From the outside, the household would look normal. If someone peeked in, most would describe it as evil. But for the few of us who truly understand, it is at the core fabric of our existence that goes beyond a want, but to the point of a need.



Keywords. 1950s, head of household (I am not opposed to marriage to own you every way possible). Domestic duties. Sexual slavery. Prison (while the 4 walls of my house would not literally be one, I can see how some would view it that way). Long term. One on one (I would never share you). Meaningful. Breaking. Training. Control.



I have a variety of interests both in and out of the lifestyle. Better left for down the line conversations and not here for the world to see. But trust me, we will get to those.



I cannot tell you that your life here would be easy. There are no fairy tales, but what I can offer is reality. And this.



Let me assure of you that I am capable. Educated, employed, financially stable. I am one of the few who has his life and shit together.



I know I am not for the faint of heart. If you are going to flake out, save us both time at the beginning.