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I think its the time for me to explore. I am interested in finding my limits. Its difficult to categorize myself though I believe I fall on this side of the pendulum. I am very open to chatting with anyone, I am a natural talker, and very well liked that everyone that knows me.
OK, now for the dirty stuff, because lets face it, thats why we are all here.
I am somewhat of a respectful sadist, my pleasure comes form the reactions that I get from others, and my interests range from mild to extreme.
Domination, to me, is a two way street. I am provided with clay to shape and mold as I see fit, to suit my needs. But I have the obligation to protect and provide that clay with what it needs in order to shine, to be strong and remain what I have made it. Be that as a cherished belonging, or just a valuable resource, the obligation still exists.
I do not want a second job. As things progress, however they shall, I would expect my sub/slave to jump at my beck and call, do as I order, be ready for me when I desire their time, but in the meantime I expect them to continue with their own life. I am a source of order, of control, of safety and advice, but I am not an itinerary.
What I need now and what I have been hunting for is sweet, feminine slave/sub girl. She must be in shape/thin and love lingerie. The final say over your wardrobe is an important control to me. Does not mean I will take you to the mall in a G-string. I am not into inflicting a lot of pain, though I do believe in the benefits of an occasional spanking and bondage. Bondage is not always a prelude to sex, but watching you squirm around tied, well, lets just say some things may be inevitable.
In the end, I am an affectionate man and your face will not be appearing on a milk carton, but your life will be supervised in many respects. You would NOT be cut off from family and friends. I promise a safe/sane/loving environment.
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