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It was a very long and wet spring and early summer but now that the rains have stopped I have finally been able to get to the "spring" work on the outdoor play area. I still have several days of mowing to do in the backyard, then will install a whipping post and an outdoor rack. I had not been planning on an outdoor rack but am installing it and the post for a Domme friend who occasionally uses my place when she comes to North Dakota.
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Ladies, please write something about yourself on your profile. A list of kinks is only of mild interest to me. I am much more interested in who you are as a person.
I regard vacant profiles as either fakes or flakes. |
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My hens are finally laying again. They are free range, so every day used to be an Easter Egg Hunt around here. But now one of my German Shepherds has taken up the hunt. The amusing thing is, he does not eat them or harm the eggs, he just picks them up and brings them to the house. Now I wake up in the morning and find eggs laying around the front yard! |
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I am trying to build an airplane. A real airplane, not a model. However the plans are in French and I do not read French. This is going to be a problem. |
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My cats keep hiding the remotes for the TV and sound system. Sneaky little bastards! |
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I almost managed to make it through a winter without snow! However I woke up Sunday morning with about six inches of powder. Not enough to be a problem but just enough to make the countryside beautiful. |
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I know I have mentioned this before, but please write something about yourself on your profile before contacting me. The likes and dislikes on a kink list tell me nothing about you as a person. And please refer to yourself in the first person. Be a human being with a mind, not a thing. |
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This house really does need a woman's touch. I am very creative in many ways, but I can't decorate a house to save my life. I want this place to look like, and be, a home. However I do have one hard limit when it comes to decoration: I pick the paint. This living room will never have pink walls again!! |
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FYI: Easylonna is a FAKE profile. The profile pic is a stock photo appearing on at least five different sites and a quick look at the Interests indicates some very obvious inconsistencies.
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She may be vanilla but I think there is a possibility that she may convertible over to our side. I am not going to give up on this one yet. |
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For some time I have been chatting with a very nice woman who contacted me on a vanilla website. I had completely forgot that I had a profile there until I received her message. Throughout our chats I have discovered that we have a lot in common and I am finding that I like her very much. I am now at the point where I either meet her, or say goodbye and forget about her.
I am hesitant about meeting her because she is vanilla. I have tried to go vanilla before and that has never worked for me. It would be even more difficult now. In the past when I have tried to turn my back on the Dominate and kinky part of my life I did not have any friends in the BDSM lifestyle. That has changed. Now my closest friends are people I have met through this site. I love them and can not imagine leaving them. So here I am again, alone but with the chance to have something. But having her would mean that I must leave so much behind. Once again I must chose the "alone" option. |
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I see that the formatting issues continue. I'd use this site more if what I wrote would appear as I intended. |
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Now is the summer of our discontent
Yeah, I know Shakespeare wrote "winter" rather than "summer." Richard III, while not of of my favorites among the Bard's is still quite good.
After three consecutive record breaking winters I was hoping that life would be better once summer came. I never imagined that things would become so much worse. The tragedy in my own family was extremely heartbreaking, but at least I had some time to prepare myself for the pain that I knew would come. Then the flooding came. So many of my friends have lost everything they owned. It is said "it's only stuff that can be replaced" but that is not true. Scrap books containing rare photos of long passed ancestors, family Bibles, heirlooms. All gone. Now people are forced out of their homes and must start over with nothing. My heart breaks for them. I told myself that this is as bad as things can get. And then a friend was murdered.
However in Act 1, Scene 1, Gloster continues.....
He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber
To the lascivious pleasing of a lute.
Where is my Lady with a lute?
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WTF is a slave school? Are they taught to sit, stay, heel? Don't chase the cat and stop chewing on furniture? And who certifies Masters? When I used to shoot on a regular basis I qualified as Pistol Master, but I don't wear my old marksmanship badges to munches. I view the pedantic use of titles to be rather annoying. The BDSM "lifestyle" is full of instant Internet Sir Lord Bubbas. |
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I'd like to find a slave whose vocabulary still contains the words I, me, and no. |
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Ladies, if you are NOT willing to relocate, please uncheck the little box next to "Willing To Relocate" on your profile!!!! |
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This has been quite an unusual winter so far. The snowfall is above average for a third consecutive year however unlike the past two winters, I've seldom been snowed in. I attribute to the fact the so far the majority of the very strong winds have come from the southeast rather than northwest. Due to the lay of the land, the sections of my township road which usually drift shut after a great deal of snow have remained open. There is a downside to this, but I consider it a minor inconvenience when compared to the past two winters. The trees on my property are planted to protect me from north and west winds, and there is no protection at all to the east and south. Therefore my driveway is slowly filling with snow and I now have to park my car 100 yards from the house. But I'd rather have to walk a ways to my car and be able to drive away then have the car parked next to the house and be able to go nowhere.
It's been a good year for snowshoeing out on the prairie however I've learned not to get too close to the moose. The damn things are just too unpredictable. Being charged once by a bull moose was enough to satisfy my curiosity.
I particularly enjoy walking across the white prairie on still moonlit nights. Orion shines brightly in the south and Ursa Major, the Big Dipper, dominates the northern sky. Occasionally I can catch a glimmer of Aurora Borealis far off in the northeast but due to continued low sunspot activity the Aurora remains a bit disappointing. I do wish I could find the right woman to join me in my moonlight wandering across the prairie. As a Dom I am not too difficult to please. Unfortunately too many women are intimidated by the thought of living far from town in the winter.
Life out here can be hard at times, but most of the time is isn't difficult with proper preparation. The challenge is much more psychological than physical. I believe that almost anyone can learn to thrive out here if they have the courage to try. |
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What's in a name?
In spite of what Shakespeare would have us believe, quite a bit. If your user name includes the words whore, slut, cunt, bitch, or cum you are probably not what I am looking for. I am looking for a woman who thinks enough of herself to have at least some dignity in her user name.
What does my user name mean? It's simply the Dakota Sioux word for "wolf." When I was a child the neighbor lady tired to teach me her language and this is one of the few words I still recall. It's pronounced Shunk Toke Tcha. |
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I continue to be discouraged by the lack of substantive information in far too many profiles. The check list of interests and activities is somewhat useful in sorting out some who are not compatible with me. For example, if I see that someone dislikes Christianity I know that we are not going to mix well so I move on to the next profile. But beyond that the checklist tells me nothing about a woman. I need to know more, so I look at what people write about themselves on their profiles and journals. If there is nothing there I keep moving.
And if you do write something on your profile, PLEASE give some thought to your font and background colors. Use a combination that is readable. |
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Well I see that my lest entry worked so I'll write a bit more.
People often ask me why I have never collared anyone in the thirty-some years that I have been involved with BDSM. The answer is rather simple, I regard collaring someone to be a permanent commitment. When I do collar someone she will also get a ring and marriage vows. |
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I would like to write on here more often, but the formatting that this site uses for journaling always seems to be totally fucked up! As I write this I have a black background and black font. I've tried to change background color, font color, font type, font size, etc. but nothing works. I can not even see what I am writing as I make this journal entry. This is highly annoying!!!!! I will hit save and hope that something appears. |
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I have no idea what is up with this site, but weird things always seem to happen to my paragraphs when I use cut and paste to post a journal entry! It's annoying because I am severely dyslexic and like to write with a program that has spell check, and then post my words.
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With the arrival of Halloween one of the most common of the "spooky"
decorations which we see are bats. I've never understood why people
find bats to be scary. I've always found them to be cute, and think
that they are some of the most amazing mammals found on God's Earth.
I
first encountered a bat up close when I was about 11 years old. It was
a Little Brown Bat which my dad found while repairing the roof on an
old shed. He brought me up on the roof to see the little guy and I was
instantly intrigued. I tried to pick it up, and it was then that I
discovered that they have very sharp teeth! But in spite of a bleeding
finger, I decided to learn more about bats. I found the one book in our
school library which was about bats and read it cover to cover in one
day. I learned that the Little Brown Bat favored buildings for it's
daytime roosts, so I started exploring old abandoned farm houses and
barns. Eventually I found my bats, and decided to bring some home.
After that first bite I had learned to wear leather gloves when
handling the little creatures, so I carefully (so not to hurt them)
picked up a few and brought them home in a wooden box.
I had
already build a small cage and was keeping that in my bedroom. I put
the bats in my cage and for the next few days observed them very
closely. I found it quite fascinating to see them sleeping while
hanging by their toes from the top of the cage. I even brought one to
school for Show and Tell. Eventually my mom found out about my little
bat menagerie and made me turn them loose. I was sad to see them go,
but the bats seemed happy to be free again.
That was 40 years
ago but I continued to be intrigued by all types of bats. People who
know about my bat experience call me when they have a bat in the house,
and I am usually able to quickly pick it up and carry it outside. I
wear leather gloves when carrying bats because there is a very slight
chance that they may carry rabies, but if a bat is resting peacefully
I'll pet it's back with my finger. The Little Brown Bat has to softest
fur of any animal I have encountered.
There are ten species of
bats which frequent North Dakota during the warmer months, but the
Little Brown Bat is by far the most common. Occasionally I'll encounter
a Silver-Haired Bat or a Big Brown Bat and on more rare occasions a
Hoary Bat. A few of our bats winter in North Dakota but most do head
south to warmer climates of the caves in the Black Hills. North Dakota
has one cave that is suitable for bat hibernation. I've always seen a
few in there whenever I have been caving there, but not many.
But
one does not have to go caving or dig around in abandoned buildings to
see bats. On just about any nice summer night they can be seen
fluttering about the sky in pursuit of bugs. They are often circling
around yard or street lights hunting the bugs which are attracted to
light, or are swooping through trees and across sloughs as the eat
their weight in mosquitoes every night. There is nothing scary about
bats, so next summer when they return spend some time outside at night
and pay attention to the sky. You will see them zig zagging though the
air as they hunt the bugs that do bother us.
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It's hard to believe that another winter is almost here. There is still so much to do before the snow arrives however this autumn the weather has not been very cooperative. However on the plus side, it looks like there is an El Ninio developing and that will mean a mild winter up here in North Dakota.
The hot tub has been a Godsend this fall with the damp cool weather and I'll sure miss using that once winter arrives. However I do hope to get the outdoor sauna finished in the next few days, and then will be able to use that through out the winter.
With a bit of luck I am going to get out of here for a week or two next month and take a road trip to the southwest. I want visit some of my favorite natural hot springs in New Mexico, then head west to the Death Valley region and hit some hot springs that I've wanted to see for years. It has been a few years since I have taken any sort of substantial road trip and I am really feeling the need to travel.
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I have recently met a wonderful woman who is one of the most naturally submissive people I have ever encountered. All she wants out of life is to find a husband to serve. Unfortunately, she is strictly vanilla in her attitudes towards sex and I don't see that ever changing.
I am quite sure that I could have her if I wanted her. I am so tired of searching, so she is quite tempting. However that would mean that I would be giving up an important aspect of my sexuality, and it would probably mean turning away from my dear weird and kinky friends. It is very difficult, but I know I need to pass her by and keep looking.
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I'm finding it difficult to remain optimistic that I will find a subbie or slave for a permanent relationship. Play partners are not difficult to find, but I want a woman to spend the rest of my life with. However the older I get the odds of that happening grow less, and it now seems almost impossible. But I continue to cling to hope, even though on days like today I have to force myself to keep trying.
In the mean time, I am starting to consider the possibility of taking on a female pet or slave to do the inside housekeeping in exchange for free room and board. It's now becoming impossible for me to do all the necessary housework, yard work , home renovations, vehicle maintenance; and still find energy to try to get a business off the ground. If I didn't have to worry about the house work I could be a lot more productive with my work. It's no longer just a matter of wanting to have a slave or subbie, I now need to have one even if it's a platonic relationship.
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When I last posted in here many weeks ago I commented on how bad the winter had been. Since that time another couple of feet of snow has fallen, the snow drifts are ten feet higher, and I have learned that the local government's response to a snow emergency is Kafkaesque at best. I've also learned that neighbors and strangers working together to save each other brings out the best in people.
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I have lived in North Dakota my entire life and have never experienced a winter this bad. It started on November 6 with 24 inches of snow(they were forecasting 4 to 6). have of that eventually melted however since then I've had at least two more feet of snow. My road has been drifted in for over a week now and I expect that it will be at least next week before I plow comes by. I do live on a bus route but with school out for Christmas they have no reason to plow.
This is a very unusual winter. In fact it's been years since I've been snowed in out here. But I write this because I want any potential slave or subbie to understand that living in the country comes at a price. It is extraordinarily peaceful out here, but during times like now it can also be very isolating. Anyone living this far from town must be emotionally and physically capable of dealing with being snowed in for a week or two at a time.
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I am a photographer. I shoot art nudes, glamour nudes, and pin-ups. I continue to be amazed at how my work interferes with my ability to meet women once they find out what I do. If I try to meet someone though a site like this so many women assume that I am screwing the models. If I try to meet women on a vanilla site they assume that I am a pervert, and am screwing the models. I explain that I have worked hard to develop a reputation as a photographer who is safe to work for, and one who is a gentleman at all times. Then they assume that because they do not look like my models I will not be interested in them. Time and time again I have had to reassure someone that if I was not interested in them I would not be writing to them.
I am an artist. Creating images of naked women is my art. Deal with it.
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I am quite annoyed by the high number of vacant profiles I find here. Yes, I know you are a female slave or submissive looking for a Dominant man. If you weren't you would not show up in my searches. Now write something else about yourself in your profile or journal so that people can learn something about you.
When I see an empty profile I conclude that you are either a scam, or too stupid or lazy to fill out the damn profile. If you are a real person, how can you be so stupid as to put your life in the hands of a "Dom" who is dumb enough to write to a blank profile?????
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The idiotic message posting system here will not let me save breaks between paragraphs so in order to make my journal readable I posted each paragraph as a separate entry.
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Another summer has come and gone and I'm still alone. The trees have lost most of their leaves and the Sandhill Cranes are heading south. The geese have not started their migration, the weather will have to get a lot cooler before they are inclined to move out. Nonetheless the sky around here is full of geese, however these are all local birds who were hatched in the sloughs and lakes around here. They are busy working on their formation flying skills under the supervision of their parents.
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It's been an extremely busy summer out here on the prairie and although it feels like I did not get much accomplished, when I set back from myself at take a look at what I've managed to get done I realize that I've been a lot more productive that I thought. My business is finally starting to turn a profit and I am optimistic that next year will be better.
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Autumn is usually a slow down time for me, but this year it is even busier than my summer has been. If I can get everything done that needs to be done before winter, I am going to try to reward myself with a camping road trip across the southwestern states in November. I used to wander around the southwest ever fall, going from one natural hot spring to the next and camping in the desert. Unfortunately it's been too many years since I have been able to get away so I am looking forward to this trip very much.
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Summer has finally arrived here on the
prairie and it has been a joy to watch the landscape come back to life. The
natural beauty of this land which most people consider barren has always brought
be great inspiration. For those who take the time to look, this land is anything
but barren. The virgin prairie is abundant with wild flowers of every color, the
wild plumb tress are blooming, and the native ash, oak, and aspens are regaining
their leaves. The wildlife which has spent the cold months sheltering in coulees
is now active, and as I spend evenings soaking quietly in my hot tub whitetail
deer will wander though my yard.
This land has always inspired my art. I
enjoy capturing the small details which most people over look as well as the
grand skyscapes which dominate the view in every direction. And the quiet
solitude forces me to look inward at myself and consider that part which I play
in this world.
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I have had some very fun times over
the years with various play partners. However inasmuch as it can be very
exciting and arousing to play with someone new, that has never been what I have
wanted. A few of my play partners have become very close and highly valued
friends, but for various reasons we are not compatible enough for permanent
relationship. I am by nature a one woman man and have spent my
life in search of the subbie who is meant for me, and me alone. I've also tried
vanilla relationships and have been engaged. I've tried to turn my back on BDSM,
but was never happy. I now know that in order for me to be happy in a romantic relationship it must involve my Dominance and her submission. If I pretend to be someone other than who I truly am, it is not fair to her or me.
I am a Dom. BDSM is not a hobby, it is part
of who I am and it always well be. But it does not comprise my entire identity.
It is part of a whole which also includes my love of learning, my need to create
art, my religious beliefs, my social values, and the many other aspects of my
personality which make me who I am.
We often hear people state "there is
someone for everyone." I used to believe that to be true but life has taught me
otherwise. Although human beings are social creatures, many people go through
life alone. Some do so by choice and some people are alone through misfortune.
Is there someone for me? I would like to think so, and continue to hope and
pray that I will find her. I am tired of looking for play partners. I want a
life partner.
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