ACreativeM		acreampiel		acreativez

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I was on here years ago as petselkie and you can find me on kik by that name. I've known I am submissive my whole life, I've never had vanilla desires and it took a few years to fully accept that. I've been an active sub for more than ten years, online and off. I'm poly, so if you're looking for something totally exclusive I'll have to respectfully decline. I'm looking to speak with real Dominants who know who and what they are, the same as I know who and what I am: a sub, someone who needs to be led and who willingly follows the Strong. I have a strong need to serve and obey, whether online or in real life. I don't meet often, most of what I enjoy can be done through chat and pics/vids. I get off on being degraded by strangers online just as much as anything physical. For IRL I'm looking to meet female Dominants but happy to serve either men or women online. If your profile says you are a sub or switch please don't try and message me claiming you are a Dom. I got that a lot last time I was here and it's weird and sad. I'll just read and delete. Yes that's me in the picture and I did the art, I'm almost always open for commissions.

2/21/2018 11:53:07 PM I'm at work tonight so I'll be on and off, I also get a crazy amount of messages so if I don't answer you right away I apologize. Sometimes I'll also open a message and then not get a chance to answer it for awhile so if it says I opened it I'm not ignoring it I promise!

2/21/2018 10:40:25 PM Sometimes I wonder if men who are dominant if not actual Doms can sense a sub. I was thinking about this a few days ago when I broke my glasses. I know that's a weird segway into a story about dominance and submission but bear with me.  I had to go to the place I'd purchased my glasses to see if there was anything they could do. They gave them back mostly fixed but I'll need to buy new ones asap. I was rather stupid and right there in front of the gentleman who works on the glasses I used my shirt to to clean them. He cleared his throat and gave me 'that look' you know what I mean? He held his hand out, fingers twitching. My face was burning in embarrassment as I handed them to him and he cleaned them properly with the correct sort of cloth and spray, then scolded me gently to take better care of the next pair and he'd see me back soon. I was instantly wet, and I hope he knew it as I apologized and promised to be more careful...