Mindfondler
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I'll have a try! I'd better supply some caveats first, though:Gentlemen? Truly nothing to add here?
Indulge me on my bday weekend.
Surely someone has something to add to this thread.
Slinger? Dessentes? subtleDom? Callmetim? Bueller???
- By replying in this thread, I'm not asserting that I'm either a gentleman or a complete (e.g. "one twue") Dom
- This is a sample of one: my own personal take on Dominance and submission
- I'm not claiming my view to be "right" for anyone other than myself
It was an extremely slow process for me, and not one that I consciously understood until last year.Question for the consideration of the Doms in the room:
How did you come to understand yourself as a Dom? Was this a slow process or a thunderclap? Did you just realize or did you have a relationship with a submissive who helped you "discover" your nature?
During my adolescence, I started to fantasise about "helping" girls by... well... restraining them and then doing things to them. It didn't make any sense to me because I had no desire to carry that out in real life -- the notion horrified me and yet continued to fascinate me. The only mitigation was my sense that the girls were actually enjoying what I was doing even though they were trying to pretend otherwise. It was as if I were liberating them by peeling away a false external veneer – a mask of superficial respectability – and accessing their true expressive selves underneath. Even so, I parked away those types of fantasies as dangerous and egocentric delusions.
In my early adulthood, I realised that there was some validity to my fantasy – at least for certain types of people. Films like 9½ Weeks showed me a D/s dynamic in action, although my take from that film was that it was a dysfunctional one. I didn't identify with those characters, whom I regarded as "broken" and unsuitable role models for me. Still, though, my fantasies continued. I started to wonder if I was "broken" too. I had been brought up to be considerate and caring, so I felt like a fraud for acting that way externally yet secretly harbouring these troublesome desires.
Soon after getting married, I did a few tentative experiments on my wife, to see whether she might share some of my hidden desires. The results were indeterminate. I didn't push any further, for fear of imposing something on my wife that she didn't really want but might try to accommodate purely to keep me happy. I didn't want to risk asking my wife directly because, overall, she didn't seem like "that sort of person" (i.e. warped and horrible underneath in the way that I saw myself).
Last year, having turned fifty and feeling the need finally to "come clean", I told my wife about my fantasies and my desire to explore them in reality. To my relief and delight, she wasn't horrified at all, but expressed curiosity and enthusiasm. We subsequently launched ourselves with gusto into our local kink community, and we haven't looked back since. We're now doing our best to make up for all of the opportunities that we missed over the previous decades!
Anyone still reading? Bueller? Bueller? Still, I think I answered the question.

I like that a great deal! It captures my feelings extremely well. For example, I don't demand to be called "Sir"; indeed, I don't wish to be addressed that way unless I've earned that privilege in a submissive's mind. That way, every time that I do hear it is a sweet and fulfilling moment.Dominant Traits - Submission is Earned Not Ordered
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