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It happened again.
I thought I was done. I thoughthoped that maybe I didnt need it anymore. Maybe my days of Dominant, controlling Men were a thing of the past, Id always be a service-type, giving person, yet I rode through the storm.
Maybe it was the swing of a golf club, for a second sounding like a strap.
Maybe it was the way that man held his womans wrist as they strolled down the sidewalk.
Maybe it was that innocent coil of rope by the boat.
I f***ing ache like a sicko. My old friend, who brings with it need and lust. And then the hardest part of all, finding the Yin to my Yang. Were you born sick like I was? Will you make me useful again?
I greatly value a lone wolf mentality, brilliance, creative and organic thought, originality, and someone who appreciates fun and laughter. I do not to hard work. If you come at me preaching trust, communication, respect and bragging how youre firm and fair and not into kids.... well, Im happy youre not a ped yet braying givens is a snooze.
Believe it or not, Im extremely submissive and obedient to the right Alpha male, Once we connect, I move slowly, yet there are no games and my intentions are clear... I simply lay at your feet.
Thank you very much for reading.
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Don't do me any favors
Matter of fact why don't you do yourself a few
Your presence, it ain't nobody's blessing
I've got plenty of other things that I could do
Oh no, not another excuse
Your tired silly games
For me are just no use
And now it's plain for me to see
You're with somebody
That you don't want to be
So won't you
Please please me like you want to
Not like you have to
Or won't you just go on and leave me
You know leaving me is the least that you could do
You know leaving me is the least that you could do
You could have spared me so much misery
And told me you just wanted a friend
Believe me there is a difference
When you mean it
And when you pretend
Or was I just your habit
'Cause I know a habit is a hard thing to break
But won't you spare me, a little mercy
There's only so much that I can take
So won't you
Please please me like you want to
Not like you have to
Or won't you just go on and leave me
You know leaving me is the least that you could do
Leaving me is the least that you could do
I said leaving me is the least that you could do
Songwriters
BEN HARPER
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Don't do me any favors
Matter of fact why don't you do yourself a few
Your presence, it ain't nobody's blessing
I've got plenty of other things that I could do
Oh no, not another excuse
Your tired silly games
For me are just no use
And now it's plain for me to see
You're with somebody
That you don't want to be
So won't you
Please please me like you want to
Not like you have to
Or won't you just go on and leave me
You know leaving me is the least that you could do
You know leaving me is the least that you could do
You could have spared me so much misery
And told me you just wanted a friend
Believe me there is a difference
When you mean it
And when you pretend
Or was I just your habit
'Cause I know a habit is a hard thing to break
But won't you spare me, a little mercy
There's only so much that I can take
So won't you
Please please me like you want to
Not like you have to
Or won't you just go on and leave me
You know leaving me is the least that you could do
Leaving me is the least that you could do
I said leaving me is the least that you could do
Songwriters
BEN HARPER
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why do I have the feeling that I'm going to end up in one of your journals . . .
in a very negative way . . . |
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uvjjabk
Male Dominant, 32, Lagos, Niger
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This lifestyle is part of who I am. I'm caring and passionate Dominant and I enjoy the
company of submissive women or Dominant Mistress. Amount of experience is not
important....just a willingness to be open and honest about your
feelings and interests. bbm pin 29FB80D8.
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To: Master in Niger
Fr: Meatmarket
RE: Help please, future Master!
Dear Sir,
I want to serve you from my heartveins fully. My mother is sick and I had to donate one of my livers. Was on my way to Vegas on a junket and had to crash land in Oklahoma. I know, right? Okla-fuckin-homa. Do I even have to ask you to Western Union me $2000 USD and/or Euro, like, FAST, Master? I serve you like nothing you ever seen. So send it. RUNNNNN. They don't have Air Conditioning and this lil one is NOT HAPPY breathing with only one lung. I love you and I look forward to meeting you.
Your humble slave crumb,
meat
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I'm sure you've all heard the news about the UIC student being held on a $500,000 bond for allegedly assaulting a coed with whom he claimed to be "replaying Fifty Shades". It's all so sad. It reminds me of an incident when Isaac Asimov visited my campus decades ago and told me he would make me see "comets explode". He picked me up and I thought I was on my way to experience space travel. WHO WOULDN'T?? Instead he bought me a glass of house wine and groped my rack. I now own a Ranch. |
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I found a new gig. I'm offering therapy for the dozens of men that are traumatized by 1) fake profile's (sic), and 2) Pro Dommes charging money. Rather than blast away in your profiles, you can tell me alll about it. This is a free service for victims of such atrocities. God forbid anybody charge for services. Just today, I thought I might want a massage. Doms lump massage (Giving) in with oral (Giving) HARD LIMITS. So I called a massage therapist. Get this! This WHORE wanted to be PAID. WTF. Doesn't she love it? Isn't she real? I have sore shoulders!! I had to shovel a narrow trench to my house because UPS was coming and this Class D hooker/masseuse wants $45. I'm assuming that includes a happy ending; I'll keep you posted. |
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If I had a dollar for every Dom/Sadist who goes out of H/h/H/his way to inform me that he "WILL NOT PAY TO RELOCATE ME"... I could relocate myself to some place cool instead of a hell-hole like Tampa or Orlando.
Let me make sure I'm clear. You want me to give up my life, jobs,5 laptops infected with trojans from Russian porn, family, house, possessions, friends, and coffee shop...no need to bring clothes because you want me naked in a cage in your black mold basement. Become your house slave, obey every order, fulfill all sexual desires...all the while HOPING you're not a serial killer.... and YOU DomCheapMotherfucker won't spring for a Uhaul. Is that it? Text me your address and hold your breath, Sire. |
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I was surprised in "50 Shades" when he fisted her butt in the opening scene. Oh wait. I fell asleep. |
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Once upon a time, there was a nice little girl who had a bad little monster hidden inside of her. Although the girl felt true sorrow and horror for these victims, the monster liked to hear any stories about torture, rape, penal colonies, and even African American slavery.
"Oh look," adults said, "she's a Civil War buff, how darling." Grown-ups would give the girl books to encourage her interest in history.
"The bloody battles aren't too bad," the monster said, bored.
The monster grew as the girl grew. She would feed her monster snacks, trying to keep it quiet. The monster devoured 'Variations', 'Bill and Debbie's Bondage News', and 'Justine'. Oh how happy the monster was when she brought it the 'Story of O'.
In college the girl got pretty. She kissed the boys, trying to imitate the passion she saw in movies. The monster snickered. The girl thought maybe was a lez, so she kissed a girl. The monster howled.
One day, the girl met an older man. He knew right away she had a monster because he had one, too! His monster adored her monster; they loved playing together. But the girl watched her monster playing and was horrified. She locked her monster in a cage and ran away as fast as she could.
"Let me OUT!" the monster screamed, shaking the bars.
Years passed. The girl became a woman; her monster became a Beast. She tried so many things to satiate it: booze, reefer, workaholism, extreme sports. She peeked into the cage.
"Fuck you," the Beast said thickly, "I'm still here."
One fine spring day, the Beast asked ever so politely if it could watch people playing.
"Real people, really playing," the Beast said, "Then I promise to get right back into my cage and be quiet."
What harm could there be in that? the woman thought. It went so well. It satisfied the Beast for quite a while... but not forever of course. Soon the Beast wanted to come out again. And why not? The woman was learning that her Beast was fun; a riot actually.
"Come on," the Beast whispered in her ear, "This guy just wants to swat you. Try it one time, just so you know. For once and for all."
A month later it was a belt.
"Get back in your cage," the woman begged, eyes tearing, pussy dripping.
"Right!" the Beast laughed.
"Well, at least I tried," the woman whispered, dropping to her knees.
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Every time a married dom writes to me, an angel in heaven is fisted. |
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I like to read over my last journal entry. It's kind of like masturbating when I'm too lazy to get off. Geeez, was I taking things seriously on April Fool's Day. Quite the sage, Yodamarket..."truly wonderful the slap of the face is". |
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Submission is not the gift. That's like saying blue eyes or brown eyes are a gift; it's just the way you are. Power, however, is conferred. To whom do you grant the power? That is the gifting. |
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Seriously, If I had a dollar for every one for every one of these?...I'd have, like, 6 or 7 dollars now:
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Do you seek Christian ownership |
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I'm having a Block Party! It's going to be a blast. Who's invited? All of the rude dominate(sic) McToolboxes that I've BLOCKED on CollarMe. I'm pretty laid back and it takes a lot to get me to hit that "block" button. Kind of like using my horn, I never want to lay on it, I just sort of tap my horn as if to say, "Um, excuse me, you're veering into my lane and I'm running into a ditch, sorry to bother you beep" I actually make hesitation clicks on the block button, should I? shouldn't I? Well, he called my grandmother a c*nt, so I guess that's a Blocking Issue. In any case, hope to see you there! |
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From my hacked profile at (I thought it was great)
i am kajira slave. am looking for great master, serious, honest.. very good careing without condition master, a man that want life contract slave, BDSM relationship, with the eventual possibility for a BDSM style friends with benefits . I've been in the lifestyle for 5years before my mum stop me for long because she sicked, but now she is past away and am so free to going back in slave style now. There is a lot out there that i haven't tried but hope to change that as times goes by. Life is as chaotic as always, but its always good to make new friends and maybe new connections, any relationship starts with friendship, which takes time to build. I seek a very proper, professional man with powerful fetish. He should know what he wants in little slave like me know if you have interesting me and send me more about you and all what you need from me.. am here to give you all what you want in life stylea and be honest and trust slave with you... i will serve you for 24/7 life style i am not a fully member you can leave me your email or phone number so i can text you
Till i hear from you back.
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Safewords (rehashed)
Thank god for this site. I learned that I was being a pervert INCORRECTLY. The brutes that liked me never told me I was supposed to have a SAFEWORD. Thinking back, they were a bunch of control freaks. I just took a seminar at U of M (University of Masochism) and now know how to play CORRECTLY. We ALL know these safewords, but here is the updated list. Hope it helps.
Red: Stop
Yellow: Easy there
Green: Have you started yet?
Here are the NEW universal safewords:
Blue: Hit a little over to the Left
Purple: Hit a little over to the Right
Mauve: Hit lower
Celedon: Hit higher
Magenta: I have an itch on my back
Orange: I'm thirsty; get me a glass of water
Brown: With ice, you idiot
Beige: I'm bored; do something else
Pink: Lick my pussy, Master
Fuschia: Ohhh yesss, lick it, Master right there mmmmmmmmmm
Burgundy:Forget it. Get my vibrator.
Black: Master, will you get the oil changed in my car?
White: Time for my aftercare! It was a pleasure serving you, Sir.
I hope these are a help to all of us, Masters and subs, to stick within the proper BDSM guidelines.
Comments from Alt:
Quoting KindAzMstr
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"This is an interesting guideline. Though, I'd like to think that in my passionate endevors, that I've taken the time to fully learn the what my slave/lover/sub is desiring from me. As well as, communicating my own desires. This is the only way to fully enjoy eachother.
But, doesn't look too bad for something that needs to be copy/pasted and memorized.....lol......I'm totally glad it has assisted you though."
Another comment:
"You obviously have no idea what this woman wants. She wants a rock that she can mold herself around. She wants someone that would laugh at her safeword. "I say, I say, it's a joke son", to quote Foghorn Leghorn.
Black..change the oil in my car. hahahaha!!! Tie an oil filter wrench to one nipple and an oil pan wrench to the other, then toss her naked under the car. Thats what she wants."
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I ran into one of these today. I missed the part in the bible where Jesus wants to put clothespins on my nipples.
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Ephesians 5:22–24
22 Wives, submit yourselves to your own husbands as you do to the Lord. 23 For the husband is the head of the wife as Christ is the head of the church, his body, of which he is the Savior. 24 Now as the church submits to Christ, so also wives should submit to their husbands in everything. Any one Real here i need a true sub or slave to serve me for long term and real time.
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About this "PonyPlay". What are you thinking? You're going to have me in pony gear and I pull you around in cart? Do you stuff me with hay, try to turn me into a Clydesdale, the BBW of the Ponyplay world, for bragging rights? What if something spooks me, like a bee, and I take off running wildly? Someone's not getting excited, Lord DarkHorseBoringEverybody. |
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Massage (Getting) (Expert)
Expert, you say? At "getting a massage"? Why, I got my Master's Degree in that! Yup. Some of the courses I took:
1) Just Laying There 101
2) Screaming when Oil is Too Hot
3) Moaning in a disgusting way
4) How to Never, EVER break wind 101 and 102
5) Try not to reciprocate - Seminar
6) Aristotle poses: "Is falling asleep rude?"
7) Advanced Expert Massage Getting: Secretly eating a pizza
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I have an endless fascination with profiles, people, and how they try to market themselves. Tonight, this profile wins all the awards for the all time greatest profile barf ever. Behold: Look at his HIGH standards and values:
"If you are now wondering what such-an-experienced Dom does NOT do... I will elaborate... NO SNUFF (Death)... No dismemberment... No disfigurement (Use of acids, knives etc.) No beating intended to remove the skin down to the bare muscle... No encasement (In a chimney tile, then sprayed with insulation to immobilize you.)... No injections of foreign substances (especially Insulin)... No use of drugs (ingested or injected)... No water-boarding... No ingestion of foriegn substances (especially feces or urine), or any other use of body excrements... No removal of finger or toe nails... No Children... and No animals..."
Oh. My. GOD. The zinger is his amazing control and powerful stance on shoving someone down a chimney. Ah, the old Santa torture, so often a dealbreaker. All men on this sight should use this as a template for catching subs. Why look..."NO SNUFF (Death)." Well, what's the point of hooking up, dude? And if I can't count on having my finger and toenails pulled off, what good is the "scene"? Luckily he doesn't say anything about pouring gasoline all over a sub and lighting her on fire, while singing "Everything's coming up roses and marigolds" in an Ethel Merman outfit. Or tossing subs out of speeding Trans Ams while blaring "Eye of the Tiger". So, there's hope.
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Take a number, ladies:
"From: TOTAL TORTURER of Germany:
Females are made and born for TORTURE; it should be their fate for all as long as they live. But the best way to introduce females to that fate is to take and torture them when they are young, IF they have good assets and female features already. So (adult) teens or in the early twenties females should be ready to become torture-meat in real life as soon as they can give their flesh to sadists. But this goes for females of any ages too. They should be ready to change their present life for a life of pain and agony and have the courage to assume that fate! If you agree with that, get in touch with me:"
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PS: If someone can tell me how to change my background from purple to white
I'd greatly appreciate it.
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This email today:
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Then THIS in his profile:
WARNING***Any institutions or individuals using this site or any of its' associated sites for studies or projects, or any other institutions or individuals-You DO NOT have permission to use any of my profile or pictures in any form of forum both current and future. If you have or do, it will be considered a violation of my privacy andwill be subject to legal ramifications. It is recommended that other members post a similar notice to this or you may copy and paste this one.
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"God knows I usually go to Chicago for my Meat and Beats but this guy was a "Doctor" and I needed some Oxycotin. Plus I hadn't eaten in hours. I heard about this ungodly expensive restaurant called "Les Miserables" and thought, "Nummy nummy in the tummy". In my sexiest voice I said, "Don't forget the handcuffs and the prescription pad, Master." I got the menu and basically did my grocery shopping for the week, taking the bulk of it home in doggie bags. Over candlelight, he said he wanted to cut a hole in my pantyhose and drill me through it. I took a shrimp fork and flung it into his forehead for emphasis as I screamed "RED! HARD LIMIT! This is $40 Wolford hosiery sent to me by GirlinSF who thinks I'm a freaking hick." So the tab comes. He looks at it. Turns it upside down. Turns it over. Looks around. Starts patting his breast pockets as if he forgot his wallet. I'm flossing my teeth and staring down some ho who's looking at me. He goes, "Hey, um, I don't think I have enough money." I say, "How unfortunate, I don't think I have enough lube." |
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Once upon a time, there was a nice little girl who had a bad little monster hidden inside of her. The monster liked to hear any stories about torture, rape, penal colonies, and even African American slavery.
"Oh look," adults said, "she's a Civil War buff, how darling." Grown-ups would give the girl books to encourage her interest in history.
"The bloody battles aren't too bad," the monster said, bored.
The monster grew as the girl grew. She would feed her monster snacks, trying to keep it quiet. The monster devoured 'Variations', 'Bill and Debbie's Bondage News', and 'Justine'. Oh how happy the monster was when she brought it the 'Story of O'.
In college the girl got pretty. She kissed the boys, trying to imitate the passion she saw in movies. The monster snickered. The girl thought maybe was a lez, so she kissed a girl. The monster howled.
One day, the girl met an older man. He knew right away she had a monster because he one too! His monster adored her monster; they loved playing together. But the girl watched her monster playing and was horrified. She locked her monster in a cage and ran away as fast as she could.
"Let me OUT!" the monster screamed, shaking the bars.
Years passed. The girl became a woman; her monster became a Beast. She tried so many things to satiate it: booze, weed, workaholism, extreme sports. She peeked into the cage.
"Fuck you," the Beast said thickly, "I'm still here."
One fine spring day, the Beast asked ever so politely if it could watch people playing.
"Real people, really playing," the Beast said, "Then I promise to get right back into my cage and be quiet."
What harm could there be in that? the woman thought. It went so well. It satisfied the Beast for quite a while... but not forever of course. Soon the Beast wanted to come out again. And why not? The woman was learning that her Beast was a fun; a riot actually.
"Come on," the Beast whispered in her ear, "This guy just wants to swat you. Try it one time, just so you know. For once and for all."
A month later it was a belt.
"Get back in your cage," the woman begged, eyes tearing, pussy dripping.
"Right!" the Beast laughed.
"Well, at least I tried," the woman whispered, dropping to her knees. |
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Yo, Egomaniacs! Do you honestly think someone with my somewhat acceptable IQ, looks, and personality NEEDS to date a married guy? It's MARRIED BY DEFAULT. Scoot, scoot. |
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I apologize for those I haven't responded to yet. Women are kind of bogged down on this site. There are so many kind, quality men and I feel bad that many are slipping through the cracks. I'm truly looking for a friend in my immediate area. I wish everybody the best in their journies. -meat |
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Hey! No I don't want to "chat" on Yahoo. |
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I can't relocate. Sadly. And with that, I hope everybody has a great week and finds what they're looking for. |
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We have a contender:
"hello you fuckslut whore i want your picture NOW " |
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Send me 50 more emails like this:
"send me your photos slut and i mean now "
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