It's 3 am and my body is a awake again. Waking to myself wreathing and moaning and turning to find nothing but my pillow. My mouth watering, my clit aching and my secret treasure milking it's own walls. It's so dark in that room and as I lay there with need so great it is torture to both my body and mind. I close my eyes my lips part just slightly as I imagine being drug across the bed the smell of him invading my sleep and feeling his thigh press into my forehead his hand pressing against the back of my head bringing up slightly to him as his warm staff rubs my slightly parted lips before I hungrily only slightly awake take him in to feel that hard muscle and smooth soft skin stroke the roof of my mouth and tongue. My back arches my hips pump slightly up and down raising to feel those so long for teasing fingers. I'm not really conscious just my body has awoken to his need and responds of it's own. I'm alive only to the sensations of smell, feel and desire. I feel his hand press upon my inner thigh parting them from rubbing my swollen needy clit. His hand spanks my mound sending shocks of pain and pleasure through out my body. My hips raise more in hungry need. He strokes so lightly back and forth across my lips and clit before pressing his finger ever so slightly to stretch and press in on those raw nerves just at the opening of my dark cave. The depth of me begs for more though just the slightest pressure at my entrance as he strokes in and out have already brought a most needed pleasure. My mind divided between the sensation of him fucking my mouth while his fingers invade and stroke my needy pussy ( HIS) needy pussy. Suddenly he takes from me that cock that I worship and crave and spins me around throwing my feet up to his shoulders and pressing in against the back of my thighs as his cock presses against me and parts my lips stretching me wider. My mouth empty but my pussy filled and finally milking him instead of it's own unsatisfying walls. I can fill his need for me his passion for me his satisfaction in taking his pleasures from my willing body. Our bodies meld together and we are lost in the sensation of each other. He pumps as he also looses hisself to the sensation of his cock surrounded by the warm wet walls that grip and pump at him with heated growing need. Fill me they scream, take me take me. Ohh please please please the torture builds to a frantic need to be sated. My head ready to explode from the overload of sensation and need. My back arches and wreathes to try and get more. Please Please Please Please make her be quiet now. Let me be the one that drives your need then sates it. Take me, let go, do whatever you need to me. I want to be used to bring you relief satisfaction happiness a pallet for that which is deep dark and driven in you. Let me give all that I have to your animal inside. let me feel that throb of your jerking muscles inside me as that surge of warm liquid flows over my inner walls. Let me feel your teeth nash into my flesh as your hunger grows. Take me Take me with you over over over the edge, Need Need Need. The dual explosion darkens the room the blanket of temporary calm broken only by the after shocks of memory jerking my body as you fall down beside me dragging me into your strong arms up against your heavy comfort holding me from floating into the abyss in fear but instead into that safe harbor I can drift again back to that nothingness in pure euphoric bliss.
It's 6am the alarm sounds and I realize the pillow between my legs is soaked and again will need to be put in the washer before I start my day with that need ever incessantly pounding through out my body.

First I was hesitant to even go down on a woman and now I think I might be more lesbian than bi.  How very strange. 

Are you a Smart, Classy, Confident, Capable, Adventurous Geek.  Do you have a reserved but funny personality?  Do you take life's bumps and grinds with a easy does it attitude.  Can you command others and still make them love you.  Are you arrogant, strong, and yet at times just the little boy.  Do you like the playing of a woman’s body?  Do you enjoy the foreplay more than the orgasm?  Do you love to travel?  Do you love to corrupt the innocent?  Are you delighted with a little girl, a sensuous woman, a capable intelligent strong woman who would prefer to just let you be in charge.  Do you think about Sex all the time?  Do you delight in the control you have over yourself and her.  Are you a constant tease?  Can you seduce with words, kisses, and touches?  Do you just know intuitively what makes a girl tick?  Can I trust you completely?  Do you want to take care of your property?  Do you like to think of others as envious of you?  If you think you have these qualities and might be able to get me to respond to you. Does control excite you?  You should seduce and charm me right into doing anything that will please you.   Do you like a girl to wallow on you.  Can you sometimes be a big kid, a big baby and yet she knows how cute it is and never forgets how much she admires, loves and wants to kneel before you.  Do you want to travel, to white water raft, dive, and yet love to just sit and watch tv and eat good food.  Do you have a desire to touch her soft pedals, kneed her breasts, and kiss her lips in torture every time she is sitting next to you?  Can the sound of your voice make this girl slip to her knees.  Can you draw a picture with words she can fear?  Make me feel small, delightful, and worthy.  Seduce me.

Seriously do not understand how I can still be submissive?  Then you have not taken the time to get to know me and know what I offer in way of bowing before HE who I hold to be the one who will Walk before me without cause for doubt with all my trust, unquestioning ready to back him up should he become injured to nurse him from the battlefield, to his bed, and back to his thrown again.  He can become injured but he is still worthy of making the final decision worthy of trusting my well being too and I shall give him the loyality and honor and all my strength to back him up.  I will care for his needs so that he may stride forward in the bigger picture.  I am the knight who bows down before the king.

Dom:  Wow When did total control become a dictatorship? 

Fear isn’t a justification for being unable to do something.  You should not be focusing on your past and use it as an excuse not to grow or the inability to achieve.

Treasure:  Well total control what do you call it.  If I have not a mind of my own and act not of my own will then yes if someone else is giving me every instruction then that would be total control.

 My degree is in behavioral science I work desperately hard to overcome those things which have kept me from life, doesn't mean what your subconscious does is always changeable   Fear has no justification it is.... and it is not rational but it exists as a human mechanism designed to protect and to aid in growth, awareness, and even sometimes in higher level thinking by finding a solution to the thing that caused fear.

Having awareness of something does not make it your focus.  I did not take well to the insulting demeaning way in which you took some intimate knowledge shared with you to give me a lecture nor to put me down.  Yes your words were taken as a put down.  I do not feel that I am by any means unable to grow.  I think you should spend more time around people perhaps find more care for them, flexibility, and consideration for them as individuals not little perfect robots. 

 I am not a whiner, You do not even know me well enough to make such rash definitive conclusions about me.  I am one of the most overcoming of adversity people will ever meet.  A strong survivor that few could walk in my shoes and still come up with as put together life and a smile on their face.

Dom:  What? Wow!

 Those are some huge walls. I can't pour water in a full glass. Take a drink.

 What is the hardest lesson to learn? Humility.

Treasure:  No Walls, strength, I was not looking to be improved, or filled, I am a wonderful person who would accept and bow down before the king I honor who gains that type of respect who I deem worth to be above me with the knowledge that he finds me wonderful and only wishes to give me guidance and have my loyalty and respect and unquestioning right to make the final decisions because he has the strength to handle the outcome no matter what it is. That I will enjoy pleasing him because it is what makes me whole to please the one I honor and to know he is pleased in me.  I do not want another in my life who loves me for my potential or what he can create.  I am already created and a wonderful person I do not need to be fixed. 

 Yes that lesson is hard to learn

Especially for Dominants:  However, the definition of that word should be understood before bandied around. 

 Enjoy your search, as I have repeatedly said I do not believe I am the one for you, I do not have a weak enough view of myself nor a desire to be led, molded and raised.  My father raised me well and I continued the journey of working on his work. 

¹hum·ble

adj
\ˈhəm-bəl also chiefly Southern ˈəm-\

hum·bler hum·blest

Definition of HUMBLE

1

: not proud or haughty

: not arrogant

or assertive

2

: reflecting, expressing, or offered in a spirit of deference

or submission humble apology>

3

a : ranking low in a

hierarchy

or scale : insignificant

, unpretentious

b : not costly or luxurious

humble contraption>

— hum·ble·ness noun

Proud: 

proud

adj \ˈprau̇d\

: feeling or showing pride: as a : having or displaying excessive self-esteem b : much pleased :

exultant

c : having proper self-respect

2

a : marked by stateliness : magnificent

b : giving reason for pride : glorious

proudest moment in her life>

I do not have to show humility in all things for without the goal of pride there is no self satisfaction of worth, therefore no motivation for growth and a lack of ability to stand on ones own.  Humility is reserved for the appropriate times and Pride should not get in the way of growth.  They are a the equilibrium/disequilibrium of the human development both are necessary, both are proper in their place in a balanced manner.  Neither should prevent the other or their is a lack of growth. 

Your constant put downs are hurtful for me therefore please do not contact me again until you can be kind and caring.  I am not your type of masochist.  I will not be the medium or victim for your need to hurt or climb above.  I have had that type of relationship and realized that wow "I have worth, I am worthy" to be loved and liked and desired for me not who they can make me. 

Dom: 

All better now, a few cuts still healing but walking in heels is now not a problem,  Yeah heels.

I hate being on crutches.  Fell backwards off my recliner twisted my foot, ankle, knee and hip.  Damn how can such a short fall do so much damage.  Now my foot has a cut it's swollen up to the size of my knee.  Damn that chair tried to keep my foot.  what did it want with my foot.  LOL.  Ok off to hobble around but obviously with the pain pills I'm not answering too much mail.  Sorry everyone.

Dominants - Masters

You are not released of responsibility by virtue of your role.  You are not God's gift to women.  Stubborn, Controlling, Demanding, Arrogant are not the qualities of a Master just a jerk.

Qualities of a good Master

Intelligent

Educated

Common Sense

Good Leader

Strong

Sensible

Makes Decisions that benefit all

Understands and has the desire to aid the weaker

Typical Careers of true Master's

Company Owners

Successfully Self-Employed

Project Managers

Directors

Fireman

Doctors

Lawyers

Judges

Entrepreneurs

Psychologist

Educator's

Coach's

Ranchers

You get the picture. 

OOOOH For heaven sakes.  It is so hard to not use the "F" word here.  Trying very hard to be a lady and be kind.  But really read the damn thing then show off for me. 

1.  Don't expect me to answer everyone who contacts me.

2.  If I'm not interested it is a matter of my personal tastes, not a reflection of your worth or value

3.  Good God don't ask me stuff that is obviously very clearly written

4.  Have a damn profile

5.  Have a picture to share

6.  Have a written picture of yourself to share.

7.  Be interesting, sell yourself

You want quality with little effort, style, or confidence.  Really men do you think that you don't have to put effort in something you want.  Gentleman if you want quality it does not come cheap and easy.  If you want cheap and easy that is what you will get but that is not offered here. 

Yes, old fashion girl, I try not to be ugly but it is real hard to be kind in saying I'm not interested so how would you like me to do that.  If you already know that is a possibility then you had better tell me how to tell you I'm not interested in you when you contact me.  You complain we can't even answer an introduction then complain if we don't answer with your the one for me. 

Yes, I want flowers, cards, sweet nothings, and a personality to draw me in.  Try it you might find that other girl you wanted would respond to that as well.

I'm a good girl not the one who desires to just be controlled.  I enjoy being forced to stretch my limits, I enjoy helplessness under the one I trust not in the world in general. I may even enjoy good sexual humiliation of embarassment, but I do not enjoy feeling shame, or dehumanization.  I do not wish to be demeaned or trashed as a turn on. I'm not likely to write books or long pages of stuff here.  I'm sorry to disappoint.  If my profile is not detailed enough and the fact that I obviously have real pictures posted, I answer in correct English and live and play locally, known by several in the community then I'm not sure what you consider proof of real.  I also do not fall under everyone's control as I am self-sufficient, intelligent, strong and capable my ability to give my servitude, trust, and submissiveness to the one I deem to have earned it and deserve it is my gift to them that they can be assured they are the only one who gets that from me they are special.  I do not just give that to everyone.  I do not have to please everyone just him.  I am not desperate for a Master I am in search of the one who wins me.  Yes even as a submissive i am the prize and the reward and in return he will receive my adoration, loyalty, respect, honor, devotion, my trust, my sacrifice and see him feel like a king, and every ounce of my being and eager desire to please him.  To make the strong weak is most assuredly the largest honor in the world, but only when you did not take it by forced but when it is offered in honor. 

Unequal love is it better than being lonely.  You chase the elusive like a cat with a toy so excited and eager to play.  You toss it and chase it tell suddenly you realize it is dead and it is not running and playing back.  You come back over and over again drawn to the promise of what your love, desire fools you to believe will be there.  Like the cat, watching the bird out the window there seems to be that glass that just does not let you catch that flutter that twitter that teases you.  You paw at it you want it.  It fixates you every nerve on edge, that shiver that runs through you that tail twitching with desire.  Then it flies away leaving you unrequited, do disappointed.  It returns the toy reappears and you get excited again you chase you dream you desire but again in the end there is no fulfillment. 

Unequal love is it better than being lonely.  Do you wait loving giving believing that if you do enough love enough, give enough that it will be enough to quench that thirst.  Is there an end to the up and down?  Oh how hard it is to walk away, every moment believing that at any moment they will love you back, feel the way you do, understand the depth to which your heart craves them and desires to give to them.  Nevertheless, over and over again you are left with the disappointment that you’re really just being put up with.  The things you have said forgotten; your little wants and likes so easily unremembered or shoved aside and shown no lack of interest or worth an effort.  They see your faults when you cannot see theirs because your love veils theirs and they have no such veil.  You have planned and dreamed a future that includes them and they see not but the moment?  Do you stay, do you go?  You have no need for them to give as you do just to show you your value your worth to them.  Knowledge, some actions, proof that you are to them something that they do not wish to loose, that loosing you would matter.  Do you believe that they really do love you and can understand the depth to which you need them to show it?  Do you sit in silence waiting for them to reach out for you?  Do you wait for them to show that they know you as you know them?  Do you wait to see that they will have that need to see your needs fulfilled as  you have in desperation to fulfill theirs?  Do you sit and wander if the pain without them will ever go away or if their absence will ever quit sucking a whole in your chest; or do you continue down a path that half a love is better than living without them.  Is just a moment hearing their voice seemed to be the only moment you breathe?  Your love has left them with no doubt that you will be there for them like a couch in the living room they no longer see or turn to check on before sitting.  You exist, you are a part of their lives but they need do nothing more to retain you.  Soon you feel nothing but their annoyance with you, and you seem to be more bother than worth, little things that delighted them that kept you wishing and hoping now seem to irritate them.  Is this how the love dies is this when you are able to hurt enough to walk away?  Will they notice your absence will they reach out, will they correct this loss your feeling, make you see you are wrong; or will you just remain alone with your hurt with your pain of their loss.  Will the pain of losing what never was but something in your mind and heart ever leave you.  Will you smile at another, will you see the sunlight, and will you bury yourself in a lack of worth.  Will the feeling eat your being alive that you have nothing that can be valued in yourself worthy of another’s love, effort, and appreciation?  Will you ever come up again or is it that you have loved and believed someone once and will never be able to trust again that there is another for you that will find you as you found that one you gave your all to?

Does anyone ever stop to think what their nick might say about them.  Maybe it's just me but if a man's prowess is all he has going for him I'm thinking how shallow.  If your focus is on your tool then you obviously haven't spent enough time building your brains and personality.  Can a man tell me what value he has to offer me before he tells me how good he can be in the sexual department or the Dominant department. 

RESPECT!!!!!  - Admiration, trust,dependability are a must before real attraction and submission can begin.  Well that is your not a doormat.  

mary mary subbie true, how does your submission grow? with strength in love and trust so true, and a little spankings all in a row.

We all make mistakes we all make choices, we all have weaknesses but when faced with the consequences of our action integrity weighs the person and a Man who can stand up to own his weakness, or flaw can face the consequences if he can not do that how will he stand in honor to defend our home, our children from whatever may fall.  How will he face the challenges that life brings if he cannot face his own flaws. 

I was just told I am a very angry woman!  It is funny how weak men cannot accept NO find the ability to some how believe it is who I am not the frustration they created.  Really can I not be so disappointed in man kind as to have found myself constantly put out with excuses and laziness.  Give Give Give Give, like a young child whose only focus is themselves incapable of looking outward or seeing that they are a variable in their own consequences.  What have we done to have created so many immature adults.

Amazing absolutely amazing how many adults can not comprehend what they read.  I guess I need to put it in bulletin form like the medical questionnaires or government forms if you answer No to any of the following you should not contact me, lol.  If you can answer yes to all of the above please answer the next 10 questions if you answered No to any of the above you may skip to the bottom of the page.

You will not make a good fit and should continue on to the next sub.

Well can't do that too easy for the liars.  I guess I'm at least weeding out the stupid, or arrogant dismissive ones.

She lights up with the smallest silliest things.  If you don't hold on to her tight enough she will soon be lost following her delights.  Your voice your commands the only thing that calls her back. 

In the field she follows the butterfly with delight and lifts her face to feel the sunlight.  She might dance until the sun changes places with the moon. 

On the beach she delights in running in and out of the waves, feeling her toes sink in the sand, running from the water as it rushes up to her, then quickly chasing it back to the endless sea. 

With you she follows the sound of your voice, the feel of your hand, the strength of your control.  She inhales your desires and blossoms and swells with desire herself.  Grounded only by your command.  She flutters away again as your hands and fingers dance over her body as the butterfly danced over the flowers.  Her body wreathes with passion as she chases the climax you lead her up to then runs for fear of it's overwhelming sensation.  There is nothing but you and your command.  Her body strums electric flow through out her body tell her mind leaves her no longer in control her body.  The darkness swallows her, she hears your voice that lone call in a chasm of darkness, without consciousness she follows the command given.  Unlike the water of the sea who is thrown from here to there by the movements of the moon without a thing to center and tether it She has you, your voice your being which tethers her, centers her brings her back from those depths she was swept into by you. 

As she slowly returns to reality her naked body sore and exhausted from it's ceaseless wreathing movements the sensation has wrung from her she smiles softly letting the after shocks stroke her body as she curls into you again centered and comforted by her rock.

Would the woman who can so easily give you herself be not as emotional as the wind, the water, and the world around her?  Calm her? confine her? refine her? Ask for her to keep reign on herself?  Is that really what you want her to be able to contain her own self?  Is there value in controlling the controlled or capturing the wild wild wind and riding it, it following your commands with it's strength.