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CharBunnyswitch female
| Colorado, United States | |
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Voice
Age
38
About me
As a sub I have brat tendencies. Only interested in very strong Doms who can make me feel it. Rope bunny and aspiring rigger. All about things that glow in the dark.
As a Domme, I am interested in male subs who understand what submission is, who are looking to please me. I am not a sadist, and CBT is not part of my repertoire.
IRL I’m a writer. I write erotica but my main trade is YA fiction. I like running and reading, drinking wine and eating sweet things (hence the running…). New to the North Denver area (I moved from Scotland last year and still have the accent, lol) and looking to make new friends in the community. I am in a vanilla marriage.
As a Domme, I am interested in male subs who understand what submission is, who are looking to please me. I am not a sadist, and CBT is not part of my repertoire.
IRL I’m a writer. I write erotica but my main trade is YA fiction. I like running and reading, drinking wine and eating sweet things (hence the running…). New to the North Denver area (I moved from Scotland last year and still have the accent, lol) and looking to make new friends in the community. I am in a vanilla marriage.
BDSM and me
Brat. Switch. Sub. Domme. Labels and labels
all hanging round my neck, choking me. Slut,
good girl. Little girl. Mummy. Different costumes
to try on for size. This one’s too tight, this one
pulls across the shoulders. This hat is cute but
doesn’t match the rest. Some get left on the shelf,
their style too outlandish, too simple, too not me
to match the image I’m trying to build in a
blurred mirror. Take it off, all of it. Stand naked.
And look. Really look. Who are you, in purest form?
If you push me, I push back. Harder. Lock eyes and
feel it rise in me. The challenge. Heart pounding,
Skin tingling. The weight of your will pushes down
on mine, but I hold. Stand. Measure it, feel its worth.
The scales wobble. You – shall – not – pass. But,
if you get round me, twist me up and turn me over,
I’ll get on my knees for you. Be your good girl,
or your slut. What’s the label for that?
all hanging round my neck, choking me. Slut,
good girl. Little girl. Mummy. Different costumes
to try on for size. This one’s too tight, this one
pulls across the shoulders. This hat is cute but
doesn’t match the rest. Some get left on the shelf,
their style too outlandish, too simple, too not me
to match the image I’m trying to build in a
blurred mirror. Take it off, all of it. Stand naked.
And look. Really look. Who are you, in purest form?
If you push me, I push back. Harder. Lock eyes and
feel it rise in me. The challenge. Heart pounding,
Skin tingling. The weight of your will pushes down
on mine, but I hold. Stand. Measure it, feel its worth.
The scales wobble. You – shall – not – pass. But,
if you get round me, twist me up and turn me over,
I’ll get on my knees for you. Be your good girl,
or your slut. What’s the label for that?
Limits
No DDlg, scat, watersports, vomit play, edge play.
Update date
Sunday, September 19, 2021
Member since
Thursday, February 4, 2021