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About MistressV2U
I am an experienced switch...meaning that while I like submitting with the right MAN, I also like being the Domme to others. I am the REAL DEAL... I'm not your "I want to try this out and see if I like it", I know what I like, I have the checklist and experience to prove it and I am only seeking like minded and experienced men.
I am not into training someone, you must know what you are doing and be willing to meet in person, share checklists and limits and be completely upfront and honest about what you are seeking, same goes for Dom's who are seeking an experienced Sub. I won't waste your time, please do not waste mine.
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A new genre... my new pastime, EROTICA!
I am shocked when I open the yellow envelope that has been left with the day's mail. In it I find photos of me, there's one of me walking into a local market, another of me smelling of a rose in the floral section and yet another of me walking my dog. Who would send me photos of myself . . . I look for a note and all I find is a sticky note on the back of one of the photos with the word "beautiful" scribbled on it. What kind of sick joke is this?
Who could be following me, who knows where I live and where I shop. Obviously someone is following me and that scares me. Is it one of the guys I work with? Maybe even my boss? I can't imagine who would find me beautiful, I am far from being a beauty queen. Maybe it's one of the other office bimbo's trying to scare me away from my job, I'm up for that promotion soon and maybe it's a scare tactic. My mind races through every possible scenario.
My work day is boring. . . more work than can ever be done in a day and I'd usually stay late and tackle it but not today. I'm not staying here alone tonight. I say my goodbye's to the other staffers, as we all leave together, watching closely to see if anyone is taking notice of me more than usual. Nothing is out of the ordinary.
Since I haven't been home early in days I need to stop in and get a bite to eat before heading home. I stop in at the local Italian restaurant, pick up a to go Alfredo and head home to my best friend Boomer. I always feel safe with Boomer, a huge mutt of 80 pounds who thinks he is my lord and protector. I'm still watchful to see if anyone is following me, the photos ever present in the back of my mind. Since I still have some daylight to burn I decide the best way to see if someone is following me is to be out in public and to watch discreetly for this hidden photographer. I quickly change into some comfortable jeans and sweat top, grab Boomer's leash, my Nook and head out to the local dog park.
As I sit on the bench and Boomer explores this new territory, I put on my sunglasses so I can't be seen looking and pull out my Nook to see what's new in reading material. I thumb through a few things, pretending interest as I scan the local streets and wooded areas. Nothing! I don't know how I got to it but as I look down there's a e-read titled "Blindfold Gangbang". Seriously? Oh well what the hell, I'll read anything to keep my mind off the crazy photos I received. I'm a few chapters in when a gentleman approaches me with Boomer in tow. "Is this your pup?" he says and startles me from my reading. "oh, yes" I reply as I scramble to hide the screen of my reader. "I think he's ready to go home, he was laid out by the fence sleeping", he says jokingly. "Thank you for bringing him to me, I guess it is time for us both to go home and get some rest". I leash Boomer up and gather my things to leave and say a quick, "thanks again" as we walk to the car.
Nothing. I'm not sure what or who I am looking for but I'm still worried about the mysterious photos.
The next day , I arrive at work as usual. When the mail is distributed, I'm happy to see that there isn't another yellow envelope with my name on it. OK, it was some sort of sick joke. I'm sure whoever it was will reveal themselves soon enough. Probably Bruce, he's the office prankster! He walks by a bit later and I look at him directly, as if to say "I know you are up to something" and he winks at me. Yes. . .. It's definitely him, so I relax and forget about the photos, they were innocent enough.
It's going to be a long night and just before closing time, the staff secretary brings in a vase with a single pink rose and a small package. "this was delivered for you" she says. "Who would send me a rose?", I ask. She just shrugs her shoulders and say's "maybe it's a secret admirer", giggles and walks away. There's no card with the flower and so I open the package to find a book inside. Once I open it completely it's a hard copy of the e-book I read yesterday. "Blindfold Gangbang". What the hell? Inside there's a note in the same scribbled writing "Is this what you want?" This is too strange to comprehend. Who knew I was reading that smut? I know I watched closely to see if anyone was watching me while I was at the park and I saw no one. I'm pretty sure that the guy who brought Boomer to me didn't see. Or did he? I can't even remember what he looked like, tall, brownish hair, good looking. Not someone who would notice me, he's the kind of guy I imagine being a firefighter or jock who has the blonde bimbo at his side. I tend to look through guys like this, not noticing much more than the first "he's out of my league" glance. So who?
I decide to leave early as this is very unsettling. I don't even stop for take out, I'll eat some ramen and call it a night. As I walk up to my porch I see another pink rose with a note attached. "I want you!" it says. I am scared enough that I call the police and have them send out an officer to take a report. I'm not sure what else to do. Soon I hear the officer knocking and go out to speak to him. I tell him about the photos and the flower delivery at work, omitting the book and it's note, and the flower left on my porch. He is taking notes as I talk and when I am finished, he begins asking me questions. "Where is your husband? " he asks. I respond that he has been deceased for several years. He apologizes for my loss. He asks if I have family close by and I tell him that I recently moved here and my family is back home in another state. He advises me to be careful and think about getting a CHL and a gun for protection. I agree. Just as he is getting ready to leave, he takes his hat off and I recognize him. He's Boomer's friend from the park. "I know you" I say, "you brought my deadbeat dog back to me yesterday at the park." He laughs at this and say's "guilty as charged ma'am". We laugh and he says "I'll keep a close eye out in the area for anything unusual, if you need to call me back out, feel free to do so." "Thank you" I reply and watch as he leaves.
At least I've done something, maybe if my stalker is watching and sees that I've called the police, he will leave me alone. So I settle in and pull out my E-reader to finish the smut story from the park.
A couple of days go by and nothing. I'm confident that the police call scared this weirdo away. Thank goodness. We have an office Christmas party this evening and I don't want to be watching my back. I go home and try on my new leather skirt and lace blouse I bought for this occasion. Nice but not complete. I go all out with a pair of dark hose, heels, red jacket and hat. I love dressing up, it reminds me of happier times. I kiss Boomer goodbye and head for my favorite restaurant for a light dinner before heading to the party. I'm accustomed to dining alone and Gabriel the lead waiter is used to seeing me stop in from time to time. "You sure look nice tonight Senorita" he says. He always is nice to me and makes me smile. I tell him I'm headed to an office party. He winks at me and serves up my dinner and leaves me in peace to eat.
I pay my bill and walk out to my car, as I approach I see the Police Officer who took my report the other day leaning against my car. "I just wanted to stop by and check on you before my shift ended and saw you were eating and decided to wait for you", he says. I'm doing fine, nothing else has happened since, thanks for taking my report", I say and smile at him shyly. "You know you are beautiful" he says. That got my attention. . . isn't that what the sticky note on the first photos said? I look up at him and he nods his head, yes! HIM? Why? Before I can say anything he says, I've watched you since the day you moved in. I've watched you walk your dog, smell the roses at the market and move through your life like a lost soul. One time I approached you and was going to say "hello" and when you looked at me I saw the look in your eyes and knew you were thinking of someone else. You looked so sad! I knew then that I wanted to see you smile." I just stare at him bewildered. How did I miss this? "But most of all I wanted to do this" and he reaches for my hand, pulls me to him and kisses me deeply.
What a kiss! I haven't been kissed for a very long time, and I feel the familiar tingle in my breasts and I know that I am wet with wanting. He must have sensed my need, "skip your party!" I nod my head no and murmur that I can't. "You can and you will" he says as he continues to kiss me. His hand finds the edge of my skirt and begins working it up so he can touch me more intimately. He begins kissing my neck and whispers. . . "are your panties pink? I know that's your favorite color?" I nod my head yes. Hmmm me moans and his fingers find my clit. Rubbing me softly through my hose and panties, it is too much and I can feel the convulsions of my orgasm spread through me. "You need this as much as I do" he says and pushes my skirt down and takes my keys out of my hand.
He takes my hand and leads me to the passenger side of my car, opens the door and nods for me to get in. He gets in the driver's seat and I ask "where are we going, aren't you working still?" "I'm off duty and I want you now, are you OK with that?" I shake my head yes.
"Where are we going?" I ask once again. "You will see, just know that you are safe with me", he says. We drive to his house, a nice place on the outskirts of town. I immediately notice how neat the yard is, this is a man with an eye for detail. As we enter the house, it's definitely a bachelor pad, A big screen TV on the wall, sports memorabilia here and there. A leather sofa that looks like it has seen many football games. I hear voices elsewhere in the house but when I look at him he just say's "some of the guys from work, they stop by to hang out and play pool , this is the wife free de-stress zone." I smile and nod my head.
He leads me to his room, I immediately notice the huge four poster bed in the center. Definitely looks antique. I'm impressed. How many other women have been in this bed? I decide I don't want to know. I walk over and look at the details carved into it and he watches me as I do. "No other women have been in this bed since I bought it", he says. I look up at him surprised. "I deal with people all the time, I know when someone lies, or is telling the truth and you don't hide your thoughts or emotions very well. They show on your face", he replies. I look away from him and he comes over and tips my head up and looks at me, "don't be embarrassed", and he begins kissing me again.
I'm wet almost immediately, it has been too long since I had a man's touch. He steps back and pulls my hat off, then the jacket . " Undress for me, I want to see you do that!" he demands. I slowly pull of my top and unzip my skirt and let it fall. I'm in my favorite pink bra and panties. He approaches and gently pushes me back onto the bed. He removes my shoes and then works my hose down and off. He reaches up and rubs my clit through my panties. "You are so wet" and climbs up next to me on the bed. He kisses me deeply again and slowly works his way down to my breasts, freeing them from my bra and suckling on my nipple. I convulse once again from another strong orgasm. He leans down and removes my panties. I close my legs instinctively. He rubs his hand over my unshaved pubs. "You aren't shaven?" he questions? I murmur that there's no need to shave since I don't have a boyfriend. He nods and grins, "good".
He sits up against the headboard and pulls me back against him. I can feel his erection hard against my back. He reaches around and rubs my nipples while he kisses my neck. . . chill bumps covering my naked flesh. I'm close to another orgasm. "Trust me?" he asks? I nod yes! He leans over and pulls out a black silk blindfold from the nightstand. He places it over my eyes and ties it firmly behind my head. He nuzzles his nose into my hair and kisses me on the neck once again. I hear him rummaging through the nightstand again and feel the cold steel of handcuffs on my wrists. He cuffs me so that my hands are behind me. This is strange. Maybe it's some freaky cop fetish, but he's handsome and somewhere deep inside I know he won't hurt me, so I play along. I can hear the clicking noise similar to a cell phone touch pad. He's texting at a time like this? He's still sitting behind me, nuzzling my hair from time to time and I can feel his warmth even though I'm almost naked.
"Spread your legs for me" , he whispers in my ear. I spread them slightly but he reaches around and pulls me legs wider, exposing me to the cool air. He reaches up and rubs my clit with one hand and seeks my nipples with the other. I push myself into his hands wanting more. I need to orgasm again. Just as I'm about to climax, I hear the door open. What is going on? I try to turn around to ask him and he quiets me with a kiss. I begin to close my legs, not wanting whoever has entered to see me in this position. "No, keep them open" he whispers and reaches around and takes my nipples in his fingers and squeezes them.
I can feel the weight of someone as they get on the bed with us. They are between my legs and I feel their fingers as they open me and slide up and down my wet kitty. I begin to try to push back away from them and as I do my friend pinches my nipples harder and whispers "stay still and enjoy this". The person between my thighs keeps working their fingers up and down and then spreads my lips. I can feel their warm breath as they begin to lick me. I immediately orgasm from this oral pleasure!
I can feel the flush of embarrassment rise up my chest, I don't even know who is pleasuring me. "That's it let it go" my friend whispers to me as he kisses my neck and massages my breasts. I can feel the second person's tongue licking my clit, and gently suckling it from time to time. I can feel the pressure of another orgasm building inside of me, and when I think I can't take anymore, they lean back and rub my clit roughly and I squirt all over. I haven't squirted in so long. Oh goodness that felt so good but I need more. I need to feel my friend deep inside of me. I want to him to be the one, not someone else. "I want you inside of me please", I whisper to him. "Not yet", he responds.
I can hear the door open again and I know that someone else is joining us. I feel the first person move away from me and move to the side of the bed. The next person lays between my thighs and begins licking me. . . he noses his way between my lips and begins licking my clit in earnest. I feel myself getting close to another orgasm and my friend is kissing my neck and stroking my nipples. This person reaches up and sucks my clit into his mouth and pulls on it with his teeth. I try not to squirt but the pleasure is too much and I cum. I can feel him licking it from me as I squirt my orgasm. "Hmmmm" he moans and licks me some more.
I need to feel penetrated, I need it like air now. I have never said that I've needed cock so badly but now I need it.. want it badly. "Are you ready for me" my friend asks. I nod my head yes. "On your knees for me" and I move up to a kneeling position. He slides his legs through mine and instructs me to sit back onto him. As I begin to sit back he guides his hard cock to my wet entrance and I slide down him slowly. Before he is fully penetrated I squirt all over him. Oh god that feels so good. He slams up into me, it hurts because he's not a small man. But I immediately squirt again. He continues to stroke up into me and I'm so full and so turned on that my orgasms come back to back.
I feel the guy between my legs as he slides his fingers between my lips and opens them . I know he is watching my friends cock work in and out of me. I know I should feel ashamed but it is so erotic and naughty it sends me into another squirting orgasm. He begins licking me as I squirt and the pleasure is so intense I'm in sensory overload. I soon feel lips on my breast, as the other person joins in again. I squirt once again.
"You are so tight and when you squirt you squeeze me so hard I can't stay inside of you" my friend whispers. "I knew you would be good but not this good." He pushes me up and onto my knees once again. I can feel him as he gets off the bed. He unlocks the cuffs from my wrists and rubs them to ease the ache away. "Back that nice ass of yours to the edge of the bed for me", he orders. I do as he asks and move to the edge of the bed. I can feel the guy who was between my thighs reposition himself under me, and he begins rubbing my clit once again. Then my friend slides deep inside of me, one hard thrust deep and he stops. The guy under me begins licking me and I squirt again. My juices dripping down onto him, as he works my clit with his tongue. The feel of being deeply penetrated at the same time overwhelming me with pleasure.
My friend pushes me down onto my hands and I feel the other person move toward me. I feel his hard cock brush against my lips. My friend uses his hand to guide my head towards his cock and I open and accept it into my mouth. The guy under me hasn't stopped licking me and I'm so turned on by this new scenario. I can feel my friend begin to move in and out of me and I begin to suckle the cock that's in my mouth. The guy in front of me reaches down and places his hand around his cock and begins pumping it in and out of my mouth. I am being fucked from both ends. And I squirt again from the sheer intensity of it.
My friend behind me pumps into me hard and rough, I know he is nearing his own orgasm. I can feel his hands tightening on my waist as he pounds me harder and deeper. I am close to my own orgasm, just a a little bit more and I will be there. The guy under me sucks my clit into his mouth and bites down sending me over the top. I squirt once again and my friend pulls out of me and pushes the tip of his cock to the entrance of my asshole. Oh. . . that's uncomfortable. He pushes the head of his cock gently into my backside and I can feel the pulsing of his cock as he cums hard deep inside of me.
The guy under me moves away and I can feel him moving next to the guy who I am sucking. I can feel his cock nudging my mouth and I open my mouth and take both of their cocks into my mouth. I slide my tongue around each of the cocks the best that I can and I pull back and take turns sucking each of them. They are stroking their cocks as I do, and I know that soon I will be covered in their cum. I can feel their first squirt of hot cum on my face and soon my face is dripping from their orgasms.
I don't know where my friend has gone to, but I feel the two guys in front of me move off the bed and hear them close the door behind them as they leave. I am exhausted from our session and I collapse onto the bed, not caring that it is soaked with my juices and that I am covered in cum.
I feel my friend push my hair back from my face and he begins to wipe it clean with a warm wash cloth. He is very gentle and I am grateful for his ministration. He reaches down and kisses me on the lips. "Move up onto the pillows beautiful", he says and I reluctantly move. He climbs up beside me and pulls me up next to him. "That was fucking, and you needed a good fucking, you wanted to experience what you read and I have given that to you too." I just lay still wondering where this conversation is going to go. " Now I am going to make love to you, the way I have wanted to for a long time. No man will ever touch you again as long as you are mine. Do you understand that?". I nod my head. Wondering how I went from being alone to being his in an evening.
He rolls over on top of me and pulls me up so he can remove my brassiere. "I want to feel your body next to mine, bare skin to bare skin" he whispers to me. He leans down and kisses me deeply, possessively. He moves down to my breasts suckling each nipple gently, making me wet and ready for him again. He continues down to my pubs and gently tugs on my hair. . . "this will have to go", and I nod. He continues his journey down and slides his tongue onto my clit. I'm so close, his gentleness after the earlier onslaught sending me over the top. I can feel him sliding his fingers inside my lips and then he slides one into my wet kitty. It's too much and I squirt all over his handsome face. I look down and he's looking up at me intently. . .. He slides his finger in deep once again and I fall back and orgasm again. "Keep cumming for me baby, let me please you", he says. And he continues fingering me until I have cum several times more.
He moves over me and I feel his hard cock at my entrance. I have cum so many times that my opening has swollen and his cock can't enter easily. "Relax and let me in sweets", and I relax as best I can and he slowly slides into me. Oh god, this feels so good that my skin feels like electrical pulses are on it. He slides deep into me and pulls my legs up and over his back. His chest hairs are rubbing my sensitive nipples and he leans in and kisses me deeply once again. "I want you to cum with me this time, wait for me OK!" he tells me as he begins stroking deeply inside of me. He strokes so deep that I feel the pain of it along with the pleasure. I am once again so close to orgasm that I'm not sure I can wait for him. "I can feel you getting close, you are squeezing me and you have no idea how amazing that feels", he whispers into my ear. He continues stroking deeply into me and his thrusts are getting rougher and faster. "cum now" , he demands and I squirt all over him as he buries himself deep inside of me, shooting his hot load into me.
We lie like that for a while, breathing harshly, attempting to recover from the intense orgasms. He moves off of me and cuddles me from behind. The warmth of his body surrounding me and I soon drift off into a deep sleep.
I don't know how long I slept, but when I wake I feel a big furry lump at my feet. I move tentatively and it moves and grumbles . . . it's Boomer. I come immediately awake, thinking that I had dreamt the whole thing. It was so real. I reach over the side of the bed where my friend should be and I feel a piece of paper. I grab it and it is a picture of me sleeping, my hair in a mess and a smile on my face. A sticky note attached with a scribbled message saying " I am going to make you smile every day!"
As I sit up and look around I see him sitting in his chair, hair slightly rumpled while he reads over some papers, and he looks up at me and says "Good morning beautiful". It wasn't a dream, or maybe it is, a dream come true.
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IF YOU HAVE NOTHING GOOD TO SAY, SAY NOTHING AT ALL! Golden rule that we should all follow.
I received the following email from a professed Attorney on this site a few days ago. Telling me not to dispense legal advice. I really do not know why folks will read a profile, then journal entries and take it personally. If I am addressing a particular person, I always list their screenname in my posts. YES, I have the balls to do that. If my posts offend you, then perhaps you fall into a similar category and feel guilty or offended by such. As my mom said, a guilty conscience tells on you quicker than anything else.
TxDomAtty:
A point of correction. You cannot be terminated for orientation or gender identity. You can be terminated for sexual preferences otherwise. You can also be terminated for social media use. I won't dispense medical advice, please don't dispense legal advice.
So here goes: Just for clarification!
NO.... I beg to differ. You cannot be terminated from employment for sexual preferences. I'd like for you to show me ONE case where an employer can do so and win in court. NO employer that's a credible employer wastes valuable manpower and dollars to search online sites to see if their employees are on them. NOR do they have the ability to monitor what YOU or ANYONE else, employee or not, does in their free time. I think that's called invasion of privacy. There are limitations to what an employer can and cannot do!!!
Now if a person was accessing a dating or sex site while at work (on the clock), was in some way soliciting other employees or it was in some way effecting their overall work, then perhaps that would be justified.
Also for an employer to terminate a person for social media use, they are required by law to have policies in place that state what is allowable etc. before they can reprimand or terminate employment.
Obviously you aren't as saavy on employment laws as you should be. In today's society, you have to document poor behaviors, bad work ethics, mistakes etc. to the point of exaggeration before you can even attempt to terminate without legal repercussions.
And to clarify, I have NEVER given legal advice to anyone. So for you to conclude that, means that you actually took the time to read a blog entry of mine and you felt offended. MEN who aren't being completely honest use that excuse way too often "I can't post or send photos because of my work, etc." How utterly ignorant. Most of those men are married!
I was in no way addressing their employers policies or their right to terminate or not, but rather, the idiocy of those men who use that excuse. If YOU have a high profile job that does not permit online dating, why in hell's name would you be risking your career to be on one. And how successful would the search be, it would be the rare person that meets someone without having seen a photo of them or knowing their identity first . I know I would not and I know that most women will not.
So please get your facts straight and don't take people's rants so seriously. You might want to reread the content in a neutral state of mind before doling out your lectures and non solicited advice.
On another note... why is it that you advertise in your ScreenName (TxDomAtty) that you are an Attorney? Is that some hook to lure in the gold diggers? Why don't you have a photo on your profile? See, there's a psychology behind behaviors... your screenname alone tells me that you aren't successful with women so you use titles to draw attention to yourself. You berate strong women such as myself for voicing our opinions, because you can't hold your own with an educated woman who is successful. Therefore you seek women who won't or can't stand up for themselves and what better place than a D/s situation. Your professed Dom tendencies aren't due to a sexual preference of pleasing a woman, it's to feel power over women due to past rejections. You state that you are sadistic, Dominant's aren't sadistic. But men who have problems with sexual performance, have abusive pasts and who have been treated badly by women can be very sadistic! YOU really need to work on those repressed emotions. BDSM won't cure what ails you!
So there, you now have some medical advice to go along with my purported legal advice.
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BEWARE OF THE CRAZIES! I won't go into great detail about what I do for a living here, but I can say that I have a great understanding of human behavior (bad and good). Recently, I was contacted here by a local Dom, he requested that we chat outside of here via yahoo. No problem, so I signed onto that antiquated chat that I hadn't used in ages so we could get to know each other better. Immediately, this guy began to berate me about being in chatrooms while chatting with him. Supposedly, because my phone somehow (technology is way out of my league sometimes) keeps me logged into this site, and shows me online does not mean that I am actively using the site. I WORK for a living, as I would hope most of you do too. I am a Doctor by trade, when I am called; I go, simple as that. When I am with a patient, I do not text, chat or peruse internet sites. I put my phone on silent and I give my patient 150% of my attention. Now due to this being the case and because this Dom thinks that a person should give him 100% of their time when he demands it, I am a FAKE! I'd hope that if the day comes that I have to attend to his loved ones in my ER, that he would be a bit more understanding about how I prioritize my time. It's not about being FAKE, it's about choosing the RIGHT thing to do.
Now to call out a FAKE, this guy professes to be a business professional who is single. Due to his profession he cannot post a picture or go into detail in his profile. BULLSHIT!!! There are numerous folks on this site who post pictures and maintain professional jobs. Since when did your sex life reflect upon your business life? They are two different entities entirely. NO employer in the US can terminate your employment based upon your sexual practices or your status on a sex related site. You could be a porn star in your spare time and be the CEO of a major corp and no one in today's society would give two hoots about it. If anything .... especially with the big hit of the last few years being "50 Shades of Grey" people might shake their heads and say, "makes sense". Simply put the guy is either lying about his marital status because YES, wives tend to mind if you are on a sex related site. When I asked for a photo, he refused to share one, saying that as a Submissive I shouldn't worry about what he looks like. REALLY? Well any submissive who meets any man without seeing who he is and verifying who he is, is playing a dangerous game of Russian Roulette with their lives. Any person in their right mind should determine who the person they are meeting off the net is and then leave that information along with the place they are meeting them in safekeeping with a trusted friend or family member in case the worse happens. SAFETY is keyword in this lifestyle ....
So obviously I am a FAKE since I demand that a person tell me who they are and share a photo with me and be understanding of my often hectic but very rewarding career.
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Question of the day? Am I a Domme or Submissive? This is a complex question. I, like many was introduced into the lifestyle as a submissive. I found it very fulfilling because in my everyday life I am the aggressive leader, I do not falter or fail in my endeavors. I am the ultimate control freak. I have had two Dominants, the first took his time winning me over... he says I am his greatest conquest. Anyone can dominate a weak woman, not every man can dominate a strong one. I learned that I could relinquish control via the lifestyle. So, YES...I can be submissive. I can also be dominant. It's the challenge I suppose, to take a strong man and have him trust me on such a level. To give me ultimate control. I am not interested in men who enjoy humiliation or being a door mat. I am in essence an Alpha female. Easy will not gain my attention as either submissive or dominant,. In reality the submissive is always in control, so it is a fine line of distinction between the two. |
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QUESTION OF THE DAY? Do I have the ability to manipulate someone to surrender completely to me.
As I suspected there are many here who do not know what this lifestyle is truly about. It is not about kinky sex, beatings and manipulation. There are many of you here who are looking for just that. Anyone can spank you, hurt you or humiliate you, that's a sadist and if that's what you are looking for, then you are reading the wrong profile.
I would NEVER manipulate someone into surrendering to me. That basically defeats the purpose. I would want my submissive to desire to serve me, to seek ways to please me because that is their desire. In essence, the greatest gift my submissive can give me is themselves. Entrusting me with not only their physical safety but their mental safety as well.
Mistress V.
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Female Switch, 29, Los Angeles, California
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Male Dominant, 55, South Amboy, New Jersey
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Female Dominant, 23
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Female Switch, 44, Anaheim, California
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Female Submissive, 39, St. Paul, Minnesota
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Transgender Switch, 46, Hobart
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Female Switch, 20, Ozark, Alabama
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Female Dominant, 42, newcastle
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Male Switch, 21
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Female Dominant, 35, Watertown, Tennessee
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Female Dominant, 26
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Transgender Submissive, 38, Hot Springs, Arkansas
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