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admin: follow DOMesticFemDom on Twitter
Date: Wed, 29 Sep 2010 02:11:57 +0100
From: "Christine" at u4ds.com

Hello,

Thanks to Ms Milliscent who convinced me that I didn't have to
be a constant or personal Twitterer myself to allow DOMestic
readers to get the benefit of updates on what's happening on
DOMestic via updates (or Tweets) on Twitter.

So you can now follow DOMesticFemDom on Twitter at:-

http://twitter.com/DOMesticFemDom

DOMestic is now a Tweeter.

I previously wrote:

"You twitter if you want to. The Lady's not for twittering!"

And I stand by that, I have no plans to indulge in idle
twittering about my daily life.

However I also wrote:-

"if you think you can say anything serious and worthwhile in
less that 140 characters, you are probably wrong"

And I now see I was both wrong and right, DOMestic can say
something worthwhile. We can say with a short Tweet with a link:-

"Hey, come look at what's happening, somebody just said
something, and it's usually worthwhile to check out what's being
said on on DOMestic"

Thanks also to David who has set up a system which now means
that every time you post a message on DOMestic a Tweet will
automatically go out via Twitter letting our followers know that
there is something new happening on DOMestic.

I hope that this will also bring lots of new interesting posts
from Twitterers and make the DOMesticFemDom page on Twitter a
valuable page for you. Please follow DOMesticFemDom at:-

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sincerely,
Christine at Ms-Christine.com

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C: codifying kinkiness (for doggies)
Date: 5 Sep 2010 22:45:06 -0000
From: quitodoux

i am a sub with some precious experiences in the past. But now i
am an oldie and my type of kinkiness seems not to be very
appreciated in the bdsm world. i belong to those subs who do not
like pain but crave to be trained as slaves, doggies. my first
Lady called me a fetishist for female taste and odor.

Whenever I approach FemDoms in the community, i am far too often
rebuked by the statement: how boring, always the same male
attitude of so called subs.

I wish i could show by a simple sign or code the identity of my
kinkiness, so i need not go through all the explanations. Does
anyone in the community know a system of categorisation by signs
and codes, which would allow these FemDoms to see what i am and
only those few, who are interested, would be able to show it?

It is over 5 years back, since i posted here. i live in Berlin,
Germany and am fluent in English, French, German and speak
reasonably Spanish.

Salut, quitodoux, the soft sub

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C: The Puppy Play Pride Symbol
Date: Fri, 17 Sep 2010 04:39:02 +0100
From: "Christine" at u4ds.com

Hello quitodoux,

In "codifying kinkiness (for doggies)" you wrote:

>now i am an oldie and my type of kinkiness seems not to be
>very appreciated in the bdsm world

Welcome back, I remember you from the early days of DOMestic and your consistent interest in being a "doggy" although nowadays that is becoming known as "puppy play".

Puppies can be quite demanding creatures, so it can take a very special bond between two people before a lady is prepared to give the time and attention that a doggy demands.

>I wish i could show by a simple sign or code the identity of my
>kinkiness

As an old hand you will of course know about the hanky code
system that goes back to the early days of bdsm. Wikipedia has a
colour chart here showing what the different colours mean.

I quote from Wikipedia:- "There is general agreement upon the
colours for more common practices, particularly those with an
intuitive relation between the colour and the practice, such as
yellow for urolagnia; brown for coprophilia; and black for SM,
but no absolute consensus for less common practices."

There and elsewhere on the web you will find that "Rust=Animal
roleplay" in the hanky code system.

But, even if you did find that the folk in your area understood
the old "handkerchief codes" the problem is that people may
interpret a rust coloured hanky as a desire to be either "a
cowboy or a horse" rather than a puppy for a lady.

Some fetish shops have cards listing the meanings of the colors
of the handkerchiefs. So you could visit some of your local
fetish shops in Germany and see if they are selling
handkerchiefs in various colors.

>Does anyone in the community know a system of categorisation by
>signs and codes

Yes. Some folk believe that dominants wear a leather band on the
left side, while submissives wear a leather band or symbol on
the right. But I've seen and experienced some confusion over
even that simple system. Dominants like myself don't like to be
restricted by rules and regulations about what we can wear and
how. :-)

>which would allow these FemDoms to see what i am and only
>those few, who are interested, would be able to show it?

Yes. There is what seems to me to be a perfect symbol for you
which has been released into the public domain by "Puppy Play
Pride".

The symbol is in the form of a dog collar in black and gray
reminiscent of the hanky code for SM and bondage. Inside the
collar is a bone representing puppy play. The dog's bone is
white "to symbolize the innocence of the puppy head space."
Attached to the collar is a red BDSM Pride heart shaped dog tag
denoting the loving bond between puppies and their trainers.

"Puppy Play Pride" even offer a free 5mb art package download.
So I'd suggest you download the art and use it to get a T-shirt
printed with a big "Puppy Play Pride Symbol" and that may at
least give you something to talk about at the events or clubs
that you are attending (?) in Berlin.

>It is over 5 years back, since i posted here.

Don't leave it so long next time :-) And do let us all know if
you organise a T-Shirt and whether it results in any interesting
encounters.

sincerely,
Christine at Ms-Christine.com

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C: communicating with a domina within scene
Date: 7 Sep 2010 20:45:23 -0000
From: kevin

I found a great system for communicating with a domina, even
during a session. It's the "yes means no, no means yes
technique".

Here is how it works. Before you start a session or an
encounter, you explain that if she asks you a question and you
answer "yes mistress" that means you are not into whatever she
is suggesting.

If she asks you (for instance) are you into being treated like a
dog, (and that's what you want) You say "Oh please mistress,
don't treat me like a dog." And then, of course she treats you
like a dog.

Trust me, no better system exists.

femdomstraponstories.com

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Re: C: keeping sub hubby nude - chastity a start?
Date: 15 Sep 2010 16:42:46 -0000
From: Happy Subhubbie

Ashley wrote:

>any suggestions on making my sub hubby stay nude at home?

Dear Miss Ashley,

Congratulations on embarking on the education of a happy male!

Here are a few suggestions which worked on me:

Confiscate his underwear. All of it. Reserve a pair or two for
your own use. Wear them around the house where he can see them.
Make him ask to borrow a pair on the extremely rare occasions
when he absolutely needs to wear them. Put a good price on his
borrowing them.

Make him undress and get naked the moment he walks through the
door. We installed clothing hooks for me but a cardboard
"locker" or laundry bag works too. Do not tolerate
"absentmindedness" on this issue. An additional week or ten days
of teased chastity works wonders to enforce this habit.

I heartily approve of depilation for all submissive partners.
Explain to hubbie that there is only room for one set of
"crowned" privates in your relationship and that set is yours.
Tell him that you find his bush to be smelly and unsanitary and
needs to be gone. Make it his responsibility to keep it that way
until you decide otherwise. Do not accept excuses like the gym
or the doctor's office. It's the twenty first century and males
can show their knees.

Best wishes,

Happy Hubbie

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C: Prostate Massage Milking = Orgasm Denial?
Date: 8 Sep 2010 22:14:05 -0000
From: greg

I have been looking for information on prostatic massage milking
as a way for Mistress to deny orgasms to me.

From what i have read in different webs, if a male gets milked
through prostatic massage, he will still be horny and easily
aroused. However, he will not be able to orgasm for many hours
to a couple of days even if highly stimulated on his penis?

If it would be true, it would be just great, to be able to
perform as much as Mistress may want, without being able to
reach orgasm ever.

Is this true? Have any list members experienced this? or is it
just a myth?

regards,
greg (Costa Rica)

fetlife.com/grgslave

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Re: C: Prostate Massage Milking = Orgasm Denial?
Date: 11 Sep 2010 21:48:30 -0000
From: Milliscent

greg,

In my experience it is true that the male will remain aroused
and lustful following a milking.

It is not true that he will be unable to orgasm normally for an
extended period of time following a milking.

M

milliscent.com/blog

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Re: C: Prostate Massage Milking = Orgasm Denial?
Date: 15 Sep 2010 04:11:23 -0000
From: palidon

In my experience....

I find that prostrate milking leaves me feeling like I had an
orgasm, you leak almost as heavy as one, but didn't have the
physical orgasm. Afterwards recovery is quick if not immediately
and I can stay hard for 20 minutes to 2 hours, and it takes a
while to have an orgasm afterwards.

Yes my wife loves it.

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Re: C: Prostate Massage Milking = Orgasm Denial?
Date: 19 Sep 2010 04:47:32 -0000
From: greg

Thank you both so much for the info! i guess then that the ideal
moment to be milked, would be just before Mistress might want to
use my penis...

Still a fantastic option to give her maximum pleasure!

yours,
greg.

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C: she loves to plug my penis and whip my glans
Date: 22 Sep 2010 11:42:18 -0000
From: Evadtayl

I loved blow jobs, but my girl hated the spunk in her mouth.
Then on one occasion she gave me a long blow job stopping as I
got to the edge, then she continued and I felt my spunk build up
and shoot with great force to immediately start a pulsing spasm
which went on and on subsiding to leave a dull pain in my groin.
She looked me in the eyes saying: "my that was good, no spunk in
my mouth and I could feel your spunk bursting to get out but I
will decide when to let it out."

That was the start of her domination which over the years got us
into sounds penis plugs, whipping and many other forms of sex
play.

She always stops my spunk when I shoot and loves to plug my
urethra for long periods, and also to play with sounds. I have
never had any serious problem despite the occasional bleed which
heals pretty quick.

She likes to put a leather glove on her left hand grasp my shaft
tight so my circumscribed glans bulges. Then with her right hand
using a small flogger whips my glans until it is cut and
bruised, which takes several weeks to heal.

She is always looking for new ideas to try out so any
suggestions would be welcomed.

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S: Jim's Story - part twenty-eight
Date: Sun, 11 Jul 2010 18:26:40 -0400
From: randolphus

Jim's Story by randolphus
first part linked here

part twenty-eight - At Work

It was Friday afternoon and I received a call in my office.
Sally said: "Peggy wants to see you NOW".

I said: "Yes Miss Sally, I'll be right there."

I went up to the executive floor and curtsied to Sally. Normally
Sally requires me to stand facing the wall for periods of time,
but today I was allowed to go into Peggy's office directly.

My wife was there also, I curtsied twice to the two ladies. I
stood. Sarah said: "As you know Betty," [referring to her
sister], "is not doing very well. I decided we will move her in
with us. I want you to go up there, clean up her house, get rid
of her stuff, sell her house and move her down with us."

Peggy said, "We can let you go for three weeks."

Sarah said: "That should be enough time."

I said: "When do I go;" Most people would want a discussion
about the merits of doing this, the problems, etc but I'm not
allowed to ask questions.

Sarah said: "You will leave tomorrow morning."

Peggy said: "Thank you Jim, we will miss you."

I said: "Thank you Miss Peggy and Miss Sarah;" I curtsied twice
and left.

I curtsied to Sally on the way out.

Sally said: "I want you facing the wall under the clock."

I said: "Yes ma'am;" And I walked over and stood facing the wall
with Sally watching me in case I moved or started singing or
whatever.

After a long time Sally said: "You have an appointment at four-
thirty and it's four twenty-five;" She was referring to my
toilet cleaning schedule.

I curtsied again and hurried to the Women's toilet. I had
cleaned it three hours earlier and there was some paper on the
floor. I swept and mopped the floor, cleaned the sink bowls and
the counters and the mirrors. I took inventory of the female
products that I keep in stock.

It was almost 5 pm., so I hurried up the steps and into Carmen's
cubicle. She wasn't there so I stood facing her cubicle wall. If
she went home, I might be here all night, her rules.

After a few minutes she arrived.

I gave her the inventory I had taken and told her I would be out
for as much as three weeks. Evidently she had already been told.
She said: "Why would it take three weeks."

I said: "Because Miss Peggy and Sarah said it would take three
weeks."

Carmen said: "I'm the manager here and I say it doesn't take
three weeks, and I think you're trying to get out of working."

I said: "How long will it take me Miss Carmen?"

She said: "Ten days at the max."

I said: "How big is Betty's house, Have you met her?"

She said: "You're arguing with me, do you want me to call your
wife?"

"No Miss Carmen," I said.

She said: "You can't go for three weeks; I will let you go for
ten days counting the weekends."

I hung my head: "Yes ma'am."

She said: "Don't pout or I'll really call your wife; I'll give
you an extra day."

I said: "Thank you Miss Carmen."

On the way home with my wife, I mentioned that Carmen changed
the amount of time. Sarah said: "I thought three weeks was too
long. You don't want to be alone with Betty that long."

So what I was going to do in three weeks was going to be done in
ten days.

I said: "Miss Sarah how much stuff is Betty bringing with her?"

She said: "You'll have to see what she has."

I said: "Where will we put her in our house?"

She said: "I want you to figure that out."

I said: "Do I have air tickets or will I drive?" I thought this
was easy.

She said: "I didn't know exactly when you were leaving. You're
asking lots of questions."

I was getting nervous asking another question. In general I'm
not allowed to ask questions because I become either impertinent
for which I get punished or tiresome for which I get punished.
I'd already asked three which weren't answered.

We have a system where when I make decisions, I take all the
blame if things go wrong, and never get any credit when they
work. So I decided to rent a small truck and drive it. I learned
it was only two hundred and thirty miles. It sounded like it
would be easy. I would fill the truck with what Betty wanted and
drive her and the stuff back. I hadn't seen her since we got
married nearly eight years ago.

Sarah disturbed my reverie with: "Please try to obey her, she is
very demanding."

How will I pack her up and dispose of her stuff if I have to
obey her? I tried to ask that diplomatically: "Miss Sarah, what
will be my role with her?"

Sarah said: "You're going to help her. I told her you were very
well trained and would be obedient."

Sarah said: "You've been asking too many questions. Tell mom to
remind you not to be so tiresome."

I said: "Yes ma'am." That meant that I will end up being caned
after dinner. When will I learn?

I prepared dinner and served it. I stood while the ladies ate
and chatted. I kept filling up the wine glasses hoping my
goddesses would be in a good mood. They put their forks and
knives on their plates signalling me to remove them.

Sarah said: "We'll have some wine in the family room." I took
the glasses and the wine and refilled the glasses.

I cleaned the dining room and kitchen. Friday nights I ironed
underwear that I hand washed on Thursday night. I set up the
ironing board next to the television so the ladies could watch
me and the TV at the same time. I ironed panties, brassieres,
garters and folded stockings and pantyhose. It took nearly an
hour; next I put the freshly ironed and folded lingerie away. I
also put away the ironing board and iron. I returned to the
family room to pour more wine.

Kathleen said: "Jim put yourself into the stocks. I will be
there shortly."

Well I didn't pour enough wine. I was going to get a beating for
asking what Sarah knew about her sister. I would try Kathleen.

I stripped naked except for my penis corset which is locked on
and Kathleen and Sarah have the keys. I fastened my ankles with
the strap and buckle. Until they were snug and leaned over the
center bar and put my hands and head into the cutouts.

Kathleen came along sometime later, perhaps half an hour. She
closed the top half of the pillory locking my hands and head,
and she fastened the leather strap fastening my chest to the
crossbar. I was totally immobilized.

Kathleen said: "Sarah doesn't like to be questioned."

I said: "Yes ma'am."

Kathleen said: "I'm going to make sure you regret questioning
her."

I said: "Yes ma'am, thank you Miss Kathleen."

Kathleen said: "What were you asking about."

I said: "I'm going to pick up Betty and move her here, I'm
leaving tomorrow. What will be my role, where will we put her,
what financial support will she need, etc?"

Kathleen moved a chair so she sat in front of me. She's in her
late forties and a little plump, but sitting in the chair, I
looked at her lap, skirt pulled up several inches above her
knees, made shiny by her stockings, a leather strap lying
across; I found her sexy.

Kathleen said: "Betty is a difficult person; Sarah thinks you
can do anything, but Betty will be a challenge. She was the
reason I first began reading about Fem-Dom. She ruled her former
husband with an iron hand. Unlike you he had no desire for it. I
think that's why Sarah didn't want to talk about it."

She said: "Moving her here is not my first choice. But we have
to do it, so we're depending on our Jim."

She got up and shook out the strap and folded it in half.

She said: "Let's not forget why we're here."

Next thing, I knew was an explosion on my butt. The pain took my
breath away, I had to inhale again before I could say: "Thank
you Miss Kathleen, one."

The second one was harder: "Thank you Miss Kathleen, two."

They were so hard, I was going to beg her to lighten up, but
before I could say anything another one landed, and I knew she
would give it to me again if I didn't get out:

"Thank you Miss Kathleen, three."...

Eventually... "Thank you Miss Kathleen, ten." Then it stopped.

Kathleen said: "I'll give you a very generous option. If you
promise to think about not being tiresome for the next hour,
I'll spare you the next ten strokes I was going to give you."

I would have promised anything to stop that strap. I said:
"Thank you Miss Kathleen, I will concentrate on not being
tedious for the next hour."

Then Kathleen kissed my forehead. She turned off the lights,
closed the door and left me.

I promised, but what had I done, I could tell Sarah was being
evasive. I guess I can't press on no matter how urgently I need
the information. I gave Sarah the right to do as she wished as a
condition of not leaving me. If she wishes not to answer my
questions then that was part of the bargain. So I guess I was
tedious. Honestly I thought about this for an hour.

Sarah came in and released me by flipping up the hasp. I undid
the ankle straps and fell to my knees.

Sarah rubbed my hair and face she said: "My poor baby, did I
make you suffer?"

I said: "No Miss Sarah, not more than I deserved."

She bent over and kissed and hugged me with urgent passion. I
would have liked to suggest we take it to our bedroom, but I've
learned that I can ruin everything by talking. We hugged and it
seemed like we were going to do it on the rug in the discipline
room when Sarah said: "Let's go upstairs." I abandoned my
clothes and followed her.

She said: "Undress me."

I unbuckled her shoes and took them off; I pulled down her
pantyhose and then her panties, then I pulled the dress up over
her head and finally unbuckled her bra.

My wife is beautiful and I am so much in love with her. She has
moved onto a pedestal that is guarded by her mother. Climbing
this pedestal to be here with her has become a rare delight. I
no longer take her, I offer myself to her. I have to be
sensitive to her mood and be responsive but not aggressive. I
haven't mastered all this yet.

She was naked; I was naked save a corset on my tool. She pushed
me down on the bed, and she straddled my face. My tongue had
access to her pussy and my nose was proximal to her ass, air was
somewhere else. She had the key to my corset and was unlocking
it. My tool did not disappoint. Considering where my face was,
how could it?

I put my tongue to work and tried to suppress my excitement,
Sarah was giving me a BJ while I was licking and sucking on her
pussy. The hard part is not getting as excited as this was
exciting. I would lick her all night but I did not want to come
before her. That was it, lick her all night, and suck and inhale
her aroma and suck and lick and lo and behold her thighs
tightened around my head her hands squeezed my cock and she
shuddered and I exploded. But I kept licking and sucking, she
was getting tissues, and I kept licking and sucking and she
settled back on my face and I kept going, I could do it all
night, she squeezed my head between her thighs and made a little
screeching noise but I didn't stop until she got off.

We cuddled. It's very nice not to sleep handcuffed. I counted
the ways one - no sore shoulder, two - you can pull the cover
up, three - you can cuddle your baby, four - you can get up in
the morning and make coffee and breakfast.

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