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I used to be a member here and other sites for several years. I turned away for a while. Now, with a new career and a new town, I've come back, wondering if I might meet someone to expand upon my experimentation in alternative endeavors, to further my debauchery. Will someone find me at the bottom of this rabbit hole known as BDSM and enslave me within a true relationship built upon Domination and submission?
Too bad most people I exchange emails with are playing games. Or, they're too caught up in fantasies to focus on reality. Then again, maybe that's the case so I could be guided towards you.
I've been fortunate, though, exchanging numerous messages and calls with a few very special people. They have convinced me of my true nature, of my true calling within the BDSM realm.
If I am to turn from curious sub to a true slave, I finally, definitely, know the make-up of my owner(s).
Do you seek a slave? I am not there yet. Do you desire someone you can convert into your slave? I may be your guy. I am 48 years old, divorced, stand 6' tall, a trim 180 pounds and I still have all my hair.
I have experience in the BDSM realm. As I said, I used to be a member here. It was listings on similar sites that led me down this path of discovery.
I joined these sites because my ex-wife and I played games in the bedroom. Pretending she's my Mistress on occasion kept the sex fresh and from becoming routine. Just like most people who end up on these sites, those intense nights stirred my fantasies forever after.
When desire forced me to, when lust could not be filled until I relived that excitement, I turned to the web. And, I've been lucky. I've met two wonderful ladies who've filled my void.
It was a profile, like this, that introduced me to my first real Mistress. For almost two years we played the D/s game. Through her, I was introduced to anal play and I was hooked. Before her, my ass was off limits. Get anything near and my cheeks would clinch up tight enough to crack walnuts. My work took me away and we never finished our games. I needed more.
So, as soon as I settled in, I began looking again. Trolling a chat room late one night, an IM window popped up, “Hi neighbor!” She noticed me hanging out in the Strap-on Mistress room she created. I admit, I was there out of more than curiosity. We started chatting and eventually I asked the question that brought me there.
Not the one you think but, rather, the question, “Can a woman really orgasm from riding a guy with a strap-on?” She quickly offered for me to find out personally. A couple days later, we met for drinks. A few weekends later, my question was answered. More than two years of meetings and I was hers forever. Or, so I thought. Until, once again, work took me to a new town and a new life.
Long-term, what do I desire. Until now, I've only played at a D/s lifestyle and at BDSM. Why? Because for me, it's been a part of life, not a way of life. It's been a way to spice up other mundane sex. Would I consider this as a way of life, 24/7/365? In the right situation, I would! It'd be the most natural act I've ever accomplished.
What do you get out of this deal? Quite a bit, I think. You get a six foot human “sex toy.” Want me naked at all times? Okay with me. Chastity device or cock cage, collar and leash? Nipple clamps, balls stretcher or weights, while I walk around your house? Okay. Want me kneeling between your legs while I go down on you? Great! Want me on all fours while you pound my ass? That's what I need, desperately.
And, in between orgasms, while you recover, we can experiment in the kinks you enjoy and desire to force on me. So long as those kinks have been discussed and agreed to, mutually.
Fetish fun at your command. That's what I offer.
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