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admin: March to June 08 update
From: "Christine" at u4ds.com
Date: Tue, 10 Jun 2008 01:01:22 +0000

Hello,

I've now completed and uploaded the March to June 2008
update to the members web site.

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and access or search the last 11+ years of DOMestic.

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DOMestic at http://u4ds.com/

sincerely,
Christine at u4ds.com

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Re: C: Hair removal for submissives
Date: 9 Jun 2008 23:38:04 -0000
From: slavedarling

Where may i purchase either 'Nads for Men' or 'Surgi Cream'? i
live in upstate NY. Rochester area.

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C: proving myself to Goddess
Date: 10 Jun 2008 06:25:46 -0000
From: beatme

Hi, this is my first post because I need some advice. I am new
to this lifestyle as my relationship is just 2 months old.

My Goddess wants me to consider how I might find a way to prove
my worthiness to be trained by her. We have only role played
once and she has punished me several times for disobedience. I
so much want to please her but I am struggling to come up with
an idea that will satisfy her.

Any suggestions would be much appreciated.

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Re: C: proving myself to Goddess
Date: 11 Jun 2008 17:47:30 -0000
From: Ms. Carla

beatme wrote:

>want to please her but I am struggling to come up with an idea
>that will satisfy her.

Why don't you go out and find her worthy lovers that she would
enjoy while you watch?

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Re: C: proving myself to Goddess
Date: 11 Jun 2008 21:32:43 -0000
From: john

If indeed you are looking to build a relationship in which you
cede power to your partner then it is not surprising that she is
looking for proof that you really mean it.

Why don't you ask her what would feel like genuine proof of your
commitment? You might be surprised what she says.

http://www.better-relationships-over-50.com

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Re: P: Femdom in India
Date: 9 Jun 2008 18:19:15 -0000
From: aaaa

i'm someone who has a lot of submissive experience i could help out

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S: Redoctored - Chapter Four
From: Shoekisser
Date: Thu, 29 May 2008 00:01:41 +0000

REDOCTORED

by Shoekisser

Chapter Four

Finally, Ruth arrived."Let's go get something for you to wear at
the party."

"What?"

She didn't answer, but just drove to a nearby mall, and lead me
into a costume store. We were apparently expected, because the
clerk took us into a dressing room. She left, and returned with
a French maid's dress.

"I can't wear that."

"Of course you can, unless you prefer to be unemployed. Now
remove your shirt and pants and put it on."

Reluctantly, I undressed. and put the dress on. It was low cut
and tight on top, and short on the bottom, barely covering the
tops of my hose.

"Yes! He makes a beautiful maid, but he needs bigger boobs,"
this from the clerk.

"And heels," Ruth added.

The clerk asked me what size shoe I wore and left. She soon
returned carrying a frilly petticoat, a bra, and shoe boxes. She
unzipped the back of the dress, and had me remove my bra. It was
replaced with a heavily padded bra. She also had me step into
the petticoat that fluffed the skirt out significantly, then sit
and try on a pair of black patent heels about 4 inches high.
Getting the heels on would be difficult under any circumstances,
but with the full petticoat getting in my way, it was almost
impossible. I finally managed to do it.

"Much better. We also have these with ankle straps."

"Yes, let's try those."

I replaced the pumps with the ankle strap pair, again with
difficulty, and managed to get the ankle straps fastened. Then
Ruth instructed me to stand and walk. Neither was easy, but I
succeeded without falling..

"He looks wonderful." Then to me, "OK, change back into your
shirt and pants, but leave the heels on. You obviously need
practice with them."

I walked through the mall to the car slowly with the expected
stares from shoppers.This time the shoes were even more obvious,
and the bra caused my shirt front to bulge. I wanted to hurry to
escape them but couldn't without risking a fall. When we got to
the car, I collapsed into the car seat.

"You probably don't want to go back to work dressed like that,
do you?"

"No" I said with relief. It was short-lived, however.

"Good, let's go get a drink instead."

So we stopped in a local bar that was crowded with the happy
hour crowd. More stares and chuckles, but at that point, I did
need a drink.

We spent Friday evening cleaning Ruth's house. Actually I did
most of the work while she supervised. She insisted I leave the
heels on, "To get used to them."

About midnight, Ruth decided it was time for bed and showed me a
couch to sleep on. I removed the shoes, left everything else on,
and was soon sound asleep.

Saturday morning we were back at it. A young girl about 18
joined us. She was introduced to me as Cindy, a local girl who
was going to help with the party. She was a knockout and I
couldn't keep my eyes off her.

We went to work without breakfast, and stopped about noon for a
light lunch. Then, back to preparing for the party. About 6,
Ruth told me to get dressed and call her when I had.

I went into the bathroom, put my petticoat and dress on, and
called Ruth. She made up my face and painted my nails, but did
nothing to feminize my hair, which was fairly short. When I
returned Cindy, who now was also wearing a maid's dress,
inspected me carefully, smiled but didn't say anything.

Ruth said, "You look Sweet. I think we'll call you Sally. Sweet
Sally. In fact, Sweet Sally Shoekisser. Has a nice ring to it,
doesn't it?"

"I want you to answer the door when guests arrive, and take
drink orders."

Of course, I created a sensation with each guest. Fortunately,
none of them knew me. Then it happened. I opened the door to see
Lola and Jean from work. "Well, isn't he sweet?" Many more
female employees arrived, each of which had something
embarrassing to say .

Then, another big shock. Dr Mansoft arrived, still wearing the
boots, but the white coat had been replaced by black leather
pants and a black vest. "Well, I must say you look much better
than the last time I saw you. You should wear that dress all the
time. Fix me a martini."

I was kept busy for hours fetching drinks. About 10.00 PM, one
of the women called Cindy, and she and another woman took her
into an adjacent room and closed the door. 20 minutes later,
Cindy emerged, with her hair a mess, her clothes disheveled, and
tears running down her cheeks. I had just started to wonder what
happened when Ruth told me to follow her into the room.

The room was almost empty except for a row of chairs along the
near wall, and a wooden X about 8 feet tall on the far wall.

"Stand with your stomach against the X frame."

When I had, I heard a motor whirring and the frame slowly raised
a couple of inches. A belt was fastened around my waist.

"Put your arms on the upper legs of the X"

After I had complied, straps secured my wrists. I then felt my
back of my dress and petticoat being raised, and my panties
pulled down to my ankles.

"Step out of your panties, and spread your legs."

After I had, my ankles were strapped to the frame. The frame
then bent in the middle and I was forced to bend over with it. I
realized why the frame had been raised, to get the hinges at my
waist, so that bending it wouldn't break me in half.

My restricted field of vision was suddenly filled with a dildo
attached to Ruth's crotch,

"Suck", as she forced it into my mouth. Reluctantly, I did.

It and Ruth disappeared, and shortly thereafter I felt something
touch my anus.

"Relax, and enjoy it. It will make it easier."

Then it was slid inside me. I did relax, but I won't claim I
enjoyed it. The sensation wasn't really painful, just mild
discomfort and a feeling of being filled. She pumped it in and
out a number of times Finally she pulled out.

Thinking it was over, I really relaxed. After a few minutes, the
thing appeared in my field of vision again, this time attached
to Lola. Fortunately, she didn't make me suck it, just showed it
to me.

"I think you are about to regret giving me a hard time at work."
She disappeared. Soon I was being penetrated again.

This procedure was repeated so many times, I lost count, but
most, if not all, the women at the party stuck it to me. I got
used to the routine.

Then came a big change. A new dildo appeared in front of my
face. It was black and at least half as big again as the
previous one. When I looked up, I saw Dr. Mansoft smiling
wickedly down at me.

"Enough of the preliminaries. Time for the main event. This is
going to be fun."

I had just started to protest that it wouldn't fit, when she
rammed it home. I felt like I had been split wide open. This was
real pain. She pounded away for what seemed like forever. I
screamed, and felt tears running down my cheeks.

Finally she pulled out. I felt her doing something to me but
couldn't tell what. Something smaller was shoved inside me, and
something was fastened around my waist.

She leaned close and whispered in my ear, "That was wonderful.
We'll have to do it again soon. I put a suppository in you to
help you heal. For some reason there is some tearing. I don't
understand why." She laughed.

"I fastened the suppository in place so it won't slip out. The
downside of that is nothing will be coming out of that opening
until I remove it, so I recommend you don't eat a lot of solid
food. I want to see you in my office on Monday. I'll have my
nurse notify you of the time. Tits and pumps."

"Excuse me?"

"I want to see tits and pumps on Monday, so wear that bra and
those shoes. Other than that, the dress code is the same."

She released my hands and feet. With difficulty, I straightened
up and turned around. I was greeted by a round of applause from
a room full of women that included everyone at the party.

Ruth took over, "That concludes the formal ceremony portion of
the evening. We'll re-convene when we have someone else to
initiate, or if one of our existing stable misbehaves. For now,
I see a lot of empty glasses, and I think our maid has rested
long enough."

I was suddenly surrounded by women holding glasses and barking
drink orders. I spent the next two hours serving drinks, with
difficulty, since I was having trouble walking. The crowd
gradually began to leave. I was required to hold the door open
for each of them, and listen to comments like,:

"You're a cute little piece of tail. I can hardly wait to do you
again."

"Don't worry. The first time is the hardest. You'll get used to
it, and eventually learn to like it."

Then I felt arms being wrapped around me from behind and hands
cupping my boobs. I turned to see it was Lola.

"You're much more fun to play with when you have tits. You must
wear them all the time."

Finally they were all gone, and I had a chance to run, well
limp, into the bathroom for a much-needed pit stop. I had to go
so bad I was in agony. I flipped the seat up, raised my skirts,
and reached for my crotch. Then I discovered the belt around my
waist had a piece that held my genitals down between my legs.
Frantic, I spun around and sat to relieve myself, forgetting
that the seat was up. I remembered when the cold porcelain
contacted my butt.

When I came out of the bathroom, Ruth was sitting on a couch.
She gestured for me to sit next to her, which I did with some
difficulty, and handed me a drink.

"Sit down and relax for a minute. the dirty glasses will wait.
You did well this evening. I'm going to let you sleep in a real
bed in the maid's room tonight instead of on the couch."

We sat for a while until we had finished our drinks. Then, back
to work cleaning up. Eventually everything was done, and she led
me down a hall to a bedroom.

"Wash that makeup off. I don't want you messing up the sheets.
You can hang your clothes in the closet. There's a nighty for
you to sleep in", indicating a sexy black nylon nightgown on the
bed. "Leave the panties on." With that she left.

The first thing to come off were the heels, which were killing
my feet. Then I removed the dress and petticoat and walked to
the closet for a hanger. I found one labelled, "Sally"

While hanging my clothes up I discovered 4 or 5 other maid's
dresses on hangers labelled with girl's names and an equivalent
number of black patent heels similar to mine on the floor under
each dress. Off came the bra, garter-belt, and hose. Then into
the bathroom to remove the makeup.

I pulled down the panties to sit and relieve myself. No chance
of repeating my previous contact with the cold porcelain; this
seat was fixed in the down position. I thought that was strange,
but, apparently men weren't expected to use this bathroom. But
then, why would they? This was the maid's room.

I remembered that I discovered when I was cleaning Ruth's
bathroom that that seat was fixed in the down position too. The
bathroom closest to the living room would be the logical one for
male visitors to use, and there weren't any men living here.
But, wait a minute, I thought, Ruth has a teenage son. I wonder
where he is. I'll have to ask her.

I inspected the thing around my waist and discovered it
consisted of a belt with a strap going between my legs and
fastening in the back. There was an opening to permit me to
empty my bladder, provided I was seated. It was secured in back
with a padlock. It wasn't coming off.

I put the panties back on, as instructed, pulled the nighty over
my head, and fell into bed. I had trouble finding a comfortable
position, but eventually fell asleep.

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Chapter Five is on the DOMestic blog now at:-
http://u4ds.com/2008/05/redoctored.shtml#c004893

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Re: S: Redoctored - Chapter Three
Date: 9 Jun 2008 19:40:42 -0000
From: jim

This is a wonderful story for those of us that dream of
servitude. Keep them coming.

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Re: S: Redoctored - Chapter Three
Date: 9 Jun 2008 23:16:33 -0000
From: slavedarling

A wonderful story. One that many male slaves like myself
fantasize and wish for. To be taken and used in such a manner is
truly a slavesluts dream. Wish it could happen to me. Keep up
the good writing.

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C: New Bdsm blogs - and faster commenting
Date: Sat, 14 Jun 2008 18:29:47 +0000
From: "Christine" at u4ds.com

Hello,

We've been busy lately setting up two new blogs on the servers
here at Ms-Christine.com

Mistress Milliscent has moved her popular and long standing blog
to a new location here:-

Milliscent's Blog - Seattle Washington

Also in the same stable (excuse the pun) is Camella Farms

One benefit of these two new blogs to users of the DOMestic blog
at http://u4ds.com/ is that commenting on all our hosted blogs
now works about ten times faster than previously.

This improvement is thanks to at least one of Milliscent's
following on her blog who pointed out that the comment system
could do with running more quickly and this prompted us to
upgrade the blog software.

sincerely,
Christine at u4ds.com

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