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It's a crisp evening as we step out, the city buzzing around us, alive with the promise of the night. As we walk through the crowded streets, my hand firm on your lower back, I lean in to whisper, "Tonight, I'm going to take you like you've never been taken before, right here among the shadows of the city."

Your eyes flash with excitement and a hint of apprehension—a look I know well and cherish. It's the same look you give me when you're both nervous and exhilarated, ready to trust me as we push your boundaries.

We find ourselves in a secluded part of an upscale outdoor shopping area, dimly lit and mostly deserted, with just the gentle hum of the city in the background. The excitement of being out in public, where the normal rules don't apply to us tonight, adds an electric charge to the air between us.

Pressing you against the cool brick of a closed boutique's side wall, I see your chest rise and fall rapidly with anticipation. My hands are firm on your wrists, holding them above your head as I pin them against the wall with one hand. With my free hand, I gently but firmly lift your chin, forcing you to meet my gaze. "Remember, if it's too much, just say the word," I remind you, ensuring you remember our safeword. You nod, the trust in your eyes absolute.

I start by tracing the neckline of your dress, my fingers running lightly over the exposed skin of your collarbone, then lower, to the curves that your dress outlines so temptingly. Your breath hitches as I pull the fabric aside, just enough to expose you to the cool night air—and to my hungry gaze.

The thrill of exposing you like this, where the shadows just barely hide us, heightens the raw intensity of the moment. I lean in to kiss you hard, my other hand exploring more boldly now, slipping under your dress to find you warm and ready. Your moans are muffled against my lips, and I can feel your body responding, pushing against my touch.

Pulling back to look at you, I unbutton my pants, keeping my eyes locked with yours. The sound of my zipper is loud in the quiet alley, and your eyes widen with the realization of what comes next. Swiftly, I position myself, and with one strong move, I lift you by the hips, your legs instinctively wrapping around me.

As I enter you, the thrill of the public setting seems to amplify every sensation. I start slow, each thrust deep and deliberate, gauging your reactions and savoring the way you try to keep quiet, biting your lip to stifle your cries. But I want to hear you, I want the night to know you are mine. "Let them hear," I whisper, granting you permission to vocalize your pleasure.

You let go then, moaning louder with each thrust, the sound mingling with the distant city noises. Our rhythm builds, fast and furious now, as we chase the edge together. The risk, the exposure, the sheer intensity of our connection in such a forbidden setting drives us both closer to climax.

As we reach that peak, our bodies tighten and shudder together, the world narrowing down to just us and the pulse of the city around us. When it's over, I hold you close, both of us catching our breath, your head resting against my shoulder.

Carefully, I help you readjust your clothing, ensuring you're composed, though the flush on your cheeks might tell a different story. We step back into the stream of passersby, rejoining the world as if nothing happened, though both of us know better.

This daring adventure, this wild play under the city lights, has deepened our bond, a secret thrill shared between only us, a reminder of the trust and intensity that defines what we have together.

Confused about where I fit in qualities that make me both submissive and dominant my qualities of being submissive are my body is a literal cage because I cannot please myself at all but I am more dominant in that I don't really give a crap about what people think about me or the fact that the normal world think I am invisible I can help keep someone organized and make their professional and personal life better if they follow my advice the fact that I need help moving around in the bedroom can I still be dominant is there anyone who would be interested in this sort of thing now you see why I'm not sure where I fit in

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I'm very open minded

Si yes

I am very single, no kids that I know of lol, and never married. I am currently looking for a partner to have some fun with then we can see from there.

Anyone I to anal,cnc, or switches

Looking for a good girl sub who can handle getting stuffed by a daddy Dom with a pleasure kink

I am a loyal slave

I want a dom or a sub just that

Basingstoke area, this week including weekend, no strings attached.

Can't sleep bored.

I'm a dom leaning switch looking to explore mainly a sub dynamic though more than happy to dom😉

I enjoy bondage, impact play, and keen to explore more😈

18-30 only

Not long term as i am leaving the UK in October

I'm looking for fwbs and if you're interested text me on sc- big.fella22

Couples or females

I wanna have a chat or a date and get to know some people here

Bored of everything currently and looking to mix things up a bit. Looking for a fem sub or just to make friends. Message me

Looking for a mistress to lock me, feminize me, punish me and humiliate me.

I will be at your command and will be your true sub.

I want to Text someone that is just down to send videos of them naked and picture and them fingering their self.

A dom F 18-30
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Thick thighs and waist

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