It is Her

I'm not perfect,I'm me,ive made bad decissions and wrong choices,but I'm me. I said the wrong things,I've said the right things. Because I'm me.

I don't like everything I've done, but I did it because I'm me. I have loved the wrong people, and trusted the wrong people, and I'm still me. Yes I had the chance to start again I wouldn't change a thing.why? Because I'm me.

There are a lot of good things about me, you just need to look past the imperfections to see what's right, if you can't do that then it's your loss.

I'm the best I can be I am me.

I have fed mouths that have talked shit about me.

I've wiped tears off the faces of people who have caused mine.

I have picked up peoples who have tried to knock me down.

I have been there for people who have not been there from me.CRAZY?maybe....

But I will NOT lose myself in the hatred of others. Life isn't easy but even through all the bullshit.... I will still be here,being me.

When a submissive woman steps outside her comfort zone to challenge what she has previously done, putting her trust in your hands, there is something beyond beautiful about it.

I said these words: " I'm proud of you."

I'm not sure I've ever meant it so much either. the absolute subdued state of her giving herself to me, so I can take her body and please it how I see fit.

Absolutely magical.

Bound up, gagged,Hitachi'd  until she squirts the bed.slapped,facefucked.

 giving her best to me. Hair yanked, ass fingered, fucked as hard as I possibly can until I find another gear and fuck her harder.

 the whole time. She is complacent and ecstatic: subdude, and exhausted;giver and taker.

How could not be more proud of the mental hurdle she just took.

Submissiveness: she always was the one with all the power. It's not until the end that we both recognize it.

TRD

The Romantic Dominant

It wasn't always Roses.

I remember eating pussy once when I was in my early twenties and the girl told me how much she would prefer that I suck her tits.

OUCH!

Back in the formative years I suppose.

Now, thanks to year after year of daily feasting upon the wonderful landscape that is your garden, i spirit the female anatomy with intention. With purpose.

With vigor, through a full-fledged of salt on your sensitive little body.

Legs up. Lips spread. clit Hood pushed back and I'm going to break you down in just a matter of time now. Bend for me, kitty cat.

Shake,Squirm.

Moan the music of my self-worth I swear I'd spend a week down here basking in your glory if I could.

Clit dancing to the sound of my tongues Harmony.

Cum for me kitten.thats it.Goodgirl.

Dance for me.

TRD

The Romantic Dominant

Give me your tired, your poor and huddled mass of a body, yearning to breathe free, as a ball gag restrains you and makes you question yourself and what you once believed you'd never accept.

I need to see this level of submission in you, in order to breathe free,myself. Give all of you to me and take all of me with you.

Come on little bunny and let's see where this Rabbit Hole really goes to. Tell yourself"anynything he wants.

Repeat it, like a mantra over and over and over again.

As the Rope goes around you, keep on repeating it. Sink deep into the State of Mind of your gift of giving and know you have a man who has your best interest in Mind through it all. While the coolness of the air hits your breast and the warmth of your drool falls down to them, the juxtaposition of this feeling will somehow make perfect sense to you.

My anger will be solidified through my deep Adoration of you. My love, displayed in rage you're wonderful orgasms,stolen from you against your will.

All of this for some bizarre reason, will seem just as it is supposed to be.

So give, just a little bit more. Just a bit more, and keep on giving until all of you is mine.

Seriously ladies, you freaking pick yourself apart until there is nothing left. I can't count the times I've heard" I am too fat" "or" I don't look good right now" to find out you are Your Own Worst Enemy and you look fucking hot as hell. You should see a few extra pounds as a mechanism to vet the most shallow of men. Same thing with some stretch marks, which eats at some of you. 

Hot damn women are beautiful in so many shapes and sizes. the thing that is least sexy about an extra 25 lbs. is the Relentless self-deprecation that seems to accompany it.

I got news for you. Nobody looks perfect. But you can be sexy as fuck nonetheless so fucking stop making yourself so unattractive by saying you look like shit when you clearly don't. I'm not saying I chase obese women. Hardly. I however see the beauty in a woman and a couple sizes pass where you want to be makes no fucking difference to anyone but you. Throw on a pair of matching bra and panties. stand across the room from me and fucking own it. Cause you look fucking good and you better believe it when I grab you by the fucking hair and make you feel it in your bones. So saddle up little girl. Daddy's throwing the kitchen sink at you and you can take that extra few sizes and bite down on them, because I'm going to steamroll you baby doll.

TRD

The Romantic Dominant

When that submissive girl inside you comes out to play, there is very little I can do to contain my inner counter part.

I try, but it's that desire to be owned I see in you that crushes any willpower I thought I had to be anything but your daddy.

Your smile is what kills me. The excitement in your eyes, to be taken, when I am so far in the opposite direction myself.

You crawl over to me, bend over, and you ask for bruises.

You do so in a way that makes me know you need it, not want it. I am struck by the Paradox when I know I'd never ask the same for myself so to see this need in you drives me absolutely crazy inside. My little angel wants to be broken down and she is asking me and every single way she can to do it to her.

So I do.

I have to.

I pull you close and I slap your pussy and grab it like I mean it I bend you over and make you red as a rose, knowing full well you will remember me every time you sit down in the days to come. Each time you shower, after you dry off, you'll get wet again between your legs remembering I made you smile, cry, but above all, that you felt complete and total vulnerability with me.

You are at home. You found your space. you need some care now.

I am blessed to Just Lead You.

TRD

The Romantic Dominant

A Dominant. An Owner. A Daddy.A Sir.A Mister.A Wolf.

A big giant fucking softie when it comes down to it. The power you yield is downright pathetic when I think about it. It becomes very obvious to me in those little moments like when you get done working out and you tell me you are"hot and sweaty" and I immediately grab my dick on the outside of my jeans and squirm just a bit in a chair. Aching for your feel and the taste of yourself, seeing the wet hair stuck to your neck like I just fucked The Living Daylights out of you. The hair as I know it is win "hot and sweaty".

It is the smell when you walk in front of me that permeates the air as you leave it behind seeping into my lungs, then my heart, and eventually my soul. It is that sounds you make when you come hard and beg me for your orgasm or this pride in your voice when I come hard for you. It is the way you react when my eyes are violating your subconscious, my right leg over your left with my cock inside you pounding you deep and I see in your eyes I am hitting the spot,and then you cum for daddy.

These hands May choke you while I fuck you. They may slap your right across the face and tits, as I penetrate your Sacred Garden. They may put bruises all over your ass for the next week. But who are we kidding? These hands, this body, and everything in it is all yours and always has been since the day I said I love you. I may be your wolf. But I am a sheep too.

But only for you.

Not in the sense I need you. I don't need shit. That's not how I am built. Compartmentalize like it's an Olympic sport and I bring home the gold every 4 years.

But make no mistake, I feel it in my bones.

I want to grab you by your fucking hair and throw fear into your eyes followed up by intense admiration you have never known the likes of.

I am a road rage dominant that knows how to do a lot in life very well, but there is nothing I do better than this. I will make you feel Heaven and Hell and Pleasure and Pain and fear and lust like you never knew possible.

Bury my face in your thighs until I see the shaking take hold. eyes peering up to see what I have done. Kick and throw those pillows,kitten. I am here to stroke my own ego in the glory l bask in from the Havoc I have done to you. Fuck a century of anger and stress between your tender legs.

I am a Alpha. When I want, I get. That simple.

TRD

I am a man who never cared about flashy. I want the win. I want the W.

Nothing else really matters.

I want your heart and all of it every last little bit of your submissive state-i want it.

I want your orgasms I want to pull them out of you like a ripcord. I want you trembling when I'm done. Do Total Wipeout worshipping self you present to me.

I want the win.The W.

Fuck being flashy. I couldn't care less the path I take, I stay the course.i land on The Fairway.

I don't chance it with the driver. I am in it for the win. Not for the Showmanship.

I want the W.

TRD

The Romantic Dominant

Once she's attached she's loyal, she's committed, she's honest, she's faithful, she's dependable, and she's careing. But you want to know what comes with that? she's jealous,she's clingy, she's annoying, she's overprotective, she's emotional, and she's crazy. you could push her away and she would come right back. You could piss her off but she'd never stay mad at you. You could lie to her and she still trusts you. You could keep making mistakes and she'll forgive you over and over. You could make her hate you but she'll start loving you all over again, but don't take that for granted, because when she's done,she's done

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