The One Who Doesn't Know

It's only when I lose myself, I find myself... but can I really learn to lose myself?

Friday, August 18, 2006

Blasts from the Past

I know, I know, I'm just as shocked as you all are out there in bloggerland that I actually have something to post about. *le gasps*

Enough with my self pity (too bad I can't just say those words and have it magically happen). Today I got a nice suprise when I logged into Yahoo Messenger. A former potential dom apparently found his way (as well as remembered my username) back and asked to be re-added. Doesn't seem like much news yet huh? Oh, I haven't told you HIS story and why he was no longer a potential dom.

Before I met my current ex dom, I received a reply from this guy on Dark Connections. At first, he seemed pretty stable... Had been a dom for about seven years, was a well known businessman, had an interesting sense of humor... However, this guy lived in South Africa with his wife who was his alpha submissive. If my memory serves correct, his beta sub lived in North Carolina. In short, this man wanted me to be third or as he put it "detroit submissive". Still with me? Fantastic! Being still new, I had issues with a married man wanting me to be his thing on the side along with a sub he all ready had (a little hypocrisy there I know, given my background). For whatever reason at the time, I continue to have conversation with him, even called him twice (yes, my cell phone bill was huge!). In time, I felt this guy was more interested in demeaning me than my wellfare. He asked (told) me to sign up to a site called swappernet.com, an online personal ad for swingers. He wanted me to use this site to find sex partners... In others word, be a prostitute without the payment. He would check in on my account to make sure I was responding to people and providing a method of contacting off the site. In truth, I only spoke to one person from that site and well... I didn't bother doing it again. A few weeks after that, he sort of drifted away and I seldomly heard from him. In the end, it was my current ex dom who forbid me to have any contact with him.

At the beginning of the month, I received a third or fourth response from my first dom through b.com. Basically asking how I was and if I was involved... Ha, so ironic coming from the same dom who triggered one of the worst panic attacks in my life the day he released me... Gosh, if bad things happen in threes, then who's next to contact me? My current ex dom? The married man I got involved with at seventeen? Who knows...

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