Looking for an intelligent, patient, dominant man for...everything.
Vanilla dating/relationships are odd to me. The dance of dropping hints at dinner, then hopefully getting to the point where I confess that I may beg him for an orgasm, a “real” spanking, etc. All culminating in a look of confusion and a stammered “...but I respect you as a woman. I would never hurt you like that.” As if my request for a spanking at the end of the bed would somehow devalue me in his mind. He’s too simple. It’s not like I asked for an over-the-knee spanking with various household objects. Too vanilla. Simple and vanilla.
And then this slow, tedious process begins again. I’d rather advertise up front that although I’m outwardly vanilla, I want to be dominated. Controlled. Quivering, eager, waiting to be told how to please you. Maybe you’ll bring me to tears tonight. Kiss them off of my cheeks. Controlled, senses heightened, trained for your pleasure. Pleasing to you. Obedient?
Out for dinner and a movie: you are gentlemanly, opening doors and ensuring I’m comfortable. Meanwhile I have no idea you have my favorite butt plug in your coat pocket. A lovely surprise presented during the coming attractions. You know I love the previews, so you wink at me, kiss me on the nose, and send me off to the ladies’ room.
Adjustments may be made due to the current coronapocalypse.
No identifying photos on here for general life reasons, but that can be arranged if you message me. Please do so.
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