You can do it in D/s

Do you want to give or get a spanking?
Or be voyeuristic with some wanking?
It’s okay, you can do it in D/s.

Does sopping wet pussy sound succulent and tasty?
Like to lick it and suck it, but not be hasty?
It’s okay, you can do it in D/s.

Do you like to be gagged and bound,
Suspended from the ceiling, or chained to the ground?
It’s okay, you can do it in D/s.

Do you get turned on with a butt that’s plugged?
Or do you crave sub-space like an addict that’s drugged?
It’s okay, you can do it in D/s.

Are you obsessed with the Hershey Highway?
Or do you choose variety, trying to live the Bi-way?
It’s okay, you can do it in D/s.

Perhaps you’re the type that yearns to be chaste;
Bound and denied, no orgasms to waste.
It’s okay, you can do it in D/s.

Do you think blowjobs are the best?
Or prefer sandwiching your dick between huge breasts?
It’s okay, you can do it in D/s.

Do you like to dominate a sex-crazed sub?
Or oil up her body to give you a full body rub?
It’s okay, you can do it in D/s.

Do you like to seduce with a sexy striptease?
Or do you prefer the sting of a whip while begging, “Please?”
It’s okay, you can do it in D/s.

I hope I’ve made it clear, and I’ve made my point
Don’t worry about naysayers with their nose out of joint
There’s no one size fits all in the D/s world
Any advice that says there is, is vomited and hurled

Each D/s couple should pick and choose what’s best for each
From vanilla to the darkest kink, it’s all within their reach
What works for you is best for you, that’s the D/s rule
Don’t waste your breath on the contrary—simply pity the fool!

D/s: Triggers, triviality, and trust

The D/s dynamic has the potential to create a level of trust between couples (Dom and sub) that cannot be achieved in any other relationship. However, there is no guarantee that every couple that begins a D/s relationship will attain the highest level of trust possible within the dynamic, because there are always extenuating factors to be considered, and dealt with, by each couple. Continue reading “D/s: Triggers, triviality, and trust”

Kat’s Dom

I’ve never had to raise my voice

To get my point across

I’ve never chose to belittle or badger

To prove that I’m the boss

Intelligence without common sense is nonsense

So common sense guides my speech

I don’t bully, or browbeat, or threaten

Or stand on a soap box to preach

 

I’m a Dom that respects and loves my sub

And I trust she’ll do as I say

Cuz’ I work hard to fulfill her wants and needs

While protecting her in every way

Kat’s gifted me with ownership of her body

And she’s gifted me with her submission

I treasure her gifts as I treasure her love

And making her happy is my sole mission

 

There’s no desire or need to yell

I’ll never rake kat over the proverbial coals

Unconditional love and a firm hand

Work much better to accomplish our goals

Kat’s told me she’s always wanted

A man she could not push around

With more positive traits than negative

And feet firmly planted on the ground

 

Her first mate was clearly a man-child

She bore one son but raised two

Her second mate was self-centered and insecure

And did just about everything you shouldn’t do

Kat was ripped out of love

And swore not to seek it again

But after awhile love sought her out

And it came in the form of a friend

 

“Just keep her talking” I said to myself

I knew she was the girl of my dreams

And love grew hot like the arousal of foreplay

And I yearned to hear her first screams

Not from abuse but pure passionate love

With introduction in the D/s lifestyle

The connection came quicker than we could imagine

Like an exclusive soul-mate speed-dial

 

I now am kat’s Dom and I love it

It blows away all prior relationships

And she’s given herself completely to me

To the point it would embarrass all censorships

But we’re actually best friends, lovers, and partners

Cuz’ being a dictator is not my style

It’s my job to keep her protected and safe

To fulfill her wants and needs, and to make her smile

 

I’ve had some really great jobs in my life

Some interesting, fun, and dangerous as well

But being a Dom has surpassed them all

Leaving the rest in the dust…pell mell

With kat kneeling beside me, or at home in my arms

I know our love is forever and our future is bright

For kat is the angel I’ve always wished for

With a touch of sin and a splash of starlight

 

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Definitely Dom, but when?

A recent post by MisterMan sparked a lot of interest. He asked what might appear to be one of the most obvious questions anyone involved in D/s might get asked: When did you know you were a Dominant or submissive?

Yes, I’ve seen the question presented many times before, usually in 30-day type lists for evaluating yourself. And I always had a standard answer ready: I’ve known I was an Alpha from an early age (though I didn’t know the terminology back then). And I left it at that. But the way MisterMan tried to pinpoint the moment and still came away unsure made me question whether I could recall the exact moment, or at least the progression from unaware to fully aware of my natural need to dominate in relationships.

So I dusted off my thinking cap—no, actually I gulped down a couple night caps—and began to ponder the possibilities of a predominant path to my present Dominant position. Whew! That’s a tongue twister after two Southern Comfort & cokes.

I’ve had four really good male role-models in my life: my grandfathers, my father, and a platoon sergeant. My paternal grandfather, after being orphaned, protected and provided for his siblings in England during WW1, then made his way to America and eventually built a successful business. My maternal grandfather had a hard life on the reservation, then was kicked off the rez’ during the so-called “New Deal,” but he worked hard and became a successful rancher. My father, a by-product of his father, taught me the same traditions of working hard and protecting and providing for your family. And somehow, in spite of my youth and rebelliousness, enough of their actions and words got through to me. And even though I fought a lot, I was the kid that protected the underdog and beat up the bullies (because if I ever became a bully my dad would kick my ass).

When I joined the military at 17, I ended up in an elite platoon that had a platoon sergeant that even the generals had to salute (because he’d been awarded the Medal of Honor). And he took me under his wing and worked my angry rebellious ass into shape, and pushed me into leadership positions. And I’ll thank all four of them till my dying day for the mentoring they provided.

But how does all that fit into a D/s relationship? Well, I was destined to be a rugged individualist from the day of my birth, when my mom shunned me and wouldn’t touch me: they didn’t talk about stuff like post-partum depression back then. And I became the kid that other kids followed; I resented authority and the screwed up system I saw in a bad section of L.A. In fact, I was the kid girls wanted to date to piss-off their parents. And yet, in spite of my “juvenile delinquent” reputation I started working at age 12 to pay my way, and had four part-time jobs simultaneously at age 16 before going into the military a year later. Unfortunately, because of my youth, immaturity, and anger issues, when it came to relationships, it was often my way or the highway (as the saying goes); which, if you think about it, is a lot like immature or wannabe Doms in the D/s world.

But after getting a handle on my anger during my early twenties (and subsequent years of psychology education and experience), I realized I still felt the need to be in control in relationships but the emphasis was now more traditional. There was a stronger urge to place my mate’s wants and needs above my own. And while fulfilling their wants and needs, to still provide for and protect them.

As for the original question: I cannot recall the exact moment I consciously knew I was a Dom. But it appears that from the moment of my birth I was destined to be a rugged individualist. And my subsequent life experiences have only solidified my Alpha or Dominant personality. All that remained was to find the right mate…and include the kink. But that’s a whole different story.

Total Eclipse vs Solar Fuck Fest

“Come one, come all,” I’ve heard all year

See the total eclipse of the sun

And you live in a place to see it well

You’ll have oodles and boodles of fun

 

You’ll have people come to town

That have never been here before

Perhaps a quarter-of-a-million folks

And some say maybe more

 

NASA has already sent a team

Months ahead for preparation

To tell of the Solar Fest

It’s more fun than masturbation

 

And have you heard how properties

Up for sale in these three counties

Have been bought by greedy bastards

In order to charge exorbitant bounties

 

And all the local establishments

Are hawking Solar Fest fare

Like cheap ass glasses to scorch your eyes

You forgot “buyer beware”

 

And because of the looky loos a comin’

The rainbow crowd has come to roost

Not to brighten the festivities

But they sure give our crime stats a boost

 

I know exactly where I’ll be

During the total solar eclipse

Watching kat’s sexy ass moon the sun

Shading me as I lick her pussy lips

 

And while all the millions stare at the sun

Some that will even risk going blind

I’ll gladly send kat to sub-space

While butt-fucking her from behind

 

So go on and enjoy your total eclipse

If that’s really the best you can do

I’ll spend it with kat who’s eclipsed my heart with hers

Cuz’ my folks didn’t raise no fool

 

And when you go to tell your tale

About how you enjoyed Solar Fest

Standing like an idiot staring at the sun

I’ll speak of a tale concerning kat’s tail

And know that it’s I who was truly blest

And wisely enjoyed the greater fun

 

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