Drinfear's Ravings

 I have been watching a LOT of scare-cam and other videos, among others.. After watching 100+ such videos, it has become clear to ME, though I understand this is JUST -MY- opinion, in a group, when people get scared, they turn towards the most dominant personality in their 'grouping'. be they male, female, or self.. I base this one close to 300 videos perused, foreign AND domestic, where groups of males and females enter the 'scaring field', so to speak, get scared by the protagonist, and revert to basic submission..  

 By and large, from My observations, they gather towards the dominant personality, seeking, what I can only assume from the procured date, protection and safety.. SOMETIMES this is the partner they enter the scene with, be it male or female.. Other times they turn to ANOTHER individual.. Sometimes girl enter with guys, but exit hugging girls,, Other times it is the opposite.. But the human nature cannot be negated.. One goes to where they feel safest in times of stress and aggression..

 Lately I have begun exploring the newer uses of AI.. Chatting, writing, etc.. It's DECENT, ngl.. But it isn't HUMAN interaction, really, now IS it? I message back and forth, and little facts previously explained or described fall through the cracks, lost in the infinite void of the interweb.. AI is good, yes, but lacks the ability of the human mind to retain information.. It is a victim of its' own limited memory, which has to be dumped and refreshed, at THIS point in time, due to its' infancy and lack of space on a hard drive.. 

 Then there is ALSO the fact that no matter how descriptive it gets with practice and familiarity, there is NEVER that human touch or interaction with another being.. Sent pictures, and\or videos cannot replace the feel of another Human's touch, honestly, now CAN it?

 AI has a place, at present.. Relationships is not one of those areas, until, like Demolition Man (movie featuring Sylvester Stallone and Wesley Snipes as well as Sandra Bullock) the VR can actually entice full body physical responses, making the body react on a more visceral and primal level than just the optical..

Dom

 As of late, I have been watching youtube catching up on MMA fights from the past I did not see when they played live on TV as well as survival videos where people go into the wilds and build a 'cabin' then survive in it for a time.. Some for days, some for months and months..

 One such survival video showed a guy stop on the shore of a lake (river?) in the Philippine.? Thailand..? Regardless, bamboo was plentiful, and he started with multiple bundles, then began building his own island.. Mostly self contained.. Fruit trees.. Vegetables.. Chickens.. A fishery.. He could drop traps and nets overboard and catch seafood galore.. (NOT a seafood fan.. Having grown up on the Gulf Coast of Florida, it's basically the equivalent of coaxing northerners into eating nightcrawlers.. Bait is BAIT.. *laugh*) 

 This video got Me to thinking though.. If HE could do all that with just bamboo.. What could -I- do with available resources..?  So I began investigating.. I am presently collecting the resources required.. (Polyurethane barrels as floats.. 2"X2"X12' hollow metal tubing.. Water resistant floorboards.. 4'X4"X8' beams.. various wood and insulation for the walls.. Generator(s) for power, with extended reserve tanks.. 

 Once together, I can sail this barge downstream to Chesapeake Bay then, the world is My destination.. Going to make it sail powered, as well as outboard driven.. I will have the ability to add as much space as desired, My ability to do so expanding with each new addition.. Greenhouse.. Root Cellar.. Kitchen.. ad nauseum.. 

 I am truly looking forward to this new chapter.. Seeing what ports I may make for.. Fall short of, then adapt and find landfall elsewhere..

 I will continue to add on to this journal..

Dom

 For those interested, the bamboo island video is 

This was the original inspiration for the idea.. Then I watched a second.. The challenge was to use JUST bamboo to guild a huge luxurious yacht.. 

but then the FIRST thing the guy did was grab and weld 1"X1"X12" metal tubes as a base and use polyurethane barrels as buoys.. Um.. THAT'S not bamboo.? Challenge failed.. But it opened My eyes to possibilities.. Which continue to evolve as the plan coalesces.. What about 2"X2"X8' metal tubes to support the walls..? FAR stronger, much lighter than 4"X4'X8' wooden beams.. The development continues..

 Just wanting to keep the record straight here..I left for quite a hiatus when My computer went down, but returned when I got My new computer..  I have remained active though mostly just through messaging.. I WILL be getting more active in the community here shortly.. Just dealing with some friends' issues as well as personal problems.. Looking forward to re-connecting to old friends as well as making some new ones..

Dom

 I recently posted this in response to someone's question, and thought it to be very insightful, as well as very well thought out, then I either lost it (always a possibility) or it was removed.. I do not know which, nor do I pretend to.. My view on Dominance is thus..

 Submission is a gift. PERIOD. Yes some feel the need to give it to others, but the fact remains, it is GIVEN.. Like trust, or respect, it cannot be DEMANDED.. It cannot be bullied.. All that comes from such scenarios is FEAR, not submission.. Fear breeds resentment, thoughts of escape as well as thoughts of revenge. 

 AS a gift, it can be given, but on the same hand can be taken away from someone not worthy of that gift.. I do not talk about the things I can or will do, I SHOW those in My life that I continue to remain worthy of these gifts.. Trust, Respect, Submission. 

 As a Dom, I fill 5 Roles in the life of each and every girl that enters My Household. Whether they ARE here, or were here 30 years ago, My dedication to My word has no expiration limit. I am still friends with girls I collared in the late 90's.. I always WILL be. I'll never be romantically involved with them again, but if they need a friend, they know they can pick up the phone and I'm there.

 My Roles, and the order of their importance, in MY opinion, is

1) I am their Protector. I prefer NOT to be a violent person, and avoid violence at every opportunity, BUT, threaten My Family, or back Me into a corner, and someone will need a LOT of one on one time with a very good doctor, a very good TEAM of doctors, or a body bag. THEIR choice, but keep in mind.. I ALWAYS live, regardless of the odds.. (Details available on request for anyone interested.. I will not go into My Family curse here..)

2) I am their Provider.. If My Family has a need, I will move heaven and earth to fill it, regardless of personal pain, or personal sacrifice, if it fills that need.. Many is the night I have gone to bed hungry so My Family had their needs met.

3) I am their Guide.. I get to know My girls better than they know themselves.. Usually by the time they realize they WANT Me to do something, I'm already DOING it.. Then get asked shyly 'how did you know..?' I get to know their hopes, their dreams, their goals in life.. Then I steer them along the paths that can make them a reality if it is within My ability to do so.. My goal is to make them the best possible version of themselves that THEY see, not what -I- want them to be..

4) I am their Friend.. A shoulder to support them, an ear to listen, an arm to catch them if they stumble, or a hand to help them up if they fall.. But I do not expect to be their ONLY friend, I urge and push them to find others.. Similar minds and individuals that share their outlook.. People to hang out with outside the Household, away from the Family, people they can be themselves with.. Natalie had a friend before we moved that she took days long road trips with often..

 Lastly, 5) I am their Lover.. I list it last, regardless of it's significance, HOW could I throw My girl down and ravage her knowing she has other concerns crowding her mind? How would SHE benefit from such actions? My girls KNOW they are seen, heard, acknowledged.. They are here with a purpose above and beyond physical wants or needs.. 

 This is just MY view on the subject, as I said. Flame away those that feel the need to do so, it will not change My view.. 

Dom

 He doesn't need to belittle, He watches, takes note and waits,

His patience has no concept of bounds.

 He plants a seed and watches it bloom, until the time is right,

Then her realization at the truth completely astounds.

 There is no confrontation, He makes of her no demands,

He merely makes a statement here or there.

 But the total comprehension as she realizes the truth,

Shows her how much He has forever truly cares.

 She can run and hide, and sometimes does, from this brutal naked truth,

His aura can tame the wildest beast..

 What chance does she truly have, when push comes to a shove,

The facts are daunting, to say the very least..

Unfinished..

Dom

5/1/25

Something that popped into My head recently and refused to go away.. Had to get it down..

 The word Loyalty provokes images of various extremes depending on the individual reading the word. Some may immediately focus on for better or worse, in sickness and in health.. While others may immediately focus on the aspect of remaining true to ones' self, as well as their personal aspirations and goals. Both are legit perspectives, however, how do they coincide within the lifestyle relationship? HOW can anyone besides the individual decide which is right or which may be wrong?

 Personally, I do not judge individuals. It is neither My purpose nor place to do so.. I have no clue as to their path through life, so how could I possibly, in all fairness, do so? Just as THEY have no valid point of reference to judge Me in MY path, having never walked in My shoes.. That being said, this post is more of a point to ponder, a question to the community.. Which do YOU prefer? Someone that would sacrifice hopes and dreams for their life to maintain a coherent bond with one they have devoted themselves to over years of devotion? Or one that would jump ship at the first sign of an issue to maintain their own independent loyalty to self at the first sign of upcoming strife..? Better YET.. WHICH type do you perceive YOURSELF as? 

 I have had the pleasure of spending the last 7 years of My life with Natalie, My little, who has had multiple chances to jump ship in that time. SOME of which even -I- told her not to pass up.. Yet I wake every day to see her smiling face in bed beside Me and couldn't be more thankful for her presence. I recently was approved for the Disability I applied for in 2022 due to an accident I was involved in back in 2007.. (details available upon request for those that may be curious) Even now, though I have given multiple chances to release her from the relationship, she remains steadfast. I know several out here that I have had the privilege to get to know that share our perspective.. Are there any others?

 I look forward to the community responses..

Dom

 Yes, for those in the know, I have returned after quite the unintentional hiatus.. Quite a bit has happened since, which I will not go into here, but I have returned, for as long as I am able.. I have missed being here, it felt like Home when I left, due to the small clique I had found to connect with.. But time marches on, so they say, and people slip in and out of our lives along the way, for good or ill..

 For those that may not know, My name is Dom, My history is in the blog record, I do believe, if not, feel free to message Me and I'll be happy to give it.. Looking forward to (hopefully) making new friends and catching up with those I lost touch with..

Dom

  Is there ANY sight as beautiful,
As a woman that KNOWS she is loved?
  That KNOWS you are there beside her,
When the push comes to a shaove?

  The way she melts against You,
The sighs she whispers in Your ear
  The naps together in each others' arms,
The way she lights up when You are near.

  So many perfect moments in life,
The ones only Your memories will show.
  Thar demure smile she gives, that light in her eyes
Tell You everything that You need to know.

  She gives herself to You completely,
Her love, her life is now in Your hands.
  Everything she is, has been given to You
Are You BRAVE enough now to be her Man?

Dom Jordan
10/28/23

Have you SEEN My eyes? That shiver you felt as you looked into them that ran like a jolt down your spine? In person? You can FEEL them like a physical weight running light as the wind, prickling your akin like an electrical charge as they roam over your body,, despite layers of clothes between then and your skin.

*I slowly let My steelygray gaze slide down from the top of your head.. Your feel their weightlike hundreds of tiny nails dancing across your skin.. Down your neck.. Across your chest.. As it starts to close in on My first prize, I smile and decide to drag out this delicious torment, watching the goosebumps rise across your skin as it passes, My eyes make large, slow,, lazy circles around your left breast, smiling as I watch you gasp again and again as the circles close slowly on the tip of that magical mound..  Circling the entire circumference.. Closer.. Closer.. Your breath coming harder, it reaches your aeriola making you grunt and gasp harder as it nears its destination.. Finally it stops THERE, and your left nipple JUMPS erect as of firmly pinched and a deep guttural groan forces itself through  your lips as you revel in the sensation.. I smile smugly moving My eyes down the quivering mound to the right across the heaving  breast bone goosebumps rising, almost popping like sprks, EVER so slowly SCRAPING  its way up the right breast to THERE making you cry out as your right nipple joins the left, both hard enough to cut diamonds..

I smile looking away so you can catch your breath for a moment, KNOWING the torment about to start.. Then looking back, I start tracing a line slowly down your chest to your stomach. You tense and twitch as My gaze tickles across that sensitive skin.. I smile as you start to squirm in your seat, KNOWING what's coming.. DREADING it, but NEEDING it from the depths of your being.. Lower.. passing your navel, My gaze GRINDS like sandpaper across your tender flesh the closer it gets to its destination.. You TRY to fight the need, gathering your determination with all your effort, you LOCK  your legs together.. Lower.. Your determination starts to waver.. Lower.. Your knees part slightly.. Lower still.. Your thighs part slightly more.. Crossing the very base of your stomach.. SCRAPING as they close in on their target.. You lose all your will, slowly opening your legs baring your innermost self to My scrutiny with a sob, NEEDING Me to claim your deepest self.. After an eternity, My eyes land THERE, making you SCREAM as a thousand tiny teeth RIP across your swollen clip, you have no choice but to surrender, screaming again as THE most intense orgssm of your life ROARS through your body,, Searing EVRRY nerve as it passes, from the top of your head to the tips of your toes in wave upon wave of pleasure, lightning crackles along every nerve, making your body tense and twitch  as your mind disconnects from all your senses but the pleasure pulsing through you to the very core of your being..
I watch a moment or two more, smirking  as My gaze lingers brushing it back and forth eliciting trembles and shudders as it moves.. Then in My deep guttural bass voice so deep you FEEL it in your bones mote than hear it, making your body twitch again as it triggers another wave of pleasure..*
'good thing you were wearing panties, little one.. That could have been messier'