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odalisque
Mine is a more traditional, even romantic, approach to D/s. I find that terms like odalisque, concubine, courtesan, and even geisha fire my imagination. If you feel the same, we probably have a lot in common. |
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Beyond the Internet
It is odd meeting and getting to know people in the D/s lifestyle over the Internet. Not that I am critical of the technology or of the quality of people I meet. So far, I have met quite a few interesting people and it is certainly a powerful tool.
When asked, I tell people that what draws me to D/s is the profound sense of intimacy and trust developed between a Dominant and submissive; a Master and his slave, and this is true. But what also draws me and excites me are the more tactile and sensory aspects of a submissive in service and captivity.
I love the scent of a restrained submissive, the personal atar of her perfume mixing with her body chemistry, the civet musk of her arousal, or even stench of her sweat from nervous anticipation or the result of a session of discipline or a corporal nature. The taste of her tears. The thought of a beautiful submissive restrained and displayed for my entertainment in elegant or perhaps grotesque bindings fires my imagination.
These are the things I long for beyond the initial electronic introductions and chitchat. Perhaps there is someone else out there who feels the same. |
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Age
I guess I should consider myself lucky. I started exploring my interest in D/s in my junior year of college when I was in my early 20's. My girlfriend at the time, beryl, was into reading erotica. In fact, there was a womens erotica reading group on campus -- I went to a very liberal liberal arts college. We used to read out loud to each other in bed.
One night we started reading "The Story of O" which significantly altered the nature of our relationship, as you can well imagine. I have been exploring my interest in D/s ever since, on and off, for about 20 years. Our mutual discovery in our complementry interest in D/s was significant, because at the time there were no chatrooms or blogs and the internet was in its infancy.
My main concern was that the woman I was dating, of whom I had great affection, might think I was sick for being aroused by the thought of tying her up. Conversely, she was concerned that I might be repulsed by her for having the complimetry desire of being restrained. Furthermore, she struggled with her collegiate sense of feminism and her desire to be a submissive. It was an extraordinary feeling of liberation when we realized our desires and intentions towards each other -- and acted on them.
Since then, beryl and I have gone our separate ways. She has continued to pursue her passsion for D/s and entered into an extended period of formal indentured servitude to a Dominant couple in the Arizona. I have continued to explore my interest in D/s and have been fortunate to do so with a few very special women. Some discovered their interest at an older age and a few at a younger age.
At the risk of sounding like a dirty old man, I did have the opportunity and pleasure of introducing 21 year old to the lifestyle while she was 14 years my junior. |
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Wednesday; Valley slave girl
I have discovered that there are those people who take their interest in Domination and submission quite seriously. Actually, I hesitate to use the term interest because in a particular case I am quite familiar with it went quite beyond a mere interest.
Once while attending a commercial photography program in southern California I met a very attractive young waitress, Wednesday, in a diner-esque restaurant. It was one of those eateries that tried to approximate a retro 50's-style diner but was peddling $20 salmon burgers.
We started an innocuous friendly exchange where I informed her that I was a student at the local photoraphy program and that I would like to photograph her for my developing portfolio. She, in turn, was impressed that I was attending the aforementioned program and informed me that she was actually not a waitress (I actualy believe there are no waiters or waitresses in al of Los Angeles); that was merely her day job and she was trying break into acting and fetish modeling. We exchanged information and shortly, thereafter, scheduled our first shoot together. As it turned out, we enjoyed working with each and scheduled several subsequent photo shoots together; both on location and in the studios provided by the school.
She had no qualms about modeling in the nude, semi-nude and in fetish wear. She had the most beautiful alabaster complexion, flawless skin which she adorned with the most delicate tattoos. Not only was it a pleasure to work with her, she was an hard-working and sensual model, but it was a pleasure to just look at her. At this point you may have guessed that I fell a little in love with her. But she did have a boyfriend and soon she was engaged.
Towards the end of my program we were given final portfolio projects where we had to develop a theme and exhaustively exploring it photographically. I wanted to do something that was really different and explicit since it was a final project. I discussed the project with Wednesday, as we had become friends and she was one of my preferred models at this point. During our discussion I let it be known that I had an interest in Domination and submission. She in turn, informed me that she had had a similar "interest" and, in fact, she had been the indentured slave to a noted Master in Los Angeles. Furthermore, she had served him for three years.
The direction of the project excited us both. She was quite familiar with places to rent fetish and bondage wear. It became evident that it was a world that she was quite steeped in, or at least, had been. She even arranged the use of some dungeons as a background. Wednesday orchestrated an exciting and dark world of Dominance and submission for me to explore in. It is fair to say she became a sort of dark muse and guide - now collared, often corseted. But at what price?
Unbeknownst to me, this was a world that she had escaped once. In fact, a lifestyle disapproved by her financ?nd her family. But the photoshoots were hypnotic. Where she had once been a hardworking and dedicated model she was now slavish. She had been reclaimed by this world.
I am not sure if she left her fianc?r he left her but the engagement was over. Evidently, she was reclaimed by her former Master and for all I know she resides in his dungeon in LA.
I went to see her after I finished my program and before I left LA for good. It was like visiting hours at some medieval penitentiary - she an erotic inmate. Actually not so much like an erotic inmate but a beautiful exotic animal. I found Wednesday reclined in a small hanging cage made of steel bars. She was beautifully made-up and equisitely manicured and pedicured and, of course, elegantly collared. We visited for a little bit. I confessed that I felt responsible for returning her to this lifestyle. She said that in truth, I was probably partially responsible but that this is who she was. I fed her an orange through the bar of the cage - feeding time. It was one of the most erotic experiences I have ever had.
When it came time for me to leave, she was let out of her steel prison for one last farewell embrace. While I held her, she whispered in my ear that her new Master had granted me permission to either f*ck her brains out or have her whipped in front of me. I considered these offers but declined. A stool was provided and I helped her back into her hanging prison and locked the door of the cage. Almost as an after thought, I kissed her for the first time through the bars of the cage. It was not the most passionate kiss but it was definitely one of the sweetest.
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This is the fourth time my profile has be erased and it is getting a little old. I had som many clever things that I wrote about myself in the last couple of profile, as well as, short essays my views on Dominanceand submission and about past experiences in my journal. |
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