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NOT LOOKING FOR AN ONLINE MASTER OR PHONE MASTER*******PLEASE do not waste my time contacting me if you're looking to swing...NOT INTERESTED in mulitple partners. i've been in the lifestyle long enough to sniff out the fake wanna be Doms out here. NO COUPLES or WOMEN either. NO PICTURE NO RESPONSE FROM ME DO NOT ASK ME TO CHAT WITH YOU ON MY PERSONAL EMAIL...NOT GOING TO HAPPEN! Also, please be at least within 50 miles of my location. Not looking for a long distance relationship. If you can't take the time the time to write about Yourself on this site then You are not worth my time. One line profiles(boring), telling me to call you master or dom and i don't know you(not going to happen), that comes when a relationship has been established. Being a sub is not my entire life but how i want to be if and when i ever find that perfect Dom for me. Not looking to jump in to a relationship with eyes closed, like i said, been around the lifestyle for a while. It really is difficult to find that perfect blend of normal day to day life and then the D/s relationship when you come home and you're with your Dom. Very important to keep your private life private. To me, no one besides myself and my Dom need know about "us". i will add more to my profile later. Also, no smokers, heavy drinkers, nasty teeth, beer bellies, long hair and i'm not going to apologize for my dislikes. Thank you for stopping in to read my profile. Good luck to you as well. P.S. Please be No younger that 48 or older than 60. TAKE TIME TO READ THE STORY I WROTE ON MY JOURNAL PAGE AND LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK.
1/8/2013 7:23:17 PM

So a man that claims he's a Dom doesn't understand what's the big deal about protocol??? Should i let the real Doms/Masters on here answer his question? Or what about this one....what does it matter if i (a so called Dom) speaks of himself only using lower case "i" or "me"? Really, really is all i could say.

It's annoying to me when i receive messages from these types and it just waste my time. Not sure how much clearer i can be on my profile.

12/31/2012 6:22:46 AM

Carl and Kitty’s adventure chapter one:

 

Ever since I had discovered the pleasures of my own pussy at a very young age, I have had the fantasy of being some ones submissive or slave. I wasn’t sure at the time there was a difference but later on I’d find out there is a big difference.

 

I was lucky enough to have met Carl when I was about 16 years old and over the years we became very close and could tell one another just about anything without fear of being judged. When I turned 21 Carl opened up to me about his love of BDSM, this was also something I was interested in but had yet to meet anyone I trusted enough to indulge my curiosity and make my fantasy come true. Carl also shared with me he’d attended several seminars for new Masters to learn their craft. Learn how to train a sub/slave and he boasted to me a lot over the past couple years at how good he had gotten being a great sexual partner but I had no idea at the time he was holding back a little and didn’t want to just spring his whole BDSM lifestyle on me. So when it came out in one of our long conversations that I was curious about the lifestyle too, that was his opportunity to open up. He loved the idea of having some one who would do as she was told and meet his every desire, desires that a normal vanilla lifestyle just couldn’t provide him. Best part was it would be with someone he’d had a secret crush on for a while…….me. Even though I’d read up on this lifestyle, I was in for some major surprises that I had not expected.

 

We had set a few ground rules that basically meant that physical pain and torture were out but pretty much anything else he wanted was OK but I would find out later that the physical pain….i.e. spankings, nipple torture and a few other physical things would happen in the future but to my surprise I’d be the one asking him to perform them on me, due to the fact I would become more curious about what this lifestyle had to offer. I’d only had a few sexual encounters in my life and they were all pretty much a quick squeezing of my tits and a fuck so anything Carl wanted to try would be new ground for me and probably very, very exciting as well.

 

One rule when I moved in with him was not to bring any underwear as I would not need them. I was also to shave off all my body hair including my pussy hair.

 

When I arrived Carl met me outside by my car. He took my bag and we proceeded up the front steps and stood on the porch, he put my bag inside the door. He then ordered me to strip right where I was standing…..naked on the front porch I thought to myself but I did as I was ordered. I glanced around but could see no one on the street. “It’s a bit early for them so I don’t think any one will see you. The new “No underwear” rule meant I was only wearing a dress and sandals, so getting undressed was relatively quick. I felt incredibly exposed and silently prayed that no one in the houses around us were looking out their window. As I tried to make a move towards the door Carl pushed me gently back onto the porch. “Not before the inspection” He looked over my entire body feeling under my arms and up and down my legs. When he reached my thighs he gently pushed my legs apart and ran his hand over my pussy. The sheer embarrassment of being outside naked had aroused me and my pussy was starting to get very moist. “Ah, so you are liking this.” Carl sounded very pleased with himself “That’s good to know”.

 

I had an intense feeling of relief when he finally let me into the house. He watched me as I unpacked and made a point to search my bags to ensure I hadn’t tried to hide any panties from him, I then set about doing the house work.

 

For the first few weeks I was there we acted as a normal couple would except with a few rule changes.

 

While at home I was completely naked. I even hung out the laundry in the yard naked. There were houses on every side of the yard but it was also lined with trees. It would only take a neighbor to lean over the fence though to see me. If we went out any where, he picked my clothes. I usually ended up with a short figure hugging outfit that clung to my very large D cup tits and threatened to expose my ass or pussy if I moved the wrong way.

 

As we sat watching television one night, Carl said “Did you bring my clothes in yet?” I had totally forgotten about the clothes. “So my clothes are still out side?” “I’m sorry, I’ll get them now” “It’s a bit late don’t you think? They’ll be damp now. “He seemed very annoyed in my lapse of concentration “I suppose I should punish you”

 

As soon as he said this I felt a tingle in my pussy and the warmth of my juices starting. I had been waiting for a chance to see what sort of idea’s he had in store for punishing me. I was in for one hell of a surprise.

 

He walked off into the kitchen and grabbed his car keys. “Come on” He said striding back through the living room. I got up and followed him and was hit by a second and stronger wave of arousal when he opened the front door. I halted a little to see if any one was out there but Carl took my arm before I could see anything. “Car” he said.

 

I walked very nervously across the lawn. This is the first time I had been naked outside in the front yard since the day I arrived. I desperately wanted to cover my pussy and tits but I knew that would be unacceptable behavior. I was relieved to climb into the passenger’s seat but worried about where we were going. Carl pulled the car out of the drive and we headed off.

 

“Sit up straight and part your legs “He said with out looking at me. We drove up and down lots of streets for about an hour or so. It was late in the evening so there wasn’t much traffic around and I am not sure any one really saw me. “I have to pee” Carl declared. He pulled up at a little park and got out. Rather than walk to the toilet, he came around and opened my door. I was horrified that he expected me to get out.

 

“I told you I was going to punish you and this is it.” With that he reached in and unbuckled my seat belt and pulled me out. I stood completely naked on the side of the road with houses all around. Instinctively I put one arm across my tits and the other hand over my pussy. “Carl, what if some one is watching?” “That’s the whole point. I plan to humiliate you into being a good girl. Now move your hands and start walking.”

 

Unbelievably embarrassed and equally aroused, I did as I was told as he led me across the park to the public bathrooms. I was relieved to find we were the only ones in there. Carl stepped up to the urinal and stood there. “Come on girl” He said “It’s not going to get itself out.”

 

I unzipped his fly and pulled his cock out. Gently he put his arm around me and started running his finger up and down the crack of my ass. It made me wonder what else he would make me do as part of my punishment. I was contemplating that thought when I heard a man’s voice. “Holy Shit” some one had come into the toilets and I froze on the spot. There I was naked in a public toilet with a complete stranger standing right behind me.

 

“You can put my cock away now dear” Carl said to me. I moved my arms only as I tried not to bend over in front of who was ever back there. As I pulled up the zipper, Carl started talking to the stranger. “I hope we haven’t offended you?” “Hell No!” The stranger said “What I can see from back here is anything but offensive” “That’s good” Carl replied “You see, the girl got a bit lax with her house hold duties and I’m punishing her. A bit of public humiliation might bring her back in line. “Couldn’t agree more” said the stranger.

 

“Girl” Carl said “Why don’t you assist our friend here with his needs. He has obviously come here for a pee” The look on Carl’s face said it all. I had no choice. I could feel my whole body burning red with humiliation of it all as I turned and faced the newcomer. He was an older man in his mid fifties with a huge smile on his face and a growing bulge in his pants. He looked directly at my bald pussy that now glistened a little with the juices I could not control. As he stepped up to the urinal I unzipped his fly and took out his hardening cock. Right then Carl told the man “no, don’t waste it in the urinal; I want you to piss on her.” I was mortified at the words coming out of his mouth but the man was more than willing to oblige Carl. The man aimed his cock right towards my chest and started to piss all over me, his piss was hot with a strong odor to it but Carl didn’t seem too concerned with my feelings and just  let him continue pissing on me. He motioned to the man to make sure he covered my entire front and not to miss my pussy. I was so humiliated already but there was more to come before the night was over. Once the man finished, Carl asked the man if he’d like to fuck me. Now what do you think the man said? Carl had me step up to the sink and rubbed some of the cheap soap that was there all over my front and then attempted to wash off some of the man’s piss, mostly so his car wouldn’t smell later on. He then told me to lean over the sink and spread my cheeks. Then he asked the man did he want to fuck my pussy, my ass or both…..you thought Carl just told him he’d won the lottery by the look on his face and of course he said “both” please.

 

The man grabbed my hips and thrust his cock into my pussy without any warning; he stroked my pussy with his cock for a few strokes and then I felt him spit on my ass hole, his attempt to lube me up but it didn’t work. When he put the head of his cock in my ass hole I thought I was going to split in half. He grabbed my hips and in one hard quick thrust jammed his cock all the way inside my ass up to his balls. I thought he might give me a couple seconds to catch my breath and relax but that didn’t happen either. He just started fucking my ass hole like a jockey would ride a race horse, fast and hard….slapping his balls on my pussy with every stroke. I thought he’d never cum. Finally he shot his wad inside my ass and it was over….at least I thought it was over. When he pulled his cock out of my ass, Carl ordered me to lick his cock clean. What I was saying in my head, he just fucked my ass and now you want me to put his cock in my mouth…..yes, that’s what he said. I could not believe what I was hearing but I knew if I didn’t the next time would be far worse. I squatted down and reluctantly put his cock in my mouth and licked and sucked his cock clean. The man then stuffed his cock back in his pants, thanked Carl for the lovely evening and left us.

 

Carl told me to lean over the sink again, I’m thinking, now what. Spread your cheeks again I need to be sure none of that cum and shit gets on my leather seats. He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out this silver teardrop looking thing with a blue glass jewel on the flat end. Carl spit on my ass hole and pushed that thing in to my ass. Yikes that hurt as much if not more then when the stranger fucked my ass. I didn’t realize just how big it was at the base. It was not going to come out unless some one pulled it out. He said you’ll be wearing this from now on when you’re inside or outside the house is that clear and the only time you’re allowed to remove it is when you’re allowed to take a shit, is that CLEAR, I answered “yes” its clear Sir.

 

As we started for Carl’s car I tried speeding up our pace, I just wanted to get back in his car and feel safe again but it didn’t matter because we’d only be in it for about five minutes.

 

Carl pulled the car in to the parking lot of one our local all nude strip clubs; he drove around back and parked. I’ve driven by many times but had no desire to go in or to even know what went on inside this place. Well tonight I’d find out. Now that I was 21 Carl could take me anywhere and I’d be legal, I think that was one of the reasons he waited until now to have me come live with him and be his sub.

 

Carl told me to get out and come around to his side of the car; it was around midnight so the place was hopping by now. I got out and walked around to Carl’s side; he grabbed my arm and walked me up to the back door. He rang the bell that was outside and a very large tattoo covered man answered the door. “What the fuck, where have you been dude?” I haven’t seen you in what six months? Carl said “yeah” I’ve been in training and this is my new slut and we’ve come here tonight so she can get some much needed public humiliation training, you know what I mean? The man just smiled and motioned us to come inside.

 

It was really dark in side and smelled of liquor, stale cigarettes and sex. Geez, I could not imagine what he had planned for me in a place like this but I didn’t have to wait long to find out. I was already naked what more could I do in here?

 

Down the corridor was the stripper’s dressing room. Carl opened the door a crack and one of the strippers recognized him and waved him to come in. There were about twelve strippers working that night all crammed in to that small dressing room. They were all getting ready for their next act. Carl asked the one woman if she’d help him get me ready for my show. “My show,” what the hell is he talking about” the stripper said she’d love to help him out, in fact, she’d do it all and Carl could just wait in the hallway. Carl stepped out in to the hall and closed the door. The stripper had me put on some nipple clamps that had tassels hanging on them, those were actually cute. Then she tossed me a crotch less thong, it’s like what’s the point of even putting it on…..it’s a thong that is crotch less! But I just did as I was told and put it on. Then she asked me what size shoe did I wear, “size 7” I told her. She left the room and came back about a minute later with a pair of knee high boots and I swear the heel and platform had to be at least six inches high. Geez, I’m going to fall on my ass or face for sure wearing those things. I sat down to put them on and surprisingly they were easy to walk in. Must have been the way they were made.

 

I opened the dressing room door and Carl spun around to take a look at me, damn slut you look fucking hot, I’ll have to bring you back here for an encore. I’ll have to take a picture of you with my phone so you can see just how hot you really look. I had no desire to see my picture; I just wanted the night to end.

 

Carl took my hand and led me out to the bar area where the stage was. Shit he’s going to make me dance for all these horny old men, hell I don’t like to dance with my clothes on and now I’m almost naked and have a butt plug in my ass. There was a dancer on stage right now doing her routine and she was really good. In this club they get totally naked at the end of their performance, sit on a chair and spread their legs so the men can see their pussy and then they turn and kneel on the chair and spread their ass cheeks and finger their ass hole and pussy for the men…..that’s when the money really starts being thrown on to the stage. Finally her routine was over and the DJ motioned to Carl to bring me up on stage. Fuck here we go I thought to myself. Carl pulled me up the stairs on stage and pulled me real close to him so I was the only one that could hear what he was saying. Let me tell you one thing little girl, if you embarrass me tonight by not giving these men the best show they’ve ever seen, lets just say you don’t want to see me get pissed off, now do you?

 

Carl jumped off the stage and took his seat and the DJ asked me what music I wanted to dance to. I stood there for a couple seconds not knowing what to do and then it hit me, I had watched that stupid Flash Dance movie at least a hundred times if not more and knew every routine by heart, so I asked him if he had the sound track for the movie, thank goodness he did. I had him play the one where Jennifer has the water pour over her, I didn’t have a bucket of water but the DJ had a pitcher of water he let me use. I was sitting on the chair and the music started and I poured the water on me, shit, its ice water and it’s fucking cold.

 

When the music started it was like I was in my own world and no one was watching me. After a minute or so the men starting whistling and telling me “take it off” and I started removing one item at a time, remember, I’m only wearing a few items that can be removed. Each thing I removed I’d toss it to the audience, they loved it. I must have been dancing for a few minutes and I knew I had to do something really nasty to please my Master…..so I took off the last garment, the thong and tossed it to the men, then I knelt on the chair and pulled the butt plug out of my ass and sucked on it, shit I’d already had a cock in my mouth earlier that had been in my ass why stop now. Then I put it in my pussy and started fucking my pussy with it, sucked on it again and then put it in my ass and fucked myself until I made myself cum……..it was fucking great. I received a standing ovation from the audience that night. The men must have thrown about a grand to me for my performance.

 

 

Carl came over to the stage and had me jump to him, he caught me and gave me a big hug and kiss and told me that I had made him very proud that night and even though I was humiliated over and over that I proved to him that I would be obedient to him and do everything in my power to make him happy and it turn he would continue his training so he could be the Master a good sub like me deserved and needed in her life.

 

12/30/2012 8:07:19 AM

SO IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT I SAY ON MY PROFILE BECAUSE YOU'RE NOT READING IT.

WHAT PART OF "NO PICTURE OR YOU DON'T WRITE ABOUT YOURSELF" YOU WON'T GET A RESPONSE FROM ME DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND???? IS IT REALLY THAT DIFFICULT?

WHY WOULD ANY ONE WANT TO CHAT WITH A PERSON THAT CAN'T TAKE TIME TO WRITE ABOUT THEM BEING A DOM, ASK YOURSELF THAT QUESTION.

ALSO, WHY WOULD ANYONE WANT TO CONTACT YOU IF YOU CAN'T EVEN POST A PICTURE, YOU CAN WHITE OUT YOUR FACE BUT AT LEAST HAVE A PICTURE THAT SHOWS YOU CARE ENOUGH TO LET THE OTHER PERSON SORT OF SEE WHAT YOU LOOK LIKE, BODY TYPE, ETC......

WHEN YOU DON'T DO THESE THINGS IT JUST SHOWS HOW MUCH YOU DON'T CARE ABOUT THE PERSON YOU'RE CONTACTING.

I'M NOT ON HERE LOOKING TO "FUCK" SO MOVE ON IF YOU CAN'T RESPECT MY WANTS.

GOOD LUCK FINDING A SUB THAT IS CLUELESS ABOUT THE LIFESTYLE AND BELIEVES YOUR BS.

lindseyliesxxx
 
 Age: 25
 Columbus, Ohio