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I am an educated, intelligent professional and have eclectic tastes in almost everything art, music, food, people, entertainment and travel.

Im looking for a non-smoker to share my life in all ways, a friend, and companion to travel with, commiserate over bad days and rejoice over good days. In the vanilla world I am strong and at times intimidating. In my personal life, I have a submissive mindset. If you do not know my mind, then we have nothing. I am 100 percent submissive sexually, but much less submissive in the rest of a relationship. If you have a lot of rules, we will not fit. I have certain requirements that I am looking for. If I dont respond it is because at first blush you wrote something or are physically not what I am looking for. No insult intended. My free time is limited and I try to spend it wisely. That being said, if, in a relationship, some priorities would shift.




12/17/2017 3:39:44 PM
Questions...conversations.

Interesting this go around, how many guys don't ask a question to keep the conversation going. Even a simple "and you?" works wonders.

It is very telling what statements and questions a Dom/Master/Guy emails. I won't give away secrets, but what D/M/G writes tells me what type of relationship they are looking for.

I am not going to continually ask questions to keep the conversation going, I need to know you are interested.

So, after the initial hellos, just a simple "and you" may help you find what you seek.
9/7/2017 2:23:49 PM
Hurricane Irma...times like this are when I wish I had someone to share life with...
1/18/2015 9:33:04 AM

"Could You Just Listen?"

"When I ask you to listen to me and you start giving me advice, you have not done what I asked.

When I ask you to listen to me and you begin to tell me "why" I shouldn't feel that way, you are trampling on my feelings.

When I ask you to listen to me and you feel you have to do something to solve my problems, you have failed me, strange as that may seem.

Listen! All I ask is that you listen; not talk, nor do--just hear me.

I can do for myself--I'm not helpless. Maybe discouraged and faltering, but not helpless. When you do something for me, that I can and need to do for myself, you contribute to my fear and weakness.

But when you accept as a simple fact that I do feel what I feel, no matter how irrational, then I quit trying to convince you and can get about the business of understanding what's behind this irrational feeling. When that's clear, the answers are obvious and I don't need advice.

Irrational feelings make sense when we understand what is behind them. Perhaps that is why prayer works sometimes for some people; because God is mute, and doesn't give advice to try to "fix" things. He/She just listens, and lets you work it out for yourself.

So please listen, and just hear me. And if you want to talk, wait a minute for your turn, and I'll listen to you."
Anonymous

1/1/2015 5:57:39 AM
Wishing everyone a fabulous year filled with health, wealth and fantastic play!
Happy New Year to all!
12/14/2014 5:10:42 PM
How Grimly stole Christmas

Adapted from the Grinch who stole Christmas.

                              Every Dom, every subbie all like Christmas a lot…

But Grimly,Who lived in the remote north, Did NOT!

Grimly hated Christmas! The whole Christmas season!

Now, please don’t ask why. No one quite knows the reason.

It could be his head wasn’t screwed on just right,

It could be, perhaps, that his leathers were too tight.

But I think that the most likely reason to explain all of that,

May have been that his subbie was just too much of a brat.

Whatever the reason, His clothes or his girl,

He stood there on Christmas Eve, hating the world,

Staring down from his dungeon with a sour, Grimly frown,

He eyed up his girl in her long latex gown.

For he knew she was a good girl down beneath,

Though she would deny it, and lie through her teeth:

“I wont obey you!” she snarled with a sneer,

“Even though its Christmas! I have no fear!”

Then he growled, with his Grimly fingers nervously drumming,

“behave or I’ll stop YOU and Christmas from coming!”

For Tomorrow, he knew, what lie in his sack,

A chastity belt that would tie up her cunt and her crack!

And the she would scream and beg and she’d plead!

She’d gladly allow him to drag her around on a lead!

She would want to please him and to obey,

In return for him granting orgasm and play!

 

 

And the more Grimly thought of this devious plan,

The more he thought, “I must do what I can!”

“Why, for three years I’ve put up with it now!”

”This Christmas I’ll have a good girl! But HOW?”

Then he got an idea! A deviousl idea!

Grimly GOT A deviously, sadistic IDEA!”

I know just what to do!” The Grim laughed in his throat.

And he pulled on a Santy Claus hat and a coat.

And he chuckled, and clucked, “What a great Grimly trick!”

“With this coat and this hat, I look just like Saint Nick!”

“All I need is a reindeer…” Grimly looked around.

But, since reindeer are scarce, there was none to be found.

Did that stop the old Grimly? No! The Grim simply said,

“If I can’t find a reindeer, she’ll be one instead!”

So he dressed his girl up in her pony gear,

With her head harness tied tight round her ears.

THEN He put on her antlers she was bound nice and tight ,

Grim proclaimed “ you’ll be a good girl tonight!’.

Then Grimly said, “Giddap!” And she pranced around,

As he looked at his girl, all nicely bound.

He knew that in bondage she gets quite spacy,

Quite turned on, horny and rather quite racy!

“I‘ll have you where I Want” he proclaimed with a shout

“I will do what I can to knock this brattiness out!”

 

 

“Oh yes my girl,” the old Grimly Claus hissed,

As he took out her bit gag and gave her a kiss.

She was spacy and floating away somewhere,

Forgetting she was dangerously in his lair.

And in his control and under his power,

He would make her submit and grovel and cower.

He undid her harness and said with a grin,

‘Here’s my Christmas bondage sack, I’m putting you in!’’

And then in the morning, I’ll have the best present ever!”

”A spacy girl in bondage who wants to endeavor,

To obey me and please me and do what she can,

To make me the happiest dominant man!”

He laid her down in his Christmas sack,

Making sure the restraints were tight, he didn’t like slack.

Why, that Grimly even wired her ass and her pussy,

He liked her pain to be fancy, in that way he’s fussy!

“And NOW!” grinned the Grimly, “I will start the transformation!”

”Tomorrow you’ll be the best sub in the nation!”

And he turned on the juice and turned up the power,

As the clocked ticked round to the midnight hour.

She screamed, she groaned and she begged:

”Please Master, I’ll be good, I’ll be good instead,

“I’ll change my ways, I’ll be a good girl,

This Christmas please I’ll give you the world”

 

“I can't stop Christmas coming, but I can control you,

And if you’re honest you do love that too!”

”You like to feel helpless and under my spell,

Even though to you I’m the bastard from hell!”

“If you want to orgasm then beg me now!”

”Please master’ she begged ‘please, please oooh oww!”

’I want to know that I’ll get what I want’ Grimly said,

”When I open my sack and let you into my bed,

As its Christmas, I’ll be nice and you may cum

As I have to admit, with you I have fun!”

’But’ Grimly said ‘you have to be good from now on’’

or tomorrow till next Christmas, the belt I will don!”

’Oh no please Master, don't lock me in that!”

“it’s really uncomfortable and makes me look fat!”

Grimly grinned and he said ‘well that is up to you,

be good and it’ll still be easy to go to the loo!”

“But that is the threat,” grinned Grimly, “that you have to hear!”

That is what’ll happen if you’re not good this year!”

’Yes master’ she said ‘I promise this now,

I’ll do what you want, but please tell me how,

You’ve managed to cast this spell over me,

I really am confused over how this could be!”

”Well my dear its simple, I want you to behave

and enjoy your fantasy of being my SLAVE!”

 

~Author Unknown~

11/26/2014 2:14:38 PM

May your stuffing be tasty,
May your turkey plump,
May your potatoes and gravy
Have nary a lump.
May your yams be delicious
And your pies take the prize,
And your Thanksgiving dinner
stay off your thighs!

Happy Thanksgiving to one and all

6/21/2014 2:32:35 PM
Working and listening to Pandora...this song caught my attention today.

"Upside Down"

Who's to say
What's impossible
Well they forgot
This world keeps spinning
And with each new day
I can feel a change in everything
And as the surface breaks reflections fade
But in some ways they remain the same
And as my mind begins to spread its wings
There's no stopping curiosity

I want to turn the whole thing upside down
I'll find the things they say just can't be found
I'll share this love I find with everyone
We'll sing and dance to Mother Nature's songs
I don't want this feeling to go away

Who's to say
I can't do everything
Well I can try
And as I roll along I begin to find
Things aren't always just what they seem

I want to turn the whole thing upside down
I'll find the things they say just can't be found
I'll share this love I find with everyone
We'll sing and dance to Mother Nature's songs
This world keeps spinning and there's no time to waste
Well it all keeps spinning spinning round and round and

Upside down
Who's to say what's impossible and can't be found
I don't want this feeling to go away

Please don't go away
Please don't go away
Please don't go away
Is this how it's supposed to be
Is this how it's supposed to be

 

Sung by Jack Johnson 

7/9/2013 1:52:46 PM

Just had to laugh when I saw this on a church billboard today... 

Forgiveness is to swallow when you just want to spit.

7/5/2013 5:10:19 PM

“You must, accordingly, strive to understand,
relate to, serve and please the unique master in each man.
You must bring your own individual personalities and talents to bear on his challenge.
Try in your uniqueness to be perfect and special for him in his uniqueness.
Read him. Learn him.
Become acutely aware of him.
Be sensitive to his moods, and his changes.
Find out what he wants from you, and then see that he gets it, and more.
Find out what he wants you to be and then be it, beyond his wildest dreams.
Remember that you are the slave.
You exist for his service and pleasure.”
~Kajira of Gor, page 293~

4/28/2013 12:15:21 PM

From a dear friend of mine who had this on their profile...

being female I also enjoy. :-)

 

Men want sex. If men ruled the world, they could get sex anywhere, anytime. Restaurants would give you sex instead of breath mints on the way out. Gas stations would give sex with every fill-up. Banks would give sex to anyone who opened a checking account. Scott Adams, The Dilbert Future

12/11/2012 4:49:20 PM

Found this and had to share.. I did not write it..

'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the town
her pleasure could be heard as her panties came down.

 

"Oh Santa, dear Santa, don't spank me, I pray!
I'll be ever so good, starting right from today!"

 

But Santa just chuckled, "I've heard that before
from many a bad girl with bottom so sore

 

As she wriggles and squirms 'neath his hand's hearty sting.
But a promise like that - why, it means not a thing.

 

What matters, dear One, as you'll very soon see
is that you should be spanked across Santa's broad knee

Til your sassy bare bottom is burning bright red!"

 

And with that, the old fellow did just as he'd said,

And proceeded to spank her with all of his might


til her yelps echoed loud in the cold frosty night,

And each swat, ringing out like a loud pistol shot,
turned her soft, round bottom increasingly hot.

 

Then, when she'd been hand-spanked with many a smack,
the jolly old fellow reached into his sack…

 

He produced a fine paddle of well-seasoned wood.
"Now, this is the thing that makes naughty girls good."

 

He remarked with a grin. "And I think you'll soon find
how effective it feels on a soft, tender behind!"

"Oh please, Santa! No more!" she cried in dismay

,
but the paddle cracked down without further delay,

And despite all her protests and wailings and shrieks


It soon deepened the blush on her squirming, rear cheeks.

Poor Dear how she wriggled but all was vain,
For the paddle descended again and again…

 

Til her bouncing bare bottom was sizzling and sore
and as red as the costume that Santa Claus wore.

 

But at last he relented allowing her to rise,
hugged her warmly while wiping the tears from her eyes,

And murmuring, "There, it's all over, my dear!"


Rubbing soothing cool cream on her blazing, hot rear.

 

Then he exclaimed, "Well Miss, your sweet bottom so curved
has had the sound spanking it so richly deserved.

 

From now on, I'm sure, I don't need to explain,
if you're good then I shan't have to spank you again.

 

But if you are naughty - remember, my dear,
that Santa keeps watch for the whole of the year!"

 

Then smiling, he shouldered his bulging big sack,
and sent her away with a crisp farewell smack.

 

So she hurried to bed with satisfaction you know,
with a song in her heart and her bottom aglow

 

And a sense that all manner of things were all right.
but she slept facing down on her tummy that night.

 

Happy Holidays Everyone..

Korigirl
 
 Age: 46
 Alexandria, Virginia