I AM FOLLOWING: 5,000 Arbitrary Tumblr Limits
I AM USUALLY TOTALLY MAXED OUT. I am sorry. As
soon as I can free it up & follow Yyou back I will.
I follow all ACTIVE posters who interest Me, and periodically house-clean to unfollow those who stop posting after 5-6 months. If Yyou resume again, contact Me.
A HIGHLY SEXUAL BLOG
MATURE 18+ Please, NSFW If you are too young, be gone.
I don't judge others, not My place. BUT
I post "many" kinds of erotica here, including often Older Men with much younger-looking girls.
So, some Common Sense Please:
If you are an older mature teenager, and you list your age under 18, you must be Blocked (Ignored) and Reported to Tumblr - "Of Course." Like, Duh, ya know. If you wish to stay, well... Kindly be Thoughtful and Respectful of My situation.
- Don't Post Your Age on Your Page -
ALL MODELS ARE ASSUMED TO BE 18+
and to have executed appropriate release forms prior to publication
- and are so represented from their sources reblogged from Tumblr -
and from elsewhere, as claimed by said sources.
People who are silly enough to follow Me
from pages containing advertising or spam, especially if it demands the Viewer be redirected
will be IGNORED, BLOCKED & REPORTED. Simple. GUARANTEED FOLKS.
Please do not waste both of our times following and then unfollowing Me because you are surprised at the wide erotic range of what is posted here.
If you are intolerant of others' sexuality, race, or beliefs,
be very quickly gone.
~ Too much Bookkeeping ~
[Besides, it's Stupid, grins]
ABOUT THE PAGE:
I am a Writer. I am a retired professional Photographer, Art Director, Editor; I was a Professional Ph.D. Psychologist in My time as well, and University Professor - including Therapist in private practice and Consultant. At this juncture, I write Fiction - A Series of Erotica, based upon My Family, and A Series of Vampyre Erotica. I've been very rich and I've been very poor, at one time even living in My car.
I am a BDSM Lifestyle Master, a Dominant, a Daddy
with an incredible consensual female slave/Family.
This is what I post:
BDSM, Bondage, sex with pain & strong violence. Old-fashioned Romance with a capital R, Vanilla Erotica, Pinups, classic or otherwise; Sexual Darkness and other forms of Darkness sometimes; Gay Men having sex, Lesbians having sex, Fem Dommes using men as pleasure toys; Black girls, Black men, Hispanic men, Asians, everyone ethnic, including those who fuck white women & white men - and anyone else for that matter. I post sexy little girls, and sexy little girls in bondage, sexy young slaves who I reblog under the assumption that they can sign model releases and are "of age." Also Inked girls, Anime, Cartoons, Beautiful Landscapes, Cute Animals, Fine Art, Humor, and anything else that catches My eye. Let's not forget transsexuals, transgendered folk, and shemales as well. As I said, I was a Professional Photographer, and therefore I also love classy, sleek, and sometimes bizarre, High Fashion and Trendy nudes. I like Vintage Art and College Kids. If you are offended by this diversity of REAL Life, go away. Quickly please.
The rest of you are joyfully Welcomed !!!!
NOW TO WHAT INSPIRES ME
MASTER PARIS and Paris' Family
My Creative Story
Some BRIEF stories & quotes that inspire Me.
Please read them when Yyou have the time.
"When I was 5 years old, my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grow up. I wrote down 'happy.' They told me I didn't understand the assignment,
and I told them they didn't understand life."
(An apocryphal quote often attributed to)
~ John Lennon
This is My Happiness:
This is My Truth:
I am starting the day with a pretty girl moment.
After that, I think I will get pretty raw and take what I want.
Oh, and I’ve acquired a doll.
A classy sweet thing to be trashed.
A porcelain girlie with stark, wide, blue eyes
to be broken.
I feel the heat in the blood,
in the tension,
as she watches.
~ Written Mar 20, 2013. Revised May 16, 2013 [in Vienna] ~
This - FOR the pure slave:
she, living in her chosen surrender,
in her complete & utter service
to His Pure & Dominant Maleness:
you WANT to be His Extreme Romance.
you NEED to be the nameless female thing
His Obsessive Vampyre Needs to Own and Feed upon.
Cry as long and as hard as you want to,
but just make sure that when you stop crying,
you never cry for the same reason again.
~ anonymous slaves'
Widsom found on Tumblr
"The best things in life make you sweaty."
~ Edgar Allan Poe
Copied from nobri's page, who reblogged it from kitty-en-classe.
she cried later in My arms.
That, too, is why she lives in My bed.
Upon waking. And...
Looking at her hair tossed on the pillow as she sleeps.
The Judy Collins song says
'Like a sleepy golden storm.' Yes.
Thinking of brunch, maybe, when she too wakes - soon now.
On her. With her. Inside her.
Left a note beside her:
I'm here when you wake up, babe,
and for the rest of your life.
What an utter
it would be
to find something
and spend any time
and trying to
it is all
Master or not, all true Men know it is the women in Their lives who keep them truly strong and sane.
the girls (My Family)
serve as the inspiration -
directly - for the characters in all the novels I am currently writing.
they are both real girls & also parts (embodiments) of My creative imagination, characters, as it were, who also come alive in My books - they flow from there as easily as they appear here in real life, and create themselves for
as true slaves in love must do.
* * *
So, as dani says so perfectly on their pages: we are often
a combination of the two:
....and, also, us
Those are some of
her (their) names which they've acquired over time to identify their place with Me in All Worlds.
Speaking of dani, thinking of dani - always thinking of dani.
dani is the source of all things. It was she who first called Me Master.
"Tell me please, Master, what is a great slave?"
"Why, girl," Paris smiles, looking down at her, considering His answer, amused at the sudden seriousness of her question,
".... why she's ummmm .... a cross between the perfect geisha
.... and a hot Italian street whore."
"Ooooooooooooooooooo," she smiles from her place on the floor at His feet.
she is struck by the instant clarity of His Vision;
and coy, as is the nature of her kind,
she looks up at Him lovingly
"Which one would You like first, Master?"
I have been called many names by My girls over the years, but with dani, My Paris dancer, it was always Master.
An obsession, if you will.
If a slave can slyly insist on something, she insisted on this.
dani always got what she wanted, grins, clever bitch. One does not easily argue with that sincere flood of neverending, passionate, intense, unrequited womanly love.
dani, one day, speaking of the impending tattoo to be engraved upon her butt:
Not just Paris, Sir. Pleeeeeze. MASTER Paris, SIR !!!!
Everyone must know i am OWNED,and by WHOM.
Please don't embarrass me in front of all my sisters, You Hot Man.
they will all think i am not doing my job properly.
You are my Master Paris, Master -
engrave that on my flesh
where Eeveryone can read it whenever You have me flash my ass for You. i am Your property, Baby.
Many names. From all the girls - Daddy, Master, Father-Sir (to be extremely respectful), Maître (because it is French, as is Papa). The Spanish is Papi, I like that too (mostly because of cristy's song). Sire. Baby. Honey. m'Lord.
dani's best friend lacey once said to Me, "Master Paris, you can tell a real Master coming a mile away. He does not have to acquire the symbols of power, Sir, He IS power. And any true slave just wants to bathe in that all day long....
"The same with any true slave, Sir. she stands out everywhere. Remember dani's early stories to You? she IS submission, pure and simple.
To serve, and to serve Him,
is ' to be.'
"It is That which completes her, Master Paris."
In My life, bless them one and all,
I have been taught by the very best of slaves.
'Come to the edge,' He said.
she said: 'i am afraid.'
'Come to the edge,' He said again.
And she came.
He embraced her and held her to His chest, reminding her that she was always safe in His arms,
and then suddenly, and without warning, He pushed her violently over the edge
.....and she flew.
~ Not Mine. From an apocryphal poem
often attributed to Guillaume Apollinaire
(The French Poet, 1880-1918),
but actually written by
The English Poet Christopher Logue (1926-2011 )
whose poem was connected to a poster containing the unexplained words,
"Apollinaire Said." (see below)
~ First, from 'tainted,' then
much later, updated in both the subtlety of the idea of love and its meaning here,
and for the correct original origin of the poem.
~ From Stella of StellaNova's Realm and
since paraphrased here by Me twice by Mar 31, 2013 ___________________________________________________
SOME OTHER THOUGHTS
ON EROTIC SLAVERY, PASSION
“I want to hear raucous music, to see faces, to brush against bodies, to drink fiery Benedictine. Beautiful women and handsome men arouse fierce desires in me. I want to dance. I want drugs. I want to know perverse people, to be intimate with them. I never look at naive faces. I want to bite into life, and to be torn by it.”
"I refuse to live in the ordinary world as ordinary women, to live ordinary relationships. I want ecstasy."
"And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom."
"I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naive or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman."
“I do not want to be the leader. I refuse to be the leader. I want to live darkly and richly in my femaleness. I want a man lying over me, always over me. His will, his pleasure, his desire, his life, his work, his sexuality the touchstone, the command, my pivot. I don’t mind working, holding my ground intellectually, artistically; but as a woman, oh, God, as a woman I want to be dominated. I don’t mind being told to stand on my own feet, not to cling, be all that I am capable of doing, but I am going to be pursued, fucked, possessed by the will of a male at his time, his bidding.”
“Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country.”
“We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are.”
~ all by Anais Nin
(1903 - 1977)
"No kind of sensation is keener and more active than that of pain; its impressions are unmistakable."
- and -
"If it is the dirty element that gives pleasure to the act of lust,
then the dirtier it is, the more pleasurable it is bound to be."