Dope J has moved to a new URL
I can't look at this anymore, I need to start fresh.
E-me if you still read me, for the new URL.
Peace out, dope j
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Having maximized the innerfreak, having fed the voraciouskitty, having devoured the sentientmeat, we lick the chocolate stigmata.
The change in me is noticeable.
I am more direct, more forthright, more unapologetically imperative.
I must guard myself. Perhaps I seem more imperious and impatient.
I bought 2 new whips and have been using them on any willing flesh
that presents itself to me.
Ooh, I like it, I like it.
Some people aren't going to like this.
The fact that perhaps I am not as accomodating, acquiescent, affable as before.
I am so far away from Wifey Me, from the awful pit of self-denial and self-deprecation
that mired me in my relationship with Hugo.
Will I be able to pull this off, I think?
Having "slaves" of my own?
Finally asserting myself over these alpha males.
I do not want to bend anymore, to yield.
Instead I wish to be the one who is yielded to.
I am fashioning a syllabus for my exercise that each Postulant must meticulously follow.
If not obeyed to the letter, I will simply dismiss.
There are more in the queue. I will glean for the most faithful, the most subserviant,
the ones who will actively strive to please and dedicate themselves to my whim.
I will still be like water, be not too proud or loud.
I must not show my truest strength until it serves me best.
For you who are left, dear reader(s), email me for the Little One's blog URL, if you are interested.
First, a brief sorbet of my latest Photoshop/Hentai works for your amusement.
Second, I'm not dead and I'm not depressed (today) but I have been overwhelmed, in a good way, by lively activities.
Thirdly, my hands and wrists have been hurting a lot lately, so I've been very seldom at the keyboard.
A new experiment is afoot, and a storm of soup is brewing.
The content must be transcribed and arranged from assorted envelopes and tiny notebooks.
My hands hurt again.
Always a new incarnation, and now I'm not waiting anymore for any man or woman to activate or help me.
I'm simply going to follow the instincts of a born dominant woman and do what I like.
I will be cautious, careful and unapologetic about my whims.
Now I'll prove to myself just how strong the force of my will is.
And how attractive is the power inside me to others who wish to submit to it.
After 2 days or so posted I have been inundated with responses from men wishing
to submit to my dominance. Some don't know how to respond to a Domina, and think that this
experiment is just some kink to vanilla. Wrong. They don't get answers. They aren't worthy.
Then the real players come out, addressing me already as a proper pronoun.
Seeking heat.
My imagination is blazing with plans and terms and limits and schemes and scenarios.
What do I want? I have to ask myself.
Because all I need to do is ask.
And to the faithful, the willing and the most responsive
flows the grace of my voice and smile.
Pleasure/Displeasure.
This experience will have no sexual contact or nudity on my part.
Which is fine because my libido is on the wane again.
Status report to follow upon further development.
And yes, the Dopamine Junkie is now officially out of the cocoon
and the Butterfly we shall call The Little One.
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from weds night
In the absence of profundity. . . .
Yesterday on my way to work I almost stepped on an earthworm that was making its way across the sidewalk.
I scooted a little to help it get the the small patch of grass.
Not much grass in the City front yards. Not many yards.
"Poor annelid," I thought, "I almost squashed you."
Yesterday on my way to work I thought about having a new kind of Collections service, kind of a spin-off on the Catholic Church.
We could call it Our Lady of Perpetual Mercy Collections service, and we could have Nuns/Priests holding telephone confessionals,
and also setting up payment plans with devout Catholics who have bad credit.
Last night I was supposed to go to dinner with an old friend who wanted to take me out for my bday.
He had to work unexpectedly so he cancelled. I went to Osento by myself and soaked in the hot tub and had a
short 30 min massage to work out the massive tension knot in my right wing.
There were many women there all nekkid and steaming, and some of the bodies reminded me of the Venus of Willendorf
There are a lot of different body types out there, I thought.
And in the nude, they're all beautiful.
It's just when they're covered up in ill fitting clothing that they become obscured.
I think women should all be dressed in loose flowing tunics and such.
Those compliment every kind of body.
Short report on its way of the past few weeks of birthday celebration.
Must collect thoughts and corral remaining brain cells to form coherent word chain.
The pictures and thoughts in my mind are sullied and confined by our language.
If you want to know who/where I am now, I have posted a photo of my current state
on the front page of the Geocities site.
Back soon.
I watched the anime film Metropolis.
Cum together
Or just hug.
Celeb Goth MakeOvers
In my mind, sometimes I look like her.
Predate Pep Talk
Meanwhile in Nowhere
It was on a night like this that my computer became ill