Me Femme, you Butch.
27/F
I have a residence in USA and Europe.
My goal is to find a Butch to share a loving, monogamous, BDSM relationship with.
Me in a nutshell - - I have a soft spot for animals, and work to rescue them and find them good homes. I'm also picky, girly, giggly, vegetarian, in love with cherry lip balm and Hello Kitty. My goal is to finish my novel and be published, but I write for the sake of writing. I'm a sucker for butches, especially those who ID as male. I ♥ leopard prints, and have a growing collection of them in my dresser drawers. I enjoy yoga in the mornings, and sipping green tea in a long, steamy chocolate scented bubble bath, and curling up on the sofa with a good book on rainy days. I'm a manga geek, and if it's labeled as Yuri or Josei, I'll probably read it.
I don't like long walks on the beach.
I don't like beating you in arm wrestling. It makes the baby Jesus cry.
I like your hand around my throat, pinning me to the wall, your violence heightening my senses. My fear; your will.
Our love.
I like making you happy – it's my raison d'être.
Your go-to girl, source of amusement, playground, girl Friday.
You want ='s me making it happen.
But just like anyone else, I'm not perfect and I understand you aren't either. Life happens. We can deal.
27/F
I have a residence in USA and Europe.
My goal is to find a Butch to share a loving, monogamous, BDSM relationship with.
Me in a nutshell - - I have a soft spot for animals, and work to rescue them and find them good homes. I'm also picky, girly, giggly, vegetarian, in love with cherry lip balm and Hello Kitty. My goal is to finish my novel and be published, but I write for the sake of writing. I'm a sucker for butches, especially those who ID as male. I ♥ leopard prints, and have a growing collection of them in my dresser drawers. I enjoy yoga in the mornings, and sipping green tea in a long, steamy chocolate scented bubble bath, and curling up on the sofa with a good book on rainy days. I'm a manga geek, and if it's labeled as Yuri or Josei, I'll probably read it.
I don't like long walks on the beach.
I don't like beating you in arm wrestling. It makes the baby Jesus cry.
I like your hand around my throat, pinning me to the wall, your violence heightening my senses. My fear; your will.
Our love.
I like making you happy – it's my raison d'être.
Your go-to girl, source of amusement, playground, girl Friday.
You want ='s me making it happen.
But just like anyone else, I'm not perfect and I understand you aren't either. Life happens. We can deal.
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