Past Lives…

Berries

I must have been a very horrible person in a former life. In point, I think I was an evil, abusive man, a man who used and abused women with no regard for them whatsoever. Why else have I lived my entire life without finding love? Why do I meet men who only want me for a play-thing? Why do I meet only men who hurt me, use me for what they can get out of me, and leave without a second thought? It is the only reason I can come up with for being stuck in such a miserable existence in this hell called Earth…

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Where Are They?

Fun Time

I just read a book review about a Dom finding his sub…

He, in true dom form, takes things very slow. He needs and wants to get to know her…but slowly. He wants to know her, what makes her tick, all of her habits, her likes and dislikes, what she does for a living. He wants to know it all. He’s getting to know his submissive. He takes care to get to know her as a woman. He respects her.

Where is this Dom? All the Doms – in fact, all the men, period – I meet want to rush in and, for the most part, just want one night stands – no relationship. So where is this Dom?