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| NOT CURRENTLY LOOKING AS OF 2-1-13
LOCAL, LOCAL, LOCAL, LOCAL, LOCAL= MEANS WITHIN 30 MINUTES DRIVING DISTANCE.
Send facial photo with your 1st email if not on your profile.
I am the 'country girl next door', with a twist. I am not well traveled. In fact I have never been west of the Mississippi or even on a plane for that matter. Although I do have many places on my bucket list I would like to go.
While I am conservative with some things, I am very open minded and try not to label anyone other then myself. Even so, I don't fit very neatly into a specific 'box'. If I were to label myself, I would say that I am a Dominant that likes to bottom once in a while.
I have two addictions, other then my smoking: Chocolate and SHOES!
I have collected Barbies and Walt Disney movies for as long as I can remember.
I am a mixture of Native American and Irish, which means I like to drink, but I can't drink very much, so I don't often. :o)
I have 1 sister & 1 brother, we all live within 15 minutes of each other. My Mother is in Heaven and my Father is down the road. I have 4 grown children, two dogs & a partridge in a pear tree. ok, maybe not that last one, but my family comes first.
Legally I am still married even though we have been seperated for almost 4 years. We are on friendly terms and see each other occasionaly. If that bothers you, move on.
I am involved in the local kink community & I pretty much like everyone. I look for the good even when the bad is staring me in the face.
I am an introvert by nature and push my own limits by being as involved with the local community as I am.
I am not Poly or 'Casual'.
Now, tell me about you....
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What turns me on is not what a person has between their legs. It is what’s between their ears. Which is the reason I list myself as bisexual. I have no interest in seeing photos of someone’s genitalia. If I want to see it, I’ll ask. Send me a picture of your smile, your eyes. Better yet, a clothed body shot so I can see your stance. These are the things I am going to look at if and when we meet in person, along with your mannerisms and how you treat and interact with those around you. I can’t look at a picture and think ‘I’d like to get me some of that’. I can however read what someone has written and think ‘I’d like to know a little more about you’. Yes, appearance counts. You only get one chance to make a first impression. I hear my mothers’ words echoing in my ear.
Kinky Sex is not what comes to my mind first when I think BDSM. Acceptance. It’s ok to be different. We can agree to disagree on multiple topics and not have it turn into a negative experience. I think; bondage, discipline, sadism, masochism, submission, power & energy exchange, a D/s relationship. Kinky sex and playing are definitely on the ingredients list. Without it, the dish just isn’t appealing to my taste. It is not however, the ingredient I want to start with. My ‘sister’ told me ‘it’s the new generation. Beating and kinky sex is what people are looking for’. I thought how sad, they are missing out on so much more of it. *Note to self - to each their own. If that is what is satisfying for you, that is what you should look for. Maybe she was just saying that to appease me or shut me up.
I am not Poly by any means of the word. I understand it, ‘you can love more then one child, you can love and be in a relationship with more then one person’. Multiple partners to share the work, the good times & the bad. I can wrap my mind around it, but not my heart & soul. I know. I tried it. While not the only reason for my failed marriage, it was a major contributing factor. There are so many things I have to split my time up between, like work, my home, kids, friends, and hobbies that I don’t want to split my time up between multiple, intimate relationships. I know people that this works for, even a few poly households that have been long term, meaning same people for a decade or more. If it works for you, Wooo Hooo! I am all for doing what works. It just isn’t for me.
I also don’t do casual very well. Casual play or casual sex holds little interest for me. This does not make me a ‘cold fish’ just because I don’t want to jump your bones 10 minutes after meeting you. How special is a lock that opens for any key or a key that slides into just any lock? Been there and done that. Casual sex works for a lot of people, not for me. A bump and grind buddy can rock, it serves a purpose for both parties involved. I’m looking for a deeper purpose. I want special for me. Selfish? Maybe.
As for the BDSM play, practice dollies are awesome, but I am not going to get that top space out of it. It’s fun! It helps keep up my topping skills, but I want more. I want a connection to the person I am playing with. I want that power exchange, the energy flow during a scene. It takes time for me to build that connection, that trust. To take that energy into wild abandoned, rough and or passionate sex….. I’ve heard that whether giving or receiving, the greatest aphrodisiac…. Control.
Being the person I am, I will go without before I settle for less then I want. I think it is great that people can make Poly and Casual work for them and be happy. It just doesn’t work for me. Does my perception make me an outcast in the BDSM Society? Am I the only one out there that shares these views? Am I the old school oddity that just needs to get with the times?
These are my views and opinions, please read with a grain of salt. Your mileage may vary….
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Making plans for WW!! I can't wait!!! OH the shopipng, the socializing, the shopping, going to the 'Bag O Nails' for fish, the shopping, the classes, the shopping, the play parties, Oh and did I mention the SHOPPING????
(Hoping like Hell I aint sick for it this year!)
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First Meeting
I have been talking to a potential submissive for the last week or so. The online conversations had been going well. The initial attraction is there. I invited him to come out to the local scene to meet me for dinner and then a basic play party. He seemed eager to go and eager to please. He had journaled about talking with me without my telling him to and done everything I have asked of him promptly. We have played 20/20 several times and exchanged quite a bit of information. I was optimistic. Things seemed to be going well until………………… that first phone call.
He wanted to talk to me about a few people that he had previously met in the lifestyle that he thought I might know. His vocabulary was lacking. Maybe I should say offensive, inappropriate language used, especially after being told that one of my biggest turn offs was cursing. I was still willing to meet him, I had enjoyed our on line discussions. When iming me the following day and telling me about a possible job offer in another state, I got the impression that he was trying to blow me off politely. Polite and respectful are always good things. He said that was not the case and coming out to meet me for dinner.
He showed up with flowers in hand. Beautiful & thoughtful. He was how I had expected him to be in appearance and mannerism. He is a bit outspoken, brash, and ‘rough’ around the edges. I also see what appears to be a fun guy with a caring soul and a bit of a soft heart that he may be trying to hide behind the roughness. Like a piece of clay that may have been mishandled a few times in the past and could really use a positive touch in their life. There were about 13 people for dinner. Pleasant conversation, acceptable food, but lousy service.
It was a small gathering at the space due to the Holiday weekend. That might have been a good thing for a first timer. Not quite so overwhelming. I did have to work and take care of my duties to the group which left him with some time to talk and get to know a few other people there. We talked and we watched. He had hinted around that he would like to play. I am not much into the casual playing so playing with him was not on my agenda for the evening. I just wanted to expose him to the lifestyle group and talk with him, get to know him better.
After the space closed, we went out for breakfast. I kind of like the late night life. He asked me if he was going to get invited back. My answer was that anyone can come down to the space. An invitation is not necessary. He walked me to my vehicle and said good night with a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek.
At this point I am unsure if pursuing a D/s relationship together is a good idea for either one of us. He seems to need to stabilize his life before diving into anything as involved as what I am looking for. As for Me, I really miss having a D/s relationship and everything that goes with it. I also very much miss the play time. It is very intimate and sexual for Me. The ‘s’ is a part of Me that is missing. I want to make sure I have the right piece before trying to put it into place. It seems like the fun and service are there. I am wondering about the commitment, dedication, and time. I hope to continue the friendship with the possibilities of pursuing the D/s relationship. I move slowly and deliberately. |
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April 19th was a PJ party at a Hotel. I really enjoy these parties. It is like going to a bar where you can dance, drink, and "SMOKE"! I went with my ocasional play date L. Huge did not go to this party. It is the first time I had went without him, was kinda strange not having him there. We brought less then a 12 pack cause we were expecting to play after the party. Way to many trips to the shot room for me for any kind of playing that night. It was still a fun night. Usualy I am dragging a guy out to the dance floor. Not with L, he kept dragging me.
Last Saturday was the PRS play party. I topped my female friend L for the first time and that was fun and I gave her my Body massage for the evening that I have been getting from K & G.And I helped with it! 
Next weekend is SMARTFEST! I am looking forward to going. It will be so nice to get away from everday life for a weekend. Not to mention the socializing with friends, the educational stuff, the play parties, and of course.....the shopping!!!! |
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Last Saturday was Demo night at PRS. It was on Mummification. I had seen the presenter do one before, but then she had used pantyhose and saran wrap. This time she used crinoline, bubble wrap, vet wrap, and the old standard duct tape.I think I liked the saran wrap better, although, I did like the look of Myself in purple crinoline wrapped to the cross. It was itchy & hot, but the photos came out good and the marks left behind just didn't last long enough.
The Play party wasn't to crowded for a change and I actually got to play a couple of times during the night.... bottoming  . My friend L sat and played with my hair for a long time and I love that! She has a very soft touch. How relaxing for me. The party ended with G & K giving me an all over body massage. Lucky lady that I am.
My ocassional 'play date friend' went to the Demo/party with me, but we did not play. I was not much in the mood for Topping. It is difficult for me to get into the Dominating head space after bottoming.
Everyone that walked in the door asked me "Where's your boy?". I did not know what to say and really diddn't want to, so I just said "he isn't here" and left it at that. |
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My boy, tyler & I have had to part ways. Still friends, just on different paths. He will be fine if and when he ever decides to continue in the Lifestyle. I have taught him well. It is easy when you have a good student. My best to him always..... |
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Last Saturday I had a play date with my sub. We had several different options of what to do. he was more interested in spending some alone time. So we did. He has not been feeling well physicaly and dealing with some external garbage in his life lately. As usual My plans for the evening did not take place, LOL. Big surprise.
We did several different scenes that night, but the one I enjoyed the most consisted of placing him atop a table, blindfolded and bit gagged, with his head on a pillow. There is never a 'need' to restrain him. Telling him "Don't move" is restraint enough.I then took some massage oil and rubbed him down and did a rythem scene with him. I could feel the tension and pain leave his body through my hands. Strange I had never thought about that being a power scene, but it definately was for Me.Having the control to make someone feel great is a wonderful thing whether it is pain turned to pleasure or pleasure staying just that, pleasure.
It was a very laid back night. While most of the time tyler is a very good boy....He is always a Good Man.....
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I think I am gonna quit making any plans. They don't seem to work out.
Right now I have a (part time) subby boy, an over eager play date that is a friend of mine,and an online friend that I have been chatting with for the last 8 months. I do feel the connection/chemistry with my online friend very strongly. He is a great online friend. I do think that is all he will ever be though is an online only friend. I am good with that as I do so enjoy our conversations. My play date friend is great! He calls me all the time and ims me several times during the week just to chat and find out what kind of trouble I am getting into, LOL.And he always shows up at the drop of a dime and is tons of fun! (I feel kind of bad about that for not actualy scheduling a play date with him) He is so unsubby though and likes to give me a bit of a struggle. He is a switch with a strong desire to Top me. He has asked me several times. Not sure that is ever gonna happen, but I do miss bottoming.
My online conversation Buddy is great and my play date Buddy is an Awsome friend, but.....they are just not the same as my boy. My boy is the Bomb! The chemistry is there. The play time is better then I could have ever imagined and the sex...mmmmmm. I supose Spontanaity is or can be a good thing. I am very much a 'planner' though.
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At the foot of my bed sets a dressing bench with an afghan on it that a friend made for me. Upon picking it up to fold, I found the shirt that I had worn a week ago Saturday. It never made it to the laundry shoot. As soon as I lifted the shirt, I instantly smelled My ‘boy’. The scent of his cologne, the scent of his body, the scent of intimacy. Wow, what a powerful thing scent is. Images flooded My mind; of giving him the cologne, smelling it on him, knowing he wears it only for Me, that same scent while we are playing, and the list goes on….. What I didn’t smell on my shirt was my own cologne. Wonder why? That shirt almost didn’t make it down the shoot this time either……… |
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The weekend of Feb 2 & 3rd was the weekend down in Columbus for a BDSM conference called Winter Wickedness. I had such great hopes for the weekend and had been making plans for over a month. Strange how things don’t seem to go as planned. Sometimes better, sometimes not. This was definitely a not. I was sick the whole weekend. High lights from the weekend were getting together with friends, getting a pair of thigh high boots from Huge, and I offered my boy a collar which he accepted. Unfortunately, it does not fit him and I have to return it and get a larger one. My ‘guys’ did take great care of me over the weekend though. I got to sleep in the crook of Huge’s arm Friday night, and on the way home I slept in my boys lap with his arm wrapped around me. I love cuddling!
This past weekend was a PRS Demo. I had the boy show up at 4 and gave him a test. He was given a book called Screw the Roses, Send me the Thorns before I got sick. He was told to read a chapter a week. The test was on the first chapter. He got an 84%, I have a feeling he will be more prepared and do better for the next test. One of my goals with him is to give him an education. I want to teach him things & for him to have many positive experiences. Knowledge is power and one of the best ways to keep yourself safe. While I am his first, I know I will not be the last. I want him to always be as safe as possible. So while he may think I am being a Mega Bitch with the testing, there is a means to the madness.
I had wanted to do a rope harness on him before we left for him to wear under his clothes, but time did not permit. I enjoy having some type of ‘restraint’ on him, under his clothing and reaching over to tug or gently touch it through out the evening. A subtle reminder of Me that only he and I know is there.
The restaurant workers are idiots and I’m not even going there.
Once we got settled in at the space I was seated in the lounge. My boy had a package for me. I opened it to find that the weekend before he had ordered me a set of Luna Floggers! DAMN! Took me a couple minutes to get over the shock. We are gonna have lots of fun with those. I guess the boy has a little more ‘woman smarts’ then I had given him credit for. Looking back at the pictures, I am not sure whose face has the better look. Mine of surprise or his of pride and pleasure of having given the gift. I know how much I enjoy that feeling when I have given a gift.
The Demo was good, I had seen it before. The presenters entertaining. I enjoy watching my boy’s face and his reactions anytime he sees, hears or does something new. That old saying “the eyes of a child” applies here.
I was happy to see 2am closing time roll around. I was looking forward to some alone time without the crowd. Our turn to ‘party’. Earlier in the week I had went to the store and bought a pair of dress pants, a button up shirt, a t-shirt, and some blecky boxer shorts. I had the boy dress in this, but leave the cute lil red thong on. I hung him from a wench and took out my deer gutting knife…….Prelude: In a prior conversation a week or so ago, the boy had said that I could not rape him and I asked him what if I got a couple of guys to jump him and started it like that? He said ‘they better pack a lunch then’, cause somebody is gonna get hurt, either me or them. “Better pack a lunch” is one of those sayings that Tyler says often when he is trying to be a tough manly man guy. It is kinda cute. Anyways…. I took out my deer gutting knife and ran it along his face and said “so, you think I can’t rape you?” Then I turned and out of the red canvas bag I pulled out a small brown paper bag and turned back to Tyler and told him “I packed my lunch”. I had indeed packed a lunch, complete with sandwich, apple, and chips! I have never seen his eyes get so wide and then that knowing click of recognition…… he got it. I cut and ripped every shred of clothing off of his body. Including the lil red thong skivies. I had wanted to use the apple as a gag, but that didn’t work out so well. I left him un blindfolded because I wanted him to watch. To see how I was working the knife and pulling away from his body.
After we picked stuff up and had watched Huge playing a little bit, we headed for the back room. I practiced the Luna Floggers for a bit and let Tyler swing them for awhile. He did pretty good, especially for his first time. I even let him use me for a target. He apologized to me for any ’bad hits’ before he even started swinging them, lol. The boy definitely has some Dominate/Top qualities to him.
We sat there for about 3 hours and just talked. Everyday stuff, vanilla stuff, life stuff, kinky stuff. It seems easier to get him to open up and communicate freely when it is just me and him. Getting to know him in more then just a BDSM manner helps me in being able to lead this D/s relationship in a positive direction. But it does take two.
I did ‘rape’ him to some extent, but I hope it was an enjoyable ‘rape’. Then the sex ensued…..From the conversation earlier, I was able to trip a mental trigger with him and bring out more of his aggressive side. A little bit closer to the sexual ‘service’ I am looking for out of my sub. Rough Sex Rocks! "Come N Get It!" I wish I had taken photos Sunday of the handprint bruises I have. *smiles*
When we left Sunday at about 10am, he left mark free, not one scratch or bite or bruise or red mark did I leave on his body. No reminders of me for the next day or so. Nor will he have any for the next two weeks as he is taking next Saturday as a vanilla night off. Him only having the one weekend night off Sucks! He needs time to be with friends and family. Time to be a young 24 year old man. I understand this. On the other hand, I hope he understands that he is not meeting up to my one day or more a week requirement on my list. This is an issue we will have to address and work at to find a way around it. |
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Looking for one word that best describes how I feel about Saturday night. ‘Pleased’ seems to fit, but it also ‘feels’ like an understatement. I had been sick for a week. We went to a community function that we attend regularly.
I was pleased with the way he got My dinner for Me from the buffet. I was pleased with the way he kept My mug full of hot tea all night. I was pleased at how he kept the cough drops on hand and unwrapped and handed them to Me every time I would start coughing. I was pleased with the fact that whenever someone would give Me something or ask Me to do something, he would go and attend to it & quickly return to My side. I was pleased with not only his service, but the way he serves Me. he takes great pride in his service to his Mistress. It speaks volumes about his personal character and the relationship that he & I are building. As his confidence grows in his role as My submissive, you can see his personal strength shining through. Perhaps I should replace pleased with proud…
A couple of weeks ago, during a phone conversation, I had asked the boy how he felt about sharing his Mistress with another submissive, (either gender). he said he hadn’t thought about it and would have to get back to Me. This is ground that I had covered with him at the negotiation table. I will not share him with another Dominant. his submission is Mine. That is a deal breaker for Me. he did not have a reason/explanation as to why he feels the way he does, but he also does not want to share his Mistress. he did not need a reason or explanation, I will respect his choice. While it is not the answer I was expecting, it did make Me feel good about Myself to know (or think) that he values what we have between us in this D/s relationship and wants to keep it ‘special’. Just between us. Again, I am pleased with his choice.
My energy level being low, or none existent, we did not play long. We did get to try out a violet wand on him and he left that night with My name, FAITH, marked on his back. Hot, hot, hot. I am a bit territorial <smiles>. |
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Even though I am not searching right now, I still get emails. Some I read and reply, others (form letters) I skim & delete. I got this in part of an email and....Well, read it. Corny, maybe, but would be so hot to hear at just the right moment. I replied to this email....Faith ( a sucker for mush)
i will respect Her.
i will be patient with Her.
i will listen to Her.
i will trust Her.
i will serve Her.
i will be honest with Her.
i will be genuine with Her.
i will fufill Her needs.
i will grant Her wishes.
i will adore Her.
Above all,
i will bring honor to Her.
She will hear me without words. She will feel me without touching. She will guide me with Her strong and loving hands and heart. She will proudly say, ______ is Mine.
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The Endorphin rush is definately addictive. I missed playing this weekend and now feel as though I am going through 'with draw'..... *sigh* |
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The bells that never ring. Well, unless I bump into them. When I restrain my boy, gag and blindfold him, I place a set of bells in his hand to let Me know if he is in distress. he holds them very gently as to make sure they do not ring or drop. Like the grains of sand, If you hold to loosely or to tighty you lose the grains. Ocassionaly I bump into them and so love to tease the boy. "So, you want me to stop"? Then watch his head shake while he tries to spit out the word no through the gag.
his job, hold the bells for Mistress. How hot it is....... |
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It will be two months tomorrow since I met tyler. He walked into the restraunt a clean cut, well mannered boy with a wild glint in his eyes. I was happily surprised that he showed up with as nervous as he seemed to be. I have taken things slow but steady. Almost everything is a first for him and some have been firsts for Me as well. Having a BDSM virgin is awsome! While somewhere down the road there may be others for him, I will always be the first.
his submissiveness grows stronger towards me each time we are together. It comes natural and is given freely. A gift that money can not buy. One that I am honored to receive. I introduce him with great pride as "My boy". his journal can be found here as tylrderdan. While I have not collared him...yet....he is still MINE! |
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I have a boy under consideration now. I still welcome email from those that are looking for friends and to share ideas and stories. |
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Don't email me if you do NOT live in Ohio. I will delete, NO Responses!!!! |
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As a general rule of thumb, I like people. I like making new friends. However, I do not wish to make a new friend that I am never going to meet. I am not into Cyber D/s nor am I into online only relationships. What is so difficult about understanding what "Local Only" means? Why do peole on the other side of the country or in a totaly different country write to me? |
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BOY TOY WANTED AGE: 21-40
LOCAL ONLY !!!!
LOCAL ONLY !!!!
LOCAL ONLY !!!!
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An applicant sent me this poem and with his permission I am sharing it.
Submission:
Some were made to take control
Others made to give their soul
Their lives and fate intertwined
Seeking the pleasures of the mind
Only in shackles can one see
True happiness achieved
Giving one's heart mind and soul
To live for loss of self control
All my thoughts dreams and hopes
They are Hers to keep and to hold
i know only joy which She gives to me
A greater joy the world will never see
i live within the prison of Her heart
A place i wish never to depart
my submission to Her is complete
Kneeling down now, before Her |
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BOY TOY WANTED
AGE: 21-40
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New Jersey |
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