This is my open letter to you to accept me as your sub/slave.

I started this journey downloading online BDSM. In this random picture search I started finding BDSM themes. I couldn’t believe how much it turned me on to see it. Before long i was trying those things out on myself, and scouring the internet for people to share experiences with. It turned me on even more to do this things to my body. Do them to myself.

Then I found someone who would tell me what to do. I was hooked. It didn’t matter what they asked, I wanted to obey and explore. How hard? How long? How many times? With what? It was a thrill to obey. Obedience was the key. To become a thing. To obey.

Obedience was the key.

I worked through cyber, phone sex, camsex… serving both men and women online and over the phone. I has several short relationships with mostly play. Most girls were slightly scared of the Kink I was asking for and it was’t successful. I want to learn so much and be trained as best I can. So i went back to the internet. Didn’t have much success until I met Mistress Jane.

Mistress Jane was in Ft Lauderdale, and she took me under her wing. I was her pussy boy. Wearing stocking, pantyhose, and her panties. I tied myself up for her and followed her every whim. She walked me through intense CBT and self bondage. Started me on anal adventures and enemas. She sent me my first massive butt plug which I learned to take easily. And want more.

We started meeting at hotels as she came through the area frequently. In person, she introduced me to queening and oral servitude (which I apparently excelled at), body worship, bondage, light cross-dressing and serving as her personal slave: washing her, massaging her, cooking for her, dressing her.

We would go to home improvement stores where we met and buy the weekends bondage toys and tools. Ropes and chain, locks and rings. We played a game where she would have me pick out 2 items I would like her to use on me. And She would as well. Then I would have to choose 3 of those items and obey her kinky ideas.

I thought she was single. It was the 15th meeting when she introduced me to forced-bi and her husband. I was tied up to a coffee table, and she had been teasing me. and what I though was her strap on, turned into her husbands penis. After that, I sucked cock and cleaned up after he had sex with her. It started getting a little weird with him in the picture and the situation slowly deteriorated. Pretty soon I was just meeting him to wear stockings or hose, shave my body, and suck his short fat cock.

I took 5 years off after that, dabbled in unsuccessful vanilla relationships that always left me unfulfilled and important. I knew what I needed. To make matters worse

So I came back to CollarSpace to start my search again. To find a Domme to retrain me, wipe my preconceived notions, and teach me to be her pet. I find I cannot enjoy myself unless I am obeying.

My strengths may not be the strengths you desire. They can be changed.  I can be trained. I am intelligent and geeky. I approached it with the idea that all I have to give is myself. Fully. All I can do is my best. There is no try… you know the rest.

In my time, I have dabbled in the following: wax, cbt, anal, enema, queening, bondage, paddling, pet play, nipple torture, ball stretching, pain, light cross dressing. But looking to try so much more.

I wish to be trained as Mistress sees fit. Her likes are my likes, her desires are my goals. I want to make her happy, as that excites me. I want to excel in her eyes and meet her expectations. I want to be turned slowly into an obedient boy for nothing else than pleasing his Mistress.

As time goes by, I hope to become better at obeying, better at pleasing her, better at anticipating her desires. I want to be safe and secure, knowing she has my health and safety at heart. I want no limits knowing I can obey her with my whole being and be better for it.

I want my limits stretched to please her. I do not care what they are. She can decide what I like and don’t like. I just want o do as she requests the best way I can.

In the end only you can decide to take me, use me, train me. Only by giving myself can I attempt to prove my worth. I beg you to give me a chance, a trial. And see what you can mold this boy into.

Thank you for your time, Mistress

Looking for ongoing TeamViewer control and training. If you are interested, message me and we can talk. :)

Why do people create fake profiles to point out people with fake profiles? isn't that like going to Dragon-Con and pointing out girls dressed like Sailor Moon? there's one… there's one… there's one… Reverse Image search people!

What's with all the BDSMstreak.com trolls doing browsing profiles for website hits?

Not currently owned, just usually TeamViewered.

This slave is mine now.

{Not true, still unowned.}

I just saw a post on a teamviewer board where someone was begging to take over their computer and "make" them watch porn... oh puhlease, can't find porn on your own?

Either most people here have a less than high school English education, or 19 year old College cutie, Sally Smith From Beverly Hills, CA, doesn't speak English as her first language.

ASL? I just Got ASL'd... OMG, do they still do that?

To shave or not to shave, that is the question...

They asked me to take down the pictures of my giant cock. Giggle.

Any Dommes out there play Diablo III? I'd love to play with you.

I am currently under the control of miss sully bee....

bow down to her as i am,

she will control every aspect of your pathetic lives...

oink oink...

Posted by : SullyBeex via Teamviewer

SBx

My Kingdom for a real Domme...

I think owning someone is more than messaging them on Yahoo, chatting for 5 minutes with cut and paste conversations and then trying to get them to give you money or join some damn site you can never get them to stop billing you for.

I may be wrong...

Day 7

Last task...

Good you want someone to own you to make you do task.You arent a slave your a servant task arent done when you feel like doing them.You find someone real you fuck it up you arent even good for online better yet in person.Do the dommes on here a favorite.Delete the one line bullshit on your page,and put im a moron im worthless,and i need more training then my fury little head can handel.YOUR LAST 7 day task.I keep my promises.Good luck,bye

Thank you, Goddess, I will miss you.

Day 6

Goddesscherry1's task:

My email to her after the task.

Day 5

Goddesscherry1 Required...

Now you can jack off, and rubber bands must be on your balls. Come in a cup and drink it. 3 times a day. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner! YUMMY!

I have a little shot glass a previous Domme had me use, so I dug it out.

Sunday, had to work, don't normally have breakfast, but cum for Goddess. After the previous couple days of edging, I had a lot, and it was a big shot. Licked the shot glass clean. I found a couple huge rubber bands and was reusing them. Had to have lunch in the McDonald's bathroom, while some employee took and awfully long time washing his hands. Did he know? Dinner was at work, in the Mall bathroom. Then I had to to drive across the state and didn't have time to check in with the Goddess, so I carried her task another day.

Breakfast was after the shower. The amount of cum was declining, and i dared not waste a drop. Lunch was at work again. Broke a rubber band taking it off. Balls were turning blue and it was taking longer to cum. Dinner was after I got home, after I ate, a little while ago, cum taste still in my mouth. It was a long day... going to check in with the Goddess, whom is mad at me...

Thank you Goddess for another lovely task.

Day 4

Goddescherry1's task...

Next jack off 5 time a day 3 times at work in the bathroom the orher two at home untill your near cuming and then stop.wear rubberbands on your balls.you can take them off when the jakeoff session is over!

I didn't have any elastic bands at home, so as soon as I got to work on Thursday, I raided the supply cabinet and snagged 6 jumbo rubber bands that would hold a magazine folded in half closed, and ran off to the bathroom to obey.

I put the rubber bands on, looped them twice, seemed pretty snug and started jerking. My balls were tight, and my cock was hard immediately. I took myself to the edge, took about 5 minutes, didn't want to rush or take too long and cut off circulation to my nuts.

Getting them off the first time was rough. I had put them on too tight and had to cut the first one off with scissors. The rush of blood back to the nut sack was painful.

The next two times, I left the bands tight, but not unduly so. I edged myself at 10:30, 1:00 and 4:00.

When I got hone at 6:30, I did it again and had been suffering a wicked headache, so I fell asleep, elastic bands on the bed. I awoke about 11:30, obeyed again, and went back to sleep.

Thank you, Goddess for another eventful day.

Day 3

Well, I am a little bit behind in reporting, but did complete the day 3 tasks on time, but CollarMe didn't seem to accept the journal update. Technology is a wicked Mistress.

Goddesscherry1's orders:

Go to the store get the bigger but plug you can find.Open it in the car insert it in the parking lot and wear it to work

So when I went to work Wednesday and stopped at a 24 hour mag/novelty store. They didn't have much of a selection of butt plugs, so I bought the biggest one they had, the 5", 2.5 inch wide at the base cone shaped ones. I didn't even get an strange look for 10 AM butt plug purchase from the creepy girl at the register.

So, I went out to the car parked in front, small parking lot, 50 feet off a busy street, opened the package, pulled down my pants, nervously looking around, leaned sideways, used spit on my hand and worked it in. I sat up, pulled up my pants and left there quick.

Sitting in the car with a plug was nothing new. The public putting it in had me just a little flushed. I did the speed limit the whole way to work... 40 minute drive.

The day was kinda weird. I checked in the mirror in the bathroom to see if it was visible in any way, and wasn't. It was a constant reminder of the Goddesses orders. And at one point, I bent over in my cube to pick up a pen I dropped, and it popped right out of my ass. Had to rush to the bathroom to fix it. Must have been stretching me a little. I was more careful the rest of the day. Had to remove it once when I pooped it out to take a shit. And it went right back in. I probably also kept shifting all day in my seat. I know I peed more than usual.

It was a longer day and when I got home, 10 hours later, I spoke to the Goddess and removed it by pooping it out. I awaited her next task.

Day 2 of following Goddesscherry1's tasks.

Per previous interactions, I tied my cock and balls with rope last night. tied off the string under the nut sack and wrapped it around a half dozen times, right, but not tight enough to prevent circulation, then continued to wrap around the nuts, then up around the shaft, wrapping it around and tied it off under the cock head.

It wasn't very rough, but a constant reminder. I had to retie it in the morning, and several times during the day as the balls worked free. It was itchy and I have some chaffing and lingering rope marks.

I look forward to take number three.

Pissed again... still burns, but not as bad.

Thank you, Goddess.

I got the most wonderful request from Goddesscherry1 to complete her tasks for 7 days. This was late Sunday. Her first request was...

i didn't have any at the time, so I promised to get some today. When I did get home from my errands, I stripped down and went into the bathroom with the roll on Icy Hot and some q-tips. I lubed the tip of the cotton swab on the Icy Hot, and set my phone alarm for 6 minutes, started it, set the phone down and picked up the q-tip and inserted it. It took a few seconds before it started burning. I curled up on the floor, holding my head, enduring the pain. I started to get the overwhelming desire to piss but held it. I lay there and the alarm startled me. I jumped up, needing to piss very badly. Barely, pulling the q-tip out. I winced and the piss flowed. The pain was incredible and I pissed everywhere before I could control the stream. Trying to stop it and still needing to piss. When it was over, my cock was throbbing and I just okay on the floor clutching it for the next half hour until it was a dull throb.

Thank you, Miss.

I messaged her and awaited her next task.

I obeyed, tying my cock and balls with several strands of gray nylon strings I have for cock tying. Tight, but hopefully loose enough for circulation. Now I wait for Miss' next task and constantly reminded by the burn and the rope. I hope I don't have to piss again.

Miss will get a picture of the tied cock tomorrow.

Thanks again, Miss.

I messaged a random domme and their response was i should get offline and go give myself an enema... so I drove to the all night CVS, bought an enema bag and gave myself a full bag in the shower. It was awesome... I messaged the Domme back with a picture and thanked her for the suggestion...

Anyone else like to send me stuff to do? I'd love to do it...

Seriously difficult these days to find someone to make me do bad things. Open to all possibilities :)

No one interested in an obeying sub male these days?