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Titles can be misleading.. Read the entire profile before shrugging off my curt hello. I am seperated no longer living at home. With over a year of no intimacy at all, we have decided to move on. Im not sure what that means yet. Im not hiding that from anyone.

I dont initiate contact lightly. I also dont invest to highly into first contact, as many, on here, seem likely to ignore first contact. I view this site as a giant party. I dont, wouldnt, walk up to anyone and dump my lifes story, desires, wishes and fears.. Id say hello. Why would you expect more here? To lazy to have a conversation in its place? We are people, let us communicate like people. If you want a resume, read the profile.

Returning after a long absence. I need to give some thought to what I put here. I dont want to state the obvious, or mislead anyone. I am married. I am serious in my desires, and do what i say i will do. I will not over commit or under per. Again. this is simply filler till I post the details.

Ok! 6 months is long enough to have fluff and no subsistence. As I sit here writing I realize the reason I didnt fill it out in the first place was I didnt know what to say. After all this time I now know... I still dont know what to say. I have always (since i was 14) had an interest in DS and SM. I have fond memories of watching Doctor Shock, the Saturday afternoon horror movie host here in Philadelphia back in the 70s. I was fascinated by movies were the hero or heroine was held captive and tortured. I loved the Pit and the Pendulum. and any of a dozen other movies that involved devices of torture.

Influenced by these images.. I jumped in both feet into DS.. my first girlfriend in HS, had the chance to experience suspension. Knowing now what I know.. I wouldnt have gone there then.. Luckily I didnt hurt her. I continued incorporating bondage in relationships from that point on. It wasnt until college I met someone who sort of had a dominant streak.. more of a line then a streak.. it was an eye opener for me.. I realized I preferred that side of the flogger much more. She also had an interest some darker activities.. I let her cut me.. again.. ignorance is bliss...

I continue my dominant activities, even to this day. I Am strong, decisive, and demanding. Im also caring and sane. Ive maintained DS as part of who I am. Thirsty for the exchange, I am adept at coaxing your darkest desires to the surface. Things you never knew you wanted will become the things you crave and beg for the most. Its a dangerous game, this reality.. A drug that keeps us coming back..and each time for more. Kind of like Wawa Coffee....

That said, I do still have a need to be controlled, bound, taken advantage of.. while my desire is to please, I want to find that Dominant who will push even that simple desire and twist it into some dark degrading act.. While any sensual man worth his salt should be able to please his partner, it goes against what most can handle when the partner is sporting her lovers seed, or in heat, or home from the gym... thats when Mistress knows your desire is to please her no matter what..

I am not a switch. I find it hard to relinquish power once I have been granted your submission. So in terms of our interaction.. I will be one or the other.. this wont be a lets see what the day brings type of relationship. You and I will always know who wears the whip in this relationship.

still more to come...

Its come to my attention that this site does not age its users.. It would appear that once you join you stay the same age forever.. isnt that a nice side effect! I was born in 1963, do the math!

2/20/2015 10:09:54 AM: Endless online chats, the occasional phone call, and now finally meeting the woman of your dreams. You always said looks were not important, and on that silly list, she listed herself as shapely with average looks. If anyone with jet black hair and green eyes could be average.. then sure! I'll go with that. Her age? who knows.. the 'teenager' in front of you has the lines that suggest someone more your own age.. Her energy and her laugh are right out of yor HS year book memories though.. You lured her here with your talk of your dark desires. You repeatedly told her that the heart of a demon beats within your chest.. but at this moment, you realize, you've been had. The real demon is the succubus that has allowed you to seduce yourself into her presence. As the evening progresses, you find yourself more and more attracted to her.. Her eyes on you.. her lips deep red and moist call to you.. her ample breasts teasing you from the small v formed by her blouse.. nothing about her is outwardly sexual, but everything is. half way through the meal.. she excuses herself. when she returns, her smile has taken on an even darker sinsiter aspect. Her foot under the table, caresses your leg. You reach for her hand, and she offers it, palm down, as if to say kiss it! You take her hand, warm and soft into yours and bring it to your lips.. it is then that you realize her fingers are coated in her desire.. your breath takes in her scent.. its like a drug, slamming into your brain. Every nerve in your body fires at once.. 'You like?' she asks... its all you can do, to just nod. I have a surprise for you.. but it comes at a price. At that moment you realize there is no price to high.. 'Lets leave here' she demands.. but first, finish your drink.. Your pint class had become full again.. reaching for it you realize its warm to the touch, confused you bring it to your lips.. this isn't the beer you had just drank.. her smile broadens.. If you want your surprise, you need to drink.. Drink it all my pet, and you will be rewarded.. She wants you to consume her urine, sitting at a table in the restaurant. She must have taken your glass and filled it when she stepped away.. you were so focused on her. you hadn't noticed.. OMG you are actually considering this. You bring the class to your lips.. her head rises to watch you drink her nectar.. over your lips the golden, warm passion pours...

1/16/2013 10:12:01 AM: So be closer to believing Though your world is torn apart For a moment changes all things And to end is but to start And if your journey's unrewarded May your God lift up your heart You are windblown But you are mine

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