Sienna's Place.

[mightydude83]

Mmmmmmmwah

Hi mightydude...

Just like Lorraine says, you have to catch us wherever we are at the time...

Busy, busy...

but what time do u come on? Are u on now?

hugs and kisses

 

[ratman2]

Your comment in that thread Matt was -:

I just would like to clear something up here. http://www.bondage-radio.com is open to ALL adult chat. Not just those in the BDSM lifestyle

So it's a bondage site but not a bondage site?
Did you consider your market before choosing a name?
The minority BDSM guy on the street who walks in through the door expects all present to be of the same ilk.
Yet those who are not into BDSM are expected to know that there are nice guys in there?

The fact that you had to say what you did emphasises my point.

Sorry Matt but someone made a faux pas (french for cock-up) when choosing the name.

Lorraine dear,
We are working on another domain name for the server. I will PM you with what domain name as it's not public knowledge yet

 

[ratman2]

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ratman does not "own" Bondage, but he runs the chat server for the owners...

Am I right? ? ?...

You are correct dear

 

[Sienna]

but what time do u come on? Are u on now?

hugs and kisses

At the moment Lorraine and I are all over the internet, getting things together with various chat servers... long story... busy, busy.

If you need to chat at anytime, then it all depends whether or not we are on. If you need to leave a message, please post here or on Phoenix Group, or e-mail us.




Thanks ratman2

 

[Gaia_Lorraine]

I had forgotten all about this poem until recently when I posted it into a chatroom. Subsequently I submitted it to LIT and it has just been published, I hope you enjoy it

To Jules, with All My Love

The Rose

We share the same beauty
the same Love
the same feelings
Smell the same scent
Kiss the same Rose
As bees gather pollen
a beautiful flower
attracts us both
The elixir she provides
makes us close
The flower of Love
and of life
food to survive
is all within
this beautiful Rose
Spread our wings
Leave our nest
Upon her petals rest
With food in abundance
our Love knows

Of all the flowers
upon God’s earth
we could have chose
we will meet again
upon this Rose



©Gaia_Lorraine 2004

 

[Sienna]

I had forgotten all about this poem until recently when I posted it into a chatroom. Subsequently I submitted it to LIT and it has just been published, I hope you enjoy it

The Rose is a beautiful poem, with a story behind it that reflects the love of two people towards one other, and a complicated yet beautiful "triangle" relationship...hard to explain to the outside observer, yet easy to understand by those it concerns...

 

[ratman2]

The Rose is a beautiful poem, with a story behind it that reflects the love of two people towards one other, and a complicated yet beautiful "triangle" relationship...hard to explain to the outside observer, yet easy to understand by those it concerns...

I understand it

 

[Gaia_Lorraine]

The Rose is a beautiful poem, with a story behind it that reflects the love of two people towards one other, and a complicated yet beautiful "triangle" relationship...hard to explain to the outside observer, yet easy to understand by those it concerns...

Apparently it is hard to explain to the outside observer.
Normally I would give my stories/poems a boost by voting with a '5' myself, but with The Rose I decided to allow it to be thrown to the wolves and see what happens. I was horror-struck when the the first vote came in with a '2'.
Rather upset by this voters' lack of knowledge of the true meaning behind the poem I succumbed and voted with a my usual '5'.
Or maybe the poem is that bad? I dunno. I was gutted

 

[Sienna]

Apparently it is hard to explain to the outside observer.
Normally I would give my stories/poems a boost by voting with a '5' myself, but with The Rose I decided to allow it to be thrown to the wolves and see what happens. I was horror-struck when the the first vote came in with a '2'.
Rather upset by this voters' lack of knowledge of the true meaning behind the poem I succumbed and voted with a my usual '5'.
Or maybe the poem is that bad? I dunno. I was gutted

Don't worry my love, the poem itself made a great impact with the two people it was meant for...

This is one of the reasons I don't write poetry. If I did, I think it would be straight out of my mind with too many "personal" thoughts about what I was thinking. And most of them I think, I would be the only one to be able to decipher their meaning. Poetry is beautiful to me, when I read other peoples works. I look at my own attempts and think... "Wow, I must be crazeeeee!!"

 

[Stryderthorongil]

Apparently it is hard to explain to the outside observer.
Normally I would give my stories/poems a boost by voting with a '5' myself, but with The Rose I decided to allow it to be thrown to the wolves and see what happens. I was horror-struck when the the first vote came in with a '2'.
Rather upset by this voters' lack of knowledge of the true meaning behind the poem I succumbed and voted with a my usual '5'.
Or maybe the poem is that bad? I dunno. I was gutted

{{{Lorraine}}} Ahhhh, poetry on Lit. I understand your feelings. I have had the range of votes on the same poem and then some that were viewed many times and never voted upon at all. I admit to feeling the bite of a low vote, especially on something that feels so right to me. So, I have learned to ignore the negatives and look for the positive comments/votes. These are the people who are most affected by the poem anyway, the others, it really doesn't matter.

{{{Sienna}}}

 

[Gaia_Lorraine]

NEW VIRUS WARNING !

I received the following email this morning at work -:

VERY IMPORTANT WARNING

This is not a joke!


Please Be Extremely Careful especially if using internet mail such as Yahoo, Hotmail, AOL and so on. This information arrived this morning direct from both Microsoft and Norton.

Please send it to everybody you know who has access to the Internet.

You may receive an apparently harmless email with a Power Point presentation "Life is beautiful."

If you receive it DO NOT OPEN THE FILE UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES, and delete it immediately. If you open this file, a message will
appear on your screen saying:

"It is too late now, your life is no longer beautiful."

Subsequently you will LOSE EVERYTHING IN YOUR PC and the person who sent it to you will gain access to your name, e-mail and
password.

This is a new virus which started to circulate on Saturday afternoon.
AOL has already confirmed the severity, and the antivirus software's are
not capable of destroying it.

The virus has been created by a hacker who calls himself "life owner."

PLEASE SEND A COPY OF THIS EMAIL TO ALL YOUR FRIENDS and ask
them to
PASS IT ON IMMEDIATELY

 

[Sienna]

((( Hugggsss )))

... To Everyone

 

[Gaia_Lorraine]

((( Hugggsss )))

... To Everyone

Cheers My Love !

 

[FRENCHIE44T]

((( Hugggsss )))

... To Everyone

((((((SIENNA))))))


Miss Ya Honey, you are in my thoughts.

 

[Sienna]

((( FRENCHIE ))) ...

Good to see you around ... thanks for dropping in

 

[Sienna]

Watching TV beside someone you love is really nice. Sharing those moments together, quietly. But then something unexpected happened... something you never ever think about. So, I'm going to get it out of my system, because I feel I have to. I'm going to share this...

In the past, we have always discussed our sexual activity. What we intend to do and how we feel about it, no matter how normal or deviant it is. It is something I always like to do, giving hints and being prepared for a few nice surprises along the way. It adds to the pleasure of making love.

Then, something happened so quickly. I was "taken" but not totally against my will. Because I love him, I would never deny his pleasures. I began to enjoy the instant attention and as he thrust himself into me, I began to react to his desires, and hoped that the "roughness" in his actions would give me pleasure too. But, suddenly he reached orgasm and once it was over, he withdrew.

I opened my eyes and looked at him, silently pleading to him to carry on in a way that he always pleasured me. But, instead he walked away. No cuddles or hugs, no kiss or softly whispered words in my ear. My body filled with what I regarded as his gift of love, to me.

I waited, left alone on the sofa where it all began and ended so quickly. Then I knew we were not going to continue with our love making when he returned. A strange feeling swept over me as I slid my panties back on. The conversation changed to something else entirely and I did not question what had happened between us minutes earlier. I have never needed to question these things before, ever.

In a way, I felt abused, taken and used without consideration for my own feelings. Yet I love him so much....

I began to wonder about the thousands of women out there in the world who are constantly abused by their lovers. And the different levels of abuse they take. I also began to wonder if what had happened to us was natural, and maybe all human couples who live together reach that "certain" point at some time or another in their relationship. If so, then why?

Silly question in a way, because WE know why in most cases which is so obvious. Lovers fall apart, unfaithfulness with someone else even physical or mental stress. But, why us? I ask myself. Maybe I'm over reacting...

I love sex and always have. But, this was reality not fantasy. I felt rejection in a strange way and it does hurt when it happens. There was no violence beyond what we are accustomed to in accepted sexual role-play. But, this time this was not a game. Someone I love so much hurt me emotionally, whether they meant it or not...

And, I forgive them.

 

[BrettJ]

Good heart

You have a more forgiving heart than I do Sienna.

What does one do when you give love freely - someone seemingly accepts it - then proceeds to make your life a living hell? Then claims they never loved you in the first place?

Life isn't always pleasurable, I am sorry for your pain.

I don't think mine will ever fade, quite frankly.

There's a great song by Jimmy Ruffin called "What Becomes of the Broken Hearted" that sometimes seems pertinent to me.

BrettJ

Author / Broken-Hearted / Studmuppet

 

[Mr Wolf]

Hi, Sienna and all.

 

[Sienna]

You have a more forgiving heart than I do Sienna.

What does one do when you give love freely - someone seemingly accepts it - then proceeds to make your life a living hell? Then claims they never loved you in the first place?

Life isn't always pleasurable, I am sorry for your pain.

I don't think mine will ever fade, quite frankly.

There's a great song by Jimmy Ruffin called "What Becomes of the Broken Hearted" that sometimes seems pertinent to me.

BrettJ

Author / Broken-Hearted / Studmuppet

What happened is something I knew other people experienced, but not myself until recently. One point is, what makes someone loose their consideration for another lovers feelings and why?

When it does happen to you, it certainly makes you think seriously about it, whether it is a temporary thing or something which will happen more frequently, caused by some reason which could be devastating. Even mentioning these things to the person concerned can cause more problems and we hope that things return to normal.

Another point is, does this this naturally happen in long-term relationships through boredom? The love is still there between two people, but respect for each others "sexual" feelings simply diminishes slowly with time. Many couples loose something special between themselves as time rolls on.

An interesting and maybe boring subject, but I have witnessed some very serious food for thought here...

 

[Sienna]

Hi, Sienna and all.

Well hello there Mr Wolf...

 

[Gaia_Lorraine]

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What happened is something I knew other people experienced, but not myself until recently. One point is, what makes someone loose their consideration for another lovers feelings and why?

When it does happen to you, it certainly makes you think seriously about it, whether it is a temporary thing or something which will happen more frequently, caused by some reason which could be devastating. Even mentioning these things to the person concerned can cause more problems and we hope that things return to normal.

Another point is, does this this naturally happen in long-term relationships through boredom? The love is still there between two people, but respect for each others "sexual" feelings simply diminishes slowly with time. Many couples loose something special between themselves as time rolls on.

An interesting and maybe boring subject, but I have witnessed some very serious food for thought here...

Only yourselves know the relationship you have between you and the way you communicate sexually - either verbally or ethereally. Loving sex always happens behind closed doors. You need to get yourself back to a position where you are looking forward again to those personal sharing moments and not to be governed by fear or trepidation.

 

[pink]

Hello Sienna, hello everyone.

 

[Gaia_Lorraine]

Hello Sienna, hello everyone.

Hi Pink
Hope you are ready for Christmas

 

[pink]

Hi Pink
Hope you are ready for Christmas

*cringing* no, no i'm not. i've had trouble getting into the christmas mood this year. *sigh*

Hoping everyone here has a wonderful one tho.

 

[Sienna]

Only yourselves know the relationship you have between you and the way you communicate sexually - either verbally or ethereally. Loving sex always happens behind closed doors. You need to get yourself back to a position where you are looking forward again to those personal sharing moments and not to be governed by fear or trepidation.

((( Lorraine ))) ...

((( PINK ))) ...

Cool advise, not just for me, but for others too