IC Name: TheVisit Joined: 12 Jan 2010 Last visit: 5 days ago Sex/gender: Male Location: Cotswolds, UK Age: 52

Update 23rd August 2010. Back again owing to a breakdown in what had been a promising relationship. Distance problems mainly.

Looking for a wild child to take a wild ride as part of an ongoing TPE dynamic. The following may indicate what interests me:

I meet her from the train.

There is an awkwardness between us during the drive to my house as I tell her what I intend to do with and to her.

The shyness persists when I finally bend her over my knee for the first time, pull up her skirt and lower her panties. She takes the smacks well; I compliment her; she blushes on all cheeks.

She makes my dinner, dressed only in bra and panties, standing meekly to one side while I eat. I throw her meal onto the tiles of the kitchen floor and she eats there, being made to wash and dry her 'plate' afterwards.

She acts as my footstool as I watch my programmes that night, fetching and carrying my drinks and supper. When she brings the wrong item or upsets something, I give her further spankings as she bends on all fours. She whimpers.

Later, I take pity on her as she tries to sleep on the floor under a meagre sheet next to my cosy bed. As I climax inside her, I hold her head back by the hair and deliver a smart smack to each cheek - a reminder of her status. Then it is back to her rightful place on the floor as I stretch out and forget her, luxuriating in the warmth of my bed and falling asleep.

She brings my breakfast to me in bed, then waits patiently as I shower. She dries my feet with her hair and body rather than being allowed to let any of my precious towels be sullied. At my command she dresses me, being granted the great favour of permission to kiss all parts of my superior, male body as she does so.

I drive her to a seedy part of town where she parades the streets in the short skirt and high heels I insisted she bring. I follow at a distance and, when she is finally approached by a potential client, I drive up, play the outraged husband and brandish a camera. The man disappears. She shivers as I drive her back.

At home, I permit her to shower, get warm and finally have something to eat.

For our final afternoon together she is first subjected to verbal abuse, then stripped naked, gagged, hogtied, soundly beaten until tears appear, used in all her holes in ways she had never imagined.

Later, as she walks to her platform, I can see a certain confidence in her stride. She is, under her clothes, scratched, bruised black and blue and hurting but, possibly for the first time in her life, a fulfilled woman. She goes back to what is warm, comfortable, safe... and insipid. Perhaps not tomorrow... but she will NEED to visit again because finally, finally, she is owned in the true sense, not just because a certificate claims so.

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NOT fantasy - I have experienced most of the elements of it. If you want the same, contact me. (I SHALL NEVER MAKE FIRST CONTACT.) If you are truly of a slave/submissive mindset and drawn to the concept, you will heed me when I hereby instruct you to make the initial approach. Take care - you must be certain that YOUR need is as real as that of the lady described above...

No FUWs (the true version of 'BBW') and absolutely NO hubby hunters welcome - I am ATTACHED and you should seriously NOT apply if you are one of the hordes of vanilla-world inadequates feigning an interest in submission for the purpose of hubby hunting.

Having thereby eliminated 90+% of the 'female submissive' profiles on here, let us see whether there might just be a woman out there who actually cares for D/s for its own sake...

I have zero interest in the puerile, so-called BDSM 'scene' or the munchkins who attend it. Do not expect this of me.

Eye colour: grey   Hair colour: brown   Height: 5ft 10in   Weight: 11st 9lb   BMI: 23.2  

This profile was last updated on 12 Jan 12, 2:51 PM.

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