About me
Interested in:
I’m looking for:
- Friends
- Kinky Dates
- Events & Places
- Networking
- BDSM Lovers
- Pic Exchange
Description
I'm looking for people I can experience my interests with. I'm a Dominant with desires, both physical and emotional, and I'd like to become closer with new people who share them. Right now I'm the only one in my immediate friend group who enjoys kink! I'd ask if anyone is interested in talking, first and foremost, and if anything clicks it's a bonus. Besides the things I like aren't things you just do having seen someone's profile on a website and nothing else.
I'm a fan of both messaging first, and being messaged first. Open to all.
Desires and Fantasies
This is a big list. I'm a Dom, and some of my biggest desires I'll list here:
-Group subs, I like having three or four women at a time in a scene. I like coming home from wherever to have them undress me, put my clothes away, and then to worship me, one as a footstool, the others cater to whim.
-Receiving nudes gets me off more then it does most. Its less about seeing them, and more about knowing the sender is taking them, for me. Don't worry though, you'll see I won't ask. That isn't why I'm here.
-Breath play, I like controlling the breathing of my partner. Self explanatory one.
-Contracts. BDSM contracts I take very very seriously, I've got my own written up which a few people have signed in the past, might show it to you if I like you.
-I like writing my name on subs with a pinwheel. Marking them I guess. Some people look down on that one but if it's done with care, it's alright.
Like I say, this is a huge subject. Above are just a few of my favorites. If you'd like to know more, ask me, I'm an open book. Mostly.
My kinks & fetishes
I like:
- 24/7 (Active)
- Erotic Photography
- Anonymous Sex
- Eye Fetish
- Blindfolds
- BDSM (Active)
- BDSM Branding
- BDSM Collar
- Begging
- Biting Fetish
- Breast Fetish
- Breath Play
- Breast Play
- Cuddling
- Lingerie Fetish
- Discipline
- Domination (Active)
- Exhibitionism
- Face Slapping
- Restraints
- Fingering
- Foreplay
- Goth
- Handcuffs
- Handjobs
- Rough Sex
- Heterosexual
- Kissing
- Lap Dance
- Massage
- Masturbation
- Multiple Orgasms
- Mutual Masturbation
- Nipple Clamps
- Nipple Play
- Olfactophilia
- Oral Sex
- Orgasm Control
- Paraphilia
- Partner Swapping
- Piercings
- Porn
- Quickies
- Scratching
- Sensory Deprivation
- Sex at Work
- Car Sex
- Elevator Sex
- Outdoor Sex
- Sex at the Movies
- Sauna Sex
- Locker Room Sex
- Sex Toys
- Photo Swapping
- Spanking
- Spit Fetish
- Striptease
- Sweet Pain
- Tattoo Fetish
- Uniform Fetish
- Subservience
- Wax Play
- Wet Look Clothing
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I'm looking for people I can experience my interests with. I'm a Dominant with desires, both physical and emotional, and I'd like to become closer with new people who share them. Right now I'm the only one in my immediate friend group who enjoys kink! I'd ask if anyone is interested in talking, Read more…
first and foremost, and if anything clicks it's a bonus. Besides the things I like aren't things you just do having seen someone's profile on a website and nothing else.
I'm a fan of both messaging first, and being messaged first. Open to all.
I'm a fan of both messaging first, and being messaged first. Open to all.
I'm on a few kink sites, and enjoy events sometimes. But it's occurred to me that there are very few active kinksters my age in this community.
Any shout outs from Manchester? Come on fellow freaks.
Any shout outs from Manchester? Come on fellow freaks.
Kind Unkindness
Don't. Don't look at me with your haunted eyes. Those round, shiny orbs, filled with a neediness and devotion that I cannot bear. Your open windows to your very being.
I'll just blindfold you with the first thing that comes to hand. Tease you a little, let you think this is all Read more… planned, part of our play. Run my fingers through your silken tresses, a firm tug, almost painful. I hate you in this moment, your purity and innocence. I want to taint you, dirty you up some. Smudge those angel wings of yours, skew your halo a tad.
Your delighted gasp, those pursed lips, such a delightful shade of pink. Glistening lower lip, plump and delectable, a shade darker from you biting on it. I want to taste you, so I do. No kisses, you presumptuous little whore! A slap to put you in your place. There. Bite until I draw blood. Your moan of pained arousal hardens me to the point of agony.
Insolent cunt. How dare you touch me without permission! Right, we'll see about those wandering paws of yours. Your mewling only fans my desire to own you.
Beautiful. My pretty little slut, hogtied with nylon rope and gagged with something from the toy box. Remember who's the boss around here, My little bitch.
Don't. Don't look at me with your haunted eyes. Those round, shiny orbs, filled with a neediness and devotion that I cannot bear. Your open windows to your very being.
I'll just blindfold you with the first thing that comes to hand. Tease you a little, let you think this is all Read more… planned, part of our play. Run my fingers through your silken tresses, a firm tug, almost painful. I hate you in this moment, your purity and innocence. I want to taint you, dirty you up some. Smudge those angel wings of yours, skew your halo a tad.
Your delighted gasp, those pursed lips, such a delightful shade of pink. Glistening lower lip, plump and delectable, a shade darker from you biting on it. I want to taste you, so I do. No kisses, you presumptuous little whore! A slap to put you in your place. There. Bite until I draw blood. Your moan of pained arousal hardens me to the point of agony.
Insolent cunt. How dare you touch me without permission! Right, we'll see about those wandering paws of yours. Your mewling only fans my desire to own you.
Beautiful. My pretty little slut, hogtied with nylon rope and gagged with something from the toy box. Remember who's the boss around here, My little bitch.
Cold Storm.
"We're both at home tonight. It's unusually quiet outside as if a sudden exodus swept everyone away, silently and unbeknownst to us. We have the fire ablaze as usual this time of year, while we sit with our book and newspaper. We're content.
Rain begins to beat on the window. Read more… This is always a welcome sound for us, it's ever so peaceful. Aided by the atypical silence of the night and the crispness of the calm, cool atmosphere.
The rain bounces off the window with an unexpected force, and a crack of thunder echos in the distance. We feel the temperature cool quickly as if the heat of the room was beckoned to join the imaginary exodus. Soon we find ourselves able to see our breath as we exhale in response to the rapid loss of heat. She shivers, so I place my newspaper down and walk over to her. I gesture for her to stand with me, and lead her over to the fire.
We sit down, close to one-another as we're so used to being. She's wearing an exceptionally beautiful vest-top and a pair of thin, comfortable leggings. I'm less quick to change, still in my office wear.
I look over to her, find myself unable to avert my gaze of her illustrious face and body. Ooh, her sublime body. Her nipples are hard, because of the cold I assume. Her cheeks a pale red because of the fire. She turns to me, smiles, and we both crumble.
Her lips are so, so inviting, I get lost in just the thought. But the thought isn't enough. I want more. I need more. And before I even realise I'm no longer in control of my body, I feel mine press against hers. It's a moment of passion that lasts an eternity. In that moment, everything is aligned. The rain, the fire, the comfort, and the immediate future in which we both know what happens.
She bites my bottom lip playfully, with a little wry smile, she knows I know what it means, and I have no complaints. I move my hand slowly up her waist and take a firm grip of her hair with the other. Our lips, still interlocked, only now I feel her smile wide across her face.
We're at the point of no return.
My hand finds it's way to her breast. I squeeze firmly, I know what she likes, and I gently push her onto her back more than willing to provide all of it, to the best of my fucking ability. Everything about her tells me we want each other, here and now.
I find myself leaning in for another passionate kiss but I am instead greeted with a playfully evasive target. She moved to one side and immediately expresses her intent by gently sinking her teeth into my neck. I expect games from her by now, but every time she makes my hunt far more satisfying. She doesn't want it to be easy. She wants me to make her work for me.
I push her head to one side but can't hide my enamoured reaction to her game. I move my left hand from her breast to her neck, my nails marking the path they take until I can hold her down with a firmer grip then usual. I raise my other hand, and deliver a strike to her cheek, complimenting it's already reddening colour. The smile on her face that follows is ineffably intoxicating.
She knows that despite her games, I am in control, and that's exactly what she wants.
We can barely feel the cold anymore, we're both far too hot to care. I climb off of her, and beckon her to follow. My destination is my armchair, where I cast the newspaper aside and sit down. "Strip, my little whore" I command her. But before I even finish my sentence she has begun.
She is wearing the most exquisite lingerie I have ever seen her in. Hundreds of unspeakable deeds go through my mind and her look of desire is almost like she can see each and every one. While I'm intoxicated by her visage, she mounts me and grinds as if she will never see me again. Almost unable to control myself any longer, I pull her close to me and whisper "good girl", and she thanks me with a another moment of passion.
A few minutes pass sharing one another's embrace before I finally stand us up, and pull her head back by a fist full of her hair, only to bite her now exposed neck. She lets out a moan uncontrollably. Oh that noise. It's an additive pleasure I don't feel guilty for having.
I decide to move us over to the window, and face her to it so that her back is to me. We both stare at the night for a moment we get lost in. The rain still beating hard on our window, while my hard cock brushes against her perky arse. She lets out another small moan as she feels it's throb. I slowly pull down her bra straps to reveal her shoulders, and give one a gentle kiss while my right hand explores her now revealed skin and underwear. Down, down, down to her crotch.
She is so wet.
I lean forward to her ear and whisper my next decree: "bedroom." ....
"We're both at home tonight. It's unusually quiet outside as if a sudden exodus swept everyone away, silently and unbeknownst to us. We have the fire ablaze as usual this time of year, while we sit with our book and newspaper. We're content.
Rain begins to beat on the window. Read more… This is always a welcome sound for us, it's ever so peaceful. Aided by the atypical silence of the night and the crispness of the calm, cool atmosphere.
The rain bounces off the window with an unexpected force, and a crack of thunder echos in the distance. We feel the temperature cool quickly as if the heat of the room was beckoned to join the imaginary exodus. Soon we find ourselves able to see our breath as we exhale in response to the rapid loss of heat. She shivers, so I place my newspaper down and walk over to her. I gesture for her to stand with me, and lead her over to the fire.
We sit down, close to one-another as we're so used to being. She's wearing an exceptionally beautiful vest-top and a pair of thin, comfortable leggings. I'm less quick to change, still in my office wear.
I look over to her, find myself unable to avert my gaze of her illustrious face and body. Ooh, her sublime body. Her nipples are hard, because of the cold I assume. Her cheeks a pale red because of the fire. She turns to me, smiles, and we both crumble.
Her lips are so, so inviting, I get lost in just the thought. But the thought isn't enough. I want more. I need more. And before I even realise I'm no longer in control of my body, I feel mine press against hers. It's a moment of passion that lasts an eternity. In that moment, everything is aligned. The rain, the fire, the comfort, and the immediate future in which we both know what happens.
She bites my bottom lip playfully, with a little wry smile, she knows I know what it means, and I have no complaints. I move my hand slowly up her waist and take a firm grip of her hair with the other. Our lips, still interlocked, only now I feel her smile wide across her face.
We're at the point of no return.
My hand finds it's way to her breast. I squeeze firmly, I know what she likes, and I gently push her onto her back more than willing to provide all of it, to the best of my fucking ability. Everything about her tells me we want each other, here and now.
I find myself leaning in for another passionate kiss but I am instead greeted with a playfully evasive target. She moved to one side and immediately expresses her intent by gently sinking her teeth into my neck. I expect games from her by now, but every time she makes my hunt far more satisfying. She doesn't want it to be easy. She wants me to make her work for me.
I push her head to one side but can't hide my enamoured reaction to her game. I move my left hand from her breast to her neck, my nails marking the path they take until I can hold her down with a firmer grip then usual. I raise my other hand, and deliver a strike to her cheek, complimenting it's already reddening colour. The smile on her face that follows is ineffably intoxicating.
She knows that despite her games, I am in control, and that's exactly what she wants.
We can barely feel the cold anymore, we're both far too hot to care. I climb off of her, and beckon her to follow. My destination is my armchair, where I cast the newspaper aside and sit down. "Strip, my little whore" I command her. But before I even finish my sentence she has begun.
She is wearing the most exquisite lingerie I have ever seen her in. Hundreds of unspeakable deeds go through my mind and her look of desire is almost like she can see each and every one. While I'm intoxicated by her visage, she mounts me and grinds as if she will never see me again. Almost unable to control myself any longer, I pull her close to me and whisper "good girl", and she thanks me with a another moment of passion.
A few minutes pass sharing one another's embrace before I finally stand us up, and pull her head back by a fist full of her hair, only to bite her now exposed neck. She lets out a moan uncontrollably. Oh that noise. It's an additive pleasure I don't feel guilty for having.
I decide to move us over to the window, and face her to it so that her back is to me. We both stare at the night for a moment we get lost in. The rain still beating hard on our window, while my hard cock brushes against her perky arse. She lets out another small moan as she feels it's throb. I slowly pull down her bra straps to reveal her shoulders, and give one a gentle kiss while my right hand explores her now revealed skin and underwear. Down, down, down to her crotch.
She is so wet.
I lean forward to her ear and whisper my next decree: "bedroom." ....
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