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Blessed be,
Cyn
U is not a word. At least, not in English. If *you* think that "i want 2 serve u" is a proper sentence, we have nothing to talk about. That being said... you don't need permission to read my profile... that's what it's here for... *smile*
A quick note to those taking the time to read my full profile... Thank you. I would like to drop each of you a private note, but I simply don't have the time. Please know that I wish you happiness and success on your journey, where ever your path may take you.
Hello,
Friends call me Cyn. I am a Black (with a few other things) Woman living in Europe. I have an interest in many things not limited to simply/only WIITWD (What it is that we do), and what brought most of us to this site.
I am married, but my husband is not active in this lifestyle/scene/WIITWD or whatever you wish to call it. While I am working on a cease fire at home, I am mainly looking for like minded people to talk to. If I find someone to serve me, fantastic. However, that is not my main reason for being here...
The fact that I want to chat does NOT however mean that you are to contact me with your bits in your hand. Nor does it impress me when you attempt to tell me you are serving me by sticking things up your backside. Let's be honest, that serves no one but you... LOL.
IF however you are interested in having an intelligent conversation about WIITWD... what drives us... why we are wired the way we are, then feel free to say hello.
I am mainly interested in service oriented submissives and slaves. Though I consider myself a Sadist and embrace RACK more than SSC. SSC is a nice, safe bit of fluff that I trot out when I talk to nilla friends, but honestly... there is very little sane about some of the things we like to do. LOL Not to say they aren't fun... but sane... that's a stretch *grin*.
If you wish to discuss music, leather, art, floggers, silk, chains, movies, single tails, velvet, riding crops, barefoot walks on beaches, TPE, blue jeans,riding crops, video games, service, books, back rubs, kimonos, or my love of traveling, but my fear of flying, or a host of other topics, say hello.
Oh I must say that if you honestly think "what would you do to me next, Mistress?" can't be seen as the loosely veiled attempt at cyber play that it is; or you think that "hw r u?" is actually a valid sentence; or you believe that you are worthless, lowly, a worm, or any other such nonsense, please, don't waste my time or yours.
If you wish to talk about life, the world, pride in your service/submission, and how service to another can, and does complete you, say hello.
I am NOT however looking to cyber with you. I am NOT looking for on-line submissives at this time (honestly, that is just frustrating and a time sink for Me.) I am NOT looking for anyone to serve me in Denmark, as tempting as that offer is. I do NOT play/train in DK (make note of the part of the profile where it says husband not in the Lifestyle... ).
If we like one another, there is the possibility of shared thoughts over a cup of tea or... but that would be after I get to know you, and you get to know me.
So for now... I know, just friends. How very boring...
Though keep in mind... my submissives and my slave are also my friends *smile*.
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I've been rereading old journal entries... LOL
I really do know the difference between too, to, two, there, they're, their, etc.; LOL
I guess time away helps one see clearly.
OH but no matter what kind of rush I'm in, or how tired I am "U" still isn't a word!
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Anyone have any suggestions on how to change the formatting on here so that it does NOT appear as if I am trying to communicate with the MIR Space Station?
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Sometimes you just can't make this shit up... My life has been a series of ups and downs the last two weeks... in fact a tremendous and wonderful HIGH was followed by the Universe smacking Me with a gigantic low... can't let Me be too happy for long... I might get spoiled. *wry smile* Though... SHE has seen fit to grant My wishes, and all is right with the world again... though I could have done without that particular scare ...
anyway...
While I've been musing on the absurdity of the world, I get this in my in box... Mind you, the ID is distinctly female, though the poster is supposed to be male, and lists his ethnicity as Native American... ummm hmmm, not so much.
From: ID changed to protect the not so bright...
Dated: 5/1/11 10:18 AM
*** The sender of this message has triggered our bulk content filter and has been prevented from sending additional messages at this time. We place these limits on our messaging system to prevent abuse and maintain the quality of our online community. You should not conclude that this user is fake or illegitimate merely because they have triggered the filter. ***
*** The sender of this message has triggered our bulk content filter and has been prevented from sending additional messages at this time. We place these limits on our messaging system to prevent abuse and maintain the quality of our online community. You should not conclude that this user is fake or illegitimate merely because they have triggered the filter. ***
hello mistress ı am good educational person. ı graduate from university. ı am manager of one company.
ı like dominant fantasies.ı like needles and all types of dominant game. ı am 32 years old.
ı want to find dominant girlfriend.and to be her slave for long time. so what she said ı will do that.what she want she can do on me. ı am living in turkey.
ı want to take session from you.
ı want real session.
my MSN: pianistblahblahblah@yadayada.com best regards
He's educational all right... reminds Me (as if I had forgotten) what I DO NOT WANT. Honestly... how flattering. you've sent around the same spam so many times, to so many different people that you set of the flippen' spam filters! On COLLAR me! Now, I'm no rocket scientist... but I have a sneaking suspicion that this particular achievement takes real talent!
Cyn... still thinking that the Universe is fucking with her... but it forgets that I fuck back. |
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It's been a long time... too long... but something has made Me just HAVE to ask...
How many e-mails does one have to send to trigger the COLLAR ME spam bot into action??? Now, I understand that submissives often need to cast their net far and wide in order to find someone who will even reply to them... that can be for several reasons, I know that if someone hasn't read My profile, and are just spinning out their own fantasy yarn, I'm slow to bother responding to them. HOWEVER... perhaps you are casting a bit TOO far and TOO wide if THIS is the first thing I see when I open your e-mail!:
*** The sender of this message has triggered our bulk content filter and has been prevented from sending additional messages at this time. We place these limits on our messaging system to prevent abuse and maintain the quality of our online community. You should not conclude that this user is fake or illegitimate merely because they have triggered the filter. ***
Someone PLEASE tell Me how many women it takes to trigger the spam bot so that I know how many other Dominas I'll be fighting to claim this *quality* Cypriot stud muffin! LOL
Thank the cute little Greek Cypriot sissy maid for one thing though... I'm Baaaaaaccccckkkk!
Considered yourselves warned, darlings.
Kisses and whip licks,
Cyn |
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The Nescafe generation or How to get past Veruca Salt Syndrome...
I want an “X”… I need a “Y”… and I want and need it NOWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!
It’s all about the instant gratification, baby… and I wanted it yesterday, and it’s a whole day later! Why don’t I have it yet… I want it NOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!
Well, that’s all well and good… but what have you done to find/get X or Y?
I pop over to your profile to get a look at who it is that wants so badly… needs so desperately… hmm… it’s often either blank, or filled out with kink, the whole kink, and nothing BUT the kink, so help me DOG! There is nothing about you as a person… nothing about who you are beyond the “I want… I need…” You know, that’s great for fantasy, but not much good for anything beyond hit it, and quit it. I don’t want to just know what you do when you have your kink on… I want to know what you do when you have your clothes on… when you are using your brain to run something besides your crotch.
If there is a profile it’s often weighted down with poor spelling, and net shorthand. I shouldn’t need a decoder ring folks to try to figure out what it is you say you need! Now please, gentle reader, don’t get me wrong… I am FAR from perfect, and I’m the first person to admit it. However, since I know I am not perfect, I freely admit that spell checker is my FRIEND! (Most of the time anyway). You’ve got one chance to make a first impression… do you really want them to think that you can’t spell the very thing you claim to want and need so badly?
Unless you happen to be one of those people that just falls into relationships… finding what you say you want, and or need is going to take some work. You are going to have to put some effort into it. Put together a decent profile… chat, participate, comment, ask questions, get to know us, and let us, get to know you. Better yet, if you are in an area with an active community, polish yourself up, put on a smile, and get yourself to a local munch.
Yes I am *GASP* suggesting that you step out into the real time world… don’t give me that about being shy… we all were at one point, or at the very least, hesitant. I don’t want to hear about how you’re just a newbie… guess what, we were all new at one point. Don’t just talk about it… don’t just dream it… screw up your courage, walk into a munch, or a meeting, stick out your hand and say “Hi, my name is_____ and you are?”
But nah… you would rather join a site and post a quick GIMME. It doesn’t matter if you word it nicely, or sweetly, or sternly, it’s still a GIMME. You haven’t done anything to earn it yet, but you still seem to expect it. Once your GIMME request isn’t honored, you start posting about how your mythical X or Y hasn’t been dropped on your face, or in your lap yet. How there is no one real… or good… and how it’s all a waste of time because you haven’t gotten it NOWWWW!!!!!
Here’s a suggestion… spend a little less time complaining about what you don’t have, and put some of that energy into finding what you hope to have. No really… it is work for all of us to find what we seek… our sympathy will go further, if folks see you have been putting in an effort. And constant whining is not considered effort… not by the majority of us, if posts on various sites are anything to go by.
So, my not so humble suggestion for finding that which you seek? Work for it. Stop stamping your foot, pouting, and expecting someone to give it to you just because you demanded it, or wished for it. Very rarely in life do we get what we want in an instant, just by saying GIMME… finding a relationship within what it is that we do, is really no different.
Good luck… now GIMME a few more good submissives… I’ve earned them! *wink* |
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I am once again blessed by the Universe... part 3
San Francisco and Sunnyvale were filled with fun, frolic, sun, and sickness... I was however NOT going to let the last slow me down! Besides, after some boiled ginger and honey and I was right as rain again... not sure if it cured my cold, or simply scared the HELL out of it! LOL Either way, I had no time to be sick (or so I thought) I had a bunny to attend to!
Early morning flight from San Fran to Seattle... I see so little of the bunny, I am willing to take an early morning flight, just too spend as much time with him as possible. But early flight means earlier return of the car... AFTER stopping to get gas, and instructing the nice boy at the filling station how cash registers work... he was new, and flustered, and I've worked retail. Both he and his manger seemed thankful that I could explain it to him quickly, with a smile on my face, and not bite his head off because I was stressing about catching the flight! Car returned, on the tram, and an impatient ride to the terminal that houses Virgin America. Dash to the counter, and thrilled that they can get me and my bags on the plane still. Well me anyway, the bags were iffy, but hey, I have clothes in Seattle... just get ME there!
I get to customs/ID check and it dawns on me... I have no idea WHERE my Passport is! No, seriously... I don't know! I haven't seen it in days! I frantically start digging in my bag, and asking what else I can use as an ID... Did you know that your AAA cards works as an ID? LOL It does when you use it along with a Danish License, and an International License. LOL AAA to the rescue once again!
I get to the gate with not a moment to spare, and have never been so happy to have paid extra for a first class ticket... my first time EVER. Yogurt, muesli and fresh fruit for breakfast, along with a banana muffin and tea, and a chair that gave a gentle lumbar massage... ahhh nice way to spend a two hour flight! Little did I know I would need that destressing action later! LOL
I get to the airport before the bunny, so decide to get the rental... remember the missing passport? Well... seems this particular rental company wants to see my passport for ID... forget the fact that I just got through security with 3 perfectly good, if not strange forms of ID, they want a passport! That or I have to go get a receipt to prove that I am leaving the country again at some date... WTF.
While I am figuring all this out, the bunny is on route. Seeing as how the car thing won't get settled at this moment, I decide to meet him at his gate... would have helped if I had remembered the correct airline! D'OH! I call him and we begin a game of Marco... Polo...
I can tell you that laying eyes on him once again melted every bit of stress away (at least for that moment.) His smile was bright, and he had dressed up just for me... wearing a lovely purple dress shirt and tie... purrrrrrrrr. That first hug, after so long away, just wiped away everything around me... for that moment it was just he and I in a world of our own. Cars, passports, and all the other silliness could just wait. I had my bunny back!
A kiss, and a "hello my Owner" brought another smile to my face. A hug, and then we were off... there was a car to sort. I made sure to walk just a little in front of him... wanted to give him a good view GRIN. Receipt obtained, car sorted, and we were on our way to the Hotel Andra. Andra is a lovely hotel on 4th and Stuart in Seattle and I can HIGHLY recommend it! Centrally located, and staffed by friendly folks. The room was nice, the bed was enormous, and lots of room to swing! GRIN
Friday afternoon we played a little and cuddled... Friday night we met Tiger for dinner at The Little Red Studio
, went back to our place and played a little more OK... a lot more... so many toys, so little time.
Saturday we played, went for a walk, and then went to orientation at CSPC
. We were met there by my Blue Haired Beauty. We were going to try to get back for the play party that evening, as we had other friends we wanted to meet, but I got a chill I couldn't shake, and once we dropped off the Beauty, it was back to the hotel for me, and some much needed cuddling, and pampering from the bunny. He makes such a good nurse... I need to get him an outfit. EVIL GRIN
Sunday found me not great, but we had plans to meet friends to watch the Colts/Seahawks game... GO TEAM! Since I insisted on going, the bunny made sure to get me up early so I didn't need to rush and stress... after being bathed by him, it was a leisurely drive to Everett to see friends...
The look of SHOCK on their faces was PRICELESS!!! As they kept stammering about wait, you're early, I just laughed and pointed at the bunny! Everyone should have a bunny time piece grin Takes a lickin, and keeps on tickin!
The game was good... well good for the Colts, bad for the Seahawks... we hung out in Everett for the day, and I have so much stuff at my girlfriends house that I rented a storage unit in her basement! LOL The bunny put the storage closet I bought together, while I sorted the stuff I was going to leave behind. We then went out for Mexican place at a fun spot that does things like drop rubber spiders from the ceiling... funny. Back to the hotel, and a bit of snuggling.
Monday the bunny had to work, so I had breakfast at Lola's and then walked to Pike's Place Market... fish throwing... FUN! Lot of window shopping, but no buying... remember, I have a storage unit of stuff now! LOL Monday night was more playing, and more cuddling... goodness! I needed a damn sjambok to finally BRUISE that boy! LOL but he does look WONDERFUL in PURPLE!
Tuesday he had to work again, and I'm glad I got a late start to the day since he was finished early. We took a walk to Pikes Place Market, did some site seeing, bought some more shrimp (had cocktail sauce left the day before) and spent the evening in eating, cuddling and playing... mmmmm cuddling.
Wednesday had him returning home, and me taking him to the airport... I was good, because I was tempted to kidnap him! As always...
From there on the days are kind of a blur!... I saw my Blue Haired Babe several times... yes, the one from Fringe, she lives in Seattle... YEAH, lucky ME! We did dinner a few times, and went to a cool Ren and Fantasy Faire in Enumclaw WA. Went Dancing Saturday night with my friends, and in general had a great, but fast paced few days in WA.
Headed back to Denmark on 13th... flight from hell, but got a chance to meet a VERY lovely boy in The Netherlands. he's a real sweetie... and I'm glad I made the time to see him.
It's now the 15th and I've been back one whole day... getting ready to go to the movies to see "Up" in 3D.
While there are things about DK I love, this trip has cemented something for me... They say home is where the heart is... well, as crazy as it can be, the US will always be Home.
P.S. For anyone insterested... there are pictures on ... *grin* Same ID as here...
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I am once again blessed by the Universe... part 2
Note I will not mention folks by name, unless they wish me to... you know who you are... smile Let me know if you want me to name you, and I will.... I also won't go into the fine toothed details, like the muppet at the M/s conference who just proved exactly what I DO NOT want in someone serving me... I will try to be detailed, but unless I get clearance, some things will just be vague... now...
2008 was the first year I had attended Fringe, and some of the fab folks I met there are the reason I am even on (yes, blame them... grin). I went to Fringe and I kept getting asked, "who are you on ?"... So many neat people asked the same question that I figured I had to check out this thing...
Fringe last year was fantastic, even if I didn't play, so I decided to attend again this year. For 2009 the fine folks at smOdyssey
pulled together a great conference at a fab hotel! The Domain
has huge beds that will sleep 3 comfortably... but wait, I am getting ahead of myself there.
Thursday there was a meet and greet and I had a great time catching up with friends I knew and meeting new folks as well. I got to meet a lovely Domina I have spoken with on line, and her smile and laugh were SPARKLING. I got to meet a total new person whose personality was as warm and welcoming as her ample bosom (wait, did I say that out loud... never mind) One of the people I also met was a very nice young man from Oakland... as we sat around in the lobby chatting, the laughs from our merry little band of mischief makers was free flowing... enough so that we eventually got shooed out of the lobby! LOL... I will say he was the only staff member that seemed at all phased by us all weekend, and I would recommend The Domain completely!
Anyway... as we sat and chatted I noticed that Oakland boy was sleepy... since it's a good hour plus drive from the hotel to Oakland, I offered to let him crash in my room. He then thanked me, but pointed out that he had taken a vow of celibacy two weeks earlier, so it would be strictly platonic...
After I finished laughing, and pointing out how it was more than a little presumptuous on his part to imagine I wanted anything else, I and the rest of the ladies in attendance went about pointing out what a mistake it was for him to take such a vow before coming to FRINGE! After we got him to blush 6 ways to Sunday, and got shooed out of the lobby it was time to get some sleep... or at least try to anyway.
Ummmm good thing I can function on 2 hours sleep... LOL. We were up all night talking about this, that, the other thing, and all the things in between... plus, he's a good cuddler, which I believe still falls into that parameters of his vow... but yea, 2 hours sleep... and he still had to go to work! WOOF! Ahhh YOUTH!
Friday... registration... and someone says hey, do you have a little time to volunteer? Hmmm... me... volunteer... LOL. I ended up volunteering for registration, 2 door shifts at the dungeon, and 2 clean up shifts at the dungeon, and was class gopher for the CBT class (that was fun) yes, I do tend to jump in with both feet when needed. LOL OH and I was pleasantly surprised when I found out that there was a nice discount for volunteers... hey folks, if you can't afford an event, look into volunteering, not only do you get to help out, but it can help your wallet as well. GRIN I did it because they needed help... the discount just made it so I felt better about the money I was spending with the vendors GRIN.
Friday classes, dinner, play party (were I worked the door and did clean up) oh, and I think I beat the Oakland boy a bit that night too... ah... the fun of cute little switches. GRIN. I had a GREAT time with them women at the front door, including a Blue Haired Beauty I have become fast friends with. KISSES LOVE We laughed, signed folks in... and had great pleasure in stamping people with the cute little hand stamps... Crisco was a personal fave, though all of us had a WTF moment when we saw it the first time!
The play parties, and some of the classes were held at Edges. If you are in the Bay Area I highly recommend getting to know the folks at this space... the energy was great, and if I were local, I would be a member.
The night was fun, and casual. The play was unexpected, and at the end of the evening my little Oakland boy crashed with me again... ahhh youth... good thing I don't need much sleep! LOL
Saturday was more classes, including the nifty CBT class that I gophered for. And a play party that evening... there I got to do door and clean up again... and also play a bit with to lovely people! My little Oakland boy, and my Blue Haired Beauty... both unexpected, but very very welcome. By the time I got back to the room I was bushed, and just happy to sleep and cuddle... well... cuddle anyway... sleep is for the weak it seems! LOL
Sunday and Folsom Street Fair. My new roomie was also bus slut for one trip, so I knew I would meet him again. I also had made fast friends with another Domme and she was sharing the room as well. After having breakfast we hopped out to find we were catching the last bus to the fair... YIPPEE!
She and I met Oakland, and then we 3 ran in to the Blue Haired Beauty... good thing to since, for whatever reason the heat and I were not agreeing and if not for her, I'm certain I would be much worse the wear, and not telling such a happy tale. Heat stroke is NOT fun! She made sure I stayed hydrated, went looking for our other 2 companions when we got separated, and made sure that I had something to eat and drink as the day wore on. Thank you sweetie, you are a life saver!
After spending the day at the fair in sun, heat and nudity we caught the last bus back to Sunnyvale, and she made sure that I was well taken care of at that evenings farewell gathering. I couldn't have asked for a better nurse... the fact that she was a cutie helped immensely GRIN.
Sunday night proved that 3 people could sleep in my bed fairly comfortably and with how I was feeling, sleep it was. Though I will say some early morning cuddling pretty much made sure his vow was once and for all, KAPUT. He got a do over later... and I got my official Cougar Merit Badge... I love vacation! LOL
Monday was check out, hugs all around, the exchange of phone numbers, and I had to laugh when someone asked him how his vow was going 'Spending a weekend with this woman? EPIC FAIL'
ROTFLMAO... Chaos, mayhem and corruption... ahhhhh MY work here is DONE!
Off to San Fran to spend four days on a friends sofa and air mattress trying to shake a pending cold. I guess one can't run on just 2 hours sleep every day for a week... LOL But damn it was fun trying! I didn't do anything in San Fran but recover, and spend time with my girlfriend, and her girlfriend. And you know what? It was all good. Sometimes it's not about what I'm doing, but what I'm not. Besides... I needed my strength. I was heading to Seattle to see the bunny, and catch up with friends. I was going to need to be in top form, I had new toys from Fringe to try out. LOL. I bought an authentic sjambok, and won a set of sounds... I had PLANS!
To be continued...
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I am once again blessed by the Universe... our story so far:
OK... so... Land in Boston on September 1st, then to Baltimore. Baltimore to Boston, Boston to Connecticut, then to New York for the Ren Faire. When I go to the faire I stay in Mahwah NJ. It's 20 minutes from the fair and the Hilton there is REALLY NICE, and inexpensive. The Faire is in Tuxedo NY, in Sterling Forest and is wonderful! I love it, and make it back every year. I highly recommend it... and for me it's fun to find the kink, and alt friendly folks while there. grin
NJ/NY leads back to CT for a quick goodbye, then to Boston for one more night. Dropped off the car, and took the opportunity to walk around Faneuil Hall Marketplace and downtown Boston, something I hadn't done in YEARS. And ya know you have good friends when they are willing to come by at O'Dark are you OUT YOUR MIND in the morning, and take you to the airport! Thank you, CWise (yes, he's here on Fet) you ROCK, baby cakes!!!
Boston led to Phoenix AZ and a visit home with family. Oddly enough, those visits are getting less stressful... but I still didn't want to spend 9 days with my mother! So instead I took a road trip and drove from Phoenix to Pasadena to meet some really WONDERFUL folks I met on CM... waves to Siren and toy... hi guys, and to see long time friends waves to Mel and company.
OH... I forgot to mention... I updated my TomTom when I got to Boston... LOL... whatever I loaded was corrupted and that led to a whole OTHER series of interesting events... nothing like your GPS telling you there are no states that begin with the letter N (when I am trying to find NEW Jersey)! Or any streets in Phoenix that begin with M... when my mother lives on McDowell!!! Thankfully the folks at TomTom are STELLAR and are replacing it, even though I have no idea where my receipts are! whew Anyway... I digress.
OH also while I was in the Los Angeles area I also tried out this thing [http://www.fastexercise.com/](The 4 minute work out). DAMN that machine SUCKS! The first 2 minutes were fine, the last 2 minutes I wanted to kill someone! LOL Yes, I want one... NOW!
Pasadena led back to Phoenix, and then off to Sunnyvale, Folsom Fringe, and the Folsom Street Fair. There now, all caught up... ON WITH THE SHOW!
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I am once again blessed by the Universe...part 1
I have been back in the US since September 1st. I should have been writing a travel log as I went along, since now most of it seems a blur!!! LOL
That is what happens when you vacation is one giant WHIRLWIND of here, there, and EVERYWHERE!
I started in Boston, spending time with old friends, and making some new ones... We took a 3 person road trip to Maryland for the Master/slave conference... what a fantastic, and galvanizing time for me!
Yes... a change, she is a coming...
From Maryland it was back to Boston where I picked up my car, and headed to Connecticut to see another dear friend, and then off to NY/NJ for my annual Ren Faire visit. From there, back to Boston and then to Phoenix.
Phoenix has my mother, brother, sister in law, and two of their kids... 20 minutes from Phoenix has what I believe is THE BEST Cheeseburger I have ever had... though granted, the theme is scary... the waitresses make it all worth while. If you are ever in the area, do stop by The Heart Attack Grill
Since plans change as they often do on such trips, I ended up with extra time in Phoenix... now, that might sound good on the surface, but extra time in Phoenix means extra time with my mother... for me, that means the very real potential of ending up behind bars, at the very least for a cool down period! Needless to say I decided to opt out, and drove to Los Angeles for the weekend instead! LOL There I got to meet some great new friends from on line, as well as catch up with some friends I've known since Jonah was a pup! It's nice when the end result makes the trip worthwhile.
Los Angles back to Phoenix and then a flight to San Francisco for Folsom Fringe and Folsom Street Fair... STOP trying to make since of the directions, and just go with it... I learned a long time ago that while the shortest distance between two points may be a straight line, it is seldom the most FUN! LOL
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Informed consent? What does that mean exactly?
I can tell you what it DOESN'T mean!
It doesn't mean having sex with a minor, and then trying to justify it by what the legal age in another country is.
It doesn't mean taking that same minor, who had little to no self esteem to begin with, and mind fucking her further.
It also doesn't mean physically abusing this person, to the point of them needing emergency care, and nearly dozens of stitches in intimate areas that shouldn't require stitches for knife play (read abuse) done in a rage.
An it sure isn't physically and mentally abusing someone for years, and then saying she came along willingly.
There is no free will to be had here, and I think that is a good part of what informed consent is about. Freely giving consent. Not consenting when you feel like you have no choice anyway.
I've been following a journal on this site and I have to say I hope it's just a poorly written attempt at someone's fantasy. Because if it's at all true, I think that everyone involved who claims to be an adult, should be held accountable for the mess that has been made.
BDSM doesn't equal abuse. M/s doesn't equal abuse either. While people may use the term abuse for what they seek, I doubt any of them truly want that. And for the ones that do, I certainly hope they were older than this person was when introduced to someone's version of 'normal.'
I live in Denmark... the age of consent here is 15. Could I have a 15 year old servant? Yes. Would I? No. Because I would much rather those that serve me coming knowingly and willingly. While their are some advanced, and sophisticated minors out there, the one in this journal wasn't one of them...
There are lots of things we CAN do in life... but as responsible ADULTS we have a responsibility NOT TO.
Mistress Cyn, disgusted at those that would DARE call themselves a master. Abusive wing nut is a far more accurate, and well earned title as well.
Du dumme røvhul.
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Hate and hypocrisy all on one profile... what a catch.
you say you aren't being hateful, yet your own words say otherwise.
you complain that *the fat women* must be ashamed of themselves, yet they have pictures on their profile for you to bitch about, while you have a photo that isn't even you.
Go look up hypocrite... I'll wait.
you are welcome to have whatever fetish you like, what you aren't welcome to do is spew your hateful garbage towards people who don't fit into your narrow little demographic.
I'm sure you will just ignore this as the jealous rant of another one of 'those fat chicks.' But I can assure you... it has nothing to do with jealousy and has everything to do with not sitting idly by while some horrible little shit stain pokes at people who never asked for *his* attention in the first place.
Don't like fat women? Fine and dandy... move along... you're holding up the line. Because while you see too much, others see just right.
Besides... you live in the land that brought us the Deep Fried Mars Bar (and it's NOT the USofA)... Nuff said.
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Collar me seems to have the hiccups!!!
I looked at my "Who's Viewing Me" page and I suddenly had all of these new viewers. That doesn't usually happen unless I am in one of the rooms.
On closer inspection, I discover that it's folks that looked at me months ago. Now, looking at a profile a few months later isn't unusual. However, I seriously doubt that 20 people all had the urge to look at me again at the very same time.
My powers are good... but not THAT good. *chuckle*.
So... enjoy the hiccup.
Cyn
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U is not a word.
UR is not a contraction.
*you* are not on Twitter.
Unless *you* are paying for *your* net access by the letter, I don't want to hear it.
Unless *you* have some handicap that makes typing painful, there is no excuse for sloppy, lazy, behavior.
If I care enough about my correspondence with *you* to type out whole words then *you* should do the same.
So, do us both a favor... if *you* can't be bothered to type whole words, don't bother to send me an e-mail.
Really.
No, really.
I'm serious.
While I don't mind contractions, or LOL, or BRB, or BBIAB, or Goddess knows a host of other short cuts... this horrid net/lol cats speak needs to go away.
OH, and I don't care if some Dominant you know does it... go and talk to them instead of me. I personally can't stand it, and since it's me you are trying to impress, since you bothered to e-mail me, I suggest *you* figure out that it's me you need to please, and not the other.
*smile*.
P.S... I despise slang as well.
So if "hit me back, or hit me up" or whatever it is that's popular right now, is your idea of a valid valediction... umm yea, we aren't going to have a whole lot to discuss I would imagine.
*chuckle*
Now, I'm going to go and put my asbestos cat suit on... because I just know some of you will have something to say about this little musing of mine...
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WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
It's that that time of year again!!! Time when a little Domina's mind turns to planning a trip HOME!
Seattle... then to the East Coast... Boston, CT, NYC (and the Ren Faire)... who knows where...
Perhaps back to D.C. to visit friends old and new, and then work my way back West again...
Vegas, Phoenix... feeling HOT HOT HOT! Up to San Francisco for the Folsom Street Fair and then ending in Seattle once more.
Looking at September, and first week of October for all this fun and frolic...
If you're going to be around any of those places... or you think I missed a must see destination... let me know...
In the mean time... I'm going to be checking airlines while humming, on the road again...
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I love the spammers, I really do!
They seem to to be more than a little confused about how to do things... such as, if you steal the picture of a big, burly, bear of a man, describing him as 5'11" and 135 pounds is just going to make me laugh and point.
Le Sigh.... these creatures would be more amusing if they were not preying on innocent/desperate people, and those people's honest desire for a connection. So while I laugh at the spammers stupidity, I hope it never changes, because honestly... hopefully... their stupid profile making (lack of) skills, will keep a few more people from being duped.
Me? I'm going to continue laughing at them, and reporting their profiles to CM.
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If you are a submissive and want to be taken seriously, then I dare say an attention to detail is a MUST.
How many times do I see someone come into chat, almost immediately get read the rules (again) because they PMed someone without getting permission in the main room first, and then say "Oh sorry, i didn't know."
How can you NOT know? The rules are posted to the room you are in (sub_for_Dommes) each and every time you join the room.
you say you wish to serve... even have names like submissive this, and slave that... but I have to wonder... if you have so little attention to detail, whom are you serving?
If I tell you to do D, E and F, are you going to do B, C, D instead because your attention to detail is lacking? If I give you instructions on how to care for something, and you ruin it anyway, should I believe that you didn't know, even though you were told?
Yes... see... that's the same way I feel about the rules in the room... if you don't agree with the rules, then don't join the chat. But when the rules are there, in plain site each and every time you come in... Telling me that you didn't know, simply tells me you are either a sloppy submissive, or a careless one.
Either way, not very attractive qualities in someone who claims they wish to serve...
Just something to think about,
Cyn
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Well, I've seen it again, and I simply don't understand it... can't get my head around it... is it simply a case of semantics, or is it something more.
Yet another comment about how someone can't be 24/7 because they have a "real life" or "Friends" or "other interests".
And it makes me wonder... what in the WORLD do these people think 24/7 means? Do they honestly think that those of us who are 24/7 never do anything but BDSM?
Do they think we just wander around all the time in leather, and beating various people with riding crops?
I go to the movies with my boys, go to the theater, go to dinner, and all this time all we look like are friends out together. If you look closer, you will see him behaving like a perfect gentleman... no whips, no chains, no leather, no shrieking about how he's worthless, or any of the other silly gunk some folks seem to think this is about.
Don't doubt for one moment... we are indeed D/s... and with my collared boy, M/s... however... 24/7 is a state of heart and mind... it has nothing to do with any public posturing.
One can indeed be 24/7 while leading a 'normal' life, because for some of us this is indeed, very VERY normal.
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I've been blessed to be able to travel... during those travels I've taken a few photos (more to come...)
I hope you enjoy 'traveling' with me...
http://flickr.com/photos/cyntastic1/
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If you view mine, I'll view yours... profile that is. If you notice I've stopped by your profile, could be because you stopped by mine.
Feel free to say hello... never know where an intelligent conversation may lead.
OH and "hw r u?" is NOT part of an intelligent conversation as far as I'm concerned. Can't follow that simple guideline, there is little else you and I have to talk about *smile*.
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