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A Comment I posted Last Year To A dear Friend

Posted in abuse, and Respect, anger, Arianna, Asian, Baggage, bdsm, Bond, Cheaters, cheating, Cheating Dominant, communication, control, controlling, Safe, Safe and Sane, Sane, slave, submissive on April 8, 2013 by thekinkyworldofvile

I speak so much about abuse not only in the lifestyle, but in the vanilla world as well. Abuse turns to confusion, and your really not sure who you can turn to. It can be mental, verbal, and the worst is when it turns physical. One can only be beat down so much before nothing is left. All hope, all your self esteem, then your heart turns cold.

I have seen it many times when a Dominant brings a submissive or slave into their fucked up world. Mental problems, financial, and the best is problems with the EX. The Ex still runs their lives.

This is not a real Dominant. To be a Dominant you must be in full control of your life and surroundings. A married Dominant is not in control of his life, if he was he would be home fucking his wife, being in control of his little family world.

I had problems a couple of years ago. I stepped back to clear my head. I stayed to myself while getting my life back on track. I never gave it a thought to bring someone else into my problems. I slowly worked everything out, and when I was ready, I began my search.

This time was going to be different. I was not going to settle for less. I needed someone to complete me. It was going to be my way or no way. I wanted a true slave. I needed that control.

In a year and a half I dated probably 50 or 60 women. I carried my notes. I had a list made out of what I was seeking. I shared, I said read, and each time they would shake there head no. I did not give up. I knew what I wanted in a slave. I needed that connection. It was no longer about sex, it was the connection. We must be able to be friends first.

I run a strict and well structured home. I control everything. Look up the definition of everything. I micromanage everything, look up the definition of micromanage. It is about me.

I did not demand respect I earned it. I did not ask Arianna to be my slave. Arianna asked me if I would take her as my slave. I do not abuse Arianna in anyway. I give her my full respect, I give her support, structure, and most of all loyalty. Arianna knows no matter what she comes first, nothing else matters. Arianna knows I will drop what I am doing at a moments notice. Arianna knows she can fully trust me, she knows I would never harm her.

To be a Dominant is to be in full control. To be a Dominant is taking full responsibility for someone else.

I stand by my words if you are married and you are fucking around behind your wife’s back you are a piece of shit, you are nothing but scum. You use women to do things your little wife wont do, or your to chicken to bring up the lifestyle. Or you do not have the balls god gave you. You may feel guilty about face fucking your wife so you find another. You are scum, the lowest of life. Do you not think about the possibility of taking something home, and passing it on, or maybe passing something on to another submissive.

It is not fair to bring another into your little fucked up world. Get your head out of your ass and be a man.

Why bring someone else down to your level, the heartache, the confusion, and yes the abuse. Mental scars do not go away bruises do, verbal scars do not go away, bruises do.

So I wrote this response to my dear friend Butterfly, who was going through some hard times. I like her and not only because she is Asian. she is smart and beautiful, with a tender soul. Much Love Girl.

There is someone for everyone, many times we let our emotions overrun our logic. That usually turns to disaster, but before we can recognize it, we are already caught up in a tangled web, and we find it hard to break free.

We want so much for this to be the One we have been searching for, and we fight to make it work, only to find ourselves devoured in a cocoon, and it is too late.

We are there, nowhere to run, it is dark, and confusing. We have been brought down by someone else, we are not part of their world, their problems and insecurities, their anger issues. Things are taking out on us when we did nothing.

Yet we hope, that there is a light at the end of the tunnel. We are reassured that things will get better this is only temporary it will pass, and we will be happy and together.

Insanity is making the same mistake over and over expecting different results.

Then we break free, but the one is still dragging us down. We fight and struggle for air it is so hard to breath, mass confusion, we are withdrawn into their little world.

Once we see the light and we walk through the door, we begin to shut it, the door is oh so heavy, it weighs 5 tons. We push, and push but it seems like it will not close. Then somehow we gather the strength and courage and again we push, and push.

The door closes.

Our back to the door we are breathing so hard, our palms resting against the door, our eyes closed. Yes I made it, I am free of their clutches, they can no longer control me. I am me I am strong, you are weak, leave me alone.

I have struggled with you for so long and you have brought me to the depths of your hell, wanting me to feel like you.

I am free now. I have but two words for you, before I lock this door.

Fuck You.

Vile… 8/21/2012

Abuse Should Not Be Tolerated

Posted in abuse, Asian, Asian Women, bdsm, Beatings, blow job, Cheat, Cheaters, cheating, control, controlling, Domestic Abuse, Dominants, Drunk, Verbal abuse on November 8, 2012 by thekinkyworldofvile

When out and about, and in my travels, I spend much time just observing. I like to try and figure other people out. I try and imagine what their life is like. What their demeanor is like, I just like trying to figure people out.

You can tell a lot from people when you just watch, I do this mostly while eating out, trying to read them, maybe my conclusions are correct, or maybe I am totally off base.

I was at a Chinese restaurant last night and a couple was sitting in front of me, the wife’s back to me, and her husband was facing me, I have no idea why I keep going back to this place the food really sucks.Anyway the man was doing all the talking, complaining about something she did, I did not catch the whole story. I could tell he drank a lot, his face was extremely red as with his nose, probably had been drinking for years. He was sitting there telling her how stupid and how he could not depend on her, he was just going to have to start doing things himself. She sat there not saying a word, I may be wrong, but I am going to guess the abuse reached far more than just verbal, just by her demeanor.

About a year ago I was in a Mexican restraint , I think Lyn was with me, anyway. The couple behind me, was in a heated argument, more so the man. I am thinking she was a mail order bride, maybe Filipino she did not speak English very well, this was his major complaint , telling her how stupid she was, how them getting married was a big mistake, how she was fucking his life up. Really are you serious? Now Filipinos can be a challenge. When you marry one, you marry the whole family, and that was an agreement that was made before you marry, so to speak. The average wage in the Philippines is about 150.00 dollars a month this is a teacher with a degree, and she will work, 50 to 60 hours a week. She she get married, now she wants to send her parents five times that amount. Wow.

Abuse like this happens all the time, the male is in total control, and she is at his mercy. Here all alone, no family and very few friends if any.

I told Lyn to go to the car I was going to pay the tab, and this dude was just going on and on, would not shut up. What is worse she probably did not understand half of what he was saying.

I walked up and I sat down at his table, and he looked at me in shock. He was a little skinny redneck looking dude, who had probably never had any pussy until he met her. A real pussy.

I said dude what are you doing?This is a true story by the way. Dude what are you doing? Really, really, your going to sit here and talk to her like that, what have you been married maybe six months?

I reached over and took his Jeff Gordan hat off and put it on my head, his bottom jaw almost dropped off. I said look Jeff, you married this girl, you knew she spoke hardly any english. You knew for the first year or so, you were going to be a babysitter. You are not going to sit hear and run off at the mouth, nor are you going to sit here and abuse her. I will take you outside and stomp a mud hole in your head. Now Daytona is really a small town. If I ever see you again, and she even looks like you have screamed at her I will whip your ass. I got up and started to walk out, and he wanted his hat back, I told him Walmart had them across the street of twelve bucks. What a piece of shit.

Here we go. American men tend to be verbally abusive as well as physical. A controlling issue. I am not saying all American me, so do not start getting all excited.

Asian men are far more abusive. In Korea the abuse runs far and deep, not only verbal but physical. Asian men tend to drink a lot,and  tend to stray when it comes to women. In Korea they are called Butterfly’s.

In the Philippines much the same. The one exception is, once married it is almost impossible to get a divorce. Thanks to the Catholic Church. So a man gets married has a couple of kids, and she wakes up one morning and discovers he is gone and has moved in with someone else who has no kids. Child support is not enforced, all though required.

There is a girl I am friends with who has two children, and not divorced we had talked about bringing her over, but it is not going to happen. I have a friend who is trying to marry a girl from Cebu, and has spent twenty thousand dollars so far, and she is still not divorced.

Middle Eastern men are far more demanding, most of the time, the abuse is just verbal, it very seldom grows to the point of being physical, but I am sure it does with some. If you are told to do something no matter how you do it, it is wrong, even if he told you to do it a certain way, and you followed his instructions , you still did it wrong.

Ahh BDSM abuse is alive and well. There are some who have not found the difference between being in control and being controlling. Thinking just because she wears a collar, he has the right to hit or slap, for any reason. Even if the abuse is not physical, verbal abuse is just as bad, and in the end can cause more damage, and it can take years to repair. How many times do you beat a puppy before it starts to cower to you, but still every time you call, it will cower but still come.

So The Dominant has a submissive or slave, who will basically do what ever she is told, within reason. Some will do anything to please. So you have a sub or slave who will spread at the snap of a finger, suck your cock at the snap of a finger, will let you tie them up, you can tell them how to dress, act, walk, sleep, cook, or even when to speak. Yet the Dominant still has the need to abuse, even when he does not see it as abuse.

You cannot give me one reason why two should argue, why two should disagree. The submissive is not going to say anything unless the dominant is going to do something stupid. Lets face it we as men we just do stupid shit sometimes it is in our blood. If we did not women would have no reason to just shake their head.

It took me years to get myself under control, and old Korean told me once, take a deep breath, and think before you speak. It works it really does, by the time you have followed that step, most of the time you have calmed down. Words can hurt way more than just knocking her down, or making threats.

The submissive should feel safe, be carefree, like a little girl skipping outside. She should not have to feel like she is walking on egg shells, or be in fear.

How a man could beat his partner, to the point she cannot hardly walk, then expect her to spread. It makes no sense.

Many women just not subs, hope there is change, they will stick it out. They have that small bit of hope, that maybe just maybe it will stop. The bad news is it never does, and it gets worse. Just ask Nicole Simpson.

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True Or Fiction

Posted in Anal Plug, Asian, Ass, ass fucking, ass play, Baby Oil, bdsm, blow job, Bondage, butt plug, Chinese, collar and leash, control, cum, cunt, Discipline, Face Fucking, Flogger, fucking, high heels, Humiliation, Japaenese Bondage, Lube, nipples, oral, oral sex, Pain, pussy, serve, shibari, slave, Spanking, Spreader Bars, The Dragonfly Sleeve on October 9, 2012 by thekinkyworldofvile

As I stood at the gate at OIA waiting , I was wondering what was going through her mind. I had not discussed anything that would take place. I am not one to share much of what is on my mind.

Meeting for the first time, both have expectations, you already know what each other likes and dislikes, The limits and the ones to be pushed.

As she exited the gate I saw she was wearing what she was instructed , a white button dress blouse, and a black skirt, that went below the knees. I walked up a greeted her. Very small, short black hair, no makeup, I like that. I stood behind her and place a small leather collar around her neck, I then attached a leash, and began to walk.

Once we reached the car I opened the trunk and she placed a small bag inside, I opened the door to let her in. Once in the car, she had been instructed to unbutton her blouse exposing her firm breast. I then reached down and pulled her skirt up and told her to remove her panties. Now her breast and pussy were exposed. The windows were down, it was fall, the weather was very nice.

We arrived at my home, I stopped at the front door and instructed her to stand at the door. I walked in and returned with a blindfold, and a pair of old civil war shackles I had bought just for this visit. I stood behind her, place the blindfold over her eyes. I then wrapped her eyes and blindfold with body tape, insuring it stayed in place, and no light would get through. I then took the leash and guided her to the bathroom, and told her to strip, once nude,I guided her into the shower, turned on the water and I started to bath her.

Once I was done I dried her off, and placed the cuffs on, her wrist then ankles. This is what I had been waiting for. I placed my hands on each shoulder, and pushed down instructing her to kneel. Once down I told her to open her mouth, and I inserted my cock. I began pumping slow at first, then I placed one hand on the top of her head , and one on her chin and I fucked her face as fast and hard as I possibly could, Until I shot my load down her throat.

A knock at the door, I grabbed the leash, walked her to the living room, I open the closet door placed her inside, I said sit, not a word, I closed the door, went to answer the front door, and it was two couples I had invited, both Master and Slave. We sat at the table must have been a couple of hours drinking coffee, talking about our week. Then it hit me, wow this bitch is still in the closet.

I excused myself, went to the closet, opened the door and I told her to stand, grabbing the leash, I guided her to the dining room and introduced my little Asian. I instructed her to hold her arms above her head, and to spread, with the shackles still on. I grabbed each breast telling my friends how firm and soft. I told her to turn around, I placed a hand on one ass cheek then the other, showing how firm her ass was. I guided her to the kitchen, and I took the body tape off then the blindfold. I told her how good she was doing, how she made me proud. Stand right there do not move. I left to return with a black leather hood, that had openings for the eyes nose and mouth. I placed it on her head. I had bought her a pair of 6 inch heels I gave them to her to put on. I showed her the coffee pot, where the cups were. I then told her to prepare five cups and bring them to us in the dinning room.

Once the coffee was served, I singled her to sit on my lap, and for her to place her arms around my neck. as we all sit there talking, my hand ran down to her tight pussy, which was very wet, and I whispered in her ear, your a dirty little whore. While we were talking I began to finger her, and pulling on her clit, Once I knew she was about to cum, I stopped. I whispered in her ear again, no no, this is not about you, this is about me.

As we sat talking, she whispered in my ear that she had to use the bathroom. I instructed to her ask for permission to speak, once granted then she may speak freely. I excused us and I took her by the leash and walked into the kitchen opened the backdoor and walked her outside, only wearing a hood, heels and shackles. Once in the yard she looked at me baffled. I looked at her and said go, you told me you had to go to the bathroom now go. Once she had finished, I walked her back in, opened the closet door, and placed her inside, I shut and locked the door and returned to the dinning room. Another couple of hours had passed, and my company was ready to go. Once they had left I went to shower.

I had prepared roast beef, mashed potato’s, gravy, and green beans. I went to the closet, unlocked the door, took her leash and guided her out. I removed the leather mask, and placed the blindfold back on along with the body tape.Guided her to the table and told her to kneel. I prepared my plate then her bowl, I placed my plate on the table, and handed her her bowl with not silverware , and instructed her to eat. While eating I was telling her she was in for an interesting weekend, I was going to do things she had only thought of .

Once we finished eating, and I allowed her to wash her hands, I went to the bedroom, and returned with a small bathrobe. I removed the shackles, and had her put it on. Now was my time to sit outside and relax. I poured me a drink, I took her leash and guided her outside sat her down in a chair across from me, and I told her to spread so I could admire her pussy. The evening was nice a little breeze, and you could hear the ocean, very relaxing.

A friend of mine walked up and asked how I was doing, and I replied well look at what I have, a toy for the week. With out thinking she closed her legs and I said not a word. After her had left, we walked back inside, I guided her to the bedroom. You have been a bad girl, no one told you to close your legs. It is very simple, you do as your told no more no less. I reached up and smacked her face, I said do you understand me, a small whisper, came from her mouth yes Vile.

I removed the shackles, and told her to place her hands at her side. I reached in my closet and grabbed some rope and I began tying her arms in a dragon sleeve behind her back. Once finished, I placed spreader bars on her ankles. I picked her up placing her at the foot of the bed, bending her over until her face was flat on the bed. I walked over to the table and picked up the lube, after I stripped I lubed my cock up and walked up behind her. placing my cock at the opening of her tight ass I slowly pushed in, Until I was as deep as I could possibly be, and I just held it, feeling her, her ass was tightening around my cock. I reached up and grabbed a hand full of hair, pulling her head back, and I began pumping her tight little Asian ass, telling her what a dirty little slut she was, how I enjoyed using her. Once I came inside her ass, I pulled out telling her not to move. I reached in my box and pulled out an anal plug,and I slowly inserted into her ass. Pulling her by her hair, I said stand. I then removed the spreader bars, and replaced with cuff’s. Walked her to my closet, and said it is bedtime. I reached in my box and pulled out my favorite toy, a butterfly vibrator, remote controlled. I placed it over her pussy, turned it on the make sure it was working.

I then placed her in the closet, sat her down, and I placed a blanket over her, and shut the door.. As I laid in bed I turned on the vibrator. I could hear it buzzing, and before I knew it little moans were coming from the closet. I could tell she was about to cum, and I shut it off.

The next morning I opened the door, and helped her stand, as I removed the sleeve, and cuff’s , I said you have five minutes to stretch. I prepared breakfast, scrambled eggs and oatmeal. This time I paced her bowl on the table, and instructed her to eat again no silverware.only her hands.

After she had finished I sat my food on the table, I like watching the news while I eat, I did not allow her to wash her hands yet and instructed her to get under the table, I pulled my cock out, grabbed her by her hair and said please me. While she sucked my cock I ate my breakfast. Just as I took the last bite I exploded in her mouth, telling her not to pull back.

I walked her to the shower turned on the water, and told her to take her anal plug out. Once out I began to bath her, her blindfold still in place I spread her legs so I could wash her pussy and ass. While washing, I told her we were going out for the day. We were going to Orlando to a Dungeon. I hoped she would like it.

Once showered I removed the blindfold, it took sometime for her eyes to adjust. Come on it is time to get dressed. I had bought a small black leather skirt, and a small black leather halter top, along with black heels, no panties or bra. After she was dressed, I bent her over lubed her ass, and fucked her again, I was thinking I still have not had her Asian pussy yet, but soon I shall. After I came again, I reinserted the anal plug, placed the collar and leash back on and walked out.

It took us about 45 minutes to reach the Dungeon, on the way not a word was spoken. Once there I opened her door took her by the leash, and walked her in, and began introducing her.

The first was the spanking bench my favorite, I bent her over cuffing her hands to the legs of the bench, then her ankles, I pulled her skirt up, and singled for a friend of mine to come over. I said when is the last time you have seen an ass like this, small firm, look at the way her pussy is puffed out. as we stood there talking, I poured a little baby oil in one hand, grabbing her hair with the other hand, pulling her hair back, first the right cheek, then the left, this went on for about 10 minutes, her Asian had turned a dark red, I un-cuffed her, and walked her over to the St Andrews cross. I had her back up to it and cuffed her arms, then her legs. I left her there and went to my car to retrieve my bad as everyone was looking at her, once back, I reached in my bag, and Pulled out two big black book binders I use for clips, I knelt down and grabbed one pussy lip and placed a binder on, then the other. Then I grabbed two more, I placed one on each nipple. I then took a small piece of rope, and laced it through each binder on her nipples, then down to her pussy lips, laced through each binder, pulling the rope tight, and tying  off. I walked over to the wall, and picked a eight pound flogger.

I walked over to her I liked this one because it had a swivel on the end, and I began rotating my wrist, until the flogger made contact, I started at her breast, and slowly moved down to her belly, the her pussy area. This went on for about fifteen minutes, she was completely red, and I could see small bruises popping up.Once I had enough, I un-cuffed her and walked her over to a cage, leaving the clamps on, I opened it, told her to kneel, Not a fucking word do not speak to anyone.

About an hour later I came back, opened threw her clothes in the cage and told her to dress leaving the clamps on.

Once in the car, back on I4 heading to the house, I told her to put her cock sucker to work, I made her undo my belt, and take my cock out, as she began sucking I pulled up next to a tractor trailer, and I honked my horn, causing him to look down. I grabbed her hair pushing her face down until I could feel her gagging, until I came deep in her throat.

I love Asian women. small petite. I can just pick up and carry around. Once back at the house, and the door was open I snapped my fingers and told her to go straight to the bedroom. Once inside, I blindfolded her again, this time using only body tape. I walked her over to the bed and instructed her to sit in the middle of the bed. I told her to put her hand behind her back, and I cuffed her. I then laid her back, taking out  a few pieces of rope, placing one around the back of her neck, I then told her to pay back, I took her left leg, and pushed it back until her calf met her thigh, I then tied her leg in place, taking the other end of the rope, I tied the other leg tight, so not both legs were spread wide. I stood at the end of the bed just looking and admiring her body. I could not believe this little whore was mine for a week.

I walked over to my bag and took out a ball gag, and the anal plug, I inserted the plug into her ass., I told her to open her cock sucker, and placed the ball gag on. I then crawled on top of her pushing my cock into her tight pussy, and began to pump her, whispering in her ear, what a dirty little slave she was, how everyone tonight was watching me use her at the dungeon,  after I dumped my load in her. I crawled off, and went and showered, leaving her tied up, I laid down and went to sleep, with her still tied.

What an awesome week..

True Or Fiction.

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This Bitch Is So Fucking Hot

Posted in Asian, Asian Women, blow job, dress, Fetish, Japan, Japanese, Office Fucking on October 1, 2012 by thekinkyworldofvile

We all know I love Asian Women, I love Japanese porn . Although this movie has Mosaic it is still awesome. Japanese porn is getting better today, you can find more and more that is not censored.

Check out this hot Bitch.

http://www.alphaporno.com/videos/japanese-girl-fucked-by-two-in-the-office/?promoid=dimitry1

We as Dominants Have An Obligation.

Posted in Asian, Ass, bdsm, Cherish, control, Discipline, erotic, Humiliation, masochist, molding your slave, Rules, sadist, slave, Spanking, submissive on October 1, 2012 by thekinkyworldofvile

I woke up yesterday morning at 2.30 am, fuck me. Made a pot of coffee, turned on the news, nah fuck that same O same O. It is 4 am I am going fishing, I hate salt water fishing, mainly because I hate catching something that is uglier than my ex mother in law.

Off to the St Johns river I go, I am old school so I get to the river, and I pull out my old army trenching tool, and start digging for worms. I have not got the lures down yet. Yea I am still using a Zebco it is an 808 saltwater reel, I am not a man of change, I was when they stopped making 8 tracks.

So I sit down, and lay my 45 next to me yea gators, open my Mt Dew, light my Don Tuto cigar, and just relax my mind is clear. When I sold cigars on the Net I would fly to Costa Rica and buy cigars. Bring them home take their wrappers off and put my company wrappers on. Anyway today is good the sun is coming up. I picked a spot away from everybody else because I was not in the mood for any human interaction. This is my day, kinda like fuck the world day.

I left before noon, after catching two Bass about 3lbs each, Would be better if I had a boat, I have been looking for one, I know what I want just have not ran across it as of yet. It is an old flat bottom boat with an inboard 2 cylinder diesel engine. Guys in Louisiana use to use them to catch gators back in the 50’s and 60’s..

On my way home, fuck I need charcoal, I look to my right and it is Wal Mart, I hate Wal Mart with a passion. When I shop I like to shop at the local mom and pop places, meat veggies and so on.

So I am walking around and I find the charcoal, and I hear this couple arguing, I pick up a 10lb bag, now lighter fluid, and I hear this woman yelling at her husband, how he never told her about some girl, he had dated before he had met her. Wow really does it make that big of a difference. Well yes it does.

So I walk up to the couple and I introduce myself , not as Vile of course, and I ask the man which charcoal he prefers kingsford or matchlight , he says kingsford, but he uses a gas grill now. I am thinking what a shame gas. I ask if they are from her, nope on vacation. I say wow not a very good way to spend your time, I mean arguing and so on, they are both just looking at me in disbelief , I said your both to young to be worrying over such petty stuff, not that I was trying to listen, the whole store heard both of you. I took my charcoal from him and told them to have a nice day.

I do stuff like that often, more so if I see a woman I am interested in, ill walk up and introduce myself, and strike up a conversation, to just feel her out.

I refuse to go to a bar and try to pick someone up, although I do indulge in a nude bar from time to time.I sit at the bar, most of the time the bartender is better looking that the dancers.

So I get home, clean the fish, fire up the grill, and I open a bottle of Allens Blackberry Brandy that Chong had giving me a long time ago, and yep a Don Tuto Cigar, a dark Maduro wrapper, very mild with a hint of a salt and pepper taste, un- fucking real.

So to the story, we as Dominants have certain obligations when it comes to relationships. We expect ours to be honest and open. The truth is always a must, always no matter the consequences.

When we first meet comes the thousand question time, and there should be a thousand answers. We should come clean about past relationships, friends with in the community. What our past subs or slaves were like? What they were into? I believe this is a very important factor in building a new relationship.

These are things the sub needs to know, she has that right. You cannot tell her you do not want or wish to talk about it. After all we as men and Dominants ask the same questions.

So we talk about our past, be it good or bad. Cherry was a Masochist while Chong was not, I did things to Cherry, that I would never think of doing to chong. Any submissive or slave can fill a void, because each is very unique in their own way. While Cherry loved bruises , and welts, Chong did not, she was way more D’s than S & M. The thing is when I first met chong, she asked these questions, although I was not sure of her reaction because I just got this dead stare, and I was sure this would be our last date.

We finished dinner, and I walked her to her car, yea a dancer with a car not something you see to often, more so with a bank account. So I shook her hand and told her thank you for your time.

Two weeks go by and I hear nothing from her, Okay I scared her off. I was thinking Dam I thought we had so much in common. Then one night around 8pm I get a knock on the door, which is weird because very few even knew where I lived. So I get up and answer, and low and behold Chong. She said she wanted to talk. So I let her in, and she begins to ramble, getting so excited  at times she was speaking Korean.

Why did you not call me? Well I do not chase it is that simple> We talked I put the ball in your court, it is up to you now. I am not going to beg. She stated she was not a pain slut, I stated I was cooking dinner. She sad you can never do things to me that you did to Cherry, I said pass the salt.

I told her to go sit down, and not say a word, this was quite time. I put my steak on a plate, my baked potato, and salad I had made and I sat down and started eating. After I finished I washed the dishes, told her to come out side with me, I got her a chair, I loved watching the moon over the lake, very relaxing. She said something, and I said I told you not to say a word.

I was still thinking, So I told her to go inside, in my bedroom over my headboard was a dark box, go inside, open it get me a cigar, and there is a cutter next to the box. When she came back outside, I showed her how to cut it.

So I sat there talking, rambling on while she said nothing, I could tell she was listening because her eyes were glued to me. This is a very good trait. I like that, you can tell when someone really takes an interest in what you have to say.

So I ask her what her plans were for the rest of the night, she just shook her head, very good she said nothing. I get up and single her to follow me, I walk in the bedroom, open the closet, hand her a sheet and blanket, I give her one of my pillows , and I point to the floor. I went and took a shower, got into bed and she is still standing hold the stuff, and she said are you really serious?

I got up took the stuff from her, sat it on the bed. I instructed her to put her left leg on the bed, I took her garter off, yea she had just gotten off work, she went in at noon and left at seven. I placed the garter over her head, slipped it into her mouth, like a gag which really done nothing, just the humiliating factor.

I then instructed her to bend over place both hands flat on the bed, I said spread bitch. I sat down in a chair behind her after lifting her skirt that barely covered anything to begin with, and I just sat and looked , Fuck me what a fucking ass. Each cheek just fit in the palm of my hand.

I got up stood behind her, I grabbed a handful of her hair and and pulled back, with my right hand I smacked her right ass cheek, then again, and again then her left. again and again. Then I began to speak, with each smack. What is it that you do not understand about being told to be quite? Why is it so hard to just do what your fucking told to do. This must of went of for 20 minutes, not a word and not a whimper.I said when I tell you to be quite that means to keep your cock sucker shut. I pulled her by her hair telling her to stand up, I then place the blankets in her arms and I point to the floor. Now I was rock hard, I wanted to fuck her so bad, her pussy mouth and ass, but I had to wait.

I woke at 4.30 got up showered made coffee, went in the bedroom and nudged her with my foot, and said get up we are going to breakfast, she said are you kidding me. I put my coffee down, grab her by her hair pulling her up, I place her palms on the bed, lift her skirt and a repeat of last night.

I pulled up at a super center, we walk in to the ladies department, and told her to pick something out, a top and pants. I said I am not taking you out to eat with you looking like a street whore.

I like the waffle house, I love their chili, and hash browns, the omelets are awesome. The waitress walked up I ordered Chongs food, then mine. While we were waiting, I began talking. I said okay, I did not call you because I do not chase. If you were waiting on me to call, you would of died waiting. Second , every sub or slave is different, every sub or slave has different needs, and your needs are much different than Cherry’s she enjoyed pain and humiliation, you do not and I respect that.

So I began going down the list of slaves I had been in a relationship with or had just had sessions with. the whole list I came clean about everything. I wanted to get all her questions out of the way.

I could really feel something special, I truly felt a connection, while I was talking looking at her it was like this glow around her, so peaceful, and yes again she was listening.

We dated and saw each other on a daily basis, I went to watch her dance, many times her not knowing I was even there. I called and left a message on her phone and said I think you would be much better off if you moved in with me. The next day she showed up, with her belongings.

I cooked dinner for her, after dinner I ran her bath, and I washed her. Once finished I dried her off, and told her to change into her night things, she said she slept nude. I walked away and snapped my fingers instructing her to follow. I walked in the bedroom, opened the closet, and handed her blankets and a pillow, this time not a word out of her mouth. I woke again at 4 am showered , made coffee, went in a nudged her with my foot, get up we are going to breakfast, again this time not a word.

We got in the car and I said good girl.

We as Dominants have an Obligation to tell everything about our past, be it good or bad. Ours should know everything about us. The sub or slave has to know there will be no drama. She needs to know she will be taking care of, she needs to feel secure, and wanted, more so needed.

We do not have the right to tell ours, they do not need to know something. We have to gain their trust, if we hide things and they know it, how can one fully trust. When asked a question we do not have the right to say no, or it is none of your business. We expect the same from them.

If you cannot come clean, or even share your past relationships, why start a new one.

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Vile

Is WordPress a Dating Site

Posted in Asian, bdsm, Dating on September 20, 2012 by thekinkyworldofvile

I did not know anyone would use this blog as a dating site. Really wow? When I was younger I use to belong to ALT.com Collarme, and a few others

ALT.com is a pay-site not very cheap at that, what you are paying for is spam, and lots of it. Another thing you are paying for are submissives and slaves who have no intentions of ever finding a partner. Seriously someone who has been a member for 5 yrs, I have seen 8 years. Something is wrong.

Collarme is like the trailer trash community, that is what you will find, on top of all the spam, once you join you are spammed very heavily for about 2 months. I have met some good people on Collarme, a few on the blog here, but for the most, nothing I would take home to my parents, not that I really care just a statement.

I started this blog, as a way to release, and share my experiences. I also have a huge heart for subs and slaves. I know I am somewhat different, I am a bit more stricter than others and it seems I stress protocol way to much, but for the younger generation, or those older just getting into the lifestyle. You have no Idea How much BDSM has changed in the past 10 yrs.

Today BDSM is based mainly on sex, and sex alone. It is pretty obvious when a Dominant wants to set up the first meeting and grab a room.

Okay in my twenties I was pretty wild, and being in the lifestyle it was pretty easy to manipulate and use, just to get a piece of ass, by the next day I had already forgot their name and nor did I really give a fuck.

Once your older and wiser being in the lifestyle it would seem one would want more out of a relationship, a best friend for one, then a partner.

Take the submissive I am seeing now, I am 49 she is 21, Asian at that. I could of had sex with her but I choose not to at this time, I want to get to know her as a person. We really have a lot in common, in and out of the lifestyle. Steph has plans in the next two years, and I am not going to stand in her way. She is very smart, she has the drive to succeed , just as few others here who follow me who are in school.

Okay so Ive been looking for a little over a year, to some that is a very long time, but a relationship more so one in the lifestyle is not something to take lightly.

If you fuck on the first date, or meeting that is all you have, Sex and only sex you have bypassed everything else.You have just thrown everything you have worked on as far as learning about each other. Everything is out the fucking door.

Personally I would not want a relationship with a sub or slave that I could bang the first meeting. That easy I do not need or want that.

On the other hand many submissive’s or slaves will fuck on the first meeting just so they hope to gain acceptance , in a way I understand and in a way I do not. The same sub ask for advice then does the opposite, and ends up getting hurt, and will continue to make the same mistakes expecting different results. Some learn some do not..

Would I use my blog as a source to pick up women? Not a chance that has not even crossed my mind. Would I date someone I met on here? That would depend on a lot of different factors.

Really the easiest way to meet someone in the lifestyle are the local events, but you have to go to more than one munch, because who ever shows up one month may not be able to make it the next, and in big cities there are usually several munchs going on along with other events.

Vile

So I have this Smoking Hot Little Chinese Slave

Posted in anal sex, Asian, ass play, bdsm, Bondage, Chinese, sex, slave, Spanking, Virgin on September 5, 2012 by thekinkyworldofvile

Over the past 8 months , I have been seriously looking for a partner, I have dated maybe 20 submissive’s, all but 4 or 5 I walked away shaking my head, wondering WTF.

A Slave from Chattanooga Tnn, Who’s words were fix me, very over weight for her size, in and out of the hospital because her sugar, goes through the roof, who would call or text maybe once a week. I am not a chaser, I have never been. Well she wants to be fixed on her terms, I have to be there for hands on..

Another was a slave who lives in Michigan, an older slave of color. which I had never really considered before. A year ago, I met a small teacher from Texas who would fly out and spend the weekend or a long weekend, but we never had sex. She just wanted to learn as much about BDSM as she could.

The slave from Michigan , would go weeks without any contact, no text no call. Her excuse was I was working. Really you cannot take 30 seconds to text to say hey how are you?

A few more I was interested, I had been talking to an older woman in orlando, who was pretty hot, a 45 yr old Goth. Goth chicks have always turned me on. At 45 with 3 adult kids and the oldest has his girlfriend living there as well. Yup she is the only one working. So why would you want to bring me into your mess? Why would I want to help support 4 people, who are not working.

As of now I have no stress or problems in my life, nor do I wish to indulge with anyone who does not have some type of control, of their surroundings.

I went to a BBQ Monday, and I wasted 2 hours of my life which I will never get back. I went only because a friend invited me, and once he saw how fucked up things were, and his chances of fucking the girl who live there were slim to none, this bitch pulls a fucking Casper the fucking Ghost.

So here I am, sitting with these what ever they are. I am not one to judge anyone, but sometimes you just do not fit in.

So the husband who is disable and draws a check, which is fine with me, if your disable, but he was asking me if I knew someone who was looking for someone who paid under the table. The wife who is divorcing him who does not work, and was dressed like Larry Bird with 5 kids, and her mother.

Well the husband left to pick up a friend, when he returned it was another female, where does she sit, yup right next to me, as she is sitting this huge burp comes out. So I am trying to have some type of conversation with the soon to be ex husband, but all I can get out of him is, hey man she is hitting on you.

She was trying to talk to me, she was explaining she was no dressed up because she rode her bike to the recycling place to sell her beer cans. I am thinking where is a bolt of lighting when you need it.

So anyway my little slave calls me, yup who is showing interest, so I get up walk away from the table, I am telling her how fucked up it is, and this drunk is hitting on me, we talk for a few minutes,steph is getting ready to go out with a friend, but she still continues to text for a while.

I ask if I can use the bathroom, and the wife tells me where in the house it is located. I go in and I cannot believe how dirty. I walk in the bathroom and there is a shitty diaper on the toilet lid. Well I can hold it.

Back outside the wife hands me a pen and paper, and wants my FB name, are you kidding me, standing behind me running her hands through my hair, fucking shoot me. So I keep avoiding her question, the drunk is wanting to come over to my house. rubbing against me asking me to dance. I have got to go.

I get up and say hey I need to find Al the friend who left me, I open the grill grab some chicken and bolt. Freedom.

I settle in, church is almost on WWE. I cook up some veggies reheat the chicken, jack and coke and I am set, I showered for like 25 minutes. in my pajamas on the bed here we go. A knock on the door, fuck so I get up answer it, Wow really its the drunk, fuck head Al told this bitch where I live.

Can I help you, well I thought you might want some company. I have this dead stare, thinking are you serious? So I say look I really appreciate the offer but I am seeing someone, and I am not one to mess around, but if I was single we could hang.

She asked where she was I stated in Orlando, her response was well I am here she is not. Well can you give me a ride to the store to get more beer. No I cannot, Ive been drinking myself, well can I have some of your jack. No you cannot. Look I really need to go, she just walks away , calling me a sorry mother fucker. Wow.

Anyway so I met this hot little girl, who is really awesome. She shows a lot of interest, text first thing when she wakes, calls every chance she gets. Although she has had a few online Dominants nothing face to face. She is really excited about meeting.

Very easy to talk to, the flow of the conversation is just so smooth, an awesome personality. Smart and beautiful. At 5 ‘3 125 smoking. More so who would of thought there is still a virgin left in the world. More so one to fall into my hands.

I put my truck in the shop yesterday because I fucked it up, it should be done this am, and I will go to Orlando and pick her up.

She is wanting to do a lot of hands on stuff, bondage and so on, but we are just going to talk, I am thinking, get to know each other more, go to my place for a little show her where I live, then ill take her to the beach, and just chill.

Right now she just wants to try anal sex, and oral, the pussy is off limits, and I respect that. Here is the deal, it is going to take me a while to even get to that part of the relationship. If you start of sexual, then that is what the relationship is based on.

Although pretty much of everything to her is an experiment I want to go slow with her, and teach what is right and what is wrong. What to look for in a Dom and what not to look for. I have the mindset already this is not something that will last, and I am sure steph, will agree.Although the truth is you never know.

Sunday we were talking and she wanted to try figging. I use ginger root as a form of punishment, I never spank when it comes time to punish. Spanking for play and punishment just does not mix.

So I told steph to wait on anal figging, being alone it could break off, a bitch to get out, so she tried it on her clit. It took about 5 minutes for it to really kick in, the noises coming from the phone was a Kodak moment . Somewhat of a masochist which I really like, but all of her experience has been self play, no hands on.

Do I want to fuck her, yes indeed, could I fuck her I could without question, will I today no.She does want anal bad , I believe anal sex is the most submissive act one can do. The most private part of the body.

I call her steph now she got kinda iffy when I used her first name so I agreed to change it. Steph has this tom boyish look about her that really makes her hot, more so I can actually talk to her, on pretty much any level.

Now the age thing, I am 49 she is 21, yea buddy. would this normally bother me, not a chance, this is somewhat different, maybe her back ground, or her up bringing.but to meet someone who does not have a ton of drama, someone you can communicate with, someone who is beyond smoking hot, with a body built for sin.Her ass is out of this world, wow. Not to mention the hot pics I get daily, which I do delete, I am not a pic collector.

I have posted pics here, of breast, but would never post anything that had someones face.

So anyway I hope my truck is done this am, and I will keep it updated..

Image The Dragon sleeve is the first thing she wants to try.

Vile