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TakeYouTim
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| I'm looking for a Dom who's willing to be patient and get to know me. Someone I can feel comfortable with. Additionally, I am also looking for friends. Ok, so now that's out of the way, here's a bit about ME.
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Here goes nothing...
I'm a confusing mash of different things... Complicated seems to be my middle name. LOL One title just doesn't describe what I am.
I have a little side, I am also submissive, a masochistic, and I can be a brat at times. I can be very submissive and shy at times, other times I like to talk and have fun.
I need someone strong and not afraid to discipline because I like to push my limits... But someone who has a soft side and likes to cuddle. I like to have fun and am just a bit of a dare devil... and as I said a masochist… I have a good sense of humor.... I love to laugh... and have a good time. I have a bubbly personality when I get to know you. And a very childish side but then I'm a little so that's expected.
I’ve never had a real Dom of any kind before, though I’d really like one. I only had a few play partner and have a little experience... Most of it bad experience... Which i will not explain here because it's not for the weak(If you are interested in me then I will tell you). Due to my bad experiences I need someone willing to take their time with me and get to know me so I’m comfortable with them. I will not just jump into bed with you.
I want someone I can trust without a doubt in my mind. I want someone kind and caring and gentle. But someone firm and controlling at others, I want someone who will teach me new things. Help me learn as much as I can. Someone that can dominate me and deal with me bratty side, and most importantly someone that likes to snuggle and cuddle and care for me too. Someone I can trust not to seriously hurt me. Someone that can keep me in line but not someone who will abuse me. I want someone that will know my body better than I do... Please contact me if you're interested! :)
If you want a bit more of an insight into me and what I'm looking for then check out my journal!
**I'm also interested in meeting some people in my area to be friends with. Some people to hang out with who I don't have to hide what I like. someone who will understand. Message me if your interested.
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**My Story Called 'The Punishment'**
We’re standing in the kitchen when it happens. I can see the change in his face. He gives me THAT look. I call it ‘The Dom Look’. The look that says ‘your in so much trouble, missy.’ The look that makes shivers go down my spine.
I had sassed him one to many times, been a brat just one to many times and now I was in deep trouble.
He points at the ground in front of him, “Come here.” I shake my head, “No”. He raises an eyebrow at me. “Come here” He says again.
I’m in a particularly stubborn and bratty mood today, which is what got me here in the first place. I’m already in trouble so let’s see how far I can push this.
I cross my arms over my chest. “No.” I say once again. He takes a step forward and I take one back. “I won’t repeat myself, missy.” He points to the ground in front of you again.
“Make Me,” I say, taking two steps backwards. I was baiting him; I wanted him to spank me that was the whole reason for my behavior today. “If you run, Young lady, you’ll get the cane.” At that I stop, I wanted a spanking: not a caning. I hate the cane. Despise it. I think it’s pure evil and he knows that.
He takes two steps forward and I take two more backward only to run into the counter behind me. My eyes go wide as I realize I’m stuck. He’s quick… He takes his opportunity and is on me in seconds. He grabs the back of my neck and start walking, pulling me with you. His grip isn’t mean or particularly painful, just firm and controlling. I don’t try to fight I’m stuck and I know it. Excitement boils my blood and terror runs through my body. He pushes me forward and I comply.
He drags me to the bedroom. Not letting me go until he has the door closed and locked. Then I’m stuck with the door locked and him standing in front of it, there’s no escape.
He comes towards me and I back up until my legs hit the bed. He has me trapped again. With quick and efficient movements he turns me around and has me bent over the bed, face down, before I realized anything happened. He grabs my PJ pants and underwear and pulls them both down at the same time.
He pats my bottom and says, “Stay, if you move I’ll get the cane instead of the paddle.” I don’t dare move. I wanted nothing to do with the cane though the paddle wasn’t my favorite either.
I hear footsteps, the closet door open and I’m tempted to twist a bit to see what he’s grabbing. But I don’t dare push him any farther. I didn’t want the cane. What I wanted was for him to spank me with his hand but I wasn’t going to get that…
He touched my back and I startled I didn’t hear the closet door close or hear his footsteps. “Fifteen” He says. I swallowed hard…
He rubs a hand over my bottom, a soothing gesture. What happened next was anything but soothing. I got no warning when the first one hit. I jerked; ged and try to stand up. He must have anticipated that because he presses his hand in between my shoulder blades. Effectively holding me down and he waits until I relax back against the bed.
“Stay down or you’ll get more then fifteen, missy.” He said and a second later. ‘Thwack’…the second one hurt more they the first one… He picked up the pace. ‘Thwack, Thwack, Thwack’… By five I had given up all hope of getting away and just lay there. I closed my eyes and counted in my head.
By the time he finished my bottom was on fire and I had tears slowly running down my face. When he finishes he rubs some cream into my bottom and helped me up. He pointed to the ground in front of him and a dropped to my knees before him.
He’s in complete Dom mode and arguing or fussing would end me up bent over the bed again. “Apologize, young lady.” He said. I sniffle and wipe at my eyes, “I’m so sorry. Please forgive me, Sir.” I say. “Good girl” He said. He helps me up from my knees and pulls me into a hug, rubbing my back softly.
In his arms the tears come faster and I cry into his chest. He backs toward the bed pulling me slowly with him. He lifts me up and lays down on the bed with me. Cuddling me close, he rubs my back and plays with my hair. He whispers soft words in my ear and holding me close until I calm down.
“Did you learn a lesson from this?” He asks softly. “Yes, Sir.” I say. “But you’ll do it again, won’t you, pet. Always have to test me to see what I’ll do, don’t you.” I hear him chuckle softly. I peek up of him; He has a smile on his face looking down at me, the love and affection reflaspects in his eyes as he looks at me. And I feel the same way about him. ‘Yes, this is where I belong” I think, snuggling in closer to him, completely content to lay here.
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The Definition of "Taking things SLOW!"
How things work with me… And kinda me venting...
I’m not looking for just sex… I’m not going to jump into your bed just because you’re a Dom. I’m sorry I’m just not like that. I don’t want to relationship to be based off of just sex. I want to get to know you before we do anything… Did you know sex for some women is very much about a connection, a mental/emotional and physical connection with the person there being intimate with. That’s me! And I have to be able to trust you. Trust is major to me! A lot of guys that contact me are in a rush to meet. Then once we meet it’s when can we play?…
But here’s the thing, we can’t have a mental/emotional connection from one meeting. I want to talk to you for a bit before we meet… (I’ve jumped blindly into meeting someone after two conversations… It didn’t end well). Maybe talk on the phone a bit. And even then I’m not doing anything with you on the first meeting… Or even the second! I’m the definition of “taking it SLOW”! LOL :) But then it shouldn’t be all about sex because it’s not! Message me and let’s see if we hit it off! :)
Oh and by golly gosh if you try to dominate in one of the first messages you send me… It’s just not gonna work… I might laugh… But I’m not calling you Sir or Master before we have even met… Unless it just feels right… but then only I can know that!
Just My Thoughts.
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| Age: 29 |
| Toronto, OH,
New York |
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