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Greetings to you lovely readers, I am MasterStAndrew.

I am in what I call my "post prime" years. No not dead by any means, but I have slowed down. While I do carry some extra weight and have pretty bad arthritis in my left hip, I do okay and carry the weight well.

Due to my arthritis I was forced to retire so my time is my own.
I was divorced in 2003 after 27 years. Never had children so I am alone now.

My taste in music is eclectic at best. I like ambient trance music, classic rock, newer country, blues and jazz, but no rap thank you.
I love the outdoors and the water. That is why I choose to live in Northern Michigan. It is so beautiful here. I love living by lake Huron and love the beach in the summer.


In my relationships I have always been the Alpha. I have strict standards for my lady. I dislike foul language, sloppy dressing, and if you smoke you will do so outside my home. I have certain protocols and discipline,s I live by and expect my partner to learn them and share them.
I am NOT domineering and not a pampas jerk. I just know what I like and will accept no less. Naturally any relationship is about balance so NOTHING is written in stone except a few basic principals which are easy really.

I have some rather eccentric likes and fetishes so being with me can be quite interesting to a like minded lady. I am definitely NOT your average man.

Best of luck in 2016.

Richard

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7/20/2013 7:04:45 AM

So.......I guess I am meant to be alone. That is the way it is working out anyway. That is okay, I am adjusting to life alone. It can be sad at times but for the most part I am happy.


7/9/2011 6:29:12 AM

I would love to find a girl that enjoys enclosure in zentai suits. I have many of them (all new) and would like to do some "doll play".


11/14/2008 8:05:11 AM

“You’re mine, O, and if you are mine, you have no right to refuse my commands; but you also know that you are always free not to be mine”


"Sir Stephan talking to O"


9/26/2005 8:42:00 AM

Here is a poem I wrote called Fade to Black. All rights to MasterStAndrew 2002. I hope you enjoy it.

             Fade to Black


I remember meeting that fateful day,
You chose to cast a glance my way,
We spoke of dreams and desires,
That burn brightly in our hearts afire.<br>

Minutes turned to hours,
Hours turned to days,
So much alike,
In so many ways.<br>

One day the time,
did we greet,
We chose reality,
Was time to meet.<br>

I remember that day,
The morning sun,
We met half way,
This would be fun.<br>
I recall my smile,
upon seeing your face,
It was time,
You remember the place?<br>

We sat,we spoke,
we built a bond,
We knew right then,
this would go on.<br>

So forward we pushed,
in time and space,
It was our destiny,
It was our place.<br><br>


Several times,
did we meet,
To seal this trust,
Now so complete.<br>

We pushed forward,
this was so real,
The time was now,
Our fates were sealed.<br>


We have come so far,
from the first passing glance,
I led you forward,
Its time for the dance.<br>

The room was dim,
The candles were lit,
If there is a reality,
This surely was it.<br>

The bonds of trust,
now securely in place,
I could see a calm,
crossing your face.<br>

I selected the blindfold,
and put it in place,
Both our hearts
how they did race.<br>

A blizzard of emotions,
They began to swirl,
I lean in to whisper,
"Do you trust me girl?"<br>

I felt you shiver,
as I stroked your head,
"Yes Sir"
was all that you said.<br>

I almost felt sorry,
I could smell your fears,
Behind that blindfold,
I was sure there were tears.<br>

I had been in this place, time and again,
This was no game, But we both would win.
I selected the tool,
Let the dance begin.<br>

Slowly I start,
The leather it falls
The echos it makes,
Do not pass the walls.<br>

You tence and relax and crys do refrain,
Throaty moans, and whimpers,
You call out my name.<br>

Your skin now glowing as if giving off light,
You dance for me slowly you have earned the right,
I gaze at your wonder,
A beautiful sight.<br>

Its time to step up my pet,
The whip it will sing,
Oh how you have grown,
Adoring its bite and its sting.<br>

Every inch of you seems to burn like fire,
I am merciless, fulfilling desire.
You arch and lean all muscles do strain,
Your bonds,they hold you fast to the chain.<br>

Sensations you feel that rush through your brain,
What a feeling this thing they call pain,
Your worrys, and cares my strokes to drain,
I hang up my whip and reach for my cane.<br>

There you teeter,
the chains have no slack,
You ride the edge,
of a Fade to Black.<br>

Where are you now my pet,
as you begin to fall,
The cane strikes out,
you answer its call.<br>
Again and again and again it falls,
No mistaking its crack,
Then a few final blows,
On your thighs and your back.<br>

I see you slump,
your bonds holding fast,
My gift to you over,
Done with and past.<br>

I hang up my cane,
and return to my flower,
Time has no meaning now,
Minutes to hours.<br>

You are not with me now,
In your Fade to Black,
I am not concerned though,
I know you`ll be back.<br>

Take flight my love,
My delicate flower,
This is your time,
I give you the power.<br>

So many questions for you,
when you get back,
Like where do you go,
when you Fade to Black?<br>

You tell me its like nothingness,
Not a thing you can do,
Sometimes you hear me,
And sometimes its Blue!<br>

I cover your body,
the blanket is warm,
I hold you against me,
like the end of the storm.<br>

I watch as you fly,
My focus on your eyes,
My fingers tracing,
the welts on your thighs.<br>

You soon return,
to my time and my place,
your eyes are now open
I brush hair from your face.<br>

I gently kiss you,
all over your face,
Welcome back my love,
from your magical place.<br>

Some people say,
this is brutal and tragic,
To us its a dance,
The cane and its magic.<br>

The dungeon falls quiet,
But it knows we will be back,
For soon she will need,
another Fade to Black.

MasterStAndrew

            ~She that dare not grasp the Thorn should never crave the Rose.-Anne Bronte~

 


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