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I'm intelligent, well-educated, well-traveled, and cultured, active in bdsm for over fifteen years.
Over the years, I have developed and refined my approach to d/s. I have had some wonderful subs. I can dominate you with just my presence and stare. I know that dominance IS
NOT telling you to get on your knees before we've ever met or you've
become my sub.
My dominance has two forms:
1)
Sexually: As a sadist I demand that you take pain, and will use you in
all your holes for my pleasure. But it's not all about me, in that if
you're not into it, I'm not. And if you are, you will get sexual
satisfaction beyond what you may even imagine (eventually!). What I
seek, though, is a love so deep, that we would each, in our own way, do
anything for the other. For you, you would take anything I give you,
and love me for using you that way. And that brings me to the second
form.
2) The second form is non-sexual, outside the bedroom. I
am a very loving dom, strict when I need to be, rewarding when it is
deserved, deeply committed to your growth as a sub and woman, and to my
growth as a dom and man.
Very important. Please read my entire
profile and demonstrate that you have by acknowledging that I am
looking for a sub who has enough self-esteem to not need constant
attention; who is capable of giving; who is relatively responsible and
neat; who loves animals (not for play); who can go into "sub space."
My Ideal Person:
You must be intelligent, classy, and fit. Comfortable socializing in just about any environment. You love it rough and nasty, are playful and adventurous. You must be willing and capable of deeper and deeper trust.
You have an excellent imagination... looking for someone who understands your lust and can push it to new levels. You NEED to be controlled sexually and guided in your life.
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I got this lovely response from SubtleDifference to my last post:
"The increased acceptance is both a blessing and a curse. The blessing is no longer is there a shame of one's darker desires or feeling like a freak in a society that finds this lifestyle in contradiction with it's rules. The curse is that many are entering into the 'scene' as a participant for just another entertaining diversion. That makes the sincerity of it dissipate.
But I believe what you witnessed is more about emotional maturity that would come with the understanding of D/s realtionships. Someone once told me bdsm is what we do, D/s is who we are. You witnessed things done without the intensity of emotions of D/s. ..." |
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A few weeks ago, I went to a party sponsored by a top NYC university's power exhange club. Yes, the school has an official bdsm club. It really struck me how much things have changed (and still need to change) since I was in school. Back then, most of us were in the closet around our love for ds/bdsm. The thought that a school would have a power exchange club would have been ludicrous. What's more, I noticed that the younger adults there seemed to have a much more open, playful, less-charged attitude about it all, certainly as compared to my friends of my age.
I think it's great - this increased acceptance in our society. But I also wonder if at the same time we might be losing some of the emotional intensity and intimacy. Mind you, some of the play that night was intense - piercings, knife play, hard single-tailing - but the energy in the room wasn't intense - almost like nothing that intimate or extraordinary was happening.
Your thoughts?
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I'm new to collarme. I've read lots of journal entries of female subs who are disappointed at the number of players, fakes, married liars, etc on this site. Or requesting that men read their profiles before emailing them or before commanding them to submit right away. That's really disappointing - and almost shocking. What idiot would send an email without having any understanding if there is a fit or of what the sub is looking for?
I'm also wondering if/how I need to prove my authencity here... having noticed that in some of the emails I've written, I'm trying to demonstrate my "realness." That sucks. |
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| Age: 41 |
| Warner robins,
Georgia |
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