A spring poem

This is just something silly I wrote. You could say it is the second part to the one I did in December

Twas spring in the Claus household and Mrs. Claus has planned something new and bold. The workshop has been changed for a slightly different type of show so I have been told. You see after she gave all the elves a few days off for some well deserved rest. She went right to work to make a new love nest. She replaced all the bright red curtain with some made of black satin and lace. She can hardly wait to see the expression on her husband's cherry face. All the shiny bells, wrapping paper and bright ribbons and bows were all stashed away to make room for some new toys to be used in some kinky play. Oh what a grin Santa would of have if he only knew what his wife has planned for him today. All the hammers and nails, paint and sticks have been moved to make room for cuffs and clamps and a cage for a slave's dick. So after planning for weeks Mrs Claus will be giving her new slave Santa, permission to speak. So he can tell his friends how he got his new rosy red cheeks. Now with the help from an elf's wrench, Mrs Claus finished building Santa's new bondage bench.

Our sweet Mrs Claus then changes into her leather corset and heels. She also opens a new collar and leash, which she got for a steal,Then with a crack of her newly acquired whip, we finally get to meet Mistress Claus standing tall with a hand on her hip. Now as she waits for her slave to return home. Mistress Claus has one last trick for her big jolly nome. Knock knock at the door there is. Mrs. Claus opens it quickly because of this. For standing in the cold waits none other than New England's greatest Domme. One Mistress Cassidy who according to some is the best mistress with a dot com. She is there to help Mistress Claus remind Santa who will be in charge of his hairy sack and balls, and to assure that he won't be able to answer any calls. Then just as I'm about to take a drink of my pop I hear Santa enter his shop, where he loudly exclaim "Ho, ho, ho my god, mistresses please have mercy on my old cock." Which is then followed by a very loud CRACK!!!  that scared our slave out of his socks. Well by now I figure that old Santa is tightly gag and bound. So I take it upon myself to inform you that Santa doesn't want to be found, and in the days final light, I get to wish one and all a flogging Good Night.



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OMG! I had an erection.

Well finally I got my answer. Yes, you can get an erection from hypnoses if you have ED. Let me explain if I may. The prescription medication I take tends to be a little mean on the body when it comes to "Getting it Up" if you know what I mean. Well a year ago I started inquiring in hypnoses groups and with a few Dommes who's profile said they did erotic hypnoses. I asked the question "Can hypnoses give you an erection if you have erectile dysfunction?" I got a lot of response stating the obvious to talk to my doctor about my meds. But no one said yes or no to my question.

Now fast forward to Saturday night. Let's just say I was home for the evening alone. After watching some tv and writing some emails I decided to do some YouTube surfing while I was lying in bed. I started off with your run of the mill vanilla searches but somehow by just pressing on the link on the side of YouTube I eventually found myself staring at a list of hypnodomme recordings. As I was scanning through the list I came by one of my favorite Domina's. I used to view a lot of her recordings before discovering FetLife. I was going through the title on YouTube, but I had view most of them already. I was about to type in another search when I remembered that the Domina had recording on a site called Soundgasm. So, I looked it up and sure enough she was there, and she had tons of new recording I had not listen to before. I stopped on one that was about reinforcing some old triggers and adding new ones. I had not listened to Domina in a long time, so I was not sure what would happen.

As soon as the recording started Domina's sweet voice wrapped around me like a mother's embrace. I was all encompassed from the moment she said the first trigger "my sweet boy". After that I was hooked on every word that followed. I was calm, relaxed and at peace. I guess the best way to explain how I felt like is to remember back to Saturday morning cartoons and the Bugs Bunny show. You know those scenes were Sylvester the cat was hungry and when his nose picked up a delicious smell he would float in thin air towards the food. Well that is how I felt when listening to Domina's voice. I hung off each word she said. Then it happened, as Domina was introducing the trigger words "Slave" and "Sensual" I felt something for the first time in many years. That stir in your shorts as you feel your penis uncoil and reach for the sky. It did not grow to its full pulsing penis I remembered, but we got 80% of the way there. It was a wonderful thing to see, my shorts making a teepee once again.

As I listened to the recording I followed the direction and unfurled my shaft and started stroking. Slow at first and then gradually picking up the tempo until I was jerking away rapidly. I had that feeling of wanting as the pressure grew. Up and down, up and down my hand went building to that moment of release. But just as I was reaching the goal line I hear "We're home. Where are you?" and the sound of feet on the stairs climbing up towards my room. I did not have time to push myself those last few strokes to release. So, I rapidly removed my hand away from my pulsing, wanting and twitching penis. I quickly composed myself and pretended to be stirring from a deep sleep. As the door swung open and the light came on stealing the last hopes of a long overdue release. Now if that isn't the ultimate tease and denial. That erection had me though, it was all I could think about.

So later that evening after everyone was asleep I visited Domina's recordings again. In that time between shutting down my release and going back to online she had posted a new recording. So, I opted for the new piece. This one was about being a good obedient boy and there will be lots of edging and a ruined orgasm at the end. Even with the threat of a ruined orgasm, I went ahead and listened. Once again Domina's recorded voice had me rise to the occasion much the same as the first time. Once again, I followed the instruction as they were said and eventually building up to the edge once again. Sadly, at this point if I was submitting in real I would have been disobedient. As the recording was saying to hold the edge while you continued to stroke vigorously as I was counted down to the number two at which time I was to stop stroking and at one release, in effect ruining the orgasm. I did neither. First there was no way I would be able to hold on through Domina's torturous signature countdowns. Second it had been such a long time since I was able to have a true release I could not bring myself to ruin it. So, I had my moment of glory and one of shame too at having my release and not obeying the recording. I then clean myself up and went off to bed with a warm fuzzy feeling.

Regrettably since that evening I have tried to achieve another erection, but to no success. But do not despair, I was happy with the fact that I was able to get hard twice from a hypnotic recording and hold out faith it will happen again sometime in the future.

Bye

slave allan

Why are there so many scams

I just want to point out that I am disgusted. Why are there so many people in this world with their hands out looking for money? Now let's get one thing straight I am not referring to a prodomme who are legitimately trying to make a living and their upfront about their profession like my mistress when we first met. No, I am referring to these charlatans that claim to be something that they are not.
So a little history lesson. When I first discovered hypnodomme and BDSM. I joined an erotic hypnosis social media website. This is also before FetLife. Anyhow like any newbie, I was eager to be hypnotized by a Domme. So I approached this one profile and started talking about to what I thought was a hypnodomme. Soon we started chatting via email outside of the site. The next thing I know she is telling me part of my training is to join this website and create a slave profile. I will not name the site I do not want to cause any legal problems. But like I said I was new, eager and thinking with the wrong brain. Now once I signed up on the website she tells me I need to purchase a monthly membership so we can continue my training and to also be able to see my profile. Once again the wrong head was doing the thinking and I joined. You know what that was the last time the website was mentioned then the email that came next was an email saying that to receive my first task I needed to send a tribute of X amount of dollars. When I said that I could not afford that kind of money I got an offer of $200 and she would be my lifetime Mistress. Still thinking with the wrong head I set up a PayPal account like she said too. Thankfully the heavens were protecting me that evening and PayPal did not let the transaction go through siting some excuses. So I email my dream mistress telling her what was happening and how upset I was. The very next email was a request to wire the money to her. I never used a telegram before and wasn't about too. So I asked if we could wait until PayPal cleared the account. I did get a yes and was told to contact her when it had gone through. Well lucky for me PayPal didn't let any transactions through until I called and asked about it after this mistress move on. But before that happened we chatted a few times as we waited for the PayPal account to activate. During that time the head on my shoulders started to take over again. I started noticing the frequent spelling mistakes in the texting and the poor sentence structure and other nuances not related to social media own abbreviated spelling. I started wondering if I was talking to a real person or a computer and I still really don't know for sure. But I asked the question what was my original fetish that connected us up. The answer was so off base I was shocked and upset. So I stopped texting. Over the next couple of weeks, I don't know how many times I was contacted wondering about the tribute. Not asking anything else just where is the money. God bless I was thinking with the right head now and my newborn kitten eyes were now open. So a few week later when I had made contact with another Domme, and we got to the same part about starting a slave profile on the same website as the last encounter. This time I was ready and said that I already had a membership with the site so we could use it right away. The next email I received said something to the effect of to be my slave then you will have to join this website. With a completely different URL. I clicked the link and was led to another BDSM dating website. So I stop contacting that person right away. I still got messages for a while from that one asking for tribute too. I bring this up now for two reasons. One is to let other subs reading this know that not all prodommes are out to screw you. I have met a few good ones on FetLife like Mistress Cassidy. And I follow a nice voice on soundgasm by the name of Kinky Shibby. But you have to be forever on guard, and I will tell you why. A couple of weeks ago I get a message in my inbox from that website I mention. The one I was asked to buy a membership too. I never renew the membership and without one, you can't view profiles or use the email app. So when I saw a message from Mistress so and so from a neighboring city come in from a site I haven't visited in 10 months I had to laugh. I knew that I could not view messages without a  membership but I followed the link to the message center. It amused me when I was able to see a message asking to speak to me. Knowing full well that it was a scam I played along like you do when you lead on one of those overseas telemarketers and sent a message back with an email to contact me with. Sure enough, there was a message from a Domme introducing herself and such.  It didn't take long for the hand to come out though. The next message she told me how she was only looking for one slave and she was renovating her dungeon and my first task was to buy x,y,z from some adult store dealer without a website (warning warning) then in the same email she that she would be my online mistress. I politely countered by explaining that I could not afford to buy the toys and ask if she only wanted one slave and I was going to be long distance why do I need to buy these toys for a dungeon I will never see. Then I said I don't think I am the sub you are looking for because I could not afford the toy she wanted. Oh I forgot to mention she said to me that she wasn't a prodomme. She replied that she didn't want my wallet and sent a nice message and explained that she was visiting friends overseas the next morning. Three days  later I get a message from her stating she was assaulted and her purse was stolen and is in hospital. I knew where this was going I headed it off at the pass.  I expressed my concern and advised her to contact the embassy for help and then said goodbye. Two days later I get an email saying she emailed the embassy but had not received a reply yet and she was being released from the hospital the next day and since her purse was stolen she could not pay her bill and could I help her. I did not want to be a complete heel by not replying. So I responded apologizing that I did not have that kind of money and gave her the Government's 1 800 live operator switchboard so she could get help for citizens visiting in other countries. My two flags here were. Who in distress emails their embassy and who travel halfway across the planet without health insurance, Guess what since I sent that email I have not heard from her again, go figure. So anyone who reads this let others know to watch out for themselves. A lot of us submissives are finally finding a way to express ourselves online since our vanilla life would not understand our fetish's and that is truly sad. So have fun out there but remember think with the head on your shoulders and not with the one in your pants.

Bye.
slave allan

Just another post

Sadly there is little to write about. Mistress is off to build her business and has not been free to do any training. This I understand when you run a business regardless of what it is you're always looking for new clients. I am still reading through the femdom material on CollarNCuffs. They have some very interesting article that has heightened my understanding of femdom and I learn more every time I read something new. The stories are quite amusing as well. You know what they say "when the cat is away the mice will play. I have started the third chapter of my fictional story Club Surrender. Not sure when I will get it published. I need to research some blogs to get some first-hand experience from other folks who have actually engaged in the fetish club scene. I can easily make up some fantasy scenario of my own, but I still lack the hands-on feeling to make it feel authentic and not just something derived from watching porn clips. Let's find out what I can come up with right. A friend of my purchased a TENS unit for their pain management. I have been planning to get one that was app controlled so mistress could tease me with it. After trying my friends unit I now know I want one for my pain management and who knows I will try using the pulsing closer to my groin for fun. I only tried the TENS on a low setting on my arm. But I can see the attraction to a slave being tied all exposed so their owner can use their TENS to torture their slave. Not knowing and not able to stop the next onslaught of electrical pulse assaulting their body. I have to research the practice some more. I hate to say my mind keep playing with the idea of visiting a prodomme to experience a dungeon in real life. But that may land me in trouble. But the need for a first-hand experience of being dominated in real life still appeals to me. I also feel that since I suffer from a mobility problem that I should learn more about the scene and disability. How does a person serve their dominate when they can not get on their knees or stay standing more than a few minutes. I am sure there is a place for disabilities within the BDSM community.  So sorry no kinky task of torment this time, but when I do I will write about it here.

A slave must not forget things :)

Bye.
slave allan

Getting Educated

Another week has passed us by. We are on a steady forward march towards spring, even if it doesn't look that way as I peer out my window at the snowstorm engulfing my region.
Mistress has been busy lately and I have had little contact with her over this last week. But that has not kept me from learning more about femdom. I had mentioned in my last post that I found this new social website called CollarNCuffs. It is a site dedicated to the femdom lifestyle. I decided this time not to dive into meeting people and sending those cold call message asking random people to be friends. It is something I do not enjoy doing. So I am following some groups and doing a lot of listening and learning. As I was familiarizing myself with the site I discovered the "BDSM Study" section. What I found here is a great resource for us who are new to the scene and those who need to learn a little more about femdom like myself. I have started at the "For Beginners" and I am reading it now. I will write here again when I am finished and tell you about it. But being impatient I skimmed over the titles of other chapters. Like "How to meet a Domme". "How to act in a chatroom". "BDSM furniture". And the last one I checked was "How to use....." Plus there is a ton of other stuff to review. A person could spend weeks reading through all the course material. I personally have set aside 30 minutes each day to read a little more. If other times come available I will check the reading material out too. Sadly there does not appear to be a final exam though. I presume finding a dominant or a sub is the final test. Too bad I am not getting compensated for endorsing this site, but none the less it is worth a look-see for any hopeful sub looking for an owner. I know I will be following CollarNCuffs more.

I am not sure what my next post will be. I hope that my owner might provide me with new training to tell you about. Please check out the latest Question and Answer that she posted. So until next weekend.

Bye
slave allan

Finally, I completed it

  Well at long last I have finally had time alone to complete my punishment. Due to being sick, snow days, schedules and other things there was never any time to write out the lines in one sitting like Mistress Cassidy had asked me.
  Then on Wednesday, everything fell into place. For those of you that do not know what the punishment was for let me tell you. A while back I did a post introducing one of Mistress's other collared slaves. In the course of writing that blog, I misspelled the slave's name by typing the letter (d) instead of the letter (b) in his name. I can not deny it, it is a spelling mistake, and I am now held accountable for my spelling and face disciplinary action for not doing a better job of proofreading. For this infraction, I was sentenced to 100 lines of (I will pay more attention to my spelling when writing in my blog). That is 13 words per sentence, 100 times, for a total of 1 300 words. At the bottom of this blog, I am providing the proof of completion. I spent close to one hour and forty minutes completing this task. Of that time I spent 28 minutes wearing binder clamps on my nipples, (there are pictures blow too). Originally I was tasked to do the whole task, 100 lines wearing the clamps. Then thankfully Mistress showed me compassion and reduced the in clamp time on my nipples to 30 lines or 390 words.
  I had to do 10 lines in clamps, then 70 free of clamps, then the last 20 with the clamps back on. I also had instructions that if I was interrupted before completing 10 of the 20 lines. I would have to start the 20 lines over. Wouldn't you know it I had just completed the ninth line of the 20 when my phone rang. Now I do not know if I broke Mistress's rules, but I decided to ignore the phone until I completed lines 10 and 11 before checking the caller display on my phone. Thankfully it was not an important call, and I didn't have to spend extra time in clamps and writing extra lines. While writing the 70 lines it was like any punishment of doing lines when we were kids. Tired of writing the same thing over and over, sore hand and wrist, wanting to do something other than lines. Now the lines while wearing clamps was another thing. The pressure was distracting. I had to breathe deeply and fight back the urge to release, which was on me about 2 minutes after putting the clamps on. Mistress also gave me orders that I was not allowed to release. The feeling of the clamps also heightened the feeling of the lace panties I had on. Both contributed to the change in my handwriting on the last 20 lines. When all was said and done I don't know which was worse. My aching nipples or the pulsing in my groin and the urge to rub myself forcing a release. Which I refrain from doing because I did not want to be punished again for an unauthorized release. " Mistress I beg of you now in a public forum to please, please, please grant me permission to release."
  I guess I should be wrapping this post up and preparing my mind for whatever task comes next. I would like to thank Mistress for reducing the punishment in clamps to 30 lines. I will also confess that I do not think I would have been able to complete the 100 lines with clamps on in one sitting, I thank you very much, Mistress Cassidy for the reduction.

Bye
slave allan  

  

What to do when your sick of TV

This wasn't a great week to be a slave. I have been laid up with the flu. I
will not go into detail on it, I will just say using social media was not
high on the list of things to do. Even now I still don't feel great, but I
am sick of TV, and as Mistress Cassidy's slave I am not permitted to read any
erotic material, or view porn sites so I decided to write.

I am going to have to ask Mistress if I am allowed to follow a site called
Extreme Restraint University. I saw it listed in a Google search but I didn't go any
further not knowing if it falls outside of my permitted learning
criteria. I have managed to revisit CollarNCuffs. When my head is clearer I
will spend more time there. I still think it would be interesting to try
the chat rooms but until I am better. I did play one of their word games. I
even received 3 likes for my input. One is the site's owner. The
game is to name 3 items that you would buy at Walmart that would freak out
the cashier. My input was a sleep blindfold, rope, and a belt. If it was
five words. I would have added clothespin and candles. Although not mentioned,
I would assume they meant going to an adult cashier. Now that I am
feeling a little better I will be returning to CollarNCuffs soon. I also
have to get back to FetLife soon. At least I know my boundaries there as
Mistress's slave. It has been a couple of weeks since I have messaged my
friends. I am looking forward to reconnecting with Mistress's other
collared slave SubPaul60. He and I have been getting closer and I want to
see what he's been up to. Unlike me, an LDR slave, SubPaul60 gets to see
Mistress in person. Even though I don't know SubPaul60 in person. I
consider him a friend in my scene life. The poor fellow was required
to read many of my posts and ordered to leave comments. If anyone is
interested why not read them. He worked so hard at it that it would be ashamed if
I was the only one to see them. Then if you want to leave him a
comment, you can find him on FetLife under his username SubPaul60.

So some of you might be think "Ok slave, how can you be writing a blog?
Don't you have a punishment to complete?" The answer is "Yes I do". I did
have the time set aside to do the work last Thursday, but the flu had other
plans for me and writing was not one of them. Doing scene stuff is out on
weekends for obvious reasons. Then on Monday and Tuesday, I was blessed with
two snow days in a row. Have I not been tortured enough. Nope! Still not my
punishment right. Now, this morning, Wednesday the 24th, I felt stronger, so
I decided to edit the Q and A for Mistress's blog first. Please go check it
out at cassidycream.com. She will be publishing it soon. Which brings me
to now and why I am writing my blog, instead of sitting at the table with
clamps on my nipples, while I writing out a hundred lines. Simply put. I am
writing this as I sit in my doctor's office waiting room. Now correct me if I'm wrong,
but I don't think the office would approve of someone sitting in the office writing
lines and wearing nipple clamps. But then again I could be wrong. Even if it was
possible to write lines in that waiting room I couldn't do it. You see
my orders are quite clear write my lines with nipples in clamps and
wearing only panties. Plus Mistress wants it all done at one time. So
finding private time in a household of four is not always easy to
find to accomplish the task at hand. Tomorrow and Friday offers no
time either since I am going to be away from home both day. Then it's
the weekend again. I guess as a slave I will need to contact Mistress
for forgiveness for the delay.

Now all I need is to find time to edit and publish this. When that
will be is anyone's guess. But regardless of everything else, I have
to finish this up here. I am the next one in line to be called in.
So I better put my phone away and be ready for when they call me in.

Bye for now
slave allan