I look in the mirror and what do I see? A Man in His early 40's, though one would never guess it. A Man with dark piercing eyes, high cheekbones, square jaw. A Man who has taken good care of Himself, muscular, fit, attractive in many women's eyes. A Man who transitions easily from jeans and a t-shirt to suit and tie. One night He can enjoy the beauty of Miss Saigon or Phantom, while the next night flop on the couch with popcorn and enjoy a Netflix movie. While there is still some sadness in His eyes from the loss of loved ones, the quick smile, funny wit, and Dominant, yet oft boyish charm can't be hidden. Successful in His profession and daily life, He has overcome many obstacles created by those scared of His talents and ambitions. Financially secure, not having a true want in the world, but still smart with what is in His wallet. Despite all this, there is something missing.
Tired from a long day at work, the Man drifts off to sleep. He dreams of a Man walking barefoot in a grassy pasture, looking up into the sky, gentle raindrops falling on His face and sliding across His cheeks. The Man closes His eyes, and feels soft fingers wipe the drops from His lips. He feels a kiss that lifts the drops of dew from His forehead. He opens His eyes, but there is no one there.
The dream changes. Now the Man is driving up a winding road and stops at the top of a seaside cliff. The Man gets out of His car and walks to the edge of the cliff and gazes upon the sunset. The Man closes His eyes and breathes in the salty air. The gentle hint of perfume tickles His nose and He feels gentle tressles of hair brush across His face. He opens His eyes, but there is no one there.
Now in My dream I see the Man sitting at a table with a lady. She is wearing a backless dress, and I admire the slope of her back, the firm and feminine arms, the slim, but hourglass figure that I can see. Her delicate hand slides her hair over her shoulder and I am mesmerized by such a subtle movement. Her gentle laugh warms My heart, yet intoxicates me at the same time, nearly leaving Me breathless. Suddenly I and not the Man am sitting at the table and I gaze into her eyes over the flowers separating U/us. I then realize that I am the Man in My dream. I stand up and look upon her, and I realize she has no face.
I wake up, roll over and feel the chill in the bed beside Me.
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My Ideal Person:
I seek a woman who can appreciate Me as a man as well as a Dominant, as I never forget and reinforce to her that there is a lady that makes up the submissive, not the other way around. I am Dominant in all aspects of life, yet we should both still revel in the romantic aspects of two people who fall in love and maintain common ground during daily travels. A rose on your pillow one day, a flogger on your backside the next, a note in your pocket you discover at work, the pressure of restraints and rope on your wrists, this is the balance in life, not letting one side rule the other. I seek that submissive who desires to be treated as a lady in public, a submissive at home...one who is nearly My equal in everyday life, but yearns to give Me control behind the privacy of closed doors. Strong socially and professionally, yet wants to please Me at all times. Knowing I respect her for her mind, her strength, her passions, and cherishing her giving Me her submission and loyalty. A simple whisper in her ear, or a sly look in public, to excite and remind her she loves to submit to Me in private. A lady who is comfortable enough to cry on My shoulder due to a tough day, yet can revel in the pleasure of being over My knee the next. She should be intelligent, humorous, physically fit, and well rounded mentally and emotionally. A mind of her own is required and needed. I had one submissive on here tell Me she thought "the no face thing was creepy". If she couldn't understand the dream, then she was definitely not the right one since I had to explain it to her. Mental ALWAYS drives anything physical, maybe I am an odd Dom that desires or believes that. Also, no doormats please. I have no preferences between experienced or novice submissives, we all had to learn somewhere. If you feel you might satisfy these requirements and I vice versa, contact Me.
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