Archive for May, 2020

It has been 10 years On WordPress

Posted in Arianna, bdsm, Dominant, https://vilesarianna.wordpress.com/2015/02/10/life/, Master And Slave, Master and slave relationship, Slave, Submissive with tags , , , on May 28, 2020 by thekinkyworldofvile

Eight years here on wordpress sharing my thoughts, my ideas, my life but the majority of my blog is about abuse. I am huge on consent , consent means everything. I ama huge advocate when it comes to abuse and it can go either way but mainly towards females. Abuse come in many forms, from mental to verbal abuse but the kicker is physical. No man or Dominant should lay a hand on a female out of anger.

So you get angry and slap you slave around a little , black a eye, bust a lip and then a hour later you expect her to lay on her back and pretend to enjoy. Then comes the promise comes I will never hit you again and he starts to cry maybe shedding a tear and you break down out of guilt and forgive.  Once a man lays a hand on you no matter how many times he states he will never do it again he will and each time it will get worse.

While the emails have slowed, I still get from time to time where a slave has giving all of her passwords to her master she just met a few weeks back, to only wake up one morning to find her bank account empty. The bad thing is you don’t even know who this man is or where he lives because he would never share any information with you.

Domination through fear is a manipulative way to get a novice slave to submit. The isolation not letting you go anywhere, or see family and friends because he tells you he is the only friend you need.

I talked about my growing up, my family grew up poor and for most of my life we lived in government housing. Both of my parents spent more time in rehab than at home or working. I learned at a very young age I was going to be better that both parents and at the age of 13 my first job was washing dishes at a place called Rosies diner.  I made 2.05 an hour but at the end of the week it was my money and I spent it on me. At 14 just turning 15 I went to work at a cotton mill in Canton Ga working 3rd shift where I made 2.75 an hour. After work I went to school during the day and slept after. At the age of 16 a Army Recruiter came to our high school and I talked to him and he explained when I turned 17 with my parents consent I could join the Army. October 14th I brought paper work home and explained I wanted to go to baseball camp but I would need their approval. They both happily signed. October 19th I was on a train going to Ft Dix New Jersey.

Arriving in Korea and 18 year olds paradise , there was pussy everywhere , all shapes, sizes , kinks , and fetishes, and for around 20.00 you could eat, get drunk and fuck . Although I learned about kink early on from paper back books I had read, Korea was my first real experience into the world of BDSM. This was mid 1980 and I met a Korean Soldier named Kim, come to thank of it most Koreans were named Kim. In 1980 a Roc Soldier made 5.00 dollars a month. Kim and I became close and when I got paid I would by a carton of Kents. Most Koreans for what ever reason Liked Kents and I could never figure it out but a carton would set me back 7.00 dollars.

Kim invited me to a live show one night and I sat there amazed and I could feel the click. I thought to myself this is my way of life. My first mentor at the age of 18, this is where I learned the importance of listening and communication but I also learned the art of manipulation not by teaching but turning things around in my mind.

I then moved on to Germany which at first I did not really like, but the people for the most were really nice and the beer kicked ass. This is also where I was introduced to Hash. I was still taking pills just about anything I could get my hands on looking for that next high.

I met Gretchen in a small pub downtown Wiesbaden right on the Rhine river and if you ever get the opportunity to take a tour it will blow your mind.  Although in my early teens I kinda of knew what kink was by the books I read, Gretchen took it to the next level. Waiting for a bus sitting she would just start giving head and while people were walking by or in the back of a taxi. Gretchen is also responsible for my name Vile and I have blogged about that but it stuck with me after I left Germany.

My exit from the military forced me to make changes , the first change was the drugs. Having lost my first two jobs due to drugs and drinking , I stopped cold Turkey and never looked back. I knew I wanted to be better than my parents and by this time we had fallen out and there was no communication at all. You learn in order to move forward in life you have to rid yourself of toxins and at times this can or will have to include family.

Moving on from 1986 my exit from the military, I could not tell you or give you a number when it comes to the women I had dated and used. Remember the manipulation I spoke about above, well I put it to work to only benefit me. I did not understand the hurt or trouble or the effect it had on others , the only thing that mattered to me was getting off. Pussy and more pussy, it was like a gunslinger putting notches in his gun belt. However later down the road I realized something and that was most mornings I woke up alone and very seldom did the girl from the night before want to see me again. Without the internet it made my hunt very hard but again this is where the manipulation came in at. One thing I was good at and I played to my advantage was reading people and if I could get 15 minutes conversation in she was mine.

 

Moving ahead a couple of years, I took a job driving a taxi and Limo part time. I was liked and the owner of yellow cab gave me dedicated runs that averaged 150.00 a day plus my regular pickups. Sitting on a stand on day this old man in another cab pulled up, he looked like a pissed off santa clause. I said hey whats up ? He came back with fuck you and I thought wow. He said his bitch was at home chained up and was deciding if he should go and unlock her after all it had been 3 days. His real name was Animel and after a month or so I kinda latched on. I had never asked him to mentor me but he would share information with me, some I agreed with and some I discarded as it did not fit my way of life.

The life between him and his slave was consensual but the two did not look like a couple, he was some 30 years her senior.

A few years down the road Animel had a triple by pass , then another by pass allwith in a month of each other. His slave had moved back home due to a family illness so I decided to move in and take care of him. I lived with him for a couple of years until I took a job some 30 miles away, so I moved out but stayed in contact with him. I am not sure what happened but we kinda drifted apart until one night I received a call telling me he had passed away and people had stolen everything he had.

Moving on to about 2009 and I had truly found myself , taking some time just for me and figuring out who I was and what I needed to complete my life.

I had a complete list and this list included not only my needs but wants, the slave would have needs. As long as needs are met there really are not any wants, but now you are thinking hey you have wants? Yes I do but the difference is , it is my house and the rules are mine.

I dated probably 30 to 40 slaves not submissive’s but slaves and the deal breaker was with most was not wanting to wear a collar in public around friends, family and work. What I was looking for was a more service orientated slave, someone who was dedicated in taking care of their owner. While I do enjoy kink and bondage I truly thrive off of a well structured home.

The collar to me is very sacred and a sign of ownership and devotion. It really surprised me at the amount of no’s I received and when asked if that was a deal breaker I replied yes.

After almost two years I had made arrangements to move to the Philippines and live out the rest of my life, I had a job lined up and a place to live. The truth is I had giving up on my search and just said fuck it im gone.

Watching Law and Order I received a call from another dom and stated he wanted to introduce me to a slave, he said he thought we would hit it off. I explained my situation but agreed to email her. We emailed back and forth , then we began to text and then the meeting.

When Arianna exited her SUV and I had a full body view, my thoughts were, fuck me with a chain saw.

This June will be our 6th Anniversary and life continues to get better and better..

Vile

 

 

 

 

Mentoring

Posted in 24/7, Arianna, bdsm, BDSM Relationships, https://vilesarianna.wordpress.com/2015/02/10/life/, Slave, sucking cock with tags , , , , , on May 18, 2020 by thekinkyworldofvile

Times have changed , people have changed and those who take this way of life has changed.

It took me some 25 years to get where I am at today and in this time those who want or claim to be a dominant want it now. While I have had successful relationships, I had many more that failed and the failure was on my part and my part only. I made mistakes and I only blamed myself.

Being inexperienced has its ups and downs, meaning if you speak with someone who has been a slave most of their life they will smell you from a mile away and as a new dominant you have nothing to offer. If you are lucky and hook up with someone new and they know no better you may get away with it for a short time but you will crash and burn.

I did not stay with my mentor for a month , six months , stayed years and when he became ill I moved in and took care of him because I cared and he had dedicated so much time to me.

You have to start out with compatibility , you have to become friends first. Then trust, trust is earned and to this day many do not understand that. A slave in time will turn over body and mind to you and enable to do this there has to be a lot of trust.  How long does it take to build trust ? That really depends on the Dominant and how true you are to your word.

When mentoring the first question that is asked is what about punishment ? How do you punish your slave Sir Vile ? Well my response is I do not , short answer I do not have to. There are times we may have a discussion but there is never a need for any type of physical punishment.

Before entering or thinking about entering a relationship the two have to come to an agreement on how the relationship will work. You will both give your expectations on what is expected from each other. The dominant will lay the ground work on what he will accept and not accept.  I am speaking of behavior , attitude, mouthing off and so on. I myself will not put up with such. Mouthing off or being a brat, and my thoughts are the definition of a brat is a bitch.

If you are a Master and looking for a slave, you cannot look at baby girls, brats or those who are submissive, you look for a slave.

Here is where the problem is, you have a whole pie and you cut the pie into slices. You cut the submissive’s out, then the brats, baby girls and now you are left with not even a quarter slice. This is another problem those dominants who are middle aged are looking for little 18 years olds who are 5.0 ft and under a 100 pounds. Guess what ? Your fucking pie is gone.

Mentoring should be a easy task, we talk and I bombard with information. A couple of weeks later I will bring a question up that was on a site I sent only to be told they had not had a chance to look at it. A month goes by, two months and still no time. This makes me ask myself are they serious about learning or just overwhelmed with the responsibility ?

 

Another first question that comes out of  novice dominant is what are your limits? To this day I do not understand why such a question would be asked because you do not even know the slave well enough . Do you wear mini skirts in public without panties ? The loaded question and many times a deal breaker is are you Bi?

If you cannot take care of yourself, how do you plan on taking care of a slave? One thing that stood out when Arianna first came to my house was how clean it was. I was not looking for a mother to take care of and I was able to pay all my bills including child support.

I read people very well and I can perv Fetlife and find those who I think may be compatible with the one I am mentoring. The killer is once I introduce it is out of my hands. The way things move forward depends on the Novice dominants interaction and it seldom goes well. Recently a nice looking Asian going to school to be a RN and down the road a doctor.  As I was chatting with the dom his words were I got this, well it turned out he did not and even after I tried to intervene it was to late. He had freaked her out asking for her number and texting then making her agree to be his slave before the two had even met.  I was in total disbelief as he was texting me what he was telling her. Now all the blame was thrown on her , it was her fault, shes not a real slave and she will not talk when I ask a question.

So you are stepping out of the vanilla world into a whole new dimension and there will be a lot of struggles, there will be a lot of failures and mistakes but you have to learn from the mistakes in order to move forward.

In most cases the slave will not open up until there is some trust that has been established and your conversations are not about sex or their limits. It takes time to get to truly know someone.

When you first meet you have no rights to impose demands or to instruct the slave to call you sir. The two of you have not come to any type of agreement, the slave has no one to answer to not even you.

Just because she is a slave does not mean the slave is for you. You or both may have different ideas about how a house will be ran, or different goals and yes limits when it comes to playing and sex.

The problem with mentoring someone is once things are explained , once the conversation begins everything they were told goes out the door because the novice dominant knows everything.

The females have changed over the past 20 years and while a little may be true a submissive is a submissive and a slave is a slave.

The novice dominant those who listen turn out great but the majority do not listen and place blame on someone else.

The dominant could have the world at his feet and never want for anything, it is just the being real part.

Ask yourself something, why do you want to be a master?

Vile

 

 

2020

Posted in Arianna, bdsm, Dominant, https://vilesarianna.wordpress.com/2015/02/10/life/, pandemic, Slave with tags , , , , on May 17, 2020 by thekinkyworldofvile

What a fucking year so far, who would of ever thought entire economy’s would be shut down? The whole world has come to basically a stand still with record numbers out of work and while we are being told there is a light at the end of the tunnel, it seems like the tunnel is just getting longer.

Who do I blame ? This is just me but I cannot pin point any one or any country, shit happens. There is really not one country in the world who was truly prepared , looking at Italy , Germany, the UK and so many more.

I am not going to go on a political rant here because my blog is not the place and over the last 8 years or longer I have never brought politics up.

My slave and I are just fine, when the shit hit the fan I took the steps to protect my home. I started making the necessary calls to shore things up and put things on hold until this crap blew over. So while the economy stopped so did 3/4’s of our bills, again this is what the head of our house does, we keep our family safe.

My slave Arianna was furloughed from her job of 20 years and it has really hit her, but my thoughts were the down time is really good for her. She has good days and bad days, she has days when she is stressed and her mind is traveling at mach speed then she has days when she is mellow and all is good.

The one thing that has not changed is her service to me, the service never stopped and I want for nothing. The only thing that has really changed is her oral service, she is not use to twice a day but she continues to go with the flow.

I do appreciate her service in all areas and when she is having a bad day I leave her be and just let her chill. We have a Lani and I gave that area to Arianna so she would have a private place to go. She can clear her thoughts, she can write , or her and Lynn play games and read fairy cards.

I work from home and this what ever it is has only made my job much harder and complicated and by the end of the week my brain is fried. My  normal days off are Thursday and Friday but recently I was giving Saturday and Sunday off because of my stats. I felt pretty guilty when that was announced in our team meeting and the scores were brought up. Just so everyone knows Vile has kicked everyone’s butts for the past 90 days and a forth month coming and I am still kicking ass. Out of 25.000 employees I am at 78 and would of been higher but I have missed a lot of work due to being sick and my computer getting locked up and had to wait on a replacement. 98% of the time I am in the top 20 of 25.000. Every month I send a private message to the supervisor and ask , hey who is leading the team this month? The only answer is you. This month I asked again and the reply I got was really? Once a month our company publishes stats and breaks down by teams, then supervisors which each supervisor has 6 teams and the the line of business. There had been several months the stats had not been published and I complained and complained until they were but all names were blocked out except mine. It seems most did not want their stats published because of the low numbers. My thoughts are if your numbers are that bad then fix them.

Arianna and I have been watching A Handmade’s Tale and while Arianna likes it I love it. I love the concept of most of it but as in all things there are good and bad.

 

Much Love to everyone, and stay safe..

Vile