Drinfear's Ravings

  Natalie, PrincessFlitterP, came Home from work one night back in December, or maybe January, and told Me 'Daddy, I have something I want You to hear, will You listen, please?' She does not ask questions like these specifically unless it is a big deal to her, so it stopped Me in My tracks. Of COURSE I'd listen regardless, but anything out of the ordinary sets the Daddy Alarms off like a Clarion.. I sat down giving her My undivided attention, and she brought her phone up to play a song.. This came out of her phone so softly I could barely hear the notes and almost said something, but the love in her eyes as she was looking at Me literally took My breath away.. Then SHE started singing this song I had never heard before..

  She sang it so deeply from her little heart that it brought tears to this crippled old Monsters' eyes.. She STILL sings it to Me every time it pops up on her playlist, but has changed the lyrics to accept FlitterFly.. Now, instead of He's all mine.. Now the line is He's all OURS.. She sang it yesterday for Flitter and Me using the new lyrics and her voice and the passion behind the words left B/both of U/us crying.. I hope this can touch someone out here that needs to hear it, but also just further showing the depths of O/our Dynamic and how it works together..

 Yesterday, PrincessFlitterP had the night off.. BUT, being the third shift stupidvisor, she had to go in to show a new cashier various tasks she had not had the opportunity to teach him.. Flitter and I walked her up.. (she was sexually harassed by a co-worker, until I confronted him.. he was the type to hold a grudge and come out of nowhere to blind side someone..) Keep in mind, here, I am NOT the jealous type.. I take others flirting with My girls as a compliment. When THEY get uncomfortable, and TELL Me this, *I* am obligated to make the discomfort STOP. Period.

 Regardless, I digress, and My apologies for doing so to those still reading.. Flitter and I walked Nat to work and sat with her until she was ready to head Home.. Flitter and I were talking about food, and decided to make biscuits and sausage gravy when W/we got Home.. This was only the second time I had ever made biscuits, and according to the girls they came out phenomenally.. Flitters gravy was AMAZING.. Nat got to be the taste tester to ensure everything came out to HER standards..*LAUGH* HER standards is being edible. .But this was an exercise for A/all of the Family members to come together as a unit and work together as a cohesive team.. All thoughts of self aside, working together for the Family.. Yes, it was a small step, but it shows A/all of U/us how TOGETHER, W/we work better than alone.. Bigger steps will come in the near future until A/all of U/us know O/our role within the Family and what is expected in that capacity..

 Thanks for reading..

Dom

 I am not aware of what I have done to deserve the life I have been given. I am not entirely sure that I DESERVE aforementioned life.. But here I am, living with two gorgeous women, BOTH of whom are completely devoted to ME, AND to each other as well.. No. Unlike the books and/or movies you might read or watch, it's NOT all rainbows and FlitterFlies.. (HA!) I never know what might happen from one minute to the next.. I might say something that gets lost in translation, I might HEAR something that got lost as well.. Nobody knows when or IF this might happen regardless of the Family member saying it. This is part of Life. I sometimes have to remind Myself, and Flitter as well, she has only been living here for 2 and a half weeks now.. To fit in as well as she does after such a short time boggles My mind.. Especially with all things considered.. *I* do not have the greatest upbringing. But it does not keep Me from being the Person, Warrior, Man AND Dom, I was raised and hand groomed to be.

 Every day now, with Flitter finally finding her Forever Home is a blessing, even at the worst of times, which DO still happen through no fault on anyone's part. But even in the worst of moments, when tempers flare and W/we do not want anything to do with E/each other, but something happens to one or the other of U/us and W/we are there for whomever the incident happened to.. Regardless of emotions or feelings, W/we ARE a Family, E/each there for those in the Dynamic. For better for worse in sickness and in health.. For richer for poorer, til Death, do U/us part.. They're BOTH Mine, and I won't complain.. (Overly much, anyway, considering I wake to choose this life..) Nothing will EVER change this choice..

Dom

 I do not have any idea where this post will lead, I have not thought it out completely, as of yet, I only know what has been laid on My heart to say here.. W/we (Me, Flitter, and My wife, Natalie) have 3 cats.. TWO, Furrocious (EMPHASIS on the FURR) and Fable are both ferals that were caught and tamed by U/us (Me and Natalie) the third (Star) was a foster that needed taken care of for a couple months.. That was WAY over a year ago.. 

 Star prefers to be an only cat, and does not take kindly to other cats.. They're always fighting, and raising Cain when the 'Hoomans' are trying to relax, or worse yet, trying to sleep.. Star has  a tendency to sit in the bathroom, OR at the top of the closet to get her space from the others.. When she sits in the bathroom, anyone that comes in is accosted by her.. Sitting on the counter, swiping at them with her paw wanting loving and/or attention..

 That all being said, Natalie and I have been together for well over 6 years now, despite the fact that she is only 27.. Flitter is a new member to O/our poly dynamic and still finding new things that Nat and I B/both take for granted as being understood.. *I* am 'old school' as many here have pointed out, more than a few times, I accept that, but also know that MY views HAVE to evolve to make this relationship work.. I feel that I AM trying to evolve My views on what is acceptable and what is NOT, as well as internalizing things I would not have accepted even 10 years ago.. NOT just from flitter, but from My 'little' Natalie as well.. I am seeing the similarities between Star, and My Flitter, reaching out for a lifeline from Daddy, wanting the comfort and the validation that their needs are important, to ME, their Daddy.. I have failed in the communication parts so far, more often than not, but I AM, like all 'Hoomans', a 'work in progress'.. I may not see the claw swipe for the attempt to get My attention that it is, and might see it as an attack on Who or WHAT I am.. But I am Man and Warrior enough to admit when I take those swipes wrong, and I do My best every single day to NOT lash out in defense of said issues.. I internalize, consider all the possibilities and return with a course of action that *I* feel will benefit E/everyone.. 

  This will be an ongoing issue, I'm sure, but one that *I* feel Love and purpose will iron the kinks out of as time goes by.. NOBODY is perfect, LEAST of all, ME.. *I* am no less 'Hooman' than anyone else reading these words. I freely admit this, and apologize all the time on those occasions (which are far more frequent than I like to admit) that I am wrong.. 

 I just want My Flitter to KNOW, she is here for a reason, and NOTHING she does is rejected out of hand, or at ALL for no reason.. She IS a member of My Family, and I hope, when that day comes, and the Lord calls Me Home, SHE is holding My hand, along with Natalie, to help ease My passing..

My apologies for the book I've written here, I did not mean for it to meander as much as it did.. But these words and the jumbled emotions NEEDED to be expressed.. 

I have been gone from My account for a bit, but MOSTLY because I felt I had found what I sought, so felt no further need to be here.. Flitter has opened My eyes to see that even though she is HOME, finally, I DO have so much more to offer and express with the experience at My disposal, and I want to help make the Community here the best it CAN be, if I am able to do so..

Thank you, My Flitter, for helping to open My eyes.. I love You, My Princess..

Daddy.

Edited for My Dyslexic and fat fingers, because I always get on Flitter for her grammar, and MINE was absolutely HORRIBLE here..

 The one I hold close late in the night,

The one that to share My sun filled days,

 The one who makes My life complete,

In a myriad of little ways.

 She embodies all that I hold,

So dear oh so deep in My heart.

 Respectful, trusting, and loyal,

The list goes on but that's a good start.

  She will know she lives representing,

My skills to love, to Teach and to Guide.

 the living embodiment of Style and of Grace,

She will fill My whole soul with pride.

 She will BE My light in the darkness,

Ever be the center of My view,

 THIS is the one I've been looking for,

The question is, could this be you?

Dom

7/24/17

I am NOT a premium member, so can't , as others have done, post actual videos, but will, in My simple way, do My best to accept and answer the Two Song AND the Childhood Song Challenge posted and answered by others here already.. 

I KNOW I'm late to accept the challenge, yet this makes the attempt neither less heartfelt, nor extremely cerebral.. My FIRST song would be 

Father Figure by George Michael

My Second would be :

Papa Don't Preach by Madonna

Childhood Song would be one that rings with special and specifically sexual connotations.. (some may be aware)

Abracadabra by The Steve Miller Band (both for obvious and less so reasons)

   As Another has said, One Whom I respect.. WARNING!! SAD POST.. Faint hearted should not read!

 I have only been here a short time, this is true. I have not spoken to many, but have a way to go to show some here the Man I am, and the fires I have been tempered by, the Darkness I have walked through to become the Warrior, and the Man that stands before you all here now.

 I am NOT, at present, a Premium member, though I hope this to be rectified sometime in the near future. 

 Back before My introduction to the Lifestyle, in My (not really so) 'vanilla days', I met, fell in love with and married a woman. (This was 1990) She gave Me a son several months later. I left, through no choice of My Own (I get enough judgement as is for being new, I will not add fuel to the public fire, but for any interested will explain in private. I am not proud, but nor will I hide from the Truth) I left. When My son was 7 months old, as his mom was bringing him Home from the grocery store, a drunk driver ran a red light and took them both. This person never even bothered to stop.

 *I*, being gone, did not even find out about the situation until the following year. This discovery devastated Me. I spent almost 3 years at the bottom of a bottle, until coming to terms with the situation. Even after nearly 33 years, I find Myself living day by day, one step at a time. I have never written any verse or rhyme on this topic, though at some point I MIGHT. But here in the last 3 months or so, while bingeing some former episodes, I came across this unassuming younger man, striking in His commonality that performed a song He had written and sang on America's Got Talent. His name is Mitch Rossell. He wrote a song that opened My eyes, and to be honest, My HEART, because He wrote it from the perspective of the Son whose Dad was taken.. 

 I can't post videos here yet, but the song is That's Why I Call You Son. I hope others coming through the same Darkness *I* have can hear this song (the AGT version is perfect, but the Official video is SO much more) and experience the same calmness, yet inescapable rage, it brings to Me.. This song, though very emotional, is balancing TO ME. I hope others may find the same through His music..

Dom

If the days moved ever onwards,

and the path were not so clear,

 Would I once again be lucky enough,

To find My steps leading here.

 This moment in time where all that I need,

Appears to be within My reach,

 Or would I blink finding it had all disappeared

A dream barely beyond My arms reach.

 A girl came to Me, broken and torn,

Not even knowing who she truly was,

Accepting the vile and imperfect words,

that others gave her, from all of her past.

I see the diamond, hidden so deep within,

Her scars, her insecurities and more

 I accept her as is, and will bring out the shine,

I hope to make her the whole she was never before.

Dom

1/27/24

 My first poem of the new year.. It felt a TOUCH forced, but I think it expresses how I feel appropriately..

Welcome Home.. *wink*

For the record, I consider, and blatantly call Myself a crippled old Monster.. I have a leg that is useless from the hip down. One I was told by multiple medical personnel that I would never walk on again.. A month later, I was working construction and digging ditches. My role model growing up fared worse, HE actually died in His accident, and spontaneously revived over an hour later in the hospital..

 But that is neither here nor there.. That happened in the past, I'm speaking of ME. As a Dom, I have always played 5 roles in the life of any girl that has come to Me, I HOPE My words can help others on the road to discovery of being a Dom to blossom and become more than they thought they could. 

These 5 Roles are, in order of importance,

1) I am their Protector. I do NOT like violence, and avoid it at all costs if humanly possible. BUT, if I can't avoid it, OR, God forbid, someone makes the mistake of threatening My Family, all bets are off, someone will need a doctor, and that person is rarely ME.

2) I am their Provider. Yes, I consider Myself crippled, but NOTHING stops Me from doing what has to be done for My Family but ME. If this means I have to do without something Myself, so be it, as long as the Family has what THEY need, and I HAVE gone hungry many many nights to ensure those in My life are fed.

3) I am their Guide. I get to know them, far more often than not, better than THEY know themselves. Their Hopes, their dreams, their goals.. Then I point out a path here, or there that they can take, ultimately making said dreams and goals a reality.

4) I am their Friend. A hug or cuddles after a long hard shift at work. A bubble bath to wind down. A shoulder to lean on if they are losing strength, or need a place to cry. A hand to catch them if they stumble, or to pick them up if they fall.. But I do not expect to be their ONLY friend.. I push them to meet other like minded people.. Someone to hang out or do things with outside the House, and/or away from the Family.. I also push them to make sure they keep in touch with relatives.. Family is the MOST important thing in the world to Me.

And lastly, 5) I am their Lover. I do My best to show them a bond far deeper and stronger than they ever knew could exist. I make their body respond in ways it never has before, be it to My touch.. My voice.. Or just My STARE. They repeatedly learn daily WHY *I* was the lucky man to have earned the gift of their submission, and I do My best every day to prove to them that I AM the one worthy of it..

This may come across as uncouth.. But THIS is the Warrior and the Man I was raised to be, and I refuse to be any other way..

Dom

I have heard some comments over the years about the need to 'break' a partner (typically a sub or slave). In my opinion and based on my personal experiences, this word, 'break' portrays the exact OPPOSITE of a Dominant's role in the life of His chosen partner. Braking someone is useless. I consider myself to be like a cowboy from the Wild West: let Me draw her in and ease her fears; her anger towards others; and SHOW her a Man worthy of the gift of her submission. I PREFER a girl with spirit! I'm not the "yes, Sir" at every comment type. Let My words and actions rebuild her spirit gently, the proper way. Let her learn trust from Me consistently following through on the words that I say and my encouraging ways. Let her learn to Respect herself in the respect I show her. I PREFER a girl that speaks her mind within the confines of our relationship. 

When I hear these words about breaking a submissive, all I really imagine is a man who doesn't want to put effort into the relationship. It's always easier to destroy than to build. THIS is the absolute wrong approach.

I find that I have always attracted these types, those thinking they are broken. I strive to show them the way a good relationship should be and give them a foundation for self respect. This always does more good than "breaking them" would. I hope sharing my thoughts and experience will maybe give someone pause before they believe they need to break a sub to be a success.

Dom

with help