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I am a 37 year old, bi-poly FemDomme, which means I want everything and then some! I have 17 years experience in the lifestyle. I would say I am primarily dominant both socially and emotionally. Currently my poly-family exists of myself, my Husdom and our collared girl, minette. We also have a boy and girl in training as of 8/2011. With these new additions I feel our poly House is at it's optimum level, having two female slaves and a submissive boy. I am always seeking new acquaintances and new potential play partners, I only do R/t play, so this means you need to live some where near Killeen,TX. (For the geographically challenged that's the greater central Texas area) In a sub/slave, either male or female, I look for these qualities; intelligence, maturity,an open mind, a willingness to expand and push one's limits, loyalty, honesty, obedience,discipline, an actual submissive nature, a well-developed sense of masochism,emotional balance,and clear and reasonable knowledge of one's kinks.Experience is unimportant,as I enjoy training.Please note: I like my boys to behave like men, so I am not interested in sissies or cross-dressers. I am only interested in those who have a driving desire to submit. I am not interested in those who need excessive "taming". If I have to force you to submit, constantly, it's not submission it's subjugation. You must be willing and able to follow rules and respect limitations set by the family. My top ten kinks from the Top are: spanking( from bare-hand, paddle,crop or cane), sensory deprivation, bondage, orgasm denial,edge play,electricity,body worship, CBT or genital torture, anal play, and sensory contrast play. Knowledge is sexy, the more well read you are the more attentive I will be. I expect any partner to have opinions to share and enjoy engaging one's brain often. I love to discuss and dissect all manner of intellectual discourse. I am a very spiritual person and I appreciate those with their own principles but tempered with an open minded perspective. The world is not one dimensional, neither should humans be. On a side note: If you are unable to properly wield the English language, please refrain from contacting me. If a message does not contain these things: capitalization, punctuation, good grammar, real(grown up/non-interweb speak) words, and complete sentences, it will likely be ignored. I look forward to hearing from everyone! Bright blessings. ~S~
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So things are back to semi-normal again, I think. Truthfully my world is so transitive one can never be truly sure.
I'm once again actively searching for something that goes beyond casual. I have enough "just for play" friends to fill a fishbowl, so I'm setting my sights a little higher.
I'm not looking for instant magic, I'm a realistic person. Everyone has their own needs, I have quite a laundry list of my own.
What I'm looking for is someone who I can feel confident matches well enough with myself and those other people who are a concrete part of my life that I can confidently spend time getting to know them on an intimate level in several arenas.
In case you are wondering, this does mean I'm once again accepting applications for new partners. Let the chaos begin!
Bring it on!
~S~
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I received the strangest message today so naturally I thought I'd share. It was just one word. No greeting, no purpose, no indication of what the message was about. Just that one single word, I sat and thought about when this particular word might be used alone.
I could only come upon one feasible instant. If I were in a crowded room and man were to step out of my way and gesture for me to pass before him out of courtesy. When I had murmured a polite thank you this word would have been his chivalrous reply.
So I can only assume that the person sending the message intended for me to pass them by in this crowded forum. I have done so out of courtesy. Never let it be said I lack good grace or manners.
~S~
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****TAKING A BREAK****
Things are changing in my life at a break-neck pace, so it's time I trimmed back my obligations.
So for the time being, I'm putting the search for a secondary relationship in my Poly on hold.
Time to get things in order on the Everyday level.
I'll still be replying to messages, but I won't be committing to any new meetings for awhile. Thanks.
~S~ ***************************************
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Another change for this year, it seems they keep coming. Cross has granted a request of release from his girl sacred. I am greatly saddened by this.
We're doing as most families do when losing someone, banding together to reaffirm our connection and decide where to go from here.
Cross will be home from Iraq in six weeks, so it will be much easier to take steps in a new direction then. As I have said before, change is inevitable.
~S~
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I had an interesting situation pop up over the weekend that got me thinking . So I decided to share and ask a few questions, I'm always curious about other people's perspective.
Here's my situation, I had been chatting for a number of weeks with an interesting young man. We shared enough interests and he seemed sincere enough about taking his fantasies to the next level. So I invited him up to have an interview with me. It did not go well.
He was quite abrasive, and rather insistent that I agree to play with him that day, since he'd made the trip here to meet me. I had made it very clear, play is NOT an option on the same visit as an an interview. I don't lower my standards for anyone.
When the interview had concluded I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt he was not a candidate for play. He was too abrasive, too wrapped up in his own kinks and the achievement of his own satisfaction. He did not once inquire of my own interests, nor what I found to be the most pleasing aspect of play. It was ALL about him. This is not what I would consider a submissive mentality at all. I will admit to being disappointed as he played a good game of hiding his true motivation online. But I'm sure we all know how easy it is to "appear" to be what one is not, online.
As soon as I arrived home I penned a very short but concise email explaining that I did not consider this young man a candidate for play because I doubted his ability to offer me the minimum amount of respect I would require from a submissive.
He countered with the question of what I considered the "minimum amount of respect."
Now that was a bit difficult to explain. I don't expect that much from a new play partner. Respect of my wishes and requests. Basic respect for my role as a dominant person in our relationship, if that's the case. Courtesy and interest beyond the scope of his own desire and satisfaction. I don't think those were unreasonable expectations.
I received a very nasty reply that I was as bad as the other women on this site. I only seemed to care about what I wanted, when I wanted it.
That's not true. I had inquired, at length about his interests and desires. I had made sure I have a very concise picture of his limits and I had even ask him to write an adaptation of what he would consider a "perfect" scene, so I could better understand his thinking.
Now here's where I started thinking, everyone has a basic level of respect they expect from people, regardless of their roles. So if you make a connection online, what do you expect from the other person as far as respect?
Now let's take that a step farther, what do you expect from someone you have just entered into a committed relationship with? How about after a year? What changes, then?Where do you expect deeper respect and understanding. What do you think they should understand about their role in your life?
Now let's go farther down the line, two years? Three? Five? Ten?
Do things change as the relationship becomes more committed, or is the level of respect you desire a constant past some point? I've been in a D/s relationship ten years, and I will admit I expect a lot more from Him than I expected years ago. But that door swings both ways, he expects a lot more from me too.
I'd love to hear your take on the subject. I'm always interested in how people see things from a different perspective.
Discuss.
~S~
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********WARNING*********Be on the lookout, people, there is a very Nasty little oxygen thief on here trying to screw with people's relationship's in the worst possible way. Here's the general, she's 29, in DFW and claims(sickeningly) to be a slave. Want to know the particulars? Message me, I'll expose the little piece of garbage to anyone who cares enough to know.****************
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Okay, it's time for a little rant from Ms. Flame:
It clearly states, in my profile, that I am seeking playmates that are "somewhat local", so let's take a moment to examine that phrase, and it's meaning. First let's cover some places that, very obviously, do not meet this requirement.
Ohio? No. UK? No. the Netherlands? No. Alabama? The state I was born in, but still not qualifying for this requirement. Nevada? Nope. New York? No. Virginia?No. Egypt? Not hardly.
Those choices were gleaned from the messages I have recieved in the past few days. So let's try and decipher what that phrase does mean. I live in Texas, to put a finer point on that, I live in Killeen, Texas. Now for those of you a little rusty on your Texas geography, Killeen is located between Waco and Austin. So if we put a fine point on what "somewhat local" can be accurately interpreted to mean, it would mean that you are within, at the maximum, 4 hours travel from Killeen and willing to make the trip here for the opportunity to play.
I am of the opinion that anywhere beyond the scope of area, I have delineated, to be unrealistic, unless you can offer me a viable reason to consider otherwise.Now that we have that cleared up, please continue about your business.
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Well 2008 seems to be a year for changes. Cross is overseas again, which leaves me to deal with the day to day on my own. I no longer own a collared slave, we parted on fair terms, and that's all I will say about that. I am currently reexamining my stance on several kink related fronts. I sense that the time for change is long past. I need to take a good hard look at my preferred play style, my favorite kinks, and the way I deal with those I play with.
I'm once again seeking that elusive "one" the person who gets it, gets me, and can respond with a look to my every whim. A lofty goal I know, but having been there before, I know it exists. I'm not expecting magic from the point of hello, I'm realistic. But there are a few things I cannot do without.
I am looking for someone who knows their kinks, who can when asked, supply a detailed list, preferably in checklist format. I am looking for someone who understands servitude. I'm looking for a masochist,pain play is still an integral part of what I like to do. This person must have some basic personal qualities, a sense of humor, some wit, loyalty and a need to be controlled. I am poly so be prepared to be introduced to a larger group of people who are very much a part of my life.
For the foreseeable future I will be taking some time to look inward and make some changes, but I still welcome any reasonably intelligently worded exchanges.
Here's to change, it's inevitable.
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Well 2007 is shaping up to be a stellar year. Cross is home, which is fantastic. I still see My wolfie on a regular basis, in fact I just had a great scene with him. It was a bit of a deviation from My normal scene, but it was for his birthday so I made some allowances.
I had My boy drive up to get Me then drive Us back down to his apt. We spent a quiet evening with some wine and some good old fashioned bedtime bondage. I tied his wrists, in a new longterm wrap style and then to the head board and his ankles together and to the side rail. It kept him nicely in place most of the night, though a knot did pull loose before morning. I suppose I'm a bit out of practice. I also blindfolded him securely. There's something powerful about sleeping next to someone who's completely helpless.
Upon waking the next morning I had the slut shower and prepare himself for Me. I am rather meticulous about how I like sluts to be groomed. I then securely tied the boy's hands and had him prostrate himself across the bed to recieve his caning. I worked over his ass for a half and hour with a progression of canes. I started with the springy rattan, then the whippy nylon and finally the thuddy delrin. My sluts ass was the most gorgeous shade of purple when I had finished. Though I must say the slut's self control and breathing is still quite disciplined. The noises the boy makes are delectable when the cane stripes his ass.
Next We moved to the bathroom where I planned to indulge one of My slut's curiosities. I took out the cold steel syringe and prepared the enema while he kneeled face down on the bathroom floor. Once I was ready I made the slut raise his ass and recieve the syringe of cold liquid. Once he had taken almost the entire 8 ounces I pulled the syringe free and took up the flogger. While My little ass whore knelt with his head on the bathroom floor I flogged his back with the leather flogger. I paused periodically so he could feel the urgency build within his bowels, then I went right back to flogging. Eventually he begged to be allowed release and I left him to his relief.
Next I securely tied the sluts hands in a cinch wrap then harnessed his hands behind his head. Once I had him tied securely I made him sit at My feet while I readied My needles to pierce his flesh. The harness put just enough strain on his pectorals that the muscles raised up, giving Me prefect areas of exposed flesh. I then placed the evil black nipple clamps on his nipples, smiling as he hissed in pain. I knew he was thinking this was the worst of it but when I put on the blindfold I saw a moment of worry pass over his face. That small worry became a very obvious fear when he smelled the alcohol an instant before the cold swiped over his skin. My little pain slut was trembling now because he knew what was coming. I slowly began to push the needles into his flesh, one by one. Waiting in between for his breath to slow so I knew each piercing was being felt as if it was the first one. When I lined his pectorals with needles I removed the blindfold and ordered the slut to look at Me. I wanted to watch the pain in his face as I slowly pulled each needle from his flesh. The boys discipline once again served him well, his eyes never left Mine as each needle slid free of it small fleshy encasement. I watched his pupils dilate as the endorphins charged through his system. When I had finished removing all the needles I replaced the blindfold and locked the slut in the kennel for about 45 minutes to come down from his endorphin high.
Once I let My little ass whore out of his cage I untied him and made him crawl into the bedroom and secured his arms, this time in front of him. I blindfolded him again and made him crawl up on the bed and offer Me his ass. I teased him a bit as I worked My hand into the new fisting glove. I lubed up the surface of the glove and began a relentless invasion of his ass. I spent the next twenty minutes working My hand as far up his ass as possible. I was a bit disappointed that I didn't succeed in fisting him completely, but it gives Me a goal for the future. I then took the slut's favorite toy, lovingly dubbed the manrammer and proceeded to fuck his ass throughly. I allowed the slut to stroke My cock while I was using him, which resulted in the expected mess. Certainly I made the slut beg to come, but he's served Me so well that day I allowed his release without too much begging.
Overall I think My boy had a good birthday and looks forward to his next opportunity to be used by Me. I must say I look forward to using him this weekend at the GWNN party in Austin. As I said 2007 is shaping up to be a good year.
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Well it's been a super busy week for Me. I haven't had time for an update and I've heard the fan club is getting grumpy. So My boy and I had Our first scene this past weekend in his new apartment. I had planned some interesting things for the new digs. When I arrived I was given the grand tour, it's a rather nice apartment, quite spacious. Now once I had settled in with a nice drink I had My boy arrange all the toys in the bedroom so I'd have quick access to them. I ordered the slut to strip and made him kneel and face the wall while I finished My drink. Once I was ready I had My boy crawl nude thru his apartment to greet Me where I was sitting in front of his fire place. Once My feet had been throughly worshipped and his collar was locked in place We proceeded to the bathroom. Now at My disposal was a rather nice garden tub so I decided a bit of water bondage would be a nice start. I made My boy sit in the tub where I tightly bound his wrists and ankles then tied them together. I also blindfolded the boy with several layers of scarlett vetwrap. Once I had the ring gag in place and his collar firmly anchored to the faucet I turned on the water. Now after a bit of fiddling I got the right temperature, a shade warmer that frigid. I also made sure I had anchored his collar at the precise angle where the water that was coursing over his face from the shower would pour at a steady rate into his mouth. This did cause quite a bit of struggling and gagging at first, but eventually My boy learned his only choices were to swallow the water or to push it from his mouth using only his tongue, since the ring gag prevented his lips from closing. Now I went to make Myself another drink as I listened to the boy struggle under the pouring cold water. I noticed something useful, an ice maker. So naturally I took a great bowl of ice and dumped in the boys lap and watched as I forced him to hold his exact position, not dropping one cube, as it slowly melted. This change threw off his concentration and I once again left him struggling to breathe. After awhile I noted a slight bluish tint coming into the sluts hands and feet so I cut his bonds and made him dry off. He was then instructed to crawl to Me once again in the living room. Once the boy had stopped shivering I made him crawl behind Me into the bedroom. He's such a clever little painslut He had rigged a four point strap system over the sheets so I'd have somewhere to tie him. I anchored him face down to the bed. His wrists were bound tightly and the beating began. I started with the rubber flogger, progressing quickly to the crop. I struck him from shoulders to ass and back up again. I then took out My new leather quirt and striped his back and ass a beautiful crimson. Next came the rattan cane working quickly in a up and down then down and up fashion I was just getting into a good rhythm when the slut informed Me he was not processing the pain as effectively as normal. I believe his words were, "Mistress please stop, I need to breathe." I quickly pointed out that this was not actully My problem, but his and continued with the cane strokes. I increased both tempo and force as I watched the boy fight to process the pain. Very shortly the boy got in control of himself and began to breathe with much less effort. I moved to the nylon cane, which I love the sound of. I whipped him with the thin cane until I could see the difference in welts between the rattan cane strokes and the nylon cane strokes. I then went and got some ice and rubbed his welts. His sighs of relief turned into a gasp of realization when the rubber flogger whistled a second before it lashed across his wet skin. I adore the way that rubber flogger lashes and sticks when skin is wet. I am told it's deliciously agonising. Once I had flogged him til no water remained on either the flogger or his skin, I turned to the aluminum cane. I iced it throughly before using it to cane the boy soundly. At that point I realised all this work has caused Me to become quite parched. So I untied the slut and told him to crawl off the bed and into the livingroom where I could enjoy the nice breeze from the fan. I allowed the slut to curl at My feet while I cooled off. After a bit of a rest I had My boy prepare a covering for the floor as My next endeavor could get a bit messy. I tied the boy on his back binding his forearms beneath his chin. I then applied the nipple sticks and tightened them down until his nipples were quite plum colored. I then gave the sticks a good flick to make the little whore yelp, I so like that sound. I then lubed one of My toys and proceeded to fuck his ass, making him beg for Me to increase both the speed and thrusts of My rubber cock. Once I had him panting and bucking like a little ass-whore I moved to a bigger toy. This resulted in more begging and pleading from My boy, but this time to go slow. So naturally I fucked him hard and fast. I stroked his cock while I fucked him hard, in no time he was begging to cum, certainly he was denied. I forced the boy to beg to cum three more times before I began to truly pound his ass with My rubber cock then I granted My whore premission to cum when he wailed for Me. He exploded all over himself. I removed the nipple sticks after he had begged profusely to be allowed to remove them himself because it "hurt less when he did it." So it's obvious I jerked them off without loosening them fully, causing the slut to scream thru his teeth. I quickly untied the boy and forced him to crawl into the large dog kennel I had asked him to set up before I arrived. I locked him inside and watched as he floated off in a cloud of sub space. I allowed the slut-puppy a little over a half hour in the kennel before I made him whine to be let out. I then had him clean up the area and naturally thank Me profusely for using him. It was another satisfying scene, I must say I see alot of kinkable potential in his new place. I am looking forward to using him hard again, in the very near future.
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Friday's scene had a bit of a different flair. I elected to stray away from My normal percussive talents and move into more focused and harder to process pain mediums. After wrapping My boy from calf to mid thigh in saran wrap and layering duct tape atop that for stability, I used the new leather arm binders to secure his hands behind his back. After placing the hood over his head, I unceremoniously tipped him back onto the bed and watched in amusement as I forced him to wiggle worm like up to the top of the bed.
Next I began doing some pinching, which My boy has admitted he is unable to process. I worked from his nipples to this inner thighs and back again. Once I had left suitable red marks blotching various places I moved on the clothespins. I found some new clothespins with rubber grips, admittedly a bit larger than most, but quite effective. I placed clothespins on his nipples and around his scrotum and one directly on his frenulum. Adoring the crop, as I do, I could not resist slapping the clothespins a few times. This got some very audible gasping and wincing from My boy.
I am very fond of the metal nipple sticks My boy purchased sometime back and I had been considering fashioning a larger pair for other uses. I placed the nipple sticks on his nipples and tightened them down until he groaned. I then took two large knitting needles, aluminum, and wrapped a series of rubber bands around the end and placed them on either side of his cock and balls and proceeded to tighten then down until the entire area was a beautiful purple color. I then began to slap the area with progressively more force until My boy was writhing in agony and breathing quite laborously. I then removed the clothes pins and the sticks which recieved a rather well muffled scream from under the hood.
Once all the clothespins had been removed I decided to do some wheel work. I had discovered previously what areas garnered a ticklish response and what areas where painfully sensitive to it's prick and stick. I alternately worked these areas until My boy was shaking from the effort of processing both ticklish glee and excrutiating pricks of pin point pain. I purposely made it difficult to process either by moving swiftly from one to the other. In between some bouts of pleasure to pain transition I masturbated the slut to the point just before orgasm and naturally denied him release.
I decided to experiment with sounding next, as My boy had expressed and interest in trying it. As My boy had never had anything inserted into that particular orafice I elected to use a smooth tipped medical grade silicone tube rather than an actual metal sound. After building his tolerance to accept most of the entrie six inch tube I began to simulate penetrative sex. My boy responded by panting and bucking to this invasion like a true sensation whore. I encouraged his sluttiness even farther with a bit a verbal humiliation. Eventually I had My boy practically weeping in need to release. I made him beg for Me very prettily while I continued to invade his cock with the silicone probe. Once I felt he had reached a suitable level of desperation I uncuffed one arm and allowed him to spend himself for Me, proving what a true slut he was to beg for this after being violated in that fashion.
My boy reported that the sounding had increased the sensation of his orgasm quite a bit,making for an explosion of impressive proportions. I have to say I love having such a willing slut who isn't afraid to subject his body to My whims and tortures on any level.
Life is good.
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Another good scene with My boy this weekend. We had a plethora of new toys to try out and I made the most of them. I started out by warming his ass with the new leather paddle provided for Me by another little subboy. I happen to like the fact it's quite springy. I moved quickly through a progression of canes. I left his ass lightly welted as was My intention. Next I tied the boy up hogtie fashion and bagged his head. I decided while he layed their vulnerable I'd give him the honor of hearing Me pleasure Myself with the Hitachi wand. I have to admit that thing is delicious. I gave Myself two good, loud, orgasms while My boy struggled to control his breathing in the bag next to Me. I did some more anal training as I now have a new goal for My boy to work to. He purchased a vinyl dildo that's both thick and heavy. It promises to be an devilishly painful experience. I then took in hand the thing My boy had been anticipating for days, the iron maiden. It's a CBT toy fashioned from a boltable metal collar lined with spikes that fits around the circumferance of the cock and balls. It was a struggle to get into place, but when the alan key bolt was screwed down it was a beauty to behold. My boy informed Me it was just this side of excrutiating. I determined because of the circulation restriction it was definately a short-term use toy. The search for a torturous chastity device for long term wear continues. While My slut struggled to process the pain of the iron maiden, I took the opportunity to up the stimulation. My crop rained down on his nipples, cock and balls with devious accuracy. Very shortly I had the boy writhing in pain and begging to be spared. I continued the torture for a bit before stopping. I love to hear real, true agony and not some trumped up whimpers designed to entertain someone's vanity. After removing the iron maiden I had My boy do some orgasm denial/ pain play. I made the slut kneel at My feet and stroke his cock until he begged for release. Then I had him quickly prostrate himself for a sound caning before being allowed to continue stroking for Me. I caned My boy and denied his release three times before I gave him his reward. He was allowed to cum on My feet for following orders in such a timely manner. Certainly I made the boy lick My feet clean after he was allowed to dirty them with his slutboy cum. Afterward My boy confessed to disobeying Me twice this past week, I determined correction was needed. I decided not to administer correction then as I wanted him to have it looming this coming week. I must always deal with his weakness with stern punishment. I have to say slutboys are sometimes difficult to control, but I am confident he will see the error of his ways very clearly this coming weekend. |
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I had My first training session with Lady V last evening, as She wishes to broaden her techniques for her sub-hubby. I took My boy with Me and decided to give her a basic idea of how a Domme run scene would progress. Lady V admitted to having not seen a Domme in a real life scene before. Upon arrival I had My boy lay out the toys and wait for Lady V and I to have a nice chat. I then instructed My boy to prepare for Our scene. Once he was stripped and had his collar locked firmly in place I sent him to the corner so I could give Lady V an idea of My intent for the evening. I started with some sensation play. After some light feather teasing I did some open hand precussion work and moved to shaper stimuli. I worked some with the crop before moving into edge play. I worked My boy over with My knives and had him suitably excited and trembling very quickly. I continued with some more cropping, some time with the wheel and some nice pinches in certain tender places. I then had My boy get on all fours and I proceded to flog his back, starting out with a nice medium suede flogger. I allowed Lady V to get the feeling of a flogger in her hand and She did quite well. Though My boy admitted She was a bit light-handed. That boy is such a pain-slut. I'm sure once She gains some confidence in her ability She will hit much harder. After Lady V took a few swings with the suede flogger I moved to a lovely rubber flogger made for My by a sexy subby I know. I love it! It's heavy and thuddy, but when swung with some force bites and stings, so says My boy.I can see alot of future fun with that toy. Thanks a bunch, k. I gave Lady V a quick lesson in cropping and caning. I focused mostly on how to progress from a light sting of the crop to a heavier strike with the rattan. After some good pink welts formed I moved to the springier nylon cane. I pointed out how it was the hardest cane to control, but left the most prominent marks. I then gave My boy ten good ones with My newest love, the aluminum cane. My boy bought this for Me, I have had My eyes on it for months. It is just as I expected, light and solid with no give. It is an instrument of true sadism, leaving clear welts with the lightest of taps. After a short break I decided to give Lady V a short lesson in the merits of orgasm deprivation. I had My boy put on quite a good stroke and deny show for Her. After a few denials I had to up the stimulation a bit. I put the penis attachment onto My H-wand and used it to fuck My boys ass hard all the while making him stroke and beg for release. After two more denials I allowed the little slut to cum. Which he did in stellar fashion, moaning and panting like the slutty little boy he is. I then had the boy kiss My feet and worship Me for a bit before sending him over to do the same for Lady V. I made sure She was pleased with his his humility and submissive nature. She was pleased and thanked Me for allowing her to witness Our scene. I can see that Lady V had potential for being a good Domme, and I am looking forward to continuing Her training. |
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Today I've been doing alot of thinking about perspective. Everyone views every situation from their own individual point of view. This is part of every individual's personality. How something is said, the context which in it was said, or even the medium it was said thru all add dimension to a person's perspective. Often I find My perspective to be from a complicated place. But I am confident that most Dominants find themselves looking from similar perspectives from time to time. Situations aren't always as black and white as certain people would like to believe. Often it's a Dominant's role to view a situation objectively and judge risk factors with a very delicate balance of reason and experience. As I often expect, My judgement on certain situations, is not well recieved. Such is life. When it is expected of You to lead, then the only option is to trust Your own instinct. Though having logic and reason behind a gut-feeling never hurts. Just a little introspection from where I sit.
I had another scene with My boy Friday night. I decided that I would take a deviation from My normal physically demanding scene techniques and work in a more emotional and mental medium. I blind folded the boy and had him lay face down on the bed. I did not tie him up, but I instructed him there would be consequence if he moved from My desired position. I began by slowly waking the nerves along his spin with some soft sensation play. I moved to a suede flogger to further awaken the nerves. Once I had a reasonable flush to his skin I moved to the crop. I delivered several sharp crop strikes to his back from his neck to his ass. I then began methodically working with the needle probe from My dissection kit. I slowly worked down his spine using just enough pressure and frequncy to awaken his pain processing. I then began to verbally get into his head and exploit some of his weaker habits. I coupled the steady and rhythmic pain with a verbal motivation that qued a physical and emotional release. I contuinued to take him beyond his pain and emotional crest and enabled him to go beyond his emotional and mental barriers. The scene was both powerful and cleansing. I feel that this type of combination of pain and emotional release was very productive. It reconnected My boy with what first showed him what I was capable of. It reaffirmed that his submission comes not from a place of physical domineering, but from a deep emotional tie and devotion to Me. Overall I was quite satisfied with the scene because of the level of emotion it released and the ease of which I attained his emotionally open state. Dominance has to come from within and often takes very little painful interaction to reveal it's true depth. I am satisfied that things are progressing as they should. My painslut is coming into his slave nature beautifully.
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Another weekend spent with My boy. We didn't scene at all on Friday, We spent the evening talking about the toys We planned to take to the party the next night. Saturday was nice and mellow, took My boy shopping. I'm very pleased by the fact I have helped him stay motivated with his weight loss goal. I believe he's more than halfway there. I spent the afternoon putting the finishing touches on a caning skirt for My boy to wear at the party. We left for the party around 7:30, My boy said the GWNN parties are kinda out in the boondocks outside Austin. I have to say, he wasn't kidding. It was a long drive, thru some very rural areas for the most part. When I got out of the car, I actually heard cows lowing, and nearby too. The play space was awesome, a roped off area in the middle of a room with some awesome furniture available. I liked that there was a sitting area all the way around the play area, so You could move about to see what was going on from every angle. Saw some really impressive scenes thru the night. When We got there was some interesting needle play going on. When it was finished it was quite a beautiful design from abdomen to labia with accenting pink string. During the night We also observed some suspension play, some singletail whip work, several bondage and pain scenes, a takedown scene and someone was using a violet wand on squealing victims. The room was charged with energy. My boy has been a member of this group for quite a few years, though this was the first party We attended for the group. I met some pretty interesting characters that night, even got propositioned once.
I was a bit reserved going into the situation. I knew K, My boys former gf and sub was going to be there with her Dom T. While K and My boy have stayed close friends I was concerned how it would affect them to see one another scene with others. I really liked T, He seemed very laid back and easy-going. I appreciate the laid back Dom, much more than the strutting peacock types. When He an K started to scene His Sadistic nature suddenly jumped into view. He was awesome to watch work. I was really intrigued to see that K wasn't as combative as she claimed to be when she scened, at least not outwardly. Later I learned she was making an effort to bring forth a more submissive behavior pattern. It looked damn good on her I must admit. K is one of those girls that just oozes sexuality, I can easily see what My boy was attracted to. I hope K finds exactly what she needs to make her complete, she deserves it.
Now My boy and I had discussed at length what type of scene We wanted to do. It was determined since he has become so enamored with the cane he wanted to know exactly how much he could take, and wanted to have others watch him struggle to process the pain. I asked him to make a prediction how many cane strokes would make him call red. I was a bit taken aback when he estimated he could take 1000 cane strokes. Previously I had caned him 325 strokes and it had left him wanting more. Now I don't use one cane, I change back and forth between a rattan cane, a thin latex coated nylon cane, and a laquered bamboo cane. The rattan is a good all around cane having both spring and bite, the nylon had more spring and sting, and the bamboo is a heavy thudding cane that leaves a mark with every stroke. I had My boy crawl from the table where We sat to the place I wanted to use him. It was amusing to watch a man of his size navigate nearly naked thru a roomful of people.I tied My boy to a post near the horse I wanted to use for caning and left him there for about 20 minutes to get his head where I need it. His caning skirt with matching cuffs and blindfold made such a vulnerable picture tied alone in a roomful of laughing dominants and squirming submissives. When I was ready to begin I had My boy stand and face the horse and place his palms, attached together with a chain, on it's outside edge. I had him properly position his feet and began warming him with a flogger. I then moved to the crop which I used from his ass to his calves. I then began the count, using the rattan cane first. The first 200 strokes fell on his ass and the back of his legs. I watched as the sweat formed a fine sheen on his back. The next 250 came from the nylon cane, My boy lost count when I inquired where We were. So he took a fifty stroke penalty. I then switched to the rattan for another hundred strokes. Halfway there I let My boy stand for a moment and wipe his hands and reposition himself. I then alternated the rattan with the nylon for the next 300 strokes. I was pleased to see a visible tremble in My boy when I told him the last 200 strokes would be given with the bamboo. We haven't worked too much with the bamboo because of it's bruising power. I then gave strokes in sets of 20 with a deep breath in between for the next hundred. The final hundred were given in sets of 30 with the last ten given in the exact same spot. At that point We had reached My boys goal of 1000 cane strokes. I had him kneel in front of Me, thank Me for caning him and kiss My foot. I then inquired if he thought he could handle more. I knew he could not resist a challenge. When I repositioned him I caned the next ten full swing. His yelps were sent thru clentched teeth. After ten he said he said he had enough, but as it's not his place to decide when I stop I gave him 20 more. I praised him well for taking those strokes for Me. After some soft words and another kiss I let him cry it out there on his knees in a roomful of people. After We had cleaned Our station We went back to the table and cuddled. My boy admitted he had forgotten about all the people here until the blindfold was removed. We spent the next hour chatting and watching before leaving in search of sustenance. I am looking forward to the next opportunity to attend a GWNN function, as this was the best I had attended since moving to TX.
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Another interesting weekend. I had a scene with My slut on friday night. I was feeling very aggressive so I decided We were going to focus on pain and humilation this scene. I tied My boys hand and put him in a hand on the wall leaning position. I then began caning him from ankles to ass. I owed him 100 correction strokes for incidents occuring in the last week. I continued to work him with the cane switching from rattan to nylon and back again. I caned him for a total of 325 strokes and I only stopped then because My arm tired out. I love having a real pain slut to beat for a change. I gave My slut time to recover and then attached his wrists to a small spreader bar and had him get on his hands and knees like a good little whore. I did some prepping of his ass with a smaller toy before moving to My monster cock and giving him a straight out hard driving ass fuck. I loved hearing him beg for more of My big cock up his ass. He panted and groaned as I fucked his ass hard. I called him a good ass slut as I made him take the whole 8 inches up his ass and pounded him hard. When I was finished using his ass I allowed him to flip over and stroke until he got off. I made sure to leave the big cock buried up his ass while he jacked off for Me. I was very pleased in his responses and I felt awesome afterward because I had just needed to use the little slut hard. Top space is a wonderful feeling especially when it comes from an aggressive act of sadism and lust. Sunday night My boy and I had another scene with girl A. It was agreed upon by Cross and I that girl A needed to taste the sexually motivated aggression of a male in a scene. So I decided to direct My slave boy in her use. I was impressed with the fashion he used her mouth. He followed My instructions perfectly. Using her hard and talking a good deal of humiliation while her basically fucked her mouth. Once he had splashed her breasts with cum. I had her get up on the bed and play with herself for Our viewing pleasure. It's quite exciting to watch a girl fuck herself hard with a dildo. I then instructed by boy to work on some sensation play after he had gotten her tied securely on her back with a spreader bar between her legs. She responded well to the flogger and the crop on her pussy and seemed to love sharp slaps of the crop to her tits. When the boy got the knife and started playing with her pussy and teasing her nipple with the edge it was gratifying to watch her fight thru her hear. She's learning to trust and that's a beautiful thing. I had some punishment to deliver for her not cumming the last time We played so I had her flip over and get on all fours, just like a good little whore in training. I then gave her 30 with the paddle for not being a good cumslut for Me. I moved to the crop and told her We were going to see exactly how many a budding painslut could take. I was very impressed when she took 250 medium force slaps to her as cheeks from the crop. I loved hearing the sucking hiss she makes when she processes the pain. I had intended to let My boy do some more sexually related ass play with her, but she admitted to being too spent to take anymore. I was disappointed, but I understand since she is a novice she needs to learn to process things in a more effective way. I was very impressed with girl A's discipline, self-control and effort to accept domination. She is learning to trust and to give over herself to the sensations. After the scene My boy informed Me that he had discovered he truly no longer has the desire to switch that he had no top motivated feelings in this scene at all. Which only proved what I already knew, he has always been a slave inside. I think it was good for him to settle this with himself, because I know he often wondered if the desire to Top would come back. I was very pleased to see the look of contentment on his face when I allowed him to pleasure Me after this admission. He had found his place at My feet and I have never been more content with a slut before. In retrospect this was a very important weekend not only for girl A but for My boy as well, and I was glad I could make it happen. Sometimes the journey isn't about the destination it's about what you learn about yourself along the way. Safe Journies, everyone. ~S~ |
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Another excellent weekend spent with My boy. I had loaned his service to Ms. Lotus for her FemDom party prep Thursday, and I understand She worked him hard. ( no pun intended)I had him arrive friday afternoon to help Me pack for the FemDom party Saturday night. I also was feeling rather edgy so My boy offered to give Me a pedicure. Now I have to applaud his efforts, with Ms Lotus' guidance he made some lovely sugar scrub and lotion. I did say his technique needed work and his painting skill was a bit clumsy, but I enjoyed the attenetion. I had the boy service Me with his mouth after, his technique is improving. Though I have to admit sometimes he gets a bit too enthusiastic. But a well placed push of the foot make him back off. Saturday We spent doing a bit of shopping and relaxing before the FemDom party at Ms Lotus'. The party was awesome, met some other nice FemDoms. I had fun playing there. I actually took the time to tie up My boy and lock him in the closet under the stairs there for about an hour. Ms Lotus asked Me if I would tie up this gorgeous little crossdressing boy for a spanking demonstration. I think I'm in lust. I have to admit a weakness for boy-girls. I would love to do very bad things to her (him). I allowed My boy some time to catch a breath I then tied him up in the main room of the party and did a bit of sensory play and was about to move into some electricity play when Ms Lotus discovered that some bad boy had left the seat up, fingers were pointed to Mine. Now, I don't believe it was My boy that did this. But I was proud of the way he did not gainsay the Mistress of the house and accepted the punishment. Ms Lotus took a crop to My boys cock and made an example of him for any other boy that might forget his manners. After a bit of breath because Ms Lotus is quite the heavy hitter I attached My boys cock to the E-stim and let him pant while I used My canes and floggers on various areas of skin. I then had My boy flip on all fours and caned his ass until it welted purple and red. I then untied him and had him worship My feet. I saw some great spanking, fisting and flogging at the party and had some very interesting conversation with some gorgeous, yet knowledgeable Dommes. After going home from the pary I had My boy use his mouth on Me again and allowed him to cum on the skin of My thigh, a reward for his behavior at the party. I was pleased that My boy showed his slave nature in a very understated way. Ms Lotus was much impressed when I informed her it was not My boy who had transgressed, but he had taken the punishment with not a word of protest. A true slave nature can be a beautiful thing. Sunday night I had girl A join My boy and I for a light session in sensory overload. I had girl A naked and allowed My boy to massage her to relax her as she if very new to the scene. I them used rabbit fur, feathers and a small rubber flogger to wake up her responses. I used My fingers and My crystal probe to bring her to two explosive orgasms, it seems she's a rare find, a squirter. As I am a voyeur I have to admire the very visual way she cums. I then got her on all fours and used one of My favorite dildo's to fuck her ass while she vigorously fingered herself. I must say she makes the most delicious noises. The orgasm from the anal fucking was so explosive it was almost obscene. I then gave her a bare handed spanking as she fingered herself again. I allowed My boy to fuck her with a toy while she rubbed her clit and I spanked her ass. When she came again all over My slut boys hand his eyes were gleaming. I of course did not allow My boy any release.This was girl A's scene he was only there to play photographer. I let girl A catch her breath and then had My boy set up the E-stim and she was treated to some electricity play and an adequate tongue lashing from My boy. At one point My boy allowed the probe to slip from her and she got a bit of a shock. So I removed the E-stim from the play area and ordered My boy to lick her to an orgasm to make amends for her pain. I stroked My boy for a bit while he serviced her but then I decided he needed the cane to motivate him. I caned his ass while he kept his face buried between girl A's legs. Apparantly he's much more enthusiastic and skilled at oral when his ass is being caned, somehow I am not surprised. After she had another orgasm I requested that My boy clean up the area and We chatted before sending girl A on her way home. My boy begged for release later, but I denied him. This night was not about his pleasure, it was about girl A. I have invited girl A back for a private session this week, to delve more into the D/s experience. Overall a very enjoyable weekend. |
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My boy came up again this weekend. I was amused at his reasoning, I have a walk-in closet, and he wanted to organise it "in case" I ever decided to lock anyone inside it. So after he spent the better part of two days cleaning the closet and doing various other tasks about My house I decided it was time for a little reward. I tied the slut to the bed, blindfolded and gagged and went for a nice leisurely bubble bath. After about a good 45 minute soak I did a little net surfing and slowly started working over the captive boy. I clamped his nipples and the head of his cock with the new clamps that came with the dissection kit he just purchased for Me. I then got out My rattan cane and worked on his thighs, his cock and his clamped nipples. I then did some sensation play with some of the sharp pointy things in My dissection kit. I must admit the boy controlled his breathing much better than usual and kept the sound to a minimum even while wearing the ring gag. I did a good amount of caning then I took the clamp off his cock and started stroking it hard. I love the way he moans when he knows there's no way I'm going to allow him to cum this easily. I had him begging around the gag in no time. Certainly I denied him, twice. I decided it was time for a little game. I informed My little pain whore that I was going to stroke him and everytime he begged I'd untie one knot in his bonds. This made for an amusing time, watching him fight the tide of orgasm knowing the cane was only inches away. It took 7 more denials to get the knots all undone. I then informed My slut it was time to service his Mistress. I allowed the boy to apply lotion liberally to My feet and legs all the while teasing his pulsing cock with My toes. I then allowed the slut to worship My feet and legs with his mouth. Then I teased the sluts cock with My feet alternately stroking and squeezing him. I ordered the boy to masturbate for Me and allowed him to cum on My feet and up My leg. Seems he was a little pent up. I had cum up to My inner thigh. I then made the boy lick up his mess, of course. I then gave him the honor of using his slutty doggie tongue to lick Me to two wet orgasms, his technique is improving. After a breather I decided to reward the boy for his efforts around the house by putting in a butt plug, blindfolding him,wrapping his cock and balls tightly in vet wrap,tying an arm harness, putting My panties in his mouth and vet wrapping over them, and locking him in the closet for an hour. My boy thanked Me profusely for using him and reaffirmed that he is growing in his slavery and devotion to Me. Overall I'd say it as a good weekend. If anyone would like to see some photos of Our scenes, I'd be happy to share on an exchange basis. I admit to being a bit of a voyeur. |
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I have deliverd punishment for his disobedience. I elected to use a combination of aversion therapy, degredation and pain. I am confident it was effective. After some thought I have decided that I will go through a series of retraining scenes since I feel the need to reestablish My desires in a more regimented fashion. My boy spent three days here with Me, serving as a house boy. I gave him a number of tasks to be completed while awaiting his punishment. Once the punishment was delivered I immediately saw a renewal of motivation in him. I also decided I needed some pleasurable release during his visit and used him throughly. I am still enamored with My feeldoe, the fact that I can have an orgasm from have it sucked is rather powerful in both the physical and mental aspects. I am actively seeking to add a female slave to My poly circle. I am also hoping to have a greater opportunity to train those who feel the need for a greater BDSM experience. I am becoming discouraged by the number of insincere individuals that contact Me for training then never come thru. I wonder if it is cowardice or ignorace that prevents them from taking the last step? As a primarily Dominant female I must remind those Dominants that contact Me that I can assure You that an overpowereing tactic is useless. I will not respond to those that announce their ignorance by attempting to "bring Me to heel." I find a great amusement in those that seem to believe because I switch that means I am seeking to be enslaved. I will not give up My Dominant status for anyone, period. I am actively seeking friends in My immediate area as well, I would love to be able to have face to face BDSM discussions with knowledgable individuals on a regular basis. |
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I admit to being an exacting Mistress, I do not however expect perfection 100% of the time. I have never issued a rule or limited an action I did not feel was possible or realistic. So when My boy admitted to not only bending, but breaking one of My rules on numerous occasions I was very disappointed. I have had very little issue with My boy in Our relationship, he is normally very obedient and trustworthy. I cannot however overlook his disregard of My rules, and since he repeatedly broke the rule, I must assume it was willful disobedience. I have discussed this with My boy and he claims it was more a compulsion than an actual willful disregard, unfortunately I do not subscribe to that type of thinking. Now I am faced with deciding upon a suitable punishment. I would welcome any suggestions from other Dominants that have had similar situations.  |
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It's Hump Day! My boy came up for another scene today. We decided to deviate from the norm and do a little experimenting. My boy had expressed a desire to be pushed beyond what he believed he could take. So today I elected to see how sincere his desire was. After Our customary greeting I placed My painslut in a modified hog-tie. I had him lay face down on the bed and secured his wrists at the small of his back, while using another rope to draw his feet up and secure them to his wrists. I used the rope around his waist to add some anchor points to his upper arms so he was virtually immobil. I then began with some brief feather play moving quickly into light flogging. I then moved to some heavier flogging with My favorite red suede flogger. After getting a nice dark pink color on the sluts back I flogged the bottoms of his feet a bit. I used the crop next on both his back and the soles of his feet. By this time the slut was moaning softly and panting from the blows. Next came the heavier flogger which I applied with great vigor, I love the sound of leather on flesh. I had now achieved a shade between red and purple on his back. I took the hated nylon cane from the toy box and made sure the boy saw it. I then began to methodically alternate long stroke up and down his back with short stroke across the soles of his feet. I was moved by the cries coming from the slut so I caned even faster. I quickly heard him call yellow, followed shortly by red. The strokes did no cease nor did I even pause in My rhythm. The boy cried and begged for Me to stop but I reminded him crying was cathartic and he wanted to be pushed. When every stoke of the cane was elicting a verbal entreaty I backed off a bit to let the boy breathe a moment. I them informed him We were not done, He would take 10 more full cane strokes across the back and count them for Me. I proceeded to lay marks across his skin. He screamed for Me as he knew it was what I wished to hear. When he is being caned hard My boy says the most endearing things, like he'd do anything for Me. I then loosened the ropes and stroked his hair while he finished sobbing, telling him what a good boy he was for taking all those strokes for Me. After a short breather I decided to allow the boy a little pleasure, he certainly deserved it. I put the boy in his beloved bondage mitts and had him lie across the bed on his back, I experimented with breath play as I stroked his cock and made him repeatedly beg for release. I denied him several times, I must admit having him beg so desperately is very enthralling. I then ordered the slut to finish himself off, which proved a bit difficult with the bondage mitts on his hands. But the ever resourceful little whore manage to stroke his cock til it spewed all over his stomach.After another short breather I decided to give My newest toy a try. My boy bought Me a Feeldoe stout. I had heard it was possible for a woman to have an orgasm by having someone suck the cock end to the Feeldoe. I inserted the pony end into Myself and made sure the ridged saddle had good contact with My clit. I must admit to liking the visual of the shiny black cock protruding from between My labia. I then adjusted the harness and turned on the vibe. I sat in My favorite chair and ordered My slutboy to suck My new cock. He did so with such enthusiasm that with a little pelvic thrusting I was able to get off twice. I really think I could get addicted to that. I needed a bit of a break, but the boy was begging to see what the cock end of the Feeldoe felt like up his ass. So I allowed the boy to fuck himself with the Feeldoe and stroke his cock while I watched. There's something erotic about watching a man in the throes of pleasure and knowing with a word you could control his every move, his every response. It's a powerful moment when You can sit and watch someone in deep sexual pleasure and know that You alone control the outcome, without exerting any physical restraint at all. My little anal whore begged to come again and I was so pleased with his abandonment I allowed it. I have a wonderful photo of his face contorted by the strength of the double stimulation. Once again I am throughly spent and pleased with My boy. He continues to grow in his slavery in the most appealing ways. |
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Well this has been an interesting week and frankly I'm exhausted. Cross left today to return to Iraq for another 6 months. I wish I could say I get used to Him leaving, I never do. These last two weeks I've gotten in a few good scenes with Him, it felt good to not be in charge for a change. I've enjoyed getting reacquainted with what it feels like to be on the other side of the crop, so to speak.
This past Wednesday My boy came down for his weekly scene. Things were a little different for Me because Cross was there observing, it was a bit of a reality check when I realized anything I chose to do could be changed at Cross' whim instead of Mine. I've been working independantly for the last six months so it was rather grounding to be reminded just where My place is exactly on the house totem pole. My boy had some correction coming to him this week,he'd forgotten his tribute once and almost neglected an assignment. There was also a miscommunication issue involving his free time with girl A. The boy needed a reminder of just who was in control. I tied the boy bent at the waist and secured his feet at shoulder width apart with a spreader bar. I had to continually remind the slut to keep his legs straight, We need to work on his discipline in that arena. After 60 cane strokes to his ass and thighs I recieved an apology worthy of My status. I am certain the slut won't be so careless again. After the correction I decided to do a little sensory play. So I tied the slut securely in a harness and anchored his arms at the small of his back. I then further immobolised him by anchoring his lower half to the bondage chair. I started softly with a feather tickler then moved to a rubber flogger and some cropping. I brought the intensity of the cropping up slowly til I had the little whore panting for the next stroke. Then I moved into some pain play using the wheel on his freshly cropped areas. Then I raised the stakes with some intense edge play, focusing on the neck, nipple and back. I then informed the boy he was going to bleed for Me today. I so love seeing his breathing hitch and his legs tremble when I mention blood. I left him to comtemplate the possiblities for awhile. I returned to begin the edge play again,making sure he was very aware that at any moment I could cut him anywhere I pleased. I chose to cut a "S" into the flesh of his upper left arm. He took it remarkably well. As the blood welled in the cut I could not resist squeezing the incision so the blood came faster and the endorphins rushed harder. I watched as his breathing threaded out and his color rose as the endorphins coursed through his veins. It's such a rush to watch someone respond to being cut, the total raw sexuality involved in the pentration of flesh is fantasitic. I moved to some cock whipping after than using both My crop and My new rubber tipped flogger on his cock until I had him shaking. After I untied My slut and let him come down a bit he informed Me he loved the cutting and couldn't wait to do more. I expected My little sensation whore would feel this exact way, he's such a good boy. After a breather I decided to break in My new E-stim unit on My slut. This one it much more versatile than the one I had before, it allows for more attachments to be used at the same time and it has varible wave settings. I also have gotten two new attachments to use with it a glove and a silicone probe. I elected to introduce the slut to the probe's relentless sensation first. So I had the boy kneel on the bed and I inserted the probe into his anus, his anal training has paid off, it slipped in with minimal effort. After adjusting the probes intensity and speed I let the boy pant through the sensations a bit before I allowed him to stroke My (his) cock while the probe was pulsing inside him. The slut panted and moaned like a whore and begged for more electricity to be sent through the probe inside his ass. I ramped up the machine and watch him writhe in pleasure and beg frantically to be allowed his release. I allowed him to cum, taking into consideration the relentless nature of the probe and his unfamiliarity with this type of stimulation. The little slut wailed and growled his way through an orgasm that left him a breathless quaking mass. I was rather pleased with the result, I had hoped the probe would prove as undeniable as I am. Cross was very impressed with the scene and complimented Me on My techniques. Overall I am very happy with these last few weeks proceedings, but I am also sad that once again I am on My own for another six months. I am grateful I have My boy to rely on when I need him, he's has become such an integral part of My life. Poly may not be for everyone, but I love the way I have chosen to live My life and I would not change it for anyone.
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Had another interesting scene Friday. It's been a busy weekend so it took awhile to update. Cross is home on leave! So I couldn't be happier that He's here with Me. Gonna be a good opportunity to get in some bottoming time. Cross was here for friday's scene and while mostly He acted as an observer He did get in a little play time. My boy brought a friend to this scene, girl A (as I will call her) is a total newbie to the lifestyle. She was curious to see how a scene played out and witness a D/s dynamic first hand. So girl A and I negotiated some minor playtime situations to give her a taste of BDSM. I began by tying My boy to the bondage chair and blindfolding the little slut. I also secured him in an arm binder. Then I added a CBT tie and began some sensation play. I moved quickly into the pain realm, applying My crop liberally to all the tender spots. I am still quite impressed with My boys whorish desire to have his cock whipped. I can administer quite a good cropping to his cock.. I alternated pain and pleasure for awhile and then decided to raise the stakes a bit. Out came My favorite knife and Cross assisted Me in reminding the boy of certain anatomical risks inherent in knife play. The slut was panting and trembling in no time at all. I then began to do some orgasm deprivation play, but with a twist. I made My boy beg girl A for release rather than Me, when she granted it, after two denials, I had to deny him further. I know girl A didn't realise that this was a humiliation situation so I had to take it a step further to make My point. When the little slut was granted release it came in his typical fashion loud and fast. I had to chuckle when I noticed the big smile on girl A's face when the slut had to lick his mess up. I believe I saw a budding Top in there somewhere. While I was torturing My boy, Cross took the opportunity to tease girl A a bit, doing some light sensation play and getting her worked up for her next task. I allowed My slut to tie a breast harness on girl A and placed her on the bed, where boy and I experimented in some sensation play and some light flogging. I told My boy to prove his oral skills to girl A, since he had been bragging about them all week. I have to say the little whore didn't do well. I wasn't at all suprised girl A was able to hold off her orgasm with a minimal amount of obvious effort. As I had made her satisfaction a requirement of his service I was quite disappointed in his inability to motivate her. As a punishment was required of such a failure I allowed girl A to choose the method in which he would be punished, this will be carried out Our next scene. I then tied My slut in another arm binder and placed the tens unit on his cock and let girl A tease him. As he had been allowed access to her it was only fair I turn the tables. I must say girl A has a knack for teasing she has My boy writhing in no time at all. I made the boy present his ass to My and I continued with his anal training. Once again I saw a glimmer of Top interest in girl A's eyes. I worked My boy up til he was fairly panting for release, then suddenly stopped and order him to dress. I was finished with him for the day. It's always a good idea to leave sluts like him unsatisfied to remind them who controls their pleasure. When asked girl A admitted she had a greater interest in the Top side of play and requested to come back alone for some further experience. I naturally agreed, since I love playing with girls as much as with boys. I also reminded girl A it's her responsiblity to decide upon the sluts punishment and perhaps the administration of it in the near future. Overall I'd say while it was not a typical scene, it was still a good one. Cross admitted to being impressed with My boys discipline and self-control. It always strokes My ego to hear My slut is well-trained, especially coming from My Dom. |
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Okay I'd like to take a moment to vent. I've been on this site for quite awhile and I've met some wonderful individuals. I even had the initial contact from My boy come from this site. I really think it's an excellent forum. But I have to admit to encountering some major annoyances while here. So I thought I'd take the time to mention them in hopes of avoiding future stupidity.
I am a primarily Dominant individual. I do switch, though the occassion is rare. So if a Dom approches Me with respect and courtesy I would love the chance to chat and get to know them better. I am far more selective about the Doms I choose to associate with than I am about anyone else, there's always the ego factor. While I think a certain amount of confidence is attractive, the " a woman's place is on her knees" attitude doesn't fly with Me.
Another major peeve of Mine is grammar, spelling and punctuation. I will not respond to a message that is one line, badly spelled or grammatically faulty. I would assume most individuals have at least a high school education, if not more. So the only thing bad grammar proves is that the person is too lazy to care how ignorant they appear to others. This is a total turn-off. I'd like to know, if a person was interested in getting to know Me, they have taken the time to write to Me in a reasonably coherent fashion.
This is My biggest pet peeve of all time! Dominant: a person who practices domination
Dominate:the act of imposing one's will on another individual The first is a noun used to describe a person's primary motivation and mentality. The other is a verb used to describe the act of imposing one's will upon another. There can NEVER be a Dominate person.
I have over 14 years in the lifestyle, I am poly. I am also happily married. I do own a worthy slave boy whom I care for a great deal. While I am seeking other sub/slaves to add to My poly circle I am not seeking to replace My alpha slave. Any person whom I feel insinuates this is placed on immediate ignore. To respect Me you must also respect My way of life.
So please if Y/you desire to contact Me, please take into consideration these points, or Y/you take the chances of joining the scores of other disrespectful cretins that litter My ignore bin. Also have some worthy information to impart. I wish to know about you as an individual not just what you imagine you might be able to do for Me.
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Another scene with My boy today. This one was excellent, as always. We started with a little self indulgence, I had My slut give Me a bone melting massage. I must say the slut is good with his hands. After being throughly relaxed I had the boy wait in the corner while I got the chair ready for the first scene. After tying a fairly sturdy harness I anchored the slut to the bondage chair for a little pain play. I made sure that I pulled his balls down and secured them tightly with med tape. I wanted them isolated and sensitive. I proceeded to apply the crop to his cock, balls and nipples. Next I switched to the rubber flogger, the boy loves the way it bites the head of his cock. Once I had gotten a good amount of redness showing on his cock and balls, I took out the wheel. I know he hates the wheel, he especially hated when I pressed it across the skin of his bound scotum. The noises that boy makes when it rakes the flesh is very amusing. I then returned to the crop for some more beating. I decided I needed to do some edge play so I used the knife to enhance his feeling of vulnerability in a most effective way. There's nothing like a sharp knife being drawn across the head of a cock to hold a sluts attention. I elected to finish the boy off with alternate sensations. I stroked his whipped cock until he was begging, then slapped the head until he cried out. After bringing him to a near orgasm and slapping it down about 3 times I finally let the little whore have his release. The way he cried out his release made Me chuckle, pain and pleasure are such moving sounds. Since the boy's cum was in My hand and up My arm I had to make him clean up his mess. I think it's a fitting humiliation to make the sluts eat the results of their base needs. After a short break for water and rest I moved on with a more complicated arm binder tie. The sluts arms were restricted to behind his back from the elbow to the wrist. Once secured I put the boy face down on the bed with his slut ass in the air. I then attached the tens on either side of his rectum and proceeded to fuck him well with a dildo. I know he wasn't exactly comfortable but I was pleased with the way he breathed thru the pain for Me. After removing the tens pads I had the boy role onto his back with his arms pinned beneath him. I warmed him with a flogger then did some more edge play, playing particular attention to his nipples. Next I decided since the boy had no way to help himself I wanted to play the begging game. So lube up My hand and started stroking his cock vigorously, in no time the little whore was begging for release. Obviously I didn't allow it. I pushed the boy to the brink 5 more times denying him more and more while causing more and more pain/pleasure. I had the boy screaming for Me of please allow him to cum. I continued to torture his cock for another 5 minutes, wrenching screams of desperation from is captive form. When I graciously allowed the sluts release after he had begged for it so deliciously he came so hard he wailed. I was rather impressed with both the raw need and the sheer sensation overload he had endured. Not many worthy sluts would go thru such pain/pleasure for only the praise of his Mistress. I am pleased with him as much as ever, he is a good little whore boy. Tonight My boy introduced Me to a newbie female who wishes to observe and perhaps be used during Our next scene. I look forward to having some willing female flesh to mold into a quivering mass of need. I can very easily imagine having to begging sluts at My disposal. Life is Good. |
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Well this was probably the best Monday I've had in awhile. My boy came up for a scene this morning. We had a quick chat before getting down to business. I had the boy kneel in the corner while I got things organised. Once he had greeted Me in his customary way, I had him rest his head on the floor for a bit. There's something alluring about a naked man on his kness with his forehead pressed to the floor, it moves Me.Sometimes it's nice to remind him of his place, makes him much more receptive. Then I tied him securely to the bondage chair and decided to push his pain tolerances for a bit. I started out with some cropping on the insides of his thighs. Naturally I couldn't ignore the boys ripe nipples pratically begging to be tortured, so I added the nipple sticks and made sure they pressed them torturously. Then I continued with My crop alternating between his thighs and his nipples. I love the way he yelps when the crop connects hard with the nipple stick. I worked over his nipples well, getting a full turn on the sticks before letting them go and watching his face contort in pain. It's not the twisting that hurts, it's when they spin back into place they burn. Next I pulled out My favorite blade and decided to test the delicacy of the little pain sluts skin. I love the way he breathes so evenly when the knife touches him, he loves the sensation and inherent danger. I don't own any dull blades. I had to warn him once to be still because he flinched when I took a particulary vicious poke at his scrotum. I actually wonder for a moment if I had cut him, but no blood rose to surface. A pity really I know he longs to bleed for Me. Then I took out My biggest dildo and gave the boy a cock sucking lesson. I fucked his mouth until he was panting like a whore.Next I decided to do a little cock whipping, so I took out My mean little rubber flogger and began to stripe his cock. I was amazed when the pain whore actually spread his legs to give Me a better target. Masochists are a commodity these days. I flogged his cock to a wonderful bright pink shade then took My crop in hand once again. I then started using the tip end of the crop to slap across the head of his cock. I was very satisfied by the leather on flesh sounds and the flinching and moaning of My boy. I must say he has a beautiful whimper. After I cropped his cock until he yelped for Me, I then decided to tease him awhile. I started stroking his cock and I could actually feel the hear emanating from it due to the beating I had given. I denied the boy orgasm of course, he hadn't earned the right yet. I cropped him a bit more, this time holding his cock in My hand while the crop wailed the tip.That made for some wonderful shocked gasps and whimpers of pain. I then began stroking his cock again, telling him I'd make him a deal. I would allow him to orgasm, but not on Me. Should he choose to orgasm it was with the understanding that when he did I was going to direct the cum onto the floor where he would be later expected to lick it up after I had untied him. I wasn't exactly sure if he'd go thru with this, but I must have underestimated his need. Soon enough the slut was begging to cum for Me, which I did allow. I had to chuckle when the cum shot a good two feet from his cock and landed on the floor in a puddle. I teased the boy a bit more then removed the nipple sticks which always elict a real growl of pain from the boy. I quickly untied him, removed the blindfold and directed him to his mess. As I expected he hesistated briefly but then licked up the cum like the good slave whore I knew he was. After a bathroom break and breather I decided to do a little electrical play. I got the boy secured in his custom made spandex mummy bag and laid him out on the bed. I attached the new 4 by 6 butterfly electrode to the surface of his cock and two more square electrodes to either side of his scrotum. I left the boy to think about his predicament while I made a few calls. When I returned I amped up the tens and watched the boy pant and squirm. I periodically tweaked the strength, speed and duration of the electrical pulses until I got what I felt was a worthy response. I teased the boys cock off and on while I let the electricity work it's magic. Eventually I removed the electrode from his cock and turned up the pulses on the one on his scotum until he cried out. I stoked and teased the boy, making him beg for release. I worked him up and left him waiting twice before finally allowing him to cum all over himself. The noises that boy makes when he cums, are so delicious. It's a true mixture of pleasure and pain every time. I let the slut come down a bit them got him out of the mummy bag and allowed him to get cleaned up. Then We went out to lunch and discussed the scene as is Out custom. I am very pleased with My boy and I feel he is making his transition from sub to slave very nicely. I am already planning the next pain-trip.
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Well it's been a busy couple of weeks. But wolfie and I finally had time for a new scene today. Punishment was given first this time,20 canes stroke to the calves for getting sassy with Me this week. We started out with a little predicament bondage. After doing a standard cbt tie and anchoring it at the back of his waist, litterally pulling his genitals down and back, I applied My new duck bill nipple clamps with chain. I love the way they bite, and to quote My slut "those things are mean." I then had him bend at the waist and tied a weight to the nipple chain. I had him hold the weight in his mouth and tied his arms to the stool to keep him bent and struggling. I gave the boy a choice I said when the weight got too heavy he just needed to drop it, thereby jerking the nipple clamps off. But if he chose not to have that excrusiating thing happen then he could take one stroke for every minute left in the time limit. I started the clock at 50 minutes. The boy lasted 23, the muscle failure was imminent, as I had planned. So after removing most of the bondage the boy took 33 cane strokes across his ass. He recieved a 5 stroke penalty for a bit of levity in the scene. Then we moved onto some anal training. I tied the slut spread eagle upon the bed and into a usable postion. Then I attached the tens to his genitals, dialing it up until I recieved a verbal indication he was "feeling" it. Then I began working My way thru My collection of anal toys, from smallest on up. Unfortunately this had to be cut short due to a miscalculation in positioning. Quickly enough I untied the lil slut and put him on his hands and knees. This time I used more electrode pads on the tens and dialed it even higher. Then I got out the crop and decorated his ass with marks, until it practically glowed. Next I used his ass well with a dildo. I am a real fan of hard fucking, when it comes to anal play. When I got Myself worked up to a suitable Top space, took the toy away, removed the tens and made the boy flip over on his back. I felt like watching for a bit, so I made him stroke his cock with his hands still bound together. I like making the boys work for their orgasm. Having his hands tied like that made it both humiliating and difficult. But like any good lil whore in no time he was begging to cum for Me. I allowed his release, and I had to smile when the boy came so hard it shot over his head and hit the wall behind him. I made him sit up and untied him. Overall this scene was pretty gratifying. I still appreciate the sluts efforts to please Me. I have another scene planned for Monday and I'm already coming up with devious ways to use My boy. Life is good. |
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Another scene yesterday with wolfie. This one was a phenominal one, best one ever according to him. First I had some punishment to deliver, wolfie was a little lax in his regard last week. Since his ass was still bruised from the last scene I decided to be benevolent and deliver this punishment elsewhere. I gave the boy 20 swift strikes of the rattan cane across his calves. His response was vocal and the lesson memorable I'm sure. After some corner time to reflect on his neglectful oversights I recieved an apology as I expected I would.Then We took the time to assemble the new bondage chair. It's a rather useful apparatus, though perhaps not created for someone of wolfie's height. I deicided to see how quickly I could get the boy into sub space and how long I could keep in there. I started out with some light sensation play, a soft flogger brushed over the bound boys skin. I moved to a suede flogger and strokes became light strikes, then heavier ones. I concentrated in the nipple area and the inner and outer thighs. I moved to some nail rasping and CBT. Then I did some light caning and moved to edge play. I did some wheel work and by this time had the boy shaking, so I knew he was in as deep as I wanted. I continued to alternate flogging with cane use. After applying some metal nipple sticks I did some pinching. I love the sounds the boy makes when I pinch. Then I did some heavier cane work and some orgasm denial. I began to mix the sensations of pleasure with the fear of breath play. I alternated between pain and pleasure. I had the boy truly shaking by now. He was begging like a good slut and screaming when the cane touched him again. I started the cycle of orgasm denial again and took more breath each time he was denied. I worked his nipples twisting the sticks and rasp nail trails across every inch of exposed skin. I once again used the cane, this time quite hard. Then I began the stroke denial/breath play combination. Only this time on the fourth denial I allowed the boy release. The scream of joy was so primal, I was moved. I certainly made him clean the mess from My hand with his mouth.The sound he made when I removed the nipple stick was no less satisfying for a sadist like Me, I might add. After some down time to let the boy find his head again We put away the toys from that scene and set up the next. After some rope bondage I put the boy on his knees for some anal training, I was not as gentle as I usually was. I felt like being a bit rough to make the boy truly feel the use. Then I had the boy service Me with his mouth. I also made the stipulation that the intensity of My orgasm would determine if He was allowed another release. I was quite pleased he always goes well beyond what I expect from him in the giving pleasure requirement. After some relaxation We cleaned up and went to lunch, the poor boy was so endorphin riddled he looked stoned. I forsee alot of sensory contrasted scenes in Our future, his response was exactly as I desired. Happy beatings everyone!
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Today is March 20 th 2006 and today I gave wolfie My collar. This morning he knelt at My feet and begged for it around his neck. As I closed the lock and touched the place it rested on his neck I felt it in My soul that I had made the right choice. He is good boy. He's obedient, but not mindless. He's giving, but has a good grasp on his sense of self. He's pleasing, but not afraid to beg for what he needs. He's a painslut, and proud of every new sensation he takes with fortitude. In short, he is exactly the type of boy I need in My life at this point and I could not be happier to own his lil slutty ass. Todays scene was awesome as always. I got in some good cane and crop work on his ass. Some nice stripes and welts were visible. We had to stop a bit before I was ready. I had him standing, cross fashion, he got light-headed again and started weaving. So I had to let him down. I've decided We need to work on some meditative breathing, but I was impressed with what he did handle. I love my new latex coverd nylon cane, not sure how the boy likes it though. 15 minutes of non-stop caning isn't something to belittle. I put the boy in the corner at a kneel to force him to get control of his breathing again. Then I allowed him some care-time to finish coming down. Next I decided to do something experimental, I lashed the boy to a piece of particle board.Three ropes across the torso, wrists lashed down, and two on each leg. After a bit of teasing with My new dagger I got down to business. The boy took three needles in each pectoral without so much as a whimper. Then I did two more needles thru the circumcision line on his cock, crossed one atop the other. That got a nice loud verbal reaction. I do so adore verbal pain sluts. After a break for water, I decided the boy needed a little reflection time in his custom made mummy bag. So after getting him in it and securing him well with some addtitional cargo straps I let him have about 45 minutes to reflect and relax. When I came back in I decided the boy deserved a release, but on My terms of course. So I lubed My hand and masturbated him and made him beg to come. After teasing him until he begged on four different times, stopping and denying it each time. I allowed him to cum. The boy cums so beautifully, so vocal and frantically. Then I continued to stroke him until I got bored. The whimpers coming from the bag made Me smile, I know how sensitive he gets after he comes. There's a fine line between intense pleasure, and sensory overload. Without letting the boy out of the bag I made him roll over and get into postion for some anal training. I used his new inflatable anal vibe, which he moaned for like the lil slut I know he is. I was rather impressed with how large I was able to inflate it, he moaned, panted and whimpered, but never once disappointed Me by calling a safe word. After some good ass fucking with the new toy I made the boy roll back over and cum for Me again, quickly. Once again not stopping even when he was done. I love the whimpers and gasps that couple the sensory over load. I let the boy out of the bag eventually and gave him some sweet strokes and praised his efforts for Me today. I am well pleased with My boy, and I forsee many new experiences in Our future. |
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Well I have had another satisfying scene with wolfie. He's progressing nicely. We've established Our own ritualistic habits for scene prep, which I find comforting. I've ordered him a collar, very soon I will lock it around his neck and claim him as Mine. This scene was a bit time constrained, but life sometimes intrudes. I first did some edge play before bed, and a little bondage of course. That boy is such a little bondage slut, just running a rope along his skin causes an instant "perk." In the morning I decided to do a little predicament bondage and a little pain motivation at the same time. So after lashing his cock and balls to the wall and running a counter tension rope to his hands tied behind his back, I placed a wooden dowel on the floor behind his heels. The purpose for that was that if the dowel shifted then the rope attached to his genitals would shorten. I then liberally applied the cane to his butt and upper thighs. I didn't warm him up or warn him either. Since He was blindfolded the first kiss of the cane got a wonderful shocked gasp. Apparantly the stimuli became a bit much and I had to release the boy due to lightheadedness. I must applaud his self-disciple. While his respnse to the cane was vocal and the stripes visible, the dowel did not move. After a break to catch his breath I elected to do some more anal training on My slut. So I tied him nice and tightly on his back splayed like a good little whore. Then I proceeded to use My favorite toy on Him. He was vocal and so vulnerable looking being used that way. He begs so sweetly even when gagged. The little slut even surprised Me, begging to have a dildo in his mouth while I used Him. He was such a good little whore and begged to cum. After some serious use, I allowed his release. He's so apprecaiative when He has to work for it. After a short break for some water and a little wash up. I felt the need to use My knife on the slut, only slightly motivated by his begging to feel it. I traced My blade across all his tender flesh and promised Him that soon he would need to bleed for Me again. I decided I needed a little release of My own, so I put the boys tongue to use. I must say He services Me rather well. After two leisurely orgasms with My hands crushing the boy's head between My thighs, I allowed him another release for being so pleasing. This time He was allowed to spill on the flesh of My inner thigh, only the second time I've ever allowed it to touch My skin. I certainly made the little whore lick up his mess when He was done. He thanked Me profusely for the day then We went to lunch as is Our habit. I must say the boy is much more pleasing that I expected and I forsee many new things in Our future. Now I have to go and order a special bondage chair to enhance My collection. I am beside Myself over the possibilites this will add to My scenes. 
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Another Wednesday draws to a close, this means I've had another great scene with wolfie. I've gotten so accustomed to our weekly meetings it seems My week revolves around it. As soon as one scene is done, I'm planning the next. Today I decided to see where wolfie's pain threshold was in other areas. I tied him up, spead eagle and warmed him up with a little edge play. Nothing like cold steel under your scrotum to say "good morning, boy." After teasing him for a bit I got out the new cane he'd brought with him. Rattan is so springy and versatile! I started with some sharp raps on his soles and nipples. Then I moved to some taps across his straining cock. Finally I moved to his inner thighs. I worked them over well, for quite some time. It's amazing the varying sounds that can be wrenched from a captive when one varies strength, length and tempo of strokes with rattan on the inner thigh. Once I had gotten a definitive "red", after three "yellows" (My lil painslut fights so hard) I allowed the boy a breather. Then we changed position and bondage method. After some vetrap was applied both hi and low, I stretched the boy out on the bed and gave some thought to what method of sensation to use this time. I settled on a little sensory overload this time. So after applying the tens to his scotum and top side of his cock near the base, I got a small hand vibe to amp up the sensation even more. I kept the boy stimulated by periodically amping up the tens while tweaking the pulse rate and length. After some torturous teasing and quite a bit of panting and whimpering, I allowed him release. He exploded like a man driven, possessed even. Which truth be told, he was, possessed by a need to please. He's such an accomodating boy, so obedient. I can't wait to begin training him to come on command for Me. After another breather I tied him to the chair for another lesson in needle play. I had been very nice to the boy last week, using thin gauge needles on his virgin nipples. This week I decided to give him is first real taste of needle play. New heavier guage needles pierced his nipples at an angle this time. He screamed for Me, knowing that's what I desired. To hear the sweet sound of surrender mingled with pain. Such a disciplined boy, he didn't move a muscle as I pierced the second nipple, though once again he screamed for Me. I had to praise him for being such a good lil painslut. After I remived both needles simultaneously, I watched with keen interest as the blood dripped down his chest and over his abdomen. I love it when someone bleeds for Me, there's something so powerful about a sacrifice like that. I find the suffering associated with needles and blood such an erotic form of surrender. Then I released one of the boys hands and allowed him to pleasure himself for My voyeuristic delight and to reward his self-control during the piercing. I must say I do enjoy the raw ferocity with which that boy cums, that of itself is arousing to witness. Overall I must add this to the list of memorable scenes with My boy. He's becoming such a delight to have around, I may have to keep him for a good long while. |
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Today was another scene with wolfie, I becoming more and more attached to the little slut. Today I pushed to see where exactly his pain tolerance peaked. I have to admit to being impressed. The boy is diefinately a pain slut, after 60 with the crop, he took another 51 with the cane. The warm up consisted of the flogger and paddle, so all together there were 161 blows landed on his cute backside. He admits to being proud of the brusises, My lil trophy slut. I've been feeling rather tense lately so I elected to use My boy to relieve some of that tension, I have to thank the powers that be for masochists with talented mouths. I haven't felt this relaxed in months! Then of course I had to remind him who was in charge,so I tied him up and used him until he begged. I so love an deperate begging boy in bondage. Finally I did what he had been dreading for weeks. I tied him to a chair, bared his eyes and peirced his nipples. The good boy didn't even make a sound, such discipline! I also couldn't resist staking a territorial claim so he wore a letter ~S~ home in his biscep courtesy of My needles as well. Overall I have to say he is one of the most pleasing boys I have had and I am planning to use him again very soon. |
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The scene was phenominal! Everything worked well, somethings even went beyond what I expected. We did another predicament bondage, I'm getting better at planning those, I must say. We tried out a new toy, that went so excellently I was fairly panting at the end. I also did some needle play, but decided to save the actual piercing til anothe scene. I love building his anticipation. Last night We had a few issues about his personal life and the way he needed to deal with it. But as usual We worked it out. I'm not going to go into too much detail here as I respect his privacy. We're seeing each other next week and I'm already counting the days and planning the next torture. Cross is very pleased about wolfie and asks to see the pics I take of the scenes. I can't tell anyone how good it feels to have that kind of freedom and acceptance and still have His love and the security it gives Me.
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I'm distracted this morning, wolfie is coming over tonight. He prefers to stay the night before an intense scene with Me as it gives him security to know I am close by while He sleeps. It's odd how easily things are progressing with him, I am usually the one to push to the next step when the time comes. I'm surprised and quite pleased he is different, he's so willing he offers something new everyday. It's empowering to know You have motivated someone to offer something they were not aware they could surrender. Tomorrow wolfie has asked to bleed for Me. Needles are one of My kinks that I have developed a kind of visceral obsession with over the years. There is something primal about peircing another's flesh, it's blatantly sexual in it's delivery and completely comsuming in its response potential. In the past needles is something I have initiated when I knew it was the intelligent next step, the next painful surrender. In My world there is a natural order of things. I have always known from day one that wolfie's potential laid more in the slave realm that in the submissive. But I understand his reservations, someone can only be kicked so many times w/o being bruised. I was giving him time to adjust to so many things, to learn to trust, to learn to calm, to actually learn to surrender. He believes He is ready for this sacrifice, I believe He is as well. The thing I don't believe he understands is that this act wil forever change how he percieve both Me and himself. Now I must head to work, but My mind will be on needles sliding thru receptive, captive flesh all day. |
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It's a monday and frigteningly early, I have a busy week ahead of Me and I'm trying to organise it in some way it makes sense. I don't why I try to organise anything it never gets done in the order I want, but it usually gets done eventually. So what I'm looking at now is moving forward, taking the next step. I have a scene set for Wed with wolfie and I've narrowed My desires to a workable field. That's not always easy, since I tend toward being a very impatient person. I personify the " I want it all and I want it now" mentality. I'm still treading carefully since My relationship with wolfie is still very new, but everytime We scene I let a little more of the veil slip away. I've always been very honest about what I seek as a Domme and how I usually go about getting it, but I have to say most don't take My ramblings seriously. As I was taught a Domme must never let too much be revealed too soon, some of the desire must stay cloaked in mystery to be effective. So another week begins and another notch of mystery is lowered as the bar of expectation is raised. I do so love the manipulation of power obvious in D/s relationships.I am travelling the road I was meant to travel, I wonder where I will end up this time. Life is an adventure and I'm ready to take on anything! |
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Well as often happens a good night's sleep puts everything into perspective. I've come to the conclusion there's no guarantee in any relationship, D/s or otherwise. So in trying to predict what will happen down the road is about as productive as trying to iron the wrinkles out of a shar-pei. The only thing I can do it hope the overall communication situation improves and things don't slide into chaos again. So after making the decision that I'm going to keep wolfie, and all his potential issues I'm feeling like I can move on to more productive thinking. I'm always humbled by the fact that when I start to feel as if I need some input or guidance the first person I think of is Cross. I'm still adjusting to day to day life w/o Him here, and I expect about the time I get comfortable with the way things are going along, it'll be time for Him to come home. I'd like to say a heart felt thank you to all the members of the US military and their families, without their sacrifices our very way of life would be in question. |
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So last night was not a good night. Apparantly alot was accomplised by some. I'm told this is a positive thing. I can't really say if things got better or not. I only have a very limited perspective of the entire complex situation. The problem I have now is I have to reasses My position in this situation. There's some facets of the overall compromise that's being made I can understand, others I cannot. My biggest issue right now is deciding what course to take in the immediate future, regardless of the long term outcome. So now I have a long night of rationalising and soul searching and probably some serious talking to do. But I'm sure I'll get things in the proper order..eventually. |
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I am always amazed at the sheer satisfaction I get from the sound of breaking glass. Tonight wolfie informed Me that things could possibly be ending for Us. I am thankful this is thru no fault of My own, nor his for that matter. As in life often happens, certain choices arise and one is forced to choose between the two. Unfortunately I find Myself in the position of the greater of two evils. I can understand that the need for a normal healthy love relationship supercedes any D/s desires. But I cannot say I am not resentful or hurt by this turn of events. I have developed an attachment to wolfie and I don't like facing the possibility of not furthering that. All I can do now is wait, because either the woman he loves will accept Me and what I am to him, or she will not. I despise waiting. It's like offering a cigarette before a firing squad, it only prolongs the inevitable. This is one of those instances where I am hopeful that things will work out favorably for all of Us, but I have this feeling that things will not.  |
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Well the scene was fantastic! Everything went off as planned, but as usual I modified things somewhat as I went along. When wolfie got here we had a nice chat for awhile then I got him "ready" for bed, meaning I tied him up securely on the floor by my bed. I couldn't resist torturing a captive audience a bit. The next day I experimented with another predicament bondage situation, I am getting better at it. Then a few other more personal lessons. Afterward wolfie and I did a bit of shopping and had a bite of lunch. Overall I am extremely pleased with his progress and forsee something more permanent in our future. Now I need to go make some more weight configurations, I need more obvious distess. Aren't sadists frightening? |
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Well this week started off badly. I had a great morning planned abusing wolfie, I mean scening. Then about 4 am, disaster strikes! The horror of these 5 little words. "Mom, I don't feel good."So after about 3 hours this morning with a puking kid I was so bummed I was touchy to everyone. To top it all off, I had to have a long heart to heart with wolfie, He's got issues with scheduling problems. Rightly so, He's been f*cked over repeatedly. I won't say I wasn't a bit annoyed having to defend Myself, but I understood why He's feeling this way. But in the end everything got smoothed out, he's coming up tomorrow night and we're scening Wed. I promise to try not think of annoying instances with a crop in My hand. Now on to other things, I still have not found a Dom to play with in hubby's absense, I'm beginning to think I may quit looking. I have so many preconcieved perferences, pet-peeves and deal-breakers, I think it may be an unrealistic search.But I think I may keep looking for awhile since I've joined some local groups and can get to meet "face to face" real Doms.So here's hoping!
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Is it July yet? January is only half over and I'm already thinking of a vacation. I've been keeping up with emails as best I can, but sometimes there just isn't enough hours in the day. Not that I've had many upon reading that were worth responding to.
I want to make something crystal clear. If you expect Me to respond to an email try putting some actual content there. I don't waste My time responding to people that send emails that say, "Hi, I love your picture," and nothing else. Also I don't think very highly of offers to meet and play since I've been very specific about not working that way. Since I seem to be on a rant about the kind of email that annoy Me, lets just add to the list. I don't respond to offers of "use and abuse me, Mistress." I want actual people with real lives and personality. If I want a doormat I'll got to Walmart. I don't participate in online fake BDSM, nor do I have any desire to begin an exchange of far-fetched fantasy with someone who's never submitted or dominated a single day in their life.
What I am looking for are REAL people with REAL lives that have an avid interest in BDSM and fetishes. I want to converse with people of intellect who actually have something worth discussing. Should I find Y/you interesting enough I am not adverse to discussing a potential casual meeting. But I'm not here looking for quick-fix BDSM, I'm not interested in just sex, if I want that I can get it elsewhere.
A special thanks to BaronV and wolfie for being REAL, vastly intelligent, interesting and so damn sexy I can hardly stand it!
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This year's off to stellar start! But then again, I am being sarcastic. I've spent the last week trying to get over a horrid case of bronchitis. I'm starting to feel semi-human again. I've gotten alot of interesting responses to My new profile. Though I can't say any have spawned anything other than brief interesting exchanges. I'm still looking for a person who can balance being a friend and something more if the opportunity arises. I'd like to see more responses from females, I haven't had any yet. I'd also like to chat with a DaddyDom in TX, since that's something I think I might want to explore in the future. I have met one really awesome sub here, we've met and had a spectacular time. Thanks, Clint, I look forward to many more adventures with you. Well onward 2006! |
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Well 2006 promises to be an interesting year. I've moved to Texas in the wake of Hurricane Katrina. I've had time to get My life into some semblance of order. It's humbling having to start over with nothing. But I've learned that I'm made of sterner stuff than I imagined. I'm ready to get back into the Lifestyle after a much needed hiatus. There's a bubbling community here and I love that! I am so ready to meet some new friends,with benefits I'm sorry Cross isn't going to be here with Me this year, but that's the price You pay for marrying a hero. I'd like to once again point out what I'm looking for. Male Tops, be respectful, knowledgeable and willing to get to know Me. Male bottoms, be experienced, disciplined and willing to invest some real time prior to play. Female bottoms, be experienced, disciplined, bi-sexual and willing to spend some time talking about everything that's important. I'm looking not just for possible playmates, but friends. I'd also enjoy chatting with anyone who wants to discuss Lifestyle oriented issues. If there's one thing I do exceptionally well, it's talk! |
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