When I was younger, I was rejected by a lot of girls. And I can't blame them - I was short, chubby, with little social skills and eager to please. Who would date this? That all changed when I decided that I had nothing to lose so I stopped giving a shit. Gone were the days of flowers and poems under the door, instead, I started being mean and rude to them. And I was shocked at how they responded, like all they really wanted this whole time, was to be humiliated by a guy.

12 years have passed since that change, and now this is my personality. I no longer seek women for sex - that got boring over time. I want to see just how far I can go dominating them. I want to play with their minds, to make them overthink and question everything. For some weird reason, I learned that a lot of them want that. Even the married ones.

It's friday, 9.15 PM, and I'm standing in a bar waiting for you to show up. We met on Tinder, and changed a few replies, but not too insightful. I am a fan of eye to eye conversation, the typing stuff drives me crazy. It should be reserved only for horny teenagers and people whose voices sound like they have pierced vocal strings. The bar is crowded, with a lot of guys yelling at girls to cover the music, desperate for a hook up. A bunch of misfits. But I did manage to find a table in the far corner, somewhat isolated from all the craze.

The only problem is that we agreed to meet at 9 PM, and you are late. I hate waiting for someone, like I'm a pet. I'm already angry, and I've already smoked 4 cigarettes. Fuck it, I'll leave, she can date one of the other tools in this pub. But just as I was getting ready to leave, the door openes, letting a fresh breeze inside. A few moments later, you enter the pub.

This is where you come in. I'll wait for your message, telling me what's your name and how you look. I prefer Reddit chat, or discord, since messages don't work properly on pc. I want this to be a RP that slowly evolves to hot kinky sex, but you have to work for it. We both have, just like in real life. After all, if you're wearing a leash 2 hours after you met a shady guy in a bar, there's something wrong.

If you need a kinklist, you can find it pinned in my profile. Be good!