ProtagonistLily
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Is it possible? If so, is there something wrong with Me that keeps Me from going back to vanilla? Granted, as I entered D/s at 17, I knew very little about vanilla... but vanilla would appear to be easier in finding a mate. If I could be happy with vanilla, I would have no problem. But I cannot. Sometimes... I have to be honest... sometimes being Dom seems to be a curse. Yet, other times it brings Me total peace and happiness. You know, being kinky is like being pregnant. You either are or you aren't. For those of us who've ever tried to 'kinkify' someone we were in a vanilla relationship with, we know this all too well. That's not to say I haven't tried to "go back" to vanilla. I dropped out of the scene for about a year and a half, and dated some very nice men. But it's a totally differant animal than dating someone who's kinky. These were nice, financially secure, cultured guys. They were bright, funny, and treated me well. But, I didn't know anything about their sexual proclivities. I found that it made me uncomfortable not knowing with some degree of confidence what they liked other than regular sex. And that's not to say that it was bad regular sex, but for me, it was sort of like going into a nice restaurant, ordering chicken, and getting a plate with chicken. No side dish, no sauce, no garnish; I asked for chicken, and I got chicken. With people who identify in the big world of BDSM, I have a jumping off point. I know enough not to persue other submissives, I know that if someone's into certain forms of play that they aren't compatible, and a whole slew of other predictors. I know these things going into it. In BDSM, I don't even have to sit someone down and try to explain to them that I'd like them to bend me over their knee and spank me or secure me to a St. Andrews Cross and take a flogger to me. Those things are common place to us, and theoretically should make it easier to find partners. There's nothing wrong with you that slews of others of us haven't experienced. I waited almost 8 years and 2 bad relationships until I found the right person for me. So you go to parties and eat the food and possibly find a few people who will scratch that itch and play with you while you wait. It's hard to wait; but sometimes it's really worth it. And for what ever it's worth to you, when I stopped looking, someone found me. Go figure. Lily
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