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| this place gets better by the day NOT! look if you want to talk thats fine however i am not here to satisfy your perv camming ways and have cyber sex on here im NOT about that ,what part of real do you fakes not get ....
okay the story goes like this if your A real Dom tell me what makes you real what makes the dynamic of a D/s relationship then tell me your expectations!
in return ill tell you mine if i feel its worthy of my trust then ill answer you
if you think ill submit to you in just a few days your wrong, so don't say im your perfect type till you know what is behind the screen !
im tired of fakes weirdos and wannabes and physios !!!!
A SMALL CHECK LIST OF ME AND MY NEEDS
looking to trust some one -Yes
get to know me before the slave -indeed Very important
easy to get a long with -yes
Funny -yes
Slave -yes
slut whore for the right one -yes
doormat -No
smart-Yes
works-yes
daddy's little girl- Yes
Masters slut Yes
Daddy dom/Master wanted~you must take care of your self and be honest!
are you real ?
looking for real life -yes one day once i get to know who you are and we build what is called trust
will you see a picture of me - most times no not till that trust is built
will you know my location -most likely no ,not till i fully trust you
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i look in side my self i see the empty shell of what i was and what i am now ,he took it all away i lost who and what i was ,im pissed off im hurt im damaged,they wonder why i have a chip on my shoulder so tired of the hurt and pain,so tired of being told what is and what is not then what it should be turns out not to be true but another bull shit lie go away you haters and players and wanna bes this sight is so full of trolls you begin to loose what is what and who is who, with the lies and games round and round it goes when it stop i dont know if ill know ,im scared to step out scarred to give my all in my heart i know what i am, fear keeps me running from what i truly am how do you over come this fear .... how when i wont allow any one near me ... it sucks being hurt and played like a fool my heart cries and aches ... |
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