FabSwingers.com: Trina (58) , Woman in Ilkeston, East Midlands, UK

Dom

looking for a Dom for a long term, full relationship. When I find Him I hope He and I will start frequenting clubs and meeting up with swingers. Will update again when I have my partner in crime :-)

11 September 2013

DOM

I know this isn't a dating site but due to the large amount of inappropriate messages I receive it seems I have not made myself clear. I am not swinging as a single fem. I am only a D/s swinger and I'm waiting for a new Dom.

He should be a natural alpha male with lots of Dom experience. He must be single as I want a full relationship not just a play Dom. I can not have men at my home ( family problems, ) and I do not drive so He can not live too far away. If His main fetish is rubber He's not for me as I'm allergic. If He's a sadist ( s/m)or very in to impact play then again He is not for me as my body does not make endorphines, pain is just painful and I do not subspace from it. If He enjoys girl on girl action this could be a problem as I am NOT bi, ( ex made me try twice just to be sure.)I had a bad experience in a hotel eight years ago so please don't ask for our first date to be in one. I have a detailed profile on a fet site but fabs does not permit the posting of links, sorry.

Thank you for reading.

27 January 2014

Ballard of Bedlam

Oh I wish I were a fantasist with imagination so vivid,

I'd live in la la cuckoo land and it would be tres wicked.

And I'd have superpowers with which to change the past,

Never being to blame for anything would be a total blast.

Without responsibility me oh so carefree,

Having lots of fun instead of doing my duty.

My gaze always blind to what I don't want to see,

No truth laid bare nothing to view but unmarred beauty.

Oh I wish I wasn't a realist because life is so unfair,

Sadly honour and honesty just don't get you any God damn where.

Sunday 6th September 2015

Birthday Gift

The anniversary of another birth,

Passage of time marked on this earth,

Pause to reflect on days gone before,

And dread what still lies in store.

The years they have not been kind,

Only fleeting happiness to find,

Still one year gone is one less to live,

Fewer in front of service to give.

A tortured soul no one can save,

Marches stoically to a welcoming grave,

And in that hour no more to toil,

Content at last to rest beneath the soil.

Monday 19th October 2015

The guy I was looking for does not seem to exist and my health has deteriorated so I'm retiring. Staying on fabs only to talk to friends in the chat rooms

5th June 2018

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