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pinkvelvet

Male Submissive, 25
Female Submissive, 41, someplace, Florida
Male Dominant, 52, San Antonio, Texas
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About pinkvelvet



Are you longing to devote yourself to a strong, beautiful, healthy, intelligent 21st-century woman? Do you have a genuine appreciation for femininity and enjoy the company of a full-grown woman who thinks for herself? Can you find ways to revere her experience and natural strength, and in doing so, endeavor to make her life easier and more pleasant through your effort? If you’re yearning for a sexy, playful and smart Goddess to be the focus of your heartfelt appreciation, reverence and worship…if you feel happiest when you’re being attentive to Her - serving Her with your body, mind and soul - and through your service, making yourself a vessel for Her every wish and desire…write to me now and introduce yourself!


I'm 5'6" and curvy with green eyes, straight white teeth, long eyelashes and lots of tattoos. I'm energetic and socially active with a wide variety of interests including the arts, literature, linguistics, psychology, travel, antiquities, cinema, spirituality, and social studies. I have a lively sense of humor and would enjoy being around someone who also appreciates wit and irony in life. I don't care if you have a giant penis or a perpetually wet box :if you can't make decent conversation with me, I'm not interested...so if you're not big on talking, communicating, and being open with your thoughts and emotions, please look elsewhere. I can give myself plenty of orgasms, so you'd better have more tricks in your magic hat than being able to make a woman cum...although I am equally as interested in who you are as what you can do for me.
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Only those individuals interested in being sincerely and completely devoted in service may reply. Pictures may be seen upon request and at my discretion.

wow...*nice!*  thanks for the mail everybody.  I'm meeting a lot of new people lately and honestly I'm not sure how much longer I'll be around and about here, so if it gets to be a while between entries I know you'll understand.  Oh!  And thank you especially for the gift, Special Someone. wow.  That just blows me away...so...yeah.  I'm stoked to find out that sort of thing *does* happen irl and thanks again for thinking of Miss Blondie.  That really made my day.
Lots going on...
*haha!*  I tried to talk with a dear friend about the virtues of polyamory...it didn't really go so well.  If Person one and person two love eachother, and person one also loves person three, and person three digs persons two and one...well...where's the problem there, tiger? *haha!*     Many people don't like to share their sex.  A time and a place for everything, I guess.
~*wow!*~ thank you for your pictures and notes, everyone!  I feel so adored.    I really appreciate everyone's support during my Great Dissillusionment of having met exactly the *wrong* "submissive" (I've seen drill sargents more submissive than this guy) my first time out of the box...your kind words have helped me so much.  Thanks.  I feel less crapped-upon with each passing day and can honestly say I'm happy I didn't waste any more of my time or beautiful energy on that tired old sissy whore...and also very relieved that I'll never have to try putting my foot up his ass like he wanted me to eventually do. ~*whew!*~     I definitely need to start speaking up if something is distasteful to me like that...I don't know what kept me from mentioning it, but that idea was a huge turnoff.  Maybe I thought he was bluffing or something.  I have no interest in helping to ruin someone's anatomy for their sexual fulfillment.  I'm counting my blessings.     In tomorrows news:  the myth of the Big Dick.  More than a mouthful really IS a waste!  *hahaha!*  Thanks again for everything, faithful readers...

Things are going excellently on every forefront...my bunny is so sweet and obediant. ::kisses::  I know my journal has been a bit lean lately, but Miss Blondie does have a rigorous social life, after all.  Today its a mani & pedi, trim, gym, and out tonight to hear a musician friend.  Tomorrow or monday I'll have a surprise for everyone...

Hi Alyx...I don't know if you'll be able to view this page since you might be under 18.  If you did find your way here, congratulations for hitting the jackpot!
Well I have to report that I've been totally *delighted* with the attention of a certain someone - she knows who she is - and that I'll definitely enjoy employing her service during the month of September.      This undertaking has all but erased the remnants of whatever bad taste I had left in my mouth from my first experience with a (supposedly!!) "submissive" partner and I'm feeling more solid than ever about what sorts of things I will and will not tolerate or allow in a dom/sub relationship and which of my own fetishes are true favorites.

In other news:  the gym is going great...I can already see some changes going on and I'm feeling a lot of relief (emotional or stress relief) from the regular workouts, so ~*yay*~ for me.  
Misstress is sore.....owie!  Between the gym and being out dancing this weekend, I could definitely use a nice massage.  Feet first, please.  Any volunteers?
Okie dokey...everyone should have pictures now.  Any new requests will be given due consideration and answered at my discretion.     In other news: I found an awesome source for thigh-high cotton stockings in lotsa different colors ~*woo!*~ I can't wait to order some.     Well after this little session it's off to the gym...it's abs and pecs this afternoon and some stretching and maybe a swim and a sauna. Yes!  AND: my gym has cable TV on all the cardio machines so it's like a double-bonus treat b/c I get to watch all the stuff I miss on cable.  Last week I got to see back-to-back queer eye episodes...neat-o.  And I love the one where they come and give people a new wardrobe and take them shopping and teach them how to dress and stuff.  So anyway, yeah.  Cable is good.  The gym is good.  Last night was good.  Tonight'll be awesome.
Well you read it here first: someone has questioned my identity for the first time, like, *ever* during the years of having met many fine individuals through the internet.  I'm sending pictures to everyone who requested them...if you don't get one, let me know.
**haha!!**  Now sissy is lying about his age.  Pretty funny.  But I know as well as anyone...once you get into your thirties, it can get scary if you still like dating 16-yr-olds...it creeps out your teenage friends and lovers when they know your 'real' age, even if you don't act it or look it.  Shhh.  It's okay to be 32 sissy.

Exactly right, reader:  it's just "sissy" not "MY sissy".  Sad but true.  He wasn't ever really "my" anything... ... ...
Thanks for all your words, everyone!!  I've been busy this week but should have time soon for a "proper" update.  If anyone's wondering, the gym is going great.  I can't believe it took me so long to get back there.  Now I'll be strong from the inside out, the way it's supposed to be.

I ended my reclusive streak last evening and met some friends out and about.  In the course of the evening, I was chatting with a fellow social fellow, and I noticed his earrings..."are those 10 guage, fella?"  sure they were.  (Never bring up the subject of piercings or tattoos to a certain sort of Y-chromie. you will ignite a brushfire of erotic thoughts) and pretty soon I learned the story of his pierced nips, which I never wanted to imagine...**haha!!**...anyways somebody said something about spanking someone and the next thing out of his mouth was, "Miss velvet, are you some kind of.....Domme or something?  And I didn't even know..?!" and I was thankful at that point that he was unlikely to see me blush in that light. Somehow I  didn't laugh in his face.  I just said, "That's me.  I lead a double life." and then he was the one who laughed a little.         I noticed he said 'Domme' instead of 'Dominatrix' like most people do.      Hmmmmmm.....             the funny thing is, it's kinda true...I lead the epitome of a 'double life'...the kind people dream about having but never actualize for themselves most of the time.  In certain ways.         In other news: I get to go back to the gym this afternoon and I am *so* stoked, you don't even know..!! !!

well in case anyone's wondering, my sissy came to visit me again and we had a *great* time, despite the fact that I was a little dysmorphic at the time *heh*.          In other news: I'm getting a cellie today! ~*woo!*~  my first one and it is SO damn cute.  & guess what? it takes pictures....




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I've been thinking about the nature of "bondage".  I've decided I'm a huge fan of bondage, especially in its truest sense.     When people talk about "bonding" (usually'with' someone) they're speaking about an attachment...cementing a friendship, partnership, or arriving at a new level of knowledge and security in an already existing relationship.  Babies "bond" to their mothers. People "bond" to one another in crisis or celebration.         Sexual bondage is the same, right?  Literally, of course, with ropes, cuffs, silk scarves, chains or duct tape...but also in an emotional sense...if someone says, "I'm yours", to me it means "I am bound to you. Physically and emotionally, I am giving myself to you to do with as you will."     I like that idea a lot.  So far in my life it's just a theory, but I hope to get some concrete experience with the Practice soon enough.  As soon as I'm ready.            In other news:  what makes you submissives say the things you do, anyway?  Are you really feeling those feelings of adoration, worship, admiration, and respect, or are y'all just saying things to sound "pretty" and willing?  I am genuinely curious.  Does the act of saying those words ("You're so beautiful, mistress."  "I worship your sexy feet, mistress." and "I'm yours!" stuff like that) make you feel more sexual in a submissive way...do you say them because you believe you're expected to say them, or do those words and phrases just come out of your mouth in an unthinking act of surrender to someone you're attracted to?     Oh and while we're at it:  what exactly makes a "Mistress" deserving of your worship, anyway...?  Her appearance?  General attitude?  Her words and mannerisms?  What *is* it, anyway?  It's definitely not something you can go out and pick up at the market. **hahaha!!**     I also love hearing about different styles of dominance, in case anyone wants to share... ... ...

I'm baaack...


Still having trouble with my profile images though. *sorry!*  Stay tuned...

Uh-oh..!  My nasty ho of a little sister switched some of "my" photos for her own. *sorry!* if you viewed my profile in the past, say, 24 hours you were looking at that little piglet's face and not my radiant image. **haha!!**  Now I have to wait to have new ones approved.  It's a good thing we don't live in the same state or I'd be making her life hell.  I might anyway. *heehee!*          In other news:  I can't stop thinking about getting some more ink or some piercings.  I'm stopping by the piercing shop today to see if I can get a little plug to put in my ear in place of one of my little 10g captured balls.            yes, I did say "captured balls". 




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Thinking of getting my nipples pierced...   ...   ...by the way, thanks everyone for all your notes and Emails!  I really needed them!

I've got new photos...~*yay!*~      Be sure to tune in and see what happens next.  I'm dying to find out, myself.         

hmm...maybe I should just be thankful (or say "Ty ty ty ty ty!!! *ha!*) that I didn't get cut up into little pieces....hooking up with strangers and whatnot.  It happens every day.  If the worst thing that happened was that I happened to meet a dysfunctional poser, well then...that was nothing.  Not like I wasted any of my time, really, like getting tangled up with an addict or a more blatantly abusive person.          It's not my fault I'm real and not just a face&body online thru a webcam.          Oh yes, a flesh-and-blood neophyte, juicy and ripe for the schmoozing. *haha!*     It's true what I tell anyone who praises me..."You're beautiful!"  "I *love* your energy!"  "You're *glowing!*"  "You're amazing!"... ... ...I usually say     "I'm just a reflection of you".     Which, incidentally, I sincerely believe.       Not that any of the freaks here on here care anything about any of my beliefs, aside from whether or not I believe my foot would ever fit inside someone's ass. *ha!* sad but true.     I wonder what a youngster, say, someone 16 or whatever the age of legal consent is in your town, would think of putting her foot in the anus of a middle aged rocker.  Think she'd be down?  How about pictures...think she'd say anything if you tried to gross her out by sending pix of guys' ruined butt-holes?  Or would she call the bluff and play it like she sees that kind of thing all the time.               Anyways...you're just a reflection of me.     Vice versa.  That's what it is to me to "meet" people.  I try to determine what it is that I might need to see in them, or to learn.  Especially if it isn't pleasant.  The things that bother you the most in others are the things you need to work on the most in yourself.  I have to accept that part of me is a gamey little poser who can't be bothered to communicate.  Part of me is a ho.  Part of me is self-assured.  Part of me can't stop.   
I had a great weekend despite not getting to see my sissy after all.   I have no idea what's going on with that, but I suspect any *real* "Mistress" worth her salt would not abide by such neglect.          When I'm assertive about what I want, the words are wrong or he thinks I'm 'riding' him.     It's difficult when someone doesn't know you very well.    I'm starting to feel strange, and with absolutely *no* communication about anything...it makes it harder to believe or trust my own feelings and intuition, and that's what I'd really like to do.  I'd like to feel a little more solid about everything.  I am not a needy person, in life.....it has never been "okay" to *want* something and it looks like it's still not.  Even less okay to believe I can *have* something.  I wish I was simple like the rest of the mundane world.   I never will be.
oh I keep forgetting to mention the confusion of..."i am like this only with you"  "only inside the house, under cover of night" or the final deterioration of "only when I feel like it".     that's pathetic, isn't it.     and yet girlypants has the nerve to string me along like I'm not even noticing.....nobody's asked permission for anything in *days*.....nobody's sent any kind adoring words to brighten mistresses day.....and yet constantly accessable to whordes of anonymous leatherdaddies and any L'il barely*LeGaL StripRgIrLiE with a pair of tall shoes and a webcam omg you roxors!!!!111 tytytyty for letting me...     ...     ...     ...whatev.     In other news: now that someone has submitted to me for even half a second it seems like my pheremones have changed or something and even walking or riding around town guys whistle and stare and try to make dumb conversation.     I can see where some women would want to completely exploit that and get as many devotees as possible to carry her along on a wave of comfort and love through the despicable world.     People who sincerely want to make her life more pleasant and easier.     True supplicants, worshippers and other assorted adoring Y-chromies.       Now I'm paying the price for not being more exploitave.  Or less choosy.       I'll confess now that my sissy is the OLDest guy I've been with in 10 years.....and I haven't even minded so far.     However.....I'm not digging this inconsistency in any way.  It's not helping me learn anything, and it's sucking on the level of having to feel unable to trust someone to do what they say they will.  Did I ever lead anyone to expect anything other than my 'real' reality..?  No.  I supplied numbers.  Inaccurate numbers due to continuing progress but still....... ....... .......I wasn't hiding anything.              but I do not want to waste time in a pseudo-world of lipservice CyberSubbies and photoshop Doms all jacking off happily in their basements or private-entrance apartments with their eyes glued to those little SeXcAmS!! Live!!..... ..... ..... ..... .....I want someone REAL since that's what I am.            Real nice, and real pretty too.  With 100% real tattoos.  **hahaha!!**  I should get a website of my own and start selling my panties.  Think how many friends *that* would get me!!  *wow!* omg I <3 your tAtTs!!!!!                    *****yyyawwwwnnnn*****
*haha!!*  oh look...there's my little subhuman right now.

I have been contemplating the nature of "real" this morning: as in..."...the reality of you..."       which       is beginning to seem like a weak way of buying time.                    it could mean: "it is easier for me to feel worshipful of someone slightly less real but significantly more accessable (like anytime i'm online) 
Good news!!  I finally spoke with my sissy last night - we are planning to get together again this weekend!!!       ~*yay!*~       I'm really feeling a lot of excitement, breathlessness, dizzy anticipation, and yes, a lot of good, healthy, horniness too!!!  I am so happy that my partner is making an effort to continue seeing me, even though we live a good few miles apart.   It means so much.     I cannot even begin to describe the effect this person has on me....I have not ever felt this way and I just hope it goes on & on & on.....     In other news:  I lost another 4 pounds.


~*woo hoo!!*~



like anybody cares. **haha!**

I decided to reactivate.....even though I'm not actively seeking a partner, I wanted to use this journal so I'd have a private place to talk (to myself, obviously! *haha!*) about everything that's going on.
     I've had such strong feelings since my first-ever bdsm experience with another person.!  I'm partially wondering whether it's always this intense for everyone just starting out, or whether, yeah, I actually have some **amazing** chemistry for the person I was with.    I'm certain it was sort of a tame session for my (*much* more experienced!) partner, but he did seem genuinely happy for the duration of our date.  Or:  he is a skilled actor.  Either way, all in all I had a great time and have mostly felt *so* awesome.....transformed.....like falling through space...      

At this point, however, my Sissy is m.i.a. so I may in fact be the most ineffectual Dominant in the history of time.   *haha!!*     Sad but true.     I hope to find out soon.

I can't believe how much company I've had in the past few days.   All over the weekend (and the weekend before, come to think of it), and then last night the out-of-towner wanted to drop by for a sesh......meanwhile the phone was ringing off the hook for me and it was everybody *except* my Sissy.  I was compiling a list of fun things for us to do when the OOT called & sed he was in my neighborhood.....I told him he could stop by, even though I was already in my Tshirt and panties for bed.  I got back dressed before he arrived, but I'm pretty sure he saw the paper I was writing on with   "Projects for Sissy"   written at the top!   *haha!*   Well either way he didn't ask anything.   I wanted to get out of the back room with him so I suggested we go in the front and watch some TV.     He tried to sit all close to me and that sucked.....boys can be so predictable.   He also had to touch the shaved part of my hair, which made me self-conscious b/c it is so damn shaggy now.....I really need a shave but my clippers are still jacked-up.     I should put that on the list:  hair care!  shaving and trimming and root jobs.   I love thinking about it.
how on earth can you stay up so late!?  Or get up so early?

How come the freaks come out at night? *haha!* (remember that song?)

Funny.   the fabulous life of the eccentric and oversexxxed.  * ; )  hey whatever.......I'm here too.


Lefto sez he isn't kinky at all and I a) find that nearly impossible to believe and 2) am a little disappointed.   only a little.   And if he thinks he's in love with me, he's gonna have to get used to a few new ideas about yours truly -- !!  We have good chemistry in bed but I couldn't ever *belong* to him, or vice versa, I don't think.......I did get him to admit that he's into girls' feet though.  That was fun.  He was the one who noticed my shiny toenails.
**yawwnn** what an awesome night...!! !!   Even though the gamey little sissy I was beginning to like is *actively* avoiding me, he's not clever at all.  Hanging out chatting to someone else.

I could not have had a better night if I had orchestrated each element to the exactness of my every preference.

Who honestly knows what will happen to this journal, but anyone reading it should never presume to know anything at all about me beyond what I write here.

Anyways, it occurred to me yesterday - "beautiful" is the new "nice".  So generic.  What does it really mean?  If I find someone attractive, unless I'm completely out of my mind with intoxication or something, I usually try to say something more specific.  You have a luscious mouth.  Your hands are so graceful.  Your ass is wonderfully small and tight.

Whatever.


I'm nobody's little fuckdolly or little pirate or little puppy or little kitten or little princess or little angel or little devil.


Why on earth go through the motions of indicating interest and attraction for someone you haven't even met in the flesh?  Someone whose scent you've never smelled?  Someone whose hair you've never felt?

Some people just like to fuck as much as possible, with as many people as possible, in as many ways as possible.


Not me though.  I like to fuck a lot, with one or two people, in as many ways as possible.


Lucky me.


Please, gentlemen, don't send me any little love notes if you are a male over the age of 38.  Or:  let's make it simpler and just say 29.  That will probably simplify things quite a bit for blondie.  Frankly, anyone with a Y chromosome will be scrutinized to a greater degree than anyone else.  But you're welcome to try your luck.  I mean, that's what I'm doing.
~*rapture!*~   I can't believe how this is affecting me so hardcore...inside and out...I have been in a constant state of arousal for the past 24 hours.  My senses are more accute and heightened, and my pussy has been nonstop juicy.   It's beginning to look like I might get my wish after all...to belong to someone for real!  Not just in the regular way, either...this has potential for me to experience true 'switch' fulfillment with a person who would want to possess me and BE possessed by me.  To submit to me, and to enjoy my submission also.  If it happens, I'll be the luckiest girl in the world!!
Well I finally got my assignment...I guess I did alright with it.

He's probably just playing with me.  I can't tell.  I'm sure he talks to a ton of people who know much more than me...
And: not even a word about the other pictures I sent.  I'm trying not to be sad about it.

I was so excited to have had such a lovely conversation with someone last evening and then this morning - the new hollow melancholy of being someone's low priority.  I had *so* been looking forward to my assignment and when I had to read that someone had been too busy and 'up too late' to bother with my homework I felt completely devalued.  And then to see someone on at 8ish (after being 'up' until 3), here and there, but not sending me anything further...I felt dumb for believing.  I suppose it's one of my worst traits and one of my best...I believe whatever a person tells me, until I have reason not to.  I'm not gullible, I just want to believe.  I really want to let myself believe someone is sincerely interested in considering me.  I can't compete...I have to have faith in my orange-ness in the face of 900 apples.

I'm psychic.  Lefto showed up this weekend...completely shaved. **haha!**

My hair looks cute.  Straight like a razor.  I have bangs again, too.  I missed them.

Friday night sort of sucked, socially...I wasted a great outfit on basically driving from place to place with a car full of friends.  Nobody was out.
Saturday afternoon and evening I had plenty of company, which was a nice change...El Efto stayed over and we had some nice talks and did some art.  I did a little shopping...got a new bra and a couple new pairs of panties, and some body butter that smells sort of like cookie dough to me.  A buttery, nutty, vanilla smell...yummy and sweet.
I'm restless.  I finally feel more like myself after about a week of...malaise?  low spirits? slight depression?

Well anyway I'm back.
Tonight I'm getting my hair trimmed and hopefully a pedicure too.  I bought a new skirt yesterday and I'm planning to wear it out tonight...it's knee length and pink with japanese style flowers printed on it.

Speaking of trim...it's time to shave my stuff too.
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I love that X-tra smooth feeling of just shavedness next to soft cotton panties. Yes, yes.  Shaving is nice and cool for summertime and I think everyone who hasn't done it should try it out at least once.
Today's horoscope:

At this time, you may meet the great love that you've long dreamed of -- congratulations! If you're single, a charming encounter may give birth to a stable relationship and even lead to marriage; however, don't lose your head! You'll need all your lucidity in order to deal with unexpected difficulties in your work, but success is assured.

~and~

If anyone had predicted last month that you'd be totally absorbed in creating a warm, snuggly nest for someone you love ... well, in between trying not to choke on what you were drinking, you'd have advised them to seek professional help immediately. See? Only goes to show you what a difference a day makes -- and what a difference a month can make, too -- especially if someone wonderful happens to wander into your life.


hmmmmmm.....
Hello reader...

*whew!*  I'm having a tough day.  Certain things in this world were meant to be long and hard, but my workday isn't one of them.

It would be a lot easier bringing home the bacon every day if there were some adoring someone waiting to cook it up and serve it to me nicely!
*sigh*
Well hopefully soon.

Hello Reader...

I'm new here.  I just found this community and I'm getting familiar with the site and getting comfortable.

I have another online journal Elsewhere, but it would be a shame for this one to go to waste, so I'm thinking of making it my bdsm journal or writing erotic stories here.  I haven't decided.

I know myself well enough to not feel like a *total* stranger here, but I don't feel absolutely 'at home' yet. But...things take time.  I'll see what happens.

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