The first thing is that while I could not be naked all the time I could wear very little so most of the time I wore only a towel. I was able to be very submissive without the knowledge of the vanillas I was with. I made their beds, made coffee and tea for them was extremely polite almost always did what they wanted to. Of course all the time hoping that my towel would fall and one of them would get the idea that I should remain like that as their naked servant for the rest of the trip that did not happen

Mount Tremblanc is sort of a party town so early in the mornings there was no one on the lake it was peaceful that was my reword as the vanillas would tell me that I did so much for them I should go out on the lake. I did find a lot of frustration in that my service was recognized for te wrong reason that I was being nice instead of being a slave and force to serve the dragon my mother in law.

I think the feeling of forced slavery did come out in me serving her it was not fun serving the old battle axe ther was no sexual feelings more of humiliation inside that I would serve one that I have come contempt for in past years. The feeling of humiliation that I gain in the service of a male Dom would come close to it but even more so as I gain some pleasure out of males I gained none from her. It was a lesson in what I enjoy and want.

Trying to serve two individuals that wanted different things was also bought out in me as a desire of mine. Though not extreme I can see the constant push and pull in two directions to be stimulating and demanding. While there was no corporal punishment there was a smile she got on her face almost saying she had won I was finally in my place.

It took me back to a time one night I was asked by a male Dom to be his houseboy at a private party he organize. He told me my rules that I would not be played with nor allowed to watch the play. I had to open the door and greet his guest I served drinks and when He and his partner and their friends went down stairs I was given the task to prepare the snack for after play and listen for one of the guest phones. It was a pleasurable evening of slavery.

I need a very strict and task oriented Master or mistress or both to gain pleasure far more based being in the army as a private where there are rules rigidly followed and everyone else is above me in the pecking order. Throw in cp, cbt, bondage and general torture and I am a happy slave.

The fantasy that I came away with is finding an English schoolteacher or teachers. That needs a naked servant /slave. Of course if they carried a yardstick, ruler, paddle or strap that would only intensify the situation especially if I had to write line on a black board, lol!

SO in keeping with my fantasy a challenge, if you find a spelling mistake or grammar mistake in the above post One day of no strings naked house work or house slavery for you. One day per mistake wiggle, wiggle as a friend would say. Oh the towel is optional should you not want to laugh too much. First five to respond with the mistakes .

Why

A questions put to me by some new friends why do I enjoy slaving for some one. The idea of being naked in a roomful of dressed people being treated as a nothing spanked and made fun should cause a disgust in most normal people should it not. Seeing some one whip another person should bring up all sorts of apprehension should it not.

Yet I so love being the center of attention showing off what little I have , acting subservient to some I would not consider my equal in achievements in vanilla life yet I rave so much for it. There acan be all sorts of reasons given, usually they say it has something to do with the childhoods of the slaves or Dominants yet after speaking to many noe really have the same experiences. The pressures of vanilla life or the position held in it again they are both slave and Dominants from the sames positions and status so that for me cannot explain the complex or simple way of like that the lifestyle is.

Our fantasies are made of complex ideas of being taken or taking yet we harp on consensually of the lifestyle.SO it is an individualistic thing for reason that will never be know to me I like cleaning a house naked under the scrutiny of a dominant with belt or paddle in hand. Like a good meal or drink perhaps it is better to enjoy the taste and not know why it taste that way I might find out that chocolate tastes like rhubarb yuck yuck yuck.

Going for a walk has always been a way to be alone. I guess a form of Hermit time you could say. It allows one to remove outside influences and concentrate on one's own thoughts. SO yesterday was just that a walk away from things.
The unfortunate thing is that you can go for a walk but I at least cannot walk away or truly escape if it is not for the vanilla interests then it is those of the lifestyle that draw upon me or worse those that do not investigate past their needs .

Just an ID sort of day.

It is complicated

When one uses the phrase "It's complicated" under relations ships one would think that it is not complicated to see that this person is not single at least to me. To me it means asked me and I will tell you about it or it means if you want single with no attachments or problems then best look at the next profile.

So I am worried now, dominants are supposed to be trusted with a slave's safety having total control over them right. Well do they read the same things slaves do more over do they read. Not one nor two as that just might be a random bit of bad luck nope five in the past three days. Yes they have contacted me with wonderful thoughts on slavery and if I was 18 I would now be working for the price of a airline ticket. At 28 I could have gone anywhere and started new no problem. Three males and two females have gone through the course of at least five emails without reading my profile past the part of my handle then they must have skipped down to the fun stuff. Fter the first email then I see the sane routine finding out what I like what I do then the schedule of of when I will be able to relocate. Frustrated I put a simple question polite but straight forward. " you do know I am attached?" Not bad that they selected me based solely on my picture and introduction but the anger that follows because they did not read past my handle. Worse that I am offering slavery to some one that does not understand the words I use or perhaps cannot read them because their other side is busy with their other hand and in case they read this that means you were pleasuring yourself. Yes I know Mornignstar I am not acting very slave like but really it I wanted this level of intelligence I would put the handle of the lead in my dogs mouth and the collar on my neck. I know at least he would lead with authority.

Now of course not all dominants of the five acted with anger two did not write back. Tow of the five were discussing my blog on being a toy some thing to be used with attachments hmm wonder why I would not want attachment hmm No wonder I am a switch and if one of those dominants are a switch two watch out for your ass my first task would be to give them five profiles and ten seconds t review each on every wrong answer ten strokes of the paddle hmm think that would be enough?

Is humiliation always part of slavery.

A slave to me has always carried a stigma of humiliation to it. To me it means tht they lost a battle or war. They were into strong enough to defend themselves against raiders or too week in power and were sold off by their own people. So humiliation through not be strong enough to win they are the losers. They could also be the victims of bullies. Little one brought up a point though what of those born into slavery and I speak only of historically/ Well quite true they did not loose but their parents must have and they are not willing to break out or revolt they are content to be lesser then their owners so there lies the humiliation to me. Much like those that do not stand up to bullies out of fear well that is their humiliation .

So still a firm believer that humiliation is part and parce of the slavery gig.

Revenge or wish for submission

I am off to see an old slave turned vanilla for a coffee this morning. I have to say during this period of time in my life I am having wonderfully submissive feelings spurred on by fantasies of having to be a slave to one of my ex slaves.

I would also say that my most submissive feelings have come from being in a submissive position with other slaves. Funny that the two times I have feel the most slave like and humiliated has been serving a submissive friend of mine and the other a former slave. Though I do not expect anything from today other then vanilla conversation the idea is very powerful. I guess it is just the time of my life and the submissive phase I am going through but wild thoughts abound.

A toy or aa slave

A toy.

A word used for many a thing. A toy in the lifestyle can represent a thing or a person.

When a thing it has purpose not only for what it was intended but as a mental stimulant for the one the toy is to be used on and perhaps to the one who will use it.

In reference to a person it is slightly different. It usually means someone that is used only at specific times such as a play party or perhaps as a prelude to sex. The person become s the slave, submissive or bottom for just that period of time.

Sadly, right now I feel relegate to being a toy. One deep down in the box that when found such comments as I thought I threw that out or oh my god does it still work. Not by choice but timing and circumstance has forced me to accept that the lifestyle demands more flexibility and freedom then any other lifestyle based on rules, restrictions and at the end of it acceptance or understanding.

The Vanillas like to say how open they are but only of things they can understand, I had thought that this would be surpassed inside of the life style but vanilla traits can still be felt and surface quite easily when challenged. So many profess that there is only one way their way and expound upon it to any one of similar voice that cheer on those that express what they also feel.

I and thought that perhaps the Gay community might offer some greater acceptance but honestly the ones I have spoke to are more into the idea of clicks that snipe and attack others. Play nights at clubs once hard to find are now quite common though more a fashion show then hard play. I feel or at least hope there are those who stay away from the gossip, the labelling and Holier then thou attitude and simple wish to play. Those who preferred hankie codes to profiles and private enjoyment amongst like minded individual rather than the exploitation of the lifestyle for the pompous desire to be what they are not.

So I will call my self a toy my purpose I am here to be used and enjoyed by any one that can have evil fun the rest of the superior one that wet themselves when they look in the mirror well you have your playmate it is looking back at you from the mirror.
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bulling vs slavery

I find many of the key elements of slavery can be found in being bullied. At least key elements that I enjoy. First there is the unknown factor of being bullied you do not know what they will do nor how far they will go. So far I have never heard of a bully asking for your hard limits. No bully has ever to my knowledge ask what victim would like they do.

The fear factor comes to fore front. Most comply because of this if I don’t it will be worse. Having you face spat upon or urinated on both are some slaves desires. Kissing or rimming ass, licking feet all bulling are also desires of some slaves.

Then there is the humiliation of it being tied to fence , forced nudity of having people you would not give the time day to being in control of you. Another humiliation is when others see this being done to you.

I guess having never been bullied in school and that it has a lot of things I have desired for a while certainly intrigues me.

Having been a switch there is another thing that I ponder that is what if I had to serve an old slave of mine how nasty could she be. Would it be more humiliating to have some one that I tortured now in charge would that not be interesting a revenge factor almost? SO much to think about

So what do you do with a naked male slave?

Seems a hard question for some Dominants. The males I find rather timid when it comes to having a male slave almost as it they do not know what to do. Gay males are better at it but alas boys, seems as if the ladies have you beat. They have plans at least and do not fumble the pre-conversations being dishonest with themselves let alone the slave.

Seems it must be the questions I pose such as have you had a male slave? Which if they answer yes to means they did some thing with them, had some concept of what they can be used for. If you say no then I question further to see if they have an idea of what to do. So straight males before they contact a male slave think a bit and I will give you a hint what do you use a female slave for? If you just say sex well perhaps a re-think of where you are might help.

Perhaps I should confine my offering of my slavery to the more evil, intelligent, honest and nastier of sexes. Ladies any one needs a slave for house work and abuse? Hopefully one with a an evil laugh and mind to go along as when one is on all fours scrubbing the floor one would not want to get bored.

Just some things I am pondering

SO in the true sense of the word should a slave be subservient to any dominant showing them respect and observing a pecking order in life or should they only show that to the one or ones that own them? If some one wants to be a slave and is un owned does that mean they can stand like a free person equal to all amongst the dominant ones until they are owned?

Seems that the stories I have heard about and how I started was if you were a slave you served all in the house or club. Any dominant could use you or reprimand you for errors and punish you for infractions. That did not mean if you were owned tht once your owner found out that you would not be punished again.

In my more recent past this has sort of changed around . You do not have to act subservient to dominants other than your owner and who they diecide you should. So when not owned I am at liberty to argue , talk down to and not worry about any consequences. This to me opens the door to teasing dominants, as I know there will be no retribution. That allows me to escape from the mindset of a slave and more into a bratty sub. That is not a good thing caused me to go after what I want not try to please the desires of others.
Certainly for me the definition of a slave is simple but I feel political correctness and more not observing basic rules has caused being a slave a very complicated thing.

Along those lines I remember hearing a supposed slave tell his master whom he did not want to play with at a private party. Yes I know all the risks of un protected play but tell your owner who and how you can be used is just not slave like but like all things now a days rules seem to be bent for those that cannot work within them almost like saying do not reward those that can just change the rules so they can. Of course I might be the dinosaur here looking for the old days as they are owned and I am not.

As I said just some thoughts

Droppings

There is inventiveness about Dominants. I have said I wish not to have hard limits but there are some things that are a must, Those that cannot be consensual, animals, children and those that cannot make a legal decision. Family is sort of in there and those that do not consent of course.
There is penile insert, which would take a long, long time for me to loose as a hard limit. Water sports I am fine with but yep the other end yuck, yuck, and yuck. Scat is yuck.

So how do I get around the hard limits bit that I am not supposed to have? The other points I think most normal dominants would agree but some like the humiliation caused by scat, yuck. I do not mind the food being smeared on me ketchup mustard as long as it is done prior to digestion like the before.

This was brought up to me in a chat with a Dominant. He understood the wish no to eat but perhaps the dropping which turned my stomach right away and I had to say no way could I. He then suggested that what if I cleaned myself prior to play and then he could stuff my anus with grapes and let them ferment and that said I have no problem with. Then he said what about eating them. Squeamish I thought and thought and could not really find a reason not to. I have rimmed others that were clean as he pointed out to me. So he felt that the grapes once deposited could them be place on another of his slave, in-between his cheeks and then I could munch down.

Some how now this sounded humiliating and disgusting but of interest. As the main thing of scat that I do not like is what it is. Then he ask what if he clean himself out and put the grapes inside of himself that way he could plop them out to give him the sensation of well for a lack of a better word crapping on me.

I still do not feel a hundred percent about this and I need not worry as he lives in California but the real question is how many hard limits should a slave be allowed or should be allowed if their definition of a slave is to do what the dominant says with out right to say no.

A boring day ahead

I am not an anal person well I am but I am not. I love ass play but my character is far more relax I go with the flow. But there are things that annoy me. Buses that do not run on time, people that are late for appointments, blogs that are not there and excuses that are lame.

It is most annoying tht a blog goes quiet just because they are on spring breakor have to buy a car. Most inconsiderate of them to interrupt my reading of them how dares they. LOL just a little fun shot at a friend who has complained in the past about blogs disappearing.

A quiet day ahead for me and I think for many others or at least changes in their routines. So much has changed, munches have gone by the wayside, long chats with a variety of people are absent. Every one now makes toys so no real need or should I say want to purchase there are some web sites with great quality items. Almost everyone writes stories or journals, there are so many sites and clubs out there that we no long have the need to go underground with hankie codes and wink, wink. Every one talks of safety and safe words. There are list upon list of do’s and don’ts and how to’s that if they were all printed we would loose all of the rainforests.
I think I am missing. yes the old days of seedy adventure and fear. Searching through ad upon ad looking for key words such ” very strong minded or you need to be able to follow instructions “. The walking into a club and not knowing what you would walk out with all the excitement that you felt like a kid again at Christmas. Private parties and doors that opened and closed so quickly that you thought your ass was chopped off. The looks from those disgusting people that you hope would talk to you. Having some one walk up to you and tell you they wanted and off you went for a night of play with a stranger trusting that they had as much to loose as your did if they went too far but so wrapped up in the moment that the allure was too strong to say know.

Yes I know totally unsafe, I know all the dangers that we skirted the times it could have gone either way and the bruises and marks to show that we were not in a gentle lifestyle. I think I do miss excitement of fear that was always present yep missing the old days and the excitement of entering the unknown throwing caution to wind for the change of fulfillment of desire. So time for a coffee I guess and hopefully I will be ravaged by a postal women or a meter reader or maybe ……

Radio bdsm

a rock radio station has a contest on to win a trip. A challenge is given out to win. So far these have been cleaning a both in a peep show, doing a strip tease for a female announcer on air, cleaning the offices in the radio station in a french maid outfit and receiving 97 towel whacks on as they say the arse. Of course this is a contest for men so it is interesting taht there is such overtones of the lifestyle.

What could come next My mind does wonder hmmm perhaps I will get tied to a lamppost with a paddle hanging beside a sign saying go ahead remove your frustrations.

Ponderings

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