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| Naturally dominant man disinterested in the tiresome protocols of "the lifestyle". My romantic dominance is expressed via what I persist in thinking of as rough romance. This means I may want to tie her, control her, and otherwise overpower her, both mentally and physically. But I won't want to whip her, harm her, or humiliate her. I adore women. I'm married to one, and she's spectacular, apart from her utterly implacable vanilla lack of romantic adventurousness.
This means, as you may guess, I am mainly here for friends, conversation, fantasies, and to explore the remote possibility that there may, in fact, be intelligent, confident women out there with the perfect balance of wit, kink, and sensuality to both challenge and intrigue me.
I may be a rogue, but I'm no cad.
Yes, the picture is me. Yes, I'll show you the rest of it if you ask and share your own.
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Part of the problem with sites like this is what I've come to think of as the curious Catch 22 of being a "seeking" dominant-- an oxymoron, in a manner of speaking. I can illustrate thusly:
As a born dominant, I have a quite large degree of confidence in my presentation, my charm, my innate manhood. When meeting women in real life, I can almost always gauge their response to those qualities. The best D/s relationships I've ever had have been with women I've met person, in vanilla situations, gotten to know, and allowed to discover that side of me.
This has, as one might imagine, only enhanced the confidence I described in the previous paragraph.
In short, I've never really felt it necessary to convince a woman of my dominance, my charm, my manhood. It simply comes across to the sort of women seeking such things, whether they are aware of it or not. (In fact, in my experience, the most interesting subs are the ones who publicly perceive themselves as feminists).
I find it distasteful, therefore, for a man to overtly sell himself, and a sign of insecurity or self doubt when he does.
Which brings us to this site (and others like it) and the oxymoronic Catch 22 of the "seeking" dominant.
Sites like this show an incredibly disproportionate number of men to women.
As a result, the worthy sub women have been afforded both the opportunity to be exceedingly particular (a good thing) and swamped with endless potential dominants clamoring for their attention (a not so good thing).
You begin to see the trouble for a truly, naturally dominant man.
He finds it distasteful to lower himself to the rabble of clamoring men, to compete with the noisome throng of (at least in his opinion) probably lesser men-- men obsessed with titles and "years in the lifestyle" and angry secret tirades against the cheerleaders that probably rejected them in high school.
So methinks sites like this don't, in reality, actually cater to the true, natural, confident dominant. The one who doesn't capitalize the word "dominant" because it feels like a contrivance erected to soothe his insecure ego. The one who knows his charm and wit and the weight of his personality is its own best advertisement. The one who is quickly bored with writing endless curious notes to mere potential subs, knowing his note (which will surely be interestingly original, and carefully crafted) will probably end up buried under a truckload of one-line blurbs utilizing terms like "cumdumpster" and "Lord Thundercock".
So, this leads me to think, meh, perhaps I'll continue to simply know the vanilla women who secretly sense a yawning emptiness inside-- the space modern culture shames them for, the space that hungers for a confident, competent, well-dressed dominant man with a hint of the unabashed beast barely concealed beneath his charm.
But if you are a woman like that here on this site, and if you come across this journal entry and are tired of the clamoring, poorly spelled, all caps, dick-pic attached dozens of messages, well, feel free to send me a note.
I'll see it eventually.
And if you include the title "Lord Thundercock" in the subject line, it will at least make me smile...
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I just can't help it. Impolitic as it is, men who want to be women gross me the hell out.
Look guy/girls, I don't blame you for being attracted to me. I'm amazing. Fantasize all you want. But keep it to yourself. A penis is a privilege. Guys who deny theirs, ugh, I don't get it. Knock yourselves out. Have fun. But leave me the hell out of it. |
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The Hammer or the Paintbrush...
It can?t just be me who thinks this: mean Doms aren?t really Doms at all.
You know the types. They like to call her a cumslut and smack her around (outside of sex) and demand she call him Lord Master Thunderball Hugedick. They insult and demean and just generally seem to hate her unless they want to stick something in her.
Is it just me who thinks this? That a real Dominant respects her? Elevates her? Puts her on a pedestal? Admittedly, it?s an ivory pedestal, of his own design, with silver shackles embedded in it, twined with silk ribbons of mischievous intent. And he doesn?t so much put her on it as bind her to it, keeping her beauty for himself, possessing and loving her the way an entomologist loves (and collects) the rarest butterfly.
True Dominant men don?t disrespect their woman. How can he love her well? how can he master her will and hone her desire and obedience? if he doesn?t map her passion like a river through the rainforest of her heart?
No. A Dominant man doesn?t have to demand anything? respect, obedience, desire, passion? because he can comb it out of her with his innate, confident subtlety.
Meanness is a hammer, destroying.
True Dominance is a paintbrush, transforming and inspiring, achieving the grandest results with the lightest touch.
Mean men are small pricks wearing big boy pants.
True Dominance is respect.
It can?t just be me who thinks this? |
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| Age: 28 |
| PHOENIX,
Arizona |
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