Words and titles – Master/slave, DDlg, Sadist/masochist, Conservative/Liberal, Republican/Democrat, Daddy/babygirl, Owner/pet, Vaxxer/Antivaxxer, Dom/sub, TPE/limits… the titles and terms are exhausting.  I find myself identifying so much with different profiles, but they label themselves out of my excitement.  Keep listing your labels and eventually we label ourselves completely out of that potential partner’s area of interest.

Rant off/ enough philosophy.  Down to brass tacks.  Despite my being weary of the labels, they can’t be gotten around and still communicate what we desire.  So here goes.

Physiological Needs - Because I’m retired and blessed with all of my physical needs taken care of, I don’t need to address this and can move on immediately.
Safety and Security – Again, these needs are all fulfilled.  I live in a safe city, in a comfortable house with no fear of being attacked.  I’m also 6’1, 230 pounds and armed to the teeth.  (Texan).  Lol!
Love/Belonging – This is where my “lack” comes in.  I’m stuck on this level because I don’t have a partner.  I don’t have a partner not because I’m unlovable, unattractive or generally lacking in ability to attract a woman.  I can get laid; I can find women interested in my kinks.  I can even find a woman who desires love, marriage, commitment, marriage and maybe kids.  I just can’t find a woman who is a blend of the things I value.  So, I remain alone.  I refuse to settle.  **I** am worth more than that.

I need a woman who, by nature, is submissive.  Not in the kinky, choice-based way, but because she desires a dynamic where she can be fully feminine, fully soft, fully content in her role.   None of us do ANYTHING without some sort of payout for ourselves.  Think about it.  The woman I see does acts of service for her man because she receives a payout for herself by doing for him.  She feels good.  A “Thank you.” from her man when she brings him a cup of coffee is DEEPLY satisfying to her.  A smile and sincere “Good girl, that is what I needed!” will make her heart melt and her pussy tingle.  She’s genuinely happy at that moment.  A slap on the ass as she goes on about whatever she was doing elicits a girly giggle of surprise and she’s grinning for the next few minutes.  For her own reasons, she has internalized the idea that when she is pleasing to others, there’s a payout for herself and she’s VERY happy with that!  Service isn’t hard for her.  Maybe her mother taught it to her, maybe she just falls naturally into it and she’s happy there. 
This woman is smart.  She may spend a lot of time telling her man how smart HE is, but she’s the smart one.  All of make trade-offs multiple times a day, for our whole lives.  The big, life-changing ones are to ask “What do I want most?  What do I value most and covet for my own life?”  She’s made those choices.  It boiled down to “What do I want most and what am I willing to do to get it?  And what am I willing to do and give up to have it?”  This woman could easily have been a high-powered executive.  She’s plenty smart and a deep thinker.  But she imagined herself in that corner, power business suit, her own assistant, sports car… And that image wasn’t the one that won.  This woman’s dream was a situation”.  She imagined a life of domestic happiness, safety, security, belonging and LOVE.  We all want it desperately.  If you’re reading this and say you don’t need love, I call you a big fat liar.  This woman makes no attempt to kid herself.  She knows she needs it.  And she’s smart… she knows men.  She understands what motivates men, what they respond to.  And this smart woman becomes the best of everything that she knows men respond to.  She rejects completely that she’s “not a modern woman” or that she’s debasing herself.  She understands the “give to get” idea and is perfectly comfortable with that.
She knows her body is a critical tool in her toolbelt.  She keeps it in good condition and uses it to serve well.  She understands men’s psychology.  She knows every man, deep down, came from a warrior society.  A patriarchal system based on strength and dominance.  She doesn’t fault him for this.  When she really thinks about it, it makes her wet because she’s a descendant of the early women.  Women who were taken, used vulnerable and dependent on their man.  This stirs something in her DNA and she LIKES it.  She knows her man is attracted to her and desires her.  She’s learned how to inflame him, how to calm him and when to just be quiet and obedient as possible.  She knows what pleases him and what turns him on.  She’s fine with that.  She knows that when she calls him by certain titles, it makes him feel special.  She knows that sometimes he likes to hurt her.  She doesn’t mind.  It’s just another gift she can give him.  She trusts him.  Some of the pain he delivers is delicious and her body can’t deny the arousal.  Sometimes he wants to push further.  This pain isn’t fun or pleasurable.  She’s getting nothing from the moment but pain.  …Or is she?  She knows that every strike she takes allows her man to indulge in something he needs.  She doesn’t understand it, but she doesn’t take it personally or feel like she’s being misused.  No!  She wants to be here, because this woman wants to be EVERYTHING for this man.  If this is what he wants, he gets it from me.  Besides… oh! The aftercare!  During that time, the things she wants more than anything on this Earth comes in waves more deeply than usual.  Her man is SO pleased, so proud and SO grateful that his woman gives him even this… how can any man not feel a little awed at their girl, their life and not feel a bit humbled in gratitude.  This woman is smart, and she’s getting self-actualization and getting to live exactly her desire.

I think I described myself and my philosophies while describing the woman.  I’m the man who SEES his woman.  I’ll make use of all her talents, take all her gifts and demand more.  Why more?  Because the woman I describe isn’t content to sit still.  She wants to be challenged, to be pushed safely deeper and deeper.  She also wants more.  It’s my job to help her.  Sexually, I’ll take her however I want.  I’m also smart.  I watch, I see.  She’s not that hard to read.  She doesn’t wear her emotions on her sleeve, I KNOW her.  If I sense she’s troubled, distracted not feeling well… I won’t choose that time to walk over, push her to her knees and use her mouth and throat for my pleasure.  She and I both know I have right to do that, but she and I also know that I’m not an asshole and wouldn’t do that.  I will pound you, degrade you, use all your holes in a wanton, greedy way.  But she knows she will not go without release and satisfaction.  Not for long.  I may take what I want and be finished.  Or maybe I plan a long, drawn-out situation that lasts for hours, all tailored to hit every one of your buttons and leave you a quivering mess.  Or you may be napping while I’m in my recliner nearby.  I’m looking at you sleep, and I feel a burst of affection and love for you.  I crawl onto the bed and between your legs.  And I make love to you.

Is there ANYONE out there that feels like I caught their essence, or very close to it?  Feel free to drop a message and let’s talk about it.

A couple of things I need to clarify-

Biological females younger than me only.

No BBW.  Not my preference.  I don’t mind a little bit of extra padding that good habits can remove.  I’m not Adonis either.  (Pics on profile.)
Be willing to move to the outside platform of your choice for chat.  Reddit is too buggy.

I’m looking for 24/7 TPE.  Career-driven women won’t be a match.  I can provide just fine.