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I am a very experienced Dominant Gentleman, old school, chivalrous, Former Chef, full on foodie, intelligent, witty, outgoing.

Looking for a meaningful connection, a deep D/s dynamic








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3/7/2011 7:02:58 AM

Strong, Confident, Insatiable ... I hunger

I will use you as my toy, as my slut. You will be shown your place and made to know what your best use is. You might resist, you may plead and beg but your struggles will be for naught and your pleas are of little consequence.

I Hunger ...


9/14/2008 7:48:36 PM

For half a moment, I am disoriented. The smell is different, the bed is different.
Then all of it comes back to me in a rush, the dinner, your eyes, not hearing anything as all I can think about is kissing you, the comfort of being in your presence.
I am now aware of your sleeping body next to me. I remember our night.
It causes me to become aroused, almost painfully. The memories of lightly running my fingers along the curve of your hips, the memories of how your body reacted to my ministrations, the look in your eyes when you gave yourself up to me.
You are sleeping curled up, facing away from me, just as I left you when we fell asleep. Your body is magnificent. You could feel when I touched you how much I hungered for you, how much I longed to possess that beautiful body.
I hunger again
You are exhausted.
You finally relented and agreed to have dinner. It was fun, a lot of fun. It was so easy. You were nervous and went back and forth in your head about how far it would go. Sometimes resolute and strong, sometimes softened by a word or a gaze from me.
In the end it didn’t matter.
I engulfed you.
I found you in the kitchen and you never left my grasp until you fell asleep.
I was relentless. You offered some resistance at first but it was no use. I was a storm, a beautiful, savage storm crashing all around you.
Soon your body was reacting on its own accord. Despite all the circumstance and the situations, there are primal needs, desires. You had no chance.
How many years of desire did you endure that night? How much lust, how many dreams did I drench you with that night?
You are exhausted.
I hunger again.
I move as slowly as my building need allows, positioning myself lower on the bed, moving in line with the curve of your sleeping body. I pause for a brief moment as I enjoy you, beautiful, so natural; I revel for that moment in how lucky a man I am. This incredible woman, this amazing creature, the way you offered yourself to me.
In one smooth motion I push your chest down onto the bed with my hands as I begin to slowly but firmly enter you from behind. You awaken and struggle a bit but as you feel more and more of me slide inside you, your hips involuntarily lift up, allowing me greater access. You manage to weakly say “…wait…” just as I fill you completely with one last powerful thrust. Your hand comes up to gesture something and I take hold of it in mine. I lean in and push myself even deeper into you, grinding against you as I push you into the bed. “I am not done with you yet” I hiss into your ear just as I start to thrust harder and harder into you. Your body writhes and struggles as the pace quickens, you begin to moan and grunt as you feel me inside of you. Your mind exhausted, your body now controlled by me. Despite your mental and physical exhaustion you respond to me, your body reacts to my need, to my desire.
You stop thinking. There is no need.
I have taken control of your body, of your desire.
You let go.
I take my outside arm and reach down and around both legs, my other arm positioned behind your back. I pull together, bunching you up in a ball, exposing even more of you to me. You feel as if you are completely held. My body pressing down on you, inside you, a small little ball curled up in my arms. Held by my strength and my will.
I begin to take you even harder and as you can feel my body begin to tense, unconsciously your hand struggles out and takes mine, grasping it firmly. Your body is wracked as my final thrusts rain down on you, our hands locked and my body blanketing you completely.
I hold you for what seems like a moment or an eternity before you submit once again, this time to sleep.

Sweet Dreams


9/14/2008 7:45:16 PM

It is Dark

Through the blindfold, you can only see images and shadows as you strain to see my movements
Your ears are keenly aware of the rustling and movement near you, you can hear me when I hiss in your ear, all the things I will do to you
You can smell, the musty scents of our bodies, the smells of pleasure
You can taste … on your lips you can taste my kiss, my passion, my strength, and also, you can taste yourself. You can taste the passion I awoke in you, you can taste the pleasure I took from you
You can feel … you can still feel the sting of my hand on your ass, you can feel the lightness of my touch as I tease and tempt your straining body, you can feel the heat from my flesh as I brush your lips and force myself inside you, you can feel the need burning inside you, ever hotter as my control of you grows and builds. Your nipples taut, your hips writhing, your body aching for me to possess all of you


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 Age: 31
 Marietta, Georgia