MistressDomin8u

Female Dominant, 33, bronx, New York

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Female Dominant, 35, ny/nj, New Jersey

It has been a while since I typed here. For those interesting in knowing, I am well, thank you. The past few months have been a flurry of activities for me, and sadly I haven't had the time to pick up my flogger or crop for about 2 months.  I am having withdrawls!! I am actively seeking male SUBS Who needs a good ass beating and understands what this whole thing is really about? (My pleasure and amusement) It is not about your tiny little dicks and I don't want to watch some random fucktard jack off for me on skype. I don't care if you are into playing with fire, having your balls squished and kicked into your throat ,its about what I want and am into at an given moment.

To the pathetic excuse of a male Dom who enjoys sending me the rude comments in my private messages. Calling me names as you tell me how much you like my "tits" only proves you have zero class. I COULD block you but honestly where would you go to wack your tiny little dick? I know you enjoy fantasizing about my thick beautiful strap on in you. Enjoy yourself buddy.

I have my days and nights so horribly mixed up. I feel like a vampire! As the sun wakes in the morning and begins to light the sky..my slumber begins. As the dusk approaches, I wake up and start my day (which is really night) as if it were quite normal. Obviously, I've never been "normal" after all.. I am a dominant. There's something about being awake when the rest of the world is asleep that makes me think about what I truly want, and who I really am as a person. I know I've probably said this in earlier posts or to some of you in private messages but I will say it again. I learned how to use my sexuality at a young age to get what I wanted. As I've aged that hasn't changed much. Except I've probably fine tuned my skills over the years. I've always been openly defiant. I am also a very determined individual. When I want something bad enough!!...which reminds me of a funny story. Some of you may laugh others may not find this as amusing as I do. Years ago (before I really understood I was a domme.) I was dating a man in the Army. Very vanilla relationship and he was highest in the enlisted ranks you could be. A SGM Anyways he was 15 Years older than I Alpha and stuffy as all hell. He used to try and control me as he did his soldier's. That didn't sit well with me and led to many disappointing nights for him alone on the couch. One time we were laying in the bed together. I had my hand casually laying on his naked Ass. I was kinda rubbing it and watching tv at the same time. Inadvertently I got to close to his man hole and he yelled at me. "Don't touch me there! What the fuck is wrong with you?" I laughed!! For some reason I found it amusing that he forbid me to touch it. So a few minutes later I did it again but that time on purpose. He was so angry his face was red. Oddly the fact he said NOT TO TOUCH IT..made me want to!!i didnt want to stop at touching I wanted to poke it good! In the days and weeks following that night, I was a woman on a mission! I was going to touch and poke his asshole every chance I could! We were walking through Wal-Mart and he was wearing army sweats with no underwear I had my hand on his lower back just above the sweat pant, he bent to get a case of water I shoved my hand quickly inside and he dropped to the floor to escape my probing finger! He was pretty mad so I laid off it for a few days. Im a patient woman. A few weeks later he had just gotten out of the Shower he was drying off with a towel. I approached him sweetly. I held my arms open and puckered my lips for a kiss. He wrapped his arms around me and I kissed him good. Right in the middle of this long kiss I let my hand drop and invaded the tight space of his warm man hole! I shoved my entire finger in before he could bat my hand away. I laughed in his face as he demanded I remove my finger. I wiggled my finger inside and said "I know you like it" He broke free a few seconds later. He called me a few choice names, to which I laughed even harder!! I asked who the bigger bitch was considering I just buried my finger in his Ass. victory was mine! If only for a second!

4:17 am sweet Jesus!! why am I the only one awake? It's nights or early mornings like this when I am reminded why I must not give up my search for the perfect pet/slave/ sub whatever I chose to call you. I've been sick for the past few days and I REALLY need that person who SHOULD be tending to me, entertaining me, doing my house work, brushing my tangleD hair. Sigh!!

Reflections. YOLO! Must people these days are familiar with that acronym. For those who might not be so technologically advanced it means "you only live once." I agree yet I disagree on some levels. I have often thought about such things as reincarnation, and I have my own reasons for believing that it might actually exist. Yet that's a story for another day. If you follow along with the whole theory that you do indeed only live one time. That you get one shot at this life and planet. How many of us can say we lived life to its fullest potential? That we were satisfied? That we did everything we wanted to do? That we made a difference? I could pose countless questions to this. I've laid around for the past few days, in my drug induced haze, contemplating my life. (Before you start thinking or saying "omg she's a druggie, stoned out of her fu?$ing mind." I have an abscess and am taking antibiotics and pain pills. I'm not a drug user! Lol) I've been many things in this life, and played many roles. I was someones child, a friend,student, girlfriend, wife, mother, nursing assistant, nurse, the list is long. I've been a champion and leader to some and a disappointment to others. I've watched babies be born, and held the hand of others as they were dying. I' stood beside my father and held his hand as he took his last breath. At home, not in a hospital or nursing facility. I buried one of my children . As well as my first grandchild who was born still and never took his first breath. I've known great joy as well as tremendous heartache. I've sacrificed and I've struggled at times. My life hasn't always been easy ,yet I'm a survivor. I don't take no for an answer and I'm consistent. Where theres a will there is a way. My Will is mighty! I know what I want and I don't give up or settle for less than. Each and everyone of us have our own story. As unique as we are in character I Do not judge others. until you've lived in that person's head or skin..it's truly an unfair thing to do. If I died tomorrow would I be satisfied? I don't regret the things I've done for the most part...but I still have more chapters to fill. More advetures, more life to live!

I don't like being kept waiting. I'm impatient. I know what I want. I hate when someone wastes my time.

Why does this have to be so difficult? I realise that everyone has their own agenda here. if I were to write out the countless,crazy propositions I've received here I could fill pages. Yes I'm a Domme, that doesn't mean I want to watch everyone jerk off on cam. Manners go a long way. Try using them. Submissives, try showing a bit of integrity. Why would i, or any other Domme want to own a man that openly offers his ownership without knowing who the person on the other end is? I don't mean looks necessarily although chemistry is important but what about opinions,kinks, life style and practices? Is that not important? Your submission is a gift. One that will entail work and should be given with pleasure and pride. Just as obtaining ownership should for the Domme. I've been in and out of the BDSM lifestyle on and off for the better part of 25 years now. Its an ever evolving experience for me. Some people use drugs to get high, While others use alcohol. My drug of choice is BDSM. The euphoric feeling I get when I put on some boots, and pick up a flogger, crop or rope is the ultimate of highs! I'm not getting any younger..but I'm picky. I don't think one or two short conversations can seal the deal.

Excuse me "sir".. And I use that term loosely, just because you have a penis that doesn't make you a man. Perhaps you can't read or maybe your mother failed to teach you manners! In either case, if you can't speak to me nicely don't bother messaging me. I have zero tolerance for bullshit, I will not sit and be attacked by random so called "Dom" wanting to know where I live and calling me names. End of rant..carry on.

Let it be known that I do not ask for "tributes" I didn't come here looking to pick anyone's pockets. I came here because I enjoy the lifestyle. My attention and affection are not for sale. Of course when one is in a d/s relationship the rules are slightly different. Who doesn't enjoy being spoiled by their mate to an extent?

Looking for the perfect fit here...is simular to trying to nail jello to a tree, using a sock as a hammer. I get plenty of messages but many are uniform, pretyped messages that I suspect are delivered to every Domme with a pair of boots and a whip. So disappointing. I love reading messages however; I guess if you can't take time to address me with respect and your own personal note written exclusively to me. I just can't be bothered to answer.

Happy New years to all you kinky people!

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