BEFORE YOU READ SO MUCH AS ANOTHER CONSONANT OR VOWEL, READ THIS DISCLAIMER:
Submissive men, I have no need or desire to talk to you unless I initiate the conversation. Trust me, we have nothing to talk about, and when I have an appetite for a submissive boy, the last thing on my mind is talking, capice?
I am sexually aggressive. I bite. I like to be bitten. I like it rough at times, and I like role play. I drink my tequila straight, no chaser. (Every now and then, I wanna chase it with a little something, though!) Thing is, I'm not cut out to be pigeonholed. I'm all lady, and that's the way it shall be. There's way too much pressure in BDSM, and in life, to be a "good lil' subbie". If you're nice to me, I'm nice to you, but if you get stank with me, Bubbs, I get stank RIGHT BACK with you. It's simple. If you play with the bull, you get the horn! You just let that mellow in your cerebellum, Mr. Domly von Dommington, IV!
If this is too much for you to handle, and you think a White woman would suit you better, then by golly, CM has plenty of them; save your time and find one. As a matter of fact, just save both of us time and energy and just give me what I ask for: AMAZING sex, a smack on the ass, let me call you Daddy a few times, and afterward, I'll be about my way, and you can be about yours. Fugg it, why lie? Bottom line: I'm aggressive, and I ALWAYS get what I want. Always. I'm not going to kowtow to just any Honey Boo Boo head mofo that calls himself a Dom. In the eloquent words of Sweet Brown, "Ain't nobody got time for that!" If you feel that you can accept the challenge of dealing with a handful, and a leader who doesn't mind following, if she so chooses, consider yourself forewarned, put on your Daddy britches, and read on:
Life is not but a dream, and I ain't iRobot. I'm a woman. I am a human being who just so happens to be submissive. There, I said it: submissive.... sometimes. I'm rather Switchy. As I began my journey in the BDSM lifestyle over 10 years ago, I was what some would refer to as a "little." I had a Daddy Dom, but he was not, by any means, shy about paddling me. He was intelligent, charming, and actually had interests (and an occupation) outside of the Lifestyle. After his death, I kept running into the same tired Doms, little men in towering bodies screaming, "Serve me! Serve me!" and wondering why I was dissatisfied.
I changed my orientation to Switch, because, surely, I am intelligent, can hold a conversation, have been exposed to a fair amount of culture, and I know Kanye's daddy isn't Cornell, I am entirely too headstrong to be a true submissive, right? Wrong.
I'm not a door mat. For my Dominant, I will be a complete and utter whore in the bedroom, things that will make Asian women, White women, and whores avert their eyes. I work extremely hard and simply don't care to quit my job to work in your two-bit "home bidness." Chances are, if you can't pronounce "business" correctly, You, Sir, should have enough sense to become an employee instead.
A Dom pointed out that it takes more than, in my case, "...a desire to paddle a White boy's ass" to make a Domme. He showed me that I was wrong, he was patient, intelligent, kind, and honest. I like that. I will gladly serve a proven leader. If the Captain can steer the ship, I will ride in silence and enjoy the voyage. If he fumbles for the throttle, and can't tell the wheel from a hole in the ground, he has no one else to blame for his new status as passenger. For the majority of you Dominants with Yosemite Sam Syndrome, I'm not for you. I am entirely too intelligent, and you can't control me in the manner to which I'm accustomed. The most you can expect is half-assed rough sex and giving me something to giggle about later. Geriatric men need not apply. There's just something silly about a senior citizen in leather Depends.
Though submissive I may be, intrigue me. Tell me something that will grab my attention, and show me something that will maintain it. If you have a profile with no pic, save your time because I would not entrust all of this awesomeocity (yeah, I made up that word...I'm a blogger!) with someone too retarded to figure out how to work a computer. My name is MystressMy, and not "Welcome Mat." Any questions? My name on Yahoo is BootyMeatPimp. Stop by and say hi!
To Artina
I will take your heart.
I will take your soul out of your body
As though I were God.
I will not be satisfied
With the touch of your hand
Nor the sweet of your lips alone.
I will take your heart for mine.
I will take your soul.
I will be God when it comes to you.
- Langston Hughes
