SublimeLady

I got this message today:
"Fake other world . you’ve never been."

Interesting, was from a profile of a Domina? I have never had a fellow Female question My Sublime Lady title or especially that I'd ever been to OWK? Preposterous indeed. This has convinced Me there's a male piglet behind that profile. Who would write such nonsense besides a disgruntled male creature--especially with the punctuation/capitalization skills that are lacking in the above?

I've been busy. How is everyone doing?

I come here quite often and just read profiles.  I enjoy exploring, connecting to and learning about what others have to say--lurking into the "minds" if you will, of those that are also in this lifestyle. I find quite a few very well done and sincere; however, you'd be surprised by how much absolute horror lurks in the spelling, grammatical use, spacing, punctuation and overall delivery of "self expression" here-God help us.  Some, (as is the case this evening) are the most FAKE and STUPID crap I've ever read in My life--made Me laugh so hard I spit out My water.  So, thanks for the laughs, I needed it--was a long day.

Fem Domme Society Dutchess Rank

I would certainly like to become a Dutchess within the society.

That will require THREE of you joining with a Platinum Membership. Use My Member Number: 54102

I look forward to more participation within the group and I'm counting on you dedicated boys to contribute to our community as a whole.

Thank you.
SL

Order of Society *Currently a Baroness*
http://www.femdommesociety.com/society

Register/Upgrade:
http://www.femdommesociety.com/register1

Beautiful Perversion dressed for the kill.
Shiny latex lingerie and each shall be fulfilled
Fantasy awaits him..he's waiting for the command
In the second he is Hers, his mind will expand. ~SL

Waiting on Me hand and foot should be something that he craves to do. In making Me happy, his life, his thoughts, his "being" is in tune with what is correct.

Never in years (since really discovering My nature in 1992) have I subjected Myself to any type of relationship with any man who was not submissive. I will never understand how some Women feel they would be lower than any man, when nature itself deems it the natural order of things - Women over men.  Everything else is just rubbish.

Something I just came across about Female Domination....
Gabriele Hoff, PsyD
http://www.lifestyleeducation.net

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Current Rank on Fem Domme Society is only 67 out of 100? SHAME on you boys...

Get to work!
SL

http://sublimelady.femdommesociety.com

When joining, use my ID as a reference: 54102

Some of my favorite sites:

http://www.owk.cz
http://www.femdomdating.com
http://elisesutton.homestead.com/main.html
http://www.aboutflr.com
http://femaleledrelationships.net
http://www.yesmistress.org
http://www.cybelians.com
http://gynarchy.org/wordpress
http://internationalsissyboy.blogspot.com

I haven't written here in a while and since I have quite a few subscribers, I just wanted to update you and say "hello!"

My slave and I have been doing very, very well. Today we ventured out on errands and now We/we're both in our respective homes doing the catch-up of laundry, emails, etc.

The dynamic of the relationship is really amazing and growing stronger every day. We first met in the very last days of March 2012, but the "romance" didn't blossom until the Fall. Not even so much as a kiss all those months. I truly treasure the fact that W/we built a friendship first and really got to know, love and respect what each had to offer the other on all levels.

Today, our relationship is a great reflection of what you'd value in a FemDomme relationship. he knows his place, does everything to please Me and never bats an eye about making sure I have everything that makes Me happy.  I feel very blessed to be spoiled and loved in so many ways, as he is too. The submissive role is a constant, in every way, in everything he does.

There is something to be said by taking the approach that we did, we focused on who we were as people and became great friends first.  That friendship is still there and I always tell him he's my best friend...I truly mean every word.

He supports Me in My work and I in his, he's an amazing intellectual type with a wonderful career that I respect. he always makes time for Me and basically works hard to make sure his I am happy on all levels.

I hope that life is going well for all of you. Stay positive, stay focused and one day, when you least expect it....the person of your dreams may walk into your life, simply and profoundly.

SL

Merry Christmas to all! My slave and I will be venturing south momentarily to his Mother's home in Wine Country and staying through Wednesday afternoon.

W/we are in such delight as relatives have flown in to be with U/us and it's going to be a magical time.

Love each other today and every day....never give up in finding Y/your True Love!

I am so very lucky and a very adored, spoiled and loved Lady...I thank God every day for My slave and the amazing, driven, wonderful and loving man that he is.

he is My gift of a lifetime.

Love to all of you and your family, from U/us.

SL

You can put lipstick on a pig....but it's still a pig. ~Anonymous Cross-dressing male Pig

Someone wrote and asked Me today if I was "THE" Sublime Lady. For those ignorant, no, I'm one of 89 of Us Worldwide and only 17 from the United States. One of Us, Mistress Elizabeth, We lost to death a few years ago. This means there are only 16 REAL Royally-Crowned OWK Dommes still living. We must honor that small number as when We are gone, there is only the memories of pictures/videos, WHAT We said and HOW MUCH We loved our subjects. OWK as a "body" of Women has about 50 more good years left...thank GOD for that! Long live all of Us and long live the memory of the only TRUE Domme Royal and Exclusive Community that We still represent.

http://www.owk.cz/philosophy-operation/whoweare/lis…
~Women Over men, Forever~

Christmas: What are you getting your Domme for Christmas?
Dommes don't buy gifts, We only receive. Of course, a nice paddling is a gift!

I love this: "hope he enjoyed his release, although don't usually enjoy as much when drinking....You are so thorough, MLady"

This is exactly why I got him drunk...I don't want him to enjoy it. VERY good observation, slave on CollarMe who shall not be named :)

The sapiosexual slave was allowed one release while drunk on Friday. Little did he know that would be his last release until this coming Tuesday...or not, will depend on My mood.

Also on Friday night, I was treated to an amazing dinner and professional bartending - a lovely Gin & Tonic and a night of laughs watching movies while he rubbed My feet.

To top it off, the new Bon 4 Plus arrived that I commanded he order, along with 20 extra plastic numbered locks.
http://www.stockroom.com/Bon-4-Plus-P4720.aspx

He also surprised Me with these two lovely gifts: 
http://www.stockroom.com/Trainer-Ball-Gag-w-Dildo-Ring-P1309.aspx
http://www.stockroom.com/Pikes-Peak-Butt-Plug-and-Cock-Ring-Combo-P4625.aspx

Today, I'm taking him to a shop where he will buy an additional plug for this steel cock ring, the current one is way too heavy, "yet."

Last night, he was allowed to go and visit family. Today he will be cleaning his apartment to My specifications (in shackles, panties, wig and lipstick) while on a leash.

Wonderful day thusfar!

The morning was beautiful, he arrived at 8am. I was made a beautiful breakfast of hand-designed eggs, sausage and a mixture of exquisite fruits...coffee.  The slave ate his breakfast at My feet with My right foot covering up My property between his legs.

I was delivered a few gifts, all of which I was so pleased with. Some leather and steel, others were vanilla affirmations of love, completely beautiful.

Our walk...the stones in the sneakers did well for My amusement. I made him run quite a bit, which was hilarious hearing the "ow, ow, ow...everything for You, Mistress" as he galloped.

slave sent out into the world with permanent marker writing on each ass cheek:
"SL's" "Ass"

My house is clean and while the slave is released to the office for tomorrow's prep, I'm going to take a nap.

Happy Mistress....so pleased with My pet's continual strive to please Me in every way...as it should be.

I did a wildly creative Feminizing Scene last night-still reeling...
and of course eating some more of the gourmet meal that the slave cooked prior...delectable scallops and other goodies. he sat on the floor with plate and no silverware, of course. Shackled in Medieval OWK style shackles at the hands and feet, he did all the cleaning with difficulty, as he should. Some of the meal was eaten off the tops of My boots. Lovely...just lovely.

Tomorrow, we are off to do a five-mile power walk with stones inside his sneakers and a jingle bell attached to his balls. Should be rather interesting to see the faces looking for... "where's that bell sound coming from?" After that, we're off to buy new exercise wear-hot pink women's yoga pants for him and whatever else I can dream up.

Enjoy your Saturday, everyone!

If She can still care for me when I've been stripped of all my dignity, then She truly cares for me as a person.

Another good read: http://maybemaimed.com/2009/02/27/8-things-submissive-men-want-from-a-dominant-partner/

A Great Read: I talked to a domme a few years ago about her feelings concerning her long-term relationship with her male submissive. She said that the thing she resented most was the way other men in the D/s community viewed her submissive. She never called him her boy or pet but chose to refer to him as her man. She proudly told me of the incredible strength he possessed and how precious his surrender was to her . He could easily overpower her with little effort but willingly submitted to her control out of love and devotion to her. I was impressed with him from the first moment we met. His intelligence and strength of character were obvious, as was his complete devotion to his Mistress. No one could meet this man and see weakness or cowardice in any fiber of his being, yet he responded to her every word, look and gesture with impeccable submission. She remarked, "Some say he's weak because he's submissive. I'm here to tell you that he is more man than any dominant male I've ever known. They have no idea the strength he has to have to be able to be what he is to me." I've never forgotten her, her words, or him.

READ THE FREAKING PROFILE-I AM CONSIDERING SOMEONE-QUIT WRITING ASKING TO SERVE ME OR I WILL BLOCK YOU WITHOUT HESITATION!

Dear Newer Ladies, let Me enlighten You on something.  If you want to be a TRUE leader of Your house there are some simple rules that must be in place. One of the biggest mistakes You can make (and it discredits Your abilities) is to allow Your slave to participate in testosterone-driven crap on TV or in Reading Materials. Get a handle on this early...do NOT allow this! Read more on the OWK Website if You want to understand what TRUE Female Rule is. Women Over men, Forever. SL

Married...Part 2

you'll have to come to FL if you want to read the rest of this ongoing saga!  I use the same username there. Thanks!

Excerpt:
I reach over, grab some grapes out of the bowl. I focus on him with My eyes and he follows. "Open your mouth, Ich bin eure Königin und du bist mein sklave." he opens his mouth and nods his head at the same time, in full agreement. I feed him the grapes. Suddenly, I am no longer hungry for Myself, rather, hungry to feed him...both literally and figuratively. I have a deep-seated need to take care of this man, to look over him, protect him and keep him safe...to teach him so many things about love. he's been alone so long, I know he's forgotten what that truly feels like-to be cherished and adored, protected and made whole, through Me, his Mistress for eternity.

Before I get an onslaught of emails, please do NOT write Me and ask Me if My stories are true, they are all fiction! Enjoy!

Married ... Part 1

I flew into the Munich airport and arrived in the early morning, 5:05am to be exact. The total traveling time was somewhere around 13 hours from "door to door." I found it hard to rest on the plane, I kept thinking about his beautiful face between My legs and how I wanted him there with Me on that plane to make the long flight more bearable. Finally, with sleepy eyes, I hear the attendant "Wir danken Ihnen für fliegende Lufthansa und Willkommen bei München."

The customs checks always feel like forever when you are trying to reach fast into the arms of a deserving slut - UGH!

There he was, waiting for Me...nervously, scared, shy, unable to control his shifting from one foot to the other. he was polished from head to toe, wearing a suit and holding tightly to a huge bouquet of gorgeous and bold purple roses. his clothes were perfectly pressed, shoes perfectly shined. his smile seemed to radiate clear across the 50 feet that separated us as I caught My first true glimpse of his face. There was no Skype anymore, this was real.

Our eyes met, there was no denying the chemistry between our gaze. It felt as though we were the only two people in the airport, just like a romantic movie where the two people fall in love across a room.

Only this, this was much much more than love. This was a Dominant Female traveling across another country and then an ocean...to claim what She thinks might be Her slave husband...Her property, the only true love for the rest of Her life.

When the customs finally released Me, I practically ran into his arms, tripping over My own feet like a teenage girl in the 70s seeing Donny Osmond or something...this was not Me, usually, but THIS slave, THIS man, does it for Me like that. I feel like I can't control Myself. At this point, I'm wondering, "who the hell is more nervous, him or I?" Funny in a way. Love does weird things to U/us, doesn't it?

So, there W/we are, finally holding one another and his arms feel so good, so strong and honorable. I let him go and gaze into his eyes, allowing him to feel My Dominant power for the first time. I feel his knees buckle as he slowly makes his way to the floor on both knees.

"Mistress, whatever you desire, whatever you wish, is mine to give to You...quickly and without hesitance." he hands Me the roses like they are My trophy..a metaphor of him handing himself over to Me, to claim.

I gaze down into his eyes and stare into those gorgeous hazel cesspools of wonder and longing....I take his chin into My right hand and I whisper into his left ear...."get up, My love and go fetch My bags from the baggage area. Here are the claim tickets. you'll know them, they are the two purple ones, with the Monogram "M" on the front for "Mistress." I gently lick his left cheek and send him on his way.

"yes My Worshipped Lady, please, come and sit over here while I get Your bags." he escorts Me to the closest empty bench and I sit and wait, smelling My perfect purple roses.

While I await for My slave slut to come back for Me, I am amused watching other lovers embrace as they reunite in the airport. The feeling of love in an airport is such a refreshing thing...it reminds Me of the "raw" part of being human, the "raw" part of feeling human and experiencing our animalistic side...the part of us that longs to be close to another human. One can't explain it, it just is. Too often, we find ourselves behind computers and other contraptions instead of loving others with this "raw" nature that's surrounding Me at this very moment. Ah...I'm loving every moment of it. I look around...figuring out who the submissives and who the Dominants are...

Ah...there he is, he's back. Perfect capture of My bags and quite quickly done with the task. I am quite impressed and relieved that he's not a slacker in the least.

I stand slightly above him by about two inches (thanks to the heels). As I look down again into those bright eyes, I kiss him deeply and passionately...he's melting into Me as I can feel his chest pressed against Me so tightly. he's careful to hold tight to the bags as I assume he already knows that dropping them would mean a terribly humiliating public punishment.

I keep on kissing him, drawing him into Me, moving My power along the inside of his slutty mouth that I can't wait to direct to My feet later on today.

I finally let his mouth go and he gasps, gasps as his heart is racing and his dick is completely hard and bulging almost straight out of his pants. To My delight, he's already showing signs of wetness. I think to Myself, "what a slut-what a naughty, nasty, OWNED slut you are."

W/we exit the airport with him two steps behind and to My left. I walk My usual fast pace to the train. W/we board the train and I sit while I instruct him to stand where I can get a good view of his trashy, slutty ass..MY ass. The train isn't too crowded at this time of morning, only two other people in our car. I get his attention by running the front tips of my heels up inside his pant leg. he is pleasantly distracted and smiling big. I love his smile.

Our train finally makes its stop in our little sleepy town. I exit the train and he follows...just as in the airport as I have instructed. Yes, even on his own street at 7am, the neighbors are probably rising and there is surely someone watching out their window as I take total charge of the sidewalk and street.

W/we get to the front door and he opens it as quickly as he can. his hands are shaking as he knows I am about to take over his entire existence...and change his life....for the better.

Stay tuned for Part Two....

Fact: A Saudi Arabian Woman can get a divorce if Her husband doesn't give Her coffee.

Ok, I have to break down here and find a German-speaking sub that is willing to invest time online to help Me learn this language! Who wants a job teaching a Lady German!? Skype capable a must!! Thank you, subs/slaves!

Working in Germany soon, doing my lessons...not an easy language to really take on. I've never wanted to know it, because I never wanted to know what a German man was saying to Me...just have always been addicted to its sound.

So, here I am, two weeks out of meeting with new clients for our company and cherishing every planning moment, every language exercise and spending My days at one of the local German Markets talking with local Germans Detlev, Wolfgang and Ulrich. 

A tour of Weihenstephan, visit some Beer Gardens, tour Neuschwanstein Castle, eat a bunch of sausage und kraut, attend the Bavarian Theater Festival and go on a Bavarian Film Studios Tour as well as meetings with some folks on the lot.

Any other suggestions besides the Cathedrals and *gulp* the camps?

Danke! 

Please do not write Me asking for consideration. I am not looking at the moment. If you want to email, that's fine, but I'm not up for anyone serving Me for a few months, I have a lot going on.

Rummaging through the closet and sorting things from slaves of years past...I came across this, it meant so very much to Me. I miss alexis. he/she...will always be dear to My heart.
Wild ideas - that flash through my brain...
Are You the cause or the cure?
Am I just going insane?
From partitions of despair - to the arms that I crave...
Debilitating the senses...
Am I truly Your slave?
Systematic genocide - of all that I knew...
My fortress is crumbling...
Is it a revealing of You?
I feel that thunder is quaking - in the earth of my soul...
The darkness is withering...
Am I truly seeing You?
I panic, I flash - to buttress the wall...
Do I impede this destruction...
Am I to watch it fall?
So, in the end...
Listlessness comes...
My shrouded essence - drifts in the oceans...
Into Your caress - I descend.
~slave alexis, October 18, 2003~

On most applications/forms of any sort "Female" most always comes before "male" when you have to check off your gender.  There's a reason for that. Remember, if not for Us, there would be no you!

THREE....count em' THREE Married tools trying to approach Me. Get off this site and get into counseling you cheating asses!! GET COUNSELING and stop this sick behavior. BDSM doesn't mean you can be outwardly immoral. I swear this pisses Me off beyond anything in life. STAY faithful, you'll sleep better.  Don't try and "serve" and "date" good Women unless you're single and honest. WE don't want your type. I wonder how your Mother would feel if She knew about this. Think about it. RESPECT WOMEN or don't be trying to serve Women that you can't and won't respect. We can smell you a mile away, tools. Now crawl back to your Wives and repent and get off OUR site!

"I don't live it 24/7"
Newsflash! If you ARE, then you ARE.
Scenes don't go on all day long, etc. But you can't say you don't "live" as a sub if that is what you are. Even if you are single and completely unowned by a Mistress, you are still a sub/slave. You are not sexually nor socially vanilla in any way if you're on this site. Point blank. End of story.

Ich habe eine Schwäche für sexy handsom Deutsch Sklaven.

Enjoying life, have a re-ignited passion for CDs. The more andro, tall, the better-I've always felt like that. One that wears panties and hose but no makeup, maybe just some gloss but still looks very much like a man, ready to be taken advantage of. I love you slutty stocking-wearing tramps...you make Me soooo crazy! Prrrr....

Ladies - FYI! This is the ONLY email exchange with this sub, beware of this one! I feel it necessary to warn You Ladies on this one, something I don't usually do. This slave is new and asking for advice in his profile but yet does not know how to take direction and is completely disrespectful. Apparently, he didn't check My height and weight either-ha! his grammar, punctuation and spelling are something to be desired as well. See for Yourselves:

Message History
SublimeLady: your profile asks for advice - your banter toward Me is unfounded.

TheSituAzian: Geez,  you got so much hate.  Probably b/c you're old, single, and over weight.  You have the attitude of a Newport Beach girl, but not the looks or body.  So stop bitching and mind your business!!  At least the hot women in Newport Beach are cool, the fat ugly ones are the bitches and you know this is true

SublimeLady: Get your damn ass pics off here and have some respect for yourself. Most Dommes don't care to see you naked, it's tasteless.

you little disgusting slaves with nude pics up as your main photo, we don't want to see you naked, it's a damn turnoff! No decent and respecting Domme will even want to exchange one email with the likes of you. Clean yourselves up!

Attention: HELPING OUT DOMCON ORGANIZER Mistress Ellen with an APB!!

We are in need of Kittens and all kinds of critters--anything that goes into a circus!!

There is no pay, but you will get a three-day pass for performing at the Domme Meet-and-Greet night! 

All performers will be judged-a fun time for all! 

If you, or anyone you know is a performance artist in the LA Area, please write Me here with how to get in touch with them!

Many thanks, 
SL

Another reflection about the challenges of being Christian and yet, being a D/s practitioner: 

I find that My beliefs are perfectly acceptable no matter My kinks. I keep a very "moral" code about being with one person at any given time in My life and that is how I find peace in My choices and I know that "My" God shows His grace daily. 

Let Me hear your views? I'd love to post them here and get a great "read" going! 

Lesson for all of you that are out here searching:

There are times when we need to just "be ourselves," this aspect of us...who we've been all our lives, is who we are. When forming new relationships in the D/s dynamic, it's very important to recognize this. Another thing to recognize and be very, very cognizant of is that when people are in the early stages of getting to know one another they can be nervous! This means they do things they don't normally do on an "average" day, let's say. You have to, have to, have to...be aware of this--it's not easy for any of us and sometimes things come out of your mouth or inside your thought processes that are not "reality based" in the end. Make sense?
(yes, even Mistresses get nervous and say the wrong things, make stupid mistakes)

Time together is soooo very important. You can't assume you know someone in a few dates. You cannot also assume that the person you're dating is "this way" or "that way" all the time without really having an open heart and an open mind toward loving care and understanding and building something. 

It's My belief that, especially in this lifestyle, the sexual aspects of who we are and who we ultimately connect with forms the foundation of that relationship. When we discover those other things about one another such as: he/She's not a good cook, he/She swears too many times, his/Her financial situation isn't perfect, he/She's picked their nose, he/She snores, we have to have an open mind, steady understanding and loving care for a fellow human being with faults.

REALIZE: NO ONE IS PERFECT AND THE ONE THAT IS PERFECT FOR YOU NEVER WILL BE!

These, people....THESE are the things where caring and nurturing come in. To help one another (I don't care if you're Vanilla or D/s) to become better people, to see that person that you have such a fire for...for who they could be....who you could be....together....with each other's care and help. 

I think sometimes people "jump" to conclusions about "who" or "what" someone is too early on. For instance, if I "judged" and "concluded" from the fifth date that my mate wasn't compatible, I would say that's ridiculous as I have indeed not spent enough "vanilla" time getting to really know them and I may have walked away from the person that was really meant to be My life partner. Spending actual time with them is essential. After all, if the great sex is there and there's a REAL FIREY CHEMISTRY, you would be doing yourself a complete injustice in walking away too soon. In this lifestyle, the sexual aspects of our connections are SO important, you cannot and should not ignore them, ever! Wouldn't you all agree, we spend way too many hours looking for such a connection? To throw that away, would be like D/s hell on earth.

So, My plea here to My readers: Don't make any decisions about compatibility if you've not put in serious "physical, vanilla time" with each other. I would say, at least for Me, that takes at least a couple months and spending a minimum of five days per week together and doing a lot of fun things together, but namely listening to each other and finding out everything you can.  By interacting with them for this amount of time invested can you really, really know if you're compatible. 

Lastly, I suggest is that the "play time" be slightly minimized so that you can really, really see this person outside of the "best sex I ever had."

Send Me your feedback, would love to hear from My readers!

For those slaves that never got to the OWK and/or are just learning about it now:

It is important for the Superior Female Community that you maintain your values to Women and that you keep a rigid standard for yourself as a servant to Us. 

Never disrespect a Woman or Her demands of you or to you, for, it is only She who can truly love you unconditionally. It is only She that can bring out your true potential to be the best man you can be.

With a loving hand and a guiding heart....

Enjoy your evening, 

A Sublime Lady Citizen of the OWK (name withheld)
Under Her Majesty, Queen Patricia I
~Women Over men~

I have a huge fetish for German slaves, love to hear them talk in German, one of the BIGGEST turn-ons in life-wow.
Thing I most love to hear: Ich liebe dich... meine Herrin... ich liebe dich!

My new favorite video
http://xhamster.com/search.php?q=houseslave&qcat=video

I just received "Baroness" Status on
http://sublimelady.femdommesociety.com

My interview has been publicized, I would love for you to read it. Note, it is quite lengthy! 
http://www.femdommesociety.com/read_interview.php?interviewid=498

My next rank to achieve there is "Dutchess" and I would like to encourage subs that may be reading this: PLEASE join as a Platinum member on FemDommeSociety, I am seeking a minimum of three subs to join and TRULY support that site, who believe in this lifestyle the same way I do. It is important for the growth of the site, the Retreat in Phoenix, etc. that you boys participate with helping the site financially (if you can). Please don't upgrade or spend the money if you are not going to truly be on that site and promote it to others, it would be a waste of time for all of U/us. subs that sign up under Me will show that they are dedicated to the D/s way of life and helping FLR concepts and teachings to stay prominent on the internet. 

Thank you,
Sublime Lady

sub University

On the website:

http://sublimelady.femdommesociety.com 

you will find that after you sign up and become a member, there are a variety of "classes" that you can take as a sub, rightly named "sub University." 

I implore you to not only sign up for this free site but to indeed study these classes as they will help you to become a better slave/sub for your future Mistress, whoever She may be. 

My Referral Code to sponsor you is: Referring Mistress #54102

Goodnight, 
Sublime Lady

Another New Story to Amuse and Delight....
"Another Lady"

My watch showed 4:45pm and he was nowhere to be found. I waited there, in My dungeon, he's 15 minutes late.

There is now a faint noise coming from down the hall...ah! The elevator has opened, it's him. I'm looking out the peephole to see the slender, beautiful slave but well into his 50s. I marvel at him just enough to sort of take in his energy until I open the door. 

As soon as I start to open the door, I see him drop to his knees, a bouquet of flowers in his hands. "For You, My Lady, Your Favorite, Purple Roses." I thank him. "you may stand, boy." he raises himself up in a lovely stance and I can see under that sweater and jeans is a lovely morsel of entertainment for My dinner and desert, all wrapped up into one.

Our communication had been over email and phone for about two weeks now. I felt comfortable enough to invite him over. I did have him checked out with other Mistresses on the site as he had been sort of a "community play toy" for some other Ladies. 

I delighted in the fact that we were all using him for Our pleasures. To have a boy and just toss him about between Sisters was a very connective thing for Us; after all, We delighted in each other's bodies regularly and this was no different. The fact that his cock was in each of us excited Me, made Me want this little bitch even more.

I instructed him to come in and go to the kitchen. There, I had a bottle of wine and the opener laid out. "boy, you pour Me a glass of wine and then get into slave position on the kitchen floor immediately following, understood?!" "yes, Ma'am." "Good boy." 

As I walked down the hall with My stiletto boots clicking against the pavement I could hear him breathing heavily as he anticipated the evening and sighed when he heard My heels, recognizing My power over him even with that small subtlety.

I went into My bedroom and readied all the necessary equipment I was going to need for My little play time this evening. I summoned him "boy, bring My drink here now!" I could hear him running down the hall with the wine in hand, muffling his breath as he was trying to balance My wine, trying not to spill it against the speed of his run. 

"That's a good boy. Now, take your clothes off." he removed all of his clothing and I could see he was in fine shape and had a beautiful cock, about 8 inches and cut, just a lovely sight to behold for My enjoyment. 

he looked at Me as if to say, "what do I do now?" I stared at him, making him as uncomfortable as possible. Staring right through to his soul as I do with all My little play toys...the piercing eyes into his made him buckle with shame and fear. "why do you stare at Me this way, Mistress?" "because I am examining what I'm going to have for dinner." he giggled like a little girly bitch "oh, Mistress, you mean, me?" "yes, you, you pathetic piece of meat, you are My fucking dinner tonight." 

With that, I could see the pre-cum just oozing out the head of his worthless cock. he couldn't control himself and THAT, THAT disappointed Me. I reached for one of My biggest riding crops hanging on the wall next to My bed. Without warning, I shot the pain right through to his balls. "who the hell do you think you are?!" "go get dressed, you bore Me, take Me to eat." 

We went down to the street and I instructed him to hail a cab. We got into one quickly and I got in first. With this pathetic shit next to My right, I rode to dinner, not saying a word, only clenching his balls with My right hand and looking out the window to My left. Before I looked off into the distance of the busy NY street, I whispered, "you wince, moan, whimper, anything, I'll cut these fuckers off...you understand Me?!" 

The cab ride took about 20 minutes to get us to My favorite Italian place on the East Side, the whole time, I had him and he was silent. 

When we walked into the restaurant, he followed closely behind Me, slightly back and to My left the way I enjoyed men near Me...seen just out of the corner of My eye, where I can keep watch on them but still have all the front of the space, which belonged to a Superior Female such as Myself. 

I sat down and picked out what I wanted for dinner. I instructed him that he may order and eat, but he would wait until I was completely done with My food before he could eat his. I didn't care if his dinner grew cold for what he had done earlier. The waiter brought My meal very quickly. I could sense that he could "smell" the dynamic at our table and was intrigued and slightly nervous as well. The way I stared into him, I knew he could feel My presence. I was not going to leave this sack of crap any tip, no. 

When I finished eating, I told boytoy that he could now eat his meal. his Fettucini Alfredo was cold and clumpy, served him right. 

While he ate, I went to use the bathroom. I bring small, round Tupperware containers with Me everywhere, since you never know when You are going to need them. Since the boy was fresh out of water, I thought I'd give him a little treat to quench his thirst. I filled up the container half full, wiped My love blossom, washed My hands and made My way back to the table. I could tell he was anticipating the night, his plate was nearly emptied in the five minutes I was gone. I laughed, "so, in a hurry are we?" he kept his nose down to the plate, eating faster and faster as I laughed at him. "so are SUCH a pathetic piece of shit, you know that?" I stroked his hair and bit his ear, licking the outer rim "Every man wants what he can't have, bitch." 

I reached over and got his water glass, drank the rest and looked at him "thirsty?" "Yes, Mistress, yes. May I order some more water?" "No darling, Mama has something better for you, aren't you a lucky little boy tonight." I looked deep into his eyes and I directed his eyes with mine. he followed My gaze down into My purse where the warm liquid sat in its container. "Mistress, I crave You, please, I want it, I want to drink You, please!" 

You would have thought the man was in the Sahara with nothing to drink for five days the way this little male creature was acting. "No, fuck that. No." "you beg, you get nothing." 

With that, I got up from the table and started to head out the door. he had to RUSH to pay the bill to catch up with Me. as any good boy, he got it done and was in time to hail another cab before I reached the curb. he understood very quickly with Me that, rewards are earned and he was going to have to work for it.

Into the cab we went, I laid him down on My lap and offered him My breast, just to gently reward him for the quick cab and paying for My meal.  The breast was in and out of his tender lips for all of ten seconds, that's all I would allow. I then sat him up, handed him the Tupperware container and said nothing more. I gazed out the window while he drank My piss, moaning and breathing heavy through every last drop. he was completely Mine now. 

The cab pulled up to the apartment building. "Give the cabby a $50 tip, bitch." As a New Yorker I have always been very fond of cabbies and I feel, that every once in a while they deserve fair treatment. Of course, I can give them that from any slave I want and it's a great feeling. 

Again, with him just a few steps behind Me and slightly to My left, I made My way to the elevator. Once inside, I made him sit on his knees next to Me. As the elevator stopped on other floors, the doors would open and I didn't care who saw the poor thing. Ladies would chuckle while men would want what he had. It was always interesting....people in My building knew who and what I was, they were just intrigued, loved to "observe" Me but never did they pose any questions. 

The door to My floor finally opened and I instructed this poor piece of nothing to get up and go open My door. I handed him the keys. "Go strip naked, fold your clothes in this order and place them in this order as well: socks, jeans, underwear, sweater. They are to be placed exactly centered on the foot stool at the end of the bed-are we clear?" "Yes, Ma'am, clear." "Good. I screamed: Now go!" With that, he RAN and I laughed to Myself because I could picture him fumbling and almost falling on the floor in anticipation of serving Me, with his dick pointing north and he could do nothing to control himself. 

When he returned, he was calm and collected, walking toward Me with purpose. I smiled. "put yourself in slave position here and wait." I pointed to a spot on the floor. "good boy, stay." I left him there and proceeded to My room to check on how well he could follow instructions. I found that he did it perfectly, the items were exactly in the right order, the centering of the clothing not only on the footstool itself but within each other was marvelous and put a huge smile on My face. 

"boy! Get in here, NOW!" "Yes Ma'am" quivered from his voice as he thought he was in trouble. I lifted My dress, no panties, just bare blossom for his reward. I made him get on all fours and stare at My love flower. "look at that, bitch. What do you see?" "I see the Nectar of Life, Mistress....the Nectar of Life!" "how bad do you want to taste the Nectar of Life, pussy boy?" "very bad, My Lady, soooo bad....sooommmmmmm"

I pushed his face into The Nectar of Life while I came all over his face. The power I had over him was so intense I felt the orgasm in the cab as he drank Me, but I held it, held it for this precise moment, when his boy face was inside My flower. 

his erection was hard and firm and I kicked his balls just slightly to remind him he'd never be inside there, he didn't deserve to be inside any powerful Woman. I instructed him to get on the bed. Queen for the evening, I sat on his face and smothered him more. his tongue was like a magical instrument, he had been licking My other Domme Sisters in this same way. I felt them, I felt their power with My own. The thoughts made Me want to control him and use him even more as part of our circle, he belonged to ME for the night, but he was Ours in the end. I loved to share him, I grabbed his dick tightly....I spit on it and told him what a pathetic and used man he was. "you're used by five Women and you love it, don't you." "yes, Miimmmssss....yes...." Muffled, his words were almost completely shut down by My weight on his face. he loved the fact that he was My service toy for the evening. I got on all fours and gave him a dildo to use on Me and I instructed him exactly how I wanted to be fucked because he would never get the chance, never. I tied weights to his balls and kicked them while he pleasured Me with the dildo and his tongue. I delighted in his cries of pain, as the weights swung back and forth and I laughed at him, at the same time receiving all the delights that grant Me so much pleasure and control. Our play intensified into bondage and violet wand play. I made him sing silly songs about the electrical pads on his balls, while I turned up the juice. Our play lasted for four hours until I was too exhausted to go further. 

When I felt pleased enough to go to sleep, I simply pushed him onto the cold marble floor with My feet and said "sleep now, bitch-no pillows, no blankets, just cold floor because that is all you deserve." I crawled into My plush Queen bed with My warm blankets and heavenly pillows and drifted off to sleep.

Tomorrow he'll be with another lady, the night after that, another lady....all of us using and abusing him for Our pleasures, the way it should be.

Cuteness Entries of the Day:

~Thank You Mistress!!!  i shall continue to want what i can't have :)

~There is something so wonderfully affirming for those like myself who long to be posessed in seeing an echoing desire in You to posess. You have inspired SUCH a sense of need within me, I'm afraid a simple cold shower won't do it ... I'll have to try a long hard run along the lakeshore instead and see if that can't cool my mind a little. 

A Story to Amuse My Readers! tommy, a sub that likes to send Me fun little quips here, suggested that I write. While contemplating that I have just too much time on My hands lately, I figured, ok, I'll write a story. So, I do hope you enjoy it. It is entitled, "I Took him" and it is indeed a mix of fact and fantasy, but I won't tell you which parts are which. I leave that to your imaginations, dear readers. I do hope you enjoy!
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I Took him
by Sublime Lady

he invited Me over to his home for a nice evening. We were to meet there and go for Sushi, one of My all-time favorite meals.

When I arrived at his house, I was already taken by his beauty...the glow of his warm skin, the gorgeous hair that fell just below his ears...a prize I wanted to take for My own.

We got into his convertible and road down the boulevard to the Sushi Restaurant. While he drove, I watched him, studied the lines of his face, I was mesmerized at how beautiful he was. I kept thinking how much I wanted to kiss him, devour him into Me, taste the inner workings of his mouth, make him Mine. I don't think I remember anything he said, I just kept staring at his beautiful hair and skin, the suit he was wearing was all "man" yet, very pleasing for his first visit with who might just end up being his Mistress for life. 

The environment was lovely, we even had to take our shoes off. I removed My high boots, one at a time, while I watched him watch Me, his eyes fixed on the boots, as I slowly removed them, feeling the heat of his legs near mine and the unspoken lust he had for My power.

The hostess walked us to our table where we sat and ordered a lovely array of various foods, which we would end up sharing.

We talked about all the things most people talk about on a first date: our families, careers, past relationships, hobbies, etc. While we ate the food and shared from each other's plates, you could feel the chemistry and the intensity building into what was an inexplicable connection.

When the dinner was over, we realized that there was only one other couple left in the restaurant. We laughed, "guess we shut the place down."

Funny thing, he was having a hard time tying his shoes so I tried to tie them for him. One of the laces came out of the holes and I couldn't for the life of Me get the darn thing back in there. We laughed some more. Finally, I just tied it off right where it was and we left the restaurant, giggling and walking to the car. 

"That was a lovely dinner," "I'm glad you liked it, Ma'am." We proceeded back to his house where he invited Me to another glass of wine and we conversed in the comforts of his well-appointed living room. This was the house that I could Myself living in, his decorative tastes matched My own, but with a different sort of Euro/Earthy flair, if you will. A beautiful fireplace was lit, his dog lay in front of it.

We relaxed back on the sofa, I put My head on his shoulder. His shoulders were broad and comfy, a lovely place to put My head. He began to caress My hair while I began to rub My hands across his chest and experience that part of him. I sat up and sipping My wine a little more and then placed My head back on his chest this time, working My hands down to his leg, rubbing up and down, feeling the muscles underneath.

Something about his legs was so exciting, as if I could envision him laying on the bed and Me, laying on top of him, equally lined up like two pairs of scissors.

As time passed and the comfort level seemed just right, My lips met his chin and I began taking him over, inch by inch of his beautiful jawline until My lips met his. There was a warm, deep love connection between us, a deep satisfying electricity that was too much to put into words.

I straddled him, I took his hair in My hands and pulled it ever so gently as I took in his mouth. I began to grind on him just to tease him enough for him to know he would be Mine. he moaned, "please, Mistress, I'll do whatever you want, whatever you want, I'm yours."

That was all I needed to hear. From there, I placed My hand deep into his well-matched suit pants, leaving the belt in place because My hunger could not contain Me. I felt him. There, naked, with no underwear, he was in My hands. I squeezed his scrotum, hard. he moaned. he loved it. I squeezed his member, he moaned. he loved it. 

I kept on with the deep kissing and I was getting completely turned on and I knew I would have to stop this, but I kept on. I wanted him. I wanted him inside Me. 

The kissing went on for at least 20 more minutes. The kind of passion that you see in the movies, we were melting into each other. he wanted to be inside Me as much as I wanted him there. 

I took the liberties of squeezing him so tight one last time and said "Every man wants what he can't have, and you won't have Me." With that, I made him get into the shower and lay down. I pissed all over his entire body, he moaned and called out to Me "Mistress, please, please, mark Me! I am yours Mistress, I am your piece of meat, your flesh, yours to do with as you wish!"

After I finished with him I instructed him to take a shower and I would be waiting for him in the bedroom. Little did he know, I had other plans. As soon as I heard the water running I went out the front door quietly, got into My car and drove home. 

With him, I left a note: "I'll be back one day soon to finish the job, boy."

Dear Readers,

It is with great excitement to tell you I have joined FemDommeSociety after discovering it via another member that found Me at yet, another spot. Anyway, there are a group of Ladies that own this site that are building a FemDomme Retreat in Phoenix and I have full intentions of being a great part of this. It will be the closest thing to OWK that the US has ever seen!

I urge you, SERIOUS Ladies and subbies to join this website as well. I do get points for referrals (it is NOT a pay site) to get a chance to travel to the Retreat so I would ask that you please use this link to join. There is a great classifieds section in there and a great way to connect with other Lifestylers, just as here on CollarMe, but, strictly geared to our Lifestyle of Female Superiority. 

Enjoy it, tons of educational information there as well. Now...GO!
Click this banner to join, but make sure the referral number that generates is 51402, which is Mine.

Note: I am almost to Dutchess standing, I just need three of you male creatures to sign up for a lifetime membership. Note, this is not a plea from Me for Myself, but for the betterment of the whole community as well--to keep that site going and growing. Please do consider it, it's only $150 for life membership, we Ladies don't pay--we shouldn't have to.

Found this website through a sub here, really like it, great information, I suggest you all investigate there, a world of free information and learning tools for the newbies too! 

http://collarncuffs.com

Ladies! There is someone on this site that removed his profile and created yet another one. Please, if you have been contacted today by anyone that "sounds too good to be true," and profile shows he lives in Orange County, BE CAREFUL he's FAKE!

If you are going to approach Me, these are the initial questions I would have for you. you will be expected to answer them all honestly and quickly should I feel a conversation is something I wish to pursue with you.

How old are you?
What is your height/weight? Include a picture!
What city do you live in currently?
How long have you lived there?
Where were you raised?
Where did you go to college?
What is your degree in?
Where do your parents live?
Do you have brothers and sisters? If so, where do you fall-youngest, middle, oldest?
Have you been married?
Do you have children?  If so, what are their ages and where do they live?
Do you own or rent?
Are you financially stable and responsible?
What is your religious affiliation?
Do you have any hobbies? If so, what are they?
What is your daily schedule like?
Can you perform the household services I have listed on My profile?
Do you have any phobias or have you been through any psychologically traumatizing experiences that I should know about?
What is your next five year goal?
Do you have any addictions/afflictions/past illnesses I should know about?
Do you own any bad habits/tics/social challenges?
What is your deepest, darkest sexual fantasy?
What are your hard limits?
What are your favorite "subbie" things to do for your Owner?
Are you ultimately seeking marriage and what does that marriage look like for you (daily existence)?

I just uploaded a drawing by Sardax that looks like a mirror image of Me. I will say, every time I see that I have to wonder if it is Me that he actually drew, it's an extremely likely possibility I guess. Enjoy it, that's the closest you'll get to seeing My picture on this site. 

Here is my Group on (FL) and I'm looking for REAL TPE Femdom Couples to join. The URL will need some "filling in" of the blanks, be creative, people! 
https://.com/groups/49317/about
Please help Me to spread the word?
MUST live in Orange County! 

Ladies of Orange County (L.O.C.)
Group Description:
This group is for private home gatherings for Ladies and our submissive male husbands/mates. We meet at various Ladies' homes around Orange County for like-minded high protocol dinners and teas. Each month, we meet at a new Ladies' home, of which She has kindly opened to us. Being that this is a HIGHLY private and upwardly social group, the gathering attendees are SCREENED by Sublime Lady (Group Owner) and Her Lady Assistants (Group Assistants). Each gathering will be different and may also include play (based on location, neighbors, etc.). Please know that this is not designed for single males or single Ladies without partners. This is strictly a couples only gathering of Female Dommes and their male attendees. Through this group, we hope to enjoy real friendships for many years to come. We will, from time to time, organize group events of a "vanilla" nature to go to Disney, Theater Plays, Museums, etc. 

And just WHAT is this?!?  Can OWK sue these guys?!? Whoa. Ballsy!
http://www.otherworldkingdom.org/about.ph

Update: 3/4 6:51pm
Heard back from the OWK Staff, they are not in the least bit worried about it.
Update: 3/3 11:25pm

I have turned over their little URL to Queen Patricia, we shall see! News at 11....

I am seeking to collect any and all OWK Memorabilia that you little boys may have that would be better suited in My hands. If you would be interested in parting with it, please let Me know. I have a collection of posters and books, but I don't have this one-only one out there on the net it seems! 
http://www.amazon.com/gp/offer-listing/B0010B84W4/ref=dp_olp_used?ie=UTF8&condition=used

And specifically, I desire to have all the OWK News publications and Volume II of "The Training and Education of a Husband" by Queen Patricia de Gifford. I already have Volume I. 

The only thing I found was an Amazon listing with BOTH copies, but the guy is asking for a crazy $175 for the set, NO WAY! Who wants to negotiate that for Me?
http://www.amazon.com/gp/offer-listing/B004G8TC4C/ref=dp_olp_used?ie=UTF8&condition=used

Someone here (serveHer) is selling a HUGE Collection, but that entry is quite old. Could one of you boys inquire to him for Me? Anyone a member on this forum?
http://www.mistressdestiny.com/forums/showthread.php?t=18686

While we're on the topic, how cute is THIS?!?
http://www.amazon.com/Husband-Training-Flash-Cards-SERV-itude/dp/1933662751

Some Videos That Make The World Go 'Round:

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More to be added....

This poem was sent to Me by a slave fan of OWK, it was originally written for My Sister, Madame Sarka and I wanted to share it with all of you, it's very, very sweet.

At Madame Sarka's feet I kneel
To show Her how lucky I feel
She's the only Mistress I serve
An honor I do not deserve
Most beautiful Woman in the land
I do exactly as she commands
She wraps her collar around my neck
Her whip leaves more than a speck
My leash she holds very tight
I'll be locked in her cage all night
Collar, leash, shackles and chains
She promises to bring some pain
I am her slave, collared and owned
To no other Mistress will I ever belong
There is no escape from my fate
The lock clicks shut, it is too late

I've met some slaves from this site, none have even come close to mentally pleasing Me the way I envision. Ok, there was ONE! No one's fault really, just is what it is. There's still one, however, that perhaps still has My quasi-attention, I dunno. I debate with Myself on building a stable of toys when I get in these moods.?How are YOUR searches going??

OMG Another REAL Email just received!
Please enslave me and take me to the OWK. with you. 

REAL Email: 
PS   What is  OWK  ?????

My Answer: 
Dumbass, READ! 
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Other_World_Kingdom

Another slave's Response:
i was reading Your journal entry and I can't believe somebody asked You what the OWK is????  I think the whole world should live by the OWK principles and I certainly will in my marriage, if I am fortunate enough to find Her : )  Just thinking about the OWK always gets me so excited, I love it so much and wish I could have gone there!!!

Have you ever lost a piece of GOLD?

I have just recorded a little audio greeting, should be live within two hours. 

One of the very best things I've ever read on this site:

The fun comes not only from the deep service i provide, but also when i am alone…with my Goddess and a scene evolves. She knows me well and because i am an indispensible to Her, she will make every fantasy i have come true.
A Loving Female Authority needs to know Her slave just as well as he knows Her. A happy and satisfied slave man will go deeper into service and will become very loyal when his needs and wants are met but always under the guidance and control of his Goddess.
She values him tremendously. He is not less than her, but an extension of her. He is invaluable because even though he is submissive to her, he is not submissive to everyone. He serves her, and in that service comes a sense of joy and purpose. It also defines him as a man…a strong man…...."submissive man."

I love subway

seeking a sub that can offer website help! 

"Play Parties are like a big theater production, where everyone does show and tell." ~Anonymous sub
VERY FUNNY and I agree!

Ok, I finally broke down and did all those likes/dislikes lists. Go check it out if that sort of thing interests you. 

Dear CM Users, 
I have just discovered SEVEN PAGES of bulk email that still need responding. I did not ignore you. Please be patient. I didn't even notice we had a "bulk mail" here-whoops!~SL

sub Quote:
Good luck with your unanswered messages. I think it's really classy that you respond to them all. On behalf of all subs: Thank you for that. (You're kind of like the Ringo Starr of the Domme world.) 

I have just started a new group on another website, however, I can't post it here. I would ask that you subbies spread the word! I think this could be GREAT for our OC Community of serious, like-minded D/s couples. For more info, you'll have to send me an email. I thank you...
~SL

So, the slaves here are running to Me telling Me all about the Women on this site that are trying to get CASH out of them. What happened to good ole' real love relationships? Sigh.

I find it completely and utterly hilarious that "Male Dominants" would be browsing My profile.

slaves, I would like you to address a question, honestly. Write Me with your answers and I will post them here to My journal.  
you are "chosen" by a Mistress. She knows far better than you that the relationship is a sacred one and can...most, most likely, stand the test of time. There is a chemistry between both of you that is not only indescribable, but so amazing it's beyond explanation and/or reason. Even at an early stage, She knows you belong to Her-mind, body, spirit. you are scared, you don't think you can do this, you don't feel like you have the capacity that She requires.  What do you do? Has this ever happened to you before? Elaborate...and let me know of your regrets (if any) as well.
A Mistress's love runs deeper than any of Her vanilla peers ~SL

Responses:
Hasn't happened, but i think the best thing to do is to let Her know so that She can help you work through it.

Dear Sublime Lady, I haven't been fortunate enough to be in a relationship with a Mistress, a Partner an Owner. Finding that chemistry that is so amazing it's beyond explanation is my reason for being on collarme. I've tried the vanilla sites, but I know and have embraced the fact that I am a sub/slave from the inside/out.

As a slave my place is to trust in my Mistress and do whatever She wants to the best of my ability. To realize She is superior and Her opinions are more likely to be correct. To do my best so as not to disappoint Her. Complete unquestioning obedience to all Her orders.

Dear Sublime Lady, This happened to me many years ago, I had been out of school for about a year. A pro Dom from Germany had taken me as her houseboy. We soon had a very intense Mistress slave relationship mainly driven by her. She and I were both in our 20's. We connected very well together and while my submission to her and her dominance to me was very electric and hypnotic I did not value or understand that this was a lifestyle I needed and not just a part of me. I ended up breaking off the relationship and traveling around Europe. I have craved this type of relationship ever since. It was very true to the both of us. I often think about this magical time not with regret but knowing one day I will find this power over me again.

Very interesting question!  Yes, I have had this sort of relationship with a Domme, even though it lasted for a short time.  I was scared, yes...but honestly that added to the excitement.  I knew I could trust her, so I came to long for serving her in new and (sometimes scary) ways for her pleasure.  I yearned for her to take me completely out of my comfort zone, primarily because I knew how much joy she got from it (both seeing me scared as well as having the power to be able to do it to me), but also because of how it made me feel so owned and powerless, while feeling safe at the same time. So...what did I do?  I mostly freaked out leading up to those moments (which she thoroughly enjoyed lol), and then did my best to please her when I had the opportunity, no matter what she had in store.  For those subs out there who haven't given themselves this much, it's something to strive and hope for.  I miss it and crave it, and am thankful to her for giving me the experience.