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I am a well educated? and very open minded submissive woman with a wicked sense of humor.? I enjoy the company of stimulating people and engaging conversation. I am a walking dichotomy..my musical tastes range from Bach and Handel to Queen Latifah and the Black Eyed Peas.? I love wandering the museums?at University Circle?and then taking in an Indians game at the ballpark.? I am a professional woman, recently?retired and I also own a small family business.?
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I have been involved in BDSM and D/s for approximately?10 years and have served both dominant men and women.? I currently seek a male of the same intellectual level and ability as myself; someone strong, educated and worldly. His strength will be natural, not a ritualistic affectation, and he will be quite comfortable with me as an equal partner. I seek a partnership, not to be an inferior to him. I will defer to his strengths as he will defer to mine, a compliment in my submission to his strength of character and dominant nature. Strong people understand the importance of compromise. ? My submission is the way I choose to express my sexuality and my feelings, but it is important to note that for me, humiliation and degradation are completely unacceptable. I am a sexual being.? I enjoy sex and am incredibly passionate.? I am looking for a real relationship with a base in D/s.? For me, D/s and sex are intimately intertwined and inseparable.? It is a part of my everyday life and I want a man that will share not only my life but the deep seated dark desires that inhabit my sexual and fantasy life.
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?I am tall, thick and have long, shapely legs.? I am easily over 6' tall in heels, when I wear them.? I have?shoulder length?red hair and green eyes and I am told a sweet smile.? My body is soft and full.? I will not post a face photo due to my profession.? I appreciate discretion in that area and am respectful of its need in return.
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While I am respectful of all, I will not tolerate emails that are disrespectful or critical of the choices that I have chosen to make public in this profile. I will give respect to all that give it to me, and soundly reject and ignore those who do not.? Please give me the respect to communicate with me in complete sentences and thoughts.? Please give me the respect to address me in a courteous manner. I am a submissive but will not tolerate being addressed in a derogatory manner.?
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11/28/2009 2:02:21 PM
The Apartment

She had only been living in the apartment for about 2 weeks. There was only one other key and it was in the possession of Him. He had been there when she moved into the apartment and had installed the eye bolts in the archway, fitted to her height. She had used them to decorate the archway with a valance of vines and flowers, so that it looked like the bolts had a different purpose. She and Master knew better.

He had arranged for the delivery of the heavy oak 4 poster bed. There were 4 eye bolts hidden within the frame of the bed also. She had found them when she made the bed up the first night. She had slept alone that night, dreaming of their use. Each night she had come home from work, listened to the answering machine messages, showered and spent the evening naked and ready for his use,as she had been instructed.

She cooked dinner naked, worked on her computer naked, watched television naked and read naked. All at her Master's direction. She didn't have many visitors and on this particular night she was beginning to feel a bit lonely. She decided to go to bed early and after turning out the lights and reading a little fell into a dreamless sleep. Not long after, she was startled away by an unfamiliar noise. Her heart beat wildly.  It was the sound of a key turning in the lock on the door to her apartment. There was only one person that it could be. Her heart beat quikened and she felt herself growing wet. What should she do? Should she jump out of bed and run to him, throwing her arms around him like a lover or wait until she was summoned to him? She decide to leave her bed, switched on the bedside lamp and turning down the covers on the bed, quickly knelt on the floor.

She could feel the vibration of his stride on the wooden floor. Her heart rate and desire, increasing with each one of his steps. The bedroom door was closed. That was a major mistake. There were never to be closed doors, she belonged to him and she was never to be shut off to him. Always available, always accessible and never knowing privacy. She heard him pause at the bedroom door. Slowly the knob turned and she felt him before she actually saw him. He entered the room and immediately grabbed her by the hair. "This door is never to be closed to me, I thought that was something that was understood." "Yes Master, my apologies. It was only closed, not to you in particular." "It is to be open at all times, not only to me, but to whomever I may send with my key. Is that understood?" "It is understood Master."

One step backwards and she knew what was expected of her. As she undressed her Master she stole little kisses and tastes of his body and he allowed it. She came to his cock and it was hard not to take the thing that she desired into her mouth. "Offer yourself" was the direction given and she was quickly up on the bed, kneeling on all fours as her Master came up behind her and impaled her hard and quick, taking her breath away. His thrusts were hard and primal. He wrapped a hand in her hair and pulled her head back, making her tits jut out in front of her and her back sink. She felt him deep with in her and her desire for the force of his seed was intense. She moved her hips in harmony with his thrusts, pushing back to meet him hip to hip, the sounds of a sloshy wet cunt filling the small apartment, the musky scent of her desire filling the air.

As her Master grabbed her left nipple and twisted she came as he emptied himself inside her, pushed her head down onto the bed and began to slap her ass with his hands, beating out a rhythm on her. He withdrew from inside her and as she collapsed on the bed she felt her ankles being pulled apart and the leather cuffs being buckled around them. She heard the click of the clips on the eye bolts and knew that the wrists would be next as she offered them to her Master. She was laying on her stomach in the heavy oak bed, spread eagle. She screamed loudly into the pillow as the leather flogger stung the flesh of her back and inside, she smiled happily.

11/5/2009 9:39:17 PM
Discovery..........

She had always been smart, too smart for her own good her grandmother had warned her. No man wants to be outshined by his girlfriend or wife. She always kissed her grandmother on the cheek and told her not to worry, she didn't need a man to be a complete person, the bravado of youth in her heart. She had made her way in life, a respectable career, close friends, family, but something was always missing. Something in her was left undone. She didn't realize it until one evening when she was having a conversation with a man online. He began to ask her a series of very sexually explicit questions. This wasn't unusual, especially for people chatting online and she played along, always answering honestly, while protecting her anonimity. He began to tell her things about herself, that she enjoyed, things that she had never admitted to anyone and had barely admitted to herself . The fantasies that she played out in her mind each night. The naked slaves lined up and the punishments passed upon them feuled her fantasies and allowed her sleep. This man knew them. How could he know them? Frightened she asked him....how do you know these things about me? His reply..."I strongly suspect that you are submissive."

Cautiously, she asked him what was meant by that...submissive. His reply struck her, she felt the pull of it from the very core of her being and she knew, instinctively that she was this....she was submissive. It was as much a part of her as the blood that ran in her body. She began to explore this new found part of her and reveled in the discoveries she made. She had never been good at "relationships". They were confusing and her need was always so great. She craved order and balance that she was unable to find in those relationships and as she began to interact with those who would balance her submission, she found that order, that natural ability to anticipate a need and meet it. Instinctively, she knew how to give her submission to a dominant and in turn was rewarded with a wealth of experiences that have made her life a wonder.....She took a deep breath as she exited the car. This was always the most dangerous part, walking into a public place, meeting a man that you may consent to allow you to use.  The process of  having a "normal" conversation. She was comfortable in her role as a submissive. She adored serving a man and pleasing him and when she allowed her instincts to come forward she felt completed in that situation,  Holding a "normal" conversation with a man was a dangerous proposition for her, bringing up all the uneasiness of a typical relationship. She took a deep breath and remembered....every journey has to begin by taking the first step.

10/17/2009 12:22:16 PM
As the weather turns colder......

She had been seeing him for a few months, mostly meeting in parks and parking lots. It was winter and snowy and cold. Walks in the park were often accompanied by hot chocolate and conversation due to the cold. Today the weather had turned and it was a bit warmer and the sun had been shining putting everyone in a good mood. She was surprised by his phone call to meet her at the park at 5pm. As she pulled into the park and found a place to pull over, she felt that this time together would be as different as the day.

She unlocked her doors and removed her bra as she had been taught to do. She closed her eyes, leaned back and waited for his arrival. The side door to her mini van slid open and she could smell his aroma. She took in the smell through her nostrils and immediately became wet. "Come with me...we are going for a walk tonight."

When she left the car, she immediately regretted not having her boots as he began to tromp off of the pathways through the snow. She couldn't really see anymore since the sun had gone down and she was finding it hard to follow him. He grabbed her and pushed her up against a tree, placing his hand between her legs. Her sharp intake of breath betrayed her. He reached up and grabbed her by the hair, forcing her to her knees. She knew what was expected. She reached up and unbuttoned his tan wool overcoat, unzipped his slacks and freed his hard cock from the briefs that held them. He was hard and sticking straight out away from his body, waiting for her warm mouth. She opened it and swallowed him whole. She took him into her mouth and he, using his grip on her hair, moved her head back and forth to fuck her mouth. The contrast was delicious. Kneeling in the icy cold snow, his warm wool coat wrapped around her head. The freedom of her hands by her side and the control he had taken by wrapping her hair in his hands. He pulled her tight into him and released his hot cum into her mouth, she swallowed as quickly as she could, lest she allow any of it to leave her mouth. He lifted her to her feet with her hair and opened her coat exposing her bare breasts. He shoved her into the rough bark of the tree. He then reached around her waist and unzipped her trousers, putting his cold hand inside her panties. She was wet as he knew she would be. Kissing the back of her neck he played with her clit until she could stand it no longer...."Please may I cum for you?" "Yes, you may cum. Come for me now." The spasms were wonderful and as she melted back into him he shoved her bare breasts into the bark of the tree. "You are a slut. I will call you when you are to serve me again."


10/15/2009 6:58:14 PM
Another little fantasy.........

They were on their way home from a wonderful afternoon in the park...a picnic lunch in a secluded spot where her Master was able to touch and use her for his pleasure. The sun was warm and both of them craved the coolness of the air-conditioned car.

As she entered the car she raised her skirt to place her bare bottom on the seat, as she had been taught to do. The warmth of the seat added to the warmth on her bare bottom that had been properly spanked. Her Master nodded with approval and reached over and stroked her between her legs, causing a spasm deep inside her. She settled in for the drive home as Master started the car.

They had driven for a little bit when Master pulled the car off to the side of the road. She opened her eyes sleepily. "There is something wrong with the car. I have to call a tow truck. Stay in the car" "Yes, Master" She leaned back and dozed, the warm sun coming through the window of the car. The tow truck arrived quickly and following a brief conversation between her Master and the tow truck driver, Master returned to the car. "Go get in the tow truck and make sure you sit properly" She climbed up into the tow truck and sat to one side of the gear shift coming from the floor with her skirt raised .

She leaned back in the seat, enjoying the pressure of the nipple clamps and remembering the feeling of her Master's hands on her body. Master entered the cab of the tow truck and slapped her thigh. "I told you to sit properly" Then it occured to her, she was to straddle the gear shift, and she lifted her leg over it. Master leaned over and whispered "Much better" as he tied something to the gear shift. "Slide up, and take this into your cunt, slut" She slid up to the gear shift and felt the push of a dildo entering her. "You will keep it in your cunt, slut." "Yes, Master"

The tow truck driver finished loading the car onto the flat bed and climbed into the cab of the truck. He was greeted by the sight of her laying down on the seat with her skirt up around her waist and a dildo strapped to his gear shaft up into her cunt. "This will be an interesting drive" Master reached down and gave her nipple a pinch. "You may touch her as you like, she is at your disposal, per my instruction. Slowly, the tow truck driver moved his hand towards her breasts, she raised them to meet his hand and the grease from hands smeared across her white summer shirt as he fondled one and then the other.

The truck started and the gear shift moved with the drivers hand. Her hips moved with it keeping the dildo inside her cunt. Each time the gear shift moved in and out, back and forth, she moved with it, squirming to keep it inside her. She soon became excited and was dripping wet. Her hips riding the dildo and making her wanting to cum. Her Master knew her and bent down and whispered to her..."Don't cum, not yet". He unbottoned her blouse exposing her breasts bent down and suckled from the right and then the left, while her hips moved with the gear shift again., increasing her need to cum. The tow truck driver reached down and grabbed her bare breast with his greasy hands, caressing them and pulling on the nipples.. The driver pulled over to the side of the road and as he put the truck into park, the dildo was shoved all the way up into her. With the command from her Master to cum, she let loose and released all that had been building inside her for the entire ride.

The tow truck driver straddled her face and unzipped his pants and let his cock spring forward towards her face. She heard her Master's voice..."Feed slut" She opened her mouth and took the cock into it. He moaned with the pleasure of having his cock inside her warm mouth and felt the pressure of her tongue as she sucked. He grabbed her by the hair and pushed himself inside her, fucking her mouth. "Fuck wench" she heard her Master's command and began to move against the dildo, raising her hips to take it in deeper and deeper. She was fucking the gear shaft dildo as hard as the driver was fucking her face. Her face was buryed into the tow truck driver's pubic hair and her mouth filled with his cock as her nostrils filled with the smell of sweat and grease. She felt the spasm that meant he was about to cum and took him deeper into her throat. "Cum now bitch, cum for me, release....give it all to me" commanded her Master as she came soaking the dildo and screaming as the cum filled her mouth and throat.  She heard her Master's voice telling her to swallow.

The driver petted her head as he released her from his grasp and got out of the truck, his cock passing over her face.

She looked deep into her Master's eyes, waiting for the answer that she craved.  "Master, I have cum for you. Do I please you?"

"Yes, very much." he said, as he kissed her forhead. She closed her eyes and felt the comfortable touch of his lips on her flesh soothe her whole body.

The car was unloaded from the flatbed and she and Master got back in the car, his hand resting comfotably on her bare thigh.  Master started the car and drove home without any problem.

10/12/2009 8:33:36 PM
More insight.............

A Walk to Remember

The sun was warm but the air was cold as she pulled into the parking lot of the park. This early in the spring still deserted by the public. There sat one lone vehicle, that she recognized immediately. She pulled in along side the vehicle and got out as her Master greeted her. He was changing his dress shoes for hiking boots. "Did you bring other shoes? No? I guess those will do then." He opened the side door of her mini van and instructed her to sit. Her hand instinctively went to lift her skirt as she realized that she had been given permission to wear jeans this time. Master instructed her to remove her jacket and as he lifted her shirt, her cheeks reddened at her lapse in decorum. She was never to wear a bra in his presence and she had forgotten to pull over and remove it. The rapid slaps she felt on her breasts were accented by the cold air and her nipples were hard and erect with the combination. "I am sorry, Master", she whispered as she removed it. Immediately the metal nipple clamps were applied and tugged on to be sure they were tight enough. A slow steady pull on the chain that connected them brought her to her feet as Master pulled her shirt down over to cover....and she put on her jacket. She followed Master through the deserted lot towards a small building with a large pond. They followed a path and soon entered a heavily wooded area. Master was walking briskly as he navigated the ground easily, she struggling to keep up....shivering cold. The bite of the cold metal on her nipples accented with each step. As they progressed into the wooded area Master slowed and took her by the hand. He slowed his pace and allowed her to walk beside him. As they walked, he spoke of the ways that he would use her, plans that he had for her and she listened. They approached a bench and sat to rest as Master unzipped her jacket and lifted her shirt to pull on the ice cold metal chain and admire her firm erect nipples. He tugged on the chain and sent a painful spasm through her, making her immediately wet. "What do you want slut?" The question was rhetorical of course as Master opened his slacks and released his hard cock..."Feed wench" She immediately went to her knees between his legs, taking his thick hard cock into her mouth. She rubbed her hands together to warm them, lest she touch her Master with cold hands. She caressed his cock at the base as she maintained him in her mouth. With her other hand she stroked his balls lightly through his slacks. Master petted her head, "Good girl, that's right...take it all the way in...excellent" She felt her Master lean back against the bench and she began to use her tongue to tease him to an even harder state. Her warm mouth in sharp contrast to the chill in the air. Master lifted his hips as he pushed her head down forcing her to take him completely while shutting off her ability to breathe. "You are mine, slut. I decide if you breathe. Do you give yourself to me that completely?" She lifted her eyes to meet his and she ever so slightly nodded her head as Master filled her mouth and throat with his gift. She swallowed fully as she had been taught and laying her head in her Master's lap, licked her lips and softly thanked him. One sharp pull on the chain, as she stifled a painful cry and she was on her feet. As they finished the path and emerged on the other side of the building she realized that she had lost track of time while they were walking. They walked over to Master's car and he opened the door for her. Inside, there were two cups of hot chocolate waiting for them. She sat on the seat as Master went to the driver's side and slid in beside her. He handed her a cup of the cocoa and started the car, engaging the heat. As she warmed the pain on her nipples became more and more intense. Master reached over and pulled on the chain through her shirt. " Lift your shirt, it is time for those to come off." She complied as Master reached over and released the first clamp. Her scream was loud and filled with pain as the clamp came off and the blood flowed into the engorged nipple freely. Her hips coming off of the seat and her head thrown back in agony. Master immediately placed his warm mouth over the nipple and soothed it with his tongue and she became even more wet. When he went to reach for the other clamp she was wild with desire, craving the hard pounding with her Master's cock. She was ready for the wild sensation followed by the soothing mouth of her Master. This time Master grabbed her between the legs and squeezed as her released the clamp and she felt herself cum immediately. "Master, I have cum for you. Do I please you?"

Yes my fuck mouth wench, you please me very much.

10/11/2009 10:02:16 PM

Another little story.........

Shopping


She had been alone for almost 6 months now. Her Master had released her through an email without any explaination and she had been devestated. At least now she could think of him without crying. She decided to go shopping for some new clothes and some low heels. The local shopping area was new and the weather was beautiful, with bright sunshine and a light breeze. She had just begun her shopping walking from the parking area to the first store. The early morning hour left the sidewalks free of people. She walked past the store deciding to get a cup of coffee. She noticed the white delivery van moving slowly coming up behind her and passing her up. She went into the coffee shop and ordered her coffee looking at the pastries in the case tempting her. She got her coffee to go, deciding to enjoy it outside. She walked slowly along the sidewalk, window shopping and admiring the displays and the new spring colors.
Behind her she heard the van door slid open and payed no attention to it. Her started scream stopped by the hand covering her mouth, the hot coffee dropping to the ground as strong hands pulled her backwards. She tried to kick and scream but the hands held her tight. She was dragged toward the van and her mind screamed that this was not happening to her. As soon as she heard that van door slide closed her world went black. Something had been placed over her head and tightened around her neck. Her clothes were being removed and she felt the rough texture of the rubber matting from the floor of the van on her ass. She felt her arms and legs being spread as the van began to move. Tears were streaming down her cheeks. She was left alone with no hands or human contact at all. The floor grew warm against her back and ass. The van turned and drove for what seemed like forever. It stopped and she heard the door slid open again. She began to beg for her life, asking her captors not to hurt her when she heard a familiar voice. "You will not be hurt, anymore than you want to be." She knew that voice, but in her disorientation could not place it. She heard the front doors of the van close and the voice "Good work, give me some time here, go get a coffe or something and then come back." She didn't feel afraid anymore. There was something about the voice that soothed her and made her wet. It grew quiet as the van door slid closed and she felt hands on her thighs. She couldn't help but grow excited at the touch. The hands moved slowly up her thighs to her pussy. She knew she was wet, very wet. Anytime she was put in restraints she automatically grew wet. The fingers found her clit and felt her wetness. "You are a slut, aren't you? You don't even know what is happening to you and yet you grow wet and want to be fucked." he laughed. "You will get what what you want." She heard a zipper being unzipped and felt his hands on her breasts. She lifted her hips to accept his cock and he rammed it forcefully into her hot wet cunt. She moved her hips taking his cock in deep and he pounded her hard, squeezing her tits and biting her nipples as he fucked her. The floor of the van was unforgiving as he pounded her over and over, jamming her into the rubber matting of the van. Out of habit, she asked if she could cum and was denied. She concentrated, focused on controling herself as her Master had taught her. The fucking became more frantic and forceful as he yelled at her to cum..."Cum now for me, total release for me". The waves enveloped her as she felt him explode inside her and felt his teeth sink into her shoulder. "I have cum for you. Do I please you?" she said from habit more than a desire to know if she had pleased this man. Her Master had always answered that question with "Very much so." She wondered what this man's answer would be. Softly, into her ear, he whsipered, "Very much so." and then kissed her cheek. She heard the van door slide open again and felt the cool air wash over her skin, wet with sweat. Then she felt the restraints being taken off of her legs and arms. "Don't move, everything will be alright." she was told. She lay on the floor of the van until she was told to move. "You can get dressed now" Her clothes were hung on a hanger neatly and there was a seat for her to sit on. She dressed quickly and looked curiously at the black curtain that blocked her view of the front of the van. She reached for the curtain. "Don't touch the curtain. Please have a seat and put your seatbelt on." There were no windows in the back portion of the van, so she couldn't see where they were taking her. Soon the van stopped. " You are free to leave now. Please read this when you out of the van." as an envelope was passed through the curtain. She picked up her handbag and slid open the side door of the van. When she exited the van she spotted the dropped cup of coffee on the sidewalk. The door slid closed behind her and she turned to watch the vhite van pull away. She opened the envelope, standing on the sidewalk and read the handwritten note. "Thank you my slave, you are a very good girl and you serve me well. I will always be your Master" She stood on the sidewalk with tears streaming down her face.


10/10/2009 2:06:15 PM
A little story for your entertainment and an insight into me.....


She had only been living in the apartment for about 2 weeks. There was only one other key and it was in the possession of Him. He had been there when she moved into the apartment and had installed the eye bolts in the archway, fitted to her height. She had used them to decorate the archway with a valance of vines and flowers, so that it looked like the bolts had a different purpose. She and Master knew better.

He had arranged for the delivery of the heavy oak 4 poster bed. There were 4 eye bolts hidden within the frame of the bed also. She had found them when she made the bed up the first night. She had slept alone that night, dreaming of their use. Each night she had come home from work, listened to the answering machine messages, showered and spent the evening naked and ready for his use,as she had been instructed.

She cooked dinner naked, worked on her computer naked, watched television naked and read naked. All at her Master's direction. She didn't have many visitors and on this particular night she was beginning to feel a bit lonely. She decided to go to bed early and after turning out the lights and reading a little fell into a dreamless sleep. Soon she was startled away by an unfamiliar noise. It was the sound of a key turning in the lock on the door to her apartment. There was only one person that it could be. Her heart beat fast and she felt herself growing wet. What should she do? Should she jump out of bed and run to him, throwing her arms around him like a lover or wait until she was summoned to him? She decide to leave her bed, switched on the bedside lamp and turning down the covers on the bed, quickly knelt on the floor.

She could feel the vibration of his stride on the wooden floor. Her heart rate increasing with every step. The bedroom door was closed. That was a major mistake. There were never to be closed doors, she belonged to him and she was never to be shut off to him. Always available, always accessible and never knowing privacy. She heard him pause at the bedroom door. Slowly the knob turned and she felt him before she actually saw him. He entered the room and immediately grabbed her by the hair. "This door is never to be closed to me, I thought that was something that was understood." "Yes Master, my apologies. It was only closed, not to you in particular." "It is to be open at all times, not only to me, but to whomever I may send with my key. Is that understood?" "It is understood Master."

One step backwards and she knew what was expected of her. As she undressed her Master she stole little kisses and tastes of his body and he allowed it. She came to his cock and it was hard not to take the thing that she desired into her mouth. "Offer yourself" was the direction given and she was quickly up on the bed, kneeling on all fours as her Master came up behind her and impaled her hard and quick, taking her breath away. His thrusts were hard and primal. He wrapped a hand in her hair and pulled her head back, making her tits jut out in front of her and her back sink. She felt him deep with in her and her desire for the force of his seed was intense. She moved her hips in harmony with his thrusts, pushing back to meet him hip to hip, the sounds of a sloshy wet cunt filling the small apartment, the musky scent of her desire filling the air.

As her Master grabbed her left nipple and twisted she came as he emptied himself inside her, pushed her head down onto the bed and began to slap her ass with his hands, beating out a rhythm on her. He withdrew from inside her and as she collapsed on the bed she felt her ankles being pulled apart and the leather cuffs being buckled around them. She heard the click of the clips on the eye bolts and knew that the wrists would be next as she offered them to her Master. She was laying on her stomach in the heavy oak bed, spread eagle. She screamed loudly into the pillow as the leather flogger stung the flesh of her back and she smiled happily.

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Mistress727
 
 Age: 43
 Lisbon, Ohio