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    Thanks for the links to those stories...I will definitely check them out.
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    When I first joined this site, it was because of the stories. I still read them every once in a while, but I still can't review them. And I don't even bother sending them any stories. What's the use?
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    slaveboy 6 replied to a thread The Company in Role Play
    I don't know how long I'd been in that cage, but the two Mistresses tugged me out by a leash attached to my collar. It was Mistress Laura who was now leading me into the dungeon. It was a bit exciting being Dommed by my coworker who was hired the same time I was, and who practically raped me that day in the kitchen. Apparently, Mistress Rita has had a positive affect on her. "What to whip him again or do you want to do something else? Maybe a little cock and ball torture? That's always fun." Laura was grinning like a kid in a candy store. The new Domme ambled over to the pegboard. She took down some metal clamps that looked absolutely ominous. "Good choice." Laura looked daggers at me and then pointed to the upright wheel. "Let's use that." The two ladies spread me out face outward, while tying my hands and feet to sides of the wooden implement. Laura played with my nipples getting them hard, then attaching two metal clamps. I flinched and cried out. "Oh come on slave, I know you can take a little tit torture," Laura taunted. "We haven't even got to his balls yet," Rita chided. They didn't keep me waiting long. They each took turns hanging two metal clamps each from my scrotum. In addition, they hung 5 pound weights from each of the nipple and ball clamps, which really had me suffering. "I'm proud of you baby," Rita cooed at Laura. "You're learning fast. My pussy's wet again. Do me right here, let's let slave peter watch."
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    slaveboy 6 replied to a thread The Company in Role Play
    The next week went by the usual way with one change. I noticed Rita was much more loving and complimentary; apparently the company was running smoothly. I also noticed the boss lady was particularly more chummy toward her assistant Laura. On Friday Rita sent me a text to be at her house not her apartment this evening after work. Driving through the gated driveway, I knocked on the heavy door-knocker, and was admitted by a smiling caucasian lady in her forties who was wearing a maid's outfit. She led me through the living room and down some stairs to a large room with bdsm equipment all over the room. Once there, the maid turned to me, "Strip to your panties, get on your knees and wait here." She pointed to a spot on the carpeted floor, then blindfolded me. I waited and waited, getting fidgety. I knew this routine with other Mistress's, making the submissive want it more. After what seemed like an hour, I heard two sets of footsteps descending the stairs. Nervously waiting my fate, I sensed being surrounded. Then I felt a finger lifting my face up. Not seeing, I could tell Rita's voice...But who was with her? "Pete, you're a good slave. So far you have followed my instructions to the letter."....."Thank you Mistress."...."Now I have a surprise for you." I felt her fingers on my blindfold, and when she pushed it up, I saw Laura! I couldn't believe my eyes. She was dressed in black leather from her ample breasts to her waist. On her feet was a set of shiny black boots that rose up her bare legs to her thighs. She looked hot! Was this the same young lady from a conservative background who was appalled by what she was forced to do by Rita? Mistress allowed the shock to settle into my brain. "Slave Peter, meet Mistress Laura." I swallowed hard. "I have been training her to be my assistant, not only at work, but as a Domme." Amused by my sudden reaction, Rita continued. "Show some respect and kiss her boots!" I did so greedily. "Looks like slave peter wants to be your slave, Mistress, but I think we should give him something to wipe that smile off his face!"....Laura grinned. "Stand up slave!" It was Laura who gave the order. "Stand under those chains!" she pointed toward the two hanging chains that were three feet apart. When I obeyed, both Dommes hooked my wrists to the chains. Rita then placed a spreader bar between my ankles, forcing my legs just as wide. Rita showed the implement she was Laura to use on me. It was a long whip with ten tails on it, with metal balls at the end of each length. Then she made to pronouncement,,,, "Whip him!" The first thwap hit me mid back. I absorbed it without crying out. "He's a pain slut, whip him harder!" The next one landed an inch from the initial one. Same reaction. But then she marched the thwaps evening down my back and by the time she reached ten I was more forceful with my replies. She screamed it across my ass, then to my thighs, which had me howling. Finally, she brought the lashes up into my balls and I sagged, having been whipped into submission. "Good girl, I'm proud of you, let's take him down and lead him to his cell. We can play with slave pete later....All this has made my pussy wet. You may put your tongue to good use."
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    I was used to sucking Mistress Misty's pussy every morning and every night, and getting a spanking or a whipping for my thank you. But it was strange seeing Amber in the slave cell; quite a come down from the sadistic bitch who had lots of fun stepping on my balls when I was the hotel doormat. Also, once in a while my Mistress would be leading me by a leash when we'd cross paths with Master Mike leading slave 1 the same way. I was sure to keep all the computers running with the latest software, and I made sure the wifi was working all over the hotel. One day I was behind the front desk when the new girl got a call from one of the guests on the eleventh floor, from a man who said his wifi wasn't working. When I knocked on his door, a voice told me to enter. When I did, I recognized them, and smiled. It was the same couple who I met a few months ago. "How are you two; may I help you with your wifi problem?....They both looked down between my legs and gazed at my hard-on tenting my red panties. "We remember you too," the red headed babe cooed. "I don't have a wifi problem. When I saw you down at the desk, I wanted you to bring the wonderful piece of male meat up here, so I could cuck my sorry ass husband. He likes to watch me get fucked by another man. But you know what else he likes? He likes to watch me use my strap-on on another man." She looked at her red-faced hubby. "Isn't that right, limp dick!" Then she looked at me. "I think I'd like to be the fucker and you the fuckee." When she pointed toward the floor, I knew what to do. Pulling my panties down and kneeling I bent all the way over so that my forehead touched the floor. I sighed when the lady felt my cock and balls between my legs. Then she spoke to her hubby. "Get on your back, slide between his legs and take his cock in your mouth while I'm fucking him!" It was one fucking orgy when her lubed cock slid in my ass, while her cuckhold hubby was sucking me. The lady exclaimed loudly as I was about to cum, and when I exploded, she collapsed in total satisfaction. In the end they both thanked me for my hospitality, and I assured them that serving them was my pleasure.
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About Solis
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Oppressor-in-chief to, and full-time possessor of, the wily chipmunk
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Substantially and amiably dominant. I treat people - those standing in the doorway, those kneeling, and those I pass in the hall - with visible respect; I hope for it in return. I don't "play" with people; I expect relationships to endure, deepen.
A Bit About Yourself:
Very quiet but bright, very bright. A bit formal by default. That all seems to unnerve people. I'd be curious to see if you can overcome that instinct.
Vanilla Interests:
Being a good cook and great dad. Helping. Learning things that no one has any need to know. Currently puzzling over François de La Rochefoucauld's Maxims (1664). "We have no more control over the duration of our passions than of our lives." Really?
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"I caress the scar gently"

by Solis on 04-24-2016 at 05:30 PM
Yes, I know: you've been wounded, and wounded again. The urge to hide is so strong that the simple act of stepping out the door, greeting another day, taking another risk, reflects heroic effort.

Welcome, wounded friend, to the company of the shattered.

The internet is rife with recitation of a line from the 13th century Sufi poet and lawyer, commonly called Rumi. "The wound is the place with the light enters." Translation is treacherous, translation from

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Delusional or dissembling? You get to vote!

by Solis on 01-25-2015 at 09:26 PM
I was at the grocery today, picking up a few things to help finish off dinner with friends tonight. (My 14-year-old is cooking. Breaths everywhere are bated.) My cashier was a woman in her 30s, of average build, dark burgundy hair and effusive manner. She was wearing two things that stood out: a man's shirt (old, soft, oxford) and a collar. A Turian-style collar: a finely woven brown leather cord formed into a choker. It rode just above her collarbone, close upon her throat. From the front descending

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You know that you make psychologists crazy, right?

by Solis on 10-19-2014 at 05:28 PM
Researchers often start with the conceit “my prejudices brilliantly describe reality” and design research projects to celebrate their insights. The best of them, when confronted by evidence that they’re wrong, publicly announce the fact. The rest of them hide the confounding evidence away in a locked file cabinet.

And so it is with studies of the BDSM community. There’s a near universal prejudice among academics that members of this community are defective: the products of broken

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should you believe your Dom/me?

by Solis on 03-25-2011 at 10:32 AM
Question: Do you believe your Master?

Question: Should you?

Answer: No.

At least "no, not if s/he's doing it right."

We are hostages of a long-ago philosophical debate than many don't even know occurred. The setting for the debate was the 18th century, and the scene was western Europe. For centuries, our universe was filled with the Unknowable. Things we had no way of understanding:

where do spices comes from? The border

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your responsibilities as a submissive

by Solis on 03-18-2011 at 01:58 PM
I'm a great admirer of the singer/songwriter Christine Lavin. She manages to alternate laughable slice-of-life songs with ones that offer powerful reflection on parts of life we experience but don't know how to name. In particular, I was thinking of subs and listening to Lavin's "Damaged Goods." The middle lyrics:

She had her first man when she was 23,
Years after all her girlfriends gave away their virginity.
And now at last she thought her life had begun,

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