Tersely Pertinent

As I wait for various tools and materials to arrive, I thought I would spend a moment to discuss my basic philosophy on the D/s lifestyle. 

For me, what it all boils down to is the idea that s types need to submit to someone.   They have a need to give power of themselves to someone else (for discussion purposes, I am boiling things down to a one on one relationship).  Be it mental, emotional or simply physical reasons, they find the need to turn over control to another to make themselves feel complete.  

For this to happen, there has to be somone on the other side of the collar.    Thus enters the Dominant  (yes there are other terms, but see discussion purposes above).    For most, this seems rather obvious, but sometimes the obvious is rather ignored.   After all, what good is a Dom without somone to submit to them?     Is it just a person with an ego screaming orders at a wall?

My personal philosophy is to be a real Dom, one must inspire submission, not take it.

Any fool can force, or attempt to, submission from another.   However, only a few can inspire s types to really give of themselves to another.   By building trust, though actions or discussion or being an example, can real submission be created. 

How that trust is built is another dissuasion. 

Thus Endith the Lesson 

Cumming Attractions

That telling someone to call you "Master" shows how much of a moron you really are.

and I do did enjoy his work <sigh>

14 Inches Here in Kansas

also

some snow

Kansas Is Now Closed!!

Due to snow fall and drift, All the highways here in NE part of the state are shut down.     So far, we have had about 8" (real inches, not internet ones) and still coming down.   

Luckily, we were prepared here, so no worries.     We are hunkered down watching Hercule Poirot movies and getting out the snowblower every couple of hours.    Going to be an interesting couple of days to come.

Addition:

It is worse that that,  Jim Cantore is here in town

My deck currently:

I'm sorry kids, but I need to make a small rant.

Due to the recent American election, I made a change to my profile.  The change indicated those with a certain political leaning were unacceptable to me as possible connections.   Now I get it that this change upset some people, but that is not what I am ranting about.

What I am ranting about is:

Quit being a coward with sending me messages and then blocking me.

If you want to tell me I am wrong, then have the spine to have discourse.  If you are going to block me, then keep your yap shut to begin with and then hit the block button.   

(Apologies to the Non-US users who have to put up with us goofball Americans) 

Looks like someone is going to take it up the ass this weekend:

Outside the window fireworks sparked bright and loud, signaling the start of a new year.   Showers of blue, green and bright yellow blossomed in the midnight sky with explosions of  noise that drew everyone's attention.

Everyone but two, that is.

The slave felt fireworks of her own.    As leather falls laced themselves  across her back and ass, the pain spread as tentacles of colors throughout her skin.    Green, yellow, and finally red   wove like fine lines as she toe danced to the feeling and sound of the flogger beat.   The rain of her sweat reflected the light from the single lit bulb above her.    The slave shined like the reflection of the moon in a shimmering sea.    

The sound of the flogger cracked , as it struck again and again and again.   Each touch in a different place.   Each one a new a different feel.    Her legs could not move much with the spreader bar locking her in place.    Her arms suspended from the single hook would not allow her to shift away from the flogger's touch.

Not that she wanted to.

She lived for this moment.   It was the begining of New Year and she so wanted to show oHim how much she loved Him and how devoted to Him she was.     She was welcoming in the New Year in the best way she could think.

So Today, 

the last day of the year

Blue Meanie's glue fully cured and was ready for a stress test:

All the falls remained in place and was quite happy with the thuddy feel to it.

40 falls in all with the hide being lambskin.

The only problem I seemed to have run into was the top of the handle fogged a bit from the use of superglue.   So won't make the mistake again.

Here it is under a black light:

I also got some new LEDs!

While they shed more light, they are physically bigger, so having a small problem with my rubber stoppers being fully on.   Had to remove the metal loop for the video below:

Just a small update 

Got the the falls cut 

40 falls and all 

16 inches long 

1/2 in wide 

Now comes the fun part 

Gluing them in 

Oh joy