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Pretty much the title. Im new the lifestyle and there are several things that i want to be eased into and pegging or any sort of anal play is a hard boundary for me. It feels impossible to find a femdom who doesn’t want to do that and dominant bottom males feel even more rare. Then adding the fact that i’d like to be eased into new things one at a time since i’ve never done them before, im a at a loss of how i can engage with the scene.

Sometimes you need to hurt them until they show proper respect

Solo habran algunos suspiros, porque ya lo tengo contemplado, pero sera que, ¿es necesario?. Yo creo que no mucho, el aire no sera tan necesario hoy para yo hacerte correr y temblar de placer muchas veces.

- Asi quería tenerte, yo se que eres multiorgasmica, y que disfrutas mucho de ese juguete, pero despues de tanto contacto te enloquece.

- No quería que solo fuera masturbacion, toqueteo y ya, la últimas vez casi me haces desmayar pero la vida es larga y tiene revancha, hoy quiero verte sufrir yo.

- Ya jugué mucho con tus tetas, pero se pusieron moradas y no lo disfruto tanto.

-Papel film, Ohhh, Que gran idea!

Solo bastará con cubrir muy bien tu cara con este material y ya puede comenzar el juego.

-Veo de momento que te ahogas muy rápido y es normal, cuanta adrenalina tienes ya en ese cuerpecito.

Yo misma dosificare tu aire de mas a menos, el orificio de inicio sera mas grande, y por momentos va a ir disminuyendo...

No te asustes bella, asi no te ahogas tan rapido, porque no voy a parar hasta que llegues al cum, y el aire sera limitado.

TL;DR: met the dom of my dreams, we’re no longer together, my withdrawal is beyond extreme, and I worry I’ll never have quite the same experience again. (And then I have a question at the end)

Hello! I am a male sub, and a few months ago, I entered into the most fulfilling relationship I’ve ever experienced with a dom we’ll call G. And then, before I knew it, she had broken up with me.

G was like no one I’d ever met. She loved the macabre, liminal spaces, the backrooms, Halloween, dungeons and dragons, thrifting… she was goth, she was curious and kind and intelligent. The list goes on and on. She was also studying in a fascinating medical field. I’d never met anyone as cool as her, let alone a partner.

And her beauty was truly unsurpassed. A curvy body, plump lips, piercing eyes, incredible, tight vagina and ass. Even describing it is making me nauseous with unrequited desire…

We got along incredibly well platonically, but sexually, it was like nothing I’d ever experienced… I’ve always been a sub, but I’d never been with a real dom - someone who actually enjoys it. Previous partners had performed the role for me in spans of 10 minutes or so, but G and I went for hours…

And our interests aligned perfectly, for the most part. And whatever we liked that the other didn’t, we simply agreed not to tread upon. She’d sit on my face, grind on my face, make me eat her in the morning (I didn’t need any convincing), she’d spit in my mouth, tie me up, overstimulate me, edge me…

I had a concept of being dominated, a dream, a naive fantasy. And my time with her exceeded my wildest imaginings. I simply did not have the capacity to foresee the depths of pleasure I would experience with a dom who enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed being a sub. And we also sexted frequently. She would reference how she owns me, “threaten” me with acts that elated me, and I’d express my adulation and worship of her. It was perfect. Beyond perfect. It was heaven

I wrote her poetry several times a week, I bought her gifts, I brought her drinks, I acted as her stool and chair, I massaged her all the time… we had the most mind blowing sex of my life, by a million-fold

And at the crux was the edging. I’d never, ever explored that, and my god. The ecstasy of her sitting in front of me, naked, commanding and laughing “hands on… hands off… now go slow…” and I’d say I’m close and she’d say “… keep going, until it’s unbearable…” and I’d ask to cum and she’d laugh and say no…

And the look in her eyes. They were like I was staring into the eyes of a deity. And she had two modes during sex: one was a wild, sadistic smile as she locked eyes with me, laughed at me, and mocked me as I moaned and begged while I was being edged. The other was a laser intense focus that made me feel like the only person in existence. I could cum just looking at her, just hearing her voice

Ultimately, on Sunday, after a series of circumstances over a few days involving her mental health and misunderstandings on my part, she decided we shouldn’t be together so that we don’t keep hurting each other with misunderstandings, but we could remain friends. I could go into that situation, but we had differences that may have made this inevitable anyway…

I fell in love with her, she felt she couldn’t love anyone. I considered it a relationship, she saw it as a friendship with a sexual dynamic (to me, those are the same, at least as far as I define the labels). I need someone, and she feels comfortable being by herself for life. These are things I recognized would have one day been a problem

However, all that aside… I am having trouble coping, to say the absolute least. The withdrawal from my dynamic with her has caused me to be unable to eat, hardly able to sleep… I’m distracted at work and at home, even among friends. I keep imagining that look in her eyes… staring deep into me and tugging at my strings. Let alone hanging out with her in platonic settings, though there was often an insatiable sexual edge to our hangouts, as if anything could happen at any time. At night, I am nauseous with anxiety imagining what she has done to me and how suddenly it was gone

And now we will never share that again. And while I would like to be friends with her after a period of less / no contact for feelings to dissipate… I fear I will always imagine those eyes of hers, penetrating my deepest depths, and drawing from me a sublime euphoria the likes of which seems impossible to feel ever again.

So here is a question I pose, one I know is probably illogical but I need to hear your answers: will I ever find such a dom again? Do you think I can find someone who wants so much of what I want in this dynamic, if I put in the work? I worry I’ll never find someone as cool as her, but at least, could I find a dom who wants what I want?

Thank you for reading

Hello all, quick question … where do you find g
Cages for well endowed men, like 8inches soft kind of men. Having a hard time and I’ve spent a lot on things that are not working, any advice would be appreciated. Thank you!!