I must be getting old now a days I seem to rant more than write. what is the rant today well simple. I realize there is not book written on the lifestyle as per rules but common courtesy is easy to apply. If you walk by some one and they say hello you tip your hat or reply in like manner. If you are caring on a long conversation with some one you do not simply turn and leave with any acknowledgment. So why is this done on the net.
I was recently communicating with a sub who simply stopper not even a not interested. I know there are monsters out there and those that I wish not association with but a simple email saying Not interested thank you for your time would suffice. If some one continues to try then a non reply but lets be civil till the monster starts to show.
minion always said I should run a boot camp to get subs off on the right foot. Thinking back now the first sessions would be on coutesy. All of my past slaves know that foul language and discourtesy are pet peeves of mine and dealt with accordingly. If we all had common courtesy it would be far more pleasant.
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Saturday, March 24, 2007
Emotions from Mars
Early morning and the sun fights to conquer the night sky. That is what a man would write about a sunrise is it not, my definition anyway. I have always been told that I am distant or cold by women . I do not show emotions well at least to the level that some women need to see in men. Why must we show that to women. I have never heard a women say the reason I went out with him is because he cries well. I do not see gaggles of women on the streets corners looking for weeping men. If they did look with out the veils of Venus in front of them perhaps they would see the emotions of those from MarsFirst I do believe in men from Mars and women from Venus, emotions is one of the primary
differences to me. To the horror of the women in my house I watched Rocky Balboa last night . Before they fell asleep or left the room, I had to listen to their smirks on the dialog and the writing of the movie I was
very happy when the last filed out of the room to watch Pride and prejudice a movie I also enjoy but not for the same reasons as they .Rocky, I identified with, a man who had great success and great failure in his life. Perhaps if those women who ridicule movies of this nature looked deeper into character they might discover a lot more about the emotion of men. We have great emotions they sometimes are a burden that we not so freely pass on or express well. Perhaps if the women who have trouble understanding their men's emotions they should study this film intensely and not say oh this is stupid but ask why these words are said in this context. If they do they should remember not to look at the man next to them and say but this is not real life. In Pride and Prejudice Mr Darcy so eloquently speaks words that hide his feeling and conceal the good he has done. The words because of their eloquence are gobbled up by those wishing to have gentleman. They do not realize nor delved into the times being portrayed. A man in those times did not speak poorly of the monsters in life he gave them a common courtesy it was expected. Yet his emotions were strong and misunderstood at the beginning.
My advice to those from Venus, understand that the planet name is from the God of War and that is what we do, we fight , we fight in our words , our actions and our thoughts. Our emotions are not those of Venus we do not describe a flowers beauty in our poems more we describe it's fight to be beautiful. If you cannot understand it then accept it don't change it politely leave the room as we do when you want to hug a pillow and run through a box of tissues watching a romantic tragedy.
As for those males that have found their female side I have only one explanation in youth they took the wrong shuttle back from earth.
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Figging
A most delightful name for such a small thing. A piece of ginger root pealed soaked in a bit of water and left in the fridge for use later on. Sounds like the start of a good recipe does it not. a recipe that helps correct behavior.
I have never met a slave sub or bottom that professes a love of figging. You do here oh I love a good spanking or the clamps produce such a feeling yes those I have heard or in a good session please don't stop. Figging those are not the statements I seem to remember. More like a statement that has been quoted in lillteones blog get that m------f---ing out . The pleads and cries are sincere but the dancing that goes on, a wiggle a jump as they prance all about.
I have used this when subs fidget too much or for a punishment that I can sit back and watch rather than have to participate in. Usually there is a task involve like scrubbing a floor ,oh the wiggle that produces or preparing a meal . So much fun to watch them peel potatoes in that condition. Sometime a good old caning taking my time and refusing to deliver the stroke until the sub remains still for a while.
I have experimented with bondage fixing them so tight they cannot move. little one said once how she likes to have her feet free to dance a bit after a stroke from her SIr as it allows her to dissipate the stroke. So locking those ankles together oh what fun I thought one of my leather belt would burst under the pressure of a subs legs trying to open so she could expel the intruder. minion who loved to dom young ladies in this way would smile as they pleaded for release only to take it out and reintroduce a fresh piece. Do not throw out the old piece just let it soak some more and presto back to it's nasty potential.
Do remember it goes in the anus eh otherwise you just might not catch up to them the second time. A caution to all Dom/mes that are first time users wash your hands after insertion after all it might cause you some discomfort should you leave the residue on your fingers. LOL a little painful joke for subbies.
I have never met a slave sub or bottom that professes a love of figging. You do here oh I love a good spanking or the clamps produce such a feeling yes those I have heard or in a good session please don't stop. Figging those are not the statements I seem to remember. More like a statement that has been quoted in lillteones blog get that m------f---ing out . The pleads and cries are sincere but the dancing that goes on, a wiggle a jump as they prance all about.
I have used this when subs fidget too much or for a punishment that I can sit back and watch rather than have to participate in. Usually there is a task involve like scrubbing a floor ,oh the wiggle that produces or preparing a meal . So much fun to watch them peel potatoes in that condition. Sometime a good old caning taking my time and refusing to deliver the stroke until the sub remains still for a while.
I have experimented with bondage fixing them so tight they cannot move. little one said once how she likes to have her feet free to dance a bit after a stroke from her SIr as it allows her to dissipate the stroke. So locking those ankles together oh what fun I thought one of my leather belt would burst under the pressure of a subs legs trying to open so she could expel the intruder. minion who loved to dom young ladies in this way would smile as they pleaded for release only to take it out and reintroduce a fresh piece. Do not throw out the old piece just let it soak some more and presto back to it's nasty potential.
Do remember it goes in the anus eh otherwise you just might not catch up to them the second time. A caution to all Dom/mes that are first time users wash your hands after insertion after all it might cause you some discomfort should you leave the residue on your fingers. LOL a little painful joke for subbies.
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Discussion and different views
I always enjoy comment and expression of points of view. This was on my last blog please take the time to read the comment fully as I have only chosen the bits that I would like to further in discussion
Even in literature, as the most quoted book is Story of O, O is struggling... and going through her tasks because of her love for her Master... nothing else... And love is for you a vanilla emotion?
Thank you searabbit for your comment and I hope you do not mind if I discuss some of it here.
O enter the Chateaux because of here emotions with a man not quite her Master. He paid a debt to Sir Stephen with her. He used her emotions to get what he wanted which was Jacqueline, I believe her name to be. She did not do it for Sir Stephen as she was not in love with him yet. I do believe that a slave has emotions being raise to a high level that they confuse as love but until they are slaves and have been with their true Master can they say they are in love with their Master.
SO my opinion is that a slave must first be a slave like the story of O and do things because she is a slave not because she is in infatuated or her sexuality is stimulated. Thus the reason I said I wanted a sub with out emotions or love a true slave along the lines that I believe in.
The second part of your thought love as it is so freely used by every lifestyle for me is a cheapened word it does not hold the respect that I have for a slave that serves because they are a slave so I will leave it in the vanilla situations and its meaning. It is not something that is high on my list for a slave. For me it would be like judging a work horse by how full its tail was and not how strong it's legs were or how straight it's back was.
Does such person exist yes they do I have met them and they have been my sub but trimming and vanilla situations have kept us apart not allowed us to be true Master and slave. If I believed in an after life I would say that our time would come until then I will do my best to find a slave that does fit my needs and I hers I do love torturing and torments subs brings out the best in me you could say
The last bit of your comment about just being a dom I disagree. A few blogs ago I listed the definition of a slave from the dictionary, i clearly ask for just that it truly is the bases of most fantasies being taken and forced to enjoy what he is willing to give out. That word describing unlimited emotions and feelings, love is not in it until the slave is with her Master for a while.
These of course are my thoughts, needs, wishes and wants I encourage all to think and define their own. As for you searabbit I have not seen you in a long a time and the munch misses your warm presence . I hope to see your attractive personality and physical presence soon .
Even in literature, as the most quoted book is Story of O, O is struggling... and going through her tasks because of her love for her Master... nothing else... And love is for you a vanilla emotion?
Thank you searabbit for your comment and I hope you do not mind if I discuss some of it here.
O enter the Chateaux because of here emotions with a man not quite her Master. He paid a debt to Sir Stephen with her. He used her emotions to get what he wanted which was Jacqueline, I believe her name to be. She did not do it for Sir Stephen as she was not in love with him yet. I do believe that a slave has emotions being raise to a high level that they confuse as love but until they are slaves and have been with their true Master can they say they are in love with their Master.
SO my opinion is that a slave must first be a slave like the story of O and do things because she is a slave not because she is in infatuated or her sexuality is stimulated. Thus the reason I said I wanted a sub with out emotions or love a true slave along the lines that I believe in.
The second part of your thought love as it is so freely used by every lifestyle for me is a cheapened word it does not hold the respect that I have for a slave that serves because they are a slave so I will leave it in the vanilla situations and its meaning. It is not something that is high on my list for a slave. For me it would be like judging a work horse by how full its tail was and not how strong it's legs were or how straight it's back was.
Does such person exist yes they do I have met them and they have been my sub but trimming and vanilla situations have kept us apart not allowed us to be true Master and slave. If I believed in an after life I would say that our time would come until then I will do my best to find a slave that does fit my needs and I hers I do love torturing and torments subs brings out the best in me you could say
The last bit of your comment about just being a dom I disagree. A few blogs ago I listed the definition of a slave from the dictionary, i clearly ask for just that it truly is the bases of most fantasies being taken and forced to enjoy what he is willing to give out. That word describing unlimited emotions and feelings, love is not in it until the slave is with her Master for a while.
These of course are my thoughts, needs, wishes and wants I encourage all to think and define their own. As for you searabbit I have not seen you in a long a time and the munch misses your warm presence . I hope to see your attractive personality and physical presence soon .
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Yes it is fun to watch but perhaps I am just old
The Sunday munch group have decide to put a play party on for March. I am interested and I am not. I am interested because I have never been to Victoria's secret garden.. I enjoy watching other play I find you pick up some of the best knowledge by watching . I enjoy meeting new people and hear their views of the lifestyle. For those reasons I will probably go. I hope it will be new and exciting for me this is where the shoe drops . I have not grown in a while nothing new has come to me sort of in a doldrum
. The sailors fear when the sail caught no wind the ship then did not move just sat there at the mercy of the present current and it there was not one then there you sat. I do not like being with out control. I need the wind to use to drive me on.
In the past few years I have had a few slaves but they did not last with me either vanilla situations were too much or due to distance were better off with some one closer to home. Most of those decisions came from me to release them or push them away so they could grow. Unfortunately in doing so I have not grown as a Master , perhaps a better human but not as a Dom .
I have a web site that I am putting my thoughts on the lifestyle and what I consider to be important . I was quite proliferative until while I had slaves but I have stopped being so writers block perhaps, or lack of wind to push the sails. When the Roman galleys ran into the doldrums they had their slaves the row the ships through . I would guess that is what is missing, after all what is a Master without a slave but a man with a whip in his hand
. The sailors fear when the sail caught no wind the ship then did not move just sat there at the mercy of the present current and it there was not one then there you sat. I do not like being with out control. I need the wind to use to drive me on.In the past few years I have had a few slaves but they did not last with me either vanilla situations were too much or due to distance were better off with some one closer to home. Most of those decisions came from me to release them or push them away so they could grow. Unfortunately in doing so I have not grown as a Master , perhaps a better human but not as a Dom .
I have a web site that I am putting my thoughts on the lifestyle and what I consider to be important . I was quite proliferative until while I had slaves but I have stopped being so writers block perhaps, or lack of wind to push the sails. When the Roman galleys ran into the doldrums they had their slaves the row the ships through . I would guess that is what is missing, after all what is a Master without a slave but a man with a whip in his hand
Friday, February 16, 2007
Strange
I have received a few posts and several emails on my last post. It is funny that the comments were not on the latest domination techniques, protocols, floggers or paddles. On emotions and worst what I consider to be vanilla emotions.
So lets explore more. I was asked by a few subs to tell them about myself so that they could get to know the real me. For me this complicates a lifestyle relation. What rules do you apply in what situations? Not only that what if my vanilla life does not fit or allow for my submissive to get to know me. I am sure that the slaves of old did not get to know their Owners. They did not ask if they cried at the movies or if they were in touch with their feminine side. slaves were owned , chattel they served who they were told to serve. I guess that this is the words I have looked for to define the difference between a sub and a slave. subs need emotional ties some one to say that they are needed and tell them they are good . slaves need a Master one that uses them as he needs through their desires but without the emotions of today more the absence of emotions that human needs. the emotions given to a prized horse or other chattel. I do not think a sub is less just they enjoy a different type of relationship.
Now before your emotions get the best of you remember this is my opinion only do not attack your poor Dominants in the middle of night with tears in your eyes thinking that every dominant in the world is a cold bastard. To show you that I am not so cold heated as I portray myself to be. I believe that if a slave and Master can spend enough time together not strictly in the lifestyle then emotions must develop if only through everyday interaction.
Now for my south African friend the questions you ask me. I do not cry at the movies unless the hero dies a glorious death in the completion of an insurmountable task or gives his life for others. I have eaten Bambi, his mother and father. Yes I did hunt but have decided that freezing my ass off just the chance of eating venison is just not worth it. I totally enjoy how subs react to being humiliated. I love naked women as you can see in my blog. I prefer them in the outdoors and definitely in a submissive pose. I love the game of truth and dare, strip poke comes in second. The most amount of fun I have is to have her do the one thing she hate the most such as have her anus played with or put in a position to expose what she desperately wishes to hid. I total enjoy a women that can be a total slave in the lifestyle and a total human in the vanilla as long as the two can stay separated. The last question Wolverine it is all about strength , honour and swords. I just like swords
and daggers what can I say oh he is a Canadian did you now that?Again this is my opinion and beliefs I would love to hear about yours knowledge it a great resource when it is shared.
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Do all slaves want emotiion from their Doms.
First off I am glad to see you made it home okay milla.
The title was a comment from milla on my last blog. I would say that most subs have desire for emotion from their Doms. It is that I have do not wish it. I do not want to be part of their vanilla
lives I have my own vanilla life to lead with all it's complications. I do not wish to take on another's. I like to remain closed and not open myself up. When I negotiate I state this very firmly and where I have made mistakes is when I try to open myself up. Could be my age and I am feeling more father like caring more about well being than their desires. I do know that I have trouble showing any emotion to my family. It is just not in me to do.
So this Dom seeks only chattel. If a 24/7 situation would present it self to me I would only
accept it under lifestyle rules and that would exclude her vanilla life connections . Not that I would refuse her right to them just that I would not include myself in them. The only emotion I would need to worry on would be appreciation for being a good slave.
This is not a statement of what all Doms should be or what all subs should expect. It is a statement to remind myself of my wishes and desires. The other thing it does for me is define more of a difference between sub and slave.
Some of my friends will say that I keep emotions buried deep inside others will say that I am just a cold hearted bastard. Well each will have reasons for their thoughts I need not analyze them merely accept them as their opinions. As for finding the perfect slave I am sure their is one out there that has similar desires and since it is my birthday I will keep wishing for one as I blow out the candles.
ps for the romantics out there, a very happy Valentines.
The title was a comment from milla on my last blog. I would say that most subs have desire for emotion from their Doms. It is that I have do not wish it. I do not want to be part of their vanilla
lives I have my own vanilla life to lead with all it's complications. I do not wish to take on another's. I like to remain closed and not open myself up. When I negotiate I state this very firmly and where I have made mistakes is when I try to open myself up. Could be my age and I am feeling more father like caring more about well being than their desires. I do know that I have trouble showing any emotion to my family. It is just not in me to do.So this Dom seeks only chattel. If a 24/7 situation would present it self to me I would only
accept it under lifestyle rules and that would exclude her vanilla life connections . Not that I would refuse her right to them just that I would not include myself in them. The only emotion I would need to worry on would be appreciation for being a good slave.This is not a statement of what all Doms should be or what all subs should expect. It is a statement to remind myself of my wishes and desires. The other thing it does for me is define more of a difference between sub and slave.
Some of my friends will say that I keep emotions buried deep inside others will say that I am just a cold hearted bastard. Well each will have reasons for their thoughts I need not analyze them merely accept them as their opinions. As for finding the perfect slave I am sure their is one out there that has similar desires and since it is my birthday I will keep wishing for one as I blow out the candles.
ps for the romantics out there, a very happy Valentines.
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
A long time of thought
As a dom I have prided myself on being able to decipher the words of a slave. Communication was an utmost priority to understand the desires of a slave. I felt that if I did not make the desires come to life then what did they need of me. they could find others more viral and better looking. So what did my slaves get that keep them close to me besides my attention.
The first thing I offer is a forum for them to speak in directly to me with nothing taboo. I found such an exchanged of ideas when they know they can speak of anything with me pushed limits quicker and gave better understanding.
I gave consistency they knew when the play times were how punishment was given out they wre told of rules and if they broke them they would have an opportunity to explain why. That did not stop the punishment but some times altered its intensity.
During their enslavement they always had a goal to imporve their bodies or their minds or a bit of both. I have always felt that when a slave left me they were better for the experience.
The one thing I never offered was emotion. They were slaves they were there to live out their desires and I was there to provide the tool to do so. Yes they served me to achieve their goals not to be my slave but for them to be a slave . Keeping my emotions in check allowed me the coldness that they sought. The error I have made was offering emotions when I could not deliver on the emotional side. In future, slaves will be used and treated in the manner that helps them reach as close as possible to their desires. However the emotional side will not be offered to them.
Chattel they wish to be chattel they will be.
The first thing I offer is a forum for them to speak in directly to me with nothing taboo. I found such an exchanged of ideas when they know they can speak of anything with me pushed limits quicker and gave better understanding.
I gave consistency they knew when the play times were how punishment was given out they wre told of rules and if they broke them they would have an opportunity to explain why. That did not stop the punishment but some times altered its intensity.
During their enslavement they always had a goal to imporve their bodies or their minds or a bit of both. I have always felt that when a slave left me they were better for the experience.
The one thing I never offered was emotion. They were slaves they were there to live out their desires and I was there to provide the tool to do so. Yes they served me to achieve their goals not to be my slave but for them to be a slave . Keeping my emotions in check allowed me the coldness that they sought. The error I have made was offering emotions when I could not deliver on the emotional side. In future, slaves will be used and treated in the manner that helps them reach as close as possible to their desires. However the emotional side will not be offered to them.
Chattel they wish to be chattel they will be.
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
relationships , choices and decisions
I had thought for a while to stop web sites and blogging, answering questions and starting discussions. why well minion and I tried a second time and all did not go well.we both have vanilla lives dependent upon us being there . We had children and developed relations before we met. Our vanilla lives have reduce our lifestyle into nothing as we realized we could not give the other the time or complete the needs of each.
Not because of incomparability no it was due to the vanilla commitments and some inner demons that we both share. Had this been 30 years ago I would say that minion and I would be growing old together right now be running boot camps for submissives enjoying the D/s relations we had established. This was just not meant to be or not yet any way . This was a relations not failed just that would not happen in the way we wanted, so it was better not to taste something we cannot enjoy to the level we wanted.
I would highly recommend that if you are in the lifestyle marry the lifestyle not vanilla the more vanilla in your life the greater chance of your enjoyment of the lifestyle being torn apart by the need s of the vanilla in your life. It would have been so much easier to be in the lifestyle coping with the demands of the vanilla world then living with the bonds of the vanilla world watching your dreams and desires leave you behind
I have no intentions of leaving the lifestyle nor the vanilla relations. I would like to find a slave with the perfect needs that fit mine and will continue to look for her I would say this to all that struggle now and in the future for me the good times I had in both worlds was and is worth it , just can be a bit draining have your cake and eating it too.
Not because of incomparability no it was due to the vanilla commitments and some inner demons that we both share. Had this been 30 years ago I would say that minion and I would be growing old together right now be running boot camps for submissives enjoying the D/s relations we had established. This was just not meant to be or not yet any way . This was a relations not failed just that would not happen in the way we wanted, so it was better not to taste something we cannot enjoy to the level we wanted.
I would highly recommend that if you are in the lifestyle marry the lifestyle not vanilla the more vanilla in your life the greater chance of your enjoyment of the lifestyle being torn apart by the need s of the vanilla in your life. It would have been so much easier to be in the lifestyle coping with the demands of the vanilla world then living with the bonds of the vanilla world watching your dreams and desires leave you behind
I have no intentions of leaving the lifestyle nor the vanilla relations. I would like to find a slave with the perfect needs that fit mine and will continue to look for her I would say this to all that struggle now and in the future for me the good times I had in both worlds was and is worth it , just can be a bit draining have your cake and eating it too.
Friday, January 26, 2007
A most submissive position
I enjoy finding positions of ladies in distress this on I found to be excellent for a slave it hides everything yet she is naked. If she moves well then all will be exposed what a catch 22 naked but covered. Perhaps a squirt of water would relieve the quandary.
Thursday, January 18, 2007
slave
slave (slāv)
n.
Bottoms I can understand the most they are out to satisfy their needs through a fantasy that they have conceived they tend to write them so all goes along a certain way. When it is over well bring back the P's and Q's of the vanilla world and do not ask for a coffee in the morning.
I understand them don't really want them.
No slaves are easy they do what they are told they exist to please maybe not with their hearts but for the love of duty and that their fantasy of no control and no option fits their needs 100%. That is what I like!
Interesting the different names that there are for slave in the world. Have fun and pick out your favorite
slave1 [sleiv] noun
a person who works very hard for someone else
Example: He has a slave who types his letters and organizes his life for him.
n.
- One bound in servitude as the property of a person or household.
- One who is abjectly subservient to a specified person or influence: "I was still the slave of education and prejudice" (Edward Gibbon).
- One who works extremely hard.
- A machine or component controlled by another machine or component.
Bottoms I can understand the most they are out to satisfy their needs through a fantasy that they have conceived they tend to write them so all goes along a certain way. When it is over well bring back the P's and Q's of the vanilla world and do not ask for a coffee in the morning.
I understand them don't really want them.
No slaves are easy they do what they are told they exist to please maybe not with their hearts but for the love of duty and that their fantasy of no control and no option fits their needs 100%. That is what I like!
Interesting the different names that there are for slave in the world. Have fun and pick out your favorite
slave1 [sleiv] noun
a person who works for a master to whom he belongs
Example: In the nineteenth century many Africans were sold as slaves in the United States.
slave2 [sleiv] nounExample: In the nineteenth century many Africans were sold as slaves in the United States.
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a person who works very hard for someone else
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reflection
I have been on an in forced vacation from the lifestyle and have had time to ponder a few things. The first is time as many know I am retired and should have all sorts of free time. I do to it would seem that I have just switched to being detail oriented to fill my time up and I do not mean in a good way. I mean nit picking such as forks turned a certain way when they are put away or towels folded in a certain manner. I like things to be tidy but not to this level and when living with adult offspring they tend to retain many of their bad habits. This was not me ask my close friends and they will tell you I go with the flow i am not anal except when playing with a slave.
As for sessions since my sub needs some time to herself I realize how much planning went into sessions. I used to bring my toys and have a vague idea of what I wanted to cover that session. Now all of a sudden I no longer have a point form of what I wanted to do by a point by point description of what had to be accomplished in the session. SO where did all the fun go well down the toilet I would say.
I believe I have been swept up in the expectations of what I think others feel I should do. That is not good fora Dom is it? What am I going to do well first get back to being me . A Little wild , a whole lot less structured. And of course a serious dose of attitude. I will get back to my standards and just leave them alone.
As for sessions since my sub needs some time to herself I realize how much planning went into sessions. I used to bring my toys and have a vague idea of what I wanted to cover that session. Now all of a sudden I no longer have a point form of what I wanted to do by a point by point description of what had to be accomplished in the session. SO where did all the fun go well down the toilet I would say.
I believe I have been swept up in the expectations of what I think others feel I should do. That is not good fora Dom is it? What am I going to do well first get back to being me . A Little wild , a whole lot less structured. And of course a serious dose of attitude. I will get back to my standards and just leave them alone.
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
So close yet so far away
I wonder I have noticed on the websites that lend themselves to the lifestyle and getting together, the people that you want to meet or chat with always seem to be in another city or province. The ones who's definitions and words match yours the perfect slave or sub always seems to live so far away. The one in the same situation as you beliefs seems to speak another language. I wonder is the same for those of you that do not live in Montreal .
How many times have I been in a chat room and start having very interesting conversation when i find out they live in Australia or South Africa. Is this a Murphy's law of bdsm. I have been away for a while of chat rooms and for no better reason than not being able to sleep I went on and started to chat only to find out the geographical dilemma I had. Looking in my friends folder It seemed as if all that I spoke to lived in Australia or South Africa.
Could it be that the lifestyle only exists here and those other two places? I guess that from past experience these people reflect the same thinking I have on the subject, definitions , beliefs , ideas and what they expect from one another. I do not fathom how or why this is but I am wondering if I should not be working on my air miles more. After all finding a female Australian slave in Montreal not high on the chance list.
So two questions. Those not from Australia or South Africa do you ever go into chat rooms or is that for Australians and South Africans only? How much is a one way ticket?
A country that has kangaroos, crocodiles, platypus and spiders that can kill well if the submissives are as extreme as that they rival the wildlife then it sounds like a great place.
How many times have I been in a chat room and start having very interesting conversation when i find out they live in Australia or South Africa. Is this a Murphy's law of bdsm. I have been away for a while of chat rooms and for no better reason than not being able to sleep I went on and started to chat only to find out the geographical dilemma I had. Looking in my friends folder It seemed as if all that I spoke to lived in Australia or South Africa.
Could it be that the lifestyle only exists here and those other two places? I guess that from past experience these people reflect the same thinking I have on the subject, definitions , beliefs , ideas and what they expect from one another. I do not fathom how or why this is but I am wondering if I should not be working on my air miles more. After all finding a female Australian slave in Montreal not high on the chance list.
So two questions. Those not from Australia or South Africa do you ever go into chat rooms or is that for Australians and South Africans only? How much is a one way ticket?
A country that has kangaroos, crocodiles, platypus and spiders that can kill well if the submissives are as extreme as that they rival the wildlife then it sounds like a great place.
Saturday, January 13, 2007
No time
Events of the past week have taken their toll on my free time . So many new postings from littleone, millagirl, melody and lucy I feel as if the world has jumped ahead and left me behind. I am helping a friend out with some house repairs unfortunately I do not work as long nor as fast as I once did.
A couple of newbies that I have been helping out in the lifestyle have advanced their efforts I have not had the chance to answer their emails minion is not a hundred percent yet after her car accident. On a positive note we have started on a website that hopefully will expound on our beliefs and way of lifestyle.
Thank you for your emails sorry to have worried some of you I will make sure to post more often.
A couple of newbies that I have been helping out in the lifestyle have advanced their efforts I have not had the chance to answer their emails minion is not a hundred percent yet after her car accident. On a positive note we have started on a website that hopefully will expound on our beliefs and way of lifestyle.
Thank you for your emails sorry to have worried some of you I will make sure to post more often.
Friday, December 29, 2006
No turkey on Christmas night
Twas the day of Christmas
and all through the house not a sign of a turkey, not even a grouse
not a leg or a breast not a neck a thigh or a wing
Where to heck was this thing
There was a platter to my chagrin What was the matter?
It was covered in meat balls, gravy, potatoes to get fatter
No stuffing or cranberry sauce nothing but batter
Spring rolls and veggies, Sheppard's pie and dreaded green beans
Asparagus ,bread rolls and turnip, things obscene
I rose to my feet to see what was the matter
I must have looked like the Mad Hatter
No turkey in the fridge no turkey in the oven
this must of been the work of a nasty nasty coven
So there I sat sad little old me
Then a thought hmmm it could have been that tree
That Christmas tree that Christmas tree
yes it had it in for me
From the day I purchase thee
you have had it out for me
but could it have been the tree
oh me. oh my I think I want to cry
No turkey, no stuffing, no meat pie
I ponder the day I ponder the night
and just when Christmas would soon be out of sight
I hear a voice come out of the light
How was my first Christmas dinner tonight
and that made it alright
Saint Nick is an elf with a sleigh and a grey grey beard
A twinkle in his eye he is not to be feared
Nor is one so dear trying to make her wish so clear
I missed my turkey I will not lie
but what my daughter has given me
has at times made me angry , cross and wry
Today, today she brought a smile to my soul and a tear to my eye
all grown up she is no longer five
Traditions are kept but not written in stone
Changes are good they do not break bones
The turkey and I are not alone
we both do live to write our poems
and all through the house not a sign of a turkey, not even a grouse
not a leg or a breast not a neck a thigh or a wing
Where to heck was this thing
There was a platter to my chagrin What was the matter?
It was covered in meat balls, gravy, potatoes to get fatter
No stuffing or cranberry sauce nothing but batter
Spring rolls and veggies, Sheppard's pie and dreaded green beans
Asparagus ,bread rolls and turnip, things obscene
I rose to my feet to see what was the matter
I must have looked like the Mad Hatter
No turkey in the fridge no turkey in the oven
this must of been the work of a nasty nasty coven
So there I sat sad little old me
Then a thought hmmm it could have been that tree
That Christmas tree that Christmas tree
yes it had it in for me
From the day I purchase thee
you have had it out for me
but could it have been the tree
oh me. oh my I think I want to cry
No turkey, no stuffing, no meat pie
I ponder the day I ponder the night
and just when Christmas would soon be out of sight
I hear a voice come out of the light
How was my first Christmas dinner tonight
and that made it alright
Saint Nick is an elf with a sleigh and a grey grey beard
A twinkle in his eye he is not to be feared
Nor is one so dear trying to make her wish so clear
I missed my turkey I will not lie
but what my daughter has given me
has at times made me angry , cross and wry
Today, today she brought a smile to my soul and a tear to my eye
all grown up she is no longer five
Traditions are kept but not written in stone
Changes are good they do not break bones
The turkey and I are not alone
we both do live to write our poems
A Merry Christmas to all and all goodnight
family, friends and turkeys did delight
and yes that makes it all just right
Thursday, December 28, 2006
Shopping a simple experience
It is supposed to be a simple experience is it not. You choose something you give money or plastic. The purchase is bagged you exchange pleasantries and leave. First I should have known the night would not go right from the start as it would mean that I would have my wife alone with me for more than 5 minutes this holiday season.
Not to be as my daughter rushed in the door saying the bus never came so we had to drive her to work in the opposite direction of my shopping trek. Half way to her work and stuck in traffic she called her work to advise them and they said it was quiet and to stay home. So off through the traffic back to the shopping center we drove. AN hour and a half to go to a center that takes us fifteen minutes max.
Now of course everyone is hungry so we ate no we cannot just grab a burger no a full meal. Then to the shopping mall. I was astonished I found what I wanted in two minutes. I was at the cash ready to pay when the clerk said that is the french one and then told me there is no English it is the West Island and we are sold out unlike Anjou that has only English ones. A pause here in thinking have been in retail would you not make a switch or transfer some or perhaps your buyer might think about geographical locations. Back to the story of my night.
Disappointed I said I will go to Sears and see if they have the phones that I wanted. After complains about boot being too hot or muscle cramps from those I was shopping with I found the phones on sale wow. No clerk in sight. I went to the next department only to be told that the discount was only available at the electronics section . after waiting for a harassed individual Scan the item and low and behold the wrong price. So I said well you owe me an extra ten percent off. He said Sears does not do that . I said it is provincial law it does not matter what Sears wants it is a law. I ask to speak to the store manger, he is not in tonight when the next one , there is no one sir. At this time I started to chuckle SO there is not a person in the store that is responsible, yes sir that is correct. What is your store manager's name , I do not know Sir..
Well murder is still a chargeable offence so I left the store and came home for a coffee and a quiet night when I arrived both my son' s decided to have friends over. I ran for my den the tranquil state of medieval babes and somber lighting when I sat down my chair fell over as on of the wheels had fallen off and had not been replaced by my son, and the shower overflowed and water leaked into my son's bedroom. Yep that was my simple shopping tour for a friend's gift that I am going out alone to do tomorrow morning.
Off course if I believed in things I could blame this all on that Christmas tree but of course there is no such thing as tree gremlins is there!
Not to be as my daughter rushed in the door saying the bus never came so we had to drive her to work in the opposite direction of my shopping trek. Half way to her work and stuck in traffic she called her work to advise them and they said it was quiet and to stay home. So off through the traffic back to the shopping center we drove. AN hour and a half to go to a center that takes us fifteen minutes max.
Now of course everyone is hungry so we ate no we cannot just grab a burger no a full meal. Then to the shopping mall. I was astonished I found what I wanted in two minutes. I was at the cash ready to pay when the clerk said that is the french one and then told me there is no English it is the West Island and we are sold out unlike Anjou that has only English ones. A pause here in thinking have been in retail would you not make a switch or transfer some or perhaps your buyer might think about geographical locations. Back to the story of my night.
Disappointed I said I will go to Sears and see if they have the phones that I wanted. After complains about boot being too hot or muscle cramps from those I was shopping with I found the phones on sale wow. No clerk in sight. I went to the next department only to be told that the discount was only available at the electronics section . after waiting for a harassed individual Scan the item and low and behold the wrong price. So I said well you owe me an extra ten percent off. He said Sears does not do that . I said it is provincial law it does not matter what Sears wants it is a law. I ask to speak to the store manger, he is not in tonight when the next one , there is no one sir. At this time I started to chuckle SO there is not a person in the store that is responsible, yes sir that is correct. What is your store manager's name , I do not know Sir..
Well murder is still a chargeable offence so I left the store and came home for a coffee and a quiet night when I arrived both my son' s decided to have friends over. I ran for my den the tranquil state of medieval babes and somber lighting when I sat down my chair fell over as on of the wheels had fallen off and had not been replaced by my son, and the shower overflowed and water leaked into my son's bedroom. Yep that was my simple shopping tour for a friend's gift that I am going out alone to do tomorrow morning.
Off course if I believed in things I could blame this all on that Christmas tree but of course there is no such thing as tree gremlins is there!
Saturday, December 16, 2006
So what is embarassing to a slave
How naked can a slave be . Well lets see hmmm with out clothes is pretty naked but not for a slave . This is just their business suit. They almost become accustom to wearing it. that they feel almost dressed and do enjoy the attention paid to their naked flesh. SO how do you get a slave naked show the areas that are so private no one sees unless they show you . Opening of their mouths for inspection is one , the vagina is another but for most it is that dark area that icky spot that is only seen by tissue . The area that they cannot see so they never know how clean or what it looks like. Most hate the idea of it being touched or entered but to have it displayed opened for all to see how well they keep themselves that is embarrassing . More then it being exposed is that they have to stand there hold their ass cheeks apart for all to see until their Dom decides it is enough. In this position they never see the faces of those that look the never see the expressions on the onlookers faces they only see the light of the flash as they must hold perfectly still. How embarassing to have to strat to open up pulling at those stubborn cheeks until they open to the Masters desire.
Thursday, December 14, 2006
Ownership
I have never gone by title such as Dom, Top or Master my name has always been CLoud. I felt that was enough for me and any sub or slave that did not think so would shortly after a session with me as to what I was.
Titles I have always felt cannot be taken but must be bestowed on a person. Such as knight hood the Queen decides not the one becoming the knight. They can choose to refuse or accept. I was given the name of CLoud Darklight because of the early day s I played in a club called the Green Door. My nick name was Cloud and Darklight came from the area of the club that I like to play in There was reason for the name.
Now i have been asked to accept the title of Master by a slave that I now own. I have accepted the use of the name before but only in private and only by one , minion. minion felt the need to leave me for a while as I could not meet all her needs at the time. she has offer herself to me once again giving me total ownership of her body mind and soul. There is nothing I relish more than property . she is that my property and so proclaimed that she be known as minion of Cloud. she has asked of me to announce that she is now my property and so I do this now for all to see.
A heavy responsibility for me and great deal of trust on her part as she will be put to the test by me.
Cloud Darklight Master of minion
Titles I have always felt cannot be taken but must be bestowed on a person. Such as knight hood the Queen decides not the one becoming the knight. They can choose to refuse or accept. I was given the name of CLoud Darklight because of the early day s I played in a club called the Green Door. My nick name was Cloud and Darklight came from the area of the club that I like to play in There was reason for the name.
Now i have been asked to accept the title of Master by a slave that I now own. I have accepted the use of the name before but only in private and only by one , minion. minion felt the need to leave me for a while as I could not meet all her needs at the time. she has offer herself to me once again giving me total ownership of her body mind and soul. There is nothing I relish more than property . she is that my property and so proclaimed that she be known as minion of Cloud. she has asked of me to announce that she is now my property and so I do this now for all to see.
A heavy responsibility for me and great deal of trust on her part as she will be put to the test by me.
Cloud Darklight Master of minion
the tree has life
I first stumble on Mr. Christmas Tree when out looking for presents, His girth was that of the most important elf that I know of and almost had a twinkle in his pinecone. The other trees have thinness about them like they had spent most of their time eating wisely and working out. Mr Christmas Tree looked as if he had dined on many a squirrel and their nuts.
I decided that if he were still there I would offer him the position.
Low and behold he was still there almost sporting a grin and a spirit of Puck was in the air around him. Off into my trunk which must of displeased him a bit, not being offer the front seat at least. I learnt of his displeasure when I removed him and tried to close the trunk. The latch would not catch I swear his tiny needles on his outstretched branches fouled the locking mechanism. Causing me to spend the next hour trying to fix the lock. But of course this is a dead tree. Just for information sake if you are decapitated, you are suppose to be conscious for 20 seconds and I truly think it is much longer for trees. Once out he resembled more of a bush than a Christmas tree. So much so, that I had to take the doors off to get him in. I do believe that like the puffer fish he inflated some sort of bladder for once the doors were off he seemed so much smaller. I had an inkling this tree had life and will of its own.
No further incidence occurred until I decorated the tree. Finishing off the last touches and filling the water container to full I sat back and admired my handy work. There was just something not right , it did not quite look like a Christmas tree. I said out loud it just did not look right and then decided to worry about it in the morning.
Morning came quickly at 2 am with a crash, bang and splash of water. Then I realized I was calling this tree a man, it was obliviously offended. So much so that it meddled with the trunk latch because of it’s displeasure of the sitting arrangement. It tried to show that it was not a tree because of my remark about it not being a tree. And when it was finally dressed up I did not bestow great compliments on it so it threw itself to the floor in frustration.
A light went on, what does any Dom do with a naughty submissive? Well I got the rope and tied it up so it could not move, I twisted it and turned it roughly, examining every square inch of it’s naked pine needle for the best exposure. When satisfied I tied it into position. Such knots and coursing of ropes had not been seen before in the restraining of a tree. I pierced its trunk and bound its branches. I hooked ornaments in the most tender of places and wrapped burning lights to its body. The last indignation was a star that I force the point into the branch at top. This time I stood back and admired my work my little tree stood tall and straight. It looked bright and gleaming, it was my Christmas Tree.
Sunday, December 10, 2006
Sunday Munch
Sorry could not get the link to show up here but if you go to my links at the side of this blog and go all the way down you will find the link under munch group it is the very last link on the list of links.
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