Currently living and working in New Zealand.
Slim, physically fit and career sorted. A Dom at heart for seven years; passionate, single, intelligent, educated, English, witty, romantic.
I seek an attractive, intelligent submissive woman who treasures communication, chemistry and passion as I do.
The Perfect First Meeting:
We've talked for weeks on line. One cannot be too careful. We meet somewhere calm and stylish. A glass of wine. Conversation stutters intitially then communication more relaxed begins the first wave of true chemisty. Then we go dine somewhere nearby. It's elegant and dimly lit. We sit close and observe others. We share touches filled with electricity and craving. I thrill to how she catches the attention of others with her feminine beauty and perception. Then, because it's mutually desired, we go somewhere private - her place - mine. And I clasp a tiny chain round her neck (a minute gold padlock on a hair thin gold chain), I've had with me the whole time, after she has undressed to stockings and lace bra and silk panties and knelt in front of me where I'm seated, still fully dressed. Then it begins ...
What makes me a Master? And not just a horny rogue male?
1. Self-discipline.
2. A consuming craving for control of woman's submission, not just her vagina. A true respect for the bond that creates.
3. Leaving pretenders, liars and envious fools to themselves without bitterness or desire for revenge.
4. The patience to wait, even when the soul cries "this one will do".
5. Needing no one's guidance but my own.
A Master has mastered something. A Master has mastered his emotional limitations. No self-mastery. No Master. Here endeth the turgid lesson.
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