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Okay guys, here is how it will be for you. I will accept a total cuck ONLY. No sex for him at all for the rest of his service to me. I am NOT a sadist so don't contact me and ask me to beat you until you can't sit down. A brain YES, I hate to micro-manage. You can be gay. I don't care. This is a service and play position. House-boy. Play would involve bondage as well as assisting when called for during play.
Seriously looking for a female. Will accept a male only if the above is UNDERSTOOD.
READ MY FULL PROFILE BEFORE CONTACTING ME. DO NOT RESPOND WITH ONE LINERS. TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF IN YOUR INTRODUCTION! DO NOT EVEN THINK ABOUT ASKING FOR MONEY. IT WILL NOT HAPPEN. Looking for a domestic and play slave. I am not into punishment, but can deal it out if the slave is happier that way. I do not want to micro-manage a slave. They will be taught, yes. But they should learn to anticipate Our every need or they are not worth anything to Us. What is punishment? A whip? A slap? A look? I am not sadistic, but I am strict. I won't tolerate laziness. I am married to a Dom. I do submit only to him.

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9/22/2012 7:07:41 PM

Yet again another rude person. We have a few conversations and then she just stops talking.

Why don't people have the good manners to even say, "Not interested" or "Doesn't work for me", or "Not a match"?

Seriously? These "so called" subs or slaves do not begin to behave as a sub or slave.

 Or??? Are they all just fakes and when challenged to actually carry on a real conversation they don't have enough background "story" to actually do so.


6/7/2012 12:15:42 PM

What part of "SEEKING A FEMALE SLAVE" do people not understand? And the males who do contact me: BE A SLAVE. I am not interested in anything more.


5/19/2012 5:51:50 PM

I seek a female slave. It is what is in my profile. I keep getting contacts from men. If you are a male and wish to contact me, you had best better be extremely cooperative as we get to know one another. If I should decide to accept a male into my household he will have NO say. Complete slave. Nothing less, nothing more!


3/30/2012 5:50:45 AM

I must agree with MissDominina.

 

Why are people on here so rude and so many fakes???


2/24/2011 11:33:46 AM

Missy is Investigated (C)

by

 Lady Thorns

 

You are an investigator called in to find out where the companies missing money is and I am suspected of knowing who is involved and how much........

 

You take me into an area that I am comfortable with, and I see several items on the table, next to a large briefcase. the items I can see are, 2 sets of handcuffs, duct tape and some rope............

 

“Sir I know nothing of any missing funds.”

 

“Now, Missy, I know better. I can tell just by looking at you that you are holding something back.”

 

“Sir you can say or do what you want, but I will never admit to anything.”

 

“Well, Missy, we shall have to see about that won’t we?” “I guess I will have to arrest you. Turn around.”

 

I turn around and place my hands behind my back. You place the cuffs on me, tightly. You turn me back around and push me down into the chair. Because of the cuffs I have to sit up straight. You lean down into my face and stare into my eyes. I look away and you take me by the chin and force me to face you again. I blink and you smile.

 

You walk around behind me and tell me that things can get pretty rough if I won’t divulge the information. I sniff and look down at the floor.

You walk back around in front of me and look closely at my blouse. I turn away and try to ignore you. You reach out and take the front of my blouse and slowly start to unbutton it. I gasp and try to stand and you force me back down. You open the next button and I leap to one side and start to run for the door. You easily grab me by one arm and lead me back towards the chair. I start to yell for help and you jerk me up against you with one hand and place the other over my mouth. You tell me quite calmly that my yelling will only result in punishment for me. Me eyes widen in fear. You pull me over near the table and uncuff one hand, placing that now free cuff on the leg of the table. You then tear off a strip of duct tape and place it across my mouth.

 

You walk to the door and lock it. I am frozen with fear now. You ask me again to help with your case by naming the thief. I shake my head no, and look down at the floor. You then pick me up and place me on the table and push me down on my back. You walk around to the other side and put the other handcuffs on my free hand and then to the leg of the table on that side.

 

You reach for my blouse and begin again to unbutton it. I begin kicking and squirming so you stop and shake your head. You tell me that now I’ve gone too far and will have to be punished. You then take the rope and tie it to one of my ankles and pass it down under the table and up the other side and tie the other ankle. I start making sounds that can’t be understood with the tape on my mouth so you walk over and peel it back a bit and ask if I’m ready to talk. I pause and then say no. You smooth the tape back in place.

 

Reaching for my buttons again, watching my face for reaction. I lay still and close my eyes. You finish with the buttons and throw open my blouse, revealing my stomach and breasts in a small bra that opens in the front. You hook a finger under the latch and raise it a bit. You watch as my eyes pop open. You like what you see in my expression. You smile and then unhook my bra slowly pulling it back as your hands meet the flesh of my breasts. My nipples stand erect at your touch and I moan and shake my head.

 

You tickle my nipples one at a time, working back and forth lightly touching them with one finger. They stay hard and erect as I squeeze my eyes as tight as I can and continue to moan and shake my head. You stop and go to the briefcase you had moved to the chair and got something from it. I strained to see what you were doing. You came up to my side again and place a blindfold across my eyes. I flinch at your touch and raised my head to try a shake it off. You fastened it quickly and give a tug on my hair to pull me back to the table. I whimpered. You then give me a quick, firm pinch on me left nipple. I react quickly, and you smile.

 

You then tickled it gently as you had before. I relax a bit. You ask me if I am ready to talk. Again I pause and then shake my head no. You then tweak my nipple again, and fully enjoyed the reaction you receive. Bending over me you take a nipple into your mouth and feel my body shudder. You continued to suckle my left nipple as you reach across and tweak the other between your thumb and forefinger. I tilt my head back and raised my chest up to meet you. Then realizing what I’d done, I whimpered and pulled back against the table. You continue to work on my nipples for a while until I begin to moan. Then suddenly you stop. You step back and watch to see what I will do.

 

Slowly I tilt my head from side to side, trying to see beyond the blindfold. I begin to whimper and tug against the ropes on my ankles. You waited.

 

I tried to say hello, but of course it didn’t come out right. I moaned and then whimpered again. You watched and waited.

 

You quietly stepped up next to me again, bent down and spoke firmly directly into me ear. “Are you ready to talk?” If I hadn’t been shackled to the table I would have leapt right off of it. I began to shake.

 

You asked me again and I shook my head no.

 

“Missy, you have been a very bad girl. Now you will be punished.”

 

You retrieve a knife from the briefcase and slit my skirt open at the bottom. You rip the rest of the way easily in your hands. I had only bikini underwear beneath it. You tore those easily and then place your hand on my cunt. It was warm to your touch. I was straining against the ropes on my ankles to no avail. You touched my outer lip with a finger and puIled one side open. Slowly you inserted a finger from your other hand and found me very moist. You were going to enjoy this and so was I.

 

Placing 2 fingers inside my cunt and watching me squirm and moan made your cock rock hard. You gently finger f*** me for a while, watching my body and face reactions. You stop and walk away again to look at me from a distance. You watch as I again searched for you with blind eyes and whimpered at not finding you. You noticed my hands are fists now and my chest is slightly pink with my nipples still erect. I began to move my hips in a rhythmic motion. I place my feet flat on the table and pull my cunt into the air. Reaching, hoping you would return to finish what you had started.

 

You walk over and untie my ankles. Then unclasp my wrists. I start to reach up and remove the blindfold but you stop me. I didn’t struggle. You pull me over and around so that I am standing on the floor and leaning over the table. You gently spread my legs farther apart and put a finger into my cunt again. I moaned. You removed the tape, gently and then stuck that finger into my mouth. I suckled it and purred. You put both hands on my hips and pull me into position entering me from behind. Your cock throbbed as you took me. You rammed your rod deep within me and rocked faster and faster as I reached around behind me and pulled you to me. You reached up and grabbed my shaking heaving breasts and mauled them while we rocked together.  I yelled F***! as I came and scratched your butt cheeks trying to pull you in. You then rammed harder into me and released your load as you pulled me back against you by my breasts. You release one breast and grabbing a handful of my hair, pull my head around, kissing me hard and deep as I feel your release.


2/7/2011 5:05:09 PM

Ok ok, so still meeting fakes and players here. What does it require to find an honest person? And if they are not fakes a lot of these so called "subs or slaves" sure are rude on here. Manners have gone out the window. What is that about?

 

My husband and I still seek 2 subs or slaves. One male and one female or two females. If we should accept a male neither of us will have sex with him. If we should have two female slaves, one will be my husbands complete slave and the other will be mine. My female slave would not need to have sex with my husband. She could be mine exclusively if she so wishes. But if she wishes to have sex with a man than my husband will be that man. We do not share outside our household.

 

Both sub/slaves will also be required to do housework. 


12/18/2010 6:16:21 PM

I did not find the right sub/slave for myself. Still searching. I am also still searching for my husbands female sexual slave. So male or female please apply here.

 

The male is for pampering me.

 

The female is for satisfying my husband sexually as well as for my pleasure.

 

AND WE DO NOT SEND MONEY TO ANYONE!!!!!


5/31/2010 10:42:20 AM
I have just changed my profile structure. I am hoping it shows up quickly.

I seek a hard working sexual slave. she will serve both Me & My Husband. She will be the housemaid as well as the sex slave. Both are fulltime jobs.

5/19/2010 11:33:51 AM
I may have found the one. In fact I am most positive that I have. I won't be checking back here much as we are talking thru personal email. she comes to Me the first part of June. I am giddy with joy as we seem to be a very good match.

Good luck to everyone!

4/22/2010 10:15:32 AM
My story scenes are fantasy living for me. Real life with me is listed below:

Here is a quick view of life with me.

You may become my slave by:
1. Not being a thief or a liar.
2. Not being lazy.
3. Coming here to me for a trial period to see if we are compatible.
4. Accepting that I am married and will NOT have sex with you. (My husband is not bi-sexual and will not want your services in any way)
5. Being prepared and more than willing to bathe me, wash my hair, dry me, massage me, help me through my day 7 days a week 365 days a year for the rest of our lives.
6. And in return I will give you a place to sleep, food to eat and give you your desires concerning punishment or bondage or whatever it is that makes you a happy slave, other than a sexual relationship with me.

Talking does nothing for me. If you are a liar I cannot find it out or prove it until you are under my roof. I am not a sadist. If you require punishment to be happy or satisfied in your role as a slave I can hand it out as you need it. Punishment is not my desire but the slaves. If you don't want to be whipped or slapped or paddled or stuck with needles (which I won't do for anyone anyway) then I won't do those things to you. My idea of punishment is a harsh word, denial of privilages, or corner time. Much like one would treat a child who had misbehaved. If you are a person who purposely does things or doesn't do things in order to receive a punishment then you are not the slave for me and it won't work out. I DO NOT WISH TO MICRO-MANAGE ANYONE!

12/31/2009 4:54:19 AM

He stepped off the bus and glanced around at the desolate parking lot of the run down Diner. Obviously this place didn't get a lot of business. It was only a stop if someone was getting on or off the bus near Kadoka. Otherwise, the bus driver would have passed on by. He brought with him only a carry on back pack. He had barely stepped away from the bus when it pulled away, leaving him in the dust.

Taking a closer look, he saw that the restaurant wasn't even open for business. He was out in the middle of no-where with no one around. Pulling out his cell phone he slid it open only to find that there was no signal. Noticing a payphone near the door of the Diner he headed that way, only to find the handset was missing.

Twenty minutes later a dark SUV pulled into the dusty driveway. With the tinted windows so dark he couldn't make out a person inside. The vehicle stopped just short of touching his leg with the front bumper. A person stepped out of the passenger side front seat shrouded in dark loose clothing. The person was all in black, with scarf, hat, long coat, long pants and dark shoes. It was impossible to determine sex.

She spoke to him, "boy turn your back to me and put your hands behind you so I may cuff you".

He paused only briefly and then spun around as she had instructed him. He felt the cold metal as she place them on his wrists and winced as she squeezed them a bit tight so that they dug into his flesh. She quickly jerked his arms up behind him forcing him to bow awkwardly. Steering him by his wrists she shoved him into the now open door of the back seat. As his head went through the opening a black cloth, coming seemingly from nowhere suddenly surrounded his head. He felt it cinched up and tie around his neck. He could see no light of any kind, not even shadows. A brief prickle of panic passed through him.

He counted at least four hands pushing him around the back seat and eventually found himself pushed down to the floorboard with someone’s feet pressing down on his cuffs which then dug into his back as well as his wrists. He realized the vehicle was in motion and also that his hood was making his face very hot and uncomfortable. He moved a bit to adjust himself and was rewarded with a jab from heel. He didn’t dare move again.

By the time the SUV came to a complete stop and doors were opened his face was sweaty and his nose and eyes were running. Again someone grasped him by the cuffs on his wrists and directed him up and out of the car. The person kept him in a bowed position continuously and he could feel the stress building in his lower back.

He stumbled at what he thought was a step up through a doorway and was given a hard shove for his efforts. It seemed they walked through several rooms with the flooring changing in each room. Finally they stopped walking and he was turned and his wrists brought down to rest on his ass. He felt the clinking of chains as something was fastened to his cuffs.

“Kneel!” She instructed.

He dropped to the floor with head bowed. Hands grabbed at his shirt and tore it down the back. He felt the cool rush of air on his hot skin and wished he could feel it on his face. Sweat was running down his face like small rivers.

He felt a light tap on his back from what he believed to be a crop. Next there came a sting on his back as he felt it strike him with more determination. As he took the cropping she spoke to him and explained the whenever she came into his presence or him into hers that he was to immediately fall to his knees and bow his head as he was now. He had failed to do so when she stepped out of the car. With the final stinging blow, she whispered to him not to let it happen again or the next punishment would be worse.


11/9/2009 11:44:49 PM
Ok, let's see if a female can fill the bill or a Trans. The men are not stepping up. I don't care what you are as long as you don't lie, don't steal and are NOT lazy. Doesn't anyone want a lifetime commitment?

10/30/2009 8:44:17 AM
Seriously here boys! I do NOT seek an occasional play partner. I seek serious permanent devoted lifetime commitment so we all know where we have been and who we have played with and that all are SAFE in more ways then one.
I am NOT into risky behaviour. I am NOT into damaging my property.
I don't like the training period. It makes me grumpy.
I want a boy with a head on his shoulders. Intelligent conversation, NOT cowed fear with stilted answers.
Stop wasting my time!

9/23/2009 8:29:54 PM
So how come I don't have a slave or sub in my home yet? Are you unable to make a commitment? Come oooooooooooooon there has to be someone serious out there. :(

9/3/2009 9:29:09 AM
Okay okay. Seriously guys. I am still seeking that perfect lifetime committed slave or sub.
My business life (I own my own) has become so busy I don't have much time for chatting. I am not ignoring those I had been chatting with. Just can't get the time. Patience is a virtue I've heard said. :(
Please stay in touch at least here and I will hit this site when I can to learn more or answer your questions.
I need help in my business and at home. YESTERDAY lol.
Lady Thorns

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