studsdom

This is not easy... but perhaps a little cathartic. I am a dominant man. I have been dominant since I can remember, it is as much a part of me as my height or my haircolor. It is who I am less because I see myself that way or because it is what I want, but simply because I am wired that way.

My world is my own, I control it; define it, I have done so since I was old enough to earn my own living. No, even before that; long before that.

Sex, for me, is exciting only in the ethereal. It is the knowledge that my partner surrenders herself to me, in completeness. She must understand that in her surrender she gains direction, trust, motivation. In her eyes; surrendering innocent, intimidated but trusting, I find my libido rise. In her tears I see honesty, stripped bare before me and offered to my being. Her look, fearful and obedient, gives me joy. It is there that I find peace in love.

My real life experience is limited but full... limited in numbers but full in content. My requirements make it difficult to find the right woman. I do not like children, only women. Perhaps it is an oedipus thing, but my preferrence ranges toward older women... much older. I hate the term "age play", it is trite and indicates a fleeting moment of release. What I seek is that very rare specimen of matre femininity who recognizes that age is not the only indicator of wisdom or ability. She recognizes that her need to be dominated supercedes her sense of the mundane; that a man of youth who can truly take what belongs to him will offer her more than a man of age who cannot draw out her submission.

If you want to feel yourself humbled and brought to a level of submission that transcends all sense of true obedience you have ever felt and you are at least thirty years old (up to as much as sixty....) you may want to contact me.... you may find yourself surprised at how little you actually knew about your own need to submit to a truly dominant man.