So a friend and I were discussing a guy we both know, and he's a neat guy, a little uptight, but when he speaks of books or poetry, we're both entranced. So a conversation took place where we both placed bets on the fact that he's S&M, but she convinced he's a bottom and she's having torrid fantasy of spanking him while looking at him. I'm not. And I said to her, I like so and so, because the sex would be awesome, but the conversations would be better because we're both into the same things. And she nods and says yes, but so and so (the first guy I mentioned) would probably be more twisted and kinky.

I laughed and said, yeah but the conversations would be great once he took my ball gag out.


She almost drove off the road.

Fuck it. I don't even know what to say now.

"We" (a collective "we" not "wii" or a royal "We") have created a special journal that is essentially for us, but that we are willing to share with others. But, since the very nature of the journal is very sensitive, and since it's not just me involved, you need to ask, and we'll invite. Don't expect any kaya_s-esque posts, since he's not a sadist (of course not, those Lone Ranger and Tonto jokes are totally acceptable when you can't flee) but it's a journal of that nature so near and dear to more than a few of us perverts. Mostly we're hoping it's an evolution of how we progress. And if we say no, go ahead and be insulted. We aren't letting you on there because you suck.

Dear prospective idiot,

It's bad enough that your picture of yourself as a "master" on collarme look like your average serial killer/rapist/baby eater but must on top of that MUST you add stupidity? There's a reason my profile says WILL NOT RELOCATE. So it's clear you've proved what a moron you are by emailing me from fucking Bucharest and telling me I'm coming to live with you.



Love and Kisses,
The World

My Soul's Haven Profile

OK, I think I answered them all. That should help and it's printable.

Stubbornly refusing to cry when you are getting your ass smacked? Does not earn you bonus points. (just so you know, I think it should) Poking when there's been a rule made about NO poking? Just suffice it to say, when he says no poking, he means just you. He gets to poke all he wants and then some. Life is totally unfair this way. This may also be a good time to point out that waking a man twice your size up after he's only had 2 hours sleep is a BAD IDEA. Repeat, BAD IDEA. And anyone who says they are right behind you is full of shit.

Also, blanket of invisibility? Total fail. Don't buy one of these. Go talk to the guy selling magic beans. They might actually work. Wrapping up inside it then stating that you are invisible does not make it so. They can see right through that blanket, grab you and suddenly yank you to a spot with better leverage mentally and physically. Ah yes. I recall this sensation. It starts out with me thinking "oh fuck, this is bad". And the next time someone begins to giggle, stifle her cause apparently he CAN take on two at the same time. Who knew that Daddy was also Superman?

Candy necklaces, no matter how much they resemble fruit loops, are not fruit loops. And eating 4 or more apiece for breakfast along with Aero's and pure cane sugar soda is bad. Especially when the sadistic bastard with you decides it's now a good idea to go get breakfast at Friendly's and order two green looking maidens the largest breakfasts on the menu. It is also not ok to nearly have hysterics when you read on the menu that they have a "Lumberjack Special". Big sister will drive her heel into your feet in order to shut you up. Heel hurts worse when he orders his eggs "over easy". Choking while your foot is being shredded by heeled Mary Jane's sucks. The plus side to this is that daddy is NOT a fan of cleaning vomit off his nice new truck, and merely looks amused when he asks to have our barely eaten breakfasts wrapped to go. He is also not mean enough to pull a "Daddy Dearest" and have it served for our next four meals.

Never invite your teenage neighbors over to meet your friends. They will suddenly be confessing more than you want to know and you can't look your tenant in the eye for weeks because you've learned he has a MAJOR, MAJOR foot fetish. We aren't talking he admires nice shoes, he wants her to step on him, force him to kiss her boots, and in general humiliate him. Also not okay, a few weeks later, said "submissive" male grabbing said "dominant" female by the neck area and frog marching her into the house and beating her with the crop he has just grabbed out of YOUR house. SO not okay at all. Also, have seen more of friend's asses than I really want to see ever again. Good side? Trade thigh high purple boots with female so that you can get her cast iron red enamel sink in exchange. Free Trade rocks.


Partying with college students, even if they are also your fellow students and friends? Bad idea. Amusing sides include the two geniuses who decide to do something called a "box ninja". This involves yanking your pants down around your ankles, and pulling your shirt over your head. Tell you what, you aren't stealthy, and you fail at ninja. I am pleased however that you recognize Canadian politeness at it's finest when you are told that if you burst in again unannounced you'll be turned into his personal hand puppets. (also, do not tell this to the flamer in the backyard. He looked far too intrigued) Also amusing is the fact that you have to females circulating the party with riding crops randomly hitting people who simply blink and ask for another. They are that drunk. Good sides also include the fact that the hosts of the party left an exceptionally clean (if condom strewn) backyard and you don't even have to go down there and re-clean at all.

But don't cheer just yet my fellow fetishists. It's £350.00 (that's $695 for us Yanks) a pop. But what a neat little idea. Beats dressing up in 15 layers of ruffles and an inch of white face makeup to get that Frozen Charlotte look that certain types like.

I finally made the leap and invested in a gag. It's cheap and probably not the best made. It's not a novelty gag, but I don't think it's top of the line either. There will be no locking with this one. Sorry all my wishful thinkers who read me and never comment. And I have had latex issues before but never severe. Of course, I've never shoved latex into my mouth either so we'll see how it goes.



They did have a more traditional gag, and I do want to get one, but I needed one right away. And this seemed to fit the needs.


I've still got Eden Fantasy Toys in my list of great companies, but the prices at this place can't be beat. So make sure you check them out.
I got the above gag for about $10 with the shipping and I saw a lot of stuff under $10. They also have free shipping on orders over $25. AND they take Paypal.

I found this very well written. It's about people commenting on kink journals with seemingly well meant comments who really, shouldn't say a damn word.

In other news, I'm depressed. I'll talk about it when I'm up to it.

So along with figging (ginger) I like toothpaste for S&M play. Now it's healthy too!! Common toothpaste ingredient has been shown to kill HPV in the lab. That's right, toothpaste may help prevent cervical cancer.

I can't stop giggling. kaya_s should I give more suggestions? The red Close Up. Like about a peas sized bit rubbed in.

I've got a lollipop porn bitch.

So if you ever get this urge to join Rochester spanking circle...don't. The moderator is majorly fucking creepy.

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I lost my stupid Slave Register number for like 3 days. Someone had asked for it, and of course, that's when you can't find it. Then I recalled I had placed an a paper with the number in my jewelery box. Huzzah. I rock.

Are these not the cutest???????? I need them BOTH!! For fashion statements only. I am not declaring anything. Hear me??

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ni-hao-ma...So the word of the day today is "slave". I am a slave. I am not "a submissive". The word "submissive" boys and girls, that word, is an adjective. As opposed to a NOUN. Which is an object. So continuing to call me "a sub" will only get you the remark that I am not a sandwich and kindly do not make food references to the fat bitch or she will eat your head. Ok so we are clear now, say it with me now, "There is no such thing as 'a submissive' ". Now repeat after me "I am sleeping/fucking/rimming a SUBMISSIVE WOMAN". The "submissive" describes her nature. Not what she is.See? Look mom...no nouns:


submissive
Adjective
1 submissive inclined or willing to submit to orders or wishes of others or showing such inclination; "submissive servants"; "a submissive reply"; "replacing troublemakers with more submissive people"
2 slavish, subservient, submissive abjectly submissive; characteristic of a slave or servant; "slavish devotion to her job ruled her life"; "a slavish yes-man to the party bosses"- S.H.Adams; "she has become submissive and subservient"
3 submissive willing to submit without resistance to authority; deferent

English is a beautiful thing. Stop fucking it up with your intermittent Engrish.

Cross posted.

So. Guess what showed up today? I'm pretty impressed with delivery times on this company so far. It was ordered the 9th and arrived today in my mailbox. Nice plain brown box with an address that doesn't sound like an adult toy store, and the paddle was wrapped in bubble wrap in a long box.

I guess I thought this was bigger for some reason. But, it is 12" long and about 3" at it's widest point. So it's actually a rather nice size. Not that I plan on being the one holding it or anything....