The Master makes a guest appearance.

My girl was telling me about something she read and she was reluctant to post anything about it because she goes out of her way to not make waves with anyone. I, on the other hand, don’t usually give a shit.   :)   I rarely post anything here and I thought this was as good a time as any to rock the boat.

Libby, of “a submissive’s musings” made a post about some “Domme” who said “I am looking for someone who wants a young, sexy Mistress or Princess to spoil, adore and OBEY. If you are ready to be My pay pig, then contact Me now. You must be prepared to PROVE you want to spoil Me financially by sending Me a small donation or gift certificate. If you are not ready to spoil Me with gifts, then KEEP IT MOVING.

Apparently, this “Domme” has links to stores so guys can shower her with tokens of their devotion to her uberness, and they can also buy her crusty, old, used drawers at the low, low price of 2 for $40. Several people agreed with her less than favorable assessment of that “Domme”, and several disagreed. I happen to agree with all the commenters. How can that be? Well, like most men in my position, I generally agree with the notion that there are no rules in this lifestyle, and the whole “your kink is not my kink but that’s OK” philosophy. However, if I was going to be truly honest to myself and the world, I’d have to admit that I find the entire FemDom idea to be preposterous. I have broad shoulders and I can take the hate that will surely rain down on me for saying that, but I have my reasons and to me, they are quite valid. I certainly don’t expect any submissive male to change his way of thinking just because I say so and I would never tell anyone else how to live his or her life as long as it doesn’t directly or adversely affect me or mine.

None of us need to pretend to like or understand the way other people live, we don’t even have to accept it, we just have to leave them alone to live however they want to because it’s none of our business. Libby makes a valid point about how the vanilla world looks at “our world” and when they see crap like that, they look at all of us the same way. Frankly, I don’t give a baboon’s fat, red ass what anyone thinks of the way we live our lives, vanilla or not. They can accept it or they can “KEEP IT MOVING” as the crusty panty “Domme” would say. I will continue to tell my girl how to dress, when to shut up, when to suck and when to speak. I’ll spank, slap, cuff, gag, blind and hood her when I damn well please and I’ll put holes in her flesh when and where I please. No one but her has to accept or understand any of it and I don’t give a damn that the vanilla world will NEVER accept lifestyles that veer too far from missionary in the bed with the lights off. (That sounds like some kind of attempt to put an end to a game of Sex Clue.) We will never be able to practice the more daring parts of our lifestyles in public without fear of legal and religious persecution, but just as a fat, smelly woman can wear sweats and a tube top to Target, you can wear your collar and rings and tattoos and brands as well, just be prepared to be laughed at, frowned upon and pointed toward. Don’t do anything illegal, or even borderline illegal in public and most of us will be able to live and let live. Religious zealots and related nutjobs will always be zealots and nutjobs, just steer clear of them and/or vote them out.

The moral of my story is, I’m selling my rancid, holey, stuck to the carpet, used to be white socks for $5 a pair. Contact me here for the Paypal link.

~MD

An Anniversary Spanking

We had a nice quiet dinner in the Quad Cities for our One Year Anniversary. Then we went shopping and i got few things for my birthday. It was a really nice evening and it ended with a bang. When we got home Master blindfolded me, and cuffed me in “The Box”. He left me in there for what seemed like a long time and with the lights off, it’s completely pitch black in there. i actually like spending time in there. As soon as He puts me in there i enter some type of “head space”. It’s a good place to be and it helps me get more into my submission than just about anything else.

When He finally took me out, He lead me into the bedroom and had me lie on the bed. i was pretty sure that i was in for a fairly intense spanking and i was right. He had me screaming into my gag in no time. He started with the flogger then He switched to the crop (i hate that thing!). He used the leather paddle some and that really put me over the edge. i was completely wasted by the time He started spanking me with His hand and my butt was on fire! i found myself going through a number of different emotions and the one that i always remember is anger. i always wonder why He puts me through more pain when i’m already in so much pain to begin with. Then i come to the conclusion that the “normal” pain that i’m in isn’t a submission type of pain. He subjects me to this type of pain to give me an opportunity to prove to Him that i’m willing to endure this pain for Him. Although i fight the temptation to be angry with Him i end up feeling good about myself and happy that i was able to please Him.

When the spanking was over, He uncuffed me, took the gag off and used me for His pleasure. By the time He was finished with me i could barely even talk, forget walking and functioning like a human being. i was completely fried and it felt good. We talked for a long time and it ended up to be an awesome night.

Today has been a bad day for me as i have felt just awful. i had to skip my bowling night because my head was just hurting too bad. It’s a good thing that i didn’t go to bowling because i was sick when we got home from having supper and running errands. i’m going to head to bed and pretend this day never happened and hope that tomorrow is a much better day.

Peace to you and yours!

MD’s treasure

Happy Halloween!!!!!

i love Halloween, have i mentioned that? =) We had trick or treaters last night instead of tonight so tonight has been really quiet. We had quite a few kids until we ran out of candy and then we left for Master’s mom’s house. She had candy for us even though all her kids are grown, she still gives us all candy every year! Not a bad deal, i think. i talked to my sister for a minute tonight while she was handy out candy and she said that she’ll have over 500 kids as she has in the years past. Now THAT’S a lot of candy!

Well i have just completed my absentee ballot for the election. i’ll take it to the City Hall on election day and i can only hope that everyone out there plans on voting. This is such an important election year, i won’t thrust my political opinions on anyone, all i will do is encourage everyone that is eligible to get out there and vote!!

Night before last Master decided that i needed a good spanking seeing that He hasn’t given me a “good one” in a while. He had me strip after we had supper and kept me like that until bed time. When He took me to bed we were laying there watching TV and out-of-the-blue i felt His hand come down on my bare pussy so hard it brought tears to my eyes. It doesn’t take much to bring tears to my eyes however. i do O.K. having my ass spanked but when He spanks my pussy i have absolutely no tolerance for pain. He used His fingers to play with me a bit alternately spanking my pussy what seemed like as hard as He could. With every lash i cried out in pain but that didn’t seem to alter His plan in the least. He opted for a blow-job and He continued to spank my pussy. He said that with each smack i got wetter and wetter. i think that my mind hates it but my body feels differently.

By the time He decided to fuck what was His, i was soaking wet and ready for Him. That’s when He started spanking my ass and i’m sure He had visions of leaving nice red marks. i’m not sure if He left marks or not but it certainly felt red hot. He said afterward that i need a “maintenance spanking” so i’m guessing i’m in for another spanking soon. He doesn’t feel i got enough while He was fucking me so i’ll be in for more very soon.
i do know that when He spanks me, even just a little, it helps to “ground me” and gets me back in a slave-like mind, where i know i want and need to be.

i hope you all had a wonderful Halloween!!

Peace to you and yours,

MD’s treasure

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