Would you be down to go into the woods and be naked while I chase you with ski mask on when I catch you… you let me have my way with you.

I’d like to find a man or men who would be interested in some primal play. Maybe in the woods or somewhere safe. Would love him/them to wear dark clothes, masks, maybe tactical gear. Would like to discus prior safe words, talk for a bit.. etc

🌹 In the quiet before the storm, I imagine you—
A kindred spirit who knows that desire is an art, not a frenzy.
A woman who craves the velvet weight of anticipation, the poetry of a whispered “please,”
and the electric dance between control and surrender.

Who I Am:
A connoisseur of contrasts—gentle hands that chart shivers, a mind that worships intellect as fiercely as it does the curve of your hips.
I thrive in the liminal: the space between a command and a plea, the gasp that follows a bite, the way trust bends but never breaks.
My kink is connection—ropes that bind like sonnets, power exchanged like sacred vows, and scenes ted with consent as the first brushstroke.

Seeking:
A woman unafraid to name her cravings, who sees submission as strength and dominance as devotion.
You might be a secret hedonist in lace and leather, or a quiet who melts at the thrill of a well-placed touch.
Bring me your curiosity, your boundaries, your hunger to explore the shadows and the light.
Let’s blur the lines—between * and pleasure, reverence and rebellion, the sacred and the sinful.

Our Playground Could Be:**

• Power Dynamics: A chess match of wills—sharp wit, sharper tension, and the sweet relief of yielding (or taking).
• Sensation Alchemy: Wax, feathers, teeth… let’s turn nerve endings into constellations.

• Roleplay Realms: Teacher/student, predator/prey, or a story we invent together—where fantasy bleeds into truth.
  
  Non-Negotiables:

• Consent is our compass. Always.
• Aftercare as ritual—warmth, whispers, and the quiet hum of “you’re safe here.”

• Laughter as liturgy. Even saints smirk in the dark.
  
  First, Let’s:
  Share a fantasy that thrills you, a limit that guards you, or a scene that lives rent-free in your daydreams.
  I’ll match your honesty with mine, and we’ll build a world where wanting feels like worship.
  

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  🔥 “Darling, let’s write a new language—one where every moan is a verb, every scar a love letter.”
  
  P.S. Safe words are sacred. Judgment is banned here. Magic is optional… but highly likely.
  

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  🌙 Open to novices and veterans alike—curiosity and respect are the only prerequisites.

In need of a good slut who will submit herself to me or be prey to me as I degrade them tied down and fully to my control

Give me a message if you’d be a good play toy for me

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Always had the fantasy of being a captured prey ed by as sadistic hunter or trapper.