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2024.06.02 17:11 Missumisa Busco empleados
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El pago ronda de 200$ dólares a 400$ dólares.
Disponibilidad inmediata. No se necesita experiencia De 18 años a 30 años. Preferentemente mujer.
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El pago ronda de 200$ dólares a 400$ dólares.
Disponibilidad inmediata. No se necesita experiencia De 18 años a 30 años. Preferentemente mujer.
2024.06.02 16:52 carvil8080 Malgastar la vida (Idea para una historia)
Estoy escribiendo (o intentando) escribir una historia sobre perder la vida.
Voy a explicar y poner un poco de contexto:
Para tomar inspiración vi la serie de Crypt TV, sobre un monstruo llamado The Look See (algo como "la Ojeada", básicamente es un monstruo que persigue a aquellos que "tienen un dolor del pasado más o menos" algunos ejemplos son: un padre que ha perdido a su hija y no lo ha superado y sigue celebrando sus cumpleaños, una mujer que se ha separado de su pareja y está muy resentida, etc (la serie no es muy larga, intentaré poner el enlace).
Este monstruo sería como una especie de araña que enreda a sus víctimas para que pierdan "para siempre el tiempo".
Voy a aclarar algunas cosas y luego daré ejemplos: aquí no me estoy refiriendo a que haya un día que no hayas hecho nada o que estés deprimido durante X tiempo u otras cosas. Me refiero a algo "reiterativo y sobre todo que el afectado piense que está malgastando su vida".
Voy a dar unos ejemplos que he pensado y que me ha dado chat GPT:
-Una persona que está absorbida en su trabajo (tengo un familiar que trabaja 6 días a la semana en hostelería) durante las 17 hasta las 2 que es cuando suelen cerrar. El tema es que de madrugada se queda jugando a la PS4 y luego duerme "por el día" hasta que vuelve a trabajar.
Hay una escena de Bob Esponja donde pasa algo parecido y hay un pez que está todo el tiempo en una rutina con cara de póker XD.
-Una persona que no hace ciertas cosas por miedo: por ejemplo una persona que quiere ser artista y no lo va a hacer porque piensa que será un fracaso y por eso estará haciendo cosas que no le gusta.
-Una persona que sigue viviendo con sus padres solo juega a videojuegos e intenta sobrevivir jugando a casinos en línea.
Creo que se ha entendido el punto, algunas ideas más son: vagabundos que no quieran mejorar, gente que está todo el tiempo procrastinando, gente que está en relaciones tóxicas por miedo a la soledad, personas comidas por el odio / rencor, falta de autodisciplina y gente que necesita aprobación constante.
Me gustaría que la gente me dé más ejemplos u opiniones sobre la idea, a su vez si hay gente que se siente así espero que este sea un lugar en el que pueda desahogarse.
Muchas gracias por leer
https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLfarU_76noqq6x-ZBx9ysQN5tDlxn_dgw&si=wivVEOfYB91ydINa
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Voy a explicar y poner un poco de contexto:
Para tomar inspiración vi la serie de Crypt TV, sobre un monstruo llamado The Look See (algo como "la Ojeada", básicamente es un monstruo que persigue a aquellos que "tienen un dolor del pasado más o menos" algunos ejemplos son: un padre que ha perdido a su hija y no lo ha superado y sigue celebrando sus cumpleaños, una mujer que se ha separado de su pareja y está muy resentida, etc (la serie no es muy larga, intentaré poner el enlace).
Este monstruo sería como una especie de araña que enreda a sus víctimas para que pierdan "para siempre el tiempo".
Voy a aclarar algunas cosas y luego daré ejemplos: aquí no me estoy refiriendo a que haya un día que no hayas hecho nada o que estés deprimido durante X tiempo u otras cosas. Me refiero a algo "reiterativo y sobre todo que el afectado piense que está malgastando su vida".
Voy a dar unos ejemplos que he pensado y que me ha dado chat GPT:
-Una persona que está absorbida en su trabajo (tengo un familiar que trabaja 6 días a la semana en hostelería) durante las 17 hasta las 2 que es cuando suelen cerrar. El tema es que de madrugada se queda jugando a la PS4 y luego duerme "por el día" hasta que vuelve a trabajar.
Hay una escena de Bob Esponja donde pasa algo parecido y hay un pez que está todo el tiempo en una rutina con cara de póker XD.
-Una persona que no hace ciertas cosas por miedo: por ejemplo una persona que quiere ser artista y no lo va a hacer porque piensa que será un fracaso y por eso estará haciendo cosas que no le gusta.
-Una persona que sigue viviendo con sus padres solo juega a videojuegos e intenta sobrevivir jugando a casinos en línea.
Creo que se ha entendido el punto, algunas ideas más son: vagabundos que no quieran mejorar, gente que está todo el tiempo procrastinando, gente que está en relaciones tóxicas por miedo a la soledad, personas comidas por el odio / rencor, falta de autodisciplina y gente que necesita aprobación constante.
Me gustaría que la gente me dé más ejemplos u opiniones sobre la idea, a su vez si hay gente que se siente así espero que este sea un lugar en el que pueda desahogarse.
Muchas gracias por leer
https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLfarU_76noqq6x-ZBx9ysQN5tDlxn_dgw&si=wivVEOfYB91ydINa
2024.06.02 16:47 Over_Poet9805 Qué piensan? Tema relaciones
Se me declaró una chiquilla (app 40, yo app 30) que conocí en el trabajo hace un par de meses, siempre la traté con respeto y distancia pero había bastante tensión sexual sin confirmar antes hadta que me invitó a pasar la noche juntos, durante la espera salieron unos besitos piola, pero hasta ahí, en el transcurso de una semana de conversar harto y coquetear, al parecer me idealizó muchísimo y empezó a mostrarse celosa y con ganas de conocernos para formalizar, ella es mamá soltera y busca esa estabilidad con un hombre, pero yo desde el día 1 le conté que yo estoy enfocado al 200% en mejorar, sentirme bien, ahorrar, familia, y pasarlo bien, no simple sexo sino conocer gente, socializar en paz, hacer otras actividades, cosa que por relaciones anteriores complicadas y otras trabas nunca me permití(eron) hacer. A la vez ella desde el principio me contaba sobre gente que estaba conociendo pero que no llegaban a nada, yo soy cero celoso y nunca me causó algo negativo, todo lo contrario, tenía un par por ahí que la llevaban a comer o pasaban a buscar en auto y yo le decía que aprovechara de dejarse querer, mientras la respetaran, todo bien, por lo que asumí que nuestras paradas eran similares, hasta que me dijo que no y yo pensé bueno, era, pero aún ella seguía acercandose.
El tema acá es que cuando quise aclarar lo que queríamos, me confirmó que quería algo cerrado y estable, y al yo negarme y poner el límite se me pone rara y luego a llorar diciendo que es es otra desilusión, que qué hay de malo con ella y así... La contuve hasta que pasó un poco pero igual me dejó incómodo, antes de eso había empezado a esquivarme los besos asi que le di espacio, luego al rato se puso a llorar, lo encontré todo muy intenso y siento que no me conoce como para creer que soy el hombre ideal (sus palabras) pero ese día se fue enojada delante mío y no me dejó pedirle uber siendo que era muy tarde, la acompañé hasta tomar locomoción, me devolvió mi chaqueta y al pedir que me avisara al llegar me dijo una pesadez de aquellas.
La verdad a mí me agrada un montón, la pasamos bien y la admiro harto como mujer al sacarse la chucha trabajando porque la veo, es trabajo fisico y duro el que hace entre pares hombres, además de ser muy inteligente, amable al enseñar (porque es mi superior aunque no mi jefa) tenemos algunos gustos en común y nos reimos harto, pero tiene estos temas que no me agradan en lo absoluto, yo quería ir viendo de a poco qué onda con besitos incluidos jaja pero siempre fui sincero y aún al parecer se la echó conmigo, yo no quiero dramas ni me duele particularmente pero sí quedé como con la espinita atravesá y picao. Yo anduve asumiendo igual que queríamos lo mismo porque ella tomó la iniciativa de invitarme a pasar la noche, yo estaba mas o menos decidido a acceder (no ando tirando con cualquiera) pero la vi muy enganchada y preferí que no pasara o no aún hasta aclararnos.
Eso, me sirve la opinión de mujeres sobretodo para entender cómo lo ven desde su perspectiva. Mi idea ahora es mantener una distancia no incomoda pero si de respeto y de no seguir avanzando en nada, porque he visto cómo ella no pone los limites de los que suele hablar y al final ella sufre, yo no, me dio lata pero puedo lidiar con eso, en cambio ella me llegó a decir te quiero ese último día y yo no se lo correspondí, le dije que me costaba más, eso de que sea todo tan rápido no va conmigo, no me entra en la cabeza, no es que no le crea porque todos somos distintos al sentir, pero pa mí ya hay suficientes "red flags" hasta acá como para seguir dejando pasar las cosas y no poner el pare yo u_u bueno eso
Acepto consejos y puteadas para ver lo que claramente no estoy queriendo jaja
Tldr: fui sincero sobre no querer nada cerrado ni proyectarme con una mujer que buscaba todo lo contrario, ahora al parecer lo está pasando mal por mi negativa y no sé bien como proceder, me siento algo culpable pero ni sé por qué
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El tema acá es que cuando quise aclarar lo que queríamos, me confirmó que quería algo cerrado y estable, y al yo negarme y poner el límite se me pone rara y luego a llorar diciendo que es es otra desilusión, que qué hay de malo con ella y así... La contuve hasta que pasó un poco pero igual me dejó incómodo, antes de eso había empezado a esquivarme los besos asi que le di espacio, luego al rato se puso a llorar, lo encontré todo muy intenso y siento que no me conoce como para creer que soy el hombre ideal (sus palabras) pero ese día se fue enojada delante mío y no me dejó pedirle uber siendo que era muy tarde, la acompañé hasta tomar locomoción, me devolvió mi chaqueta y al pedir que me avisara al llegar me dijo una pesadez de aquellas.
La verdad a mí me agrada un montón, la pasamos bien y la admiro harto como mujer al sacarse la chucha trabajando porque la veo, es trabajo fisico y duro el que hace entre pares hombres, además de ser muy inteligente, amable al enseñar (porque es mi superior aunque no mi jefa) tenemos algunos gustos en común y nos reimos harto, pero tiene estos temas que no me agradan en lo absoluto, yo quería ir viendo de a poco qué onda con besitos incluidos jaja pero siempre fui sincero y aún al parecer se la echó conmigo, yo no quiero dramas ni me duele particularmente pero sí quedé como con la espinita atravesá y picao. Yo anduve asumiendo igual que queríamos lo mismo porque ella tomó la iniciativa de invitarme a pasar la noche, yo estaba mas o menos decidido a acceder (no ando tirando con cualquiera) pero la vi muy enganchada y preferí que no pasara o no aún hasta aclararnos.
Eso, me sirve la opinión de mujeres sobretodo para entender cómo lo ven desde su perspectiva. Mi idea ahora es mantener una distancia no incomoda pero si de respeto y de no seguir avanzando en nada, porque he visto cómo ella no pone los limites de los que suele hablar y al final ella sufre, yo no, me dio lata pero puedo lidiar con eso, en cambio ella me llegó a decir te quiero ese último día y yo no se lo correspondí, le dije que me costaba más, eso de que sea todo tan rápido no va conmigo, no me entra en la cabeza, no es que no le crea porque todos somos distintos al sentir, pero pa mí ya hay suficientes "red flags" hasta acá como para seguir dejando pasar las cosas y no poner el pare yo u_u bueno eso
Acepto consejos y puteadas para ver lo que claramente no estoy queriendo jaja
Tldr: fui sincero sobre no querer nada cerrado ni proyectarme con una mujer que buscaba todo lo contrario, ahora al parecer lo está pasando mal por mi negativa y no sé bien como proceder, me siento algo culpable pero ni sé por qué
2024.06.02 16:45 Reasonable_Injury121 Chivalry Is On Life Support, Chapter Thirty-Five (part two)
The second half of a long chapter.
“Oh, professor page,” I heard Anna yell from the living room, “You better get your ass out here quick.”
I quickly rinsed off my hands scurried into the living room, greeted by the two couples sprawled out on the sectional couch in their swimwear, Anna and Kelly in string bikinis and Archer and Paul in speedos. My cock was never limp that day, but there were moments – typically, those of the most intense humiliation – when it was harder than others. Seeing the four fit young bodies in all (or at least, most of) their glory was one of them. And while my gaze naturally was first drawn to Anna’s toned, long legs and taut midriff, followed by Kelly shorter, but still attractive legs and pretty toes, I would be lying if I didn’t admit to admiration of the slender, muscular swimmer bodies of the two young men as well.
My eyes also drifted over Paul’s bare feet. It was the first time I had seen bare the feet I had kissed in the bar through his sneakers or in the apartment through his thick wool socks. I was curious, naturally, but didn’t want to be too obvious, so quickly averted my glance before getting a good look. I need not have worried, however, as I would be spending a great deal of time up close and personal with his bare feet (and Anna’s) in the months that followed, starting a few minutes later. Paul did not have the same obsession with having his feet worshipped as Luke did, but there is no question that he greatly enjoyed the power trip of having an older authority figure quite literally at his feet.
I must also confess that in addition to dwelling as long as I dared on the breasts of Anna (like Brooke’s, ample but not overly large) and Kelly (slightly larger and, to my mind, less proportional to her shorter frame), my eyes also flittered over the speedo-clad crotches of Paul and Archer. Speedos leave so little to the imagination. While I was mortified when forced to wear a speedo, my inadequacy on full display, these two young athletes were completely at ease. Their muscular, chiseled bodies were one explanation for that; the size of their bulges was another.
“Perhaps the professor page can stop ogling our bodies long enough to get us all another round of drinks,” said Anna.
Kelly said, “I think he’s staring more at the boys’ bodies than he is at ours, Anna. I’m jealous.”
“Most cucks are closet fags, so that’s no surprise,” said Paul.
I wanted to object that I wasn’t gay, closet or otherwise. I wanted to say, “What about you, someone who enjoys humiliating other males, forcing them to dress in feminine clothing, spanking their bare bottoms with your bare hands, perhaps other, more intimate things….What does all of that make you?” But I dared not I was say anything of the kind. Instead I simply confirmed their drink orders and hurried off to make them, checking on my stroganoff. And being honest with myself, while I knew beyond a doubt that I was not homosexual, I did have to admit that I was not immune to the physical attractions of dominant, young alpha males. Did I have this attraction prior to the events of the last seven months when Luke came onto the scene like a cyclone? Probably on some level, yes, but it had been latent. No longer.
When I returned to the living room with a serving tray holding their four cocktails, trying hard not to spill any of them, Paul said, “We know our page boy knows how to clean shoes, but what about other personal duties? Who besides me would like a foot massage?”
“That sounds like an excellent idea, dude. Count me in,” said Archer.
“You two boys go ahead. If he does a good job, Kelly and I may have him massage our feet as well,” said Anna.
“Start with Archer. On your knees, of course, page,” said Paul.
“Yes sir,” I said, kneeling before Archer, and beginning to work on his feet with warmup twists and arch rubs. His feet were somewhat calloused, but well formed.
“Ah, that feels good. He’s actually not too bad at this,” Archer said.
Pointing at my crotch, Kelly said, “Look, his little cock is stiff again. Are you excited to massage my boyfriend’s feet, professor?” As she spoke, she pressed her toes lightly against my cock through my tights. It surprised me that it was Kelly, rather than Anna (or even Paul), to first touch my liberated cock.
“No, Princess Kelly.”
“No? But your little stiffie says otherwise. Are you not being honest with us, professor?” She pressed a little harder with her foot, smiling wickedly.
In truth, the entire situation was incredibly arousing and, therefore, incredibly humiliating. Which made it still more arousing. It was a viscous cycle, one which I had been getting increasingly used to with Luke and Brooke. But the dynamics with my students and Archer were different, and, if anything, more intense. Was it the greater age disparity, the bigger inversion of authority, the fact that there was an element of coercion involved? All of the above? Brooke would tell me that I think about these things too much. She would counsel me to go with flow, enjoy the game, embrace the sheer eroticism of it all. I tried valiantly to do just that. Can one be valiant in accepting servitude and abuse?, I wondered (see how I over analyze everything?!)
Lancelot would no doubt have answered my question in the affirmative. Yet, his servitude was solely to Guinevere, and the abuse and humiliations he suffered were solely to satisfy her commands, her whims. Whereas Brooke was not even aware of my servitude to my students. Still, I could tell myself – with some degree of honesty – that the indignities I was suffering at their hands were because of my devotion to Brooke. Because I was in their power as a direct consequence of my obedience to Luke, and I was obedient to Luke for Brooke and Brooke alone. The frail heartbeat of chivalry was still detectable (to me, at least). Perhaps the time had come to tell Brooke of my predicament with Paul and Anna? But there was something so shameful about it. Would it diminish me in Brooke’s eyes in some different, profound and irrevocable way? Or would she hug me, perhaps even thank me for my sacrifice, and tell me everything will be okay?
These were the myriad thoughts that ran through my head as I also contemplated my response to Kelly’s fraught question. “No, princess, I mean, it’s all of your feet…,” I answered,lamely.
She snickered. “Well, you are the Liitle Foot Page, so I guess it makes sense that you’re turned on by feet.”
“Pretty much all submissive guys are turned on by feet. Issac is insane for my feet,” said Anna. You will recall that Issac was the young male slave in Paul’s and Anna’s stable.
“Not just submissive men. Cindy loves worshiping your feet too, babe,” Paul said to Anna. If you recall, Cindy (who, like Issac, I had not yet met at that point) was another member of Paul’s and Anna’s stable of slaves, a fellow student at the college whose intense crush on Paul was not reciprocated. Instead, he put her squarely into “ the friendzone,” eventually introducing her to Anna. Cindy was now a submissive servant to both of them, grateful to be part of Paul’s life under any circumstances.
Anna said to Kelly, “I don’t know about you, but I love having my feet pampered and having my toes sucked, and love the sight of submissive creatures groveling at my feet. At the same time, I couldn’t imagine in a million fucking years being the one doing the sucking or groveling. I have no desire to be that close to anyone’s feet.”
“I know exactly what you mean. I wouldn’t even want to kiss Archer if he sucked my toes. Ew, gross,” said Kelly, with a little shudder.
Archer interjected, “Yo’ve got nothing to worry about there, darling. You have pretty feet, but I have zero desire to kiss or lick them.”
“Or course you don’t, you’re not a perv, like the good professor here. Professor pervert, kiss the bottom of the foot you’re massaging. You don’t mind having your feet kissed, do you sweetheart?” Kelly asked Archer.
“No, I have no problem being worshipped. And I’m secure enough in my masculinity that I don’t care if it’s a submissive cuck like this loser doing the worshiping.”
“That’s what I love about you, sweetheart. You’re masculine, dominant AND open minded. That’s like icing on a yummy cake.,” Kelly said, as she started to kiss Archer passionately. “Professor, keep kissing the bottoms of my man’s feet while we make out.”
I kissed the balls of Archer’s feet, trying to avoid the callouses. I wondered: aren’t swimmers more prone to plantar warts, walking around all those bacteria-riddled pools and locker rooms in their bare feet? I knew plantar warts are highly contagious. Could I get warts on my lips or in my mouth? I made a mental note to research this on-line later. From extensive experience with Brooke and Luke, I was well aware of the aphrodisiac effect my submission could have on a couple dominating me. The exact reasons for this still remain something of a mystery to me. Just like you have to be a masochist to understand certain things, I guess you have to be a dominant or a sadist to understand others.
As if reading my thoughts, Anna said, “I think submissives’ brains must be wired differently. They have to be for them to enjoy feet so much. I mean, sometimes after we work out at the gym, Paul and I will rest our feet right on Cindy’s face. Can you imagine? Our sweaty, wet socks covering her nose and mouth. You’d think she’d have some self-respect and tell us to go to hell. Or, at a minimum, that she’d complain about the smell. Not that my feet smell, of course, but Paul’s smell something awful after he’s been working out,” she smiled at him.
“Yeah, right, babe,” Paul replied. He then explained to Kelly and Archer, “Don’t believe anything she says about her feet not smelling. The smell of her foot sweat is overpowering.”
“Bullshit,” Anna said, smiling and hitting him on the shoulder. “But, like I was saying, far from protesting, Cindy actually inhales the smell of our sweat socks and our sweaty feet. She almost looks as if she’s in ecstasy, like she’s smelling perfume or fresh flowers or something. And she even looks happy when she’s licking the toe jam and lint from between my toes. It’s disgusting. But it’s pretty funny watching her. And I like the sensation of her tongue on my toes.”
“It’s what I’ve been telling you for awhile now, babe. Submissives are intellectually inferior. They’re sexual deviants. By humiliating and abusing them, we’re giving them what they want, what they need, in fact. So there’s no reason for us to feel bad when we mistreat them. We’re actually doing them a favor,” said Paul.
Paul was a Psychology major and fancied himself some sort of authority on this subject apparently, although it was clear to me that he was greatly oversimplifying what were, in reality, very complicated human relationship dynamics. He also had a facile understanding of human intelligence. Under different circumstances, I might have tried to engage him in a debate. But to have done so at that moment would have been the height of folly, so I kept my mouth shut and my fingers busy.
After spending 15 minutes on Archer’s feet, I massaged the feet of my three students for the same amount of time (timed by Paul). Paul and Anna kissed each other while I worked on Anna’s feet, much as Archer and Kelly had done. Each insisted I respectfully kiss the bottoms of their feet after finishing the massage. Paul was last. While I massaged his feet, Anna prodded my balls with her high heel shoe, laughing as my cock twitched through my tights. Having been denied release for so long, my biggest fear was that all of the stimuli – the scantily-clad, young bodies, the humiliating dissection of my fetishes, the pressure of Anna’s foot (which she occasionally brushed against my the underside of my shaft) – would cause me to ejaculate. The thought of that was beyond mortifying, so I did everything I could possibly do to distract myself mentally.
Their ongoing conversation about feet did not make my task an easy one.
“Rollins, you’re actually pretty good at this. In a sensible world, you would be spending your time in your classes massaging all of your students’ feet rather than lecturing to them. It’s a better use of your talents.” There did seem to be a general consensus that I have a knack (was Paul’s term, “talent,” too strong a word) for giving foot massages. I guess there’s at least one thing I can do well with my hands after all, I thought to myself.
“Now, Paul. Don’t be cruel. I’ve had some pretty good courses with Professor Foot Page. I don’t see any reason why he couldn’t lecture while he massages everyone’s feet.” Kelly giggled.
Anna snickered. “Can you picture it? I can. He would be dressed just as he is now, crawling from student to student.”
“Yes, and then he could massage the feet of all of the other faculty members of the English department,” said Kelly, giggling.
“I wouldn’t be surprised if he wasn’t already massaging Neil Lawson’s feet. Lawson already has him fetching his coffee. Or he did today, at least. There’s definitely something going on there,” said Paul.
I couldn’t decide whether to be relieved Paul didn’t know any specifics or to be distressed that he was so suspicious – and that his instincts were correct. I remained silent.
Paul continued, “He obviously has a big foot fetish, like most submissives. Rollins, you ought to consider having a whole chapter dedicated to foot worship in that book you’re working on. You’ll be a real authority on the subject before we’re finished with you.”
Putting aside the implicit threat in his last remark, Paul actually might be on to something, I thought. I had been struggling with the organization of my book, which had really evolved quite a bit over the last six months. While I still aimed to show how medieval courtly poetry was what started the rich history of male masochism in western literature, I was increasingly focusing on contemporary BDSM cuckold fiction and what had clearly been an explosion in interest in that lifestyle in recent years, globally.
Miraculously, I was able to get through the massages and constant teasing without ejaculating. About halfway into my 5-hour stay at the condo, I served the four of them dinner, trying to remember to curtsy at all the required moments. They had changed back into the clothes they were wearing before their swim, Anna and Kelly in short skirts, stockings and heels and Paul and Archer in jeans and polo shirts. Anna kept her little notepad next to her plate on the table, and occasionally wrote in it, causing me further anxiety. When not going back and forth between the kitchen and dining room, I was expected to stand by the table at attention – to refill glasses of the wine I had purchased, fold the napkins of anyone who got up from the table, or do anything else ordered of me. My cock tented out my tights the entire time, of course. My self consciousness about this at least had the advantage of taking my mind off my hunger somewhat, as I enviously watched the four of them eat the meal I had prepared (I sampled the stroganoff as I was cooking it, and thought it came out quite well).
Anna invited everyone to critique the meal afterwards, and it was generally agreed upon that the beef and mushroom sauce was delicious, but that the pasta was overcooked. The salad and dressing was a success, but the Italian green beans less so. I was grateful that Anna had not required me to also prepare dessert.
“Well, Professor maid, it seems that both punishments and a reward are in order for your uneven meal and service. You also earned demerits for failure to curtsy on at least four occasions – I’m sure that I missed others – and continued deficiencies in your technique. Also for how you walked in heels earlier. The mushy pasta and beans were also unacceptable. On the other hand, the stroganoff itself was excellent, as was the salad and dressing. The boys will administer your punishment, and Kelly and I will grant you your reward.”
I replied, with a curtsy, “Yes, princess. Thank you, princess.” The truth of the matter is I didn’t know which of the two caused me greater dread: the punishment or the reward.
“Which should we give him first?”, asked Kelly.
Paul said, “Definitely the punishment first. We need to leave enough time for the redness of his ass to fade in case Luke or his wife want to punish him as well when he gets home.”
“And a submissive freak like him will probably enjoy his reward more with a sore ass. I’ve calculated that he’s owed 120 spanks. 100 from today, and the 20 we didn’t give him on Tuesday that he was due. Which one oy you strapping young men will do the honors?”, said Anna.
“This is going to be so much fun to watch,” said Kelly gleefully.
“It’s going to be hot,” said Anna. “I get all tingly watching Paul punish the slaves. Especially the beta males and sissies.”
“I know you do, girlfriend. Me too,” said Kelly. “I think it’s only fair that each of the boys give him sixty spanks, so you and I get to enjoy this equally,” said Kelly.
“Sounds good. Okay with you guys?,” said Anna.
“Fine. After you,” Paul said to Archer.
“Happy to dish out some discipline to the old cuck. Should we take him up to the dungeon and put him over the bench?”, asked Archer.
“No need to. We have to use our hands for now because we can’t leave any asting marks on his ass. So just take him over your knee,” Paul replied.
“Oh, how I wish we could cane or strap him! I think the cane is a lot more persuasive than just your hands. And the welts can be lovely,” said Anna.
“Someday, babe. You just have to be patient,” said Paul. “Not one of your strong suits, I realize.”
“Don’t worry, ladies. I will make sure his spanking is plenty persuasive. Get over my knees, old man,” commanded Archer.
“Yes, sir.” I draped myself over his knees, incredibly ashamed as I felt my hard cock press through my tights against the jeans covering his firm thighs.
“Do you feel his little stiffie on your leg, honey?,” Kelly asked, tittering.
“I do, but not for long. I’m going to beat it out of him. By the time I’m finished with him, he’ll be as limp as one of the overcooked noodles he served us,” said Archer. I felt his sizable hand resting on the center of my tights-clad bottom. Without warning, he lifted his hand and brought it down sharply on my right cheek.
I typically tried to be stoic in such moments, but the ferocity of his strike (and the suddenness of it) caused me to cry out, “Ouch!” I heard the amusement of our audience.
“That’s right, honey. Give it to him good! Pull down his tights and give it to him on the bare,” said Kelly.
Archer did as Kelly requested. What followed were repeated, loud smacking sounds of flesh striking flesh – as Archer carefully alternated cheeks – accompanied by a slow but steady buildup of pain. The tights had offered negligible protection. The sound was the big difference, but it seemed to provide a more satisfying sensory experience for my three students, who were witnessing the remarkable spectacle of their professor being punished like a naughty child. By the 30th spank or so, the pain was intense. And Archer was correct, my cock had deflated under his relentless assault on my bottom. Not as severe as a cane or strapping certainly, but a hand spanking that rivaled Luke’s in intensity.
I heard Kelly say, “Now that’s what I’m talking about. Look at that shade of red, will you?”
“Not as lovely as welts, but not bad,” added Anna.
By the 50th spank, my attempt at stoicism was a distant memory.
“Please, sir. Please don’t hit me so hard.” He ignored me, delivering the final ten with extra zeal, if anything. When he was finished, it was difficult for my mind to process the fact that my chastisement was only halfway complete.
After Archer pushed me unceremoniously onto the hardwood floor, my tights still lowered to just below my poor, tenderized bottom, Kelly ordered me to stand up. I started to pull up my tights as I stood, but she said with surprising sternness, “Did I say you could pull up your tights, professor? Leave them down so we can all get a proper look at your little cock. Turn around and stand before us. Put your hands on top of your head.”
When I complied with her order, my cock was still quite limp, somewhat shriveled even. But almost as soon as I stood up, I felt it began to stir under their scrutiny.
“Look at the tiny, hairless thing.,” said Anna, smiling contemptuously.
“Pathetic,” said Archer, with a sneer.
“Oh, look. It’s starting to get bigger. That was quick! It must like all of the attention,” laughed Kelly.
With each humiliating comment, it grew harder. My ass was burning, but no longer under a constant barrage (for the moment, at least), the sensation only fueled my involuntary, indeed most unwanted, arousal.
“It looks like it’s up to me beat his hard-on back out of him,” said Paul, patting his knee. “Come over here, Rollins, so I can finish your correction. Leave your tights down. You have 60 more coming.”
As this was unthinkable to me, I felt compelled to try to negotiate – or, perhaps it would be more accurate to say, grovel. When I walked over to where Paul was sitting, rather than lie over his knees, I dropped to my own, at his feet.
“My lord, Sir Archer’s punishment was quite severe. I’m not sure that I can take another 60 right now. I beg you to show some mercy to your lowly page by deferring some of my punishment until next Tuesday.” I then grasped his right foot with my hands and began kissing the tops of his brown, leather shoe. “Please, my lord.”
That Paul was triumphant, bringing me to my knees and abasing myself at his feet – even without being expressly commanded to do so – was clearly evident in his supremely smug, self-satisfied expression. It was painful to behold, but not as painful as another 60 spanks on my already wounded bottom would be. Groveling was a skill that I been refining over the last several months with Luke, so I continued my efforts.
“Please, my lord. Surely you and Princess Anna have some more dry cleaning that needs to be done or some other errands that need to be run. Your humble page is at your disposal.”
“This is a trip,” said Kelly.
“It IS a sign of strength for a ruler to occasionally grant mercy. What do you think, babe?”, said Anna.
“I’m considering it,” said Paul. “Sharing information might help your cause, page. Tell me, what is the story with you bringing Neil Lawson a cup of coffee today? That coffee shop is on the other side of campus. Is that a service that you regularly provide for him? Before you answer, you should know that if I sense you’re not being completely truthful, I’ll add 20 spanks to your punishment now, rather than reduce or defer any of it. If I find out you’re lying after the fact, the consequences for you will be dire.”
To say that I felt somewhat trapped at that moment would be an understatement. I certainly didn’t want to reveal any information to Paul about the nature of my relationship with my colleague, and yet I felt that not doing so was perilous. The slippery slope, again.
So, I continued my descent. “I bring Neil a cup of coffee four days a week, my lord.”
“Why? Are you his lackey or something? You’re senior to him on the faculty, right? Shouldn’t he be the one bringing you coffee, if anything?”
“It’s true that Neil doesn’t have tenure yet but he’s up for tenure in the spring. But it’s not like junior faculty members run errands or anything like that for senior faculty members. It’s just that Neil knows that I’m on a diet and feels that the exercise will do me good. He takes a personal interest in my health and physical fitness, as my friend.”
“Sounds like bullshit to me. I’ve seen Neil lifting weights with Luke at the gym a couple of times. It looks like they’re getting to be pretty chummy.”
“Yes, my lord, they like to work out together. They bond over sports.”
“Interesting. Is Neil aware of your weekly weigh-ins and punishments for failing to lose weight?”, Paul continued his interrogation.
“Yes, my lord,” I answered, deeply ashamed.
“Well, you’ve definitely lost quite a bit of weight, professor. Keep up the good work!”, said Kelly, with seeming sincerity. What a surreal moment this was, I thought to myself.
“Thank you, Princess Kelly.”
“Does Luke allow Neil to witness your weigh-ins and punishments,” Paul asked.
“Yes, my lord. Twice.”
“Keep kissing my shoes when you’re not speaking. Does Luke allow Neil to participate in your punishments?”
“Yes, my lord. Once.” I started kissing the bottom of his right shoe.
Being humiliated and punished by Luke was shameful. Neil’s participation in my punishment and humiliation made it infinitely more so. Being humiliated and punished by my students was incredibly shameful. Them knowing that Neil, another professor in my department, not only was aware of, but even took an active part in my punishment and humiliation was indescribably shameful. It was more than a slippery slope. It was quicksand. And I was sinking deeper by the second.
Paul was not yet done with his interrogation, however. “What other services do you provide for Professor Lawson, besides bringing him coffee?”
I hesitated. But mindful of Paul’s warning (he did seem to have some mysterious ability to intuit and/or discover things about me), I came clean, thereby deepening the pit in which I was sinking: “On Wednesdays, when he has several back-to-back classes, I have started to massage his feet in his office.”
“I knew it! Last week when I walked into his office and you were there, you were acting very nervous. I saw his shoes on the floor next to his desk. There’s not really many reasons to take off your shoes and socks on a freezing day. I had a sneaky suspicion that that’s what was going on. You’re an even bigger beta than I could’ve conceived of, Rollins. Is there anyone you’re not subservient to?”
“Yes, my lord….I mean, prior to 10 months ago…I wasn’t submissive to anyone….except in…my…my, imagination. Everything’s different now…”
“You’re leading a male masochist’s dream! Lick the bottom of my shoe. Do you realize how extraordinarily fortunate you are, old man?”
“Yes, my lord,” I said before reapplying my tongue to the sole of Paul’s shoe.
“This discussion has been very useful. You’ve given me all kinds of ideas about how to further enhance your submissive experience to make it truly exceptional. To make it world class. All the building blocks are already in place. We just need to find a way to integrate them,” Paul said.
“Look how hard his baby cock is! He loves the idea!”, said Anna.
“Now lie down across my lap. The new information I learned just now has caused me to feel magnanimous, so I will grant you mercy by deferring 20 of your spanks until Tuesday and pardoning 10 altogether,” Paul said.
At that exact moment, having my remaining punishment cut in half (at least for that day), I was more grateful about the present reprieve than concerned about any possible future danger that might result from Paul’s increased knowledge. It was only later, during many restless, sleep-deprived nights, that I began to really worry about the possible implications of Paul knowing that I was also submissive to my fellow professor.
“You are very kind, my lord,” I said as his hand came crashing down on the center of my ass. The irony of the moment produced hearty laughter from both Anna and Kelly.
My tights were still lowered, so my erect, bare cock pressed against the denim – a coarser variety than Archer’s – of Paul’s jeans. How much shame could one person endure in a single evening? But it was only 8:30 PM; I still had over an hour left with my young tormentors.
Whereas Archer’s technique was to alternate cheeks, Paul preferred picking one spot and sticking to it for repeated spanks. He focused on the center of my bottom, initially 10 strikes where the crack of my ass began and then moving methodically lower until the final 20 were on the area closest to my scrotum. Unfortunately, Paul hit harder today than on my last visit, no doubt making sure he at least matched the force of Archer in front of the two young women, who were watching with rapt attention. As he delivered the final twenty or so spanks, the pain was searing and I began kicking my legs more and more and squirming around on his lap in a futile attempt to alleviate it, or to escape. On the bright side, my erection quickly subsided under the intensity of his assault.
“Stay still, or I will add the 30 back,” he warned, sternly, grabbing my right arm and holding it tightly behind my back with his free hand.
When he was finally done, he roughly pulled up my tights, producing a wedgie effect, and almost playfully swatted my bottom twice, saying, “You may get up now. Go stand in the corner. Hands behind your head.”
I did as commanded, but Kelly objected, “Why did you pull his tights back up? I want to see what shade of red his ass is now.”
“Lower your tights, page boy,” ordered Anna.
“Yes, princess,” I said, following her command. My eyes were wet with tears, but I was hoping they wouldn’t notice. I wanted to at least deprive them of the satisfaction that they caused me to cry.
“Do I hear sniffling, professor? Did getting spanked by his big, mean student make the poor, wimpy professor cry?”
“No, Princess Kelly.”
“I’m not sure I believe you,” Kelly replied.
“Look at his ass. The color reminds me of raw hamburger meat. Are you sure it will heel quickly enough, babe?”, asked Anna.
“Archer and I hit him hard, but not hard enough for any permanent bruises. The color will fade quickly,” said Paul. “Sort of like a sunset. An intense color that fades quickly.”
“Too bad. It’s such a lovely color, “ said Kelly.
After 10 minutes, during which they passed around a joint and continued to tease me, Anna said, “You’re right, the color is starting to fade already. Turn around, you naughty page boy, and face us. Keep your hands on your head.”
“Well, the color of ass may be like setting like the sun, but his little cock is compensating for it,” said Kelly, with a giggle.
“Pathetic,” commented the eloquent Archer.
I looked down to see my cock standing at attention through my tights, wishing I could simply disappear. I stood there shamefully for another twenty minutes as they finished a second joint.
After they finished, Anna said, “We’re running out of time before the good professor turns into a pumpkin. It’s time for your reward, professor. Obeisance!”
Recalling last week, I quickly dropped to the floor down on my belly and clasped my hands behind my back.
“Very good. You remembered,” Anna said. “Now slither on your belly to our feet, as we taught you.”
I began my humiliating belly crawl across the floor – only a few feet, but it felt like many more – my hard cock grinding into the hardwood, once again fearful that the combination of the potent humiliation and the stimulus to my cock would result in me ejaculating en route. Fortunately, it did not. Once I reached them, I craned my neck up to look at the four pairs of shoes hovering above me, and planted a kiss on the top of each, as I had been instructed during my last visit.
Anna then said, “Kelly, switch places with Paul, please.”
Once she did, Anna ordered me to lie on my back next to where she and Kelly were seated on the sofa. Rolling over, I winced with pain as my bottom touched the floor. From experience, I knew that sitting would be uncomfortable for the next day or two.
She then said to Kelly, “Do you want to provide the olfactory stimulation or the tactile stimulation?”
As if this was a routine occurrence in their lives, Kelly said, “Oh, definitely the tactile stimulation. It will be fun to toy with his little dicklet. Besides, based on what Paul said about your foot sweat, you’re the one who can provide the best olfactory stimulation.” Kelly chuckled.
“Very funny,” said Anna, smiling. “Very well.”
Anna removed her heels and placed her moist stocking-clad feet directly over my nose and mouth. Kelly kept her heels on and began pressing the toe of her right heel firmly into my balls, through my tights. She then began lightly kicking my balls. It was mildly painful, but not so painful that it caused my hard cock to deflate; it was painful yet still highly arousing, a well calibrated approach that suggested to me that Kelly had some experience tormenting others along similar lines.
“Take deep breaths, professor,” Anna ordered.
Her feet indeed had a strong, distinct odor, at once malodorous and fragrant, sour yet sweet. As I inhaled, Kelly began grinding her heel directly into the underside of my cock, pressing it into my body. Only about three minutes into this sensuous torture, my cock erupted, my semen seeping copiously through my white tights. I groaned involuntarily as I orgasmed, a groan of simultaneous ecstasy and despair. Because I hadn’t come in so long, I produced what was for me at least, a prodigious amount. What appalling, exquisite humiliation! I tried to imagine what it would be like facing my three students in class next week, or for that matter, any time again for the rest of my life. It was certainly a moment that would never be forgotten by anyone in that room.
“It looks like our professor enjoyed his reward,” Kelly said, snickering. “And I could tell when he was about to shoot his wad, so I moved my foot away just in the nick of time.” She picked up her heel and pointed at it, “See no icky professor goo. It’s clean.”
Anna said to me, “You see, being enslaved to us is not all about punishment. There are rewards as well, occasionally.”
“Yes, thank you Princess Anna, Princess Kelly.”
Well, at least I wouldn’t have to lick up my ejaculate this time. Paul threw me a towel. I was permitted to clean myself up and was then ordered to put the towel into the washing machine (by itself, as Anna didn’t want the towel I soiled to be near any of their clothes or linen). I then cleared up the kitchen. Finally, I was allowed to change back into my street clothes. Before I left the apartment, I was required one last time to bow down before each of them, kiss their feet and thank them for allowing me to be of service. I then went down the elevator, relieved to see a different doorman (one who I had never encountered before), who more or less ignored me as I exited the building.
I pulled up to my house at 10:20 P.M., surprised to see the light on in the kitchen. When Brooke and Luke went out to dinner on Thursdays, Luke usually drove, so it was not unusual to see Brooke’s car in the driveway. Maybe they had just forgotten to turn off the lights?
But as I entered the kitchen, I was alarmed to see Brooke sitting alone at the table. Expecting to be asked where I had been, I started trying to think of plausible explanations.
However, Brooke simply looked up at me. She had a glum expression on her face and her eyes were bloodshot, as if she had been crying. Something was definitely up.
“Hi, honey,” I said, nervously.
“Hi.”
“Where’s Luke?”
“He’s gone.”
“Will he back later, or is he staying at his house tonight?”
“He’ll be staying at his house every night from now on.”
“What are you talking about? What happened?”
“Go get a bottle of scotch and two glasses. I need a drink.”
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“Oh, professor page,” I heard Anna yell from the living room, “You better get your ass out here quick.”
I quickly rinsed off my hands scurried into the living room, greeted by the two couples sprawled out on the sectional couch in their swimwear, Anna and Kelly in string bikinis and Archer and Paul in speedos. My cock was never limp that day, but there were moments – typically, those of the most intense humiliation – when it was harder than others. Seeing the four fit young bodies in all (or at least, most of) their glory was one of them. And while my gaze naturally was first drawn to Anna’s toned, long legs and taut midriff, followed by Kelly shorter, but still attractive legs and pretty toes, I would be lying if I didn’t admit to admiration of the slender, muscular swimmer bodies of the two young men as well.
My eyes also drifted over Paul’s bare feet. It was the first time I had seen bare the feet I had kissed in the bar through his sneakers or in the apartment through his thick wool socks. I was curious, naturally, but didn’t want to be too obvious, so quickly averted my glance before getting a good look. I need not have worried, however, as I would be spending a great deal of time up close and personal with his bare feet (and Anna’s) in the months that followed, starting a few minutes later. Paul did not have the same obsession with having his feet worshipped as Luke did, but there is no question that he greatly enjoyed the power trip of having an older authority figure quite literally at his feet.
I must also confess that in addition to dwelling as long as I dared on the breasts of Anna (like Brooke’s, ample but not overly large) and Kelly (slightly larger and, to my mind, less proportional to her shorter frame), my eyes also flittered over the speedo-clad crotches of Paul and Archer. Speedos leave so little to the imagination. While I was mortified when forced to wear a speedo, my inadequacy on full display, these two young athletes were completely at ease. Their muscular, chiseled bodies were one explanation for that; the size of their bulges was another.
“Perhaps the professor page can stop ogling our bodies long enough to get us all another round of drinks,” said Anna.
Kelly said, “I think he’s staring more at the boys’ bodies than he is at ours, Anna. I’m jealous.”
“Most cucks are closet fags, so that’s no surprise,” said Paul.
I wanted to object that I wasn’t gay, closet or otherwise. I wanted to say, “What about you, someone who enjoys humiliating other males, forcing them to dress in feminine clothing, spanking their bare bottoms with your bare hands, perhaps other, more intimate things….What does all of that make you?” But I dared not I was say anything of the kind. Instead I simply confirmed their drink orders and hurried off to make them, checking on my stroganoff. And being honest with myself, while I knew beyond a doubt that I was not homosexual, I did have to admit that I was not immune to the physical attractions of dominant, young alpha males. Did I have this attraction prior to the events of the last seven months when Luke came onto the scene like a cyclone? Probably on some level, yes, but it had been latent. No longer.
When I returned to the living room with a serving tray holding their four cocktails, trying hard not to spill any of them, Paul said, “We know our page boy knows how to clean shoes, but what about other personal duties? Who besides me would like a foot massage?”
“That sounds like an excellent idea, dude. Count me in,” said Archer.
“You two boys go ahead. If he does a good job, Kelly and I may have him massage our feet as well,” said Anna.
“Start with Archer. On your knees, of course, page,” said Paul.
“Yes sir,” I said, kneeling before Archer, and beginning to work on his feet with warmup twists and arch rubs. His feet were somewhat calloused, but well formed.
“Ah, that feels good. He’s actually not too bad at this,” Archer said.
Pointing at my crotch, Kelly said, “Look, his little cock is stiff again. Are you excited to massage my boyfriend’s feet, professor?” As she spoke, she pressed her toes lightly against my cock through my tights. It surprised me that it was Kelly, rather than Anna (or even Paul), to first touch my liberated cock.
“No, Princess Kelly.”
“No? But your little stiffie says otherwise. Are you not being honest with us, professor?” She pressed a little harder with her foot, smiling wickedly.
In truth, the entire situation was incredibly arousing and, therefore, incredibly humiliating. Which made it still more arousing. It was a viscous cycle, one which I had been getting increasingly used to with Luke and Brooke. But the dynamics with my students and Archer were different, and, if anything, more intense. Was it the greater age disparity, the bigger inversion of authority, the fact that there was an element of coercion involved? All of the above? Brooke would tell me that I think about these things too much. She would counsel me to go with flow, enjoy the game, embrace the sheer eroticism of it all. I tried valiantly to do just that. Can one be valiant in accepting servitude and abuse?, I wondered (see how I over analyze everything?!)
Lancelot would no doubt have answered my question in the affirmative. Yet, his servitude was solely to Guinevere, and the abuse and humiliations he suffered were solely to satisfy her commands, her whims. Whereas Brooke was not even aware of my servitude to my students. Still, I could tell myself – with some degree of honesty – that the indignities I was suffering at their hands were because of my devotion to Brooke. Because I was in their power as a direct consequence of my obedience to Luke, and I was obedient to Luke for Brooke and Brooke alone. The frail heartbeat of chivalry was still detectable (to me, at least). Perhaps the time had come to tell Brooke of my predicament with Paul and Anna? But there was something so shameful about it. Would it diminish me in Brooke’s eyes in some different, profound and irrevocable way? Or would she hug me, perhaps even thank me for my sacrifice, and tell me everything will be okay?
These were the myriad thoughts that ran through my head as I also contemplated my response to Kelly’s fraught question. “No, princess, I mean, it’s all of your feet…,” I answered,lamely.
She snickered. “Well, you are the Liitle Foot Page, so I guess it makes sense that you’re turned on by feet.”
“Pretty much all submissive guys are turned on by feet. Issac is insane for my feet,” said Anna. You will recall that Issac was the young male slave in Paul’s and Anna’s stable.
“Not just submissive men. Cindy loves worshiping your feet too, babe,” Paul said to Anna. If you recall, Cindy (who, like Issac, I had not yet met at that point) was another member of Paul’s and Anna’s stable of slaves, a fellow student at the college whose intense crush on Paul was not reciprocated. Instead, he put her squarely into “ the friendzone,” eventually introducing her to Anna. Cindy was now a submissive servant to both of them, grateful to be part of Paul’s life under any circumstances.
Anna said to Kelly, “I don’t know about you, but I love having my feet pampered and having my toes sucked, and love the sight of submissive creatures groveling at my feet. At the same time, I couldn’t imagine in a million fucking years being the one doing the sucking or groveling. I have no desire to be that close to anyone’s feet.”
“I know exactly what you mean. I wouldn’t even want to kiss Archer if he sucked my toes. Ew, gross,” said Kelly, with a little shudder.
Archer interjected, “Yo’ve got nothing to worry about there, darling. You have pretty feet, but I have zero desire to kiss or lick them.”
“Or course you don’t, you’re not a perv, like the good professor here. Professor pervert, kiss the bottom of the foot you’re massaging. You don’t mind having your feet kissed, do you sweetheart?” Kelly asked Archer.
“No, I have no problem being worshipped. And I’m secure enough in my masculinity that I don’t care if it’s a submissive cuck like this loser doing the worshiping.”
“That’s what I love about you, sweetheart. You’re masculine, dominant AND open minded. That’s like icing on a yummy cake.,” Kelly said, as she started to kiss Archer passionately. “Professor, keep kissing the bottoms of my man’s feet while we make out.”
I kissed the balls of Archer’s feet, trying to avoid the callouses. I wondered: aren’t swimmers more prone to plantar warts, walking around all those bacteria-riddled pools and locker rooms in their bare feet? I knew plantar warts are highly contagious. Could I get warts on my lips or in my mouth? I made a mental note to research this on-line later. From extensive experience with Brooke and Luke, I was well aware of the aphrodisiac effect my submission could have on a couple dominating me. The exact reasons for this still remain something of a mystery to me. Just like you have to be a masochist to understand certain things, I guess you have to be a dominant or a sadist to understand others.
As if reading my thoughts, Anna said, “I think submissives’ brains must be wired differently. They have to be for them to enjoy feet so much. I mean, sometimes after we work out at the gym, Paul and I will rest our feet right on Cindy’s face. Can you imagine? Our sweaty, wet socks covering her nose and mouth. You’d think she’d have some self-respect and tell us to go to hell. Or, at a minimum, that she’d complain about the smell. Not that my feet smell, of course, but Paul’s smell something awful after he’s been working out,” she smiled at him.
“Yeah, right, babe,” Paul replied. He then explained to Kelly and Archer, “Don’t believe anything she says about her feet not smelling. The smell of her foot sweat is overpowering.”
“Bullshit,” Anna said, smiling and hitting him on the shoulder. “But, like I was saying, far from protesting, Cindy actually inhales the smell of our sweat socks and our sweaty feet. She almost looks as if she’s in ecstasy, like she’s smelling perfume or fresh flowers or something. And she even looks happy when she’s licking the toe jam and lint from between my toes. It’s disgusting. But it’s pretty funny watching her. And I like the sensation of her tongue on my toes.”
“It’s what I’ve been telling you for awhile now, babe. Submissives are intellectually inferior. They’re sexual deviants. By humiliating and abusing them, we’re giving them what they want, what they need, in fact. So there’s no reason for us to feel bad when we mistreat them. We’re actually doing them a favor,” said Paul.
Paul was a Psychology major and fancied himself some sort of authority on this subject apparently, although it was clear to me that he was greatly oversimplifying what were, in reality, very complicated human relationship dynamics. He also had a facile understanding of human intelligence. Under different circumstances, I might have tried to engage him in a debate. But to have done so at that moment would have been the height of folly, so I kept my mouth shut and my fingers busy.
After spending 15 minutes on Archer’s feet, I massaged the feet of my three students for the same amount of time (timed by Paul). Paul and Anna kissed each other while I worked on Anna’s feet, much as Archer and Kelly had done. Each insisted I respectfully kiss the bottoms of their feet after finishing the massage. Paul was last. While I massaged his feet, Anna prodded my balls with her high heel shoe, laughing as my cock twitched through my tights. Having been denied release for so long, my biggest fear was that all of the stimuli – the scantily-clad, young bodies, the humiliating dissection of my fetishes, the pressure of Anna’s foot (which she occasionally brushed against my the underside of my shaft) – would cause me to ejaculate. The thought of that was beyond mortifying, so I did everything I could possibly do to distract myself mentally.
Their ongoing conversation about feet did not make my task an easy one.
“Rollins, you’re actually pretty good at this. In a sensible world, you would be spending your time in your classes massaging all of your students’ feet rather than lecturing to them. It’s a better use of your talents.” There did seem to be a general consensus that I have a knack (was Paul’s term, “talent,” too strong a word) for giving foot massages. I guess there’s at least one thing I can do well with my hands after all, I thought to myself.
“Now, Paul. Don’t be cruel. I’ve had some pretty good courses with Professor Foot Page. I don’t see any reason why he couldn’t lecture while he massages everyone’s feet.” Kelly giggled.
Anna snickered. “Can you picture it? I can. He would be dressed just as he is now, crawling from student to student.”
“Yes, and then he could massage the feet of all of the other faculty members of the English department,” said Kelly, giggling.
“I wouldn’t be surprised if he wasn’t already massaging Neil Lawson’s feet. Lawson already has him fetching his coffee. Or he did today, at least. There’s definitely something going on there,” said Paul.
I couldn’t decide whether to be relieved Paul didn’t know any specifics or to be distressed that he was so suspicious – and that his instincts were correct. I remained silent.
Paul continued, “He obviously has a big foot fetish, like most submissives. Rollins, you ought to consider having a whole chapter dedicated to foot worship in that book you’re working on. You’ll be a real authority on the subject before we’re finished with you.”
Putting aside the implicit threat in his last remark, Paul actually might be on to something, I thought. I had been struggling with the organization of my book, which had really evolved quite a bit over the last six months. While I still aimed to show how medieval courtly poetry was what started the rich history of male masochism in western literature, I was increasingly focusing on contemporary BDSM cuckold fiction and what had clearly been an explosion in interest in that lifestyle in recent years, globally.
Miraculously, I was able to get through the massages and constant teasing without ejaculating. About halfway into my 5-hour stay at the condo, I served the four of them dinner, trying to remember to curtsy at all the required moments. They had changed back into the clothes they were wearing before their swim, Anna and Kelly in short skirts, stockings and heels and Paul and Archer in jeans and polo shirts. Anna kept her little notepad next to her plate on the table, and occasionally wrote in it, causing me further anxiety. When not going back and forth between the kitchen and dining room, I was expected to stand by the table at attention – to refill glasses of the wine I had purchased, fold the napkins of anyone who got up from the table, or do anything else ordered of me. My cock tented out my tights the entire time, of course. My self consciousness about this at least had the advantage of taking my mind off my hunger somewhat, as I enviously watched the four of them eat the meal I had prepared (I sampled the stroganoff as I was cooking it, and thought it came out quite well).
Anna invited everyone to critique the meal afterwards, and it was generally agreed upon that the beef and mushroom sauce was delicious, but that the pasta was overcooked. The salad and dressing was a success, but the Italian green beans less so. I was grateful that Anna had not required me to also prepare dessert.
“Well, Professor maid, it seems that both punishments and a reward are in order for your uneven meal and service. You also earned demerits for failure to curtsy on at least four occasions – I’m sure that I missed others – and continued deficiencies in your technique. Also for how you walked in heels earlier. The mushy pasta and beans were also unacceptable. On the other hand, the stroganoff itself was excellent, as was the salad and dressing. The boys will administer your punishment, and Kelly and I will grant you your reward.”
I replied, with a curtsy, “Yes, princess. Thank you, princess.” The truth of the matter is I didn’t know which of the two caused me greater dread: the punishment or the reward.
“Which should we give him first?”, asked Kelly.
Paul said, “Definitely the punishment first. We need to leave enough time for the redness of his ass to fade in case Luke or his wife want to punish him as well when he gets home.”
“And a submissive freak like him will probably enjoy his reward more with a sore ass. I’ve calculated that he’s owed 120 spanks. 100 from today, and the 20 we didn’t give him on Tuesday that he was due. Which one oy you strapping young men will do the honors?”, said Anna.
“This is going to be so much fun to watch,” said Kelly gleefully.
“It’s going to be hot,” said Anna. “I get all tingly watching Paul punish the slaves. Especially the beta males and sissies.”
“I know you do, girlfriend. Me too,” said Kelly. “I think it’s only fair that each of the boys give him sixty spanks, so you and I get to enjoy this equally,” said Kelly.
“Sounds good. Okay with you guys?,” said Anna.
“Fine. After you,” Paul said to Archer.
“Happy to dish out some discipline to the old cuck. Should we take him up to the dungeon and put him over the bench?”, asked Archer.
“No need to. We have to use our hands for now because we can’t leave any asting marks on his ass. So just take him over your knee,” Paul replied.
“Oh, how I wish we could cane or strap him! I think the cane is a lot more persuasive than just your hands. And the welts can be lovely,” said Anna.
“Someday, babe. You just have to be patient,” said Paul. “Not one of your strong suits, I realize.”
“Don’t worry, ladies. I will make sure his spanking is plenty persuasive. Get over my knees, old man,” commanded Archer.
“Yes, sir.” I draped myself over his knees, incredibly ashamed as I felt my hard cock press through my tights against the jeans covering his firm thighs.
“Do you feel his little stiffie on your leg, honey?,” Kelly asked, tittering.
“I do, but not for long. I’m going to beat it out of him. By the time I’m finished with him, he’ll be as limp as one of the overcooked noodles he served us,” said Archer. I felt his sizable hand resting on the center of my tights-clad bottom. Without warning, he lifted his hand and brought it down sharply on my right cheek.
I typically tried to be stoic in such moments, but the ferocity of his strike (and the suddenness of it) caused me to cry out, “Ouch!” I heard the amusement of our audience.
“That’s right, honey. Give it to him good! Pull down his tights and give it to him on the bare,” said Kelly.
Archer did as Kelly requested. What followed were repeated, loud smacking sounds of flesh striking flesh – as Archer carefully alternated cheeks – accompanied by a slow but steady buildup of pain. The tights had offered negligible protection. The sound was the big difference, but it seemed to provide a more satisfying sensory experience for my three students, who were witnessing the remarkable spectacle of their professor being punished like a naughty child. By the 30th spank or so, the pain was intense. And Archer was correct, my cock had deflated under his relentless assault on my bottom. Not as severe as a cane or strapping certainly, but a hand spanking that rivaled Luke’s in intensity.
I heard Kelly say, “Now that’s what I’m talking about. Look at that shade of red, will you?”
“Not as lovely as welts, but not bad,” added Anna.
By the 50th spank, my attempt at stoicism was a distant memory.
“Please, sir. Please don’t hit me so hard.” He ignored me, delivering the final ten with extra zeal, if anything. When he was finished, it was difficult for my mind to process the fact that my chastisement was only halfway complete.
After Archer pushed me unceremoniously onto the hardwood floor, my tights still lowered to just below my poor, tenderized bottom, Kelly ordered me to stand up. I started to pull up my tights as I stood, but she said with surprising sternness, “Did I say you could pull up your tights, professor? Leave them down so we can all get a proper look at your little cock. Turn around and stand before us. Put your hands on top of your head.”
When I complied with her order, my cock was still quite limp, somewhat shriveled even. But almost as soon as I stood up, I felt it began to stir under their scrutiny.
“Look at the tiny, hairless thing.,” said Anna, smiling contemptuously.
“Pathetic,” said Archer, with a sneer.
“Oh, look. It’s starting to get bigger. That was quick! It must like all of the attention,” laughed Kelly.
With each humiliating comment, it grew harder. My ass was burning, but no longer under a constant barrage (for the moment, at least), the sensation only fueled my involuntary, indeed most unwanted, arousal.
“It looks like it’s up to me beat his hard-on back out of him,” said Paul, patting his knee. “Come over here, Rollins, so I can finish your correction. Leave your tights down. You have 60 more coming.”
As this was unthinkable to me, I felt compelled to try to negotiate – or, perhaps it would be more accurate to say, grovel. When I walked over to where Paul was sitting, rather than lie over his knees, I dropped to my own, at his feet.
“My lord, Sir Archer’s punishment was quite severe. I’m not sure that I can take another 60 right now. I beg you to show some mercy to your lowly page by deferring some of my punishment until next Tuesday.” I then grasped his right foot with my hands and began kissing the tops of his brown, leather shoe. “Please, my lord.”
That Paul was triumphant, bringing me to my knees and abasing myself at his feet – even without being expressly commanded to do so – was clearly evident in his supremely smug, self-satisfied expression. It was painful to behold, but not as painful as another 60 spanks on my already wounded bottom would be. Groveling was a skill that I been refining over the last several months with Luke, so I continued my efforts.
“Please, my lord. Surely you and Princess Anna have some more dry cleaning that needs to be done or some other errands that need to be run. Your humble page is at your disposal.”
“This is a trip,” said Kelly.
“It IS a sign of strength for a ruler to occasionally grant mercy. What do you think, babe?”, said Anna.
“I’m considering it,” said Paul. “Sharing information might help your cause, page. Tell me, what is the story with you bringing Neil Lawson a cup of coffee today? That coffee shop is on the other side of campus. Is that a service that you regularly provide for him? Before you answer, you should know that if I sense you’re not being completely truthful, I’ll add 20 spanks to your punishment now, rather than reduce or defer any of it. If I find out you’re lying after the fact, the consequences for you will be dire.”
To say that I felt somewhat trapped at that moment would be an understatement. I certainly didn’t want to reveal any information to Paul about the nature of my relationship with my colleague, and yet I felt that not doing so was perilous. The slippery slope, again.
So, I continued my descent. “I bring Neil a cup of coffee four days a week, my lord.”
“Why? Are you his lackey or something? You’re senior to him on the faculty, right? Shouldn’t he be the one bringing you coffee, if anything?”
“It’s true that Neil doesn’t have tenure yet but he’s up for tenure in the spring. But it’s not like junior faculty members run errands or anything like that for senior faculty members. It’s just that Neil knows that I’m on a diet and feels that the exercise will do me good. He takes a personal interest in my health and physical fitness, as my friend.”
“Sounds like bullshit to me. I’ve seen Neil lifting weights with Luke at the gym a couple of times. It looks like they’re getting to be pretty chummy.”
“Yes, my lord, they like to work out together. They bond over sports.”
“Interesting. Is Neil aware of your weekly weigh-ins and punishments for failing to lose weight?”, Paul continued his interrogation.
“Yes, my lord,” I answered, deeply ashamed.
“Well, you’ve definitely lost quite a bit of weight, professor. Keep up the good work!”, said Kelly, with seeming sincerity. What a surreal moment this was, I thought to myself.
“Thank you, Princess Kelly.”
“Does Luke allow Neil to witness your weigh-ins and punishments,” Paul asked.
“Yes, my lord. Twice.”
“Keep kissing my shoes when you’re not speaking. Does Luke allow Neil to participate in your punishments?”
“Yes, my lord. Once.” I started kissing the bottom of his right shoe.
Being humiliated and punished by Luke was shameful. Neil’s participation in my punishment and humiliation made it infinitely more so. Being humiliated and punished by my students was incredibly shameful. Them knowing that Neil, another professor in my department, not only was aware of, but even took an active part in my punishment and humiliation was indescribably shameful. It was more than a slippery slope. It was quicksand. And I was sinking deeper by the second.
Paul was not yet done with his interrogation, however. “What other services do you provide for Professor Lawson, besides bringing him coffee?”
I hesitated. But mindful of Paul’s warning (he did seem to have some mysterious ability to intuit and/or discover things about me), I came clean, thereby deepening the pit in which I was sinking: “On Wednesdays, when he has several back-to-back classes, I have started to massage his feet in his office.”
“I knew it! Last week when I walked into his office and you were there, you were acting very nervous. I saw his shoes on the floor next to his desk. There’s not really many reasons to take off your shoes and socks on a freezing day. I had a sneaky suspicion that that’s what was going on. You’re an even bigger beta than I could’ve conceived of, Rollins. Is there anyone you’re not subservient to?”
“Yes, my lord….I mean, prior to 10 months ago…I wasn’t submissive to anyone….except in…my…my, imagination. Everything’s different now…”
“You’re leading a male masochist’s dream! Lick the bottom of my shoe. Do you realize how extraordinarily fortunate you are, old man?”
“Yes, my lord,” I said before reapplying my tongue to the sole of Paul’s shoe.
“This discussion has been very useful. You’ve given me all kinds of ideas about how to further enhance your submissive experience to make it truly exceptional. To make it world class. All the building blocks are already in place. We just need to find a way to integrate them,” Paul said.
“Look how hard his baby cock is! He loves the idea!”, said Anna.
“Now lie down across my lap. The new information I learned just now has caused me to feel magnanimous, so I will grant you mercy by deferring 20 of your spanks until Tuesday and pardoning 10 altogether,” Paul said.
At that exact moment, having my remaining punishment cut in half (at least for that day), I was more grateful about the present reprieve than concerned about any possible future danger that might result from Paul’s increased knowledge. It was only later, during many restless, sleep-deprived nights, that I began to really worry about the possible implications of Paul knowing that I was also submissive to my fellow professor.
“You are very kind, my lord,” I said as his hand came crashing down on the center of my ass. The irony of the moment produced hearty laughter from both Anna and Kelly.
My tights were still lowered, so my erect, bare cock pressed against the denim – a coarser variety than Archer’s – of Paul’s jeans. How much shame could one person endure in a single evening? But it was only 8:30 PM; I still had over an hour left with my young tormentors.
Whereas Archer’s technique was to alternate cheeks, Paul preferred picking one spot and sticking to it for repeated spanks. He focused on the center of my bottom, initially 10 strikes where the crack of my ass began and then moving methodically lower until the final 20 were on the area closest to my scrotum. Unfortunately, Paul hit harder today than on my last visit, no doubt making sure he at least matched the force of Archer in front of the two young women, who were watching with rapt attention. As he delivered the final twenty or so spanks, the pain was searing and I began kicking my legs more and more and squirming around on his lap in a futile attempt to alleviate it, or to escape. On the bright side, my erection quickly subsided under the intensity of his assault.
“Stay still, or I will add the 30 back,” he warned, sternly, grabbing my right arm and holding it tightly behind my back with his free hand.
When he was finally done, he roughly pulled up my tights, producing a wedgie effect, and almost playfully swatted my bottom twice, saying, “You may get up now. Go stand in the corner. Hands behind your head.”
I did as commanded, but Kelly objected, “Why did you pull his tights back up? I want to see what shade of red his ass is now.”
“Lower your tights, page boy,” ordered Anna.
“Yes, princess,” I said, following her command. My eyes were wet with tears, but I was hoping they wouldn’t notice. I wanted to at least deprive them of the satisfaction that they caused me to cry.
“Do I hear sniffling, professor? Did getting spanked by his big, mean student make the poor, wimpy professor cry?”
“No, Princess Kelly.”
“I’m not sure I believe you,” Kelly replied.
“Look at his ass. The color reminds me of raw hamburger meat. Are you sure it will heel quickly enough, babe?”, asked Anna.
“Archer and I hit him hard, but not hard enough for any permanent bruises. The color will fade quickly,” said Paul. “Sort of like a sunset. An intense color that fades quickly.”
“Too bad. It’s such a lovely color, “ said Kelly.
After 10 minutes, during which they passed around a joint and continued to tease me, Anna said, “You’re right, the color is starting to fade already. Turn around, you naughty page boy, and face us. Keep your hands on your head.”
“Well, the color of ass may be like setting like the sun, but his little cock is compensating for it,” said Kelly, with a giggle.
“Pathetic,” commented the eloquent Archer.
I looked down to see my cock standing at attention through my tights, wishing I could simply disappear. I stood there shamefully for another twenty minutes as they finished a second joint.
After they finished, Anna said, “We’re running out of time before the good professor turns into a pumpkin. It’s time for your reward, professor. Obeisance!”
Recalling last week, I quickly dropped to the floor down on my belly and clasped my hands behind my back.
“Very good. You remembered,” Anna said. “Now slither on your belly to our feet, as we taught you.”
I began my humiliating belly crawl across the floor – only a few feet, but it felt like many more – my hard cock grinding into the hardwood, once again fearful that the combination of the potent humiliation and the stimulus to my cock would result in me ejaculating en route. Fortunately, it did not. Once I reached them, I craned my neck up to look at the four pairs of shoes hovering above me, and planted a kiss on the top of each, as I had been instructed during my last visit.
Anna then said, “Kelly, switch places with Paul, please.”
Once she did, Anna ordered me to lie on my back next to where she and Kelly were seated on the sofa. Rolling over, I winced with pain as my bottom touched the floor. From experience, I knew that sitting would be uncomfortable for the next day or two.
She then said to Kelly, “Do you want to provide the olfactory stimulation or the tactile stimulation?”
As if this was a routine occurrence in their lives, Kelly said, “Oh, definitely the tactile stimulation. It will be fun to toy with his little dicklet. Besides, based on what Paul said about your foot sweat, you’re the one who can provide the best olfactory stimulation.” Kelly chuckled.
“Very funny,” said Anna, smiling. “Very well.”
Anna removed her heels and placed her moist stocking-clad feet directly over my nose and mouth. Kelly kept her heels on and began pressing the toe of her right heel firmly into my balls, through my tights. She then began lightly kicking my balls. It was mildly painful, but not so painful that it caused my hard cock to deflate; it was painful yet still highly arousing, a well calibrated approach that suggested to me that Kelly had some experience tormenting others along similar lines.
“Take deep breaths, professor,” Anna ordered.
Her feet indeed had a strong, distinct odor, at once malodorous and fragrant, sour yet sweet. As I inhaled, Kelly began grinding her heel directly into the underside of my cock, pressing it into my body. Only about three minutes into this sensuous torture, my cock erupted, my semen seeping copiously through my white tights. I groaned involuntarily as I orgasmed, a groan of simultaneous ecstasy and despair. Because I hadn’t come in so long, I produced what was for me at least, a prodigious amount. What appalling, exquisite humiliation! I tried to imagine what it would be like facing my three students in class next week, or for that matter, any time again for the rest of my life. It was certainly a moment that would never be forgotten by anyone in that room.
“It looks like our professor enjoyed his reward,” Kelly said, snickering. “And I could tell when he was about to shoot his wad, so I moved my foot away just in the nick of time.” She picked up her heel and pointed at it, “See no icky professor goo. It’s clean.”
Anna said to me, “You see, being enslaved to us is not all about punishment. There are rewards as well, occasionally.”
“Yes, thank you Princess Anna, Princess Kelly.”
Well, at least I wouldn’t have to lick up my ejaculate this time. Paul threw me a towel. I was permitted to clean myself up and was then ordered to put the towel into the washing machine (by itself, as Anna didn’t want the towel I soiled to be near any of their clothes or linen). I then cleared up the kitchen. Finally, I was allowed to change back into my street clothes. Before I left the apartment, I was required one last time to bow down before each of them, kiss their feet and thank them for allowing me to be of service. I then went down the elevator, relieved to see a different doorman (one who I had never encountered before), who more or less ignored me as I exited the building.
I pulled up to my house at 10:20 P.M., surprised to see the light on in the kitchen. When Brooke and Luke went out to dinner on Thursdays, Luke usually drove, so it was not unusual to see Brooke’s car in the driveway. Maybe they had just forgotten to turn off the lights?
But as I entered the kitchen, I was alarmed to see Brooke sitting alone at the table. Expecting to be asked where I had been, I started trying to think of plausible explanations.
However, Brooke simply looked up at me. She had a glum expression on her face and her eyes were bloodshot, as if she had been crying. Something was definitely up.
“Hi, honey,” I said, nervously.
“Hi.”
“Where’s Luke?”
“He’s gone.”
“Will he back later, or is he staying at his house tonight?”
“He’ll be staying at his house every night from now on.”
“What are you talking about? What happened?”
“Go get a bottle of scotch and two glasses. I need a drink.”
2024.06.02 16:35 foowfoowfoow snp3.10: with kokālika
a rather frightening sutta on the importance of right speech (link to full sutta is below and is well worth a read):
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A person is born with an axe in their mouth.https://suttacentral.net/snp3.10/en/sujato
A fool cuts themselves with it when they say bad words.
When you praise someone worthy of criticism,
or criticize someone worthy of praise,
you choose bad luck with your own mouth:
you’ll never find happiness that way.
Bad luck at dice is a trivial thing, if all you lose is your money and all you own, even yourself.
What’s really terrible luck is to hate the holy ones.
For more than two quinquadecillion years, and another five quattuordecillion years,
a slanderer of noble ones goes to hell,
having aimed bad words and thoughts at them.
A liar goes to hell, as does one who denies what they did.
Both are equal in the hereafter, those men of base deeds.
Whoever wrongs a man who has done no wrong,
a pure man who has not a blemish,
the evil backfires on the fool,
like fine dust thrown upwind.
One addicted to the way of greed,
abuses others with their speech,
faithless, miserly, uncharitable, stingy,
addicted to backbiting.
Foul-mouthed, divisive, ignoble,
a baby-killer, wicked, wrongdoer, worst of men,
cursed, base-born—quiet now, for you are bound for hell.
You stir up dust, causing harm,
when you, evildoer, malign the good.
Having done many bad deeds,
you’ll go to the pit for a long time.
For no-one’s deeds are ever lost, they return to their owner.
In the next life that stupid evil doer sees suffering in themselves.
They approach the place of impalement,
with its iron spikes, sharp blades, and iron stakes.
Then there is the food, which appropriately, is like a red-hot iron ball.
For the speakers speak not sweetly,
they don’t hurry there, or find shelter.
They lie upon a spread of coals, they enter a blazing mass of fire.
Wrapping them in a net, they strike them there with iron hammers.
They come to blinding darkness, which spreads about them like a fog.
Next they enter a copper pot, a blazing mass of fire.
There they roast for a long time, writhing in the masses of fire.
Then the evildoer roasts therein a mixture of pus and blood.
No matter where they settle, everything they touch there hurts them.
The evildoer roasts in worm-infested water.
There’s not even a shore to go to, for all around are the same kind of pots.
They enter the Wood of Sword-Leaves, so sharp they cut their body to pieces.
Having grabbed the tongue with a hook, they stab it, slashing back and forth.
Then they approach the impassable Vetaraṇi River, with its sharp blades, its razor blades.
Idiots fall into it, the wicked who have done wicked deeds.
There dogs all brown and spotted, and raven flocks, and greedy jackals
devour them as they wail, while hawks and crows attack them.
Hard, alas, is the life here that evildoers endure.
That’s why for the rest of this life a person ought do their duty without fail.
Experts have counted the loads of sesame
as compared to the Pink Lotus Hell.
They amount to 50,000,000 times 10,000,
plus another 12,000,000,000.
As painful as life is said to be in hell, that’s how long one must dwell there.
That’s why, for those who are pure, well-behaved, full of good qualities,
one should always guard one’s speech and mind.
2024.06.02 15:24 ed_pulido28 Le pregunté a ChatGpt cuáles son algunos estereotipos comunes sobre los africanos ?
Le pregunté a ChatGpt cuáles son algunos estereotipos comunes sobre los africanos y esto es lo que dijo.
Los estereotipos sobre los hombres y mujeres africanos pueden ser particularmente dañinos y perpetuar prejuicios negativos. Aquí hay diez estereotipos comunes:
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Los estereotipos sobre los hombres y mujeres africanos pueden ser particularmente dañinos y perpetuar prejuicios negativos. Aquí hay diez estereotipos comunes:
- Agresividad: El estereotipo de que los hombres negros son inherentemente agresivos, violentos o propensos a comportamientos delictivos.
- Hipersexualidad: La creencia de que los hombres negros son demasiado sexuales o sexualmente agresivos.
- Atletismo: La suposición de que los hombres negros son naturalmente más atléticos o físicamente más dotados, algo que se ve a menudo en los deportes.
- Falta de inteligencia: El estereotipo dañino de que los hombres negros son menos inteligentes o menos capaces académicamente.
- Padres ausentes: El estereotipo de que los hombres negros suelen ser padres ausentes o negligentes.
- Uso y tráfico de drogas: La creencia de que los hombres negros tienen más probabilidades de consumir o vender drogas.
- Talento musical: La suposición de que los hombres negros tienen un talento natural en géneros musicales como el hip-hop, el rap y el R&B.
- Dependencia de la asistencia social: La creencia de que los hombres negros dependen desproporcionadamente de la asistencia social o del gobierno.
- Criminalidad: El estereotipo de que los hombres negros tienen más probabilidades de participar en actividades delictivas o de estar involucrados con el sistema de justicia penal.
- Pereza: la suposición de que los hombres negros son vagos o no están dispuestos a trabajar duro.
Fue interesante leer esto. Conozco individuos que se incluyen en muchas de estas cosas y individuos a los que ninguna de esas categorias aplica. Es algo are aplica tanto a hombres , como mujeres ? ...
¿Cómo se sienten todos acerca de esto,.es verdad , mentira ? Será que vivimos en una sociedad hipócrita? ...
2024.06.02 15:17 Trustingtheway Cuales son las cualidades que debe tener una mujer para que un hombre quiera darle lo mejor?
He llegado a la conclusión de que no existen hombres tacaños, sino mujeres incorrectas. Creo que un hombre siempre estará dispuesto a invertir en una mujer que le interese y le guste en todo sentido, sin preocuparse por cuánto gasta. Algunas mujeres proyectan la imagen de tener todo resuelto en la vida, de ser muy independientes o de no necesitar nada, lo que puede hacer que el hombre no se esfuerce en invertir en ellas o complacerlas. Me genera curiosidad saber qué es lo que tiene la "mujer ideal" que hace que los hombres sientan la necesidad de darle lo mejor.
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2024.06.02 15:15 Trustingtheway Cuales son las cualidades que debe tener una mujer para que un hombre quiera darle lo mejor ¿?
He llegado a la conclusión de que no existen hombres tacaños, sino mujeres incorrectas. Creo que un hombre siempre estará dispuesto a invertir en una mujer que le interese y le guste en todo sentido, sin preocuparse por cuánto gasta. Algunas mujeres proyectan la imagen de tener todo resuelto en la vida, de ser muy independientes o de no necesitar nada, lo que puede hacer que el hombre no se esfuerce en invertir en ellas o complacerlas. Me genera curiosidad saber qué es lo que tiene la "mujer ideal" que hace que los hombres sientan la necesidad de darle lo mejor.
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2024.06.02 15:10 Tunisiandoomer1 Est-ce que j'ai eu raison de me barrer de la table, ou est-ce que je suis un casse-pied?
Salut à tous, post fait un peu parce que j'ai le démon de comment s'est malheuresement terminé ma première long campagne de DND. Et je voulais voir si c'était juste moi qui était trop chiant ou si cette table est nulle.
Bref, j'ai un peu d'xp sur le jdr, pas trop mais un peu, j'ai fait deux sessions one shot, les deux sur du post-apo zombie, et j'adore ça, mais ça reste du one shot.
Puis, un de mes amis MJ me parles de l'opportunité de rejoindre sa table de part mon expérience, et me précisant qu'il est okay pour avoir de nouveaux joueurs étant donné que sa table n'en est que au prologue après pourtant un an.( ce qui aurait du me mettre la puce à l'oreille)
Bref, je voulais d'abord rejoindre en tant que marchand enterloupe, càd un personnage qui n'est pas spécialement fort au combat mais qui est ultra utile pour les situations sociales, et pour négocier, obtenir des infos, perception tout ça, mais je me rends compte rapidement que la table n'a pas vraiment de personnages qui sait actuellement se battre et que la table n'est pas vraiment équilibrée. Je décide donc de concocter un viking berserk pour m'adapter aux besoins de la table.
Au début tout se passe bien, je suis assez content et le monde est cool. Les perso sont variés, et je trouve ça cool. Jusqu'à ce que un des personnages tente de m'assassiner car je lui est fait la morale sur comment il s'est enfui d'une baston. Je fais remonter ça à l'MJ, qui explique qu'il laisse faire les gens autour de la table" dans l'idée que il peut être un connard mais il en subira les conséquences" Pourtant, il ne subit zéro conséquences car la table est tout simplement incapable de prendre des mesures coercitives sur les membres de l'équipe qui vont littéralement à l'encontre de l'équipe, ils ne l'aiment pas, mais m'arrêtes toujours lorsque je décide de le tuer, car il a encore volé les membres même de l'équipe, ou qu'il s'est encore volatilisé pendant un combat laissant l'équipe. Equipe qui, pour l'anecdote, s'est quand-même fait chier à écrire une sorte de lois de la compagnie afin de contrer ce personnage qui a passé littéralement toutes les sessions à les voler, tenter de les tuer, les abandonner ou encore de les anarquer. Bon, ça commence à un peu m'ennuyer, le MJ ne réagit pas malgré le fait que maintenant notre fine équipe se retrouve plus à faire de longues et interminables disscussions juridiques sur les codes de l'équipe plutôt que sur l'histoire, et étant le seul membre de l'équipe qui a du répondant, je me retrouve baby-sitter du personnage mentionné plus tôt, afin d'être sûr qu'il ne vol pas, ne tente rien, et s'est extrêmement chiant.
En plus de cela, notre équipe à une capacité incroyable à bavarder pendant des heures interminables sur un plan ou un truc comme ça. Bref, nous avons une quête dont le but est de s'infiltrer dans une ville occupée par un ennemi pour ouvrir les portes. On en tire deux autres objectifs qui sont d'empoisonner la nourriture des garnisons et de créer un peu de chaos dans la ville pour créer de la confusion. Et bien ça fait 2 mois que l'on est sur cette putain de quêtes, que l'on a discuter, et discuter, et discuter de comment s'infiltrer dans la ville ALORS que le MJ a fait mention d'un système d'égoût dont on a une carte et qui en plus n'est pas surveillé, menant directement à la ville, plusieurs heures de débat sur quel poison ou quel poison utilisé pour empoisonner les soldats alors que on avait déjà un poison qui filait la diahrée sans pour autant tuer, et on a passer des heures à discuter comment créer le chaos dans la ville alors que le MJ nous a refilé des explosifs et nous a, sûrement car il en a plein le cul, nous a donné une liste de bâtiments qui, si écroulé, pertuberait grandement la ville et la vitesse des soldats.
Bon, à partir de là je commence sérieusement à en avoir plein le cul d'avoir joué 1 fois par semaine 4 heures pendant deux mois et de n'avoir même pas encore commencer la quête, mais le coup de grâce s'est que le MJ a autorisé un autre joueur à rejoindre la table, qui décrit lui-même son personnage comme "4chan vivant". Le mec est encore pire que l'autre voleur, il s'amuse à essayer de tuer n'importe qui pnj qui passe dans son chemin, a tenter de nous faire repérer par l'ennemi parce que "c'était plus fun ainsi" et a carrément décidé en cours de combat de se ranger du côté de l'ennemi, sans que notre équipe ne pense que c'est un problème.
Bref, suite à ça, je décide de remballer le tout, je ne m'amuse clairement plus. Mais bon, j'ai quand-même l'impression d'être un peu casse pied, peut-être que je suis un peu trop demandant avec des joueurs sans expérience
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Bref, j'ai un peu d'xp sur le jdr, pas trop mais un peu, j'ai fait deux sessions one shot, les deux sur du post-apo zombie, et j'adore ça, mais ça reste du one shot.
Puis, un de mes amis MJ me parles de l'opportunité de rejoindre sa table de part mon expérience, et me précisant qu'il est okay pour avoir de nouveaux joueurs étant donné que sa table n'en est que au prologue après pourtant un an.( ce qui aurait du me mettre la puce à l'oreille)
Bref, je voulais d'abord rejoindre en tant que marchand enterloupe, càd un personnage qui n'est pas spécialement fort au combat mais qui est ultra utile pour les situations sociales, et pour négocier, obtenir des infos, perception tout ça, mais je me rends compte rapidement que la table n'a pas vraiment de personnages qui sait actuellement se battre et que la table n'est pas vraiment équilibrée. Je décide donc de concocter un viking berserk pour m'adapter aux besoins de la table.
Au début tout se passe bien, je suis assez content et le monde est cool. Les perso sont variés, et je trouve ça cool. Jusqu'à ce que un des personnages tente de m'assassiner car je lui est fait la morale sur comment il s'est enfui d'une baston. Je fais remonter ça à l'MJ, qui explique qu'il laisse faire les gens autour de la table" dans l'idée que il peut être un connard mais il en subira les conséquences" Pourtant, il ne subit zéro conséquences car la table est tout simplement incapable de prendre des mesures coercitives sur les membres de l'équipe qui vont littéralement à l'encontre de l'équipe, ils ne l'aiment pas, mais m'arrêtes toujours lorsque je décide de le tuer, car il a encore volé les membres même de l'équipe, ou qu'il s'est encore volatilisé pendant un combat laissant l'équipe. Equipe qui, pour l'anecdote, s'est quand-même fait chier à écrire une sorte de lois de la compagnie afin de contrer ce personnage qui a passé littéralement toutes les sessions à les voler, tenter de les tuer, les abandonner ou encore de les anarquer. Bon, ça commence à un peu m'ennuyer, le MJ ne réagit pas malgré le fait que maintenant notre fine équipe se retrouve plus à faire de longues et interminables disscussions juridiques sur les codes de l'équipe plutôt que sur l'histoire, et étant le seul membre de l'équipe qui a du répondant, je me retrouve baby-sitter du personnage mentionné plus tôt, afin d'être sûr qu'il ne vol pas, ne tente rien, et s'est extrêmement chiant.
En plus de cela, notre équipe à une capacité incroyable à bavarder pendant des heures interminables sur un plan ou un truc comme ça. Bref, nous avons une quête dont le but est de s'infiltrer dans une ville occupée par un ennemi pour ouvrir les portes. On en tire deux autres objectifs qui sont d'empoisonner la nourriture des garnisons et de créer un peu de chaos dans la ville pour créer de la confusion. Et bien ça fait 2 mois que l'on est sur cette putain de quêtes, que l'on a discuter, et discuter, et discuter de comment s'infiltrer dans la ville ALORS que le MJ a fait mention d'un système d'égoût dont on a une carte et qui en plus n'est pas surveillé, menant directement à la ville, plusieurs heures de débat sur quel poison ou quel poison utilisé pour empoisonner les soldats alors que on avait déjà un poison qui filait la diahrée sans pour autant tuer, et on a passer des heures à discuter comment créer le chaos dans la ville alors que le MJ nous a refilé des explosifs et nous a, sûrement car il en a plein le cul, nous a donné une liste de bâtiments qui, si écroulé, pertuberait grandement la ville et la vitesse des soldats.
Bon, à partir de là je commence sérieusement à en avoir plein le cul d'avoir joué 1 fois par semaine 4 heures pendant deux mois et de n'avoir même pas encore commencer la quête, mais le coup de grâce s'est que le MJ a autorisé un autre joueur à rejoindre la table, qui décrit lui-même son personnage comme "4chan vivant". Le mec est encore pire que l'autre voleur, il s'amuse à essayer de tuer n'importe qui pnj qui passe dans son chemin, a tenter de nous faire repérer par l'ennemi parce que "c'était plus fun ainsi" et a carrément décidé en cours de combat de se ranger du côté de l'ennemi, sans que notre équipe ne pense que c'est un problème.
Bref, suite à ça, je décide de remballer le tout, je ne m'amuse clairement plus. Mais bon, j'ai quand-même l'impression d'être un peu casse pied, peut-être que je suis un peu trop demandant avec des joueurs sans expérience
2024.06.02 15:08 gerbosan Arequipa: chonguito funcionaba cerca de la Plaza de Armas
 | Monumento de Arequipa, declarado como tal por el INC, funcionaba como prostíbulo. submitted by gerbosan to PERU [link] [comments] |
2024.06.02 14:43 Commercial-Fun-8217 Por que uno se cansa de sus parejas y que puedo hacer
Contexto: llevo casado cerca de 3 años pero últimamente sospecho que mi esposa me esposa me es infiel ya que en varias ocasiones toque su celular sin consentimiento y fue motivo por el cual inicio una pelea Llevabamos varios meses con comportamientos raros pero hace 2 semanas exactamente tuvimos una discusión algo fuerte y las cosas explotaron a tal punto que intento golpearme por solo ver la hora en su cel Luego de eso sinceramente le dije que nos diéramos un tiempo que sería lo mejor Más sin embargo no se que contaría ella que su hermana me difamo en fb en algunas publicaciones ya que un tiempo atrás tomamos la decisión con mi pareja de sacar 2 celulares a pagos y entre ella y yo, acordando que cada uno pagará el suyo A lo que la hermana se agarró a publicar que asta el celular era de de su hermana entre otras cosas La verdad yo me sentí humillado y le avise a mi hermana por que tratándose de una mujer la que me estaba difamando yo no podía hacer nada al respecto Lo único que hice fue mandarle cap a la que es mi esposa y decirle que no era justo lo que estaba haciendo su hermana y en lugar de poner un alto y decirle que dejara de difamarme no hizo absolutamente nada fue en ese momento donde le dije que ya me había cansado de que siempre fuera lo mismo Lamentablemente ella simplemente dijo "ni modo así es ella que quieres que yo haga" Y fue el momento en que le dije que estaba cansado de lo mismo y que lo mejor era el divorcio. Lo malo es que apareció a los 2 días llorando y haciendose la víctima y me dijo que quería arreglar todo conmigo La verdad yo ya me canse de que siempre sea lo mismo, que siempre prefiera a su familia tóxica antes que a mi y después cuando la lastiman soy su 2da opción algún consejo de que hacer?
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2024.06.02 14:25 codefluence Paralelismos entre Trump y Sánchez
Aunque en las formas sean distintos, en el fondo quizás no tengan perfiles tan diferentes:
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- Ambos dicen ser perseguidos por el "lawfare"
- Dicen ser víctimas de una campaña de los medios (Trump popularizó la expresión "fake news", Sánchez los "pseudomedios" o el "fango")
- No tienen convicciones ideológicas más allá de estar en el poder (Trump en el pasado apoyó a los demócratas, Sánchez defiende cosas opuestas según le convenga en el momento)
- Ambos exageran lo bien que va todo y muestran una total ausencia de autocrítica en cuestiones mejorables (Trump siempre habla en términos superlativos, Sánchez de que la economía va como un "cohete" mientras el poder adquisitivo cae y la pobreza material severa crece)
- Solo conceden entrevistas a medios afines
- Usan hombres de paja para desacreditar a su oposoción (que es extrema izquierda / extrema derecha, odian a America / odian a las mujeres, etc)
2024.06.02 14:18 juliunicorn314 Ghosts Survivor: Round 19
Round 19 deadline: Monday 3rd June, 1pm GMT
Hiiiiiiiiii. After 18 rounds, we are now at the top 10 stage of this survivor game. In the last round, we all had to choose two episodes as our least favourites, making voting even harder, but anyway, let's get to it and find out which episode is leaving today....
Gorilla War. It came second in the previous round so having to see it go now isn't too surprising, but we're at the point in the game where every elimination is disappointing. It got a total of 8 votes, with The Bone Plot just behind with 7.
Also, shout out to The Woodworm Men, which was the only episode to end up with 0 votes.
Which episode will be eliminated in 10th place? It's up to youuuuu.
Vote for the episode that you like *the least. The episode that gathers the most votes will be eliminated with the **10th place in this game. Make sure you have watched all episodes before voting and don't vote more than once. (I don't think you can anyway)*
VOTE IN ROUND 19 HERE
Round 18 resultsLiving Episodes: (SPOILERS!!!)
S1E3 - Happy Death Day:
- Pat's death day, family visit
- Kitty asks where babies come from
- Captain & Julian try to get rid of builders
- Beg-Chetwyns visit for dinner party
- Captain & Mary help kill/prepare pheasant
- Ghosts do Moonah Ston ritual & watch Friends
- Captain flashback
- A&M clear garden
- Fanny fancies Mike
- Pat keeps ghosts occupied (moon landing video, volleyball)
- Thomas death flashbacks
- Mike worries about meeting Alison's ex
- Alison goes out
- Burglars break into house
- Ghosts try to warn Mike
- TV crew making documentary about Humphrey (death flashback)
- Julian thinks Barclay is having heart attack
- Pat tries to make Fanny & Captain laugh
- Thomas prepares Alison for interview
- A&M camp outside during fumigation
- Kitty watches Grease
- Pat cheers Kitty up over Mary moving on
- Mike organises children's birthday party last minute
- Alison helps ghosts deal with their feelings about Mary
- Ghosts put on panto
- Alison shows Pat old VHS recordings
- A&M get stuck in traffic on way to parents
- A&M have spontaneous night out
- Robin thinks someone will move on before midnight
- Fanny & Julian make most of possible last day
- Captain's death flashback
34th place: S5E7 - A Christmas Gift
33rd place: S3E7- He Came!
32nd place: S2E1 - The Grey Lady
31st place: S2E2 - About Last Night
30th place: S4E5 - Poached Guests
29th place: S4E1 - Happy Holiday
28th place: S1E4 - Free Pass
27th place: S5E2 - Home
26th place: S1E6 - Getting Out
25th place: S5E4 - En Français
24th place: S5E6 - Last Resort
23rd place: S2E6 - Perfect Day
22nd place: S3E2 - A Lot to Take In
21st place: S3E4 - I Love Lucy
18th place: S3E6 - Part of the Family & S4E2 - Speak As Ye Choose & S4E3 - The Hardest Word
17th place: S4E6 - Not Again
16th place: S2E7 - The Ghost of Christmas
15th place: S5E3 - Pineapple Day
13th place: S1E1 - Who Do You Think You Are? & S3E5 - Something to Share?
12th place: S5E1 - Fools
11th place: S1E2 - Gorilla War
2024.06.02 14:04 Thick-Effect-8 Bolivianos groseros
Porqué al boliviano en general le cuesta tantísimo trabajo decir "Buenos días/tardes/noches", "por favor" y gracias? Es algo general, lo mismo hombres y mujeres, cambas collas y chapacos...
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2024.06.02 14:02 BPBAttacks9 MAY 2024 -- LIST OF PIT BULL ATTACKS/FATALITIES (ongoing)
This is a list of pit bull attacks and fatalities documented by the media and on social media for the month of May 2024. This list will be edited throughout the month and after as new incidents are reported.
Due to the high volume of attacks and Reddit's character limit, social media attacks will now be documented separately below but will still be included in the overall monthly totals.
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Due to the high volume of attacks and Reddit's character limit, social media attacks will now be documented separately below but will still be included in the overall monthly totals.
| MONTHLY TOTALS | |
|---|---|
| CHILD FATALITIES | 1 |
| ADULT FATALITIES: | 4 |
| ANIMAL FATALITIES: | 54 |
| TOTAL ATTACKS: | 204 |
May 1
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Florianópolis, Brazil: Family with 10 month old baby attacked, family dog killed.
- Macerata, Italy: Dog attacked at park by pit bull (whose owner fled) - Article
- Tartagal, Argentina: 26 y/o woman attacked by loose pit - Article
- Washington, D.C: 3 people bitten by 4 pit bulls - Article
- Philadelphia, PA: 53 y/o man attacked by 3 pit bulls - Article
- Ottumwa, IA: 9 y/o girl severely injured after attack by family friend's pit bull mix - Article
May 2
- San Rafael, Argentina: 62 y/o woman attacked by neighbor's pit - Article
- Chihuahua, Mexico: Elderly couple attacked and nearly killed by their pit bull - Article
May 3
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Campo Grande, Brazil: Small dog killed by 2 pit bulls (same dogs killed a cat on 5/5/24).
- Milan, Italy: 10 y/o child attacked by family pit bull - Article
- Lincoln, NE: 18 y/o woman attacked while walking her dog - Article
- Papillion, NE: Mail carrier attacked by 3 American Bulldogs - Article
May 4
- Capurso, Italy: Dog attacked by loose pit - Article
- Cascavel, Brazil: 35 y/o man bitten by pit bull - Article
- Guaíra, Brazil: Woman and her dog attacked - Article
May 5
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Campo Grande, Brazil: 2 pit bulls broke into home and killed a cat.
- Cascavel, Brazil: 4 y/o boy attacked - Article
- Campos dos Goytacazes, Brazil: Man and his dog attacked - Article
- San Andrés Cholula, Mexico: Small dog seriously injured by loose pit - Article
- Bromwich, England: 10 y/o girl was riding a horse when it was attacked by a loose pit - Article
- Glasgow, Scotland: Elderly dog seriously injured after being mauled - Article
- Rho, Italy: Dog and owner attacked - Article
- Saint-Michel, France: Man and his friend attacked by his pit bull - Article
- Kansas City, KS: Dog attacked and owner injured - Article
May 6
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Grand Rapids Charter Township, MI: Shih Tzu killed by neighbor's pit mix.
- Pawtucket, RI: Man attacked by loose pit while walking his dogs - Article
- União da Vitória, Brazil: Dog attacked by loose pit bulls - Article
- Tupã, Brazil: Working horse attacked - Article
- Itajaí, Brazil: Elderly woman attacked by loose pit - Article
- Santa María Colotepec, Mexico: Woman attacked by loose pit - Article
May 7
- Nueva Palmira, Uruguay: Cat mauled by pit bull - Article
- Ibitinga, Brazil: Woman attacked by neighbor's loose pit - Article
- Ringwood, England: Out of control pit bull was loose attacking other dogs - Article
May 8
- Votorantim, Brazil: Dog attacked - Article
- Juiz de Fora, Brazil: 5 y/o girl attacked and caretaker injured -Article
- Córdoba, Argentina: 13 y/o girl attacked on her way home from school - Article
- Folkestone, England: Pit bull type dog injured a man after fighting with 2 English Bulldogs - Article
- San Giorgio a Cremano, Italy: Small dog in critical condition and elderly owner injured after attack by 2 loose pits - Article
May 9
- Basavilbaso, Argentina: 26 y/o man injured after protecting his dog from a pit bull attack - Article
- Maricá, Brazil: 34 y/o woman's face mauled by her pit bull - Article
- Isbergues, France: 4 y/o girl's cheek torn off during attack - Article
- Edmonton, Alberta: 5 people attacked by 2 pit bulls - Article
- Sheffield, England: 7 y/o girl hospitalized with severe injuries - Article
- Maltby, England: Young child repeatedly bitten by family dog - Article
May 10
- Baraut, India: 45 y/o man in ICU - Article
- Jacarepaguá, Brazil: 50 y/o woman attacked by neighbor's pit bull - Article
May 11
- ADULT FATALITY - Itaperuna, Brazil: 77 y/o man killed by pit bull.
- Santa Helena, Brazil: 70 y/o woman attacked - Article
- Arezzo, Italy: Dog attacked and owner injured - Article
- Serracapriola, Italy: 15 y/o girl and 7 y/o girl attacked while playing - Article
May 12
- Camocim, Brazil: 5 y/o girl attacked - Article
- Rio de Janeiro, Brazil: 7 y/o girl attacked - Article
- Cascavel, Brazil: Man and woman attacked by their pit bull, along with another man who was injured - Article
- Juliaca, Peru: 19 y/o man attacked - Article
- Oleśnica, Poland: 26 y/o woman in critical condition after attack by 3 pit bulls - Article
- Milan, Italy: Paramedics attacked by pit bull - Article
- Portland, OR: Three people injured after a pit owner ordered his pit bull to attack - Article
May 13
- ADULT FATALITY - Buenos Aires, Argentina: 77 y/o woman doing yardwork killed by five pit bulls, passed away 5/17/24.
- Saint-Omer, France: 16 y/o girl and 35 y/o woman attacked - Article
- Sesto San Giovanni, Italy: 2 y/o girl flown to hospital and her aunt injured - Article
May 14
- Franca, Brazil: Dog attacked by pit bull, then a woman and her dog attacked by same dog - Article
- Sherman, TX: 17 y/o girl attacked by 4 pit bulls - Article
- Philadelphia, PA: 52 y/o woman attacked by 3 pit bulls - Article
- Noida, India: 8 y/o boy attacked by landlord's pit bull while visiting aunt - Article
May 15
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Avezzano, Italy: Cat killed by 2 pit bulls.
- Wirral, England: Pit bull attacked by another pit bull, both owners injured - Article
- Grimsby, England: 8 y/o boy attacked and had to be flown to the hospital - Article
- Wixom, MI: 1 y/o girl and her grandma attacked by 2 pit bulls - Article
- Tamandaré, Brazil: 4 y/o child attacked by loose pit bull - Article
May 16
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Nancy, France: Chihuahua killed.
- Edinburgh, Scotland: 26 y/o woman attacked by her 2 pit bulls - Article
May 17
- CHILD FATALITY - Vercelli, Italy: 5 month old boy killed by family's pit bull.
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Salvador, Brazil: Cat killed by pit bulls.
- Ubatuba, Brazil: Dog attacked - Article
- Sabará, Brazil: 4 y/o girl attacked - Article
- Holt Heath, England: 8 y/o girl attacked - Article
May 18
- ADULT FATALITY - Farmington Hills, MI: 40 y/o man killed by his dog.
- Ivaiporã, Brazil: Dog attacked and owner injured - Article
- Blumenau, Brazil: 42 y/o man attacked by neighbor's pit bull - Article
- Alessandria, Italy: 88 y/o man bitten after trying to separate a pit bull attacking Lagotto dog - Article
May 19
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Distrito Federal, Brazil: Shih Tzu killed and 17 y/o girl attacked.
- ANIMAL FATALITY - São Pedro da Aldeia, Brazil: Yorkie killed.
- Sanremo, Italy: Golden Retriever attacked and owner injured by 2 pit bulls - Article
- Istanbul, Turkey: Street cat attacked - Article
May 20
- ADULT FATALITY - Hornchurch, England: Woman in her 50s killed by her 2 dogs.
- Chatham County, NC: 3 people attacked by 4 pits (breed confirmed in article video) - Article
- Nettuno, Italy: Trainer at animal shelter attacked - Article
May 21
- Sarandi, Brazil: 2 people attacked - Article
- Boston, MA: 4 people hospitalized after attack - Article
May 22
- Boa Vista, Brazil: 7 y/o girl attacked - Article
- Minneapolis, MN: Mom and 2 children attacked. Mom in serious condition - Article
May 23
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Gela, Italy: Loose pit bull killed 3 cats.
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Philadelphia, PA: Small dog killed.
- Rio do Sul, Brazil: 56 y/o woman attacked - Article
May 24
- Sulmona, Italy: Jack Russell and owner injured - Article
May 25
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Petrolina, Brazil: Pit bull attacked 1 dog and later that day killed a puppy.
May 26
- ANIMAL FATALITY - São Mateus do Sul, Brazil: German Shepherd killed and another family dog injured by 3 pit bulls.
- Domusnovas, Italy: 2 10 y/o children attacked - Article
- Andria, Italy: Man in his 50s in serious condition after attack by his pit bull - Article
- Milwaukee, WI: At least 7 people attacked by 2 pit bulls - Article
- Youngstown, OH: Man and his girlfriend attacked by his pit bull after having an argument - Article
- Valley, AL: 2 attacks by same dogs (pit bull and Rottweiler): Woman attacked in the early AM, and later that morning a man was also attacked - Article
May 27
- Hull, England: 5 y/o boy's scalp partially ripped off - Article
- Massapê, Brazil: Elderly woman's face disfigured by grandson's pit bull - Article
May 28
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Zumaglia, Italy: Boxer puppy killed.
- Caserta, Italy: Dog attacked by pit bull that broke free from leash - Article
- Pontlottyn, Wales: 15 y/o boy hospitalized after dog attack - Article
- Airdrie, Scotland: 40 y/o man hospitalized for bite injuries - Article
May 29
- Jaru, Brazil: 2 pit bulls shot after attacking a smaller dog - Article
- Salvitelle, Italy: 70 y/o man hospitalized for attack - Article
- Bourges, France: Pit bull attacked 4 people, including owner - Article
May 30
- Marina di Massa, Italy: Man attacked by 2 pit bulls who were trying to get to his dog - Article
- Montepllier, France: Police officer severely bitten by pit bull who was attacking his K9 dog - Article
May 31
- Saronno, Italy: 20 y/o man attacked by neighbor's pit bull - Article
Unconfirmed Dates
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Rio Bonito, Brazil: Cat killed by 2 pit bulls.
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Santa Cruz de la Sierra, Bolivia: Dog killed by pit bull (responsible for killing 5 other dogs).
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Arpino, Italy: 8 cats killed by loose pits.
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Genoa, Italy: Little dog killed on walk with owner.
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Massarosa, Italy: Poodle killed and owner injured.
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Montegiorgio, Italy: Small dog killed and owner attacked.
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Terni, Italy: Small dog killed in front of owner.
- Monserrato, Italy: Beagle attacked - Article
- Leonforte, Italy: 8 y/o girl attacked - Article
- Pompeii, Italy: 8 y/o girl attacked - Article
- Carbonia, Italy: Small dog attacked and owner injured by 2 pit bulls - Article
- Catanzaro, Italy: Small dog attacked - Article
- Misilmeri, Italy: 49 y/o woman in serious condition after being attacked by her pit bull - Article
- Jaraguá, Brazil: Dog attacked by problematic pit bull - Article
- Greene County, MO: 8 y/o girl attacked while walking home from bus stop - Article
SOCIAL MEDIA ATTACKS
May 1
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Ijuí, Brazil: Mother dog and 4 of her puppies killed.
- Woodland, CA: Golden Doodle puppy mauled and owner injured by neighbor's pit - Post # May 2
- Cruz Alta, Brazil: 2 dogs attacked - Post
- North Spokane, WA: Cat severely injured after attack by pit bull - Post
- Americana, Brazil: Woman mauled by 2 pit bulls - Post
- San Diego, CA: 26 y/o man bitten by pit bull - Post # May 3
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Indiana, USA: Loose pit killed 2 chickens.
- Los Angeles, CA: Loose pit bull attacked another dog - Post
- Pompano Beach, FL: Shih Tzu/Maltese mauled by loose pit - Post
- Frankfort, KY: 9 y/o girl mauled by family pit bull - Post
- Toledo, OH: Young girl attacked by loose pit - Post # May 4
- Bella Vista, AR: Dog attacked by neighbor's pit - Post
- South Bend, IN: Lab attacked by 2 pit bulls in its own yard - Post
- New York, USA: Pit bull attacked another pit bull, biting her owner when they tried to intervene - Post
- Vancouver, WA: Shih Tzu violently attacked - Post # May 5
- West New York, NJ - Corgi attacked - Post
- Rio Grande, Brazil: Dog attacked by neighbor's pit who has already killed 6 dogs - Post
- Forreston, IL: Woman attacked at a park - Post # May 6
- Bellevue, WA: 2 Golden Retrievers attacked by loose pit bull - Post
- Omaha, NE: Dog and owner attacked by neighbor's pit - Post
- São José, Brazil: Owner threw his small dog out after it was attacked and injured by his pit bull - Post # May 7
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Franca, Brazil: Loose pit bull killed 2 dogs and injured another.
- Greensboro, NC: Woman attacked after protecting her 2 dogs from a pit bull - Post # May 8
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Cleveland, TX - Bull Terrier killed by group of pits.
- Detroit, MI: Woman attacked by neighbor's pit bull - Post
- São Miguel Arcanjo, Brazil: Community dog attacked - Post # May 10
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Rio de Janeiro, Brazil: Cat killed.
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Anápolis, Brazil: Shih Tzu killed by neighbor's pit.
- Schenectady, NY: Woman attacked and disfigured by pit mix - Post # May 11
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Pitangueiras, Brazil: Dog killed by loose pit.
- Sarajevo, Bosnia: 4-month-old puppy gravely injured by 2 pit bulls - Post # May 12
- Pitangueiras, Brazil: 2 dogs and 1 person attacked by pit bull that killed a dog the day before - Post
- Birmingham, AL: Small dog attacked on own porch - Post # May 13
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Goiânia, Brazil: Dog killed by loose pit.
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Lucas do Rio Verde, Brazil: Small dog killed.
- Planaltina, Brazil: Dog attacked in its own yard -Post
- Duluth, GA: Dog attacked by unleashed pit - Post
- Tacoma, WA: Man and his dog attacked - Post # May 14
- Sydney, Australia: Border Collie attacked at dog park - Post # May 16
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Troy, NC: 4 dogs invaded property, attacking multiple animals and killing a pony.
- Los Angeles, CA: 2 elderly dogs in critical condition after being mauled by pit bull and Cane Corso - Post
- Los Angeles, CA: Dog attacked and owner injured - Post
- Cruz Alta, Brazil: Dog previously attacked on 5/2 attacked again by same pit bull - Post # May 18
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Ironton, OH: Yorkie killed by 2 pit bulls.
- Pasadena, TX: Basset mix bitten and owner attacked - Post # May 19
- Columbus, OH: Pit bull attempted to attack Italian Mastiff at dog park and bit the owner - Post # May 20
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Varginha, Brazil: Kitten killed by 2 pit bulls.
- Cypress, TX: Papillon attacked by family friend's pit bull - Post
- Tampa, FL: Puppy attacked - Post # May 22
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Maryland, USA: Cat killed by family pits.
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Carambeí, Brazil: Dog killed by loose pit. # May 23
- New Jersey, USA: Dog attacked and owner bitten - Post # May 24
- Berkeley, CA: Jack Russell mix attacked - Post # May 25
- Oudsbergen, Belgium: Dog critically injured after attack by loose pit bull - Post
- Tulsa, OK: DoorDasher attacked while making a delivery - Post # May 27
- Franklin, TN: Dalmatian attacked - Post
- Midwest USA: Dog out on a walk attacked by loose pit - Post
- Baltimore, MD: Golden Retriever attacked by fake service dog - Post
- Missouri, USA: Pregnant woman and partner attacked by pit bull - Post # May 28
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Newcastle, England: Westie killed by unmuzzled and off-leash pit bull. # May 29
- Brooklyn, NY: Woman attacked and bitten several times after walking past a pit bull - Post
- Virginia Beach, VA: Dogs out on a walk attacked by pit bull, one in serious condition - Post # May 30
- Charlotte, NC: Horse attacked by 2 pit bulls - Post # May 31
- Hawaii, USA: 2 attacks: Young boy attacked by neighbor's pit on his way home from school. Woman bit by same dog a few days prior - Post # Unconfirmed Dates
- ANIMAL FATALITY - Itaborai, Brazil: Shih Tzu killed by pit bulls.
- Lapa, Brazil: Mutt attacked - Post
- Dayton, OH: Small dog suffering from many injuries after attack - Post
2024.06.02 14:02 Simmers2021 Inmortal Nanny Dad
 | La historia de un artista marcial de otro universo que reencarna en el cuerpo de un hombre desdichado en el mundo moderno, el protagonista se encargara de vivir la vida del anterior huésped al máximo y como tarea principal este cuidara de una niña que resulta ser su hija. submitted by Simmers2021 to Anime_y_mas_ [link] [comments] Hola a todos. Como ya estamos en el mes de papá, pensé en traer un manhua del 2019 que me llamó la atención. La historia va de como un cultivador inmortal terminan reencarnado entre los mortales al tomar el cuerpo recién fallecido de Ye Zun, un hombre que debido a la conspiración de parte de su codicioso primo lo perdió todo. Pero, antes de que pudiera adaptarse por completo a su nueva situación, descubre que también Ye Zun tenía una hija de la cual desconocía su existencia, y ahora tiene que hacer cargo de ella cuando su madre se la deja a su cargo. A partir de allí, el nuevo Ye Zun descubrirá un nuevo mundo, en donde debe de vengar a su antiguo anfitrión, recuperar lo que es legítimamente suyo y ser el mejor padre de la historia. Aquí está el elenco principal de está historia: Ye Zun Antes de reencarnar, era un maestro supremo del cultivo, que tras recibir un ataque a a traición, este trata de evitar que su alma se disipe y termina ocupando el cuerpo de Ye Zun, un buena para nada que perdió a su familia, dinero y estatus por las malvadas maquinaciones de su codiciosos y celoso primo Ye Chongwen. Ahora trata de recuperar todo lo que le robaron a Ye Zun mientras crea una relación con su hija pequeña Nuan Nuan. Cao Qingge Es una mujer hermosa, talentosa y exitosa que hace 4 años atrás, por casualidades del destino termina pasando la noche con Ye Zun, que termino con el nacimiento de Nuan Nuan. Debido a su situación familiar tuvo que esconder a Nuan Nuan desde su nacimiento, pero sintiendo que ya no puede esconderla más de sus locos familiares, decide entregársela a su padre separado, Ye Zun pero conseguirá mucho más de lo que esperaba. Nuan Nuan Es la hija ilegitima de Ye Zun y Cao Qingge, que debido a la situación familiar de su madre, tuvo que irse a vivir con su padre separado, a partir de allí vivirá un montó de aventuras con su padre y juntos lograrán hasta lo imposible, Xiao Yu Antes era la hija de una familia rica, pero después de ser secuestrada y 4ses1nada se convirtió en un fantasma para refinamiento, pero gracias a Ye Zun quien la convirtió en su aprendiz dándole la oportunidad de regresar a la vida mientras intenta buscar al responsable de su muerte. Ye Chongwen Es el primo de Ye Zun, que a pesar de ser criado con mucho amor por sus tíos y primo, siempre tuvo celos de su primo y no lo dudo dos veces para traicionar a su propia familia y quitarle todo a su primo. Pero cuando un cultivador inmortal toma posesión de su primo este recibirá la lección de su vida. Esta historia es super interesante y muy recomendada para este mes de Junio. Pero como todos los manhuas, es ridículamente largo con 185 capítulos hasta el momento. Pero, ¿Ustedes qué piensan? ¿Ya leyeron este manhua? Por favor dejen sus comentarios más abajo y no olviden darle un voto a favor a este hilo. |
2024.06.02 13:42 NovakGoaT BIG 4 - EY (opinión personal)
Hola a todos, no voy a dar mucha vuelta para no aburrirlos… pero es bastante para contar.
Tengo 22 años recién cumplidos y hace unos días estaba en bumerang buscando oportunidades de trabajo que no requieran experiencia previa en lo que estoy estudiando (tengo experiencia en comercio de 3 años pero es un poco irrelevante para estos puestos)… y a su vez que busquen gente estudiando (actualmente estoy en el 2do año de la carrera de Contador Público)… a lo que veo propuestas de las famosas “BIG 4”, una en especial de EY para “Ayudante de Auditor” que pedía justo lo que estaba buscando.
Cuestión que pasan los días y tengo una “entrevista grupal” donde iban a estar 2 personas de RRHH y 6 postulantes (entre ellos… yo), días posteriores me pongo a buscar pruebas de aptitud, de matemática, de situación de trabajo… esto lo hice por que investigué sobre como son las entrevistas en el exterior (a nivel nacional no encontré información). Volviendo a la entrevista, lo primero que hacen es hablarte de la empresa y tal…. bien, y comenzamos con una actividad: Elegir una película y explicar porque la elegiste y como te identifica… es una actividad que les puede ser interesante para conocerme, así que no la juzgo… y la siguiente actividad fue 10 minutos hablando entre los postulantes en inglés (mi inglés es muy básico, lo reconozco…), a lo cual no tenia nada que aportar y decidí quedarme en silencio (esa actividad si me parecio nada que ver, ya que era una situación que nunca iba a pasar porque dentro de la empresa por más que sea internacional… tus compañeros hablan tu mismo idioma)
Termina la entrevista a la hora (supuestamente ibamos a hacer otra actividad más y quedaba 1 hora, pero decidieron terminarla). Sobre el final la mujer de RRHH nos dice que dentro de mañana y pasado nos van a comunicar si seguimos con una segunda entrevista o guardan tu cv para una próxima ocasión… pasa 1 semana y no recibí nada, a lo que le envío una mensaje para conocer mi situación…. Saben cual fue su respuesta?
“Dado que te bajaste de la entrevista en la parte de interacción grupal, entendimos te bajaste del proceso, es así? Avisame”
Y mi respuesta a esa inoperancia:
“No me baje de la entrevista, simplemente no tenía algo que aportar y me quede en silencio… nunca me preguntaron si me había dado de baja… hicieron sus suposiciones. La verdad que si así se manejan como empresa es lamentable. Creo que una consulta sobre mi situación no estaba de más…”
Para cerrar… reconozco nuevamente mi falta de inglés, y que es muy importante… pero en serio trabajan así los de RRHH de empresas “GRANDES INTERNACIONALES”. Espero opiniones de todo tipo, sean libres de criticar sanamente.
Gracias por leer. Intenté resumir bastante y es mi primer post.
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Tengo 22 años recién cumplidos y hace unos días estaba en bumerang buscando oportunidades de trabajo que no requieran experiencia previa en lo que estoy estudiando (tengo experiencia en comercio de 3 años pero es un poco irrelevante para estos puestos)… y a su vez que busquen gente estudiando (actualmente estoy en el 2do año de la carrera de Contador Público)… a lo que veo propuestas de las famosas “BIG 4”, una en especial de EY para “Ayudante de Auditor” que pedía justo lo que estaba buscando.
Cuestión que pasan los días y tengo una “entrevista grupal” donde iban a estar 2 personas de RRHH y 6 postulantes (entre ellos… yo), días posteriores me pongo a buscar pruebas de aptitud, de matemática, de situación de trabajo… esto lo hice por que investigué sobre como son las entrevistas en el exterior (a nivel nacional no encontré información). Volviendo a la entrevista, lo primero que hacen es hablarte de la empresa y tal…. bien, y comenzamos con una actividad: Elegir una película y explicar porque la elegiste y como te identifica… es una actividad que les puede ser interesante para conocerme, así que no la juzgo… y la siguiente actividad fue 10 minutos hablando entre los postulantes en inglés (mi inglés es muy básico, lo reconozco…), a lo cual no tenia nada que aportar y decidí quedarme en silencio (esa actividad si me parecio nada que ver, ya que era una situación que nunca iba a pasar porque dentro de la empresa por más que sea internacional… tus compañeros hablan tu mismo idioma)
Termina la entrevista a la hora (supuestamente ibamos a hacer otra actividad más y quedaba 1 hora, pero decidieron terminarla). Sobre el final la mujer de RRHH nos dice que dentro de mañana y pasado nos van a comunicar si seguimos con una segunda entrevista o guardan tu cv para una próxima ocasión… pasa 1 semana y no recibí nada, a lo que le envío una mensaje para conocer mi situación…. Saben cual fue su respuesta?
“Dado que te bajaste de la entrevista en la parte de interacción grupal, entendimos te bajaste del proceso, es así? Avisame”
Y mi respuesta a esa inoperancia:
“No me baje de la entrevista, simplemente no tenía algo que aportar y me quede en silencio… nunca me preguntaron si me había dado de baja… hicieron sus suposiciones. La verdad que si así se manejan como empresa es lamentable. Creo que una consulta sobre mi situación no estaba de más…”
Para cerrar… reconozco nuevamente mi falta de inglés, y que es muy importante… pero en serio trabajan así los de RRHH de empresas “GRANDES INTERNACIONALES”. Espero opiniones de todo tipo, sean libres de criticar sanamente.
Gracias por leer. Intenté resumir bastante y es mi primer post.
2024.06.02 13:31 Crazy_Lemon_8471 Finally watch all Best Actor/Actress films of the 21st century, here are my rankings
I've finally seen all the Best ActoActress winning films of the 21st century! Here's my ranking (edit: ranked from 24 to 1! apparently it shows up the other way for some people):
Best Actress
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Best Actress
- Sandra Bullock - The Blind Side (2009)
- Jennifer Lawrence - Silver Linings Playbook (2012)
- Julia Roberts - Erin Brockovich (2000)
- Nicole Kidman - The Hours (2002)
- Reese Witherspoon - Walk the Line (2005)
- Emma Stone - La La Land (2016)
- Renee Zellweger - Judy (2022)
- Julianne Moore - Still Alice (2014)
- Meryl Streep - The Iron Lady (2011)
- Frances McDormand - Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri (2017)
- Frances McDormand - Nomadland (2020)
- Jessica Chastain - The Eyes of Tammy Faye (2021)
- Olivia Colman - The Favorite (2018)
- Emma Stone - Poor Things (2023)
- Kate Winslet - The Reader (2008)
- Michelle Yeoh - Everything Everywhere All At Once (2022)
- Helen Mirren - The Queen (2007)
- Hillary Swank - Million Dollar Baby (2004)
- Halle Berry - Monster's Ball (2001)
- Charlize Theron - Monster (2003)
- Natalie Portman - Black Swan (2010)
- Marion Cotillard - La Vie en Rose (2007)
- Cate Blanchett - Blue Jasmine (2013)
- Brie Larson - Room (2015)
- Rami Malek - Bohemian Rhapsody (2018)
- Matthew McConaughey - Dallas Buyers Club (2013)
- Denzel Washington - Training Day (2001)
- Sean Penn - Mystic River (2003)
- Will Smith - King Richard (2021)
- Brendan Fraser - The Whale (2022)
- Leonardo DiCaprio - The Revenant (2015)
- Jeff Bridges - Crazy Heart (2009)
- Eddie Redmayne - The Theory of Everything (2014)
- Russell Crowe - Gladiator (2000)
- Colin Firth - The King's Speech (2010)
- Jean Dujardin - The Artist (2011)
- Adrien Brody - The Pianist (2002)
- Forest Whitaker - The Last King of Scotland (2006)
- Cillian Murphy - Oppenheimer (2023)
- Sean Penn - Milk (2008)
- Jamie Foxx - Ray (2004)
- Casey Affleck - Manchester by the Sea (2016)
- Gary Oldman - Darkest Hour (2017)
- Daniel Day-Lewis - Lincoln (2012)
- Phillip Seymour Hoffman - Capote (2005)
- Joaquin Phoenix - Joker (2019)
- Anthony Hopkins - The Father (2020)
- Daniel Day-Lewis - There Will Be Blood (2007)
2024.06.02 13:17 DefenderOfMontrocity You won't believe what happened. Faiza Shaheen retweets Jon Stewart 'Israeli lobby has too much power, ban foreign lobby'. 30 minutes later Keir Starmer and Paul Mason fired her from labour party under the order of Israel. Irony. Shaheen should visit corbettreport, just like Tucker does nowadays
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2024.06.02 12:00 AutoModerator Weekly Reminder: Rules and FAQ - June 02, 2024 (Now with updates!)
Below you will find a weekly reminder of our Rules and partial FAQ. It's definitely a long read, but it's worth your time, especially if you are new to the community, or dropping by as a result of a link you found elsewhere. We periodically revise our rules, this weekly notice will help keep you informed of any changes made.
NOTE: These rules are guidelines. Some moderation discretion is to be expected.
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NOTE: These rules are guidelines. Some moderation discretion is to be expected.
Community Rules
1. Kindness Matters
Advise, don't criticize.- Post with empathy, thoughtfulness, and constructive commentary rather than judgment. Don't be an asshole.
- Name-calling, slurs (including gender or race based slurs), and insults towards other community members will not be tolerated. Do not attack others for their personally held values, custody situation, marital status, physical distance from stepkids, or economic status; or on the basis of race, sex, sexual orientation, age, religion, or ethnicity.
- No name-calling toward children, including the above-mentioned insults or the term "skids", or terms such as "mini-wife" or "mini-husband."
- Comments advocating spanking or any mention of wanting to harm children are not allowed.
- This is a support sub, not a judgement sub, assholes are not tolerated. Comments with terms used in other subs to pass judgement on assholes will be removed.
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- Moderators will remove posts and comments and/or lock threads in accordance with the rules above. Typically this happens when threads have gone off-topic in a way that is not productive for the OP, or comments overall have become contentious or disrespectful.
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FAQ - About the Rules
What does Kindness Matters mean?
- Shortest version? Don't be an asshole. People come here for support and advice, they do not come here to be yelled at or told they are the reason everything is going sideways. There are ways to point out that someone may want to do some reflection on their own actions and reactions without being an asshole about it.
- The purpose of this subreddit is to provide support and a sense of belonging for struggling stepparents. We aren't here to pass judgement, but rather to offer support, empathy, and constructive commentary. That does not include "hard truths" or "tough love." Stepparents get enough of that in every other subreddit, we're not passing it out here. Be respectful.
- Remember, most people aren't going to come to a sub like this when everything is going great and everyone is getting along. People are coming here when they are down, when they are feeling defeated and stretched to the limit. Kicking someone when they are down is shitty behavior and we don't tolerate it.
What about being kind to the kids?
- "Won't somebody think of the children?" Pearl clutching isn't needed here. If you read the Kindness Matters rule closely, you will see that there is a clause in there about name calling children. We don't allow it. We also don't allow people rolling in telling OP that they feel sorry for their stepkids because OP is feeling overwhelmed and overloaded.
- If anyone is advocating slapping, spanking, or any other form of violence, report the comment immediately. We do not advocate violence towards children of any sort. The mod team does not advocate any sort of physical punishment at any time.
- Venting about behaviors is not the same as insulting the kids. However, if you see a post or comment where kids are being name called or dragged to the point of no return, use the report button. We try to catch the posts and remove them before they hit the sub, but we cannot see every comment without your help. Use the report button to bring problematic comments to our attention. Don't engage in a war of words on our subreddit.
Why is this sub such an echo chamber?
- Not allowing contributors to pile on and tell OP that they are a terrible human being who should never be around children does not equate to being an echo chamber. Many contributors here will offer OP suggestions to help them work through their resentments and frustrations, and the most egregious situations are called out. We simply ask that it be called out with respect.
- If you feel that a post is simply too much for you to handle without following the rules, move on to another post.
- If you believe that a post itself is crossing the rules report it. If the mod team has approved the post, it is because the mod team believes that the OP needs help from the community or needs a moment to vent and move on from their vent. That does not give you license to pile on disrespectfully. Unless it is proven that OP is a bot, assume that OP is a human being with real thoughts and feelings and has posted from a place of vulnerability.
Why can't I tell OP that they are an asshole?
- Because this isn't a judgement sub. We aren't AITA, we don't want to be AITA.
- Comments with terms like YTA, NTA, ESH, NAH will be removed.
- Don't start your posts with INFO either. We generally recognize that as a fishing attempt for more information to pass judgement on OP, and again, we are not a judgment sub.
But OP asked if they were an asshole?!
- Their post somehow got past our automoderator. Just use the report button. We will address it with OP.
- If you've asked if you are an asshole, a-hole, a*hole, a**hole, whatever, don't be surprised if your post is removed without warning. This isn't a judgment sub. If you want judgment, you know where to go.
What is a gendered slur?
- While it seems that everyone understands what racist slurs are, people struggle understanding the concept of gendered slurs. Generally speaking, we are talking about derogatory nouns or verbs that are used to negatively describe people or situations based on gendered terms.
- We've gone back and forth on this a few times, and the truth is, we get it, it's your safe space and you want to be able to vent about BM/BD how you want to vent about them, without us telling you how to vent about them. Fair enough. Vent away. What we are going to stick to here how people are referring to other users and to stepchildren.
- Examples that are not allowed:
- "My SD is such a little bitch."
- "She dresses/acts like a slut."
- "My SS acts like a pussy."
- "My SS is such a beta male."
- "You are all fucking whores."
- "Any dude who is raising some sluts kids is a cuck!"
- "Little Lord Fauntleroy over here thinking he runs the house!"
- "You're just the bangnanny, get used to it."
- Don't call users here names, don't call stepchildren names.
- Masking the term with asterisks or other neat little tricks might get you around the bot, but if we see it, we're removing it and quite possibly giving you a time out. The intended word is still there and you deliberately tried to skate the rule.
- As there is not enough space to list every term that is offensive and does not belong, nor every situation in which term or phrase may be allowable in context, this rule is enforced based on moderator discretion.
Seriously? You are the language police now?
- We're here to talk about stepparenting. And we would like for that to happen in a respectful way. Attacking each other doesn't help. Belittling stepchildren draws in trolls who don't understand your frustration, all they see is an evil stepmonster talking shit on the internet about a poor, innocent baby. Yes, even if that "poor, innocent baby" just robbed you blind and set fire to the house on their way out the door. That's just how it goes.
- We are aware that this is a relatively new rule and a lot of older posts and comments contain a lot of problematic language, including some from mods themselves. We are growing and evolving, and rules change as the sub grows and evolves.
What does No Drama really mean?
- Pretty much what it says, do not bring drama from other subs into this sub. Do not engage in vote brigades. Do not try to incite other subscribers to riot in a different sub. Don't follow posters into this sub from other subs to continue to harass them. Do not badger someone or derail threads. Do not harass community members because you don't agree with them. There's enough drama in the daily lives of subscribers, more isn't needed.
What is thread derailment?
- When a comment chain has devolved to the point where all you are doing is arguing back and forth with someone about the same thing over and over again, you have derailed the thread. Also known as bickering. It's what children do. We assume if people are in a stepparent role they are adults. We expect you to act like it.
- If you aren't a stepparent, or in a stepparenting role, consider that perhaps this subreddit isn't for you. If you want to participate, do so with respect. Thread derailment, arguing, bickering, and nitpicking are not allowed.
But what if they didn't answer my question?
- No one has to answer your questions. This is a support sub, not an inquisition. Jumping on a bandwagon with "OP is evading the question" in a 20 comment long chain is the epitome of thread derailment. You'll find more information about trolling below and how this might be considered such.
Why am I being silenced? I'm just asking for a back and forth!
- Thread derailment, badgering, and nitpicking are considered harassment. Continued harassment of either community members or mods will get you banned.
Why can't I look at someone's post history and comment about it?
- No mod in the history of this sub has ever once said post histories are forbidden. What we do frown upon is using someone's post history to attack, belittle, or otherwise harass someone.
- Example Post: "My stepkid's mom really hates me. How can I make this better?"
- Okay: "Based on the timeline and your post history, it looks like this may have started as an affair. Unfortunately there's going to be outstanding issues for a long time due to that. Try focusing on yourself and how you can move forward without worrying about how someone else feels about you."
- Not Okay: "Holy shit! You were the OW! What the hell do you expect, homewrecker?!"
- Example Post: "I am completely overloaded and feeling very down about myself."
- Okay: "In your post history you mentioned that your spouse wasn't really helping around the house. Has that changed at all?"
- Not Okay: "LOL, you already got the answers you need in your post on relationships. You are stupid for sticking with your lazy spouse."
Why can't we crosspost stuff to other subs?
- We can't stop you from doing so. The problem isn't that something has been crossposted, it's when the community that it's been crossposted to feels the need to come over here and harass OP. When we see that happening, we lock the post and start passing out bans. If you did the crossposting, you'll be banned. If you participated in the brigading, you'll be banned.
What if it's my own post?
- Again, we can't stop you from doing so. We prefer that you don't technically crosspost, but rather just copy and paste your post. Why? Because inevitably the above will happen. Redditors from other subs will follow you back to /stepparents and start attacking users here. It just happens.
What is "brigading"?
- Reddit defines vote manipulation and brigading as follows:
- Using multiple accounts, voting services, or any other software to increase or decrease vote scores.
- Asking people to vote up or down certain posts, either on Reddit itself or through social networks, messaging, etc. for personal gain.
- Forming or joining a group that votes together, either on a specific post, a user's posts, posts from a domain, etc.
- We, along with pretty much every other subreddit that has ever had to deal with this nonsense, further define brigading as this: You saw a post on another sub that linked to our sub either via a link in a comment or a crosspost. It was basically saying something along the lines of "OMG, check out these assholes over on /stepparents! They literally hate all their stepkids!" And then you and your friends come over and start hammering on OP and telling OP how much they suck. Congrats, you have just participated in a brigade.
What is this whole Report, Don't Rant thing about?
- If you see a post or comment that breaks the rules, instead of engaging, report it. When you report it, it sends notification to the mod team. We will act on it where appropriate. Engaging with bad faith users may result in your comments being removed. If you repeatedly do so, you may end up being banned.
What if I see an obvious troll?
- Report it.
What if they are being really mean in comments?
- Report it.
What if they are harassing me in private messages?
- Step 1: Report them to admins. You can report harassment to reddit by using this link or send a DM to reddit admins. Include the link to the DM, admins can see your inbox and providing a direct link is helpful for them to weed out bad actors.
- Step 2: Block the person so they cannot directly contact you again.
- Step 3: Send us a mod mail and let the mod team know. Tell us who they are and what they said, send us a screenshot if you can - admins can see your DMs, mods can't. We'll take action where necessary by banning from the sub if they aren't already banned.
What do you mean by No Naming & Shaming?
- Just as we prefer to not be linked to or crossposted from, we do not allow linking to or calling out other subs by name. If you see something you want to share, say it's a hot post that has hit the front page and a stepparent is being absolutely flayed, just refer to it as "that hot post that hit the front page." If you want to complain about other places in general, "other parenting/advice/judgement subs" will suffice. Absolutely under no circumstances should you link to anywhere else.
I can't link to other subs?
- Do not directly link to another sub. (e.g.: "/insertsubnamehere is ridiculously hostile to stepparents!")
- Do not name other subs. (e.g.: "I won't link to it directly, but insertsubnamehere is ridiculously hostile to stepparents!")
- Do not abbreviate other subs. (e.g.: "I know that ISNH is ridiculously hostile to stepparents!")
I can't ping other users?
- Do not summon another user with a username ping/tag. (e.g.: "insertusernamehere was being an asshole.")
- If you are agreeing with someone, it is okay to link to them. (e.g.: "I agree with insertusernamehere, you need to take a couple of steps back and reflect on this.")
What does No Platitudes mean?
- Sanctimonious, overused clichés that grossly oversimplify the stepparenting experience are neither wanted nor allowed here. We have all heard it a thousand times before, we don't need to hear it again. It's not nearly as insightful and wise as some would like to think.
Why don't you people understand it's a package deal?
- Any comment that suggests that OP should have known what they were getting involved with, or that they needed to understand that the kids were part of some package they needed to accept before signing up for marriage is subject to immediate removal.
- This is one of the most insensitive things you can say to a stepparent. Most stepparents were aware of the children, but they were probably not aware of all of the family dynamics.
Why can't you just love them like they are your own?
- Demanding that a stranger you do not know love children that are not biologically theirs as if they were theirs can be incredibly damaging to someone who is already in a vulnerable situation. Any comment that falls along these lines will be removed.
What do you mean by No Trolling? I was just...
- No means no. No trolling. No pretending to be a stepparent and then whipping out the Greatest Hits Bingo Card of The Worst Stepparent in the History of Stepparents. We see you. We've seen you a thousand times.
What does "concern trolling", "gish-galloping", and "sealioning" have to do with stepparenting? This isn't a debate sub, why are you using debate terms?
- That's absolutely right, this isn't a debate sub. And yet, here we are, day after day, having to defend ourselves against this sort of thing. So, enough. No more. Usage of any of these things will get you banned.
What is "Concern Trolling?"
- A concern troll is someone who disingenuously visits sites of an opposing ideology to disrupt conversation by offering unwanted advice on how to solve problems which do not really exist.
- Example Post: OP expresses concern that she will feel, and possibly act, differently towards her stepchildren after her husband decides that no, he doesn't want anymore children after all.
- Example Concern Troll pulled from actual mod mail after their comment was removed: "Possible child abuse claims need to be sorted out well before whatever empathy you believe the OP was looking for."
What is a "Devil's Advocate"?
- "I'm just playing devil's advocate here, but have you considered that maybe BM is just really tired and needs a break, too?" BM has dozens of different mom based subs alone on reddit she can complain on, this sub is for stepparents. The stepparent doesn't need to consider that maybe BM is just really tired and needs a break.
"Gish-galloping?" What does that even mean?
- The Gish Gallop is the fallacious debate tactic of drowning your opponent in a flood of individually-weak arguments in order to prevent rebuttal of the whole argument collection without great effort. The Gish Gallop is a conveyor belt-fed version of the on the spot fallacy, as it's unreasonable for anyone to have a well-composed answer immediately available to every argument present in the Gallop.
And "sealioning?" What's that?
- Sealioning involves jumping into a conversation with endless polite, reasonable questions and demands for answers, usually of entry-level topics far below the actual conversation (e.g. "please prove sexism exists"). This tactic differs little from harassment; instead of discussion, the point is to derail discussion, receive criticism (for their ignorance) so as to look like a victim, or to make someone feel overwhelmed and quit talking.
Who gets to define what is considered asshattery?
- The mod team, of course! If we feel that comments are out of line, are trolling, are leading up to a fight or "just asking questions", we are going to remove them and most likely ban the offender.
FAQ - Sub Questions
Posting Guidelines for Stepparents
- Body text is required, we suggest you use line breaks between paragraphs as a wall of text is difficult to read. Posts that have only a title are likely to be removed. Instead of using names (even fictitious ones), try to use the sub acronyms. It helps our users to follow along if you use the acronyms and not names.
- Assign a post flair that accurately describes what your post is about and what you are seeking. If you are posting an update from a previous post, include a link to that post.
- Flairs are applied to posts to determine what a person is looking for. When submitting a new post, you should choose a flair that specifies if you are looking for advice, support, etc. The following link flair is available and is color coded with side bar links so that you can search by flair:
- Advice - For when you are specifically asking for advice or help.
- Announcement - Mod Use Only, for subreddit announcements.
- Daily (Formerly TTP) - Mod Use Only, for our daily discussion threads.
- Discussion - A little advice, a little "How does your family handle this?"
- JustBMThings - Pretty sure this is self explanatory!
- Legal - Asking for legal advice? Tag it with this!
- Miscellany - Just a sort of off topic thing? Use this tag.
- Resource - Sharing a good resource or asking for one? This is the tag you need!
- Support - For those days when you want nothing but a good old fashioned cry and some community love.
- Update - Updating us on something that you posted about previously? Use this one!
- Vent - We all need to vent sometimes. Respect the tag as a vent. This isn't how OP talks all day every day.
- Win! - Celebrate those wins with us with this tag!
- Megathread - Mod Use Only, for large mega threads (typically around major calendar events.)
Posting Guidelines for Bioparents
- Stepparents is a support community for stepparents, by stepparents. As bioparents, you may want to have more insight into how the stepparent in your life feels or thinks. You may have questions on how to ease the transition for your partner. However, please keep in mind that this community was not created for you. It was created for your partner or your ex's partner. If you are seeking support on how to deal with a stepparent, there are other subs more suited for your situation and your post is subject to removal.
- There are some posts from bioparents we will accept:
- Seeking advice on how to support your partner as they navigate stepparenting
- Seeking resources to help you better support your partner
- Seeking resources for your partner
- There are some posts from bioparents we will not accept:
- Complaints about how the stepparent is too involved in your kids lives
- Vents about how the stepparent is not involved enough in your kids lives
- "Cautionary tales" advising stepparents to back off
- Seeking advice on how to tell the stepparent to back off
- The Do's and Dont's of Stepparenting
- How your kid's stepmom is literally The Worst
- Comments from bioparents that are helpful and supportive are welcome and appreciated. Comments from bioparents that are not helpful or supportive are not welcome and subject to removal. There are several other subs that may meet the needs of bioparents better than we can. We recommend /coparenting, /parenting, /parents, /blendedfamilies, and /singleparents as starting points.
Guidelines for Stepkids
- At this time, we do not generally accept posts from stepkids. Comments from stepkids that are helpful and supportive are welcome and appreciated. Comments from stepkids that are not helpful or supportive are not welcome and subject to removal. If you are a stepkid seeking support, we highly recommend /stepkids. It is a very supportive community specifically for stepkids. We also recommend /blendedfamilies as another potential group for support.
What the heck are all these acronyms? I'm confused!
- Check out the Common Acronyms wiki page. We try to keep this updated as new terms are introduced to the sub.
Why aren't my posts or comments showing up?
- New posters and accounts go through a waiting period before their posts will show in the sub and the comments on posts automatically. During the new account approval period the mod team will check posts to be sure you aren't attempting to circumvent a ban with a shiny new account. Please be patient while the timer runs down on your "new" status and the mod team approves your posts and responses.
Why was my comment removed?
- Comments are removed when they do not follow the rules of the sub. These rules are published in several places for your reading pleasure.
- Comments are removed at moderator discretion. In some cases your comment may be removed while another remains up. If you find this to be the case, and you believe the comment to be violating the rules, instead of arguing with mods or demanding they remove the additional comments, just report it.
This comment/post is really offensive! Why is it still up?
- All moderators are volunteers and have busy real lives. Sometimes things get past us. The best thing you can do is report anything you find offensive or inflammatory. It's the quickest and most reliable way of alerting us to an issue.
I've received a hurtful/unwanted PM from someone about my recent post. What should I do?
- If you receive an unwanted/hurtful PM from a name you don't recognize, please report it to Reddit Admins using our handy pre-populated form. Be sure to include the permalink to the message. We've been dealing with a few unhappy folks who like to attack stepparents, and reporting it to the admins is the only way to make it stop.
What are the general moderator guidelines?
- Users are expected to know the rules before posting. If you are warned or banned for violating the rules, ignorance is not an excuse.
- Moderators will remove posts and comments and/or lock threads in accordance with the rules above. Typically this happens when threads have gone off-topic in a way that is not productive for the OP, or comments overall have become contentious or disrespectful.
- If a poster continues to argue or to willfully violate these rules, temporary and permanent ban procedures will be followed. Any attempts to avoid or bypass temporary bans will result in a permanent ban. User bans will not be discussed in the sub. Questions posted about user bans are subject to removal and the poster subject to warning/ban procedures. The mod team will not discuss a specific user ban with anyone other than the user involved.
- New accounts are subject to manual approval until they are no longer deemed "new" by the mod team. This helps to weed out trolls and ban evaders.
- We rely on Automoderator to scan for specific words and phrases that are not welcome here and notify the mod team to review the comment or post. This includes slurs of any type and platitudes such as "Love them as your own!"
- The mod team uses a combination of blacklisting and banning when dealing with trolls.
- We employ the use of a bot that automatically bans anyone who comments in subs that have historically harassed our users. If you are picked up by the bot for telling trolls to get fucked, reach out via mod mail and we'll get you sorted out.
- The rules above as well as ban procedures are considered guidelines only; some deviation may be necessary on a case by case basis and/or at the mod team's discretion.
I've been wrongly banned/Why can't I comment here?
- Due to an influx of harassment from users with specific user histories, we have employed a user history ban bot as described above. If you think this has affected you and wish to appeal, please message the mods.
Why was I banned without warning?
- There are numerous reasons that the mod team might opt to move perm banning without warning. Message the moderators if you have specific questions.
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