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Need to meet someone who is either dominant or submissive don’t matter to me I CNA go either way 😩😩😩

I want someone to just pleasure the fuck out of my cock 4 years since I I havemt did it myself

22cm

Looking to enjoy someone who is up for some spoiling and good times

Krampus on the hunt for a friend or friends who are happy to converse and chat at leisure to discover and explore.
Stimulation is desired, at least mentally, at first, to stoke that fire and cause amusement and laughter.

Pirate Queens and Alpha She Elves will be viewed preferentially. If you are either or both then take that chance.

Some loser wasted my time so I want to punish someone else for his blunder. I consider myself a switch and now I want to also find men to femme dom. I'll humiliate, degrade, belittle, insult, physically and mentally punish you. I'll pamper and pleasure myself while you watch like a cuck.

Anyone

Fertile partners either for relationships or as a donor.

Looking for a sexy man with deep voice and big hands. Ready to satisfy every needs I have. If you're not ready for me to sit on your face and cum in your mouth, I'm not the mistress for you. Brownie points if you let me peg you and have tattoos

I’m looking to meet someone who has the same kinks and fetishes as me. I like a lot of things. Message me

Male, 32. Looking for a woman interested in doing webcam shows together to earn extra ***. No experience needed. Respectful, discreet, and easy to work with.
Message me if you’re interested or want details.

or stay in… i’m looking for a gentle and confident man who knows he’s in charge. take me out for a drink or let’s just go back to yours and have fun <3
or a couple men, i’m not picky

I'm a lesbian looking for a dominant partner to get to know, hopefully for a LTR. I'm new to the bdsm scene so I need someone to show me the ropes, literally. Physicalality isn't the only thing I'm wanting here, I want to find a woman who really loves me for me.

CIS FEMALE ONLY
The woman were looking fornlikes to have fun, has great ideas of what we can all do together and above all else feels so much happiness when theyve been able to please and help others.

Any cougars wanna use me?? I promise I'm like super cool and stuff

These are a few fantasies I'd be interested in acting out, or at least partially acting out; I wouldn't want to go too far, because I don't enjoy real pa!n or !njury. (And if you'd like to see what I look like, just ask for access to my private photos. My public photos are stylizations of my actual selfies.) All right, here are some of my more recent fantasies:

-- You make me work out in nothing but a pair of black boxer briefs...while you periodically glance up and order me to switch to heavier weights, or traipse over and squeeze my biceps or smack my thighs...or you just decide that I've turned in such a lackluster performance that it's time to end the workout early, and you push me down to the floor, on my back, straddling me, and slide your hands around my sweaty neck...

-- You matter-of-factly explain that since I agreed to meet you in person, you now have the right to use my body in any way you see fit. That I let you buy me like a cheap cut of meat at a grocery store. After you make me strip, maybe you even order me up onto the kitchen counter, grabbing handfuls of my flesh and feeling it for firmness, thwacking my thighs with a meat tenderizer, as if I really am nothing but a piece of meat, before you hop on top of me, or tug me down to the floor, to ride me as you wrap your hands around my throat...

-- A lot of my fantasies tend to involve ch0king. I've done it to women before, but I've never been ch0ked myself. Never even been dominated. Always dated submissive women who wanted me to be dominant in the bedroom. So I'm craving a woman who'll say, maybe mid-conversation, that it's time for me to shut up. Then you order me to lift up my chin, and you curl your hands around my neck, your thumbs pressing down on my throat, as I sputter and ch0ke under you, and you ride me like a horse.

-- Maybe one of us bathes the other. But I'm not sure whether it'd be more appropriate for me to bathe you worshipfully by candlelight, massaging soap into your skin and shampoo into your scalp, gently and soothingly...or for you to scrub me clean, as roughly as you can, just scour my body with a brillo pad as if I'm a filthy pet or piece of livestock. Either way, I think the bath needs to end with you mounting and riding me...maybe even holding my head underwater and snickering at the way I sputter and splash around beneath you, as if I'm just a funny bathtime sex toy.

-- We meet, go out once or twice, and I try to impress you by bragging about my cooking. So I invite you back to my place one evening to make you dinner. We start cooking together, but it doesn't take long before the power dynamic shifts wildly in your favor: you spill your drink on my shirt, seemingly accidentally, so I have to pull it off -- my undershirt, too -- and you look at my chest coldly, impersonally, reach out and poke my pecs...slap my abs, watch my flesh jiggle...offer unsolicited advice about what muscles I need to work on, while I just awkwardly nod, hope you'll let me get back to cooking...and when I do, you watch me intently for a minute, then order me to strip completely naked so you can get a look at the rest of my body.

I demur, tell you we should wait until after dinner to, uh, take our clothes off. "You're the only one taking your clothes off," you tell me, and calmly walk over and pour the rest of your drink onto my pants. I sputter some protest while looking down in shock, start to unzip my jeans, but you grab my chin and jerk it up, lock eyes with me, instructing me to stay still for a minute -- "I'm gonna punish you now. You want to get ch0ked or held underwater? Ten seconds, either way." So I choose to get ch0ked, it seems easier -- and when you release my neck, you tell me I'm allowed to strip out of my jeans now. My underwear, too. And you have me strip naked in the kitchen, commenting on my anatomy as if you're critiquing a drawing or statue or doll, and I hand you my pants and boxers, then hop up on the cold kitchen counter.

By the time dinner is ready, you've informed me that your chairs and table -- all your furniture -- are for people wearing clothing, not for naked or underwear-clad bodies...but that once your dinner's on the table, you'd be happy to dump some food -- maybe crackers, or leftovers -- onto a paper towel on the floor for me to eat. I groan, but I don't bother complaining any longer...and while I try to make conversation with you, crouching down on the floor to scarf down some barely edible food while you devour whatever meal I've cooked for you, you just ignore me while you read or watch or scroll through something on your phone.

After you finish eating, you look at me -- I'm still trying to chew a few last bites of my own awful meal -- and you say, sounding disgusted, "Dude, I don't think this is gonna work out...you're just not my type." You get up, you grab me by the hair or arm, pull me up, retrieve my clothes from wherever you left them, take a few plastic bags, and lead me outside -- I'm feebly struggling, begging you to let me put my clothes back on before we go outside where people can see us -- but you just march me over to the building's trash room, or garbage can in the backyard. You toss my clothes in a bin, order me to get in too -- and I just give in, hoping the night will just end already, climb into the garbage. You finally offer me some praise, pat me on the head, so when you tell me to lift up my head, I happily comply, letting you zip tie a plastic bag around my neck before you lower the dumpster lid, dust off your hands, and walk away.

Or -- even darker ending -- when you finish eating dinner, and I offer to help you put the leftovers in the refrigerator, you wait before answering -- slowly look over my whole body, pause, think for a minute, and finally reply: "No. I wanna save space in the freezer to hold you."

-- The two of us come back to my place after a date, sitting on the sofa, you looking bored, or tired, starting to ignore me...until all of a sudden your eyes light up, and you ask me excitedly, "Hey, would you mind if I strangled you? I bet your body would look soooo good all naked and sprawled out on the floor!" I'm shocked, at first, and I just assume it's a sick joke...but then I realize you're serious, and I start trying to bargain with you. Maybe I offer to let you ch0ke me, just a little, hoping it'll be enough to satisfy you...but, of course, it isn't, and you slowly talk me into letting you throttle me for longer and longer, removing more and more of my clothes, letting you smack me around, inspect my body. "See? You like getting ch0ked, don't you?" -- Until eventually I give in, and you remove the rest of my clothes and mount me...

From Birmingham new to all this need a women to throw me in the deep end. I’m 36 and ready no time wasters !

looking for dominant woman to put collar on my neck

So hard right now, in need of some fun. Who wants to help daddy out? 😝

Currently looking for a new online or in person possibly play partner all kinks are in bio dm if you have any questions

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