Tweedy, pipe-smoking, pseudo-academic, suffering from the wicked wiles of debauchery, dominance, and mad, bad women. Although I do wish 'dom' didn't sound like the opening to Beethoven Symphony no 5... dom dom DOM DOMMM
Apparently, to fit in with the rest of the 'doms' on here, it seems I should write some bollockathon about how my mighty manliness will relinquish the shackles of a free and equal society, and unleash the inner 'you'.
It's almost as if by being incredibly rude and sexist, thrusting about my throbbing member, and barking asinine orders one would usually attribute to a recruitment-consultant middle-manager, I would establish myself as an intellectual and social superior and warm your ice cold heart.
Power exchange feeds on devotion, not authority. Hence, I am looking for captivating, intelligent individuals who are as equally fucked up as I am, but not quite as socially or psychologically fucked up as some of the natives. In other words, if you boast more than the cerebral power of a potato, please get in touch. Presently, I have one young lady under my wing, and we're searching for a second pilgrim of deviance!
