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I am not sure where to begin but I at this point I have decided not to let that stop me. It is simply more important to begin without spending to much time crucifying on how and where. They say that the thing you think about as you fall asleep and fills your mind as you wake is what you should be doing. I am fascinated by kink, fetishes, BDSM. I have decided that it is time for me to meet some like minded people. My nearest term goal is finding an online submissive. I am not opposed to some great conversations, questions and discussions. I am career military retired to the countryside. I meet most standards of success. College education, little debt and a comfortable lifestyle that currently affords me a great deal of free time. I dont smoke and drink little. It may be judgmental but I have deep issues with many of the people pushing themselves as dominant looking to be in control of others when to be frank they are not doing a bang up job of being in control of themselves. I am looking for a submissive I can guide and grow. Submissive woman are still woman I concede they exist on a vast spectrum like so many things in our world. There are some simple generalities that do no one a disservice. I use cis deors because that is what I am interested in. As such, to my mind, submissive woman need attention, support and encouragement. I read once about a woman finding a new dominant and that night in bed he came on her face then rolled over and went to sleep as she cried herself to sleep. I was not impressed and do not consider that behavior to be what the BDSM community needs. I want to share thoughts, emotions. I think a lot of submissives feel deep insecurities about their feelings, their kinks, maybe even their place in the world. I want to be a safe space, gentle words from the void. The dominant does not force a submissive he allows them. They offload decisions and control. With that they offload fear. This allows them to be that which is beautiful. Submissive.
Tell them about yourself the unhelpful helpful prompt prodded pointedly. I am a teetering stack of seemingly incompatible extremes. That might give the wrong impression. By using seemingly I implied that some sort of deep subtle compatibility existed while preciously optimistic I am not sure it is true. I am by most definitions hopeless romantic and I desperately want a 247 slave in a TPE lifestyle. My slave would get flowers and sleep in chains. I could cuddle for hours and yet I have fantasies of my slave sleeping on the floor some nights a chain running from her collar to the bedpost. The photos in my tumblr collection run from beautiful woman dressed in pretty clothes smothered in sunshine. To women chained naked in small concrete cells from the likes in Insex or Madame Bathory. I would enjoy exploring both with an open minded slave girl. Does a woman that enjoys hiking and an occasional stint chained in the basement exist? I guess some would say a Dominant should not care if the slave enjoys it. But... I do I want a shared enthusiasm and shared experiences. Some activities might be just out of being a good sport and if that is life so be it. But I do not want my kinks suffered. I have spent too much of my life feeling that shame. I have read and watched Bren Brown Brown and I have taught the most basic level of sexual assault awareness courses in the military. I believe human trafficking plagues our civilized world and is a tragic crime. I have written stories about women being kidnapped and sold as sex slaves while maintaining a painful erection. I have a degree in IT and I am writing this on an ancient thinkpad so outmoded that I had to use an adapter on an adapter to upgrade it to an SSD. But it still works and I can be so brutally practical. In short I want to be a womans hero, I want to be wonderful no hyperbole I want to be I cant imagine my life without you wonderful and I want that woman naked in a turian collar with matching wrists and ankles often in chains on her on her knees before me.
I spent 24 years active duty in the Air Force. In that time I traveled as much as I could. I pursued overseas duty stations. I am an avid motorcycle rider and I live for long trips on the bike. I was stationed in Germany and that was my gateway to Europe. The motorcycle carried me through Holland, Belgium, France, Lichtenstein, Luxembourg, Switzerland, Austria, and Italy. I spent a few years stateside. Then I got an opportunity to get a 4 year tour in Japan and I only just returned to America about a year ago. Lastly I am a diehard animal lover especially dogs.
Kink is always on my mind. When I wake up until I fall asleep. I think about the lifestyle. I think about sexuality. In my mind I design furnishings for dungeons. I am currently up to my neck building an open source CNC woodworking machine from the ground up. With it I hope my designs can be made manifest. I have pondered the health and wellness of submissives to no end. I love bondage for sex. Dont doubt chains are attached to my bed in numerous places. My slave sleeping in bondage sometimes very strict bondage would be an absolute necessity. The happiest moments I have had in recent years was waking up to a submissive wearing nothing but her bedtime bondage.
In the real world I am more likely to use your full name than a nickname because I like how al they sound. If an adult says anything about veggies to another adult within earshot of me they are quite likely to get a carrot up the nose. Mani and pedi makes my skin crawl. Pedicure doesnt take that much longer say or type. I know we exist in a fast paced world. But if language was a crucial step as we expanded from the African savannas so long ago. We can pay it some due diligence. I refuse to accept that messages that contain prolly instead of probably exist in the same universe as me. A huge endless expanse of strange worlds, neutron stars, black holes, and supernovae. I have an ancient Edgar Allan Poe book that used through out. I wonder what type set had that as an option and when it went away. Supernov seems like something a character in a Jules Verne book might have encountered while piloting a steam powered space ship. I use and firmly believe in the oxford comma. But I am human. I make mistakes and sometimes it gets omitted by accident. Lastly I have an odd mixed relationship with portmanteau. Not unlike how I feel about high heels and womens shoes in general. I LOVE high heels, pumps, boots, wedges, ankle strap, and slingback. But I believe slaves and submissive should be barefoot period. Dont get me wrong BDSM is my life but a good scrump with the woman naked wearing a nice pair of heels is an all time favorite. So how do I reconcile that discontinuity. I am sure at this point that... I have not decided. Oh and crocs NO. Back to portmanteau. I believe chillax was sent by the devil so that we may see our sins lay bare. But I do so love ginormous. I mean just say Her eyes filled with tears as the full length of his ginormous cock slid deeper into her throat than she ever thought possible the thrust didnt stop until it took away her very breath. That is hot and I believe it works well. They chillaxed on the bad after they fucked less so. 1 out of 10 would rather scrub my tongue with a diseased brillow pad and gargle rubbing alcohol.
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