Well it is Wednesday, half way to the weekend!
Fridays are a pleasing day for me, slave x will be here again Friday and I have a long long list of things for him to do, if he is a good boy and gets enough done he might even be able to worship me, maybe something more then my feet. Like I said it all depends now doesn't it ? As I am the boss.
There is an English submissive who is very interested in meeting me.
There is never any shortage of submissives wanting to meet me but there is a shortage of the submissives I like that want to meet me.
Since I kicked the last "less than" submissive male to the curb it is now no holes barred **evil grin**
My house is getting in order, My feet are getting worshipped, The corset I want is in the Fed Ex van as we speak and my sanity, hmm well lets not go there, what is sane ?
Well Chin up all I have other days free for meetings all you have to do is email me!
Ms.Severity@gmail.com
Sadistic Spanks
Severity
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Monday, June 25, 2007
Random thought
I was just making some breakfast and as I was putting some honey on it I wondered why.
Why do I buy the honey 4 times the price than other honey just because it has a huge chunk of honeycomb in it ? When the honey is finished I just throw out the honeycomb anyways.
Why do I buy the honey 4 times the price than other honey just because it has a huge chunk of honeycomb in it ? When the honey is finished I just throw out the honeycomb anyways.
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Writen by slave 'x'
so lets see what this slave "x" had to say about it.
finally, the day has come. For some time now, close to two years, I have been talking with Mrs Severity and many times She mentioned being busy with a project or cleaning up. Every time I have offered my help but She can handle it very well on Her own, and usually declined my offer. But now she accepted my offer. We've met before, just going out and have some drinks.. twice. It's strange, in the past two years that we've been talking we are clearly drawn toward each other, although it's not clear why or what to make of it.. it just clicks.
So the day arrived.. and I had to go by train. Arriving there, she was waiting for me and we went on to downtown. Debating whether we would go first for some drinks or do groceries, we did the latter. When we left the grocery-store I had to push the cart back to the car, which was (of course) parked all the way in the back. Arriving at Her place we unpacked the things and placed it all we're it belonged. Then She showed me all the projects that needed to be done.
Project time :) actually, it went all very smooth. Which kinda surprised me. First of all, Mrs. Severity is a very kind ad friendly but also helpful person.. but secondly, usually I have a tendency to become more Dominant, in a way of "oh, let me take care of that". But that didn't happen. I was actually following orders. I guess She has a bigger impact on me then I want to admit. But the fact is, that She is one of the very few with whom I feel comfortable being the slave that i really am.
Prior to all that, we had agreed on chat and coffee, do some projects and nothing else was planned. However, in between projects She did allow me to worship Her feet.. something i really did enjoy a lot. I enjoyed it mainly because it was heartfelt. Come to think of it, I've been waiting two years for this moment. To be helpful and to worship her.. and it certainly was worth the wait. Hopefully it will be a wee bit sooner for next time.. lol
slave 'x'
finally, the day has come. For some time now, close to two years, I have been talking with Mrs Severity and many times She mentioned being busy with a project or cleaning up. Every time I have offered my help but She can handle it very well on Her own, and usually declined my offer. But now she accepted my offer. We've met before, just going out and have some drinks.. twice. It's strange, in the past two years that we've been talking we are clearly drawn toward each other, although it's not clear why or what to make of it.. it just clicks.
So the day arrived.. and I had to go by train. Arriving there, she was waiting for me and we went on to downtown. Debating whether we would go first for some drinks or do groceries, we did the latter. When we left the grocery-store I had to push the cart back to the car, which was (of course) parked all the way in the back. Arriving at Her place we unpacked the things and placed it all we're it belonged. Then She showed me all the projects that needed to be done.
Project time :) actually, it went all very smooth. Which kinda surprised me. First of all, Mrs. Severity is a very kind ad friendly but also helpful person.. but secondly, usually I have a tendency to become more Dominant, in a way of "oh, let me take care of that". But that didn't happen. I was actually following orders. I guess She has a bigger impact on me then I want to admit. But the fact is, that She is one of the very few with whom I feel comfortable being the slave that i really am.
Prior to all that, we had agreed on chat and coffee, do some projects and nothing else was planned. However, in between projects She did allow me to worship Her feet.. something i really did enjoy a lot. I enjoyed it mainly because it was heartfelt. Come to think of it, I've been waiting two years for this moment. To be helpful and to worship her.. and it certainly was worth the wait. Hopefully it will be a wee bit sooner for next time.. lol
slave 'x'
Monday, June 18, 2007
No Energy
You know how it is some day's when you get out of bed and just potter around the house?
Well that is me today.
I have a dentist appointment today, yet I could not b bothered getting dressed and going, I do not know if he would have a problem me turning up in my bunny slippers and big fluffy housecoat.
As for get groceries ? well does anyone want to do it for me?
I am out of fresh fruit and vegetables and I LOVE my fresh produce!
Well that is me today.
I have a dentist appointment today, yet I could not b bothered getting dressed and going, I do not know if he would have a problem me turning up in my bunny slippers and big fluffy housecoat.
As for get groceries ? well does anyone want to do it for me?
I am out of fresh fruit and vegetables and I LOVE my fresh produce!
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Unaware Torture
It has to be so natural for me I do not even know when I am torturing people!
I was online with my best friend talking and shooting the breeze and I needed some music so instead of getting dressed and walking outside to get a CD from the car I clicked onto youtube.
I am a huge Matchbox20 fan and their lead singer has gone solo and I have actually never heard any of his music, so I went surfing for some of his stuff.
This is leading to Unaware Torture I promise.
So I listened to some of Rob Thomas's songs and then went to matchbox20, I come across some people doing a "cover" of the song, Oh My Goodness!!!
My ears started to bleed, then it hit me like a sledge hammer, holy shit I always have the window down and singing to matchbox20 when in a traffic jam.
How many people have beem tortured in the daily traffic jams I am stuck in?
Maybe it is not my pretty face and tits popping out of my top they are looking at,
Maybe they are looking at me, picturing my face on a dartboard.
To All the people who have heard me sing in the traffic jams I am sorry, only sorry to the extent that I was singing and enjoying the traffic jams and if your sorry arse didnt like it take the fucking train!
I was online with my best friend talking and shooting the breeze and I needed some music so instead of getting dressed and walking outside to get a CD from the car I clicked onto youtube.
I am a huge Matchbox20 fan and their lead singer has gone solo and I have actually never heard any of his music, so I went surfing for some of his stuff.
This is leading to Unaware Torture I promise.
So I listened to some of Rob Thomas's songs and then went to matchbox20, I come across some people doing a "cover" of the song, Oh My Goodness!!!
My ears started to bleed, then it hit me like a sledge hammer, holy shit I always have the window down and singing to matchbox20 when in a traffic jam.
How many people have beem tortured in the daily traffic jams I am stuck in?
Maybe it is not my pretty face and tits popping out of my top they are looking at,
Maybe they are looking at me, picturing my face on a dartboard.
To All the people who have heard me sing in the traffic jams I am sorry, only sorry to the extent that I was singing and enjoying the traffic jams and if your sorry arse didnt like it take the fucking train!
Vanilla with a twist.
This morning I woke up late and had nothing to wear to work, strolling around the house butt arse (ass) naked I decided to put on my suit.
All ready face done, hair perfect, suit outstanding, I could not find my "casual" everyday boots, (note: I fucking love boots wear them day in day out) I was getting rather pissed off that I had misplaced my boots.
Running out of time I put on some different boots, these boots I love and have many fond memories.
I walked to work and it had me thinking, how many of the men who double took me were looking at me or looking at my boots, when arriving at work my question was answered.
We had a bus load of business men from Hong Kong today and I had to help translate and out of the 35 visitors I counted 30 of them asking about my boots!
They are staying in this country for a few days and I was invited to dinner by most of them and some were so blunt to ask if I am interesting in BDSM, I grinned and let out a little chuck with a comment " little one do you know how many testicles have been crushed under these boots"
This person bowed and asked to be dismissed, I laughed again and I let him leave, he went off to talk to a group of fellow businessmen and I just had to smile and laugh the rest of the day, I seemed to have spell bound most of them, they hung around me like a bad smell.
I am now sitting behind the computer while they are having lunch and I am wondering how far I can push this, I have had questions from co-workers asking why they are fascinated with me, hell someone 2 times taller then you, what do you think is fascinating, and these boots, anyone with a submissive bone in their body would drool!
So how far should I push this today ? I will just be myself I think and let them drool for a while, apparently they will be back at work tomorrow also but I have the day free, Maybe I tell them if they want me to be there they have to hire me in as a private translator ;-)
Sadistic spanks
Severity
All ready face done, hair perfect, suit outstanding, I could not find my "casual" everyday boots, (note: I fucking love boots wear them day in day out) I was getting rather pissed off that I had misplaced my boots.
Running out of time I put on some different boots, these boots I love and have many fond memories.
I walked to work and it had me thinking, how many of the men who double took me were looking at me or looking at my boots, when arriving at work my question was answered.
We had a bus load of business men from Hong Kong today and I had to help translate and out of the 35 visitors I counted 30 of them asking about my boots!
They are staying in this country for a few days and I was invited to dinner by most of them and some were so blunt to ask if I am interesting in BDSM, I grinned and let out a little chuck with a comment " little one do you know how many testicles have been crushed under these boots"
This person bowed and asked to be dismissed, I laughed again and I let him leave, he went off to talk to a group of fellow businessmen and I just had to smile and laugh the rest of the day, I seemed to have spell bound most of them, they hung around me like a bad smell.
I am now sitting behind the computer while they are having lunch and I am wondering how far I can push this, I have had questions from co-workers asking why they are fascinated with me, hell someone 2 times taller then you, what do you think is fascinating, and these boots, anyone with a submissive bone in their body would drool!
So how far should I push this today ? I will just be myself I think and let them drool for a while, apparently they will be back at work tomorrow also but I have the day free, Maybe I tell them if they want me to be there they have to hire me in as a private translator ;-)
Sadistic spanks
Severity
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Does size matter?
So your thinking I am about to write about cock sizes ? well your wrong, I am about to talk about the body shape and size of a Mistress! maybe I compare things to the penis but that is not the subject at hand.
NEWS FLASH!!!
I am a BBW, I am big, I am beautiful, end of story.
Ok maybe there is more to this story.
When I meet someone online in my area one of the first things most of them ask is for a picture or how big you are.
Now my question is, does it matter the size of a person ?
If you are a submissive and believe in Female Supremacy size should not matter, or are you a person who sees that female supremacy is only for females that are thin ?
My point of view is that your a nitwit.
Let me tell you a little story about something that has happened to me before.
I was getting to know a submissive online and when I told him I was BBW (plus size) he ran away, that's fine no problem as I have no time for shallow people. A few weeks later he actually sent me a message on the SAME message board where we had met, forgetting he had actually contacted me before.
I had my chance to get into his head, I did, I said nothing about my size but sent a face picture, he fell over (so he said) saying how pretty I was and now he could fall to his knees before me easily, so I told him I was BBW (again) he refused to believe it so we met for coffee, after a nice coffee and and a lot of talk later I told him what he thought of BBW's he admitted he was always judging and wanted the thin type of lady and that he thought all BBW's are stinky and do not care for themselves, then I told him he had contacted me before and ran away when I said I was BBW, think it is a male thing he seems to not remember that, he begged to see me again and said he liked me a lot, my personality, my outlook on things, my power (yawn yawn you know how it goes)
I told him never to contact me again.
seems he was also deaf as he contacted me, emailed, called text messaged to see me again, my answer NO.
Now I do not know why I have even started rambling on about this bullshit, I guess I am just sick of people pushing others under certain titles and umbrellas, We are all different, thick, thin, black, white, long hair, short hair, we are who we are and it is a matter of accepting us for being us or just fuck off.
I am larger yes, not due to over eating as are many BBW, there are medical reasons in most cases, in my case it is due to an accident. Do not believe everything you see in the media, in the case of BDSM, D/s you see all the BDSM sites with thin Mistress's in tight leather skirts well they are nothing to see in a corset without tits, but they are also all Pro Dommes, guess you pay for their service and also their plastic surgery, I am Big, I am Beautiful and the chances are I am your dream come true!!!!
Like the size of a penis, not the size that matters but how you use it.
(I had to make a reference)
Sadistic spanks
Severity
NEWS FLASH!!!
I am a BBW, I am big, I am beautiful, end of story.
Ok maybe there is more to this story.
When I meet someone online in my area one of the first things most of them ask is for a picture or how big you are.
Now my question is, does it matter the size of a person ?
If you are a submissive and believe in Female Supremacy size should not matter, or are you a person who sees that female supremacy is only for females that are thin ?
My point of view is that your a nitwit.
Let me tell you a little story about something that has happened to me before.
I was getting to know a submissive online and when I told him I was BBW (plus size) he ran away, that's fine no problem as I have no time for shallow people. A few weeks later he actually sent me a message on the SAME message board where we had met, forgetting he had actually contacted me before.
I had my chance to get into his head, I did, I said nothing about my size but sent a face picture, he fell over (so he said) saying how pretty I was and now he could fall to his knees before me easily, so I told him I was BBW (again) he refused to believe it so we met for coffee, after a nice coffee and and a lot of talk later I told him what he thought of BBW's he admitted he was always judging and wanted the thin type of lady and that he thought all BBW's are stinky and do not care for themselves, then I told him he had contacted me before and ran away when I said I was BBW, think it is a male thing he seems to not remember that, he begged to see me again and said he liked me a lot, my personality, my outlook on things, my power (yawn yawn you know how it goes)
I told him never to contact me again.
seems he was also deaf as he contacted me, emailed, called text messaged to see me again, my answer NO.
Now I do not know why I have even started rambling on about this bullshit, I guess I am just sick of people pushing others under certain titles and umbrellas, We are all different, thick, thin, black, white, long hair, short hair, we are who we are and it is a matter of accepting us for being us or just fuck off.
I am larger yes, not due to over eating as are many BBW, there are medical reasons in most cases, in my case it is due to an accident. Do not believe everything you see in the media, in the case of BDSM, D/s you see all the BDSM sites with thin Mistress's in tight leather skirts well they are nothing to see in a corset without tits, but they are also all Pro Dommes, guess you pay for their service and also their plastic surgery, I am Big, I am Beautiful and the chances are I am your dream come true!!!!
Like the size of a penis, not the size that matters but how you use it.
(I had to make a reference)
Sadistic spanks
Severity
Saturday, June 9, 2007
And the answer is !!!!!
As mentioned in the last posting of getting a slave and blindfolding them to take them into my house and let them get on with the house work and home improvements, I put things into gear !
So yesterday (Friday) I had a visitor.
Now lets go back 2 years and see where this all started.
I met a nice person online, great to talk to and was always there when I needed an ear to talk to and a shoulder to lean on (so to say)
Even though over the last two years we have only met twice there is this strange bond, a good strange bond, a click some would say, it is hard to explain.
So the afternoon arrived and so did my visitor, lets call him "x" no plans made, just a chat and coffee. I needed to do groceries so we went out and done that, which helped a lot seeing I have an injured wrist and unable to lift anything heavy.
It was a nice day, a lot got done in the house, he actually could take orders, how amazing is that ? After all these idiots I have met, I have given a chance to it was amazing to have one who is what they say they are.
So needless to say there is another appointment made, a list made and also nail polish chosen for my toenails.
Sadistic spanks
Severity
So yesterday (Friday) I had a visitor.
Now lets go back 2 years and see where this all started.
I met a nice person online, great to talk to and was always there when I needed an ear to talk to and a shoulder to lean on (so to say)
Even though over the last two years we have only met twice there is this strange bond, a good strange bond, a click some would say, it is hard to explain.
So the afternoon arrived and so did my visitor, lets call him "x" no plans made, just a chat and coffee. I needed to do groceries so we went out and done that, which helped a lot seeing I have an injured wrist and unable to lift anything heavy.
It was a nice day, a lot got done in the house, he actually could take orders, how amazing is that ? After all these idiots I have met, I have given a chance to it was amazing to have one who is what they say they are.
So needless to say there is another appointment made, a list made and also nail polish chosen for my toenails.
Sadistic spanks
Severity
Wednesday, June 6, 2007
Punishment ?
Oh silly silly silly boy!
Oh it gets to me the "submissive" that tries to top from the bottom, This I will not tolerate.
you are a submissive, I am the Dominant, do not mix that up.
So many sub missive's do things wrong just to get punishment.
The words ring in my ears from the other night
" Oh Mistress, I am sorry I know I did not follow your orders, please spank me for punishment."
EXCUSE ME???
Are you telling me what to do?
punishment is not meant to be pleasant and believe me it will not be.
You want to piss me off and displease me on purpose by not carrying out an order just to get punishment, I will let you in on a secret, I will ignore your useless arse, No spanking, no bondage nothing you ask for but IGNORED!
Sadistic spanks
Severity
Oh it gets to me the "submissive" that tries to top from the bottom, This I will not tolerate.
you are a submissive, I am the Dominant, do not mix that up.
So many sub missive's do things wrong just to get punishment.
The words ring in my ears from the other night
" Oh Mistress, I am sorry I know I did not follow your orders, please spank me for punishment."
EXCUSE ME???
Are you telling me what to do?
punishment is not meant to be pleasant and believe me it will not be.
You want to piss me off and displease me on purpose by not carrying out an order just to get punishment, I will let you in on a secret, I will ignore your useless arse, No spanking, no bondage nothing you ask for but IGNORED!
Sadistic spanks
Severity
Friday, June 1, 2007
When reality bites back.
What do you want for your birthday ?
Well yesterday was my "boyfriends" birthday, he turned 30.
Things have not been the best the last weeks, I have been catching him playing with peoples emotions and feelings online misleading them and playing games with their heart which I am totally against.
Before the midday things took a turn that had me in contact with another Mistress, A few things were said and done, one thing lead to another and it come out he lied to her about many many things, everything from his job, education, living situation and the obvious me!
Many thoughts running through my head, wondering if he lied about this what else has been going on?
I went to hid party that I was invited to, informed him he would really not like my gift I had.
When I turned up I had his laptop in 1 hand and the rest of his things in my car. I stayed no longer then 3 minutes at his mothers house (he still lives at home) I declined politely a coffee and some cake as I had no plans to stay longer then 5 minutes.
I got my house key back and asked him to get the rest of the things out of my car. While he has his hands full I told him I had one more thing for him.
I slapped him across the face.
So what do you want for your birthday?
I will tell you what he got, his things given back to him and a good slap across the face.
I do not think the slap hurt as much as me finding out the last 2 years have been a lie, think his pride was hurt more considering his mother and neighbours seen me slapping him.
Lies come back to you and as boring sometimes you think your life is there is no need to lie, the truth lasts longer, if you are unhappy with your life to the extent that you have to lie about it , do something about it, instead of investing so much time in making up the lie and trying to keep up with it, put the time, energy and effort improving the things you dislike about yourself because reality bites back.
Oh and by the way,
Happy 30th Birthday Hugo
Well yesterday was my "boyfriends" birthday, he turned 30.
Things have not been the best the last weeks, I have been catching him playing with peoples emotions and feelings online misleading them and playing games with their heart which I am totally against.
Before the midday things took a turn that had me in contact with another Mistress, A few things were said and done, one thing lead to another and it come out he lied to her about many many things, everything from his job, education, living situation and the obvious me!
Many thoughts running through my head, wondering if he lied about this what else has been going on?
I went to hid party that I was invited to, informed him he would really not like my gift I had.
When I turned up I had his laptop in 1 hand and the rest of his things in my car. I stayed no longer then 3 minutes at his mothers house (he still lives at home) I declined politely a coffee and some cake as I had no plans to stay longer then 5 minutes.
I got my house key back and asked him to get the rest of the things out of my car. While he has his hands full I told him I had one more thing for him.
I slapped him across the face.
So what do you want for your birthday?
I will tell you what he got, his things given back to him and a good slap across the face.
I do not think the slap hurt as much as me finding out the last 2 years have been a lie, think his pride was hurt more considering his mother and neighbours seen me slapping him.
Lies come back to you and as boring sometimes you think your life is there is no need to lie, the truth lasts longer, if you are unhappy with your life to the extent that you have to lie about it , do something about it, instead of investing so much time in making up the lie and trying to keep up with it, put the time, energy and effort improving the things you dislike about yourself because reality bites back.
Oh and by the way,
Happy 30th Birthday Hugo
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