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| i am just a girl....looking for the right "One" to belong to....it is not in me to give only a piece of myself, it is all or nothing. i do not wish to be shared, so please no poly interest. i guess that is about all.....
Please read the profile...i am straight
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well, i have been away from this site for a bit, and i see not much has changed lol. i have been on a soul searching expedition, and i think i finally found what i am looking for inside of myself...now to find that One that will complete what i have discovered and turn me into what i need to be |
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honestly........who will give out personal information on a first conversation? i don't consider giving you the address to where i work or live appropriate information right at first.....i don't understand....S. S. C...........Safe, Sane, and Consensual....giving out such private information in a first talk is neither safe OR sane....am i the only one who has heard of this? |
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"...i can't love a man like that. i can't. It's like i am dissolving. i am coming apart, like i am a mechanism dependent upon a thousand little wheels and springs, which is suddenly breaking down, each part beginning to run at its own speed, uncontrollably. i can't love like a normal person at all...."
-Exit to Eden
Anne Rice writing as Anne Rampling |
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i feel as though i am at a crossroads...i have come to the end of something and it is time to start a path toward something new....i think when people are where i am now, they are at their most vulnerable, all of the choices strecthing impossibly before them, the indecision almost overpowering....it is at these times when patience and understanding are most appreciated, but rarely found |
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*smiles* this is my second or third official day on this site, and i can't believe how nice it is.....FINALLY to find a majority that understands the ways that this lifestyle should be applied to real life instead of a bunch of WannaBe Dom's and evil minded manipulative subs eager for a quick cyber session then a faster see ya!.....it is never easy to find that one person you can connect with, but when you have such specific needs, it is so much harder....i look forward to exploring and meeting new Ppeople who truly understand. Until then....
--girl awaiting |
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She sat at her computer, eyes widened, lips slightly parted, and stared at the screen. Just three letters were what captivated her. "BRT" Oh god, she had gone too far, let her brattiness have too much rope! And now she just stared at those letters...brt....be right there. Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, she decided she wouldn't rush about, madly readying herself for him. This time he would see her as she always is....ratty pajamas and all!
Calmly...well almost calmly...she reached for the mouse and closed the screen that contained their conversation. Opening her media player, she started her favorite playlist and tried to occupy her thoughts while she waited.
He just walked in. Her head snapped up at the sound of the door and there he was. He hadn't knocked, just came in like he owned not only her body, but everything she had. The thought of such total possession took her breath away. Looking up at him, she determined he would not know the extent of his effect on her. Her brain searched quickly as he strode to her, grabbed her hair in a punishing grip and almost growled in her ear, "Now what is it you were saying earlier?"
Forcing her eys to remain open and her breathing to stay calm, she had reached again for the mouse and started one particular song over again. Licking her suddenly dry lips, and almost whispering, she said, "Earlier i said, that i owuld force you to listen ot this song...it is really good." Part of her mind screamed at her, demanding to know whty she would talk to him in such a way when she knew full well what the consequences would be. The other part sent delicious shivers down her spine and cast about for other ways to bait him.
But, it turned out, there was no need to further antagonize him. He had already had quite enough. Standing behind her as the music played, he raised her shirt and pinched and pulled at her nipples. Biting he ear, her throat, her shoulder, he caused her to lose her hard won composure and begin to moan. Leaning around her, he angled her head and sought to tease her lips, coming so close, but never quite touching his mouth to hers. She too, had had enough, however, and steeling her nerves, arched up and took his bottom lip between her teeth. The kiss was fierce, demanding, meant to remind her of her place, and it did.
Whimpering against his mouth, her whole body turned to liquid heat and she melted against him.
Breaking contact with her mouth, he stood her up, using her hair to help him position her. Placing her in front of her desk with her back to him, he quickly removed her clothes and had her stand braced on the desk...moving her feet so far away, that she had to support her weight on her arms.
Punishing her nipples in a bruising grip, he alternatley forced three fingers deep into her pussy, then withdrew to smack her hard on the ass. Arms beginning to shake, she clenched her eyes tightly closed, biting her bottom lip gently. He showerd her a measure of mercy by asking if her arms were starting to hurt, and on hearing her whispered "yes" allowing her to move her feet forward so she could shift her center of gravity. Spanking her once more, quite a bit harder than any of the previous slaps, he put his face close to hers, inhaling deeply before asking if she still wanted to listen to her computer.
When she shook her head no, he guided her to her bedroom and ordered her to her knees. God how he teased her then! Running his stiff cock along her lips but not letting her capture him in her hot mouth. She whimpered and begged him with her eyes, her tongue darting out to try and capture a small taste of him. Chuckling softly at her wanton display, he shoved his entire length so deep into her mouth, she gagged.
Her whimpers turned into soft moans of delight as he fucked her mouth. He looked down at her, his hands almost gentle in her hair now as he commanded her to tell him how much she loved his cock in her mouth. Her murmured sounds of agreement weren't enough to satisfy him, so he withdrew from her lips, groaning harshly at the cost to himself.
A small sound of protest escaped her as he did this, and her head immediately moved to take him again, but he would not allow this until she said the words he needed to hear. Looking up at him, her eyes glazed and half closed, she told him, in a voice that was soft and almost pleading..."please...i....i love the taste of your cock!" Cursing under his breath, he let her close enough to kiss the very tip of him before he had her stand before him, her back to his chest.
Bending her slightly over the bed he spanked her. Eyes squeezed shut, she moaned which only seemed to incite a harder smack. Stopping every now and again to pound his cock into her pussy hard and fast, he would tell her how red her ass was...how heated the skin. The he would withdraw to spank her more. Her ass on fire, a small part of her knew she couldn't take much more, but as usual, he seemed able to read her beacuse he stopped spaking her and started fucking her.
He asked her then if she were playing with her clit, and before she could answer, he told her she had better be! Bending to bite her neck, he rasped that he wanted her to cum hard on him...Then, fucking her almost desperately, told her he needed her to cum FOR him. This statement caused her to lose control. He was taking it all from her this time, even her orgasm, and once again, her mind spun away to a different place as the shudders took over her body.
She was vaguely aware of him stiffening, his fingers digging cruelly into her hips as he called out in his excitement. Legs trembling, she climbed into the bed, feeling his cool fingers carressing her heated ass. Kissing her neck tenderly, he whispered "my slut" and left her curled there, still trapped in that other reality. |
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Whispering into his ear, she let her mind flow back to that night. She was desperate to capture all of those feelings again in her attempt to tell him how he had affected her before.
It would have been just another dull night alone had she not signed on and invited him over. She had shrugged all of her second thoughts away, knowing that while he couldn't give her what she craved, he could ease her hunger for a time.
Showering, she had taken care with the clothes she selected for the night. Putting on short shorts, a tight black lacy bra, and a tight tank top, she knew her breasts would attract his gaze. After some thought, she had not worn panties, but fretted about what he might think of her. She wanted him to know she was a cock hungry slut, but not to think just any cock would do. No, not just any cock.
At the sound of his knock on the door, her heart had raced and it had taken her a moment to quell the wide grin that had touched her lips at the thought of him.
Opening the door, she had done her best to appear nonchalant; offering him a drink, praying her hands would cease their trembling. Sitting together, they bantered and teased. Anyone watching them would think them the fondest of friends, never guessing at the knot of tension coiling inside of her.
Reaching over from time to time, he would stroke her hair, not knowing how badly she wanted to beg him to pull it hard, forcing her head back so he could rape her mouth and stake his claim on her. Now and again, he would tighten his grip on her hair, reminding her that she could deny him nothing, but it wasn't enough.
He had played with her lightly at first, tugging her breasts from her bra, pinching and biting her nipples, and even easing a finger into her wetness then giving it to her to taste. God, how she had almost hated him then....needing SO much more! But needing to not ask for it was what she needed most.
Finally, he began to manipulate her body more aggressively, spanking her breasts hard, and then harder still just moments later. Twisting and pulling her nipples until she hid her face to hide the pain. He began asking her over and over if she liked it, if she wanted more. She would think there was no way she could take it if he slapped her breast again, but found herself always saying yes...yes, god, please do it again!
After asking her if she had a toy, he had sent her to get it. Coming back to him, she did her best to hide a blush. Her toy was long and thick and...........a bright shade of hot pink!
Lying back on the sofa, she did as he bid and began to stroke her clit while he fucked the dildo in and out of her hungry pussy. He leaned down and flicked his tongue over her small clit a few times. She moaned raggedly, this sensation totally foreign to her. When she felt the shudders starting, she hesitated, not knowing if he would want her to beg for her release. Suddenly, she realized she was already begging. Her lips parting over and over to issue one word....please. She heard him then, telling her to cum. Stroking her clit faster, while he fucked her with her own toy, she suddenly arched and her body completely tensed as the spasms rocked through her. With a shaky breath, she hid her face against his back while he had calmly lit his cigarette. She had fought tears then, seeing how totally unaffected he had been. Her pleasure was hollow without his.
Picking up interest in the television, like nothing had occurred, he smoked and talked to her of inane things. She had done her best to be as unaffected as he, as they had once again competed in their verbal sparring, laughing and making fun of the commercials.
And then, she still isn't certain of what happened to lead up to it, but there he was, standing before her, his cock hard and insistent as it nudged between her lips. She had opened for him, her nails digging into his thighs just a bit, as she sucked him and stroked him with her tongue.
He had grabbed her hair then, the way she had wanted him to do all night. Feeding her his cock, and telling her without words, but with his hand in her hair, that she would go anywhere until he had his pleasure from her.
He had yanked her head back pulling him self from her greedy mouth. And just as she had opened her lips to protest, she had felt his teeth on her throat. Turning her head, she had exposed more of her neck to him, wanting him to bite harder, marking her as his slut, if only for that moment.
Then he had snapped her head back by her hair, once again thrusting his cock into her mouth. Oh god, he had felt so good in her mouth! Using her for his pleasure and driving her wild at the same time.
And then he had tensed, filling her mouth with his cum. As soon as the taste registered on her tongue, something had happened to her. Something in her had broken loose and she had felt her mind spinning away. Not wanting to lose the feeling of him in her mouth, she had continued to suck, using her tongue to clean him, not wanting to waste a single drop.
When he had again sat next to her, she lit her own cigarette with shaking hands, speaking to him as he had to her earlier, as if nothing had happened to distract her from the television. But inside she was alive and her nerve endings tingling and over stimulated. It had hit her then, what had happened...he had sent her to subspace. Something that, before that moment, she had not truly believed in.
In the course of their time together that night, he had sent her there again. Perhaps she would tell him someday about that second time, but for now, she could feel him, hard under her hand, and knew her words had lit the fires of lust and passion in his blood. Tonight, she would belong to him again, and she reveled in that knowledge. Burying deep the desire to be truly his, she sighed and let her mind drift away, as his hands began their exquisite torture once more. |
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| Age: 46 |
| Steubenville,
Ohio |
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