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I'm a dom with over 10 years of experience with different slaves. During that time I've had all kinds of slaves and got an idea of what I like and what works. Hopefully you can take advantage of that to be the best you can be as a submissive. I'm looking for someone for online ownership with regular chatting over kik or google hangouts. Things will start slow and I can ease you into it as we both build trust and discovered what we both want out of this. I am able to work around limits and real life constraints and scheduling, though like to have relatively regular contact. I require someone that will be willing to provide proof of tasks and ultimately will eventually be willing to be completely exposed to me (both physically and mentally). We can ease into this and I will make sure you completely trust me. I am kind and understanding, but can also be harsh and strict once rules and trust are established. I enjoy humiliation (but can work around this if this isn't one of you likes). If you are interested message me or on kik or hangouts (IDs are all the same). Looking forward to owning you.

Do you know that place of belonging that you so deeply desire? Being own, always, and in all ways that matter. I may be that complementary being that takes you there. To set you in your place. To connect and share and laugh, and then ravish you and use you in all the ways I like. To be there some day, irremissibly subjugated, my pleasing toy. Laying there quiet on all fours as ordered; bare and shameful exposed under the excruciating tease of my eyes behind you. Your whole being at my disposal. And I will play with you, you know I will, but you don’t know what will be my play, you will only fear and excite on anticipation. My fingers deep between your labia. Your head back pulled by your hair. Then I put those fingers in your mouth and you lick and clean solicitous your own juices; because that is what you are. And then my cock gets inside your enraptured ass thrusting your senses without compassion until your dignity dissolves, your consciousness became nothing, and eventually you turn into a sweaty distressed body utterly possessed between my hands; oh my devoted slave how do you dread and intensely desire that.

But getting there is a long process, although delightful too. You trust me your being, you give up your everyday facade upon me, and that is not easy. We talk at lot; I wanted to know about your ideas, your beliefs, your fears, about what the fuck makes you wake up from social somnolence. Don’t you understand? I don’t just fuck your body; I fuck your mind into the deepest waters. There is nothing I can do if you are not released to sweetly cry embracing in my lap. Then I may allow you to give me pleasure. Then I may control everything you can do or wear or experience, and give full purpose to your orifices. Then I can degrade you in a way only we both understand, my lovely possession. But that is not yet, we are not even in the beginning; you have to write to me first. I started this describing the end, now I am going to end talking and you have to start writing.