In the Beginning....

There is so much misunderstanding about Dominants, submissives, and their relationships, especially in the so-called "social networks" of the internet. Little boys, some of them grown men (in body only, and even those generally fail to pass muster!) claim to be "Dominant Males," and think that this, and this alone, gives them the right to crap all over any poor fool silly enough to give them the time of day. These are the same mouth breathers who generally are afraid to even walk into a bar, for fear their inability even to approach a woman, much less know how to have a conversation with one, might be revealed for all to laugh at! And, in truth, we should be happier with them salving their wounded pride this way than by going postal on some innocent unsuspecting crowd!

Worse, women, often just out of abusive or semi-abusive relationships, decide to "take ownership" of their issues by offering themselves up as "submissives," fooling themselves into thinking the anonymity of cyberspace will protect them from harm. While it is true that this usually (but not always) saves them from getting the physical sh!t kicked out of them, the emotional and psychological trauma to which they expose themselves (which is their true weakness in the first place) is far more dangerous and scarring to them, and often goes unnoticed, poisoning their ability to have real-life relationships even more.

And we won't even talk about those whose purposes in lying about who they really are and what they really want in this arena are based in a truly hurtful place in their souls!

So, then, what is a real-life Dominant Male personality to do? Especially one whose outer persona, both through career and family life, closets this instinctive element of his psyche, making it almost impossible even to allow it air on an infrequent basis?

Reading only frustrates more, as does the infrequent vanilla sex with the dutiful wife. Trolling the internet for kindred spirits frustrates still more, and unearths the truths revealed above. There is a release in fetish porn -- but our society has so demeaned this avenue, that even it begins to lose its luster.

If only there was a "Master Key" -- a device to unlock a door -- real or metaphorical -- to a parallel world. Perhaps, such a Master-in-waiting thinks to Himself, as alone as My reality makes Me feel, what I am experiencing is not so unique. Maybe, if I blog about My own experiences -- the successes AND the too-frequent frustrations -- it will not only be cathartic, but might lead to finding others in the same boat. Or maybe even, that true submissive soul who needs what I can offer as much as I need to give it, might stumble upon the words and make a connection?

So what is the worst that can happen -- more of the same frustration that colors every day already?