Chokemegently

Male Submissive, 60, medford, Oregon

Female Dominant, 28, Los Angeles,, California

Male Dominant, 20, Oakland, California

It's not just girls who can be "greedy sluts" I guess. I don't mean that to injure you, but as an intelligent woman who likes rough sex, how many times do you think I've heard that uttered to me, or even whispered it to myself in my head? Too many to count. It hurts my heart worse than any toy, scarf, or rope could. It's not a trigger, it's actually a hard limit for me, a huge turn off, and as a true Dom, you only give a girl what she requires to be a perfect sub, and you respect hard limits, I speak only for me, your next sub may quiver at the utterance of one of those words. I personally quiver at a triggered Dom, raspy breath, that maintains control, but I can feel the tension and energy that the control takes effort and discipline. If I cannot bring my mind, body, and spirit under control, how can I evolve. If my triggers, training, and ultimate submission isn't a trigger or turn on for you, then I have failed to serve you to the best of my abilities, or you are not my true Dom. You care utmost about my safety, and don't ask for anything that would compromise; You are to protect 1. My vocation 2. My family 3. My self esteem, unless purposeful in the training process (no pain, no gain) 4. My privacy, and guide me without judgement or shaming if you are worried about me, as I will do the same if I see places in your life to evolve. This is not defiance, for my true Dom is looking to learn as much as to teach 5. My health 6. My safety I will completely surrender to a true Dom who truly understands and cherishes the safety nets I have built around my life. Self care is something I have just embraced in the past two years, thanks to several mentors in many professions. I never want to hear these words EVER directed at me by someone who says they care about me in any way: slut, whore, cunt, bitch, fuck hole. These are words invented to cut a strong woman to the core. I don't want to see anyone torn down. I dedicate my life to serving my fellow human, and building people up. It goes through my heart and injures me worse than any scarf could. It may be a product of conditioning, but I need a man who has broken the cycle of mysoginy, still enjoys the kinks, and can have a conversation with me as an equal. I am sapiosexual. And spanking is a dislike. I'm not a little girl, I'm a woman. I may tremble, it doesn't mean I'm weak, or a "bottom." I don't know if there's anyone out there to free me. Feeling sad, tired, humiliated right now, and that's ok. It's my understanding of myself, and is starting to wash over me a bit better than in the past. I am just going to stay here a moment in this feeling, and then titrate to, if not happiness, meditative reflection without fear. I am learning.

Another reflection that speaks to me: "on a journey towards self actualization... But it won't ever be complete." A negative shadow that speaks to me: "If I'm a bitch or a whore, I'm going to own it, I'm going to take it." .. "Why do men kill the strong, and women kill the weak." ... "You can never be too strong as a woman, or nobody will love you." I have this fantasy of you stroking yourself, imagining how you will manifest these shadows and teach me. Planning, watching. I just wish I knew more about you. You are still a mystery to me. I am an open book. Putting aside my fear to make this journey scares me, though, I am shaking right now, half of my soul in your bed surrendering, half wanting to run or fight you, Hanging my head in shame, on my knees in front of my teacher, in tears, waiting, waiting. But you lift my chin to see your erect shaft, veins pulsating. There is no smile, but concern, no shame. You gently wipe a tear from my cheek. You guide my head to your answer. I take you deeply in my throat. Your grip tightens on my hair as you pump deeply, slowly, into my throat, being careful not to gag me. My pussy flushes with tingles. You push deeper than I ever thought I could take a man in. You stop short of cumming and guide my shaking legs to standing. You push me against the wall, pinning me. But the look in your eyes is not hateful. It is lustful Our chat just a month before: I wanna french kiss your lips.... while rubbing your pussy make you cum then lick your cum of my fingers right in front of your eyes j Yes before I pull you from your hair to go down on my shaft and ballsand get me ready to invade your pussy j Mmm you look at my face to see how I enjoy your lips and tongue around my cock you licking my balls then I hold you up... french kiss you again and turn you around and bend you on bed and go deep inside you from behind while pulling your hair and spaning your ass make you feel soooo helpless have no choice but to take it very deep hummmm and you feel you lost control yet feel very safe... over-powered yet trusting... curious as to what will happen to you next how you will be used next j Because you are slow when you slide into my ass, I open to you, beg you to go deeper, and you oblige as much to please me as yourself. gentle and slow j I can't wait you feel your tight ass are forced open to accommodate my thick dark shaft you feel the veins in my cock expanding in your tight ass ...imagining that you do actually daydream about me. I hope it's true. No one has ever taken the time to make love to my soul, without judging, pushing away, or twisting it to break/hurt/destroy, instead of mold, shape, hold, contain me.

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