You think you’re going to save the world, don’t you? Yea, I can see it in the way you walk around the campus, the way you lecture, and the way you act. But I’ve also seen the outline of your nice tits and ass as you head from gender studies to a protest. I’ve watched your mouth as you argue and imagined stifling your PC lingo with my thick cock.

So I started following you. I learned your schedule. First I started small, just sitting on a park bench as you leave the library. Soon I started following you. Within a month I had your schedule memorized. I knew what night you volunteered with a pro-choice group and what night you had class late. Your favorite coffee shop, where your friends hang out and discuss chick-lit.

Even better, I know all the shadows you walk by late at night. Especially that spot closest to your apartment when your guard is down. When I see you sneak a hit of your vape, the porch of your building mere steps away. You’re so close to safety, the bright halogen streetlights beaming a false sense of confidence on you. It’s almost time to go inside.

Almost, but not yet. Because now I’m behind you, arm around your throat, choking your screams. My hand is at your face, slapping you delirious.

It’s time you started respecting your male elders. And respect starts on your knees.

What I have posted is simply one particular example of how our encounter could go. I am looking for IRL encounters only. I insist on safe words, and an in-person meeting prior to any actual play. I practice RACK and use protection, and I expect the same from you. All kinks are up for discussion apart from scat, beastiality, and anything illegal/lasting damage. Please start your message with your favorite color so I know you have read this. Face pictures sent once trust has been established.

What are you waiting for?