Well, it is time to head back to reality of the port city. Yeah, the excitement and thrill is bouncing off all the walls.
It was short. It was brief. And it probably was the last trip I will take for a while.
Even standing amid the flames as they did not lick at me constantly. I still gained some peace and purposeful thinking, feeling and meaning. Totally unexpected.
lil red get's smaller and more curvy with each time I eventually see her. her working out, tennis and eating has paid off well. She is definitely even more sexy chocolate now than before. Hershey's better watch out!
Had my first true fisting. It was hot. I never would have thought about doing it decades ago. But yeah that is a serious turn on. The pain and the reaction was intoxicating and electrifying. The feel of the working of my fingers and then my fist inside. The stretching and the pain inflicted with each thrust and stroke. Tittilating! The way that her body contorted and moved across the bed spurred me on further.
True, the scene I had planned didn't happen. But I do feel that another role was attended to. One that is a rarity to do and behold. The role of comfort and support. It wasn't outwardly evident like a volcano eruption or something. It was punctuated with sleep and cuddling. Quietness that allowed for a selective calm to occur.
The simple aspect of comfort is a powerful entity. One that if ignored or used recklessly leads to some devastating results. And even I, the evil one needs some comfort in order to deal with everything that is going on. And my outlets and solutions for the comfort required are extremely specific.
My comfort lies more strongly in those that are closest to me. When I interact with them and feel their energy it helps me tremendously. That is not to say that there are not other outlets. It is meant to say that those work the best and in the strongest ways over everything else. Travel, food, cigars, drink, movies and things help out quite a bit. But nothing beats communication with those that can change it all no matter what.
Energized. Throbbing internally and externally. I road my high. That feeling of crackling energy that says, "FEED ME MORE." And that is that energy that makes me hornier and not want to stop until the planets align and I create a reversew wormhole. The potency is like a serious narcotic. If i did drugs that were illegal and strong. whoooop there it is!
And on a final note. As a man ye our fragile egos like to be and feel wanted and needed. Something to validate feelings and emotions. And damn it just feels damn good. Even to the evil, archangel types.
I hope you had a good weekend.
I did so as well.
As I wait around for this delayed plane. let's see what happens
Saturday, November 07, 2015
Tuesday, November 03, 2015
An Expression Through Music Courtesy of Prince
I am sitting here listening to music as I get business done. And let's be honest I tend to listen to rap and stuff that makes my blood boil. I am not the r&b listener unless it is inspired by my women.
So with that said. I decided to listen to the unreleased funk of prince this morning. Go figure! My woman lil red is the gate keeper of knowledge of all things Prince. I am merely someone that has enjoyed some of his songs.
Yet, here I am and some things were said without me vocalizing.
Focus and the reality of you and me.
Song: Just As Long As We're Together
The simple aspects of comfort, brief respite and even as simple as the energy exuded. Leads to renewed vigor, a new universe, opening up eyes and doors. It is here where things can stand still, be embraced or explode. Regardless it is the simple solution to the complex, complicated effects and actions that life takes.
My need to satisfy my carnal, kinky and horny cravings to the nth degree. Because you are a bombshell:
Song: Tick Tick Bang
This insatiable craving grows with the need that only can be satisfied when you feed me your mind, body and soul. Where the universe opens up with just us and then supernovas and implodes.
It is time to let go. Release that control and just be open to being you when we are together and it is safe for you:
Song: Turn It Up
Ready to feel, experience and enjoy you turned up and at the level that you hold there inside of you. That checked level that you can have with me.
The sultry, seductive, fun and mental stimulation of curved body and egg head mind.
Song: D.M.S.R.
Your body contorted in predicaments combined with the curves of your body speaking to me. The screams, whimpers and sounds of elated excstasy given to me. The components of great sex and romance.
With all of that said. I am going to just meander off in my own world and state as I take this all in
Monday, November 02, 2015
The End of the Road
Back from woodbridge and fellowship with like minded kinky people of color. I enjoyed the talk and laughter. The demos and play were interesting as well.
But with everything that has happened and been experienced I have decided to go old school ultra. No need to leave things to the way that they are.
I no longer strive or work on anything other than what is personally important to me. As has been said, expressed and shown just let things go whatever way and hold nothing in regard other than just the moment. Now the way that I am but the way the world is now.
As I have been talking to people there is no need to hold relations kn a position of importance. I guess that was one of my issues previously. Working towards making a relationship work or in high regard only alienates and makes a mess of people's brains and dlebels of comfort.
Battling everyone and everything has been my duty since before I can remember. It took a long time but change occurred during all of this chaos. The silence has returned with a new purpose. Leaving behind ideologies that are only my view and importance.
ABM returns and I embrace it all with a vengence. The battle of llve and hatred continues as I bridge the gap. Just. On the light side is diminished completely. Reached a point where I have concluded the renaissance part of life for me. Cold and self edifying is the mainstay of life it seems.
Looking at the vault door closing. I see the memories behind the door and smirk. So many things and experiences. Now a distant memory.
Rabbit holes destroyed. Simple ending.
Roll the credits. I am hearing boyz to men send the end of the road. And I envision this alternstive ending.
Goodbye and homage to what use to be.
But with everything that has happened and been experienced I have decided to go old school ultra. No need to leave things to the way that they are.
I no longer strive or work on anything other than what is personally important to me. As has been said, expressed and shown just let things go whatever way and hold nothing in regard other than just the moment. Now the way that I am but the way the world is now.
As I have been talking to people there is no need to hold relations kn a position of importance. I guess that was one of my issues previously. Working towards making a relationship work or in high regard only alienates and makes a mess of people's brains and dlebels of comfort.
Battling everyone and everything has been my duty since before I can remember. It took a long time but change occurred during all of this chaos. The silence has returned with a new purpose. Leaving behind ideologies that are only my view and importance.
ABM returns and I embrace it all with a vengence. The battle of llve and hatred continues as I bridge the gap. Just. On the light side is diminished completely. Reached a point where I have concluded the renaissance part of life for me. Cold and self edifying is the mainstay of life it seems.
Looking at the vault door closing. I see the memories behind the door and smirk. So many things and experiences. Now a distant memory.
Rabbit holes destroyed. Simple ending.
Roll the credits. I am hearing boyz to men send the end of the road. And I envision this alternstive ending.
Goodbye and homage to what use to be.
ABM Board Chairman Representing
This meeting will come to order on this page before we head to the ABM page for proper dissertation of events and aspects
I have to say I have witnessed and been party to human events that make me want to serve the extinction plans early.
Right now I am really pissed at everything. But I caused this with the introduction of feelings, emotions and concerns. I fucked it up and now I am pissed because I made it that way.
Time for the Battle of the Bulge, Big Fucking Evil style!
Let the fucking meeting get the fuck started!!!
ABM's come to order...exit into hell
I have to say I have witnessed and been party to human events that make me want to serve the extinction plans early.
Right now I am really pissed at everything. But I caused this with the introduction of feelings, emotions and concerns. I fucked it up and now I am pissed because I made it that way.
Time for the Battle of the Bulge, Big Fucking Evil style!
Let the fucking meeting get the fuck started!!!
ABM's come to order...exit into hell
Sunday, November 01, 2015
A Caveman and His Death Star
I have been up front about emotions, feelings, activities and thinking. I thought that was what the right thing was to do. Apparently the humans find that to be really, really wrong.
With everything that has gone on. I have tried to develop relationship, show what is important, be cordial and keep everything above board. And honestly I am wondering what for and if there was a fucking difference?
My disdain for humans and this unnecessary nonsense has crescendo'd. Between the parental units and everyone else. I am gravitating to full development of the Negative zone prison for humans.
I am on my way back. And I didn't think things would get worst but they have. And now I am taking it back old school.
It is time for the EXTINCTION LEVEL EVENT. Move over Havoc and Zeus. APOCALYPSE IS HERE!!!
Hell with this nice guy, humanoid compassion shit. Let's do this!
With everything that has gone on. I have tried to develop relationship, show what is important, be cordial and keep everything above board. And honestly I am wondering what for and if there was a fucking difference?
My disdain for humans and this unnecessary nonsense has crescendo'd. Between the parental units and everyone else. I am gravitating to full development of the Negative zone prison for humans.
I am on my way back. And I didn't think things would get worst but they have. And now I am taking it back old school.
It is time for the EXTINCTION LEVEL EVENT. Move over Havoc and Zeus. APOCALYPSE IS HERE!!!
Hell with this nice guy, humanoid compassion shit. Let's do this!
When the Well Runs Dry
I give chances. I am supportive of those I once cared for until they have fallen completely off. Meaning, that they have chosen to widen the chasm that they created with me.
There are fears of them becoming monkey bitches with the rest of the crew. But here is the thing. You have to earn your monkey bitch name by deciding to disregard the issue that I brought up to you and not giving a fuck. So there is your choice. Enjoy. As I told bgp this week. There is no need to worry until you do something and I address it with you and you choose not to do anything to fix it. l
There was talk with lil red about being around folks that you no longer feel the same way about or care for in the same way. There isn't a need to do it. It was something to do. Was.
Tonight...
I came face to face with the end of the road. I always have tried to keep the safety of the female that I was with at parties or out in effect. With sub space and females getting that high from endorphins and alcohol it is very very dangerous. Tonight showed me just how much. I have no idea what the teenage dream was thinking. But when I say, let me know before you play. I mean let me know. And it is not because I don't want you to play. It is to make sure of the state of mind that you are already in. But when you disregard that and attempt to argue with me about it. Then you said what needs to be said. I don't have to give a fuck about anyone but me. But as a Dom and those I am with I maintain safety and concern. But hey as the song said, "tonight was the night."
There once was a brighter light within me. The reason why the war between the light an dark use to be so vicious. Now the battles are less. The dark is obviously winning.
From everything that has been said, done, not said or done. I am merely going to pull a Spartan 117 now. No need for the interactions, decent expectations or anticipation.
As the dust settles in the well.
Let my silhouette in the sunset be left in my haze. Knowledge assimilated and actions taken. It's just me against the universes!
There are fears of them becoming monkey bitches with the rest of the crew. But here is the thing. You have to earn your monkey bitch name by deciding to disregard the issue that I brought up to you and not giving a fuck. So there is your choice. Enjoy. As I told bgp this week. There is no need to worry until you do something and I address it with you and you choose not to do anything to fix it. l
There was talk with lil red about being around folks that you no longer feel the same way about or care for in the same way. There isn't a need to do it. It was something to do. Was.
Tonight...
I came face to face with the end of the road. I always have tried to keep the safety of the female that I was with at parties or out in effect. With sub space and females getting that high from endorphins and alcohol it is very very dangerous. Tonight showed me just how much. I have no idea what the teenage dream was thinking. But when I say, let me know before you play. I mean let me know. And it is not because I don't want you to play. It is to make sure of the state of mind that you are already in. But when you disregard that and attempt to argue with me about it. Then you said what needs to be said. I don't have to give a fuck about anyone but me. But as a Dom and those I am with I maintain safety and concern. But hey as the song said, "tonight was the night."
There once was a brighter light within me. The reason why the war between the light an dark use to be so vicious. Now the battles are less. The dark is obviously winning.
From everything that has been said, done, not said or done. I am merely going to pull a Spartan 117 now. No need for the interactions, decent expectations or anticipation.
As the dust settles in the well.
Let my silhouette in the sunset be left in my haze. Knowledge assimilated and actions taken. It's just me against the universes!
Friday, October 30, 2015
I Am Borg
Of course resistance is futile. But that applies to you not me. lol
Ok so the week has been one of a little bit of everything. From being lost in thought to thoughts being lost in thoughts.
Conversation with lil red has been interesting and informational collective. As kore would say we handle the not so glamorous or sexy part of D/s relationship. And there are times when it is a challenge and other times that it is not. The key is working through things, learning and moving forward. When that stops everything is DEAD!
Me and my overthinking self:
I have been bred and trained to constantly think. Think even when there is actually nothing immediate to think about. It is a good thing and a bad thing. It is in overdrive especially when I feel that something or someone is important to me. I will want things to work out for the best. Think about possible, probabilities of outcomes and results. These things don't paralyze me. But I have witnessed how frustrating it is for others courtesy of lil red. I have done whatever crazy things I needed to achieve goals and the future. In this regard I am normally Gung Ho! With the way that things are recently and currently I have modified things so that it is better for this current operational theater. And even though it has been tweaked a number of times, it still evolves. What was, no longer is. And what could be, has disintegrated.
Expectations and anticipation:
I am asked what do I expect. And especially lately. Back in the day I had a list for each circumstance. Then I realized my expectations needed to be realistic finally. So my answer...I expect you to act, do and only be concerned about what you want and is of interest to you. Point blank, if it is not important to you then you don't give a damn about it and you won't do anything about it. When it comes to expectations they only apply to me, myself and I. Because those things I can believe in and understand without some mystical eye of cytorrak to help me. This doesn't mean I wouldn't like for things to happen in ways that I would like. It just means I am being realistic.
There were times where I was and have been giddy with anticipation. Chomping at the bit to reach a destination and be with someone that I cherished. It is an overwhelmingly powerful energy. And there is nothing wrong with it. Well for others, that is. *lol* I have had to temper that from existing within me. Apply a net mask over it and lessen it's imprint upon the world. I can look forward to something but more than that is simply not appropriate until there is a time that it is the right thing to do. (not holding my breath lol*
Well here we are at the weekend.
For me it is off to woodbridge for a play party. I look forward to hanging out and enjoying demos and speaking with fellow Doms So the halloween party will be tomorrow. Damn, I would love to hit the air and space museum while I was there in the morning.
Next week will be one of the occasions in the year I will get to see lil red. I look forward to enjoying her company, fucking her senseless and unleashing this altered sadistic rage upon her. It is most definitely needed. And with time and the full moon I will reach an all new level of pain infliction and over stimulation. And I want to enjoy the nerdy, geeky and quirky convos we have in person. Plus her signature smile with those eyes is one of those world wide mesmerizing things.
There is a full moon out and nobody is safe!
Interact at your own peril. But enjoy your weekend and have a nice day.
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Ok so the week has been one of a little bit of everything. From being lost in thought to thoughts being lost in thoughts.
Conversation with lil red has been interesting and informational collective. As kore would say we handle the not so glamorous or sexy part of D/s relationship. And there are times when it is a challenge and other times that it is not. The key is working through things, learning and moving forward. When that stops everything is DEAD!
Me and my overthinking self:
I have been bred and trained to constantly think. Think even when there is actually nothing immediate to think about. It is a good thing and a bad thing. It is in overdrive especially when I feel that something or someone is important to me. I will want things to work out for the best. Think about possible, probabilities of outcomes and results. These things don't paralyze me. But I have witnessed how frustrating it is for others courtesy of lil red. I have done whatever crazy things I needed to achieve goals and the future. In this regard I am normally Gung Ho! With the way that things are recently and currently I have modified things so that it is better for this current operational theater. And even though it has been tweaked a number of times, it still evolves. What was, no longer is. And what could be, has disintegrated.
Expectations and anticipation:
I am asked what do I expect. And especially lately. Back in the day I had a list for each circumstance. Then I realized my expectations needed to be realistic finally. So my answer...I expect you to act, do and only be concerned about what you want and is of interest to you. Point blank, if it is not important to you then you don't give a damn about it and you won't do anything about it. When it comes to expectations they only apply to me, myself and I. Because those things I can believe in and understand without some mystical eye of cytorrak to help me. This doesn't mean I wouldn't like for things to happen in ways that I would like. It just means I am being realistic.
There were times where I was and have been giddy with anticipation. Chomping at the bit to reach a destination and be with someone that I cherished. It is an overwhelmingly powerful energy. And there is nothing wrong with it. Well for others, that is. *lol* I have had to temper that from existing within me. Apply a net mask over it and lessen it's imprint upon the world. I can look forward to something but more than that is simply not appropriate until there is a time that it is the right thing to do. (not holding my breath lol*
Well here we are at the weekend.
For me it is off to woodbridge for a play party. I look forward to hanging out and enjoying demos and speaking with fellow Doms So the halloween party will be tomorrow. Damn, I would love to hit the air and space museum while I was there in the morning.
Next week will be one of the occasions in the year I will get to see lil red. I look forward to enjoying her company, fucking her senseless and unleashing this altered sadistic rage upon her. It is most definitely needed. And with time and the full moon I will reach an all new level of pain infliction and over stimulation. And I want to enjoy the nerdy, geeky and quirky convos we have in person. Plus her signature smile with those eyes is one of those world wide mesmerizing things.
There is a full moon out and nobody is safe!
Interact at your own peril. But enjoy your weekend and have a nice day.
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Wednesday, October 28, 2015
An Erotic Short Story: The Mood You Bring
In need and a lot horny. As I think about the things I want to do to lil red. I end up letting my mind be as devious as can be. But I couldn't post that here just yet. lol
The Mood You Bring
The Mood You Bring
The rain came down slowly
outside. I lead you naked to the deck. Rain drops fsll upon your bare skin.
I ask, Harley are you
ready? You nod at me as my hand squeezes your throat. I guide you to sit down
in the chair left there on the dick. Positioning you in a semi doggystyle
position. Your titties resting over the back of the chair. Your cocoa ass
raised prominently.
I begin to tie you in
that position. You want to shift and gift comfortable. As you feel the cold
rain continue to hit your skin. Uncomfortable you remain, transposed like a
piece of art.
I pinch and twist your
nipples. Slapping them gradually harder. As my teeth bite into your skin. Only
to be replaced by my hand smacking your wet ass. Each slap stings and heats
your ass only to be cooled by the rain droplets.
I stand back to hit
you with my new heavy flogger. Each thud striking you from the back to your
ass. Beating you with the rhythm of my desire. You fall into your rhythmic
gate. As I introduced the sting of paddle mixed with the cane. You are such a
fucking slutty cunt to me. And today I will only consume you that way.
I feed my expression
of pleasure through your pain. As we are lost in deep energy of our scene.
Flogger.
Paddle.
Cane.
Mixed with ass, face,
titty and pussy slaps.
Your anticipation of
each swing makes me laugh. You think you are slick. Trying to prepare for me. So
I alternate hits. Hand then paddle. Cane then flogger. I feel the heat of your
skin cascading off of you.
You like that you
filthy cunt. Don't you? Your nod is all that you can manage. So I pull your
head back by your hair and smack you hard in the face. Speaking you fucking
bitch! Tell me you are a good, fucking cunt and love this shit! I only pull
harder as you barely get it out.
As my dick presses in
your hot pussy. You are soaking wet, both inside and out. I press slowly in
your cunt. Making you grip it. Yes that is a good slut. Pulling harder on your
head as your body is arched nice and awkward. Gripping your throat. I keep my
slow strokes as your body explodes like the rain upon your skin. Your grunts
make me squeeze your throat harder and harder. Cum you fucking whore! That is
all that you are good for! Your grunts and spasms keep going.
I pull out and slide
my dick in your ass. Your pussy is filled with my favorite dildo to use on you.
The ridges pressed in you. All you can feel is me hot and hard in your ass with
the dildo rubbing against my dick. Your screams feed me. I fuck your ass
without mercy. Only to hear the buzzing as the Hitachi rests on your
clit. Your screams are all that are left. As I fuck you well after you pass
out. Only to wake you again and fuck your mouth. Slamming mu dick in your
throat making you gag and throat as I keep fucking your mouth over and over
again.
I touch your face as I
walk away. That is my slutty ass, whore of a cunt.
From the chocolatezeus collection 10/28/15 ©
Tuesday, October 27, 2015
Yesterday Ended Up Being a Good Day
I didn't have the things I want and need obviously. No, lil red or travel to a foreign country.
But I had a good day none the less. My cigar shop adventure was blessed with Adam bring in a short barreled rifle that you can get away with being classified as a hand gun. Now that is perfect. He said I would like it and I did. Perfect for home defense. That is when I realized how many retired law enforcement, current law enforcement, retired fire fighters, bomb squad and swat members that frequent the shop. The last place you want to rob. it is like a revolving arsenal going on there. lol Adam was picking at me because I would be the one that rolls up to the shop in an M1 abrams tank if I could. Talking about I am late so who are we killing today. LoL The adventures at the shop are priceless. I had my 8x80 JFR Lunatic and my big jug and enjoyed my cigar for 4 hours.
Tonight's laughing at Shorcake while remembering different episodes made me laugh. And of course how can you not laugh when she says that she knows that she is an asshole? lmao
Even the discussion with ranell about how stupid dating is, was enteraining. Even though she doesn't agree with too many things. After all she is a female. But dating is like fucking and not enjoying it at all most of the time. Females don't want to be out of their comfort zones and males have no choice but to take a leap of faith into the boiling witches cauldron. And the aspect of not wanting love, relationships or anything that may be seen as a focus or commitment is the norm for the modern age dating regime. So, either you play the game, fuck up everything or tell them "fuck you and all the bullshit that you claim."
Even a nap happened unexpectantly.
Some Gotham and Hell in a Cell to round out things. Yeah, I was entertained and asking wtf with things.
Well, now it is another day. I have written and posted a few things. Poetry, journal, blog entries and some other things.
I can say I was productive and still in shock about having a good day.
Sayonnara
But I had a good day none the less. My cigar shop adventure was blessed with Adam bring in a short barreled rifle that you can get away with being classified as a hand gun. Now that is perfect. He said I would like it and I did. Perfect for home defense. That is when I realized how many retired law enforcement, current law enforcement, retired fire fighters, bomb squad and swat members that frequent the shop. The last place you want to rob. it is like a revolving arsenal going on there. lol Adam was picking at me because I would be the one that rolls up to the shop in an M1 abrams tank if I could. Talking about I am late so who are we killing today. LoL The adventures at the shop are priceless. I had my 8x80 JFR Lunatic and my big jug and enjoyed my cigar for 4 hours.
Tonight's laughing at Shorcake while remembering different episodes made me laugh. And of course how can you not laugh when she says that she knows that she is an asshole? lmao
Even the discussion with ranell about how stupid dating is, was enteraining. Even though she doesn't agree with too many things. After all she is a female. But dating is like fucking and not enjoying it at all most of the time. Females don't want to be out of their comfort zones and males have no choice but to take a leap of faith into the boiling witches cauldron. And the aspect of not wanting love, relationships or anything that may be seen as a focus or commitment is the norm for the modern age dating regime. So, either you play the game, fuck up everything or tell them "fuck you and all the bullshit that you claim."
Even a nap happened unexpectantly.
Some Gotham and Hell in a Cell to round out things. Yeah, I was entertained and asking wtf with things.
Well, now it is another day. I have written and posted a few things. Poetry, journal, blog entries and some other things.
I can say I was productive and still in shock about having a good day.
Sayonnara
Reminiscing and Laughter Is Good For The Insane
So I am sitting up here talking to Shortcake about things.
Hell, I forgot how much of an adventure we actually had back then in a short period of time from the people we were dating and all of us together. All while I was with the thieving monkey bitch and she was with the male big booty judy. lol
I remember the four of us fucking in the adult theater on the top floor in the party room all to ourselves. Well, they fucked. Thieving monkey bitch was on her period so i got some head. Ate Shortcake and got head from her while thieving monkey bitch gave him head. And the infamous pole episode happened up there. Because there was a pole on the stage there along with couches all around the room and stuff with porn playing on a huge theater screen. But the pole episode was when they wanted both of us to get on the stage and dance on the pole. Yeah, the evil, insane, mean, motherfucker is not a bitch, so I didnt do that. But the male big booty judy did it. and they started talking about how round his ass was and smacking it. I was too through.
There was the times that the thieving monkey bitch would get rid of me and I would be going with Shortcake. (there seems to be a pattern with the monkeys when it comes to me) Hell, she reminded me how much I hung out with her or she hung out with me and the thieving monkey bitch. We have gone out eating, to the movies and all. lol damn same things I did with my fellow Road Warrior Ru Ru! *snicker*
Cracking up at her saying that she is just an "asshole" lol. And yeah she always had a mouth on her and says whatever. It was always funny with her semi tall, no ass having self.
Hell, she was the one that started the outstanding fuck fest weekend while the chick dirty red that I was seeing was at the so called female retreat fucking. After telling me how I shouldn't be doing anything all weekend. Hell, she told me and didn't even know she was helping me out. *singing* That is what friends are for. That first night after I dropped the dirty red monkey bitch off at the hotel I went to go eat with ranell and then my secret lover at the time came over to the girl I was staying at house. I fucked her real well. She left with a limp and twist. Saturday I met a pregnant chick for the first time. I tried to fuck her and make her go into labor. She wanted me to stop eating and fucking her because it was too intense. I was enjoying fucking my first preggo girl too much. so I left there and went out to eat again with ranell. Then came back to the house and fucked secret lover again for longer this time until she passed out twice. Pretty good fucking sessions with her even without her having big enough titties and ass. She was good to go. But then again school principals and teachers are some freaky good fucks.
So we are talking it up and reminiscing about our last time at 4th Street deli when I came up there for my wife's 2nd funeral. Still can't believe it has been that long. I thought I saw her one of the times I was in atl after that.
Anyway an asshole and the insane evil bastard are on their way to make your brain shake and quake while you are left in dismay.
lol...I needed a good laugh amid all of this thinking and dealing that I have to do.
Hell, I forgot how much of an adventure we actually had back then in a short period of time from the people we were dating and all of us together. All while I was with the thieving monkey bitch and she was with the male big booty judy. lol
I remember the four of us fucking in the adult theater on the top floor in the party room all to ourselves. Well, they fucked. Thieving monkey bitch was on her period so i got some head. Ate Shortcake and got head from her while thieving monkey bitch gave him head. And the infamous pole episode happened up there. Because there was a pole on the stage there along with couches all around the room and stuff with porn playing on a huge theater screen. But the pole episode was when they wanted both of us to get on the stage and dance on the pole. Yeah, the evil, insane, mean, motherfucker is not a bitch, so I didnt do that. But the male big booty judy did it. and they started talking about how round his ass was and smacking it. I was too through.
There was the times that the thieving monkey bitch would get rid of me and I would be going with Shortcake. (there seems to be a pattern with the monkeys when it comes to me) Hell, she reminded me how much I hung out with her or she hung out with me and the thieving monkey bitch. We have gone out eating, to the movies and all. lol damn same things I did with my fellow Road Warrior Ru Ru! *snicker*
Cracking up at her saying that she is just an "asshole" lol. And yeah she always had a mouth on her and says whatever. It was always funny with her semi tall, no ass having self.
Hell, she was the one that started the outstanding fuck fest weekend while the chick dirty red that I was seeing was at the so called female retreat fucking. After telling me how I shouldn't be doing anything all weekend. Hell, she told me and didn't even know she was helping me out. *singing* That is what friends are for. That first night after I dropped the dirty red monkey bitch off at the hotel I went to go eat with ranell and then my secret lover at the time came over to the girl I was staying at house. I fucked her real well. She left with a limp and twist. Saturday I met a pregnant chick for the first time. I tried to fuck her and make her go into labor. She wanted me to stop eating and fucking her because it was too intense. I was enjoying fucking my first preggo girl too much. so I left there and went out to eat again with ranell. Then came back to the house and fucked secret lover again for longer this time until she passed out twice. Pretty good fucking sessions with her even without her having big enough titties and ass. She was good to go. But then again school principals and teachers are some freaky good fucks.
So we are talking it up and reminiscing about our last time at 4th Street deli when I came up there for my wife's 2nd funeral. Still can't believe it has been that long. I thought I saw her one of the times I was in atl after that.
Anyway an asshole and the insane evil bastard are on their way to make your brain shake and quake while you are left in dismay.
lol...I needed a good laugh amid all of this thinking and dealing that I have to do.
Monday, October 26, 2015
Spoken Essence: Pantheon of Perpetual Pontification
Pantheon of Perpetual Pontification
This journey I take
I walk alone
I am always alone
Love, anger, rage
They make, create,
maintain
Me as this entity
Like Luke Skywalker
I am the nexus of
both
The Light and the
Dark
And their division
Is not that far apart
Recipient of the Ride
of the Valkyries
The Archangel is me
As I fight the inevitable
That battle is
Me
Within this cauldron
Stirred potency
As I am stirred by
destiny
Defecating on
mentalities
Laying waste to
conforming formalities
The bringer of chaos
reigns
As I pull the reigns
loose
Upon mentalities that
are
Stained with
petrified inability
Say hello the
Bad Guy
I will always remain
From the
chocolatezeus collection 10/26/15 ©
Here Upon My Throne In Hell
As I sit here with my armor on. Bloody, battered and dented.
Listening to Hozier's "Take me to church," Which has a whole different meaning to me.
I have already called Ru Ru for recognition, reassurance.
Flecks of humankind flicker around me and die.
Ramifications of carnage and decomposition remind.
Alone here in solitary confinement.
I am an archangel. I cannot hide.
Into the void I stare.
rolling memories of good times.
Give purchase at the peripheral of my mind's sight
My eyes and soul. Wide open.
Yet dead inside.
Make if someone just shocks a flat line.
I snicker and laugh.
give into my expressionless sigh.
Looking up at everyone. I grin
It's time
*FLAT LINE*
Listening to Hozier's "Take me to church," Which has a whole different meaning to me.
I have already called Ru Ru for recognition, reassurance.
Flecks of humankind flicker around me and die.
Ramifications of carnage and decomposition remind.
Alone here in solitary confinement.
I am an archangel. I cannot hide.
Into the void I stare.
rolling memories of good times.
Give purchase at the peripheral of my mind's sight
My eyes and soul. Wide open.
Yet dead inside.
Make if someone just shocks a flat line.
I snicker and laugh.
give into my expressionless sigh.
Looking up at everyone. I grin
It's time
*FLAT LINE*
Sunday, October 25, 2015
As the Lava Flows
I have spent the last week deep within the heart of the erupting volcano.
The conversations and disagreements that have had to be had. The emotional out pourings and counseling that occur.
The smoke billows off of me. And this time it is not from one of my cigars.
There was the discussion about me as a Dominant and destiny. My observation and listening interactions are key to developing understandings. Especially when you have someone like Lil Red to deal with. The concept of tailor made falls short in comparison. But that is part of learning and evolving. As a Dominant I can't copy and paste others applications or relationship solutions to my situation. And never have I tried to do that. I have and do take bits and pieces and apply in a way that will allow my dynamic to be better. For my submissive to be more comfortable and open. Where she will understand, feel and bathe in my possession of her fully.
And yes I see my submissive as mine in exclusivity. That is how it should be for me. Not fully available to everyone and anything. But as i learned from the experienced and my experiences. I still will provide those things that she wants to do, experience and try if I cannot do it for her properly. So this is not an exclusivity of selfish things. And it also doesn't mean that I am not happy to make it that you are only mine and mine alone happily.
There were the counseling sessions. And for the record I am not nor have I ever been a counselor or therapist professionally. I am dating one so there is absolutely no need to be. *lol* This is something I have done since I was in the 6th grade. For whatever reason females have felt comfortable enough to talk to me. Even though they feel that I am mean and are scared of arriving at the moment they will become the next monkey bitch inductee.
Talks about relationships past, future and present with the context of negated possibilities and defenses put up against everything. Here is where I am brutally honest and give positive advice even when it is not what they thought I would say or want to here. Because this is part of the archangel in me. I help them because I can. And because I have a duty.
Duty
Among all of my evilness and even the shrinking part of love in me. I remain dutiful unfortunately. I realized just how twisted and conflicted it is for me. When Lil Red brought forth the issues with the parental units. If my situation was different I would be a whole lot less involved in this. I would have already have washed my hands of it, but helped unfortunately in the end because it is my duty as much as I hate it. Those things that were learned through boy scouts and japanese culture remain instilled in me. I do the things that I hate because I am the only one that can. Auntie always says, "if it wasn't for you being smart enough to do and handle things as they make you out to be the bad guy. Then nothing would get done or happen without failing." I am the bad guy. That doesn't even bother me. It is the battle within because my wants versus my duty are polar opposite things.
Lil Red and I have had some deep discussions. From things about our relationship from the craziness of the teenage dream. In this year of us dating I have evolved and done things that I would have been like "fuck you mean" previously. This patience thing. This low terminal velocity. These are things new to me. But it has allowed our relationship to grow and change a bit. Of course I am going to have a hard time dealing. I am Captain Caveman with the really large ID. Ups and downs still she remains the ONE no matter what she thinks. And I had to adjust to future thoughts, thinking and planning to a very right angle degree. Yeah CD, this is the shit you did to me!
My stress remains unchanged. But I just no longer feel it as I did earlier this year. And it is not because I got my FIX of Lil Red, or the amount of smoking and drinking. Honestly I don't know why I no longer feel it. As lil red brought up about fears of my copings. It has become a constant buzz in my background with the billions of other things. It doesn't change me fixing everything as much as possible. But I wonder what is truly happening a tiny bit. Don't want another episode of my Hulk chronicle memories of activities.
Well, this was your journey into lava, heat and the Hell of me. I hope you enjoyed your ride and were entertained. Please remember to keep all of your body parts inside the ride until you return to the exit. We are not responsible for melted minds and body parts.
Lord Havoc...*Management and Owner*
The conversations and disagreements that have had to be had. The emotional out pourings and counseling that occur.
The smoke billows off of me. And this time it is not from one of my cigars.
There was the discussion about me as a Dominant and destiny. My observation and listening interactions are key to developing understandings. Especially when you have someone like Lil Red to deal with. The concept of tailor made falls short in comparison. But that is part of learning and evolving. As a Dominant I can't copy and paste others applications or relationship solutions to my situation. And never have I tried to do that. I have and do take bits and pieces and apply in a way that will allow my dynamic to be better. For my submissive to be more comfortable and open. Where she will understand, feel and bathe in my possession of her fully.
And yes I see my submissive as mine in exclusivity. That is how it should be for me. Not fully available to everyone and anything. But as i learned from the experienced and my experiences. I still will provide those things that she wants to do, experience and try if I cannot do it for her properly. So this is not an exclusivity of selfish things. And it also doesn't mean that I am not happy to make it that you are only mine and mine alone happily.
There were the counseling sessions. And for the record I am not nor have I ever been a counselor or therapist professionally. I am dating one so there is absolutely no need to be. *lol* This is something I have done since I was in the 6th grade. For whatever reason females have felt comfortable enough to talk to me. Even though they feel that I am mean and are scared of arriving at the moment they will become the next monkey bitch inductee.
Talks about relationships past, future and present with the context of negated possibilities and defenses put up against everything. Here is where I am brutally honest and give positive advice even when it is not what they thought I would say or want to here. Because this is part of the archangel in me. I help them because I can. And because I have a duty.
Duty
Among all of my evilness and even the shrinking part of love in me. I remain dutiful unfortunately. I realized just how twisted and conflicted it is for me. When Lil Red brought forth the issues with the parental units. If my situation was different I would be a whole lot less involved in this. I would have already have washed my hands of it, but helped unfortunately in the end because it is my duty as much as I hate it. Those things that were learned through boy scouts and japanese culture remain instilled in me. I do the things that I hate because I am the only one that can. Auntie always says, "if it wasn't for you being smart enough to do and handle things as they make you out to be the bad guy. Then nothing would get done or happen without failing." I am the bad guy. That doesn't even bother me. It is the battle within because my wants versus my duty are polar opposite things.
Lil Red and I have had some deep discussions. From things about our relationship from the craziness of the teenage dream. In this year of us dating I have evolved and done things that I would have been like "fuck you mean" previously. This patience thing. This low terminal velocity. These are things new to me. But it has allowed our relationship to grow and change a bit. Of course I am going to have a hard time dealing. I am Captain Caveman with the really large ID. Ups and downs still she remains the ONE no matter what she thinks. And I had to adjust to future thoughts, thinking and planning to a very right angle degree. Yeah CD, this is the shit you did to me!
My stress remains unchanged. But I just no longer feel it as I did earlier this year. And it is not because I got my FIX of Lil Red, or the amount of smoking and drinking. Honestly I don't know why I no longer feel it. As lil red brought up about fears of my copings. It has become a constant buzz in my background with the billions of other things. It doesn't change me fixing everything as much as possible. But I wonder what is truly happening a tiny bit. Don't want another episode of my Hulk chronicle memories of activities.
Well, this was your journey into lava, heat and the Hell of me. I hope you enjoyed your ride and were entertained. Please remember to keep all of your body parts inside the ride until you return to the exit. We are not responsible for melted minds and body parts.
Lord Havoc...*Management and Owner*
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