Going thru a rough patch right now. Not sure when I will be back to my ole self.

I  can't officially cancel the cruise till I hear from the captain but it looks like Hurricane/Tropical Storm Sandy will cancel our fun. There will be no rain date since the cruise line ends their season November 1st. Sorry everyone :(

The Cruise is on! The price looks like it will be $20 a person and will be collected at the dock. Please bring cash! There will be a cash bar and a 50/50 raffle. Also I have heard a rumor that there will be a painful door prize!

PLEASE MESSAGE ME ASAP IF YOU WILL BE GOING AND HOW MANY PEOPLE YOU WILL BE BRINGING!

Hey all you kinky people in South Jersey, I am hosting a Mischeif Night Cruise in Atlantic City! Contact me for more info or check out the event listing on that other kinky site that CollarMe is too afraid for me to even abreviate ! Come and have some Halloween fun!

Ahh, yet again I am reminded of how I am not a "Real Slave". Sigh... aparently "Real Slaves" should not wish for their needs to be filled. Oh and "Real Slaves" should respect ALL men. Alass my dreams are shattered. My entire profile, written about what a wonderfull doormat I am, was written in vein. This humble, not "real Slave" begs Your forgiveness oh LORD MASTER DOMNESS, Your definition of slave is the only one True definition. Shall this not "Real Slave" now kneel at her oops it's keyboard as she oops...as it beggs forgiveness from the ONE TRUE LORD MASTER who lives across the continent from it? [Please note EXTREME sarcasm in the above journal entry]

I am wondering what is up with the so called "Doms" who have been contacting me lately. I am not sure if they are simply insecure or if they are suffering from delusions of greatness. It seems we are expected to put our lives on hold and instantly give all of our attention to them. If we recieve a text while driving, telling them that we are driving and can't text at the moment doesn't stop the incoming texts. If we tell them we need to get some work done or we will get in trouble, the conversation doesn't take a brake. Oh and if God forbid we actually want to get to know one of these "Doms" before dropping to our knees that means we are not interested and not worthy of their time. WTF REALLY?

Maybe I am wrong but don't relationships in BDSM, be them D/s or whatever, require a substantial amount of trust and compadibility? If I decide to submit to someone and give myself to them I need to know that they will be able to care for me and understand me and Dominate me. There is no way I can determine that from one or two online conversations. No one can. In the vanilla world that would be like skipping the dating and just getting married after chatting online for a day or two. That is just nuts!

Is there a Dom out there who doesn't want instant gratification? Someone who wants to put in the time and effort that is required to establish a lasting relationship? One that is strong and confident enough to handle a witty sub and her SAM sis?

I just love checking my messages and reading that someone I don't remember messaging has blocked me LMAO. Are people really that in need of attention that they have to announce they have blocked me? Whatever Dude LMAO

I can't wait! It's almost time to leave for NDDs Bootcamp!

Just got this gem of a message today and thought it was too funny not to share. It is from some really creepy 71yr old man who actually resembles a troll, you know the under the bridge one, not the internet one LMAO.  

I hid you and block you so goodbye asshole go be bored somewhere else.

 I looked back a couple months and didn't see any messages from him in the past. Too bad I am hid and blocked or I could have said Thanks for saving me the effort of blocking you myself!

Another one dissapears.....

 This is yet another installment of the misadventures of sweetplum and this time Morrighan too. Though I am really not sure what happened this time. It was the typical chatting online with a "Dom" that turned into texting and talking on the phone. He was good looking (boy do I have a thing for red heads), within our comfortable age range and seemed to be great. We scheduled a first meet at a public place and he said he understood it would be completely vanilla and even told us he liked to take it slow and develop a relationship first. So the weekend before the first meet is scheduled he contacts us spur of the moment and says he is free that night and wouldn't mind driving down to us. I had my son with me but decided why not, and we invited him down. My son spends most of his time with me in his room playing video games anyway so it is kinda like he isn't there. Again we stressed that my son was home and it would be a totally vanilla movie night. He said he was fine with that and headed down.

 He arrived at the apartment and was very sweet. He introduced himself to my son and the dog. Both liked him lol. My son went back to his video games and we picked out a movie and settled on the couch to watch and talk. Everything was great, we were talking and joking and getting along just fine. We snuggled up to him and it felt so nice. He seemed to be what we were looking for. He told us he wasn't into micro management but was big on communication and we were fine with that. He let us know some of what he expected from his submissives and nothing really raised a red flag. He seemed like a good fit.

 Things naturally progressed to the bedroom but we all knew nothing was really going to happen since my son was in the next room. There was a general "inspecting of the goods" lol and he had us kneeling for him. There was some wonderful kissing. Then I was called out of the room by my son. I delt with his problem and went back into the room to find Morrighan with her hands bound behind her back but looking quite comfortable. This is not normal for her, she doesn't like to be bound especially by someone new and especially if I am not right next to her. I guess I should have stopped it right there but Morrighan really didn't seem to be in distress, she actually looked like she was having a good time. So I sat down on my bed and watched, I am such a voyeur. He sat her on my bed and indicated that I was to sit next to her. I did so and he stood there adoring us both. It was very sensual and we didn't feel forced to do anything we didn't want to.

 His hand kept going to his belt like he wanted to undo it but then he would stop. He was holding back, I thought that was a great sign. He was showing he had control of his impulses and wasn't going to go too far on this first meet. After a few minutes he asked me to undo his belt, and of course, me being the total slut I am, I was happy to oblige. Hey he got to inspect our goods I wanted to see his, nothing wrong with that is there? 0;) Needles to say he ended up getting head, but not from me, which again is very odd. I am the one with impulse control but I told him it was too much for a first meet and Morrighan was the one to comply.

 After we cleaned up we went back out in the living room and talked a little more. We all decided that we wanted to continue and see what happened. Again he stressed how important communication was and he left.

 The next day we exchanged texts and everything seemed fine. We also confirmed that he was going to take us out on the Saturday night. Morrighan was feeling guilty for going so far, she is not the slut I am. She wanted to talk to him about it but didn't want to text him so he didn't misunderstand her. He didn't have time to talk to her that night so he said he would talk to her the next day.

We never heard from him again.

Last night's munch was awesome, as usual. We had quite a few new faces and lots of great food. I would really like to encourage people to go to their local munch. It is a great way to meet real people in a safe environment.

Another installment of The misadventures of sweetplum!

I have been telling a couple friends to read my misadventures and learn from my mistakes or at the very least get a good laugh at my expense.

This particular misadventure took place a couple months ago.

There was a reason I canceled the meeting a week before it was supposed to happen. I didn’t like the way he spoke at me on the phone instead of with me or to me. I didn’t like the fact that he showed no sympathy and didn’t seem to care at all that I had a medical issue and was in pain and uncomfortable. Every time he asked me a question I got one or two words into the answer and he would interrupt and move on to more about him and his ex girlfriends and subs and how he cheated on two women. I didn’t like how he kept stressing that my sis would be nothing but a friend and he wasn't interested in sleeping with anyone but me, knowing me and my sis were a package deal from the start. I didn’t like how he kept stressing monogamy and how I wouldn’t be touched by any other man. And the biggest red flag was when I sent him a message canceling our meeting and why and he completely flip flopped on what he had been saying at me for 2 months.

So then he started taking an interested in my sis and started talking at her on the phone too and telling me how interested he was and all that and he still planned to come down. So, being the insanely nice person I am, I thought I could at least meet him and give him a chance to prove my instincts wrong. (Note to self: stop being so damned nice!)

So the day arrives. My sis rushes home from work and I rush home from a family event to get showered and ready to meet him and just before we have to leave I get a text from him telling me there has been a change and he will call in 5 mins. So I tell him it takes us 45 mins to get to the city and ask if we should leave or not. He texts back no and that he is waiting for a call from his sister. A half hour goes by and there is still no word from him so I text again. He finally calls and says there was some mix up with his ticket and that he will be dropped of at a casino instead of the bus station and that he is there. Why couldn’t he just say that in the first text and we would have been there to pick him up?

We head out to the casino and text him when we are entering the city. He tells us to park in the parking garage and go into the casino. I text him when we are in the garage and when we find a spot to park. Then he called and told us to go down to the 2nd floor and search for him at the blackjack tables. He was aware that my leg was swollen and I was uncomfortable walking much of a distance. So we walk around the entire blackjack and craps floor and don’t see him or anyone who seems to be looking for us. He didn't give us any indication of where he was and the pillars are all marked with numbers so he could have said I am between IV and V etc. Finally we give up and wait at the escalator. He tells us to go up to the buffet and he will be up in 15 mins. We had already been there for an hour and I was having trouble walking but we went up and waited. He still didn’t show up and finally called us to go and eat without him. I informed him that we didn’t have the money for that and were in fact flat broke and would have trouble paying to get out of the garage. It wasn’t until Morrighan called him and said we were leaving that he decided to leave the table and meet us.

A half hour later he finally met us. We found out he lied to me since he told me the he told Morrighan he was cashing out his winnings before she hung up on him. Yet when he got to us he had not been to the cashier and had no clue where one was. So we had to go back down stairs and go to the cashier. All this time my leg is getting worse and worse. So we are on our way out and his compulsive gambling kicks in again and he wants to play the slots. So we walk around some more trying to find a slot machine to take his credits. We don’t find anything so we head out.

Now this all happened over a 2 hour period and at no point in those two hours did he show concern for my leg nor did he tell from my body language that I was upset and uncomfortable with him. Two main things that are the most important for a Dom to have is the ability to read their subs body language and for them to actually care about their sub’s comfort and health. He had proven to me at that time that he had no concern for my comfort or health and that he could not see how upset I was. That told me it would be extremely unsafe to enter into a scene with him let alone have a relationship with him. But yet again I am a nice person and since he came all that way to meet me I still gave him another chance to redeem himself and we continued on.

On our way out of the casino he told us “Dinner’s on me girls, I just turned $50 into $250” So we get in the car and head out of the parking garage. As we get toward the gate he makes no attempt to pay to get us out. So I took $5 out of the $15 I had for groceries for the week and paid the fee to get out. We stopped by his hotel so he could check in and put his bags in the room then we headed off to dinner. In the car all he talked about was how much he needed a booty call and how he hadden’t had sex since December. To tell you the truth we should have turned around and took him back to his room right there. Sex and play on a first meet is very rare and should never be expected or pushed.

We get to the restaurant and the waitress comes to take our order. She looks to me for my order, since waitresses take orders in order of where people are sitting so that they get the right plates to the right people. He didn’t take notice of who she was looking at and blurted out his order, gaining him a dirty look from the waitress. She then takes our orders and we continue our conversation, which mainly consists of him wanting to party all night and us reminding him that we had commitments during the day that he knew of before he set the date to come down. Once he realized he was not getting laid that night he made some small talk and we ate dinner. Then he confirmed that he was not getting laid and decided he didn’t want to pay the bill for all of us. So much for “Dinner is on me girls” so I dish out another $5 out of the $10 I had left to buy groceries for the week. At this point he had made Morrighan physically ill just to be around him and she ops to sit in her car while he finished his beer. I sit there quietly and wait as that is how I am even if I am uncomfortable. We finally leave and drop him back at his hotel so he could catch a shuttle back to his gambling. Sis and I get back to my place and noticed he had left his bus ticket and things in the car so we went back to the hotel and left them at the front desk for him and I texted him to let him know they were there and I was not interested in seeing him again.

For the next 2 days he sent text after text to me, Morrighan and even my friend Jeremy. He even tried guilt tripping us by forwarding a message from his sister saying how he went above and beyond for us. I doubt he told her how he had me walking for 2 hours on a swollen leg or about my blood clot in that leg or how he offered to buy dinner then changed his mind so I can’t hold it against her for standing up for him. Oh and by the way going Dutch is fine as long as it is agreed upon before going out. Then Morrighan and I get a day of reprieve however he blew Jeremy’s phone up complaining about us. Then he sent Morrighan and me a message saying he decided to extend his stay in AC catering to his gambling problem after we both told him to leave us alone and even our protector told him to leave us alone. He ended up texting us a couple more times but finally stopped after I sent him an email that encluded the above plus some profanity along with a couple are you really that stupid type remarks.

So the other night I got home late and went right to bed. Slept soundly till my cell phone goes off at 4:30am. It was a wrong number. I fall back asleep and some time later am woken by this strange vibrating. I look at my phone on the bed next to me and it is not ringing. So in my sleepy mind I think it is the timer that my lights are on. I live in a basement and have little natural light so I have my bedside lamps on a timer to come on before my alarm. The timer is behind my mattress and makes a soft clicking sound. Sometimes the plug gets knocked out since my bed is on laminant floors and rolls. So I am freaking thinking something is wrong with the timer or plug and the matress is going to catch fire or I will be shocked ("the sky is falling" syndrome runs in my family). So I jump out of bed run over to the main light switch turn the over head light on and pull the bed away from the wall. Only to find the plug securly in the wall and the timer softly clicking the seconds away. I can still hear and feel something vibrating my bed. I stare at the phone next to the pillow. It is not active, hit a button and the main screen comes up, didn't miss a call or a text or anything. Something is still buzzing. Then I heard a different sound along with the buzzing. It was kinda famillar put I couldn't place it. That is when it hit me, I had my son this weekend so I hid one of my toys under my pillows, it had been laying on my night stand. It was under there for 2 nights and I had forgotten about it. I must have moved just right and the buttons were all pushed on lol. So it started vibing and twisting under my pillows. The moral of the story is Put your toys away lol. This was too funy not to share hope it brought a laugh to your day!

For the girls: Have you ever found yourself going on a first meet/date/play date that you know, with every fiber of your being, is just not a good idea but you just can't stop yourself? That little voice in your head is screaming at you but you just keep going? And a few days later you realize that stupid happened and now you have to figure out how to fix it.  I have finally figured out why and when I am vulnerable to stupid.

No sense taking notes guys I know about it now and have put safe guards in place.

I started to notice a pattern every month. There are two or three days of total and complete horny that, if goes unsatisfied, turns into utter loneliness. It is in this loneliness stage that stupid happens. Standards get lowered; red flags and rules I have set up to protect myself get ignored. For example, I find myself on a first meet with someone who promises me the world and it all sounds so wonderful, only catch is I have to agree to be owned NOW Right This Second! And to my complete amazement I find my self saying “ok”. The voice of reason in my head is beating on my brain going “WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY!?! HAVE YOU GONE COMPLETELY NUTS!?!” My calm answer to the voice is “Yes I have gone completely insane and am content to try this cause I won’t be lonely anymore. Yes I noticed his ‘I am Dom beats on chest to prove it’ attitude,  yes I have noticed he is so insecure that he has to pull the ‘I have so many women waiting for me to message them but I won’t for you’ card every five minutes. I have even noticed how jealous he gets if I speak about any male in my past, but, I won’t be lonely anymore don’t you understand that?  The voice of reason then beats her head against the wall repeating ‘stupid stupid stupid stupid’ till the poor girl has a concussion and we both go to sleep for the night. The next morning friends hear what I have done and start in with the “WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU GONE NUTS!?!” Funny, the voice of reason said that last night, wait what did I do last night? I review all the red flags I got and weigh them against any positive points and find there are many more red flags than I noticed before. Then the depression sets in and I can’t believe I am so stupid and want to curl up in the corner and die. Then it hits me I have been under the influence again.

No I don’t do drugs or drink this is purely Mother Nature’s influence. The horny followed by spiraling depression followed by WTF? Which is usually accompanied by Mother Nature’s river and that is usually my “Oh that is what is wrong with me” moment. Well Mother Nature doesn’t bring her river anymore due to my BC pill but apparently she will not be stopped completely and the hormones still run rampant. So now I see the issue and hopefully have introduced the possible reason for others who get the stupids and don’t know why. Now I have to come up with a way to see stupid coming on and prevent it. Personally I think it would help if write myself a warning when the horny has hit “BEWARE THE STUPID IS COMING” and tell my best friend also so she can be prepared to talk me out of stupid. I am also giving myself a new rule “No relationship decisions are to be made during the week of the horny and stupid. No first meets at all, if they are truly interested they can wait a week or few days to meet me.” I hope that sharing this has shed some light for others who may be as sensitive to their hormones and haven’t made the connection between hormones and the stupid.

Warning The Brat is out and in rare form today, feed her at your own risk!

1. Master is always right, except when He isn't. When He isn't the slave has the obligation to bring to Master's
attention His incorrect perceptions and false notions and play on this fact.

2. The slave has the right the hide any of Master's toys she does not like. Master then has the right to use the
toy on the slave if He can find them.

3. The Master may be under the impression the slave has done something she should not have been doing.
The slave may then point out that not only did she not do such a thing, but also is under strict obligation to tell
Master who did it, and Master is to believe her.

4. The Master owns the slave totally and has all rights to her body and complete say over how she behaves.
The slave has the right to respectfully and politely request things of her Master, over and over again if need be.

5. The slave is to please her Master with every deed and thought she has and is to bring to Master's attention
that this does indeed please Him, even if He says it doesn't.

6. The slave has the right to sign this contract on Master's behalf, so as not to bother Him

7. The slave has the right to add to and amend any of these points, upon consultation with Master,
even if He is not present for the consultation.

8. Master has the right to use the " Just because I want to" reason for His actions at any time The slave then has
the right to try and talk Master out of it.

9. The Master is to remember that His slave is a sweet innocent angel at all times.

10. The slave has the right to remind Master that she is totally guileless and above reproach.

Everything she does she is to do for Him and she can also remind Him of that fact.

We live a lifestyle where our fantasies can and often do become reality. So it is completely understandable that the lines between the two can be blurred. This makes reason an important back-up for reality. If you do not have the ability to use reason or to determine reasonable outcomes then you may want to seriously consider a different lifestyle.

My case in point: I personally have a body fluid transfer issue. Just the thought of cum, pre-cum, saliva etc. in my mouth makes me nauseous. It is a mental thing; I am just disgusted by the idea of those things in or near my mouth. This is usually one of the first things I tell prospective Doms. Now, I do understand that some Doms feel swallowing cum or licking up their cum (wow it is hard for me not to gag while typing this) is very important and required of their subs. Therefore I have come to the reasonable conclusion that this may be required of me in the future, depending on the Dom I choose to submit to.  I have come to terms with that bit of reason and am willing to work to get over that issue once trust has been established and our relationship moves forward. However, to begin with, this is one of my hard limits. So I would expect the Dom to respect that hard limit and come to the reasonable conclusion that eventually I can be coaxed to take His cum, which has been the case in the past. But it would not be reasonable to expect me to enjoy such a thing and if I did such a thing it would be purely to show the depth of my service toward that Dom. See how reason works here? For some reason, however, I am being told by these “Doms” that they will make me into a cum slut and that I will beg for their cum. Hmmmmm… I think that blurry line between reason and fantasy has been crossed. How did completely reversing my hard limit become a reasonable outcome? Pushing that limit would be reasonable, helping me overcome that limit enough that I would accept cum is also reasonable, but, getting me to enjoy it and beg for it? Seriously? You have those magical powers? If you require your sub to be a cum slut and enjoy and beg to drink your cum reason should tell you that I am not that girl. And if reason isn’t leading you to believe that how about me telling you “I AM NOT THAT GIRL!!!!”. And if you think that constantly telling me that I will beg for it or constantly describing how I will lick your cock clean after you cum inside me is a reasonable way to prove you are the Dom for me then it shouldn’t come as a surprise that I stop talking to you and have no interest in meeting you. Because I have come to the reasonable conclusion that you will not respect my hard limit and I AM NOT THE GIRL FOR YOU!

I guess that is what I get for breaking the rules my mentors set up for me to keep me safe. I was supposed to meet a Dom for breakfast Saturday and I overslept. I got there 50 mins late and he had left. I found out he blocked me this morning, LOL so much for "If you chicken out no hard feelings". I felt bad for oversleeping. Oh well I guess it was for the better, maybe I overslept cause I knew I was going against the rules not using my brain. I wasn't supposed to meet anyone without telling someone and getting the person's name and contact info. So I wonder who will be punishing me...