If there were an eighth day ....
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Posted:Aug 14, 2009 6:05 pm
Last Updated:May 4, 2024 12:2 am 8433 Views
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If there were an eighth day of the week
An extra, secret, special day that no one else knows about
I would sleep till I wake
Talk to a faraway friend on the phone
Give my soul time to catch up with my life
Let wind run through my hair
Breathe easy
Listen to music that plucks my heartstrings
Walk in the heart-garden of a loved one
Rock a baby to sleep
Dance in the kitchen to Golden Oldies
Sip nectar from honeysuckle flowers
Be swept away
Show someone how I feel
Lunch on a log
Live inside-out
Replenish my patience supply
Help somebody feel better
Read a book start-to-finish-no-interruptions
Refuse to rush
Write a how-much-you-mean-to-me letter
Indulge a dream
Gather wildflowers for every vase I own
Feel
Heal
Go outside right before a storm and soak up the energy
Be me
No pretense, no pressure
Eat good food in a good place with a good friend
Laugh 400 times
Have a party and invite all my favorite people
Watch a romantic movie with tissues handy
Take a bath by moonlight
And then I'd put on comfy, cozy, cotton jammies
And fall fast asleep
On sheets fresh from the clothesline
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Luucky Night at the Bar
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Posted:Aug 14, 2009 7:39 am
Last Updated:Feb 19, 2017 7:46 pm 11268 Views
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A guy had an interesting experience recently involving an "older" woman he met at a bar.
She looked pretty darn HOT for 62. She was drinking quite a bit and, while they were chatting, she came right out and asked him if he'd ever had a "sportsman's double" - a mother and threesome?
He said no, but she might be able to talk him into it. So she slams back one last drink, wipes her mouth and, looking directly into his eyes, says, "Tonight's your lucky night."
So they go back to her place, she clicks on the hall light right as they enter her place, and she shouts upstairs:
"Mom! You still awake?"
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Pray for Leroy
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Posted:Aug 13, 2009 9:48 am
Last Updated:May 4, 2024 12:2 am 8551 Views
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"Anyone with needs to be prayed over, come forward, to the front at the altar," the Preacher says.
Leroy gets in line, and when it's his turn, the preacher asks: "Leroy, what do you want me to pray about for you."
Leroy replies: "Preacher, I need you to pray for my hearing." The preacher puts one finger in Leroy's ear, and he places the other hand on top of Leroy's head and prays and prays and prays, he prays a blue streak for Leroy.
After a few minutes, the Preacher removes his hands, stands back and asks,"Leroy, how is your hearing now?"
Leroy says, "I don't know, Reverend, it ain't til next Wednesday!"
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Philosophical
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Posted:Aug 10, 2009 8:12 pm
Last Updated:Feb 19, 2017 7:48 pm 10567 Views
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Keep this philosophy in mind the next time you either hear, or are about to repeat a rumor.
In ancient Greece (469 - 399 BC) Socrates was
widely lauded for his wisdom.
One day the great philosopher came upon an
acquaintance who ran up to him excitedly and said, "Socrates, do you know what I just heard about one of your students?"
"Wait a moment," Socrates replied. "Before you tell me I'd like you to pass a little test. It's called the Triple Filter Test."
"Triple filter?"
"That's right," Socrates continued. "Before you talk to me about my student let's take a moment to filter what you're going to say.
The first filter is truth.
Have you made absolutely sure that what you are about to tell me is true?"
"No," the man said, "actually I just heard about it and..."
"All right," said Socrates. "So you don't really know if it's true or not.
Now let's try the second filter, the filter of Goodness.
Is what you are about to tell me about my student something good?"
"No, on the contrary..."
"So," Socrates continued, "you want to tell me
something bad about him, even though you're not certain it's true?"
The man shrugged, a little embarrassed.
Socrates continued. "You may still pass the test
though, because there is a third filter - the filter of Usefulness.
Is what you want to tell me about my student going to be useful to me?"
"No, not really."
"Well," concluded Socrates, "if what you want to tell me is neither True nor Good nor even Useful, why tell it to me at all?"
The man was defeated and ashamed.
This is the reason Socrates was a great philosopher and held in such high esteem.
It also explains why he never found out that Plato was banging his wife.
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Hear Ye ...Hear Ye ...Hear Ye
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Posted:Aug 5, 2009 7:32 pm
Last Updated:Jan 24, 2011 8:43 pm 9235 Views
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There will be a trial held in the D/s Play Room on Thursday August the 9th at 9 PM EST
lusciouslorie ( me ) has been charged with dressing inappropiately while in the presence of her Sir ....Weomaster
It is wished that any who may wish to testify to the defendants (lorie)s behaviour and or character please attend and be sworn in at this time. It is also hoped that any who wish to just view this trial will come and enjoy as well.
IF convicted lorie WILL be punished by Weomaster right after the trial
Hope to see A/all of You there
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A New Story ...Part 1
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Posted:Aug 2, 2009 9:47 am
Last Updated:Aug 3, 2009 2:27 pm 9318 Views
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I was shivering with excitement and hunger as I left the plane …I had to scurry to the ladies room and begin my cleansing …I had known that I would need to have one final cleanse as You never waited to claim me …and W/we had been apart for so long this time ..my thighs were sticky with the honey that had been seeping from me as images of the events to come flashed through my mind…I had to completely disrobe and cleanse myself inside and out the tiny cubicle restrictive making it difficult to move …I did not rush as I wanted to be thorough and thought I had more time …when sure I was squeaky clean I dressed and headed out to meet You at Your gate …I had mixed emotions as I saw the text from You that You were already there . but as I looked up and saw Your smiling face coming toward me my breath disappeared …and my body began to quiver …You wrapped me in Your arms and kissed me …then You placed Your mouth by my ear and whispered …my body stood frozen in the moment ..but this time all You said was “hello my kitten” … I leaned against You with mixed emotions … a little relieved that I hadn’t had to struggle to maintain my composure had You used the command …yet terribly disappointed and wanting …shivering with hunger because You hadn’t …I smiled to myself …You had me in a constant state of contradictions. Savouring the warmth and strength of Your arms I whispered into Your chest “hello my Sir …I have missed You”
Grasping my hair in Your hands You pulled my head back so that I was looking up at You and leaned forward and kissed my lips …slowly …lingering …then pressing deeper ….nipping a little on my lips …pulling back You said “let U/us go now kitten …I have much planned for U/us
As W/we walked to the taxi my breath was shallow …my inner thighs sticky with the slow oozing of my honey …my hunger was growing …in the taxi as You just kept up small chatter …identifying points of interest …all the while Your arm around me left Your fingers just touching my distended nipples …every so often Your strong fingers would brush against their hardness …tantalizing …..my body began to squirm … my voice becoming husky …having to clear my throat so that I could answer You …Suddenly Your fingers grasped my nipple and twisted …quickly and sharply …my moan was high and sharp …the driver looked up suddenly into the rear view mirror and I knew my face was scarlet …I bent over …trying to make some excuse about stubbing my toe … Your soft chuckle made my face even more scarlet and You squeezed me and said “you will just have to be more careful my kitten.
After what seemed like eons W/we arrived at the hotel …and I stood trying to look nonchalant while You checked in …it seemed to take ages and I moved from one foot to another …keeping my legs together as I could feel the crotch of my thong sodden with the juices that were beginning to flow heavier now …I was afraid that they would begin to roll down my legs …below the hemline of my skirt …I became fidgety …as W/we walked to the elevator You stopped to read the “days events” on the board …stalling …smiling…knowing my distress …becoming panicky I whisper “please Sir …please …can W/we go to O/our room? …smiling and taking pity on me You pulled me close to You and taking the luggage in Your other hand led me into the elevator …You kissed me passionately all the way to O/our floor …and once in the room You held me and kissed me and began to disrobe me ….when You had me writhing and moaning You stepped back and told me to place all the toys on the edge of the bed …walking with shaky legs I began to remove all the toys from the bad and lay them on one side of the bed …making sure that they did not touch and were completely displayed for You …when I was finished You instructed me to disrobe completely and place myself in second position …I moaned and blushed knowing this position left me most vulnerable and open …You instructed that I was to remain that way until You returned from the bathroom ….
As You left the room I completely disrobed and climbed up onto the bed …kneeling at first …and then taking a deep breath I leaned forward and put my forehead on the bed and slid my arms underneath my body and through my open thighs until I could grasp my ankles …I then opened my legs as wide as they could go …and swayed my back into a downward dip so that my wet throbbing place was completely exposed and open to You … I heard You in the bathroom and finally the shower was turned off …and I waited …my breathing shallow …my flesh flushed with the shame of laying there so exposed and open to You …yet my lips twitched and opened more ..allowing my seeping honey to slide through the petals …make them glisten …I waited and waited …beginning to squirm with want and shame ….
I heard You come into the room and stand behind me …silent …my body trembled knowing that You were scrutinizing me …watching ….my honey began to flow in earnest now …and the flush on my skin deepened …You picked up the crop and ran it over my flesh …teasing …occasionally giving it a soft snap on some part of my body..…after You had warmed my flesh I felt the crop being laid down beside me …and Your weight settle on the bed behind me …laying against me and pulling my head up by the hair You said “ …the only sound I want to hear from You is “yes Sir” …or begging for release or counting …there is to be no other noise …do you understand?? Being silent filled with astonishment ..not thinking that was possible... You gave my hair a tug and said “do you understand? I slowly whispered …”yes Sir “ …You moved off me and stood behind me ..and I waited ….
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HELP!!!
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Posted:Jul 30, 2009 9:41 am
Last Updated:Feb 19, 2017 7:49 pm 10411 Views
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I have not been as obedient as I should but my Sir has agreed to allow me to present my case ...so He is holding a trial ..Please!! I need a lawyer and character witnesses ...the trial will be held in the D/s Playroom ...Will someone help me???
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a game from pixie
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Posted:Jul 16, 2009 9:57 am
Last Updated:Feb 19, 2017 7:50 pm 9903 Views
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If you will leave a comment, I will try very hard to:
1. Respond with something random that I know or think I know about you.
2. I will tell you what song or movie or celebrity you remind me of.
3. I will tell you the most likely place that you and I will ever make out.
4. I will say something that only makes sense to you and me or at the very least make something up that may give other Alt people something to talk about
5. I will tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
6. I will tell you what name would be a good fit if you were the opposite gender.
7. I will ask you something that I have always wondered about you.
it will be great fun in getting to know you better
   
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irritated
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Posted:Jun 14, 2009 9:39 pm
Last Updated:Feb 19, 2017 7:53 pm 9846 Views
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just a little ranting
I think I am very clear in my profile that I belong to Weomaster and want no other, however the other day I received an email here in alt along with a friend invite and was hotlisted by this guy who stated " I don't want to cause any riff with you and Weomaster but I am coming to your city and want to borrow you for the night" ...now this incensed me and I did not really know why at the time but have sorted out a few things.
The first: I understand that some who live this lifestyle share their sub/slaves and with that being said his request should have been sent to Sir instead of me. I felt that this showed disrespect to my Sir which incensed me.
The second: that by asking me directly without contacting my Sir, disrespected me by insinuating that I would do anything of that nature without my Sirs knowledge or permission. Which again cast dispersion on my Sirs ability to train me properly.
am I overreacting?? should I just ignore this lack of respect ...this rudeness?? what would you do ??
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