ravenna -> RE: Lordandmaster (4/25/2005 1:09:59 AM)
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Thanks for asking, i'm a questionnaire whore too, so here i am, reporting for duty! However, i used to be the property of a very sharp political operator in DC, and his rule on answering questions (for him, NOT for his slave!) was, "To hell with what they ask you, only answer the question you want to answer." So forgive me if i feel free to skip around selectively... i never have casual sex or casual play. Others, my owners or those very few people who have their permission, do often have casual sex or casual play with me, though more often the sex they want is not casual but profoundly non-casual. But i am not permitted to have "casual sex," or really even capable of it any more. (i could at age 15-20 or so.) i am required to give my utmost to my owner(s) or user(s) at all times, physically, mentally, emotionally and even spiritually, whenever and however and by whomever i am being used, and it's not up to me, or really any of my business, whether the cock ejaculating in me or on me or the hand striking me or stroking me is using me "casually" or "seriously." And yes, this would include being fucked in the ass by a champagne bottle, for example; i give that Dom Perignon all i've got to give, baby, because he's just a stiff glassy stand-in for my owner's cock, to which i owe my maximum exertions and utter devotion at all times. Besides all that, i seem to be incapable of being used sexually without eventually (soon) developing warm fuzzy feelings for my user, even when this is inappropriate and requires punishment. (But that makes me warm and fuzzy too.) Full disclosure required of me? Sir, yes, sir, and then some. Full disclosure required of them? No, but i often hear a lot of it anyway, and i never get enough of it. My owners take excellent care of my emotional well-being, because they love me and care for me and want to ensure my continued satisfactory functioning, but they are not required to, and they occasionally skip the after-race rubdown for their faithful steed, especially if they intend to climb back into her saddle soon. i'm the slave here, not the guys who own me, they can use me as hard as they want, i'm here to give them more freedom, not less. i am only active in real life in the tiny BDSM community of my owners and a few select friends on Planet Ravenna, plus i am allowed to make friends and share secrets and gossip and weigh in on endlessly fascinating rambling discussions like this one here at CollarMe and a couple of other websites. My owners have less than ZERO interest in being part of any BDSM scene, community, society, group, club, munch, bunch or menagerie of any description, and i'm really only allowed to be here to become a better slave for them. If they thought it wasn't working that way they would pull the plug on me in a heartbea Wait, false alarm, i'm still here! How long have i been involved in this? Since i was a little girl (in my dreams), i was kind of a bi switch at 15-16, a slave unofficially since i was 19, definitely a slave since i was 22 when i was "officially" collared by my first owner, changed hands at 23 and 27, repossessed by the love(s) of my life at 29, and now i'm 30, so take your pick of the math. And i expect and hope and pray to be my owners' slave for the rest of my life. Oh, and it's definitely poly: Master/Master/slave. i'm sometimes very submissive, sometimes very not submissive, sometimes a switch if it's a female on the bottom and a male on top, but always owned, always a slave...
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