He insisted we should meet his friends before we had our own quality time, because they'd "be back in Austria within days. I kinda hate meeting new folk, is it an introvert thing?
He'd bought my entire outfit.I mean down to the earrings and lingerie. I'd only been bought some clothes previously by my manager when i was 16.
I had on some magenta lace trim thongs with a little bow at the front and back. The gusset was silky on the outside. The bra cups were half silky then laced towards the cleavage, with a little silk bow to match the thongs. It was a fun colour I'd never have chosen for myself. The dress was simple; a solid black cap sleeved A line skater. The skirt was short, I'd have to be very delicate bending, I had black strapped satin stilletos on, he'd bought me the nail polish the colour of the lingerie. The guy was more thorough than me about his colour coordination preferences.

When we left the restaurant his 's fiancée said "Women's in the back" so I got in the backseat. We'd barely driven a minute before his opened her palm and announced she'd heard I liked sedatives. There were 2 small blue rhombus shaped pills. From the drivers seat I was told, "Go on baby girl let yourself relax.." while my knee was quickly squeezed twice as encouragement. He was looking at me in the mirror. He seemed calm&sincere, and Rhia was just smiling at me -palm out -offering a small bottle of water. I took a breath and scooped the pills up. Mosa piped up from the passenger seat taking a swig of a beer, "I take 1 too, just 1 as I'm drinking, you enjoy you don't drink." Blue is my favourite..I took them. "Thank you Rhia, appreciated" I told her ,sitting back.
"You're so welcome my darling", she replied, as she took my cheeks in her hands and kissed me hard, complete with 'MWOAH!' then patting my thigh. Within minutes I could feel this soothing gravitational wave wash down me. I glanced up to notice a beautiful, golden, crescent moon. I gazed at it a while, till I realised, Rhia's hand was not only still on my thigh, she was gently massaging it. She gently dragged her nails from my knee to halfway up my thighs and started massaging it further up,this time pushing my already short skirt up..
We're at some traffic lights. In my peripheral I catch him checking on me. "Daaadddyy.." (oh fffff..I've never called him that in public!) He just laughed and said, "What is it baby girl?"
"Your *'s touching my leg in a weird way." I said; in what felt like slow motion, was I slurring? "Mhmm" he replied, non chalantly. He's too busy to converse while he's driving, I resolve.
Rhia's hand moves again. She's trying to pull my panties aside wtf is going on?
"Daaadddy" I say again. "She's trying to touch me!" Did I say that loudly? Did I say it at all? I must not have. I quickly try to clasp my left hand over my pubic bone, but she's already there and won't budge her hand. "Get off me **
!" I say, then hear, "F*ck did you call me?", while receiving a backhanded fist which slams my top lip against my front teeth. She begins stripping her jeans off as the car pulls into a lay-by, she removes her panties and shoves them in her bra and puts her jeans back on. She goes back to my thighs. "Open your legs slut " she demands.
"I'll have to pass." I say, just as the door beside me opens and my hairs grabbed, he puts his fingers in my mouth. "Baby what day is it?"
"Balentinth"i say through his fingers.
"Yeah baby so just go with it and let Daddy enjoy his night too. Then he holds my nose closed. I gasp for air and Rhia smashes her panties from her lap into my mouth. "I'm not his *** you dumb bitch." she chides. "And you -lil chicken - are mine."
"Lean forward for Daddy" He takes off his tie and binds my wrists behind me. "Now move over, and behave." Rhia moves to the window seat and I wriggle over to the middle. Mosa gets out and comes to sit on my right side.
Rhia tells me to put one leg on either side. "Do it" Mosa commands more so physically by lifting my right leg under the knee and holding it. Rhia massages between my legs. I wriggle but there's nowhere to go. Mosa uses his other hand to pin my neck back as Rhia's fingers prod and poke, she sucks her fingers and slides her hand back up as Mosa holds my right leg with his left arm and puts more pressure on my throat with his right. As she plays with me she keeps nipping my skin and as she puts fingers inside me because she's wearing long nails and I'm not horny. Idk what's dryer rn; my cunt or my mouth with Rhia's panties semi suffocating me.
Mosa asks me if I'm going to be a good girl. I nod, in his hand. He puts my heel on the seat ,spits on his fingers and starts circling my clit as Rhia fingers me. It actually feels alright until Mosa let's go of my leg and takes his phone out to start filming. I try to say no and look away from the camera. Rhia pulls me back by the hair as she's just fingering me. She whispers in my ear "I have some toys for that tight little pussy, have you ever cum for a woman before?" She asked the latter more loudly. "No, actually I've only cum for a man once too." I reply, somewhat ashamed.
"You're gonna cum for me, here in the back seat" says Rhia, "Or we'll pull over again and you'll be fucked over the bonnet on camera. Have you ever been pegged? " I shake my head. "If you displease me I won't be gentle with you -Do you understand?" She asks. I nod. We hit more traffic lights. A familiar voice says "Look at Daddy", I can't. I'm awkwardly positioned, with a woman I only just met tonight's panties and fingers in me, and her partners filming it happening.
"You're being rude to Daddy's guests. Now you're going to need correction. I'm sure Rhia won't mind you across her lap, spanking your little ass raw while you take Daddy in your mouth. If you're a very good girl there's a surpise for you. Now let's go home and see how good you can be baby girl. You're gonna look so beautiful on film. Rhia's desperate to spank you now aren't you Rhia?" He asks.
"I'm going to make her my little pet." She replies. As the car pulled into our driveway I guessed I'd find out soon what that meant...

Pro-Dom/me Session18 to 80 years ● 25km around UK Glasgow

ABOUT ME:

Warning: I don't reply to low energy chats/messages.

I don't suffer fools gladly. So, if you're going to come at me, have personality, character, rapier wit, a sense of humour and thick skin. If you don’t have all five you'll be lucky to last a minute with me. I'll eat you alive.

Impress me.

Extra points if you're crazy. By crazy I mean Harley Quinn or Drusilla ("Buffy the Vampire Slayer";) crazy.

Crazy is linked to genuine and creativity, which is why I naturally gravitate towards it.

Normal is boring. I'm not normal so I'm certainly not looking for normal.

If you're a pretty face with nothing under the hood I won't be interested.

About me: (Vanilla)

I'm a writer and future (hopefully) author.

I define myself as a sapiosexual, demisexual as well as a romantic, in the same vain as the romantic poets (Shelley, Byron, Burns).

I'd even credit Edgar Allan Poe as a romantic. Yes, he's gothic and dark and wistful and bleak, etc, but he's also ethereal and morbidly erotic.

Poe has always had an intrinsic way of quickening my heart and warming my , much in the same way as any of the aforementioned romantic poets.

Words are erotic to me. It doesn't even have to be sexual. It's more about the emotion behind those words.

It's the notion that every passing second of our time is a second that's gone, never to be relived

The idea that someone has spent their precious time, and spent unknown amount of firing neurons in order to communicate with you, and only you, in a private and an intimate manner.... it's highly, highly erotic.

Especially the written word.

It's why I snub instant messaging and exclusively patronise
.

In terms of the sapiosexual and demisexual go. Intelligence is erotic to me. And so is forming a spiritual as well as a mental bond, as rare as it is.

There are many types of intelligence: linguistic, logical-mathematical, spatial, musical, bodily-kinesthetic, interpersonal, intrsonal, naturalistic, existential, creative, collaborative, practical intelligence, humour, etc

One of my main passions is cooking. I have a natural love and a flair for
cooking. I spend a large portion of my life in the kitchen.

I briefly trained as a chef. Then I didn't.

Cooking has always been intuitive and really natural to me. I can't bake worth a damn, though.

Baking is too much like chemistry to me. You require exact measurements, etc. With cooking you can riff, you can get creative and
t outside the lines.

I'm a deep thinker. I'm spiritual (NOT religious) and believe in the power
of Chi. I believe in Ghosts, Vampires and Werewolves (what's life without whimsy), dimensions, multiverses, etc.

I'm interested in meditation and general self-improvement and self analysis.

Making mistakes, and owning them, is the quickest road to self-improvement.

A person who thinks that they're infallible and always right, will never grow, and they don’t think they have to.

I'm a free-thinker and tend to think independently from the masses. I naturally deviate from convention and tread the path less trodden.

"To thine ownself be true." - Shakespeare

I'm not a people person. I'm misanthropic.

I'm an introvert. I'm private. I don't like being the centre of attention. In fact, I like to keep as far back from people and the spotlight as
possible.

"The darkness is my friend." - Me.

I'm a geek. Always have been, always will be. Back in the 80s and 90s there was more chance of me being in the company of my Amiga, Spectrum, Master System, Mega Drive and Super Nintendo than a human being.

Not much has changed. Well, replace computer technology with books.

People talk about a "misspent youth." I spent my youth with celebrities such
as Sonic the Hedgehog, Mario Brothers, Donkey Kong, Link and Zelda, Ken, Ryu, Guile, etc.

I consider my youth to be spent wonderfully. I am privileged.

I'm deep, introspective, sardonic. pensive, and morose. I feel more at ease and happiest when I'm alone. I barely tolerate people.

As far as relationships go. I'm open to long distance. I'm seeking a forever TPE dynamic.

I don't really care about distance. I mean, let's be honest, the chance
of meeting a compatible soul is improbable as it is, if you use geography and location as obstacles, the "improbable" becomes the
"impossible".

Besides, it's 2025, not 1725. Distances can be bridged with the aid of heavy machinery with wings.

It takes a while to forge a strong relationship: It requires pillars of: respect, trust, honesty, compatibility, and communication. None of those things come easily or without dedication, conviction, and
time.

I'm a sapiosexual as well as a demisexual. I find intelligence very, very hot! Saying that, I'm not necessarily looking for a woman who is in MENSA. Intelligence comes in all shapes and sizes with many gradations and nuances.

There are many types of intelligence: linguistic, logical-mathematical, spatial, musical, bodily-kinesthetic, interpersonal, intrsonal, naturalistic, existential, creative, collaborative, practical intelligence, humour, etc

I require a mental, emotional, and spiritual bond before I can enter a physical relationship.

I'm not a social media person. The only social media platform I'm on is
Twitter (I'm not calling it X). I'm solely on there to contact customer
services of various companies.

I'm antisocial socially and antisocial social-medially.

My communication method of choice is
s.

With s, you're able to convey mass amounts of information and details
without interruption, therefore making the "getting to know you" process quicker than short burst of texts on IM.

With
s you can write chapter upon chapter.

With IM it's all immediate. IM gives you an obligation to reply instantly.

Sorry. Not for me.

I'm not saying that I'm unable to banter. Oh. I banter with the best of the. My banter skills are off the charts.

Movies: Fright Night 1 & 2, The Lost Boys, Nosferatu (1922), Interview with the Vampire, Dracula (1931), Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Shadow of the Vampire? Barefoot in the park, Breakfast at Tiffany's, My Fair Lady, Casablanca, Jerry Maguire, Serendipity, Say Anything, Almost Famous,
Breakfast Club, Ferris Bueller's day off, Weird Science, Elvira: Mistress of the dark, Elvira: Haunted Hills, Dirty Dancing, The Big
Sick, Star Wars (The original trilogy), Firefly.

Television: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel, Crazy Ex-Girlfriend, It's Always sunny in Philadelphia, Wednesday, Seinfeld, Curb Your Enthusiasm, Sex and the City, The Simpsons, Scrubs. South Park.

Author/Writer: Jane Austen, Edgar Allen Poe, Bram Stoker, The Bronte ***s, Emily Dickinson.

Music: The Smiths, The Cure, AC/DC, Classical music.


ABOUT ME: (Kink)

(Before I begin, I feel it incumbent upon to me to make a PSA:

If you're a new submissive (or even if you're experienced), of even a new Dominant, I want you to realize that there are a lot of men who use the pretense of being a "Dominant" in order to justify and legitimise their abusive tendencies.

Also, a submissive has as much power as a Dominant. More so, in fact, so don't be bullied and coerced into entering a toxic relationship.

A BDSM dynamic has to be built on mutual respect)

Red flag list:

  1. Moving things too fast, lack of patience e.g wanting to collar you or wanting you to address them as "Master", etc, immediately after meeting them and/or being in contact with them.

  2. Willing to collar you even if there's a lack of compatibility.

  3. Lack of communication. A relationship ought to be based on communication and you can only learn about a person through it.

  4. Someone who doesnt want to hear about hard limits.

  5. Lack of respect e.g someone calling you derogatory names and/or expecting you to submit on their initial contact. Respect has to be earned, and so does disrespect.

  6. Someone who isn't interested in you as a human being.

  7. Someone who isn't willing or interested in connecting in an emotional level.

  8. Easy to anger. Actually, any inclination towards anger is a red flag.

  9. Lack of compatibility)

    I want a dynamic that is 24/7.

    I'm not into "keeping it in the bedroom/behind closed doors", as that's too much like roleplay with an on and off switch and it's way too low energy for me.

    No matter where you are or what you're doing, I want our dynamic to be swimming in your veins. I want the mere thought of me to increase your flow. I want the thought of me to warm your so that there's red lava flowing to and from your heart, a heart that quickens at the thought of me. The thought that I will own you forever. The thought of me being mentor, your guide, your teacher, your protector, your Dominant.

    My form of Dominance is one of psychology.

    It's my belief that before you can control a body and before you have a right to expect to claim dominion over a body, you must first infiltrate the mind:

    I want to know how you think, what you love, what you like, what you
    hate, and what you dislike. I want to know about your formative years, your upbringing, your parents, your family, your hobbies, your skills, your triumphs, your failures and your dreams and aspirations.

    I want to know about your experience as well as your dream BDSM dynamic. I
    want to know what turns you on, what gets your engines roaring, what your limit are, what reviles and disgusts you. I want to know the dirty little secrets inside your locked closet. I want to know what kinky stuff you've done, what sordid activities you'd love to try and I want to know exactly what type of submissive/slave you see yourself as, as well as describing you as you want to be.

    I, as your Dominant will make it my responsibility as well as my life goal to mould and to encourage you to flourish into the very best version of yourself that you can possibly be.

    This dynamic will be a living, breathing organism. It'll grow and develop and mature. It will be 24/7. It'll be all consuming, and it will be a life choice. A life lived together. Forever.

    At work, you will be my submissive. At the supermarket and at the mall and out in public, with your family you will be owned by me. Your every breath will contain my whisper. Every thought will have my fingerprints. And you will live knowing that every facet of your mind, body, life and soul are owned by me.

    And you will give them willingly, as it's my responsibility to encourage you to grow and develop. I will nurture you and teach you.

    I will adore you.

    I'll listen. I'll be your coach. I'll be your teacher, your mentor, your confidant, your protector as well as your best friend.

    I can not stress this enough. For a D/s dynamic to work, it has to be built on friendship. There must be unbreakable trust and respect. This
    is framed with communication and honesty. Through this, trust and affection will grow.

    Every cylinder must be firing. Every molecule must be engaged.

    We will be a team. We will listen, talk, laugh, share and learn from the other. Our bond will be stronger than any metal or element known to God or to man.

    This isn't an easy connection to develop. It takes honesty, trust,
    communication, dedication,compability, faith and time. Come into this half-hearted, and it will not work.

    Edgar Allen Poe has always been my muse: A Raven, my spirit .

    I would enjoy a walk and a picnic in a cemetery (probably by candlelight)
    as much as normal people would would like a walk and picnic in a park.

    My kinks are, but not limited to:

    Watersports, Vampirism (Hematolagnia)
    psychological Dominance,
    , public , Goth, taboo, skull-fucking, , pukejobs, d puking, rough fucking, anal, free use, CNC, play, bimbofication, food
    control, body modification, behaviour modification, body writing, deepthroat, TPE, chains, leather, outfits, heels, DP (with dildos, etc), toys, edging, tasks, cages, collar and leash, CMNF, etc.

    Hard limits: Poly and ***.

    I am not a soft Dom. As you call tell from my kink list, I do like taboo and extreme kinks. Essentially, though, verything is up for negotiation and discussion.

    I will be as extreme as I'm allowed to be.

    Very little is off the table.

Pro-Dom/me Session18 to 80 years ● 500km around UK Hamilton

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