shy slave
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I feel I am chasing rainbows, leprechauns and pots of sadistic gold; none of which exist
I have not been around much recently.
Have been figuring out the dating scene again.
I know I have read threads on here about what a jungle it is out there, but honestly I never realised just how bad it could be.
I was so naive.
I have ventured on three dates.
None of which I plan to repeat (they feel the same way lol)
There was the religious instruction school teacher who would not say what he was interested in in terms of BDSM. He did like my boots though
There was the very very rich man who talked about how much money he earned and his fetish for chained diapers. He also grabbed my fork during dinner and put some food on it from his plate. I was nearly sick.
At the end of the night he kissed like a teenager, it was horrible.
Then there was the fantasist who talked about his personal pleasure with flies (yes I do mean with black things with wings!), he made me feel ill, very ill; but at least he didn't expect me to eat food off his plate.
Those are just the ones I have met.
The others are just plain odd and should not be allowed out with out a warning sign hung on their heads!
I am seriously thinking of becoming celibate once I turn 40.
Apart from giving oral, oral doesn't count as real sex does it??
Why is it that they can make me smile or even laugh in an email or text, but when I meet them I just want to go home to a romance novel and nice cup of tea???
Then again there a couple of nice sadists I am talking to.....maybe I am giving in too soon.....
I have not been around much recently.
Have been figuring out the dating scene again.
I know I have read threads on here about what a jungle it is out there, but honestly I never realised just how bad it could be.
I was so naive.
I have ventured on three dates.
None of which I plan to repeat (they feel the same way lol)
There was the religious instruction school teacher who would not say what he was interested in in terms of BDSM. He did like my boots though
There was the very very rich man who talked about how much money he earned and his fetish for chained diapers. He also grabbed my fork during dinner and put some food on it from his plate. I was nearly sick.
At the end of the night he kissed like a teenager, it was horrible.
Then there was the fantasist who talked about his personal pleasure with flies (yes I do mean with black things with wings!), he made me feel ill, very ill; but at least he didn't expect me to eat food off his plate.
Those are just the ones I have met.
The others are just plain odd and should not be allowed out with out a warning sign hung on their heads!
I am seriously thinking of becoming celibate once I turn 40.
Apart from giving oral, oral doesn't count as real sex does it??
Why is it that they can make me smile or even laugh in an email or text, but when I meet them I just want to go home to a romance novel and nice cup of tea???
Then again there a couple of nice sadists I am talking to.....maybe I am giving in too soon.....
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