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For those who've lost contact with Me, I'm posting under Patriarchalcorruption here now.

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Starting over... again
I made this profile about a month ago when I thought I'd been deleted... Remarkably, I was able to use Patriarchalcorruption again a few days later.
This afternoon, I tried logging in to find the account had been completely deleted.
I invite any who see this to reblog this post in the hope that My former followers may find Me.
Most recently, I had a blog known as Patriarchalcorruption.
It was suddenly deleted this evening, leaving Me about as angry as so many others since 2018. I'll be reblogging this over the other blogs I've had in the past but can either no longer message on or use regularly.
With the sudden deletion of My Patriarchalcorruption, I've lost many of you as followers and hope to get at least a good number back.
While I'm starting over again for the 150,000th time, My ideals remain the same as well as My search for the right female to train and own.... although, perhaps I've finally found her.
Follow again if you've done so in the past and say hello.
To Me, the collar is the final step in the process of training a slave. The prize at the end of the journey that both it and its future Owner strive for.
The importance of that collar, to Me is even more important than that of a wedding ring. A wedding ring shows a type of ownership in the vanilla world but a collar, especially a locking one shown off in public, is a stark indication of the kind of dynamic the slave and Owner share.
It shows incredible trust, comfort and the willingness of the slave to serve and the Dominant to teach and guide.
Personally, in time I'd want both a collar and a ring adorning My slave.
I am a private Man in My everyday life, but, once the right female is found and trained, I would happily show it off to the world with pride.
I would want the slave in question to be grateful enough for this gift as well to wear its collar eagerly and with the same pride.
she knew her training would ultimately end. she'd worn a collar at home but now, she found herself completely unprepared as He locked the silver metal collar around her neck.
Stark and contrasting against her skin and her outfit, it would stand out for all to see.
As she looked at herself in the mirror, she thanked Him for easing her into this. Wearing the last remaining bra she owned under her shirt, she felt overdressed but tonight was about the collar alone.
Tonight, as they walked down the streets, it would be the center of attention. By morning the small rural community would be buzzing about her new accessory.
He didn't care, however. As His new slave, she would need to adapt to His wishes. Her anxiety at the stares would most likely embarrass and humiliate her this evening, which would only make her hold onto His hand even tighter.
she needed Him more than ever.

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your name
Names are an interesting thing in the world. One would say they are needed to give meaning to your very existence. No one knows you without your name. It is like a fingerprint. Unique to you and you alone.
When you are born, your parents give you the name you likely will carry til the end of your life. It is symbolic and traces your lineage.
This is where My ideals break off from the vanilla world however.
I believe, as a Dominant and, even more specifically the Owner or Master of another, you could and should rename the object you own as you please... both first name and last.
In effect, your ownership over it is just as important as it was when you were born. It is a rite of passage.
However, if ownership..... the kind of ownership I desire at least is that powerful, why not remove a cunt's name altogether. it would have no need of drivers license, ID, car insurance or anything else if it is owned as it should be. No job, no car title, no credit cards or finances at all....
So why is there even a need for a name?
There is not.
it owed Him its life. By taking control of it and its old life, He'd accomplished more in a year than it ever could have in a lifetime. He chose its friends, made all of its decisions and never allowed it to think on its own. In doing so, He'd cleared its mind of everything but Him and His pleasure.
Without its cell phone, there were no more calls to take, no more distractions and no more technology to understand.
Without its car, it no longer needed to worry about getting gas or taking it to the garage to be repaired.
Without its credit cards and bank accounts, it no longer had to worry about budgeting its money and paying its own bills. it had always been terrible at math in general.
Without its clothing, it never had to worry about choosing what outfit to wear for Him. He preferred it nude anyway for obvious reasons.
Without a home of its own, it no longer had to worry about cleaning its and His homes which made life even simpler.
By now, as a result of the missing things in its life it often tried to remember the little things like keeping a checkbook or remembering how to drive. it often wondered how much technology had changed or if it would even be able to navigate a cell phone on its own.
Thankfully, it would never have to worry about any of that. He took good care of it and always would.
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For the anonymous person asking for My attention, unfortunately I cannot reply either through messages or My inbox due to the shadowban months ago. you may however reach out to Me at My new blog Patriarchalcorruption.
you're going to have to learn not only to be comfortable in your skin cunt but also being on display for all to see. The cameras aren't going anywhere and they see everything. In time, crawling, taking naps in your bed and even masturbating in front of the cameras will become normal. I'm going to make you a star.
As much as this kind of relationship is sexually charged, communication and honesty are crucial. I was reminded of that this weekend when I thought foolishly I'd finally found what I was looking for.
The submissive had listed a different town than the one she lived in which is not entirely unheard of but also neglected to tell Me she had two young children.
When she finally told Me, she said there had been no right time to tell Me and that she would be choosing Me over her kids, opting to leave them with her parents on the west coast to live with Me here in Pennsylvania.
To Me, morally, I couldn't allow that. No Man should ever come before a female's children and I felt as if I was personally destroying a family.
So for those of you who think I'm merely about Myself and without morals, think again.
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What would an average day look like for your slave?
Waking up in bed chained to the headboard by its collar. It would need to be unlocked each morning and at times at night to be taken to the bathroom on its leash. Expected to waken Me each morning by adoring and worshiping My cock with its mouth until I'm hard and awake enough to choose which hole I'll use.
Afterward, taking it downstairs, and outside to pee in the back yard, making it either squat to pee or lift its leg like an animal. Once finished, it would be brought inside where I would remove its collar for our morning shower, most likely using it again before allowing it to dry off. Leading it to the kitchen would come next where it would make our breakfast while I get caught up on the news on My phone.
Once breakfast is ready it would take its place on all fours under the table as I ate, once more worshipping My cock until I came either on its face, down its throat or on the food in its bowl.
Only after I came would it be permitted to eat from its bowl.... the same breakfast it served Me but without utensils or the use of its hands.
On days I'm not working, we would be creating content for its OF page to give it a way of contributing financially to the household. Pictures from every angle would be taken to show the level of its devotion and subservience. Obviously, its pictures would be made public to any and all interested in seeing it. I alone would control its account and make sure nothing is private so it would have no idea who in its life has seen it or what it has done.
On days I am working, it would be given chores to do throughout the home... cleaning, baking, laundry etc. Cameras in each room would capture every detail of its life at home. Porn would be playing always in the background to keep its mind focused on what is important. Crawling would be mandatory when not doing chores and all three of its holes would often be filled. There would be designated times for edging to keep its cunt constantly soaked and naps to keep it rested each day in its cage etc. Bathroom visits when I'm not home would be scheduled and documented on camera like the rest of its life to keep it from making its own decisions.
I find it necessary to point out that, at no time at home would it be allowed clothing for any reason. That is one of the first rules of living here as a female.
Each night it would cook the meal I wished and have it ready when I got home.
Once I arrived home each night, the cunt would remove My clothing and offer its body once more for use to help Me relieve My stress before dinner.
Just as it did that morning, each meal would be the same. it would get used to not being worthy of furniture in time.
Once dinner was finished, I would have it sit between My legs as I watched tv, grinding its cunt against My leg as it told Me about its day... edging but not permitted to cum.... before licking its juices off of My skin.
The same way as it had each morning, the cunt would once more be taken outside to pee, followed by our nightly shower.
Afterward, its leash would once more be attached and it would be taken upstairs to bed and locked into place by its chain.
New Year's Resolution 2025....
To find a cunt worthy of My Dominance. Whether simply starting out or already trained to some degree, it doesn't matter.
A cunt that knows what it needs and is willing to do whatever it takes to be the property of a Man.
By Christmas of next year to finally have a cunt in the home I've worked on the last 6 years for that very purpose.
Naked, chained and content under the Christmas tree, willing to begin its new life as property.
A cunt that needs to serve as much as I need to lead.
Ask Me anything you wish.
While I prefer those of you who aske publicly and not anonymously, any who wish to know more about My ideals, needs or extremes may do so at any time free of judgement. There is no reason to be afraid. Everyone needs educated. Everyone needs guidance.
you are no different.
Ask.
Would I be too much for you?
Imagine having your life micromanaged by a Man down to the smallest detail. Totally losing yourself, your thoughts, your ideas, your freedom.... even your possessions until you're the property of a Man with no hope of regaining any aspect of your old life ever again.
From how you wore your hair, the color of your nails, how you behaved in private and in public until there is nothing of the old you left.
Could you handle that level of control?
No one would understand if you said yes. People would think you were crazy to surrender that completely. your friends would leave, your family would likely disown you and you wouldn't be able to hold down a job with the kind of control I'd seek.
you would be completely dependent, helpless and needy.... unable to make any decisions for yourself. So you would stop trying eventually. your new life would revolve around Me until the old you was just a distant memory.
To say I wish to own you is an understatement. I want to possess you... body and mind down to your very soul. I want to overwhelm your emotions and senses until you're so unsure of yourself that I'm the only one you can turn to. I want you unable to reason and think for yourself. I want to degrade you to the point that everything you do on your own seems like a mistake.... every thought, every action feels stupid... like I could do better and would do better. I want you to feel like a failure without Me to such a degree that your need for My help, My guidance and discipline is greater than your need for air.

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anna watched out the back window of His home. its clothes had been removed and destroyed weeks ago and it still struggled with its nudity around Him. Today was His 35th birthday and His friends would be celebrating the occasion with Him soon.
Until now, He'd allowed it to hide whenever His friends showed up for parties and get togethers. Today however all of the inside doors had been locked shut, leaving it no where to go. it knew He was teaching it a valuable lesson but felt more anxiety than ever at finally being seen as His slave pet.
As it heard His friends start to arrive, the pit in its stomach grew worse. it would be seen soon. There was nowhere to go.
Finally, shyly crawling into the kitchen, the young blonde braced for the worst.
This is the level of adoration and worship I need from a female.
The right cunt will be not only willing but eager to be reconditioned to serve and worship however I need it to no matter the time, place or situation it is in. My needs will always come before its dignity, its pride or status as a female. To know it is inferior in every way will help it in its future training and conditioning.