| |
|
|
Home |
|
|
|
|
Browse |
|
|
|
|
|
Live |
|
|
|
|
Join |
|
Collarspace |
|
|
|
|
Dating |
|
|
|
|
News |
|
|
|
|
Glossary |
|
|
|
|
Mobile |
|
|
|
|
Alt |
|
|
|
|
Safety |
|
|
|
|
Toys |
|
|
|
|
Live BDSM |
|
|
|
|
Resources |
|
|
|
|
Welcome |
|
| |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Login |
|
|
 |
|
 | |
|
|
|
|
Male Submissive, 43, Indianapolis, Indiana
|
Male Submissive, 58, Newcastle/Tyne
|
Male Submissive, 42, GLEN ALLEN, Virginia
| | |
|
| Back |
| KPM |
| Directory |
| Interests |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
| |
About PetSlut88
At heart I am a submissive but enjoy 'acting' domme.  I've been on this site periodically for a year and a half and have finally come to the self understanding that I am ready for another...
'Love takes off the masks that we feel we cannot live without and know we cannot live within.' James Baldwin
'This is the true joy in life, the being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one; the being thoroughly worn out before you are thrown on the scrap heap; the being a force of Nature instead of a feverish selfish little clod of ailments and grievances complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy.' George Bernard Shaw
On my knees before you Legs spread wide
Balancing the wrists Bound behind my back I await My senses alert, vibrant
Your scent flows up Through me as the whip Snaps in my ears The burning starts
In perfect unison With the rippling Between my thighs Your silken voice In rhythm with the searing pain Whispers my punishments I submerge into your delicious pleasure
Chained by the dark dream For you I surrender petslut88 2001
|
|
|
|
|
"Who is he to you?" the healer asks...she is at a loss for an appropriate description so
utters only a soft "why?"
Without preamble or pretense the answer. "I saw tentacles coming from his Chi area-
hooked into you." |
| |
| |
|
|
She presses the hot metal deeper into the delicate flesh watching the hooks form...and the anxiety threatening to twist up her insides... begins to lift. |
| |
| |
|
|
Someone who has "a particularly emphatic sense of individuated selfhood" is someone who feels independent; she knows who she is, she knows there's no one like her, she feels unique. Sometimes she might feel special, in an enchanted way, and sometimes she feels alone, in a dejected way. Her sense of self is so pronounced that she is always aware of how different she is from others, and she feels isolated. So she daydreams about dominant figures who will overwhelm her, take her away from herself, make her forget her name, her face, the clawing boundaries of her body, her distances. She wants to encounter a force that will demand she give herself to it, holding nothing back, until she opens and aches and loses herself. Until she loses her self. Themistokles |
| |
| |
|
|
And he said: Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so you must know the pain. Kahlil Gibran The Prophet |
| |
| |
|
|
He says "you seem on the edge..... of sub or top space.....someone needs to play." I turn without answering and continue to peruse through whip enthusiast websites until....I find one right here. |
| |
| |
|
|
His words plunged into her depths like shards of glass...the need to cut open her skin and let the pain bleed out overwhelmed all else.... |
| |
| |
|
|
Drifting through hazy clarity
I linger
caressing the familiar
dreaming
a wish upon a star
The wind brings whispers
delicate sounds
secrets
Struck
I am lead across
Glistening
songs of Color
drawn to the Fire
Expands
Consumes
soothes the edges
While we Dance
Luminescense flickers
Burning
the Weeping Rain
Awaiting Forever
Captured to you
Bound
I Remain
petslut88 |
| |
| |
|
|
Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half-light, I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
He Wishes For The Cloths Of Heaven WB Yeats |
| |
| |
|
|
I wish to bind her tightly-painfully, grip the delicate white nape and force her greedy mouth down -in helpless servitude. Punish her for wanting...is what she wants.
To watch you take her as my gift ...the pleasure it gives me is beyond words... your beauty in rapture... the lusciousness... always for you ..only for you. |
| |
| |
|
|
| |
|
Male Submissive, 40, n,massapequa, New York
|
Male Submissive, 44, near Cincinnati, Ohio
|
Male Dominant, 54, New York
|
Male Submissive, 53, Denver, Colorado
| | |
Male Dominant, 45, Surrey
|
Male Submissive, 37, Chicago, Illinois
|
Male Submissive, 33, Oxford / London
|
Male Dominant, 49, D.C., Washington D.C.
| | |
Male Submissive, 41, New York
|
Male Submissive, 53, Valparaiso, Indiana
|
Male Submissive, 31, Mannheim
|
Male Switch, 50
| | |
|
|
|
|