Capitalist

The fucking test

You Scored as Dominant

Sadist - 100%
Dominant - 100%
Exhibitionist / Voyeur - 93%
Experimental - 79%
Switch - 64%
Degradation - 61%
Bondage - 46%
Submissive - 43%
Masochist - 21%
Vanilla - 11%

So I did the fucking test that everybody seems to be doing, and the results weren't too surprising. I guess I am somewhat surprised with the exhibitionism/voyeurism score and the switch/degradation/submissive score.

I've sometimes felt like switching, but not often. I tend to think this is more a facet of my need for instant gratification at times. When I absolutely must cum right now, I am driven to search for any and all avenues, where ever they may lie. However, I've always found the entire idea about me being a switch somewhat hilarious, and I could only imagine topping from the bottom. I've always maintained the idea that sexuality is somewhat fluid and relativistic/contextual. In the right situation, everyone is probably both submissive and dominant.

I guess we're all in a superposition of being both dominant and submissive.

Perhaps someday I'll meet someone who I could switch with. At the very least, my natural tendency is to be dominant, and apparently a sadist.

The story behind the first 3 photos on my profile

Almost every day, some girl messages me asking me to tell her the story behind my first 3 photos on my profile. I don't quite know why, but that photo has captured something which alludes to an amazing story. So, instead of writing various versions of this, I've now written one concise large explanation.

Here's what happened... I was at a friends bucks night, and he was reasonably conservative, doesn't drink, do drugs, smoke, etc. For his bucks night we were going to go to a strip club, as is the norm. However, he did not want to go to one, we think his fiancée may have put a hard word on him. Now, this was annoying, and try as we might, he wouldn't even venture in the general direction of the area of Adelaide where most of them are. However, despite not drinking, he wanted to go to this club called Fumo Blu on Rundle Street so we went along, when we got in most of the others ventured off trying to pick up, while me and the others took over an area of couches and such at the back in the corner. Where it was somewhat secluded.

Once we were sitting and having a good time, this average girl came over to us. My friends were amazed at how attractive she was, when I felt she was pretty average. They immediately tried picking her up, giving it all they could. However, she was having none of it, she had a big mouth on her, and she started paying them out and acting like she was amazing. Who could blame her, they put her on that pedestal. She bent over towards one of my friends, and another seized the day and gave her a little pat on the arse. It was the softest pat ever. At which point, he then ran off to celebrate. He felt like he'd taken advantage of her, been a man, showed her who's boss. Instead, he'd merely gently patted her, and it just made her feel more in control. She said she was engaged to be married in a few months, to some Asian guy. Unfortunately for him, I think we ruined his girl, but better he find out now, than later.

As she began to pay them out and obviously pretend like she's some kind of amazing beauty, I became annoyed and decided to put an end to it. I was having none of this, so I jumped in pointing out her large manly jaw, thin lips, flat chest, stumpy legs, and essentially breaking her down. Of course she initially tried to fight back by acting like a black woman and trying to have a go at me, but I've quite a way with words, and have years of experience being a bully. I am also good at instinctively feeling out a girls insecurities. So, I kept going, everyone was laughing, particularly at her. She kept trying to come up with come backs, but each one was worse than the last, and I'd immediately shut her down. The laughter at her, was drowning out everything she was trying to say.

At which point I noticed a sudden realization come over her face, she was standing in the middle of a reasonably large group of guys, who were laughing at her. She looked nervous and actually started laughing a bit herself. But you could see she was trying not to. As everything that was being said were just ultra critical payouts of herself. Eventually she stopped trying to attack me, and decided to try and defend herself. At which point I knew I had her. Now she wasn't trying to attack, instead she was trying to validate her position, which implicitly required me to acknowledge that she was attractive. She could have showed me that her tits were a cocaine and ecstasy dispensary, and had been voted the best in the world, and it wouldn't have mattered to me. There was no way she was going to get my validation that easy.

Then she threw a Hail Mary to get my validation. She walked over, bent at the waist, and pushed her tits, which were concealed behind this tight dress of hers, right in my face, while touching my leg. She expected me to react with amazement or surprise or something. But my expression didn't change, nor was I impressed. However, she was now in a vulnerable position. I reached out and pulled down her dress so that it went under her titties. Flopping them out for all to see in the back of this club. This got cheers from my mates. She was stunned, but with the cheers, she went with it. They gave her their validation, but she was now in a position where she wanted mine. She scarcely took her eyes off me. She then decided to pursue the plan of shoving them in my face again, as if she was naively hoping that I might perhaps see them up close and rescind my comments.

Instead I did what any man might do, I lent forward and sucked and bit them, while waving and posing for the flashing cameras. She took this as some sort of tacit agreement that I liked them, however once they were out of my mouth, I merely reiterated my statements, and said it tasted like gristle on a gamy old piece of meat. At which point a male relative of hers appeared. He was a small man compared to me and my friends. He was telling her to "Stop being such a slut". They'd inevitably gone out to pick up, but she'd gotten more than she'd bargained for, and there was nothing he could do.

Since she was now turned around facing him, I decided to stand up, towering over both of them, bend her over, and give her a proper spanking. The kind my friend should have given her before. She was wearing a small skirt, with simple panties underneath. From them looks of them, I don't think she expected to be putting on a show tonight. I lifted them skirt up, and spanked her hard 3 times. She immediately stood up from the sudden pain, and tried to move away. Her brother, defeated, skulked away.

I still felt like we were missing out on having a stripper, so I decided to turn her into my friends bucks night stripper. I waked over to her, and proceeded to push her on to each of my friends laps, getting her to grind around, while talking to us. The buck wasn't having any of it, but the others enjoyed. She commented on them getting hard, and poking her ass. It was odd, but the rest of them didn't seem to know what was going on. They just stood or sat there, with their hands by their side, like she was an actual stripper, and they were afraid they'd get kicked out by the bouncer. They'd ask her "Can I touch your breasts", to which she'd obviously reply "No". Of course she'd say this. She wanted to be made. She wanted them to be assertive. Take control. But for some stupid reason, they were incapable of it. When ever they'd ask, she'd say "No" in a coy way, and I'd go of course you fucking can, then I'd do it for them. Every time I did, she'd look at me, lick her lips and say "You're a bad boy", a phrase which grind on me as it felt so lame. This happened over and over again.

After this kept on for about 30 minutes to an hour, I was starting to get annoyed at how nobody seemed to understand what was going on here. They totally missed the understanding of what was happening between her and me/us. She was giving over control, begging to be forced, strutting around, in an attempt to please, and bask in the attention. Eventually she stood up and came over to me again, she kind of grind on my leg, trying to get me happy and entertained again, but I'd had enough. I was bored now, and I wanted something else.

I said turn around, arch your back, and stick your arse out. For me, she did, immediately. I lifted up her skirt again, and I think she thought she was going to be getting another spanking. But I'd already done that, why do it again? This time as I lifted her skirt, I ran the fingers on my left hand to the top, where it met her underwear. Her disgusting black granny panties. I ran my fingers across the top of them, and right to the center at the back. I feel like what was going to come next was pretty obvious, but she was shocked, as were my friends. When my fingers hit the middle, I hooked them into her panties, and whipped them down to her ankles like lightning. In that single instance, she went from sticking her ass out, to showing a large group of guys her cunt, full on.

Her immediate reaction was to bend down further, keeping her legs locked straight up, and grab her panties and pull them up. Which was brilliant, because her cunt became even more exposed, even more open to the world, and it invoked my immediate reaction of putting my left foot on her panties to keep them down. Then running my hands up her body to lift her skirt almost over her head. There she was. Exposed. Caught in bondage of her own devices, from her own clothes. She now could not stand up easily due to her dress restraining her, nor could she pull her underwear up. All she could try to do was bend at the knees and sit down.

As she started to do that, I felt like I wasn't quite ready for this to stop. So I ran my right hand over her pussy lips, and stuck a finger in. This meant she couldn't sit down, without having to push herself further on to my finger; She couldn't stand up due to her dress; She couldn't pull her panties up; She couldn't even reach back and stop my hand. She was 100% bound, in front of all of these men, as their camera phones, and a Digital SLR, snapped away furiously. Flashes of light everywhere.

After a minute or so of posing and fingering, I let her go. She then pulled me aside, and asked me to join her in the toilets. While I would have fucked her, I'd have rather fucked her in front of all of those guys, than in some filthy toilets. I'm not turned on by toilets, nor do I like to have sex in them. They're disgusting, I told her this. I told her it even repulsed me that she would think that I would like this. She tried dragging me into the toilets, and I stopped her. At no point would I do that. She gave up trying to drag me, and instead sauntered seductively, hoping I'd follow. I watched her go, then went back to talking with the others. Mostly they wanted to talk about what just happened, and show me their pictures.

When she came out, she gave me her number, and started to hit on me. Fawning over me like some stray puppy dog, grinding on me, looking for any affection. I would have shown her it at this point, and perhaps introduced her to the scene. But very quickly after that moment, she began to act out. Bratty. Demanding drinks. Stomping her feet. Acting like a child. Being insolent. I think because the night had start to wind down, people were starting to leave, and she had lost her place at the center of attention, she was trying to do anything to provoke me. However, I don't tolerate bratts. While she was hoping for more attention, I was giving her the attention as a reward, not as a punishment. Now she was merely garnering my fury, the punishment of which was to ignore her, and cast her aside. I pushed her out of the group, ignored her, and eventually she came up to me, said she's going home, and that she'd love it if I'd call her.

In the end, we had a lot of fun.

My main profile pic was taken by the friend with the DSLR, taken just at that moment I began to rip them to the floor. Some people have asked, are there more photos. There are, there's a lot more. That DSLR was snapping away like crazy. However, I haven't uploaded them because they weren't as tasteful or as beautiful. In addition to this, you could often see someone in the background, make out a face, or similar. And there was no good way of cropping them out.

The second photo on my profile is of her after I released her from her bondage, and allowed her to pull her panties back up. She immediately turned around, came closer to me, smiled, gave me big puppy dog eyes, and said "You're bad".

The third photo on my profile is of me taking the ice from someone's drink, getting her to pull her top down, and then icing her tits till they were cold and sore. I can't remember exactly at what point in the night this happened, but it was somewhere around the middle.

Never tell me "I'm bad", it grinds on me, and feels so lame. It reduces the beautiful thing we have going, to some weird faux play.

Is anyone else getting an extreme amount of submissive girls from all over the world between the age of 18 to 27 checking out their profile?

I haven't been on CollarMe for a long time, but this never happened so much before. I think I even wrote about how annoying it was a few years ago, that almost the only people who viewed my profile were people listed as "dominant". Now, all of a sudden, the tables have reversed. I guess now I know what it feels like to be inundated with messages like all those winging submissives who cant take everyone who keeps messaging them. Quite frankly, I like it. It's no big deal. This gives me a new found disdain for people who complain about the amount of people viewing/contacting them.