fairymist

I wish to find a master for whom I can be their slave.  Their companion, the one you will create out of your training, picking up and  reshaping the pieces.
In you master I will place my total trust and devotion. 

December 18, 2004

Well, yet another entry in my journal.  Yet another effort to try and explain what is it i feel as a woman who craves the discipline and servitude she can only find as a slave girl in Gorean terms.
I am a slave.  I have no real rights to anything.  Not even a name.  Even tho I call myself  fairymist for the purposes of collarme.com, I really don't have a right to a name unless one is chosen or given to me by a master.
I do have a master, his name is Farouk. He allows me the freedom to seek additional training and that is why I am in this area, seeking the one who will guide my training and help me reach my full potential as a slave.

 I've decided to try and rewrite some old familiar Christmas carols BDSM style or Gorean style if one prefers.  Remember each song will have the tune of the carol's original words.  laughs.  Just thought i would try to entertain myself and others who might peek at my journal entries.

But this entry might have to wait for a more suitable evening. As I can't find my copies of the songs I wish to use tunes from.  
Oh well.

December 13, 2004

Well, this just 12 more shopping days until Christmas.
Bah humbug.

I just can't get into the proper mood for the season.

I just feel
blue.

Master Baby
Hurry
to
the
dungeon
for
me.
Master Baby
I've
been a very naughty
slave
you see.
Master Baby
hurry to
the
dungeon
for
me.

Yes it is  that time of year again. Christmas.

 Well happy Thanksgiving anyone.  Tis the holiday season and most are preparing for the upcoming Christmas season as well.  
       I would say Bah Humbug, but I am not that kind of girl.  I just have to wonder why Christmas is so over commercialized, twould seem it is a case of what's in it for me for most rather than a day for giving.  I am not materialistic, never have been.  I have never lived in the lap of luxery and from what I've heard about riches untold, most wealthy folks are extremely unhappy.  It's time to get back to the simpler things in life ~  peace, love, harmony instead of greed, want and war.
So give the gifts you wish to give and can afford to give.  Don't be influenced to spend beyond your means at Christmas, going into debt for a holiday is stupid.
Give of your time and energy.
Remember this if you will.

"t will not matter what kind of house you owned, how much money you made, or even what kind of car you drove. You will be remembered because you were important in the life of a child."

I have recieved several responses and I would like to clarify some issues where I am concerned. I am not into watersports, knifeplay,playrape, mummification, age play, or breath play.  I am not a pain slut.  I enjoy bondage, spankings, paddlings, role play and other things not mentioned here.  Please do not expect me to answer if you are into doing those things I am not interested in.  It will not happen.

      Shameless

I kneel before you

shamless

for

all

the

world

to

see.

I've

never been a woman

afraid of who

I am.

YOU

bring out the best and the worst in me.

One touch

from

you.

I

tremble like a child.

One look from you

and

my

innocence

disappears

You

are

MASTER

I

am

SLAVE

Well as usual I still don't know what I really want.  All I know is that I am submissive and seeking a long term relationship outside of the confines of marriage is a scary proposition.  I just hope I can find a kind, sensitive yet strict master who will push my limits but also respect them.  A master who understands that my marriage is important to me and will not try to change the status quo.  I have to wonder if he's even out there.  All of the ones I've met so far have fallen short of my expectations.  Am I just too picky?  Or do I, as slave have any rights to demand the best for my own personal reasons?  I really have to wonder if my ideals are too high.