Jayoftheopera

Ok so I’ve been on here for a number of years now, quite honestly no real success, even talking to another human being. Maybe I’m just not compatible with people. That stated, I’m a really good observationalist and I quickly pick up on patterns and sociologically speaking there are a ton of them. One striking thing pops out to me almost immediately and that is the pure dichotomy in almost every corner of the fetish world. I applaud anyone who is brave enough to openly speak about their sexuality, and some of you do it volumes, before you go patting yourself on the back hold tight this is about where things are going to start getting uncomfortably real for some.
First to the girls. Have you read the shit you actually write in your profile. If you haven’t now might be a good time. If your avatar is your genitals and the first thing you start to do is complain about how many people make lewd comments. You’re dismissed immediately, mo amount of logic or rationale will even begin to approach your level of stupid. This conversation is not for you, goodbye. Second if your fetish list is a riddle wrapped in a puzzle shrouded in a conundrum of weird paradoxes I want to congratulate on creating the most complicated Hell your sex starved mind can create. “Treat me like a princess, fuck me like a slut” or “break my soul but caress my heart” are as confusing to the simple minded giant throbbing cocks you say your not interested in but will only talk to as, the poor treatment you ultimately illicit inside the relationship. It seems this is broken even further into rediculous pieces as “Sub and Dom”. Like those two things are real. I realized how sexes interacted sexually watching “Wild America” with Marty Stauffer in the early 80s, fucking Netflix it and get an education. What you want is a real man, yep we exist, we know how to behave in the bedroom: want some rough, hair pulling, ass smacking, throat grabbing, upagainst the wall “this is fucking mine” sex that leaves you fulfilled. Guess what so do real men, not Doms, real men! And in the morning you’ll feel the warmth of his hands on your tummy gentle kisses on your neck, I love you’s in the shower. That’s all normal shit. Black eyes broken ribs, hospital trips, he’s just a fuckface and you’re damaged and should see someone. The only thing you do by overcomplicating your profile is promote assholes to come out of the woodwork and mistreat you while calling it something else. Also if your younger and you’re looking for a Daddy Dom and you think that’s going to be any person who’s under the age of 30 I’m going to go ahead and take credit for my told you sos now. I don’t usually like to be so terse but I’ve met a temendous number of intolerable idiots. If you’re not one of them please feel free to talk to me anytime you like. If you were in some way offended by this small section of truth please forget who I am, this wasn’t meant to change your mind.
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