Comments on: Falling in love with a sadist http://www.lessonslearned.us/index.php/2004/01/08/falling-in-love-with-a-sadist/ Thu, 19 Jan 2012 03:48:27 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3 By: Nuts and Bolts http://www.lessonslearned.us/index.php/2004/01/08/falling-in-love-with-a-sadist/comment-page-1/#comment-1662 Nuts and Bolts Wed, 14 Jul 2010 16:22:36 +0000 http://www.lessonslearned.us/?p=858#comment-1662 [...] Master Magnum, who certainly gave me a lot to think [...] [...] Master Magnum, who certainly gave me a lot to think [...]

]]> By: Master Magnum http://www.lessonslearned.us/index.php/2004/01/08/falling-in-love-with-a-sadist/comment-page-1/#comment-1661 Master Magnum Wed, 14 Jul 2010 15:55:20 +0000 http://www.lessonslearned.us/?p=858#comment-1661 With your indulgence... 13 years ago I almost married this wonderfully masochistic little slut. We were torrid for about 5 months, then she went back to the married guy. Ok... advance to today. I'm widowed 9 years from remarriage to My first wife, mother of My children and full time slave, have been quiet now for some years, but decided to go ahead and "put Myself back out there". My wonderfully masochistic little slut, in a dying marriage, does the same at the same time. With the handle of "2longlostlove" on a random BDSM dating website, she finds My profile, with no pic, different name than I used to use, and still recognizes Me, sends Me an email with a single word, My real first name. I knew immediately who had found Me. It's love. The real, deep, head in the clouds feet on the ground thing. The kids remember one another (Mine and hers met each other back then, see it was serious), the husband is moving out, and as I look at what we want together, of course I get into her head. For 10 years now she's been following you guys. She describes "internal enslavement" as if it's ... well it's always a snapshot of something, how deeply into their slavery a particular slave is, never the process of getting there, the means. I don't lack for confidence, I can scene with the very best of them, not bragging, honestly, but I've taken that Pepsi challenge in some pretty high-concept arenas, including Chicago, Tampa, and SanFran, all places I've lived in the past so many years. But I want this to be perfect, this time. No matter how committed she is to Me, and she is very deeply, I want to be the absolute best thing that ever happened to her in EVERY way. HENCE... and I'll try not to use that word again ;), I ask for some of the nuts and bolts of how this has evolved for you. It may just be time, the long and enduring involvement. Our situation will be different yours, she has a career, she'll have to continue that for some time, I can't move us to the pastoral idyll you folks have, and I hope her fantasy of how it will be isn't dependent on that. We have children also, a couple who still live at home, so putting her in the cage or having her in cuffs and collar, naked, for days isn't going to be a workable reality, though some lovely weekends will be possible once school starts again. Still, somehow, in her mind I'm sure this "internal enslavement" isn't dependent on that, somehow or another it's more about a constancy and attitude. So... care to elaborate a bit on .... what exactly. I couldn't begin to ask. I'm a heavy duty player, serious and intense, but I'm playful at times, too. Kids.. you can't be surly/serious. Besides, I'm a funny motherfucker! I like the laughing, the romance, kissing and putting her on My lap. And she wants that side of Me too. So how would you be loving, romantic, caring, and also a certified Bastard who makes her breathless with anticipation. How does that balance work? Can it work? And maybe it is just time... making sure to keep her respectful, being willing to let her know when I'm righteously irritated. I'd love to know protocols you guys use, the rules, the limits. If she's rashing from shaving her cunt, do I let her keep her hair or tell her to push through it, see how it is in a week, since she hasn't shaved herself in years? Maybe it will clear up, but if it doesn't then I was wrong about that, so what then? Just an example here. Yes, My wife and I lived it. It was quite natural, and it did evolve over years, too. Again, maybe that's what it's all about. Love, I presume, and that is the driver here, is the first phase of this Internal Enslavement, or it was for Michelle (wife) and I. Her love pushed her to serve and please, her love of what I did to her pushed her to take more and more. Interesting... this almost becomes an essay for My own decision making process, How To Sculpt a Slave. But rhonda ( new love ) isn't a beginner, being forged from the soft clay of the young girl I began with in Michelle. Conundrum, am I overthinking it all? I almost just cut this out and kept it all to Myself. But because she has followed you now for 10 years, I am asking, with respect, for you input. The simple would be some protocols you have that enforce your feelings, enrich your experience, and for these alone I'll be grateful. Anything more would be a blessing, and I would count it as such. Until soon... Master Magnum With your indulgence… 13 years ago I almost married this wonderfully masochistic little slut. We were torrid for about 5 months, then she went back to the married guy. Ok… advance to today. I’m widowed 9 years from remarriage to My first wife, mother of My children and full time slave, have been quiet now for some years, but decided to go ahead and “put Myself back out there”. My wonderfully masochistic little slut, in a dying marriage, does the same at the same time. With the handle of “2longlostlove” on a random BDSM dating website, she finds My profile, with no pic, different name than I used to use, and still recognizes Me, sends Me an email with a single word, My real first name. I knew immediately who had found Me. It’s love. The real, deep, head in the clouds feet on the ground thing. The kids remember one another (Mine and hers met each other back then, see it was serious), the husband is moving out, and as I look at what we want together, of course I get into her head.

For 10 years now she’s been following you guys. She describes “internal enslavement” as if it’s … well it’s always a snapshot of something, how deeply into their slavery a particular slave is, never the process of getting there, the means. I don’t lack for confidence, I can scene with the very best of them, not bragging, honestly, but I’ve taken that Pepsi challenge in some pretty high-concept arenas, including Chicago, Tampa, and SanFran, all places I’ve lived in the past so many years. But I want this to be perfect, this time. No matter how committed she is to Me, and she is very deeply, I want to be the absolute best thing that ever happened to her in EVERY way. HENCE… and I’ll try not to use that word again ;) , I ask for some of the nuts and bolts of how this has evolved for you.

It may just be time, the long and enduring involvement. Our situation will be different yours, she has a career, she’ll have to continue that for some time, I can’t move us to the pastoral idyll you folks have, and I hope her fantasy of how it will be isn’t dependent on that. We have children also, a couple who still live at home, so putting her in the cage or having her in cuffs and collar, naked, for days isn’t going to be a workable reality, though some lovely weekends will be possible once school starts again. Still, somehow, in her mind I’m sure this “internal enslavement” isn’t dependent on that, somehow or another it’s more about a constancy and attitude.

So… care to elaborate a bit on …. what exactly. I couldn’t begin to ask. I’m a heavy duty player, serious and intense, but I’m playful at times, too. Kids.. you can’t be surly/serious. Besides, I’m a funny motherfucker! I like the laughing, the romance, kissing and putting her on My lap. And she wants that side of Me too. So how would you be loving, romantic, caring, and also a certified Bastard who makes her breathless with anticipation. How does that balance work? Can it work? And maybe it is just time… making sure to keep her respectful, being willing to let her know when I’m righteously irritated. I’d love to know protocols you guys use, the rules, the limits. If she’s rashing from shaving her cunt, do I let her keep her hair or tell her to push through it, see how it is in a week, since she hasn’t shaved herself in years? Maybe it will clear up, but if it doesn’t then I was wrong about that, so what then? Just an example here.

Yes, My wife and I lived it. It was quite natural, and it did evolve over years, too. Again, maybe that’s what it’s all about. Love, I presume, and that is the driver here, is the first phase of this Internal Enslavement, or it was for Michelle (wife) and I. Her love pushed her to serve and please, her love of what I did to her pushed her to take more and more.

Interesting… this almost becomes an essay for My own decision making process, How To Sculpt a Slave. But rhonda ( new love ) isn’t a beginner, being forged from the soft clay of the young girl I began with in Michelle. Conundrum, am I overthinking it all?

I almost just cut this out and kept it all to Myself. But because she has followed you now for 10 years, I am asking, with respect, for you input. The simple would be some protocols you have that enforce your feelings, enrich your experience, and for these alone I’ll be grateful. Anything more would be a blessing, and I would count it as such.

Until soon…

Master Magnum

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