Polyamory 3 - with slaves

As I was traveling to St. Ives,
I met a man with 7 wives
Said he, "It's much more fun
than gettting stuck with only one."

Polyamory and slaves.

In previous posts, I've talked about polyamory in relationships, and also about the ethics and benefits of poly but I haven't explained how this fits into a BDSM relationship so I will now take the opportunity to explain how I apply BDSM to poly relationships.

When I get a new slave, she must get along with the other slaves and the other slaves absolutely must welcome her. Keep in mind that this applies to permanent slaves that the intention is to collar. This most definitely is not for casual play partners (although it has sort of spontaneously happened with one wonderful little girl whom became a 'Water Brother' just because...she's awesome.  I will talk about the Water Brother concept too.) So let's take a look at the dynamics and how this can happen:

First and foremost, a slave must understand the concept of a Water Brother.  This comes from Robert

A. Heinlein's Stranger in a Strange Land, which is a required read.  A Water Brother is one with whom you share water. Water is the most fundamental and precious liquid source of life.  It is full of the lifeforce energy that makes up all of us -- and is the common binding element that makes up 80% of our bodies.   Sharing Water is a sacred ceremony where you acknowledge that the oneness of your being with the other and vow to honor that being for all time as part of your own being.  Jealousy being Water Brothers makes as much sense as my arm being jealous of my back during a back massage. The water that flows through all of us binds us together and unites us. While we have different roles, if you are a Water Brother, you are part of the flock, trusted and looked after as well as having a duty to look after the others needs as you look after your own.

A key concept here is giving up the notion of competition.  You can never be in competition with a Water Brother as each Water Brother brings strength to the whole.  My fingers don't compete to type this: they work together to type much faster than they could individually while sharing the burden so each finger contributes only a small share of the burden to accomplish a much grander task of typing this sentence.

So when a new slave is welcomed into the household, the other slaves must welcome her with their entire hearts, minds and bodies.  She is a new sister and member of the family -- she should be viewed a new sex partner and a helping hand who will lighten the burden of everyone while contributing her unique skills and energy to make everyone's life better.

Trust is paramount. Slave sisters are not permitted to lie nor deceive each other in any way.

Love is king. Slave sisters will be instructed to love each other and trained to open their hearts.

Devotion to their Master will be the unifying force. Whenever a conflict should arise, it is the Master's duty to smooth everything over buy helping each slave open to the possibility of love with her sister as a duty that is a part of serving their Master.

So a slave sister looks upon a new sister as a new wife for her.  She is every bit as important as a wife and she must tend to her needs as a wife.  Of course I believe that people grow much closer through sexual contact and orgasming together and so it is a duty of each slave sister to cum with each other sister at least twice a day.  Obviously, the more sisters there are, the greater a burden this becomes and if my clan grows to a size that this becomes impractical, I will devise a system where lovers are rotated.

So, with the tantric tradition of our bodies being energy first with a huge energy center in our hearts, slave sisters will be instructed on opening their hearts to one another -- feeling the physical sensation of love. This can be accomplished by using tantric energy exercises (lol, that's a blog post all on it's own) and through eye gazing exercises to begin with.  Eye gazing is quite simple: Slaves are arranged so they are standing and gazing into each other's eyes  Then I guide their minds with my voice (and using some hypnosis...again, that's another post but a damn powerful tool when used by a responsible Master).  I guide them to look into each other's souls and see the vulnerabilities, the scared little girls, looking at the parts that thought they could never be loved...so they realize that deep down they are both wanting to be loved.  While constantly gazing into each other's eyes, I have them open up to each other, mentally showing the other the parts of themselves that feel unworthy of love...and invite them to embrace each other and love those parts. Sisters must love and accept their sisters for all their faults and weaknesses as well as strengths.  If a sister has a disability or sickness...the other girls are there to help her.  Why? Because they are family now.

Slave sisters are trained and encouraged into a state of compersion (see the polyamory post that discusses this). Compersion has been likened to the opposite emotion of jealousy. If a sister sees 2 other sisters making love -- she feels joy at their union: happy that her lovers are finding joy in each other. If she wishes to join in, she may and the other sisters will joyously accept her into the playtime.

As this process continues (and it is a process that takes some time...new slave sisters can take to it like a fish to water or struggle with it...and those that struggle must be lead by example to break their old, selfish habits of limited love) a slave sister becomes ever more confident in trusting her sisters completely -- and unlike many relationships, knows that her Master will punish her for being small, petty and unsharing and that he will also guarantee the loyalty and devotion of her sisters to her.  Traditional relationships have no such guarantees and often suffer from fears as one partner pulls away and the other pulls back fearful of being hurt. This is simply not an option amongst slave sisters and so I offer them an opportunity of loving freely and deeply without the risk of being hurt.

Slave sisters also grow to appreciate that love making SHOULD involve at least 3 people -- or at least that is their preference. It most definitely is mine as I find it more pleasurable to have many hands caressing and yet there is a certain lack of pressure on any one participant as it is a group activity now that benefits from the energy that each person brings. Of course, the benefits also include someone to get juice, lube, snacks or blankets -- and to be able to take small breaks with no pressure on that person as the lovemaking continues uninterrupted. Instead of a girl suffering a fear of performing badly....she now has a partner or two to help her. And there is more eyes available to ensure that everyone's needs are taken care of.

I want to state clearly here that I don't look at love-making with multiple slaves from a purely selfish perspective of having multiple girls to please me.  In actual fact, it's a lot more work and requires skill and empathy to do correctly -- but a key is making sure that the girls are enjoying themselves with each other. If they are happy, that is the number one thing that makes me happy. Slaves joyously loving each other and cumming with each other is my number one goal.

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Ageplay

Ageplay is a form of roleplaying between two (or more, heh heh) consenting adults where participants act as if they are a different age than their biological age.   It may or not be sexual but the primary characteristics are the powerplay, lack of responsibility, and re-experiencing the emotional states and interactions of your youth.

Usually people pretend to be much younger than they are with common ageplay ages being:  baby (0-16months old);  toddler (2-3 years old); young child (4-7); prepubescent child (8-11); preteen (12-13); and teenager (14-17).  However, the girl may get off on the guy playing an elderly man, for example...it doesn't matter: if you are roleplaying a different age: it's ageplay.

Ageplayers who pretend to be little girls call themselves littles. They often refer to 'their little self' as way of owning their little persona and incorporating it into their adult life. Littles love to see things from a childlike perspective -- and point out when people are not sharing and being mean!

Ageplay, for me, is highly sexual but I've played with girls who love it just for the fact that she gets to
color and make drawings and just plain be a little girl with no responsibilities nor worries. A girl can get off on the fact that her Daddy will take care of everything -- and she gets to re-experience the safety and security of having an ever loving, strong Daddy who knows everything and will take care of her.

I used the term Daddy above, but that's just a form of roleplaying -- it's not required nor is the incest element a defining characteristic.  In fact, having sex with some related to me doesn't work for me at all -- yet a girl calling me Daddy and being my little girl...damn, that's hot. I think the Daddy part is one of the easiest ways to establish a roleplaying scene where love and a close emotional connection are assumed.

The real reason that I love littles

As a Daddy, there's clearly one element that attracts me to this: the big-ass heart of a little girl!! Fuck your baggage: love me like you've never been hurt. Little girls have the biggest, purest hearts -- and they love with all of it! It's not conditional. It's not judgmental.  It's just love.  And who can deny or hurt* a little girl that loves you with all her heart?!  It's addictive <3

*- Ok, I can spank the hell out of her tight little bottom...but I'm talking about heart/mind hurts.

Ageplay is not considered pedophilia or related to pedophilia by professional psychologists. It's roleplaying that allows the girl the freedom to open up like a child in ways she might not in her adult shell. And for Daddies...there is a certain assumed power dynamic of an adult having absolute say over the child -- but this dynamic can have a loving, tender element attached to it that is far different than say, a Nazi/Jewess roleplay. The Daddy has the authority but need not enforce his will so sternly: his word is often enough.  Not that Daddies don't spank ;)

Aside from the girl having all of her burdens disappear when she becomes a little, she loses not only the responsibilities in her but the concept of responsibility too. Her world becomes one about play.  And now she's free to do the things she still enjoys such as play with dolls, stuffed animals and pencil crayons. In fact, if she didn't like stuffed animals (aka stuffies) I might suspect there was something seriously wrong with her. 

Some age players like to go to infant form -- to be just physical and maybe not even know any words at all.  It's like a self-imposed kind of bondage if you think about it.  Instead of gags and rope, the baby just plain can't speak or walk.  And there is also diapers involved which can get them off with changing -allowing for exposure and touching of genitalia when cleaning them up.  Note: they may be playing...but she still can have some big girl poops and so...well, I prefer girls in the 8-12 range. ;)

The effect of a big heart and the innocent worldview I find intoxicating.  There is one subbie I know who does it so well and so whole-heartedly that she's just seems like the most delightful sweetie ever! Even though she doesn't match the physical body type I've posted about earlier (though she does have a very pretty face and the bestest long straight black hair <3  ) ...but it's her energy and her sweet little-girlness that truly won me over.  And with Ashlie (who just had a birthday and turned 11) it's nice because they play well together and both love stuffies!

Hmmm...you know, I haven't mentioned this blog at all to her. I should really send her the link. :)

The reason I enjoy ageplay so much is also because I get to share with the girl her sense and remembrance of her awakening sexuality. I get to really learn about what makes her tick by hearing about her first feelings and awareness of sexual feelings.  From the first time she touched herself in the show to the first time she remembers squeezing her legs together in the way it felt really good.

I'm sure I'll write more about littles and ageplay...but it's bedtime. So get off to bed and I'll be up in 5 minutes to tuck you in. 

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Slave Application Form

This is the slave application form that prospective slaves should fill out if they are interested in becoming a slave of mine and coming to the Home for Wayward Sluts (what one slave called the Slut Pound or the Slutphanage --made me laugh.)

A slut should answer all the questions in the below spreadsheet.  This gives a very clear idea of how much of a slut she is, how much experience she has, what turns her on, what she is willing to do and what her hard limits are. And I do enjoy seeing the depth of your depravity too.

The application is long. Really long in fact. And the girl should be masturbating and ideally have a vibrator inside of her the entire time she is filling out the application. This will take some time and several sessions for her to complete.  But part of the point is to show that you are serious about the application and developing a relationship and getting to know you.

So aside from proving you are serious about joining us (just completing all 7 tabs of the application is a task, I assure you), this application will show me if you have interests that are common with me and if you are perverted enough to join.  Someone that has read 50 Shades of Grey and is now playing with the idea -- would likely be crushed underfoot by me. I need truly depraved perverts. Also note that some questions reflect the variety of sexual experience that some slaves have had including growing up in abusive conditions. This does happen and my understanding the nature of the abuse gives me valuable insight into the mind of such a slut and her life experience.  If you cannot deal with all perverted sexual behaviors, do not attempt to take this test --you are not ready.

It's a Google doc so you may need to create a gmail account for yourself in order to open the application. Just open it and then you may need to save it as your own document before you can modify it.  Then send me a copy of the completed form and I will get back to you.

The Steps are:
1) Create a Gmail Account
2) Go to Google Docs (aka Google Drive) and make sure you can create documents
3) Open the link below.
4) Goto to File --> Make a Copy and create a new application just for you.
5) Fill out all the yellow fields in all available tabs
6) Click "Share" in the upper right and share it with me while sending me a note saying you would like to apply. Send to (Balmmaker 'squiggly A' gmail 'sentence ender' com


If the application is acceptable,  then and only then will we proceed to your sending photos -- as I'm far more interested in your level of kink, your experience and your willingness to serve than your physical state. And if I see your photo and think you're super cute and hot...well, I can't have my opinion favorably swayed by looks as life as a slave is not for everyone.

application WILL also be used as a basis for the slave contract that you will eventually sign.  The contract states in no uncertain terms what you are agreeing to and can also be used to denote hard limits that I will respect. For example, if you state that being called names and humiliated is a devastating to you and would crush you...then this is a place to put it so I know!  I will never ever intentionally break a hard limit for you.  I respect that slaves are different and need to be treated differently to be happy.   Oh, and knowing the things that turn you on the most...also very useful information for me.  (Note: Since I have a fetish for seeing girls get off and orgasm...if when I know the things that turn you on like mad, I am going to force you to do those

things...a lot. Yes, you've been warned.)

Remember, you MUST be masturbating the whole time you fill this out! Pick the format that best suits you:
SLAVE APPLICATION IN GOOGLE DOCS (BEST)

SLAVE APPLICATION IN EXCEL

SLAVE APPLICATION IN OPEN OFFICE 
NOTE: Download Open Office here (free spreadsheet and word processor)

If you have questions about what some of the items are...leave a comment and I'll explain.

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The Best Daddy Doms

Right. You are a Daddy Dom.

You can fuck a babygirl like no other.
Teach her how to suck her Daddy's cock.
Make her make those cute little girl noises that you love so much.
Make her cum for Daddy.
Beat her senseless.

COOL. You've got like, a small portion of this dynamic down.

As someone who enjoys being with littles as often as possible, the things listed above are an awesome bonus for your girls. But when I can't get my other needs fulfilled, "bedroom Daddies" don't end up being enough for most little girls.

She will worry, "Are you still going to be my Daddy outside the bedroom? Outside the house?"  or, "Can you hold me when I am scared?"

A good Daddy will help you make decisions that are too complex.  This can be as simple as what socks match your dress best, or which stuffie to bring to bed.

Stick with her through my tantrums. Then discipline her in a loving way that will help her learn and not just scare her into obedience.  

As always, you have to win her heart and guide her mind. Daddy has to earn his respect. But on the plus side, the loyalty Daddy gets when he does this is massive. She truly loves and adores him -- not simply obeying because she is scare. She obeys because that is who she is -- it fulfills her.  Just as her obeying fulfills me.

You have to get into her mind. "Do you have a true interest in the puppies and flowers and friends and people and fun things I saw when I was away from you that I want so badly to tell you all about? (Usually very quickly and excitedly!)"  The answer is, of course: yes. (Though you may have to make her talk a bit slower so you can understand.)  I care about the things she cares about because, well, I care about her being my sweet and innocent little girl. It opens my heart.

Other things to consider: Can you realize that sometimes, when she is roleplaying certain ages, that she can't understand things she might understand easily as a Big? Can you explain those things to her?

Will you watch her favorite cartoons with her before bed? Read her favorite book to her?

Brush her hair? Tie her shoes? Bathe her or wash her in the shower? 

And for God's sake! Will you tuck her in at night?!?

And most importantly, do you want to do these things for her? To build your Daddy/little relationship? And because, well Daddy loves his little girl?

Will you ask for a coloring book and crayons for her when you're out together at restaurants? Ask yourself, "How would I feel being with my little girl at a restaurant with her stuffie?"

How will you feel if she insists on dressing up for Halloween? (My answer is, of course, "OMG yes! We have to get your a good costume that you can wear to school!") 

Remember her stuffies names? Know how serious a lost stuffy is?

The worst excuse for a Daddy I've ever known actually stabbed a stuffed bunny for revenge on his little girl. In my opinion, he should've gone to the Humane Society and asked to be put down following such an incident -- so profound was his lack of Daddy-ness.

Ask yourself:
1) Will you take her fears seriously, no matter how trivial they may seem?
2) Can you reassure her and support her?
3) Help her be a better little girl? Not only for you, but for herself and everyone else?
4) Do you have the patience that is needed for a little girl?
5) Can you make sex a fun and essential part of the Daddy/little girl relationship?

If you are only set to buy your partner stuffies every so often, get off on her calling you Daddy, and you calling her your little girl... You may want to reevaluate how you are putting yourself out there. For the little girls who are looking for a Daddy outside of the bedroom as well, it can be hard having to find one who fits their non-sexual little girl needs. Her little needs to be supported and cared for emotionally, mentally, and physically as well as sexually.

If a Daddy can do these things for her...

She can learn. She can be a good girl. She can feel safe and loved. No amount of money spent on hello kitty items can compare to the simple acts it takes to make her feel safe as a little girl.

This is how this dynamic works for me. This is in no way to judge "bedroom Daddies" as some call them. No kink is better than anyone elses, all are legitimate. But just know that some littles need more than that. <3

Why do littles act the way they do?

Why does this persona come out? Fuck if I know. Why do some of kinksters dress like kittens and get fucked? And does it matter?  As long as she's horny and turned on by it. I  love to feel so turned on by her most of the time that her little comes out. So let her be that little girl. And love her as fully as you would your child...but enjoy her like a woman.

Who is her little?

Her little is her escape. When she is little she is free to feel things. She shows me that she can be vulnerable and grow from it. She has a sense of innocence and her little makes it alright for her to feel shy. Or mischievous.  She loves to please. She loves to have fun. She is not her real age but forever the age revolves around innocence. This is a key part of age play. She doesn't have to worry about anything and is free to be as sweet and carefree as a child.

Why is she drawn to Daddy figures?

I do not want to fuck someone while pretending I am their biological father.  I don't get off

on acting like a birth father. I get off on the idea of what a Daddy is. A person who is strict, but loving.. Who will give punishment when needed and kiss away the pain. A person who is interested in bettering their bottom/girl/slave and does not have fully selfish motives when topping. Not all girls crave a big headed, egotistical Dom who treats women like shit because he is a man and should deserve to be in charge. (Good lord, please don't think I am knocking you if that's what you are into...and that too can be fun --don't get me wrong!) But to me, being a Daddy is a great way to roleplay in such positive ways that opens each others hearts to one another.  Does Daddy love his little girl? Of course he does. Will he ever take that love away? Are you KIDDING ME?? You're my daughter for christsakes! I'll love you forever. We are family.

Little girl, I want you to know that it's ok to love your Daddy with all your heart. Put your trust in him. He's not going to let you down or suddenly abandon you. He's here for you all-ways.

Some littles learn how to open up with partners and even orgasm for the very first time... overcoming the self-consciousness and being allow to just be, enjoy and relax.   She need to be taken care of. Yes, sometimes babied. I sometimes need a slavegirl in a position where things aren't taken from her, but given to her. It allows me to express my love and appreciation for her.  Sometimes she may even think she is being given more than she can handle (eg. Daddy knows some twisted games to play that we can't tell anybody else about), but a cuddle and a "good girl" afterwards reassures her that she is stronger than she thought.  

This mind set is not for everyone. We all look for different ideals in a partner.

I'm just needing to get this off my chest because I have felt very judged lately, and though I have no desire to change, I had a desire to explain myself.  Personally, I love little girls who are immature 12 year olds.  Girls wanting to roleplay being 8-13 seem so sweet to me as they are adorable, yet they love their Daddy with their whole big hearts! They are old enough to want to serve Daddy and yet they may need to prove to Daddy that even though they are young: they can do anything an older girl can do.

Good luck in your kinky adventures, and stay true to yourself.

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10 Fundamental Slut Rights

These are the fundamental rights I give unconditionally to each and every slave of mine. A note on the word slut: slut is a very very good in my book. The most wonderful and desirable kind of girl in the world is a slut. They are the best and I wish more girls were good sluts. Being a slut should be a title a slave wears with pride. A slut is a girl who loves a lot, adores pleasure and loves to give pleasure too. What's not to love? These rights are irrevocable and your core rights that will never be removed:

10 Fundamental Rights of a Slut

1. Must be allowed at least one orgasm per day if wanted. She may negotiate the use of some forced chastity play or orgasm denial but this is a short term negotiation only and she may only endure such behaviors with her consent. She has a fundamental right to at least one orgasm per day, no matter what.   

2. Must be allowed to grind against her Master and behave with sneaky public sexuality. This right is to ensure that the slut never loses track of her primary purpose as a sexual being. But keep in mind that public restaurant patrons have not consented to public sexuality and so their right will also be respected.  She also has the right to attend some parties and social gatherings attended by people of the BDSM community for social interaction and, within these social gatherings behave as slutty as she desires with her Master.

3. Must be allowed to eat a lolly and in act in other ways as a sexualised little girl (see Ageplay) without you growling.  The Master wants her to be a happy little girl and never worry about too many grown up things and instead think of only horny girl games.  

4. Must be allowed to demand sex, even if Master is in the middle of doing something. Asking for sex will always be respected and never result in growling or chastisement. Sex is fundamental to a slut's well being and she will always be encouraged to be sexual at all times.

5. Must be allowed to bend over in that way to get that thing that we just dropped and or show off her body in tempting ways with the knowledge that she is implicitly asking to be used sexually. Additionally, she must be allowed to dress in skimpy, slutty, and far-too-revealing clothing at all times to facilitate the above mentioned bending over.  The slut will always have the right to dress like a slut. 

6. Must be allowed to be sexual with any of the other slaves.  Master's slaves are part of her family and she has the right to ask for sex from any of the other slaves. This right allows the slut to promote household harmony though mutual orgasm.

7. Must be allowed to join in unless she has been specifically tasked. A slut who is otherwise unengaged and without orders to the contrary, shall be allowed to join in to any sexual activity that her Master is engaged in. For clarity, if the Master is fucking one slave's ass and the slut hears this and wishes to assist, then she has the right to join in and help out --even without specific orders from her Master. This is a right designed to encourage inclusion and not have the slut feel ignored nor that she is intruding: she is simply exercising one of her fundamental rights. 

8. Must be allowed to send Master dirty pictures and messages even if he is at work. The slut is full of unbridled desires and needs the right to communicate her dirty thoughts and activities to her Master even while he is out earning money for more sex toys and slut clothing. All communications will be through private means however (ie. cell phone) and not through company email and communication lines that may result in the expulsion of the Master from his wage earning activities. 

9. Must be allowed to own as much porn as she desire. The slave slut is owned and property and is not allowed to have any possessions of her own with the exception of pornography. A slut IS allow to own as much porn as she desires. Specifically, this includes but is not limited to legal porn in the formats of books, magazines, videos, DVDs, movie files, photos and images of sexy girls from the internet.

10. Must be allowed to watch and/or use porn during any and all sexual activities. The slut has very little control over her life and therefore shall be allowed to watch whatever porn she chooses during any sexual encounter or while masturbating. She will not be denied the right to touch herself while watching porn.    

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Collaring Ceremony Part 2

CONTINUTED FROM PART 1

"Good girl!! Now pee!"  Special K struggles with this as she has just cum and hasn't yet been trained to pee while sexually aroused. She pushes harder with her bladder but still nothing comes out. She looks over to me with eyes pleading as if I would have sympathy.  I slap her across the face instead. "Pee for me!"  She pushes but still nothing. Ashlie is positioned right below her pussy, with her mouth wide open --begging for her piss to drink.

"Come on. Did you follow my instructions and drink all the water I requested before the ceremony?"  She signs Yes Master.  "Good. Now piss it out!"  She pushes a tiny dribble starts and Ashlie licks it up ...hitting her clit with her tongue  and immediately stopping the flow.  I slap her hard across her ass, "Don't fucking stop peeing slut!"  She looks out at the crowd watching her and then pushes with all her might -- unleashing a long hard stream of piss filling Ashlie's awaiting mouth and spilling down her chest, making her white blouse turn clear exposing her perky little tits running down to join the puddle on the floor.  Ashlie swallows her energy eagerly and I know she's so turned on by drinking her piss: especially in front of a crowd of people she knows.

"Now kittens, show the crowd what good little slaves you are and lick up some of that piss mixture on the
floor.  That's a mix of all of our piss: all of our energy." Then begin licking and slurping it up as I continue, "That drink is a symbol for all of our energies being mixed and joined together today. Embrace it and welcome it into yourselves."  As they crawl around on their hands and knees, licking it up, Master Photographer records the event.

"Now it is time collar the little sluts. And I do mean sluts. Ashlie, it would be unfitting for you to have a collar that doesn't match your slave sister so I will be recollaring you with a matching collar.  Johnny, bring forth the collars."

Now Johnny is a huge hulking man who most definitely lifts weights and looks it. He tall too...I'm guessing 6'3 and about 260lbs of lean muscle (I'll have to ask him tho! lol. Ash, if you're reading this, give me your guesses too...we'll see who is closer. Regardless, he's huge and looks intimidating.)  As usual,  he is wearing leather pants and no shirt.  He walks over to his girl, Heather, who is hold out a collar on each wrist and two metal bracelets in each hand.  Heather is wearing a white lacy corset, white stockings attached with garters, white lacy panties, white heels and a white leather collar with a D-ring in the front.  Johnny easily picks her up and hoists her on his shoulder. He then walks over and drops her off beside me.

"Special K, are you ready to forever give up your freedom and become my property, to be loved and owned for as long as you shall live?"  She signs, Yes Master.

"Ashlie, get on your hands and knees, facing sideways so the crowd can see you. Special K, get on your hands and knees behind Ashlie and stick your tongue up her ass and keep licking her tight little asshole until you are collared."

As the girls comply, I hold the collar aloft for the guests to observe, "This collar is a symbol of my ownership. It says the slave slut wearing this is my property and she has no rights as a person any more. She is simply my slave. When I put this collar around her neck: she becomes mine completely. As my property, I have a duty to keep her, to ensure she is healthy and happy. I am responsible for her life, making sure she has clothes, food, shelter and that her emotional and creative needs are taken care of. As I place this collar around her neck, I accept her completely as she is and accept these responsibilities to take care of her for the rest of her life."

Special K tries to concentrate on listening to my words but is also very conscious of the delicious taste of Ashlie's asshole and the crowd looking down at her.

"As a slave, you have a duty to obey your Master without question, giving him compete control of your life, actions, sexuality, dress, appearance, food intake and exercise for the remainder of your days. Do you accept me,  irrevocably,  as your absolute Master for the rest of your life?"  As she signs Yes Master, I notice my heart skips a beat! I am so utterly happy at this moment!

With this, I lean over her,  and while her tongue is still deep up Ashlie's ass, I place the collar around her neck and lock it permanently in place.    The collars are very special and expensive -- but should last a lifetime. They are made of titanium so they are waterproof, light and yet very strong. Here's a picture of it:

                           

 Ok, the girl I originally saw this on in real life...

she has an astounding collection of great collars!

But I can't find a pic of her with the RIGHT collar :-/

(I know her breakup with the Master that gave it to her

wasn't great so....instead, here she is in other collars.)

It has a removable ring so it can be worn in more vanilla environments. And it has matching bracelets that serve as wrist cuffs. In short, the are fucking awesome!

I grab her roughly by the hair and yank her head back out of Ashlie's ass, pulling her to her feet.  I stare deep into her eyes -- into her soul -- and say, "You are mine. Forever.  IT. IS. DONE." And with that, I give her a deep, passionate french kiss, my mouth exploring hers and enjoying the subtle flavour of Ashlie's ass at the same time.

Leading her by the hair, I maneuver her in front of Ashlie and push her down to the floor so that this time, she is on all fours in front of Ashlie.  I spread Special K's ass cheeks, exposing her tender anal bud, and demand of Ashlie, "Lick it."

Ashlie dives her tongue into her slave sisters nether regions while looking me in the eye adoringly.  She too is on all fours beneath me. I summon the lovely Heather closer and take from her the second and matching collar.

"Ashlie, the collar you wear is a symbol of my ownership. You have worn it well.  Now it is time to update it to also represent the bond with your slave sister. This says the slave slut wearing this is my property and she has no rights as a person. You are simply my slave, my property and mine completely.   I have a duty to keep you, to ensure you are healthy and happy. I am responsible for you life, making sure you have clothes, food, shelter and that your emotional and creative needs are taken care of.  With this, we reaffirm my role as your Master and your role as my property and loyal sexpet that I will keep and take care of for the rest of your life."

I look down at her and I am so pleased to see her dutifully forcing her tongue deep up Special K's ass while looking at me with a look of such adoration and love.

"As my slave, you have a duty to obey me without question, you have given compete control of your life, actions, sexuality, dress, appearance, food intake and exercise for the remainder of your days. Do you reaffirm your role as a slave so that all here can witness it?"  With the tip of her tongue still embedded in Special K's ass, she says, "Yeth Mathster" and then plunges her tongue back in to it's full depth.

I lean over and place the collar around her neck and then lock it in place for all time.  She now is wearing 2 collars of mine -- the collar made of stainless steel rings (see image below)

Also seen is a necklace that has a vial of my blood

(note: this broke and is no longer around)

and the more elegant titanium collar:

"Now it is time to remove the old collar."  This time I pull Ashlie up by her hair so that she is standing before me. I push her back to the St. Andrew's cross and motion again to Heather.  She holds out the titanium bracelets and I take one and attach it to Ashlie's wrist. Then I take a carabiner and affix the bracelet to the top of cross.  I repeat the process with her other wrist and then place a leather restraint on each ankle before attaching her legs to the base of the cross so that she is effectively spread-eagled.

Going over to Special K who is waiting, naked on all fours, I grab the collar from the back of her neck and lead her like a dog over to Ashlie. I guide her face under Ashlie's kilt and into her pussy. "Lick."

While Special K is kneeling below Ashlie and busy tasting her, I take the 2 remaining titanium bracelets and attach them to Special K's wrists.  Then I take her arms and move them around the back of the cross so that she is hugging Ashlie and the cross as I attach the wrist cuffs together with a metal fastener.

Then I take out a giant pair of bolt cutters. (Note for Ashlie, yes, I do have a key to the lock, but bolt cutters is more theatrical -- and the key may not work if the lock is rusted inside... I don't know,  I've never wanted to undo it for any reason! The last thing I want is to be struggling with a lock in front of a crowd of onlookers...so I'm cutting it off.)  I place the bolt cutters against the loop of the lock and snap it down, cutting both sides of the loop at once and then I deftly catch the falling lock.

"There, now you have just a collar that binds you to me and your slave sister."  I remove the stainless steel collar from her neck and place it in my pocket, "I will use this for the next slave.  Special K, keep licking her. Ashlie, entertain the people and cum for them."

I then get an additional pair of leather ankle cuffs and attach them to Special K's dainty ankles as she continues to pleasure Ashlie for the viewing enjoyment of our audience.

With that done, I free Ashlie's arms and legs from the St. Andrew's Cross and then undo Special K's wrists so they both mobile again.

As Ashlie cums really hard on Special K's tongue, I turn to the audience and say, "The Collaring Ceremony is complete. Now, we eat!  Masters and Dommes, if you would be so kind as to send your slaves to the kitchen to bring the food out to this table over here."

With that a flurry of activity ensues with the slaves rushing off -- often with a sharp smack on the ass-- while I take the opportunity to move my lovely little collared sluts over to the main food table. I lift the light little Ashlie on to the table and lay her flat on her back. Then I lift Special K over her so they are in 69 position.  With the attachments, I bind each wrist to the other's ankle so they are bound together in 69 position as the food is placed all around them on the table.  Large platters of meat, open-faced sandwiches, Danish pastries,  serving dishes filled with flour ball soup and the required plates and silverware all fill the table. Wines are placed at the end of the table -- even though Craiger has a fully functioning open bar that is staffed by his lovely slaves.

"Little sluts, I want you to be skinny for me, so today, while the guests eat, you get to eat each other."  And with that, the sluts bury their tongues into each other's pussy as the last food dishes are laid out.

I turn to my guests, "Dinner is served."

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Collaring Ceremony Part 1

The significance of a collar to myself and my slaves is extremely significant and not something I take lightly at all.  Of course,  I can use collars for physical play -- but these are always leather and attached in a temporary way.  But a real collar to me is metal and permanently affixed to the slave and completely unremoveable.  To me, a collar is more permanent and significant than a wedding ring and the ultimate symbol of my ownership.

Now the application of collar can be done in a ceremony attended by many members of the BDSM community or it can be done in a private but not less significant ceremony.   I am going to describe one such ceremony that I will use in the collaring of my next slave but this ceremony will also be used as an opportunity to change my slave Ashlie's collar to a matching metal collar.

The ceremony will take place at Craiger's Dungeon. Craiger is a Dom in the BDSM community that is very well known -- and his Dungeon is large enough to hold all the people and his space has a 2nd floor that overlooks the main hall where the ceremony will occur.   (And Craiger, if you're reading this, you will rent your space out to me for really cheap, right? ;)  )  There are over 100 people present, all Masters, slaves, Dommes and  subs in formal fetish wear.  These make up friends in the community who all came out to observe the collaring of my new slave.

I am wearing a Roman Catholic priest cassock -- it seems appropriate as I will be officiating the ceremony
and it IS like a wedding.  Ashlie, my collared and beautiful slave wears a schoolgirl uniform (white blouse, red kilt, and white stockings. Underneath, I know she is wearing a tight black latex corset that I helped her cinch incredibly tightly so that she has a wasp waist. Her white stockings are attached to the corset with garters that are just barely visible under the hem of her kilt.  Her hair is in braids and she has her beautiful metal collar --the same collar that she has worn since I put it on her neck.  

The new slave, Special K, is a youthful looking thin Japanese girl who stands just 5'1 and weighs barely 90 pounds.  I want to state here that I have fallen deeply in love with Ashlie -- the totality of her submission to me has won my heart and I my cock seems ever hard in her presence.  And as I have gotten to know Special K, my heart has blossomed a deep and uncensored love for her as well. She too is a rare submissive like Ashlie who is naturally at her core a sex slave.  And I wish to keep forever -- looking after them both and ensuring they are safe, secure and looked after for all-ways. This is part of the pledge that I make to them as a permanently collared slave. They are both to be my property, owned by me and my prized possessions.  They are more important and adored than Ferrari -- and I intend to keep both till death.   The best thing is, Special K and Ashlie have fallen in love! So the collaring will work to unify my household.  I look around at all the smiling faces of people in the community and I'm pleased to have friends present to witness the occasion.

The music starts as I stand at the front of the room with Ashlie dutifully by my side.  The doors open and all eyes turn to Special K  as she enters the dungeon.  She is completely naked and has her long black hair freely flowing.     She is thin and meek yet excited that this is finally happening-- but now I see her looking very nervous walking naked in front of so many people that are here to witness her being collared.  Walking past all the onlookers, she approaches me from across the room.  I catch her looking at Ashlie for reassurance and the two exchange smiles.  Finally she is standing expectantly before me.  I graze into her eyes lovingly and she returns the look. Yes, I want this one to be my slave.

I hold out my and Ashlie places a ball gag in my hand and I hold it for the crowd to see.   "Open your mouth" and Special K complies. I hand the ball to Ashlie and nod. She places the ball gag in Special K's mouth and straps it around the back of her head, securing it firmly in place as I speak, "This gag symbolizes the silencing of your will. From this day forward, you will be unable to speak, remaining silent and ever ready to serve. Do you understand."

She nods.

"Good. You will be my silent slave and you will look at your silence as something you keep because your Master deeply desires it of you.  From this day forward, if you ever need use of a voice, Ashlie will speak for you so that you may remain ever silent and devoted to me. Ashlie, accept the role a Special K's voice."

Ashlie steps forward, leans down to the mouth of the much shorter slave, and kisses her on the ball of gag. "Master, I accept the role as Special K's voice."

"Thank you. [Announcing to the crowd]  Let me know if she disobeys me and speaks even one word. Even if she is cumming and shouts out, 'Oh God!' This slave is forbidden to speak from this day forward."

The crowd accepts the announcement though some of them definitely look surprised...and others are no doubt turned on by the idea a vow of silence.

"Slave, I  want you silent and voiceless as symbol of my power over you. From this day forward, your silence will be a source of pride and a symbol of your loving devotion to me. Do accept this duty to me?"

Special K nods.

"Then from this day forth, you are mentally gagged by me and will be unable to speak even if no gag is in your mouth silencing you."

She beams lovingly at me knowing that I am deeply turned on by silence. I know she will obey me and look at her vow of silence as one of the most special gifts she can give her Master -- knowing her silence is demanded of her.  She also takes comfort in the fact that this has been announced to the entire community at once so she has no need to explain it to everyone -- and without words that'd be a huge challenge for her.  But now, she is a member of a community that understands and accepts her a silenced slave.


"But you are a smart girl and I love your mind, so you will still be permitted to communicate with Ashlie and myself through writing, typing and sign language. This is how you sign 'Yes Master'. Do you understand?"  K signs, Yes Master.


"Good girl. Now is the time for the energy exchange.  All body fluids contain a person's energy and you are to filled with the energy of your Master so you are filled with his energy so that you can better serve him. Get me hard sexpet."  Ashlie moves over to me, drops to her knees and raises my cassock. Then, in front of everyone, she sucks my thick cock until it hard.  As she is blowing me, I grab K and pull her close. I remove the gag and then push her down to her knees as well.  I push Ashlie abruptly off my cock and pull K's mouth onto my cock and force her to suck my cock as she's naked in front of over 100 people. I force my cock to the back of her throat and struggles not to puke in front of the crowd.  Then I push her back too...so both my slaves are on their knees in front of me.

"Open your mouths to accept not only your Master's energy but to fill yourself with him so you are unable to deny him anything."

I then let out a strong stream of piss from my hard cock, pissing all over the slaves as they struggle to get as much into their mouths as possible. They swallow eagerly.

When I am finished, I pull Ashlie up to her feet.  "Special K, turn around and kneel facing the crowd."  She kneels, looking out at the crowd, knowing that all of them are seeing her for what she really is.  A sea of black leather and latex clad people look back upon her approvingly.  A flash of a camera suddenly grabs her attention as my friend Master Photographer snaps photos.

I position Ashlie to stand behind Special K and then I raise her kilt so that her bare pussy is revealed to the crowd.  I make her hold her kilt up with her hands. Then I tilt her head back so that she staring back at Ashlie -- looking directly up at her beautiful and perfectly bare pussy.

"This is going to, from this day forward, your slave sister.  Do you vow to love and honour her and accept her fully and completely so long as you are collared as my slave?"  She signs Yes Master while continuing to gaze at her pussy.

"Lick her pussy now as she is my property and comes with me. Lick your slave sister."  Ashlie lowers her pussy down and Special K begins to lick eagerly...embarrassed yet turned on that her Master is making her lick a girl in front of so many people.

As she continues to lick, I go on, "You must love, groom and take care of my property, ensuring she is clean, shaved, and dressed appropriately. You will also be trained to put on her makeup and tend her hair. Acknowledge these duties now."  She sign Yes Master while continuing to lick.

"Ashlie, you must cum for and love my new property, welcoming her into our lives. Cum for her now on the count of 10...9...8...7 feel orgasm building...6...5...  give me a really big orgasm....4  cum also for the crowd 3...almost to the edge now...2 get ready....1 CUM FOR ME!"  Ashlie cums on Special K's tongue and some girlcum squirts out of her pussy. 

"Drink from your slave sister.  Fill yourself with her energy as you are one now" As I say this, Ashlie begins to piss all over the naked slut kneeling below her.  Special K struggles to keep up with the flow and ends up with it splashing all down her naked body, soaking her despite trying to swallow as much as possible.

"Good girl. Now switch positions."  The wet little slut stands up as Ashlie now kneels in front of the crowd. Special K's body is wet with Ashlie's piss...making her nipples a little cold and therefore hard.  Meanwhile Ashlie is kneeling in a puddle of her piss that mixed with mine and little of Ashlie's cum -- and her schoolgirl outfit is wet with my piss.

"Eat her out," I command and Ashlie instantly complies. Special K is now soaked in piss and standing naked in front of a crowd that includes many strangers that she has not yet met. Ashlie eagerly licks Special K's bare and hairless pussy as Master Photographer takes more photos.  I can tell Special K is nervous but I am proud of Ashlie being a good little slut for me and showing Special K how to behave. "Enjoy it slut. You too are going to cum for the crowd.  I haven't yet trained you to cum on command so we will all wait for you -- as long as it takes.  You may never, ever fake an orgasm...all your orgasms for me will be real, no matter what.  So enjoy it...and enjoy putting on a show for the nice people.  You will ---" and suddenly I see Speical K rocked with a hard orgasm.  Apparently this little slut enjoys being put on display!

[Continued in Part 2]

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