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I've been into BDSM D/s for more years that I care to count..(wink)..
You'd find me to be a bit outdoorsy, I own a boat.. enjoy fishing, being outside and all that offers. At the same time, I consider myself well read.. a CNNaholic. .. (liberal politics, for what that's worth to you).. and I have a well worn library card.
As a Dominant, it is among my joys to be able to stimulate a submissive mind.. to help conjure new ideas.. new feelings... I like to be creative.
I'm not as much an analyzer, as I am a decision maker. Not that I'm quick to jump to a conclusion.. but.. I'm decisive. I tend to not waiver or vascillate.
Over the years, I've considered myself a Master .. a Dominant.. and, sometimes, a Daddy. I like all three, and have learned much about myself.
I'd welcome an opportunity to correspond with you about� mutual interests.
Thanks.
I would lay you down, and with the slightest caress of my fingertips, the whisper of my breath on your skin, perhaps the barest brush of my lips, with these things I would attempt to communicate to you eveything that I am.
And it would be electric
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I will not be sending anyone any money. |
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Age-ists, racists, born-agains, or Trump fans need not apply. |
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I am not of the opinion that submissive/slave women are worthless. I'd never want you to think of yourself as something less than very valuable. Be proud of who you are and what you represent in the life of a man like me. You're a key for my lock, that doesn't mean that you're less valuable than me, it only means you're different. We're wired differently, men like me are important to you too. That's why you'd probably not be happy in a vanilla relationship. |
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Have you always had a fantasy of being over my knee, slowly lowering your panties, presenting your ass to me for a spanking? Feeling the burning, the touch of my hand as it makes contant with your ass. Quivering as you await the next stroke, but also wanting it and liking the warmth it gives. Relaxing and offering more of your ass as I cover it with strokes. You sniffle but beg for more. It reminds you of your Daddy? or ?.
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It's absolutely true that us older guys can in no way keep up with the sheer animal grunt of younger men. Our days of hammering it home from dusk to dawn have long since passed. There is going to be a very good chance that you will not be complaining about a sore pussy the next day.
Now, in our defense, we open doors and pull chairs. We take your arm when entering or leaving an event. We stand when you come to or leave a table. We pay the dinner bill. We do not refer to you as Yo! or Ho (unless you ask us to). We know about that spot behind your ear and the one where your throat meets your collar bone. We know about that spot below your neck, between your shoulder blades. We know about the back of your knees ;).
Most of all, we know where to put our hands, fingers and tongues and exactly how to use them. When we go down on you, we know exactly what to do with those two fingers. We know our tongues are not power tools and we know that your clit is not to be treated like a joy buzzer. Oh, and we know how to make a simple breakfast.
So, even though young guys have us beat hands down in pure visceral endurance, us older guys level the playing field by not only knowing how to be gentlemen, but by knowing how to do things that the young guys don't even know exist or how to pronounce.
We have had many years of practice to learn how to do very bad things and do them very, very well. ;) |
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