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Steven Diamond is an ace L.A. criminal lawyer with a roster of A-list clients affording him a life of lavish indulgence. A polished dominant with skills to match his appetites, he’s the silent partner in a highly exclusive club for connoisseurs of feminine submission.
OF COURSE HE IS!

How can he be a Master without a lot of money and power?

The good news is that this new novel has been written by a man who is a genuine actual figure in the L.A. community, and he is married to Nina Hartley. So there's a chance that it will be better than 50shades.

http://www.masterofo.com/

I just wish everyone wasn't rich all the time. All that description of luxurious surroundings-- takes up a lot of page real estate.
 
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Thanks, java girl and JtohisPB. It could definitely be worse. But there still time...
 
I got to hang out with some firefighters last night.

There was a small fire in the apartment next to ours. The guy had taken his sleeping pills and forgotten to turn off the stove. He was so out of it that he didn't even wake up when his smoke detector went off. I woke up to it, so I grabbed my phone, went to the door to see what's going on and smelled smoke. It was so strange and scary that I couldn't even think straight, so I went out into the hallway and started to pound on our neighbor's door, because I noticed some smoke coming out of his mail slot and when I opened it, it smelled horribly burned. Then I moved on to ring the doorbells of other neighbors and called the firedepartment.

I only realized I wasn't wearing anything but panties when J pointed it out when he came to help with waking up the neighbor. Luckily all the neighbors were so sleepy that they didn't open their doors until I had already crabbed a trench coat to cover myself with. Otherwise they may not have dared to come out. :D

It was a small fire, but could have gotten bigger. Nobody got hurt, and J managed to wake up the neighbor right when the fire department arrived. It was really scary though, it took me hours to come down from the adrenaline high.
 
I got to hang out with some firefighters last night.

There was a small fire in the apartment next to ours. The guy had taken his sleeping pills and forgotten to turn off the stove. He was so out of it that he didn't even wake up when his smoke detector went off. I woke up to it, so I grabbed my phone, went to the door to see what's going on and smelled smoke. It was so strange and scary that I couldn't even think straight, so I went out into the hallway and started to pound on our neighbor's door, because I noticed some smoke coming out of his mail slot and when I opened it, it smelled horribly burned. Then I moved on to ring the doorbells of other neighbors and called the firedepartment.

I only realized I wasn't wearing anything but panties when J pointed it out when he came to help with waking up the neighbor. Luckily all the neighbors were so sleepy that they didn't open their doors until I had already crabbed a trench coat to cover myself with. Otherwise they may not have dared to come out. :D

It was a small fire, but could have gotten bigger. Nobody got hurt, and J managed to wake up the neighbor right when the fire department arrived. It was really scary though, it took me hours to come down from the adrenaline high.

Holy Crap! :eek: Glad everyone's is okay, Seela.

A relative and her children came and stayed with me some time back. The older child woke me up in the night because the younger child was having an asthma attack. He couldn't wake his mother so had woken me. I couldn't wake her either.

Unnerving. :( To say the very least....
 
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Holy Crap! :eek: Glad everyone's is okay, Seela.

A relative and her children came and stayed with me some time back. The older child woke me up in the night because the younger child was having an asthma attack. He couldn't wake his mother so had woken me. I couldn't wake her either.

Unnerving. :( To say the very least....

Well now hang on... you have to at least say.. And they were all fine and lived happily ever after? You can't start a story like that and not day what happened!!

And to seela, I have been awakened by someone banging on the door! They were wearing clothing :p bit you did the right thing!! :)
 
Holy Crap! :eek: Glad everyone's is okay, Seela.

A relative and her children came and stayed with me some time back. The older child woke me up in the night because the younger child was having an asthma attack. He couldn't wake his mother so had woken me. I couldn't wake her either.

Unnerving. :( To say the very least....

That sounds scary. I've never used any medication for sleeping or falling asleep, but I've often thought if some of them could be so strong that you just wouldn't wake up if something bad happened.

And to seela, I have been awakened by someone banging on the door! They were wearing clothing :p bit you did the right thing!! :)
Yeah, I made a mental note to get dressed the next time. :D

Well, I hope there won't be a next time. I feel like J and I are the fire patrol of our building what with people's smoke detectors running out of batteries and us complaining about the constant beeps to the property manager all the time.
 
Well now hang on... you have to at least say.. And they were all fine and lived happily ever after? You can't start a story like that and not day what happened!!

That sounds scary. I've never used any medication for sleeping or falling asleep, but I've often thought if some of them could be so strong that you just wouldn't wake up if something bad happened.
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All were fine. :)

Though it was a trifle uncomfortable the next day when the sleepee seemed less than concerned about the incident. Damn people, don't medicate to oblivion when you have dependents. :mad:
 
My nipples are stinger missiles. Tiny, dangerous, directional Nike-clothed cones at the gym, and cutters to the diamond industry at night.

They always have been, regardless of temperature, arousal, BMI, resistance training or the tides.

I'm finally reaching out with my new "Warm-caramel-bucket challenge for nipple erections challenge."
 
I don't think I have ever seen such a rag tag bunch of ill dressed, inappropriately shod people in a professional setting. WTF?? :confused: The men are dressed better than the women! Waaaay better... :eek:
 
I don't think I have ever seen such a rag tag bunch of ill dressed, inappropriately shod people in a professional setting. WTF?? :confused: The men are dressed better than the women! Waaaay better... :eek:

I often see the opposite in social situations. Can't count the number of times I've been in a restaurant where I've seen a young (i.e., 25 to 55) woman dressed in an attractive skirt and top or dress while her male companion was in cargo shorts, sandals, and a rumpled shirt that lay over his shorts like a filthy napkin.
 
I often see the opposite in social situations. Can't count the number of times I've been in a restaurant where I've seen a young (i.e., 25 to 55) woman dressed in an attractive skirt and top or dress while her male companion was in cargo shorts, sandals, and a rumpled shirt that lay over his shorts like a filthy napkin.

Thank you. I thought I was the only one....
 
I often see the opposite in social situations. Can't count the number of times I've been in a restaurant where I've seen a young (i.e., 25 to 55) woman dressed in an attractive skirt and top or dress while her male companion was in cargo shorts, sandals, and a rumpled shirt that lay over his shorts like a filthy napkin.

First of all, I love your interpretation of young :D
The "ladies" I saw today were wearing jeans, flip flops, boobs hanging out of a low cut cotton tee shirt, no makeup, crazy high fuck me pink shoes, hair a mess... While the men were wearing nice trousers, button down shirts and dress shoes. One guy was even wearing WOOL trousers, in Texas! And he looked smashing :) The most professionally dressed woman there was wearing a see through dress, and.. Ummm... let's just say if I had it to do again I would ask to get poked in the eye instead :eek: And all this in a law office. Undignified...
 
First of all, I love your interpretation of young :D
The "ladies" I saw today were wearing jeans, flip flops, boobs hanging out of a low cut cotton tee shirt, no makeup, crazy high fuck me pink shoes, hair a mess... While the men were wearing nice trousers, button down shirts and dress shoes. One guy was even wearing WOOL trousers, in Texas! And he looked smashing :) The most professionally dressed woman there was wearing a see through dress, and.. Ummm... let's just say if I had it to do again I would ask to get poked in the eye instead :eek: And all this in a law office. Undignified...

A see through dress? Fuck me pumps? In a law office?

What kind of law are they practicing? :eek:
 
I want to have a tag made, but I'm very nervous. :eek:

You mean like a slave tag piece of jewelry? Nervous why? You don't have to wear it to church stapled to your forehead :p as a matter of fact, you don't have to wear it at all, do you?
 
You mean like a slave tag piece of jewelry? Nervous why? You don't have to wear it to church stapled to your forehead :p as a matter of fact, you don't have to wear it at all, do you?

:sigh: I didn't get it. :eek:

It's not about wearing it. It's about actually getting it. >_<
 
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