In life, we are given some blessings and I feel it’s critical that we run with them, or we lose what it is that makes us who we are.
It’s being a dad. A lover. A man. A woman. A mom. A son. A daughter. A brother. A sister. A hard worker. A writer. Fail in these areas and you will always regret it. You lose a part of what makes you – You.
I recognized something inside myself about 10 years ago.
I have to be in control.
My intimacy has to have that in it. I have to do it respectfully, but nonetheless, I am the head of this household, and there is no doubt from anyone who witnesses it, that this is the case.
I have to take care of you.
Let me. By doing so, you let me be me. You let me define who I am.
This is my happy place. My home. This is where I belong. Your strength is necessary for life, but in my arms, I need to be the one holding you up.
It’s how I am who I am.
In bed, I need to be the one holding you down. Forcing my way on you. This is how I show you, my dominion. This is how I communicate, in the most intimate way, my position in life.
It is how I give You, Me.
You will want to give me, You.
You will enjoy your station in life more than you knew possible. You will be at peace in your submission.
Often I hear men critique my writings because they say, there are many types of Doms. You don’t need to be a career man to have a Dominant position.
You need to provide a sense of security, in every single way, as a provider, as a father if you have kids, and as a lover, in the bedroom.
As a leader – everywhere.
Anyway, you can exert this, you naturally will.
Tying some girl to the bed doesn’t make you shit but a man with a rope. Hold her hand when she lost a loved one. Watch her laugh. Hold her when she cries.
Feed her, in the literal, physical, sensual, and emotional sense.
Until then, you are a man with a word.