poise -> RE: Meeting a Domme (4/9/2011 8:17:24 PM)
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ORIGINAL: wulfenstraat When I'm interested in a woman (specifically at that moment when we first meet, when we exchange a polite handshake and maybe a peck on the cheek), I find the fastest way to get my hand on your cunt. This is always done in public, and you may prefer not to make a scene. But I'm prepared if you do. Usually, when I touch a woman there, that spot where her hand normally resides, a normal woman is shocked to astonishment. Isolated by what has happened to her, she's even more embarrassed. Worse, she knows she's been violated--out in public, without anyone offended, no one perturbed, not even anyone noticing. And, maybe, no one has. So...you can make a scene. Or, you can follow close behind me, able at every turn to go your own way or to follow me to mine. And, as you follow, hateful step after every hateful pull on the bridle of your anger and frustration, you know that I know you. I know you down every perversion of you...though you know nothing about me. At that point, when you realize that, I have you in the palm of my hand. Dance for me! I can well imagine that, like myself, there are many women out there that have fantasized about a scenario such as this. However, only if this first meeting was after some extensive time spent getting to know each other through some other medium such as phone or chat. To have a complete stranger walk up to me and grope me would force me to go Royce Gracie on his ass. Here's a very fitting song for you to enjoy while playing this scene out in your head.
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