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Firefighter looking to serve and to please. I enjoy a little humiliation and degradation with my service. I love being forced both mentally and physically into situations privately. Simple as that. Minimal limits, DD free, nothing Permanent. No scat or blood. Ill send a picture once we have talked a little.
The more time passes the more I realise that my place is low down on the floor at the feet of someone who owns me. Some are just made to serve. Are we made insecure and vulnerable to make it easy for us to accept the domination of another?
Maybe its just that the Ds dynamic is like a muscle.... the more you exercise it the stronger it becomes.
Why are thoughts of humiliation and degradation so powerfully erotic? How can the body react so sexually to something which the mind hates?
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