Dom in need of Sub

Hello, readers. 

You can address me as Jon for now. I have been roleplaying for about 5 years now, and I have come to this website, with the goal to find a roleplay partner. I’m gonna tell you now, it’s going to be pretty smut based. Clean roleplay is cute, but it bores me. There’s going to be cutesy clean roleplay, regardless. I, myself, am a dom. I like the idea of control, the power. I love the moment that a submissive puts their all in a ball, and places it upon my palm. Like a fucking dog. It gets me so erect. Ugh. 

Anyways, as for roleplay length, I prefer something long term. My experiences with this website so far, have been unlucky, thus prompting me to write this. I would love a personal submissive. A submissive that doesn’t squander off and constantly wants multiple partners at a time. I want one that wants me, as much as I’m going to want her alone too. Call it a relationship, but god forbid I use that word. So really, I’ll call it a partnership. We talk to each other, we roleplay with each other. The best of friends, that breeds constantly. I want a little doggie.

As for writing style, I’m rather simple. A paragraph. Not a one liner, just one to skimp out on some unnecessary fluff, bless the fluff’s soul. 

Now, for the kinks, if you haven’t figured it out, you silly little you, I’m heavy on the degrading. I will treat you like an animal, to be seeded. I want you to want my seed. To feel wrong without at least a pint of it in you at all times. Dog play, or pet play rather. Some light BDSM. The most I’ll do is blindfold and tie your hands together for my amusement. Some bathroom play, only the piss variety, but that’s too much even for you freaky lovelies, so I’m willing to cut that up.

So if you’re reading up to here, let me add something. I’m pretty lonely. I want someone to cure my loneliness. Because one of mankind’s biggest fears is the concept of nothingness, and that’s something I dread. I know I said I’m degrading, but that’s only when I’m horny. I like to think of myself as an okay guy when I’m not feeling sexual.

Now, an example of what can be:

𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙚𝙩. 𝙅𝙤𝙣 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩, 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙚𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩. 𝙃𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙮, 𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠. 𝘼𝙡𝙡𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙙𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙫𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙤 𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙤𝙙, 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙜𝙪𝙮 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙. 𝙊𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙙𝙤𝙣 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙪𝙥, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙠𝙞𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙣. 𝙊𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙜𝙚, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙗𝙚𝙙 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙥 𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙛 𝘼𝙧𝙞𝙯𝙤𝙣𝙖 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙏𝙚𝙖, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙮 𝙫𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙩𝙮. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙤𝙡 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙅𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙩, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙢𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙖 𝙢𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩. 𝙃𝙚 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙠, 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙣 𝙧𝙚𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧 𝙙𝙤𝙤𝙧, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙤𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮. 𝙃𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙙. 𝘽𝙪𝙩, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙. 𝙒𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚? 𝙃𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙛𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙. 𝙁𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙛𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙞𝙢, 𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙙𝙪𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙤𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙨. 𝙃𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙩, 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙤𝙧 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙣𝙤 𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙪𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚. 𝙃𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙤𝙨𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙩𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙝, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙙𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙢. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚, 𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩. 𝙃𝙚 𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙘𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙩, 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙖 𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡, 𝙣𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙙, 𝙛𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙗𝙧𝙪𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙩. 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙙, 𝙖 𝙨𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙛𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙢 𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙪𝙥. “𝙂𝙚𝙩 𝙪𝙥, 𝙙𝙤𝙜. 𝙄 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙘𝙚.“

Came up with it about a month back. Really, it’s just an example. Keep in mind, to promote my back and forth nature, I tend to keep it about a quarter to a third of that.

I really wish to see you.

I’m waiting