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I am a male dominant, secure in myself and secure in my sexuality. I am seeking a submissive/slave in the Washington, DC area for an ongoing relationship, preferably 24/7 - eventually. It does not pay to rush things, so I take my time. However, I am also not indecisive. If I find something I like, I do not hesitate to act.
A bit more on what I seek. My partner should be secure in her orientation. Ideally, she's thought this through and understands what it is she both wants and needs in a relationship. She should also understand that a BDSM relationship is, in many respects, no different than, say, a vanilla relationship. To make it work requires commitment, respect, honesty (where it counts) and emotional maturity. My experience has shown that the last quality, emotional maturity, is the hardest to find, but not impossible.
What I am: sane, giving and innately kind. I am not into Gor, and I only enforce protocol where my partner and I have both decided this is what she needs. I like to laugh, and I do not tend to take many things seriously. I am generous and appreciate small things. I can be quirky, and I tend to appreciate quirkiness in others. I like women who are different, in other words.
Hmmm, reading back through this, I realize that this may not be the typical dom portfolio. I do not stand around, dressed in ill fitting leather outfits, glowering and swishing a riding crop back and forth. That's definitely not me.
What is me, in a BDSM sense? I understand why people gravitate to this lifestyle. Sure, plenty do it for the odd one off thrill. They play, and then move on with their lives. But there is a certain subset of those who do this because they cannot be happy in a vanilla relationship. They thrive on the dynamic created between two people engaged in sadomasochistic activities, they flourish in situations in which they have willingly ceded power to another. Just as I thrive on assuming control in a relationship.
There are, I suppose, many levels of submission, from the bottom who simply derives sexual pleasure from submitting, and nothing more, to the slave who craves complete surrender. While I appreciate both extremes, and most of what lies in between, I am seeking total power exchange. I am seeking that certain woman who craves subjugation, humiliation and understands that being corrected is a sign of love.
What am I into? Healthy relationships, the contours of which are agreed upon by both my partner and I. This is not to say that, at times, I do not appreciate and engage in depraved or extreme acts. I have and I do. What it does mean is that at the heart of it is love, not the need to relive and reinterpret past experience through ongoing psychodrama. I have a therapist to help me work out my issues - I have no desire to hurt someone else to help achieve that end.
To summarize, I cherish the gifts that are given to me, and, much like life in general, the gift of submission is always something to cherish, along with the person who offered that gift.
If you may be interested to know more about me, you are free to ask, just drop me a line here and I will respond in due time. Until then, play safe.
P.S. - I do not, and will not, post a picture here for the simple reason that I do not wish to share this part of me with just anyone. I would be more than happy to send a picture, though, should I be requested to do so.
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I've just had a thought, and I cannot believe I have not done this before. The next time I meet some hapless slut in a hotel, I will ask her to bring along a family picture, or perhaps one of her father. It would probably be best if it were in a frame, so that it could be propped up on a table or the dresser.
I will strip her down, and bend her over so that she is face to face with said picture, and she will repeat to the picture, over and over as I fuck her from behind, "Look at your whore daughter, daddy", Or something like that. I'd have to think about what would have the most emotional impact. Maybe if she kissed the picture, too. Yes, I think that would be grand. |
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I have been toying with the notion of starting a clip store on Clips4Sale. I think I might call it DarkDelights, and it would, of course, be populated with videos of me, or others, engaged in all manner of perverse activities with sluts and slaves found here on CM.
Personally, I like the idea of starting each video with a long interview, in which the object of my desire is interviewed, with the understanding that she must answer truthfully and be forthcoming. It would be a good way to begin to understand her, from the standpoint of her background and the events that formed her into a woman who did not mind being pissed upon on camera.
And that brings me to this: what fascinates me about this lifestyle is that which makes the people in it tick. I love to tease out a slave's secrets, her fears and loves, and use them to hasten her down the path to her ultimate and brutal debasement. My goal is to have any woman I am with look at herself in the mirror and wonder how she got to this point in her life, my cum smeared in her hair, her face red from the slaps, her ass throbbing from my brutal ministrations. In my mind's eye, I imagine her catching her eye in her own reflection, and quickly looking away, ashamed at what she has become. |
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The idea of having a stable of slaves appeals to me. One would be responsible for the household chores, and another for keeping my affairs in order, while another might be a breeder.
Yes, a breeder. There is something darkly perverse about deciding that another human's sole purpose in life will be to be fucked, accept the seed and then carry the baby to term, bear it and then be prepared to do it all over again. Her value is solely in those few acts. She would have no rights over the children - raising them would be a communal affair. She will love them of course, but they are no more hers than anything else in the household. She might even be replaced at some point by a younger, more attractive breeder. She'd be relegated to some menial job at that point, of course. Perhaps as a fluffer, or to be used by friends sexually. Or given away.
Actually, the thought of giving away the mother of my children is a bit much. So, she'd have to be special indeed. |
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Reading over my profile, I realized something. It makes me seem like a complete bastard, out to use women for my own sexual purposes, with not much of a care for what my partner may want, either emotionally or physically.
Well, duh. Of course it does, because I am seeking a slave slut who understand that she is simply a piece of meat, to be used sexually and to be dehumanized as I see fit. The thought is very erotic, and I guess it should make any perspective slaves at least a little wet to read those words. Otherwise, we probably will not get along.
Which brings me to a second point. Anyone who has taken the time to read what I am writing will understand this basic fact: I am a sadistic bastard, with the goal being to tear down your ego, to lessen your sense of self worth. I get off on it, on all of it. So, if you message me asking what I would do with you, and I tell you the first thing I will probably do is anally sodomize you while your head is in a recently used toilet, don't act all surprised, OK?
Because, I probably will. And worse. Which, if you are the person I have in mind, and you are visiting my profile yet again and reading this, you are probably figuring out now, in that pea sized brain, to who I am referring here. As it slowly dawns on you, remember, you contacted me, stupid. And I realize that, scared little rabbit that you are, being called stupid probably makes you want to run to the shower and jack off. When and if you grow some courage, I can show you in person what you seem to want and need. |
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In the market for something different, these days. Well, one of the things I am looking for is different. Not so sure I am ready for a 24/7 type deal, but I have a recurring fantasy about meeting a slave in a hotel, and having my way with her. At the end of it, I shove a ten dollar bill into her mouth and tell her to get out.
It involves plenty of humiliation, degradation, and, perhaps, some skull fucking as well. It may also involve going down to the hotel bar, finding some random guy and bringing him back to the room where she will be commanded to offer herself to him in any way I see fit.
The treatment will be rough, and my ultimate goal will be to have her leave the room feeling degraded and less of a person than when she walked in. Could be a one time thing, or over a period of time. If over time, I want to train her to be a complete whore.
If interested, let me know. The idea intrigues me - how about you?
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If you don't have a sense of humor, I do not think we will get along. The goofier the better. Please, life is too short for anything else.
Also, if you want to be kept in a cage, you should marry a vet. I prefer my play and life partners uncaged. And housebroken. I'm done spreading shredded newspapers around the house because a woman cannot control her bladder. Eight times is quite enough, thank you.
Now, good day to you. Bitches.
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I have learned over time that I truly enjoy humiliation. It only works, though, if the woman I am with feels the innate need to be humiliated. I have gotten more extreme over time, as have my partners. I wonder where it ends?
For instance, I recently read a profile of a slave who gets off on having men blow their noses down her throat. I messaged her, because the idea of this piqued my interest. Given my profile is sort of Mr. Rogerish, she did not message me back. I don't blame her, but I do wonder what that might be like. The look on her face as I empty my left nostril into her mouth. I assume it would turn her on, after which I would fuck her (because she is quite attractive) in some equally humiliating way. Maybe with her head in the toilet. That's always a fun one, though it requires a good scrubbing afterward.
Random musings. They're nice.
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| Age: 26 |
| Buena Park,
California |
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