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| BDSM is crawling in my nerves , like a slow poison taking over my whole form of desire. I'm afraid that normal straight stuff is wearing off, i'm converting. Everything about it is intriguing, i fancy it as a form of art, which must be done slowly and tastefully. Hasty lust take a back seat, neat planned sequels of slow event turns me on.
It is mind orgasm for me. Most Importantly minds must connect, my play partner's satisfaction is utmost important, because my purest form of pleasure derives from my sub/slave's satisfaction. The needs of my partner must not only be fulfilled, but surpassed. That is my purest orgasm, seeing you reach ecstasy, feeling your nerves reaching nirvana. And all this can be done with or without my pants off! Because its not the sex, i purely enjoy every aspect of this, visually, the sounds of moans in pleasure pain, the reflex, the episode as a whole. Sex is not compulsory.
where ever you are, whoever you are. Lets chat, lets talk. If i can match your desire, you shall be punished accordingly.
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