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About TaintedBeauty
Hello all. I am a single, intelligent, submissive female living in the Oregon area. I suppose I shouls begin by telling you exactly what I want.
I'm looking for a Man who is intelligent, fit, attractive, and above all else a natural Dom. I want someone who is emotionally stable as well as financially. I like to get out and do things. Go to the beach on the weekend, vist an art gallery, go to a movie. Different things like that. So, I'm looking for someone who likes to be active and adventrous. I'm looking for someone who has a great smartass sense of humor. Laughing is always great! Well enough of the vanilla. Onto the BDSM! As far as that goes, a wise man once said that I am a sub with slave tendencies. I want to serve. I want to surrender my self completely to Some One. I want want to beg at Someones feet in order to get into bed with them. I want Someone to push at my barriers of pride until I am no longer afraid to act like the little slut I so desperately want to become. I want someone who can balance both vanilla activites and BDSM, but enjoys nothing more than seeing His little one crawling towards Him, craving His attention and affection.
A little bit about me. I'm a starving artist. No, not really. But I live for the written word. Both reading and writing. I'm an avid soccer fan. Enjoy playing more than watching, but watching is great too! I love the ocean. I love water. I enjoy swimming a great deal. I'm sassy, outgoing, attractive and just like to have fun. I am young, but I know exactly what I want.
Before I go, I'm looking for long-term relationships only. I wouldn't mind a poly relationship, but not with a male and female. Two males, would be ideal. I am bi-sexual but am not interested in females at this point in time. I would like to start a relationship fairly quickly, if I have a connection with someone. I think it's incredibly silly to wait forever.
I thank Y/you for taking the time to read this. I hope to hear from Y/you. Tata for now.
My limits are: no burning, no scat, No spitting, No kids, No animals. Anal is up for debate. |
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Goooood afternoon everyone. It's 4:39 and I'm in a great mood. My best friend is lookin' good. He's finally on a good rountine and is lookin' healthy again. I'm so happy for him. Hmm...and if any Domme's and or switches...happen to stumble across this...you should message me..I've got the perfect lil' switch for you! |
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Tonight was a good night. I hung out with some friends..drank a little. Now..I'm all relaxed. Life is....good..and at the moment the only thing that could be better..is if I found the right Dom for me. |
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Eek! My kitty has gone missing. I'm sitting here...extremely worried about her. My room mate and I let the cat outside because she was in heat..and we figured we wouldn't mind a batch of kittys...and she hasn't come back yet. It hasn't been twenty-four hours yet...but it's been raining fairly hard. I'm such a big baby when it comes to my cat. -Sighs.- Arg. |
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-Sighs.- My submissive side is really starting to poke out. She needs to be shoved backwards. Lol. At the moment I'm craving..not sexual attention...but the hand of a strong Dom. I want someone crushing me against His chest right now. -Sighs.- Just holding me. -Pouts.- Arg..... |
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I'm about to poke my left eyeball out and start muncing on it. That or tap-dance to spice girl music naked.....while holding three rabid ferrets. ARG! Someone save me from my boredom! |
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"Yet I have to wonder if I have lost the song because I have become the song. If I have lost my Lord because I do indeed desire to be what I will become. A lover who hates, a saint who sins and an Angel who kills" - Sita (The Last Vampire Series by Christopher Pike) |
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She wandered down the street. Standing 5'6, with lucious red hair and beautiful green eyes, she was every mans dream. A girl who looked as if she were straight out of an Ireland romance novel. She was dressed to kill. Wearing a near sheer white dress that dipped past her knees. Her boots licked at her knees. She walked in silence. Her eyes noticing every detail, every flicker of movement. She spots him, on the corner. The over head light flickering, near dying. One of the only street lights on the near bare street. It made for an eyrie affect. She approached the man, has he took a large swig from the flask he held in his left hand. He didn't notice her until she was near on top of him. A man in his early fortys with salt and pepper colored hair. Not an unattractive man. Tall. About 6'3. He noticed her after she had been staring for about 30 seconds. He stared at her, with a longing that went beyond sex. He cleared his voice and said to her "It's dangerous for a beauty like you, to walk these streets at this time of night." A smile from her lips. Revealing her beautiful pearly whites. She said softly "Any danger you will find here tonight, will come from me." The man cocked an eyebrow at this and shruged his shoulders. Taking another drink from his silver flask. She spoke again in the voice weaved out of dreams "My name is Kali" The man quickly responded "Scott. Names Scott. Kali....that's a different name. Very beautiful. It suits the face it belongs to." She nodded her head softly, and her eyes were quick to pass over him sizing him up. "Well, are you going to invite me to your place, or are we going to stand out here all night?" A bit surprised the man stuttered "I...I..well..Are you sure?" A quick nod of her head was all this man needed. He pointed to the run down house convently across the street. "I live over there." She smiled and said "I know." He merely shruged again, and looked both ways before crossing the street. She followed closely behind him. Once they reached his house, she made a quick study of it. The inside was much better than the outside. The place was very clean, if a little dull. It had all the right furniture but no pictures on the walls. He spoke once more "Can I get you a drink?" "She replied "No...I only want you." She walked over to him, pressing her lips against his. His longing for her no longer disguised..he let his hands roam over her small body freely. He needed this...this companionship. He'd been alone for so long. After making love, he lay there holding her in his arms. Thinking he could love this woman. He was nearly asleep when he felt her hand clamp over his mouth, tightly. Too strong for her fragil frame. A sharp pain flowed from his neck down to his toes. He cried out against her palm. Moments flew by..and his vision was nearly black. She was killing him. He knew now. Sorrow envaded his heart. He didn't want to leave her. He felt her hand move away and she withdrew. The little heat her body provided him..left. He whimpered..and said in a whispered meek voice "I could have loved you." Sorrow seeped from her voice, a sorrow that outlasted the hands of time. A sorrow so ancient it made his heart shatter. "I know." was all she said. He whispered one last request.."Hold me, please." He died in her arms, like so many others. |
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-Sigh.- Okay! Kiddies...here's the deal. Do not expect me to call you Sir...unles you deserve it. A couple e-mails doesn't mean you deserve that title. I will respect you as another human-being..but until we are at a point in where I take on that submissive role to you...I'm just going to be Hailey(Yes..that's my name) not slave, girl, slut, etc. And you're just gonna be John, Dick, or Harry. Or whatever your name is. So! Yes..that's my little tid-bit for the day. Tata kiddies. |
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Sean
My name is Sean Taylor. I'm nineteen years old and I'm in the process of moving out of the home I've lived in for sixteen years. Mom's having a hard dealing with my almost empty room, like I died and someone stole all my stuff. I told her it's only a couple hours away, but there's no reassuring her that I won't be eaten by a mad hitch-hiker on my way to my new apartment. My dad on the other hand can't want to turn my soon to be old room, into a pool room. I've never seen a man who loved a game of pool more than his only son. But, that's dad for ya.
I hear a knock at the door as I seal my last box shut with duct tape. My mother answers the door within 15 seconds of the knock. As I hear that fimilar thunder of a voice greet my mother, my palms grow sweaty, my hear quickens, all the lovely sings of nervousness.
I've known Bryan for three months now. My parents think he's just my new room mate. Little do they know. Bryan's my lover. For the longest time I tried to deny that I was gay, until Bryan came along. I blame him for a lot of things. I suppose, eventually I'll tell my parents that I'm gay, but for now...It scares the hell out of me for Bryan to be in a two mile radius of my parents.
Mom brings Bryan back to my room and I offer him a quick smile. Mom stares at me in that awful manner, that only moms have perfected. That look that says "I know something fishy is going on here" Makes me wanna squirm. Mom asks " I thought you were going to drive up on your own, Sean." It wasn't a question. I sigh in that annoyed sigh, that only a son could perfect. I had told her the plans several times. I tell her in a snappy voice " No, Mom. Don't you remember? I told you at least four times that that Bryan's car is in the shop. He borrowed mine, and I told you that he was going to pick me up today, and that we're driving up to the apartment together." Her eyes become all watery as she glares at me. "Don't snap at me, young man! I forgot that you had told me that he was coming to get you today!" She whirled around and stomped off. I sighed again, mom and her theatrics.
Bryan offers a quirky smirk. He looks at me as if he wants to burst out laughing. I grin, he looks so stupid. As if he's holding a fart in. Bryan always makes me feel better. No matter what the situation. He can always make me laugh, even if he doesn't intend to. He settles for a soft chuckle and asks "Do you need help carrying these out?" There's only three boxes, and there not all that big....but again...that's Bryan. Good old helpful Bryan. I shake my head. "Na...go out and pop the trunk for me though, will ya?" He nods and smiles. Quickly walking out of my room to do it.
As he leaves, I pick up one of the boxes, and stack it on top of the other. I do the same with the thrid. Stacking it on top of the other two. I pick all of them up, having to look side-ways in order to see. I quickly make my way out of the house, trying to avoid another fight with dear ol' mum. I walk out to my car, and set the boxes down in the trunk. Moving them so they all fit.
I didn't know Bryan was standing behind me until he said softly.."How 'bout ya just stay like that for a couple more minutes? I'm enjoying the view." I startle easily, and thus..I slammed my head up against the trunk lid. I let out several strings of curse words...that I think my mother would still wash my mouth out with soap for. I then whirl around, glaring at Bryan...."I'm going to kill you."
Well! That's all for today kiddies. I do hope you enjoyed it! ^_^ |
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So! I have decided to use this thingy to write my story. You can read it or not, that's your choice. Feed-back is always a lovely thing. My story is about a young, gay male who is just coming to terms that he is infact gay. He also, through the help of a couple of lovely friends discovers he is submissive, and is quite interested in the BDSM scene...but it risks hurting the man he is inlove with, because he will have to break up with him if he wants to pursue this life-style. So! Interested? I'll try and post at least a page and half, writtien of the story every week. I may post a little more....or a little less. Forgive any typos or misspelling thingys. I can't be perfect. ^_^ :P |
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