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By my reckoning, this 'lifestyle' should be fun, even if there are serious moments and hurty bits and now very humiliating bits!! and 'sharp' things Wee new addition ............ Sadly 'maid' position ended now with the demise of Violate, but will leave the paragraph up for a wee while as a nice memory

Time to let go so tis now gone, ma bit about my love for Violate position and the position i held........ life moves on, sometimes sadly. I did love 'serving' at Violate...... kinda strange! Part of the 'service' was being the 'entertainment' when needed........ thanks to ma Boss at the time, ye know who you are.......... and it 'aided' the humiliation angle i seem to be drawn into.......... damn it. Probably should mention something about 'Control' which i have been thinking a lot about of late (and in the past). The new found (lost) Control rolls on, and it gets more compelling as ye fall under its spell. There is something about control that is fascinating for me. It's not a question of getting permission (or not) to do something, it's the fact of having to ask in whatever way, and the fact that even when you get the answer that you desire, that decision can then be changed before you can act, and that you know you've lost control to the whim of a Lady. Not that I would suggest the Ladies may change they're minds a lot..... heaven forbid such a suggestion!! Some of the scariest Controls are the ones you don't fully realise! For me.... compelling and fascinating. To what level that goes, who knows, but it could be interesting finding out. There are many more pics, interests & ramblings on a certain 'black site' that is an 'F' word......... and i go there by the name of Ayshire_adonis (Female bloody humour, not my idea!) The next bit i am a Scottish submissive male who has been into BDSM since teens. A past Lady in the not too distant past that was also my keyholder was a Sadist which fitted well with my 'character' and she greatly enjoyed 'practicing' bondage on her hapless property..... along with leaving lasting bruises, which she kept trying to set a new record for. She did so want to be a 'rope' expert, She hated the fact that all the books/clips on 'tuition' are by males....downside is She moaned that her guinea pig had no boobs to show off some of the 'clever' bondage She did .....i would have gone through just about anything for her...except probably growing boobs.....what's not to like about being a guinea pig? Things have moved on, but we still remain friends, and i hope we always will be. New adventures & horizons. Have a new (on-line) Mistress, but you'll have to wait for any announcements. Have also been 'in service' weekly to a Lady for over two years now, i hope i do a good job for her. She is Female sub, which appeals to where i want to be, and kinda at the bottom of the ladder in the 'order' of things. i hope to 'nurture' her towards finding another side to her coin, and as she finds her feet. It hard work, no silly (impractical) uniform, no 'play, but she has been known to 'tease' a bit on the humiliation front! She will always have her Master, but will maybe 'grow' into enjoying having the maid/butler/whatever, and like seeing just what she can do........... and in the mean time, i get on with ma Service, and being of help. Tis what i like to do. While i love Dommes/Mistresses, there is certainly sommat to be said from serving such a Lady as above. I have been lucky enough to meet some 'lovely' Ladies on/through here, and we remain comfortable friends who can dip in and out of each others lives, so thank you to them, especially ma pal Caputmorte, who calls me little boss, while i just call her Boss. A special and comfortable friendship of the true sort. Kinky me Sense of humour (as in warped/weird) and can be cheeky if not controlled....tis just me, can't really help it. i may not be the super dooper Uber sub that some consider 'proper' subs should be. Have been lucky enough to have had a few Dommes in my life who have understood me, and then USED that against me, so all good on both sides! I hate to think of the number of times i have heard "Why do you do it" upon uttering some 'cheek' and then getting laid into LOL Interests in CBT, bondage, oral servitude, bondage, nipple torture,bondage, needles, bondage, floggers and slight interest in bondage. Have been 'introduced' to needles and suturing.... Yum and ouch. and Control, did i mention that?? Willing to try most legal adventures. Also interested in chastity, orgasm control and denial (own & wear CB2000 or new CB6000S), AND, now up to 6 devices, and am now being taken in new direction which has (so far) involved 8 piercings with rings, which will be 'tagged', and then joined by 4 locks. Rubber, PVC and leather, and just about anything in black, if shiny all the better. Another interest is in humiliation, and it is a growing 'interest', and starting to wonder how far it/i may go. So many possibilities and avenues for 'private' and more public, an endless stream so to speak. Perhaps i have not made enough of the bondage angle LOL. Anything that keeps me still, and with growing suffering, is all good. If it can have locks, all the better. I'm a wee bugger fer escaping if i can....... locks kinda make that harder. Over the last year i have been 'converting' part of my cellars to a 'cell', with various home made 'toys'. Fun wee project, and pleasing on the mind and eye. I also tend to think nothing beats (sic) a good hair pulling, ear twisting or best of all, a few good slaps, thumps or kicks. Have a few 'toys', and under 'direction, a fair amount of PVC Femme stuff. Kinda think there is (or should be) a hell of a lot more to being a Domme than just using cane or crop..... there has to be lots of more fun ways of inflicting growing pain/discomfort/torment, suffering & Humilations on the poor (of course) hapless, innocent male subbie.... all 'tools/toys' in the box of this life.
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Presently (just over a year now) 'in service' to a lovely (subbie) Female mentioned above. Everyday boring me If ye agree with the heading here, i may be most un-sub like and fall out with ye... Crap taste in music & know virtually no bands, stars, what's hot/fashionable or 'in'....and couldn't care a damn about 'celeb' stuff. On saying that, i like Country, Classical, (dated) pop, just little or no idea of who's performing...and don't really care, as long as i enjoy it. Star sign Virgo (the innocent???)..... The Submissive Virgo: This is the zodiac's most naturally submissive sign. They love to serve, are hardworking and make versatile, quick-minded slaves who are easily controlled and love to be set tasks. They can be shy and modest making them very susceptible to public humiliation. They can also run themselves down and lack confidence so dominants – you must remember to praise and reward them when praise is due. They need security and permanence and so will attach themselves firmly and unquestionable to their Master or Mistress. They are utterly dependable and sincere submissives. Want to know anything or chat just ask (will answer even the seemingly daft or serious questions)......... Promise reply.... you may not like the reply but you will get one all the same, although on saying that i love all Women, whatever age, shape, size etc. Attitude to me is far more important, especially if being realistic. Deeply loyal and genuinely love to help, please & amuse. Friendship and even just to exchange ideas and interest would be welcome although always Female lead. Meeting & chatting to some lovely people. Life ain't (too) bad. dougie aka. once known as Gobshite (& dougie159 before 'account' here was lost!) at Violate....... and a variety o different (normally rude) names..........and no just 'it' by a certain Miss, damn Women LOL

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1/28/2018 7:42:15 AM

It seems the time to report, and give a wee update since it has been a while, and had it not been for ‘Blue Saturday’ yesterday, it may have been longer.  So there is little harmless me, who makes the tiny error of telling Mistress Valeri (my Mistress online) that I had come by a few wee blue pills, and her devious mind goes into overdrive (at least I hope it’s the devious part, not the normal part), and she announces its may be time for me to live up to my other persona, that of guinea pig, and purely in the name of science of course, she hatched a plan (plot).

 

Now for those that may know, she has ‘encouraged’ chastity, and for rather a long time now, so I’ll admit that me mentioning the blue pills may not have been wise.  And so, slave was presented with two choices to make.   1)  Don my full metal chastity belt, pop a blue pill, and then we would watch some BDSM together (so kindly chosen and sent by Her), and fully discuss the said clips.  Or, 2)   Pop a blue pill, and we would watch………… etc etc, as above.  She very kindly gave me 5mins to chose!  Now bearing in mind the afore mentioned ‘chastity’, and the considerable time since I last got relief, I have developed a bit of fear around getting relief, especially with the (massive) rings and tags she has ‘encouraged’, and that rest through my bits.  There would be a lot of metal flapping about which would hurt & hinder.  And of course conditions and/or Controls that she may (for her entertainment) add onto the basic fear of above.  And so, my choice was made……. And not one I would have made but a year ago, I plumped for the full chastity belt option.

 

i/We hit problems (outwith the obvious of trying to get myself into the ‘tube’ of belt), and found that the additional (heavy) metalwork pulled my wee fella too far through, and despite serious tries, it wasn’t going to work.  I even ‘offered’ to remove the said metalwork, and to try again.  But no, she decided in her wisdom that we would just crack on, and manage without the belt part, but with the pills and clips and discussions etc.  And so the pill was taken, and progress was ‘monitored’, and after the first clip, I was sporting sommat that worried me!  The dear Lady kept this up (so to speak) for some considerable time, and as She announced She was going for dinner and a rest, she so thoughtfully provided 3 more clips for me to watch and comment on in her absence.  I got something of a shock to discover the first clip was over 23mins long!  And to cut a long story short, I spent a few uncomfortable hours in something of a state.  5hrs later, when she ‘pressed buttons’, the damn pills still had an effect on her poor subject

 

Next time there is the choice, I’ll somehow make the full belt work!  Still, on the bright side, She always assures me that things can always be worse.  And ye have no idea of the frustrations, and worse, the items/ways she mentioned (the list is far too long and cruel for here), to actually make things a lot worse!  I am becoming remarkably settled on the thoughts of a chaste life!

 

Oh dear!


9/2/2017 12:51:24 PM
And so yesterday, and long before due, but after the allotted time suggested on the tracking, a Lady with a box arrived.  She looked harassed, and with no glean in the eye, so i was at least assured she didn't know what was in the box she was delivering.

On opening the box, i was met with an array of paper wrapped metal, in strange shapes.  

See, the problem (which could be grateful for now), is that i am not rich, and the new array of metal was the new full chastity belt........ but not lovingly crafted, expensive, and fitting like a cruel but comfy glove.  And so it had to be worked out, and made to measure, a task that has taken many hours since.

Within about 2 hrs, and with raw fingers from the dozens of little screws and bolts, i had what i thought was the correct fit.  It looked good if nowt else.  But then it was down the the 'practicalities', and this led, and still does, to more changes and tweaks, and figuring things out.  I had a brain storm this morning by reckoning out that my keenness for 'tight' was perhaps outweighing more sensible ways, and as the main belt around the waist was digging badly into ma wee (sexy) hips, it may be worth trying to lengthen the crotch strap to allow the waist strap to be higher.  I was delighted by the results, still a perfect round bits, and now no pressure on said hip bones.  My other massive success was fixing some rubber lining around the 'member' tube, which prior to that was trying its damnest to part me from ma wee pal.

I'm a genius................ or so i thought.  And as i swaggered to ma car with my nice fitting belt, all seemed well.  Except , as i drove down the road, the said belt was now trying to crunch the bottom of ma ribs!  Putting the seat back aided a bit, and onwards i went.

Walking around was at first near ok, but things grew more uncomfortable as time went on, and by the time i managed to get home (where the keys were!), things were not so good.

More adjustments need doing, and i fear that though it looks 'awesome', as part of the problems are down to where a) b*lls go, and more so b) ma bloody great rings and tags (piercings) fit along the way.

One thing i did learn well, was to be careful how Ye get wee member into tube, as that becomes important when ye want a pee!!! I shall leave the rest of that one to any readers imagination. 

More updates will follow, and due to limited photos on here, there can only be a couple of photos which only show a very small part of the story!!   Behave, not the other part that is the subject of being locked & ringed

8/28/2017 6:44:58 AM
Further more, i shall try and relate how i justified/sold it to myself (the dreaded belt).  It was quite simple really, and on a few fronts.

1)   It will stop ma hands wandering to fiddle with my (Her rather, being Mistres Valeri) bits when She is 'upsetting' me

2)   It should reduce the noise from dangling rings and tags, which can only be good

3)   The BIG seller - it gives me a feeling of 'safety', as in once all locked up, i can be sure that unless keys arrive in the post or by hand, there can be no 'surprise' humiliations from watched instructions to play/edge/whatever........... so 'safe'

There may of course be down sides to it LOL

Think that's quite enough for now

8/28/2017 6:38:53 AM
i could easily grow to hate bank holidays, or at least ones where Mistress has the day off, and commences winding me up early.  Another nail has been hammered into the coffin (not literally), but certainly involves more 'metal'.

As some will know (hopefully as few as possible), Mistress (Valeri) has a 'liking' for chastity and security, and so today a full chastity belt has been ordered!  Now in the last couple of years, this had a) been resisted, and b) work had been done in other ways to ensure no relief is gained by slave, by way of piercings (rings) to which locks can be applied..... as if the weight etc of rings wisnae enough to hinder such anyway!

But due to a wee medical issue, the rings need to come out (very briefly), and despite protestations that they will be replaced as soon as slave is told he can get dressed, it seems that as they may need to be removed a few times, my assurances weren't good enough (aye right, fine excuse Mistress).

As mentioned near the start, She likes 'security', but is not settlings for just the rings locked, or the new belt to come(?) locked, but both!  And so 'her property' is to be 'fed through' tube in belt, locked off, and then belt locked in place.  

I hope Her and her Coven are happy and amused!  Just lets hope they keep any amusement or laughs to themselves.

If i can't mug the postie in time to stop delivery, i shall update further once said (brutal lol) item arrives.

Such an easy life

4/8/2017 11:23:27 AM
National disgrace

 
Subtitle :-  How to lose every which way!
 
Now once a year, my dear online Mistress likes a bet, just not in the usual fashion, though on the National right enough...... well, kinda.  Each year, for the past 3, there has been an extra 'runner', and of the two legged variety, and more handicapped than the four legged published runners.
 
And so this handicapped runner was expected to wait for 1hr prior to race in the 'paddock', which is a very small cage, no resident in the cell.  And there was me thinking that a runner is meant to stretch and limber up before the race, what little i know!  Except that was a 'rest' prior to race.  The 'terms' of race, as set by Mistress, is that i get a chance to cum, be it for sport, entertainment, amusement or whitever Ladies minds think of.  I fear the last thing of Her mind is slave actually getting to 'win'.
 
The further handicaps fer actual race, once the paddock was past, were gagged, stockings, wrist and ankle cuffs (all joined), nipple clamps...... and oh, a small ball weight!
 
And surprisingly (not) it was harder to get out the paddock than getting in an hour earlier, and then the runner had 15mins (in theory) to be 'ready to race'.  Its just that the National rarely 'gets off' on time, and so it proved once again.  Add into this mix the mere detail that with my tags, and ball weight, i was having to try and balance whether to support weight (pulling badly well before the off, due to being 'ready') fer race, and the silly, should be banned, false starts, and the (massive) 'flapping' of tags when vigorous movement is employed!  I'm sure this dilemma was never thought of by Mistress...........(much)!
 
And of course, while in the paddock, i had set a timer fer ma hour......... and its constant ticking was more unexpected torture.  And i'm sure the damn thing was faulty of it time, and took twice as long as it should have.  But as i returned to the main house, to get ready for the off, it appeared to be accurate, though it was still a rush to get ready fer the (expected) time of start.  The biggest ob to get ready was the ball weight, and so i did this first........ i may reconsider that before next year, as the ache, and movement to get the rest ready, was there from the start.  The last to go on were the nipple clamps, which though painful going one, soon settle (til they come off!), and then we had the delays, not helpful on nipple front, weight front, runners, riders or watchers (of the actual National).
 
Now apart from having to 'take time out' fer photos, i have never been wise enough to actually know just how long the race takes, which isn't helpful when the target is to cross the line as same time of winner.  And when the winner comes(cums) in, this runners race ends.  I am trying to keep you in suspense as to the 'result'.
 
And so there was much stopping and starting, be it for fresh angle, or because this runner may be getting anywhere near winning.
 
Now sport can be a cruel thing, with losing, failing, falling, pulling up, injuries and then of course frankly never really standing a chance, even before the off. There is only ever one winner.  In a handicapped race, it can be even crueller.
 
And so this runner sits in some discomfort, from weights, nipples, tags, and err........ a tad sore and frustrated.  I didn't 'cross the line' in time.
 
I bet on 5 horses, and masel, and not one 'won'!!
 
On the upside, Mistress always tells me things couldcan be worse............ Really!!

No more gambling til next year
 
 
The unknown rider who lost xx

11/19/2016 12:40:50 PM
It seems i have a tale to tell.  After a minor moan/whinge, i was sent off like a child (in a nappy) to see the Coke Xmas truck, and get ma free can of juice.  I also had to write an account and post it here, along with ma 'predicament' at the end.  My account of day was this :-

It started off bad, as when i rose from the PC after us saying our Byees, i needed, or felt the need, to pee.  Not wanting to have anything happen before things got going, i got ma jacket on, and shot out the door as fast as ma wee pins could carry me, as i knew once i was out and away in the car, any silly bad choices were lost.  And so off i set with things calming as i sat and drove.  It seems, like evenings, that is near OK sitting about, but when i get up and move, things can feel different, and needs arise.
 
I set masel on the road, and when i got to the A77 Dual, decided to get back home as quick as possible, which when i think about it, was daft, as it was gonna make no difference if Ye weren't waiting on hearing from me the minute i got home, and with the intention to allow slave a pee......... IF it was still needed!   However, off i shot, the fastest Bentley or anything else on the A77...... or at least til i hit the average speed cameras getting near to Ayr.  And as i approached the town my mind was still in 'quick' mode, so i was trying to work out where i may get parked as close as possible to Burns Sq, and the best (quickest) route in, and out.  i had a fleeting thought of Morrisons which though the a bit distant, it would probably save time in the long run.  slave being slave, then though he knew better, and drove past kens to a closer spot which he thought, as little known, i may get ma space.   WRONG, it seems like the whole of Ayrshire had since discovered ma spot since i was last there.  So slave did a nifty bit of cutting through, and shot back to Kens, and the sight of the carpark brought panic to ma eyes.  It was chocka.  However, being a determined wee slave, i again cut through a spot, and found a space, though a lady approaching ma have thought it was hers lol.
 
And so off i set on foot fer the big lit truck.  And needless to say, walking meant moving, and so the 'urge' returned!  slave got to truck, and duly joined the line fer his free coke, which was only gonna add to ma woes!  Added to which, there was the feeling of being an idiot taking a selfie or 3 to show ma Mistress.  It all took somewhat longer than i expected/hoped, but once done, off i set for the Bentley, and the ride(?) home.  It did cross ma mind to pop into that Ken to quicken the process of getting home, but then the thought struck me that such a choice may not be wise, as i may spend more time hunting for provisions than i would save, and if they seemed to be missing anything i wanted, then i would still need to pop into kens Killie store.
 
In my wisdom, i again set off at good pace, especially once past the cameras.  It was whilst things were a bit better sitting and bombing up the road, that i kinda realised that haste was pointless unless Mistress was waiting.  Did it slow me down?  Nope.  i had however decided that i still wished to pop into B & Q to get/look for a couple of things.  Now time wise, this is never wise, as i always end up looking to see what i can do how, and so such a visit takes way longer than any other shopping i do, unless i am firmly set, and know exactly whit i want.  And needless to say, the slow wander round once again caused issues in the locked Dept.
 
However, eventually got outta there, but then found that the whole of Ayrshire, or indeed Scotland, had decided to try and join back onto the main road at the same time as slave.  A long time later, i got out, and bomber once again up the road towards Kens.  And this was to find that the entire population had made the same decision!  While i waited in traffic to park, my thoughts again turned to IF Mistress was home, or would be when i got in.  At that point a nasty thought or two crossed ma mind.  One being that even if she was home, and waiting, it may be merely too 'see' any state i was in, while not revealing hersel, and the other worse one was a panic that when i got in, and rushed to PC, there would be a message saying 'here is part 2 of yer day of 10!'  It was not a helpful thought, and perhaps accounted for at least some of ma haste to rush to PC on getting home!  slave had a dreadful feeling that Mistress was gonna up things dramatically after ma minor moans lol.
 
As i left Kens, i had to pass the toilets, and that wasn't 'easy', but there was little choice. It was ma inclination to pop in, but immediately realised that such a visit was pointless, and so once again bombed home, in the vain hope Ye were waiting to have a quick gloat, tease, and then say 'relieve yourself slave'.  Needless to say, we now know that wasn't the case.
 
By the time i got in the door, things were bad, but i lived in hope, and desperation.  Upon seeing if Ye were about, and getting no answer, i set about starting ma dinner, and first off was making apple sauce fer ma bit of Pork.  I hopped around fer about 5mins, and then had to give in!! But needless to say, that was not the end of it.  i was reluctant to 'start', and so 'did' the minimum i could, which was bloody silly, cause then i had to go through the hopping about routine again, only to have to 'do' it again.
 
 
Modern nappies are very good, and dry feeling.  But i also know from past experience that they can 'hold' two lots, but on third lot they start to leak, and with the other issue of if/when the cold reached skin on removal, THATS when Ye really know whit ye have done, or had to do!
 
And so i shall end ma tales, and get ma meat out to rest and then serve.


And so we reach ma predicament.  If i want nappy off fer rest of weekend, then i have to do this account, with the additions of sat here in posture collar, wrist and ankle cuffs, ball weight (massive) and nipple clamps.  All of which i have to remain in, with weight hanging off edge of chair, and await Mistresses verdict.

All because of a minor moan, what is the world coming to (or not with weights hanging about)

And so i hope this has amused and informed............. and Mistress is feeling lenient now.

Til the next time folks x

7/26/2016 11:48:33 AM
The home 'cell' door complete, should it be possible to even get near it from the 'kit' in there.  The 'project' is near done. Nowt like poor weather to keep ye busy in the wrong direction!  i may have gone for a few too many locks!

3/22/2016 10:01:35 AM

Only a slight error

It was only Monday, the start of the week, and such ‘nonsense’ should surely be kept for weekends, if indeed at all. One has to hope that as the week goes on, Mistresses fun of last night doesn’t continue all week, or even worse, somehow increase as the week goes on.

Anyway, ma ‘error’ was in mentioning in some exchange or other with the dear Lady, that I could do with a bit of fear and torment. This, though it has been said before, was not very wise, and unlike with previous mentions, she decided to teach me a wee lesson

An so, fer our scheduled chat at 11pm I was to be dressed in stockings with suspenders, heels, and a new maids uniform which had managed to rest fine in its packet since it was purchased some time ago! In addition, I was to wear quite a large posture collar, and clamps on my tongue, and both lips with finally my ankle and wrist chain set, oh, and kneel.

Now I know I say silly things, but I’m not actually silly and so i spent some time working out a) how to get into new uniform, and b) what to put on last, and as close to 11pm as possible, cause some of that lot was gonna hurt!! And as it turned out the ‘lace’ part of uniform was another kind of torture, as it was as itchy as hell!

I was fully ready for about 10:50pm in case She came online early, and by the time She appeared at around 11:05, ma tongue and lips were sore, and the effects of the collar were being felt. I was also drooling all over the place, and being on my knees with chain set, typing was hindered, not to mention I couldn’t have a Dram and a fag with ‘gag’ as it was.

But it was only a wee while later that I learnt the purpose of the set up, and I could (try) and negotiate ma way out of clamps and collar. There was also a further wee hindrance, in the fact I was also randy!

Now for those not in the ‘know’, I am hindered in any ‘play’ by a) permission, and b) more importantly (for this account to make sense), by 4 piercings (down there), two segment rings through foreskin (large), and a further two at the bottom of the scrotum…………………. And if that’s wasn’t bad enough, there is a metal ‘messaged’ tag on each segment ring, which can’t be removed. This all ensures that any play is either near impossible, and also very noisy, and the ‘final’ goal sometimes cannot be scored! But since permission is such a rare thing, I have to make the effort when a chance comes along (that’s where I am a bit stupid).

And so, the ‘Price’ of collar and clamps coming of was having to write this account and put it up here along with the new photos…………… which was kinda OK, but for the fact I could also have ma chance at ‘relief’ With the added cuffs, and kneeling still, I tried to find a suitable grip to ‘hold’ tags that otherwise ‘flap’ from foreskin, and also cup the two lower tags to lessen the noise. I was getting nowhere, I couldn’t find ‘the grip’, or it kept slipping, and one way or another things were becoming a tad sore. After being ‘allowed’ more time (which may have been added cruelty) I had to suffer ignominious defeat, but at least (semi) private, and settle for sore bits, frustrations, and a red face.

If Mistress doesn’t think this account is suitable, then I fear the next one has been threatened with ‘at least’ additional hindrance of thumbcuffs next time round, for both the negotiations and the ‘Report’ write-up. That could be ever so slightly hard & time consuming. And the dear Lady keeps saying ‘don’t worry, things can always be worse’!!


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 Age: 22
 Los angeles, California