You have always been a headstrong piece of work with an acid retort on the tip of your tongue. You walk with a swagger, making men and women alike crane their heads to look at you - not the curves of your body, or your tattoos, or your facial piercings, but the no-fucks-given confidence you project. You change boys like gloves because not a single one of them seems to grasp what it is you want from them: a good struggle between the sheets, a sweaty conflict full of bites and slaps and moans, a wild, playful war for dominance that you want to lose without throwing the fight. You want to be called names they're afraid to call you, and you want to hear orders they know you won't obey. You want them to deserve your submission.

I have always been a sarcastic, irreverent wisecrack, with my crooked smirk and a dangerous glint in my eyes. Tall and lean and equally good on the sports field as well as the library. My girls come and go because they are either too self-conscious or too self-absorbed in bed, and even those who want a little spice expect me to do all the work in the end. I want a fuckmate who knows exactly what she wants and isn't afraid to say it. I want a fuckmate who'll go bite for bite, slap for slap, insult for insult with me, and enjoy every moment of it.

We truly are a match made in Hell. Small wonder we met on Tinder, then.

Obvious kinks are obvious: rough sex, violence, insults, choking, spanking, face-slapping, hair-pulling, biting, scratching - both giving and receiving. Seeking a feisty switch for a fiery one-night stand RP! You can either reply to the prompt straightaway, or tell me about your kinks and limits first.