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As I mentally toy with this side of me I wonder should I ask for more? What is too much... or are my desires not enough. Exploring, wanting, fearing. Sweet pain I breath for. I close the door reluctantly until the key is to heavy to carry. Here I am. Waiting.... the delicious strappings against my skin. Here is my place.
4 years ago. November 9, 2019 at 9:01 AM

Scrolling through the various online BDSM profiles on this site. Feeling quite sexy after reading many of your profiles. Very kinky shit. Not sure if each profile is being forthright. That’s okay. I’ve been taught that the BDSM lifestyle is taboo in the normal(whatever that means) sex encounters that transpire between consensual adults, couples, threesomes, or whatever entices you’re kinky lifestyle. I myself have been raised to respect the marriage nuptials and to be accepting of a vanilla sexcapde. No judgment. Exploring my desires on this site has made me put on a new set of glasses. Boy you are all very kinky. Love it! Can relate. As each profile folds out the kinky dreams of being controlled, tied up, spanked, glistened with painful gliss, leather crops across the backside, I feel myself getting wet. Even those extreme sadists who demand the utter most control. Nipple clamps, leather restraints, oxygen tanks, yes I’ve seen it, heightens the desire that has laid dormant. I want to try it all. Extreme or gently submission. How will I ever know what I need? Until I allow myself to be blissfully indulged. I do not allow self gratification tonight. I’ll unknowingly take the direction of a Master. Holding my bodily fluid while I skim through each kinky desire. Beyond what I can take. I’ve been instructed to allow myself to feel normal. So gooood. Sexy. How I need to read more. 


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