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| Guilt and even shame, I felt for feelings that seemed so natural to me. Years and years of trying to deny and then accept a lesser role. When I look down upon a woman's eyes I desire to possess, to own, to control, to protect, to love. In order for this to happen, the women must submit. She must look up into my eyes with the desire to be protected, held, loved, desired, possessed, and controlled
Once I get to know someone, I have no problems sharing pictures. I am a private man.
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