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Man with a Firm hand and Gentle heart seeking a submissive Woman for LTR..............................................
Hello, I'm far from a novice nor a know it all; though often called smart and more importantly, wise, Ds/BD/SM etc has simply been well integrated in my past relationships for 20+ years. (marriage and long term) and I'm now seeking an intimate, caring, loving partner for the long term. She will be beautiful IN MY VIEW beginning from the inside out. Of course looks matter, but who you are, more so,...as does smell and the sound and timber of your voice. For me, this is part of an erotic life, sometimes overt, sometimes the buzz in the background. If being loved, trained, corseted, well disciplined, and used,(but not discarded) thrills you to the core, you should write me.
Spanking in all it's forms has always been a natural favorite, while chastity piercing I have never done but has exciting implications. Blood, knives and electricity I'm interested in only as part of preparing a good meal. But this is as much or more about the mental as the sexual and physical.
I am that man you have craved, the one who passionately loves to take control and responsibility of your sexuality and other aspects. Once you submit to me, you will know the joy, rapture, passion true submission can bring. In your submission, in my captivity you will find freedom. I am sincere in my enjoyment of Ds/BDSM, domestic discipline and some controls beyond the 'bedroom". I'm not a micro manager, though at times I will take total control.
I'm DDfree, sane safe consensual, I know what I like and who I am, but the purpose of a relationship is some sort of transformation so I hope to inspire you, and be inspired by you, to do, feel, understand, what we haven't before, in the erotic, spiritual and other realms. It's all connected anyway.
Passion and reason, laughter and tears, simple quiet moments, of knowing and being known, loved and accepted, discipline and punishment, sharing the fun and pain of the journey. Love takes time, not falling... ascending. In my view love is an act of submission, even if only to one's own heart, so in that regard I may be called a switch. "Excessive hardening of the categories causes heart disease."
Whether you have alot of Ds experience or little is not what matters to me, What does, is that in your own way you've learned to accept/embrace this aspect of yourself and are ready to share it. That means you have the courage to live your fantasies, be your self and YOU believe you deserve to.
You know what I have waiting here for you; a journey to the places you have dreamed of. I have explained what it is that I want from you, your sincere submission and service. Be sure I'll receive it.
I have eclectic art and cultural interests and a life, as I'm sure you do, beyond a list of favorite BDSM activities. I also enjoy swimming, walking/hiking, bike riding, doing nothing,massage, cooking,photography,travel, talking about the events of our day and I'm open to learning some more yoga or tai chi. We'll need to connect on a few of those or it'll be a bit boring. I'm close with my two grown children, (I'm long divorced and single, You be too.) I'm fine/happy if you have kids as well, as long as you have free time to build a relationship.
I'd be described as fairly easy going, except when I'm not, non dogmatic, somewhat left of liberal in my political/social & spiritual beliefs, but you don't have to be. Hey, I once even loved a Republican who thought I was a bleeding heart liberal. Wow, was her butt fittingly often many beautiful shades of red, white & blue!...but I digress. A keen sense of the absurd and humour gets me by & I aspire to laugh more in the coming year. I tend to be attracted to intelligent women who are not submissive in their outside life (career, friendships, etc). While I'm working on loosing another 10 or so pounds myself, (15 so far) I'm not attracted to extremely overweight women.
If you contact me you'll find I'm quite open and honest as I will expect of you. I prefer a dialogue to begin, which means I'm not going to be dominating you by email, phone or if and when we first meet. I'm going to be getting to know who you are. My favors, protection and approval must be earned. I do not dispense them casually. I appreciate the personal strength and courage required to bare your true submissive self to me. I will reveal to you undiscovered facets of yourself, lurking in the hidden chambers of your heart. You have been waiting for me and now I am found.
If what I've written speaks to you, send a message. If you're shy, place me on your favorites list and if interested, I'll contact you. Be well, and be prepared to exchange email, phone and meet. (discretion assured if needed, but not if you're married.)
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Back in New York City and the tan is fading fast. Damn it's freezing here! What was I thinking? Perhaps there is a bit of the masochist in me as I'm enjoying the long brisk walks where my face and finger tips get frozen and then the relief of some hot coffee or soup. Got to find myself a pool to swim and a fun, kinky, sub, woman to enjoy some time together.
As always with collarme, I have no expectations, but I'm open to being pleasantly surprised.
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Occasional messages from old and young friends bring me back to collarme from time to time but otherwise, I don't visit anymore. So if you find me of interest send a message. I'll respond. Tell me something about yourself and why you're writing. Ask a question or two if you like. Just something more than , 'Hi' or 'great profile' ... Think; 'this is what I'd like to receive.' and then do that. Not too difficult.
So, it was fun to be back home in NYC for a while. Never a dull moment and I love the fall, but glad to escape the cold short days of winter. After two days in Miami for the art shows, I'm headed back to Panama. Just remember; anything is possible. |
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I'm living by the Pacific Ocean in Panama now; you know, the country with the canal. Moved from New York.
Loving it here. It was time for a change and something completely different.
If you're an old friend please, say hello. If you're in Panama and would like to possibly be a new friend..or more, please say hello as well. I speak and can write some Spanish, but it isn't pretty.
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A thought while swimming laps;
In this world there is nothing more submissive and weak than water. Yet for wearing away that which is hard and strong, nothing can surpass it.
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If the economy collapses you can find me selling on the street.
Pencils for working on your budget.....5 cents
Cake to feed the kids....10 cents
Canes for your sub or slave blowing the budget.....2 dollars
Guillotines, rusty and dull, for your politicians, wall street bankers, hedge fund managers, sub prime mortgage brokers, etc.....No payments 'till 2013
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At times I like Bob Dylan a lot. His words have spoken to me since I was 8 or so when my much older sister took me to see him in The Village. She was cool like that. Lets just say that in some ways he's been my version of Sesame Street; except without a t.v. show and Bob playing all the characters, and maybe a few extras, rolled into one voice; a voice as odd and funny and beautiful and grouchy as any Muppet. Now there's one thing everyone likes about the Muppets and that is they tell kids the truth. We can all trust the Muppets, sort of like people say everyone trusted Walter Cronkite back in the 60's and 70's or Edward R. Murrow before him.
Anyway, other than when I hear him singing I don't think about Bob, except I might think about his words sometimes or say a few of them aloud, but today I had my first fantasy about him. Please remember I like and respect him way too much to ever wish this fantasy was real.... and as unlikely as it may seem, and I'm sure disappointing for some, myself included, my fantasy does not contain any bondage, spanking, nipple clamps, whips, obedience training, nor a single fuckin orgasm, though it does contain over the edge play and is somewhat painful.
Ok, so in my fantasy Bob is POTUS now, (the president) or one of those guys who were nominated and want to be POTUS and he calls for a special news conference on t.v. and the web in prime time to tell us all about how things are going today in the good ole, but deeply troubled USA. ".... Ladies and Gentleman: The President of These United States"
Broken lines, broken strings,
Broken threads, broken springs,
Broken idols, broken heads,
People sleeping in broken beds.
Ain't no use jiving
Ain't no use joking
Everything is broken.
Broken bottles, broken plates,
Broken switches, broken gates,
Broken dishes, broken parts,
Streets are filled with broken hearts.
Broken words never meant to be spoken,
Everything is broken.
Seem like every time you stop and turn around
Something else just hit the ground
Broken cutters, broken saws,
Broken buckles, broken laws,
Broken bodies, broken bones,
Broken voices on broken phones.
Take a deep breath, feel like you're chokin',
Everything is broken.
Every time you leave and go off someplace
Things fall to pieces in my face
Broken hands on broken ploughs,
Broken treaties, broken vows,
Broken pipes, broken tools,
People bending broken rules.
Hound dog howling, bull frog croaking,
Everything is broken.
Copyright ©1989 Bob Dylan
This journal entry inspired by my CM friend "e" who can sometimes be found with her legs up a wall.
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A king can wear the beggar's clothes, but a beggar can never be a king.
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Stop me before I love again.
I just re read my own profile which I do from time to time and I wonder if others with longish profiles ever read theirs; for that matter even the ones longer than a simple paragraph. My reaction to mine sometimes is: damn, its so full of hyperbole, so full of promises. Can I really do all that? Give all that? Have all that? And the ones I write to, respond to, meet; Can she give all that? Really be all that? Submit like that?
I know, because I've lived it, because I've been married and had long relationships, that the illusions will wear off; the illusions I want to have, still need to have despite believing otherwise, the illusions I'll let you have; and believe me, you'll do the same, consciously aware of it or not, intentional or not; no matter what you label yourself now, sub, slave heart, switch, geisha, devotee, concubine or muse; eventually there we'll be in a year, two or three with the naked truth of ourselves and each other; the imperfections, the flaws, the disappointment; the marks and wounds external and internal revealed; do you know what I mean?
Oh sure, there will have been amazing hours, days, weeks, months soaring in anticipation, excitement, Dom/sub space, awakening, laughter, tears, orgasm; all that and more if we allow ourselves, we should be so fortunate.
Then, there, the forward and preamble done, we will truly begin.
What are we now, but voices who promise each other a life neither one can deliver not for lack of wanting, but wanting can't make it so. We hang from a vine at the cliff's edge. There are tigers above and below. Let us love one another and let go.
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What man has not asked himself "what do women want?" I sure have and a lot more than twice! A woman I'd been talking to here on CM sent me her answer by way of a poem by a very cool poet from San Francisco, where I once lived. Actually she's a very hot poet. I've always liked poetry because it gets to the essence or as Kerouac said: the bang tail essence!
What Do Women Want?
I want a red dress.
I want it flimsy and cheap,
I want it too tight, I want to wear it
until someone tears it off me.
I want it sleeveless and backless,
this dress, so no one has to guess
what's underneath. I want to walk down
the street past Thrifty's and the hardware store
with all those keys glittering in the window,
past Mr. and Mrs. Wong selling day-old
donuts in their café, past the Guerra brothers
slinging pigs from the truck and onto the dolly,
hoisting the slick snouts over their shoulders.
I want to walk like I'm the only
woman on earth and I can have my pick.
I want that red dress bad.
I want it to confirm
your worst fears about me,
to show you how little I care about you
or anything except what
I want. When I find it, I'll pull that garment
from its hanger like I'm choosing a body
to carry me into this world, through
the birth-cries and the love-cries too,
and I'll wear it like bones, like skin,
it'll be the goddamned
dress they bury me in.
~~ Kim Addonizio
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A quote from a neighbor of mine.
"A pessimist is a man who thinks all women are bad. An optimist is a man who hopes they are."
So he's been dead for 80 years. Sue me!
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I love little parables or spiritual zen koans like this. I don't know anything about it's source, except I believe it's from Indonesia or there about. If anyone knows more, please send a note. I do not know it's title either so I'll call it;
Saving Fish
A pious man explained to his followers: It is bad to take lives and noble to save them. Each day I pledge to save a hundred lives. I drop my net in the lake and scoop out a hundred fish.
I place the fish on the bank, where they flop and twirl. "Don’t be scared," I tell those fish. "I am saving you from drowning."
Soon enough, the fish grow calm and lie still. Yet, sad to say, I am always too late. The fish expire. And because it is bad to waste anything, I take those dead fish to market and sell them for a good price. With the money I receive, I buy more nets so I can save more fish.
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8/21/08 Only one of the two additional photos I submitted was approved. No explanation and I not a clue why.
I'm neither an intellectual violator nor a pornographer, though I confess, I sometimes take pleasure in thinking myself as a violator with an intellect. The latter I consider a respectable profession; not unlike your big supermarket chocolate manufacturer using too much sugar and milk and that awful corn syrup, but not the fine chocolatier experience. I'm not a snob, I've been a consumer of both & not above stealing some of my kid's candy when they were young. I think that was fair as eventually, as teens, they stole a bit of my pornography. I kept the more literary and artful in front, so at least they'd get a little education as well. I tried to be a responsible parent.
8/17/08
Photos are updating.
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| Age: 48 |
| Columbus,
Ohio |
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