Minha Pessoa Ideal:
Currently I am with a partner and will not play outside of that arrangement. We have spoken in the most casual terms about the possibilities of extra cast members, but not at the moment. I don't expect that it will happen, though I do confess to fantasizing at times about her sharing me out when she's in a mischievious/dominant mood... if she wanted for example, to see me fucked and come in by a man or Tgirl, rather than just her strapon as a torment or act of defilement. I can see that being a pretty intense way to show your posession of someone. . . but I'm not sure if she'd want to do that to me or not, or if it'd turn her on to see me used at her behest.

If you would like to contact me, I may be interesting in a bit of PM and picture exchange... or, if you really feel the need to inject your energy, perhaps suggestions (politte and articulate) can be relayed to my partner, and who knows she may be interested to do what you suggest to me, and send you pictures of me taking it. *wink*

My Ideal Person:

A mischief maker, an adventure seeker. A creative wanderer who enjoys seeeing what art can be made from a willing canvas. An artist who enjoys coaxing energy and music out of a willing medium, and playing them like an instrument. A steady hand thrumming a pounding tsunami of sound, playing the chords of freedom, fear,lust, bravery, adventure... to the glory of the universe, for the sake of the playing, and who wants to craft and tune my willing psyche into that instrument. To take hold of the medium I wish to be, and cultivate it.

Tape my arms to from fingertips to my neck to a beam; fill my orifices, control my senses, set a task to be completed, or a sensation to be endured until the frustrations, the bondage, the teasing and torture are transmuted into honey to feed to the universe.

Empty vessels ring true. . . gut me until there is nothing left but the shell of acceptance, and then hammer me like a bell and ring the clarion call of deviance, magic, freedom, and dissolution of sense of self out of me for the world to hear.

Make me silent witness to your debaucheries. Strungup and trussed tight, left to watch and smell, and listen to the adventures of others. Make an object of me.