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MasterDomDok
| Hetero Male, 71, Stonewall, Oklahoma
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I spank to bruise, tie immobilizing knots, love hearing you beg.
I take my time listening to your story, your fetishes, your limits, all while beginning your shibari. I seek to get behind your defenses, inside your wormy mind so I can replicate your worst nightmare of bondage, discipline, as your nastiest Sadist, to your meakest Masochistic cravings.
I need ponygirls who love prancing so their parts all jiggle and dance. Must be able to pull a cart.
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2/21/2024 10:32:02 PM: I walked in, saw her, sat down and was pleased when she lowered her eyes from mine. The munch suddenly didn't smother like usual.
I took her home, got down to skivvies, but she wouldn't lower them for her spanking, which earned her an introduction to Earnie. Rhino Hide thudds so soundly. She kept begging for more.
After I came all over her back, I got her dressed and we sat down over coffee, and talked. She was slightly annoyed when the subject of her masculine gender taped up under those skivvies had not been her giveaway. I had spotted her as the CrossDresser she was, in the same breath that I spotted her deeply seated masochism. We spent the summer bruising her. I did insist on silk panties for the rest of our sessions. It does a wonderful job of administering a bruise from the cane or batt that cotton tiddy-whities cannot. I built stocks, hoisting timbers, made leather suspension cuffs that broke when we tried them. I was crushed, darn it. Stuck to shibari after that.
1/21/2024 9:28:12 PM: I dream of starting a church where pervs like us can cum, indulge in the odd orgy/bondage party/bukkake douch, you name it. closed off from the world. My dungeon, my rules. If you think it would be a good idea, dm me.
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