The difference between a relationship with a master and a loving dominant…one woman’s account
I find myself counting the handful of good friends I finally have in my life
More importantly, grateful and blessed for the 2 men in my life who foster both the lady and slut inside my heart with perfect balance and unison. They do not fight each other’s presence, they coexist peacefully and with confidence. They understand their individual value and responsibility to me, and I them.
I am realizing, because of them and the others I’ve served on my journey, that it is so important to know what kind of dominant you need. Not want. Need.
The kind of dominant I wanted: no bullshit, Master. High protocol. Creative. Corporal. Strict. One who would not be afraid to humiliate me in front of company if I had a cheeky attitude. One who would have me over his knee in front of his friends if I acted out. One who…
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