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Thread: Dreams??

If you don't want to be degraded and abused, stop being a slave... As for getting him out of your head, just find someone better then him.
Thread: Dreams??

I'm not trying to bash people who like the SM lifestyle, but really, if you wanted to be treated like an equal, loved, cared for and taken care of, then you're most likely not going to find it in a MasterSlave relationship. I mean, just look at what you define yourself in that relationship! A slave . I honestly do not think anyone can be happy in such a relationship unless they're treated like equals, but since the definition of slave isn't really an equal... you're most likely not going to find that. Maybe some MasterSlave relationships work, but I think it would take a massive amount of trust and the 'Master' would have to see the 'slave' as hisher equal - those two things seem unlikely, unfortunately.
Thread: Dreams??

Calista said I'm not trying to bash people who like the SM lifestyle, but really, if you wanted to be treated like an equal, loved, cared for and taken care of, then you're most likely not going to find it in a MasterSlave relationship. I mean, just look at what you define yourself in that relationship! A slave . I honestly do not think anyone can be happy in such a relationship unless they're treated like equals, but since the definition of slave isn't really an equal... you're most likely not going to find that. Maybe some MasterSlave relationships work, but I think it would take a massive amount of trust and the 'Master' would have to see the 'slave' as hisher equal - those two things seem unlikely, unfortunately. Click to expand... In healthy masterslave or domsub relationships the word trust gets used a lot, but there is also responsibility - being responsible and caring for the 'lesser' partner. A lot of so-called dominants want the power but not the responsibility.
Thread: Dreams??

Vekseid said Calista said I'm not trying to bash people who like the SM lifestyle, but really, if you wanted to be treated like an equal, loved, cared for and taken care of, then you're most likely not going to find it in a MasterSlave relationship. I mean, just look at what you define yourself in that relationship! A slave . I honestly do not think anyone can be happy in such a relationship unless they're treated like equals, but since the definition of slave isn't really an equal... you're most likely not going to find that. Maybe some MasterSlave relationships work, but I think it would take a massive amount of trust and the 'Master' would have to see the 'slave' as hisher equal - those two things seem unlikely, unfortunately. Click to expand... In healthy masterslave or domsub relationships the word trust gets used a lot, but there is also responsibility - being responsible and caring for the 'lesser' partner. A lot of so-called dominants want the power but not the responsibility. Click to expand... I agree with you completely. There is a lot of responsibility when you give someone so much power and authority over another. I find it's mostly 'internet Doms' who are the ones who just want the power and no responsibility, because they know that they can do pretty much whatever the hell they want on the internet. Those type of people, from what I've observed, have no power in real life so they enjoy taking advantage and abusing others online to make themselves feel powerful.
Thread: Dreams??

It's definitely an obsession when he's a strong depiction in your dreams. All I can tell you to do is find a new obsession to replace an old one. 'Quitting cold turkey,' so to speak, is difficult, especially in your situation. When I find myself crushing hard on a boy, and he's always on my mind, I just sit in my room and write music, then strum it out on my bass. I get so into it that I actually get my orchestra together and make an arranged piece of music with it! Hence, a new obsession. xD listulistu
Thread: Dreams??

I rarely remember my dreams.... But I've had a few that have come true... so whenever I do remember its usually something I'm being told. x3
Thread: Dreams??

I love my Dom firned he is so fun to talk to and is fairly nice but yeah don't be a slave if you don't want to be treated bad, be a girl friend or lover or soemthing else.
Thread: Dreams??

Engaging in the lifestyle with the whole irl deal, lemme tell you... It's nothing like what you see on most roleplays, kinky sex times and leather. It's actually a bit more complicated then most people think, the sub has more control than the dom does. After all, they get to tell them how far they're allowed to go, and they're serving them out of their own devotion. They could just as well choose to leave the dom to find someone else, but they actually picked this person to take care of them. The dom also depends on the sub for everything, for taking care of them in exchange for the protection they offer. The feeling of serving someone is lovely if they're the right kind of dom, they won't be pointlessly abusive. After all, they only punish you if you did something bad, duh, not just randomly to get their kicks. If you're into a more violent relationship, sure you can work that out. But it's all consensual, it's not rape, and what physical punishment occurs, has been agreed on prior to it such as boundaries set. It makes me disgusted when people think that it's all about the leather, the abuse, and just treating someone like shit. The point isn't to treat someone like shit, it's to exchange what you both long for to take care of one another. In relevance to the topic, let me say that you're looking at the wrong place for masters. Also, dreams aren't literal, just like poetry isn't. He probably just represents anxiety in your life, and your brain just associates it with him. Confront the issue or just deal with it.
Thread: Dreams??

Ilovegoatse is right like I said my Dom buddy is so nice to everyone and his subs like him so having a bad master is your own coice. And if you are trying to find him in a dream maybe you are seeking out issues? I don't know you but if you go looking for trouble... And you said before I think you are done with those kind of men I could be wrong though So maybe your subconciouse is pointing out your old life style and that change will be hard becasue you will be tempted to go back to it?
Thread: Dreams??

Exactly, and a bad master really isn't one at all.. it's just a controlling moron with issues.
Thread: Dreams??

Yup bad masters are just abusive. But most of the Doms I know sign a type of contract say what they can and cannot do to the sub. Yeah i know some kinky BDSM people they are cool.
Thread: Dreams??

It is probably just a dream and nothing more. If he's been on your mind a lot he's bound to be in your dreams. Try to find something to do to keep your mind busy. Choose a new hobby or try doing something you haven't done before. Paint, draw, do puzzles, scrapbooking, baking, woodwork...
Thread: TR's List

I'm still looking, and being none of my partners are online right now I'm wanting to start a new one.
Thread: TR's List

2. Asshole MasterSlave arrow arrow slave is disobedient a MageElemental
Thread: Milenko & Nixie

Shaun continued to watch Rebecca. He grinned as George showed fled to the bathroom. Casually Shaun pushed a small button on his ear piece and spoke. Hes in the toilets, go in and take care of him he said to much... everyone else keep an eye on Rebecca... With this a man on a nearby table got up from his seat and casually walked into the mens toilets. Casually the undercover cop upholstered his pistol and aimed at George. Hand where I can see them sir! Your under arrest!... The cop was quick to move in and cuff George. I have him boss.. The Undercover cop told Shaun. By this time Rebecca was leaving. Shaun watched her and was quick to speak to his men again. She is on the move! Stop her!... He ordered. As she reached the door two Undercover officers posing a couple stood up and pulled out there guns. FREEZE!... They order to Rebecca. With this Shaun climbed out of his jeep and casually walked over to the Restaurant. Should he do as shes told or try to escape?... shock O shes a smart Jock!... Yeah I got a job for you nesse... we got some Polack asshole who need taken back to his cell... you will find him in the 'interrogation' room in the east end of the prison block next to the shower block... be careful with him hes a terrorist... hes already tried to escape today!.. so a couple of my boys have had to teach him a lesson... but first go tidy yourself up! You look like shit not a soldier!... this isnt your local boozer love!... Now get on it! Report to me as soon as your done!... Dickson show her to her quarters!... With this Captain White turned away from Amy and walked into the building. Dickson grinned and looked Amy up and down. Follow me love.. you will be staying in the barracks with the rest of the grunts... hope you dont mind living with a bunch of lads... youre the only girl we got!... Dickson informed Amy before he began to walk towards the Barracks.
Thread: Milenko & Nixie

Adrenaline was pumping ecstatically around Rebecca and her fingers itched to look at the contents of the briefcase now. However, when you??re right at the top, there really is only one way you can go down. And Rebecca plummeted and landed flat on her face, figuratively speaking. Before she could even make it halfway down the street, two guns were pointed at her and all the actual citizens were screaming and causing chaos. Unfortunately this chaos wasn??t enough to distract any of the coppers. Judging from the organisation of it all, it had to be coppers. Well done Rebecca, an opportunity, a career and all that information that was nearly hers completely blown in a matter of seconds. Forever cool, her extensive knowledge of the English language allowed her to select a word that summed up the entire situation. ??Fan-fucking-tastic.? she said dryly, standing motionless where she was a man who had just gotten out of a jeep approached. He was donned entirely in black ??Ooh?mysterious.? she thought dryly, her now hard blue eyes following him. She put a hand on her hip and tilted her head, as if bored by the whole process. The wind whipped her honey blonde hair around but she didn??t brush it aside because she knew it would accomplish nothing and there was a good chance of her getting shot if she moved too quickly. In recent years, it had become a lot more easy to kill legally. Escape attempts may be more interesting later on. Amy ignored that the charming terms directed at her but paid attention to the orders. She didn??t look at him for the whole of the conversation and instead kept her green gaze straight her head. She had to admit the Captain had a fair point about her being a mess though. If she looked how she felt, it couldn??t have been pretty. She was curious as to what he meant by teaching the prisoner a lesson but she said nothing on the subject. Just before he turned to leave, she met his gaze and her eyes revealed all she thought of him in that brief second. He was a pig and she didn??t like him. Not one bit. She nearly glared at Dickson when his slimy eyes roved over he curvaceous body, but she reminded herself that he was still above her and it seemed like it would be a dangerous thing to disrespect him. She shouldered her pack again and walked next to him. ??I??m sure I??ll manage sir. It??s not the only time I??ll be the only woman. Thank you for your concern though Sergeant.? her voice was icy cold but he allowed him to lead the way, all the time acutely aware of how the men off duty caught sight of her. And then didn??t look away. A light blush rose to her cheeks. She set her things down on her bunk and undid her ponytail letting the raven hair fall to her shoulders before tying it back up again, pulling as much of it back as possible. ??Could you show me where I can wash up, Sir?? she said to the Sergeant through gritted teeth.
Thread: Milenko & Nixie

As Shaun arrived he slowly took over the situation. The Under cops began to clear the Restuarant of staff and customers. Shaun approached Rebecca and forcefully took the case from her. I wonder whats in this?... I bet you would love to know... shame you never will!... He said sarcastically as he held the case tightly. By this time George was escorted out of the toilets and through the restuarant and brought to Shaun. What shud I do with him Boss? The Cop asked Shaun as held George by the shoulder with his free hand whilst his gun was pressed against the back of his head. Hes commited Treason... and the law state that the penalty for treason is death!... take him out and have him shot!... Shaun ordered. With this George was taken out into the street and shot point blank in the back of the head. His coarpse fell to the ground and the cop who shot him casually walked away. Shaun's eyes were fixed on Rebecca as George was shot. As for you, you dont get shot!... you get arrested, now what should the charge be?... after all we have to keep this official. How about Suspected Involvement with Terrorists... yeah thats good Thanks to the new Anti-Terrorist Laws you wont see any sun light for a few months!.. Shaun informed Rebeccas as the female officer behind her stepped forward and cuffed her while her college kept his gun aimed at her. The showers are down the hall though they like the bedroom is communal... sorry no private shower... Sergeant Dickson informed Amy again. As he looked ready to leave and return to his master. Dickson then walked on out of the Barracks and returned to Captain White. As Dickson left the two Soldiers who had just beaten Olek entered the Barracks. The stopped in their tracks on the way to the showers. Well well well... what do we have here? GI Barbie?!.. One of the Soldiers commented as the other laughed.
Thread: Milenko & Nixie

Shaun listened to Rebecca and smirked. He was above the law and could easily get away with anything after all he had enough loyal cops to vouch for him and frame Rebecca for anything they wanted. Youre a cocky wee tramp aint ya... Shaun replied as he looked over to the officers behind Rebecca. Take her to my jeep shes mine!... when youve done that clean up the mess... O and remember George had a gun... he shot first!... Shaun added in a sinister tone as he gave his orders. With this the female cop began to escort Rebecca out of the restaurant and towards Shauns Jeep while the other officer pulled walked over to George's corpse pulled out his gun and fired a couple of shots at a nearby wall before dropping it beside georges body to make it appear that George shot the gun. The two male soldiers watched as Amy made her way into the showers. It was obvious they were going to join her after all it was where they were heading in the first place but now it seemed a more fun idea. The two large men undressed and walked naked into the shower room. As they entered the looked upon her like a piece of meat as they took the two showers either side of her. The one to her left slowly moved closer to her and without a care grabbed her arse and squeezed her left cheek hard. Mmmmm, you look good wet!.. He said to her in a perverted tone as he continued to eye up the rest of her body from the left. Meanwhile his comrade was admiring her leg wound. Yo mate you should see this side she looks like a fucking Zombie!.. The soldier on the right said with an insulting tone. Both men got closer to Amy and knew full well no one else would be around the barracks for a good couple of hours.
Thread: Milenko & Nixie

Mine? Mine? That??s what he had said. If that??s what he thought then she had news for that little fuck. ??Cocky? I prefer ??persistant??.? she shrugged as the woman behind her tightened her grip on her arm and pulled her away from the Detective. Rebecca frowned a little with her backward stumble. He still hadn??t answered her question. She hated it when people did that. But she was used to it enough. Rebecca heard the gunshots and carefully avoided looking at George??s corpse, the reminder making her stomach churn again. As she was frogmarch back to the Jeep, Rebecca went willingly but for her own entertainment she asked the female cop. ??So do you wipe his arse clean or do you prefer to lick it?? she said in the same tone she would use as if she were interviewing a celebrity on television. The woman glared at her but said nothing. However, as she was forcing her into the car, Rebecca felt a thwack on the back of her head, prompting a laugh from her. The door slammed shut, nearly catching her foot, on purpose Rebecca thought and while a couple of cops guarded her outside the car, Rebecca was left to examine the interior and wait. As soon as the Detective got into the car, Rebecca said in a stony voice ??You didn??t answer my question. Who are you?? she repeated, before flicking her hair out of her face just by jerking her head and without much success. ??And where are you taking me?? she added. Although Amy did not look at her knew colleagues, she was acutely aware of their presence on either side of her and their eyes roving over her naked body, making her feel more vulnerable than she liked. At first, she just concentrated on the cold water an not getting her hair wet. She rubbed at her skin and froze completely when her arse was squeezed. Her green eyes stared dead ahead of her and she did not move for a couple of seconds but soon she resumed as she was. Then the one to her right made a comment about that side of her body that she couldn??t really argue with. She probably would have thought the same, looking at the scar. But before the guy on her left could make any sort of response, Amy was moving. Leaning her weight on her good leg, her left hand grasped the hand that had clutched her arse and held it in a vice grip while her right fist slammed into his gut, just below his ribcage. She didn??t hit with nearly enough force to leave a mark but it was certainly enough to wind him. ??Don??t touch me.? she growled, her Scottish accent becoming a little thicker here. Amy turned off the tap and began to limp out, her head held high. No fucking way was she submitting to any of the wanks in this place. Not without a fucking fight at least.
Thread: Milenko & Nixie

Shaun sat in the drivers seat of his jeep and watched Rebecca in his rear view mirror. He knew better than to answer her questions and remained silent as he began to drive. As he watched her now and then whilst keeping his eyes on the road he couldnt help but notice she looked a little like his dead wife. He shook this thought away with a quick shake of his head as he casually drove away from the restaurant. Soon ran began to fall and a storm approached. Suddenly the police radio in his jeep began to crackle. Hel... HE... HELP!... OFFIC... DOW... The distress call didnt bother Shaun who simply turned of the radio. Shaun remained silent and emotionless and he drove. As Amy fought of the two male soldiers she was taunted by sarcastic cheers as she left the showers. Though it was safe to say this wasnt going to end here. After all the two soldiers she fought off wouldnt let a women push them around twice. They continued to shower cleaning themselves from the filth of the interrogation room. The Keys Amy needed sat on her bunk. Least the soldiers had the decency to leave them for her.
Thread: Milenko & Nixie

Yet again Shauns response was silence. He had no intentions of giving her anything she could use by mistake. He had made that mistake in the past. Tell a journalist one thing they blow it way out of proportion and make it into a whole shit storm. Next thing you find your name in a openly identity assassination filled article. Though this didnt bother him after all he had no family nor really any friends, just himself and his job. He had to admit her persistence was impressive. Even her little Houdini stunt from the back of the Jeep to the front made him grin. You know nothing of this War... Our people do not need you filling their head with fear of invasions!... He finally responded. The government had as always kept many secrets of this war and only let the public know the good things, moral boasting sentiments to ease their troubled minds. Keeping them happy with their safe lives behind the British Armys defences. Keeping the UK for only UK Citizens. As Rebecca asked for his name he was quick on the mark to give a false one. After all he had been in this situation many times before. Samuel ONeil... His words rolled of his tongue as if he had given her his real name. He wasnt going to fall for her and her tricks so easily. Olek slowly gained consciousness as he felt himself being pulled down from his hanging position. As he felt himself fall upon another person he cried in agony as feeling returned to his beaten body. U fashistvarken! He protested believing Amy to be another Soldier out to get her sadistic kicks. Though soon he noticed softness to her voice, sort of putting him at ease as she spoke of his shoulders. He nodded in response as he lay across her lap beaten and bloody thankfully that todays beating was over. Who are you?... Ive never seen you amongst White's men... hell a youre a women and not English!.. shit how did you end up here? He asked as he lay in waiting for her to fix his shoulders. He was surprised Captain White would have a Women here let alone one who wasnt English. He had always heard white and his men referring to the locals in the area as 'fucking jocks'.
Thread: Milenko & Nixie

Soon Shauns car pulled up outside Rebecca's house. With the engine still running Shaun leaned over and pushed Rebecca to the side and uncuffed her. While she was away from her home the police had tapped her phone line and a surveillance team had moved into a house across the street. The owners of the house being told Rebecca was involved in a terrorist investigation and had to be monitored and that they should remain as natural as possible towards Rebecca. You are free to go, this time... but be warned you are being watched!... so I hope you will behave yourself and be a good little journalist and do your job as you are EXPECTED to do it!... Shaun announced as he sat waiting for her to leave the jeep. She may have been a problem but being on TV people would ask questions if she was to disappear. Though the Police could easily cover it up, they found it less hassle to just let her go and keep watch over her. As for the cigarettes I would ask you to not smoke in here, if you would be so kind as to save your filthy habit till you are in your home... He added simply as if he were a Taxi Driver dropping her and not a Detective. Olek cried in agony as his Shoulders were fixed. Most of what Amy said to him he had failed to hear due to his still semi conscious state and the pain of his shoulders being re-connected. My clothes?... I dont know I woke up in here... they drugged me... He replied to the question he heard. He had been drugged as he slept and brought to this room. He woke up to the sight of a bloody fist pulling away from his nose. As he was lifted he fidgeted. Please I am not a invalid... no offence... He informed her he was still capable of walking though he noticed her bad leg. Cell, ha... you think I want to go back there?... He responded in a mocking manner after all he knew she was knew and had no idea where everything was. He found it funny she expected him to tell her which filthy cage belonged to him. How about you just put a bullet in my head now and get it over with... White will only do it eventually... hell it might earn you some respect!... He added in a sarcastic tone, he obviously wasnt in the best moods due to the beating he had just received.