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Male Switch, 37, Dayton/Kettering, Ohio
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Male Submissive, 29, nova scotia
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Male Switch, 37, Jakarta
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About ballgagsexxy
I'm 33 years old with a submissive streak a mile wide. I look forward to talking to anyone who wants to. I'm a real person, and I hope you are, too. |
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Wanting to play today...anyone want to take a bad boy over their knee today? |
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Sometimes, you just need it. You know...IT. The one thing that will set you free from the worries and cares of the world. Release from all the things that weigh you down.
On the back of a motor bike. With my arms outstretched, trying to take flight. And leave everything behind. But even at my swiftest speed, I couldn't break from the concrete in the city where I still reside.
I need to lose it. Today. Anyone else feel the same?
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Ever been so needy you'd jump on the first thing that showed you any attention? Good god.
That said, if anyone local wants to play today, well... |
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Is there anyone bored and looking to play today? |
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Tangled tongues and searching lips Pretty little curves and swaying hips A hand on throat, a steady squeeze Gives you a case of weak knees Fingers leaving silken trails From your moist center with my nails Slippery pathways to your feet Then slide back up to where your thighs meet. And now- It’s time to eat.
Head and hips, they intertwine My tongue, it slowly draws a line from in between your inner thighs it makes you quickly realize How good it feels to be so teased By luscious tongue, your tension’s eased It travels quickly front to back and softly slides between the crack of that gorgeous ass i fixate upon, and daydream about you sitting on my face and getting yourself off
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Excision
Say goodbye to all you knew All the pieces of your past The memories that held you down And the broken pieces piercing you.
Turn your back on all the pain The punctured hopes and shattered dreams The scars that marred your back and face Will soon come clean as you lie in the rain
Of all her tears, and her gentle touch. She washes the blood and the mud and the grit From your skin and binds the wounds Inflicted upon you, when it was all just too much.
With gentle hands, and a servant's soul She binds up the cuts Left when Life took its toll.
Funny, her being as Kind as she is Knowing the pain She can inflict.
She pushes you far beyond The paths that you have known And these dark woods you've wandered No longer are your home.
She uses pain like a scalpel Excising all your secret scars Stitching you with your own admissions She greedily guards your heart.
It belongs to her and her alone You have no further claim. A mere extension of her will, A tool that can heal or maim.
For it's your strength, your courage That she values most dear A shield in times of trouble Protecting both front and rear.
You're a bulwark against the world The lighthouse in the gale Even though she seems so strong It's your shoulder on which she wails
When the weight of the world comes crashing in. She knows she's only human, And tough as she is, she can't do it alone And so she flails upon your skin.
Taking pleasure from your pain And courage from your heart Your stoic grunts restore her soul And you keep her from falling apart.
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Dear god, I am so needy today. I need to play. I need to be used. I need... |
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i changed my colors for You As You shaped me Into what You wanted me To be.
You had good stock, You said Though i doubted it. Still, i trusted You And shed my skin On the rocks Of Your desires.
How was i the worthy one? How did i deserve Your attentions, Your gifts, Your time, and Your talent?
Of all the others who threw themselves at Your feet, You chose me. You Picked me.
And You threw me On Your wheel. You spun me 'round, You wetted me With Your tears, Shaped me with Your hands And pressed me down with the weight of Your heart.
You fired me in the heat Of Your all-consuming passion, And fired me again in the kiln Of Your dark obsession.
There were times i thought You'd break me. The heat was intense A blazing sun in my darkness. Moments i thought You'd shattered me, stretched beyond my limits. But You kindly, gently Patched me up And dressed my wounds With gentle words And a soft touch.
One day, many months later, this old warhorse awoke. i raised my head Picked up my sword And stood at Your side The perfect weapon The perfect shield. Beside You, on the right, a half-pace behind Just like You taught me.
We fought together, You and i Ate together, slept together Breathed together. A Lady and her champion. When the time came, though We did not die together-- The one journey You made alone. i begged, pleaded to go along But You told me to stay.
I listened. I obeyed. I'm still here. |
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As often happens, real life intervenes while you're busy making other plans.
While being busy can be a pain in the butt, sometimes it's nice to be too busy to hang out in front of the computer for a few days. |
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I've already discovered for myself the high volume of fakes here at collarme. I can assure you, I am not one of them.
I'm at a point in my life where I am unable to commit to an ongoing relationship. But I have missed the "scene" so much. Please consider taking me on, if you're looking for something more temporary.
I have had some experience with the D/s world previously. Enough to know that what goes on during playtime isn't all about me, the submissive. Rather, it has more to do with the pleasure of the dominant figure. So is the natural order of such things; it is now, and always has been, my view that the submissive acts for the pleasure of the dominant, in accordance with the dominant's wishes. Allow me to summarize: I will not lead you on in an attempt to rub one out. I realize that the sub's pleasure occurs at the pleasure of the dominant.
Does that even make sense? :D |
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