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Skank fucker.
I fuck the skanks at the bottom of the skank tank.
This is ten percent sex, twenty percent dad
fifteen percent punishment's not about mad
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to call out my name
--Thanks to Fort Minor
I don't take well to labels, or even buy into them, really. At best defining yourself within BDSM is not linear like a lot of people try. More like kinky 3-D chess. I've dated an adult little and soon got over being called daddy the first time. I like pain play and pushing those limits, but I'll be more of the pusher. Not to say I don't appreciate a good sexual fight. "Master, Dom, Sir," I can take them or leave them, but I will be the one directing.
Like anybody, I'd love to have a committed, long term relationship with somebody I love. I will not force it. I also like a no strings attached one night stand every now and then, but not if I am in a committed relationship without agreement. There's a group on that f3+L1f3 site for people just in it for the sex. Maybe that's all of us.
I am a wheelchair athlete. So yes, I have a disability, but I don't expect pity. I work hard to succeed. From a Collarme point of view, my devious mind is required to work overtime to figure out how to leave my partner exhausted and happy.
But maybe I just get off on the pain ...
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"The sterner the discipline, the greater the devotion." |
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I have to laugh at ads that demand no contact from all sorts--submissives, men, bisexuals, people of a certain age. Face it, this is a free website. You're going to have to sift through a certain amount of scammers and spammers. You can probably filter most of them into your bulk folder. And I understand that the user ratio here means women get overwhelmed and need to sift through contacts.
But one demand does make me wonder--ultimately, a submissive submits to a dominant out of pure passion. It's not a logical decision based upon a resume. So how then does a submissive filter out a potential mate based on just age? It's not like if you met at a munch or a bar or a grocery store you would card a potential mate. |
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I heard about an erotic Roman knife handle that was found in Britain and is now in the British museum. It has carved figures of a man, a woman with her legs wrapped around him and she is embracing another man who is holding a severed head.
What? You mean you don't incorporate severed heads into your kinky play?
I uploaded a photo of it. |
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What's with the sudden rash of interest from dominant females? A new scam? |
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"Plenty of slaves will tell you they have no limits whatsoever...at least until they're
tightly restrained, and you start to remove their kidney." — Simon Stern (1955- ) |
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"Spank me," she said, "spank me."
I bought the paddle for her. Black leather, two pieces to enhance the sound as it hit; drilled holes to enhance the pain. But physically embracing the paddle was far different than mentally embracing it. After all, I thought, I'm a nice guy, certainly not an abuser. Why would she want me to hurt her?
I pulled it from under my pillow as I sat in bed. She let out an "ooohhh" and slid out of her jeans. "Is that for me? Please spank me," she said as she layed across my lap.
I took the paddle and slid it across the white panties covering her cheeks. I felt her shudder. I lightly slapped a cheek and she moaned. I slapped her harder and she moaned louder. For the next hour I teased, spanked and slapped her, never telegraphing my next move, watching her body, listening to her breathing, feeling her body as it let go time after time.
That night she snuggled a little bit closer and I understood a whole lot more.
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| Age: 26 |
| Chicago,
Illinois |
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