RaceBannon -> Dom Psychology: PART II-a thrilling sequel... (5/1/2006 8:15:52 PM)
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I thank all those who have submitted thoughts on the "Dom Psychology." Many interesting points. Thank you for your time. What I have never seen in these posts are the origins of how you men (or women) have become who you have become. I am posting my "how i broke into the scene," perhaps others will follow.... HOW I BECAME A DOM or LIFE AS I DON'T KNOW IT “Women should be responsible for their own orgasm...” I don’t really know where such a quote originated, but this testament to the ineptitude of man rattled around in the ‘70’s. It seems to me the essence of why so many women seek a take-man in passion. What fun is it for a woman to be “in charge” of her own orgasm? I have always been good in the sack. I don’t know why or how I became adept in passion; perhaps growing up with passionless parents made me wish for something more, otherwise I haven’t a clue. It is easy to know if you are a good lover. Time and time again you will find yourself the recipient of looks of “awe” and admissions that your lover “never knew sex could be LIKE THAT,” and the ever-glorious “So THAT’S an orgasm!” If you’re a good lover, you will be rewarded with such looks and confessions for many, many times (If you don’t have such rewards often with lovers...uh...well you may not be as good as you think.). Yes, many in the past have told me I have a “gift.” It makes me feel good. It makes me feel good to be the best lover my lover has ever experienced. It is my goal when bedding the opposite sex; to be all they wish me to be, and to be more than any other has been. (Such a goal seems more appropriate than just being one of the many men passing through their lives, yes?) They are all different, every orgasm is unique, and every woman is a mystery and a puzzle. Unraveling such puzzles became a hobby of mine when my 16 year marriage ended. I found a great need on the Internet from women who have always yearned for passion and who have all had many experiences with inept lovers; lovers who care far more for their own pleasure than their mates. They did not wish to “be responsible for their own orgasm.” It is a gift I have found I NEED to give. I am responsible for their orgasm and have gone to great lengths in the past to find that sucker. I have never missed a woman’s orgasm until this past summer. That was when I met this wonder called “a submissive.” It was then I had to immerse myself in this world of BDSM and learn the ways that those on this site profess to practice (I say “profess” because as we all know there are many who have no clue to what they are doing.). I have learned a great deal not only about my mate, but perhaps about myself. I have found this thing known as “a submissive” woman to be precious beyond all other mates; such giving is rare indeed. “Giving.” Perhaps that is the word missing in the beds of America that make woman write such foolishness in magazines like Cosmopolitan about “taking responsibility” for one’s own pleasure. I call taking responsibility for my pleasure “masturbation,” or “a candlelight dinner for one.” Why do most men not give more in passion? Do they not realize that in comparison their own orgasm is dwarfed by the heights women can achieve? Do they not wish to be the creators of pleasure unbound and be graced with such looks of awe and gratitude that makes a man feel God-like? Does not a woman in the thralls of ecstasy, the ecstasy that is pretended in most porn videos, make them cum not only in their pricks but their minds as well? I know most men do not endeavor in such heights because I have asked women time and time again about their past lovers, at first because I was confused why they thought I was so good, and later merely to prove that my brethren were woefully bed-challenged. It is a sorry state for mankind. Now, I am attempting to please this lovely submissive woman. Never have I had to study to please a woman. Never have I had to learn why a woman is how she is, or what nearly insane behavior is necessary to fulfill her desires. Yes, I have always been in charge in the sack, and still am with this woman. Never has a woman given me anything other than love or gratitude after lovemaking. Yet this one woman, so ignorant of her own desires, so ignorant of the basics of a loving relationship, so ignorant that there are so many others with desires like her own, has given me more than all the other women in my life combined. She alone has taught ME something. She has taught me I know nothing about some kinds of passion. She has taught me how much I love a challenge, and how far I will go to meet such a challenge. She has taught me that the desires most men merely dream can become reality. She has been my slave in passion and there is no limit to the pleasure she can withstand. She is infinite. No, I do not know why I am the way I am. I do not know why I am so comfortable and confident with a woman in my arms. It has always been the case until recently. Now I am just a babe who is only beginning this passionate journey. I am newly reborn a novice. What greater gift could be given to a man who thought he knew it all? I have no idea why a Dom becomes a Dom. I have no idea why I have to be “in charge.” Hell, I’m one of the few men I know who is not enamored of oral sex (Seems a bit like submission to me-I taught her just to hold it in her mouth when she rests-we find such a thing lovely). I just know I have never been so excited about the future, and it was all because of a wayward woman who has a few fantasies. Who knew? Maybe all Doms have a bit of a God complex, maybe they just like the power, maybe they are like the directors of movies and merely wish to create. Whatever they are or why they are, for the most part they seem to take a great interest in pleasing women. I guess that makes them quite different than your run-of-the-mill belching jerk, your sweet, shy, and hapless boy, or the man who really just wants to concentrate on his handicap rather than learn to please a woman. I have no idea if this Dom stuff is cut out for me, we shall see if I can truly please this woman (If she turns out to be a pain slut, I’m a goner!), yet is nice to finally spend some time with men who put a little more thought into passion than their own orgasm. I find it refreshing to know there are others like me. Is that Dom psychology? Race Bannon-the cartoon guy-not the world famous BDSM guru....
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