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I am a Dom male. I am 23 years old.
I am currently considering a submissive at the moment. I am not taking in any more until I feel comfortable in training another. I am only accepting friends.
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Can I be me now? That is what I thought when I first started my journey into BDSM. I knew what I wanted, a good little slave girl to tend to my needs. I knew the vanilla life was not for me. I wanted to bind and gag and whip my lover. I wanted to be in control. Society was the only thing holding me back and I hated lying to myself every day.
I would tell myself it was just a phase. It was just a long and drawn out phase that started before I could remember. Well, here I am, 23, and I still can not shake the need to have someone be there for my every need. I need to have the loyalty. I need to have the control. I need to protect and guide what is Mine!
The only problem is that there are so few who will give their hearts and minds and bodies to Me. So many who will claim that they want a Master and yet there are so few willing to go the distance. I want someone who will be all that they say. If there was one I could find that needed a Master like me. Alas, there is not. Every single one I have ever met wants to give their body and keep the mind and soul. When you are a slave there is no distinction. The connection between a Master and his slave on a level deeper than many realize. I want that connection but I can not find it.
If there was one woman out there who could fill the void. The collar I keep empty for the perfect fit. Is being happy that tough to gain? Yes it is. But the reward is too great to give up now. I will continue my search and work to find my good fortune.
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| Age: 22 |
| Warrenville,
Illinois |
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