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DeepInYourMind
Hetero Male, 53, Wollongong, Australia 
DeepInYourMind

Call me Mr Warlock - Me

We have to continually be jumping off cliffs and developing our wings on the way down.
Kurt Vonnegut


I am smart, witty, erudite, firm, fair, confident, compulsive, addictive, strong (physically and in spirit), insightful, manipulative, playful, well spoken (with a British accent), well read and assertive. I am dominant both in play and in real life. I am calm and confident, never flustered.
You will be playful, you will enjoy a firm hand and a guiding touch. You will be quick, smart and a fast learner.You will hold total control, but will hand it to me willingly, and will trust me totally to do whatever I want, knowing that ultimately it will be what you desire.Most subs hold their doms at their whim, knowing that they are really the ones in control, with me that will never be the case, you will never manipulate me. And knowing that will make your experiences all the more intense and pleasurable.

10/2/2023 5:24:49 PM: The Final Touches   She had been sent here for the final touches, she was now old enough to be taught what would be expected of her. Dressed in official school attire she looked resplendent in her pleated skirt, white blouse, short white socks and lace up shoes. Her hair was up in a pony, as she had been told was the custom. Outside the principal's office the hallway was deserted, everyone else had gone for the day. The school secretary sat behind her desk filling out some tedious form or other, she didn't look away from her work, leaving Tara to look her up and down. Late 40s she guessed, maybe early 50s, blonde shoulder length hair, formally dressed, lipstick seemed a little red and garish for the setting but it certainly caught the eye. Time passed slowly. She wasn't sure how long she had been there and the clock on the wall seemed to tick at a glacial pace. 'In my office Ms Tara', she heard a deep voice say from behind the door. As she tried to get her bearings the secretary looked at her, 'Well? Don't keep him waiting girl.' She grabbed her purse and hurriedly walked to the door, then stopped. Deep breath, focus, she took a brief second to adjust herself, and opened the door. 'Hello Mr ...' she started to say 'You address me as Sir, just Sir' came a response that cut her off abruptly 'Hello Sir' she replied 'Come in'. He gestured to the front of his desk.  She moved to sit down but realised there was no chair, it had been pushed back against the far wall. 'You can stand' he said, without any sense or irony knowing it was her only option. 'Feet apart 30cm, hands behind your back, stand straight girl' He picked up the cane that she hadn't noticed laying across the desk, and walked slowly behind her. Gently he tapped the inside of each calf. '30cm girl. You have been sent here for finishing touches, not the basics' She shuffled a bit in place until her cunt was just open enough to tell her that her feet were 30cm apart. 'Much better Ms Tara. Work on your basics or we will have to send you to one of the junior classes with the new girls' She could feel herself clenching as she had been taught to do, his cane slowly slid up the inside of her thigh until it was touching her bare cunt. She could feel him gently pulling on it, and as it slid through her lips she clenched tightly. For a second she held the cane firm, she knew he would be pleased with how tight she had gripped it. But he would be even more pleased at how easily it slipped out of her grip when she flooded a moment later. He walked slowly in front of her. 'Good girl' he said, 'Not a complete beginner then' He slowly pulled the cane across her blouse, across her nipples, cleaning her juices off his cane, and highlighting both hard nipples clearly through the damp circles on the thin top. 'There girl, when you are aroused it is good to show it' And by whatever God was willing to listen right now, she was aroused 'Thank you Sir', she proudly said

8/20/2012 2:19:32 AM:   You may scream, you may cry, but I will still take you You may writhe, you may fight, but I will still bind you   You may turn, you may twist, but I will still chain you   You may deny, you may despair, but I will still have you   You are mine.   You may not deny what you know is true.

8/7/2012 1:18:31 AM: Stranger He sat at a table far from the hustling throng of people, near the water’s edge, looking out across the docks. His gaze seemed fixed, perhaps on a distant scene playing out far across the bay. As he reached for the cup of coffee in front of him she noticed how elegantly his arm seemed to move. No wasted effort, almost deliberate purpose, all to sip on coffee. He seemed almost poetic. He was striking, well dressed, slightly unshaven, a soft smile. He stood out from all the other people around him. Perhaps this was just her imagination. Perhaps only she noticed him. Perhaps. As his head turned, his eyes fixated on her. She hadn’t expected him to break his distant gaze, and now he was looking directly at her. Silly. Imagination running wild. He was looking toward the market, not at her. She wasn’t extraordinary in any way. Not noticeable. Just a normal faceless girl. She was well hidden. As she walked on, she couldn’t help but glance at him again, and as she did, she saw his eyes following her slowly. He wasn’t hiding anything, he was blatant about it. She felt unsettled, she tried to hide any emotion, to once again meld into the crowd. But inside she smiled. When she returned the following week, he wasn’t there. For some reason she had expected he would be at the same table, drinking a new cup of coffee, and waiting for her. Perhaps next week. Perhaps.  

7/31/2012 3:41:27 AM: I think I may use too many smileys in emails on here ... subs just don't think I'm scary enough. Maybe it will help if I roar loudly and beat my chest?

7/7/2012 7:33:08 PM: Peace “My name is … “, but he cut her off in mid sentence. “It really doesn’t matter to me. You’ll be who I want you to be. You’ll respond to whatever I choose to call you. Slut, bitch or whore, you’ll respond to my voice”. His words seemed to penetrate deep inside her, they made her body respond instantly, she became focused and attentive. “Yes, I understand Sir”, the words seemed both completely alien and totally natural to her. They fell from her lips instinctively, against everything she purported to be, and yet affirming everything she knew herself to be.Her eyes were fixated, he watched them change, they softened and melted in front of him. He watched her facade fall away. She felt a need to fight, a need to resist, a need to maintain her shell. She looked away. “Safety. Think of your safety. Don’t let him in”, her mind raced, “You don’t know anything about him. He can hurt you. You’re stronger than this.”His hand touched flat against her cheek, his fingers slowly traced down to her lips, and with the gentlest of pressure he turned her face back towards him. Her eyes met his, and the maelstrom of thoughts... Stopped. Everything stopped. The whole world stopped. For an eternity encapsulated in a second. This was what she needed. What she had wanted for so long.Calm. Peace.

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