<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12211725</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:23:05.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dominus Lair</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dominuslair.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12211725/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dominuslair.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dominus de Sade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10080248886206499662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.dominuslair.com/WebPhotos0011.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12211725.post-112242877209885095</id><published>2005-07-26T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T18:47:42.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The rise of a DUNGEON</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I entered the world of BDSM as an early teenager after reading a contact magazine and finding one particular advert which excited me no end. It was from a submissive seeking a Master and was highly evocotive to me. I had had these 'odd' feelings since early childhood but never recognised them. I thought I was 'wierd' and 'kooky', having these dark fantasies of torturing girls and getting erections as I did so. Now I had a chance to follow through and so I responded to the advert.&lt;br /&gt;This was clearly the best move I ever made and I developed a strong bond between Ann and her Master Frank. He tought me much and developed my skills in a patient and understanding way. I even lived with them as 'Apprentice Master' for seven months in their basement dungeon in East London. Unfortunately, (for me, not them) they tired of the petty restraints of the UK and moved to Spain to establish a BDSM resort - a task which they achieved exremely well.&lt;br /&gt;The down side for me was that, with an ailing family I was not then willing to join them and we parted ways. I visited them every few months or so and stayed at the resort several times as a 'Guest Master' but then Frank died of a heart attack and everything then went pear shaped.&lt;br /&gt;I ended up in a 'nilla relationship and tried desperately to push the dominant side away but after a 16 year relationship we parted company. It was then time for me to take stock of just what did I want out of life and how was I to get it. It was then that the concept of Dominus Lair developed and for the past four years it has been my passion and my drive.&lt;br /&gt;I looked around and found the property that was suitable and within my price range and bought it. My next stage was to develop it and that is where I am to this day. It is now fully functional and can cater for any level of BDSM play. It does not have the resources of in-sex in Manhaton in the USofA but I am getting there. What it does lack in the main is a resident live in slave which is why I am now searching for such a female. That is, if such a creature does indeed exist. But I will search on until my dream is fulfilled and Dominus Lair will be complete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12211725-112242877209885095?l=dominuslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dominuslair.blogspot.com/feeds/112242877209885095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12211725&amp;postID=112242877209885095' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12211725/posts/default/112242877209885095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12211725/posts/default/112242877209885095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dominuslair.blogspot.com/2005/07/rise-of-dungeon.html' title='The rise of a DUNGEON'/><author><name>Dominus de Sade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10080248886206499662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.dominuslair.com/WebPhotos0011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12211725.post-111433506201461650</id><published>2005-04-24T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T02:31:02.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A night in DOMINUS LAIR</title><content type='html'>Time is such a pain, never enough with so much to do and so little time. I have just returned to this Blog after a sensational night in the LAIR. It started with a short e-mail and ended up with a contact that was well worth it. When Maria cantacted me I thought "Oh, yeah! Here we go again". I'll post more about this 'phenomena in a later post, for now back to Maria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got the e-mail it was in the usual vein of 'I have seen your web site and would like to visit'. (I get about 20 of these a week, usually from guys pretending to be female and only 1 or 2 turning out to be genuine). Anyway, when I replied she quickly accepted an invite to chat on line via Yahoo and she seemed genuine, albeit a bit to 'ideal', something didn't ring true. In order to verify I gave her a phone number to ring and she did so right away. She was female and sounded her stated age of 29 years. She also assured me that she was genuine and wanted to meet. She then started to tell me what she looked like, something which is not high on my list of 'need to know' - I am not so shallow as to want the perfect figure in my Lair. We arranged to meet the following evening and so the night began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As arranged Maria arrived on the stroke of 8pm Friday evening. She was clearly nervous but insistent that she wanted to proceed so we wasted no time. Sat on a hard chair in the center of the room I commenced her interogation, binding her tightly as I did so. Withis a few minutes she was bound helpless and completely at my mercy - mercy which is not forthcoming from me! She had stated in her initial contact that she wanted to be taken to the limit; tested to the extreme. For the next 14 hours she writhed, cried and struggled, achieving orgasm after orgasm (but only when I allowed her to do so (hehe)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sampled most of the equipment in the Lair and assures me she wants to return for a longer and even more intense session in a few weeks time. We have set a preliminary date for the end of May and she has asked for permission to post on this Blog. Permission has been given and she says she will do so in the next day or so when she has "Regained her composure and can sit down at the key-board for more than 10 minutes at a time)! I await with baited breath!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12211725-111433506201461650?l=dominuslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dominuslair.blogspot.com/feeds/111433506201461650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12211725&amp;postID=111433506201461650' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12211725/posts/default/111433506201461650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12211725/posts/default/111433506201461650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dominuslair.blogspot.com/2005/04/night-in-dominus-lair.html' title='A night in DOMINUS LAIR'/><author><name>Dominus de Sade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10080248886206499662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.dominuslair.com/WebPhotos0011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12211725.post-111363214801316330</id><published>2005-04-16T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T23:17:36.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DOMINUS LAIR -REAL DUNGEON for REAL SLAVES</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;WELCOME to the world of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DOMINUS LAIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; and the home of Dominus de Sade, MASTER of the LAIR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Do NOT proceed beyond this point if the concept of bizarre and different lifestyles bother you. This 'blog' is the home the different, where adults play and children are banned. It is my home where my lifestyle is different from most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The title of this 'blog', expressed in latin is indicative of the contents of this home and lifestyle -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DOMINUS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;being '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MASTER&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;and '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LAIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;' translating to '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE DEN'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;. In other words, welcome to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE MASTERS DEN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12211725-111363214801316330?l=dominuslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dominuslair.blogspot.com/feeds/111363214801316330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12211725&amp;postID=111363214801316330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12211725/posts/default/111363214801316330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12211725/posts/default/111363214801316330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dominuslair.blogspot.com/2005/04/dominus-lair-real-dungeon-for-real.html' title='DOMINUS LAIR -REAL DUNGEON for REAL SLAVES'/><author><name>Dominus de Sade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10080248886206499662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.dominuslair.com/WebPhotos0011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
