Archive for the Thai Category

Again Countries that have Visited my Blog

Posted in bdsm, Canada, Chile, Countries that viewed my blog today, Germany, Japan, Philippines, Republic of Korea, Russian Federation, submissive, Thai, Thailand, Turkey, United Kingdom, United States on August 19, 2012 by thekinkyworldofvile
Country Views
United States FlagUnited States 60 smoking as well.
Canada FlagCanada 50 French anything sounds good
United Kingdom FlagUnited Kingdom 22 again the accent.
Japan FlagJapan 18 Love Japanese women, nice and thick love the ass
Germany FlagGermany 7 I should of married gretchen
Philippines FlagPhilippines 6 I am going to the Philippines later this year, I think it is a toss up between there and Thailand
United Arab Emirates FlagUnited Arab Emirates 5 The same in the United Arab Emirates very hot women, just more conservative
Turkey FlagTurkey 3 Some hot women in Turkey
Australia FlagAustralia 3 love the accents
Korea, Republic of FlagRepublic of Korea 2 I have been to Korea I love the women there. That is where I first became interested in BDSM.
Russian Federation FlagRussian Federation 2 Again I love Russian women.
Chile FlagChile 2 I dated a girl from Chile before, we did not work out, she was Mormon and wanted me to change to much.
Thailand FlagThailand 2 I so love Thai Women, Hard to find a true submissive though. My goal is to meet an Asian submissive..

Thai In A Dungeon

Posted in 24/7, bdsm, Bondage, Chained to the floor, collar and leash, control, Discipline, sex slaves, slave, Thai, Thailand on August 5, 2012 by thekinkyworldofvile

I blogged about an older Dominant I knew who was a mentor to me for many years. Animel yup real name. I had moved in with him, after he had a quad bypass, to help him out. He was bad about checking his sugar , and BP, and taking his meds.

Animel had his own personality, he looked like a pissed off Santa. People who knew him asked how we got along so well. To look at him and talk he is very intimidating , your first impression was fear, but if you stood up to him he was okay, that is all he really wanted. That is how he separated the men from the pussy’s

Animel at this time was in his mid 60’s , but always had beautiful women around him, I never truly understood. His current slave was going to college in California, she came home two or three times a year, and was there for his surgery, but had to leave shortly after. Smoking hot, wow.

Animel lives in a warehouse, about 1300sf, he had converted 300sf into a studio, the rest was his work shop, and Dungeon.

I thought I was a sadist this man put the fear of god in me, noway if I was a female slave would I even consider him, but he has the gift of gab.

Six months earlier I was driving a Cab, I do sometimes during events to pick up some extra cash, during the Daytona 500, bike week, and spring break, you can pick up like 5 or 6k easy.

Anyway its like 5.45 pm and I am getting ready to get off and I take one more call, I pull up in front of this apartment, and out comes this smoking girl, it is like she is walking in slow motion, hair flowing in the wind, this short ass skirt that really covered nothing, and tennis shoes, BIG TURN ON.

She gets in and she is going to shoot pool, so I try to strike up a conversation, she is polite but her reply’s are short and to the point. Her mother is from Thailand ,and her father is american, but she had more Thai in her than american. So we get to the bar, the meter is 25 she throws me 30 and gets out. Watching her walk away reminded me of that song by Trace Adkins Honky Tonk Badonkadonk. Driving back to the shop that song was stuck in my head.

I was working on my truck and needs a few sockets, so I jumped on my bike and road over to animels. Knocking on his door I was not really looking forward to this. So I let him rant about how fucked up the world is, how the people next door is pissing him off, and he is going to shoot somebody.

I finely get a word in and I tell him I need several sockets, he tells me which tool box there is and what drawer, I walk in the shop.There is a St Andrews cross, A hoist, and floggers all over the place. I open the drawer and I am looking and I hear what I think is a low muffled noise, nah I am the only one here. I hear it again, and I walk around his dune buggy he has been working on for some time.

This bitch is chained to the floor. The one I picked up that was going to play pool. I grab a 5 gallon bucket sit down lite a cigar, just taking it in. I am thinking if I would of known. Now 99% of the time I can spot a submissive a mile away, but this one got by me, but I guess she had been seeing animel for sometime. Her chain was long enough to go into the bathroom and shower, he would feed her, and at night sleep at the foot of his bed. Fucking incredible. Fuck Me.

I pick up the sockets and walk out, I am like dude there is a bitch chained to your floor. Animel replied yea I cant get her to leave. He told me he kicked her out once and she just sit by his door, so he finely gave in and let her come in.

Well a few years have passed she has finished school she is now a physicians Assistant, they still live in the warehouse together.

Wow incredible, but after all these years he finely found someone who truly loves him, for what he is. So now I guess there are two of us that understand him. I just do not get it, I mean he never has a kind word to say to anyone, he goes off on these wild rants, about Black Helicopters flying around at night taking pictures of people.

To this day when I see them together, I just shake my head.