For the new people... Welcome... and I apologize about the length of this rambling tale

For the people I know from Max who have finally slipped over to here... Welcome... and I apologize about the length of this rambling tale

For the ones who have been here the whole time... MEH... I take y'all for granted and I don't feel the need to apologize because y'all should know better and already understand I am an ******* >:-P

Anyways, I don't know if the new and more populated Buzz is still interested in my ramblings (hey, it was always popular when we were starved for content... Which, since I live in my own kaleidoscopic world, I took to mean as "hey that's AWESOME Asp"... while most of the intelligent people were like "hey... uh, yea... uh, thanks for sharing Asp... now, how exactly did you go from being in a gorilla suit to having an entire banana split shoved up your butt?"). However, I am still the same self-deluded guy so I think you are interested.

I have been pretty much gone from the internet in general since about May since another Twitter based issue with someone (I have had probably four of these in the 8 or 9 years I have been on it), hurt me deeper than it should have and I just said fuck it. Then about a week later, Twitter suspended the Domme Travel account (no, I didn't shut it down on my own) and there was just wasn't a great reason to come back since the Buzz was completely dead and the Hang was still barely hanging on.

The Twitter thing actually effected a lot more than just online, it actually was the last straw in a series of things that made me lose interest in sessioning and have a bad attitude about Dommes in general (although not anyone I actually knew and respected). During the summer, I had multiple Dommes who I have sessioned with before and really like as people visit Detroit. I still hooked up with almost all of them and I supported them in their travels by driving them to and from the airport, running to get supplies they needed, and just sharing meals or company with. However, I just didn't have any desire to session with.

Part of this general disgust with FemDom (actually much more the Findomme takeover of it and the EXPLOSION in rates by instadommes than anything that actual FemDoms did) drove me into a completely Dominant headspace and led me to re-establish a D/s relationship with a former sub of mine in a relatively aggressive way. I actually had sort of come to the conclusion that I didn't ever expect to really session again.

Then... She happened... AGAIN...

I literally have no idea why She has so much control over me... Why I can't say no... Why I can't stand up for myself... I just can't. She contacts me and asks for my schedule for the next month starting on the 17th because She is planning on coming to Detroit. I dutifully give it to Her, knowing that it is a pointless exercise since She... and this is not an exaggeration... NEVER actually takes that into consideration and almost always picks a date to visit when I have explicitly said "not available this date". So, I go about my business... fully confident that there is no way I will see Her in the next month, and I was right because She actually shows up in Detroit on the 17th of the next month.

But, as always, when She gets here I drop everything to do whatever She wants/needs. This time She asks whether I would be able to drive Her back to Chicago early the following week. Well, knowing that I have two other Domme friends coming in from Atlanta that Wednesday that expect me to pick them up from the airport (it is a really expensive Uber/cab from the Detroit airport to downtown... plus I love hanging out with them even if I am not going to session), I try to play the carom and respond with "I can only do that Monday but I have to be back on Tuesday" knowing that means we are going on Tuesday... but, as usual, She intuits that Tuesday wouldn't actually screw me and decides I am going to drive Her back home on Wednesday.

So, what do I do.. being the strong person that has nothing but Dominant feelings coursing through my body?.. That is sick of Her ALWAYS finding the best way to fuck with my life, without even the intention of doing it?... Well, I go right up to Her... Look Her in the eye and put Her back in Her place as I say, "I am Yours to do with as You please"...

So, I arrange for a sub friend that they know to pick them up from the airport and off to Chicago I go, but I expect to be back late Wednesday night and they are staying until really early Sunday morning so I will get a chance to spend time with them at some point. Well, once we get to Her place in Chicago She decides that She needs some handyman work done on Her apartment and I am the one to do it because... I am a man so I intuitively know how to do stuff like that??? (I have the handyman skills of a cross-eyed meer cat), so I am staying Wednesday night... which then becomes all day Thursday... which leads to Friday... and into Saturday... all the while, I am texting with my buddy saying I will be back soon to take over from him with the two Dommes in Detroit.

But... I have the extreme pressure of fixing and building a few things for my Domme that needs to be done right and no freaking clue how to do it other than having orders to get it done. Not to mention that She has decided to make homemade Lemoncello using Everclear instead of Vodka and is using me as literal slave labor to peel the rind from 30 lemons paper thin and to Her satisfaction in order to start the process. Meanwhile I have to wear Orange panties and bras under my clothes... have to stay in my room at night and kneel to piss in a jar if I have to go... make Her breakfast each morning and deliver it to Her bedside at a specific time (kneeling of course) then make Her bed once She gets up... and all of this is to be done while She randomly decides to walk around in the sexiest possible outfits (constantly doing outfit changes like She is in some teenage girls movie with a shopping montage), has me stop to worship or massage Her feet, orders me to edge for random counts or amounts of time and feeds me Viagra once a day like I am taking communion. So, I will just stop here because there was so much more involved and I think you get the idea.

But... here's the thing... She completely pulled me back into everything. It wasn't that She ever asked, She just told me to do something and I did it. Yes, I was completely a part of it... I was loving every minute of it... reveling in the submission that bordered on slavery (even though I have always rejected the idea of being a slave rather than a sub)... Suggesting that it was OK to keep having me stay but never actually expecting Her to take me up on it... But, literally not able to say no to whatever plan She came up with or direction She gave me.

Finally, this ended... but not really because She gave me instructions for when I got home and then told me to come back to Chicago a couple of weeks later while also telling me to learn how to "Gold Leaf a vertical surface" in between (which requires patience and concentration in general... but an extreme amount when I am forced to be naked except for Orange lingerie and having Her randomly visiting in extreme high heels, Orange lingerie or latex... including sometimes with Her random friends... and being randomly stopped by an order to edge for the next 10 minutes or worship Her in some way after being fed Cialis multiple times a day and on some days being ordered to drink the now completed Lemoncello until the point I am completely wasted... again, amongst other things).

This time the active service in Her presence lasted a full 12 days (and yes, this was the period where I posted the "Drunk Dommes" thread because that was part of it), with me arriving on one Monday and being sent home on Friday the following week after driving Her to St Louis (while wearing a collar during the drive, being ordered to send Her a picture of me cumming after masturbating in the car when I got about halfway home to Detroit as well as finding a "peep show" or strip club to go to on the way... the last of which didn't actually work out since I was driving and couldn't really search for any place like that along the way). This visit could only be classified as slavery. She literally took over my being during that time... She pushed me past multiple limits that I have always had and never even raised Her voice or did more than tell me to do whatever it was She wanted at that moment to get me to do those things.

I literally can't describe all of what occurred in that 5 week period. But, She just broke through everything to the point that I have already seen/sessioned with one other Domme I know and have appointments with two others in the next month or so (some of which may play out on here). So, my year started with an insane high point of the Triple Threat event at Atlanta Dungeon, then went to shit with small incident after small incident leading up to the Twitter stuff... then months of zero desire until I was sucked into 5 weeks of the most insane lifestyle slavery situation I have ever experienced in order to bring me back to my "normal" state.

So, not saying whether this visit to The Buzz is an anomaly or not but I am planning trips/visits again... deciding whether to pop down to New Orleans for DomCon... heading to Vegas... making sure I am in Detroit when certain special people visit... and that tends to lead to me jumping on and telling stories so its a definite maybe that you will see me around more.

Stay kinky my friends...

Asp

...and btw I just noticed that I am in a Mistress Ayn / Cheyenne sandwich in the Top Posters box so I think I am going to have some wonderful fantasies as I climb into bed tonight

LOL!

Well, you are accustomed to being sandwiched so you should feel right at home.

Thanks for sharing all of this - I think

I'm sorry to hear about the Twitter incident. Social media can be so toxic and incendiary but I am glad to see you back on the board and sessioning. Think orange!

I think sissybuttslave will eventually catch you.

Lots of thoughts on this one, but, inquiring minds WANT to know...
Was it Viagra or was it Cialis?



"Stay Kinky my friends..."


U2 Asp!

Actually, I am used to being caught between a rock and a hard place, where the rock is what a Donme wants and the hard place being between my legs.

As for the twitter thing, it wasn't general toxicity (which I just block), it was a much more personal thing between me and someone else that falls into the "drama" category. Hurt me and proved once again the twitter is the bane of my existence... But, it was just the last straw not the whole drink.

I am a glad to be around again and especially glad to get to interact with You, Mistress Ayn

The answer is both...

The 1st visit it was 100 mg Viagra (which is full dosage).

The 2nd visit, She switched to 5mg Cialis (which is 1/3
dosage) because then She could ritually feed it to me multiple times during the day or night with more control of the level of torture at any given time... and was made much worse as it built up in my system for each day of the three weeks I was not allowed to orgasm (unlocked chastity started a week before I arrived).

Won't matter at that point as Cheyenne is gonna blow right past my lame ass in about a week or two and my beautiful fantasy sandwich will be gone..

Hi Asp,

I for one are glad to have this update from you, warts and all. I respected your opinions even though I often disagreed with them. Hope to see more of your posts here in the days to cum.


Now if only sissybuttslave would reappear.