More ebbs than flows

Kat’s last post spoke of the need for unconditional love as the relationship foundation in order to continue on during the ebbs and flows that all relationships encounter.

Unfortunately, this year has seen far more ebbs than flows. Family obligations, relations, and positions of responsibility have taken their fair share of time and effort. But this year both kat and I (primarily me as a disabled Vet) have been inundated with physical obstacles: injuries, illnesses, and medical appointments and procedures that never seem to cease. When one appears to be at an end another one (or more) pops up to take its place.

It’s been exasperating!

When your body is not functioning properly it can easily create obstacles to every area of your life.

No matter how hard we try to forge ahead and function with some semblance of normality it eventually becomes impossible. And no matter how much kat and I want and need D/s in our relationship, sometimes it just has to take a backseat for a while. Which is one reason I’ve been doing more short pieces and poetry, instead of the longer nonfiction D/s topical posts this year.

Kat can verify that I function on less than 4 hours sleep during the best of times, but it’s down to around 2 hours this year—with many sleepless nights. Often 2-4 sleepless nights consecutively: even during hospital stays with pain meds and sleeping pills that don’t seem to work well for me.

Kat and I still find time for intimacy, which we both agree is important. But it has just been too difficult trying to maintain a consistent 24/7 D/s relationship with the protocols, etc. So, I’ve suspended the mandatory Dom & sub duties until we get beyond the major physical issues.

Since we’ve always received far more response to our lengthier nonfiction D/s pieces, I just thought I’d let our followers know why we’ve put up less of those this year than usual.

The humorous pieces flow out of me like water. The nonfiction pieces don’t, especially with the constant pain and lack of sleep. But we will keep trying to make our Tuesday and Friday post dates as long as we physically can, even if they have to be more of the shorter pieces. And hopefully we’ll get beyond the physical issues like we have all previous issues.

Have a nice day!

Being a “Great Lover”

While some people willingly admit it, most people secretly wish they could be known as a great lover. Society often convinces women that they must possess the sensitivity of Sappho, the youthful exuberance of Lolita, the confidence of Mae West, the experience of a high-class call-girl, comprehensive training in the art of the Kama Sutra, and all while remaining somewhat virginal.

Similarly, the male populace often feels like they must have the endurance of a Navy Seal, the comedic timing of Robin Williams, the crowd-pull of the latest flavor-of-the-month rock star, a list of lovers longer than Don Juan, a reputation that equals Casanova, while having an arsenal of kinky sex techniques that would make the Marquis de Sade blush.

Although I was not a virgin when one of my high school teachers decided to unofficially invest a lot of time in my sex-education—which I thought rather odd for a history teacher to do—I was still somewhat surprised at society’s ever-changing and seemingly impossible qualifications to achieve the reputation of a great lover. And I still refuse to believe the absurd claim of Cock Robin of Peckerwood, and how he satisfied a dozen pussies simultaneously: one with each finger plus penis and tongue. After all, the most I ever satisfied simultaneously was four pussies—with tongue, dick, and both hands wielding vibrators—and that only happened once in an adolescent wet dream.

I can truthfully say that I’ve had more than my share of female companionship. But whether that has to do with my stunning good looks (and you can ask the entire class at the Helen Keller Finishing School), my savoir faire sales pitch (I can close a relationship deal faster than any used car salesman selling recycled condoms in prison), or the repetitive use of my honey-flavored dick trick, I couldn’t say. Heck, maybe I simply had a bad case of halitosis and didn’t know it. Oops! There goes another one, So, it’s back to the dating game again.

Honestly, I did have my share of ladies and an abundant sex-life. But after getting physically messed-up during my military hitch—becoming partially disabled—I was obviously concerned about my prospects for a future love-life.

Like most young men I had, at least partially, bought into society’s lies. So, I was worried my sexual stamina might not fully recover as my body healed. Especially when considering that just below my diaphragm to just above my crotch I have enough scars to look like a freeway map of Los Angeles.

Convinced I needed an edge to remain competitive in the social arena I devoured books on sex. But, I added something most young men never consider, books on understanding women. Whether it was from the male perspective, female perspective, medical or psychological perspectives, I didn’t care; I read them all. That is, until I awoke one morning and realized I was thinking like a woman. But I had that exorcised right out of me, and my head didn’t spin around like Linda Blair’s.

In hindsight, I doubt I needed to invest the amount of time and effort that I did in learning about sex and women. However, the effort was clearly rewarded. But now we come to the million-dollar question: Did all the women, experience, and book knowledge make me a “Great Lover?”

Absolutely not.

Yes, much of it was enjoyable. But an equal amount was meaningless. And while there is a certain amount of male pride that develops when pleasuring women almost seems to come naturally—yep, the natural result of decades of sexual exploration and experience—you quickly come back to reality when you realize the vast majority of it has no bearing on whether you’re a “great lover” in the eyes of your present mate.

Now, I know a lot of you older guys who know the simple recipe for being a great lover are probably screaming, “Don’t give it away, dumbass! Let them find it the hard way like we did. It’ll be hilarious watching them continually fuck-up.”

I say, get over it. We’re suppose to be mentors to the next generation.

So, all you young guys listen up. Especially if you still think fucking only has one speed (jackhammer hard), if you think foreplay is a golf term, if you think sex should not last longer than a commercial break, or if your after-sex ritual is rolling over and going to sleep.

Here it is: the quality of lovemaking between you and your mate strictly relies on the level of love, respect, trust, and amount of communication your relationship is built on. It’s that simple!

The more you love, respect, and trust each other the deeper and more honest and open your communication will be. The better the communication the more intimately you will know her. And when you discover all her intimate desires and fantasies, and learn all her favorite body points, along with what triggers her lusts, fulfilling them on a regular basis will quickly elevate your sexual prowess in her eyes.

In other words, if you don’t want to learn all about your mate in order to fulfill her wants and needs, you will never be a great lover in her eyes.

The choice is up to you.

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Never neglect the romance

Doms that don’t make time or put forth the effort to keep romance alive in their D/s relationships eventually rue the day they stopped.

I’ve been involved in D/s a long time. And I’ve noticed that both fledgling and experienced Doms can succumb to this neglectful and negative practice.

Fledgling Doms—of any age, not just the young—often go thru periods of Dom-frenzy. Their sex-life has never been better and they want to experience it all. After all, they simply have to demand it from their sub and she obeys. So, why waste time on romance?

The experienced Doms that eventually fall into the no romance trap usually do so because of stagnation: the exact opposite (or 180-degrees) of Dom-frenzy. Their relationships are stuck in a rut, going nowhere. Just the same old thing on a different day.

Any relationship can get dusty or rusty if it is not maintained. Remind your mate daily how much you love, cherish, and adore her. It doesn’t have to take a lot of time; but it’s time well spent. Yet, if you truly love her you will do even more.

Pursue her and woo her like you did when you first met. Show her she is worth winning over-and-over: as much now as she ever was.

Keep the romance alive. Maintain your solid foundation of love and your relationship can weather every storm or obstacle it comes across.

Doms should never assume

There is an old saying that states: If you assume, you make an ‘ass’ out of ‘u’ and ‘me.’

Let me give you an example that began on the 5th of July in 2013. After going to the local ER, they took x-rays and did ultrasounds on me. The ER doctor gave a diagnosis that would radically alter my life. I was placed on oxygen and a regimen of medications, and then handed off to the VA doctors to follow-up the treatments.

I was told to use the oxygen 24/7, and that I would be on it the rest of my life, along with the medications.

I never did use the oxygen 24/7, and I eventually convinced them to cancel it. They also lowered the meds but refused to cancel them.

Over the next 5 years there were additional hospital stays, multiple exams with dozens of medical professionals, including 2 VA primary care physicians. And they all prescribed modified treatments for my diagnosed conditions.

That is, until recently, when I acquired a new primary care doctor. A doctor that chooses not to assume. Instead of following up on the set regimen, he went back over my entire medical history. And after double-checking all the x-rays, etc., he felt the original ER doctor misdiagnosed me back in 2013. And he set me up with some additional tests to verify his conclusion.

The final test was done in the wee hours of the morning on March 8th, 2018. By the afternoon, my doctor let me know I could stop the meds, because he confirmed I was misdiagnosed.

For 5 years each medical professional simply assumed the first diagnosis was correct, and it clouded their minds to every test, exam, condition, and even side-effects that I’ve endured until I finally got a doctor that looked at the evidence with fresh, unclouded eyes…and never assumed anything.

What kind of a Dom would I be if I assumed, upon meeting kat, that she needed me to be exactly like my previous D/s mate?

If I would have treated kat like my late wife needed and wanted to be treated it would have turned into a colossal fuck-up, just like all those medical professionals treating me based on a misdiagnosis they simply assumed to be correct.

Everyone is a unique individual, including all subs, and they need to be dealt with on an individual basis. Communicate, observe, and learn about them. And never make the foolish mistake of assuming something. Make sure before you act on it.

Alpha’s Quotes: 8th installment

This is the 8th installment of Alpha’s humorous, witty, or common-sense quotes.

 

“All successful D/s relationships come about thru an abundance of communication, trial, and error.”

“Straight Doms should never bend over in front of a switch sub.”

“If you don’t take the time to find a compatible mate you’ll discover any time with a non-compatible mate is a waste of time.”

“Pride may come before a fall, but monster egos cause more relationship fuck-ups.”

“If you can’t satisfy your sub, don’t get mad at them.”

“A Dom is a protector, that’s what you represent; so, don’t ever abuse your sub beyond agreed consent.”

“If you’re too wasted to know which orifice you’re about to lick, suck, or fuck, postpone it till later, cuz’ you’re not fit to satisfy it anyway.”

“Don’t ever give your sub a reason to resent giving consent.”

“A smart ass gets a little wiser with each punishment.”

“Threesomes wouldn’t be so taxing if you didn’t have to bring in a third person to do it.”

 

Have a good day!