SashaS_EroticaQueen
Virgin
- Joined
- May 15, 2024
- Posts
- 73
I am wondering if there are any dominant men left in this world.
That sounds crazy, I know, but I keep meeting submissive men online, through no effort of my own. Are they just more active in seeking someone? Don't know. I am happily engaged and I am only interested in some fun, because it turns my fiance on to share me.. and because I enjoy the excitement.
I've been told my confidence is 'intoxicating' and men see my photos and imagine me dominating them. Somehow, I give off a dominant vibe. But what turns me on (if you check my erotica you will see I speak the truth!) is a man taking charge. As soon as a man asks me to be dominant over him, or tells me he can't be dominant, I feel something die inside me.
My desire is so strong, that I will rather spend time with my fictional characters and get seriously aroused, than waste my time with a man having vanilla sex. As flattering as it is to have a man go all gooey on seeing me, the man I need does not do that. He takes charge instead. He is in control of himself. He knows how to turn me on, usually by tying me up and hurting me. Yup, I am a masochist as well. A terrible cross to bear.
That sounds crazy, I know, but I keep meeting submissive men online, through no effort of my own. Are they just more active in seeking someone? Don't know. I am happily engaged and I am only interested in some fun, because it turns my fiance on to share me.. and because I enjoy the excitement.
I've been told my confidence is 'intoxicating' and men see my photos and imagine me dominating them. Somehow, I give off a dominant vibe. But what turns me on (if you check my erotica you will see I speak the truth!) is a man taking charge. As soon as a man asks me to be dominant over him, or tells me he can't be dominant, I feel something die inside me.
My desire is so strong, that I will rather spend time with my fictional characters and get seriously aroused, than waste my time with a man having vanilla sex. As flattering as it is to have a man go all gooey on seeing me, the man I need does not do that. He takes charge instead. He is in control of himself. He knows how to turn me on, usually by tying me up and hurting me. Yup, I am a masochist as well. A terrible cross to bear.