r/Dark_Kink_Clubhouse

Hi! Reposting again!

I have posted here a few times and met some fun people but alas, they are often fleeting. Lots of people just want to chat long enough to get off and then ghost. I get it. That can be fun. But wouldn’t you prefer to meet someone who shares your dark desires and have that become the basis of something more?

I am a very pervy guy, lived all over the world, have A LOT of very naughty experiences and stories, all built on my own traumas. I would love to find a lady friend - a partner perhaps - younger than me (broadly defined), who understands me and needs someone that understands them, someone who will not judge, who wants to share experiences, who wants to create memories together. I promise there is nothing in your experience that will scare me away.

I am a daddy dom type; I can be mean and rough but also want to be sweet and cuddly. Would you like to create our own secret world where we can get away from others, connect on a deep level, and get lost in each other’s wants and needs? If so, we can talk on Session (ID below) or TG if we really connect. NOTE: aside from initial introductions, please no chatting here on reddit.

Limits: scat, gore, vomit.

Otherwise I’m into ALL the kinks.

Don’t be shy!

And here are my wolf prompts:

Tell us about a time you misjudged someone and later realized you were wrong.

—I once knew a girl who always criticized everything I did, everything I said, and generally tried to make me angry when I was in her proximity. I thought she hated me but I later discovered she had a huge crush. This may not sound all that novel until you discover that I was in my 30s and she was in her 20s!

What did you learn, and do you approach people differently now?

— It really helped me understand the importance of communication. If I had simply talked to her instead of assuming the worst, I wouldn’t have missed what could have been a growth experience.

K. hirsuta, the yeti crab, lives in dense, clustered colonies along the ocean floor. they crowd around hydrothermal vents which spew toxic gas and create improbable conditions for life. their nickname is inspired by the long silky hair covering their arms, that which also provides a surface for chemosynthetic bacteria to cling onto and reproduce. in the absence of sunlight, the bacteria relies on energy from chemical reactions produced by hydrothermal vent activity to convert carbon dioxide into organic compounds capable of supporting life. like little alien farmers, yeti crabs feed on this bacteria to survive.

it’s a stunning display of mutualism and just one piece of an unexpected foreign ecosystem. such complex life existing independently without sunlight was once thought impossible whilst these creatures thrived, untouched and unknown to humankind.

i’ve been thinking a lot about yeti crabs lately and how we consider their environment to be incredibly hostile — to us, it’s a death sentence; to them, it’s home. what would the yeti crab be without the noxious expulsions of their deep sea vents? i feel a curious kinship to them despite our biologies, unrelated to our common luscious locks. who would i be without the noxious trauma of my past?

i too feast on the small pieces of relived, redefined experiences i cultivate with wolves, and wolves are fattened by my bunny desire to commune with them, to share, to create new memories. it’s mutualism all the same; we’re both here because we need this to survive.

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limits: don’t dm me crazy style, please check my pinned post first if you get the urge !

tell me what a lamb is meant to do without the guidance of its shepherd? when the wolves come scratching and the cold is biting, where am i meant to turn?

so docile and soft. a pious lamb i am, with fluffy hair and that pink nose. and though kind, my eyes will never meet yours. no... there's a quiet reverence in that downturned gaze.

even now moreso with hands clasped and knees to the tile, and when the light shines on such a soft face, you would almost think yourself staring at something ethereal. for a moment, only a moment, you'd forget that i am only mean to be a simple lamb. plain and unassuming in every way.

you know that i am far too soft, far too innocent for what the world outside these holy walls may hold. and when i smile at you it only makes it even more apparent what you have to do. you can't just let this lamb wander out to the woods. you have to be that gentle force.

a steward, a shepherd, a priest.

a lamb will find its flock.

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my story isn't anything interesting or bizarre, i have no real life experiences to draw from either, sorry! at most, i am a sweet but skittish girl trying to figure out the tangled mess of new feelings i find myself in while unwrapping my mixed conflicts of shame and guilt along the way 💗 all i really am is a late bloomer unpacking a repressed upbringing and thats all i hope to explore

need to know: i dont respond well to aggression, im 19 and a virgin

limits: scat, blood, puke, violence, animals

\*serious inquiries only please!\*

The gist is that Im a fat virgin with social anxiety and depression. Im on track to finish my masters degree before I ever have sex, and only had my first kiss a couple of months ago. I struggle with really intense all-encompassing envy towards conventionally attractive women. I’ve had this problem since I was young, and Aa smart as I am, I have been unable to logic my way out of it. Being bi (in my opinion) has only made the envy worse and more confusing. Beautiful women invoke this really weird mix if jealousy and arousal that makes me really embarrassed of myself. I often feel unattractive, grossed out by my own lust and have spent a ton of mental energy imagining my body looking different.

With this post I’m adopting a bit of a “if you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em” philosophy. I want to become the object of lust, to wear feminine clothes, to feel more accepting of my sexuality because I’m viewed as a sexual being.

I’m looking for a dom/me who can help shape me into something more desirable. I’m really interested in D/s elements being a part of this because I want to be trained to be the most desirable sub that I can be. I’m curious about a kind of psychological focus / mind break situation but that’s tbd at the moment

I’ve posted this a couple times as I’m developing more of an idea of what I want this to look like.
I think part of it might depend on who messages me. The psychological aspect of this really interests me, and I’m curious about conditioning/ hypnosis. I think having a woman dom me in this way could be really interesting and could provide a lot of firsthand experience / advice to help mold me, but all perspectives are welcome. Im not against the potential degradation aspects of this, but as a sub, it takes a bit of sustained effort to get me to really submit and be accepting of degrading treatment. For the time being, however, please reach out if any of this sounds interesting, and tell me a bit about yourself and what you hope to get out of this dynamic. Older / more experienced Dom/mes (30+) preferred

As a sub I think I require some level of “breaking” or domestication. I can be a bit skittish in the beginning.

Kinks: power exchange, light impact, praise, degradation, edging, orgasm control, petplay, ageplay, cnc, sleep play, breeding, hypnosis, manipulation / corruption, mindfuck, attention, freeuse

Limits: raceplay, bathroom stuff, extreme violence, incest, gore, nonchalance, low effort messages, fake Dom/mes / unearned submission

Some elements id like some guide on
\- aesthetics / outfits
\-accessories s
\- makeup
\- hair
\- potentially diet and exercise
\-sub training (handjobs, blowjobs, deepthroating, eating pussy, etc)

If you made it to the end, tell me a bit about yourself and what you’re hoping to get out of this dynamic. Please put a bit of effort into your first message to help me sort out the people who are seriously interested

Talk soon

I have a huge fantasy of having my virginity be taken by force. Recently I keep thinking about an older man forcing me to call him ‘dad’ while he uses and abuses me. It makes me so wet every time I think about it 🥺

Limits: pregnancy , scat, blood, permanent harm

Hi! Reposting this to get more inquires :)

I have posted here a few times in the past days and met some fun people and even made some connections. But, alas, they are often fleeting. So here I am again, asking for your time to find a real connection :)

I am a very pervy guy, lived all over the world, have A LOT of very naughty experiences and stories, all built on my own traumas. I would love to find a lady friend - a partner perhaps - younger than me (broadly defined), who understands me and needs someone that understands them, someone who will not judge, who wants to share experiences, who wants to create memories together. I promise there is nothing in your experience that will scare me away.

I am a daddy dom type; I can be mean and rough but also want to be sweet and cuddly. Would you like to create our own secret world where we can get away from others, connect on a deep level, and get lost in each other’s wants and needs? If so, we can talk on Session (ID below) or TG if we really connect. Note: aside from initial introductions, please no chatting here on reddit.

Limits: scat, gore, vomit.

Otherwise I’m into ALL the kinks. Don’t be shy!

Wolf prompts:

Tell us about a time you misjudged someone and later realized you were wrong.

—I once knew a girl who always criticized everything I did, everything I said, and generally tried to make me angry when I was in her proximity. I thought she hated me but I later discovered she had a huge crush. This may not sound all that novel until you discover that I was in my 30s and she was in her 20s!

What did you learn, and do you approach people differently now?

— It really helped me understand the importance of communication. If I had simply talked to her instead of assuming the worst, I wouldn’t have missed what could have been a growth experience.

It helps me get off thinking of my own dad. And I've thought abt him secretly when I'm having sex ​with my bf. Also met someone else who let me call him dad.

limit: scat, DMS.

It’s been a few years now, but I swam in college and freshman year the hazing was unbelievable. While some of it was sorority-like (fuck x number of guys, ect), most of it was degrading and humiliating and often gross.

I miss being bullied. I miss having my body constantly on display and getting made fun of. I miss the pit in my stomach when one of the older girls would give me a new task to do.

Has anyone else had a similar experience? Open to m or f as long as you can relate to the feelings here.

Happy to share more details privately but please note that they will include unpleasant topics and I won’t censor my lived experiences to your kinks. You get the truth for better or for worse. That means dubious consent, toilet related stories, and more.

Ugh I hate this about myself but it’s actually so hot to tell everything to some pervert who gets off to it. It makes me feel special. That’s so sick lmao! The crazy thing is I’m really shy in real life. I never over share and I never even really flirt I’m so shy.

Im 25 and pretty sucessful person here in colorado. Im in medical sales and make my own way. I have this deep desire to eat men...like cut them up. I kinda hate myself for it. I feel like such a creep! any other girls feel that way?

I really struggle sometimes when I'm talking to someone (and we're not playing) and they say something that's a little too reminiscent of something my abuser said or did. It's never as harsh and it's always softer, but it almost feels like the motivation behind it is the same. I see the similarities between what they said and what my abuser said in the beginning, and I remember how my abuser pushed a little further each time until I was being held down and hurt.

But then I wonder if I'm projecting my trauma unfairly onto them. They aren't my abuser and I can't know their motivation because I'm not them. But then I wonder if their intent even matters if the result ends up the same, and I can see it unfolding in my mind what will happen if I don't say anything. So I speak up and tell them I won't be treated like that. They make excuses and I wonder if I'm being unfair, if I'm projecting my past hurts onto them. Then I wonder if they're manipulating me.

I desperately don't want to be hurt again the way I was before, but I also don't want to project my baggage onto someone else unfairly either. If their a red flag, I want to run away but I'm never sure if they're the red flag or if I am.

I need to talk with like minded people. Dont care if you are the hunter or the hunted.

I love the thought of being owned by a man. Thinking about being nothing but tits and holes. Kept as a breeding stock. Forcibly fucked, impregnated, help captive, udders milked repeatedly and then humiliated while in labor. Just to do it all over again.

Something about misogyny, pregnancy, and birth just drive me fucking crazy. Im also into bondage, humiliation, throat fucking, pain, knots and more.

Limits: feet, scat, vomit

...but it's almost compulsive at this point.

I'm getting sober (super super early in my recovery) and my hypersexuality has increased a lot. I have been playing with people online and indulging in kinks that usually might be fine.... if I was playing with people who actually gave a shit about me, people who didn't actually believe the things they were saying, and if I wasn't compulsively seeking out worse and worse treatment. Treatment with no real care or concern, no aftercare, just straight abuse almost.

Basically I think I'm replacing substances with sexual mistreatment on reddit because I can't handle being safe and ok and calm. I'm recognizing this is a problem that will really impede my recovery.

My question is.... how to stop? It sounds silly. But I'm always coming back.

If anyone has any advice please let me know. I am in a recovery group, but I am obviously not comfortable talking about these details in that setting. I don't even think I could talk about it one on one with a professional. I'm not doing anything illegal. I just feel so ashamed and let others make me feel so ashamed for what I like, I don't know how I could talk about it to a therapist. But I appreciate that suggestion in advance. I'm more looking for ways to control my behavior on my own, when I'm kind of addicted to recreating abusive situations at this point.

Thank you. Hope this is an ok post. I don't know where else to go. Currently trying to self-aftercare after some really intense shit.

🤍

be warned - I am an extreme pervert. I am hoping to find someone as depraved as me to share with and indulge. please reach out if that’s you! And tell me one of your dark kinks

I’m a bi f married late 40s. A hs phase I can’t stop but I don’t think I want to stop.

Have been hypersexual as long as I can remember. I know my experiences were not those of others. Im fine with it. More than fine.

I masturbate daily. Several hours a day. I want to talk to others who had the same experiences as I did. They understand what made me this way and don’t judge me.

I don’t what anyone to be a “daddy”. Gag. I’m a grown up. I don’t need shit baby talk or slut talk.

I don’t need guidance. I know who I am. And I want someone who knows who they are. I want to be enveloped in the warmth and comfort of my life and experiences.

Limits: No panty talk or BDSM. No pet names

Stumbled across artist Mollie Elizabeth, y’all should check her out!

~7 AM: Wake, make pet bed, freshen up

8 AM: Turn on kettle, take morning medication, start making breakfast. I tend to roughly tidy the kitchen while I wait for things to cook

~8:30 AM: Give Owner Her breakfast and tea (three sugars and a splash of milk)

9 AM: Work starts for Owner, I begin my own work; usually I'll have an online doctor's appointment or two throughout the day

11 PM: Owner goes on break for 15 mins and will come downstairs, so I give Her some cuddles, kisses, and encouragement <3

1 PM: Lunch starts, Owner typically makes Her own so it's quick enough that She can take a short nap over Her break. I like to have a smoke and do some reading.

2 PM: I wake Owner from Her nap to go back to work, I start my nap (sometimes in the Real bed hehe 🤫)

3 PM: Owner wakes me up from my nap on Her 15 min break, finish my work for the day

4 PM: Start dinner between now and 5. Clean/tidy chosen section of the house until dinner is ready/I need to be actively cooking

5 PM: Owner's work ends! She comes down for a quick hug and debrief before She plays games until dinner

6 PM: Serve dinner to my Owner on my knees; we will usually watch a show or movie while we eat and I will lay in her lap once I'm done

7 PM: Tidy up and prepare evening bong bowl; my Owner will take a few hits and then force to finish whatever is left

~7:30 PM: Come in from smoke. I typically will get on my knees and offer any of my holes for Her use if She pleases (but She likes to keep me waiting 😭)

~8:00 PM: We go our seperate ways for the evening (though She likes to check on me every hour or so). We both like to play games, She likes to call Her friends, and I like to read/scroll on Reddit (in addition to finally letting myself touch after likely being needy all day)

12 PM: My bedtime! Owner comes down to say give me my evening meds, say goodnight, and tuck me into my Spot 🥰

With my disability, not all days are exactly like this, but this is what I strive to keep myself to in order to be the best possible pet for my Owner 💕 Things also change quite a bit during the school year. Our hope is that, one day, I can focus majority on serving Her, maintaining my health, and writing/reading which will make things a lot less hard on me :3