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ME? Well I am a filmmaker (no not porn), an artist at heart. I like a glass of wine and a great conversation about the subject matter that is worth a damn in my mind- philosophy, spirituality, attitude towards life, some sports, films, music, creation...you would not guess it from outwardly appearances but I am a dom. Below is a storyline of how I would love something to go:
We would meet downstairs at the gate of my apartment and exchange a friendly greeting. I would walk you towards my apartment as we approach the door I would remind you, "Remember as soon as we walk in, you are mine to control." You would smile, a little nervous but confident and trusting for we spent a little time getting to know each other. We enter. Door closed I stop you from going any further. I push you up against the door, our lips meet, I thrust my pelvis towards yours, we dry hump. I back off suddenly, you lunge towards me wanting something, anything, more. I stop you and grab your hair forcefully pulling your head back. "I didn't say you can go anywhere." I throw you back up against the door. I kiss your neck and slowly begin to take off your shirt, my hands slip to your back unsnapping your bra. I suck your nipples and kiss you down your stomach. My teeth meet the button of your jeans, I unbutton and then tear them off. I lips make their way back up your thigh, I smell you, wet and wanting. I kiss you between your legs and make way to the top of your panties I then rip them off with my teeth too. I kiss all around your wet vagina never touching your lips or your clit. Then I stop. I stand up and look at you. You sigh and gulp as you want more but know there is nothing you should do about it.
"Go to the middle of the living room. Take get on your knees, put on the blindfold and mouth gag sitting on the floor then raise your arms into the air and slip on the handcuffs and wait."
You do so.
"Tonight anytime I ask you a question or you need to speak to me you will call me master. You will also do as I say within the boundaries we have discussed. Failure to do so will end in between 1-3 tick marks that I will draw upon your chest. At the top of every hour you will bend over the couch, tied, blind folded and gagged and wait for me to spank you in accordance with how many ticks you have. Throughout the night these ticks will accumulate. Is this clear?"
"Yes," you respond.
I walk up to you, hand in hair I forcefully pull back your hair, "No that is yes master and that is one tick."
Do you want to find out more? See if we get along? Build some trust? Well then email me with the word tick in the subject line with a pic or just find me on Yahoo IM at mental_Spaceboy. Failure to email me with the word Tick in the subject matter will result in your first tick. ;)
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