As you enter my forest, know this space is for experienced hands, regulated hearts, and power held with confidence and care.

Beneath your feet lies a threshold. Nothing beyond is owed or rushed. Entry is gained by steadiness, emotional depth, and the ability to lead with intention and stewardship.

Move slowly. Listen deeply. Treat boundaries as sacred, or turn back.

Ahead, a star-lit clearing awaits, moonlight and shadow dancing among verdant leaves, the air humming with fireflies and secrets only few can possess. The path onward is not meant for all.

Access is not granted lightly. Those who arrive without readiness, presence, or alignment will find themselves turned back by brambles and briars. Those invited in possess capacity, embody trust, respect, and reciprocity, and know what lives between heartbeats.

By night, they witness this fox in her element, frolicking beneath the moon, playful, primal, bratty when mischief is welcome, and swift of foot when the chase is on. By day, she rests among ancient roots, loving and luminous, holding space for herself and her chosen kin with warmth that is strong and giving.

Her service is meticulous and personal.
Her submission heartfelt and fully given.
Her affection and loyalty rare, and fiercely kept.

The partner this feral fox chooses to kneel for is present, patient, and embraces her wholly, scars and all. They earn her submission through consistency, connection, and a shared hunger to shape their future together.

Are you my worthy to tread this path to the clearing under the moonlight?? Time will tell.

🌿🦊🌿

BDSM Play Partner35 to 54 years ● 170km around USA Savage

The woods learned their names before the dawn did.

She ran through the trees as if the earth itself had taught her how—bare feet striking moss and root, breath breaking in silver threads. The chase had begun long before her legs moved; it started the moment she glanced back and met his eyes. There was no *** in her, only heat. Invitation disguised as flight.

He followed without haste. He always did.

His heart thundered in his chest, a living drum that matched the rhythm of her steps. Each beat carried her name, each pulse a vow he had not yet spoken. He was darkness shaped like a man—patient, inevitable, burning. The forest opened for him, branches bowing as if they, too, knew where this would end.

She wanted to be caught.

When he finally closed the distance, it was gentle. His hand wrapped around her wrist, firm and certain, grounding her like an anchor dropped into wild water. She turned into him, breathless, eyes bright, surrender blooming like fire under her skin. The world narrowed to the space between their bodies, to the way his presence swallowed the night.

“You always come back to me,” he murmured, forehead resting against hers.

“I always wanted you to find me,” she answered.

There was nothing violent in the way he claimed her—only devotion sharpened to an edge. He did not cage her; he chose her. And she, trembling with desire, chose him back. In the hush beneath the trees, he bound her hands not with rope, but with promises. With his name whispered against her mouth. With a ring pressed warm into her palm, as if it had lived in his heart waiting for her touch.

They married under the watching stars, the forest their witness.

The chase never truly ended. It lived on in their laughter, in the way she still ran sometimes just to feel his pursuit, in the way his heart still burned when he followed. But now, when he caught her, it was home.

BDSM Play Partner18 to 80 years ● 500km around USA Wheaton

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