I get a lot of sub curious communication like I am very submissive, I like helping others.  The real question is am I a submissive?  Well you may like helping others but that does not make you submissive.  Let’s be clear, you want to have fun.  I get you boo thing.  You just want some hard Fucking and authority in life.  There’s nothing wrong with a little kinky sex.  However, when you run into an orthodox Dom that shit will not fly.  Doms come in all flavors and levels of firmness.  I am a sadist.  I love me some masochists.  I’m not interested in a little kinky sex for a girl to get on my team. She’s got to be all about the service regardless of how hot, pretty or whatever attributes make weak men lose their minds over a woman.  Basic shit  does not turn me on.  BDSM is like the color spectrum and just as wide and varied.  There is the right shade for you somewhere in there.  Now don’t worry your fantasy filled-head.  There are many Doms who will you exactly what you want and how you want it and make those little piggies curl.  If this is you, congratulations.  Go out and get nailed. 

Pure submissives that need to feel loved and cared for in exchange for a relationship, you have a hard tree to climb.  Many Doms online are inept or outright frauds.  They may be dominating but they are not skilled.  Not enough experience for your little sub heart.  You need to feel and hear the love of your Master.  He can’t disappear for days and leave you hanging.  Your mind will be filled with all types of horrors. I am not good enough. I’m fucked up. I did something wrong. He left me, OMG. Subs can become clinically depressed if their owners do not communicate what’s going on with them and why.  Aftercare after an intense scene is mandatory and builds a stronger bond between the Dominant and submissive.  If you are service oriented and you love the feeling of being owned and controlled, a bad master is dangerous to your mental health.  He can unknowingly fuck you up mentally and I have repaired many broken subs.  It’s a ton of work.  Trust is gone, fear clings to her like cheap perfume.  For a true submissive woman who needs to serve others to feel good about herself, it is not a mere want for her.  It is the core of her very being.  It is a need like oxygen.  If she does not get it, she will wither away.

This need is very strong.  She may not call herself a submissive, however if she encounters a competent Dom she will feel like she came home for the first time.  It’s like that song I Did Not Know I was Starving Until I Tasted You by Hailee Steinfeld.  You know a woman like this: A friend, mother, aunt whoever that beams like the sun when you compliment her on anything she puts a ton of work into.  Super clean home, great cooking, an outfit she painstakingly puts together, how she bakes the best cookies ever, how good a mother she is, how the kids always look great, what a wonderful friend she is.  These women get so giddy you think something is wrong with them.  They are overflowing with happiness.  For a submissive woman, who lives to serve others, words of praise are more valuable than cash, gold or fancy jewelry.  To hear out loud positive affirmations of how proud, impressed or happy you are makes their little giving hearts beat fast and their chests swell.  They may shed a tear of pride.  For them, this is the best thing ever.  You give a sub this feeling over and over again, she will become addicted to you.

Why am I doing this?  I am a Dom with a gold plating over my sadist heart.  I’m here to help and inform you what BDSM is and is not.  If you have any questions hit me up.  Make your queries ones of substance.  I typically ignore hi, one liners or other insipid shit.