Just got back from Brighton. Had a great time with MT as usual. MT did very well especially as she was not feeling her best.Although it was cold, it was dry and bright which was good.
We are both tired from the weekend and from the drive, so it will be early to bed tonight, to sleep for a change.
It was a busy weekend, shopping, sex, drinking, sex, eating, some sex and then some more drinking and eating.
There were no 'extra' people involved, which was nice, just MT and I having some quality time together. MT looked great in her new skirt and her new dress and of course her new undies.
I did get some takeaway chicken, but I behaved, there were no chicken bone throwing incidents, see I can behave.
Unpacking, food and an early night are beckoning, so for a change it is a short blog, thank god I hear you say.
Sunday, 23 January 2011
Thursday, 20 January 2011
Something for the weekend Sir?
Last night was a 'Valentines Day' night of dreams of the past, I awoke feeling like I had just been told that today was my last day. Hot coffee and breakfast helped to revive me and then it was off to work.
The day has been a busy little one, an early start and a very busy days work, good for money but not so good for the aching back. Quick shopping trip, followed by food shop and then home to cook dinner, life in the fast lane. Not.
Tomorrow is a good day, MT and I are off to Brighton for a two night stop over. For the sake of those who know nothing about Brighton, it is city on the south coast of England which is very lively and is well known for its funky cosmopolitan atmosphere, possibly the closest we have in the UK to San Francisco. It's MT's favourite place in the UK and she used to go there for adventures a lot in the past. Unfortunately, weather wise it will probably be freezing. MT will be in her element with plenty of pretty girls to perv over, I may also perv if allowed. Hopefully MT will not try to get me a 'special friend' whilst we are away, our hotel stays can sometimes be a little crowded.
Due to my recently divulged 'chicken bone throwing' habits after a few drinks, I am to be put on a limit of four alcoholic drinks per night. I haven't asked how many I can drink during the day though...
As I do not drink very much anymore this should be still enough to enable me to have a good time without all the bad habits of excess alcohol. I really should have one of those T shirts with the slogan ' Instant arsehole, just add alcohol '. Unfortunately, this would be very apt, excess alcohol has caused some of my most spectacular errors of judgement. MT is the first woman I have met and had a serious relationship when I was not drunk at the time of meeting her.
It is nice to get away and spend some quality time together, so we are both looking forward to it. MT is trying to convey far better health than I know she is feeling, bless her. I hope she will be ok.
One of the things I like about going away is that you can be as silly as you want because you will not bump into the same people again. The other good thing about it is that MT can't beat me mercilessly at night time because of the noise in the hotel. I sometimes get a couple of whacks, usually on the morning when we are leaving. Of course there are other hurty little things she may do that do not make a noise, but they do make me a little vocal.
So as we are off for a long weekend of decadence (hopefully), no blogging until Sunday night when I will report any bad behaviour on the part of my owner - she can be so unruly, especially let loose in somewhere like Brighton.
The day has been a busy little one, an early start and a very busy days work, good for money but not so good for the aching back. Quick shopping trip, followed by food shop and then home to cook dinner, life in the fast lane. Not.
Tomorrow is a good day, MT and I are off to Brighton for a two night stop over. For the sake of those who know nothing about Brighton, it is city on the south coast of England which is very lively and is well known for its funky cosmopolitan atmosphere, possibly the closest we have in the UK to San Francisco. It's MT's favourite place in the UK and she used to go there for adventures a lot in the past. Unfortunately, weather wise it will probably be freezing. MT will be in her element with plenty of pretty girls to perv over, I may also perv if allowed. Hopefully MT will not try to get me a 'special friend' whilst we are away, our hotel stays can sometimes be a little crowded.
Due to my recently divulged 'chicken bone throwing' habits after a few drinks, I am to be put on a limit of four alcoholic drinks per night. I haven't asked how many I can drink during the day though...
As I do not drink very much anymore this should be still enough to enable me to have a good time without all the bad habits of excess alcohol. I really should have one of those T shirts with the slogan ' Instant arsehole, just add alcohol '. Unfortunately, this would be very apt, excess alcohol has caused some of my most spectacular errors of judgement. MT is the first woman I have met and had a serious relationship when I was not drunk at the time of meeting her.
It is nice to get away and spend some quality time together, so we are both looking forward to it. MT is trying to convey far better health than I know she is feeling, bless her. I hope she will be ok.
One of the things I like about going away is that you can be as silly as you want because you will not bump into the same people again. The other good thing about it is that MT can't beat me mercilessly at night time because of the noise in the hotel. I sometimes get a couple of whacks, usually on the morning when we are leaving. Of course there are other hurty little things she may do that do not make a noise, but they do make me a little vocal.
So as we are off for a long weekend of decadence (hopefully), no blogging until Sunday night when I will report any bad behaviour on the part of my owner - she can be so unruly, especially let loose in somewhere like Brighton.
Wednesday, 19 January 2011
St Valentines Day Massacre
I really dislike Valentines Day, no it's much much stronger than that, I fucking hate it. Each year I get stressed, pissed off and generally very morose and volatile as it approaches. The 14th February has been the most significant date in my year on a number of occasions, sometimes by choice I will admit, others due to others choices and some just random twists of fate.
So, here are my reasons for 'not liking it' :
It does not seem like a huge list in terms of number of 'incidents' but they were very significant, and every year as the date approaches my head starts to spin with thoughts and memories I really do not want to be there. I have always put my 'issues' in little boxes in my head, closed the lids, locked them and stored them away in the furthest corners of my mind. As the dreaded day approaches, they all seem to start appearing and opening up on their own. I rush from one to the other trying to shut, lock and store then away but it is always a lost cause and I get overwhelmed and chaos reigns terror in my head (and unfortunately for MT also often out of my head as well). After the date has passed, it is clean up time. This can take a while, eventually the boxes are all where they should be, but I always know they are there waiting in the shadows - there is always the next February. MT dreads February.
This year I decided, via this blog, to find them, open them and air them in advance, at the moment it is feeling ok. I am hoping this will help to make Valentines Day itself, the approach of it and it's departure a better place for me, my darling owner and the others around me.
Every year since I have been with MT this section of the year has been a very difficult time for us. However hard I have tried to avoid my mood becoming negative or destructive, I have failed to do this. I have also often kicked off at her, often quite spectacularly. None of this is MT's fault and she doesn't deserve to have a volatile slave making her miserable and on edge for this period every single year.
This year for the sake of my Owner, I am determined to not let it spoil our time together for the next few weeks this year.
This is a very self indulgent blog I know, but WTF, we all have our faults and demons, and I said I would be honest.
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On a brighter note, at lunchtime MT was still feeling poorly, so I was given the terrible task of giving her 'pain therapy' with the skinny cane. I love having a cane in my hand, it feels so natural.
I was hoping for a repeat tonight, but it was a case of Good News/ Bad News. The bad news is MT does not want any more 'therapy atm', Good News - she is feeling quite a bit better. Shit, best hide those canes quickly.
So, here are my reasons for 'not liking it' :
- My first serious girlfriend was born on Valentines Day and we got engaged on Valentines Day (we didn't make it to the altar).
- My first wife and I separated on Valentines Day, very acrimoniously. She actually tried to kill me, on Valentines Day of course.
- My second wife to be and I got engaged on Valentines day.
- My second wife and I got married on Valentines Day.
- My first child was born on Valentines Day. 18 months later I found out she was not mine and I was utterly devastated. This nearly destroyed me.
- On the same day as she was born, my illicit girlfriend had a miscarriage at the same hospital. Obviously I am not proud of this part of my life.
It does not seem like a huge list in terms of number of 'incidents' but they were very significant, and every year as the date approaches my head starts to spin with thoughts and memories I really do not want to be there. I have always put my 'issues' in little boxes in my head, closed the lids, locked them and stored them away in the furthest corners of my mind. As the dreaded day approaches, they all seem to start appearing and opening up on their own. I rush from one to the other trying to shut, lock and store then away but it is always a lost cause and I get overwhelmed and chaos reigns terror in my head (and unfortunately for MT also often out of my head as well). After the date has passed, it is clean up time. This can take a while, eventually the boxes are all where they should be, but I always know they are there waiting in the shadows - there is always the next February. MT dreads February.
This year I decided, via this blog, to find them, open them and air them in advance, at the moment it is feeling ok. I am hoping this will help to make Valentines Day itself, the approach of it and it's departure a better place for me, my darling owner and the others around me.
Every year since I have been with MT this section of the year has been a very difficult time for us. However hard I have tried to avoid my mood becoming negative or destructive, I have failed to do this. I have also often kicked off at her, often quite spectacularly. None of this is MT's fault and she doesn't deserve to have a volatile slave making her miserable and on edge for this period every single year.
This year for the sake of my Owner, I am determined to not let it spoil our time together for the next few weeks this year.
This is a very self indulgent blog I know, but WTF, we all have our faults and demons, and I said I would be honest.
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On a brighter note, at lunchtime MT was still feeling poorly, so I was given the terrible task of giving her 'pain therapy' with the skinny cane. I love having a cane in my hand, it feels so natural.
I was hoping for a repeat tonight, but it was a case of Good News/ Bad News. The bad news is MT does not want any more 'therapy atm', Good News - she is feeling quite a bit better. Shit, best hide those canes quickly.
Tuesday, 18 January 2011
My owner, my bitch.
This is going to sound a little bit strange to some people thus I shall enjoy saying it even more, 'MT likes me to bite and even occasionally spank her' . Yes it is true, my darling sadistic uber dominant Owner allows her lucky slave to bite her all over her body and even on rare occasions deliver the odd sound spanking.
Unfortunately this revelation has absolutely nothing to do with MT having switched. It is quite simple really, when she is experiencing a lot of pain due to her rheumatoid arthritis (RA) there are times when she orders me to give her pain. Reluctantly I oblige (ok, so 'reluctantly' was a total load of bollocks). Saying this to an ex Dom with very sadistic tendencies without any limitations or restrictions would be totally stupid, as my owner is not stupid (unfortunately for me on this occasion) there are of course strict rules.
I am told what I can and cannot do and obviously have to stop when told to do so... I hate that fucking bit. It is a bit like showing a starving lion your whole body and then expecting it to just eat a toe and nothing else, it is pure torture, even when being bitten or receiving a spanking MT still is a frigging sadist.
MT's pain is sometimes very severe, so the theory she's trying out goes that if I give her pain the endorphins can help to override the RA pain and also 'bring her back to me' in her words. It makes her feel connected to me and more aware of my presence I think.
I have to admit, whilst I really hate seeing her in pain, the opportunity to spank that oh so cute sexy bottom is a treat amongst treats. Ah the good old days, the memories may be fading but a few good slaps on her arse and it all comes flooding back to me. No matter how long or how owned I feel, the dominant part of me will never die, which is good news, because I do like to give MT good service.
My only problem is restraint. I always throw myself fully into everything I do and this is pure torture. Once I am inflicting pain I get a real surge, the more it hurts the better and I never want to stop. I do however always worry that I might get too carried away because she is in pain from her RA and I would hate to really hurt her (ok, sort of).
It is a really special thing. It is service topping and I never forget, even in the ecstasy of giving pain, that I am her property. It's just her property sinking my teeth into her flesh or on those rare blissful moments giving her a very sound spanking and God, do I love it. She's experimented with using pain to effect a few times now and usually copes much better with extremely harsh pain than spanking etc. Spanking or what she calls 'girly pain' just pisses her off usually, but this time it's worked for her (and me).
The only down side to this is that sometimes, because I am very much a slave who responds to physically and psychologically feel like a slave at all times, I can miss the effects of the physical treatments that MT gives me. When she is unwell, her sadism although still present is far less active as she just can't move very much. Sometimes I know I am close to really needing to be physically kept in line but do not get it, I have to focus so much harder on meeting her needs without me flipping into fuck it all mode, which is very unpleasant, not at all acceptable and totally pisses off MT. I also regret it afterwards, and fortunately it is a much rarer occurrence lately, which is good.
At the moment I am enjoying the current phase of sinking my teeth into MT's body and slapping her bottom and thighs, but - purely because it's not there - I am starting to feel the need for a sound beating, humiliation and total degradation that my Owner normally supplies. MT, perhaps you could get well for a couple of hours then have a long relapse. Worth a try anyway ;)
Unfortunately this revelation has absolutely nothing to do with MT having switched. It is quite simple really, when she is experiencing a lot of pain due to her rheumatoid arthritis (RA) there are times when she orders me to give her pain. Reluctantly I oblige (ok, so 'reluctantly' was a total load of bollocks). Saying this to an ex Dom with very sadistic tendencies without any limitations or restrictions would be totally stupid, as my owner is not stupid (unfortunately for me on this occasion) there are of course strict rules.
I am told what I can and cannot do and obviously have to stop when told to do so... I hate that fucking bit. It is a bit like showing a starving lion your whole body and then expecting it to just eat a toe and nothing else, it is pure torture, even when being bitten or receiving a spanking MT still is a frigging sadist.
MT's pain is sometimes very severe, so the theory she's trying out goes that if I give her pain the endorphins can help to override the RA pain and also 'bring her back to me' in her words. It makes her feel connected to me and more aware of my presence I think.
I have to admit, whilst I really hate seeing her in pain, the opportunity to spank that oh so cute sexy bottom is a treat amongst treats. Ah the good old days, the memories may be fading but a few good slaps on her arse and it all comes flooding back to me. No matter how long or how owned I feel, the dominant part of me will never die, which is good news, because I do like to give MT good service.
My only problem is restraint. I always throw myself fully into everything I do and this is pure torture. Once I am inflicting pain I get a real surge, the more it hurts the better and I never want to stop. I do however always worry that I might get too carried away because she is in pain from her RA and I would hate to really hurt her (ok, sort of).
It is a really special thing. It is service topping and I never forget, even in the ecstasy of giving pain, that I am her property. It's just her property sinking my teeth into her flesh or on those rare blissful moments giving her a very sound spanking and God, do I love it. She's experimented with using pain to effect a few times now and usually copes much better with extremely harsh pain than spanking etc. Spanking or what she calls 'girly pain' just pisses her off usually, but this time it's worked for her (and me).
The only down side to this is that sometimes, because I am very much a slave who responds to physically and psychologically feel like a slave at all times, I can miss the effects of the physical treatments that MT gives me. When she is unwell, her sadism although still present is far less active as she just can't move very much. Sometimes I know I am close to really needing to be physically kept in line but do not get it, I have to focus so much harder on meeting her needs without me flipping into fuck it all mode, which is very unpleasant, not at all acceptable and totally pisses off MT. I also regret it afterwards, and fortunately it is a much rarer occurrence lately, which is good.
At the moment I am enjoying the current phase of sinking my teeth into MT's body and slapping her bottom and thighs, but - purely because it's not there - I am starting to feel the need for a sound beating, humiliation and total degradation that my Owner normally supplies. MT, perhaps you could get well for a couple of hours then have a long relapse. Worth a try anyway ;)
Monday, 17 January 2011
My eyes may look blue, but they are actually green.
On an earlier blog Hawk asked the following ' What if she took a second slave that was a female? Would that be better?'
Apologies first to Hawk for not responding directly. I had intended to answer it in the following blog but as usual other things cropped up. So I will try to explain how I feel about not being the only male MT may use for her pleasure.
An important aspect to cover is that I knew she was bisexual when I met her. I also knew, that her preference was usually strongly for females, and who can blame her. Very early on there was an understanding that while we would be heterosexually monogamous she would have female lovers/ submissives/ playmates if and when she wanted them. I of course would be monogamous full stop. I nearly just wrote, 'this was not a problem', then changed my mind because it's not that straightforward, in fact it is complicated.
As a red blooded male, of course I love to watch two women in sexual contact, I have spent a lifetime in the pursuit of sexual adventure and this has been a big turn on for me on many occasions. I used to regularly make my submissives perform for me in this and other ways and obviously enjoyed this. So in theory I was very ok about MT having female submissives and lovers, especially if she let me be present. Therefore I was very surprised the first time she had a sexual encounter with a female, I felt a pang, a feeling deep inside that I did not like. This was the woman who I love with all my heart, I wanted to be her only object of desire, I wanted to be her everything and I felt a bit hurt that I could not fulfill all of her needs. As is usual with me, I have an initial reaction to something (usually mad outburst of rage but not on this occasion), spend ages mulling it over in my tiny little mind and then come to a conclusion.
My conclusions were easy, I knew the score right from the start, there had been total transparency about her sexuality and her intentions. I had accepted the terms and therefore I had no right to bitch about it. She loves the female form and all the feminine elements that make a woman. It was this that made acceptance easier, this was something I could not give her because I was male, this made me feel much better, it was like it was outside of my span of capability, therefore I could accept it.
The heterosexual monogamy issue was in our early written slave contract, along with some other agreements, but I actually offered all removal of the restrictions as a gift to MT as a sign of my trust and commitment to her very soon after we signed the thing, so it fast became redundant and there became no limits or restrictions whatsoever.
The whole lesson of her taking pleasure from other males came about due to my stupidity of trying to control/ manipulate her, it might never have occurred otherwise (trying to control MT is an idiotic move for anyone, let alone her slave). It was her way of putting me in my place and of course it was very effective. I find the prospect of another male slave/ submissive/ whatever so very different from her having a female. As her man, partner, lover and slave combined, I want to be the only male she ever wants or needs (I have a very different mental attitude regarding MT having a male slave as opposed to a male sub or any other male as well, and I'll wade my way through that in another blog post). I suppose in my head I feel I really should be the only male she ever wants in any way. Her wanting females is something I just physically cannot compete with. Being a man is what I am, therefore if I am not the only man in her life it does make me feel sort of inadequate ie not enough for her, it may sound silly, but it is actually how I feel.
Some people might think it is because I am insecure and worry that she might ditch me for another man, but strangely perhaps, this is not a concern. MT likes women far more than men, there would objectively be much more chance of her ditching me for a female. I am also secure in the fact she loves me. I have spent most of my life being a hypocrite when it comes to relationships and sex with others, ie it was ok for me to do it but not them. As her slave I have no rights, I accept that.
My purpose is to serve her and make her happy and that is what I am committed to doing. I sometimes have to do or accept things I do not want or like, it goes with the territory. I realised many years ago that I have huge flaws as a person as well as my positive attributes and whilst I can try to be better with some things I just may never actually be able to do so on some things. I do not have to like MT having another male slave or her using other males for her pleasure , but I do have to accept it if and when she does and not allow my feelings to interfere with her happiness. If they just all happen to disappear it won't be my fault ;)
Apologies first to Hawk for not responding directly. I had intended to answer it in the following blog but as usual other things cropped up. So I will try to explain how I feel about not being the only male MT may use for her pleasure.
An important aspect to cover is that I knew she was bisexual when I met her. I also knew, that her preference was usually strongly for females, and who can blame her. Very early on there was an understanding that while we would be heterosexually monogamous she would have female lovers/ submissives/ playmates if and when she wanted them. I of course would be monogamous full stop. I nearly just wrote, 'this was not a problem', then changed my mind because it's not that straightforward, in fact it is complicated.
As a red blooded male, of course I love to watch two women in sexual contact, I have spent a lifetime in the pursuit of sexual adventure and this has been a big turn on for me on many occasions. I used to regularly make my submissives perform for me in this and other ways and obviously enjoyed this. So in theory I was very ok about MT having female submissives and lovers, especially if she let me be present. Therefore I was very surprised the first time she had a sexual encounter with a female, I felt a pang, a feeling deep inside that I did not like. This was the woman who I love with all my heart, I wanted to be her only object of desire, I wanted to be her everything and I felt a bit hurt that I could not fulfill all of her needs. As is usual with me, I have an initial reaction to something (usually mad outburst of rage but not on this occasion), spend ages mulling it over in my tiny little mind and then come to a conclusion.
My conclusions were easy, I knew the score right from the start, there had been total transparency about her sexuality and her intentions. I had accepted the terms and therefore I had no right to bitch about it. She loves the female form and all the feminine elements that make a woman. It was this that made acceptance easier, this was something I could not give her because I was male, this made me feel much better, it was like it was outside of my span of capability, therefore I could accept it.
The heterosexual monogamy issue was in our early written slave contract, along with some other agreements, but I actually offered all removal of the restrictions as a gift to MT as a sign of my trust and commitment to her very soon after we signed the thing, so it fast became redundant and there became no limits or restrictions whatsoever.
The whole lesson of her taking pleasure from other males came about due to my stupidity of trying to control/ manipulate her, it might never have occurred otherwise (trying to control MT is an idiotic move for anyone, let alone her slave). It was her way of putting me in my place and of course it was very effective. I find the prospect of another male slave/ submissive/ whatever so very different from her having a female. As her man, partner, lover and slave combined, I want to be the only male she ever wants or needs (I have a very different mental attitude regarding MT having a male slave as opposed to a male sub or any other male as well, and I'll wade my way through that in another blog post). I suppose in my head I feel I really should be the only male she ever wants in any way. Her wanting females is something I just physically cannot compete with. Being a man is what I am, therefore if I am not the only man in her life it does make me feel sort of inadequate ie not enough for her, it may sound silly, but it is actually how I feel.
Some people might think it is because I am insecure and worry that she might ditch me for another man, but strangely perhaps, this is not a concern. MT likes women far more than men, there would objectively be much more chance of her ditching me for a female. I am also secure in the fact she loves me. I have spent most of my life being a hypocrite when it comes to relationships and sex with others, ie it was ok for me to do it but not them. As her slave I have no rights, I accept that.
My purpose is to serve her and make her happy and that is what I am committed to doing. I sometimes have to do or accept things I do not want or like, it goes with the territory. I realised many years ago that I have huge flaws as a person as well as my positive attributes and whilst I can try to be better with some things I just may never actually be able to do so on some things. I do not have to like MT having another male slave or her using other males for her pleasure , but I do have to accept it if and when she does and not allow my feelings to interfere with her happiness. If they just all happen to disappear it won't be my fault ;)
Sunday, 16 January 2011
The Show Must Go On.
I have not enjoyed today very much, I'm still not feeling well and MT is feeling poorly, her joints are really hurting, I hate seeing her in pain.
I do not get three days off in a row very often and it is more than just a little annoying that neither of us are feeling very well. But of course, early this morning MT woke me up to provide my bedroom services . It really was a case of give and take this morning, as usual, there was more of me taking than giving.
I was then allowed to go back to sleep, hurrah, see MT is kind and considerate. At about 12-00 MT woke me up and told me it was time to make her breakfast, life back to normal then. So I got up and made her poached eggs and veggie sausages, MT does like her sausage.
We had planned to go to the beach today but due to feeling crap we stayed indoors. MT is making me watch Moulin Rouge this afternoon, as apparently it is 'comforting' and 'Sunday-ish'. It's just so camp, if only I could watch a good old fashioned action/adventure film. Moulin Rouge I ask you! (invisible slave ink - actually I like it now. I've been brainwashed).
Next weekend we are going to Brighton for the weekend, we both really like it there. It is so much livelier and more inclusive than where we live. MT is taking me there for my birthday present which is really nice. We can do the romantic things and have some us time. Whenever we go away though our life carries on as normal and so I am expecting the usual amount of use as I usually get, sometimes I actually get more.
It will also be nice to have a couple of nights out in a lively place in more liberal surroundings. MT will be able to perv over the pretty girls and boys, if allowed I might perv over the girls... and of course my beautiful owner. Creep creep.
I do not get three days off in a row very often and it is more than just a little annoying that neither of us are feeling very well. But of course, early this morning MT woke me up to provide my bedroom services . It really was a case of give and take this morning, as usual, there was more of me taking than giving.
I was then allowed to go back to sleep, hurrah, see MT is kind and considerate. At about 12-00 MT woke me up and told me it was time to make her breakfast, life back to normal then. So I got up and made her poached eggs and veggie sausages, MT does like her sausage.
We had planned to go to the beach today but due to feeling crap we stayed indoors. MT is making me watch Moulin Rouge this afternoon, as apparently it is 'comforting' and 'Sunday-ish'. It's just so camp, if only I could watch a good old fashioned action/adventure film. Moulin Rouge I ask you! (invisible slave ink - actually I like it now. I've been brainwashed).
Next weekend we are going to Brighton for the weekend, we both really like it there. It is so much livelier and more inclusive than where we live. MT is taking me there for my birthday present which is really nice. We can do the romantic things and have some us time. Whenever we go away though our life carries on as normal and so I am expecting the usual amount of use as I usually get, sometimes I actually get more.
It will also be nice to have a couple of nights out in a lively place in more liberal surroundings. MT will be able to perv over the pretty girls and boys, if allowed I might perv over the girls... and of course my beautiful owner. Creep creep.
Saturday, 15 January 2011
Boy story
All relationships are different, because the people involved are individuals and interactions with other people may bring about different things with different people.
Being male and owned by a female is not as common as being female and being owned by a male, unless it is one of the world's best kept secrets.
Being me and being owned by MT is probably different to other female led O/p relationships. I do not think there is very much about me that is 'typical' and there definitely isn't anything typical about MT.
I thought it might be interesting to write about what might be some of the main differences between myself being owned by MT, and a female being owned by a male. In order to make some comparisons I will unfortunately have to make some generalisations, of course these may be way off beam as to the reality of some peoples relationships. I apologise in advance, but for the sake of identifying potential differences it is necessary.
I would also like to clearly state, I am trying to identify differences from my perspective. I am certain there are a myriad of things that female slaves endure that I do not have to because I am male. It is the differences I am interested in, not the degree of difficulty (invisible slave ink) the tyrants all make us suffer.
1. A good female slave is generally considered a desirable asset and someone who is admired for her devotion, a male slave is generally considered to be a downtrodden, pathetic, useless apology of the male species.
2. My childhood started in the mid fifties, I was a child of a very traditional marriage of that time. Women stayed at home to bring up the children and do all the housewife chores and the men went to work. Women did predominantly what the men told them to. This was my upbringing, and to be honest was how I lived my life pre-MT, so to sudden find myself as a slave to a hyper dominant female goes totally against my life before. Also, we were very much taught to respect our elders, and I am 17 years senior in age to MT, yet another sting.
3. As a generalisation, I believe some male owners may hold back physically a little (or in some cases a lot) because their slave is female and not as strong as them physically. There may also be some inherent self control based on protocol ie you don't beat women,. Being male, there is probably a bit more of a 'he can take it, he's a man after all' and men are used to fighting etc so must be able to handle it. Fortunately, MT does hold back to a degree too (though you would not believe it until you have seen her in real life action), but I have to take an awful lot of pain. She is extremely sadistic.
4. Some male slaves may not get used physically in the same way as others. If a male owner decides to fuck his slave she takes what he gives her in terms of size and his ability to perform, repeat performances may be limited to some extent due to the need to gain/ maintain an erection. When in that mood, MT can choose what size appendage to use on me with her strap on, this means life can be excruciating. Additionally, the duration is not dependent upon physical ability to gain or maintain an erection, the fucking things never go down, not even after the 30th orgasm. And that's just one weapon in her huge arsenal of sexual depravity. Is it wrong to call your owner a depraved nympho?
5. I go to work, just like a traditional male, but I am not allowed to spend the money how I want, I do not have control and have to ask to spend money. This is very antithetical to my former life or upbringing, where women were handed out spending money and men maintained great control.
6. There seem to be some female slaves (not all I know, don't kill me) who may be expected to excel in one or more areas. As a male slave I am expected to excel in what feels like just about every area. I have to provide good money, drive everywhere, pay the bills, keep the books, provide protection when necessary, clean and maintain the house, garden and car, decorate, carry out endless repairs and household improvements, be her personal slut in the bedroom well actually anywhere, cook, provide personal services, act as her PA for whatever project she's on at any moment (and the scope of her projects can be huge).... basically if your bloke does it I do it, and if your wife does it I do it. No wonder I'm always tired.
7. Submission in kinky-public; if you are a girl and are made to carry out a submissive act or sex act with another female virtually everyone around will find this totally acceptable as well as erotic. If you are male and have to do the same thing, the reaction can be very different. I've had men kicking off at me in all sorts of positions, usually while caged (thus proving they are 'real men'). The issues can greatly increase if it's the dreaded forced bi. Whilst many women enjoy it and find it more than acceptable, and there are always lots of guys who clearly get off on it, there is a percentage of males who get pissy to greater or lesser degrees. There is also the very real risk of verbal abuse and/ or physical assault, well if they are really fucking stupid there is. MT usually deals with this in no uncertain terms before it gets to me but suffice to say there probably aren't many men who have to leap up from sucking cock, have a ruck, then get back on with the business in hand.
8. Decision making is another area where I find I am at odds with my upbringing. Not being able to make decisions without consultation and approval is against my nature. I am very much an autocrat and was extremely successful at it...until MT.
9. Physical appearance is another issue. Females are very used to making themselves look nice, presentable, sexy and beautiful etc. My generation of man was brought up to look like a man and act like a man. Hence, being ordered to shave my head, chest, cock, balls etc is very not male in my book. Add to this, eyebrow plucking and nasal and ear hair removal, plus the very occasional wearing of black nail varnish, mascara, eye liner, and fucking glitter when we are going out to some event, its just too much.
10. Sexual performance is another difference, if I am required to provide penetrative sex I have to physically rise to the occasion, no laying back and think of England for me. While usually obviously great, sometimes this is difficult as I may feel tired, not in the mood etc.
The list contains the main areas of differences from my perspective, hopefully reading blogs from the female slaves will give a better insight into the lives of female slaves and how that varies from my own experiences.
Being male and owned by a female is not as common as being female and being owned by a male, unless it is one of the world's best kept secrets.
Being me and being owned by MT is probably different to other female led O/p relationships. I do not think there is very much about me that is 'typical' and there definitely isn't anything typical about MT.
I thought it might be interesting to write about what might be some of the main differences between myself being owned by MT, and a female being owned by a male. In order to make some comparisons I will unfortunately have to make some generalisations, of course these may be way off beam as to the reality of some peoples relationships. I apologise in advance, but for the sake of identifying potential differences it is necessary.
I would also like to clearly state, I am trying to identify differences from my perspective. I am certain there are a myriad of things that female slaves endure that I do not have to because I am male. It is the differences I am interested in, not the degree of difficulty (invisible slave ink) the tyrants all make us suffer.
1. A good female slave is generally considered a desirable asset and someone who is admired for her devotion, a male slave is generally considered to be a downtrodden, pathetic, useless apology of the male species.
2. My childhood started in the mid fifties, I was a child of a very traditional marriage of that time. Women stayed at home to bring up the children and do all the housewife chores and the men went to work. Women did predominantly what the men told them to. This was my upbringing, and to be honest was how I lived my life pre-MT, so to sudden find myself as a slave to a hyper dominant female goes totally against my life before. Also, we were very much taught to respect our elders, and I am 17 years senior in age to MT, yet another sting.
3. As a generalisation, I believe some male owners may hold back physically a little (or in some cases a lot) because their slave is female and not as strong as them physically. There may also be some inherent self control based on protocol ie you don't beat women,. Being male, there is probably a bit more of a 'he can take it, he's a man after all' and men are used to fighting etc so must be able to handle it. Fortunately, MT does hold back to a degree too (though you would not believe it until you have seen her in real life action), but I have to take an awful lot of pain. She is extremely sadistic.
4. Some male slaves may not get used physically in the same way as others. If a male owner decides to fuck his slave she takes what he gives her in terms of size and his ability to perform, repeat performances may be limited to some extent due to the need to gain/ maintain an erection. When in that mood, MT can choose what size appendage to use on me with her strap on, this means life can be excruciating. Additionally, the duration is not dependent upon physical ability to gain or maintain an erection, the fucking things never go down, not even after the 30th orgasm. And that's just one weapon in her huge arsenal of sexual depravity. Is it wrong to call your owner a depraved nympho?
5. I go to work, just like a traditional male, but I am not allowed to spend the money how I want, I do not have control and have to ask to spend money. This is very antithetical to my former life or upbringing, where women were handed out spending money and men maintained great control.
6. There seem to be some female slaves (not all I know, don't kill me) who may be expected to excel in one or more areas. As a male slave I am expected to excel in what feels like just about every area. I have to provide good money, drive everywhere, pay the bills, keep the books, provide protection when necessary, clean and maintain the house, garden and car, decorate, carry out endless repairs and household improvements, be her personal slut in the bedroom well actually anywhere, cook, provide personal services, act as her PA for whatever project she's on at any moment (and the scope of her projects can be huge).... basically if your bloke does it I do it, and if your wife does it I do it. No wonder I'm always tired.
7. Submission in kinky-public; if you are a girl and are made to carry out a submissive act or sex act with another female virtually everyone around will find this totally acceptable as well as erotic. If you are male and have to do the same thing, the reaction can be very different. I've had men kicking off at me in all sorts of positions, usually while caged (thus proving they are 'real men'). The issues can greatly increase if it's the dreaded forced bi. Whilst many women enjoy it and find it more than acceptable, and there are always lots of guys who clearly get off on it, there is a percentage of males who get pissy to greater or lesser degrees. There is also the very real risk of verbal abuse and/ or physical assault, well if they are really fucking stupid there is. MT usually deals with this in no uncertain terms before it gets to me but suffice to say there probably aren't many men who have to leap up from sucking cock, have a ruck, then get back on with the business in hand.
8. Decision making is another area where I find I am at odds with my upbringing. Not being able to make decisions without consultation and approval is against my nature. I am very much an autocrat and was extremely successful at it...until MT.
9. Physical appearance is another issue. Females are very used to making themselves look nice, presentable, sexy and beautiful etc. My generation of man was brought up to look like a man and act like a man. Hence, being ordered to shave my head, chest, cock, balls etc is very not male in my book. Add to this, eyebrow plucking and nasal and ear hair removal, plus the very occasional wearing of black nail varnish, mascara, eye liner, and fucking glitter when we are going out to some event, its just too much.
10. Sexual performance is another difference, if I am required to provide penetrative sex I have to physically rise to the occasion, no laying back and think of England for me. While usually obviously great, sometimes this is difficult as I may feel tired, not in the mood etc.
The list contains the main areas of differences from my perspective, hopefully reading blogs from the female slaves will give a better insight into the lives of female slaves and how that varies from my own experiences.
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