| |
|
|
Home |
|
|
|
|
Browse |
|
|
|
|
|
Live |
|
|
|
|
Join |
|
Collarspace |
|
|
|
|
Dating |
|
|
|
|
News |
|
|
|
|
Glossary |
|
|
|
|
Mobile |
|
|
|
|
Alt |
|
|
|
|
Safety |
|
|
|
|
Toys |
|
|
|
|
Live BDSM |
|
|
|
|
Resources |
|
|
|
|
Welcome |
|
| |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Login |
|
|
 |
|
|
Dominant Couple, 57, Fife Lake, Michigan
|
Male Dominant, 51, Austin, Texas
|
Male Dominant, charlotte, North Carolina
| | |
|
| Back |
| KPM |
| Directory |
| Interests |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
| |
About Satyr6406
Trying to summarize myself in a few paragraphs is a very daunting undertaking! I DETEST this process. There is so much that gets left out and so much that, possibly, shouldn't be included.
I'm a walking contradiction but I'm not contradictory except in my very existence.
I'm old-fashioned in ways but, my grandparents would roll over in their graves, if they read this profile. I'm tragically hip but I shun modern trends.
I look down my nose at people that don't dress correctly for certain occasions (Can we wear a suit to a wedding, guys?) but, can usually be found in jeans and a t-shirt or sweater, depending upon the season.
I am not overly judgmental of casual acquaintances but, I hold my friends and lovers to the same standards by which I judge myself.
I trust easily but can become quite cold and mean when that trust is betrayed.
I love, freely but, NOT immediately and yet, I have been known to develop strong attachments fairly quickly. I refuse to over-think emotions.
I speak, from my heart, sometimes without passing thoughts through my filter (brain) first but I disgust myself (and have gotten physically ill) when I offer offense to someone.
I believe we take ourselves faaaaar too seriously yet, I believe that our integrity is all we have and I guard mine, closely.
Now, the one part that is NOT dichotic: I give and demand honesty and openness in all of my inter-actions. I am sick-to-death of all the "harmless little white lies" and "putting one's best foot forward" that is unnecessary and hurtful and a huge waste of everyone's time.
I believe in people and I believe that the universe will balance itself out if we stay out of its way but, I often take the steering wheel back!
I am much more a practitioner of D/s in my every day life than of BDSM but, I am not averse to BDSM activities (Yes, there's a distinction, for me, anyway)
Peace and comfort,
Michael
|
|
|
|
|
Dawn of time came far too fast
We grasp at days to make them last
The light climbs up and then goes down
Walk toward the light as fear abounds
Coming of age was so long ago
The lessons learned. The hearts of woe
Spinning wildly reaching out
Standing fast preparing to move out
Joyful times our hearts full of song
Frantically searching for where we belong
Easing in to the daily tiring grind
Dreams of cloud animals left behind
Societal bliss; the running of the domestic rodents
Upward, onward, forward moving in increments
More woe, more stress more insecurity
Twisted turning hopeless case of synchronicity
The light now fades the slip begins into pastels
Sleepy and tired but unwilling to stop at a roadside hotel
Pull over to the side and watch the colors? light show
The winter descends and frozen ground prepares for snow
The rooftops lighten as dusk sets in
The long cold sleep, at last begins
Those weary eyes deserve a chance to rest
The Rorschach of colors tells of eternal tests
Michael |
| |
| |
|
|
There's a disease that's entered my life. I was in remission but, it's back.
Dear God, I pray I'm not a carrier but, it affects me, none the less.
It was brought back into my life when my ex came to pick up her furniture, today.
Last night, on the phone with me, she let me know that she was coming alone. I asked her how she was going to carry all that furniture out to the truck, by herself. Then, it dawned on me: she expects me to help her!
Once this became clear, I asked her if that were the case and she put on her "victim voice" and said: "I guess I can handle it on my own or get someone from the neighborhood to help." (That's funny! She doesn't speak Spanish and no one in the neighborhood speaks English. I wonder who was going to translate? More presumption, I'm sure.)
She called, this morning to tell me when she was getting close. I told her I'd leave the door open for her and she said: "Aren't you going to help me?" (I swear this borders on delusional but, I decided to be "nice")
"Xx", I said, "Would it really be so difficult for you to say: 'Michael, could you please help me with the furniture?'"?
Silence.
I said "Goodbye" and hung up.
When she got here, she was an hour late and I had waited as long as I could but, I had to go to the bathroom. So, when she called, I was "surveying my kingdom".
I finished up the paperwork and went down stairs to let her. She was already in (I guess I'd left the door open).
She did, FINALLY, ask me if I would help her with the furniture thusly: "If you help me, you can get out of here, quicker." (The proper words, there were "more quickly")
Taking the furniture apart and getting into the truck went fairly smoothly but, since she was late, I was running late and, let's face it; it's Friday and I have things to do.
"Oh, Michael? I brought some discs. Could you put my pictures from your computer onto them?"
"Xx, I'm not sure I still have them. I thought I put them all on a disc for you and I thought I removed all your stuff from the comp."
"I knew I couldn't trust you, Michael!" and the waterworks start.
I need to get into the shower, she's already fucked my entire schedule all to hell but, now, I have to go find her photos, on my comp.
I go up and find them and I come back down and tell her.
"Can you put them on the discs, Michael?"
"I don't have time, Xx. Give me the discs, I'll do them later and I'll mail them to you."
She stomped her fucking foot! So help me, God! She stomped her foot. She's 50 years old (chronologically).
"Can't you just start it and if it takes too long, I'll leave and you can mail it? Come on!"
My response was: "Sure, Xx, because with all that's gone on, I owe you. What you want is more important than me getting on with my life."
... and up the stairs I go, load the disc and format it and start the photos burning onto the disc.
Now, when I get angry, it's best to leave me alone. I don't yell. I get introspective. She comes up the stairs and knocks on the door ...
"Michael, can I come up?"
"No. Don't come up right now. It's not a good time."
"Wha?"
"It's not a good time, right now."
"But, Michael, I need to go to the bathroom." (whiney voice)
I check how much time is left on the burn and I see it's 90 seconds. I don't want her near me.
I reply: "You can use the bathroom, as soon as I get done burning your precious discs that are so important."
"Fine, I'll go at the Walgreen's!"
I finish the disc and bring it out to her.
"Why are you angery with me?"
"Xx, because you're so self-centered and prideful that you couldn't even humble yourself to ask for my help until I refused to help you until you did it. You showed up late and messed up my schedule and you whined, when I wouldn't acquiesce to your demands."
(I'd like to take a moment to point out that you won't see one "Please" in any of her quotes. That's not an omission on the author's part. Those are the facts.)
I walk away and she says: "Thank you" as if she was on the line that walked past Muselini, after his execution.
I said: "You're welcome." (Very quietly because I was angry) and she said: "Grow up, Michael!"
The disease, my friends, is self-centeredness and pride and I need to go and get the vaccine (Sold at my local karaoke joint under the brand name "Buttery Nipple").
Peace and comfort,
Michael |
| |
| |
|
|
Okay. It's almost 0500 and I haven't slept and I don't even know where this is going to go but, take my hand and let's be brave?
I have recently finished (I thought) a time in my life where I have been very introspective and, again, I am learning a lot about myself and enjoying the journey.
It's the first time I've done this where it wasn't brought on by self-doubt.
This has been, plain and simple, a journey of self-examination that has been enjoyable. I looked in the mirror and I liked what I saw; right from the start!
Gone are the days when I wonder why I have no partner. Now, whether it sounds egotistical or not, I KNOW that I don't have a partner because they either don't know how lucky they could be or they don't measure up to my standards.
Yes, I sound arrogant. Maybe but, the truth is I am finished wasting my time on people who don't deserve it.
It's amazing to me, how many ladies are sooooooo willing to serve, as long as they approve of what my wants might be! That's nice of them. Isn't it?
Anyway, one final thought: When I was a young man, I loved all the girls. I'd fondle their titties and play with their curls. But, my wife went and left for a lawyer named Bruce. You'll never get treated that way by a moose!
Peace and comfort,
Michael |
| |
| |
|
|
I have been dreading this day for quite some time.
I know that there are going to be a number of threads about this in the fora but, I just can't do it. I need to do this, here, where people won't jump on and ridicule and try to turn it into "America caused it" arguments.
Six years ago, today, I was sitting at my comp, doing some work and, all of a sudden, the television next to me started telling me about a plane, accidentally, hitting one of the WTC towers.
I sat and watched and offered up some prayers for the passengers, people in the building, flight crew, etc. I also asked that the rescue workers who would be coming would be kept safe. I don't believe prayers go unanswered. I choose to believe God said "No".
In those buildings, I lost one friend and his brother (whom I knew but, was not overly friendly with). They were P.A. police officers. They died doing what they were trained to do but, more importantly, they died doing what their hearts told them they had to do.
In the attack on the Pentagon, I lost two people with whom I had previously served. They, too, were doing what they felt was right, having dedicated their lives to the protection of all of us who enjoy the (few remaining) freedoms that we have.
I really am not trying to re-write the past or say something about the actual attacks that hasn't already been said. What I am trying to do is say something that is burning, deep in my soul.
There is no degradation that I can think of that is worse than people turning this tragedy into a way of furthering a political agenda. I understand how it can happen but, at least on this day, I wish people could just remember those fallen and leave the political hay-making to the idiots that accel at that, politicians.
Peace and comfort,
Michael |
| |
| |
|
|
When will men ever learn?
Todd forgot his 20th wedding anniversary and his wife was fuming hot, when he got home.
She told him: "I'm done being pushed to the side. When I wake up, tomorrow morning, there had better be a gift, in the driveway, that goes from 0-200 in under 10 seconds!"
Todd went out to go do some shopping and slept on the couch, that night.
Sure enough, when his wife woke up, in the morning, there was a gift-wrapped box in the driveway but, it was faaaaar too small to be a new Corvette.
She put on her bathrobe, went outside and brought the box into the house. She unwrapped it and found a bathroom scale.
Todd has been missing for four days and police are investigating!
Peace and comfort,
Michael |
| |
| |
|
|
Well, Uncle Bob (insert the word "Dad") came down to take me out for my birthday, yesterday. We went to our favorite steak house and it was terrific.
We went over to a local park and spent some time, talking about a bunch of things. Not quite so terrific but, they were things that needed to be discussed.
I have to say, though; I am so glad I had the day that I had Friday so that I was able to have a decent day with Uncle Bob and be able to hold up my end of the conversation.
Peace and comfort,
Michael |
| |
| |
|
|
Well, yesterday was horrible but, the ex came and (finally) got most of her stuff out of my house (There's still some furniture, here but, all of "her" stuff is gone) and I swear it FEELS better around the house. There's no more "bad vibes", for the most part.
The demons have been excised, almost instantly. I feel so much better than I did, yesterday. It's too bad she couldn't have been here, Tuesday but, my pain didn't matter to her.
I can't believe, as bad as I felt, yesterday, I feel that much better, today. As soon as she left, it was like a GIANT weight had been lifted off of me.
It was true, what I'd been saying for a while: I wasn't missing her. I was resentful that she was still using me.
For some reason, a song from The Who's famous rock opera, "TOMMY" comes to mind: "I'm FREE!!!!!"
Peace and comfort,
Michael |
| |
| |
|
|
Dear friends;
I am really not "happy" that it has come to this but, it has ...
In order to narrow down the list of ladies who wish to meet me, I have to ask that any submissive interested in spending time with me include the answers to this short personality test in any e-mail to me.
If you send me such an e-mail, I will explain my reasoning but, suffice it to say that my reasons are good.
Do not over-think your answers and don't feel under pressure. Just answer off the top of your head.
Peace and comfort,
Michael
1.You are in the woods. You see an animal. What animal do you see?
2.What do you do when you see it?
3.You own a house in the woods. Does it have a fence around it or not?
4.You go into the dining room. What is on the table?
5.You go outside and find a cup on the ground. What kind is it?
6.What do you do with the cup?
7.Your property has a body of water on it. What is it?
8.You must cross the water. How do you do it? |
| |
| |
|
|
Not many people that I know claim to be able to abide a thief.
Unfortunately, there are all kinds of thievery. Money and posessions can be easily "replaced" but, the stealing of personal security and the stealing of the most precious possession one can give is ... time.
Time is our most precious asset. It is something that we have no choice in spending. We cannot "horde" time. Whether we want it to or not, it slips past us and we cannot recapture it.
So, what of the people in our lives to whom we choose to give that most preciou of resources?
Well, there goes a rather interesting statement. We can choose to give our time to people but, even having done that, it can be stolen.
If a person comes to me and "asks" for my help during a time of trouble; if they have a burdon that they need to share, I can refuse that help or that patient ear but, is that what I want to do?
Then, there are times when someone can petition us for our time but they are not honest with us about the circumstances.
The latter is what happened to me, recently, over a very long term.
These people have a way of making us care about their plight and they care not how the time spent with them and their bullshit impacts on the lack of time to spend on other real, more important things.
They care not about the damage that they do to whatever instances are put on the back burner in order to offer them that all so precious resource.
Just another example of the toll that dishonesty plays in inter-personal relationships.
As always, peace and comfort,
Michael |
| |
| |
|
|
Okay, this is important. This is as close to a "Mission Statement" as anyone is going to get from me.
This was a post, in the forums, in answer to someone complaining about "dominants" that get offended, when they don't get replies to their e-mails. The thread took a few "left turns" and the poster right before me (Whose name I've edited out, here because this is NOT to ridicule or pass judgement) included this sentence as part of their agreement with the main topic:
quote:
ORIGINAL: XxxxxxxxXxxxx
Dom is just a title that some people hang on themselves.
This is something which I have talked/posted about extensively. This is, exactly what's at issue!
"Dom" is/should NOT be " ... just a title that some people hang on themselves.". It should a person that holds themselves to a certain set of standards and behaviors.
True enough, since everyone's idea of what makes a good dominant would be different, the standards would be different but, I like to think that there are some basics, upon which most of us could agree ...
Loyalty-- faithful; as to a person, cause, ideal or duty. Some may think this is subjective, personally, I don't. While my beliefs, friendships, or long-term goals may change, on some things, my duty (to be the best person I can be and to do no intentional harm to others) never changes.
Duty--Moral obligation. Once again; this is something that each of us most decide for ourselves but, if we adhere to it, I have found, that we become people with a purpose.
Respect--To avoid violation of. I don't have to hold any person (or their opinions) up to be of any particular value. I am required (by my own set of values) to not violate that person or their beliefs. I can disagree (as I frequently do) but, I am not allowed to ridicule or intentionally offend.
Service--being of use or value to others. How many "dominants" (notice the quotation marks) are cringing, right now? How many are looking down their noses at me? Before we can become leaders, we need to know how to serve. The common belief that this lifestyle is all about me. That's correct, as long as I am not all about me. If I am a compassionate human being who is bent on making the world (or my little corner of it) a better place, then, a submissive who makes it "all about me" is not only serving my foolish caprices (There'll still be some of those) but, serving the community/her fellow human being. That's a good thing!
Honor--High respect; esteem. This is one that is lost on a good many people, in general. Why am I honest? Because I honor the truth. Why do I set a certain set of standards for my behavior? Because I honor this lifestyle (or my parents or whomever raised me). Somewhere along the line, people, in general have let certain things like honor slip by the wayside.
Integrity--Doing what's right, even when it causes you pain and even when no one's looking. How many people that we know can't even manage to cop to a simple truth? Where's the integrity?
Personal Courage--facing/challenging your fears and turning their defeat into your strength. We can't, as people, remain stagnant. Even if we're "happy with who we are", we have to keep evolving, on a personal level or we get dragged down into the mud.
I am not claiming that I invented these principles. Far from it. I am claiming that in order for me to recognize someone as a dominant, they have to incorporate these things into their lives/behavior.
If you take each first letter, you'll notice that a (Poetic license taken) "word" gets spelled out: "L.D.R.S.H.I.P. (Leadership)". Are we, as dominants, not supposed to be the "leaders" of our submissives? By giving their submission, haven't our submissives said: "I want you to guide and nurture who I am and help make me into who I can be"?
I know this is going to raise some eyebrows and, Xxxxxxxx, this post was NOT meant to ridicule what you said but, that one sentence, in my opinion, is at the crux of the issue.
As always, peace and comfort,
Michael
|
| |
| |
|
|
Whatever happened to certain principles that our community is supposed to hold as the very foundation of our lifestyle?
I'm apeaking, specifically, of some very basic tenets upon which even basic human behavior are supposed to be based; honor, duty, service, respect, integrity, and personal courage. Where are they?
It was very interesting, the other day, I was watching television and on the sports channel that broadcasts the games for my favorite baseball team, they had a video snippet in which the quarterback from my favorite football team said: "As far as leadership is concerned; I don't think you can be a leader until you've learned to serve."
I touched on this in one of my previous posts. I think quite a few of us get caught up in the "this-lifestyle-is-all-about-me" schtick. I do believe that, but I also know that my very existence is not "all about me". It's about the mark I leave on the people around me with whom I come into contact. It's about trying to be the best person I can be not only because it will benefit me, in my life but because it may benefit others around me.
Somewhere along the line, I believe that a lot of people that espouse this lifestyle haven't quite gotten a grasp on that. Weilding a flogger does not make someone a master or even a dominant. Taking control of their lives and how they treat others does; being an example of "wholesome living" does.
When we turn our backs on the principles I mentioned above, are we honoring our lifestyle? Are we honoring our parents (or whoever raised us)? Are we comporting ourselves as good human beings ought to?
I know I shouldn't go on about stuff like this but, when you're an out-of-work philosopher with delusions of godhood, shit happens!
Peace and comfort,
Michael |
| |
| |
|
|
I try to add to the discussions on the message board side of this site. I know that that is a source of great consternation for some but, if my opinions reach even only a few, maybe the effort is worth it.
Recently, someone posed the question: "Does saying you want poly(amory [Added by Michael]) make meeting someone harder?"
I am of the opinion that, indeed, it does and that kind of boggles my mind, especially on a site that is thus oriented.
As far as I am concerned, by the time the discussion gets down to sexual practices, the dominant and the submissive have gotten to know each other quite a bit and little "quirks" and sexual preferences become secondary to character and nurturing (of a relationship).
But, here's another issue:
In the realm of D/s, the assumed position of the submissive is: "Whatever makes my dominant happy, makes me happy." Please notice I said: "assumed" because believe me, you, that is not what happens, in practice.
The attitude I notice (from many) is: "If it makes my dominant happy, it makes me happy (as long as it's something I agree with)."
You know, I think back to the only real service I've ever done; in the United States military and I try to imagine myself coming up with some of these answers to my superiors, at certain times. Major X: "Sgt., I need you to be on top of that far ridge line by sundown." Me: "Yes, sir. I'd like to do that for you but, I don't think we ...". Court Martial would have been one of the least of my worries. But, I made a decision to serve.
Now, here's where the real rub comes in: I caution submissives, all the time: "Make sure that you don't rush into anything. Make sure that you know your prospective dominant well enough that you know, in your heart that he/she would never ask you to do something that you find to be repugnant unless there's a very good reason. If you don't have that kind of faith in a dominant, you should NOT be serving them."
Okay, I'm getting off my soapbox, now.
Peace and comfort,
Michael |
| |
| |
|
|
I desperately tried to avoid posting this but, I can't take it, anymore. This is going to be a REALLY rough rant, kids.
Ladies: ENOUGH IS ENOUGH. Being a linguist, I am going to help you out, here. MEN DO NOT SPEAK IN RIDDLES. If I send you a message, commenting on your blog or your profile, I don't need a nasty "I don't share and I'm not into poly" response because, honestly, "You make some good points in your latest journal entry" does NOT mean: "And I want to have sex with you, the next time you're available". Taking that kind of tack makes you seem very arrogant and presumptuous.
While we're on the subject, ladies, I'll give you another insight into men: If your profile contains "seeking ... sex partners ..." and you get pissy about the fact that the guy that responds has a lady in his life already, let me clue you in: If you think you're going to have a "sex partner" relationship with a guy and you're the only one he's doing? You're fooling yourself.
As you were. That is all.
Peace and comfort,
Michael |
| |
| |
|
|
Well, I promised to post my views on my last post ("in a few days"). I apologize for the fact that it's been over a month.
Truth is, in my opinion, if someone lies about ANYTHING, they are not dominant. There may be subjects we wish not to discuss. That doesn't require lying about them.
There may be subjects that make us uncomfortable because we regret our behavior. They, also, don't necessitate lies.
There's an old expression: "I can tolerate a thief before a liar. A thief just wants to steal your shit. A liar wants to steal your heart."
Peace and comfort,
Michael |
| |
| |
|
|
Here's a good one for you ...
Think about, before you answer:
If someone lies - even about small things - can they, possibly, be a dominant?
Send me mail. I'll post my views, in a few days.
Peace and comfort,
Michael |
| |
| |
|
|
In response to: "Who takes this game seriously?":
I'm not completely sure if I understand your question but, to my mind, BDSM is a game. It is an activity/"play time" in which people engage.
[B]ondage [D]iscipline [s]ado-[M]asochism is not [D]ominance/[s]ubmission. To me, where the "deep, spiritual, ramblings" come in is when you go into the realm of D/s.
D/s is so many different things to so many different people so, I won't go into my own "deep, spiritual, ramblings".
BDSM is sexual in context. I believe it also has to do with "testing the level of submission" but, that presupposes that the submissive is not a masochist and, therefore, enduring something they'd rather not; just to please their master.
But, you bring up "the game", "the fantasy" of it all. That part is a game.
Just one more thing: buying/owning a whip doesn't make someone a "Dom(me)". When I brush my teeth, I do so in a dominant manner because I am a dominant-type person. I was a dominant long before I raised a flogger at anyone and the truth is: I could go the rest of my life without ever raising another one. That doesn't mean I'm giving up my membership card to the I.B.o.D. (International Brotherhood of Dominants).
|
| |
| |
|
|
I just wanted to share a couple of things, here that I wrote:
From a post in the forums about "dominants" that "switch"
Okay, I've read a good portion of these and I have to add to it. It is a subject that is near and dear to my heart.
It is my firm belief that dominants and submissives should each try and "spend time on the other side of the fence". The question is: to what extent?
I know that I could never submit to a person. However, I believe that a "dominant" that doesn't serve something - be it a higher power or a set of principles - is not, actually a dominant.
I spent 11 years in the Army and, while I never submitted to a person, I submitted to their authority, which was granted them by the Army (and by my system of beliefs and values).
There are many in this lifestyle who are in it primarily for sexual gratification. That's fine but, that makes everything we do geared to a one dimensional plane.
(I KNOW this is going to start trouble) Those that are only interested in the sexual aspect, to me, are "Tops" or "bedroom dominants". Again, that's fine but, that is NOT "lifestyle". Lifestyle is how you live; not just how you play.
Now, to tie it all in: What I mean by serving "something" is ...
If a submissive gives herself to me, in my mind, it's not just so I can cum (I do enjoy that part) but, it is because she is showing the deepest form (I believe) of trust and faith that I will care for and guide her better even than she could do for herself (in her mind). It's a tremendous responsibility, which REQUIRES that I feel a sense of duty and obligation to a set of principles (or God).
The converse is that if a lady submits to me and I only want to use her for a cum ashtray, I am negating the whole of her offering.
Let me reiterate: I am not putting down "Tops" or "Bedroom dominants". I am saying that there are "dominants" that serve only their sexual wants and desires. That's their choice. There is no one way. No one has written the book on this. In my mind, however, a submissive that finds a dominant that "serves something outside him/herself" is a lucky submissive, indeed.
As far as this dominant submitting: when I was married, I "walked on eggshells" and "acquiesced" to try and keep peace in the house. So, while I would never claim to be "submissive" (God bless them all because they have a rough go), I know what it is to put another persons needs/wants/desires in front of mine (and I don't much like it. Hence; the divorce LOL!)
Michael
|
| |
| |
|
|
| |
|
Female Submissive, 30
|
Female Dominant, 57, Chicago, Illinois
|
Male Dominant, 36
|
Female Dominant, 25, Reading
| | |
Male Submissive, 27, Ontario
|
Male Submissive, 47, Gatesville, Texas
|
Male Dominant, 27, Umeå
|
Female Submissive, 37
| | |
Male Dominant, 41, Bridgend
|
Male Submissive, 57, New York
|
Male Switch, 27, Melbourne
|
Male Dominant, 27, columbus, Ohio
| | |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
