May 11 - September 15, 2006

We all come to this vast world in search of Love. Some will find it without problems, others will glue together the flippers without knowing it, and others will search, try, suffer, invent more and more new ways and approaches to achieve the desired. And again, there are two possible outcomes. But fate is a villain! And now, either because of the satiety of imperfection, or of the inaccessibility of their ideals, or of the genetic burden that has entered into antagonism with reality, day H or day X comes, as you like. And you understand that it is impossible not only to wait for grace from nature, but also to contradict the nature of your nature, the occupation is also doomed. And this is the time when you need to straighten your skinny shoulders, look into the stretching space and stand on the wing!

Everything! Enough! I'm tired! I'm tired!

New life, the purpose of which is the acquisition of inner freedom and harmony of feelings. On the wing! Only forward! The only stop is gravity, but it is no longer powerful. She is weak. Deviator is already adamant. He is and must be reckoned with! Considered everything and gravity too! Get over it!

On the wing! In flight! Freedom is raging in the chest. The whole body is one in a fit. The heart is agitated, but confident in its clear rhythm! Delight from the madness of fearlessness. No barriers, no problems! To hell with the problem, to the devil of a barrier! Laws - Chimera! Perversions are bullshit! Dull commandments - stupidity! Hangy tips - insanity! Only in flight to the previously unknown, hidden, but so dying heights of fantasy.

Run, last touch and everything. Deviator took in the ocean of airspace! Flight! It's so cool! Freedom! It is wonderful! The spirit fades with delight of deed. How insight! I am free! I decided! Height is typed and here it is, the long-awaited! Flight.

Flight Deviator!

“... Most of my“ slaves ”are switches, more of a dominant type, which sometimes want to be“ built ”. So, if you want - you do not want, you need to be able to calculate the dominants in order to be on your guard. Yes, and you can play purely on psychology, if you feel the signal in time. In addition, I basically do not go in a bathrobe, I always go home without clothes. The cuff is a spiky wristband. Not so much a symbol of power, but rather something like a talisman, who has rescued me more than once in an extreme situation, especially if with a sweep of a face. Sex for an hour, even if you mean strapon, is an expression not from my series. In a bikini, I also do not accept, I prefer a leather corset with a skirt or business suit.

As for the strap-on, I either strapped toughly, in the outhouse after the golden rain, bending the slave's head over the push and holding his hands behind his back in handcuffs, forcing at the same time podmahivat and repeat obscene words in his address; or in different poses in different ways, dressed in underwear and a wig, alternating tenderness with rudeness, etc.

I always wondered why the most dominant slaves never wanted (1 case of exception, about him later) to make me a slave? Not because it's my wish, just trying to put myself in their place, what would I do? I came to mrs. For a tough session, and then I would have won back, in any way I would have won back, morally or physically. You can, of course, say that the dominant comes to the mistress in order to reset ... I don’t know what they want to reset, but rather these are switches for which the reversal of roles with a slave is fraught with a loss of credibility, better “with a domino on the side”. I was just surprised that close friends talked about the dangers of games with such a contingent - they said, they would throw them away, and then they would stick. At first, I was securing myself, and then I realized: they accept the rules of the game even more fully than they are subs, they do not need to recoup, they just need to be a slave to be the dominant in their other life afterwards.

Cases when I wanted to imagine even for a second in the lower role 3:

1. This is a man with whom I lived for several years. Dominant and sadist in the past. Without the presence of attributes, without advertising their inclinations.It was a struggle of characters, for more than one year. He wanted to "break" me, I - him. The rules of the game: whoever gives up weakness, he lost. I remember, I remember very well the day when I finally gained the upper hand. Then he became a slave, about a year was him. Perhaps he was a switch who wanted (but did not admit it) to be broken against his will, and his sadism and domination is nothing more than a provocation. But he broke down and became uninteresting to me.

2. Also dominant in life. When I came to the topic, I was interested in slaves and whipping. When we met, he was interested in Femdom. But if he had such desires, they can arise, right? I decided once that the time had come for him to learn that he was a slave, almost like in your story, but it was not a client. By his behavior that day, I realized that he likes being a slave, but he wants to overcome these desires and gain the upper hand. I entered the room in a white corset with lace, white panties, white stockings, a blond wig, a collar, with a stack in hand. Included metal. Came to him.

- Well, because you wanted it? - I spoke in my usual voice, I would not have been able to get into the role to such an extent. “You wanted to see me as a slave?” Are you tormented by conscience because you are a slave? Well, and does not torment me. Why not? You have the opportunity once in a lifetime to try yourself in my place, the only opportunity. I understood from your behavior that you want it, well, let's see which of your masters.

I gave him a stack, and I noticed to myself that if a woman with a device in her hand looks sexy, the man is stupid.

He looked at the reflection in the mirror in complete shock. I looked too, and we began to laugh. He, completely idiotic-looking with a stack, and I, on whom this robe is the same as women's clothing on a macho man.

He gave me a stack and kissed a leg. I do not remember exactly what I did with him that day, but for some reason he still remembers this in all details.

3. Case with a client. He came to wrestling. Role-playing games in the style of “prison”, “lady-cop and detainee”, “knocking out testimony”, etc. He really resisted, was not given, I have only a baton, handcuffs and a wristband. Once he proposed several variants of the game, one of them (I understood that it was precisely what he wanted) - “Revenge”. He is the boss, I am the secretary, I serve him tea, and he is always dissatisfied. One day the cup overflows and I “care for” it over the whole form.

“The game is not bad,” I told him, “it really does. But I would like to play from the moment of revenge.

“But it will not be real,” he was not seriously upset.

- Why? I really get mad at you, believe me, for me it will not be any difficulty.

He was silent.

Then I explained to him. That I am the Lady not only in a sexual context. If I was a waitress, I would be fired the very first day. I would have spilled coffee on someone's head for not addressing me correctly enough.

There was another case - I worked as an assistant manager manager. Once he asked to print and bring the paper. I brought, but decided that my legs in the office will not. Apparently, this was reflected in my facial expression, because from that day he himself printed out papers for me, poured coffee and brought lunch, without any “harassment”, purely from the heart. It always has been. I did not ask for anything, men always did what I pleased. I explained to him that I couldn’t even imagine in the form of a game, that I was submitting something, even for double payment of a session.

Why am I doing this? Even in order to put the slave in place, I would not have knelt and would not have told him "lord." If I were a slave, I would not be shy about my desires and, by manipulating the upper ones, I would have fun. But this is not, and I use other methods.

And in terms of punishment for him, I would choose one thing, but tough. For example, scat or other ...