Long Time No Skype
I've really missed him too.
"The most powerful sexual organ in the body is our brain, open your mind and allow your fantasies free reign, mutual pleasure between consenting adults is a wonderful thing."
DanesWood
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Well as things didn't work out with the last Dom I met I continue my search. At the moment I'm talking to a very interesting Dom who currently lives in France but intends to return to the UK early next year.
We tick a lot of boxes for each other and of course it's very early days yet but there is a glimmer of hope.
He enjoys controlling and he's also heavily into body modifications, specifically piercings. That's fine by me.
I've been given a choice of D/s or M/s as the dynamic and he'll tailor his control accordingly, but I'm of the opinion that things would develop naturally if we were spending time together anyway.
He's also given me a list of requirements. Now it's not hard and fast, more a sketch of what his ideal would be and he accepts we live in the real world, not some fantasy. He's asked me to study it carefully and re-write it detailing my choices. Once negotiations are completed he would not permit me to change my mind on any of the limits agreed unless there was an exceptionally good reason.
This is a very different approach to any other I've experienced, of course I appreciate that much of it is by necessity as we're currently unable to meet, so everything is hypothetical anyway.
I've learned through my years online that it doesn't matter how well you get on over the internet, things can be very different when together physically.
I'm keeping an open mind, but at the same time I can see a faint glimmer at the end of a very long tunnel and I am at least prepared to see what happens.
Until we meet I'll still be talking to others and even possibly playing with others, but casual play isn't really for me anyway.
"The most powerful sexual organ in the body is our brain, open your mind and allow your fantasies free reign, mutual pleasure between consenting adults is a wonderful thing."
DanesWood
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I know lots of people and when I do go anywhere I'm quite often the one laughing loudest and cracking jokes, flirting like there's no tomorrow and knowing that flirting is all it is.
I miss belonging to someone, but not just anyone will do.
I've been told to relax, go with the flow. That my ideas on D/s are too rigid and I should just have kinky fun and see what it leads to. I can't do that, it's just not me. I've played with Doms never intending for it to be more than the 1 session, or maybe an occasional thing, but that isn't satisfying at all. I'm just not a bottom, that side of me is submissive.
On a different note, travelling back from a few days away with my ex sub and his wife, I stopped off to meet a guy who works for the same company. Just for a drink as I was passing through his area.
We talked and laughed and several times he told me he was looking for a girlfriend. I was careful not to give him any encouragement as he just wasn't my type. I could tell :-)
Eventually we got around to discussing D/s, he'd poked and prodded me enough that I decided to tell him about my lifestyle, or at least a very diluted and brief taste of it.
"Imagine" I said, "that you have a woman restrained on the bed so that you can give her pleasure any way you choose, for as long as you choose. She can't stop you and she can't move away." The look of absolute horror on his face, followed swiftly by one of bewilderment and I realised he probably wouldn't know what to do to a woman in that position.
"ohh no" he replied. "I'm strictly a missionary position man me."
If nothing else at least it confirms for me I could never go back to nilla.
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