Blogs, journals, diaries by folks engaged in some aspect of M/f D/s, DD as lifestyle or play

A master writes of the obligations that come with being the recipient of a slave’s unconditional adoration:

I am often in a position where my slave explains to me, that she believes me to be smart, cunning and the best possible choice she could have made in her life, that I cannot possibly fail her and that all the doubts I have about my abilities are unfounded, that indeed I have become her, very personal, god.

While that is flattering and your first reaction might be to puff your chest and strut around proudly like a peacock you should stop and think. As a Master you need to continually improve your skills and the way you interact with your slave. You need to understand not only what you are doing but how you are doing it and in what way it will influence your slave.

Her Owner…

A female slave explains the whys and wherefores of her blog:

“Slave musings” was created under Masters directions. Master created O/our blog as a means for me to share O/our experiences with people of like interests as well as for people who were curious about the world of Master/slave; Dominance/submission; Sadism/masochism.

Master also created “Slave musings” as an avenue for me to express my feelings with regards to submission and slavery without hesitation, editing or judgement.

What do i expect readers to learn from my entries?

As readers journey through O/our experiences; the challenges and triumps; i would hope that each person receives a sense of awareness and understanding of the diverse and pleasureable world of alternative intimacy. i know that throughout my twenties i felt a sense of shame for my desires and i wish to bring a sense of freedom and acceptance with all that i share so others do not feel isolated or alone with hers/his own cravings.

Slave musings

A mishap with an email tool caused me to lose a couple of messages pointing me to the writers’ blogs. If you’ve sent me a note and I haven’t responded that is likely why.

The easiest thing to do is quote part of her conract:

6 Month Contract to Your GOD

You will have your body ready for your GOD at any given moment he feels he wants to use it.

You will never ask your GOD for sexual pleasure it is a gift given from Him to you when He sees fit.

Initiating sex will loose you 1 IOU of GOD’s choosing and 1 “wank token” (see below)

Never expect to receive pleasure during any sexual contact between you and your GOD, if you do not have sufficient pleasure from what He is doing then it is your own fault and you cannot blame Him. Complaints will loose you 2 “wank tokens”

If your GOD requires you to take on the dominant role for sexual contact to take place, then this is a gift for you – you will again resume as the humble servant as soon as your GOD has expelled His pleasure upon you.
You will bathe and shave your GOD each and every Saturday as early in the day as feasible.

Your GOD will want rimming & pegging every Saturday night. Pegging IOU’s are only to be redeemed Monday-Thursday. (see below)

On your GOD’s birthday you are to arrange a sex gathering with no less than one extra female. There can be as many women there, but the is to be no men involved.

You will be given 8 of 12 “I.O.U”s that were written by you before contract was finalised, at the beginning of each month these will be things that you think you may want during that month. You may produce said IOU’ through that month and request things that you might need or want, they will need to be handed in at least three hours before the commencement. With a six hour time limit, giving you three hours to initiate renewal of said IOU. With you being able to use a max of 2 in any 24hr period. These I.O.U’s DO NOT carry over to the next month – if you are left with any at the end of the month then you must hand them back to your GOD. You will collect a new eight on the first day of each month,

Girl With Two Red Shoes

An excerpt from a remarkable ramble that captures that pesky craving for intensity:

Still craving some mad, crazy, intense and horrifying pain and use and yet I’m craving intense sweetness and love at the same time.

I think things have just been very “middle of the road” lately. A bit of this, a bit of that but not enough of any specific to sate.

The last few times we’ve fucked it’s been very….

Hmmm….

I feel like a pocket toy.

Just a few holes he can wrap around his dick and be done with it.

Good, in some ways, since part of me feeds upon that sort of use but it would be better if he were more verbal about it, if he poked at the pain of it more.

Does that make sense?

I guess some people would simply thrive on it but I”m just kind of like… eh… yay.

The reality of it is I’m jonesing for some very verbal, slap me around, drag me around, put me in my place shit and when what I get is simple, rather unemotional use it doesn’t do much for me.

Which would be okay if he was like, “yeah, fuck you, it’s not supposed to do anything for you” but it’s not been like that.

A View from the Floor