Welcome to my world, pets and pervs
There is power in the sway. The fact that findom involves finances lends a false sense of power to the sender of tribute. You gents deceive yourself into believing that since you hold the cash, that you call the shots, and you could never be more wrong when it comes to me.
A woman who does not possess a need for your money is not bound by your whims to relinquish or withhold it. In fact, you will quickly find yourself sorted into the refuse bin for attempting to use your money as a bargaining chip with me.
I have zeros issues with blocking any male who gets it into his head that he is in control of our interactions. One such as I describe was blocked yesterday, and he had even paid tribute, mind you that it was an insultingly minuscule amount. Never do that either gents.
A woman who knows her worth will not allow for you to insult her with meager offerings. Women deserve your best efforts.
I for one, will not validate nor laud gents who attempt to exert minimal effort when courting me for consideration.
You may be asking yourself, how can she afford to turn away a dollar..well let us school you now. I do not need your money. Yes you hear this all of the time from the multitude of women online, but the majority of the time when it is relayed, it is false, so truth be known, you can manipulate a woman who is in honest need of your cash contributions, and most likely you have already done so. The buck stops here though. My lack of need negates your leverage towards obtaining your objective.
Which option does this leave open for you with me than? Only 1...pay and pray. Get down on your well worn knees and tender a true financial sacrifice to me, then pray for my benevolence. I offer no guarantee of acceptance though. Your attitude upon delivery will most likely sway or obliterate my desire to acknowledge your effort.
You gents have been entirely too spoiled with it comes to getting your way with women online, and unfortunately each time that a woman allows you to play her with faux service and sacrifice, you are being taught that stealing a woman's time and attention for pennies on the dollar is acceptable. The time for such is at an end, atleast with me it is. You of course are free to continue to stroll along dick in hand crawling into every open box to shit upon it's owner, which is the predictable outcome, but for a few, my words will have opened your eyes to the wretchedness you have wrought.
Are you ready now to become a new man. A man worthy of receiving a woman's notice? I have laid the stones for you to follow. Send your intentions in the form of an amazon gift card to mzsydney34@yahoo.com and bide your time wisely whilst awaiting notice of whether I have deemed your sacrifice of value to me.
Thursday, April 11, 2019
Thursday, March 14, 2019
Pleasure Saturation
Welcome home my pets..Welcome home to the Sanctuary of Goddess Sydney Claire
Human beings love pleasure. You love pleasure don't you? You love to be pleasured. You love the way pleasure sets you free. You love the experience of pleasure so much that you will chase it over and over. You want pleasure, and I being the benevolent Goddess that I am, intend to provide pleasure..just not in quite the way that you imagine.
Today my pet we begin to alter your perception of pleasure.
Your visual representation of pleasure becomes a bright red balloon floating just out of your reach. You can stand on your tippy toes, you can jump like a rabbit, you can even climb up a ladder, but it will always elude your grasp. You want the balloon. You want the pleasure it represents. How far are you willing to go to get it? Are you willing to work for it? Would you get down on your knees and beg for it?
I, and I alone possess absolute access to the red balloon, but I will show you the path. I will share with you how to fill yourself full of that feeling. That feeling of floating free from all constraints. The all encompassing bliss of pleasure. You want the pleasure. You need the pleasure. Your mind will not rest til you can feel the pleasure coursing through your veins..that oh my God tingling toe curling pleasure. Tell me you want it.
Now my pet, here comes the tricky part. That pleasure will not originate from your body. The pleasure begins within me. It erupts from me, and spills over into you. A part of me within you. A part of me that you can experience over and over again...day in, day out. Just think of all that pleasure you can have. You want that feeling. You want that experience. You want pleasure.
How my pet..how can you pleasure me til my pleasure flows into you? It is so easy pet..so fucking easy.
Worship pet. All you have to do is worship your Goddess. Worship your Goddess with your finest of sacrifices. You know how to sacrifice for Goddess. You already know what gifts will please her. You know that you have the power to please Goddess with gifts. You are empowered by her pleasure. You want to feel her pleasure. You want her pleasure to be so great that it covers you head to toe. All of that pleasure at the power of your fingertips.
You want that pleasure so badly that you can stick out your tongue and taste it. Make the sacrifice pet, and embrace the pleasure of Goddess. So simple, so easy...you can do it my pet. You can be that man. Regardless of what anyone else says of you either good or ill, you possess the power to pleasure a Goddess, and you absolutely want that pleasure.
Come now my pet, and send Goddess the gift of pleasure with your financial sacrifice. You are one gift card away from saturating yourself with my pleasure.
Human beings love pleasure. You love pleasure don't you? You love to be pleasured. You love the way pleasure sets you free. You love the experience of pleasure so much that you will chase it over and over. You want pleasure, and I being the benevolent Goddess that I am, intend to provide pleasure..just not in quite the way that you imagine.
Today my pet we begin to alter your perception of pleasure.
Your visual representation of pleasure becomes a bright red balloon floating just out of your reach. You can stand on your tippy toes, you can jump like a rabbit, you can even climb up a ladder, but it will always elude your grasp. You want the balloon. You want the pleasure it represents. How far are you willing to go to get it? Are you willing to work for it? Would you get down on your knees and beg for it?
I, and I alone possess absolute access to the red balloon, but I will show you the path. I will share with you how to fill yourself full of that feeling. That feeling of floating free from all constraints. The all encompassing bliss of pleasure. You want the pleasure. You need the pleasure. Your mind will not rest til you can feel the pleasure coursing through your veins..that oh my God tingling toe curling pleasure. Tell me you want it.
Now my pet, here comes the tricky part. That pleasure will not originate from your body. The pleasure begins within me. It erupts from me, and spills over into you. A part of me within you. A part of me that you can experience over and over again...day in, day out. Just think of all that pleasure you can have. You want that feeling. You want that experience. You want pleasure.
How my pet..how can you pleasure me til my pleasure flows into you? It is so easy pet..so fucking easy.
Worship pet. All you have to do is worship your Goddess. Worship your Goddess with your finest of sacrifices. You know how to sacrifice for Goddess. You already know what gifts will please her. You know that you have the power to please Goddess with gifts. You are empowered by her pleasure. You want to feel her pleasure. You want her pleasure to be so great that it covers you head to toe. All of that pleasure at the power of your fingertips.
You want that pleasure so badly that you can stick out your tongue and taste it. Make the sacrifice pet, and embrace the pleasure of Goddess. So simple, so easy...you can do it my pet. You can be that man. Regardless of what anyone else says of you either good or ill, you possess the power to pleasure a Goddess, and you absolutely want that pleasure.
Come now my pet, and send Goddess the gift of pleasure with your financial sacrifice. You are one gift card away from saturating yourself with my pleasure.
Friday, March 1, 2019
Take up your yoke
Welcome minions, puppets, and paypets of Goddess Sydney Claire
Are you ready to take up your yoke and place it around your neck? Are you prepared to become that which I decree?
My intention is for you to become my beast of burden. Do not view this as a bad thing, for it is not. Being a beast of burden is an honor for a male such as yourself. It is a distinction above the betas below you. It simply means that I have use of you, and being of use to Goddess Sydney Claire is the greatest of honors. You have been found of worth. You should be on your knees in gratitude for this opportunity to please me. You know how to show gratitude don't you?
Gratitude is displayed through sacrifice. Gratitude is an action, not a gaggle of words. You as my beast are to show gratitude daily. You want to be my beast don't you? Of course you do! You want to be of value. You want to be of use. You want to be the one who is recognized by a Goddess.
Serving Goddess elevates you above the ordinary, and you know in your heart that you want to become more than you ever dreamed possible.
As my beast, you will be stoic. You will not complain of the tasks assigned you. You will beg to suffer for my whims, and sacrifice for my satisfaction. You do want to satisfy me do you not? A novel concept for you eh?
You will never attempt to break your vow of servitude, for you are cognizant of the fact that to be without Goddess is to be in a living hell.
Your devotion to Goddess will be a study in grace. Your loyalty will never need be called into question, for your eyes can see no other than the divine Goddess Sydney Claire. Your appreciation will be a tangible thing, and your happiness to be held in my esteem will be your beacon of light in the darkest of times.
I call to you now my lowly beast which crawls upon the earth. I call you my own. Come claim your yoke.
Are you ready to take up your yoke and place it around your neck? Are you prepared to become that which I decree?
My intention is for you to become my beast of burden. Do not view this as a bad thing, for it is not. Being a beast of burden is an honor for a male such as yourself. It is a distinction above the betas below you. It simply means that I have use of you, and being of use to Goddess Sydney Claire is the greatest of honors. You have been found of worth. You should be on your knees in gratitude for this opportunity to please me. You know how to show gratitude don't you?
Gratitude is displayed through sacrifice. Gratitude is an action, not a gaggle of words. You as my beast are to show gratitude daily. You want to be my beast don't you? Of course you do! You want to be of value. You want to be of use. You want to be the one who is recognized by a Goddess.
Serving Goddess elevates you above the ordinary, and you know in your heart that you want to become more than you ever dreamed possible.
As my beast, you will be stoic. You will not complain of the tasks assigned you. You will beg to suffer for my whims, and sacrifice for my satisfaction. You do want to satisfy me do you not? A novel concept for you eh?
You will never attempt to break your vow of servitude, for you are cognizant of the fact that to be without Goddess is to be in a living hell.
Your devotion to Goddess will be a study in grace. Your loyalty will never need be called into question, for your eyes can see no other than the divine Goddess Sydney Claire. Your appreciation will be a tangible thing, and your happiness to be held in my esteem will be your beacon of light in the darkest of times.
I call to you now my lowly beast which crawls upon the earth. I call you my own. Come claim your yoke.
Wednesday, February 27, 2019
A Paradox of Submission
Greetings and good morning to all who enter with the intent of knowing Goddess Sydney Claire
Today I want to delve into a paradox of submission, and how it effects the lives of submissive males. As I sat scrolling through my TL last night, a pervasive thought would not depart. A thought that was cemented into a need to share my words with you dear readers.
Have you ever submitted yourself to a woman? Do you know what it feels like to be stripped bare mentally, emotionally, as well as physically before a woman? Of course some of you are going to jump up and say "hell ya I been undressed with a woman before". I do not doubt that you have, but have you ever been truly naked before a woman? Have you ever allowed yourself to actually be vulnerable before a woman? Have you been on your knees with no pretense between the two of you? No ego rearing it's huge head. No imposed societal rules shackling you. If you have, than I want to hear from you.
To be bared before the eyes of a woman is much more than a physicality. It is a sharing of the essential self. A reflection of the you which no longer hides behind the skin of society.
It evokes a feeling of extreme excitement to bow in submission to a woman. It is the absolute highest of highs. It is the roller coaster that never stops. There will be highs, and there will be lows, but it will always grip you by the ball hair and take you for a ride. The question you must put to yourself is, are you really ready to belt in?
Submission is beautiful. Submission is breath taking. Submission is bottled seduction. It is glorious, yet it can possess a downside if you are not mentally healthy when you engage.
Here comes the paradox. Excitement vs Shame. You have tugged up your big boy knickers, and dove in. You have twisted, turned, and rode that bull like it was your bitch, but now you have crossed that finish line, and the adrenaline high has dissipated. Now brace yourself, cause here comes the shame. Shame for yourself. You cannot believe the things you have done for a woman. No person you know would ever say that what you have done is acceptable or appropriate. Shame, shame upon you. What a perverse creature you became in a woman's presence, under her command. You allowed yourself to act in ways that you had only ever fantasized about previously.
Can you come to grips with what you have done? Can you find peace in the fact that you enjoyed it, that you sought it out, and finally, that you would sell your very soul to have it once again? This is the you that hid so very well. He is there, he has always been there, and he will always be there even if you deny him. This is truth. You, and you alone must come to terms with your truth. You want, you need, you must have in order to be completely happy.
I am here to tell you that it is ok to be submissive to a woman. It is ok to want that which others deem depraved, and definitely a blow to defined masculinity. Being submissive does not make you a bad person in need of exile from "polite" society. Being submissive is a facet of your humanity. Embrace it and be whole. You are not alone. Take solace in the fact that thousands of men are just like you. They are you.
Chew on this a moment :)
Today I want to delve into a paradox of submission, and how it effects the lives of submissive males. As I sat scrolling through my TL last night, a pervasive thought would not depart. A thought that was cemented into a need to share my words with you dear readers.
Have you ever submitted yourself to a woman? Do you know what it feels like to be stripped bare mentally, emotionally, as well as physically before a woman? Of course some of you are going to jump up and say "hell ya I been undressed with a woman before". I do not doubt that you have, but have you ever been truly naked before a woman? Have you ever allowed yourself to actually be vulnerable before a woman? Have you been on your knees with no pretense between the two of you? No ego rearing it's huge head. No imposed societal rules shackling you. If you have, than I want to hear from you.
To be bared before the eyes of a woman is much more than a physicality. It is a sharing of the essential self. A reflection of the you which no longer hides behind the skin of society.
It evokes a feeling of extreme excitement to bow in submission to a woman. It is the absolute highest of highs. It is the roller coaster that never stops. There will be highs, and there will be lows, but it will always grip you by the ball hair and take you for a ride. The question you must put to yourself is, are you really ready to belt in?
Submission is beautiful. Submission is breath taking. Submission is bottled seduction. It is glorious, yet it can possess a downside if you are not mentally healthy when you engage.
Here comes the paradox. Excitement vs Shame. You have tugged up your big boy knickers, and dove in. You have twisted, turned, and rode that bull like it was your bitch, but now you have crossed that finish line, and the adrenaline high has dissipated. Now brace yourself, cause here comes the shame. Shame for yourself. You cannot believe the things you have done for a woman. No person you know would ever say that what you have done is acceptable or appropriate. Shame, shame upon you. What a perverse creature you became in a woman's presence, under her command. You allowed yourself to act in ways that you had only ever fantasized about previously.
Can you come to grips with what you have done? Can you find peace in the fact that you enjoyed it, that you sought it out, and finally, that you would sell your very soul to have it once again? This is the you that hid so very well. He is there, he has always been there, and he will always be there even if you deny him. This is truth. You, and you alone must come to terms with your truth. You want, you need, you must have in order to be completely happy.
I am here to tell you that it is ok to be submissive to a woman. It is ok to want that which others deem depraved, and definitely a blow to defined masculinity. Being submissive does not make you a bad person in need of exile from "polite" society. Being submissive is a facet of your humanity. Embrace it and be whole. You are not alone. Take solace in the fact that thousands of men are just like you. They are you.
Chew on this a moment :)
Saturday, February 23, 2019
Mission, Purpose, Reasoned Existence
Welcome new and old followers alike
This very week, I decided to take my blog private. Why? Well quite honestly I simply tired of sharing my words of wisdom and submissive training with those that had not invested in me and my domination. People will always fail to appreciate that which is given freely, and submissive males are no exception to the rule.
So for those of you who are left, let us begin in earnest shall we?
You are a man without a mission, purpose, or reason for existence. I as your divine deity, Goddess Sydney Claire am here to provide those things for you. Your mission is my happiness. Your purpose is to serve me, and serving me brings meaning to your existence. You have a calling, and a destiny which will not be denied.
I understand your trepidation. Walking a foreign path is fraught with possible pitfalls and fright, but fear not my pet, for I am with you. I am here to lead you, to guide you in your journey towards becoming the very best submissive in service to me. You are mine to mold. I will burn you down to the base, and then undertake the task of building you back up til you resemble the submissive I seen within you. You will be stronger, you will be devoted, you will be diligent, and you will be a better human being.
I want you to begin with a simple morning mantra.
Goddess Sydney Claire provides purpose, passion, and meaning for my existence.
Start today, and repeat it 3 times a day. Recite it every day til it is branded upon your lips. Know it, believe it, and live up to it.
We both know that your desire is to submit yourself to me fully, else you would not be reading my words this very moment. You are bursting with excitement at the possibility of finally finding your longterm Goddess. Your heart and flesh are ready to commit, and commence. Goddess is ready and awaits your worship.
Tribute is your sacred act of worship. You will come to embrace sacrifice for Sydney Claire, for nothing and no one else matters. Others are an unwanted distraction. They separate you from your purpose, and that cannot be tolerated. You have no need, but that of Sydney Claire. I am more precious than the very air you breathe. Your eyes should always be set upon the way to pleasing me. Anything else would be sacrilegious.
Are you ready pet? I am. Come now and abase yourself before me.
This very week, I decided to take my blog private. Why? Well quite honestly I simply tired of sharing my words of wisdom and submissive training with those that had not invested in me and my domination. People will always fail to appreciate that which is given freely, and submissive males are no exception to the rule.
So for those of you who are left, let us begin in earnest shall we?
You are a man without a mission, purpose, or reason for existence. I as your divine deity, Goddess Sydney Claire am here to provide those things for you. Your mission is my happiness. Your purpose is to serve me, and serving me brings meaning to your existence. You have a calling, and a destiny which will not be denied.
I understand your trepidation. Walking a foreign path is fraught with possible pitfalls and fright, but fear not my pet, for I am with you. I am here to lead you, to guide you in your journey towards becoming the very best submissive in service to me. You are mine to mold. I will burn you down to the base, and then undertake the task of building you back up til you resemble the submissive I seen within you. You will be stronger, you will be devoted, you will be diligent, and you will be a better human being.
I want you to begin with a simple morning mantra.
Goddess Sydney Claire provides purpose, passion, and meaning for my existence.
Start today, and repeat it 3 times a day. Recite it every day til it is branded upon your lips. Know it, believe it, and live up to it.
We both know that your desire is to submit yourself to me fully, else you would not be reading my words this very moment. You are bursting with excitement at the possibility of finally finding your longterm Goddess. Your heart and flesh are ready to commit, and commence. Goddess is ready and awaits your worship.
Tribute is your sacred act of worship. You will come to embrace sacrifice for Sydney Claire, for nothing and no one else matters. Others are an unwanted distraction. They separate you from your purpose, and that cannot be tolerated. You have no need, but that of Sydney Claire. I am more precious than the very air you breathe. Your eyes should always be set upon the way to pleasing me. Anything else would be sacrilegious.
Are you ready pet? I am. Come now and abase yourself before me.
Friday, February 15, 2019
Tearing the veil
Good evening to all who enter my domain freely
Those who have come before will already know that my presence can be counted on to catch a glimpse of my intellect daily on social media. I am quite fond of twitter at this point in time, which means that the odds of encountering me there are a given.
I am generally amiable towards those who interact with me respectfully, and sans the intent of using me for their own ill objective. As well you should take note that I do not make a habit of following male accounts. In fact, I find very few who spark my interest at all. Now the kicker for most of you, is that I do not have my DM's turned on for any individuals whom I do not follow. This in essence means that you are blocked from contacting me on a more personal level. There are reasons why I keep my inbox
Allowing free reign invasion is tantamount to issuing an invitation to time wasters. I prefer to avoid the dregs of findom. You know exactly who I am referencing now don't you? Those broke, stingy, hands on dick dudes whom will never contribute a single cent towards my happiness or comfort. They are truly the enemy, and an enemy will always be denied access to my time and energy.
Does that sound fair? Perhaps not, but my DM's = playing by my rules. This is not to say that I never grant access, but only that you will have to prove yourself above and beyond the ordinary dan. I refuse to settle for miscreants when there are decent malepets aplenty.
Your next question should very well be "Then how do I contact you to prove my worthiness?"
I have always made that mode of communication simple. You have the options of
a)tweeting me publicly, and awaiting my notice
b)sending an email to mzsydney34@yahoo.com along with an amazon gift card for my consideration
Of the two methods, your best chance of success is the second. I am more likely to look kindly upon those whom show me from the onset that they appreciate my time vs those who seek only their own self driven gratification. I tell you quite true when I say that tribute is the factor which allows me to discern who shall be rewarded with my presence. My time is most precious to me, and is gifted to the ones who have earned it.
To some of you who suffer from an inflated ego, you approach me as if you are entitled to my attention, and that your time is your gift to me, but that will never be the case in my estimation. Your time is meaningless to me. It brings me no pleasure, and I do not feel an iota of discomfort at the loss of it. Your duty is to attend me, not the other way around. I am the privileged one, not you, and it is you that shall dance at my direction if you desire to become a part of my existence. Take heed and do not allow yourself to forget it. There may be hundreds of females in the findom sphere, but there is only one ME, and there are thousands just like you. I am the extraordinary, whilst you are run of the mill ordinary. Respect, appreciate, and value my presence if you care to have us get along swimmingly :)
You will remember all that I have conveyed won't you? If it did not penetrate the very first time, read my words over and over til they soak into your psyche! See you soon pet.
Those who have come before will already know that my presence can be counted on to catch a glimpse of my intellect daily on social media. I am quite fond of twitter at this point in time, which means that the odds of encountering me there are a given.
I am generally amiable towards those who interact with me respectfully, and sans the intent of using me for their own ill objective. As well you should take note that I do not make a habit of following male accounts. In fact, I find very few who spark my interest at all. Now the kicker for most of you, is that I do not have my DM's turned on for any individuals whom I do not follow. This in essence means that you are blocked from contacting me on a more personal level. There are reasons why I keep my inbox
Allowing free reign invasion is tantamount to issuing an invitation to time wasters. I prefer to avoid the dregs of findom. You know exactly who I am referencing now don't you? Those broke, stingy, hands on dick dudes whom will never contribute a single cent towards my happiness or comfort. They are truly the enemy, and an enemy will always be denied access to my time and energy.
Does that sound fair? Perhaps not, but my DM's = playing by my rules. This is not to say that I never grant access, but only that you will have to prove yourself above and beyond the ordinary dan. I refuse to settle for miscreants when there are decent malepets aplenty.
Your next question should very well be "Then how do I contact you to prove my worthiness?"
I have always made that mode of communication simple. You have the options of
a)tweeting me publicly, and awaiting my notice
b)sending an email to mzsydney34@yahoo.com along with an amazon gift card for my consideration
Of the two methods, your best chance of success is the second. I am more likely to look kindly upon those whom show me from the onset that they appreciate my time vs those who seek only their own self driven gratification. I tell you quite true when I say that tribute is the factor which allows me to discern who shall be rewarded with my presence. My time is most precious to me, and is gifted to the ones who have earned it.
To some of you who suffer from an inflated ego, you approach me as if you are entitled to my attention, and that your time is your gift to me, but that will never be the case in my estimation. Your time is meaningless to me. It brings me no pleasure, and I do not feel an iota of discomfort at the loss of it. Your duty is to attend me, not the other way around. I am the privileged one, not you, and it is you that shall dance at my direction if you desire to become a part of my existence. Take heed and do not allow yourself to forget it. There may be hundreds of females in the findom sphere, but there is only one ME, and there are thousands just like you. I am the extraordinary, whilst you are run of the mill ordinary. Respect, appreciate, and value my presence if you care to have us get along swimmingly :)
You will remember all that I have conveyed won't you? If it did not penetrate the very first time, read my words over and over til they soak into your psyche! See you soon pet.
Tuesday, January 15, 2019
Why fetish males are trash
Separating trash from treasure.
You know that proverb
" One man's trash is another man's treasure ", well in this instance I would replace man with woman..perhaps an accurate reflection for this piece would the use of the Domme descriptor.
Many Dommes have publicly stated that they have found treasure within one that has been declared a timewaster by the findom community at large. I myself in all honesty cannot from personal experience vouch for the validity of such a happening, for it has never been the case with me. To be frank though, I am more closed off than most, and do indeed make it relatively an effort to gain my attention without an initial tribute, which may deter the lot of who have been titled as a timewaster.
In truth, I apparently am quite difficult to approach by males, or most likely, it is that I do not appeal to the majority of males in the scene, as I do not possess the physical attributes most often sought out. I have even put out polls on twitter posing the question whether my followers believe that findom success is based upon being young and thin. Of course the results were as I expected, but they were incorrect nonetheless. My life experience has taught me quite well how males think(regardless of how women wished they thought), and what look they will chase, pay, and obey. This is not me bashing, this is me conveying truth. Magazine covers well and truly reflect what males desire, and yes there will be exceptions, but they will be very few. Not only do I not physically appeal to the conglomeration of males sporting the submissive nomer, but I am old enough to sense a line of BS when spouted my way, and this is a massive deterrent for wasters. Effort and finesse are a requirement of earning my precious time, so you can surely see why the few who are left avoid my inbox like the plague. I am straightforward, and have no issue with burning a male to the core if I believe him to be attempting to perpetrate a deception with me. Frightening eh?
I got off topic didn't I lol..treasure vs trash. Treasures are the males who serve without expectations, and with devotion regardless of circumstance. I tend to notice patterns, especially in findom, and some are so very disheartening. Example: A Domme becomes physically ill, and she is unable to work for compensation to pay her bills, so she reaches out to the findom community for aid, but lo an behold, which group do you think fails her in her time of need? Males, that is who. It is always her fellow Femmes who come to the rescue. Ya know, back in the days when gentlemen existed, a man would not stand to see a woman suffer with worry over financial burdens, for he knew that he was obligated to care for women. Those days have passed, and what is left is a pile of trash..yup I am calling YOU trash. Now this has never been the case with me, thank goodness, but many a fine woman in the scene has experienced this stumbling block, and the results are always the same. What can I gleam from this information?
Obviously I would deduce that males in the scene will not be moved to help a woman if he does not stand to gain from said action. How selfishly sick is that? Not only does this apply to fetish males, but to males in general. I am aware of the attack on masculinity being played out in the media right now, and you guys are not helping your image at all. I in no way would ever wish to see masculinity expunged from my male counterparts. It would be a travesty. I like men. Do note that I said men, not males. I define the two terms differently. A man is honest, loyal, dependable, and firm in his conviction to protect and provide for a woman. He does not act in such a way that places himself to the forefront in a relationship. He does not require a gain in order to give. You guys on the other hand are an entirely different beast. You are shady, you are selfish, you do not provide, you are a quintessential leech. You take and take from women, and when a woman is in need, you are no where to be found.
The only humorous aspect of the entire scenario, is that as soon as a Domme is back on her feet, you are the first one there trying to sniff her ass. That is not the funny part, the aspect which humors me, is when you are turned out from her inbox without a fair thee well. Seriously I doubt that it hinders you in any way, for you are always looking for the next hottie to masturbate to, but it tickles me anyway. One would think, and yes I mean think, that after repeated occurrences you would eventually evolve into a decent man, alas though that does not seem to be the case, and you will be the one who suffers for your actions. You will be the one who at the end of your life is alone. None will care for your passing, and not a soul will mourn your loss, for you thought only of yourself, when you were intended to do so much more. That is the future you are facing, so reflect upon that when you are jerking your dick for the thousandth time. You meant nothing, and your life was fruitless. That is sad, and this is why you earned the distinction of being a loser.
There is still time though. You can turn this around. You can do better. You can cease focusing upon yourself, and what your dick demands. You can be a good man, and a wonderful treasure of a submissive if you want to be. It is on you.
I personally do not believe that you will change. I think that my words fall upon deaf and dumb ears. for you have convinced yourself that you are entitled to put yourself first and foremost, and fuck off to anyone who says otherwise, afterall, your dick keeps you company just fine. Who knows though...I have been pleasantly surprised by a select group of males previously, you just might be one of them. Otherwise, enjoy your time on the trash heap :)
You know that proverb
" One man's trash is another man's treasure ", well in this instance I would replace man with woman..perhaps an accurate reflection for this piece would the use of the Domme descriptor.
Many Dommes have publicly stated that they have found treasure within one that has been declared a timewaster by the findom community at large. I myself in all honesty cannot from personal experience vouch for the validity of such a happening, for it has never been the case with me. To be frank though, I am more closed off than most, and do indeed make it relatively an effort to gain my attention without an initial tribute, which may deter the lot of who have been titled as a timewaster.
In truth, I apparently am quite difficult to approach by males, or most likely, it is that I do not appeal to the majority of males in the scene, as I do not possess the physical attributes most often sought out. I have even put out polls on twitter posing the question whether my followers believe that findom success is based upon being young and thin. Of course the results were as I expected, but they were incorrect nonetheless. My life experience has taught me quite well how males think(regardless of how women wished they thought), and what look they will chase, pay, and obey. This is not me bashing, this is me conveying truth. Magazine covers well and truly reflect what males desire, and yes there will be exceptions, but they will be very few. Not only do I not physically appeal to the conglomeration of males sporting the submissive nomer, but I am old enough to sense a line of BS when spouted my way, and this is a massive deterrent for wasters. Effort and finesse are a requirement of earning my precious time, so you can surely see why the few who are left avoid my inbox like the plague. I am straightforward, and have no issue with burning a male to the core if I believe him to be attempting to perpetrate a deception with me. Frightening eh?
I got off topic didn't I lol..treasure vs trash. Treasures are the males who serve without expectations, and with devotion regardless of circumstance. I tend to notice patterns, especially in findom, and some are so very disheartening. Example: A Domme becomes physically ill, and she is unable to work for compensation to pay her bills, so she reaches out to the findom community for aid, but lo an behold, which group do you think fails her in her time of need? Males, that is who. It is always her fellow Femmes who come to the rescue. Ya know, back in the days when gentlemen existed, a man would not stand to see a woman suffer with worry over financial burdens, for he knew that he was obligated to care for women. Those days have passed, and what is left is a pile of trash..yup I am calling YOU trash. Now this has never been the case with me, thank goodness, but many a fine woman in the scene has experienced this stumbling block, and the results are always the same. What can I gleam from this information?
Obviously I would deduce that males in the scene will not be moved to help a woman if he does not stand to gain from said action. How selfishly sick is that? Not only does this apply to fetish males, but to males in general. I am aware of the attack on masculinity being played out in the media right now, and you guys are not helping your image at all. I in no way would ever wish to see masculinity expunged from my male counterparts. It would be a travesty. I like men. Do note that I said men, not males. I define the two terms differently. A man is honest, loyal, dependable, and firm in his conviction to protect and provide for a woman. He does not act in such a way that places himself to the forefront in a relationship. He does not require a gain in order to give. You guys on the other hand are an entirely different beast. You are shady, you are selfish, you do not provide, you are a quintessential leech. You take and take from women, and when a woman is in need, you are no where to be found.
The only humorous aspect of the entire scenario, is that as soon as a Domme is back on her feet, you are the first one there trying to sniff her ass. That is not the funny part, the aspect which humors me, is when you are turned out from her inbox without a fair thee well. Seriously I doubt that it hinders you in any way, for you are always looking for the next hottie to masturbate to, but it tickles me anyway. One would think, and yes I mean think, that after repeated occurrences you would eventually evolve into a decent man, alas though that does not seem to be the case, and you will be the one who suffers for your actions. You will be the one who at the end of your life is alone. None will care for your passing, and not a soul will mourn your loss, for you thought only of yourself, when you were intended to do so much more. That is the future you are facing, so reflect upon that when you are jerking your dick for the thousandth time. You meant nothing, and your life was fruitless. That is sad, and this is why you earned the distinction of being a loser.
There is still time though. You can turn this around. You can do better. You can cease focusing upon yourself, and what your dick demands. You can be a good man, and a wonderful treasure of a submissive if you want to be. It is on you.
I personally do not believe that you will change. I think that my words fall upon deaf and dumb ears. for you have convinced yourself that you are entitled to put yourself first and foremost, and fuck off to anyone who says otherwise, afterall, your dick keeps you company just fine. Who knows though...I have been pleasantly surprised by a select group of males previously, you just might be one of them. Otherwise, enjoy your time on the trash heap :)
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