BurntKitty
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Joined: 9/7/2010 From: Here To Eternity. Status: offline
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I've always had a thing for pain, paddles, belts & other hurtie things. Prolly as far back as late 1980s when I met my son's sperm donor. Really rough stuff, choking, etc. Fast forward to 2006-ish. Met a guy online (non BDSM site) and after going out to dinner, he announced he was my "dom" and took off his belt and whacked away on my butt for being 15 min late. (My son needed a ride to a middle school graduation party, his ride couldn't make it. My son is #1 in my life, btw.) "Dimdom" gave me 1 whack for each minute I was late, and asked if I had anything to say to him afterwards. I replied: "I thought your name was Dave, but cool, Dom it is. How did you know I'm into s/m?" I'd never heard of d/s previously. He felt I should be shared, and sprung that on me at a party one night. (I walked out.) Shortly after that, I met another so-called dumbinant via B.com, and after 3 months of IM, emails & phone calls, we met & played & had a grand weekend. He strung me along for close to 3 years with promises of a life together, and all the nasty things he was going to do. Except this "widower" forgot to tell his wife. I finally Googled him after one too many cancellations of flights for me to visit. Present day (yay!) - d/s is not for me. Not simply because of the experiences, but because I'm not the service or submissive type. I'm me. A snarky sadomasochist who will top or bottom at dungeons, but love love love the wicked things my sadistic fucker does to me in private. We're currently Chicago - So Fla, but that will be changing real soon.
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