What I Want

I have never given much thought to what EXACTLY I was looking for. And as I search this somewhat silly place for that pearl beyond price I thought it might make sense to detail what I want in my submissive. On this site , I have encountered those of all types the users,the liars, the cheats, the players, the neurotic, the limit makers, abusers, the one nightstands, the unsure, the newbie that says he thinks he wants what I have to offer, the deluded, the delusional, the silly, the strange, the ones that want to feel real dominance while being safe at home with no contact other then the typed word or a phone call, the inhibited, the rash, the confused, and the sad. These are not the ones I am looking for. What I seek is someone that can allow his inner submissive free. Giving me control of his body, his mind and find joy in the freedom that it gives us both. For me to find such a one as that I would cherish, protect, and in my own way love this treasure that is mine for the plunder. I am simple in needs and desires of what I want. I look for someone that is in need of Dominance. He finds joy in being a masochist and understands that I would not harm a hair on his head, but give him pleasure, test his limits of control and endurance, take him to that place that he feels treasured and knows he has pleased Me as no other in the world can. He should be intelligent, self supporting, sane, able to think on his feet, not a player or a user, reasonably healthy, meaning no heart condition, no liver problems, no kidney problems, no respiratory ailments, nor cancers, or special needs, as well as single. He should appreciate a BBW and a woman of color for what she truly is a queen, a seducer, a disciplinarian, a pleasure yet untasted, a comedienne, a trickster, and for the flights of fantasy she will take him to. He should appreciate her gentle, sweet, kind nature, not think her weak because she has these traits, and be deserving of her trust. He should understand that this does not mean she will not tear him a new ass if he isn't the sweet and obedient joy of her life. He should be capable of thought other then those I put in his head as well as able to speak his mind, his heart, and show me he is more then a mindless toy. He will enjoy being forced to wear what I choose during our time together or he will be nude while I tease and torment him to my will. He will know that he gives pleasure from the sight and the thrill of those legs, encased in stockings, those cheeks encased in pastels of soft silk or nylon or covered barely by a skirt or dress that I will enjoy so much. He will understand that I might want to treat his face as a canvas and decorate it with colors to enhance his femininzation or leave him as plain as he was born.He needs to know how to laugh because those are the signs of a mind that is at rest with itself and enjoys the simple and complex. He will understand that I am his owner, his protector, and his shield against those that would use him harshly and discard him carelessly. He will be Mine. He must give fidelity for I will not play with one that must be a flower and have bee after bee sampling his delights, unless that is an order given. Those are the needs I have for a partner in my Dominance. I will accept nothing less. If you are the one that I seek then the first steps are going to go slow and easy. I want to know this person that I will shelter from harm and control with gentle dominance and pain. But before one article of clothing is removed, and my hands glide over your chest to find those lovely nipples that will be twisted or it glides down your torso circling but never touching that appendage that stands erect at the anticipation of that first touch. You feel and see the leather restraints encircling your wrist and ankles and watch while the rope slides through the loops to draw your legs wide and your wrist up, as a blindfold covers those wonderful eyes, the feel of my fingers as they explore and learn this treasure that I have been fortunate enough to find, the sound as the fall of that flogger I have been waiting to try out on your supple skin or the sound the wooden paddles make as they leave their sheath, the feel of the flogger as it circles around your buttocks always brushing but never with the bite that you need, your mind wonders to that space that you go to when you know that you are about to be used completely and joyfully, the cock and ball harness as it fits its way around your jewels and appendage, or the sound of the weights as they leave their case and clank as they are attached to the harness, and that weight drags down that sack you are soon to learn is a playground worth exploring and the fun begins. If you are the one, how can I know this without knowing you?