When I was born you were not ready to be a mother. Your life was hectic and my father was a one night stand. You felt alone and scared of being a terrible mother. You never pictured being a single mom.

You made the hard decision to give me up for adoption. You still got to name me Dominic. Your life continued without me and without any contact, but you never stopped thinking about the child you gave away.

Eventually I was adopted by a Christian couple who brought me up in a very sheltered way. Sex was never discussed and I was never given the birds and bees talk. I was also not allowed to access the internet at home.

I was never told what happened to my real mother, if I ever brought up the subject to my adopted parents they quickly changed the subject.

I often wondered what my mother was like. I grew into quite a shy young man who never really knew how to talk to women. Now I’m 20 and at university.

A year ago I did an online ancestry test and submitted my DNA. I wasn’t really hopeful of ever finding you and thought that the chance you even wanted to talk to me was very small. The year has passed and I have forgotten that I even submitted my DNA.

You have found me online and decide to contact me.

Start by messaging me explaining who you are. You are married with children and a normal life. Your husband doesn’t know you’re contacting me.

I enjoy long term immersive romantic rp.

In time you realise I’m very sheltered and am a shy guy with no experience with woman. Let’s see where this goes.

Kinks include: incest, d/s, control, risky tasks.

Limits: blood, permanent harm, findom, gore, death.

Anything not on the limits list I’d happily explore the idea of.