It has been a little while since last posting, and the usual vast torrent of water has passed beneath the bridge.
755 had been in contact, and one of the things he'd said in response to My still not finding a slave really struck a chord: "you are too nice". I have spent some time in reflection; it is not often that epiphanies happen, so sometimes One must stop and take stock.
I have reviewed the bois that I have used and My own relationship with 325, and, on the face of it I think that 755 has hit the nail on the head. Most people out there don't want to be securely owned, they want to be harshly owned. My needs and lifestyle are both simple and complex. I require a boi who wants to be controlled, but who is also capable of independence within set parameters; a boi who is low maintenance but who is instantly available on request. I have made the point before that owning a slave is like owning a human pet, but with the added va-va-voom that a slave brings to the household. Fancy training the cat to sweep the floor and suck your cock! That is not really a goer, is it?
Generally speaking, I have been very lucky with the bois I have had the opportunity to number and to use. They have been, without exception, nice people whose company and service I have enjoyed. I was devastated when 325 left, and his departure from My service made Me realise how important owning a slave is to Me. At the time, when I was still in something of a limbo situation, the-boi said that it was always going to happen. "The first kink relationship", he said, "is like the first vanilla one: it is doomed to failure because it is a learning curve for both Master and slave." I would have like to have owned 990, but there too I think he was looking for a harder Master, not Captain Reasonable.
I have been talking to several people since the last blog posting; one arranged to meet last weekend but did not show up. Indeed, in our yahoo chats I'd said to him several times that he sounded too good to be true (and so it proved to be, another wanker). There is a Scottish slave I am considering at the moment. he is an older man, but he has been well-trained. There is the possibility that I am fishing in the wrong pool, and perhaps need to start looking at older people. I am going to experiment with this slave and see how things go.
There is another slave in London that has attracted My attention. he seems to be everything I am looking for in a boi. I like his philosophy, and it is evident to Me that he has put much thought into what he wants in a Master and how he wishes to be of service. he is 28, and given My desire to explore older bois, 28 is just about right: approaching thirty, knowing what he wants to experience, and ready to put thought into action. he has a blog on here, and I have been following it with interest. Several aspects of our chats have pushed the right buttons for Me: no haste; a desire to get to know Me first, and Me him; a willingness to discuss and articulate and communicate; intelligence; a healthy scepticism (born of experience, I imagine) of wannabe masters. And so the chatting continues.
The third option is a boi in Cambridge, also 28, who has had life experience and who is interested in service. The intention is that he comes up and serves soon, and we see how things go.
In chatting to all of these potentials, I am constantly forced to reevaluate My needs as a Master and what I want out of a slave. I have looked back at the experience with 325 and found that much of it was very positive for Me. I have noted that every so often makes a comment which indicates that he has not felt it to be as positive an experience, but nevertheless I am glad that he has found a new Master with whom he is happy. I find it ironic that My 325 and 302 have gone on to become another's bois, when I introduced these two to each other. I was obviously not suited to them, which is another reason that I want bois with more life experience; bois who want a settled existence.
Tonight is "Collared" in Blackpool, and I am taking 153 there. I want to use him on the electro table, and I want to mingle a little. I am not a great scene person, but it might be fun. And one never knows who might be there.