Saturday, September 29, 2007

Healing

I have returned from a Mennonite area a people of simple means and wants. They do something I have not been able to do since I was fifteen. Have trust in faith. Accept a deity or follow instructions blindly because of a god. I am some what jealous of those that can that can though away responsibility for them selves and what they do because of what a god, never seen, said to do. It must be nice just to follow rules and not think nor worry how you affect others just as long as you please the god of your choice.Too many have used the excuse I was told to for me to accept this dangerous lack of individual responsibility.

Years ago the young lady that named me CLoud was of native American stock and she gave me a strong sense of individuality and the understanding of cause and effect. A form of the butterfly syndrome. All things affect all other things. This is to say that I sit here after a few years of not feeling on top of the game anymore with health issues listening to music rather than preaching.

Though listening to the healing music of drum and pipe of Native Americans is not curing my aches and ailments it makes my spirit feel better. Is that not what religion should do? Not cause dislike for others and invite to war. So for a little while I have peace until I forget how easy it is to lift one's spirits.

Friday, September 28, 2007

The vunerable ruler

We are such beasts of control strength and leadership. We stand barking orders and inflicting our will on all that submit. Yet should one that submits tell us it is not perfect we view them in error how dare they think of other things. Yes you are right I have come back from seeing King Lear and I am amazed on how I worry that I am that character. One that does not use all the recourses to make good decisions. It is simple to say this is my way or this is how I do it. Those words I learn from a barman . If they do not like the drink just tell them that is how it is made here and they will not be able to say anything.

Perhaps in the day of slaves bought and sold against their will it might be worth something but in days of consensual agreement it is a steppingstone to failure in my belief. SO then the Dom is vulnerable to the critique of others in his position but the one that carries most weight for me is the slave. So their thoughts on a session or of the lifestyle are paramount to me to see how I should bring them along in a journey. Failure in the realm of missing their expectations looses you a good slave. Communication is so important to me that they can speak their mind at anytime. The only punishment would come from rudeness , being derogatory or impolite. The last would be for speaking of things that should be only spoken between Master and slave.

We are so vulnerable when we fail expectations that we some times run for the shelter of I am the Master. We stop what we think is in error without seeking what the problem is. Like little boys fallen out of favor we dig our toes into the dirt repeating under red faces that we are right they will see. Al it would take to bypass the indignation of being human would be to listen and understand what the sub is saying or doing . After all some times a stern look is too much and other times a beating too little!

Monday, September 24, 2007

Ownership




Ownership what really is it? I usually equate it to how much control I have oven the slave. Do I control all the time time she has? Is it that I control the way she thinks? Does my control affect her vanilla life? How dependent is she on me or my contact?

So when I have all the time she can give and more. To me this means that even when she functions in her job and her vanilla family life she still is under my control. Such as she must email me four times a day. she must ask permission to have lunch or meet anyone that is not family. Any decision that affects my time she must consult me on

I do not like doormats it is like toilet paper you use it because it is there You rarely look at it nor know how much you really used. I like free thinkers , I never punish for thinking or expressing views that are not mine. I usually have a library night to make sure they develop their minds . They must be well read and interesting in conversation doormats are great for wiping your feet on but not good for the mind so control of the mind does not mean ownership to me.

Yes my control with affect their vanilla life hopefully for the better. The affect deals more with scheduling. Taking care of their health such as exercising, going to the doctors keeping their bodies and minds in top shape for when I wish to use them.

Mostly ownership comes when they depend more om me then themselves. When they openly trust, when they feel my presence provides all the good things in life they need then I own them. when i tell them to do something and there is no hesitation as they know no harm will come to them, then I own them. SO I would have to say that when i have the maximum control over a slave then I own them. For me it has little to do with contracts or ceremonies it has to do with commitment. I ask them to be my property when I have the commitment.

That is my penny worth of thought on this subject

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Tasks , ruless and protocols

Yes there is a difference.

Tasks are one time things that need not be repeated on a regular bases. A task can be assigned as a punishment. Writing of lines is a punishment task though I never use it unless coupled with a strange way of writing such as placing the pen or pencil in the ass or vagina and have them write their name a few times rather fun to watch . A task can be to write a story wear a thong backwards for an hour or go shopping. It can be pleasurable it is just not some thing that repeats without instruction from the DOm . It is usually a physical thing making something or going somewhere.

Rules cover off when the Dom is there or not. Every morning you take a shower if you miss your shower because you are running late well you broke a rule. I have a rule on underwear. A slave is not allowed to wear any if they think there is the slightess possibility of seeing me . Slaves are not allowed to be late. Slaves must be naked in their houses when possible those are rules. Rules guide actions

Protocols guide interaction. How does a slave address another Dom , when do they. How and when do they greet their Dom. Asking permission to enter or leave the room or presence of their Dom. Protocols covering speech ,parties when we are out and when slave is alone with me. When I have a stable then they have protocols when they are together

I give task with deadlines, I have rules that are set in place to keep everything as black and white as it can be. Any infraction to the tasks ,the rule or protocols and punishments follow.

Yes there are rules and protocols governing that also. I of course use punishment tasks for minor infractions.

Saturday, September 15, 2007

I sat in my garden most of the day relaxing when I was astonish how many questions arose in me about the garden. In the Spring I have few weeds out , seeds and plants in. The only question is where do I put what.

Now the question of what do I keep ? What should be trimmed? How much or little ? Should I remove an entire bed and re-think the area or grass it over? Should I just leave everything and see what survives?

Very much like relationships, I have always taken the way of trimming a bit and molding with a lot of just letting it grow. OH course there have been a few stubborn ones that would not respond to the trimming and some I had to rip out and start fresh with. I feel if you remove a few of the most objectionable things and let it grow it takes on it's own shape and character. That is the way I like my gardens and relations a little bit of forming, a little surprise and a lot of growth.

Now the big questions when will be the first frost? When will it snow? When should I bring in the indoor plants? Never seems to end oh when is spring?

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

English or Western


Friends came back from a work shop talking about canning methods.One being English which was described as wind up and hit with all you have .The western being one with build up if I can say soft slaps with the cane then a stroke of awareness. Well I never liked titles and seldom hold to them. I would say that I have used both methods along with many variation.

The English method I only use for punishment. That is where I do not want the sub to get on top of pain and use it to enjoy themselves. I want them to remember every time they sit or move that they did some thing wrong. And just how painful it is to break rules.

The Western method I use only well into a play session. The slower smacks of the cane building up to a crescendo of smacks of the same strength and speed as a punishment. The difference the sub has time to get on top of the pain and uses it to further enjoy the session and finally to orgasm.

I just find it fascinating that the English and Americans put their titles of ownership to a method of chastisement most probably used well before the British stopped dyeing their bodies blue and the Americans were a gleam in the eyes of there English / European parents. really it is just beating someone's ass with a stick or form of a stick. I know in Africa there was a whip made of rhino hide said to the worse burning pain of any whip but I do not remember hearing of an African way of whipping. milla help me out here is there an Australian method of caning? Do you have to hop twice before you hit or does the sub still do the hopping.

So I would like to name a method after myself called the Cloud style which is HIT the dam ass and watch the sub body language. Oh and to honour the land where I live and is darker early each day, called the Darklight style. which is take you sub out on a winter's night with their ass exposed rub their ass with snow wait five to ten minutes and beat their ass. There I feel so good knowing that I have title to methods that some one has done before but now some one will look and say oh he is using the Cloud method. Oh and just in case you think well I will use water instead of snow well that is only a variation so I claim that too.

Okay I will stop there but will ask a question has anyone put their name or claimed "walking" for their country? Is there an English walk, or an American waddle, an Australasian hop or Canadian slide? What about running...................

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

SImply CLoud





Recently I was accused of being untruthful and misleading. Why because I have two profiles on a popular Alternative personnels site. Because I am a switch I have two distinct profiles , two distinct blogs and emails. I have always said I am a switch as I enjoy both sides but I have lied, this is a switch really.





It has a function to be in the on or off position it tells the light or device to be on or off nothing more than that. If anything I am not the device that causes the change in function but the end result. A very poor name selection for my kind of life styler, would you not say?



While dressing up is part of the lifestyle I cannot see myself in this gear though I know of someone really into trains, nor do I have as much worry about switching and that poor man does. I simply do it when the needs arises. My need and that of the people I am with causes the change. When I enter into a relation with someone as a Dom or slave I do so to the extreme as I enjoy extremes. As a Dom I am a protocol Dom love to inflict sweet tortures watching slaves and subs dance with excitement. As a slave I love to be force to be pushed to extremes of humiliation and pain. SO I fulfill needs. Through out the world as we know it, there are species that will change sexes as needed. That is all I am.

The same persons said I should write as a switch . How ever second line I should change style I would like to see how comprehensive that would be. Any one know any famous switch writers beside the Marquis. Some call switches as Doms that like pain or slaves that are sadists. I would say to those purists who cannot accept that I am both to look around. especially those who believe in a natural oder.

Everyone since the beginning of time has been a switch. We take orders we give orders. There are those that tell us what to do and those who do what we tell them to do. Armies are based on it. Countries are based on it. Families are based on it. So why are switches looked upon as the oddity in the lifestyle. Could it be like humanity that 1% pulls the wool over the 99% eyes. It could be that many switches do not wish to open them selves to comments of " oh undecided" "non purist""he is different" comments. The same type of comments that have flown off of many a dictators lips Using fear mongering to distort the reality in to their universe. Well this one is mine. Yes the one on top of the three, in my eyes the best one!



Notice how the first universe with binary stars and the ring looks so much fuller than the other two, hmm hint more is merrier. So anyone out there can limit themselves to one part of the lifestyle their choice just do not try to tell me I am untruthful because I explore my universe in two ships , do not tell me I am the oddity I feel I fit the natural order of humanity please we are human are we not!!

Now to come up with a new title or name for what I am,? Suggestions?

Friday, August 24, 2007

Sitting under a tree


Today I sat under a tree. I did so without thought as I used to as a boy. I sat there without great thought. Just bent my knees and sort of fell into place with my back against it. I did not check to see if any animals had left me presents of the squishy kind. Nor did I worry if this tree had been used as a urinal for some dog. The tree never voice objection to the urination why should I. The birds did not plop the squirrels did not drop their nuts on me.

There were no bells or whistles to answer nor emails to respond to I just sat. The problems of the world were not contemplated nor solved the question of deity and devils were not debated.

Some ants used me as a bridge. The grass was pricklier than I remembered and the ground damp, from the rain but I just sat. No thoughts of naked slaves hanging from trees nor sexual service being given. No new tortures thought about. I just sat.

You see even an evil mind such as I, can take time off and enjoy one of the last days of summer, well at least for a few minutes now can we talk about naked slaves hanging from .......

Thursday, August 23, 2007

The ultimate set of rules


In a recent string of emails I have realized how many people in the community are looking for an ABC type of relation. The thread came from a questions on the levels of submission. I was surprised that so many Doms and subs want a relation of such little exploration. They want rules on how to deal with things if x does this y has to do that. I hate to tell you no such book of rules exists in the lifestyle nor every will. Just look at history every time there is a new conquer or ruler there is a new set of rules a new vision

Surely all the fantasies and desires that have driven us to the lifestyle were not so dominated by what others think. Each person has a concept of what they want, need and are will to provide. So why should I want my slave to conform to the levels of submission do they get a badge ? Is it like scouts? They get the purple tawse badge or something.

My slaves do not have to love me they do not have to give all their possessions to me, they do have to follow my rules not Master yahoo fictional rules based on the stories of Gore. When they do not they must face my punishments not those dictated by others or fictional writers. I will tell you, my past slaves will agree to this that unlike fictional the reality of my punishments hurt.

Most of us who write or offer information up we do so to inform those seeking of possibilities not of finalities. the best rule , the only rule you should follow is communicate. Do not restrict thought or ideas listen to them and you will grow. So please take what ever I say and anyone else as information , guide lines for a journey that you are creating It is not mine . Unless of course you are my slave then well you better like my rules!

Saturday, August 18, 2007

Can you serve two masters

Why can't I have two Doms? When a sub asks this of me I think about and old movie,Cool Hand Luke with Paul Newman. Paul is a prisoner in the south. He is being punished by having to did a ditch. As he gets close to the specification given him by one of the guards another approaches. He tell Paul that he is getting dirty in his yard and to put it back in the hole. Paul tries to tell him that the yard boss told him to do it but to no avail so he returns the earth to the hole. Just as the hole is almost filled the yard boss comes along and guess what.

Mastering some one brings on many deep emotions ones that may not be seen by the sub or others but it is there well after the slave has moved on.Because of distance or timing I have had to give up slaves yet I always have worries when I do. Mainly cause I am no longer there to protect or at least guide.

Ling was one she was upset at me when I gave her away to Sir Michael. Had he come from the same training as I perhaps it would have worked. He could give her the things I could not but he could also give her things that I could and being he was there and I here, I felt it was just better to give her journey one direction. She wanted to have both of us, the comfort of the old Master and the vitality of the New. The lifestyle is an ordered place for me , I do believe at least my early training was based on chivalry honour and the idea that it was a two way street. Some one served you you served some one . It was a house based on med evil times. SO there was only one master with other Dominants in the house but he was in charge. In that house all slaves served their Dom but also were in service and controlled by the Master. This only works it the other Doms can accept the Master's way.

Now a days I find many things have changed. Doms do not want to think that they serve or give homage to some one else. They do not want to think that their slaves do not see them as the ultimate power in the Universe.

Which way is best I do not know and will ponder some more and watch how the world unfolds.

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Bordum

I hate those days of sitting around. Not that I cannot do something it is that it does not excite me to do it. I was just making a flogger and got board with it. I was going to lay out in the sun but no sun. Chatting on line well not during the day .

just a boring day in this Doms life. Ho hum no slave to tease and torment so I gues it is time for a good book.

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Those that submit to bullies could they be

I have often been on the other side of the argument about bulling. I believe it is not up to every one else to stop the bulling it is up to the one bullied. but that will be for another blog I think.

I will relate a story about child hood. I had a friend a very nice guy but he just was shy and best described as wanting to fit in. He was bullied constantly. Even by his best friend , me or was he just a submissive in the making. My form of bulling with him was not a violent form as others more mental. We started by playing poker then it progressed to strip poker. Then of course when your naked and want your clothes back well you will do almost anything at fourteen. At fourteen you also have a very inquisitive mind evil for short that is.

Bob got to sit on tacks, dress in his mother's underwear and was urinated on. His organ was extremely large it was different from the norm so I teased him about it. My first time of penis bondage was with him as I tied it to his ankles and made him waddle around. The best was when I told Roots a friend that was a girl about Bob. After that his bulling took on a new avenue. He was stripped in lane ways, shown off to Root's girlfriends and yes we spanked him an awful lot. Yes I also loss at these games but I would struggle against the bonds or try to get out of what ever I had to do he did not.It came to a point where we dispensed with the poker and just would tell him to do things. He would be reluctant to do so but against two of us he did not last long and ended up naked now having to pay a higher price than before.

He could have not come to play with us he could have said no but never di no matter what was asked of him. Some will say this is not bulling it was a way of exploring sexuality or he desperately wished to belong some where . Well to me sitting here years afterwards I am pondering a few questions does not a sub wish to belong to some one are they not exploring dark sexuality? Are Doms just bullies?

Well I have always had the conviction that there are those that lead and those that follow. Neither are perfect but we use the tools we have to do what we feel is right for us. That said my last question that I am pondering is are not all leaders bullies? Whether you are a team captain, a leader in business , or Prime Minister. They use what ever tools they have that work for them to push us to their thinking.

So I have not made up my mind as to whether bulling is just leaders learning what tools to use or maybe a bully wishes to be a dictator and a team captain an elected minister, I do not know but I did enjoy putting Bobby through hell for my enjoyment.
Was I Domming or bulling or was he just submitting. Oops did I slip another questions in littleone

Friday, August 10, 2007

An invitation

A sub ask me if I was going to attend this week's activities. I find it taxing at times attending these events for one major reason. They dress the lifestyle they act but they do not live it at all. Oops watch out grand pa is about to rant . No not really . I enjoy the sight of of women in their latex and fancy leathers but that is not my view of the lifestyle. It is fun and really should just be called a fetish dress up ball.

Most there are dressed to be seen not to participate. After conversation with many oh they have great fantasies and sex must be wild in their bedrooms. Just not for me I just enjoy a naked women serving her Master. I enjoy the trust she puts in her Master and the care that he gives to see she is cared for and protected.

At this time in my life the vanilla side is pulling me down and I have not the time to enjoy the lifestyle as I once did with minion. Unfortunately that relation has put a damper on many other wanna bees as they do not live up to my demands. SO to take time and sit with those who try to impress visually but have no heart for this style of living , well I just feel it is a waste of time.

Friends of mine have journey of to a camp where the crack of a whip is not sound effects and the fet-wear carries more of statement of who they are rather than who they pretend to be. More than that slaves will be mostly naked which is a good thing . Perspiration on latex and leather can take away the shine of it. They will come with their whips and crosses and torture devices. Not much in the way of teckno music more the singing of slave sounds and paddles flying. Between all that there will be love and trust and caring the other part of the lifestyle that few seem to part take in sadly enough .
No a rant merely a quiet statement of why I prefer to sit and read a book on the structure of Samurai life rather enduring the conversations of the wanna bees.

Monday, July 30, 2007

A reason for coporral punishment, Paris Hilton


I have never seen a women or person more deserving of a trip to the wood shed than Paris Hilton. Yes she spent 23 days lounging around a jail hospital, yes grandpa is not leaving her 60 million dollars oh how sad. SO sad if she has to make a living as a porn star , I have seen her video and really not worth it far better on the internet for free perhaps in a peep show you ten cents for fifteen minutes.

I should offer a service to these rich grand fathers to help their grand kids lead good and contributing lives as maids, char persons, toilet cleaners after all the shit they cause they should know how to clean it up. So what do you think a week of boot camp with me for $15,000.I will provide them with a vocation all the nasty pictures and videos, rhey will appreciate pillows, blankets, bathing and will never want to touch a cold can of beans nor disappoint grand pa again.

Oh gand-pa Hilton I feel sorry for you that your name will not be linked to quality and great service so I can offer you a two for one sale and promise that Miss Hilton will acquire a new feeling of respect for the family name I will just carve the name Hilton on to my paddles I am sure she will get the hint.

Rant is over but the offer still stands!

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Another favored postion of mine

A simple one , hands tied to ankles spreader bar between the ankles. A bar or rope around the hip area and attached to the ceiling.
I like it for it puts all the bits open to you . The rope or bar around the hips keep the legs straight. The spreader bar between the ankles allows view of breast and the red face of the sub. This position is good for flower arrangements, candles and with the use of a butt plug with a hook you can hand all sorts of things. Decorations such as nipple clamps , clothes pegs and weights can be applied to almost any part of the body.

the position is excellent for punishment and play. Versatile, fun and humiliating for the sub if you use them as a conversation piece for a party or side table for a few good friends. SO much can be done and they can hold drinks , plates floggers and rods. Should the party go quiet introduce a vibrator and see the fun.

Saturday, July 21, 2007

Sunday, July 08, 2007

Ebbs and tides


There was a time when few events happen in the lifestyle. Public venues were closed to such things except the seediest bars in the dankest part of town. A friend of a friend of a friend would hint that if you went after midnight and said esclavin a door would open for you . That is how the lifestyle was when I first entered it . A seedy street you would not choose to walk on in the sunlight. Now a private club was so much better as at least you knew who ran it and you had to be invited no invitation no entry. still no a private party . A private party well you new where they lived you knew them. It was a great honor to be invited. House protocols were learned in advance the best leathers you had the best toys were brought.

These people were truly the pioneers in the lifestyle. They open their houses to like minded individuals. They trusted others not for a dollar in profit but from profiting from friendship and knowledge passed on through friendships.

Sadly we seem to have forgotten about the origins and look to events and public clubs for our thrills and hopes. I would question some one offering me advice on my session who I had just seen five minutes ago yelling at the coat check girl. Sadly like the song Puff the magic Dragon we have put away the Dragons of the early part of the lifestyle and replace them with the shinny new bling. Too bad there is still a lot of magic in the old ways.

Sunday, July 01, 2007

Is the Magic all gone



Well all things must end and so did the walk about. I did not meet nor found any evidence of dragons tigers or bears. Sadly humanity has taken most of the magic out of this world. Not all hopes were dashed though in the darkest recess I found hope. Two young fairies had watched as all their had been sold they were left behind . Such sadness in them I felt that I was determined to find a home for them. I had a discussion about the virtues of gargoyles with another person in the garden center it was after that I felt a need to buy them and place them in a garden. I could not see them falling into the hands of some one who did not know the difference between a gargoyle and a devil and a fairy and a angel. I knew that being with me and the gargoyles was better than that for them. I also knew of a garden where they might be at home.

Not any garden they would not do well with my gargoyles as gargoyles tend to sit and sleep a lot. No they needed a special place when I murmured under my breath a secret garden I thought I felt their wings flutter just a tad. I placed them on my table for a night of sleep and I am sure that the kitchen was slightly different when I arose. I knew they could not stay inside for much longer. SO this day I went to place them , I knew they would take care of both the secret garden and the owners for me and would find others of their species. As if on a fairy wind my steps quickened and I was pushed along to a friends doorstep.

Yes little one has two new fairies to guard her secret garden and care for the magic of that place. I hope they have found happiness. I like my gargoyles need more rest before I re-enter the magical world again but soon, I know where the fairies are so if I need help in healing I know the place to go.

Saturday, June 09, 2007

Butterflies can't fly they just fall


A poem written many years by anonymous, a very old and prolific witter through out the ages. The witter speaks from the view of a little girl. In it she describe her young life with her two brothers. One she has named a bear and one a dragon. One for his flatulence and the other for his acid tongue. She feels that they tease her for their pleasure and wants to run away but of course cannot not . So she imagines a world filled only with butterflies, having tea and crumpets and wearing frilly white gowns. The butterfly to her is a wonderful being with out a care, no direction nor rules it just flits around doing what it feels and all is right in the world.. After a few years of growth she finds work as a maid then starts to realize that life cannot be made up of only white gowns, tea and crumpets that it must and mostly contains dragons and bears along with many other scary things.

The realization that her fantasy could have never come true, makes her coin the phrase Butterflies can't fly they just fall. Her expectations of life are dashed as she returns to cleaning a small dark room.

After many years of trying to understand how butterflies fly I feel that the woman is right. Butterflies are for fantasies and dreams , dragons fly and breathe fire , bears walk and growl. Butterflies take a while but in the end they just fall

I am off for a short walk about to find out if lions ,tigers and bears do exist so back soon. Perhaps I might even discover dragons that fly and breathe fire, well I can dream too.

Saturday, June 02, 2007

The ultimate torture

Family gathering or should I say tolerating in laws. First they are in law as you would not really have anything to do with them otherwise. Supposedly intelligent people they rehash the same child hood happenings with the excitement of tell of a brand new tale of epic proportions. Reliving the past is not a highlight for me once it is done yes you can revisit now and the but do not make it the bases for every conversation and telephone call. do you really think that it is of any interest to anyone but those who were there. God boring, read please get some interests that does not revolve about things that occurred what was of little importance back years ago think of the future and stop living in veils of the past. My medical conditions will not be the death of me it will be in laws boring conversation and laugh track which they must carry with them hidden in every one's pockets so they do not laugh out of time with their siblings.

It will never end but this rant will after this offer any one into physiological torture of subbies let me know I will take them with me to the next family gathering for no one does it better than my in laws.