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C: non-latex toys?
Date: Fri, 06 Jun 2008 21:01:37 -0000
From: "sub2madam"

Madam has a latex sensitivity, but she wants a double dildo
strap-on to use on me and have one in herself (one for me, one
for her).

I have been unable to find anything in my searches thus far.
They have all been latex. Does anyone know of a silicone one?

oh, FWIW I was a member of this list several years back, but
unsubscribed from it because it was too hard to hide it from co-
workers and kids. with my new email address it shouldn't be an
issue ;)

thank you in advance for any help or suggestions you have.

Sub2madam (very happy that she decided to take control herself)

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C: suspension cuffs - Outlandish?
Date: Sun, 8 Jun 2008 10:43:28 -0700 (PDT)
From: slaveponyrider

Does anyone in the group have the web address for Outlandish? i
am looking for some good suspension cuffs and want to do some
web shopping before driving 50 miles into the city. Along with
that - does anybody know of similar stores in the area
(Rochester and burbs) or even near Syracuse for that matter.

Thanks for any help.
slaveponyrider

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Re: C: cuckolding ideas?
Date: 3 Jun 2008 11:53:03 -0000
From: jim

cuckyoung wrote:

>The only thing that matters is she's enjoying it,

You are so right. When she gets dressed up and she loves sun
dresses with nothing on underneath she really attracts
attention.

We recently celebrated our first year of cuckolding. Appreciate
any thoughts from you with ideas how we might make our
experiences more fun.

I was able to be with her and a lover recently. He suggested I
take some pictures. When I did it distracted her from her
pleasure and she said I would not be able to do it again.
Looking at the pictures now is very stimulating for me.

Any suggestions on how to take pictures and not interrupt?

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C: Hair removal for submissives
Date: 2 Jun 2008 23:38:40 -0000
From: slave robert

Instead of using 'Nair', use 'Nads for Men' creme. It actually
works better than Nair and doesn't burn. I use it on everything:
scrotum, back hole and of course the rest of the body with no
burning and amazing smoothness.

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Re: C: Hair removal for submissives
Date: 4 Jun 2008 14:05:37 -0000
From: stevesatinlover

For using a depilatory that shouldn't harm the skin "down there"
like a Nair or Neet, there is a creme called Surgi-Creme. I have
used it ALL over and it doesn't cause a bit of trouble. Super
for doing those hard to reach places!

http://mrs-silk.com

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S: Redoctored - Chapter Three
From: Shoekisser
Date: Wed, 28 May 2008 23:10:52 +0000

REDOCTORED

by Shoekisser

Chapter Three

I hurried into the building, and ran up the stairs to the second
floor because I was close to being late and didn't want to take
the time to wait for the elevator. I discovered running in flats
was an interesting experience. Out of breath, I rushed into the
office and up to the receptionist's desk. I gave my name to the
receptionist. She came out from behind the counter to inspect
me.

"Well, let's see how well you followed instructions. I see
you're wearing black hose and pretty black patent flats. Bend
down and touch them" all this in a voice loud enough that the
waiting room full of women patients heard, and focused their
attention on me.

I bent down and touched the shiny toes of the shoes I was
wearing, wondering why she wanted me to. She rubbed her hand
across my arched back at the bra strap. "I see you're wearing a
black bra. What else are you wearing?"

Softly, I said I was wearing panties and a garter belt.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you. You'll have to speak louder"

Louder, "I'm wearing panties and a garter belt."

"I could hear you, but these ladies couldn't."

Louder still, "I'm wearing panties and a garter belt."

"That's better. What color are your panties and garter belt?"

"Black"

"Black, what?"

"Frustrated, and wanting to get this over, I almost yelled, "I'm
wearing black panties and a black garter belt."

"And what other articles of feminine clothing are you wearing?"

"Black hose, a black bra, and black flats."

"What kind of flats?"

"Black patent skimmers."

"There now, that wasn't so hard, was it? Why are you wearing
them?"

"Because Dr. Mansoft insisted on it."

"OK, let's go see her."

She picked up a black collar from the counter, and put it around
my neck. Then she attached a leash to it and said, "Remember to
stay a respectful two paces behind me, and concentrate on my
shoes."

I looked down at her black patent pumps and followed her, to a
round of applause from the room full of women. We went down the
hall to the elevator and up to Dr. Mansoft's floor, then into
her waiting room. I noticed the sign by the door said, "Dr.
Mansoft, MD, OB, GYN, DM.

"In case you're wondering what DM stands for, it's dominator of
males. Sit there," she indicated a chair and unfastened the
leash.

She approached the counter. "Mr. Shoekisser is here to see Dr.
Mansoft."

She returned to me and said, "Sit there and try to behave
yourself," like she was talking to a little kid.

She left. I looked around the room and saw every eye in the
waiting room, all women of course, watching me.

After what seemed like forever, a door opened and a nurse came
out. "Shoekisser? This way."

I followed her through the door, down a hall, and into an exam
room. She closed the door and said, "Take off your shirt and
pants."

I waited for her to leave but she made no move to do so.

"Now."

I complied. She took my clothes, looked me up and down, and
said, "Good, you can follow instructions. Sit on the end of the
table," with that she left.

Another long wait, sitting on the end of the table. Suddenly,
the door flew open and Dr. Mansoft stood in the doorway, wearing
a long white coat and the boots I remembered. She too inspected
my appearance, then,"Is that any way to greet a lady?"

I lept to my feet. She pointed to her black patent high-heeled
boots and I got the message. I knelt and kissed them.

"That's better. Now, take off your panties and lie on your back
on the table."

I did as instructed. The nurse adjusted my position, then
fastened a strap across my chest. My wrists were slipped into
loops in another strap, which then was fastened across my waist.
When she tightened the straps, I was immobilized. Another strap
went across my throat. It was loose enough that I could raise my
head about 2 inches, but no more.

"Was he here on time, nurse?"

"No, he was late."

"No I wasn't. I was in the receptionist's office at 1:30."

"That's not good enough. I expect you to be here in this room at
the appointed time. If that happens again, you will be
disciplined."

"Put your feet in the stirrups."

It was a struggle. I had to bring my knees up to my chest to do
it, but I managed to get the flats I was wearing into the metal
stirrups. The nurse fastened straps around my feet holding them
in place, then turned a crank which spread them wider apart,
until I thought I would split.

"Make a wish" she said and laughed.

"Ready, doctor."

The doctor, who had her back to me, turned to face me. She
looked at my exposed crotch and exclaimed, "What is all that
hair? I told you to shave your legs."

"I did shave my legs."

"I consider that to be leg hair. I refuse to examine a hairy
ape."

Then, to the nurse, "Would you shave him, please?"

The nurse produced shaving cream and a razor, and attacked my
crotch. In the process, she grabbed my cock and pulled to
stretch the skin tight. Soon I was hairless.

I heard the distinctive snap of a rubber glove, and felt a
gloved finger pressing on my anus. With a, "Relax" from the
doctor, her finger entered me. She poked and prodded for quite a
while.

I'd had a digital rectal exam before, by a male doctor, but it
was never as erogenous as this. I felt completely violated, but
was helpless to resist.

"Is that uncomfortable?"

"Yes"

"Too bad. Actually, you would be more comfortable lying on your
side with one knee drawn up, but then I wouldn't be able to see
the expression on your face, and what fun would that be for
me?"" It was a rhetorical question.

"OK, feel free to roll onto your side if you want too."

I, of course, couldn't move.

"Oh, that's right. You can't roll over. Too bad." She laughed.

Then something, probably her other hand, touched my balls, and
despite the discomfort, I started to get an erection. The nurse
noticed, and said, "It can't be too bad. In fact, I think he
likes it."

The doctor picked up a flexible metal tube about 2 feet long
with a knob on the end, and held it so I could see it. It looked
enormous.

"I can't feel anything out of the ordinary, so we'll take a look
with this."

The contraption disappeared from my field of vision, and soon I
felt something pressing on my anus. It felt bigger than the
finger, but she got it in me anyway. After it slipped in I felt
pressure in my abdomen.

"Oh, I forgot to mention that we need to inflate you with air so
we can see properly."

I bore down, trying to expel the air and relieve the pressure.
The doctor realized what I was doing, slapped me on the thigh,
and said, "Stop that."

I obeyed. The thing kept going deeper into me. I thought I would
burst.

"Have you had your tonsils removed?"

"Yes"

"That's too bad. I was going to offer to remove them while I'm
in there."

She was kidding, but it felt like I had been penetrated at least
as far as my tonsils.

"Nurse, look at his eyes and see if you can see light coming out
of them."

They both thought this was funny. I was not amused. Finally she
pulled the thing out of me. I felt like I was going to crap
right there on the table.

"Well, I don't see anything to worry about. We're going to do
some blood work, and I want to see you again next week. We'll
notify you as to date and time."

With that, she left. The nurse released me, and told me to get
dressed. She also told me to go to the lab to have blood drawn,
then return to the receptionist and have her remove my collar. I
put my panties, shirt and pants back on, and took the elevator
to the basement. I shared the elevator with two women, who
noticed the shoes and looked at me strangely. One said, "Cute
shoes."

At the lab, the pretty young phlebotomist looked at me and
scowled. Then she read my paper work and, I suspect, saw Dr.
Mansoft's name, which explained everything. In the process of
tying the band around my upper arm, she repeatedly nudged my bra
and smiled. She stopped just short of , "Copping a feel", but
the result was the same. I was embarrassed.

When I arrived at her counter, the receptionist came out, and
again spoke in a voice loud enough that all the women in the
waiting room heard her and stared at me..

"Did you enjoy your visit to Dr. Mansoft?"

"No"

"Oh, that's too bad. Here let me get your collar off. I'll keep
it here for your next visit."

I again took the stairs to avoid being closely inspected again
on the elevator. I walked outside, and called Ruth.

"Stay right there. I'll be there soon."

"Soon" turned out to be 45 minutes while I stood where everyone
entering or leaving the building could see me. I got more
stares, smiles, and comments.

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Chapter Four is on the DOMestic blog now at:-
http://u4ds.com/2008/05/redoctored.shtml#c004892

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Re: S: Redoctored - Chapter Two
Date: 3 Jun 2008 05:01:46 -0000
From: Stephanie

Shoekisser wrote:

>Redoctored

When can I see the doctor? I want a boss like that. I am
available for slaveship as a sissy.

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Re: S: surfer's Toilet Training - Chapter 1
Date: 4 Jun 2008 11:07:49 -0000
From: magdyabudo

my mistress,

i am anxious to be your toilet nearly

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