I have been accused of not being a good dom, because while a good dom works with his sub to elicit feelings of submission she is already drawn to, I demand surrender—the total, unquestioned usurpation of your thoughts, fantasies, touches, teases, masturbation, pornography, and so on, with the singular objective of satisfying my selfish desires. I don't care about your wants, so goes the indictment, because I intend to replace them with my own, and I demand that you suffer through whatever resistance you encounter as you train yourself to be the perfect slut.

I am not a dom, some would say, but a mindfuck.

I can only mollify the above by challenging the word "demand.” I don’t demand anything. I don’t do punishments, I don’t condemn or otherwise fuck with a woman’s self-esteem, and I don’t make obedience a condition of our conversation. I never frame things in terms of "you must.” Only "I want." But I can promise I will never be shy about stating what I want. In that, I grant you the opportunity to submit to my true self, and it is my sincere belief that you cannot touch the depths of submission unless you submit to a man’s true self.

That is the guiding principle of my style of play: That anything can become erotic, and the boundary-pushing things the most erotic, when a submissive commits herself to fully embodying the desires of her dominant. My goal is to encourage a submissive state in which you refuse to take no as an answer from yourself. I do this through a combination of fantasy, erotic writing, pornography, and—most importantly—conversation, aiming to create a safe space for you to explore the concept of absolute submission.

Beyond this, I seek to become a constant presence in your life—a secret you keep in your back pocket, always tingling something in the back of your brain—to say nothing of the tingling between your legs. I encourage daily, ritualistic practices, such as ceremonial touches, affirmational statements, and—perhaps most fetishistically—you making me aware of, and when possible, permitting me to control your choice of underwear; the point being to establish a tangible, physical representation of my dominance that clings to the most sensitive areas of your body all day. It may surprise you to discover how erotic a snug pair of panties can feel against your pussy when they’ve been infused with your master’s presence.

Now to answer some common questions.

Question #1: What are you into, anyway?

I like younger women and I’m not shy about it. You don’t have to be one, but you’re going to hear about them and see them, and I want you to fantasize about them. My goal is for you to like what I like, and like most men my age, I react strongly to women between 18 and 28.

I like pornography with hypnotic themes. I will use it to assist you in achieving a state of psychological surrender.

I have a huge weakness for facials, and in particular the facial overload of bukkake porn. If you want to exist in my head, you’re going to be buried in cum.

I am drawn to absolute, thoughtless control. You will fantasize about being dropped to your knees with the snap of a finger.

I am not big on punishment or restraint, but your ass will be smacked routinely and I will not do it gently.

I degrade playfully but strongly. You will be asked to spit on your breasts and in your bra and to spread your wetness about your body so that you smell like cunt you like being called.

Question #2: Am I the only woman you will be talking to?

The answer to this is a firm, non-negotiable “no.” Having more than one sub is too erotic for me to resist. While each connection should be an independent, unique experience, sustained by its own merits, I have a strong desire to create erotic feedback between multiple subs. I will continue searching for women aroused by this idea.

Question #3: Are you married?

Yes. To an amazing fucking woman who is willing to accept my slutty needs. She’s got no issue with me soaking your panties, but be aware that no matter how open and flowing the conversation gets, there will always be a discrete emotional distance between us. Also, be aware that she has the right to read every word whenever she chooses.

It should be obvious by now that I do not seek the ordinary, one-night, one-orgasm chat that vanishes like a ghost fleeing the dawn. I want to do more than bark orders and write smut. I want someone who will open up—someone who understands that an orgasm is 1/10th eroticism and 9/10ths conversation. She is an intelligent, confident, independent woman who craves to be molded—rewritten—her mind turned into a canvas upon which I paint my wildest dreams. She owns her existence and engages in this type of play to suit her needs.

If that’s you, send me a chat.