First this is how I Chesh will be posting things about myself here since Alice is going to be home soon, THANK GOD! I’m trying to help avoid any confusion, misunderstandings, miscommunication about who is posting and what may or may not be going on.
So lets start this off right. I am Chesh, short for my favorite character from Alice in Wonderland The Cheshire Cat, ever notice in just about every Movie, TV version when the Cheshire Cat shows up, all Hell breaking lose follows soon after? (Secret Theory “A Voice said come and see and I beheld a pale horse and upon his back was Death and behind Hell followed With Him) I probably screwed up the verse but you get the gist. The bigger the smile that fucking cat had indicated just how much trouble was going to happen, that being said , consider all things when I smile it’s either a sign to get a bad of popcorn ready, find a comfy spot on the couch and watch, or run for mother fucking cover and keep your head down until the earth stops shaking and the screaming and wailing starts....ok just kidding or am I? I am very Male, I am in my mid 40′s I don’t like bullshit games. I’m a former victim of domestic violence, my ex wife (I won’t say which one because this is my third marriage) used to beat the living shit out of me. I was raised to never hit a woman, well she broke that training. I won’t hit a lady, I will not hit a woman unless it’s in self defense. Ladies and Gentlemen for clarification on those who think that a man should never fear a woman, I worked with a tiny woman who weighed 120 lbs. was 5′0 tall, Puerto Rican and from the Bronx. I won a 10-1 bet that she COULD not only walk away from a fight with a squad of Force Recon Marines, but would do so with all 6 of them groaning on the ground in pain. Easiest thousand bucks I made while over seas. Nuff said on that
I’ve seen combat, I’ve seen some of the darkest shit of what human can do to human I won’t talk about it, please don’t ask some of it is still very fresh in my mind (it’s been almost 14 years and I still suffer from flashbacks and constant nightmares.) and I will bare some of that weight on my soul into eternity.
Now here’s something that's going to shock the shit out of you, I am owned. That’s right I am a slave. I have no freedoms unless given to me by my owner, my Maestrars (That Gaelic for Mistress) Alice I gave up my freedom willingly and without regret. Am I submissive? Not by a motherfucking long shot, I am opinionated, crude, rude, at times an out right bully, and on a daily basis an asshole. Alice owns me body, mind soul and heart. for the BDSMers out there, this is exactly how much trust, love and faith I have in Alice, I have no limits with her except 1 I will not kill myself on her or anyone elses order. Everything else is fair game. I made this choice because it’s safer for me and safer for the world for it to be this way. I love Alice and I am proud to be called her husband.
I am kinker than all hell, and I am learning how to have fun and how to be human again;. I’m learning how to feel again so there will be times I am emotionally overwhelmed and wil react poorly to situations some people might see as trivial. Oh I have a tendency to lose the filter between mouth and brain frequently so if I offend you please tell me I’ll endeavor to correct it, and some of the time it is purely on accident. So don’t be surprised if I out of the blue apologize for giving offense when in your eyes I didn’t just tell me that ad we’re golden.............well talk to you all ater....7 more mother fucking days left till She’s home!!!!!!!!!
