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tryme856
| Hetero Male, 32, Burlington, Vermont
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Burlington Vermont 5' 10"
175 lbs
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Caucasian
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Ive been away a while. It didnt take. Vanilla life still doesnt suit me. Maybe this time I'll meet someone for whom the same is true. I can be found under same username on Fetlife, if you're as tired as I am of how broken the basic site functions of CS have become.
I am finally moving back to DC after two covid-driven years away. It was a lovely and fortunate escape but the city still feels like home and I'm thrilled to be back.
I'm a much different man & sub than I was when I first joined this site -- I've learned to find domestic service genuinely rewarding, I am a far better & more ined communicator, and I have a much clearer understanding of what I ultimately (a) want & don't want in a long-term FLR and (b) need to do in my own self-work to be worthy of someone who might want the same things I want in such relationship.
I am, to put it simply, operating from a much healthier & more stable & reliable place as I renew my old search for a real, deep connection with a dominant woman, for romance, service, and meaningful partnership based on the combination of "she likes & cherishes these parts of me" and "she is excited to reprogram the other parts of me so that I am a satisfying, fulfilling whole for her."
Specific kinks available upon request, but the main thing you should know is that for me its all about power, control, and creativity. Oh, and maintaining at *minimum* a 10-to-1 orgasms ratio between us, while never letting a day pass without making you smile, laugh, and feel cherished.
EDIT: It seems one of the many ways this site is broken now is that punctuation doesn't show up after you click "save." Please know I write for a living and am not a mongrel idiot!
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9/28/2011 6:23:13 PM: Each time his trembling fingers sent the brush astray and left a streak of red on one of her toes she slapped him, hard. With his cheek stinging he would reach for the damp cloth and wipe up his mistake. The larger ones that took an extra second to correct left her bored, and she would occasionally reach out and twist one of his nipples, or idly put her fingers to his lips until he opened up for her to slide a finger into his mouth for him to suck.
Soon enough he was done. All ten beautiful, tiny little toes shining a wet and darkening red under the lamplight, wiggling at him. 'Blow.' And she grabbed his hair and moved the path of his whistling breath over her toes, giggling.
When they were dry to her satisfaction, she yanked his head up so he met her eyes. 'That was pathetic. It's unacceptable that it takes you 45 minutes to do something as simple as paint my toes, pet.' Stroking his still-red cheeks, she murmured, 'I hope for your sake you learn quickly.'
'As a matter of fact, take these with you.' She pressed two bottles of nail polish, and a third of remover, into his left hand. Giggling at the confusion knitting his brow, she stood up and walked across the room, all thighs and curves, the whole process stirring something deep in his stomach. She realized he was frozen, and snapped, which sent him to his feet like a shot. She was already out the door, knowing that he was following her to the stairs, to the door.
He knelt at the door and kissed her now-dry toes, once each, before she threw his clothes at him and watched him dress, squeezing his ass as he walked out the door towards his car.
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Halfway home, his mind almost returned to him but still fuzzy with the afterglow of serving his beloved Queen, he felt his pocket buzz. A text.
'I want proof that your toes are pink in my inbox by midnight. L'
It was a week until their next scheduled meeting, but suddenly he knew she wasn't going to let him be completely himself in the interim...
4/13/2011 5:36:31 PM: I know I'm a sub, but I still get to hate on people who can't spell, use shite grammar, and misuse words, right? Right?
It only really sucks when somebody I'm interested in never bothered to learn the language. Otherwise it's actually a helpful filter, I suppose.
12/5/2010 4:28:36 PM: So I know I'm orally fixated-- that was easy. But I'm starting to wonder if it's possible to be olfactorally-fixated. Scents & smells carry a massive payload in my mind. (i open the dryer to get my laundry; nothing. i open the dryer to find it's full of female stuff? the smell blows me away.)
12/4/2010 2:53:40 PM: What kind of idiot am I? The absent-minded, throw-all-your-underwear-in-the-laundry-before-you-have-to-go-out kind, apparently.
10/3/2010 5:57:03 PM: I'm forever reading my own cultural obsessions into other peoples' prose (OPP) and it never ceases to disappoint when that thing I think is a reference to that other thing is, in fact, just a thing, without additional weight. Better that it have a weight I can't yet recognize than that it be hollow, though.
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