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I'm Melissa. I am 23 years old and recently started a job as a receptionist at a spa/massage place. I currently am out of a car (transmission). Also I am a single Mother of a 2 year old girl. Her father is completely out of the picture, living on NYC. Technically we are still married, because in Florida you have to be legally separated for a year before you can get divorced, so it's just a waiting game at this point. 100 percent over with him. I'm not a woman who flip flop on stuff like that. The only time I am indecisive is when choosing where to eat, what to eat and what movie I feel like watching that night xD
I believe a Dom is not entitled to a subs trust, but it is earned. Just because you are a Dom does not give you the right to boss me around as a Sub. You don't know me nor do you deserve my respect or trust. Don't message me like you already own me, you need to work for your meat. Once I believe I can trust you then I will gladly obey your needs. Kind of like if you walk into a toy store they don't belong to you, you have to earn them.
I'm tired of playing alone. I want someone to share my toys, and my body with. First and foremost I am looking for a relationship. I am a very sexual person and have very kinky sexual needs. I would like to find someone who can be proper in public, and Complete dirty and forceful in private. Being open-minded in every aspect is a must. I love to try new thing in and out of the bedroom. Also I prefer a Dom around my own age. Please no one older than 31, nothing against you, just not my thing. Race is NOT a factor in any way.
TO MAKE THIS CLEAR: I have been getting message from you guys, thanks for the love, but from some of them it's obvious I need to make this point clear. I am not looking to play around with a lot of different people. I want a one-on-one relationship with my Dom. Also I do not want to be told what to do in every aspect of my life. I will dress how I wish (unless you want me to dress in costume for your fantasy), Have my hair how I want and do what I like. The only time I want to be told what to do is when you need to be tended to ;D
Like most of you I love being spanked, biting, and scratched! I love being told what to do and where to go.
Dominate me!
I love being whipped, and handcuffed, tied down, hair pulled and all that good stuff. Knife play is SO MUCH FUN to me. I have a huge rape fantasy, either 1 or a gang ;) I'm up to try anything.
I think the best sex starts with force and ends with blood. The feeling of a knife against my skin, the danger of knowing a simple slip could ruin everything makes my head spin in the best way. Knowing I am helpless and cannot stop my dom is so enticing.
Maybe I could be your one and only sex-pet? You will definitely love to play with me, especially if you want to be able to take a break once and a while and be dominated by your pet ;D
Scenario: You come home from a long day at work. You are tired and want to just sit back and relax. You slump back on the couch and the smell of roasted garlic and sauteed onions waft into your nose. You sit up and look in the kitchen and like a good little housewife would, I am in there cooking dinner already. It smells sensational! Then you notice what I'm wearing. A pair of torn off jean shorts, so high you can see my ass hanging out the bottom, you lick your lips and move your gaze up slowly to see a tight black t-shirt. You also notice me swinging my hip to the beat of some music playing quietly. You get up and walk into the kitchen, grab my hips and kiss me lightly on the neck. You peek over my shoulder to see what I'm cutting up, but get distracted by my breasts popping out the top of my shirt, and you notice I'm not wearing a bra. You strengthen you grip on my hips and grind into my backside as your cock begins to get hard. "Take care of me now" you whisper into my ear before you bite it. You reach down the top pf my shirt grasping my tit hard and twisting slightly. You then turn my body so I'm facing you, ass against the counter and press your hard cock against my pussy, lifting my shirt. I'm helpless to stop you. I unzip your pants as you push me to the floor, and now I am face to face with your hard throbbing cock. I take you in my mouth slowly, feeling the shiver of pleasure run through your body. You don't feel like being patient tonight and thrust you hips forward while pulling my hair, making me choke as your cock hits the back of my throat. You continue to pound the back of my throat until you are so close to cumming you shake. You pull out of my mouth just as you cum and spray all of your load om my face and tits. You pull me back up by my hair as I wipe the cum off me face and suck it off my fingers. You grab my face and kiss me, forcing your tongue into my mouth. You pull back and look right into my eyes and smirk, then twist me back around, bending me over the counter. You reach around the front of me and undo my shorts and drop them down to my ankles, spreading my legs, and slip your fingers into my soaked pussy. As you finger me I moan in pleasure and just I'm about to climax you stop and kneel down and shove your face into my welcoming pussy and circle my clit with your tongue, moving slowly teasing me until my whole body shakes. You stand back up, grab my hair, pull my head back and bite my neck as you slide you cock ever so slowly into me. You plunge into me 4-5 times slowly, make me squirm and beg for you. Once you feel satisfied that I earned my reward you pound into me making me scream. You continue to pound my pussy until I'm so fucked silly I can't even scream anymore. You cum again, splashing your load inside me and slide your cock out. As you pull up your pants all the cum starts to run out of my pussy and down my leg, you chuckle and zip your pants. I try to stand up but my legs don;t seem to want to work so I stumble to the ground, and giggle. I grab the edge of the counter and pull myself up and lean against the counter until I can gain my composure back. I bend over and pull my shorts back up and stumble over to the fridge. I grab you a beer and bring it into you, bend down, kissing you gently on the lips and walk back into the kitchen to finish cooking dinner.
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