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Tick tock, tick tock,tick tock.
When I was young I had an unusual interest in the little girls, I couldn’t quite understand it, hell I didn’t understand it at all, I didn’t even think it was unusual at the time.
But I preferred the company of a girl to that of other boys. I read what then passed for adult mens magazines and especially the stories of the louts that mistreated women, such men were roundly condemed and in the end got what was coming to them. In thes magazine stories mention was made to a De Sade so I acquired some of his books and WOW, that was way cool but of course in the real world such things never happened.
We skip ahead to my army days and ft benning where I was waiting to go to Viet Nam I was in town in line and one woman was telling her friend about this book “The Story of O”, I was all ears but pretended not to be. I immediately went in search of this book and found it that very same day and spent a lot of time in a toilet stall reading it, well most of the time reading.
Just before I got out of the army I married my highschool heart throb, which proved disastrous the first time I tried to fuck her in the ass she freaked out, that was way too much kink for her.
After the divorce bummed around for a few years and finally wound up in baltimore maryland when one day in a local weekly I saw an ad for a group in Dc called PEP, people exchanging power, which excited me to say the least I called the number that day and the woman gave me the basic information and told where and when the next meeting was, needless to say I was early.
PEP was my first exposure to the “SCENE” I was awe struck and it was all I could do to keep my mouth shut and not drool, there really were others. But after a few months I didn’t feel it was where I was supposed to be but didn’t know why. About a year later I met my first sub in a gas station where she worked, we immediately took an interest in each other, I just had this feeling about her and one day out of the blue she asked me if I was a “dominant male” I wasted no time in saying yes, it must have been instinctive for her to ask because she had no idea about anything, I was her first introduction to D/s. that lasted a couple years and I have to take all the blame for the disaster because I didn’t fucking know what I was doing, for a man this isn’t instinctive. If I had known what I was doing we might still be together. PEP changed it’s name to the Black Rose and I served a year on the board of coordinators as they were called and after awhile sorta lost interest in the organized scene and dropped out of regular attendance.
Sense then till some years ago when I got on this and other sites catering to the bdsm crowd I had a few more failed relationships, hey for a guy getting his shit together this isn’t easy.
During all those years I can count on my fingers the number of women that really attracted me at the gut level, I guess my desires are so narrowly focused there are few for me to choose from. In the last few years there have been a few I I wanted to get to know better, but it seems age was a biggie for them. Now the clock has gone tick tock, tick tock, tick tock marking the passing years. The age difference is still there but the time is gone forever and instead of hearing the voice of the man that could have owned them all they hear is tick tock, tick tock, tick tock.
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all around nice guy and creative misogynist
i'm not very skilled so i just hit harder
i want a woman to make into the woman she never wanted to become
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