How I lose track of time when working all day and motorcycling at night...

Spring Break - Day 3 - Guitars and Dominating Women

In an attempt to get as much done as possible before I head back to work next week, I thought it would be fun to have a buddy come over who I haven't seen in a while because he’s always touring with his band. We haven’t hung out in a while and his band's on hiatus right now, so I gave him a call and just like most musicians, he wasn't doing anything mid-day (hell, I think he just work up). So a few hours later he shows up and we have a blast shooting the shit as we whaled away on our guitars and drank a few beers.

Along with other people I hang out with, this guy has some wild stories of all of the women he's been with on the road and in town. While his stories are especially mind-blowing, I think the most fascinating thing about him, and about guitarists in general, is that he describes his love of the guitar to that of a good woman.

The funny thing is, I too have found many similarities between guitars and women. More specifically, submissive women. You see, in order to dominate anything, you need to master it. While I'm in no way, shape, or form a master or perfectionist at what I do, I always try to improve my skills. You have to continue to hone these skills or else they’ll become lost.

What I've found with guitars, and women, is that they require a certain way to be played as the mood sets the tone. If you're out of tune, miss a note, strike a wrong chord, or just fuck something up, the harmony is lost and it turns to shit. With your guitar, and woman, you get a feel for how she plays - how she responds - to your touch, your fingering style, your temperament, your penetration, your attack, your passion. If you are on the spot with everything that you hit, then the melody resonates beautifully.

There are times when you are required to make love to the music, or your woman, because that's how the tone is set at that moment. There are times when you just need to thrash away on your guitar, or when your woman turns into an oozing slut yearning to be taken over and played any which way you desire. Regardless of the style, it’s so important to remain in control of the strings and notes, or the mindset of your sub. If a beat is lost, the experience you've acquired with years of practice take over as second nature and you recover or improvise without missing another beat. No harm, no foul.

So in the end, while many musicians may make love to their instruments by creating beautiful music, there simply isn't a replacement for the love of a good, fine woman who is dominated and knows her place behind the green door.

With that, can't wait until tomorrow when I go test ride a few Indian motorcycles in town and hit one of my favorite dives on that side of town...

~ tks

Spring Break - Day 2 - Guns

The only political thing I am going to say regarding guns is that they were mentioned in the Constitution for a reason. I am writing this to discuss the finer points of marksmanship, the conversation that ensues after a day on the range or desert, and some reasons why I shoot.

If you’ve never shot a gun then I would encourage you to try it at least once in your life. Even if you don’t like them, if you feel that they’re the enemy, I would still encourage you to shoot one off at the very least. You never know, maybe you’ll get addicted...Regardless however, I would suggest that if you do muster up the courage, then attempt to go with an experienced friend who may be able to guide you for the first time.

If you’re already a bottom, new to the game, and were at your first event alone (not wise in my opinion), you probably shouldn’t go up to a random stranger and ask them to start flogging you - unless that’s your kink I guess. I would hope that if you did then at least have the common sense to not ask a person wearing a turian collar that says ‘Daddy’s lil girl’ or the word ‘slut’ written across her forehead in red lipstick...
So my words of advice would be to go with experience, just a teenage boy in the 50’s would go with a lady of the night for his very first time...at least from what I’ve been told by my folks - hahaha.

As for an open invitation, whoever you are who may be reading this - man, woman, tran, top, bottom, switch, black, white, mixed, local, visitor, or whatever you may be, I am always up for spending a few hours at the range with people. I use to go to a few private ranges, but over time I found that it was more and more difficult to bring in guests without the gestapo stepping in. When I go now, I typically go to the Clark County Shooting Complex or if I’m with good friends, out into the desert...and for those who shoot in the wild, stop littering and pick you shells/casings and other crap up before you leave - fucking bastards!


...So why I shoot...
You know that incredible post-orgasmic feeling you get after intense sex - the sense of release, fulfillment, calmness, bliss? I ask you, what other activities do you partake in that create that same sense within your being? Myself, I find it in only in a few other activities including the aftermath of shooting guns or having a blast on long motorcycle rides with the wind blowing across my body. You see, as a marksman many thoughts, actions, and feelings actually go into the process of shooting a rifle.

You need to get the clatter out of your mind, still your thoughts and bodily actions, create a Zen-like calm. I would imagine that there’s a sense of neurochemical release as you balance your breathing, adjust your fine muscle coordination, and put all focus in an attempt to group your shots tightly within the target. This is practically no different when I top a girl. For example during a flogging session...The focus that goes into the correct placement of the tails, the depth of contact and penetration, the rate, the rhythm, the control, reading her reactions, her pleasure - pain - orgasmic control - and so much more...Focus.

It’s with this focus that culminates and releases into an incredible feeling after you’ve sent many rounds down range that lasts for many hours afterwards. The same as when I top a girl - the sense of satisfaction knowing that you dominated someone into total submission with a tool that you’ve mastered.

You also respect the gun for what it is - a tool of survival and protection, a tool of destruction, a tool that can easily kill nondiscriminatory, a tool if used safely can create enjoyment, and much more. It’s with this respect, that as you’re around it, while you my not be aware, you are constantly focused on all of these potentials. The brain is always aware while your conscious thought processes may not be. I would imagine that these neurochemical pathways are running at altered states, differently than the 9 to 5 job where you run on cruise control. It’s this alertness that may be one of factors as to that sensation after a day on the range...an evening of topping.

...not to mention blowing shit up is pretty cool, even if you’re a grown up. So in other words, I would encourage a person to experience shooting a gun if they never have. It’s not for everyone, however. But I do believe it’s something you should try at least once in your life...

So today I was finally able to make it to the range with a friend and his snowbird friend who will be going back north once the weather warms up from where he hails from. I was debating whether or not I was going to go based upon the wicked wind last night and this morning, but as the morning progressed, it calmed down quite a bit.

I am so glad that I went because we all had a blast shooting off a bunch of really nice guns. I had a new one to shoot for the first time which is always a blast - as long as it doesn’t blast out of you hand with the first pull of the trigger. So we spent a couple hours at the range - blew a couple hundred on ammo, then drove back into town and hung out at a bodacious dive burger joint in which a great conversation that ensued thereafter.

I always have a good time with this particular guy because he has the greatest stories and he tells it like it is. Basically, he’s a real man’s man. The even funnier thing is, when you get to know him, he’s really just a ten year old boy inside (which I think we all are) who occasionally posts pics of kitties and puppies on his Facebook page to his closer friends which is very different from his outside persona. You see, he’s a retired police officer who’s had one hell of an interesting life in Vegas.

If you’ve ever watched the show Cops, and have ever seen any episodes from Vegas, then you’ve probably seen him...not to mention he was the guy that transported OJ in town when he was sent to prison in state (now that was a funny story). He was with the department for 25+ years so you can imagine the stories he’s got under his belt. And he wasn’t just an ordinary cop turned detective. Nope, he was an adrenaline junkie and led a patrol on the ‘goon squad’.

Basically, he was the guy that kicked down the doors when going after the really bad guys who had multiple felonies and warrants on them. So as you can imagine, his stories are very incredible. Actually, so much so he’s often a consultant in the business for a variety of shows. (If any of you readers are in the LA/NYC/Austin/Park City/etc area, no explanation of the business...for the others, google it.)

His friend who joined us today is a retired attorney of all things. Talk about law and order. So of course we had quite a bit to talk about out on the patio of the burger joint. Being the deviant one that I am, I naturally slipped in some side comments on kink sooner or later throughout our talk. You know the basics, ‘what’s some of the craziest shit you’ve ever done in bed’, ‘would you ever try this’, ‘do you think men and women are equal’, ‘have you ever done so and so to your lady’, and so on.

The responses I got were some of the funniest and most interesting shit I’ve heard in a long time. Much better than the discussions I have at work. Hell, if we talked about this at work, I wouldn’t be on vacation right now, I’d be back at work talking about this shit!

Basically what I’ve found in this discussion, and in just about all other similar ones with ‘normal’ folk, is that when you’re around the alphas, they basically dominate naturally. I’ve never understood some people who say that too many alphas together don’t get along. Yes, in the wild during the rutting season there’s a bit of competition, sometimes to the death, or when you’re a horny and wild teenager in a fraternity (ah, the good times back then), you often butt heads, but as you mature and understand your role in life - your place - you find confidence, power, and perhaps comfort of knowing who you are and have become.

It’s this comradery that creates respect, that defines who we are, that forms lifelong friendships. While over time we may lose communication with one another, it’s the time spent with the current people in our lives which is so important. Knowing your role, be it top alpha dog, bottom, switch, none of the above, or whatever, we create that kinkier side in our minds, and for those adventurous souls, in every day life through our actions...

Well kiddos, I do have to cut this short because I’m hitting the road for a night ride on the bike under the clear sky. I’ll leave cleaning the guns for another day - another reason as to what subs may be good for, hmm(?). So with that, enjoy the rest of your day and go out and shoot a gun if you have never done so. Comments are welcome. I’m a big boy and can take’em. I’ve got guns after all. ;)

~ tks

Oh, and chicks who shoot guns - that’s just some sexy shit right there. My God, the thought of one wearing latex or leather looking all tight bent over a bit while shooting...and flogging in mind afterwards...or in between rounds...shit........ok, gotta go - my personal kink is shared behind closed doors!

Spring Break - Day 1 of ramblings, poor grammar, and run-on sentences on the finer points of being a dominant man...

So I'm taking some welding classes to expand my tool bag at the local community college and timed my Spring Break to coincide with time off of work. This is completely opposite of my current occupation in the professional sector. As I've mentioned before, since separating from my last relationship almost a year ago, I've focused primarily on work with practically no time off.

You may ask, 'why welding?' Well, if you think about it, I can now fabricate many every day run of the mill things - and not to mention - all of the behind the closed door kink things that I can now fabricate. I'm sure with some imagination, you can envision all of the interesting contraptions made possible via the old welding gun.

Oh, and melting metal - now that's just some raw domination and manliness. For any women reading this (especially submissive), if your man/dom does not do this, or show any interest in other manly things, well then, I'd say you’re in a lesbian relationship - hahaha....Don't get me wrong, I love all people and don’t care what their sexual preferences may be, but if you’re in a heterosexual relationship, and you're into power roles, then someone has to be in charge...

So coming back around to my spring break.

I have spent my first day on vacation doing a little spring cleaning. With the weather in the upper 70's here in Vegas, I felt it was time for a change so I shaved off my beard. Talk about a tan line. Fortunately, I can sit in the back yard by the pool and allow my complexion to darken a bit over the next few days. And by resting in the back, ahh. With some peace and quiet, I plan to explore what I truly want out of life: where I want my career to go, what I’m looking for in the next woman I’d like to meet, and a few other areas I’d like to expand upon.

Aside from shaving this morning, I decided to hop on a new bike I picked up last week and head to the gym. Since I’m at work during the day, I never knew how packed it can be mid-morning in my gym. Does anyone work in Vegas? Regardless, I had some people request I take some updated pictures - so I did. Of course in my workout clothes and albeit some helmet head going on, so if you don’t like it, well, piss off and stop reading.

As I was heading back from the gym, with the whole day ahead of me, no clouds in the sky (except the chem clouds from planes and drones if your of those followers or have some kink where you bath in the chem cloud particulate matter - that's pretty far out there, but who knows), I decided to ride out into the desert for a bit and open up the throttle on the new bike.

My God, she runs like a train! Endless throttle, a rumble between the legs, blow job to the body as the wind tosses you around at speed, and the sweetest ass you've ever seeing...hell, if I don’t happen to find a good woman one of these days, then I’ll just make my bike my old lady mistress... ;)

With the ride in mind, people often ask me why I ride, am I scared to ride, what if I get hurt, bla bla bla. Those thoughts, and other random questions that people ask me, well, they just don’t enter my mind. In part, I’m in control and nothing bad is going to happen to me. The 'what ifs', they just don’t exist in my world. The key to success - the key to domination - the key to the good, safe, and fun ride - is when preparation meets opportunity. It's the key to life. You have to be prepared. The dominant mindset is one of understanding, of knowledge, of power. Leadership at its finest. Understanding Robert’s Rules. Knowing the limits. And so on.

If you understand my lingo, then you understand some of me. It's with this mindset that a woman understands is what I'm looking for. One who understands where I come from and appreciates her man to act like a man...So in the end, if you've read this far and found any of my ramblings to spark your curiosity, then send me a line and we’ll discuss from there.

~ tks

...I can't wait for tomorrow - cleaning some guns tonight - and hitting the range tomorrow with some good old boys in town. Now that right there...some more good old fashioned manly fun shit on the books!

On being a dominant

What is it that makes you have a dominant personality? Were you always this way or did it evolve over time with experience? Are you always dominant - do you live it 24 hours a day? Do you ever switch? What are your kinks, your fantasies, your desires? What are your goals, your purpose? What drives you? Why?

These are some of the questions I've been asked over the years as I've encountered numerous people in the culture and sub-cultures of the real world and s/m world. To me being a dominant isn't a label or set of methods, actions, rules, or protocols to follow - it's just a way of life.

I grew up in a family where my pop worked and my mom stayed home. My dad wore the pants in the family, made the dough, paid the bills, worked hard, played hard, came home from work expecting the house to be clean and the food to be on the table ready to be eaten. It was our way of life and that was that. It was comfortable and everyone knew their place.

For years I fought this concept. I wanted some equality and believed that women should be on par with men. As time went on and I grew with experience, I've found my belief systems to change a bit. I've felt that the roles of men and women should be unique, yet balanced. One needs to be a supporter, a protector, a leader, yet the other half needs to be a receiver and a giver. I am not inferring that women are doormats in any way. I fully appreciate a woman who's worked hard, gotten a degree, worked up the ladder in her profession, and has great success in her professional and personal life. These qualities are what make this type of woman even more special to me. It is this type of woman who knows what she wants, yet knows her place in the dynamics of a healthy dominant/submissive relationship.

While in the public, I prefer the woman I'm with to be dominant to the exterior world to a degree - after all, it's a fucking jungle out there. If she has the need to do whatever the hell she needs to do, then I'm all for it. It's this side of a woman who shows her confidence that really turns me on and entertains me when I see her turning the tables on a 'dom/top' giving her shit at an event we may be at. (Not that I allow some asshole to do this in the first place - but on that rare occasion if we should part ways for a moment and she's harassed in my absence.) I'm not saying it's always acceptable, there are limits to everything, but I believe if she needs to express something, then by all means express. This doesn't apply to flat out rude, bitchy, or brat attitude - more on the lines of just and righteousness - if you get my drift.

I'm at a point of my life where I am finally starting to understand the full dynamics of being a male dominant role model. And of course, I will continue to learn as I continue in my life as I experience every moment and event I encounter. I have learned many valuable lessons with my previous relationships - from the generalities of reading the body language, to creating better communication and physical activities when behind closed doors.

And speaking of closed doors, that's where I fully enjoy the dominant side of myself. So what is my kink? Well, it does vary quite a bit, however, I believe the greatest kink of the domination side is to have my partner experience whatever it may be to her full satisfaction. Be it flogging, bondage, spanking, orgasm control/denial, or whatever else gets her off, then I’m all for it. As for switching, yes, I do on occasion. There's so many reasons for that - you learn valuable secrets for one. After all, if your woman does something to you, then perhaps that's what she enjoys and wants the same in return. Do I find this to be weak - no, not one bit. Anyone who can’t accept the tides that ebb and flow just doesn't understand. Yin and yang, homeostasis, balance...all exist for a reason.

In the real world, and in my profession, I just can't mesh the full lifestyle very well on an around the clock basis. Yes, I’m dominant in personality, but I've found there are reasonable limits to expressing that personality. In other words, I've never understood the dynamics of a relationship in which the dom has the sub do crazy s/m shit out in the every day world beyond a certain degree. It's one thing to wear a choker or collar out and about, but for Christ’s sake, kneeling beside the master in a restaurant is a bit much - again, if you catch my drift.

So my purpose of why I am here is that a long-term relationship of mine has ended and I am searching for a new special woman. (This isn't rebound, we've been apart for some time and I've focused primarily on my work, but have gotten a bit lonely and bored more recently.) I am not here to participate in some group s/m orgy or beat the hell out of some stranger - and no, I’m not going to babysit your sub while you’re out of town. I am looking for a woman to get to know - regardless of where she may be in the country - and form a great relationship with her first and foremost. If things don't work on the kink or romantic level, well, at least I've formed a new bond with a great woman who I can accompany to a scene for her protection - at the very least.

If by chance you've read this far, then congratulations, you don't suffer with ADHD, so perhaps I've caught your attention or sparked your curiosity. Regardless of your location, my occupation and career goals are quite broad so I do have the ability to travel anywhere the wind blows. With that being said, feel free to send me a note and we’ll go from there.

~ tks

March 2014