Some of mine I could keep this up for a long time

**Sir_Russell** · 02-08-2007

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Thanks again to every one for their thoughts and prayers. Serivices today so just pics.

Russell

**StillBehindBlueEyes** · 02-08-2007

Hugs for Sir Russell, I've been away with writing. Thank you for the Viking pics. SOOOOOOOOOO good.
That hook has been an eye catcher for me too. I think Hog Tied uses it a lot. Yummmmy.
Sbbe

**himind** · 02-09-2007

Wonderful shots again.Hope you find the strength to face it all.My prayers are with you.

**Sir_Russell** · 02-09-2007

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Just photos today

Russell

**fantazmaster** · 02-09-2007

Thank you for these pictures Sir_Russell.Your contribitions are always appreciated and even more now than ever before with the circumstances of your recent bereavement.

**Warbaby1943** · 02-09-2007

Thanks, these are some of the best ones yet.

**Lee Boudine** · 02-09-2007

Eleven pictures: eleven different stories how each young woman cums.

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**polarbear9889** · 02-10-2007

Sir Russell, i'm deeply sorry to read about your Mom. May the Lord bless you all with peace. i have the belief that she went to a better place.

i'd like to tell you that i enjoy your thread very very much. Thank you very much for spending so much time and posting so many great pictures. No. 9 is an inspiration... Must be the work of a connoisseur.

polarbear

**himind** · 02-10-2007

Delightful submission...

**Sir_Russell** · 02-10-2007

To all that posted or email their supportive thoughts

I had expected to thank each one of you individually but the wishers were more numerous then I expected so please forgive me for not doing that.

As a way to thank you all I will give you an insight to who I am.

My Mom was an alcoholic and chain smoker, she became a very bitter angry person for quite a long time. I grew to hate that person but she was my mom so I did what honor required. I took no joy from visiting her or from seeing that she was properly cared for but did it anyways.

Not proud of it and it would take a lot to explain how her increase bouts of madness affected me, how it was that she would believe anything bad about me or would dream up things and pass these rumors and fantasies around as if they were fact. It hurt my carreer and cost me and my family much more then that.

At the service looking at her photo from fifty years ago, I remember the woman that I did love, her then kindness and her nature that so help to shape me. I stood and gave an impromtu eulogy about that woman not the one that had caused so much grief.

Now, I will focus that woman, and will grieve for the woman that passed so many years ago.

Thanks for listening all

Russell

the pixie will now represent that Mother of my youth.

**fantazmaster** · 02-10-2007

Sir_Russell,I can certainly relate to the circumstances you have related to us here.Having been through somewhat similar circumstances with several of my family members of mine giving me all sorts of grief for my making the tough calls on things that require such decisions,the key phrase here is "so I did what honor required."One thing I have learned through all this is that strength of character is a trait that does not come about easily or without cost,but in the long run it sure beats the alternatives.

Originally Posted by Sir_Russell

To all that posted or email their supportive thoughts

I had expected to thank each one of you individually but the wishers were more numerous then I expected so please forgive me for not doing that.

As a way to thank you all I will give you an insight to who I am.

My Mom was an alcoholic and chain smoker, she became a very bitter angry person for quite a long time. I grew to hate that person but she was my mom so I did what honor required. I took no joy from visiting her or from seeing that she was properly cared for but did it anyways.

Not proud of it and it would take a lot to explain how her increase bouts of madness affected me, how it was that she would believe anything bad about me or would dream up things and pass these rumors and fantasies around as if they were fact. It hurt my carreer and cost me and my family much more then that.

At the service looking at her photo from fifty years ago, I remember the woman that I did love, her then kindness and her nature that so help to shape me. I stood and gave an impromtu eulogy about that woman not the one that had caused so much grief.

Now, I will focus that woman, and will grieve for the woman that passed so many years ago.

Thanks for listening all

Russell

the pixie will now represent that Mother of my youth.

**himind** · 02-10-2007

I think that's the best way to remember someone.My grandfather passed away 2 years ago.Towards the end of his life he had grown senile and prone to bouts of irrationality,but I always remember him as the greatest person I ever knew,form whom I learned more about life and honour and principles than in all the books I've ever read.He was and will always remain my idol..Nothing to do with this thread but just felt like sharing it..

**Sir_Russell** · 02-10-2007

himind it fits this thread right now and thank you for showing you understand

Russell

**himind** · 02-11-2007

I agree fantazmaster

**polarbear9889** · 02-11-2007

Sir Russell, if you don't mind me writing this, i have been and am still going thru a difficult relationship with my mom. it's been as long as i can remember. she has a good heart but a mean&bitter mouth.
In Asia, good behaviors do not guarantee a praise. it's the culture, which pushes one to do better (instead of being arrogant). we live in a pretty strict environment with various unspoken rules, values, and traditions.
having these constraints, at the darkest hours, i manage to recollect the happiest and kindest things she's done for me. these keep me going. i love her unconditionally and try to avoid her when she's intentionally being mean.

May the Lord bless you and your family with peace and comfort.

Respectfully yours,
polarbear

**Sir_Russell** · 02-11-2007

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Just photos today and a thank you to all that have responded with understanding.

Russell

**Sir_Russell** · 02-12-2007

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I don't understand why I save a post to the thread and it gets lost so I will try and rebuild it.

Why is it that so many women say they want the life and then fight and balk at each step. Then suddenly they can't move fast enough to become a slave. Oh well as long as the one you wants gets there why complain.

Russell

**StillBehindBlueEyes** · 02-12-2007

Originally Posted by Sir_Russell

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Why is it that so many women say they want the life and then fight and balk at each step. Then suddenly they can't move fast enough to become a slave. Oh well as long as the one you wants gets there why complain.

Russell

LOL Sorry Sir Russell
that little question made me laugh.
I'm not sure there is a sure fire answer I believe part of it is that we are confusing creatures that change our mind often.
I know with me I want to be pulled along a bit. Reassure me you really want me. Prove that you desire this in me. Once I’m sure then get out of the way cause I’m there. Giggle.
But again this is just my humble opinion.
Sbbe
P.s. Thanks for the viking pick

**juliesub** · 03-11-2007

Love these,wishing i was one in them and pleasing Mater who puts me thusly

Tahnking You vry much..Your pictures are always beautiful,and make me shiver with desire and wanting

**orchid** · 02-12-2007

i love the blue ropes in post 838!
can't wait to see todays

**Sir_Russell** · 02-13-2007

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sbbe I bet you would drag you man deep into the life more excited then caution should allow.

Russell

**Warbaby1943** · 02-13-2007

Originally Posted by Sir_Russell

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sbbe I bet you would drag you man deep into the life more excited then caution should allow.

Russell

She sure has the beautiful legs to use as she is dragging him.

**StillBehindBlueEyes** · 02-13-2007

Originally Posted by Sir_Russell

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sbbe I bet you would drag your man deep into the life more excited then caution should allow.

Russell

Giggle, thank you kindly Sir Russell. If you hear someone screaming it's Hubby as I try to pull him along.
LOL Thanks for those pictures all I can say is OH MY GAWD!

She sure has the beautiful legs to use as she is dragging him.

I'll tell hubby to look at my legs as I drag him along.
Giggle.
Sbbe

**Sir_Russell** · 02-13-2007

sbbe,

Can't speak for warbaby but not only do you have great legs I would love a shot of them in fishnet hose and very high heels.

Drool

Russell

**Ozme52** · 02-13-2007

Originally Posted by Sir_Russell

sbbe,

Can't speak for warbaby but not only do you have great legs I would love a shot of them in fishnet hose and very high heels.

Drool

Russell

Oh yes! I'll second that motion!

**StillBehindBlueEyes** · 02-13-2007

Smiles, don't have highheals, hubby's one inch taller than I. But I'll see what I can do. Always want to please the man with the photo library.
Sbbe

**Sir_Russell** · 02-14-2007

CAn I third my first,

Russell

**StillBehindBlueEyes** · 02-14-2007

LOL, smiles.
I love the couple in red. The way he's looking at her just sends a chill down my spine.
Thanks for all the pictures.
Sbbe

**Sir_Russell** · 02-15-2007

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A history that I have been working on

The Car

Remember when cars had big front seats, I do and I miss them, here is why.

I had planned on going and visiting a dear old friend in Holly Hills outside of Daytona, Fl. As the day to leave came closer trish began making it known that she didn’t like Dennis and certainly didn’t want to visit him. They had never really gotten along. Dennis was the guy that didn’t want me to marry her, I did and even with all the grief I don’t regret it.

The day before we left trish showed her ass about it, even though I had told her she could stay home alone wearing her gear and not going out or she could come with me. I packed the car that night and the next morning she again started in letting me know she wasn’t going to enjoy this and made it fairly clear without saying so that she was going to make it unpleasant. I had had enough of it. Before she knew what was happening I had grabbed her hands and slapped handcuffs on them behind her back. She began to protest out loud so I stuff a kitchen towel in her mouth. I dragged her into the bedroom and put on her leather ankle cuffs and clipped them together. She struggled some but it is hard to do much with your hands behind your back when your adversary outweighs you by a hundred pounds. Next I remove the towel tell her to be still, but of course she was in one of her moods so she tried to beg her way out of this, with hollow sounding apologizes. I slapped her face hard, something I almost never do. She was shocked and I grabbed her by her chin with my fingers pushing in on either side of her mouth. She could have bit them but her inner checks would take the worst of it so I wasn’t very worried. I crammed a cock gag into her mouth and buckled it down tightly.

I told her that I didn’t think she was dressed well enough for a car trip and would have to do something about that. I reached up and tore the comfortable shirt from her but the sleeves did not total part so I grabbed each one at a time and put pressure on them till they tore ways. Next I tore away the tank top she wore under it and then pulled on the center front of her bra till it gave and then gave again as the straps ripped away. She moaned as each item left her body, her intelligent mind I think had grasped what I was about. I unbuttoned her skirt and it fell in a circular bunch around her ankles. I pushed her hard onto the bed and watched her feet fly up. I grab them and removed her shoes. I took a pair of scissors and told her to be still as I cut off her nylon stockings.

I rolled her over and spanked her bottom fast and hard while telling her that I expected her to behave on this trip and that if she didn’t want to be publicly punished she had better behave. My hand stopped slapping her ass and spent a little time enjoying your pussy and anus. I was not at all surprised that she was dripping wet. Seems that every couple of weeks she needed me to show her in no uncertain terms that I was the boss and when I did she settled down as if I had bought her a diamond necklace. Never figured out why this seems to be necessary with sub/slaves but it seems it is.

Next I put on her play collar and took off her necklace collar for casual outings and put on her leather wrists cuffs clipped together. I removed her handcuffs, which made it obvious to her that I was taking her on a car trip in this state of dress or undress. The leather cuffs were much more comfortable for long periods of time. To the collar I ran a chain from its D ring to the D rings to clip on the wrist cuffs.

I pulled her upright from the bed and then put her over my shoulder with her breasts touching my back. I moved through the house turning off the lights that weren’t on timers till I was at the front door. It was still dark outside with sunrise to start in about 15 minutes. I chuckled as I headed for the car. I know that a lot of our neighbors had seen trish in her play collar and cuffs before since she would forget after spending all day in them while doing housework and answer the door or open the drapes, etc. Of course there was the time I hung her up in front of the front window as punishment. Any of the neighbors that were early risers were in for a treat or at least a reason to pause and wonder what they were seeing by streetlamp light

I opened the car door and eased her into it while protecting her head. When she was seated I wiped off the drool from her chin. You have got to love how a gag works wonders on letting the sub/slave know she is no longer in control. I walked around the car and got in. Went through my checklist to be sure I had everything and started the car as the sky went from black to lighter shades of gray. By the time we reached the interstate the sky was showing us a beautiful sunrise. Suddenly trish realized it was bright enough to be seen by our fellow motorists so she slid down into the sit. I pulled her close to me with her head into my lap so that in my Olds she could lie comfortably.

After about 40 miles I told her I would remove her gag if she nodded. She did and I put the car on cruise control and undid the buckle of her gag one handed. Then I pulled it from her mouth, and as I did she sucked on it hard enough that it made a wet popping sound as it came free. This I knew was her way of showing that she would behave for me, as a good slave should. I loved how she could change from defiant to submissive. The difference between us is if the gag had been taken from me I would have bitten thigh or anything else in tooth range.

After a few minutes trish told me she was sorry for her behavior and knowing how much I love head while on the highway she asked to suck on me. Oh did I tell you how many truckers lingered along side of us admiring trish's lovely body dress in only cuffs and chains. We were running behind schedule but I pulled into the slow lane reset the cruise control to the speed limit. I asked her did she wish to have her hands freed, she shook her head no in my lap. I pulled off the road to safely get my pants down and free my cock. As soon as I got back into the light traffic and hit the cruise control she put her mouth onto my cock. I laid the seat back as far as I could and then helped her capture my cock.

I actually got into spanking her lovely bottom which spurred her on nicely, some where east of Orlando I spent myself into her mouth. A short while after that I pulled of the interstate and down a dirt road so that I could free her and she could dress. We pulled into my friend’s house about an hour late but what the hell, it was a wonderful reason to be late and trish treated Dennis and his family like they were royalty. Dennis figured out that I had given trish an attitude adjustment and he knew me well enough to know how it was done.

Russell