Timing and age a rant of sorts

Timing, never seems to be right. When we are young and strong we never meet with challenges to our health instead we receive an onslaught of decision that we must make without the experience of many years. Relationships , investments , children, just deciding whether to go out or stay in revolves around so many questions who will be there what are you going to do, what shirt do I wear, at 18 life is very demanding.

At 30 life becomes a little clearer for the mind, but circumstances interfere with the life you perceived. The children have needs they must out weigh yours after all you are a parent, you give up what you need for them. The house demands repair and the job well if you just want to maintain the level you are at better put in a lot of overtime, ass kissing and show the company they cannot do without you. The fun of life will come when the kids are grown that will be soon!

At 50 well, the body is telling you too far too fast, the ailments start around this time, The kids have grown older but have not yet made the transition to being grown up. You have become a slave to your house. The company has let you know that all that hard work was worth it and that plan to make the company more efficient was so good you are no longer needed to make sure the company runs smoothly. The fun of life is now derived from redoing your taxes 20 times so that you can save $50, and keeping those dam weeds to a minimum. You still give up everything for the kids and going out now has only one question" where is the next Bathroom".

I look forward to my later years, I hope I have sold the dam house the kids have moved far enough away that emails are the method of communication . I will be too blind to read between the lines. None of my clothes will match and I will no longer worry about the distance of bathrooms I will have found the answer to the ultimate question, boxers, thongs or briefs? Depends.

Now back to our regular programming

A name

I have read comments and blogs that have taken up my questions about a name for my slave and whether or not it is important to the slave? I thank you all for your comments. I see that the word collar is extremely important to subs as it shows a great commitment from both Dom and slave. Due to personal situations, we cannot commit to that permanence suggested with a collar.

A collaring for me means permanent markings and piercings. It means that we would alter our lives accordingly, which at this time would disrute our vanilla lives. I wish to demonstrate my commitment - an engagement you could say. That is why I will give her a name and why she will be able to write in a fashion that she is owned.

The interpretation of words have been difficult from the time we developed language. In a wolf pack, the grunts and growls explain in simple terms what they mean -- there is no double meaning. If you are in a forest and a Grizzly comes at you standing on its hind legs and growling, the growl means one thing -- you are food. So I wish it understood by k as the reason I will call her by this name.

minion
Etymology: Middle French mignon darling
a person or thing that is preferred over others
a servile dependent, follower, or underling

one highly favored
a subordinate or petty official
An obsequious follower or dependant; a sycophant.
A subordinate official.
One who is highly esteemed or favored; a darling.

ob·se·qui·ous

obsequious adj.

Full of or exhibiting servile compliance; fawning.

That is my minion of Darklight. I cannot say in better words than these .

Here we go titles again

Is a name so important, I have always named my slaves, usually I take something from their personality or their strengths or both. Is it important to do so?

I believe it is. A bond or commitment is formed not a collaring but certainly owner ship is established protection is shown as their name always carries mine in their title shall we say. I believe it gives peace of mind to the sub/slave as they begin to feel owned. I think they also feel that with a name there is protection and caring. I have a new slave referred to as k. To me a single letter shows that she is just another one in the slaves alphabet and when I finish with all the ks I move to the ls. she is not just another letter or number in three weeks or four I cannot remember how long it has been, she has surpassed my expectations and has worked her way deep into my soul if I have one ( I will leave that to another blog).

Much like the captive princess, at first she was taken for her worth to others, now she holds great value in my land so I must rename her so that all know she is part of my world now. I know that no matter what I call her she would happily come running to a grunt or a number in her mind she is there only to please me. The Doms that have proceed me did not value what they had they did not see the diamond in the rough as I did. They are the poorer for it and I am richer. So today I will select a name befitting my little gem and will give her title when next I see her. With it she may relax when not by my side knowing that she has value and is owned.

Just one more question . I will not answer this one I will leave that to those that read this. Does it matter to a sub/slave to have ownership shown in such a manner or is it just my roots in medieval times showing?

Why write and when

So where are the young writers?

I wrote songs and some poems when I was young but never a story . The idea of writing a journal was foreign to me some thing that women did , keep diaries. You never hear of young authors , well yes you do but young usually means after 30 seldom does an 18 year old able to capture the imagination of the readers. Is it imagination or experience that causes us to write . Is it a fear that when we are gone no one will know what we think so we try to answer every possible question by writing stories or my favorite expression putting my words on paper.

SO is it a desire to say to the world look at what I have done. Hear my ideas listen to what I say. Do we realize that with experience the end of gaining more experiences is diminishing. We so desperately want to leave a mark some where on this earth that we were here. Like all other mammals we are marking our territory. The one good thing is we know that peeing every does not last. When we are gone the urine dries up and some one else comes along and is able to lift their leg higher. Of course we could leave plastic bags around and in a few hundred years they might spring a leek and some one might pass by and say hey wow where is that guy now. I think words might be better easier to see and interpret.

So words are great for the future generations see our mark. The problem is we will never hear a word or thought about what we have written our dreams what we care about unless we receive some comments now good or bad they allow us to judge what we say and leave behind. I am upset when some one forces their way into the room to see what I am writing or drawing. Though, I will post to blogs or leave my art work in plain view to entice a comment. When none comes I cast doubt on the value of my work I am hurt and feel forgotten. I let the webs of dust form, the ink will dry and ideas do not easily form. We are funny little creatures we have battled ourselves and mother nature, flown to the moon and walked with volcanoes. We beat out the dinosaurs and put all other mammals in the back seat. Yet no comment on our thoughts or ideas and we are crushed.
The weakness nation on this earth has to be the imagination. So easily bruised so much fear of non acceptance I wonder how we made it this far.

My last thought on this is what if future generation takes what I say out of the context that it was written what if I am depicted as a monster right up there with Hitler and Bernardo. I will not be there to guide their thoughts or answer questions I will have to leave my word to be judge on what they feel is art or a good story, that is a scary thought. So in the true fear in man that has continued since we left he trees I have a plan. I decided to return to my writing and art and of making things with a clause. A good friend will be asked to make sure that for six months after I am gone all art and words will be available to everyone and then it will be wiped clean why this drama queen attitude. I do not really care if I leave a mark for future generations they can have a bag of pee. Only my friends know me and understand what I write or why. Truly it is their thoughts I wish to stimulate and their comments that I wish to hear.

Valentines a day of pain or love

Valentines Day is one of many Christian holidays shrouded in mystery.
Saint Valentine was a priest that married young men against the wishes of the
emperor.  In return, the emperor had him beheaded. 
I cannot resist talk about loosing your head over love.  lol.  That is one of the
accepted forms, but not founded.  Throughout history, there were three Saint
Valentines.  Number 1, the Emperor's victim; #2, a priest that helped Christians
escape from roman prisons, and #3, a bishop who (while imprisoned) professed his
undying love for a young girl.  Needless to say, they all met the same fate of
beheading.

Christians are fond of taking over pagan festival days.  I would guess that there
is some pagan festival being celebrated around this time, which included worship,
some debauchery and a lot of drinking. Sounds a little more palatable to me -- at
least they all kept their heads.

Now to modern times and the massacre which made great news.   However, it was just 
one scum trying to wipe out another. Scum  -- now there is a reason to send flowers,
but definitely not chocolates. I know the Romans like to feast, but not during
executions.  The only one (to my knowledge) was Vlad the Impaler. I highly doubt it
was chocolate he feasted upon.

Now let's get to the icon of all of this. That this holiday has all been taken over
by greeting card companies and Cupid, the Roman god of love. I suppose he had little
influence on the Roman emperors. Why is he naked and very pink?  

Here is my answer to that very question: Cupid ran in to Medusa, the Greek semi
goddess.  She was a bondage freak and rumor had it, a bit into bestiality
(but that is a topic for zoo day).  She scened with Cupid before loosing her head
(hmmm, loosing heads seems to be a theme here), tanned his ass really well and that
is why he is so pink. Now the story does not end there.  It seems he was a bit of a
switch and into piercing. That explains the bow and arrow.  Now in case you did not
know, he was also bisexual and it is rumored that he and Zeus had a thing going on,
and Cupid had a thing for electrical play.

Now my point is, it seems that this should not be a day of flowers and
chocolate and sweet gifts.  It would however appear that a lot more violence and
intense BDSM play has inspired this vanilla event. It occurred to me that
the name of the day should be changed perhaps to "lifestyle love day". We
could have legal right to do so, since the lifestyle has given reason for
this.  Some have come up with the name of "Cloud's day of debauchery and torture".
I think that has a ring to it, but I am too humble to accept the honour. However,
I do think that we must put our collective minds together and come up with a name
for the day and ideas for gifts . We only have a year to effect change and market
the merchandise, before Hallmark or Carleton steal this idea and start
selling heart shaped smackers and cards that play the screams of subs
enjoying the gifts of their Masters.  What do you think?

A broken spoon

Years ago when I was much younger I played lacrosse. I was known as a nasty person I was big and feared. The game was going along with my fair number of penalties when I found my self in a strange position of killing off one of my teams penalties. I was fortunate to be in the right place at the right time and stole a pass from the opposing team. Running down the floor I had one player left to beat. His name was Gord, we had several battles over the years we were pretty even in size weight and temperament. I moved to get by him when he crosschecked me with his stick. To both our surprise it broke. For what ever reason we both found this extremely funny. So if you can picture two tough guys running down the floor me trying to score and Gord in hot pursuit, giggling like school girls. When we meet it is the first story we think of.

LAst night I had my little slave primed for a good old spoon spanking. I was going to use both sides of the spoon to make a design on her ass when I think it was the third stroke it broke. I found myself trying to hold back laughter or should I say giggling and I had a flash back to the play with Gord. Girlish giggling from your Dom just does not seem appropriate in the middle of a spanking for me anyway. So I took some time held back my giggling and instead created small talk for a few minutes to re-compose my self. The strange things that make us laugh Only the second time I ever broke a toy on a subs ass hmmm perhaps it was the slaves ass was toooo hard, could not be my fault could it. Well we will have to see next time.

Standards

It is exasperating to listen to perfectly good subs and slaves trying to find fault with themselves. Not sit back and find ways to improve them selves so that they can say when given opportunity to what they have done to better themselves for their Dom/mes. They look to others to show that they are not good subs. How about looking to their Dom/mes for that guidance how about not thinking for their Dom/mes in areas of their training and instead put their minds to work on pleasing the Dom/mes would not life be so much easier then.

The sub mind is sometimes a terrible waste. As a friend of mine says focus that is a key word for subs but focus on what their ideas of what their Dom/mes want or what the Dom/mes have actually asked of them. Comparison is another, bother that subs persist in the expression of I am not as good as or I am not as submissive as. As what a another individual. A key word that I have used you can be a sub a slave in a stable not in a stable in a house or not. A sub is an individual and will excel in some areas and not others the question is who decides if it is good enough the sub or the Dom/mes?

The Dom/mes do. The desires of the subs do not set the standards they set the limits only. I am sure that this blog will get subs agreeing with me for a few weeks until they sneak 5 minutes away to worry themselves about and cause grief to their Dom/mes. Read the lines please not between them.

When honor is given to title

I have very honourable friends in both my vanilla and bdsm relations. Yet more and more I come across Dom/mes that either have no understanding of what a Dom/me is or should be. Friendship trust and slavery are all gifts to me a slave or sub I expect to make a mistake now and then. To push limits or try to manipulate a situation. I expect a friend not to nor to break a trust . A Dom/me after I have extended a trust to, a friendship to, and accepted a kindred bond with to break with the honour I thought she poscessed I do not understand. I have the same feeling of amazement and shock as when as a child was told that Santa does not exist. If I had of seen a man in a red suit in my house at 2 am I would have accepted him as Santa and gone back to bed but now I think I would have to question him a bit more.
Get your act together you have no right to emotions that cause a revenge thinking against a vanilla friend by using a bdsm setting. If you cannot handle a vanilla friend being involve in a bdsm relation then choose to keep it vanilla or bdsm and not use it to manipulate arguments and punish for the wrong reason.

A rant no a statement yes : get rid of your emotions and you will be a better Dom/me.

Falling off a stationary bike.

Well yes it was like that you think that on a stationary bike you don't have to be careful because you are not going anywhere well that changes quickly. My wish to encounter a true slave has been fulfilled. No limits no safe word and extremely submissive. Now what is the problem? It is easy to bring someone close to their limits to push them a little but how do you push no limits where is the guide line the smack that tells that is far enough. One of my first goals for her would be to accept the idea that no is a good word sometimes. The trust that she placed in me is very high and I will enjoy her but we will take it slowly she is a very special women that loves being a slave. she must realize that the special women comes before the slave. In time she will learn for now she pleases me very much.
ling has gone through a very rough time in her life, not having her Dom close at hand did not help and she has many questions. Again her Dom cannot help she must make decisions that are good for herself and not worry about pleasing her Dom but in pleasing her desires and needs. I believe she has the strength and the intelligence to make the right decision for her. I await her thoughts on this. ling is an excellent sub and any Dom would be done well by her.

Wet nipples

I had a most enjoyable evening last night at my friends dungeon. I had a new slave ,k who I put through a very light play session . To my surprise after she had a nice pink ass from my paddle she began to leak. I started t play with her nipples and low and behold liquid. A first time experience for me and k said it was for her too. For the rest of the evening I could not resist torturing those sensitive little buds to bring forth more liquid. She was wet in all the right places. k has a very cute body with breasts just enough for my hand. A very submissive girl. Nice ass and very shy. I took great pleasure in exposing her for the entire night. It is a state that she should be in all the time naked to the world so that all can appreciate her glow. As far a service very prompt and learns quickly, she knows her positions well and takes commands quickly. I look forward to our next meeting .

I wanted to bag her and bring her home last night but I must take my time. One last thing she has a great tongue and does her sex proud. k if you are blushing right now it should not be for embarrassment it should be a glow because you did so well. Smile my pet

The process or the hunt

How do we decide on new applications. Do they fit the needs. On paper almost everyone does they all love pain they are very good servants they are excellent subs , in their eyes. Then there is emails, chats and conversation . A coffee meeting where both of you prim your selves so the other see the perfect model of yourself not the one they are really getting 99% of the time. What do we know after that how pretty a face how they dress how they smile but who they are no . Only after meeting a person and putting them in some sort of a session do you see them react to stimuli and then you see the real slave sub or bottom.

A benevolent species we are

I was reading a science magazine and they were explaining ho black whole or super massive black wholes become that size. The scientist who are mostly peacenics at least I always picture them as this. In most Hollywood films is it not the scientist that points out the monster was awoken by our use of the bomb or our pollution at least in the old ones that is. Getting back on track, in this magazine I notice the words used , destroyed, eaten, the devastation, obliteration what wonderful words if you are a general some where. Do we have to say that when two black whole come together that one eats the other , perhaps a more gentle approach perhaps we could say that in the middle of copulation they reverted to a 69 position to complete the act. So this was just a quick break for those of you that have said I have not been writing enough one last question for my friend morningstar in that book you were reading , Market place or something like that, what was wrong with his penis or was it just a black whole?

A session

I was asked what my perfect session would be well here it is ling well today's version as it would change for each sub and circumstances. Okay lets call this a generic session:

Upon arrival you would be greeted but a person unknown to you, your instructions would be to enter strip and place the cuffs and chains on your wrists and ankles. This is done so that you are uneasy and have to force yourself to obey. You would be lead into a room in the middle of the room would be 2 chairs. A strong light above it and to the side of it a table placed to the other side would have a selection of toys and devices. You would be positioned on the chairs they would allow me to pass between your legs without much discomfort for me. You would silent for the whole session except for the grunt and little cries of excitement and pain.


I would use a flash light to examine your body. I would pull your ass cheeks apart and explore your anus with at first one finger then as many as would fit. Once loosen up a bit I would use a medical device to open it even large to make sure that you had followed instructions and you were clean inside. After I was satisfied I would do the same for you cun. The area would be thoroughly check and I would roughly finger and pull at your clit to see how you react a few smacks on your pussy with a wooden spoon then I would bring you down from the chairs.

hands on head standing infront of me I would examine you tits for weight texture elasticity then those nipple of your yours. At first a gentle touch then tweaking pinching and shackles from the spoon. I would pull and bite on them only stopping when the whimpering from you reached sufficient level. Attaching nipple clamps with chains hanging from them. The chains would be attached to your ankle cuffs forcing you into a half bent over position.
Taking a small stingy paddle I would start with your ass first slowly light slaps then strong then my favorite. I deliver as many smack as I can in 10 seconds I have been told it is like a swarm of bees all in one area then I would relax for a few seconds then again for 10 seconds this would continue for a minimum of 15 minutes. You will try to squirm and dance away from the paddle which means the clamps would bite into your nipple more. Should through your force of wish to escape from the blows a clamp should fall off then I would replace it with 2 on each nipple and move from the small paddle to a oak stick. Taking time to play a bit with the pussy and ass always back to the speed paddling.

Released from the position you would be allowed to sit after I inserted two vibrators on in your ass and the other in your pussy on one chair. Clamps with chains attached to you lips then attached to your inner knees and ankles attached to the chair. Hands tied back to the chair so they remain above your head I would start to work on your tits and thighs pinching and slapping. Removing the clamps quickly so that you feel he rush of blood and pain to your nipples I would milk you nipple like a good farmer pinch and pulling to make sure there was no milk left. Then applying the paddle to your nipple and tits with the same speed delivering as many smacks as possible in 10 seconds as possible. Inbetween the speed paddles I would turn on the vibrators then off for more paddles. This would be for at least the first hour till you had begged enough then I would let you sit in your sweat and juices for a little while to relax a bit. Part two later, are you squirming ling?

Words Presence and Distance

Yes I am an imposing figure. I was working in a group of store upon entry of the Laval store the shoe Manager told his store Manager that if I replaced her one day as I came in by the front door he would leave by the back door. Another employee asked my assistant if I opened my mouth do you see a light bulb go on, that was translated from French meaning that I was as cold as a fridge. Needless to say I produce fear in people yes little old me merely when they first see me. My assistant in the late seventies peed her pants when I gave her a dressing down she told me later. So people fearing me because of presence has always been there I understand that.

I come with some experience in the lifestyle my first was when I was very young then after the age of 25 I went into remission you could say until I was about 40 they the passion started to re-emerge. When I write my spelling might not be there but the information I have been told is well thought out and based on experience and meditation. When I want to I can wrote very well that is when I take my time. So I understand respect for my words.

Long distant relations I do not understand. I have a sub far away she awaits my tasks she does her best to complete them, she accepts punishment willing and loves to serve. I have been training her for past little while she is very submissive and loves to be trained. I see that she is lacking in one area , presence mine. This is all fine to give orders and wait for reports and if I was a general somewhere watching troop movements that might be fine. Subs, I do not mean the kind that go underwater, need a presence they need a hand with flesh on it not paper or electronic pixels. The best I can think of doing since travel is out of the question for me right now is to arrange plays sessions with one of her friends in the lifestyle. What will come of this hopefully at first some satisfaction for my sub ling and to an extent for me also. What will happen in the future ling will soon desire a Dom/me in person. A sub of any experience will tell you that having a Dom/me being able to show up at a moments notice heightens the experience a hundred fold. A dilemma? I do not think so merely growth of an individual is that day here yet also I do not think so. Is it something we must think about it is always wise to ponder before being force to action .

Punishment or not

SO is it the error of the sub. Mine has a PC that does not want to work so should I punish the sub for not taking care of her PC or do I just say it was not her fault. she has gone out of her way to communicate with me during this time so I guess I have to cut her some slack god I am a nice Dom. When you are back up I expect answers to all the questions that you have not answered yet but I will be patient for now.

Healing

Healing is a feeling that I enjoy almost makes being sick a good thing. The bones crack and grind as they are used to sedimentary life over the past couple of days. The muscles strain at the days activities that were the norm but a week ago. Like walking in slow motion it allows me to focus more on the every day things some that are so matter of fact the we do not know we are doing them. Seeing a sunrise after a storm sort of thing. Just to let the world know that I am back not totally but soon give me a chance to enjoy the small things for a day or two then I will be back.

Not a good start

I have started the year on a bad foot. During the summer I felt great I went to camp and felt I could lay waste to any castle and horde of Vikings. Six months later the body is not at all willing and my soul is befuddled. I had to leave a very nice get together yesterday of friends because my body gave out . It was for a short period of time but it is a vision that might become more the norm. I must say that I still had fun though today I am wasted no not to drink or over indulgence but to the age of things. That said I had a wonderful time meeting old friends from the lifestyle and seeing a what I think of as a young sub and her master. It was so refreshing to see the interaction between the two for me it brought new life to old bones. Memories of my first time sprung up and a contentment to see others enjoying what once I sought and found .

The evening was great to Sir and morningstar you as always provide all with a very special night and I thank you for it. I also had the opportunity to bug a few Dommes on New years resolutions, I do love to put others on the spot. So that I can properly recover I will resting a lot this week so to ling I might not be on very often this week you have the flu and in laws to deal with so get rid of both complications and I will try to answer your emails of course does not let you off the hook for any tasks it just means that I will punish you all at the same time for misdeeds or reward you for being good.

Till then thank you all for the enjoyment.

A day

It is a day nothing more. It has a sunrise and a sunset. It has all the struggles of any other day why is this so different? We have parties because it is a new day so that we may remember the old and plan for the new. A quaint concept but we do that every day we open our eyes to greet the world it is not different it is the same. As for remembering the old I see the old in the mirror I need not a day to remember it too. If we need a reason to party the timing is poor it is in the latter months of winter where we really need to party that is when the gloom gets to most individuals.

SO it must be this thing to start a new this is the designated jump off date to go on diets and stop our vices to wipe the slate clean and to start fresh. Again I do grasp the concept of wiping the slate clean, I have put a lot of years and pain to get the slate that dirty why should I try to wash away those things that are part of me whether I like them or not. They make me what I am. Diets well if you need a date to push you to get healthy then give up now you are not committed you have not made the decision you will fail.

Now the question of the vices. One should do most things in moderation but vices hmmm a vice in moderation just does not seem right. Vices should be explored to their maximum. Vices are what most of us seek few will admit to yet all enjoy them. Just to make the rest of the world feel good we take some time to repent and we are contrite when caught doing what pleases us. So again why do we have such celebration on New Years eve just so we can repent on New years day? I would at this moment and for ironies sake say what my resolution is for this year but I have already kept it from last year and many years before. That is : I like my vices and will continue to do them till I cannot any more . Then when I lay in my bed waiting for the last dawn I will have wonderful memories to bring with me into the light. Happy New Year to all and best of luck with those vices oh I mean resolutions.

Training

Such fun little subbies running their asses off to please. That is what I like to see I do not like fools errands but I do enjoy the fear of disappointment. Training is best when there can be consistency I feel,so from now on my ling will blog twice daily once by 12 noon Dom time the other by 12 midnight Dom time. Every day starting January 1,2006.

When ever she masturbates she will have to have the intruder in for half an hour before hand. Spelling mistakes in blogs and emails will be punished once a week on Wed of that week. Sunday night will remain the mirror night exercise routine will have to be back up to schedule by Jan 30 th. Including the time and now that she has a camera she wall have to send a picture of the positions that she has learnt and the new ones I will give her. Normal routine of emails still in effect and I believe that story should re-start soon. When not working the dress code is in effect which is Dresses only no underwear and a bra only when needed. When ever ling is with a Dominant she must follow the rules that I have set forth . Last for now ling is to be naked when ever she can be pussy shaved, her back straight and ass out. Yes I like training.

And now 2006

Well Christmas is over and soon New Years will pass and it will be back to the norm. I have to re-start lings training she has almost healed so now is the time to get down to brass tacks. Her first task will be to get into shape something that she was doing very well with until the accident. The protocols will have to be review new positions assigned and she has to expand her circle of friends out in the west.

I have started back again to my exercise routine ouch that hurt I never learn. I should not stop them ever too much a pain to re-start after the holidays. I will attempt to find a surrogate for any punishments that require more than the intruder. I must get back to my toy making I have a new rotary tool which should be a lot of fun. No Sir no attachments that should be used on subs at least not yet. I am in a quandary as to how to give ling a feeling of closeness over such a distance. Oh for a teleportation device now. I would like to take a course on leather. Of course I would like to find one or two subbies to play with here.

I think that is all as far as what I intend doing this year