slave101ns

This Saturday (Aug. 11th) my bitchification process begins with One Whom i trust and i pray for strength to endure and success in pleasing. May W/we both be blessed through the gifts of sincere service and loving authority which W/we give to O/one another.

The Resemblance Between Myself and Brad Pitt

For those of Y/you W/who were wondering, i thought to include a brief discussion on how i resemble Brad Pitt. Well... we certainly both have two arms, two legs, a head, a scrotum and a penis. If i drank a Diet coke really quickly, i could easily be mistaken for Brad Pitt by the likes of Stevie Wonder or Ray Charles, either of whom would undoubtedly exclaim "Wow, those burps sure sounded like Brad Pitt burping". Additionally, someone looking at me from a distance, say a kilometer or two, without the use of binoculars might say "Hey, I think I see something way over there... it could be Brad Pitt... it could be a phone booth - it's not moving much... hmmm...". Y/you all are probably asking, what about birthday parties? That's a perfectly valid and perceptive question for there-in lies another circumstance where i am mistaken for Brad Pitt. Although i must confess it is only by one person and once that little blindfolded kid breaks the piñata and the candy hits the floor - the jig is up. However, if alcohol is present in sufficient quantity, the adults are more amenable to acknowledging the similarity between myself and Mr. Pitt while the little kids stagger up to me, begging to be adopted and taken home to Mommy Angelina. Drunken kids can be so funny but it is their drunken mothers that are especially cute and provided that the dads are all plastered and talking sports, then all those boozed-up mommies become very interested in me. Hell, after i've had a few belts myself, they all start to look like Angelina and the party really gets interesting :)

So to all You perspective Dommes out there, i really should be considered and accepted as Your loyal slave and sub. Just think of the prestige You would gain by having me collared and led on the end of Your leash - i look like Brad Pitt :) What's that You say? You don't see the resemblance... really? Oh well then... could i please mix You a drink?

Note to A/all: Under no circumstances do i advise or promote the provision of alcoholic beverages to minors/children. Said reference made above was purely fictional and made solely as a joke, so please don't freak-out on me. i was kidding! However, providing alcohol to bored middle-aged women trapped in loveless marriages... well, that's another matter entirely... i'm kidding!!!!!!

Maybe it is time for a new approach. It has been so difficult to attract the sincere attention of a genuine, compatible Domme that i think i need to try something different. Hmmm... wait a second! i've got it! i'm gonna play hard to get!!! Yeah that'll work. So watch out 'cause from now on i am not just an eager slave who is desperate to serve, but rather i am an eager slave who is desperate to serve while playing hard to get :) Yup - that should work just fine :)

To A/all reading my journal entries, please bear in mind that many are reflective of my sense of humor but not my attitude as a sub and slave. my sense of humor tends towards "wacky sarcasm" but my intent as a sub and slave is serve a Dominant Woman as Her faithful and obedient companion in a long term relationship led by Her. It seems that all the good Ones are distant... sigh...

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How to impress a Domme when meeting for the first time

This is to all subs and slaves out there - undoubtedly many us have agonized about how to impress a prospective Domme during that first crucial meeting in-person. Good news - problem solved. Just watch this video and do the exact opposite of what this guy does:

http://www.xtranormal.com/watch/8325689/the-meeting

It might be necessary to first select the entire link with your mouse, right-click and then select "Open link in new tab" - depending on your browser. You can also manually copy/paste the link into the address box of a new browser tab or window. Once again - do the exact opposite of the guy in the video and you will be doing well. Peace out :)

Walt Disney and the fairy tale happy ending.

W/we all want a happy ending. I mean like, c'mon, just ask any Thai prostitute - it may cost twenty dollars more but that massage with happy ending is well worth it! However, in the broader sense, W/we all want to find that special someone who will love, accept and validate U/us. W/we all want that fairy tale ending where the prince and princess go off together, hand-in-hand under the golden sun to the magic land of enchantment. Of course, for T/those like U/us, the Domme lovingly drags her sub by his balls to lay under Her golden shower as T/they journey towards T/their own land of enchantment. Sigh.... just like Walt Disney would have wanted. Oh God!!! How i wish i could re-write and re-release the old Disney classics like Snow White. In my version, the evil Queen would openly wear a most wicked strap-on and those seven dwarfs, though fearing Her all the more, would find themselves strangely drawn towards Her castle late at night bearing gifts of scented oils... and lubricants - lots and lots of lubricants! In the morning, Snow White would be bustling about singing and making breakfast for all, when she would stop suddenly and remark "Oh my! Now that's funny but why is everyone sitting on pillows?" Grumpy would snap back to her "Don't ask... bitch". Also, Snow White's rendition of "Someday my prince will come" would take on a somewhat different meaning in my version of the cartoon. Yes indeed Snow White, Your prince will come... exactly when and where You tell him to. Tie him upside-down so that he does it in his mouth while those cute little forest animals watch and laugh at him - You young Domme in training! Walt Disney and i would have worked very well together since we share such a broad artistic vision. Critics and parents alike wouldn't be able to stop talking about my cinematic achievement. Oh, yes :)

Vanilla Jello versus Domme Jello

The recipe for vanilla jello involves buying a package of jello powder from the grocery store, mixing with boiling water, cooling and then refrigerating until gelatinous. This typically yields 4 to 5 small servings.

Domme jello, on the other hand, is far more complicated. The Domme keeps Her sub in strict chastity for a minimum of 2 weeks before tying him securely on his back and naked to the bed. The Domme then gently teases Her toy to full erection, which after two weeks of enforced chastity usually takes no longer than 15 or 20 seconds. Next, the Domme mounts Her sub, taking the penis into Her Womanhood - just for a few strokes and sternly ordering the sub NOT to orgasm. After dismounting, the Domme holds the sub by the hair and looks into his eyes while telling him that he had been mounted briefly so that he is reminded what a Woman feels like but also that it is an experience that he has no right to expect and that is totally under the Domme's control. While continuing to look into his eyes, the Domme orders him to tell Her that he understands what She has just explained to him and then mounts his face and takes Her pleasure from his tongue. Afterwards, the Domme orders that he no longer has permission to maintain his erection and sends him back to his chores/duties/house work. The sub is now jello and the recipe is complete. Depending on the size of the sub, the Domme jello recipe makes anywhere between 150 to 300 pounds of jello. Despite the impressive yield, it is only enough for a single serving for one Woman :)

The search goes on... but it sure ain't easy... sigh...

Making the most of email contact with a Domme

Let it never be said that subbing and serving are not without their lighter side.  Here's an email i wrote recently to a Domme in which i was trying to be funny... just a little bit. i was giggling to myself the whole time i was composing this message and by message, i mean to say fiction. i read it to a platonic vanilla female friend of mine afterwards and she thought it was funny, so i thought i would share it with everyO/one. i hope A/all reading it are entertained :) The Domme had sent me an email mentioning she thought i was "sweet" and i responded as follows:

BEGINNING OF EMAIL "Dear Mistress,

Why yes - i am sweet... and frequently mistaken for a big grinning 6'4" and 265 lb bottle of maple syrup. Despite this, people seem to often get upset when i try to spread myself over their pancakes in a restaurant. It's difficult to know why this bothers them but the really funny thing I've noticed is that one out of every ten guys doesn't seem to mind for some reason. Hmmm... I'm not sure why, but both reactions are so very puzzling to me. i just might be a natural blonde :)

i just want to wish You well in Your search for i know mine has been very difficult. Sincerely i have searched high and low and near and far but without any luck for quite some time. What's a poor and lonely slave to do? i even went so far as to create a profile on eHarmony.com in which I laid my heart bare for all the world to see. i wrote of my sincere desire to worship a Woman and treat Her like a queen as i worked hard for Her approval and admiration. In all honesty i described my yearning to work so that the Woman Who accepted me would not have to lift a finger and how i would busy myself around O/our house or apartment working my fingers to the bone while wearing only a frilly apron that had "Good wifey" embroidered on it. No detail was spared as i wrote most sincerely of my need to have a Woman lovingly sit on my face and pee in my mouth right before beating my sorry ass black and blue and covering me in Her warm feces. For some reason my profile disappeared from eHarmony shortly after. There must have been some technical difficulties with the website resulting in my profile's deletion but it just goes to show how the universe conspires against me in my quest to find love and acceptance.

Maybe it is because i am somehow "bad", as my grade three teacher previously labelled me. What did i do to deserve so harsh a label at such a tender age?  It's not like i ever got the chance to lick Her pussy despite my repeated offers, so good or bad - how would she know? And don't think that Her cruel rejection did not leave lasting emotional scars upon me. It was so unfair.

When dating, i always do my best to make sure that everything is perfect for the Woman Who is with me. Flowers, chocolates and a fine dinner are lavished upon my companion so that She will know where the evening is leading up to. And then what happens? Despite my best efforts to show what a quality gentleman i truly am, as soon as i gracefully fall to my knees and beg to have my tongue used as toilet paper, then They suddenly act all surprised and shocked like my offer was somehow unexpected or unacceptable - no matter how many times i assure them that i really do have a bottle of Scope so everything will be alright afterwards. i really don't see what the problem is. After all, i always wait until AFTER the waiter brings the bill before making my offer of personal service which really is indicative of my genuine concern for their intimate personal hygiene.  No matter how many times i explain myself later on, no one seems to care about my unrequited love and caring - police, judges, the court stenographer. They may not understand me but at least they all know me by first name, so i guess i should be grateful for their acceptance. It may always end the same but i personally don't think that any mere piece of paper, like a restraining order, can stop true love :) Don't you agree with me? 

So dear Lady, please wish me well in my quest as i sally forth to prove myself worthy of a nurturing and understanding Domme who, if i am lucky, will hold a degree in Psychology. Please wish me well as i wish You well such that W/we each find success in O/our searching. In this crazy, wacky world W/we live in, nobody gives a hill of beans for the heart-felt longing and sorrow of one poor sub and slave. But this is my hill and these are my beans and i will forge bravely onwards with spirit indefatigable to gain the acceptance of an approving Domme. i mean, it's not like i have much of a choice since the pro-Dommes around here are like super expensive :(

Good-bye dear Mistress. Please promise to think of me every-time You piss on a slave's face. At least W/we will always have urine. Hey - I think that might just make a dandy profile summary statement for my NEW eHarmony profile. Oh yeah - that'll work for sure!!!! Now i'm getting excited....

Sincerely Yours,

slave101ns" END OF EMAIL

LOL :)