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May 18th, 2010

A few things have been sticking in my craw lately, so I’m going to share them all with you, my lovely readers. Have fun.

  1. Littles. This shit drives me fucking nuts. If you want to act like a 4 year old in your house/relationship, hey whatever, knock yourself out. I’ll keep my opinions of how stupid you sound and look and act to my Owner and I. But when you go onto public forums that don’t involve “littlespeak or littleacts”, keep that shit to yourself! Don’t be subjecting me, non-consensually, to your stupid-ass role playing. It’s “with”, not “wif”. It’s “doggie”, not “goggie”. If my actual 4-year old son talked like you “littles” talk, he’d be in speech therapy post-haste. If he behaved like you littles behave, he’d be sitting in the corner learning how to interact with the rest of the world properly. I come onto adult forums to discuss adult topics with adults. Do you get the main point in that last sentence? Adult. So if you want to type like a brain-damaged preschooler, why the fuck are you on a sex-themed adult orientated website?!Which one is it: are you an adult who likes to sound like a kid who’s mom drank way too much, or are you a 4 year old who is somewhere they shouldn’t be? My 4 year old doesn’t get to use the computer. He sure as hell doesn’t get to go to websites with naked men and women splashed around.Β  You want to talk and act like that? Go to a littles board. Don’t be dragging the rest of the adults into that babyshit when you are on regular fora. Dont like that? Go eat your fucking crayons and piss your diapers.
  2. My neighbor seems to think that it is perfectly fine to lie and receive benefits form the state, because, well, the immigrant Mexicans get so much for doing nothing. Also, she doesn’t believe this is a racist statement, because, well, it’s true, she says. She is oblivious to how much of a dumbass she is. She seems to believe that because she is white, she is somehow more deserving of the state assistance than those damned Mexican immigrants she’s always bitching about. She whinges on about how she is getting her food stamps cut off because her man returned to work after a scheduled lay-off, I’m mumbling uninterested grunts in response, then she starts rambling on about the shit she bought at an auction for her kids, who have so much shit already that you literally can not take two steps in their rooms without stepping on or running into toys. Or the horse they bought. Or the big-screen tv. It’s a clue, you stupid white-trash racist bitch. Get one.
  3. Being fat doesn’t mean I have “issues”. I had issues, and they had a great deal to do with the weight I put on over 5 years ago.Β  I’m still overweight, now that the issues are dealt with, and I’m slowly getting back down to where I should be. It takes a lot of fucking hard work and dedication to lose weight that’s been stuck to you for 5 years. Medications can really pack a wallop on the scale, especially that hard-core anti-psychotic shit. So can the Depo shot. I had both. On top of that, they had me on a sedative, which is not conducive to getting up on a treadmill to keep the other drugs from weighing me down. Now that I am not on them, it will take me a few more years to undo the effects. Don’t dismiss my hard work and effort by lumping it all on a case of not enough determination or honor for my Owner. That isn’t it, not by a long shot. Anyone who wants to judge me by my weight now is free to see me again in 5 years, when I’m back to a fighting weight and would happily kick your ass. At least it won’t hurt as much then, as it would now, with my extra 80 lbs of weight behind each kick and punch.
  4. What is with people on the ‘net trying to dictate what my Owner should find pleasing in His slave? I keep stumbling across shit like “a slave should be seen and not heard” or “a slave should be graceful, demure and soft, an example rare of the feminine flowering self”. Or my personal favorite, exhorting slaves to “let the Man do the hard work, and relegate yourself to the feminine domain; taking the trash out, yard work and the likes do not enhance your women’s mystique. These are things best suited for men. Do not challenge His ability to do so without help, for you may be unwittingly challenging His manliness.” I’m just going to say this: If my ability to drive a tractor, run a rototiller, haul wood and water or wrangle animals threatens His manliness, that’s His issue, not mine. And we would definitely not be a good pairing. This is the fucking country. We can’t afford to discount my ability to assist Him out on the grounds just to maintain what some jackass and his melting slave of submission feel real slaves should look and act like. The Man demands that I be able and ready to help out on physically demanding jobs from time to time. It’s what He wants in a slave. A female slave. He finds the concept of my strength and willingness to work appealing, just as He can appreciate when I’m dressed in a skirt and heels, makeup and hair carefully coiffed. I’d posit that an owner who finds a slave who works hard and has a certain hardness of the personality so horrifying and unpalatable take a good look at why he needs a weak-willed stuffed doll of a slave to make him feel good about his masterliness. I am a workhorse slave. I work for Him as He sees fit, and He finds pleasure in me being by His side doing something demanding and tiring. He finds pride in seeing me able to do typically masculine manual tasks that would have never occurred to me to try. I can schmooze and charm at parties, I can carry myself with dignity at dinners, I can fuck like the best of ’em in bed, and I can go get the whatzit from the toolbox or chain up a deadfall the way He wants it. I dare you to tell Him I am doing it wrong.
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  1. May 18th, 2010 at 20:58 | #1

    I love how idiots talk about how women should go back to like they once were and do the feminine stuff like cooking and cleaning. “Leave the manly stuff to the men” Uh last I checked the WOMAN was the one hauling wood and chopping chickens and gardening and tilling and everything in the 1800’s. The men were dealing with cattle and horses and stuff but women had to pull their weight. Much of the chores back then were SERIOUS business. Obviously they didn’t have the luxury of microwave ovens and auto-drip coffee makers. Let alone steam cleaners, washing machines and pre butchered meats packed up all nice and neat.
    We belong in the kitchen doing dainty work huh? Then shell out the millions it’s going to cost to hire maids to do our “dirty work” oh but guess what, they’re probably women too. Lol.

  2. May 19th, 2010 at 07:18 | #2

    Oiy, don’t get me started on Depo. The Dr. I had refused to believe that the 80 lbs I gained over the course of 3 years had nothing to do with the pill. He only removed me from the shot after my pleading and my dangerous high blood pressure. I’m still carrying that weight too. *grumble*

  3. Vieux
    May 19th, 2010 at 15:21 | #3

    I like how you don’t want to be judged yet you seem pretty hateful and judging on those of us who have littles. I don’t like some of the things that you do, but I’m not going to sit here and say that you sound like you’re “brain-damaged” or other things like you said.

    Don’t judge if you don’t want to be judged. Why be so hateful? Your first paragraph has completely turned me off of reading anything that you post any further than this. Unless you decide to be more accepting and not berate us for the way our littles speak sometimes, then we’ll see.

    Want to play that game? Let’s do it, sister. I’ve got all summer.

  4. Vieux
    May 19th, 2010 at 15:25 | #4

    And I’m sure you think it’s adorable when your kid mispronounces something. Oh wait, but that’s the child that came from you. We’re different because we have a little persona. And I’m sure you don’t tell your kids that they sound brain damaged when they speak.

    Check yourself, honey. You may want to look in the tolerance mirror before you choose to open your mouth again.

  5. May 19th, 2010 at 16:12 | #5

    @Vieux
    Personally I think this post could’ve been worded a bit differently, and had it been it could’ve opened an avenue for discussion that could address some good points.

    Age play, or “littles”, is a hard limit for many people. We’re not talking about whether you like to dress up in a furry costume or if you like to be cut during sex, we’re talking about something that many feel is akin to playacting pedophilia.

    I have some experience with age play, and I don’t agree (that it’s akin to playacting pedophilia), but this is a topic that’s seriously morally objectionable to many.

    That’s why most sites (chat or forum), if they cater to that, will have a separate section. It can be extremely distracting, in an adult forum or chat room, to have a serious discussion with someone acting like they’re aged 7, or even 12. Let’s face it, those of us who have kids wouldn’t have an adult conversation in front of our children like that, and might feel very uncomfortable with someone acting as if they’re a child in an adult setting.

    I can’t say that I don’t understand your reaction, because I really do. But you’re being just as intolerant of her as she is of you. (Just call me Dr Seuss, because I just rhymed on cue!)

  6. May 19th, 2010 at 16:13 | #6

    Oh, and as for being fat, in the words of Denny Crane (William Shatner in Boston Legal), “I like me some chubby sex!”

  7. May 19th, 2010 at 16:22 | #7

    @Melen

    LMFAO!!!

  8. Vieux
    May 19th, 2010 at 22:47 | #8

    I’m not saying that littles should post in adult forums. I don’t agree with that. BUT to say that we sound “brain damaged” is just plain offensive to me. I dated a guy who was brain-damaged and I know the speech barriers he had to cross to properly communicate with me.

    We’re all intolerant of things. Not saying you’re not entitled to your opinions, but geez louise. Word choice could have been better.

  9. alwaysHistora
    May 20th, 2010 at 07:42 | #9

    @ariia
    Lol, yes, those “barefoot, pregnant and in the kitchen” guys can be quite amusing when it is pointed out that, like you said, women “in the past” were not delicately melting flowers of femininity. They have this romantic image of a lithe, demure woman puttering around in the kitchen, gently washing clothes…*snort*. My Grandmother would not have considered much of her farm chores as a young woman “feminine”. πŸ™‚

    @lunaKM
    Aren’t Drs just wonderful about that whole “this pill=weight gain of epic proportion” problem?

    @Melen
    Yes, Melen, you are right that I could have worded it better to open communication. I will take that into thought when posting in the future. I guess next time I rant I will make it clear ahead of time that my rants are bound to piss people off! πŸ˜€ Also, N and I love the Denny Crane quote…BL was the shiznit.

    @Vieux
    I believe that your comments speak for themselves.

  10. May 22nd, 2010 at 17:42 | #10

    This: ‘If my ability to drive a tractor, run a rototiller, haul wood and water or wrangle animals threatens His manliness, that’s His issue, not mine.’

    and this: ‘He finds pleasure in me being by His side doing something demanding and tiring. He finds pride in seeing me able to do typically masculine manual tasks that would have never occurred to me to try. I can schmooze and charm at parties, I can carry myself with dignity at dinners, I can fuck like the best of β€˜em in bed, and I can go get the whatzit from the toolbox or chain up a deadfall the way He wants it. I dare you to tell Him I am doing it wrong.’

    Are beautiful things! My husband feels the same way- he is proud of the hard work I do, my self-sufficiency and my ability to handle myself. He likes knowing that it’s done right the first time and doesn’t have to come behind me to fix half assed attempts or come running when I whine because I jammed a finger (mainly because I’m not whining, I’m cussing because that shit hurts! :D)

    • alwaysHistora
      May 23rd, 2010 at 19:08 | #11

      Lol Angel, yeah, I’m not the most lady-like or slave-like after I’ve hut myself. I’d make a sailor blush if it’s really bad. πŸ˜€

      Glad that your Master is proud of you being you. Isn’t it wonderful when we stop living up to others’ expectations and live simply up to His instead?

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