carlsberg24
10-15-2010, 02:32 PM
Hello,
I am currently searching for a woman (preferably aged 20 - 40) who could become first an acquaintance, perhaps a friend, and eventually a play partner in BDSM related activities. Ideally our interactions would not be limited to brief bouts of "scening". I can imagine that a mutually beneficial relationship could develop and involve a lot of vanilla life as well. Given that I am newly single, dating/relationship with the right person is also a possibility.
A brief run-down of who I am could go as follows: 30-ish, caucasian, fit, financially well off, college educated, laid back but fun to talk to, curious about the world, rational, compassionate.
I've become seriously interested in BDSM several years ago mainly through the wonders of our good friend the Internet, however even since early childhood I found it exhilarating whenever I came about a damsel-in-distress scene in a movie I've watched or a book I've read.
These days, following some careful experimentation with former girlfriends in the past few years, I feel that I am ready to make a stronger effort towards expanding my experience and having a great time while doing it.
Essentially I am looking for a like-minded female who feels a desire to be in a submissive, borderline slave, role. It is hard to put into words the exact nature of what I am seeking and keeping it below essay length at the same time, so perhaps it will be easiest to describe via a short vignette portraying a typical day several months into our relationship.
"The sunshine encroached through the window around 7am and she stirred once the first bright rays invaded her closed eyes. Her consciousness fought its way through the haze of REM sleep like a deep water diver aiming for the surface. Once awakened, she enjoyed the sensation of a warm comfortable bed and indulged in the fact that it was Saturday morning and no pressing matters required her immediate attention.
He was still sleeping, face towards the pillow and his hair a mess, the restful sleep of a contended man. She smiled at the corners of her lips, recalling the gentle sex they've had the prior evening. It followed a nice candle-lit dinner and a couple glasses of wine that put them in the right mood. He didn't restrain her for sex like he frequently did since it was one of those times where it just felt right to do things the vanilla way.
Neither was she tied up now as he seldom made her sleep while bound, barring perhaps innocuous leather handcuffs or leg shackles that still provided enough mobility and comfort for a good night's sleep.
She was looking forward to the day, imagining what it would be like. A nice morning stroll through the neighborhood would probably kick it off, coupled with some jogging to burn off some pesky calories. She expected that they would shower together afterwards as they often did. It gave him great pleasure to run his hands around her naked body, warm and wet from the stream of water.
Then she would make breakfast for both of them making sure to strike provocative poses whenever possible. She knew that little things like that excited him greatly even though he tried to conceal it.
Sometimes, if the mood was right, some playtime would commence. It varied in length in intensity. Often it was simple. He would, for example, place handcuffs around her wrists and make her stay in them for several hours. Other times, the play was more involved and he tied her up quite strenuously, taking advantage of her vulnerable position. Some discipline training often took place at some point throughout the day where she practiced acceptable positions and gestures. Even though she was his submissive, they always conversed as equals about everything that didn't directly relate to "play" activities and she knew that he valued her for both her mind and body.
The afternoon typically involved running some errands and dealing with the mundane aspects of life, but the evening was almost always a treat. They generally dined out and sometimes roamed the town in search of some exciting nightlife, before retiring to their abode where they could always count on terrific entertainment. They could count on each other."
I wrote the above at the spur of the moment, but I hope it conveys the gist of my views on BDSM and how it relates to relationships. As you can no doubt see I am not into anything too extreme so if you think we could be compatible, then give me a shout out via PM.
Regards,
carlsberg24
I am currently searching for a woman (preferably aged 20 - 40) who could become first an acquaintance, perhaps a friend, and eventually a play partner in BDSM related activities. Ideally our interactions would not be limited to brief bouts of "scening". I can imagine that a mutually beneficial relationship could develop and involve a lot of vanilla life as well. Given that I am newly single, dating/relationship with the right person is also a possibility.
A brief run-down of who I am could go as follows: 30-ish, caucasian, fit, financially well off, college educated, laid back but fun to talk to, curious about the world, rational, compassionate.
I've become seriously interested in BDSM several years ago mainly through the wonders of our good friend the Internet, however even since early childhood I found it exhilarating whenever I came about a damsel-in-distress scene in a movie I've watched or a book I've read.
These days, following some careful experimentation with former girlfriends in the past few years, I feel that I am ready to make a stronger effort towards expanding my experience and having a great time while doing it.
Essentially I am looking for a like-minded female who feels a desire to be in a submissive, borderline slave, role. It is hard to put into words the exact nature of what I am seeking and keeping it below essay length at the same time, so perhaps it will be easiest to describe via a short vignette portraying a typical day several months into our relationship.
"The sunshine encroached through the window around 7am and she stirred once the first bright rays invaded her closed eyes. Her consciousness fought its way through the haze of REM sleep like a deep water diver aiming for the surface. Once awakened, she enjoyed the sensation of a warm comfortable bed and indulged in the fact that it was Saturday morning and no pressing matters required her immediate attention.
He was still sleeping, face towards the pillow and his hair a mess, the restful sleep of a contended man. She smiled at the corners of her lips, recalling the gentle sex they've had the prior evening. It followed a nice candle-lit dinner and a couple glasses of wine that put them in the right mood. He didn't restrain her for sex like he frequently did since it was one of those times where it just felt right to do things the vanilla way.
Neither was she tied up now as he seldom made her sleep while bound, barring perhaps innocuous leather handcuffs or leg shackles that still provided enough mobility and comfort for a good night's sleep.
She was looking forward to the day, imagining what it would be like. A nice morning stroll through the neighborhood would probably kick it off, coupled with some jogging to burn off some pesky calories. She expected that they would shower together afterwards as they often did. It gave him great pleasure to run his hands around her naked body, warm and wet from the stream of water.
Then she would make breakfast for both of them making sure to strike provocative poses whenever possible. She knew that little things like that excited him greatly even though he tried to conceal it.
Sometimes, if the mood was right, some playtime would commence. It varied in length in intensity. Often it was simple. He would, for example, place handcuffs around her wrists and make her stay in them for several hours. Other times, the play was more involved and he tied her up quite strenuously, taking advantage of her vulnerable position. Some discipline training often took place at some point throughout the day where she practiced acceptable positions and gestures. Even though she was his submissive, they always conversed as equals about everything that didn't directly relate to "play" activities and she knew that he valued her for both her mind and body.
The afternoon typically involved running some errands and dealing with the mundane aspects of life, but the evening was almost always a treat. They generally dined out and sometimes roamed the town in search of some exciting nightlife, before retiring to their abode where they could always count on terrific entertainment. They could count on each other."
I wrote the above at the spur of the moment, but I hope it conveys the gist of my views on BDSM and how it relates to relationships. As you can no doubt see I am not into anything too extreme so if you think we could be compatible, then give me a shout out via PM.
Regards,
carlsberg24