I’m a 6' 4" 37-year-old traditionally masculine and caring man looking for an elegant woman to build a long-term relationship with. I have a home in the country on land*, stable finances, and want to provide for, protect, and satisfy a supporting and loving woman who craves the clarity and symmetry of traditional roles.  I will lead you, spoil you, be good to you, and prove every day to be worthy of the power and control you have given me.

Our day to day life will be seamless and beautiful. When I’m not at work my days typically consist of exercise in the morning, farm chores or projects through the day, then winding down in the evening with reading. (I rarely watch TV). Our life will be timelessly classic and trend towards analog with beach trips in the Summer, campfires in the Fall, Sauna in the winter, and countless Sunday Dinners that take all afternoon to prepare. I’m also not necessarily theistic, but if you are I will drive you to church, hold your hand in the pew, and probably smack your butt in the parking lot as I hold your car door open to leave.

Overall I will provide you with the space and security to embrace your most feminine, elegant, and passive self- as I deeply value tasteful feminine comportment.  Your role, then, will be to manage the beauty of our home and support me as I manage every other aspect of our lives and make you feel wanted, loved, cherished, lusted after, and safe.

I will never scare you, exploit you, or yell at you. And I will never make commands, only polite requests, because we both know that your serving support means every polite request is at its core axiomatic.  This dynamic, of course, is earned. Only through living as a brave, capable, resilient, generous, strong, and kind man do I deserve the gift of your obedience, and the overarching concept guiding our relationship will be autonomous acquiescence, never compulsion.  I will never force you to do anything. I will only work to prove that I’m worthy of the supporting love that follows- which will be taken away should my character degrade. 

My entire adult life I’ve placed premium value on building and maintaining the type of moral virtue I believe all men should strive for.  I will always take ownership of any failing on my part, and would rather hang my head in humility and face accountability than allow a moral cancer grow unexercised.  With this, I’ve also learned to embrace the liberation of one simple phrase, “I’m sorry. I was wrong. That won’t happen again.”  And if I hurt your feelings, if I fail to meet your needs, or if I commit some other error that makes you see me as wanting, this is what you’ll hear, followed by immediate corrective action. 

Because I will only build a life with a woman who loves, respects, and adores me, and I won’t be with a woman who no longer sees me through these lenses, I can only have the life that I want by being a worthy and virtuous man.  And while I can’t promise I won’t make mistakes, I can promise they will always be actual mistakes- oversights or miscalculations- never malicious actions guided by cowardice or duplicity that are inadvertently revealed. And aside from abstract concepts, more concretely these ideals mean that I don’t drink (I don’t care if you do in moderation), I don’t watch porn, I don’t play video games, and I limit my screen time substantially.

And similarly, within our day to day, if there is a sacrifice to be made, I'll make it. If there's discomfort to endure, I'll endure it.  If we're down to the last cup of coffee in the morning, it's yours. No questions asked.  This dynamic is always implicit, and over the course of our relationship you will have far more orgasms than I will.  Your orgasms are my responsibility, and ensuring that you’re more than taken care of turns me on. (You’ll also grow accustomed to being thrown onto the couch and licked to completion in the middle of the day before I stand up, tell you to say thank you, and return to what I was doing). 

And, as we share our beautiful life, if the wolves are ever at the door I’ll put you in the back bedroom and meet them at the threshold bare chested with brass knuckles, a rifle, and eyes lit by black fire and rage that taunt them to bite deep and scream ‘I will die before you pass,’

The more give yourself to me, the more I will love you. The more I love you, the better I will take care of you.  And this frictionless and complimentary arrangement all starts with you taking the preliminary risk of trust. Trust that I am a man of my word, trust that everything I’ve said here is true, trust that I will lead you to a beautiful life, and trust that in the end:

 You will be my most valued possession.

Your supportive love will be my most valued reward.

Caring for you, protecting you, satisfying you, and loving you, will be my life’s work.

*Home is in the countryside, but also only 18 minutes from the nearest Target

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