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Hetero Male Dominant, 49,
Buffalo, New York
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| ***If you're viewing this because I looked at your profile, chances are it was either because you posted on the boards or your profile looked familiar to me. I'm sort of looking for some old friends and chances are you looked similar to them in one way or another. Friendly wave****
I am a dominant male currently in a vanilla relationship with an older female. At present, I am only interested in getting to know people in my local scene. I've been on a twenty-plus year hiatus from the scene, and came here largely to reacquaint myself with what it was like for me back when I was younger. I used to work in a very private fetish-oriented club in the Intermountain West in the late 80's-early '90s (no, I can't drop the name here, but if you were in it, you know what I'm talking about).
To be honest, I'm here mainly for the message boards more than anything else. I'm ostensibly a 'member' of BKS, but I've only attended one munch and am on their mailing list. This place can be fun, as I've found, and I really don't plan on doing much beyond this. Not to say I wouldn't mind attending some events when the weather gets nicer.
I write bad S&M fiction. Really bad, but it kills time, and maybe someday I'll dare to post it somewhere or maybe even get it published. I posted on on the MB called "Kept", and it's pretty bad, even by my standards. I'm even sort of an artists, with a couple crude renderings of the stuff I like here and there. Granted, they're only a few steps up from stick figures, but at least I sort of have a handle on perspective.
I am not into heavy-duty pain administration, ropes, needles, wax, extreme insertions, piss, scat, or anything too strange and dangerous. I like handcuffs, chain, cages, collars and leashes, and I like women who wear leather, jeans, boots, and heels over the more outlandish costumes out there. I'm a smoker, so I'd naturally be accepting of someone who still does.
Platonic connections welcomed. Limits respected. Nothing expected or required.
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MasterCaneman
Dominant Male
Buffalo New York 6' 0" 250 lbs 49
Hetero
Caucasian
03/21/13
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Actively Seeking:
Submissive Female
Switch Female
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1/16/2014 9:15:32 AM |
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Hey! I said I hate journals, didn't I? Just throwing in this little note to point out I tweaked my profile a bit to make it look like I'm not trolling for playmates anymore. I'll be honest-when I first made my profile here I was arguing with my SO, and was half-heartedly planning on leaving her. She's the most non-kinky woman I've been with, a real pain in the ass sometimes, but overall it's been okay since then.
Over the last nine months or so, as I've reacquainted myself with 'the scene', as I call it. Things have changed since '93, when I walked away from this, and it would have probably been better to hang out here a few months to see which way the winds blow now. When I started, things were a titch simpler. A 'Dom' was a dominant male, a dominatrix was the female version, and a switch was just that. Now there's sub-categories for everything, so apparently, I went from just being a Dom to being a "Bedroom/Service Top". Makes me sound like I'm a goddamn butler with a whip.
Oh, last thing. My handle here. It took me a couple of weeks to see it myself, but 'Master Caneman' is something of a Freudian slip. When I created this account, I had it in my head to use my nom de plume "Caneman", so if people did a search, my old writings may come up again. This nickname in turn was given to me by a delightfully dizzy former coworker many moons ago, who always called me "Mister Caneman", because I walk with a cane after a brutal motorcycle accident. That's what I wanted as my handle, but my fingers decided to spell out "Master" instead. Make of that what you will.
One more thing. While I can understand (somewhat) all the gay male sub-types viewing my profile, the 'lesbian dommes' perplex me when they view it. If they're coming over from the MB, I understand, but the ones just out of the ether confuse me. Maybe the next one will leave me a note clarifying why? Just curious. |
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6/12/2013 11:42:49 AM |
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6/11/13:
Did I mention I hate journalling? Doing this only to remind myself I removed some of the stupid shit I put in on the check-boxes when I first signed up. I mean, seriously, how the fuck does someone become an expert at getting massages? And rather than have fetishes I don't like show up because I click 'Hard Limit', I just 'no opinioned' them.
I'm actually having more fun on the message boards than I am on the hookup portion of this show, mainly because the people there are more 'real' than some of the ones that end up in my inbox. Maybe I'm too jaded from the years of filtering the crap that got sent to my last job's email, but I can tell right away when a message is from a bot or from a real person, and there's damn few people who message me.
The ones that do are pretty solid folks, and the subjects are quite sanguine, for the most part. To date, I've only had one really negative message from someone, but that was largely my fault for getting butthurt at something they said. Ya gotta have a thick skin to be on a site like this.
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4/14/2013 12:34:16 PM |
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I hate journals. Hated them in the Army, in school, anywhere. I keep one on paper as a backup to my rotten memory. I'm only doing this here because I'm tired of fielding messages from people wanting to know who the chick is in my original profile picture. Here's the truth: she's just a friend of mine. She'd not a Domme, she's not my girlfriend, she's a friend. We've never scened together, and the picture was chosen largely because it shows people my height and weight better than a head shot. Period. The picture was taken Halloween 2005 at a party. Now stop fucking asking me about her. Thank you. |
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