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REBLOG – What I have learned

I am once again reblogging a post written by my friend Vile. You can find his blog HERE.

Not only do I unconditionally agree with his post, it is important to spread this so one can think about what Vile has so eloquently written.
Greed is a very consuming negative aspect of one’s life yet it has nothing positive except for feeding envy, hate and so much more.

What I have Learned

I learned about greed at an early age. I remember deer hunting at 14. I invited a friend, while hunting one early morning I shot a buck. We would clean right there on the spot because it was to hard getting the whole deer back home. As we were packing I noticed once we were through he had taking way more than half. That was the last invitation. I figured he needed it worse than I did so I said nothing.

Hunting was something I enjoyed it was my get away. I remember I would go squirrel hunting and I would take Mrs Wright my catch and she would cook squirrel dumplings for me.

I have learned that Drama is a cancer, and the only cure is to cut it off at the source. If you feed on their drama is just complicates your life.

I’ve learned that if people are to quick to help they have their own agenda.

I have learned once an abuser always an abuser, you are just wired that way, and there is no cure.

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REBLOG – What Is A Good Dominant #BDSM #submission #Dominance

I have read Vile’s new post with much attention and pleasure. As always he nails it right down in his own unsurpassed way. Anyone can pretend to be something they are not. Doing so tells a lot about that person, who he/she is, for what he or she stands. They stand for nothing. They are losers, nobodies. They do not have the guts to someone. It is much easier to pretend and in doing so they lie to themselves. That would not be so bad but unfortunately a lot of these fakes make victims. If you lose your money because you believed that man/woman to be financial genius, too bad. But being abused or raped by a fake Dom when you have trusted him is even worse.

Vile wants to make you aware of the dangers when you are searching for a Dominant. Vile gives you the knowledge to recognize the false ones.
For that my Friend I thank you.

So here it goes…

What Is A Good Dominant

You know while it is not written anywhere Dominants do have what is called a code of Honor.

At one time what set us apart were the strict protocols that were put in place, and there was a time not only did those who were slaves and submissive followed them, but Dominants did as well.

In the lifestyle we were held to higher standards , because well not only was it expected, but we were leaders. Sometime ago it took a very long time for a Dominant to become recognized within the community, it was not a title that was just giving out or a title someone could claim. As a Matter of fact many were not accepted in the local community just because of who they were and what they stood for.
So yes there was a time when protocol’s were indeed protocol’s and they were followed.

Then the internet boom, all of this information was online and available , and just as with anything you read you can take parts of this and parts of that, and come up with your own ideas.

Then somewhere along the line what we believed in and what we stood for began to fade away. Protocols were being lost in the pile of confusion.

While at a local MAsT several months ago this topic came up and as I was speaking about how things use to be another Dominant stepped in.

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REBLOG – KIss the slave

One again I have the pleasure reblogging a post written by my friend Vile for his very interesting blog The Kinky World of Vile.

I particularly liked this writing because it is one of the rare moments where Master Vile’s shares a more personal moment between him and his Arianna. Yet he stays courteous and discrete.
All by all it is a deliciously sensual account and I very much enjoyed reading it.


Kiss The Slave

Giving him the power to Destroy , but trusting him not to. Those are powerful words. Total unquestioned submission.

Have you as a Dominant ever sat back and just looked at your property, and thinking to yourself she is mine? I have created exactly what I needed and wanted. See in the Masters eyes it is about the slaves needs. The wants have nothing to do with anything. If the needs are met, the wants just fall into place.

Submission your partner kneels in front of you waiting and hoping you will use her. This is when your slave gets the most pleasure. Being used and knowing she had made her Master happy.

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REBLOG – Do You Really Need To Train Your Submissive ?

My friend Vile wrote an inspiring post and it is a little different from his other posts.

I totally agree with Vile when it comes to my own D/s relationship with Princess. There was no training involved and the D/s dynamics installed itself in a very natural way. At that time we already enjoyed at its fullest the pleasures of BDSM. Princess and I knew what we needed out of a relation and gradually the D/s grew. Yet I can imagine that newbies to D/s or very young people will find it more difficult to establish this kind of relational dynamics without training or whatever one wants to call it.

Do You Really Need To Train Your Submissive ?

The truth is , no you do not. I know this sounds weird coming from me, but in a real perfect world no training is really required.

Many of you who are in active relationships have really had no type of formal training. Having no training can be okay and find if you are in the right hands.

Now you ask me how is having no training possible and being in a D’s relationship even possible ? How can a D’s relationship work with no training at all?

To train someone is to change someone into something the Dominant wants or needs. Training can be mild to extreme. Training can be very loving, or it can be very hard and strict. That would mainly depend on the Dominant or Master.

If you are truly a Submissive and you have the need to serve, in the right hands no formal training is really required.

Here is my thoughts and my reasoning. You have a lion who gives birth to a cub, once the cub is old enough to learn how to hunt it already has the basic instincts. What the cub now needs it for the lion to teach it how to use the skills it has already.

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REBLOG – Rituals And Protocols

One again Vile has posted a very interesting article, this time about Rituals And Protocols in a D/s or M/s relationship.

You can find Vile’s blog via The Kinky World Of Vile.

So here it goes…

In any D’s or M’s relationship Rituals are needed, just as protocols. Both of those words equal structure. You need some type of structure in a lifestyle relationship for it to work, because if you do not implement anything your relationship will not be able to move forward.

This also depends on how much effort your Dominant wants to put into the relationship. It depends on what he wants out of the relationship.

So ask yourself this question or questions. Am I truly a Submissive? Am I truly a Slave? If so what is it I need? Do I need to follow rules? Will I follow rules if giving to me? Is your life turned upside down now ? Do you want it correct if it is? Is your life out of control? Do you want it corrected if it is?

Maybe your just a bedroom submissive. Maybe you just want to give up control once the door is closed. Let your Dom have his way, once finished and the door is open your back to the girl next door. There is nothing wrong with that.

Rituals may vary from relationship to relationship but I can assure you they are needed. Arianna has several. One being greeting me at the door, kneeling arms stretched out head down. This is something she implemented on her own. The other is kneeling while I am in the shower, once out she dries me off, a ritual.

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REBLOG – Are You A Submissive Push Over ? You Have Rights You Know #BDSM

Reblogged from an article my friend Vile posted on his excellent blog The Kinky World Of Vile. By reblogging I agree with what Vile, an advocate against abuse, writes.

 

You know it seems many who are new to the lifestyle are really gullible, because you believe anything your told, and without asking questions you just follow knowing something is not right.

I have talked about this before, when your first meeting a new Dominant or maybe a Daddy Dom.

You have to ask questions, and you have to know what questions to ask. Going into a relationship you already have some knowledge about what your role in the lifestyle you would like to take part in.
You have been reading, or maybe you have talked to others, so you have an idea what your role would be. You cannot let someone tell you what they think your role is.

Your a Slave, and you can be convinced you are, your a baby girl and you can be giving a few reasons and you will believe it. Only you truly knows who you are.

You also have to ask questions when you first meet, but there is a little known trick called Dominance through intimidation and most fall for it every time.

You will call me Sir, there will be no eye contact. You will wear a skirt with no panties.
You know coming from a Dominant those are really pretty stupid request, and have very little to do with D’s. None of the above have anything to do with submission when your first meeting someone.

One you have both agreed to enter a relationship, the no eye contact thing can be used as a training tool, but the subject of training is a whole new story..

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Moments with Princess #ASMSG #EroticRomance #BDSM #Dominance #submission

Thursday evenings are Princess’ sleepover nights.
She arrived at twenty-two something wearing her red dress and she looked absolutely stunning.

We kissed and then she took off her dress. It was way to hot in the apartment due to the heat wave that hit us a few days ago. It beats the grey and rainy days we had the past few weeks but at night there is just too much heath.

Princess talked about her day at work. It is something I find important because I know she needs it. A bigger part of her working day is filled with 5 to 6 interviews with people who are not fit for the regular labor market because they are (mentally) ill or have an IQ way below average. It is not always easy to let go of these mostly drama stories and some of them remind her of Stella or her kid’s father.

Then we discussed Vile‘s short, The Breaking of Sabrina. Princess liked the storyline. Hot and arousing were some of the words she used describing her impressions.
We talked some more, Princess and I, about the questions Vile had send me like kind of an interview.

I read her my answers and we discussed them and then we talked about the lifestyle and how it has changed us and how we are so happy and complete where we are now and how we are embracing its evolution in our relation.
Fortunately Little A. was staying at a friend’s place so we could open the terrace’s window and that of our bedroom and leave the doors open. We were desperate, it was so hot and not even the slightest breeze to bring much-needed cooling.

Princess waited for me, kneeled on her red cushion at the side of our bed.

We hugged and I gave her permission to get into bed.

“Let me enjoy your scent,” I said and Princess lifted her arms behind her head.

Delicious and arousing it was and I took her.
Princess was already wet and so welcoming.
A good girl she is.

After a few minutes I stopped, rolled off her and jumped out of the bed.
“Come,” I said.
Princess got out too and I closed our bedroom door. I noticed a faint smile sliding over her beautiful face.
I positioned her about two feet from the door and placed her hands against the wood and kicked the inside of her ankles until her legs were spread enough.

The rubber whip makes almost no sound except for the sexy whooshing when the strands fly trough the air.
It was intense and the blows hard. Every so often I swayed the whip up between her legs so her pussy got whipped too.
I don’t like half work.
When Princess was on the brink of an orgasm I stopped.

I got a rubber and showed it to her so Princess was aware of what was to follow.
“You know the position, girl. Do it. Now,” I groaned.

Back on the bed Princess kneeled spreading her legs and leaned on her forearms, her delicious ass sticking up.
I positioned myself behind Princess and even there she was ready and waiting for me.
Did I ever mention she is a really good girl?

Then I started fucking Princess’ ass, my left hand leaning on her lower back and my right holding her hair pulling her head back.
It was way to hot to keep this relentless pace so I finally pushed her away and got rid of the rubber.

My heart pounded as if it wanted to jump out of my chest and my body was covered with sweat.

“Oh my,” I sighed.

Soon enough Princess had my cock in her mouth. I helped her and then she drank me and after that Princess kissed me.
Yeah, I like it when she does that. I like to taste myself while kissing Princess.
It is a huge turn-on.

Before falling asleep I told Princess she was allowed to have one orgasm.

“Thank you, Milord,” she whispered not much later, trembling and shivering and holding me ever so tight.

I did not sleep very well.

We live on the second floor but with the window open people talking in the street could sound like being in our room.

Somewhere during the night I closed the window and then it got too hot and then there were those fucking mosquitos.

At 05:15 Stella texted a very irrelevant message. Something about not having enough face cloths and bath towels anymore and wondering if her mom had taken them away.
Princess did not reply.

We woke up an hour and a half later.
It still is my favorite instant of the day. Just opening my eyes, rising out a deep sleep and seeing Princess lying next to me.
It is and always will be an amazing moment.

I was horny and jokingly I told her to keep her armpits far away from me. Of course Princess did the opposite and her scent aroused me and I forced her on her back and fucked her.

The poor thing never knew what hit her and after just a few poundings Princess simply came.
Maybe it was because I bit her shoulder fiercely. I know, I should have known better. After all it is summer and thus hot and short sleeve time.

At 07:00 Stella texted again telling her mom she had been awake for a long time, yeah we noticed, and now felt way to tired to go to work by bicycle. It is after all almost 3 kilometers.

Princess looked at me for help.
Outside the sun was shining.
“No,” I said, “don’t give in. If she insists, text me, I’ll take care of it. But for now I want you to go to work without stress.”
“Okay”, Princess said.

At noon I picked Princess up from work and we went for a walk in the woods.
On her bare shoulder I saw the very clear oval mark of my teeth.
Princess did not care though.

We walked for a while and it was so cool under the trees and we talked some more, mostly about the questions Vile had send me.
Our time was to short though and much to soon I had to drop Princess off at her work again.

Image found on the Internet. Author unknown.
Image found on the Internet. Author unknown.

REBLOG – Red Flags

Reblog from Vile’s blog The Kinky World Of Vile

Red Flags

There have been a string of Deaths in the BDSM community over the last year. Two recent was a man in Tennessee who died after being bound and left alone for more than 20 hrs. His wife is being charged, or has been. The idea was probably his but she should of been there the whole time.

Then the recent suicide of a 22 year old submissive. I will call her Pocketmouse the few times I met her she was a very bubbly soul, with a lot of energy.
Once you enter into a relationship it is only then the true colors start to come to light. Once you move in things can change from good to bad at the blink of an eye.
Some have even said well they can just leave, well you know it is not always that easy. Most feel trapped and they have no where to turn, and the abuse just continues to grow and one feels smothered.

Okay , so most of my blog is not about kinky shit, its not about how I fuck my slave.

Just as people stand on the street corner and scream at the top of their lungs Jesus saves. I do the same when it comes to violence and abuse..

If I bore you or you do not agree with me, then don’t click on the link. If you think I am wrong then speak up, although I think I know everything I just may see it your way. Anything is possible.

I found this on Fetlife someone shared it and gave permission to use it…

It gives a ton of warning signs to look out for. It does not have to be everyone of them, if you recognize just a few seek help…..

You can even reach out to me…..
viledesire62@aol.com

In light of and in response to the recent incident in TN and other incidents that have come to light, I’m posting these red flags. Take heed no matter how you identify yourself; s-type, D-type, Top, bottom or anything in between.

•Tries to separate you from your friends, family or BDSM community.

•Avoids talking about personal details. Gets mad when you ask or quickly ends the conversation or answers questions with questions.

•Has no BDSM references or friends you can talk to. Gets angry when you ask for references or ask around about them.

Continue reading on Vile’s Blog by CLICKING HERE

Toot-Toot Blog Tour Coming Through

My friend Vile has invited me to join his “Blog Tour,” which I accept with great appreciation and pleasure. So thank you, Vile.
I am a big fan of his blog The Kinky World of Vile and if you don’t know it then check it out.

What is the idea behind this Blog Tour?
It’s pretty simple. Answer the 4 questions about yourself and post the answers on your blog page and then invite a few other bloggers that you admire to join in on the fun and include links to their blogs on your page.

What am I working on at the moment?
Princess and I are shooting BDSM inspired photographs. It is an ongoing project we work on when we feel like doing so. It is private stuff or images for my blog.
A few weeks ago I started my Thursday’s Photograph project. The idea behind this project is to be creative “on command”.
I would love to write short stories, I have even a few plot lines ready. The only thing holding me back is my limited notion of the English language.

How does my work differ from others of its genre?
I have no idea if it does differ and if so in what way. I know my writing is mostly very personal. It is a very private, honest and, I hope, inspiring diary I am sharing with the world.

Why do I write what I do?
I enjoy reading about the lifestyle we, Princess and I, share. It helps me grow, helps me better understand the underlying dynamics and how they work together. Writing about the lifestyle forces me to think even deeper over what we do, how we experience and live it. It helps me grow even more as a partner and a Dominant. I also like to ventilate how beneficial this BDSM relationship is for Princess and me. Writing also helps me canalize my thoughts.

How does my writing process work?
I spend about 2 hours a day driving to and from work. Most of my ideas are born during these moments of relative solitude. For some reason there are ideas that rapidly become more viable than others. Then I start processing this newborn, narrating it in my head, moulding it until it is a story or a post.  I cross-out, reshape and modify my text in my mind. This part can take an hour or a few days.
When I finally write it down my text is almost in its definitive shape.
Sitting in front of my computer with an empty document to start with does not work for me. I find it, for example, very difficult writing a reply to a post on the fly.

 Here are 4 bloggers I love reading and would like to invite on this tour.

Stella Kiink

Love Hate Sex Cake – Musings of a libidinous life

Little Kaninchen

My life as a Sexually Submissive Woman

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Princess’s Collar

An article I recently read on my friend Vile’s excellent blog  ‘The Kinky World of Vile” about “The Collaring Process” inspired me to write this blog post.

Princess has a collar but for now she wears it only on specific occasions. Don’t forget that we don’t life together yet and there are (young) kids at her home and Little A. is often at my place too. We both consider our engagement rings as a far more powerful symbol of our commitment to one another.

I bought the collar some 5 months after Princess offered me the gift of her submission. Of course we talked about it before getting it and I told Princess what style of collar I had in mind. I did not want her to have a dime a dozen kind of collar but I am not handy enough to make one myself.

The collar and matching leach I finally picked out for Princess is handcrafted and made of very soft leather. I bought it in a nearby store specialized in high quality products for dogs and cats.

One evening I gave it to Princess. I had it gift wrapped in a beautiful wooden box, but we did not hold a ceremony.

Although Princess agreed being collared at first she did not like wearing it at all. It took a while before she understood the meaning, what it symbolized and I think I am in a way to blame for that. Maybe I should have done this in a different way. Maybe is anyway to late now.

That was then and we are now.

When we go to the Fetish Café Princess wears her collar with great pride. It makes her feel safe too knowing it indicates she is owned and nobody will annoy her in any way.

At home Princess wears the collar mostly when we play and afterwards Princess likes to keep in on while we travel through the night in each others arms.

On several occasions Princess told me it makes her feel a little sad when I take the collar away.

I would like it very much though if Princess would wear it more often when we are at home and not only when we play. Why I don’t know exactly. I guess it is the feeling, what it stands for. And it looks simply great on Princess.

For us both Princess’s collar is a wonderful symbol expressing the intensity of our relationship and how very special it is.

Princess' Collar