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Dominant male seeking submissive female. Like slender or at least close, not married, and do not have kids or they are grown and off doing their own thing. I like BDSM but not into pain or really messy anything so no scat or blood play. Also I am an ex Army NCO so playing with knives is what people who don't know what they are for do. I don't like having to drag answers out of a woman so if I ask them it is respectful to respond in some way other than asking what I like. I already know what I like, a thin younger sub bent over the table with her hands tied behind her back and me having lots of fun. I am very dominant but I enjoy making a woman orgasm, especially taking all control away from her while doing it. It turns me on and while I absolutely love penetration I like to take my time and play with my woman to really wind her up so when I get going I know I am in control. I also like to leave her tied up with some fun activities to make her orgasm more while I cool down for another round. I don't get off on beating, I do enjoy giving a good spanking and pulling hair and dominating in sex but I find being truly abusive loses the control I so much love to have. I like women younger than me but I don't like the Daddy role. I absolutely would have my sub collared but I don't like the word slave. I have some fairly dark fantasies but I believe in trust because it makes control more powerful so I have no qualms about discussing anything. My fantasy role for a submissive involves you only getting to wear a g string or thong with your pretty collar around my place so I can see those pretty nipple rings and enjoy you whenever I like.

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6/14/2013 12:04:18 AM

The days all seem to pass by in a shadow of confusion. One day slipping into the next like that moment before you open your eyes after a tiring sleep. Sounds and sights and smells all bring back some glimpse of a moment long past. Walking alone in the crowd feeling them brush by but never connecting. I find myself often longing for those moments when your smiling with friends and someone says wouldn't it be great if these moments could last forever.

 

Some would see it as sad knowing so many of these moments I spend alone even with friends. Maybe it is, but the truth is somewhere back there in some moment past something inside of me found everything was pale and hollow like a shadow. But there is always that one thing, that charge of seeing someone that you just want to touch, to please, to excite, to amaze, to own, to become so vulnerable to while being so strong that she desires to have you, and to give herself to you so deeply that like two falcons caught in an aerial tumble that either ends on a connection beyond life or falling shattered upon the earth. Could I even handle a love so strong that it heals and burns all at the same time. It's not a fantasy wrapped in purity or pretenses of perfection. It is a fantasy that there is one person out there in the wild crazy forest of sharp objects that if I never could do one more thing I would wish to spend that last moment being in her life and she being in mine.

 

How can I find the right place to put that though when I have such strange desires in the middle of all of that. I think about making her wear a g string and how sexy it is thinking of she can feel it there and she loves wearing it because she knows it turns me on. I know some of the things I would do to her would hurt and I would be filled with guilt but at the same time if she needed and wanted me to do this to her because it hurt and it healed the part of her that needed me to do these things to her that she could trust me with her deepest secrets and desires because she had mine. The sweet tantalizing dream of not actual perfection of but personal perfection in the connection you have created with someone so right for you that its intoxicating and even threatens to drown but like a ray of light comes down and holds you both up on the knowing your sharing a moment with someone who truly belongs in your life. Would she let me own her knowing that it makes me feel more secure knowing what owning her does for me. Would she know that I know sometimes I must give her pain because it is what she desires and finding sexual consumption between us by doing these things is what I desire.

 

It's so distancing and difficult to have this desire though because, while I welcome the warm reaching out of a woman interested in me and willing to look past the iron hardened outer wall that is me, there always hides a point when I realize while I may be sexually aroused by her if she doesn't belong in that quiet confused sad smiling place deep inside my mind the will to make it more is gone. So I seem to play this game where I want what I cant have and not really interested in what I can have. Sometimes I wonder if maybe I am not a sadist to myself. Not really masochist because I am not really trying to hurt myself but more some part of me seems to enjoy torturing the other part of me. Until the moment of my last breath I will never stop moving forward even if in just my mind but looking back across the years it has been such a long road to have walked with others but always in a sense alone. Never partaking but for a brief glimpse of that moment two people share when they have truly surrendered to each other all secrets. I cannot say love for what would a fool such as I know of such a splendored thing. I am a novice at carnal passion at best so I can only sit and dream.

Dream of her standing before me, long black hair I think, maybe other as dreams are hard to know for a sure thing. Its her slim delicate figure and her eyes that seem to make breathing tough and exhilarating. I see she has put on the white thigh highs with the lace band on and very small white silk thong. She knows it satisfy my desire to have dressed this way and as I reach my hand to her shoulder I feel the edge of a silver collar with a jewel in front that between us means so many things on so many levels. I love her eyes, the look at me as to ask me to please hold her and take and protect her and love her and help her be the sexual creature she has so longed to become for just the right one. I put my hand on her waist and pull her close and smell her and feel her next to me and how delicate she feels and how her hands hold on so tight as if to pass through all of her hopes and desires into me. I know I am dreaming but I never want to wake.

 

I often think maybe I really am crazy and everybody just forgot to let me know.


6/10/2013 12:34:04 AM

She is sitting doggy style on the coffee table and looking deliciously splendid. A ball gag in her mouth, her little lace g string slightly hanging out of her pussy. Her legs are tied together with a vibrator tucked between buzzing away on her clit. Her ankles and hands are bound so that she cannot move from where she is at. The video cameras are pointed so that a view of her face especially to see her eyes and a view of her ass from the side and back will be recorded and pieced together later. She is squirming from the vibrator as it forces her to orgasm again. Now comes the fun of the paddle as I lightly smack some cherry redness into the cheeks of her nice young firm ass. The nipple clamps are in place with small weights hanging on them and they bounce forward and back as she squeals and tries not to move forward. Honestly I don't remember if this was for fun or discipline, it doesn't actually matter because at this point she is getting truly cummed in regardless. Tonight I am leave her like this for several rounds of me putting my long hard cock in her tight ass and then alternating with making her give me a nice blow job until I cum down her throat. The in between playing with different toys to spank her, tickle her, make her feel the red hot of wax, and the sharp sting of electric shock. 

 

I have to admit part of me worries I am going to get too excited and hurt her but the other part of me likes it when she winces from me making her little ass red and then fucking it hard or seeing the look in her eyes as she orgasms again and again even as her little pussy begins showing bright pink and she squirms as the vibrator makes her so sensitive she can barely stand it. My sadistic curiosity has been peaked and I want to push her beyond where she has been before firmly into sub space where all good little kitties belong. 


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NaughtyAshley89
 
 Age: 31
 NorthEast, Texas