Kaylen -IS- My bitch

[02:00] Kaylen is notyobitch@56957BEC.ED40380E.AA840896.IP * Panther..back off, I bite ...Tynian kinda likes it

[03:26] Kaylen is notyobitch@56957BEC.ED40380E.AA840896.IP * Panthergirl. Back off ..Tynian is my bitch =)

[03:26] -irc6.bondage.com- Your "real name" is now set to be Kaylen is a runaway, she is {kaybitch}HgL

[03:29] Kaylen is notyobitch@56957BEC.ED40380E.AA840896.IP * Tynian calls me Mistress in private

[03:29] -irc6.bondage.com- Your "real name" is now set to be Kaylen has a penis and prefers to be called 'boy'

[03:32] Kaylen is notyobitch@56957BEC.ED40380E.AA840896.IP * Tynian likes to play boy on boy games

[03:32] -irc6.bondage.com- Your "real name" is now set to be yeah... call of duty 4...

She needs to learn to behave... I should spank her

as an afterthought...

Anyone who calls Me old cos I turned 25 like, 2 minutes ago, will die... horribly

I fucked up...

I enjoy it too...

I have the kind of personality that has never in it's life conformed to rules.  I hate rules... rules stop Me doing the things I like to do properly... no point having a fast bike if your on a 30mph road, no point drinking to excess if you cant asit in the park on a hot day with your friend's to do it etc etc...

The same applies to My friends... I push the boundaries with them...

Take this one friend for example... let's call her Lucy...

Lucy lives real time with a man (Bob) who she professes to Me to love dearly, I cant refute this, they have been through some tough shit and are still together so all power to them.

Lucy has another man in her life too, I call it asstard... asstard wields great influence over Lucy, they are deeply in a spiritual thing I cant understand so like all things I dont understand I simply ignore until understanding occurs.  asstard has never met Lucy in real life, doesnt have the balls for it some wussy excuse about fearing he may fall for her, this is entirely possible she is a desirable woman.  Bob to all intents and purposes is fine with this, Lucy is a woman with two Masters, two men who set her rules and boundaries.

I am fine with this to a certain degree...

Bob is easy going

Me and Bob have a lot in common and even though in our months long friendship We have had a few misunderstandings, We get on and He understands that even though I push boundaries, I never break them, and, once He calms down, things are ok again... this is a hard-earned trust, many a slanging match has ensued but the trust is there...

asstard though, is resentful... through no fault of My own (I certainly havent set out with these intentions) Lucy has a certain amount of fondness for Me when I am being serious and sensible, something about My voice I understand, that or My indomitable will and strength.

so asstard tries to throw it's weight about to no effect, it doesnt scare me, and I suspect if he doesnt have the balls to go see the woman he tells everyone he loves he is hardly gonna come to the UK so I can whup his ass soooo...ya know, he doesnt have a hold on Me, because as far as I am concerned, if your too chicken shit to go claim your woman in real time (spiritual stuff aside where Lucy tells Me she is with him all the time) you dont have rights to tell her what she can and cant do...

it's a mystery to Me

so not long ago I was pushing my luck again and asstard kicks and bans me from the IRC channel, oblivious to My ops so, 3 rounds of /cs invite later I get tired and try to speak to Lucy in pm...

no reply...

"okay" I thought, asstard is throwing his weight about again like a big kid... fine I thought... left it a bit and messaged her again before telling her if this is how she treated friends, to fuck My ops and ban Me from the channel...

that wasnt ignored as I got notification from the server moments later telling Me I had lost My ops there...

Now I am 30 minutes away from being 25... I miss Lucy and Bob something chronic, they are a part of My life, introduced Me to some great people, and I resent not being a part of their lives anymore

so to Lucy...

For being My friend for so long you still dont get how and when I am joking and teasing you... you never stop to think, you just react, and for a woman with a supposed cool head this is a shock to Me, and judging by how quick you are to go running to someone else to 'tattle' on Me... We had some good times together and despite My inherent mistrust of women, you managed to get all round that, no mean feat let Me assure you...

Bob, we been friends for ages, we chat, have a laugh, you make Sam smile, you make Me smile and despite our run in's I dont think you ever stopped trusting Me, I told you once I would never break any rules and I never have... believe in that

to the asstard, cause I just KNOW someone is gonna get this to you somehow, you are a cunt, will always BE a cunt and until you grow the fuckin balls to go do something about Lucy, I am just gonna sit back and laugh at just how pathetic you are... do you know, for all your posturing in the channel, noone respects you except Lucy? and even she doubts her love for you? I have logs to prove it too seeing as y'all so fond of tennisballing them about...

Happy fuckin 25th to Me eh?

Tynian

I never try to rant, understand that...

But, inevitably, something's are eventually gonna piss Me off...

I saw something the other day, a comment, made by someone who said it with seeming indifference, who seemed to have no thought as to how much the comment would annoy people there... the kind of comment I would make then *smiles*

And the comment was

"Being gorean is a load of bollocks, it was invented by a man, written in some books and not worth believing in"

Why?

I am gonna draw some examples here, and I am going to not be nice about it.

Christianity draws an estimated 2.1 BILLION followers around the globe, 2.1 billion people who have a belief in God, Jesus and the Holy Boo. I am not saying they are wrong, faith is a matter of the heart, and is NEVER something to be trifled with, and I will never ever vindicate anyone for believing in something, in this day and age, with the world the way it is, to truly believe is something precious and you should treasure it.

But logically, I don't believe in it.

Why?

Christianity as a faith is pretty much guided by the Bible, the teachings of Jesus and God that it contains. Good, excellent. The Bible is made up of Books, the New Testament in particular, the Books, of Matthew, Mark, Luke and John et al, who were there, 2000 and something years ago, witnessed the life and death of Jesus and wrote it down. The perceptions of Men... written down... 2000 years ago.... 2000 years for the perception to be tainted by the Catholic church had their grubby hands all over it (Don't defend this, logically you can't as the Catholic church admitted that it hasn't always been supremely white and innocent in matters like this).

It is accepted fact, proven in many studies, and the bane of a cop's life all over the world, that perceptions can be tainted by many things. Emotion, feelings, thoughts, time of day or night, alcohol, mental state. On top of this, if 10 people witness a pigeon shitting on a car window, you will have 10 completely unique accounts of what happened. So if this is the case, the life and trials of Jesus may not entirely be accurate, may entirely be works of complete fiction, you will never know, but still, it is believed in.

So as far as My opinion goes, you have 2.1 billion Christians, believing in the idea of Jesus, who in all probability didn't do the things the Bible claims He did, if He existed at all, it cannot be proven, may not ever be proven.

And people scoff at the idea of Gor?

John Norman wrote about a simplistic world, driven by a Caste system, expounding the idealistic philosophies of honour, strength, truth and respect. Every person had a job, no-one idled too much, violence was never unwarranted, global war unheard of. These Books, these works of fiction point out that this all happens on a world, controlled by a technologically advanced race to make it hidden, which is on the opposite side of the Sun to us... ok, fine, prove there ISN'T a world over there hiding from Us, and I will discontinue My belief in Gor, but I will never discontinue My belief in the Gorean ideals, why shouldn't a Man be honourable, having respect for those He knows, being truthful in His dealings, being strong, strong enough to defend His rights, His freedoms, of not only Him but caste kith and kin too?

Is My belief in this Gor, anymore laughable than 2.1 billion people on the face of this planet who choose to follow the bible? the very same bible that frowns and vilifies belief's of Heathen and Pagan Gods? that slanders and considers evil relationships between two people of the same sex? that led thousands to slaughtes when it launched the Holy Crusades? that slaughtered and burned men and women all over Europe to the tune of hundreds of thousands of mainly innocent people? A religion that says to someone sentenced to death for a vile crime that things will be ok if they repent?

You may scoff at Gor, but at least I believe in something that doesnt judge anyone else, that allows Me to live My life, strong, free, unashamed of the things I do for I know what I have done is right...


You will never see Me running to confession...


Tynian

P.S I used to be Christian, for a large part of My life, I lost faith and have explored other religions too, so I at least know a little bit about what I am talking about. Feel free to discuss this though, or disagree with Me, your entitled to your opinion, just like I am entitled to Mine.

Tiredness...

Sometimes I wonder about what I want to write... I sit here typing this talking to someone I consider a friend, but given the nature of what I am trying to type, I wonder...

As you may have guessed from My last post, I dont talk about Myself all that much... I never really get the right words out which pisses both Me, and others off...

Something happened the other day, I was sitting, waiting about for someone I considered a good friend to come and chat to Me...
yup
Me
a Free Man
WAITING for someone...

Now, Free Man bollocks aside, I -know- some of the Panthers will make some comment about Me beating My chest, My expectations for My Friends are few
honesty and avoid disappointing Me

In return, you get someone loyal, loving and welcoming... oh yes, I will piss you off, say things I shouldnt... but still, I never do it intentionally
I always -intend- to do My best...

but I am tired now...

simply put, why should I care

I always seem to be the one apologising

I always seem to be the one chasing around...

I am the one making the time for you lot, even if My rl is hectic...

In return I get people who get pissed off when I dare to make a comment or write down an opinion...

People who wont make the effort to contact Me when they say they will


So here it goes...

I am tired of it... I am tired of chasing people up, making sure they are ok... I am tired of being the one to apologise for having the sheer audacity to make a fucking opinion about something... I am tired of being disappointed.. I am tired of being let down... I am tired of wondering if -I- have done something wrong...

I am tired of finding things out about YOU, My friends, from other fucking people... it makes Me wonder if I am your friend at all... so y'all know what?

if you wanna stay My friend, how about YOU come find Me for once? I am tired of chasing you all


Tynian

Pain and how to deal with it...

ok
I aint posted in a while...

I aint as religious with this shit as some others are...

I have a crap job... it is the cause of many arguements in My life, both online and in real life... I am 24 nearly 25 and quite possibly the most cynically sarcastic shit your ever gonna meet... it is My coping strategy, My defence, it is how I cope with all the shit in My life, how I cope with the things I see, hear, feel...

I dont like Myself, I dont like the things I see sometimes, I dont like the things I hear, I dont like the things I feel... I am scared of Myself, I sometimes wonder how I cope before eventually the realisation hits Me that I dont... Sam is a blessed saint in the turmoil of My life, but she can only take so much pushing from Me before she snaps so I have built up a few defences, safeguards to help Me... I dont know how to cope and sometimes I feel like I am gonna fail and explode... but I cant fail, I am not allowed to fail...

There are therefore a few things in My life I need, crave, depend on... I dont have many of those
I have no family, few friends I trust enough to call friend... I feel this is a good thing... people like Me should never be inflicted on social situations... We are not a sociable type...

I rely on Sam... she is My anchor in storms, in turbulence...
I rely on Gor... it's principles and rules give Me a strong foundation of honour and dignity I can cling too...
I rely on najah, she implicitly sees all that is good in Me...
I rely on Kaylen... her peculiar brand of "fuck you!" love makes Me giggle insanely and realise that no matter how bad my life is I am not Pookie and therefore I dont have to suffer morning KayKay...
I rely on those few I speak to online with trust... it is you who I come too when my life is unbearable and I need someone to talk too... You never know what you do for Me... I dont allow that, but it is enough you do it without prodding from me...
I rely on My principles... they stop Me from doing things I shouldnt...

You come between me and any of these, your in shit...

I am a simple Man socially and mentally... but I am intelligent enough to know when I am being made a mug of...

And I have been made a mug of...

RavenDarqhart` - While I commend your willingness to move to be with a slave rl, your a fucking idiot... How the HELL can you condemn something you yourself are a part of?

to a slave... the normal procedure is to BEG release first... worthless slut...

to Panthers... I am sorry, but no... NO... A Panther entering a City was collared at best, killed at worst... what makes you think you can be first or second sword in a truly Gorean Home? dont make Me fuckin laugh... you also, make a mockery of the lifestyle you claim to be a part of...

to male slaves... dont try and cyber Me in pm... I am not female...

to those Men who know and agree with My words... good, stand up, read the fucking Books, set the example and lead by it...

to the Women who do the same... good... You do the same...

to Kaylen... I never mean You, and You know it...

to those who have hurt Me... your forgiven... in doing this I intend to move forwards... it is mete in My mind that you are given the opportunity to get added back to My /ignore...

to the girl I talked to yesterday who word gamed with Me... One more chance... I adore Us too much to have you blow it...

Which brings Me to My last point...

All of you have one chance... don't blow it... I know I am not always perfect... I try hard to be normal and sane enough but I know I do things sometimes to piss people off, but I try so hard to prevent it... but if I dont have rules I have nothing... I hope you understand...

Tynian

List day...

And today's madness is...

Things I find inexplicably erotic...

European Television
No matter if it is the Italian version of Loose Women - the eroticism is palpable. Any minute now, someone is gonna mention how warm it is and that's it, blouses will come unbuttoned, melons will get wrangled and the one who looks like Jane Moore is gonna start spitting down Coleen Nolan's backside...


or maybe I just watched to darn much tv at an impressionable age...



Boarding a long-haul flight
Pack your bag; who knows what erotic adventures might await you? You'll probably be sat next to some Dina-Lohan-style cougar who'll touch your leg under the blanket... or... Oh God, it's a woman with a baby... oh, and a man with an abscess... great... just 9 more hours to go...

Photos of beaches in holiday brocures
Peer at them closely, and I do mean closely, and you can just make out about 300 topless women. Or 300 men in trunks...

Anything on poor quality VHS
Is the picture wobbling slightly? A bit of 'interference'? You just know, any minute now, it's gonna morph into some old blue movie that you ended up with... or a re-run of Noel Edmond's House Party from 1993

Hotel Rooms
Now, this is where the action happens! Hig class business men bringing back £3grand a night hookers to pour champers on their body then slurp it up. Also where a jet-lagged old salesman brought home a Big Mac meal before knocking one out to Shannon Tweed re-runs on channel 5.

Those dimples above her arse
Ergonomic grips as designed by the Almighty Himself

Cheetara from Thundercats
So what if it is a hybrid human-cat animated character from a dusty 1980's cartoon... See also, Lola, Bug's girlfriend in Space Jam and Jessica Rabbit

Being hungover
So you wake up, your boxers in the kebab box at the end of the bed, some munter on your arm your contemplating chewing it off to escape from her, yet here comes the inexplicableness... WHY WON'T IT GO AWAY!!!

Top Shop changing rooms
So, so many young women have stripped in that tiny 3ft box that the entire cubicle heaves with some residual 'sex memory', the naked ladies, admiring their reflections,jiggling their breasts... So much oestrogen held in those curtains it's a wonder you havent grown breasts to match other growths...

Hotel Maids
There solely to service your every whim. Done up in a pervy fetish uniform. Begging for it... As well as fuming about the brown holocaust you left in the bog, standing there in a Domestos spattered uniform working 18 hour shifts at £1.20 an hour, if you would only drop your pants, the tournament could begin.

Sitting over the wheel arch on a bus
The perfect commute having your balls gently massaged by the 143 as you idly look donw the top of the woman opposite, one seat in front. Just make sure your gaze doesnt idle to long on the bunch of teen girls just on the bus on the way to school... nothing like being chased from the bus to the cries of "NONCE!" to knock an erection on the head...


More shall follow..

Tynian

Supershot Sunday

My week in photo's...

ok... so boring...

This is the racing-striped mouse

And this is Captain Fudge(y)
I bought Him for Sam, He keeps the spiders outta her bed... she left Him for Me when she flew to Guernsey..

He is snuggly...

He doesnt share My bed... He doesnt... really....


Tynian x

OK... soooo

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