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Captivating Crouching Dragon Craves Cunning Countess to Command & Control His Consummate Commitment
I am a formidable dragon of the BDSM realm, waiting to be tamed and taken by an enthralling enchantress. Though fierce, I kneel only for those who prove themselves worthy of capturing this fiercely loyal and skilled beast. Are you the fearless Mistress who can command the inferno that burns within me?
Having surrendered myself to the will of unforgettable enchantresses before, I come bearing a sharpened set of skills in service and pleasure. Allow me to indulge you with my expertise in massage, bodyguard services, and exceptional computer knowledge. Should you wish for a specific skill to better serve and please you, I will eagerly acquire it under your guidance.
As a respected Alpha Submissive/Slave, my journey through the tangled web of BDSM has brought me invaluable experience in consensual, ethical non-monogamy. My collar rests solely upon the neck of one enchantress at a time; though if you command it, I will gladly serve a couple as a unified entity.
The ethereal enchantress I seek understands the Old School/Old Guard beliefs and embraces them, knowing that the dance of power exchange goes beyond the realm of mere physicality. She is a mad scientist of the mind, cunning and infinitely wise, unafraid to push both our limits and experiment with unthinkable scenarios, teetering on the edge of forbidden darkness.
In offering my unwavering loyalty and devotion to my enchantress, I bring forth my complete and brutally honest communication. Straightforward and genuine, our connection will thrive on candor and unwavering trust.
Should you be that enthralling enchantress, daring enough to claim this potent dragon, feel free to reach out and ask any questions that intrigue you.
I eagerly await the opportunity to relinquish my infernal power to the one who will guide me into new realms of submission and devotion. Thank you for considering commanding my unwavering loyalty and servitude. |
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You need to be local for me to consider you. Sorry, but I don't do online training. |
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I'm using livejournal now for my journal entries.
www.livejournal.com/users/Lance_Lake
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Well, I've put up some more pictures on this website for people to gawk at. :)
Picture #1: These's the origional. The Black and White taken at a LARP I used to go to.
Picture #2: Me and my wife at our wedding.
Picture #3: A more modern picture of me. My wife says I look good in it, but I dunno. :)
Picture #4: My wife. I say she looks good, but she disagrees.. Hrm... I see a patern here. |
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I found a poem that touched my heart trully.. Thank you Chya for pointing this one out to me.
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A lonely submissive slowly climbed the stairs
And unto her computer did go
Her movements were slow and filled with pain
Her limbs were stiff and slow
She eased herself into the chair
And tried wisely not to cry out
As her abused flesh did protest and rage
From this latest D/s bout
He had claimed to be a Master
She knew him now to be nothing of the kind
He had weaved his lies so skillfully,
And she wondered, "Could time ease this pain of heart and mind?"
Not just the pain of battered flesh
She knew, in a few days that would fade
But the pain in her soul, the shattered trust
The mockery of everything she held dear that he had made.
She remembered how she had trusted once her dearest friend
Who then told her this was a disease that she could lick.
She thought how at work, she stood so tall
When what she really wanted to do was kneel
And how men would ask her for a date
Never understanding how she did truly feel.
"I know he is out there" she thought to herself
As she typed her password in
Not a sadist, or an abuser, but an honest man.
One who would understand the passons I hold within.
She knew that the hunt would soon go on
She knew what she had to find
He was out there somewhere...a proud strong Dom
Who would understand her heart, soul and mind.
One who would control her,
and yet would not abuse such trust
One to whom she could serve as a loving slave.
And who would not be overcome by his lust.
One to whom she could bend her knee
And not be seen the lesser for
One who would hold her, and mold her and make her his
And under whose boot, she could soar.
He who would understand this burning need
That made her different from the rest
One who would hold her, stroke her and make her feel safe
Even if she failed his test
"A man like that is worth the any cost"
She thought to herself, deep within her mind
What is broken flesh, or promises and trust
If such a Master I can find.
One who can fill my days with happiness
And fill my nights with passon and with love...
One who would make me crawl beneath His boots
Or soar in the stars above?
Someday I will find Him
Someday his collar shall I feel
Only then can this hurt be over
As in pride before him I do kneel
And somewhere...not all that far away
There before a computer screen
A Master read a profile
And well understood what the words did mean
For he knew that he was a Hunter
and that was yet the hunted, all in one.
He reached his hand out to his mouse and smiled,
As once again, the dance began
"Perhaps this one" he thought to himself
As he entered the command
"Not a gamer or liar, a head case or whore
But one who will, with honesty kneel before me where I stand."
One who would take that which I would give
And give that which I would take.
She with the yen to match my yang
Within each a thirst for the other to drink.
And so even now, the game goes on
Where Hunter and hunted are one
A dance of love and respect, of passion and trust,
With each other, something wonderful begun!
The poem is entitled "The Dance" by SirWolf |
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Wow.. It's been a long time since I wrote in this.. :)
Well, let's see.. The Kid is growing up fine. I'm constantly amazed in how much he's learning everyday.
Things are strained around the house with VAS. It's tough being a Dom/Sub couple when there's children about. We have to keep it quiet and make sure we aren't corrupting young minds (yet). But also, we don't seem to have the time or the energy for a scene after we put him to bed.. So it's tiring.
I've taken up trying to find a sub to join us again. Not as a live-in, but just someone to play with and there are a few that seem promising. We will have to see what time brings about. |
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You know, it's kind of disappointing when someone who you communicate with on here seems real excited at a possible live-in situation and then when it falls through and an offer of a play partner is sent to bide time until the Live-in position opens back up again, you never hear from them again. You would THINK that someone who was trully willing to give up control would have a bit of patience and accept (or decline) the offer presented. Instead, they up and stop communicating with you at all. Makes you wonder sometimes. |
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Perhaps being on this site wasn't the best thing for the ego. :) I am realizing exactly how much the scene has degraded and about how few people seem to take a commitment to the lifestyle seriously.
I went to another person I really respected yesterday and asked if she would be my Domme. I know this woman for about 2 1/2 years now and she told me that while honored by the request, she doesn't have time in her life to take on a sumbissive. This is probably true. She does allot of writting and is usually busy. However, I'm pretty low maintance when I'm submissive. Perhaps it is something else. These thoughts though tend to make me more depressed, so I tend to avoid them.
Yes. I actually am human and sometimes get depressed. :)
I thought about something last night. I pose this question to anyone who's read this far on my rambleings. :)
You run into somone you never met before, but for one reason or another, you have full trust in this person. Not love, but trust. She/He (whichever is more sexy for you. I'll use She.) tells you that if you come with her now, she will take you, keep you secured in a cage for the rest of your life (except for playtimes where all your sexual needs are taken care of, but not your romantic needs) and when occasionally, you are let out from the cellar, you will not be able to walk outside.
She will also fake your death and any loved ones will be provided for, but you would never see them again.
Would you take it?
Now, would you take it if you had a siginfigant other? How about a Child? Both?
It turns into an interesting question. I'd enjoy hearing what you think. Send me a comment with what you would do. |
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Well, let's see here. I've started to really get involved in a online game called I'm not a puzzle person (my wife handles that department), but I find myself oddly attracted to the graphics and exploring. I'm also a very big Roleplayer, so I came up with a plotline that I'm sending to the makers to see if I can do it. Nothing major right now, but it has the possibility of changing the game in new ways. Who knows. Perhaps they will say yes. :)
Other then that, same old thing. Speaking with someone about their viewpoints to see if they are a good fit. Perhaps they will be, perhaps they won't. Either case, I'm in no hurry to get another Live-in right now. |
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It never stops being amazing how many immature people there are in this "Sub-Culture" (for lack of a better word).
Take for example, MzMeanle. Here is a fairly attractive woman who seems to have the brains of a turnip. Besides capitalizing every vowel in her description, when I pointed this out to her as a possible reason why she isn't getting any contacts, she sent me a message (with the same capitalization as before) saying that I can't tell her what to do and "*slApps LAncELAkE*".
LOL..
I mean, not ONLY did she think that would hurt, but she even spelled "Slaps" wrong.
*sigh* What I wouldn't do for an intelligent slave that communicates as well as she plays. |
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Just a random thought. Agent Smith is Symantic. After all, all he is doing is Ghosting.
Only techs will understand the reference. Only techs with a wierd sense of humor like mine will laugh. |
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Well, let's see here. I might as well leave the default colors (besides, it's a nice contrast between my profile in black and white and this in .. well.. black and white..)
Anyway, I guess I'm supposto tell you about what I've been up to. Not much really. Today, I came into work and that's where I am now (I work as a Beta Tester. Gotta love the job). We are working hard and I finally found the job I love to have. Freedom to do what I want (as long as my work gets done). They really seem to have a "Grow and Learn" attitude around here. No, I'm not going to tell you where. Let's just say it's in Oregon. :)
Besides that, nothing really new. Though what's the baseline of that seeing that this is the first entry. O well. Just have to trust me. Nothing new. :) |
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