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| You will not hear me claiming to be "King"Dom, or "Master of the universe" etc. Thats not who I am. I dont expect anyone to call me "sir". I am not into having someone call me any certain title because of who I am. If someone feels that I have earned that from spending time talking to me, then I am honored to have EARNED that. I will not be the one that makes all the noise trying to get others to notice me. Growing up I learned that my actions and honor are what gain those things. I can say this though, given the chance to get to know me one would find that the "intenisity" part of my screen name becomes very apparent.
Ever watch one of those nature shows when a larger predator like a big cat holds its prey in its jaws by the throat? The prey will struggle and struggle to free itself. Slowly the predator tightens to get to the last moment when all at once it chooses to take its prey. In that moment the prey submits to the predator and gives in as it goes limp. Granted I know I will get a ton of flak over this. Saying I am not a zoologist and that isnt really what happens etc. However, if you watch things with a new eye you may see it as well. Or that I shouldnt bring this up because I am talking about an animal losing its life. But it is nature and it happens every day. Just random thoughts.
The intensity is unmatched. The fury is beyond words. Can you handle it? Do you dare try?
I will take you to the depths of your nightmares and dreams. Are you sure that you wish to go there?
I am a single Dominant male. This is not a "title" I claim, it is something that I have found after years of self learning that I have deep within me. I was a Dominant personality type before I learned there was a "lifestyle" and will be until I die whether I am actively involved in the lifestyle or not.
I seek someone that will grow with me, both as individuals and that in turn will help us to grow as a couple in the dynamics that grow in our relationship.
I take great joy in not being a "normal" person in many aspects of my life. This doesnt mean that I am psycho or anything like that. It just means that I look at life differently and enjoy living life to the fullest and learning more and more about myself everyday.
I am very much into the mental side of the D/s lifestyle. It isnt that I am into mind "games", I would prefer to say it is a mind "fuck". If I wanted just sex, I wouldnt be here. I want to find a girl that I can get into her mind and help her to grow. I want that moment when I am with my girl and when I bind her with a single piece of thread it will hold her stronger than any steel shackles.
As far as the "Primal" in my nick well I am very much a primal person. I am audibly stimulated. I love the grunts and groans and every single lil whimper that I can bring out in a girl. Biting, clawing etc are the primal aspects that strip us of all that todays de-masculinazation in society and bring us back to our roots as man and woman. And then the fun really begins.
More will come about me. If there are any questions about me, please feel free to ask. I am an open book.
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Hmmm from one day to the next..... My oh my how people and feelings change so quick. |
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In the new pic, the glasses are a joke but the 4 month old porcupine isnt. |
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A breed apart and a step above. |
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NEVER mistake kindness for weakness. That is ALWAYS a mistake. |
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Jigsaw is an amazing character. The depth of the mental process in bringing people to the end of themselves is beyond compare.
Do you want to play a game? |
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I have been asked about my involvement in the lifestyle What is D/s? countless times by friends and family. I am not so sure I can explain exactly what it is, but I will try.
D/s to me isn’t about titles or being called Sir. It is the very core of my being. It is who I was before I even knew there was a title or lifestyle.
It is based on two people that have come to realize that within themselves they are not whole they need another to fit into a very special hole that is contained in their souls. The first finds along the path of their life that they are submissive. This person needs to serve. This servitude within isn’t about bringing another person a drink or cooking their dinner. It means to SERVE themselves upon a platter to another. To offer everything they have to give in order to please beyond what may be comfortable to themselves. This gift and surrender is often looked upon by society as a weakness. To me it is the ultimate strength. To know that you are sacrificing for another’s pleasure is a strength that many wish they had, but never will.
The other personality that is involved here is a Dominant one. Now, this personality is something that is very unique. So unique is it that so many that try to be a Dominant usually fail because they try too hard to be what they "perceive" as a Dominant personality. The reason they feel the need to "try so hard" is because what they do not realize is that this trait must come from within. I don’t believe that it has to be a very strong trait at first. In fact a lot of people cultivate it, and become very strong Doms. But, they must have it somewhere within them. The Dominant can be politically incorrect to most of society. In fact, they are looked at as uncaring, abusive chauvinists, and this is altogether wrong, the Dominant is the very opposite because they have to learn about their submissives in a way that most would not take the time to do so. They have someone that has entrusted their very life into their hands, and they had better be in control of themselves to not hurt their partners. The Dominant must know the needs of their partner long before their partner does, and that is no easy thing. Only by hours and hours of being with and paying close attention to the submissive will the Dominant be truly effective in that role. They must know the breath of their little one and the signs of both pleasure and pain and always make sure that the two are one so that no real injury results. They must never be dishonest with the very person that chose them to guide and lead.
So many things that one doesn’t really realize unless these traits come naturally which leads to my earlier statement. When these two personalities come together as O/one they build a bond that is unlike any other. A bond that is of the heart. A bond of the heart is stronger and tighter than any placed around anyone’s wrists or feet. This bond and lifestyle are not for all. Few harness its true abilities, I don’t even know if I will be able to completely harness what is within me as I grow each day. But, I know that I daily keep myself under control so that I can control my submissive.
Again the question "What is D/s?" ………………….. The answer for me as a Dominant would have to be
"it is a way for you to love someone deeper than you have ever known, a way to control someone by controlling yourself, and to give someone the keys to your soul." ----- Just my opinion nothing more nothing less……
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Admittedly, I am a big country music fan. However, I enjoy most types of music. One of my favorite songs from the 80's is from Twisted Sister. I remember this song growing up and just feeling it deep within. Here are the lyrics.
Twisted Sister "Under The Blade"
a glint of steel
a flash of light
you know you're not going home tonight
be it jack or switch
doctor's or mind
nowhere to run, everywhere you'll find
you can't escape
from the bed you've made
when your time has come, you'll accept the blade!
you're cornered in the alley way
you know you're all alone
you know it's gonna end this way
the chill goes to the bone
now here it comes that glistening light
it goes into your side
the blackness comes
tonight's the night
the blade is gonna ride
'cause you're under the blade
ohhh
you're under the blade
it's not another party head
this time you cannot rise
your hands are tied, your legs are strapped
a light shines in your eyes
you faintly see a razor's edge
you open your mouth to cry
you know you can't
it's over now
the blade is gonna ride
'cause you're under the blade
ohhh
you're under the blade
a glint of steel
a flash of light
you know you're not going home tonight
be it jack or switch
doctor's or mind
nowhere to run, everywhere you'll find
you can't escape
from the bed you've made
when your time has come, you'll accept the blade!
you've tried to make it to the front
you're pinned against the side
a monster stands before you now
its mouth is open wide
the lights go on, the night explodes
it tears into your mind
when the night does end, you'll come again
the blade is gonna ride
'cause you're under the blade
ohhh
you're under the blade
here it comes baby
whoaaaaaaahhhh...
you're goin' down, down, down,
down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down...
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A tremble runs through your body.
A fear is in your eyes.
A whimper as the knife touches flesh.
"Is he sane?" you ask over and over again.
A dream? A nightmare? A scene? A mindblowing fantasy?
All you hear is your pounding heart.
Then a soft evil voice calmly asks. "Will you bleed for me?" |
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A T-Shirt that I saw today. Definitely going to have to buy.
"Strangers have the BEST candy"
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One Day a son took his elderly dad to the mall the other day to buy some new shoes (he is 92). They decided to eat at the food court.
The son noticed his father was watching a teenager sitting next to him. The teenager had spiked hair in all different colors: green, red, orange, and blue. His dad kept staring at him. The teenager would look and find him staring every time.
When the teenager had had enough, he sarcastically asked, 'What's the matter
old man, never done anything wild in your life?'
Knowing his father, the son quickly swallowed his food so that he would not choke on his response, knowing he would have a good one, and in classic style he did not
bat an eye in his response. 'Got drunk once, and had sex with a peacock. I
was just wondering if you were my son
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Boudreaux left the bayou and moved to Arkansas where he bought him a donkey from an old farmer for $100. The farmer agreed to deliver the donkey the next day. The next day, the farmer drove up and said "I'm sorry, but I have some bad news. The donkey died last night.""Well, den" said Boudreaux, " jus' give my money back, yeah." "I can't do that Sir, I went and spent it already.""OK, den. Jus' unload dat donkey." "What are you gonna do with him""I'm gon-to raffle him off.""You can't raffle a dead donkey, you dumb Cajun!""Well dats where you wrong!! You wait you an' you learn how smart we Cajuns are!"A month later the farmer ran into the Cajun and asked, "What happened with that dead donkey?""I raffled dat donkey off. I sold 500 tickets at two dollars apiece and made $998.""Didn't anyone complain?""Just dat guy who won. So I gave him his two dollars back." .................Seems us southerners aint as dumb as most think we be.hehe |
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An old alligator wrestler walks into a bar with a seven foot gator and proclaims to the crowd. "I'll make you a deal. I'll open this alligator's mouth and place my genitals inside. Then the gator will close his mouth for one minute.Then he'll open his mouth and I'll remove my unit unscathed. In return for witnessing this spectacle, each of you will buy me a drink." The crowd murmured in unanimous approval. The man stood up on the bar, dropped his trousers, and placed his privates in the alligator's open mouth. The gator closed his mouth as the crowd gasped. After a minute, the man grabbed a beer bottle and smacked the alligator hard on the top of its head. The gator opened his mouth and the man removed his genitals unscathed as promised. The crowd cheered and the first of his free drinks were delivered. The Cajun stood up again and made another offer. "I'll pay anyone $100 who's willing to give it a try." A hush fell over the crowd. After a while, a hand went up in the back of the bar. A blonde woman timidly spoke up.......... "I'll try it! Just don't hit me so hard with the beer bottle." |
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With the economy the way it is, an old swamp rat from the everglades decides he has to go into town and look for work. He heads over to the ritziest aprt of town and knocks on the door to one of the nicest houses. The lady of the house answers and says in her prim and proper tone " Yes may I help you?""Yes maam", he says in a rustic drawl, " I was wondrin', if`n yall had any work for me to feed mah family?"She thinks for a moment and then says "Yes there is a paint bucket and brush out back, paint my porch for me and I will pay you well."So the guy goes and does just as she says. He goes back to the front door to collect the money and when she comes out she asks " Are you done?""Yes maam, I am. But that there isnt a porch. That is one of them thar Mar-Say-Deez" |
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The Strength and The Gift
Kneel before me lil one, before my strong frame
Approach the controlling figure and carefully speak my name
Know that you are mine, and it is me that you shall please
And it is your strength in submission that has you on your knees
Look into my fiery eyes and feel the heat from within
Let my strength, my confidence cause your heart to spin
This ground where we are is on a perfect plane
To let no more hurt or pain touch you ever again
For here you are safe from all the world that’s outside
It not cockiness, arrogance or a haughty pride
That knows these things are as true as the suns light
It is a power from within that gives me all this might
The force to protect while other men would flee
For your gift of yourself is what strengthens me
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Center
tremble in fear knowing that only I am
in darkness, in twilight is where I stand
the fear as you kneel, the questions as you feel
that One can take you beyond your wildest dreams
this is the One that creates your screams
no more dread, of whats ahead
taking you further into the stars
breaking the walls, healing the scars
can you deal with something so real
is it within you to take what I give
can you surrender all so that you may live?
one last chance to be free, but without me?
will you starve or thirst
or will you be mine, where your hunger comes first
kneel now lil one, as if I were your sun
center me there
no more despair |
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Seeds
growing from the past, we learn to let go
of the things and the places that made us grow
The seeds were all planted, by many that we’ve known
And the seeds taking root and in our hearts they have been sown
First the seed of doubt, of things that we will do
That seed has been a thorny one since before the day that I met you
For it has caused the moments of self worthlessness and they have not been few
but this seed will not grow here, not bloom nor spread its due
the next seed is of fear - of what has happened or what will
the shadows of our formers like gargoyles upon the sill
of the windows of our lives guarding and waiting till
we find a feeling of caring that they will try to still
these seeds were sown many ages ago before the present day
but they have only started to grow because they heard somebody say
that they cared about you beyond their own self and ways
and now they try to block the path and impede your happy days
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The Hunger
growing weak from starvation the hunger never dies
I can see the intense needing within your eyes
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I offer to feed you, to nourish the need within your soul
and in return I accept that you give me control
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control is a funny thing it is something that is comes from your heart
for One cannot touch nor see that which you give is a totally different part
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now your body craves to be fed without a moments waste
your hunger calls out for more than just a taste
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yet you would starve without a morsel a nibble or a bite
why should you go without when there is something that is right?
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so to you I expose the skin that your fangs long to break
to mark is to mark for good not to bite for just that bites sake
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so feed your hunger and leave your mark
like the beast that prowls out in the dark
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the flesh is bared to whet your taste of my blood
the stinging, the sharpness coming on like a flood
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enjoy your feast my girl, for its in your name
to dine and feed and not play any silly games
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for I too feed from deep in your soul
your body is mine, under my control
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I will have you, and forever will I hold
in the days before life this story was foretold
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I will feed from you and you from me
with the marks of each other for the world to see
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and when we have been satisfied and our mouths are well drenched
there will be no more hunger at all in you for it has finally been quenched
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