I'm looking for friends and playmates. Subs preferably, but sometimes the masochistic side of me doesn't mind some spanking or smother play.
I've never collared anyone. I personally feel the gift and responsibility of a collar should only be granted to 24/7 in person relationships. Most of my playmates were in the cities I visited on business.
But, don't get me wrong. I highly valued the friendships of reciprocal learning, training, and pleasure I've shared with subs, fellow Doms, and others in the lifestyle.
I was first introduced to the lifestyle as a teenager when I walked in on a social my step mother was holding. I didn’t let on I saw or knew, ever. It wasn’t until I started reading the Sleeping Beauty series by Anne Rice writing under the pseudonym of A. N. Roquelaure in 1996; that I drew great interest into the lifestyle and what my Dad’s ex-wife was up to came to fruition and not just a bisexual swinger’s party with whips, paddles, and nylons that I assumed as the 14 years old who got bored at his friends house and didn’t think it would be a big deal to sneak back into his room during what he thought was a Avon party for snooty officers wives.
Taking fantasy to reality also happened by mistake. I was in Philadelphia on a business trip, and my partner and I spent a day playing hooky from the conference and went strip clubbing. After we got cock teased for four or more hours, we decided finding a massage parlor was in order and a better investment in lieu of several more lap dance teasers. While stumbling through downtown Phili, trying to find the china town area, we stumbled upon a dungeon. After talking to the Dominatrix (Not in character); I was perplexed but realizing we weren’t there to be slaves, she was glad to give us directions to the Apple Spa and what got me was, she told us for a few more dollars, she would show us some things to really get us off. Yes, that really intrigued me even when my partner laughed it off.
A few weeks later, I visited a house of ill repute in Virginia, and even though I was there for a happy ending, she also Dommed. She was in stockings and had a smother box. So, she gave me the sampler of nylon play, foot worship, and vaginal play with and without the smother box. I was hooked. Every other week, we’d do different things together. Even though it was more pleasure play, I was her sub and she was my mistress.
It wasn’t until a coworker learned of why I was taking a long lunch every so often, that things changed. Once I confided in her what I was doing, she too was intrigued. But, she was mainly interested in paddling and was masochistic to the nth degree. We started playing twice a week in her office and in the storage area and she would accompany me to Mistress L’s. This is when I became a switch.
I tell you all of this to see where I’m coming from. I’ve taken the time to answer the questions of my loves, likes, curiosities, and dislikes. Please read them.
I’m not a sugar daddy, 24/7, or slave. If you’re looking for money and gifts, keep on looking. I don’t mind a reciprocal paddle or nipple twist, but I’m past pure masochism. However, I’m not a pure sadist. Meaning, I don’t go into jealous rages or punishment out of spite. I firmly believe that Bondage, Domination, Sadism, Masochism is about pleasure through exploration. If you get pleasure from pain, then so be it. If my partner in this isn’t gaining pleasure, I’m not getting any pleasure.
I get off by my sub getting off. Period. But, it’s just not about sex – don’t get me wrong. Some of my subbies never removed their clothes nor serviced me in any way. Pleasure is not always sexual.
I truly don’t believe in online domination or collar. I only believe in – in person relationships. Reading and writing about domination doesn’t do it for me. If I’m going to cyber, I’ll watch some videos and be done with it. I don’t need a power trip. I’ll chat with you all day, but I will never have you call me Master if we’re not face to face. However, I will respect and recognize a sub that may have an online collar from another Master or Mistress.
