Master and the Sub

I want to offer a warning to all the beautiful subs on here trying to find their present and hopefully long term Dominant. This morning I read a blog post about a dominant that was going to give up because some people thought he was a weirdo. A couple of subs had already responded with positive words, I wrote a comment also that was reassuring that we are all one big weird family here. Went to show my lioness the blog because she's the type to give words of encouragement. My comment had been deleted, why what was worded to cause this reaction. I had even gotten likes on my comment. So I give this warning to all subs, this person who wants sympathy because he felt out of place is just a child looking for attention, any dominant worth your time will treat you with respect from the first point of contact. He has since talked inappropriately to 2 of my friends and blocked them, he has blocked both me and my lioness. Seems he's not the dominant or man that he projects himself to be. On the west coast and little to no information on his profile, poor little boy needs to grow up because if you can't take criticism than you will never learn how to better yourself. To him I say I'm sorry that you haven't learned how to properly treat a submissive or a woman. Much love to all Lion.?

I want to ask, why to the Dominate that I wrote a very nice and witty comment, and you decided to deleted. Did I threaten your ego in some way shape or form? Did I threaten your manhood? I was trying to be supportive for the fact that you were judged fo being weird here. Are you just a posser looking for attention? My friends here will see through your bullshit, especially if you're not real. It kind of shocked me that I was trying to be nice to you, and you went and deleted my comment, but no one else's. Did I do something to you in a past life that I don't know about? Please feel free to let me know why I was the only comment you deleted. Sincerely, Lion.

I have to tell this story, it's funny. Let me start at the beginning! Way back, before I was introduced to this lifestyle, I had a one night stand with my neighbor (yes, Hazel knows and it's fine, our past is just that our past). So, when I had this tryst (I'll call her K) barked out orders and instructed me on what to do, I had never had anyone tell me what to do in the bedroom and didn't really know what a Dominate or sub was at the time. This kind of shocked me, but hey I hadn't had sex in years after the divorce, and I wasn't going to turn it down. Now, I met my second wife/sub and was educated fast on everything. I now realize that my neighbor was a Dominate in the bedroom. Now, fast forward to when I brought hazel here last September, she is very good at protecting me, she makes sure if I'm sleeping nothing wakes me up, she's quiet, keeps the dog from barking, intercepts the phone, you get the picture. Now picture this, my bedroom window is located on the garage side of my neighbors house (like all houses around here), so when K let's her dog out and he barks it's right next to my window waking me up. Now, let me explain something I am a Dominate or Master outside of the bedroom as well as in. My father, I see as more a submissive to my mother nothing wrong with it, they have been married over 50 years. Now, my pets are more submissive in the fact when I raise my voice to tell the cats to quit scratching the furniture they stop, when I tell my dog to be quiet when she barks she stops. My neighbor who can give commands in the bedroom is submissive to her dog, case in point, (I'll call the dog A for this part) "A stop, A stop" this is done in a voice tone that is soft and low, which welds no results and A continue's to bark. Please understand that if this Lion does not get at a minimum of 6 hours of sleep, he becomes very irritable and cranky, so in steps my beautiful lioness (when she got here), kindly asked K to keep her dog from barking, because I was sleeping, assured it wouldn't happen again. It happened, lioness tells K again in a more stern voice can you please keep the dog quiet. Now my lioness starts her job, night shift 3pm to midnight, A starts barking one morning, lioness tells the neighbor to shut the dog up she works nights, I also tell K this. Dog continues to bark driving us both insane. Around Christmas I have a few M-80's so one morning dog barks, I get up, light M-80 toss outside, loud boom, A runs across the yard and heads to the backdoor "Merry fucking Christmas!". Around New Years, dog barks M-80 goes boom "Happy New Year's mother fucker!", A is paranoid at this point. One afternoon we're in the kitchen and A is starting to take a piss, I say look there's A, lioness gets up A see's her through the back door cuts off mid stream and heads for the door, we both laugh are ass off. About a month ago I was sleeping, A starts barking by my window, I get up, go to back door yell at A to shut the fuck up, K tells me to just go back in the house, I tell her to shut the dog up, tell her I'll report the dog, and I shut the door. After that when the dog started barking, we hear K telling A to be quiet, K has always been submissive to me in the form of a neighbor until the day she got lippy, not sure what changed after that day, but it's been somewhat quieter now, he still barks and she still uses the low tone when she needs to dominate him into learning when barking is allowed. Pets and people are either submissive or dominate, but it takes a good Dominate to teach their submissive the proper way, so as to not annoy the neighbors. LOL Hope everyone is well, have a wonderful day! Lion

Why does one blame themself for something they didn't do? The wife who got dinner on the table late because she didn't have a good day, husband berates her or hits her. She blames herself for not being a good wife. Girl blames herself for not being pretty enough or thin enough or tall enough to get the high school jock. Woman blames herself for being raped, I shouldn't have worn those clothes, shouldn't have been in the bar, shouldn't have had a drink, just should have stayed home. First off the husband was an inconsiderate fucking prick, no empathy for others all about me. High school jock, just a egotistical person or he just wasn't into you, nothing wrong with her, his loss. Lastly the woman did absolutely and I repeat absolutely not one fucking thing wrong, she is entitled to go out, entitled to have a drink or two, entitled to wear whatever she wants with a somewhat level of guarantee that no man should ever fucking touch her, period. Two dates on a calendar haunt my beautiful lioness, we had a conversation about them, she blames herself for what she was wearing, where she was, and what happened. I told her in no way, shape or form was anything she did her fault, this person was a worthless piece of shit, that deserves to have karma slowly remove his balls with a plastic knife very slowly while injecting salt during the process. I asked her if you get robbed while at the grocery store do you starve to death because you blame yourself for needing food. I am trying to help her it's been 24 years since it happened, I don't want her blaming herself for what happened, I want her to live the most amazing life being the beautiful woman that she is, I want her to be able to wear what she wants, anytime she wants. I have had things happen in my life, I did blame myself but I learned that I had to dig a hole, place said memories in hole, cover it up, say a prayer. God give me the strength to not forgive but to forget those who have done me wrong, give me the strength to find a new road or path to follow so as the scenery will make me foget the past and focus on a beautiful new memory so I may find happiness, love and contentment, letting old memories fade away until they are no longer a memory. My beautiful lioness, I will always be by your side to protect you, I will never let you feel scared, alone, or frightened, I will always Roar loudly so others will know you belong to me. With each passing day I hope to fill your mind with beautiful new memories of our lives together so one day you can live without blaming yourself for being the beautiful person you are. Love you more than you love your yarn. Love your Lion.??

The words written in this blog are mine, formed by life, things I've seen, experienced, and learned over my time on this planet. I'm sure I'm going to piss a few people off but in life it will happen and I'm not sorry for having my opinions and perspective. So now I begin, what happened to Mr. Floyd was nothing less than murder, his fellow officers are just as guilty, this is why the word accessory is greatly associated with crimes. These men did as they say in the field, failure to act, not one of them step in to say get off him or push him away saying he's not going anywhere, or your killing him. They did nothing but stand by and watch as a man died, the saying goes the punishment should fit the crime, nothing this man did justified being murdered in the street. He was not given any rights to a speedy trial to be judged by his peers, just executed by one man who saw a black man and assumed he was guilty. Now cities are protesting, mostly peaceful, but some not so much, I watched in my city as they threw bottles, rocks, whatever they could find at the police, I was raised with the words two wrongs don't make a right. Do you  know the officers your throwing shit at, do they have racist tattooed on their foreheads, do they have families, maybe get to know someone before making a judgment. Have we become a nation that judges everyone on the horrible deeds of a few, please don't ever group me in with the fucking, karma needs to hit them with a truck kkk, just because I look white, I'm part native american. All germans weren't nazi's, all native americans weren't savages, the many judged by the few. I understand completely the frustration felt by this country but riots aren't going to change the attitudes of people it hasn't for years, Watts riot 1965, history shows us that. I purpose this if we want change in this country, Vote, get out and vote, vote these old, set in their fucking ways mostly old white men out. If your politician is outdated, maybe it's time to vote in new blood, someone younger, someone of color, someone gay, someone who brings people together rather than divides a nation. It's hard to fight an attitude, so maybe just replace it with a better one, but the biggest problem is our president, white, privilege, old man, who insights hate, discrimination, discord, lies out his ass on a daily basis, and who has done nothing but divide this country from day one, are you willing to see what his next four years will be like. Oh so you don't call me a bleeding heart liberal I vote for the most qualified person Republicans included. Until we as a society truly make changes instead of just hoping the problems go away, this will not be the last time something happens like this. Let the judgement begin. 

Ok I'm asking this question after a discussion about it. Can a sexual position be deemed not submissive? Position in question is cowgirl or reverse cowgirl, keep in mind spanking can be applied to both ways. Both subs had the same opinion that they felt they weren't submissive but being the dominant one while in this position. My opinion is as long as the master/dominant is in control then he is still the dominant one he just likes the position. Views, comments, and opinions are welcome from all. Going to bed my beautiful friends. Hope everyone has a wonderful day. ?❤

So if someone's attitude can't be changed overnight then what the hell is taking so long in this country? President Abraham Lincoln on January 1st 1863 gave fourth the emancipation proclamation so all slaves were free. It took until 1964 for blacks in the country to have equal rights, as we have all seen lately this doesn't seem to be true. I was born 2 years later and I have never been taught to be a racist by either of my parents. As a child growing up I have had many black friends, my parents were friends with a single black woman in the apartment complex we lived, she had 3 boys oldest was my brothers age, middle was my age. She treated me and my brother like her own children, took us out to eat with them, took us to an amusement park that's been gone 40 years at least. We ate at her mother's house we were family I miss them because we moved away, and lost touch, very good memories. When I was 10 I first heard the term salt and pepper, my friend at the time told me that it was a reference about us, some older kids were yelling it from the pool we passed by. It's 2020 how long is it going to take for people to see people as humans not a color, an age, a religion, a sexual orientation, but as we are all humans hopefully trying to work on a better world not just for the few but for everyone. I want change I'm pretty sure it won't happen in my lifetime but I'm hoping that someday my children will see it or maybe my grandchildren. I have fears because if the attitude hasn't changed towards blacks in this country since 1863, how long before my children are accepted for being LGBT. My youngest said we need to get rid of cops like that, I stated well if we had a test so you could find the racist it would be fine but when they hide along side everyone keeping their narrow minded thinking to themselves until such time as to spew their vile amongst others like themselves its difficult. Only when they gather in groups, face off against people who hate what they stand for or let their hate show forth by killing a man clearly showing no threat then they are visible to the rest of us. Racism hides like a coward waiting for its chance to rear its ugly head when someone or something invites them to come out and play, this is one child who should never be given an invitation. A man once told me that we are all prejudiced but not all are racist. What I have learned in life is  don't see color see a person, if you're going to judge a person do it on how well they treat humans because in the end we're all the same doesn't matter of your race, color, religion, sexual orientation if you're an asshole your an asshole plain and simple. I'm over halfway through this life of mine so I can only hope that it won't take another 101 years to give rights that were already given. My heartfelt condolences to all the families of those who have lost someone due to hate. Big hug to all. 

So Hazel always says when it rains, not the kinda wet I want to be, love this woman. So here in our lovely state where we live it's been raining most of the last 2 weeks, put a damper on bike riding, outdoor projects, bbq's,ect. So as I write this my view of rain is I don't want anymore for quite some time. Last night I go down stairs to get the laundry, always like to have things done before Hazel gets home so we can visit for awhile. Go to get the clothes out of the dryer and see water on the floor, where did that come from, look around thinking the washer is leaking, nope, turn around and see my footprints in the carpet by the stairs. Oh shit, start walking through the basement, squish, squish, squish, well fuck not what I wanted at 11:30 pm. Let me explain, almost 20 years ago this happened, constant rain over several days without  a break causes the water to come over the top of the foundation and flood the basement. So I get out my trusted Bissell carpet cleaner and proceed to start sucking up water, anybody that owns one knows the tank only holds about a gallon of water then you dump it and start again. Well I finished at 4 am with still slightly damp carpets, need to get a box fan or 2 to help dry up the rest. Hazel is a trooper, got home and moved all her yarn thankfully none of it got wet, moved some boxes so I could clean. We didn't get to see much of each other last night or this morning but I can whole heartedly agree with her only way I want to be wet is her getting me wet. Oh and my trusted Bissell, my friend through all of this is now RIP. It was 20 years old and worked it's ass off to save my ass. Here's praying for bright beautiful sunshine today. Love to all Lion.??

Before you read the story understand that almost 1 year ago while talking with my beautiful lioness there were things she listed as being out of her comfort zone. Dresses or shorts outside of the house, seeing her naked with the lights on, saying what's on her mind, certain things that were instilled in her by past relationships, life, and events not in her control that had shaped her to be self conscious, stifled her opinion or thoughts out of fear of repercussions or a look as if she was stupid. When I brought my beautiful lioness here a thousand miles from all she had ever know, a place where she was born, her family, familiar stomping ground for which she knew like the back of her hand. I brought her to the middle of this country, a place she didn't know, a place with me someone who she knew only from long conversations, a one time meeting last July but trusted me to not be like all the others, the ones that gave her reason to have a comfort zone. So as time has past, little steps have been taken, she has stepped out of her comfort zone, lights on or off doesn't matter because she knows I love every inch of her. She wore a dress on the night of our special dinner out because she knew that I was there to hold her hand and always protect her. She has an opinion and is encouraged to speak her mind, share her thoughts with me because she knows I love her and would never degrade or judge her for being human. Now after almost a year she has starting to show more of her brat side, show how much she can be devious in what she does to me, past blog shaving cream, enough said. So with her permission, let the story begin.  Memorial day was spent this year by taking my lioness to the cemetery where my brother rest along side his girlfriend, I hadn't been in years but it was easier with her by my side, I introduced her to them both and wished they could have met the love of my life. Next off Lowe's to plan for the garden beds were getting ready to build, she has a massive green thumb and we are going to need plenty of space to grow things. Next stop firehouse subs for dinner, take out eat at home to many people without masks running around here. Final stop Walmart for a few items then home. It had rained here today and it had cooled off just enough to be comfortable to sit on the patio and enjoy the evening and some good conversations. Now at one point while talking with her mother, she decides to come sit on my lap after pulling down her leggings, this is not something she has ever done or a year ago would have discussed just not in her sub way of thinking, it's initiating and that she was not comfortable ever doing. We get off the phone with her mother and I say only thing missing was the red outfit that you said you wanted to get and do said act for my birthday. She had told me one day she would like me sitting in a chair, her in a particular red outfit and dance in front of me until I pulled her onto me. Way out of the comfort zone back then but now it's not, um ok, so I instruct her to come do that again, I had already pulled down my jeans and was sitting in the chair. My beautiful lioness slid her leggings down, backed up and eased down on my waiting erection, as she went all the way down I could feel her wetness I reached out to run my hands over her breast, she felt so good. After a few minutes it was apparent this was not going to work well do to the style of chair, I guided her off me and directed her to the garage, both motorcycles are parked there. I bent my beautiful lioness over the seat of her bike, removed her leggings and my jeans then slid my hard cock deep into her waiting pussy. Hearing her moan was beautiful music to me, with ever thrust I could her her excitement along with the gas sloshing in the tank, I smacked her ass never slowing the pace I wanted her to cum right there bent over her bike in the garage far from the comfort of our bed. More grinding, more smacks on her ass hearing her cum made me cum, it was exciting and wonderful. After a few minutes of standing in the garage mostly naked and hugging, I said to her bet you won't look at your bike without thinking about this, she replied nope. We went back outside for a little while longer before calling it a night, I said you should write a blog about this, she declined but gave me permission to. I had to think about how I would write this I'm better at writing from another perspective rather than my own, I always feel if I write it as a master then it's going to sound like I'm bragging about me or it will lose the closeness of dom and sub and sound more about just sex. I am so proud of my beautiful lioness for taking the risk of pushing her limits with issues of her comfort zone, she is the most amazing person I've ever known. I as a master will never push or demand her to break from her comfort zone but I will be supportive and loving as she finds her way to get out of them a little at a time. To you my beautiful lioness, know how much I love you and how proud I am you trust me to explore new things. Love you Hazel eyes. 

I would like to say first off absolutely beautiful to everyone who has been sharing pictures, it takes some courage to step out of your confort zone for whatever reason to show the real you. As a child growing up my mother never hid being naked, she would sleep naked, walk through the house naked, not all the time but to go to the bathroom or get dressed after a shower things like that. My brother and I didn't think much about it, if you were in the bathroom and she needed in she came on in, same thing if we needed in come on in. I never viewed the human body as something secret because I had seen it all my life, with my last sub she used to walk around naked a lot and asked if I was excited, my reply shocked her. Nope I have seen it all before, now put some lacy panties on and a top that is a little revealing that makes me use my imagination and bingo we have excitement. Now as I got older I became a little more self conscious, getting older, scars, just wish I worked out more kind of thinking. I lost my modesty after the stay in the hospital, your wearing a flimsy piece of cloth, nurses are drawing blood, catheters, sponge baths, leave the door open while you go to the bathroom all made me realize that I'm just me, brown hair, brown eyes, scars, imperfections, things that made me who I am. So now I'm back like a kid, walk around the house naked, would you like to see my scars confident. I have this saying you have to love yourself before others will love you, what it means is if you love how you look, how you feel, how happy you are with you then it shows others how confident you are with yourself. If we judge ourselves then we almost invite others to judge us. Negatively towards ourselves brings a bad energy that can push people away or attract more negatively. So look in the mirror buck ass naked, smile at the beautiful assets you were given and embrace every inch of your beautiful bodies because your all human. Hope everyone has a wonderful weekend. Big hug to everyone. ?❤