describe your dom/master

[WIPLASH]

describe your dom/master is that simple lest see what you have to say ?

[denuseri]

Allready done so in another thread that was started before this duplicate one just a little further down in the forums.

Here is a link if your interested:

http://www.bdsmlibrary.com/forums/sh...ad.php?t=22986

[Flaming_Redhead]

I looked at the other thread, but I can't describe him in one sentence. This paragraph comes from the book "Pleasure" by Eric Jerome Dickey, and when I read it, I thought it fit him to a T.

"Suicidal dick. You know, the type of dick that makes you sacrifice yourself, makes you give up all your hopes and dreams, dick that makes you quit your hobbies because you wanna spend 24/7 making his world better. That's what I call suicidal dick."

[nawteeone]

Hmmm. I agree that one sentence is hard. Our natures are Dom/sub, but we are also boss/employee, but aside from all that are equals. He appreciates my intelligence as much as my wantonness, and while he likes to control me on a physical level, would never, ever attempt to control me mentally. That makes him perfect, in my eyes. He is demanding, generous, a perfectionist, sporty, skilled with his hands (in sexual and non-sexual ways!) and loves a good negotiation. I've joked to him that if he had me mentally under his control he'd lose interest, because he loves a battle!

[BryansGrrrl]

Lisais Mine is patient, understanding and kind. He is a Knight and can't resist saving a damsel in distress (even if He's the one who put her there). He is considerate and thoughtful. He gives the best presents because He truly cares about what someone else may be interested in and enjoy. He is both worthy of worship and worshipful. He is funny and whimsical, yet can be serious and brooding. He is neurotic in ways that I am not, therefore when either one of goes crazy we can support the other one until it passes.

He is beautiful to look at. I love the way He smiles at me when I've pleased Him. The way His blue eyes crinkle at the edges and He tilts His head to the side and gazes at me with pride and love. And I love the way those same eyes can fill with false commiseration when he says, "Oh you poor dear" and then laughs a bit maniacally at my pain. I love the Light that surrounds Him. And I hate it when someone causes that Light to go out, and at that time I'd do ANYTHING to bring it back (and I do).

Lyrics from Alanis Morisette's song come to mind for me: "You see everything, you see every part. You see all my light, and you love my dark. You dig everything of which I'm ashamed, there's not anything to which you can't relate. And you're still here." I think that the whole song can be applied to either one of us, really.