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Just an older Dom male who owns a 45 acre farm and is turning that farm into an estate. I stopped all row crops five years ago and began planting flowers and trees in the fields. Looking for a male female cuck couple who would want to live here in a lifestyle setting.
1/24/2024 3:04:11 PM
A young woman asked me a question about posturing

I will share my view on that subject as there is so much of it on lifestyle sites and I feel most of it is pure bull shit.

There was a time, when, how lifestyle folks presented themselves in public and in private, told who they were. It was far more subtle. Subs and slaves did not announce who they were and dominants did not have to call themselves owners or dominants or masters because both sides looked for those tell tale signs and vice versa.

You could walk into a room filled with vanilla folks and pick out who was in command and who was subservient and who the clueless were.

A submissive would make less eye contact in public seem more shy, talk less or only when spoken to. More dominant types were bolder, asked the questions, initiated the conversations and so on. You knew by their "presence" who they were, not by their words or self given titles.

Lifestyle folks looked for such things and recognized each other, were drawn to each other.

The advent of the internet and sites like this and others, produced a bunch of wannabe owners and dominants who posture and preen and say "I am" when they are not.

You will see a 20 something male, working at McDonald's and living in a walk up rental, calling himself Master and demanding that women bow to him. He has an old beater car, no savings, no future, he has not even began to master his own life. Now he claims he can be master of a sub or slave. These are the people who demand a sub "posture" for him and demand the sub call him sir or master. It's his ego speaking, not his dominance or mastery of anything.

We married in the early 70's as a natural dominant and natural submissive but those words were never spoken for at least 20 years. Married in 71 but it took me until 86 to even begin to master my life. In 86 I walked away from a high paying factory job and created my first major business, an auction house. That began a lifetime of building businesses, getting them up to profitability and then selling them.

Even then, I never once called myself a Master.

We opened the marriage to others from time to time and it was always her seeking a dominant type and myself seeking a submissive type. We could do so because we were secure in who we were, who we each belonged to.

I played with a submissive on and off for few years who called me "Mister B" but she always made it a joke, a way of poking fun at me. She would say it with emphasis on the Mister and then she would laugh at me. She was secure in who she was and knew that I was as well.

Among the very best of submissives that I ever played with in those years, was a woman who was in upper management of a major corporation. At work they called her the dragon lady and people were actually afraid of her because she could make or break a career.

She called me "Donkey" from the movie Shrek and she claimed she was my dragon. She served me with her entire being.

It is not about posture or titles, it is about who we are and how we are, that makes us owners or dominants, subs or slaves.

Don't buy into the hype, the hype is bull shit. Look at who they are, what they have accomplished. Look at how they help those around themselves.

In the words of Mohamed Ali, an ultimate Master, "look at how they treat those who can not benefit them in any way". If they treat the waiter poorly, run.

A true master protects, builds up those around themselves, looks to help the less fortunate, looks to promote others to be all they can be and does not say worship me.

A master is. They are not someone who calls themselves as such.

A sub or slave, looks for such people and wants to help them by combining their power with the power of the owner or dominant or master.

I seek to serve nature as her sub/slave. She is far greater than myself, a worthy mistress with no ego. By doing so, I gain as well.

I seek those who feel that is something worthy of doing and want to add their power to my own.

I say openly that by myself, I am not enough, that I need your power added to my own. Even then, I fully understand that we will not be enough but we can make some small difference.

If you feel a need to serve such a man, I would humbly welcome your support.

Then, in the future and only if you feel that I have proven to you, that I am worthy to be called your owner or dominant or master, I will be thankful and we will continue the work together.

 

12/4/2023 6:11:27 AM

In 2014, I began the process of changing a 40 acre farm over to a 40 acre nature sanctuary. I began by planting wildflowerrs and trees where the row crops used to grow.

I also created a very large indoor grow in one of my comercial buildings and in 2019, a  machine shop in another comercial building. Together, these replace the income lost due to stopping the row crops.

Covid came along and threw a wrench in things but I've gotten things back on track.

I wanted to staff the machine shop and the grow with lifestyle folks and it has taken me awhile but I have found my first couple and they are moved in.

I am happy to announce a new profile over on Fetlife.com

Come and view us and if you are a sub or slave couple or a sub or slave female, you just might want to throw in with us.

Look for HomesteadFamily on Fetlife.com

Here is to hoping we all find what we seek.

Larry B. Owner

 

 

 

6/15/2023 7:21:45 AM

Well, our turkey mama that had her nest on the lakeside patio of the house, is now running around the place with her babies following.

Getting a picture is proving to be tough.

 

5/29/2023 9:54:02 AM

As an older Dom male, I am well aware that the subs and slaves who would be interested, are limited.

 I write first, to very few, for that reason.

 If you see I have favorited you and you have an interest, consider that an invitation to write me first.

4/30/2023 1:42:13 PM

This is a 45 acre farm. I grew up on it, traveled the world, and came home again.

When both parents had passed, I bought out my sisters shares. I stopped all row crops in 2014 and began turning the place into a safe zone for nature.

It features a man made lake, spring fed and well stocked with fish. There are 22 acres of tillable land, some woods and rolling hills as well as several rock and flower gardens and roughly 6 or 7 acres of lawn.

In 2014, I began to plant trees and flowers in the fields in my attempt to give nature a safe place to be. We have a nesting pair of Bald Eagles, roughly 75 wild turkeys, about 30 head of white tail deer. We more small animals than you could hope to count. The lake is well stocked with fish, large and small mouth bass, crappies, blue gills and sunfish as well as a decent supply of turtles.

There are two family homes on this farm and I am selling one of them to my long term renter.

There are also two large aluminum pole barns, 60 x 40. In one, I built a large indoor grow with full temperature, light and humidity control and that was a marijuana rental grow from 2014 to this spring. It currently stands empty but I will put it to growing vegetables or mushrooms fairly soon. The other 60 x 40 is being built out as a machine shop.

I would really love to find two slaves to work here, (for pay), but in a lifestyle setting. A male/female cuck couple, two females, or a single female to start and help me find another. I feel that two would be the correct number but three is a possibility.

I have been  a dominant since birth. I married a submissive in 71 and we are still together. I became  heavily involved in this lifestyle in 96. Now that I am living back on the farm again, I want my 1 or 2 or 3 slaves to come and work this project with me in an ongoing lifestyle arrangement.

12/26/2022 11:02:24 AM

For those who wonder:

That is a 1931 Indian Scout. It is a 3 speed stick shift, 750 cc.

It was my dads bike when I was a little kid.

He lost it on a sandy curve in 1953 and hit a tree which bent the frame.

It laid out in one of our fields up until about 1985 or so.

My friend talked my dad out of it and spent nearly 40 years trying to rebuild it. My friend sold it back to me last year but it still would not run. I sent it to a guy in Grand Rapids Mi who specializes in them and he got it running again.

I got to ride it last year for the first time since 53.

It is a beast to ride. Weighs 850 pounds, has a high compression engine with kick start that can throw a man over the handle bars if it kicks back which it does from time to time.

It has a hundred rules you have to observe. It has no crankcase for one, which means the engine oil takes up half of that gas tank and every now and then, you have to hand pump some oil to the engine. Give it a couple of pumps to start it, a pump now and then when ridding, an extra pump to go up a hill or if going fast.

It is left hand throttle and right hand magneto advance or retard and you have to advance it, the faster you go. Left foot for the clutch right foot for the rear brake, right hand for the front brake. To shift, it is pull back for first, then two forward for second and third.
The brakes are clam shell instead of disk brakes so you have to start braking sooner than a modern bike.

There are lots more idiosyncrasys but those are the highlights.

tiedmeupON
 
 Age: 31
  Wyoming