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CalmNRelaxed(dom male)
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5 months ago •
Aug 21, 2025
5 months ago •
Aug 21, 2025
I didn't become a Dom. The label of Dom was given to me on a first date.
I grew up in a very traditional, rural American family environment. My father was both a farmer and a pastor. As I became an adult, I realized my father had been fighting his own sexual demons for most of his life and turned to religion as a solution. My solution was to embrace my darkness and find a girlfriend who would join me in the journey.
I had three long-term monogamous relationships that started in college and ended in my late 20s. In all outward ways they appeared typical. Privately, they were very sexual and included various kinks, but nothing that would directly point to the lifestyle. At that time, sex for me was about exploring my partner and discovering new ways to make her orgasm, or orgasm more intensely - it was my modus operandi. It was fun and very satisfying.
Looking back, there were signs. I'm paraphrasing, but all three of my past girlfriends from that time would say things like:
- being with you is like having a kinky lover, father, and best friend all in the same person.
- your praise and encouragement make me want to do anything you ask in private.
- you make me feel completely safe but terrifyingly exposed at the same time.
- (laughing) omg, I can't believe you talked me into trying abc/xyz.
Online dating had just became a thing when I turned 30 (around 1999/2000). I started dating that way. Talked to a lot of people. The usual progression from messaging on the dating site, to emails (text wasn't a thing yet), to phone calls. Had our first date about two weeks after we started communicating.
We met for dinner, and less than five minutes into it, she said, "You can tell me, you're a Dom, aren't you?"
It sounds funny now, but I seriously thought she meant a mafia Don. I had no idea what she was talking about.
At that time, BDSM to me was people who dressed up in leather and got off on pain. I had literally never heard of Dom/sub at that moment.
When she realized that I was serious and didn't know what she was talking about. She started laughing and saying that it was impossible.
For the next several hours, we talked about the lifestyle and all the things she had learned about me that made her assume I was a Daddy-Dom. At that time, she was right, I definitely fit the profile she was describing.
She became my first submissive, and that started my formal journey in the lifestyle.
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