Carmine/Tristen

here1am1170@textnow.me Feb2018

When it comes to Tristen, I met him in July of 2017. Right after I posted my first backpage ad. I had went from MocoSpace to backpage because I cannot handle MocoSpace anymore as far as the kind of treatment thought I was getting, which was shitty. I don’t know what it was but when he walked in the door, talk about a damn good looking black man. Sexually it was awesome. It is weird because I allowed him to put his hand around my throat which was something I don’t easily let happen. When he was behind me he whispered in my ear that I would be his sub. I knew at that point in time that it was nothing but tall but still. When he went to leave I asked him what do I call you? His answer to me was you can call me Mr Tristan.

during that time I didn’t know anything about screening. God I wish I did too. At that point in time I had my 225 number which was an LG phone. I had seen him I think a couple of times and then my phone broke. I didn’t zrealize it at the time but I knew who I was talking to. When he contacted me by the Carmine Carmichael 662-475-9955 number.

You know at first it was a turn on and to have mystery about him. He’d want to see me on a weekly basis. And if I could in between everything I surely try to make time for him. We started talking more and more.

I had been released from my former Master in Pennsylvania due to what happened with my son. That about killed me So at the time I couldn’t feel emotions. I didn’t even know if I would ever be owned again in BDSM. But we talked. And I found myself telling all. Sharing all.

The one morning he contacted me about 5:00 in the morning. And I chewed his living ass out. He doesn’t remember it but I have the screenshots showing it. So after he did that I didn’t talk to him for a while I put him on block. After a while I finally answered him and we got the boundary straight.

We started talking on Kik. I couldn’t wait to see him every time i did. Even though he was still a client at the time. I was in between Tony and was married and that was becoming so toxic it was just… Alot of bullshit, alot of hurt. On top of that June 2018 is when Mike Brown tried to flip the car over coming back from Houston. Now that I know what emotions felt like Once again, I found myself starting to fall.

One night I shot up out of my sleep, And I had this very bad feeling in my stomach. Something about his name, it wasn’t right. So, i confronted him about it. We were getting deeper, And whatever it was needed to come off with it. I mean I know how we met, But it was now time to come clean. So he told me his name is Isaac that Tristan is not his given name He didn’t think about it because it’s tattooed on his own I never saw it, not at this point. That his family calls him Tristen. Ok.

I also can remember one night I woke up, And I felt like I was being watched. I wish I had this history but it was on Kik. I can remember asking him where my camera was located on my phone. Because I really felt like I was being watched while I was sleeping.

Of course you’ve always got some shit surrounding the whole situation with all the other stuff that was going on and has been going on this whole time. In the meantime it became a weekly thing. And I would be in the kneeling position submitting, calling him Sir.

You know at one point Tony had been my rock. All I had wanted was to be treated better than what work was treating me. Thats all i ever wanted. I found myself caught between a married man and a client. And I knew I was not getting anywhere else with the married man. I had certain boundaries for work, that was Greek. I’ve never done Greek when it comes to work. That’s for my personal life. That is to keep my head in the real world and keep something special for whoever it is that I’m involved with. And he tried while he was still a client. And I wouldn’t.