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I have two penises..........How did this happen?
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(read my journal to learn more)
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I'm an Alpha male with romantic streak who is seeking a long term relationship. I’m not overly sadistic but such things can be arranged if that's what you respond to. I lean towards the Daddy side of D/s.

Want to get away? Are you free to relocate someday, and travel around to (and reside in) exotic locations? Tropical venues are my favorite places to hang out, but I enjoy visiting most anyplace on the planet. So here's a proposition: Why not run away and live on vacation for the rest of your life? Being my sex slave might be more fun than your regular job, do ya' think?

If you read my journal you'll see that I have a sense of humor. Wade through until the last entry, and I get serious and tell you the important things you'll want to know.

Want some candy little girl? (as in: erotic, kinky, pervy candy? Daddy's bedtime stories are very naughty...especially when he makes you act them out)

1/17/2010 1:32:56 PM


I have two penises.....  
 
 

Really do.  I tell everyone that the extra one is a tail because of its location.  The tail explanation seems to work, and nobody gives it a second thought.
 
One of my other physical complications is that I was born without a face.  Seriously I was, as you can so clearly see.   So, here’s the jist of it all.   I met a girl on a website who wanted me to send her a face shot.  What could I do?   I don’t have a face, so I had to improvise.
 
I decided to send her a blurry picture of my backside … you know kinda' like my "tail" would look like a nose and all?
 
It worked!
 
We got married and had seventeen lovely children (albeit they do get teased at school a lot because they have my features).
 
It was somewhat of a dysfunctional relationship, however.  Unfortunately it didn’t last.  She eventually decided that she wanted someone who was nothing at all like me, someone who was my exact opposite.  So she left me for some two-faced, dickless jerk.
 
Do I sound bitter?   I’m not really.  It’s just a fact.  Her new husband has two faces and no dick.  It’s no big deal.  Half the population was born penis-free, and sometimes I’ve been asked to share mine...but I digress.
 
Anyway, long before we split we sold the kids to a traveling circus, and I haven’t seen them in years, so you don’t have worry about their daily emotional trauma, just mine.
 
I used the money I got from selling the kids to buy this really cool set of Tupperware,  (do you remember your Mom's Tupperware?) but that bitch got all the plastic lids in the divorce settlement, so what’s left isn’t very useful anymore…but hey, what can you do?
 
So, I guess my perfect match would be someone who has a lot of Tupperware lids…and that’s what I am meaning to discuss here.  I’m hoping beyond all hope that you can come together with me in this most sacred of BDSM and D/s lifestyle foundations, Tupperware. 

 

The bottom line is this:  If you have a Tupperware fetish, then I have a collar for you.  (for more info see my soon to be released book: “Torture with Tupperware”. ) 

 

Paul D.

 *Paul D. is the famed author of many books on this subject including "Dungeon Kitchen", “Master of the Container”, “Suck my Dick and Seal It”,  and of course the all time best seller, “Keep it Fresh Bitch, cuz’ you're Eatin’ it Tomorrow.”

1/17/2010 1:20:41 PM


Question of the day:


Do you think a guy with two penises could be cumming and going at the same time?


1/15/2010 9:08:30 AM


About the cold weather:

I wrote this to someone as an opening message just the other day.  (I was in a humorous mood as I often am.) 

I said…. “I have sperm. Not sure how it tastes, but I keep it warm and creamy. Want some?”

“Ok, ok …..weird, I know” I wrote…“but that’s a rather original thing to say right off the bat, and you get so many unoriginal come ons.” 

Then I followed up with “I could have said ‘I have soup’.  It's cold outside and soup will warm you up….but sperm is so much more fun for me to make than soup.” 

She didn’t reply.  At first I wondered why? … I mean, I thought it was cute.    
Then I realized I had written this to a woman on that lesbian muslim fundamentalist married women dating site…..sheeezzz….no wonder!   I gotta’ pay more attention in the future.

5/22/2009 8:58:49 AM

 

 

So, I’m contacted here by this rather naïve PYT (who still lives at home and probably lied about her age) who claims she just loves “dirty old men, the more perverted the better”.....  
which puts things into a self-perspective that I’m not sure I’m ready for, but I guess "if the shoe fits"...  
Anyway, she begins to cite all of the experiences she’s had with men of a certain age.   
Well, I instinctively take a fatherly perspective and try to convince her that having uncommitted sex with different partners all the time isn’t that good of an idea, and it can produce unintended consequences, and men that are too old can complicate things even more.  
 
So, I say look...  
“Do you know what can happen if you sneak away to a hotel for a night with some kinky old man? Hmmm? What if he has heart trouble or something? What are you going to do with the body if he dies of a heart attack in the throws of your passionate embrace? Huh?...... Here’s this lifeless old fart, wearing mouse ears, a Taylor Swift t-shirt, your panties in his mouth, and a half empty bottle of Dom Peri stuck up his ass, and YOU have to deal with it....How are you going explain that to the hotel manager, the paramedics, and the police?....Not to mention his wife, who will probably turn out to be someone who knows your Mother!”  
 
Needless to say, that lecture was counterproductive to advancing my romantic interests.  
 
So, I decided to log off and go drown my sorrow with the true beverage of Dominants. What else but a bottle of Dom Perignon?  
 
(And no, I did not ‘do’ anything with the bottle.)  
 

 

5/17/2009 4:37:45 PM

Is this website inspiring, or what?  
 
You say that your brain is the most sexual of all your erogenous zones?  
 
Ok, yeah.  
 
Especially when your brain is on its hand and knees, naked, with back arched and bottom high, its girl parts all protruding open and exposed, glistening with readiness as your brain begs breathlessly to be taken in any way your Master chooses.  
 
I’ll agree.  
 
(Long time ago there was an old television spot with an egg in a frying pan called “This is your brain on drugs”? Call the above “This is my brain on Collarme.”)  
 
Hmmm.....wonder how your brain would look in some really hot lingerie?  








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5/16/2009 5:20:10 AM

Did you know that good little girls get approval?
And bad little girls get a spanking?  :-o  
 
Punishment is not fruitless. She (the protagonist) wins love and acceptance in the end.  

“Good night Daddy.”  
“Good night sweetheart.”  
 
But tomorrow’s another day.  
Uh oh! 

2/24/2009 8:34:42 AM

 

Well, the doctor said that the white square covering my face (above) is not permanent. It can be removed. But it’s a complicated process, requiring the assistance of a female who wants her soul possessed, her body touched, and she’s willing to accept instruction.  
 
*****  
 
UPDATE:  
Someone who said she was into pain wrote: “Doesn’t look like it is a very comfortable place to sit...Is it?”  
 
Very cute. I wasn’t sure if she was actually looking for something that was comfortable, or not. As soon as the white square is removed, I’ll email it to her so she can use in it her play scenes.  
 
*****  
 
UPDATE:  
Concerning the white square covering my face.  
If we get along, I've decided that I’ll cut it into three pieces and you can use it for pasties on your profile picture.  
 

 

12/6/2008 10:01:14 AM

 


What’s wrong with this picture?
 
(a telephone negotiation)  
 
 

Slave Wanna Be: I’m a slave, Sir.  You use me as you wish.  I have no value.   

Master Wouldbe: Hmmm…what if I wish to use you as if you have value?  

Slave Wanna Be: No, you don’t understand. I deserve nothing. I have no rights. You’re supposed to make me miserable.  

Master Wouldbe: I’m supposed to make you miserable?  

Slave Wanna Be: Yes Sir. I’m a slave. You can tie up and beat me, hurt me, humiliate me, use me as your toilet.  

Master Wouldbe: But I already have a toilet, and it works fine.  

Slave Wanna Be: No, you don’t get it...Sir. I am a SLAVE. 

Master Wouldbe: Well, if you were my slave and I was your Master, then by definition you have to do whatever I want, right?  

Slave Wanna Be: Yes Sir.  

Master Wouldbe: Then I want to dress you up as a beautiful Princess, and take you to the Royal Ball, like Cinderella.  

Slave Wanna Be: No! You don’t get it!  

Master Wouldbe: But you’re my slave, right?  

Slave Wanna Be: Yes….but not like that.  

Master Wouldbe: You mean you’ll be my slave, but I have to treat you the way you tell me to? Doesn’t seem very slave like. Wouldn’t you want to find your own slave? Then you could make him treat you exactly the way you want.  

Slave Wanna Be: This is ridiculous…you make me miserable, you know that?  

Master Wouldbe: Wasn’t that the idea? I thought I was supposed to make you miserable.  

Slave Wanna Be: I am a SLAVE! Stop treating me this way! I am NOTHING. I am NAMELESS! 

Master Wouldbe: You’re nameless? Ah..."What's in a name?..That which we call a rose, by any other name, would smell as sweet." (Romeo and Juliet)  

Slave Wanna Be: ...Huh?...Smell as sweet?....Oh, FUCK OFF!  


~click~

So what is the moral of this story?

Is the moral of the story, that submissives in this lifestyle are often anything but truly submissive, and they just want something different in the bedroom?  Maybe it’s to highlight that BDSM has attracted a lot of young groupies who haven’t a clue.  Or is it just an example of a girl failing to top from the bottom? 

(If you say the moral is that Masters should always smell their slaves first, then you have my sense of humor.  And with apologies to the hard core among you, since when did participation in this lifestyle require any morals?)

If you’re reading this far, chances are you are exploring me and my thoughts and my experiences.  Well then I’ll have to confess that I have always found the paradox of BDSM slavery to be an amusing irony.  If you are a slave, that’s cool.  But come up for air once in a while, and get dressed so that we can go out to dinner. 

If you want me to call you my slave, ok.  If you have your heart set on obediently serving my every whim, I won’t complain.  If you need to be punished, then I’ll make something up that you did wrong.  But if I am your Master and you my slave, then let’s make it lusty and sexy and the answer to a needy desire between your naughty legs….all bonded together by a true and lasting love.  If that sounds trite, then too fucking bad.  (the term ‘fucking’ is to be translated literally in this instance ~grin)  

 

12/1/2008 8:09:46 AM

So, this woman I was chatting with got rather intimate with me and asked me about the size of my male anatomy.

“I dunno” I replied, “about average I suppose”.

But later, I began thinking about my answer. I mean who am I going to impress by being just an average Joe?

So, the following day I emailed her an updated response.
I wrote:

“Last night when you asked ‘how big is it?’ I misunderstood, because I was talking about *before* I unwind it.  Fully extended, it is long enough to double as a fire escape rope, about 10 stories all told.  Makes me feel safe to know that I can climb down my own dick in the event of an emergency.”  (Curious image, no?)

Then I followed with: “You don’t live in a dark wet tunnel, do you?”

How clever of me to reverse the onus of inquiry, don’t you think?
 
12/1/2008 8:03:42 AM


Here’s an ad: “Does a Diaper Girl seek a Daddy Dom for play time, care, and changing?.....Depends.” lol (the rest of the ad was boring.)



Still more....but I think it's what you want to find out.  So don't stop now.

11/30/2008 9:55:27 AM
 

I WANT YOUR BODY  
(maybe)  
 
Here's a quick compatibility check.  
 
***I’m seeking a long term relationship with someone who can (someday) relocate to a tropical palm tree paradise, at least during winter months. Mexico, the Caribbean, Hawaii, or even the South Pacific. I already have such a place, but I don’t care that much where, as long as it’s lazy, stress free, and naked moonlight swims are a real activity. Think of it as getting spanked while trying not to spill your fruity drink with the little umbrella in it. (Nice work if you can get it.)  
 
***I do not have any children, and seek same. Not a deal breaker if you have a brat, but I’m not *real* Daddy material by any stretch of the imagination. Yes, I’d knock you up if you are so absolutely intent on being a baby factory that I could not talk you out of it, and I’m sure having my own little bundle of joy would instinctively change my attitude when it comes to accepting the responsibility of parenting. Hey, I’ll donate time and money to help children who are less fortunate, but please don’t look here for someone to raise your little 'can-do-no-wrongs'. And while I’m on the subject, if you really are looking for a good influence to raise your kids, WTF are you doing here? You’re at the wrong website, sweetheart. Try eHarmony dot com.  
 
***Also keep in mind that I am not a big hairy bear, and our comparative physical stature can have much to do within the psychological dynamics of a D/s relationship. I know, I know…the little petite girls get most of the guys and that’s not fair…but I didn’t make the world the way it is. So if you are large enough to take me two falls out of three, then you should probably pass…(or at least bring some slippery cooking oil to make the contest a fun one).  
 
DEFINITELY write to me if you match up with most of these:  
*You are seeking a long term relationship.  
*You like to call someone 'Daddy' (LGs welcome).  
*You prefer embarrassment and feeling vulnerable (just a little bit over humiliation and pain).  
*Your kinky side is personal, and not for the whole world to know about.  
*You are not into group sex, with the possible exception of expressing your bi-curiosity with the right person. (Now why do guys like that?)  
*You are not into real life actual participation in sex clubs, sex with strangers, couple swaps, or being passed around to my male friends (however the curiosity of watching others play, is fine).  
*You use the word "trust" when you describe the perfect relationship.  
*You are willing to relocate (someday) to a warm climate.  
*You are STD free, and you want someone who is likewise.  
 
MAYBE look a little deeper and correspondence if:  
*You are very sexual, but not sure what you want, or how to express it.  
*You are new to all of this and want some good ideas on how to proceed.  
*You want to limit things to on online, until you really know someone.  
*You are always thinking out of the box, with creative, mind expanding ideas.  
*Your intellect prohibits you from finding conversation that is interesting.  
*You have a killer sense of humor, love to laugh, and/or have very positive outlook on life.  
*You’re looking for someone that just might be crazy in the exact same way you are.  
 
NO, I AM NOT FOR YOU at all if:  
*You are married, owned, or committed to another male or a Domme female.  
*You are a Domme that enjoys inflicting pain on men.  
*Permanent scaring of your body is an attractive idea.  
*Knives, blood, and edge play get you excited.  
*You have excessive body art.  
*You are attracted to all things “dark”.  
*You are totally “out” with this lifestyle to everyone you meet.  

There now. Wasn’t that easy? Just have the tattoo with your ex's name removed from your ass, and you're good to go.  
  
 


Pythoness
 
 Age: 19
 Bath, United Kingdom