990 - 3

The remainder of the second evening was spent in domesticity before the fire.  

The next day, an arrangement had been made for him to meet the-boi, a well-known career slave whose acquaintance I wanted him to make, and who is now in service to a couple in here in Blackpool.  Given that the-boi  had been a slave for many years (he's now a ripe old 32!) and had had the experience of serving many masters, I wanted My boi to be in a position where he could ask for advice should it come to it in the future.  Several coffees were drunk, and it was felt that the meeting was rewarding.

990 in the first position.

990 in the second position

We returned home to try out some new positions using the leather arm restraints, and he was put in the stress positions shown.  I thought I'd make it a little more interesting by attaching a loudly ticking clock, the idea being that he'd be aware of the passage of time, but this was not as successful as I'd hoped.  The positions were a good start, and will be developed further.

While he was stretched out, I contacted  729 and made arrangements for them to spend the evening together.  It was suggested that a scene be arranged, but that was vetoed because of the planning requirement - and anyway,  as the weekend had now been extended by a day, I wanted to spend the last evening with 990.  I showed him the tram, and explained how to meet the other slave, and then left them to their own devices.  he was required to return by midnight, and so I went out for a good meal and returned to spend some time in front of the fire.  he returned in good time, and so was able to be used as a footstool and also have some cbt practised on him.  It was at this juncture that it was apparent that more training would be required in some respects, but the boi performed very well before being put to bed.

The last day was always going to be slow and lazy, except that he was up and about before Me, making and fetching Me coffee before being invited up into My bed.  I'd intended to do some boatwork, but there were things that needed doing.  he had to provide pictures for his keyholder, and so we spent some time doing that, as well as buying hardware for the boat.  The rain had started, so I cancelled all the workplans and took him for fish and chips.

he paid.

Before long, I had unlocked the collar, and he waved from inside the train as it took him away from Me.

I am very happy that I met this boi, and like him very much.  So let's see what the future brings.

990 - 2

990 making friends with the other owned property in the house, in this case FatCat.

After having had the experience of owning a slave, I wanted 990 to have the experience of being an owned slave.  So, after collaring him on arrival - and letting him watch as his chain was cut to fit while he stood naked in My workshop to emphasise the personal nature of this relationship, I let him be: I let him exist as an owned boi in the domain and service of his Master.

All the usual rules were in force: no funiture, asking permission, no money, no communications with the outside world, being naked, and so on.  Food was made and eaten - having had no experience of this boi's domestic ability, I cooked and he cleaned up after, and then I set to finishing the slave space.  Much of the first night was about setting the scene and establishing what was to become a positive outcome, and I had him write a list of objectives that he wanted to achieve from this "weekend".  I was pleased to see how our objectives aligned.

The boi settled in quite quickly, showing evidence of previous training and also a desire to surrender to My control.  I used the first evening essentially as a negotiation of what degree of control would be exercised.  I am, I think, a very reasonable Master, and I wanted this boi to enjoy his servitude.  We discussed some of the things he'd like to try, and I decided to implement some of them.  We agreed that there was a significant difference between the fantasy and the reality, and so some sort of middle ground was going to be trod.

The bedding was made at the foot of the bed, and the slave and his Master settled in for the first night.

The slave had been instructed on how the coffee was to be made, and once he was woken the next morning, it only took eight minutes for him to realise his duty and then he was up and away, groggily getting to his feet and going downstairs, returning a short while later with a brew.  I invited him into My bed.  If 325 is reading this, he'll relate.

The slave was shown the boat, and some painting was done.  he behaved well when colleagues and other boatowners popped their heads into the shed to chat, continuing with his assigned task, not interfering with the business of his Master and  the Free Men.  he needed to be corrected once or twice, to be shown exactly what needed to be done, but on the whole, he performed well, to My entire satisfaction.

The work at the boat had to come to a rapid halt, because I had arranged a scene with 729 for that day.  It had come about because I'd previously arranged to meet the sub tim, but due to a communications and timing gremlin (the timing being My fault entirely) it seemed unlikely to happen, so I called up 729 to serve and give the boi the experience of serving with another slave.  We fetched 729 from the rendezvous, and I was very happy to see that they were going to get along just fine!  They both became naked once indoors, and suddenly bois were doing things at My command.  I was also able to observe the differences between the bois' characters, and to see how well-trained 729 was when compared to 990.  One of the lessons that 990 needs to learn is to be neat and tidy, and he had already been introduced to the punishment paddle.  It hurts. And it works on the one, two, three principle.

In position for playing "Battleships"

The bois were put into the slave space, and there made up some peg zippers which I wanted to use on 729.  I had decided to play "Battleships" with them, each boi being gridded and calling out a grid reference which would be used to identify a location to peg on the other.  They were secured on the deck back-to-back, arms and ankles secured - the former being suspended from the pergola arrangement.  What made this game special is that the bois' fun could easily be overheard by the neighbours, but I think that these thoughts were soon the least of their immediate concerns.

After some fun with pegs, they were led inside and taken to the sofa where 990 experienced something new - which he discovered he did not really like, but I think that he could be trained to enjoy given time and patience.  he had already found the very real difference between fun and fact that morning when we woke up, so here too was another little Rubicon.

729 and 990 chained in the slave space, afterwards.

729 was allowed to cum so that 990 could learn, and soon both bois were left to come down together in the slave space.  990 is under a strict chastity control, so he had merely been edged and kept firmly from a sticky end.

990 was given some time off and a task to do, while I took 729 home.  I returned home to find the task done, and tea rounded off the evening, followed by domestic time in front of the telly.  The fire was lit, and a snug evening in the stove's warm glow followed.

Reviewing the day's events, he reported that he'd very much enjoyed meeting and serving with 729.  It had been a day of new things, starting with the first piss of the day, ending with the domesticity of the hearth, in which had been included the paddle, the bouzouki, the cats, the boat, and the mundane, everyday life of service to his Master.  The slave had performed well, and I was very pleased with him, indeed.

990 - 1

As previously reported in this blog, I had made contact with a slave from Scotland who was interested in coming down for a (virtual) weekend, by which I mean Tuesday through Thursday rather than the more conventional Friday through Sunday.

I was not quite sure of how to take the Scot.  his slave number ends in 990, and as I do with all the bois, he has become that.  We hadn't really spoken as much as I had with others, nor as in depth, but as My leave was ending soon and spare, uncluttered time to meet was going to be in short supply, I decided to invite him down.  Timing was, as ever, fraught - I had not finished the slave space beneath the stairs - the cell - yet, and so it looked like another race to get things done before the boi arrived - echoes of 729 and the rush to build the bondage chair spring to mind.  The space was made ready, the door hung - and taken off to do some last-minute planing so that it would be able to yawn open invitingly - and rehung and replaned before being finally hung again (obviously this is the most well-hung cell door in the area) and left in place so that it could be leaned upon and admired. 

The boi arrived the next day, which coincided with G's almost spiral into depression - so My attention was stretched in all directions while trying to prepare for 990's arrival.  Fortunately I was able to arrange matters so that some housework could be done, G attended to and comforted and set on the right road, money extracted from an unwilling machine, to be at the railway station in time.  I was not there long before his train hove into sight, and soon I was walking next to this really gorgeous and strikingly thoroughly nice man.  he looked much better than the photograph he'd sent, and so I found Myself sneaking surreptitious glances at this slave, admiring his beauty.

As is always the case, I took him to a nearby coffee shop for both of us to appraise each other and to decide whether he was going to return to Fleetwood with Me, or to Edinburgh by the next train.  he'd already indicated that he was not going back just yet, but I wanted him to have the opportunity.  It was a beautiful, sunny afternoon, blue skies punctuated with fair weather cumuloform clouds, and we drank in the sunshine at the table abutting the churchyard, making conversation.

The drive to Fleetwood was complemented by more of a mobile interrogation rather than the scenic commentary that usually expands the journey.  This was because we'd not really spoken, and also because I wanted to know what he thought about voluntary servitude and everything associated with it.  We returned to the house, he undressed,  was measured for a chain collar, knelt at My feet, was collared, and the "weekend" began.

Back under control

I have been enjoying the rocketing viewing figures of this blog.  It has done My ego much in the way of gladness, and of course, I now am curious as to who is actually looking at My search for a slave.  So I have decided to reinstate the control that was here previously, and I have now made it clear to people looking at My profile on recon or slaveboys that the blog exists, but that any interested reader will have to ask for permission to view.  This allows Me to see who is interested in things bdsm, and also to exercise some control over it.

Yesterday I drove into Cleveleys via the College to collect some mail.  The College is just over a mile from where I live, and I was surprised to see how tired I was. By the time I'd snapped at the irritating Stephanie at the reception desk and made My way to Cleveleys, I was quite exhausted. I've had general anaesthetic before, but I don't remember it being this draining.  After an interesting evening chatting to slaves, I slept quite well, being able to breathe a little more normally.  And so this morning, I am in a better mood than I have been in for most of this week.  I feel a lot better, and am very glad to be on the road to recovery.

One of the things that cropped up in the discussion with the midlands potential last night was the question, "what had I learned from My experience with 325?"  I think that it can be summed up in the phrase "closer control".  The next owned live-in slave is going to have a stricter regime of control to follow, and in order to make sure that he is not prone to temptation, is going to be locked in chastity except for his cumday - or if I want him to cum on any other day.  325 left a trail of tantalising hints in his profile and in comments to friends as to why he left, and I have taken not of these fragments.  I know he was homesick, and I know that there was an element of miscommunication, but I also think that he was led into temptation and was disobedient, which tipped the scale for him, especially after our discussion about obedience.

So, for bois living onsite the timetable mentioned previously in this blog will have effect.   There will be a time that I expect the slave to have brought coffee to My bedside, and be ready to start the work for the day.  I will expect the boi to set the coffee down, and then kneel present until he has been given permission to carry on.  The day's work will have been discussed beforehand, so that the boi knows what it is I want him to do.  Just as with 325, I will expect the boi to cycle or walk to the College, bringing Me My lunch.  I will expect the evening meal to be ready in time for My return.  The boi's usual programme will be domestic in nature for the first month, and then will be split between some sort of revenue generation and domestic duties.  The exact level of control will depend on the needs of the boi, but control will be extended to the following areas: dress, behaviour, money, work, recreation, learning, internet and electronic media.  While under contract, the first month will be a month of basic training, like in the military, where the fundamentals of living with Me are learned.  After that period, the boi should not need micromanaging, but he will not be free to do what he wants.  The object of the voluntary servitude is that he surrenders control, after all.

There is a danger that the pendulum swings too far to the other side, the side of harshness and control.  This must not be allowed to happen, and in order to ensure that it does not, there must be open and frank communication at specified periods between Master and slave.  While this was tried with 325, I was at fault in assuming that everything was well and not making sure that this formal communication took place.  This will not happen with the next slave.  The new boi will be tasked with making sure that he reminds Me of our weekly communications session, and that he has prepared a list of things to raise with Me.  I believe that open and honest communications are fundamental to a successful Master/slave relationship.  Also, the boi will maintain a journal for My inspection so that I can see what is happening in the slave mind.

A contract will be signed.

It is My intention that the internal servitude is reinforced and encouraged by these external props.  As I am now looking at the local sub to serve on a weekly basis, the London sub to come up every so often, and also the possibility of the midlands slave and the Scot, the management of the household will become quite intense.  One is never sure whether the ownership will become a reality - as readers to this blog will have noticed by now - but in order to maximise My opportunities for succcess, I need to have several slaves being tested for ownership simultaneously.  Ideally, I'd like to have a fulltime houseboi and visiting owned property, but if it develops to two living in bois and visitors, that is equally fine.  It will all come together in the end.

Finally! A chat with a slave I have had My eye on for a long time!

Today I made contact with someone whose profile I have been admiring for quite a while.  he has been ignoring My attempts at contact, and I am pleased to say that I feel that a worthwhile conversation was had with this potential slave.  he is from the midlands, and he has a physique that I am very much attracted to.  What has attracted Me in the past is not only his physique, but also the sentiments expressed on his profile.

Like Me, he is not one for roleplay.  This is what attracted Me in the first place.  So many profiles are of people who state unequivocally what they want, but so few actually say that they want real life, not roleplay.  I don't maintain a role very well.  As a former shipmaster and a leader of men, I am a dominant person - I don't need to pretend to be one for a period of time.  As a leader, I am very much conscious of how My subordinates are, and  I am always wanting to know what they are thinking and how they are experiencing things.  Some consider this a sign of weakness; I consider it a useful management tool.

This boi has set out the things that he wants from a Master in his profile, and I am pleased to see that our interests align.  I am slightly outside what he considers his maximum in terms of age, but that is usually an arbitrary figure.  he is 26, older than 325 is, and I think he'll make a great slave.  I have asked him to read this blog so that he has a full picture of Me, and of course what I want in a boi, and also what My thoughts on voluntary servitude are.  There are times, as I said in yesterday's blog, when I wished I'd been more assiduous at documenting things in this blog!

Nevertheless, I am happy that today has not been a wasted day.  I have chatted to My sub tim, gave him the pleasure of a cam wank, chatted to this new boi, and also chatted to the Scottish boi I intend to lock in chastity.  And on that note, the Scot phoned Me today, and so we had a bit of a chat about his ownership too.  he is being prepared for ownership as well, and so I might well have a fuller household of slaves sooner than I expected.  Certainly, I want to have a stable and listening to what each of the bois is saying, I don't think that this will be problematic.  The sub has wanted to do serve together with a slave, so when I see the Scot next week, the sub will attend, and then I'll use them together.  I have decided that the Scot will cum before being locked up again, and so intend to use the sub to get him in a shooting mood.

The new midlands boi has professed an interest in being kept locked up, which is just as well as I am reconfiguring the slave space beneath the stairs to a more suitable space.  I have bought a lock for the outer door, and next week will build an inner door which will be the cell door.  The outer door will be kept locked when the house has vanilla visitors (or the lodger is about), and so it becomes a discreet space.  I have been asked before about keeping a boi captive when there are others in the house, and this might well be a fun thing to do: keeping a slave prisoner, naked and chained in the space, while entertaining vanilla friends, for example.  There are two candidates for this already: chris in London, and the new boi dave.

I explained to him some of the features of what I consider to be part of the control of slaves, eg dress, the owned tee shirt, etc.  he seemed to like it, and so I am looking forward to seeing where this goes with him.  he has had some two weeks as an owned slave, and so I am keen to build on that.

Recovering

I have just had My first shower after the operation - it was wonderful, cleansing, a new beginning, almost!  I am still a little bunged up, and normal sleep is not quite possible yet.  I find Myself waking up during the night, or not being able to drop off as easily as I'd like.  I am now in bed, enjoying the clean warmth of the shower, and admiring the number of hits since I made this an open blog.  Hubris?  Perhaps, yes - but encouraging in a way.  Encouraging in that in addition to what is listed on the Recon and Slaveboys profiles, there are more potential bois out there reading My experience of finding a suitable slave, and finding more about how I really am than a profile could.

The wonderful thing about a journal such as this is that it is a record, and as such shows how little or how much one develops over the course of several years.  It is a double-edged sword; it could easily be used against Me, it could easily turn bois away - but I think that the potential benefits outweigh the negative aspects.

Of course, in order for this to be an effective tool, I realise that I need to be more disciplined at keeping it up - I look back to the experience with 325 and wish I had documented more effectively the relationship that I enjoyed with him - and I did enjoy that relationship very much.  There were many positive aspects to it, and even now I prefer the way that he arranged the kitchen to the less than ordered way in which it had been kept before he came.  And of course I still can't find things, but that's ok, it gives Me something to moan about, and makes cooking interesting, especially when things are on the verge of cremation.

Just what I need: more stress.

I find that I tend to blog when I am on leave; like now.  It is also now that I tend to be looking for suitable company, and I spend long hours on sites looking for a boi.  I have re-established My relationship with both 729 and 755 (you know who you are) and I intend using both again.  I have invited 755 up for a visit, and 729 has expressed a wish to be used before he leaves for London.  Tomorrow I am expecting to use tim, although I am not yet fully recovered.  I anticipate that, as a first meeting, it will be a gentle evening, a time to get to know him better, and also for him to just be a slave in the right context, rather than anything serious.  I am hoping to develop a long and fruitful relationship with this boi, and will document it as the weeks progress.

I have also been watching a boi on recon whom I like very much.  I think he'll be the perfect slave, but he has issues to address first.  he is bright, has a real desire and a need to serve, and I think he'll make an excellent houseboi as well as captive crew for the boat, but as usual, only time will tell.

I experience My recovery in much better humour and with more optimism than I had before.  I am looking forward to seeing what the rest of the leave period brings, whether things develop with 990, how chris in London works out, and indeed what the future brings!

So, bring it on!  

Time to Move On - Aluta continua

So, the time has come to move on.  I am now actively seeking a replacement for 325, and there are several bois on the radar.  There is a really nice looking and sounding boi in Edinburgh whose number is 990, and who wants to be a full time slave, so I am hoping to interview him soon.

There is also tim, the sub nearby, who wants sessions, which I am happy to provide, as well as another boi in London who is interested in similar, with a view to maybe perhaps extending it depending on what happens.  I am mindful that all of these people are very much out there, and they are not in the bag, so to speak.  But, aluta continua, as the saying goes.

The more I self-examine what went wrong with robbie, the more I realise that I don't actually know.  There were lots of factors, and when I chat with the boi, it seems inevitable to Me that the first lifestyle relationship is bound to fail; the analogy that he gave was someone getting his driving license and taking to the road for the first time.  Certainly, the five weeks with robert were great, and I really loved owning a slave.  Next time, things will be a little different.  There will be more control in the slave's life, and there will be more affirmation that the slave is his Master's property.  There will be a more rigorously defined timetable for the slave to follow, and there will be a greater element of ritual.

I have also decided to make this an open blog, mainly because it is not likely to hurt G any more, and also because it gives a warts-and-all impression of My search and also of Me, as complimentary or not as it might seem.  G was comfortable with robert, and knows that the love he and I have is stronger than ever, and that My love and affection for My slave(s) is not really a threat. 

So, what am I now looking for in a slave?

Much the same, really.  he must be real: intelligent, have a need to serve, articulate, be attractive to Me, be willing to follow the path, be happy to do the many menial tasks slaves must do, be happy to learn to sail, be good with his hands - or be willing to be trained to be, be capable of introspection and communication, be willing to have marks and piercings, possibly circumcision if his foreskin is tight, be willing to be kept in chastity, be a good help around the house, be completely subservient and mindful of My needs and desires.  In essence, he must want to be a lifestyle slave with all that goes with it.  I will consider bois up to 40, but then the boi needs to be physically attractive to Me as well as dedicated.  The difficulty with this is always going to be the human dynamics, but I am open to seeing how things go.  

So many difficult things to be.  But if the line is not in the water, the fish are not going to be caught.

 I have been spending time with the boi (http://www.the-boi.co.uk) and a friendship is growing with him.  I have offered him a space here in this house as a means of addressing his problem with his masters in Blackpool, but so far things seem to have sorted themselves out.  I am now in the process of recovering from My sinus operation, which I had yesterday, and so must get on with the business of converting the slave space under the stairs.  I have already bought a lock for the door, and must start work on the inner door and fittings.  

The lodger is due to return in mid September, and if there is a permanent slave in the house, then that is where he is going to have to use as his place when not at the foot of My bed.  325 has left a lot of stuff, most of which is going to have to go in the roof, but sooner or later I am going to have to send his gear to Master James in Cornwall or to somewhere in Lincoln, but that is a bridge I will cross later.

So, I am now ready to take on a new slave.