SlavesNotToys

See, now this is the sort of thing I'm talking about:

"Miss I am intrigued by your profile and was wondering there was anyway I cOuld serve You. I am new but very obedient."

Are you obedient? Really?

Then, why are you wasting time (mine and yours) writing to me, when my profile starts with:"Pay attention. I will not message you, I may not read your messages, and, I definitely will delete them without replying, unless you do as is required, below. That is the only way I will know you are not another waste of time." ?

It sure doesn't look like obedience to me. If you want me to believe you are obedient, or, that you have any sort of quality whatsoever, then, display that quality when you contact me. 

Please to note, that this story, below, is one that gets read, and, then, an assumption is generally made as to what the panties mean. The assumption could be right, or, it could be wrong. That really is the point - not that he cheated, or, she left her panties, or, he is a cross dresser, or that his mother came to spend the weekend, or, etc. It is that, too often, relationships end on assumption and intercommunication, not well known fact.

The snow flies, falls, settles into nooks and crannies, covering over all, 
changing view

Underneath all, down below frozen earth, grow still the roots of most 
tenacious weed

It cannot be stopped, scythed down, burnt up, plucked out, cajoled, or tricked away

Let the winds moan on, let the cold bite against the world, let frost enter in

Soon comes the Spring, with the traveling of the sun, and, again, 
it blooms

In your lying eyes, lays the wasteland
Beckoning to me to step inside 
Rest my weary head 
and let my heart decide
Yet, I have already lost
the game of love.
I have traversed your depths
Trekked many a weary mile
Swam the ocean of your soul
Hoping to reach your smile.
Now, spent and broken
I stop to rest
On the cold cliff of reason
Perhaps it is best for it to end
Yet I take breath and dive
Trusting that angel He send
To catch my fall 
I got to be a lover
Should I tumble downward
and lay bleeding ever more
At least I took the chance
Isn’t that what love is for?
It’s only, only, only
my heart talking.
Hard hearted Alice never
tumbled down hole so well
as I tumbled into your life
With only my soul to sell
I gotta get you into my life
Into my life

Sometimes, when I bleed, 
it feels like sweet release, 
the pain of sickness 
cracking open and flowing free
Get it all out of me
Sometimes, when I cry, 
I can feel the pull of the ocean tide,
sucking out the life inside, 
until there is no more me 
Taking it all out of me
I step out onto the pavement
and feel the hardness of the world, 
crushing against my sole, 
tearing me apart
Bleeding back into me
But, I collapse into your kisses,
like a tesseract representing
love, desire, lust, and truth,
folding logically
Thinking of you in me
Not just on the outside
Not just to the inside
But, all the way around
We belong together
Dreaming of forever
Fingers entwined
I bleed some more, again, love
my heart pouring into yours
until truly we are only one
no more just me inside
sometimes when I bleed …

Hint, to all the s-type people who have been writing to me:

Well, first of all, I know the majority of you are still that one guy, that is still bat shite crazy, and, who I still do not want. I told you, I know people who know you, personally. They know where you live, they know how you act at munches and such, and, they know how very odd you behaved toward friends of theirs who bothered to meet you in public. I do not want you.

It's not even the insanity that I have a problem with, though. It's the dishonesty. If someone came to me, and, told me they felt compelled to stalk people because, they were oh so lonely and needed to be owned, I might be able to deal. Pretending you are sixteen, or more, other people, insulting me (Pardon me, Madame, but, you must be bonkers!), treating me as if I'm an idiot, etc., however, is just not as enticing as, apparently, you think it is. And, the definition of insanity is ... 

In other words, you are acting completely mad. Change tactics and start pursuing someone in truthfulness and, maybe, you'll get somewhere. Repeatedly doing what you have already been doing, gets you nowhere but blocked.

But, here's the hint for the rest of you (and, him, as well):

If I would "see you as a worthy slave to consider", or "have an interest in being served" by you, or, anything like that, it would be precisely because you showed up, read my profile, followed instructions, waited for me to know that you followed instructions and to contact, you; then, you continued to follow instructions, and, in the right order. 

I might even give a little consideration to those who failed, but, at least tried. However, if you are just willy-nilly messaging me out of the blue, you are entirely what I am trying to avoid, especially since I know most of you haven't even LOOKED at my profile. 

Good morning. I might just have air conditioning, today. Might. Since it got to be 115 degrees inside this house, at one point, and, it is seldom cooler than being outside, I look forward to the possibility.

The other night, we went to see Thor (me and my sister) at Crossroads. Telling you that, should give you locals another easy way to check my validity, by the way, if you read this sooner rather than later. It was actually a pretty nice movie.  Thing is, I think it would have been better with more story to it and being spread out into two movies, as that was rather a lot to be stuffed into one movie. So, as per usual, you get someone telling you there is emotional content, without seeing much by way of proof.

So, what I think, is that they should have had the first movie be his arrogant trodding about, well meaning but arrogant and immature, and, everything that led to his being tossed down to Earth. Then, another movie all about him trying to get back, and, inadvertently falling for a science geek.
Of course, that may, mostly be, because I want to see more of the man who played Thor. He's really amazing to look at. I'm not even talking about lust - though I could see why that would happen - but, he's beautiful, and, has this amazing child-like innocence to his smile. Very good job on him being picked to play Thor, as it's pretty hard to believe he actually comes from the same planet as most of us. 

"Not Tonight! A female orgasm is a powerful painkiller (because of the release of endorphins), so headaches are in fact a bad excuse not to have sex.." I just read on the profile of a man who claims to be dominant (I make no judgments as to if he is or no). It was part of a list of facts. This is the one that I felt really needs to be addressed, as, it is wrong in that it fails to take certain things into account. Come to think of it, there is another one like it, which mentions how having an orgasm helps menstrual flow, that can be addressed at the same time.

 Now, it is very true that having an orgasm can work wonders for a female. However, the majority of sex that is had, except maybe with oneself, is not geared toward sexually exciting a woman to the point of orgasm, and, generally, it just gets frustrating and makes headaches worse, now being accompanied by a belly ache or other distress.

Women, you know, do get "blue balls' too, except it happens up in their lower abdomen. Trapped blood flow from continual excitement that is never quite seen through. After a while of that, it becomes virtually impossible for them to have an orgasm, because, the body knows there is no point. 

And, yes, I meant what I said about it not being geared toward women, and, yes, that is true even when the woman has a man that she can order to do this and this. "This and this" is not the most exciting component of sex. Actual passion, desire for the woman instead of just the act, sweet and/or dirty talk, praises that have some basis in reality, pursuit that shows true desire, are for more important than a piston-like thrust or a willing tongue, especially since - sorry boys, but, it has to be said - most of you couldn't  screw your way out of a paper bag. 

I've had sex with s-types, I've had sex with D-types.  Sex with vanilla people is generally better, as  they usually spend less time telling you how wonderful they are and how lucky you are to have them, and, more time at least pretending to find you attractive. They don't make a lot of false promises, just the one that it will be good for you. So, yeah, sex with them is generally better. 

There were two guys I had sex with, where I can honestly say it would have been good enough to clear up a headache, if, in both cases, a roommate hadn't kept interrupting by banging on the door and/or yelling at us, out of jealousy. One of them, though, only would have worked the once, and, then, his true personality would have come out, anyway. The other one, he was just a little sweetheart, who was always glad to see me, to the point of annoying any other woman he was talking with, at the point where I walked in the door.

And, there was one guy, who, without even thinking he was a D-type, managed to do horribly lovely things to my nerve endings, even though he lived several thousand miles away, wasn't talking dirty, didn't have a camera on, and, no one was touching themselves at all. He just had that sort of personality, and, I trusted him, loved him, and, he said one of those things that just smacks of inherent right to be bossy - the way friends and family have, and, sometimes, a lover. 

Everyone else, no matter how technically good their actions were, were duds, because,  it was obvious they were only interested in flesh, and, flesh is boring, except as an accompaniment.  Kind of like the same way that most people who love barbecued beef or hot fudge sundaes, don't want just a bowl of the topping. 

Now, there are techniques which make it more likely that sex will be fun, mind you, even when it is just boring flesh rubbing together. However, most people don't know the most important ones, when it comes to women, and, apparently, many people don't know some of the most important ones for men, either. 

I can give you a hint: It has nothing to do with pounding, stretching, dilating, or, inflicting. And, it's not something that "Only people of the same sex could know how to pleasure each other" with. I know. I've talked to enough of them to recognize rampant cluelessness.

It all goes back to thinking of others, understanding, and, choosing to pursue quality over quantity. If one's motivation is to give pleasure to the person one is with, and, one is allowed to play and be curious, one is far more likely to discover such things. 

Unfortunately, sex has become mostly a selfish act, where even the alleged pursuit of another's pleasure is about racking up points for positions and techniques learned, rather than the enjoyable, lovely, sharing thing it should be.

Being engaged in lovely, enjoyable sharing, is good for the blood flow and helps prevent headaches. 

Being involved in wild, kinky, enjoyable, lovely sharing does it, too.

Sex, just sex - that's just another reason to need to shower and have an STD check.

If you were a man and your goal were to serve a woman, wouldn't you seek a woman who needed to be served? Then, from there, move on to one who wanted it?

If you were a man and your goal were to be a sex toy, wouldn't you seek a woman who wanted a sex toy to play with? Then, from there, move on to one who had interest in some of the same kind of sex that you do?

If you were a man and your goal was to be a pain slut, wouldn't you seek a woman who wanted to inflict pain? Then, from there, move on to one who had interest in the same sort of torture that you hoped to receive?

The point being, if you are seeking to serve, torture, use, or, whatever you are into, why do you flit about, willy nilly, from profile to profile, attempting to force something that is simply not there. 

You want a dominant woman, you found one. Good for you. Now, prove you want a dominant woman, by actually listening to her, rather than trying to mold her to fit your needs, and, certainly, rather than getting offended because she wants you to serve as she needs service, not as you want to lead her into "being served" for your benefit.

If you want a woman who will let you grovel at her feet, use a whip on you, or, otherwise give you exactly what you want, when you want it, then, go and find a slave girl who is a sadist, is my suggestion. Dominant women are going to want to be themselves, not to serve you.

Good morning! 

Just finished reading a very informative article on prayer. Actually it was a set of articles, addressing the finer points of how, why, when, and to whom. 

Today, I hope to get some work done around the house, but, have nothing else, much, going. Too hot, too poor for big plans

Something was nagging at me last night, though, and, it goes back to what that one person said (down, down in the journal entries) about how what I ask for makes me a Pro Domme. 

I am not a Pro Domme, but, if I was, so what?

Oh, I know, people say Pro Dommes are only after money, they have no real feelings for their clients, blah blah blah .. 

Yet, many lawyers, on retainer, become friends of the family. Many doctors are spoken of as kind and loving toward their patients, going out of their way to heal them. Not all of them are, no. Some really are only after the money and get quite creepy with it; but, the point is, that taking money for something you are good at, proves nothing about you, except that you need money to pay your bills.

You can love singers, who sell you albums, movie stars who you have to pay to see in action, you pray for a Judge that will be fair and impartial, you love an Attorney that is effective, you dote on the doctor who finds the cure, you appreciate police officers that actually do serve and protect, and, those of you who are religious, you do tend to adore your priest, preacher, pastor, minister .. and, in most cases, all of those people are people who are getting paid to be in some sort of higher position than you.

So, screw you and your assumption that just because it is a woman getting paid to do what, after all, the man desperately wants done, that it means she is somehow a lower life life. Women need to pay their rent, and, they generally have a lot more expenses when it comes to work or play, by expectation of society in how they should dress.

Screw you for thinking that your wallet is so sacrosanct that its contents are worth more than her time, sweat, tears, mental labors, or, physical beauty.

Screw you, with your "I believe in female supremacy" but "if you want money forget it" bullshite.

If you love women, then you learn about them, and, if you learn about them, then you know that they are STILL oppressed by society, even in the most free of societies,  through being judged by their looks more than their actions or thoughts, by being forced by expectation to wear makeup (horribly expensive shite, that), have their hair done, wear special clothes, and, that their clothes - decent quality clothes that won't give them a rash - cost more than men's clothes and that women are expected to own those clothes in greater quantity, presenting a variety of interesting looks to the world at large, or, they are SHUNNED, reviled, abused, sometimes even fired or refused work based on a lack thereof. 

You want to make her life better, do you? Want to serve her, do you? Then, simultaneously stop being part of the problem, by coming to know her as a person and valuing her for that; and, of course, making it more possible for her to walk down the street, dressed well, in makeup that is not going to fry her skin off with its poor quality, as well as having a decent place to lay her head, and, healthful food to eat.

If you can't make those things happen, then, screw you. She has no use for you.

Men want slaves for personal, physical pleasure related to sex and wielding their power over the flesh of another, primarily. That's what is hard for them to get.

Women want real comfort and security. That is what is hard for them to get. 

The other things, they probably will enjoy, as well; but, if you are to serve the one or the other, you had better figure out what their motivation is, and, seek their pleasure, not what you hope their pleasure is.

Now, I am firmly against women who go into Pro Domming, who have no love for the activities, or, who simply cater to the exact whims of the s-type for money. Then, they are whores, selling their body for money. However, so are strippers, and, many men who hate Pro Dommes love striippers, so, there's hypocrisy for you!

I am, however, firmly for someone who knows how to teach, how to discipline, how to create art, getting paid for their labors. And, so are you! In fact, some of you are teachers, who stand in front of a class, expecting obedience and hard work, thinking you deserve a paycheck for it - and, yet, judging a woman who stands with her foot  on the back of your head, expecting the exact same. 

Screw you!

I quote, to you, a profile read:

" More times more than not, there are those of Us who like to play at being a Dom. There are also those among U/us who have no clue what it takes to be a true Dom. The players among U/us usually have a general misunderstanding of what it takes to be a true Dom. Many are cruel, selfish, snobby, and self-centered. 

  A strong Master knows when to listen to His sub or slave and does not attempt to push them away. I fully believe that a true Dom must first Master Himself before He can master another. 

  I believe that a true D/s relationship begins with friendship. I am seeking a sub or slave who is searching for friendship with the possibility of a 24/7 relationship. I am searching for someone 25-40, unattached, drug and disease free, willing to eventually relocate. She must be fully aware of the implications of a true 24/7 D/s relationship and willing to accept them. 

  I consider Myself to be a strong willed, no nonsense kind and sincere Dom. I love to joke around and have fun, but when fun time is over, I am all business. I do not and will not put up with disrespect, dishonesty, or a lack of self being. I do not believe in doing things halfway. I will dominate not only the body, but the mind as well.   
 
  I am more than willing to answer any and all questions. I respond to every email even if it is to say “No thanks, not interested.” 

Favorite Quote, " A Master never has to demand ritual behavior from their submissive. Their submissive responds out of the want of pleasing them. Compliance comes from the wanting to please, not the fear of punishment"."

Now, then, tell me, again, how no one else thinks like me. Or, tell me how no man could possibly understand it (for this is from the profile of a man). Or, tell me how no one else could see my point of view as dominant (when the man is a Dom). And, then, I'll  point out to you that he quoted someone else at the bottom f his profile, who, also, thinks the same, at least in some respects. So, that makes at least three of us. 

You know why? Because, regardless of whatever kinky things we are, or are not into, we are into bdsm, but, what is most prominently displayed on this site, and, on all the other sites, is not bdsm - it is vanilla people seeking to work out their mental health issues, or, to escape their dreary little lives. 

Guess what? I don't have a dreary little life. I'm poor, always been poor, often oppressed, quite often ridiculed for what I think, believe, look like, how very poor I am. But, I am never bored and I never have to make excuses or pretend to be something I'm not, and, that's why I'm dominant, and, you are not.

"Oh, but, I am!" you say? Well, then, if it's true, assume I wasn't talking to you. lol

"  Hello, i've read your profile, and i'm interested.  Please just give me the chance to prove that i'm worth serving you.  Please give me the chance to kneel before you and offer you everything i've got.  Let me pamper, honor, adore and serve you the way that you deserve.   

 

Just reading my message is more than i deserve, and, indeed, an honor that i can barely dream of.  Nevertheless, i beg you to give me the chance to make something of my life, to give it purpose by serving you. 

 

If you wish to see my picture, you need only order me to send it, and, of course, it would be my honor to relocate to serve you in person.

Thank YOU :)"

So, you read my profile, and, you were so interested, so ready to be given the chance t prove that you are worth serving me, that you failed to do do ANYTHING, much less everything it says to do?

Anyway, I've talked to this man before. He said the same thing. So, I asked him, what my profile was about, and, he could not tell me anything specific, at all. This time he viewed my profile at 8:09 am, it is now 8:12 am.

Seen my profile? No one read it, considered it, and, had time to type out that email, in two minutes, and, it's been over a minute since I started writing this journal, come to think of it, since I got distracted.

If you think I'm that stupid, why would you even pretend to want to serve me?

Good morning! (I so want to finish that with "Vietnam!", but, I just won't). I hope each and every one of you, who read this, have a marvelous, happy, skippy dory sort of day. Which is not to say that I hope the rest of the blighters feel like they are sliding around on hot coals or razor blades all day, mind you - no, not even if they want to - just saying, I can't very well tell them my hopes, if they aren't reading this.

Just so you know, as some of you have obviously gotten the wrong idea (what a shock), I am not interested in anyone who calls themselves a piggy, and, has a picture of a piggy bank on their profile, who messages me  in the hopes of enticing me into some time wasting fantasy adventure wherein they promise me oodles of money, but, never deliver.

In fact, I am not interested in you, if you promise me oodles of money and then do deliver, if money is all you have going for you.

And, I am absolutely not interested in you, if you are a slave, or other s-type, who is messaging me, without having read, understood, and, complied with my profile, even if you turn out to be a sub/sub couple who otherwise goes by the names of Mr. Gates and Mr. Trump.

My profile mentions something that is about fair compensation for some of the use of my time, and, is geared toward deflecting time-wasters from even trying to engage me in their fruitless little fantasies. It is not an indication of me being a gold digger.

Why is it, whenever a woman wants something other than to have her entire day wasted on fulfilling the fantasies of men, it makes her a gold digger, whore, floozy, tramp, slut, bitch, or, other unpleasant sounding thing? Can you not conceive of the fact - you who claim to believe in female supremacy, especially - that we are more than body parts? And, that we have no legal or moral obligation to provide our genitalia for your amusement,  on a first come, first served basis?

If you want my time, in order to discuss serving me, prove you are worth it, beforehand. Show that you can follow instructions. If you can't do as my profile asks, and, in the correct order, then you cannot do the work I require of you. And, if you think $20 is too much to pay for up to two hours of my time in which to convince me that you are interesting enough to consider, then, you are certainly not someone who is going to respect me.

When you show that you believe my time is valuable, when you show that you have taken this all serious enough that you are willing to put in an effort -as I obviously had with all the typing (and, thinking) - of reading, learning what I am about, and, showing me that you can listen, then, maybe, you'll be worth considering. 

Until then, keep your insulting little piggy bank fantasies to yourself.

Something you should understand, is that the primary job of a dominant, who is being served, is to hone the slave or submissive that is serving them. They teach them to serve deeper, better. If the person they own is uneducated, they may guide them to learn how to study. If the person is in a dead end job, they may seek to further their career. If the person is depressed, they may seek to balance their chemicals through medication, therapy, or simple support. 

So, when you ask "But, what do I get out of it?" keep that in mind. That is what you get, or, at least, what you should get out of it. Someone who is going to support you, seek your best interest, help you to reach for your goals, and, make you a better, more successful person than you had been before them.

In that respect, I'm not really sure how or why a glass of piss would come into it. Unless, of course, it is survival training, in case you get trapped in a building or fall into a crevasse or something like that. ???

Nor, do I see how being told that you are worthless, then being kicked in the ribs until they break is going to help you. To my mind, if you want to have your ribs broken, helping you to be a better self is best done by addressing what makes you hate yourself that much, not by making sure you need medical attention as well as therapy. 

Pain has its place, as does admonition. Its' a matter of why they are used, as well as how.  That goes for chastity, denial, objectification, or, anything else done. Will it make you a better person? Will it relieve stress? Or, will it simply make you feel comfortable, having gone back to what you are used to, but, mixing it with a little caring, that you didn't get when you had the pain before? 

That sort of comfort you do not need. I will not give it to you. You will have no maintenance spankings from me, much less worse. If I spank you, it will be because you did wrong, or, because I want you to learn something about the inevitable futility of attempting to buck the system, maybe, but, it won't be because you expect it, think you need it, or, hope that this time it will be different than when Daddy did it. 

If you serve me, I will do for you, right back. Be prepared. It'll blow your little mind.

B.D.S.M.: Bondage, Discipline,Sadism, Masochism

D/s: Dom/sub or Domination/submission or Dominance/submission

D/s is encompassed under B.D.S.M., as is slavery, mild kinkiness, mostly vanilla sex in a relationship wherein an old fashioned "head of the household" tone is set, and, a lot else. 

Dominant: The person who is not willing to serve, but, who is willing to guide.

Dom/Domme: The person who serves by playing the role of being in charge, usually sexually

Submissive: The person who is not willing to serve, but, is willing t pretend to serve, for sexual thrills. Sometimes pretends to be a slave.

Slave: The person who puts service above all else.

Yes, that was a rather tongue-in-cheek set of definitions, but, with a point. And, what's the point? Read my ID. I am not interested in people who just want to be played with, or, who just want to play with me. Play is for after work is done, and, it is not really play unless everyone is going to enjoy it. I wouldn't enjoy it. You would bore me, sexually. 

Yes, I can say that, to the majority, because, with startlingly few exceptions, it will always be true. You are nothing special, just because you have a penis or a vagina, even if you want them dilated or stepped on. I could get that from 100 other people just like you, if that's what I wanted. 

Show me that you can listen, follow directions, that you have pride of accomplishment in your work, and, you are motivated by something other than your own potential orgasm, and, I might just be impressed. 

B.D.S.M.: Bondage, Discipline,Sadism, Masochism

D/s: Dom/sub or Domination/submission or Dominance/submission

D/s is encompassed under B.D.S.M., as is slavery, mild kinkiness, mostly vanilla sex in a relationship wherein an old fashioned "head of the household" tone is set, and, a lot else. 

Dominant: The person who is not willing to serve, but, who is willing to guide.

Dom/Domme: The person who serves by playing the role of being in charge, usually sexually

Submissive: The person who is not willing to serve, but, is willing t pretend to serve, for sexual thrills. Sometimes pretends to be a slave.

Slave: The person who puts service above all else.

Yes, that was a rather tongue-in-cheek set of definitions, but, with a point. And, what's the point? Read my ID. I am not interested in people who just want to be played with, or, who just want to play with me. Play is for after work is done, and, it is not really play unless everyone is going to enjoy it. I wouldn't enjoy it. You would bore me, sexually. 
Yes, I can say that, to the majority, because, with startlingly few exceptions, it will always be true. You are nothing special, just because you have a penis or a vagina, even if you want them dilated or stepped on. I could get that from 100 other people just like you, if that's what I wanted. 

Show me that you can listen, follow directions, that you have pride of accomplishment in your work, and, you are motivated by something other than your own potential orgasm, and, I might just be impressed. 

Good morning! It is a lovely 7:23 in the a.m, and, the steam is rising from the ground, nicely.

We had a storm last night. A lovely one, with crazy amounts of rain all pouring down at once and the sort of lightning that makes one wonder if the house will stand up to the sonic booms reverberating through the air.

Unfortunately, after all this time of waiting for the storm that seemed likely to approach, giving me some small hope of feeling a touch of cool inside this warm and steamy abode, I came to find there was a problem I had not previously considered.

Here was I, too tired to drag myself out of bed, and, here were my daughter and her girlfriend, racing about, shutting all the windows, effectively blocking out all the cool, and, leaving only the dampened air, leaking into the overly warm house, thereby allowing the storm to make life worse, not better. 

I'll never understand people who think that, in Arizona, a storm means one should immediately shut everything down, when, it is one of the few ways to possibly feel an outside temperature that is lower than the temperature of one's own blood, and, a good way to save a little cost in electricity as well. Mind you, if the winds are such that they are driving gouts of rain in through the windows, that is different. However, the rain was falling mostly straight down. 

Well, they took me by surprise, since I had never expected two persons, who generally are so irresponsible with their dishes, to break out into such boring and adult behavior, just when one needed them to, most, thrive upon the wonders of the natural world. Next time, I will know better and be prepared.

 On to thoughts of slavery.

I will point out to you - without you making reply to me, here - your own words. 
" who i can serve and obey without question or hesitation"

SeekingRMSlave

mistressarletta

Utilitarian

DangerousArt

TaskMistressAZ

midlifecrisisBBW

needrmslave

MonogamousLove

Those, above, are the IDs that I have used, in the last couple of years or so, that I know still exist on this site. Some of them I specifically attempted to have deleted, and, some of them, knowing how often things fail to be deleted, I simply changed some info on, when I left, so that I would have a harder time coming back to this place.Because, this site is like smoking, to me - it's bad for me, it causes a lot of stress, costs too much in time and money, but, it feels good at the time and sometimes seems like the only thing worth doing. lol

Anyway, for those who want to learn more about me, to decide if they'd be interested, to see if I sound like a real person, scoping the older profiles might just help. And, I do understand why you would want to be more sure, before you did as my profile requests. It's just that, I cannot spend several hours per day, on this site, chatting or emailing with several people, explaining and re-explaining my thoughts, feelings, positions, etc. It's too much for me. And, the point of having slaves is to take away burdens, not add more. So, I need some absolute proof that you are serious in your intentions, and, that you have read and understood what I am seeking, what I have to offer, etc., before I can even consider expressing an interest in knowing you. I'm too exhausted and too busy for anything else.

Last time I was on here, I was getting between 120 - 900 emails per day, every day. That would be from between 5 -25 people, maybe more on some days. Out of all of those, one man told me he understood, he wanted to serve me in the ways I wanted, and, all that. But, when we started talking off this site, he started talking about us getting maried. So, no, he did not understand. 

So, there was several weeks wasted. 

I can't make this my full time job, be your sounding board, be your entertainment for the evening, unless you are willing to pay for my time. So, that's the point of what I said in my profile. The people who are not serious won't pay, and, that's fine - because, I, also, will no longer be wasting my time on them.

I used to gather up these affirmations and try to get groups started, doing what we did in this one class, where we'd read them aloud, then, write what they made us think, think of, or, remember. Which, then, we could also share aloud, or not, as we chose.

The class was beautiful, though it was hard to do these sort of things. It was not just the boldness of public speaking, but, the purposeful allowance of intimacy. Very powerful stuff, that.

Just ran into an old file, and, felt like sharing them with you, because, they all mean something to me. One of them is, currently, at the head of my profile, because, I find it to be so true.

“I expect to pass through the world but once. Any good therefore that I can do, or any kindness I can show to any creature, let me do it now. Let me not defer it, for I shall not pass this way again.”
— Stephen Grellet, French/American religious leader (1773-1855)

"Men are only great as they are kind."
— Elbert Hubbard, American entrepreneur and philosopher (founder of Roycroft) (1856-1915)

"What wisdom can you find that is greater than kindness?"
— Jean-Jacques Rousseau, French philosopher (1712-1778)

“A kind word is like a spring day.”
— Russian proverb

"No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted."
— Aesop, Greek fabulist (fl. 6th century B.C., possibly legendary)

“Our duty is to be useful, not according to our desires but according to our powers.”
— Henri F. Amiel, Swiss writer (1821-1881)

"If the world seems cold to you, kindle fires to warm it."
— Lucy Larcom, American poet (1826-1893)

"There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it."
— Edith Wharton, American novelist (1862-1937)

Real generosity is doing something nice for someone who will never find out.
— Frank A. Clark

“What we have done for ourselves alone dies with us; what we have done for others and the world remains and is immortal.”
— Albert Pike, Scottish Rite Freemason (1809-1891)

“We should give as we would receive, cheerfully, quickly, and without hesitation; for there is no grace in a benefit that sticks to the fingers.”
— Seneca, Roman statesman, dramatist and Stoic philosopher (4 B.C.?-65 A.D.)

“The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong.”
— Mohandas Gandhi, Indian nonviolent civil rights leader (1869-1948)

“If one man dies, it is a tragedy; if a thousand men die, it is a statistic.”
— Unknown

"You cannot do a kindness too soon because you never know how soon it will be too late."
— Ralph Waldo Emerson, American essayist, philosopher and poet (1803-1882)

“One must care about a world one will never see.”
— Bertrand Russell, British mathematician and philosopher (1872-1970)

“It is the characteristic of the magnanimous man to ask no favor but to be ready to do kindness to others.”
— Aristotle, Greek philosopher (384-322 B.C.)

“Unshared joy is an unlighted candle.”
— Spanish proverb

“The best place to find a helping hand is at the end of your own arm.”
— Swedish proverb

“You have not lived a perfect day, even though you have earned your money, unless you have done something for someone who cannot repay you.”
— Ruth Smeltzer

“Compassion is the basis of morality.''
— Arthur Schopenhauer, German philosopher (1788-1860)

"Until he extends the circle of his compassion to all living things, man will not himself find peace."
— Albert Schweitzer, French Nobel Peace Prize-winning mission doctor and theologian (1875-1965)

Good morning! 

First, this morning, let me say that if you are the Irishesque slave from Florida or the Englishman from Pennsylvania -or, not any sort of potential slave at all - you might be an exception to the rules. However, as the rules exist, in the main, to keep me from wasting time that could be used for pursuits that will actually make my life better, you, equally, may not be; especially if you have profile photos I will not enjoy.

Queue the black man with the 12 foot dong, sending me his usual "Welcome to CM' crotch shots. "Whoops! Don't look down!" (sigh) He has a very disturbing face, this man, which reminds me, somewhat, of an effeminate bat. I think he's one of the creatures from Dusk Til Dawn, only, you know, the one that the other creatures from Dusk Til Dawn won't invite to their parties, because, he plucks his eyebrows and sends crotch shots to his food supply.

What I don't understand is, why these people never get tired of the same old emails and photos, and, change them up. There are so many people on this site - or, at least so many profiles- that never, ever change. Several of them are people who claim to want to meet people, but, who never actually quite relocate - as they claim they are on the verge of doing -- or make it across town, even. Most of them have the same photo they had in 1997, as well as the same exact information, and, most of them are the first people to start accusing someone of being fake, simply because they leave the site and come back, rewrite their profile, or, other things that normal humans, in fact, do. 

What I, further, don't understand is how someone could keep the same ID all these years, get reported by me, repeatedly, all these years, as scam artists, spam, for vulgar photos, for vulgar text, and, yet, still have not accumulated enough complaints to warrant a thrubbing; especially when I know other people have reported them, as well.'

Right now, Doctor Jeff, who is always about to relocate to work at a hospital fairly near to where I live - no matter what State I have been in, or, which country I said I would be moving to, over the years- is writing to me, again. You know Doctor Jeff, don't you? Has  a wonderful head shot of some upper middle age/younger old age silver-haired actor. Jeff - handsome, sweet smiled Jeff - has been exactly the same age, since before I had any gray to my hair at all. My children have grown up and Jeff has not aged. Jeff, if he is alive, is Dorian Gray, or, a vampire!

How stupid do you think I am, Jeff? And, why, if you must scam, can't you take a look at the photos, go "Oh, wait, I've hit on that one over thirty times now. Maybe I'll give it a miss!" It's not as if it's going to do you any good. You fooled me, once, and I agreed to meet with you, when you relocated. You did not relocate, you stopped talking to me, I realized, when you messaged me again with exactly the same wording as the first time, that you are not real, and, that should have been that.

Wait, that's two vampire references! Oh, man! The blood is about to rain down from the ceiling, isn't it? 

And, now, he's written me 6 more emails, 5 of them from other profiles. lol

lol  My "favorite" alleged New Yorker, alleged Londoner, alleged wherever else he claims to be from, scam artist has just written me. I did not respond to him, of course, since he has not followed my instructions. and, since I know him to be a scammer, who sends viral emails. Yet, he brings up some interesting points that others also bring up, from time to time, in his second email. Therefore I shall address them, here, for the sake of saving others time from bringing them up, later.

Any mention of an alleged factual reality, where God supposedly does not exist, puts me off.  Since I am seeking slaves who are willing and able to live with me, by my standards, and, at least to respect my beliefs, them being put off by my belief, or me being put off by their lack, is nothing more than an indication of unsuitability and a welcome one, as it helps further the process of sorting out the wheat from the chaff.

Should a Mistress change her beliefs to suit the slaves? Then, she would be a scam artist, indeed! 

If it puts the majority of folk off, so much the better, as I am not seeking the majority, who, on this site, are not even related to bdsm, much less genuine. I only want to hear from the special people, who understand that bdsm is not just sex, greed, or, forcing your beliefs onto others, and, in fact, should pretty much never be about those things, even if those things get included in the total package of a relationship.

"Can you be strict?" he asked me (not on this site, or, I would have blocked him for it). 

I have just announced that, not only will my slaves, most likely, be living in a shed, but, that they are not even allowed to discuss serving me, with me, until they make it worth my time. And, still I am asked, if I can be strict?

He also asked if I believe in high protocol eye and speech restrictions. Who, however, created these high protocols? Was it me? I don' t remember doing so. Am I born to follow every last silly little rule out of the Great Big Book of Domming? I don't think so! 

There is no such thing as "high" protocol. There is what I want, and, what I do not. When I tell you it is my protocol, it is always high, as it is your priority.

He wants to marry his owner.  I don't marry slaves. Am I chattel? Let slaves keep to their own level! We are done.

All he asked was .. something other than what I already said I would find acceptable. Something other than I had already told him was possible, and, yet, even after I explained to him why it was not possible, even after I directed him to this profile and told him to follow what it said, he still asked. We are done.

If he had wanted to serve me, he would have made the effort to listen, to obey, and, to serve me, rather than himself. He would not have put the potential loss of a $600 deposit as a priority over becoming mine. We are done.

Oh, but, do astound me, "slave". Act as a slave, and, beg. What a nice change of pace that will be, from all this asking, telling, and, expectation of privileges.