Hey mommy I am switch and exploring my sub side and looking for my first domme... I am 6'2" brown M26 with dark brown eyes and facial hair i.e. neatly trimmed beard and kinda avg body little bit dad bod , little hairy.

As I have explored recently I like degradation and humiliation on myself as much as I like doing it to my sexting partner...and of you are younger than me and shorter than me it's a huge turn on for me and I am really a nerd and got nerd glasses so it will be an addon if you are nerd too and would like to talk to you about anime and nnerdy stuff I am already working in a position of power so it excites me to let go of control . I want see myself being a little helpless toy at your hands . As I come at home I am exhausted and I want to just shut my brain and be your sex robot at your disposal and I will be extremely happy if you use me to break your NNN and it would be my honour

My kinks : JOI, pet play (dog) , edging, orgam denial, degradation, humiliation,praise, little bit pain rn but I ready to explore starting with little gentle now and I m ready to get adventurous as we progess

Hard no: Scat, gore, blood, permanent markings, injury, piss play , vomit play, CEI, sissyfication, public

My hobbies : Watching anime, documentaries, nerdy stuff, playing cricket, reading and writing erotica sometimes, edging myself I am sapiosexual , ailurophile and nephophile

If Mommy you message me please message with ASL .

I am looking for something long term . We can start with knowing each other and first be friends, flirt and tease a little to get comfortable

(Ignore the msg after this it's just a filler) The Nerd in the Corner

Every classroom has one – the nerd. The quiet guy in the back row with glasses perched precariously on his nose, hunched over a book that seems far more captivating than the world around him. That was Ethan. Ethan wasn’t just any nerd; he was the nerd. He wore the title like a badge of honor, even if no one else understood why he was so proud of it.

Ethan had an encyclopedic knowledge of practically everything. Physics? He could casually explain quantum entanglement while tying his shoelaces. Literature? He had read War and Peace twice – for fun. Gaming? He could destroy you in League of Legends while sipping on his ever-present thermos of green tea. He wasn't just book-smart; he was game-smart, trivia-smart, and "useless facts at 2 a.m." smart.

He wasn't exactly the most social person in school, though. Conversations with him often devolved into detailed discussions about obscure topics. Mention space, and Ethan would launch into a passionate diatribe about black holes. Bring up movies, and he’d critique the physics of explosions in action films. It was a quirky charm – though not everyone appreciated it.

What made Ethan intriguing, however, wasn’t just his intelligence but his unapologetic authenticity. While others worried about blending in, Ethan never seemed to care. His wardrobe consisted mostly of graphic tees emblazoned with science puns like, "Without Chemistry, Life is Just Meh." His backpack was a portal to another dimension, filled with gadgets, chargers, and a sketchbook where he designed theoretical spacecraft for fun.

Ethan’s passion wasn’t confined to academics. He loved building things. Every lunch break, he could be found in the school’s robotics lab tinkering away at his latest invention. One week, it was a drone that could deliver snacks to his desk. The next, it was a robot programmed to recite Shakespeare sonnets. His creations, while often bizarre, were undeniably brilliant.

Of course, being the resident nerd had its challenges. Some of his classmates teased him, calling him names like "Einstein" or "Robot Boy." But Ethan never seemed fazed. He’d respond with a polite smile, sometimes throwing in a witty comeback that left his tormentors scratching their heads. He had an uncanny ability to turn insults into opportunities for humor.

But beneath the confident exterior was someone who, like everyone else, yearned to connect. Few people noticed how his eyes lit up when someone genuinely engaged with him about his passions. Fewer still realized how much effort it took for him to present his ideas in a world that didn’t always understand them.

Ethan wasn’t just the nerd in the corner. He was a dreamer, a builder, a thinker, and a constant reminder that being different wasn’t a flaw – it was a superpower. And maybe, just maybe, the world needed more Ethans: people unafraid to embrace their quirks and let their imaginations soar.