Two Things Too Good to be True

I’m writing this entry directly after the previous one but felt it deserved to be separate, due to the very different subject matter and tone.

There are two things today, two people, who I am speaking with that seem officially Too Good To Be True.

One is financial slave I am in the beginning of acquiring.  He seems sincere and desiring to serve, willing to learn, and like just a generally sweet person.  He and I may work out well.  I’ll not say more as it’s too early to have much of anything Too say, ask me in a week or two.  But he did bring a smile to me today.

The second is that I have been speaking with a slave online for a short while now who I am just getting to know but seems to fit me Too Well.  Personalities, views so far on M/s and Lifestyle related things, general interests, and he’s good looking to me.  There must be something wrong besides the distance issue.  Gotta be.

Not that I’m being truly negative; rather, more humorous.

Anyhow, so I’m taking it easy and seeing what develops in these two very different cases.

Hard and Extreme Players

I desire to play harder than I have been lately.  I enjoy all of my sessions and scenes, but it’s rare to get someone you can play <u>hard</u> with.

I want to administer an old fashioned, out behind the shed beat down on a sub.  Start some music that gets my aggression pumping in me and take my hands and feet to them.  Slapping, punching, kicking, dragging them around by their hair and leaving them bruised, bloody and crying while thanking me afterwards.

I want to carve great intricate patterns into a sub’s flesh using my scalpels.  Marking them with that moment for the rest of their lives.  Seeing their blood run down them and mopping it up as I go.  Placing a beautiful modification in them while they sit and take it at my hand.  They submitting to my will, my judgement, on what the design shall be.

I want to financially rape a high income businessman, make him have to live on the barest of essentials that month(s).  Make him feel the experience of scrounging to pay the bills again (or especially, if it’s his first time having to), desperately counting his money to see what he can afford on food, wondering if the gas in his car will last long enough…  Suffer for me, baby, while I roll in your cash and laugh at you.

And I still crave to find some pretty, young woman with glorious long hair who I can strap into a chair in front of a public group and shave her head while she bawls over it.  Take away in minutes years of growing it out, caring for it daily, and in one moment drastically altering what she sees everyday in the mirror, how she views herself mentally.

Plenty more, too.  But basically I would just like a good heavy and emotional scene to come my way soon.