Dear X:

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non BDSM again but would be torched on the GB

just so I can vent but not be flamed on the GB...

Dear X:

GGGRRRRRR :mad:

How did I stop from beating your face in when you got right in mine???

I had JUST came from a good night at the play space & you decide to challenge me & physically shove me over a silly parking spot...

I am thankfull the lifestyle I am in has taught me self control.

I am glad all the past anger management courses kicked in to help as well.

Just because I am not as dark as you does NOT mean I can be walked on, talked down to or pushed about.
I stood my ground for a one on one & you threatened to call in your friends...
tough girl... can't fight your own battles.
I will remember the truck & just maybe I will outnumber you next time... let me play the race card & see how you like it... I will stand my ground to you, always. I do not dole out respect to those that have not earned it. I do not care what your "people" went through centuries ago FUCKING EVOLVE & GROW UP!!! I may sound like I am prejeduced (SP?) but I am not.. I give everyone EQUAL rating until you show me you deserve otherwise. I was here in this building LONG before you so show some respect & I will return it...

until then...

FUCK OFF!!!!

The BIATCH upstairs...


P.S. I do not mean to offend any black people, I have been having trouble with the apartment under me for almost a year now. I tried asking nicely at first after 11PM to turn down the music, moved to bangs on my floor/her ceiling at midnight for the music, have been told to fuck off FAR too often, & now this... She fits the "sterotypical angry black chick" to perfection. I have black friends... they are NOTHNG like her and still retain the heritage. I just don't understand... but then I am too white to get it & she is to black to understand I am not intimidated by talk... better have a gun & make the first shot count...
 
Dear Stomach Flu or whatever I have,
Please go away. I didn't miss you the many years we were apart. Please, please, please I can't tell you how much your timing is terrible, it is the busiest week at work of the entire year I'll bet and I do not need this. Please let me sleep through the night and be better in the morning.

mb
 
Dearest world...

I work nights. I know many of you don't understand exactly what that means because you have never done it. I can tell you what it does -not- mean. It does not mean I have every day and all day free to do whatever it is you think is important. I, like you, like to sleep sometimes.
And please stop calling me three times a day at the most random times. I don't want new phone service, so stop waking me up.
And to those of you who insist on not only keeping the strictest of day shift hours, but to randomly close your office for no good reason expecting that everyone can just come back later, well, here's an extra big Fuck You. Gas is expensive, and my time is valuable. Next time you want documents signed, paperwork done, performance reports written, or records updated, you can come to my home and pick them up during my waking hours. And if I decide to go to lunch and am not home when you do come, well, you'll just have to come back some other time, I guess.

- A lowly weekend shift worker
 
Dear subs

I don't know how you do it, but oh do I appreciate it.

Had a very important conversation today, in a language I barely know. It made me so nervous, I was laughing at myself because of my reaction. Hands in pocket, shifting weight from one foot to the other, trying to not make an ass of myself. :rolleyes:

I am very, very glad their are people in the world who like that sort of thing, else my world would be a lot less colorfull.

:rose::rose::rose:
 
Dear X,

Hi. How have you been? It's been a long time. I have been thinking about you lately. Yes, it's been in a sexual way. You enter my fantasies and what I do to you there I enjoy a lot.

But, when we were together, you did limit me, in what I could do. Because I wasn't able to put marks on your body that would show, I couldn't do that much. If I remember correctly, only leaving marks that would be covered by panties, etc. was what you requested, and nothing that would last very long, either. Because of that, I was quite limited in how I used your body...what you experienced, when with me. But, I do think your behind felt a distinct warmth because of my methods, even though I was limited.

I wasn't even able to use rope to tie you up, because the rope marks would show on arms and legs. I wasn't able to show you just how far you could be taken, in your own lustful mind, because of my time restraints, when we were together.

I'm sure you know that being forced to watch the clock, and also watch that I didn't mark your body were two very difficult restrictions for me to deal with. But, even with those restrictions, I remember how you were so overwhelmed when you'd leave my house, that you said you often lost your way, going home. I knew that was only the beginning of what I had in store for you. My creative mind can become quite involved, when thinking of sexual torments. And I was just warming up, in my thoughts about you.

You wanted me to help you stop smoking. And, I can't help but think that you'd smoke just to be punished for it. Oh, I know you were acting like you really wanted to quit, but I don't think your heart was really into it, at the time. You really only wanted to cut back. And, with my limitations, I wasn't really able to use my influence as much as I would have liked to. I hope you know that what you experienced when you were with me was far from what I wanted, had I not been restricted in the ways that I was. You would have given stopping more thought, if I had been able to help...in my way.

Even when you said you trusted me to do anything I wanted, I was still limited in leaving marks and watching the clock. Surely, you know that my influence is greatly enhanced, when I can use pain and intimidation as a more lasting memory. My punishment chair wasn't utilized to its full potential, nor was my violet wand. Because of my time restrictions, I had to use what I could as a punishment that would intimidate you.

I know you don't care for the electricity, and so I tried to keep that in the wings, as a "just in case" for when I thought you deserved it. In a controlling way, I needed to be able to force you as best I could, at certain times. Using electricity as a worst case punishment was limiting, because I enjoy using it so much. In hindsight, if I knew our time together was to be as short as it was, I would have done things differently. While I did enjoy intimidating you with using it, I enjoyed your facial expressions 1000 times more, when you were tied naked, in that chair. And, even those few times that you experienced it, I hope you know I had more ways to utilize that chair in the future, if life hadn't transpired as it did.

Bondage is one of my favorite things, yet I was limited in how I could tie you, and for how long, for fear of leaving rope marks on arms and legs. I very much enjoyed seeing you tied in lewd positions, with your body totally available to me, and although those positions were interesting and very sexy, I hope you know my mind is far more creative than that.

Surely you understand that what you experienced when you were with me was only touching the surface of what I wanted, and what I hoped it would evolve into. And I did what I said I could do and gave you what you wanted, even though I was limited in the ways that I was. That should tell you a little bit about my ability.

And the fact that I limited myself at your request should tell volumes about my self control, to say nothing about the trust that developed in the short time we were together because I was a man of my word.

Can you imagine how difficult it was, seeing your perfect female body, bound, naked and squirming, helpless to stop me from doing anything that my devious mind desired, but knowing I had to restrict those desires, because I had given you my word? Trust me...without those limitations, you would have experienced a far less restrained man. I'm much more uninhibited than I was allowed to be.

I just wanted you to know. When we met, you wanted a certain scenario and I said I was able to give that to you. And you know I was true to my word. And, even within those limitations, I think you were more than satisfied with the result. I hope you understand the potential of what we could have experienced together, if things had been different. I now visualize that, in my fantasies.

I'd love to hear from you. I miss hearing about the family. I hope everybody is doing fine. I really hope you are happy. I think about you, often, and hope that you are.

Me
 
Dear X,

I sure hope you didn't lay a bunch of eggs somewhere in my garage after you slithered inside this morning. You didn't look like a poisonous snake, but just the same, I'd rather you stayed outside where you belong.

If you didn't leave sometime during the day while I had the door open, I hope you don't decide to startle me when I go back out there. Please just wait patiently near the door and I'll let you out when I can.

- Y
 
Dear X,

I sure hope you didn't lay a bunch of eggs somewhere in my garage after you slithered inside this morning. You didn't look like a poisonous snake, but just the same, I'd rather you stayed outside where you belong.

If you didn't leave sometime during the day while I had the door open, I hope you don't decide to startle me when I go back out there. Please just wait patiently near the door and I'll let you out when I can.

- Y

:eek:Sir, i wouldn't step in there if You paid me.
~shivers just thinking about it~
 
Dear marines

Stop calling and sending me weird letters, you're like an obsessive x. Its been years now, I said NO.
 
Dear X,

you are sad fuck, iresponsible fucker and an emotional criple!! *spits on you*

~your ex
 
:eek:Sir, i wouldn't step in there if You paid me.
~shivers just thinking about it~

LMAOOO I would soo be in there...
I would want to find out what kind of snake it was, if it did lay eggs, if it was a lost pet or a local snake....

with that said... PM sent to Yang4yin
 
Dear x

thanks for continuing to be the destructive, dickless little waste of flesh you are. Seriously, thanks. Because of you, the shop is absolutely sparkling, top to bottom, and I'm feeling amazingly good. And that 30 square feet of paint I scraped off the floor? You guessed it: your face. Please keep coming in and annoying the hell out of me. I get so much done.

gratitude
bj
 
Dear X,

Hi. How have you been? It's been a long time. I have been thinking about you lately. Yes, it's been in a sexual way. You enter my fantasies and what I do to you there I enjoy a lot.

But, when we were together, you did limit me, in what I could do. Because I wasn't able to put marks on your body that would show, I couldn't do that much. If I remember correctly, only leaving marks that would be covered by panties, etc. was what you requested, and nothing that would last very long, either. Because of that, I was quite limited in how I used your body...what you experienced, when with me. But, I do think your behind felt a distinct warmth because of my methods, even though I was limited.

I wasn't even able to use rope to tie you up, because the rope marks would show on arms and legs. I wasn't able to show you just how far you could be taken, in your own lustful mind, because of my time restraints, when we were together.

I'm sure you know that being forced to watch the clock, and also watch that I didn't mark your body were two very difficult restrictions for me to deal with. But, even with those restrictions, I remember how you were so overwhelmed when you'd leave my house, that you said you often lost your way, going home. I knew that was only the beginning of what I had in store for you. My creative mind can become quite involved, when thinking of sexual torments. And I was just warming up, in my thoughts about you.

You wanted me to help you stop smoking. And, I can't help but think that you'd smoke just to be punished for it. Oh, I know you were acting like you really wanted to quit, but I don't think your heart was really into it, at the time. You really only wanted to cut back. And, with my limitations, I wasn't really able to use my influence as much as I would have liked to. I hope you know that what you experienced when you were with me was far from what I wanted, had I not been restricted in the ways that I was. You would have given stopping more thought, if I had been able to help...in my way.

Even when you said you trusted me to do anything I wanted, I was still limited in leaving marks and watching the clock. Surely, you know that my influence is greatly enhanced, when I can use pain and intimidation as a more lasting memory. My punishment chair wasn't utilized to its full potential, nor was my violet wand. Because of my time restrictions, I had to use what I could as a punishment that would intimidate you.

I know you don't care for the electricity, and so I tried to keep that in the wings, as a "just in case" for when I thought you deserved it. In a controlling way, I needed to be able to force you as best I could, at certain times. Using electricity as a worst case punishment was limiting, because I enjoy using it so much. In hindsight, if I knew our time together was to be as short as it was, I would have done things differently. While I did enjoy intimidating you with using it, I enjoyed your facial expressions 1000 times more, when you were tied naked, in that chair. And, even those few times that you experienced it, I hope you know I had more ways to utilize that chair in the future, if life hadn't transpired as it did.

Bondage is one of my favorite things, yet I was limited in how I could tie you, and for how long, for fear of leaving rope marks on arms and legs. I very much enjoyed seeing you tied in lewd positions, with your body totally available to me, and although those positions were interesting and very sexy, I hope you know my mind is far more creative than that.

Surely you understand that what you experienced when you were with me was only touching the surface of what I wanted, and what I hoped it would evolve into. And I did what I said I could do and gave you what you wanted, even though I was limited in the ways that I was. That should tell you a little bit about my ability.

And the fact that I limited myself at your request should tell volumes about my self control, to say nothing about the trust that developed in the short time we were together because I was a man of my word.

Can you imagine how difficult it was, seeing your perfect female body, bound, naked and squirming, helpless to stop me from doing anything that my devious mind desired, but knowing I had to restrict those desires, because I had given you my word? Trust me...without those limitations, you would have experienced a far less restrained man. I'm much more uninhibited than I was allowed to be.

I just wanted you to know. When we met, you wanted a certain scenario and I said I was able to give that to you. And you know I was true to my word. And, even within those limitations, I think you were more than satisfied with the result. I hope you understand the potential of what we could have experienced together, if things had been different. I now visualize that, in my fantasies.

I'd love to hear from you. I miss hearing about the family. I hope everybody is doing fine. I really hope you are happy. I think about you, often, and hope that you are.

Me

Phew! R-r-r-romantic!
 
Dear X,

I still sometimes think about that scenario -- so wicked, in the most subtle way. Why? Because I'll never experience it, or because there is something there?

Is there something I'm missing in my life? Why do I even care?

And why not me? Aren't I smart enough?

And is that why I think about it? Because it's an impossibility?

Torture. Ok, not quite. But it lingers.

ITW
 
dear Opa,

Thank you for always being proud of who and what you were. You were a great example to me.
 
Dear X,

I sure hope you didn't lay a bunch of eggs somewhere in my garage after you slithered inside this morning. You didn't look like a poisonous snake, but just the same, I'd rather you stayed outside where you belong.

If you didn't leave sometime during the day while I had the door open, I hope you don't decide to startle me when I go back out there. Please just wait patiently near the door and I'll let you out when I can.

- Y

:eek::eek::eek::eek: I dont' think i would ever be able to go in the garage again.
 
Dear X,

i miss you already. All i have done is cry, knowing today i have to say goodbye to one of my dearest friends in my life.

i will never forget you, and will always honor our life long friendship.

i promise you, here and now; i will NEVER let anyone drag your name down.

You are my hero.:(
 
Dear X and X,

I know better than to say what I'm thinking. So, we'll just leave it at that.
(but *this* will always confuse me, make me feel 'wrong'...and will also make me sad)

me
 
Dear X,

Although I appreciate what you can do for me in the way of eating other things I don't want in or around my house, I do wish you'd let me know if you're still in my garage. I'm afraid the heat is going to get to you and I'd much rather have you outside where it's slightly cooler.

- Y

PS: Did that shed skin I found belong to you? Or did it belong to a friend?
 
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