Arabian Nights Dance and other thoughts
I had a blast last night.
Ironhall had an out of character dance themed Arabian Nights. So I donned something silky and went. (Before that I went to a reading of Nomads of Gor in the Longhall. It was very nice listening to the storyteller’s English accent. He did voices too changing from character to character. I felt like a kid almost listening. It was relaxing.)
A new friend, a bondmaid named Kee, was there. She hooked her arm in mine and off we went through the market to the Saloon.
The Saloon had been transformed into a desert oasis. The DJ (Wookie) was amazing and everyone looked gorgeous.
My belly dances came in handy and I added Kee and Tart on to my dance huddle. One of the owners said she would rape me for my dance animations. LMAO! I dropped the LM to the shop in her IM later.
I wonder if all of these nice people will turn evil in roleplay lol. I guess I will have to see. Tor’Mark Fell is a group of SIMs together and I am not sure if I will be in Ironhall or BlakFell or any other. I need to take guided tours of the other SIMs first. I think I will start asking this evening.
Last night was a much needed bit of fun. :-) Before the dance, I hung out with Star a bit.
I’ve been feeling somewhat afloat recently with only my closest friends to depend on and understand. Trusting others has not been easy and I still lean towards not trusting on Second Life. There is a lack of compassion and a heavy amount of self-absorption by many there. Words have no meaning for the majority it seems.
I have in interest in myself as well. But I want to give. To someone who will receive but give as well. I seek the ease of submission and belonging to another who is genuine. GENUINE.
Thus starts Operation: Get Out There.
I seek but am not hunting. Here’s my little wanted personals lol.
A Dominant male. D/s. (Daddy Dominant is a plus). Compassionate. Intelligent. Confident and secure in himself (not feeling a need to try to be like another man or feeling threatened by the qualities another man possess). However doesn’t feel the need to pound his chest and declare “I Master, you sub. Ooh ooh ahh ahh ugh.” Has goals and seeks to improve himself based on his own image of what he wants to be.
One who seeks to know his submissive completely so he might better rule over and guide her. So he can teach her but also envelope her in love and care. Accepting of that which makes his submissive a woman and human being so she might learn to trust him. Wants to be her safe haven and sanctuary. The person and place where she can feel safe as well as desired. A nice mixture of lecherous old man and nurturing mature gentleman. Forceful and stern yet warm and soft in one. Understands polyamory and knows what a Switch is. If not, is open to learning.
*giggles* Think I should add anything to that?