About BlueEyedMinstrel
~ME~ A DOMINANT MALE IN SUPERIOR HEALTH… Monogamous, well-rounded, well-traveled, artistic, good sense of humor, imaginative, low-drama, politically to the Left.
I’m clean and well-dressed. A social drinker, non-smoker, and drug/disease-free.
Ideally I'd like to find a special submissive, loyal only to me as I'd be to her. Looking for one who can appreciate all my facets, including my firmness and forcefulness as well as my creativity, compassion and tenderness (Indeed, after the punishment, after the flurry of orgasms, she can be assured that I will caress and cuddle her protectively as we bed down for the night).
My hard limits include illegal activities as well as blood play, bathroom play, and permanent injury or marks.
Something long-term is a possibility, with the right one.
Yes I'm tired of the ones on here who are jaded beyond hope.
Yes I'm tired of the scammers and other time-wasters.
However, I remain on this site...
Perhaps a special one will reveal herself to me here. In the meantime I'll continue to make friends, to mentor, to play, to experience.
~you~ A PASSIONATE, SUBMISSIVE FEMALE… Preferably local. Low-drama, drug-free and disease-free. Preferably a light or non-smoker.
you are basically healthy, and can withstand certain vigorous activities which are common in this type of play.
you’re seeking One who will expand your horizons, One who will dominate you in a healthy and creative way... One who will help you passionately explore your boundaries of mind, body and spirit.
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"And then the day came, when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom."
- Anais Nin
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She dreamed she was suddenly back in high school,
squeezed into a wooden school-desk too small for her womanly body.
The Teacher looked right through her soul, as He scolded
and she felt quite naked, though fully clothed…
Now she dreamed she was suddenly naked,
splayed face-down over his massive, gray, cold-metal desk.
The Teacher looked right through her soul, as He spanked
and she felt quite bound, though fully mobile…
Now she dreamed she was suddenly bound,
moaning in ecstacy from the fucking, teasing and torture.
The Teacher looked right through her soul, as He grinned
and she felt quite free, though fully restricted…
And she never woke up
because that would have been against her wishes.
- the Minstrel
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