---------            This is how geeky I am  --------------

Back from hanging out with friends and chatting.  The conversations turned to fantasy and if you could go back in time and meet any famous etc person who would it be?

My response .... Robert Jordan, I want to go back, grab him by the neck, chain him to a desk and force him to write a la Misery style.

Two of the 10 people smiled, the rest sat there with odd looks at my obvious geek answer. 

Martin had better finish his damn books.

Michael...

I have this friend, (I know surprising.... I actually stop perving at profiles and lurking on the boards long enough to reach out to a few people), who asked me about mentors etc.  I didn’t realize the amount of vitriol I had on the subject.  So here it is for anyone to see… ta da…

------ You shouldn’t have to guard what has chosen to be yours-----

On the subject of mentors approving another dom or helping someone select.  It’s a power #$@#$#@$ EXCHANGE…. You are a grown ass person; you have power, YUMMY wonderful Dom attracting power.  It’s yours to give and protect, ours to take and enjoy.

Your offering is a prize to any Dom.  It is cheapened when assigned to another. (yea I know about O and  Renee, but frankly… I for one… WANT to win you and mold you to my particular needs and fetishes, quit reading books and start living your dream. (wink))

Pygmalion loves his creation BECAUSE she is HIS, he molded and shaped her from her essence.  Each detail was the result of thought, consideration and finally WORK.  She felt herself taking form, felt her essence being molded. (she isn’t like the prostitutes that he distains, with their cheap yes sirs and meaningless master this or that)

 I like to imagine her longing to become what he saw.  I can imagine her saying... “ I could never be this creation you seek, I am still unfinished marble”. (yea I am a romantic, I like the Phoenician/Greek  version where she loves her creator)

Thus…dear reader… we arrive at the point.  FUCK YOU… if you think you can hand me some carved statue and expect me to rejoice in her beauty. It’s not MINE, she is NOT MINE.  I don’t know why she LOVES being called a #@!#!@ but feels sad if you call her $#@$#.  I don’t know her secret desires, and the words that compel her to her knees.  She is a mass produced illusion you wish me to cherish like a bespoke treasure.

When you allow some dom to train/mold/guide/mentor/mind fuck/play/whatever, you are carving into your stone.  Go ahead, examine different things, learn from others but understand… you are not TRAINED.  You simply are prepared to help your Dom find your buttons. You haven’t found the WAY.  That varies with each Pygmalion who longs for the perfection trapped in your stone.

When one says “My master LORD/KING/GOD DOM FU FU reads my mail etc.  I get the meaning, but if it’s mine its mine... if it’s not, stalking won’t win her over (Yes it worked for the beast, but we have laws in this country about locking women up in castles until they love you)

I want a strong submissive.  Having chosen to submit to me, she is NOT swayed by other sculptors. I don’t need to read her mail.  If I can’t trust her she is sandstone not priceless marble.

She obeys because she needs to obey.  She NEEDS to know that she is perfect for me and is MINE.  She doesn’t let some random stranger mar what we have carved and polished together. 

She doesn’t let some well-meaning dipshit or worse a bitter and jaded pseudo friend, walk into our home and dump trash on the floor…NOR does she listen to them dumping trash in her mind.  She is a big girl, she is smart, confident, strong and knows what she wants.

So the moral of my story… yes I will be your friend, and yes its fun to share even briefly the dynamic of Dom/submissive etc, but to try and mentor/prepare you for another dom, is to lessen your power and make you less of a prize for your one. 

We can share the experiences of your obedience ect, but unless we are going to explore the ENTIRE path, I am reluctant to set my chisel upon the marble of your soul.  That is a prize and joy for the one(s) you choose to surrender to.

If this made sense, great.  If this resonates and the rest of my rambling diatribes appeal to you… drop me a line… Otherwise… YMMV.

Michael…

------------ caveats, disclaimers and conditions ---------

First and foremost.  YMMV your mileage may vary.  There is never one way.  I am particular because this is the need I have that only you can fulfill. 

If it is offensive, etc recognize that I am not forcing you into this mold.  I am seeking the one who has yearned to burn, to melt and to be recast into this very thing.  I will keep your power, passion and personality, we will burn out the shame, hesitation and angst.

I completely understand the need for privacy, but I will verify that you are real.  I will ask for a current copy of local paper with a certain phrase written in ink and at least the top of your head.. (think kilroy) showing.  I will happily supply the same.

I enjoy chatting with women who have a deep craving for the things I enjoy.  If I noticed a penchant or predilection for similar debauchery on your profile or name, I will most likely attempt to chat with you. 

I understand that my kink is not common but I enjoy feeding.   While we are not compatible, IF  there is enough similarity we will both enjoy the time.

I will not ask you for money, a ticket, or interfere with your professional life.  I expect the same.

I jest, tease, cajole, beguile, and enjoy banter.  If  you are offended,ask me my intent.  If I was purposely humiliating you, I will let you know.   If I was teasing I will let you know as well.

I am also loving and caring in my twisted way.  You will need to be honest and answer all my questions so that between your desires and mine we mold NOT shatter you.

I want you to accompany me in public.  I will find ways to humiliate and mortify you that are personal and do NOT hurt you professionally. 

 I am a history nerd, a bibliophile, and enjoy competing with your mind.  Playing card, board, word, or similar games is serving me as well. 

Trying my hardest and losing to you is SEXY.... (see my journal).  Your glory doesn't diminish mine.  You triumphs, successes and accomplishments will be brought before me and laid at my feet.  I will revel in your success as I torment you.

Michael

__I'm too strong to be a SLAVE blah blah blah.. or other bullshit I read online like........ I was a Domme but now I'm broken__

Some people shorten SUBMISSIVE, using sub.  Its not a contraction for less, beneath or broken.

Let me put it this way, my favorite car was a JAG XK convertible.  It would fly. It cornered wonderfully and driving on a cold day with the top down and the heater blazing .... was paradise.. literally buying summer.

Now that car an insane amount of horsepower.  (even IF we take hazy memory into account concerning my fitness when I was biking daily,  I sadly must admit to having  less than 10 horsepower..wink). 

When I was behind the wheel I relished in the amount of torque and power that car could produce.  There was never a question of who was in control.  When I parked it the car received more admiring glances than I did.

A STRONG slave is just like that car.  Her success in her career, beauty, compassion, service and dedication are what give her POWER. 

It's extremely seductive to walk into her office, say hello to the receptionist see the men and women who she leads, councils, mentors and trains; shut the door grab her by the hair and have her suck my cock and lick up any drops.   After I zip up, regain my composure, and walk out the door for our lunch date, you could light fires with the pride for her that I feel in my heart.  She is not a switch, she just has power that she enjoys surrendering... deal with it.

Your strength makes you a sports car, your lack of conviction, honor and drive makes you a second hand YUGO (google it if you are from my wife's generation).

You are not a BROKEN Domme/Dom, you where most likely a whining, terrible DOM... who now enjoys being used.  It doesn't lessen you... its just how you feed your side of the dynamic.  Your power doesn't lessen us.. it just makes us feel proud that we have such a shiny wonderful toy to play with.

So to all those who have gone before me, thanks.  Thanks, for helping those I have met after you remain strong, secure and wonderful.  I usually avoid shortening the word submissive, and lets face is with all those Sir's/Mam's and what-nots that they type its only fair. 

We feed off of the power.. please never regret having it.  If you think you have too much just let us know.  We will make sure to strap you down tightly and promise to use your power fully (wink)

Michael

The entire concept of Dominance was one that took me a bit to wrap my head around.

Everything in society is geared towards how wanting to own someone, to control them, to mold them to please you and use them is wrong etc.

Having someone who enjoys the flip side of that coin is a release and a welcome joy. It feels like I have finally found an oasis, I can finally feed a need and compulsion.

If I do it right the submissive grows and thrives as well. Its a different concept and what makes it work for me is the consent.

It takes me a while to be comfortable with consent, I need to probe the depth of your surrender and understand the limits you may not be aware of.

I cant just slap a Velcro collar on you and call it a day.  To slap a girl, to mold and train her to desire that control more than anything else, without consent is vile.

The sadistic part of me revels in your willing suffering, it delights in forcing you to realize that you ENJOY begging at my feet.  It sings when you realize that all your twisted desires are shared and the parts of you that you are ashamed of are actually valued.