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Just a writer writing...about people seeking people. (Just finished a novel with a strong S&M component to it, but it's essentially a coming-of-age, love story...a bit like Nicholas Sparks, that is, if Sparks had any appreciation of Dominance/submission.)
Tell me about your personal journey, if you wish. One of my few talents is listening well.
I hope that I am, in my best moments anyway, a man who knows how a woman wishes to be taken...and I certainly know well how I wish to take her.
I see no need for a closet-full of "accessories" - I've never found the need of anything more than a firm hand, and perhaps a light whip, to insure that a girl is reasonably well-behaved.

I've become so dreadfully "picky" about the people I choose to spend time with. Beauty alone - by itself, that is - doesn't even begin to pique my interest...nor is it simply enough to be bright, clever, funny and charming (although all those things are quite nice, of course). If you're refreshingly innocent as opposed to hopelessly jaded...if you have enough smarts to know when to keep your smart mouth shut (and when to open it as well), well, all of those things are good, yes. But in the end, I suppose at this point that anyone who's anything less than spiritually luminous, thoughtful to a fault, AND genuinely intriguing in some way, is...well...less than desirable.
So surprise me. Please. Be just a tiny bit...wonderful, in some way that I wouldn't expect. If you can manage to somehow pull that off, I shall absolutely shower you with affection, discipline, loving concern, bottles of exquisite wine (no dedicated beer drinkers need apply), AND unlimited chocolate cake!

Seeking a darling girl for companionship on the sofa with wine, movies, and candlelight...oh, and to fuck, use, slap around, and make sweep the kitchen floor. If you dance round singing, "A kiss, a slap, a whip that stings...these are a few of my favorite things", then I might be interested in getting to know you. Be clever, be enchanting, be refreshingly unique - thanks ever.

I want...a pretty little slut, who's a joy to behold and who's a joy to curl up on the sofa with and read or watch TV, who indulges my penchants for street fairs and shopping. Who will be quiet as a mouse for hours on end when I wish her to be, and not mind sitting up talking with me for half the night. Utterly shameless, and for whom being "my Master's bitch" is an infinitely more satisfying identity than her own name. I want a girl who awakens each morning burning with the desire to please me, who derives orgasmic pleasure simply from the knowledge that she is giving me pleasure...who accepts a slap across the mouth, or a riding crop on her ass, as willingly as she accepts a kiss...and who is unable to envision any pleasure or gift greater than having my cock and cum inside her.

It's a plus if she also speaks pig-latin fluently. :)

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7/16/2008 4:52:31 AM
   It's Wednesday - how utterly charming!

   As time spins by ("Our lives are already ablaze, burning themselves to dust and ashes in the fire of time"), I notice a couple of things.  One, there is a measurable increase of despair in the world.  As I read other people's chronicles of their life, I encounter tones of hopelessness, emotional and psychological fatigue, and an overall sense of being lost, much more frequently than I used to.  Secondly, I find that I have become simultaneously more tolerant and more "picky" in regard to people.  More tolerant in that I am fine with listening to anyone elaborate their worldview, regardless of how much I agree or disagree with it - that is, it bothers me less and less to encounter opinions and viewpoints that fundamentally differ from my own.  Second, I am increasingly picky about whom I choose to spend time with, and I rarely choose to spend a significant amount of time with anyone who's anything less than completely fascinating and/or enchanting.
      There is, overall, more sympathy, and less anger, in my heart day to day.  Life is a difficult journey for anyone, and I'm more and more inclined to cut people quite a bit of slack in their handling of it.  We all need to be forgiven more things than we'd care to admit.  It's fortunate that God is a hopeless romantic.

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tribalroses
 
 Age: 20
  Michigan