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The Spicy Librarian's Hot Take

Welcome to my cage.

My name is Kimmy, and I am a submissive with a strong need for containment. Kink for me isn't just play; It is a way of life that helps me navigate the world with my AuDHD. My needs are specific and non-negotiable: I need impact, consistent dominance, and a partner who understands that my perky "on" state is not my only state. I am an open book. I will be honest about my needs, my history, and what I’m looking for. In return, I require the same honesty. If all you want is a quick hookup or to get photos, that’s fine, just say so. Don't waste my time with a slow fade or empty promises of a future that isn't real. If you are a Dominant who understands that true power is found in communication and care, not just a title, then you're in the right place. I am looking for someone who can hold me with a firm hand and a soft heart, someone who sees my vulnerability not as a weakness but as a key to a profound connection. My authenticity is my boundary and filter.
3 months ago. Sunday, October 5, 2025 at 7:22 PM

I have to be honest with myself, and with all of you. For a second, I thought I was a Mommy Domme. It felt right, in a way. I am so exhausted from doing all the containment work myself that I was ready to claim the power to do it for others. I told myself my authority was a strength, a sign of what I could offer. I looked for partners who needed a firm hand, thinking that if I could just give what I was looking for, maybe I’d finally receive it. I wore the crown. I built the throne. And I still felt empty.

My dominant tendencies, my "Mommy" voice, my need for partners who provide a service—these aren't a reflection of my true nature. They are a symptom of my desperation. I am a middle, and when a middle is left without a source of containment, they will build a fortress around themselves. The “domme” I was trying to be was just that: a fortress. A coping mechanism. My frustration isn't with men who failed to be good Doms; it is with a world that forced ME to be dominant when all I’ve ever wanted was to be held.

I have AuDHD. My mind is a beautiful, chaotic place. And when that chaos is left unchecked, I am not a Dominant. I am a child, terrified and alone in a meltdown. My Dominant tendencies are my attempt to regulate myself. My requests for service are a plea for help. I am looking for a partner to see through the authority to the terrified middle who is begging for someone to take the reins.

But the beautiful truth is that a middle can still have a firm hand. The anger I feel is not an act of dominance; it is a sign of my self-respect. I have a firm hand because I have had to learn to take care of myself. My "Mommy" voice is not a sign of my power over others; it is a sign of my unwavering loyalty to the scared middle who lives inside of me. I will fight for her. I will protect her.

So here is my truth. I AM A MIDDLE!!! I am in search of a true Dominant who understands that my need for containment is not a demand but a fragile requirement for my safety. My authority is a symptom of a deep need. I am looking for a partner who can see me, all of me, and who is strong enough to take the reins from the middle who has been holding them for far too long.

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