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Consider this a dabble of one toe into the skeery waters of the deeper end of the BDSM pond...

I am literate enough to curl the hairs on the back of your neck with online text. I LOVE the act of writing, especially as it relates to roleplay or interactive writing with another human being, as it trandcends what one can do in real life, tenfold over. You can be anyone, have anything you need to play with, and if it goes awry, it's just one part of your life, and a little communication fixes everything. (editor!)

I am, however, experienced enough in real life, to be able to function in that capacity as well. It's been SO long! I have a happy partner now, and am not looking for a new one, thanks! We are open to socializing, but I am here primarily to try and find an outlet for my writing and text-based roleplay, os shorter, smaller scenes with JUST the right person or people.

I have tons to offer, but I don't know where to begin, in offering it.

Just remember- your brain is by far your biggest sex-organ. Use it often, and enjoy it well!

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3/18/2008 2:18:49 PM

I have just begun to realize that I'm really in a strange kind of holding pattern... flying overhead, looking at a landscape I haven't viewed in a long, long time...  It isn't an unfamilliar one, mind you- but so much has CHANGED!

I feel so old right now.

The last time I ventured into this landscape, I was a handsome young thing who drew the eyes of my elders with appreciation... why do I feel now, they would be gazes tinged with sadness or regret now? That if I drew the looks at all, they would be thinking how I had lost what I must have been once? Or that they would be seeing through me, into the needs and wants that even I cannot seem to grasp yet, much less admit to, or ASK for fullfillment in!

I wonder if I have become what I feel like inside... am I so wily now, that I see through many people? Have I become so jaded that nothing is shocking any longer? Am I truly skilled enough to walk through the paces, and never have a Dominant notice that it is only a well crafted act, a well trained waltz?

OH, what I wouldn't do, sometimes... for that firm hand... that edgy voice... "Don't screw with me, Boy... I know what is in there... and soon, I'll grow tired of the dance, and demand you actually DO the things I ask..."

In reality, the words might be very different, the situation tenfold more unique... but the end result would be the same. He'd know. He'd pretend not to, but not for long. First, go ahead, pretend. Then, serve honestly but... go on, hold back... all he'd need would be to assess... find the buttons... figure out the dance... But Finally, he'd pounce- He would confront me, firmly and without drama- he'd tell me how he was not fooled, and how he knew what I needed. (in that situation, at least... he'd never play ALL his hand in one sweeping gesture. Steps, my friend, little ones, sometimes!)

Then he'd do whatever the situation called for. A spanking might do wonders in one situation, where a good roll in the sack might work in another. Still another could demand pushing the very edge of my physical limits, while some might prefer to break me down emotionally, and then let me rise up again...

Perfect depends on the person(s) involved, you know? Imagination is great, but Reality is a thousandtimes better.


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slut19
 
 Age: 19
 San Francisco, California