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truesubmissive97
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First and foremost I need to state I am seeking a long term relationship. In todays real world I understand it’s difficult to live this Lifestyle 24/7 when there are families involved. So let me state that I am capable of having a vanilla relationship and maintain the BDSM to the privacy of our home.
I am looking for JUST the right sub. Impress Me...that's not an easy task but disappointment Me the first time and there won't be a second chance. Be honest...its the only way for Me to earn your trust. Be intelligent. I enjoy a sub who can converse adequately in any situation. Be prepared to learn, explore and push limits and most importantly...have fun. I seek a submissive with spunk. Never been a Lady who was into men with no backbones. Be yourself but know your place. Be prepared to learn and explore... I enjoy good conversations. I am not fond of facial hair but will tolerate a well trimmed mustache. About me...I love strap-on play, ice and wax, light C&BT, bondage, toys of all kinds and most of all I like a submissive who is willing to learn and grow. I don't play with strangers so take the time to get to know Me if you are willing to be Mine and all that entails. This isn't about kinky sex. This is about control. Mind control and body control. I am a firm believer that One must collar the mind first, the heart second, the soul third and the neck comes last. I adhere to SAFE, SANE and CONSENSUAL play at all times. If you have questions ask them. The only stupid question is the unasked one.
I am 59 and with that comes over 25 years experience in this Lifestyle and I have enjoyed it immensely. I am no beauty queen in fact I am a full figured gal. I am not a slob and tend to carry Myself well. Only serious subs need to apply. Don't bother dropping me a line telling me you'll be in town for a couple of days unless you realize that that couple of days will ONLY be spent getting acquainted. I am not interested in sex or YOUR needs unless they meet mine. I am looking for someone to get to know and eventually form a long term relationship with. I am not currently looking for a sissy or a cross dresser. I want a man who is willing to spoil me but understands my sexual needs are high. YOU must be open minded, willing to learn and explore. On the vanilla side I am looking for someone to step up and work along side of me and build a future. I want a man who can provide for me in every sense of the word. I will NOT just jump in to something for the sake of having someone. I am NOT looking for a pretty boy with no job and no spine. The perfect man for me would love and pamper me, be financially stable and willing to take care of me. Someone who would know my needs even before I asked. This isn't any easy task and I've been looking for the right sub for several years. Don't get me wrong...I have played and several have served me over the years. Now I am looking for that last collar. My now and forever.
I don't care what you are at the door...what I CARE about is what you become when you cross that threshold!
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One of my subs had a huge foot fetish and nylon fetish so I bought some silk pantyhose and then tied him naked to a chair. I stood a few feet from the chair and slowly slid the nylons on. Then I sat down in a chair across from him and slowly slid my toes along his feet, up his calves, rubbed my toes against his knees and then danced them up his thighs. I took a foot and began rubbing silky toes against his balls and cock. Then I placed a foot on each side of his cock and rubbed his hard, throbbing shaft between my arches. Everything he would get close to cumming I would pull my feet away. Then back, then away. Sweet sweet torture. |
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Spending a couple of days playing in the Colorado river. Love being where I can swim every day in something besides a pool. I grew up on the Puget Sound skinny dipping in both the ocean and in rivers. That's the life for me and plan on sharing it with the right submissive. Traveling and enjoying each other in all kinds of locales. |
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=K_uRIMUBnvw |
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= Results from http://bdsmtest.org/ ==
100% Dominant
88% Master/Mistress
80% Degradation Giver
75% Bondage Giver
75% Exhibitionist
41% Non-monogamist
41% Voyeur
34% Primal (Predator)
33% Switch
25% Sadist
9% Primal (Prey)
0% All-Rounder
0% Bondage Receiver
0% Degradation Receiver
0% Masochist
0% Slave
0% Submissive
0% Vanilla
See my results online at http://bdsmtest.org/result.php? |
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So...went to dinner with a prospective sub. He's a smoker and shows up reeking like cigarettes and mildew with rotted black teeth. I couldn't get home fast enough even if it was in his filthy car! **shudders** |
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Had a boy named Michael several years ago. He lived in Seattle and I ended up releasing him when he became engaged. I begged him to be honest with his fiance and let her know what fetishes he had but he refused. I wonder to this day if they are still together. Anyways I showed up on a Friday afternoon. Play bag in tow. Nothing unusual there. Michael perked up when I sat down and dropped it at my feet. As any good Domme should I had been inside his head and ferreted out a fantasy he would never in a million years admit he had.....until the end of that day. We chatted for a bit, catching up...his eyes constantly traveling to my bag. Michael was about 6' 2" and lean. Athletic as he rode his bike often. I would call him a manly man and a bit of an alpha sub. In the middle of him complaining about one difficult client he had had the previous week I opened the bag and heard his breath catch. Reaching inside I pulled out a pair of silk woman's panties and tossed them to him. Again my hand plunged into the bag and before he could say a thing I pulled out a flogger and began tapping it against my leg. Michael caught the panties and stood with them between his fingers staring at them like they were a spider...swallowing hard...over and over again. He looked up at me with the deer in the head lights expression and I was still tapping my leg with the flogger and told him... "strip and put them on". Still swallowing and eyeing the flogger he began removing his clothes. Michael had made the occasional comment over our several months together about idiots who liked to dress up in women's clothing and prance around for their Dommes. I chuckled as I watched him put them on like he was dressing himself in a creature from the black lagoon. I whistled and rose to my feet...approaching him and taking just the tip of a red nail and outlining the now obvious erection inside the panties. By then he is gasping. Turning on my heel I went back to the bag and pulled out the bra. Walking to him and then around behind him I slipped it on over his arms and then hooking it. Stopping to slide my hands under the cups and tweak his nipples as he groaned...cooing to him at what a pretty slut boy he was. Then I went back and pulled out the rest of his outfit. Blouse, pantyhose, skirt, inserts for his bra, wig, heels and make up and helped him dress. Once done I sat back down on the chair for a minute admiring my handiwork, chuckling throatily I told him to walk. He stumbled at first but quickly adapted to the high heels. He began making little jokes and strutting when I spoke up in a low voice.."grab your keys and follow me. We're going for a walk." I thought the young man was going to drop dead of a heart attack right then and there. He followed me out his door locking up behind us and I reached for his hand. We strolled down the street getting the occasional honk from a lesbian friendly passerby. Having this all planned out I took him over a couple of blocks to a construction site then let go of his hand and said "strut" as I gave him a little push and stood back to watch the guys working the site. As typical they begin whistling and hollering, Michael's face turning redder and redder. His lean bicycle body made him appear to be female to these guys. After a few minutes when I realized he was starting to enjoy it I stepped forward and grabbed his hand and began again on our journey. Another block over we entered this little neighborhood bar in the middle of Happy Hour and found a small table. I ordered us drinks as Michael was too scared to speak LOL There were a group of about 6-7 guys in suits and ties hanging out up at the bar being a bit loud and obviously a bit intoxicated. Suddenly one of them starts sending Michael drinks. I thought he was going to crawl under the table right then and there. I sat back sipping my glass of wine with an amused look on my face and watched this going on for about an hour. Suddenly the guy came over and bent down to say something in Michael's ear. Taking that as my cue I stood up, reached over and grabbed his tie, pulling him about 6 inches from my nose I said in a loud voice "he's with me". I swear you could hear a pin drop in that place as I pushed past this befuddled man and grabbed Mike's hand and walked out the door. Once we were about 20 feet from the bar Michael started giggling. We headed back to his place. His yard had a couple of stairs you went down to reach the path to his door and then a few steps up onto a big wooden porch. As he reached the bottom of the first stair I tackled him knocking him over into the grass and straddling him I quickly pulled a knife from the inside of my boot and proceeded to cut skirt, pantyhose and panties in one fluid movement. Laying his ass bare to the world I reached into a near by hedge...felt around for the baggie I had planted there earlier. Pulling it from the bushes I opened it up and leaned close to Michael's ear as I said "OK bitch...time to make you mine" as I slid the lubed dildo into his ass fucking him right there on the path in front of god and the entire world. It didn't take long until he came. |
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So...played with a novice young sub last night. It was enjoyable except when he tried turning the play into sex. I sent him home with hard on in hand. |
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50 Shades of Grey...great little romantic movie but a far cry from what the Lifestyle is really like. Christian wasn't much of a Dom and Anastasia got a warped view of life as a submissive. |
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I am not interested in your games, your fantasies or your what ifs. I will not sit here or on YM wasting hours answering bullshit questions like what would we do or how we would spend a day. I am not a freaken psychic....I can't predict the future and the way I may react to sub #1 maybe different than sub #2. I will happily answer questions about my life, my 30 years of experience or my like or dislikes. I am not on here to feed your masturbation fantasies. I will shut you down immediately. |
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| Age: 35 |
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