Welcome to my twatatorship. Call me Ma'am *and use it like punctuation.* I do not message anyone back who doesn't call me ma'am. So you want a response? Follow protocol. Located in Olympia WA. Below are the positions needing to be fulfilled currently in my queendom. After all this time in the lifestyle (some of you may remember me from when I lived i Indiana and Colorado, I've learned a few things. One major being, most everyone here is full of shit. Second, that to be a true domme, I cannot do exchanges for things. Not meaning pro-work, but more I can't have people expecting to get something out of serving me. I am cruel, uncaring, and unnerved. I am not a sensual domme- and I laugh at the idea of a sensual submissive. You want to lick me? Earn it through tireless attempts at serving me. You want to feel the sting of my hands? Prove it. Make my life better than ever before. You don't get to choose what I give you. I give what I want and WHEN I want it. ? 6+ years of experience, currently looking for:
Cuckhold sought. I am in a caring, loving and fantastic relationship with a good man. You will never compare. I so seek the counsel and love of a cuck as well. Anyone interested in a real, actual cuckhold life...message me. ? 1. Domestic Servant- a bitch house boy, will be needed 1-2x a week. Chores include yard work as well as domestic. If available and local, will be used as a household errand boy. ? 2. Portland and Seattle Downtown Area submissives- someone available to me in Portland and in charge of making my stays there amazing. In the area once a month and always looking for a good guide around the city. Responsibility include hotel booking/provision, taxi service, reservations, designated driver and general bitch boy around the city. MUST live in Portland and know the city tremendously well.? ? 3. Cuck- someone to pamper and provide sexy lingerie, toys, hair removal and other sensual needs to make sure my bull and I have the best sex possible. Needed 1-2x a month. ? 4. Shoe bitch- I go through shoes like no ones business. Between hiking, ladies nights and the ever changing seasons, I NEED shoes. And who better to provide them then a little shoe bitch to worship my sweaty worn ones in return. Needed once or twice a month. ? 5. Pantie Slut- Panties, who doesn't love them? Especially after a long day of work, arousal and a little sexy intoxicating juice from my pussy? Panty sluts take me panty shopping, and they get to worship and wear my old ones like the sluts they wish to be. ? ? Please note, before you message me, I am NOT looking to be your Domme wife. I keep that part of my life in a separate compartment. I have married a slave once before and it's something I will not do again. Also, note that I am NOT a sensual Domme or anyone who's extremely interested in kinky play without you proving your worth first. Sissies are not encouraged to apply, they disgust me. If you seek a real HEAD BITCH in your life, you've found her.
Bdsm bores me anymore. Haha can you even imagine?! This is as extreme as it gets and I'm bored!
I never once claimed I was nice or that I cared about you. I am not the sweet, demure woman you want me to be. I am the powerful, no nonsense, brick house of a woman. I don't want your love and devotion. I want your fear, your doubt. I will eat it for breakfast. Yum.
Do not beg to serve, then are given a task and bail. You will not be invited back into my queendom, no matter what you promise.
Man the selection of subs in Washington and the PNW are frighteningly underwhelming. I long for the days of the Bible Belt--so many kinky folks. Out west? Nothing but "Doms" and kinksters focused on their own needs.
No, seriously, do you think you calling me a name like cunt or whore upsets me? You're random person number 893,638,182,586...an Internet troll. Your typed little words can't hurt...try something else.
There was a time when I was strictly pro-domme. There was a time when I was strictly lifestyle. What am I now? Who knows. I see the need folks have to pay for play. Usually they are seeking a skilled professional, and like all professionals, they do amazing work and customers leave satisfied. Now, I know the idea of paying for play can leave an empty feeling too, but I see no fault of the pro-domme in this. Self confidence and self worth come from within. You pay to be treated like shit, prepare to feel that way. If you pay to feel loved, wanted, needed---you will for that hour. Own it, love it, experience it.
Now I also know the disadvantages from being a pro-domme...it's tiresome work, weeding out flakes and being bombarded with slut shaming. Why is it that we feel the need to harass folks that aren't trying to directly hurt us? You don't want to pay a domme to play? Click delete and move on. Don't blame them for your frustration. Like any adult alternative lifestyle there will be those who capitalize on it.
Want to wait for that special someone? Then wait. Hold your dick in your hand and wait. Fill your own ass until you can find someone who desires to stuff it. You may be waiting ages but that's part of it too. And trust me on this, the fantasy is ALWAYS better than the reality.
Enough hate mail and postings. Grow up everyone.
I am a man
Cut from the know
Rarely do friends
Come and then go
She was a girl
Soft but estranged
We were the two
Our lives rearranged
Feeling so good that day
A feeling of love that day
Twisting and turning
Your feelings are burning
You?re breaking the girl
She meant you no harm
Think you?re so clever
But now you must sever
You?re breaking the girl
He loves no one else
Well, I'm filling in the sadness and constant chatter in my head with casino games on my phone. No, it's not particularly useful and a waste of time, but my head and heart need a break.
So if anyone on here plays big fish on their phones, add me as a friend...34543266
There are no words for a broken heart.
There is no time to go back and prevent it from happening.
When will that day come when I talk of sadness and struggle no longer? I'd rather be bragging about my hot sex life, my depraved swarm of sub men, my yearn to be it all. But instead, I am left, gutted and alone.
Fuck, I wish they told you this about being an adult. I would have never tried to grow up as fast as I did.
Mother, father, god, all or simply nothing --whatever is out there, hear my heart.
Some of you all take polite rejection like someone gutted your mother. Get over it you fat old slobs.
I did delete this...but here the account stays? I hate you collarme
Happy birthday to me! 28 feels like 27 haha
Hey buttfaces, don't just view my profile, at least wish me birthday wishes. I swear, folks are just straight up rude!
My birthday is in 2 days! Nothing planned and I doubt I will have anything to do but it's nice to have the world know :)
For those who love to spread hate mail after I call out your spam--what part of what I seek makes you think I give two shits if you call me white trash or a cunt? We both know it's not true. We both know I have a full time job and support my family, and we both know you dream of a young beautiful domme to call your own. But with so much hate in your heart, that day will never come for you...yet I will find hordes of men looking to serve me.
Your sadness is evident. You will not find what you seek. You aren't deserving of love. I feel for you.
I've adjusted my profile to my new needs. Apply if you fit any of the positions listed.
My slave has been deferred to indentured servitude as a mere submissive once a week until I finally leave the lifestyle or find another.
Interested applicants are encouraged to apply, though my heart is leaning towards quitting to focus on new life goals.
Ugh, the dentist...they can clean my teeth but they can't fix them till November...
No, I'm not here to chat. No, I don't care to watch you on cam No, I don't want any other subs or slaves.
After 5 long years in this lifestyle, I barely get any joy from it. I spend all my energy on my slave, buttlover86 (you can view his journals to see what it's like to serve me) and that's plenty of energy to exert.
I am so in need of new breathable gym shoes to work out in. My feet are just so disgusting and uncomfy in this heat without them. Also anyone know of any good house slippers? I'm not used to hardwood floors and my feet are killing me! I mean ouch times 1000!
Out of the whole of WA State, I see 17 out of the 25 online recently are dark blue 'doms- two dark red Mistresses, and the rest are pink and ONE light blue submissive male...
HOW in the fucking world do you 'dom' men find ANYONE to dominate? It seems like a bunch of you are crowding the fish bowl...and will have to dominate one another soon...because the ladies online are spam for the most part and there is just not enough demand for so much dark blue....
Makes me wonder why it took over a year to find my current slave (who was the ONLY one that has served me since I moved from Colorado....)
Newsflash: any self-respecting Domme does not give a shit about your needs or your wants or your sexual desires. It shall always be and remain about her needs and wants only.
I am not seeking. I am perfectly happy with the current slave that I have.
Hooray! We got the place! I had never thought I would be so excited to be renting a duplex in my life but I cannot wait for this new chapter of my life to start
Fingers and toes crossed I hear about the duplex I want to rent today...they took down the ad online so I am assuming that's good! Time will tell I suppose. But they called everyone and it's officially 2 business days. Eep!
I HAVE to get off this site- all I get is hate or spam mail, and I'm not even searching or contacting anyone. Just tons and tons of bullshit everyday. And I am oh so tired of the vulgarity nonstop.
Got bit by a tick! Booo!!
Chicago was a blast! I am glad to be home now and am ready to save for a house :)
Well Indiana it's been rad. Saw my family, had some surprisingly good weed and ate my full of Midwestern cuisine. Now I'm back in Chicago for my domme mentors wedding. Tomorrow I'm treating myself to hair and makeup and a mani/pedi before the wedding.
I am no longer seeking a slave or sub in Chicago. All the "assistance" inquiries were immersed with personal requests and ultimatums. Sorry kids, I'm not a pro domme and I worked hard and saved up for this trip and can afford every single thing on it. I had the idea to accept gifts from admirers and old long time fans, but I am not willing to give you any of my time and talents beyond gratitude. That's how this queendom works and it's working out just fine.
Made it safely to Indiana. Happy vacation to me! Got some Steak 'n Shake last night and had Cracker Barrel this morning. Ahhh the comforts of home. Seeing my old man today :) then off to Bloomington to show my bull around the ole college campus. Woooooot!
Leaving for Chicago in 2 days! So exciting. As I suspected, no slave or sub offered their service while in Chicago but what's new! The scene has been shit since it's become popular in the mainstream- I know, I sound like a bitter hipster. Oh well, I'll have just as much of a kinky time with my bull even if no subs are here to please and play.
If any one has a fantastic steak recommendation, I'd love to hear it.
why dont you just bring your slave buttboy with you and not bother the good people of chicago, or you couldnt think of that on your own?
--this is the sort of thing I get 5 times a day...the stupidty in this community never ceases to amaze me...
Starting now, if you cannot address me as Ma'am (not Mistress, not princess, not hey there) then you will not receive a response back from me. No matter how amazing or shitty the message. No matter how much you think you deserve a response back or I feel you do, you will receive nothing until I have this one small piece of protocol from the start.
And no boys, calling me Ma'am isn't unrealistic. It is not a title, it does not mean you serve me, it's just the ONLY thing I will respond to. Without it, your voice goes deleted and ignored.
YouWILLkneeldown:
Is this where you challenge me to prove to you in a woman? Ha. Too funny.
Idiot spam user:
silly boy
find better pics for your next fake account
YouWILLkneeldown:
Nice try on the spam front. Wonder if that works on some women.
Idiot spam user:
many users are reporting your account! are you really a man?? LAME!
5 hate mails unprovoked in one day?! Aren't I a lucky woman!
Jealousy and hatred looks good on no one. But haters gon hate and block buttons block.
Subbie bitches view my profile daily but offer no real use. What a waste of breath!
Be very careful if you're speaking to a domme and she doesn't demand respect and stays true to her protocol from the beginning. I just don't see anyone worth their weight in salt that let's a submissive speak without respect and within her queendom'a rules.
Please don't mistake me- I HAVE paid for this trip already on my own. I just don't understand how folks can expect me to make time for them to merely play with them for nothing before the session. As if I was making this journey for THEM and had time for that nonsense.
So quit the "no one wants to pay your way you stupid bitch" emails "subs" and "men"-- because in no way was I slightly suggesting it.
My deluxe suite off the magnificent mile will be full of kinky fun wether I find a local sub to assist on the trip or not.
Don't be butthurt that nothing in life is free.
Here's a journal written recently by my slave pet on one of his first sessions after being collared. Enjoy!
Collar Ceremony Day continuation 4/24/2014
Today I met up with Mistress at Olive Garden for lunch, it was sort of ironic feeling to me as this was the first place We went to when I met Mistress the very very first time and I was wearing pretty much the exact same outfit I was that day, minus my new shoes and beard. When We were seated, Mistress and I caught up with each other on what was new in Our lives then a bit about what was on Our agenda today.
After lunch We headed to the mall to Victoria Secrets to get me more slave panties and more panties for Mistress. Mistress picked out 5 very cute ones, mostly brightly colored to add to my slave panty collection since I only had 4 to cycle through wearing. Then We went to a few places looking at dresses for Mistress and into Macy's in search of a quilt for Her bed since that its Spring now, it's a bit too hot to be sleeping under Her down comforter. Didn't completely find what She wanted exactly so We headed out the mall and went on to Lover's next in a search for a couple big cock dildos, blindfold or hood, but didn't see anything Mistress really liked as far as blindfolds go, however Mistress did find a couple dildos She liked. The girl that worked there asked if We needed help with anything and as She and Mistress talked briefly about the dildos, Mistress said "oh it isn't for me", I smiled a little but could feel the little bit of awkwardness from the employee because She didn't say anything after that and went back to what She was doing. My grin was mix of slight embarrassment, but perfectly happy about it.
I know Mistress likes Her cocks big and I knew as Her slave it would be no different for me, but the girth on those dildos, I was still very much thinking "wow those are big! I don't know if I can fit that?? Mistress knows more about this stuff so I'm sure She'll make it fit somehow, but wow!".
When we left, Mistress dropped me back off to my car so that I could follow Her home, but We forgot the condoms for the toys, so We made a quick stop at walgreen for the cheapest ones they had. I'm not nervous about buying toys in a sexstore as much as I still have a slight bit of embarrassment buying condoms in a regular vanilla store lol. I don't know why either, maybe just conscious of other's thought at the time of purchase.
After that We headed back to Mistress' home, I grabbed my backpack with my toys and harness in it as I was instructed to bring with me, carried Mistress' left over lunch and followed Her inside. I set everything down, took my shoes off and then Mistress told me to strip naked and then go to Her room. I immediately stripped after saying "Yes Mistress", set all my folded clothes on the chair, put my backpack on and crawled to Mistress' room. Mistress told me to come into the bathroom after I set my backpack to the side in Her room then I crawled into the bathroom to the spot She pointed to, remained on all four as Mistress put my collar on. Mistress asked if I understood that wearing Her collar means I am absolutely Her property to be used by Her by any means She wants, no matter how degrading, embarrassing, or humiliating it may be and is about to be used by Her right then. I responded "Yes Mistress, I understand that I am Your property and that I will be useful to You by any means Mistress". Mistress then told me to put my head to the floor and sniff Her shoes as She took off Her clothes. I know my place not to stare at my Owner as She undresses but its always been in my nature to be courteous and polite to look away normally and not be a perv/creeper staring. Then Mistress grabbed my collar and pulled me towards the bath tub and ordered me into the tub and lay on my back and close my eyes. I did exactly that and waited further instruction as I knew exactly what was coming next!
Mistress commanded me to open my mouth and then spat into it, I swallowed immediately and thanked Mistress for spitting into my mouth. Mistress then got into the tub and slid Her feet on either side of me and told me that She was first going to pee all over my dick, then my chest and if I'm lucky my face. Mistress started slowly peeing all over my cock and balls then moved up to my stomach and chest just letting Her warm pee rain down upon me and as She moved up towards my neck and actually released it all completely to pour like a waterfall, it splashed all over my face. I could feel some on my lips, seeping into my mouth and into my eyes and as I thanked Mistress, She shoved Her pee covered foot in my mouth and I just sucked the pee off Her toes all that I could before Mistress told me to open my eyes and asked what I thought of what just happened. I said humiliating, but it was a mix of humiliation and degradation as I know Her peeing on me is a huge way of Showing Her dominance over me and that I am nothing more than a toy and servant to Her.
Mistress turned the water on and it was cold at first as I was still soaking in Her warm pee, then as it warmed up, Mistress began splashing it on me, the cool water caused me to shiver and squirm a bit till it was hot. Then I was told to rinse off and when finished announce that I am finished.
I had no clue really what to expect from today, I had a feeling Mistress had planned to pee on me at some point. I knew it was coming on Friday, because She wanted Her bathtub cleaned of We had time, but Mistress had started feeling very ill that day so this second half of my Collaring ceremony was held off. But I knew it was coming at some point, didn't know when so the suspense was killing me lol. But in the end I think I was mentally prepped for when the time came today, this was something I was a bit uneasy about as I told Mistress in Our very first meeting, but I knew I would do it anyway to please Her when it came to Her having me drink Her pee or be used as a toilet for Her.
After I rinsed and dried off I crawled into the living room where another towel was laid out and I assumed position on all four there.
I was told to put my face on the floor and keep it there as Mistress was getting the toys She planned on using next. Then Mistress came back pulled me back up to all four and used me as a brief chair, taunting me "This is what you wanted isn't it? To be my property, my slave, used as furniture." My response was of course "Yes Mistress", because I absolutely do want this life as Her slave. Mistress got back up and had me put my head back on the floor and spread my legs to give Her better access to my butt hole as She lubed it up and began inserting one of the new big cocks. There's a certain part/nerve that if things don't go at the right angle and hits it, it can be a lot of pain, the bad "oh no" kind. Mistress asked if I was in pain and I tried to explain the one sensitive spot to which the She had me take a more squatting position while bent over and started again. Mistress had seen that i just had all sorts of pre-cum oozing out and I apologized for it, but Mistress said "don't be sorry for me, be sorry for yourself, because you're going to be the one licking it all up! Hahaha" as She placed a plate underneath my cock.
Unfortunately, my butt isn't big enough yet to take it all and that did disappoint Mistress quite a bit, as She told me, "for a butt slut, you have a pretty disappointing hole. I'm not impressed with it". So I have much practice and stretching to do which will more than likely happen after I move to my new place.
Mistress finished then ordered me to lick all the pre-cum off the plate while laughing at me and telling me how pathetic I am and that only a slut would lick up their own cum and She is absolutely right, I am a slut, but I am Her slut. Next Mistress told me to get down and lay on my back, don't move and wait and I did exactly that. She returned to the room, put a new condom on one of the plugs, told me to raise my legs and I did always replying "Yes Mistress" before doing so. Mistress inserted the plug then told me not to let it fall out as She came back around and sat right down on my face. Smothering me in Her panty covered crotch, using all my breath to breathe in Her heavenly scent as She told me "We will be doing edging, You will not cum and if You are right at the point to, you will tap the floor, but you better not fucking cum until I say You can!!" I said "Yes Mistress I understand Mistress right as She plopped Her butt right back on my face mid sentence muffling my response.
It was such a incredible feeling to having my face sat on by such a beautiful and powerful Woman and I know Mistress could see it as my cock got hard rather quickly. Mistress began stroking my cock, spitting on it and as I muffled "thank You for spitting on me Mistress", She told me, " only whores get spat on, are you a whore?" I responded muffled "yes Mistress" and She said " I want to hear you say it, Say that you are my whore!", She let me breathe just long enough to say "Yes Mistress I am Your whore!".
All through this I had a few times where I tapped because I could I was on the very edge and Mistress telling me "YOU BETTER NOT CUM! BETTER NOT FUCKING CUM!", I felt so helpless trying to prevent myself from releasing because I'd be in such great trouble disobeying Mistress. Then Mistress told me to beg for release, quite frankly I need to work on my begging skills, because I really really suck at that! At first it was really wimping begging but as Mistress stroked my cock harder and faster I really started begging for release because I didn't think I could hold it anymore! It was nothing but muffled begging but when I didn't think I could hold back it was seriously begging as best I could beneath Her beautiful perfect butt with all my mite. Mistress gave me the command to release and it was just a huge rush, and listening to Mistress' surprised voice, it was like a volcanic eruption of cum that came out of me. Mistress was quite impressed because She had never seen someone cum as much as I have after 60+ days without release. She asked if I normally had a lot when I used to get off freely, I said "Yes Mistress, usually". My plug slipped out and I got my face smacked for that. Mistress commanded me to open mouth once again and spat into it, i gagged a bit, but not from Her spit, from the scent of my cum. Mistress yelled at me for gagging and I did what I could to stop as She wiped Her spit into my mouth and spat a longer strand into my mouth. Even after spending two months pretty much drinking pineapple juice as much as possible to make it smell and taste sweeter it still had a very semen sort of smell.
Then Mistress used Her new camera and took photos of the mess I had all over myself, before I was told to go get cleaned up and get dressed to go get Our new panties out of the car. I rinsed and dried off again, hustled to get dressed, put my jacket on to hide my collar as I went to Her car then ran back inside and separated mine from Her set. I knelt before Mistress and told me that Her Bull was coming over soon and asked why She had him coming over, I said "Because he can pleasure You Mistress", Mistress said "Right, that is not Your place in my life, you are invaluable and a devoted part in my life, but THAT is not your place, you are beneath me and will always be!". Mistress is exactly right, I felt very humble about who I am and my place beneath Her is exactly where I belong. Nothing more than a piece of property to Mistress that my only purpose is to serve Her whenever She demands it and please Her by any means. I know I didn't voice it then and should have, but I am very very grateful and thankful to be released today by Mistress, She didn't have to by any means and could have kept me in chastity until She decided otherwise. Who knows how long Mistress will have me go on till now, especially after seeing how much released after 66 days! Mistress expressed that She does eventually want to get a device for me, not because to keep me from release, but to prevent me from getting an erection for Her entertainment and that will come in time as they are expensive as well as I will be building up Mistress' toy collection again from cocks to restraints to crops and floggers, for use at Her disposal. :)
With that Mistress took my collar off and had me worship Her feet to close out the day and tell me how pleased She has been overall with me and that I am very lucky to be serving Her. Mistress also told me that I need to be no more sissy begging, it needs to be real and orgasmic to really beg for release, and then be much more grateful for it afterwards. As well as whatever the issue with my attitude was to change it quickly, to be more vocal in everything.
I know Mistress was concerned if after I was released that my mindset might change like kinksters that are into everything but the moment they release, they don't care at all about serving anymore. Mistress has no worries about that though, because I am 100% still wholeheartedly into being Her slave and serving Her by any which way She wants me to, I absolutely mean it. I do want this life and yes it will get tough, but I with more practice and time I believe in myself to be the best slut/whore/slave/toy to Mistress that She wants me to be. I have a long road to go before I reach perfection in Her eyes, but I will continue to strive to do my best and more for my Owner! I really do like my place beneath Mistress and serving Mistress. I got to work on my wordage/vocabulary as well as it pertains how I say certain things so that I do inadvertently piss off Mistress. Its thinking before I think before I open my mouth and speak. In respect of my Owner from my place, do I love my Owner? I do very much as a slave! That is why I like serving Mistress soo much, She is a very fun person but also Her as my Mistress controlling every bit of me is exactly what I have always needed in life and was destined for ultimately. She awakened my true slave behavior within me and taken complete ownership of my mind, heart, soul and body. Not only do I say it, but I believe it and feel it as I serve Mistress. I am extremely obedient to Mistress through all that She does with and to me.
I've been pretty quiet since yesterday and I'm not sure why at all, Mistress noticed it in my texts last night and especially today at lunch. I sat listening attentively to Mistress, just not much for words and I wasn't nervous for anything concerning Our relationship as Mistress and slave, I'm still very very happy to be Her and everything. The only thing I can think of that may be rattling my brain is it's setting in I'm moving in pretty much 2 weeks. It's not the move itself, I'm stoked about that, but the process of moving all your stuff gets a bit stressing especially when it's split between two places (current home and a storage unit). With stress I do tend to get a bit quieter than normal, but try my best not to keep it from affecting everything else that is going so well in my life, like serving Mistress :) <3 <3
I'm not a princess- I'm the queen.
I'm not a pro domme- I'm the lifestyle mistress you've always dreamed of.
I am not tolerant of male doms unless they are gay.
I am not interested in your asshole or dick- I am only interested on my pussy and it's needs.
Just a reminder.
Update: Thank you all for the feedback, seems I have many many many silent admirers that check my page daily. Let's hope that following carries over. Now to find a free site (like hell if I'm paying to have a site!)
I tire of sites like these. I have interest in developing a blog about the goings-on of my slave in training and my thoughts on the lifestyle in general. I was interested in knowing how many of you view my profile on a regular basis and would be interested in such a thing. Contact me in my messages respectfully so I can get an idea of the interest level on something like this.
Official travel dates for Ma'am are- June 4th arrival in Chicago but travel to Indiana. Indiana from the 5th-6th and back to Chicago the 7th-8th, leaving on the 9th.
Airfare is already purchased so these days are solid. Looking for useful slaves to make this trip to my domme mentors wedding a pampering experience.
Headed to Chicago/Indiana this early June...looking for useful subs and slaves interested in helping me out to get to my domme mentors wedding. This is a great time for those who always wish I came home to see me and possibly session/be useful.
So let me get this straight? After I retire, everyone and their brother wants to serve me?! You people are NUTS.
I was high fiving myself I didn't get the flu this year...then bam, this Sunday I woke up feeling like I had been hit by a truck.
Damn. The flu sucks.
Haha still! Still I get cries that I'm a fake. Funny shit. How long have been on these sites? How many of you have I fucked in the ass? How many have met me offline?
You cannot harass me folks to get me to prove myself online or over the phone. Did you not get the memo I wasn't searching?
Ahhhh a bed! My ex took ours in our divorce and I just finally worked hard and replaced it. A queen fit for a queen? I suppose :) go me! I did it!
Did so much valentines day shopping for everyone on my list today...what a shame I have no subbie to spoil me on the day of kink and romance. Oh well, no fun toys or shoes or outfits or yummy treats this year. It's the year I make myself my valentine I suppose. :)
It's funny how the moment I close up shop, everyone wants to serve. Too little, too late.
Haha I'm not even in the running anymore and I still get cries of using fake images in my profile. Y'all can't ever be happy can ya? Go ahead, spread some hate subbie boys--I bet that helps you sleep at night as you ache for a woman as beautiful, fit and young as I am with so much experience. You'll never get me. Nor can you buy me.
Well, I think it's time I close up shop...all I get is folks fucking with my head, my heart, and wasting my time. I'm over being a platform people use to jump off and leave, only to try and come back to when they realize I was the one they always wanted. Bullshit I say, bullshit.
None of you want me as a person, but merely as a woman fulfilling the fantasy of bdsm for you.
I am disgusted with you, PNW, and all the others that lied to me, promising me that you'd be the sub I've always dreamed about. Not one of you has kneeled before me. And all that seek to seem to think it's an exchange program. If they kneel for me, I'll give them their kink...sadly, this has never been the case in my queendom.
Anyway, you'll see so much less of me. I know I can never officially stop, but I can give up. And congrats boys, after a year and a half of no subs and nothing but heartache with those that attempt to take on my training and fail after two weeks...you win.
Ding dong, the wicked witch is dead..
Every sub, and I do mean every sub, that has vanished or left me, has come back begging for a 2nd, 3rd or 4th chance. I told you you'd be back. I also told you it wouldn't go well for you.
Next time, realize what you're giving up when you walk out on your own accord.
Lady Gaga tickets have went on sale! I have fond memories of going with my last slave years ago. Hmmm maybe I'll get a gift!
Mmmm homemade double-crust honeycrisp apple pie with a homemade Carmel sauce and cinnamon whipped cream? I do spoil myself. Smells so amazing, can't imagine how great it tastes.
Not interested in switches, kinksters or anyone who's ever considered themselves to be currently interested in anything but submission, from the start.
You know what would be amazing? A workout slave..someone in charge of helping me stay in shape, to gift me new workout gear and shoes and come along with me on big hikes and workouts. Sigh--how I would love to tie them up with the resistance bands they provide me. To do push-ups off the ball they give me as I come down- I spit a long strand into their mouth. Mmmm. Dreams!
A new year...a new day. I think I'm refocusing my efforts and banning those who've wasted my time in 2013. Here's to hoping at least one sub will serve me this year.
If you have a weak spirit or need to have a hard on to take interest in what I seek, get lost. I want a committed, strong willed man of character--not a pussy who cries because he is reprimanded.
Also, if you message me to tell me folks are using my photos on their profiles, if you can't tell me who they are, it doesn't really matter that much to me. Save me the panic. It's the internet, people steal photos all the time.
It's an interesting thing. Hordes of men on here claim they want a real dominant. They say a real Mistress is impossible to find. Yet, here I stand. And get 100s of views and perhaps one or two messages a day.
There really is little reason for me to be a mistress anymore- or even present here in BDSM. What a waste of my talent.
if you can't call me ma'am- don't bother messaging. It will be unreturned.
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep... But I have promises to keep! And miles to go before I sleep... And miles to go before I sleep."
I know most everyone is familiar with the Robert Frost death march that is Stopping By Woods on a Snowing Evening. If you haven't heard them...I do suggest you take it upon your heart to read it, but I'm sure the majority of you have.
This Christmas marks a full year of being subless. I don't even know if I could call myself Domme or Dominant anymore because without a willing sub, I have no queendom. Sure, it exists, and while the castle waits for a subject, I brood in dark halls.
I am not happy. I am not at peace. I am hurt when I see others serving anyone else BUT me. I am pained to think that I have given up everything for this lifestyle and I am rewarded with nothing for that sacrifice.
Every single person in my life, from my own mother and father to my grandparents, everyone knows I am a lifestyle and occasionally pro domme (again, not one person has come to serve me in a full year so I can't claim much recently). All my friends, everyone. I have had job opportunities taken away even. I have lost so much when I learned to accept who I truly was.
And now, after a year of not one serious applicant or submissive, I know that it truly is all I'll ever need to be happy in my life. How do I know? Because I can't stop. You think I like being this way? Someone whose so completely dominant that I can't ever go back into a vanilla life and pretend its something I did in my youth?! I can't turn this shit off. I PRAY every night to let this part of me die.
And then I'll get a person who claims to have interest. I get my hopes sky high, because, damn is it a rush to hear a sub call me Ma'am and defer to my ultimate wisdom. But then their masturbation session ends from their side of the screen or phone and with it goes all of their submission and desire to have someone who's actually DOMME.
There was a time when men lined up at my door. I had a field day. I was young, inexperienced and happy. Now, as I have grown into myself as a woman and I require complete obedience from a potential slave, I find myself alone.
I want too much they say. Yeah, it IS difficult to call me Ma'am every sentence you speak to me. How do those military guys call their superiors sir or ma'am huh?
I am too unfair they say. How dare I give demands to your life to maintain my position on my throne. I know that having to answer to another person for your decisions sounds rough, just how did we do it as kids huh?
I have too high of expectations. Yeah, for some reason no one got the memo that I don't give a shit what a person looks like or who old they are. I guess being expected to rule MY queendom without YOUR help as a submissive is too wild to fathom.
I don't play with subs enough as rewards they say...chores aren't fun, no one wants to give endless hours of foot rubs or to run a bath they say. Oh sorry, guess I missed the memo where you deserved the kinky play you see in porn right away. Like HELL if you're gonna have to earn a golden shower from me right?
I am so alone and I dream about someone kneeling at my feet every day. I wake up to thoughts of calling to my slave to make me coffee and wake me up with morning worship. I dream about feeling him shake as I bend him over in front of me and tell him to trust me and give himself to me. I miss watching someone as jumpy as they can be before and as blissed out as they can be during and after a session. I miss that look in someones eye when I tell them they are mine and what they will endure to make me happy.
I get that it is uncouth to sit and whine and have a pity party. I get that it is attention seeking behavior. But really I just have to let the world of BDSM know how much it hurts when you're in the thick of this lifestyle, it stretches far and wide around you, yet you're completely alone.
I want to stop getting my hopes up every time someone messages me that FINALLY I'll be rewarded for sitting and waiting for the right sub to come along. I am tired of feeling like having strict standards is a bad thing. I am tired of feeling like I have to drag someone into my fire.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep. That could mean BDSM and its allure, but death to this part of myself is what I see. It has such a sexy pull to it, a life of vanilla men...but I have promises to keep To myself, to my future sub (I'll never stop searching for you and perfecting myself and my power to hold you)...I promised I'd live this life to the fullest, to have a slave and sub of my own to love and cherish, or hell at least someone to make me smile.
And miles to go before I sleep...this is going to take a lot longer than a year and it makes me quiver in fear.
And miles to go before I sleep.
It's been a long lonely year. I surely thought I couldn't go a whole year without one submissive coming to serve in real time.
How on earth does this happen?
Not one submissive has come forth. This site and place is a joke.
Thanksgiving Bitch wanted-- it has always been a tradition for me, a day of shopping and having a slave help prepare for my thanksgiving meal. Usually someone comes through but since I have not had one session or meeting since Ive been here in Washington (almosy an entire year) I doubt whole heartedly that someone will come and spend a day being very useful and at my tease and under my feet. Expect a day of special grocery shopping, chores and some fun thanksgiving themed play. Anyway, the need is there. I want one before Wednesday of thanksgiving. If you are available and serious, let's have a day of fun and kink!
Gotta love seeing people from your past who like to gossip and mock and judge with others constantly viewing your profile. I can't imagine what discussions they're having the days. Sad you can't just leave folks alone. Yeah, I see you there.
Oh Iggy Azalea, you understand....
Change your Life
You used to dealing with basic bitches Basic shit all the time I'm a new classic, upgrade your status From a standby to a frequent flyer have passed your past life And Now renovate your future Then I integrate my genius shit We purchasin' not perusing Yea I love your hustle, baby Just lemme add a little bit of muscle, baby Join a venture, we'll partner up until the sheds are up .....
Once you go grace, you never go good
You never go back, even if you could I'll show you my way, I got that good-good You never go back, even if you could
Have you ever wished your life would change? Woke up and you lived your dreams Baby I can help you make that change I can show you how to do this thing
Also, unrelated... but this....this is awesome.... get it girl!
What a fool I am. I accepted one of those subs that vanished back into my life. He was all set to come visit tomorrow at 8 am for the entire day-then he took issue with two things-for a boy who has no limits-- I asked him the total of the money he was bringing for our date as I needed to tailor the day we were gonna have around that ("oh so this is a money thing to you mistress" and I informed him that I would not be letting him lick me or pissing on him "I thought id get to be close to you". When I explained to him I had already told him the plans for the day and what I expected him to cover and do, he became instantly discontent. Apparently this news doesn't sit well with his constant boner.
He is young and he thinks he's smart and that his opinion matters to me. Instantly he snaps out of his submissive self and becomes a sassy little faggot. the sad and sociopathic part of this is that He comes back into my life telling me all that I command he can do, yet claims I am after his cash and he's got needs for kinky play in an instant when I allow him to be heard. Suddenly chores doesn't sound Very fun and neither does having to come back more than once.. "oh god, you mean I'd actually have to come back!" Yep you fuckimg self absorbed ass face, this isn't you trying to vet me, it's me seeing if you can hack it. I told him to make this right, then he's dismissed but we all know he wouldn't. I called him on his phone and after ignoring it he finally answered "yeah?!" Like some punk ass bitch. He's so small and tiny when he throws a fit.
moral of the story- no young boys ever again. No one who thinks I'm here to negotiate my process and what I want. No one who fears being a submissive. "I didn't realize this would be an all the time thing." He said that to me. And I just laughed and laughed and laughed. You fucking idiots. go grapple with your inner demons elsewhere.
Being a true submissive is hard work. No bullshit. It is by far the harder position to take in the lifestyle. It is much harder to accept when you personally discover it as your natural orientation.
To be the lesser, to be the peon, to be small when all others are giants is daunting.
I know some Dominants would tell you otherwise, but if domination is hard work for them, I'd caution anyone from serving them. Now, it may be difficult to wrestle every single aspect of a scenario, scene, protocol, attitude or relationship all simultaneously-it should not be considered 'hard work.' It does get ANNOYING to constantly have to stand firm on boundaries as a training sub tests them, but it is not difficult.
There seems to be a pattern of very weak men on here, posing as strong willed ones. And I don't mean Doms. I mean you that list your orientation as 'submissive' yet feel you aren't obligated to address a dominant with respect from the moment they approach you or you enter their domain.
I am sorry, but feeling superior to every dominant you speak to is NOT a good sign.
Quite the contrary, actually. Now before you whom I am speaking about cry bullshit, listen. For once in your life, fucking listen.
You are not god's gift to every dominant you speak to. You must carry within you a heavy heart that is ready and willing to please. I get so many messages where sub missives seem to be speaking so casually, as if they were asking to borrow a lighter.
Or they downright believe that because they are not owned that they own no sort of respect to their position in this lifestyle. I don't know about you but when I'm speaking to someone of authority-the authority of society that I choose to accept- I use Ma'am and Sir. You step foot on this website or in this lifestyle without addressing a dominant or Ma'am or Sir, you should be ashamed. It is absolutely unacceptable.
You feel entitled to respect that is simply not even earned yet. Now some could say the vice versa of this-that a dominant needs to prove they are worthy of your submission. I've heard that bullshit logic before. And I'll tell you exactly why this is a big honkin' pile; because if you expect respect you must show you possess it so you can even know what it is when you see it. Simple as that. There's only one person here that can expect something for nothing. That's the dominant. That is not YOU.
I know it is hard to accept the calling to a submissive life. You don't want to be a doormat. You want to feel special to someone. OR you wish for no one to respect you so you act disrespectful as we are reflections of what we fear the most. I get it.
To be submissive is synonymous with the lesser. But I dare say it takes someone of great will and character to accept where they truly belong, behind the hand of the greater. There is great comfort in letting go and accepting that it takes strength and courage to be a great submissive. You have to serve blindly when you have a pair of working eyes--a figure of speech only--and I imagine that has to kill a part of the illusion of our ego. You might spend more time just 'being' submissive to dominants, rather than waiting for the one that respects you first. After all, there is great poise and strength in a person that see's a weak dominant and yet the sub chooses to detach from interaction with grace and humility.
Some food for thought.
I am getting to the point that if a submissive can't address me as Ma'am from the get go, they will be ignored as I know they have not even begun to accept the submissive side of themselves that is true and desirable.
Ah, to be a young girl on here demanding all your cash! Enjoy it ladies, once you hit 25, there's no way that shit will last.
Added some older photos, but since I lack any real submissives, they will have to do for now. Enjoy.
Dark blue dominates my cm list--seems there are ten thousand male doms here and the rest of us are just peppered in. Oh 50 shades of Grey, what did you do to this lifestyle?! It never used to be this way. Christ, I just imagine us all in one room. There's 75 raging boners and like two women and a couple male subs. You guys have to realize that being the majority doesn't add up.
Spent some time reading journals too. There's so many of you who cry about findomme. When you are given a logical opinion, still many are so nasty and NOT at all submissive. Understand, you complete idiots, that this is a FREE site. Your opinion means shit. There will be women on here that are strictly here for your paycheck. And there ARE men who get off on that. BELIEVE IT OR NOT, BDSM is far greater than YOU. My suggestion for avoiding it...just don't respond to it. If it isn't your thing, move along, with grace and kindness.
Boys ashamed of submission should not message me to try and serve and work through their shame issues. Go pay for a pro session if you plan to run away after serving an ounce In a lifestyle session.
Today of all the days, is NOT the day to contact me if you think I want to hear any sort of submissives needs or kinks. It...won't go well for you.
Starting to really wonder if the type of commitment and dynamic of total submission I seek is out there. I really honestly don't believe there are true submissives left in this world. Submissive in life and kinky sure...but there has been not one sub in the history of subs that I've had that can handle the personal commitment to me that it takes. No one wants a real bdsm relationship.
Two subs took the training challenge. One lasted two weeks. Another, one. All under the age of thirty- I've got new limits now.- no one under 30--no one.
They asked me for my time and energy and gave nothing back.
When I started to hold them accountable, suddenly they realized they couldn't measure up to my standards. i mean I can't tell you how explicit I was with my desires and needs. Seems like some little boys just care about what's best for them.
this whole lifestyle is horseshit.
Intellectual discourse arouses me. But since we exist in a world where I control the conversation, a subs thoughts should be a vital clue into where their hearts are in serving. I have begun training a sub and today demanded that he pin a journal entry for my wall and his own.
This essay is an example of boy truly training to become a great submissive. Enjoy!
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"That's your new life. Doing the things I love and learning to love it."
Mistress wrote that to me this morning during a conversation and I instantly re-read it a few times. It captures the new life I am starting to lead very succinctly. As I wrote in my previous entry, I never thought things would progress this quickly. I want to stress how far-fetched the thought that I would be so controlled and ruled by the Queen, mere days after we first messaged, was to me. It seemed like something other people did, not something I fell into. I had experience with lesser dominants and I was always playing my games and pulling the strings.
With the Queen it became apparent very quickly that there was only one way this was going to work: the Mistress way. Mistress is a lot smarter than me and has way more experience in this lifestyle. In a way, that is making it easier for me to give up total control and start really enjoying pleasing the Queen with whatever she enjoys. I feel like Mistress has a plan for me and I want to follow it to the T. Each interaction with the Queen makes me realize even more how lucky I am to have this special privilege.
This morning Mistress allowed me to stroke my cock a few times to allow precum to surface. Mistress then instructed me to lick the precum and rub it on my lips. I had never done this before, nevertheless, I did not hesitate for a second. Thinking about this afterward made me realize how much control the Queen has over me after such a short period of time. I can only imagine what's to come.
Later, Mistress sent me a picture of a her divine hands carefully painted with beautiful colors. I was awe-struck by the emotions every pic of the Queen stirs in me, regardless what part of the body. The Queen instructed me to worship the hands that would be grabbing and pulling at my cock to tease me and get what Mistress wants. I have no doubt this will be easily accomplished by the Queen.
Got this lovely gem from a sub troll out of the blue today-
You are part of the reason I am hesitant to call myself a Female Supremacist. Yeah, I hate men, but that you are into money is accepting their patriarchy. There is no paper money with anything but men's faces on it, and the two coins in circulation that have women's faces on it, the Susan B Anthony, and the Sacagawea are the two coins that are not taken seriously. You ought to at least demand your tribute in Sacagawea gold dollar coins...
And who in the hell said anything about money? How funny he assumed tribute meant cash, and further more, how sad he is the type that wants to play for nothing. Pay no mind to the fact that I fucking explicitly state I'm looking for a lifestyle situation.
And another response, my last journal of the day...
Thank you, Mistress. I look forward to hearing more about how you got here and what you are looking for in more detail, Ma'am.
I was thinking last night how there is usually a disconnect between what we want/truly desire and the practical steps that are needed to get there, Ma'am. I feel like in the past I've sometimes ignored the practical angle which is really important to accomplish anything meaningful or long-lasting, Ma'am.
What are your thoughts on this, Ma'am?
My response-
What a loaded question--
In this country, we feel entitled to so much. We are entitled to healthcare, education, food and shelter. We are entitled to free speech, freedom in religion and freedom from the responsibility of others. I understand this, even as a bleeding heart liberal (but I strongly caution anyone from declaring a political party). My point is, this mentality is pretty much only found here, in these great states. It's ever present in our culture and with our peer group.
The cold, hard truth is, we aren't entitled to ANYTHING in this life. The fact that we get to live two seconds in this existence is a goddamn privilege and should be treated as such. You are very right to think that folks jump to the conclusion befeore they've even begun the process.
BDSM is a perfect example of this. I cannot tell you how many people believe that just because they simply exist in this world, that they deserve all that comes with it.
People want the penthouse party, but haven't even entered the parking lot underground. It's very difficult to get a submissive these days to start from complete scratch. Like seniority, people feel that an ounce of experience actually means something. They assume that experience is a one size fits all type thing and that going to a dungeon to get spanked means that they are a vetted submissive.
I know that I am not the norm when it comes to Mistress' on here. That is their right, they can act however they please, they are the caretakers of the world, and they deserved to be worshiped in anyway they please. As a female supremacist I do not recognize male dominance, as its boring and happens every second of my life in the real world. Fucking a girl well does NOT mean you control her, it just means that FINALLY you were able to keep up.
Serving me takes hard work, we start from the ground floor and take the stairs. That way we never get caught on a certain floor on our way to the big party on the top. It will feel so much better having gotten to the fun shit after wading through all the monotony of training.
I have recently been asked by an interested submissive to share a bit of my history and experience with bdsm. I have not obliged him yet, as nothing happens when you ask for it with me, this sort of thing happens on my own time and in my own way in this Queendom--(don't like it? start your own). But I have given it some thought and have the time to sit down and get out all my thoughts.
My First whiff of Dominance
I was a second grader, at my little catholic school when I had my first dominant fantasy. His name was Michael and he was a pill. Surely the poor guy had some issues going on at home because at school he was noisy, disruptive, awkward and a CRYBABY. He cried when he didn't get his milk before other children, he would fail around on the floor of our classroom when he didn't want to go to the board to practice cursive and my poor teacher simply tried to maintain control while he tore around the classroom.
In an effort to get us to help police a peer, we as a class started to lose precious privileges such as library time and recess when Michael would have a tantrum. We would all admonish him for his behavior and beg him to stop so we wouldn't get in trouble. I'm sure the poor kid was bullied wildly by the stronger boys in class, but as far as I could tell, he was just unruly and a PILL.
When a Michael tantrum began, that's when I would find myself daydreaming in class. I would fantasize about quieting him...controlling him. I pictured myself finding him on the playground....then I would corner him and I had a plan to KISS him so hard he would become my little sidekick and would never act out again. He was going to obey after I showed my power to him on a grand scale. At least, this was my dream. I hadn't ever seen an ounce of BDSM or porn at this point in my life, so these feelings were organic and came from deep within.
The fantasies would intensify and I would imagine duct taping him and tying him up too while the class went on with the lesson plan for the day. I even found myself trailing him on the playground during recess, trying to stay hidden so he'd have no idea what hit him.
The boy moved away from the school district that year, but his influence in my life has never left.
It wasn't until many many years later, over a big bowl of the finest green, that it clicked in me that that was my first Domme moment. It would be nearly 15 years later that I realized my power on a grand scale. I haven't looked back since.
House cleaner wanted--Wednesday (today) or Thursday, 2 hr minimum. Deep cleaning of two bathrooms, litter pans, and of course, laundry ;)
Also, my car needs to be cleaned and washed.
This is purely an exchange for my company, someone to chat with about the lifestyle. You will be controlled but I seek to sit on my ass while I watch you clean my home.
Unlikely? Sure is. But a Domme can dream.
If you're simply seeking a naughty mistress to tell you how to touch yourself please Move on. I have put in too many years in this lifestyle and gave up my life as a vanilla woman for this thing you masturbate on the weekends to.
Persistence is key. Only the strong willed and those with a spirit that isn't easily broken may apply.
Eat your heart out all that seek a submissive woman sub for the kitchen... I just made a 10 hour roast smothered in my own homemade mustard, local honey and Chardonnay ---accompanied by carrots, parsnips, and potatoes. Pumpkin pie from real sugar pumpkins with fresh homemade whipped cream. Had so much pumpkin I made a pumpkin loaf.
And y'all want a submissive woman...pisssshaw
Trick or treat-wish I had a sub to smell my feet!!
Someone please explain to me how in the hell you offerin your asshole to me makes my life easier? Have any of you heard of earned play time?! You know, when're you actually are useful enough that you're rewarded with play time?
So funny how boys see my profile and assume they'll get a pass on my requirements for nothing. "Ma'am I want you to train me but I don't want to pay so if you're okay with that lets do this"
My my my, see, everyone wants something for nothing. Not one time did he offer any alternatives. He didn't ask to apply to be a 24/7 owned submissive. Just for me to train him based off the fact that he's young and attractive. Maybe that doesn't work so well on the 10 pretty girls on collarme but it might the 1000 older out of shape ones!
Effort boys, being a submissive takes 10 times more effort than training you does.
My oldest cat Francie has a cataract in her eye now...poor old girl. Can't believe you're 11.
Read some male Dom and female submissive profiles outloud to my roommate--man alive are my observations so dead on--one Gay male Dom had a very solid dominant profile-the rest were so extreme it's a wonder if they've even ever met a woman before.
"I'm gonna micromanage you, rape all your holes and beat you black and blue, and if youre a newbie please don't let that scare you."
and the female subs sound EXACTLY like Domme profiles. We went through and read profiles and simply switched from sub to Domme--ladies, when will you all realize what Goddesses you truly are, all of you, and how powerless a man feels when he cannot physically and mentally control or fuck you?
Went through my old slaves journal... So many great entries....
10/13/2011 1:51:12 PM [Report Entry]
I can always tell when Mistress wants to be served, she stares at me and smiles wide. She tells me she wants pampered and I say "Yes Mistress" instinctively.
Mistress lined out how I was going to spoil her: pampering her with a shower and relaxation, a foot massage, and I was going to get her off orally if I did well while serving her.
Wanting that reward so badly, I went immediately to start Mistress's shower, making sure she had everything needed for me to wash her beautiful, curvy body. I went back to the living room to let Mistress know that everything was prepared and Mistress then told me to follow her to the bathroom on my hands and knees. When i began crawling Mistress placed her hand on the top of my head and lead with me very close behind. Watching Mistress's amazing body sway made me want her more than before. Mistress would stop every few steps and make me run into her smelling her beautiful pussy through her panties. Before she stepped into the shower, she held me there for a long time, letting me breathe her in. Mistress scent was beyond intoxicating and smelled sweet. I was told to prepare Mistress with some fresh panties to her to wear. After I was finished assisting Mistress into the shower, I continued preparing all of Mistress's Domme gear she requested be ready.
As she showered, I held my collar and thought about how much I loved what it symbolized and how much I had grown to love her. I love serving such a dominant strong woman, and being her owned property. I smiled and then went on to complete my tasks. Mistress called me to the shower and told me she was ready for me to wash her body. I love having the privilege to touch her, but her naked and soapy body is such a treat. I don't know what I did to deserve this.
When Mistress was done, she commanded me to follow her to her bed. She placed my collar tight and snug around my neck. I loved the feeling that my collar clamp tight..it completes me and puts me right into sub space. Mistress attached her leash to my collar and as she gives it a tug forward, she tells me to follow on my hands and knees.
I was filled with excitement--it's not everyday that you get to touch Mistress so freely. Mistress wanted her foot rub first. I started massaging Mistress's feet and she started to ask my thoughts and reminiscing about our relationship. We both connected and I answered her questions with ease. I really enjoy being an open book to Mistress and letting her know my true feelings when asked. She always allows her submissives chances to talk about their feelings, but only when she decides it's an appropriate moment. It was very special, she really knows when the right times are. She knows all of my deepest secrets and she's spent so much time building a relationship with me. Mistress and I chatted away getting lost in her foot rub--she was glowing and beautiful. As tears welled up in my eyes because our conversation hit so close to my heart Miistress pulls me close and comforts me between her breasts. Mistress whispers the sweetest words about my service and how happy she is to have me as a slave. I live to hear these words from Mistress Kay. Mistress then orders me to kiss her (a very rare occasion, ) and the room begins to spin as our lips meet. I struggle to keep my composure as Mistress then tells me very sweetly that she wants me to worship her body starting with her breasts. I am in love with Mistress Kay's breasts, they are truly the most amazing pair I have ever seen. I feel like I am in heaven any time i get to touch or kiss them, so I begin eagerly the way she has trained me she likes--sucking and biting sensually. As i can see Mistress is enjoying my worship, she orders me lower slowly working my way down, enjoying every moment.
As I get close I can smell the intoxicating scent of Mistress's lovely vagina. I could only think about how much I wanted to taste her at this moment. This is a moment I truly treasure, the anticipation of her sweetness less than a few inches from me. Mistress instructed me to proceed to please her slowly at first with long stokes with my tongue. As she demanded certain ways I was to please her with my mouth, Mistress began asking me questions that could be answered with a head nod or a shake so I didn't have to move my mouth off of her. They were dirty questions-- asking how she tasted and what I'd do to get fucked as I liked her. She drives you crazy with desire and makes your cock strain so much it's torture. As she got closer and closer to cumming, she made me look her in the eyes and lap up her cum as it gushed out of her.
I felt her hands pull on my collar and she drenched me with her cum. She pulled me off of her after she caught her breath, she made fun of me for being such a dirty cum slut.
I just smiled.
"Yes Mistress, I love being your dirty cum slut."
God this place is boring beyond belief nowadays. Bunch of newbie 50 shades of rape doms and take my ass like a bitch subs. Is there not one damn true submissive male in the whole of the PNW?!
How many Dommes are there in Washington that I get no messages for days?! This whole lifestyle is full of shit--all that message are looking for free ass play...don't you know a fair trade for my time and talents on your asshole is just as comparable to you cleaning my house really shittly once? You people are crazy!
Gotta love the sass to newbies...it makes me giggle
Oh memories...like the time I made one submissive eat my left overs off the motel 6 bathroom floor-complete with toilet water to wash it all down...or the time I fucked a submissive so good with him sat on my cock that he arched into a back bend...or the time I wrapped one up in packing tape, hooked them up to gay porn and then sat on his face for 3 hours...or the piss boy that I forced to drink every last drop....
Memories.
Sissies are by far the most nauseating and useless people in this lifestyle. They are complete caricatures of women, while simultaneously endorsing and affirming rape culture.
A short dress doesn't make you a sexy slut you hairy buffoons...
Checking my messages...oooooo awesome..finally, someone messaged me this week!!
Oh wait, just SPAM..false alarm
All my workouts are paying off! I'm starting to get abs and some strong ass arms! My ass is higher and tighter than I've ever seen it. Too bad not one boy out in the PNW is interested. Haha.
Man do I wish I had a sub...I'd make him come on my workouts and be my bitch boy, hand me towels and fetch me water...oh and hold my umbrella as we walk--so tired of being soaked at the end of a workout haha
Helpful sissy tip- pop your nail polish in the fridge 20 mins prior to application for a better, more even, quick drying polish. Very easy to apply ;) oh and also, invest in the brand Butter London for your top and base coat. You'll thank me.
Oh and thanks for all the bullshit "youre incredible, if serve you in a heartbeat if i was closer, you'll find a sub, etc" but please stop. This isn't a fault of mine. I've heard from several people in WA state tell me that the scene is defunct here. So stop trying to console and work on trying to be useful to me on a real level.
Yeah, expecting to be called ma'am militaristically may seem "crazy" to you subs with little to no real training. But you'll realize to speak to a mistress with the right level of protocol will open doors for you that you never thought possible.
How many cocks do you own? Before I threw all my gear away, I had 9! Now I have just one, the huge black cock of everyone's nightmares/fantasies. Maybe one day I'll get to use it again. I miss being Mistress so much.
9 months later- not one hint of a sub interested in any serious way. If only I could send my little subbie out right now to get me Claritin, a bottle of red wine and some coffee beans for the morning...Ive been aching to make someone lick every sqaure inch of my feet, legs and ass. but alas, this whole thing is bullshit.
I leave the site for a week, not one person notices, hahah funny.
What's even more hilarious to me? There are like ZERO Dommes in the Washington area...yet tons of male Doms and tons of male submissives....hmm I guess they all switched teams and are having a big ole blow job party and I wasn't invited!
I just love wasting time on idiots.
Fuck this lifestyle, BDSM is dead in the PNW.
Thank you dearly to the two far away admirers who sent me birthday presents. Mistress is quite pleased and has enormous gratitude toward your nice gestures.
Thanks for the birthday wishes. 27. Wowza.
My birthday is on Wednesday, the 21st...I so wish I had a sub to give my spankings too! Days go by, the only who message are trolls-hahah Happy birthday to me!
Subs in Olympia, stop being such stupid little bitches and come rub my goddamn feet.
Or does this one work...
Subs in Olympia, you dirty little secret sluts, come be a dirty whore and strangle my feet with your hands hahaha
You write to me about your asshole or how you want something out of me, prepare to get your dick ripped off. I am in no mood to hear what any of you submissives want when my needs have been neglected since Christmas 2012. Do fuck off.
Canon 7D with lens for sale...anyone looking for their first professional grade camera?
I miss him, how we used to be.
So, I lost my job two weeks ago..I know right, boo fucking hoo, no one cares. But!!! I will say this--how does one apply for jobs online if her only choice of Internet access is the computers in the library and they have strict 1hr a day usage policies...are you fucking serious?! I had one page left on my application and had to exit out and lose it all because they wouldn't give me 5 more minutes.
I get it, I'm living the broke life hard core as a single woman over here but come on now, how can this shit get any better if I can't even apply for one goddamn job!
Moved on down to Olympia--it's tough starting over, again. And moving by yourself with no help was even more exciting.
Congrats to me! I've been out here 6 months and have had not one person serve! I know I know, how did I do it? I don't know, its a gift!
such imagery in this video...a must see for all female worshipers. " target="_blank"> Rammstein's Sonne.
so many goddamn dark blue profiles here...how many male doms do we need before this just becomes a place where people are walking into each other with raging boners and whips? ya'll can't be finding as many female subs/subs in general! too many. too much 50 shades bullshit in this lifestyle right now.
fuck this, waiting around for no one...im just gonna become a cam girl now--watching these girls cams...I would make a killing! So if I can't be a Mistress in real life to any of you, I'll play one on the net!
Subs come into your life, suck out your time, knowledge and energy and when something doesn't go their way or align with their fantasy, they bail. Only to return a month or two later begging for a second chance. They always come. They always go. They always return.
I implore you to prove to me otherwise....
I'm waiting.
Also, it's national cheesecake day goddamn it.
Yep, who would have thought obtaining a coffee cunt was so hard. In the land of coffee, not one sub can handle even that small request. It's nuts here. If you all truly knew who was on this profile, I'd have you lined up at my door, but alas, it's the internet and you all want bratty little 20 year old whores asking for your wallet. That's pretty sad. You'll pass over a real woman to cyberly play with the men pretending to be women.
WANTED: ONE COFFEE CUNT
This Mistress desires one coffee cunt to keep her happy. Your duties would be--1 lb of coffee per week, given to me in person or mailed. I will give you what I am looking for in a blend, you provide the rest and the ground work. Creamer delivery will also be required, as will building up my equipment. I take my cup of joe seriously everyday and desire someone who has the same zest for it.
SERIOUS inquires only, and it will be painfully obvious if you are serious about it or not. You get nothing in return but my time and my attention--and the knowledge that every morning you are making me smile wide. If that's not enough for you, move on.
Slavery??? Talk about a joke! In fact, be looking for a journal soon as to why "slavery" on this site and in this lifestyle is a crock of shit.
What is today? National Try to get a second chance day from a domme you fucked over horribly Day? Like 3 today!
I let a sub whom I've been merely chatting with log into my account as he offered to help me weed through all the subs. I had to laugh...all the subs that contact me? You mean like the 5 spammers a week I get? Haha funny as fuck. He was shocked and horrified when I directed him to snoop around and show me where his help was needed..."funny and sad Ma'am, I don't understand why people in The West aren't more interested- you just have to put up with the worst!" Yep, I do. Funny aint it?! Indiana was the best place on earth for kink compared to this hip happening west coast bullshit.
Mmmm I want some cheesecake. Bitch boy, get me some cheesecake! At once!
*crickets*
5 "men" have contacted me recently on my yahoo IM and surprisingly they all are saying the same thing..
"Ma'am, will you give me another chance. I realize how wrong I was and how perfect you are/were."
I just have to chuckle.
I told you so...
Good morning no one, how did you sleep on the floor all plugged and tied?
Oh wait...
A raging headache! Thanks Mother Nature- I do love my periods (I'm such am intense domme during my pms times haha talk about fun!) but why do headaches have to be involved with my uterus?! And where the fuck are the subs who dream about caring for a dommes body and it's phases?!
I sit and read other sexy young dommes journals with warm fuzzy memories. They tell tales of shopping and slapping around bitches and it brings back memories of when subs used to beat down my door for the chance to talk/serve me. I had sessions several times a week. Ah, to be 22 and fresh meat again! Now it's 5 years later and the only mail I even get is spam or from folks several states away. :(.
I've given so much thought to why I'm here and why I can't just stop and give up on my search. I was put on this earth to nuture, mold and mother in a sense. I wish I was here to be a bitchy brat-as that seems to be the most popular domme style. Oh well, ill hold out. :) it's been 5 years now searching for the perfect sub but at this point, I'd take ANY sub who greeted me like a woman, rather than a strap on machine.
And one more thing..quit it with stories for journal entries...real sessions are never that pornographic and so fucking "base"--if we all start living in the real world, we would all end up not being so disappointed in the end.
Also, all your stories suck.
When will interactions with submissives stop draining me of patience, time and a joyful spirit? When will I beam again with happiness and feel fulfilled?
I have so many sandy feet photos! I wish I had a foot slut to tease them with!
Landed in Maui! So warm, but dark! Can't wait to wake up to the ocean
Fuck this! I'm going to Maui! 8th-13th, peace losers.
No Fourth of July well wishes? It's crazy how nobody even wants to talk to a dominant woman on this website in this area!
Bought my new to me car -a 2011 Nissan Sentra-in cash today. Feeling like a big girl.
So I'm vanilla dating because no BDSM men are interested in much more than licking me or getting their ass stuffed...and man is it hard to find folks that understand your sexual needs without feeling left out. I can't see myself with a man I can be in control of but I've got to have some type of companion. I really want that to be a sub, but alas, I can't even get a vanilla man to bite haha
It's so hard to break up with BDSM but no one is interested in serving me and I should take a hint.
Breaking up is always so hard to do, I've devoted 4 years to searching for a sub to even be interested in me past a month...sad day.
Well wishes after I post about the subject are not accepted. Too slow. It's alllll too little toooooo late.
Really the compassion from you subs is unremarkable..
Of all the things that put you in a terrible mood, bathing suit shopping is the worst.
So another one bites the dust...another sub gone to the wind.
A bit of a lesson--your fantasy in your head will never come close to the reality of any of this. If you are not 110% in love with the way I function as a domme...first off, who cares what you think...I certainly don't...secondly, LISTEN to that little siren in your head saying 'but that's not what I want.'
You shit sacks will ALWAYS do what you want. I even told that sub that he was mine until I dismissed him and every second he tried to find a way that I wasn't good enough. I give basic commands he can't follow and he's expecting me to dive right in at full force?! Crazy people in this world. You'll have to understand that it is YOU, the submissive, that has the problem with how the Domme functions, not the other way around. Look inside yourself when that siren screams in your head saying, "but that's not how I want to do things..." I think you'll find that you truly aren't submissive--just a kinkster looking for a girl who will love the fact that you want your ass raped and your mouth pissed on.
Oh and by the way, those girls DON'T exist! Nope, those WOMEN are DOMMES.
People like this still exist!! Read from the bottom up for a wtf moment hahha.
Message History
YouWILLkneeldown:
Are you kidding me? Like you're a real serious person?! Haha ill be sure to report you. :) enjoy life.
whiteslave206:
well I liked your blog.. all of it except you dating a nigger.. thats fucked. but we can be friends and play and all that but somewhat discreet about all this would be good. I am single but just real conservative.. I dont know either.. I havent even seen your face. But I could see myself showing up at your place with a new pair of heels for you or a sexy outfit or something and we can do anything that turns you on. I like being teased, I like wrestling, you can spit on me, kick my balls, slap my face.. I am a beginner you could say so nothing too extreme but you can train me im sure.
YouWILLkneeldown:
Hmm, I don't know what to think
whiteslave206:
Let me try that again.... oh and I would love to buy you a new pair of high heels
Bought myself a haircut and a bra! Who knew there wasn't a sub who wanted to see my huge boobs! Subs can be pathetic excuses for men though so I understand.
Some women on here claim to get flooded with messages...maybe I'm just lame as hell... I get a couple a week. Here I am, a non pro, and no one speaks to me? Funny as hell.
Had a lovely date with a sexy, tall handsome black man yesterday. Wish I had a sub to clean me up and listen to what a fun evening I had...
Wouldn't it be awesome to have a fitness slave? Someone who I would workout with, he is in charge of outfitting me and the special nutrition I want, gym memberships for us both... I imagine working up a sweat and making him worship me right after, using him as a workout or stretching tool...sigh. Hot idea, wish it existed!
Put aside 20 more bucks for my tennis shoes and new bra...subs apparently think if you're trying to get some spoiling you're broke and after their cash...how sweet. Lets see, if I survived on "subs" providing for me, I wouldn't have a home, a car, and enough food and weed to survive. Ha. Funny how I work 12-14 hours and that's still not "independent" enough for folks. Ill never understand why men on here don't think they will have to sacrifice their hard earned cash? I bought a dick for a sub who wanted to session for me and he never showed. Now I have a 50 dollar cock I can't return for subs I don't even have! At least I would appreciate the shoes...whatever, ill buy em, and keep searching for a boy who thinks purchasing shoes for a Mistresses feet is his job.
What an exciting day! Someone actually talked to me and offered to serve me by buying me the tennis shoes I desire. He told me he'd be going to lunch (after setting up plans to meet me this weekend) and while he was "out to lunch" a new message popped in my inbox...you see...he thought he was talking to a brand new domina. Even tried to make plans with her tacitly. I let him go on in a couple messages because I couldn't believe he was fishing after just making plans with me! Turns out he thinks he's done nothing wrong by fishing for dominas for the same meeting within an hour of asking to be left alone for business. I am so so dumb. I've been doing this for years and my dumb bitch filter has been apparently set to me. Sigh, I was so happy someone was finally giving me a chance, who actually wanted to serve me. Don't you know how dumb I am?!
I need a new bra and tennis shoes...any subs interested in taking me shopping for abuse and use? My workouts are just too much for my old shoes...mmm imagine, those stinky pink and black shoes could be yours to keep!
It's cute how many folks just troll this website, waiting to pounce on fresh meat. Problem is I've had profiles on here for years. You'd think people would connect the dots, but they don't. So they screw me over on one profile and then as soon as I make a new one, here they are. Lying too! Best one was a man I spoke to over the phone about a session and he chickened out--low and behold---there's his message in my inbox crying how he's never had the chance with a real domina and he's ready and willing to do anything...caught you son of a bitch! Now what?!
Please someone in The SeaTac area talk to me! I'm worthy of being served. I'm young, experienced and beautiful and have a heart and spirit for this lifestyle unlike you've ever seen. I want to have fun, but stay firm. Doesn't anyone want to put their faith in my talent?
God, this place is boring. So it FL. Doesn't anyone real use these sites and want to serve?
"Hey there" "wanna own me?" "Wanna fuck my ass"
:(
Working on the weekends...a joy. Wish I had a subbie boy to snuggle up at my feet each night. :(
Lots of offerings for sexual service...does any one live in reality?
