About Me

You can’t help but invest others with some of who you are, what you want, particularly semi-anonymous strangers like myself. In fleshly life getting to know someone else - unless they are saddeningly simple - can take energy, intelligence and time.

So it is doubtful how much anyone who reads me here will ever know me. Given that you may have a kink you hope to see embodied in what I say about myself or report happening to me adds another filter. And in this site I distill one portion of who I am and how I feel about Alexandra.

I hope those of you’ve been reading a while or may come to by a steady reader in the future will understand that I’d love her even with out the fetish play.

Ah, play, a word both good and bad for what we do. The good: that it distances our time together from those folks for whom dominance and submission are deadly serious. The bad: that it might suggest what we share isn’t significant. Something that ecstatic, self-realizing experience can never be.

This sounds too earnest. It often discourages me that the levity that is usually in the back of my mind smiling at myself and the world at large doesn’t come through more often.

That levity does vanish often in ‘play.’ The surrender is genuine. When my won will vanishes and obedience is involuntary we are both very happy.

Oh, heck, let me just say I love her.