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TexasMaam -> RE: meeting dominant Women at horse stables? (6/8/2007 9:57:40 PM)
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foothunk, TRUST ME on this:
Women who stable their horses, wear boots, carry riding crops, are there to polish their riding skills, train their mounts and definitively outperform each other at the next whatever: Rodeo, Horse Show, Gymkhana, Three Day Event, Dressage Match, you know: the next 'whatever'! Horsewomen are the MOST competitive of women!
The fact that they are so fiercely competitive does not mean they are Dommes.
They are usually petty, shallow, critical, vain, self absorbed and spoiled. They are completely obcessed with their 'riding weight' and so usually take diet pills and stimulants and bite people's heads off because of the fact that they're cranky and hungry! They ride together, tan at the salon together, get their hair done together, go to the same costume tailor, shop together and in short, live, sleep, ( I won't say eat because they barely eat more than yogurt...) drink and breathe horses together.
Most of them have Major Sugar Daddys and they pride themselves on their ability to keep Big Daddy Happy. It's a survival skill, they have to keep Big Daddy Happy to keep spending his money. And if their Big Daddy doesn't have enough money, they think absolutely nothing of taking away someone else's Big Daddy who has more money. It's all about Big Daddy's Money.
They're bitchy and vicious when they refer to each other behind one another's back, and if they're VERY self obcessed they don't care whose feelings they hurt. ((( I can categorize them this way because I used to be one of them, and I still have many good friends in horse circles despite their unending character flaws! )))
A man hanging around a stable who OWNS a horse will be a hot item, new meat, a temporary distraction in the tackroom until ALL of the women know who he's involved with.
A grown man hanging around a stable who is CLUELESS about horses will be rapidly escorted off the property.
Horses, raising horses, training horses, and competing with horses, in short 'horse fever' is a fever all unto itself.
The ratio of horsewomen interested in BDSM will be just about the same as the ratio of women who love to shop on any given Saturday who'd also be interested in BDSM.
I like your post, though. It's amusing! If you think you can measure up to a Big Daddy, though, and tolerate the whining, the primping, the bitching, the spending, then by all means, buy yourself a pony and go for it!
Just remember, foothunk: Be Careful What You Wish For! You'll need to be prepared to babysit. All the time.
TM
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