The Dom Lounge

The switches have their "Switch Space."

The Dom Lounge is a place for Doms to get together for some light to medium conversation about anything that comes. It's not a big place. Right now there is only one table and four chairs, lots of beer, and a deck of cards. Yeah, it's semi-exclusive. We don't mind an occasional serving wench or stripper dropping by. And nothing personal against subs, switches, and Dommes. But in terms of voice and number, they seem to be the lions, tigers, and bears of the board's jungle.

The Lounge is now open. All Doms are welcome. Grab a beer and put a dollar in the Juke Box. If you have a topic you want to open, then jump right in. I wont be around much today but the key is under the mat.

Sounds like a cool place to hangout

Trying Really Hard To Grow A Prick!

Thanks Rooster. It's cool in a comfortable rustic way.

That's fine foxinsox. Just don't get caught. I know you don't want a trip downstairs to the dungeon.

RNAB- That's a scary thought.

A few words on patience.

I read somewhere that in many men, dominate type desires and activities don’t surface until the middle or late 30s. The only reason I remember it is because it was true of myself. Some guys say they were born Dom. And that might be true for them. But in my late teens and early 20s, my whole sexual focus was on getting pussy. I had never even heard of bdsm. I guess if you told any 20 year old that he could be Dom for a day and have a woman serve him in any way possible, he’d jump on the idea. But the whole focus in his mind would be on his pleasure.

Looking back, I think an early clue that I would find this path was that most of my fantasies revolved around foreplay. Now the function of foreplay according to the sexual guides is to get the woman ready for sex. But what if the woman arrives at your door already soaked? Do you fuck her right there on the carpet? On a few occasions I think you do. Like a great pitcher in baseball, you don’t ever want to set a pattern for the hitter. But normally no. That’s where the real fun begins. Like those model airplanes that are powered by the twisted rubber band, you want keep twisting, to push the envelope of her sexual tension to the breaking point.

And you have so many tools available. Starting with your voice. Giving her commands. Rewarding her with a touch or kiss or deep whisper. Peeling back her resistance by attacking all senses. Then, at some point, taking away her sight with a band of silk. Watching her world grow smaller. Till metaphorically you can hold her entire being, her entire world in the palms of your hands. Watching her drift away to a distant euphoria. Then slowly bringing her home to your comforting arms.

But you have to patience and self control.

Well, the bar is open. And since I don't see foxinsox, I guess I'll have to serve myself.

Evening yall .... just stoppin' by

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RudeNastyAssBitch:
"Trying Really Hard To Grow A Prick!"

I'll let you borrow one of mine. I have them in an assortment of shapes and colors.

I'm just wondering if I'll ever get to see Never's prick collection in person.

Well what do you know? I was just about to post something about you.

As for my prick collection - it's a big world. Anything can happen.

Never, sweetheart, maybe you should check your PMs or turn on Yahoo so we don't clutter up this thread.

Why are so many of my favorite women here?

So I'm thinking, maybe this'd be a good place to ask a few of the questions I've been dying to ask, but know I'd be crucified for asking anywhere else?

I'll start off easy:

1. Aren't all dommes lesbians or pros?

and

2. Aren't most women subbish in bed -- once you get to know them?

I'm planning to fight for for this thread, btw... or maybe I'll just slink off with my tail between my legs... I haven't really decided yet.


Sandia

1. No, some are bisexual.
2. Oh, I'd say all of them are. Deep down.

I was warned about building a Dom Lounge in a lesbian neighborhood.

And Sandia, I can't speak to the motivation of Dommes. My one Domme friend in real life is not lesbian or pro. She probably could be pro, but she's about 60 and has more money than most of us put together. She has a lot of boy toys. There is one that serves her coffee everyday. Many others she just meets for entertainment. There is no emotional attachment. I'm sure if she wanted to charge, they would pay. My guess would be charging would open up a new set of risks.

*Walks into the Lounge carrying a cup of coffee. Sits down. Observes*

Never said:

1. No, some are bisexual.
2. Oh, I'd say all of them are. Deep down.

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"2. Oh, I'd say all of them are. Deep down."

My sarcasm meter broke down on this one. My best guess is it's a sorta-sarcastic, and sorta-not kinda reply.

If it is: I wasn't talking about you, honey.

If it's not: I don't know about all women; my experience is limited to the heterosexual kind (and as I've said before - not all that much of that.)

If it's sorta-is and sorta-not, my answer is: people are wonderfully complicated, aren't they? That's one of the things I love about them: that they can be so hard to fit into boxes sometimes.

WriterDom said:

I was warned about building a Dom Lounge in a lesbian neighborhood.

And Sandia, I can't speak to the motivation of Dommes. My one Domme friend in real life is not lesbian or pro. She probably could be pro, but she's about 60 and has more money than most of us put together. She has a lot of boy toys. There is one that serves her coffee everyday. Many others she just meets for entertainment. There is no emotional attachment. I'm sure if she wanted to charge, they would pay. My guess would be charging would open up a new set of risks.

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I gotta ask, WD: She doesn't have sex with any of them, does she?

Sandia said:

I gotta ask, WD: She doesn't have sex with any of them, does she?

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There is one regular that she does sometimes, I think. But the ones she meets, no, they do other things. One supposedly looks just like Tom Cruise. She had him go in her house and do a strip tease while her and her friends watched from outside. I think he masturbated and maybe fucked himself with a dildo. Sometimes she goes out with crossdressers on the town, but the last time we talked about it, she was tired of them.

The last time we had dinner she was telling about one guy that wanted her to shit a turd on a crystal dish and keep it in the freezer for his next visit. Not the kind of thing I wanted to here over dinner. Not sure how that turned out. Don't really want to ask, either.

Introducing RedNeckDom

To get off the subject of Dommes, I'm proud in introduce a special guest, RedNeckDom for some Q&A.

WD: Welcome to the Lounge, RedNeckDom. What should I call you?

RedNeckDom: You can call me Bubba. My given name is Mitty Barth Dobar, but every one calls me Bubba. Am I gonna git paid for this?

WD: No, but you can drink all the beer you want.

RND: Can I take a case with me?

WD: No, a six pack.

RND: 12 pack?

WD: Ok, Bubba: It's a deal. Where are you from, Bubba?

RND: Wetumpka Alabama

WD: Where is that?

RND: It's near where the Coosa and Tallapoosa rivers meet.

WD: We have readers from all over. They don't know where that is. Are you near a city?

RND. Yeah, near Montgumry

WD: So how long have you been a Dom?

RND: Been a Dom for 2 years. A Master for 18 months.

WD: So you were a Dom for 6 months then you became a Master?

RND: Right. That's when I collared my sweetpee Maybell.

WD: Are you in a polly relationship?

RND: Are you drunk? I just told you her name is Maybell.

WD: Nevermind. She wears a collar all the time?

RND: no, she has a pirced navel.

WD: You pierced her yourself?

RND: Yep, the first time I pirsed her with a Dale Earnheart cufflink. But it never healed up right. So we had to go to the Doc in Montgumry to git her healed up. That learned me a lesson. The next time I went to a tatwo parler in Montgumry and got a ring put in her navel. Now the Dale Earnheart cufflink fits onto the ring.

WD: We all make mistakes. The important thing is that you learn from them. Do you and MayBell live together?

RND: Nope. She lives with her daddy. I hope to someday, but she just gradiated from high school this spring and wants to go to haredressing school in Montgumry in the fall. And she just lives right over the holler. There aint no big rush.

WD: Ok, well could you give us a few tips about bdsm? What are some on the things that really turn you and Maybell on? What happens when she comes over?

RND: The first thing she does is git nakked. Than I usually play some sort of game with her. I have her trained so I only have to say one word and she gits to it.

WD: Share with us one of your games.

RND: I might holler grits. She runs to the kitchen and cooks up two big pots of grits.

WD: I like grits too, but I couldn't eat two pots. I'd be lucky to get down two bowls.

RND: Well, I aint got to the good part yet. Once she gits them all cooked up she pours them in the bathtub. Then she tempers them down with a few trays of ice. That was another one of them lessons that sent us a hurrying over to Mongumry. Once she gets them just right she hunkers down right in the middle of them. Now Maybel aint a small woman. So when she oozes down into them sweet grits, they git into all the creases and folds and sometimes even float her huge breasts like two jugs a floating on Miller's pond.

WD: Then you eat the grits?

RND: Hell yeah, what do you think. I works my way around and save her sweet poontang for last. There aint nothing in the world like grits and my Maybell's pussy juice mixed together.

WD: Maybe we should change directions for a bit. Tell me about your toys. Do you have a toy bag?

RND: I don't really have a toy bag as such. She always comes over here so there aint no need to bag them up.

WD. Alright, then describe a few of your toys.

RND: I have a fly swatter. It's a good warm up device. She loves her ass swatted till it's a healthy pink.

WD: Is it clean?

RND: Yeah, you'd be surprised at how lying in a tub a grits will git your ass clean. Hell, it almost glows.

WD: What else you got?

RND: Well, the woods are full of hickry switches. I don't usually keep em in the trailer. I can send her out there to cut me a good one.

WD: Do you have a flogger?

RND: Yep, done it myself out of a broken fishing rod, bootlace, and duck tape.

WD: Do you have a butt plug?

RND: What's a butt plug?

WD: It's usually made of something like rubber. You stick it in her ass and it has a large base that prevents it from slipping all the way in, and a skinny neck that helps hold it in.

RND: Nope, I did that with a corncob once though. Another one of those trip to Montgumry lessons.

WD: Well, Bubba. It's been fun. Thanks for stopping by. Hope to see you around here again something.

RND: If you got the beer, I got the time.

RedNeckDom!

laughing "ah, shucks....now, just change them thar grits to oatmeal and maple syrup and ya gots youself a north'n RND!" BTW:maple tree switches HURT too!




posting quickly and fleeing the room!

WriterDom said:

The switches have their "Switch Space."

The Dom Lounge is a place for Doms to get together for some light to medium conversation about anything that comes. It's not a big place. Right now there is only one table and four chairs, lots of beer, and a deck of cards. Yeah, it's semi-exclusive. We don't mind an occasional serving wench or stripper dropping by. And nothing personal against subs, switches, and Dommes. But in terms of voice and number, they seem to be the lions, tigers, and bears of the board's jungle.

The Lounge is now open. All Doms are welcome. Grab a beer and put a dollar in the Juke Box. If you have a topic you want to open, then jump right in. I wont be around much today but the key is under the mat.

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Be that way!

Eb

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Ebonyfire said:

Be that way!

Eb

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They gonna hang out in here and swordfight with their dicks.

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MzChrista said:

They gonna hang out in here and swordfight with their dicks.

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LOL!

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joi said:

laughing "ah, shucks....now, just change them thar grits to oatmeal and maple syrup and ya gots youself a north'n RND!" BTW:maple tree switches HURT too!

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I'll pass it along. Skip the oatmeal and I might even be interested.

(just here to turn off the strap-on alarm)

Pulling up a seat with water in hand.

It's been too hot to drink anything else, except for some Gatorade. Phew!! What's up fella's?? and ladies?? ( Not excluding anyone. )


kgboot
aka "Mr. Bootie"