38 [F4M] #Online - An often times way too yappy submissive looking for an entertaining weekend conversation partner in the form of a confident dominant man.

Good day to you Dear Potential Dominant, and welcome to my semi-creative attempt at spicing up my Sunday afternoon/night.

I always feel a little weird when I make a post like this. It feels like I'm putting myself up to a weird little auction of sorts, so please excuse the likely rambling that you'll encounter in this post.

My name is Matilde, although you're of course welcome to call me something more "appropriate" should you want to. Yes, I'm 38 years old, and no, you're not allowed to call me old. I've been involved with BDSM since forever, it has always been a cornerstone of intimacy for me in my relationships as well as being an avid attendee at various BDSM themed events, parties and adjacent stuff. Whilst I certainly don't mind being described as a submissive or a slave by partners, I ought to warn you that I'm not the "traditional" sub that you might expect. And I don't just mean that I'm a relatively tall, strong, and rather capable woman.

Instead, BDSM to me is a purely sexual thing. I don't subscribe to any ideas of somehow being inherently subservient at large. In fact I live a fairly normal life with a successful career, friends, hobbies and all that good stuff. BDSM is a way to have fun, a choice to be a little unreasonable for a time, it's not an inherent way of life.

You know, I grew up in a very remote area, I love nature, hiking, camping, I'm very handy if you ever need to build or repair something. Add on top of that a generally more masculine career and you'll sort of understand why BDSM has always been a sort of outlet for me. An outlet to feel sexy, and objectified, sometimes overly so... Just overall wanted and unapologetically sexual.

I love being flirted with, I want to blush as laugh as man tries to talk me out of my clothes with firm, yet playful voice and awfully silly excuses. I just like feeling not completely in control of my body. That being said, I'm no sheltered princess, in fact I'm quite masochistic as long as my partner understands that just because he has the whip and I the whipmarks doesn't mean that he owns me, just gets to play with me for the time being.

Now, I'm going to open up a sauvignon blanc, possibly get a little nerdy for a while and then await all the potentially very silly attempts at talking me out of my clothes in advance of a potentially lovely conversation.