A while ago I was floundering in the world and I couldn't understand why really. Life was good I have a home family my hobbies and thankfully I got my health back to point I can live with but, something was missing. I could sense it but I could not put my finger on it.
I could catch myself maybe having a pint and a laugh and this feeling of missing would just dart through me and disappear as fast as it came.
I thought at one stage I needed something new to buy something new to fill in this missing feeling I was having. I scrolled online at many things I could buy but nothing seemed to make me go there that's it I want this will stop that missing feeling. I looked and looked and anytime I found something inside I heard a voice telling me , nope don't need it . I'm not a consumer, I'm a bit of a promoters nightmare as I don't buy just because someone tells me in an add or such , I rarely feel the need to purchase something new.
This missing feeling just sat there like a drunk in a pub taunting me.
Then one evening while looking at a favorite TV show of mine a non-descript piece of talking was happening and a single word just resonated with me and later that night I thought of the word again, and again and again. It began to grow legs this word.
Submissive. The context I heard it from was one bloke fixing a motorcycle says to his "don't be submissive of my skills" and the word submissive struck like hammer blow.
My dormant Dom woke up inside me and began shifting about , moving the furniture , opening the curtains , opening windows letting in light and fresh air.
So a few days later I was on FL. My Dom was alive once more after a break as my health was my priority but now that I was in a better place I had spare brain capacity to think beyond my health and here I was again , the Dom.
It excited me. I felt like an old friend had come home. However on FL I noticed this old friend had changed through the passage of time and the realities of my health. He was more settled more strongly secure in his ways. I found FL wasn't for me. I did manage to come across a most beautiful human though from Detroit ,cage was and is a beautiful soul a beautiful looking woman and a fantastic submissive. Though we never got to a dynamic we became good friends and in one conversation she mentioned the cage.
This was how I ended up here , again , as I was here many years previous and had totally forgotten about it.
It's this that was missing. My Dom. The lifestyle . The people in it ( I was and still am very lucky to have met a wonderful lady a true companion ). The conversations. The flirting. The sexting. The dynamics. The blogs. So on. I know yesterday I made a poorly veiled attempt at grumping , after all I'm a grumpy hairy arsed Irish ould grump of a Dom so naturally I have to grump now and then. Yesterday I was giving out how making the effort and getting silence back can be lonely well today it's time I said something else , something very different.
That is I want to say : go raibh mhaith agat which is gaelic for thank you very much.
I want to offer my thanks to all the people in here who have allowed me to be myself , who have let my Dom be free , who have made me laugh , made me feel aroused, who have endured my blogs my filthy sense of humour , my piss poor grammar , given me conversations, given me access, shown me my mistakes and helped me find the missing piece.
I just feel as a Dom I don't thank especially Submissives enough for all what they are and all what they do. The world is currently going through a bullshit phase and everywhere people have some sort of communities they use to help them live well thecage is one of my communities , so thanks again you big bunch of crazy assed adoringly weird as fuck nutjobs unfortunately I'm sticking around still so either block me ignore me or just run away from me because I'm grumpy as fuck!