Hey,

Heads up, this is a bit of a novel. I hope you don’t mind.

So this might seem strange, considering this is a personals page and all, but I just thought I’d put it out there on the off chance somebody needed to hear it — if you’re new to BDSM and D/s dynamics and you’re feeling frazzled, overwhelmed or shy about finding the words to learn more, I want you to know that if you feel comfortable, I would be happy to help talk kink or answer questions, help ease your mind, no matter if that’s just one question on your mind or several. You wouldn’t be a bother at all.

I know when I started I was a nervous wreck. I knew no one in the lifestyle and if I did, I wouldn’t know where to begin. I had so many questions but zero friends to ask - and I felt anxious and lost and confused.

Now that I’m a little more knowledgable and have been in this lifestyle since my twenties, I thought I’d try to be an friendly ear and help someone like me, someone confused, afraid for their mental health, or just someone that needs to hear they’re not wrong. Maybe you want to get to know me before you ask. I don’t mind. I am more than happy to chat. I enjoy talking in general, just look at this post.

So hey, if you’re still here, here is a little more about me —

I’m a Dominant that hails from Melbourne, Australia. I’ve been in the lifestyle since I was in my teens, really, but it would take a while for me to come to terms with that side of myself and my anxiety to explore.

I consider myself Primal. When someone, in the beginning of me exploring BDSM and kink, laid down my characteristics, suddenly the years of running naked and masturbating during storms made sense. Somewhere, amidst me being drawn to TPE and degradation and CNC and other deliciously dark fantasies I realized I was drawn to being animalistic. To being out in the storm naked, to running through the forest naked, to growling and biting and being free of that past where I was raised strict and Catholic.

I can tell you that l see being primal as a pact to myself. To be open to myself and to others. To challenge this anxiety within me. It’s become a lifestyle choice in a way - to be my truest self. Not to be an ass or anything but to be present and not trapped by my own self doubt. To live, not exist.

The other side of this, well. I’m drawn to being an owner. To exploring the light - sitting on the couch watching our favorite shows, her collared and leashed and by my side or feet, me leash in hand — and then the dark. The predator and prey. The unquenchable need to chase, heart in my throat, wind whipping my legs. Wanting to tear her pretty clothes to shreds so I can hear that satisfying RIPPING SOUND in my mind. Ye Gods, I want it so bad my heart races.

So it’s a mix of being soft and tender, rough and dirty.

Beyond that, I’m introverted. I’m shy. Best at home with a good book or a favorite movie. I like gaming and reading, love to write, I like concerts and theme parks and trying new foods.

I’m going to stop this novel here. If you’re still with me, thank you for reading and please don’t hesitate to reach out!