PM
   "Why does she want me?" Coraline asked the cat.  "Why does she want me to stay here with her?" 
   "She wants something to love, I think," said the cat. "Something that isn't her.  She might want something to eat as well.  It's hard to tell with creatures like that."

- Coraline, Neil Gaiman 

4/12/2008 11:09:17 PM
Evil Dolly's Definitions: Pets!

Lots of people in this tangled web of lifestyles use the word 'pet' a lot. I certainly use it a lot. It's a good word. I just thought I'd ponder out what the word means to me.

I don't use it to imply pet roleplay (puppygirls, etc); while my pet girl might do such activities, she is still my pet at all other times. When I use 'pet', it is both a term of endearment and is synonymous (to me) with calling someone my 'slave'.. it is her status. Her role in life. It implies possession and ownership, in very much the same way one owns a regular pet. I might say "This is pet girl" in the same fashion I might say "This is my pet cat". She isn't someone pretending to be a pet animal, but is a girl who is owned as a pet. Naturally, a pet girl is far more valuable and versatile than any pet cat, but the concept of ownership is the same.

As a pet owner, you can feel love and affection for your pet. You can cherish it, and a responsible owner should take care of it, make sure it's healthy. You might consider the pet an irreplacable part of your life. But you certainly wouldn't consider the pet as your equal, would you? It's your property. It belongs to you. While you might take great pleasure in seeing your pet happy, ultimately it is yours to do with as you will.

So. That's a little of what 'pet' means to me.

2/13/2008 1:53:20 AM
A leash coaxes you from the security of your cage.  You crawl on your hands and knees.  Your ballet boots prevent you from walking even if you wanted to, but you don't want to because she doesn't want you to.  Your chains drag on the floor.  There might be people around you, looking at you, but none of that is important.  You can't see and you're deaf to everything but the headphones playing reinforcing statements of your purpose over and over.. you can't escape that voice.  As you move, you feel your black and shiny latex hugging every inch of your body, but you've worn it so long you hardly notice it (has it been only days?  Could it have been weeks?).

You sit still and patient, awaiting a command, a purpose.  You're drawn forward, and now you feel her hand petting your hood.  You nuzzle your face against her thigh, eager for the contact.  She uncovers your mouth and her fingers stroke your cheeks.  She hand feeds you something sweet, little pieces of chocolate. 

You know that soon you'll have to return to being more human again, for a while.  But for now, you suck on her fingers and know without question that you are loved.

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DommeEmpress
 
 Age: 33
 Cincinnatti, Ohio