My friend Elvira once told me "most men are like dogs, they try to please. You are like the The Wolf, you take what you want."

I write about my journey through BDSM. My writings are all true. Many get rejected from Literotica as reality is often far more confronting than fiction. You can read those one here. http://the-real-wolf.tumblr.com

You'll also find me on Fetlife.com

The making of a dominant man; the story of my life.

To understand who you are you need to recognise who you were. Like any young man I marvelled over the delicate beauty of the female form. The world is full of many wonders but nothing captured my attention like the line of a women's neck as it feed from her jaw to her shoulder. Or the subtle curve of her back or the taper of her ankle. The angelic qualities of her nature and sound of her voice, all of it so intriguing, so captivating but there was more. The passion I felt as I held such beauty in my arms was almost overwhelming. The emotion of the surrender, the look in her eye the nature of the act itself and the power I felt as I entered her.

I was terrified for a while there that I was weird. I watched slave women on TV and found that I couldn't stop thinking about them. I thought about the sounds a woman makes while making love and I couldn't help notice how blurred the sounds of pleasure and pain were. I wanted more than just sex I wanted to possess, devour, take and control. All this scared the crap out of me and I wondered if I was destined to end up some sick old pervert.

Looking back it all changed when I meet my first naturally submissive girl. I didn't really know it at the time but as I kiss her firmly and held her head in my hand. As I gently squeezed her delicate neck and she let out a quiet gasp I knew that although she was a little scared and confused she was also, unmistakably excited.

I found over time that although not all women analyse why, most enjoy being taken by a strong confident man. Women have always tended to be attracted to me and I used to think that it was my good looks (laughing at myself) but now I realise that from somewhere, deep inside they can tell that I might force them to experience their darkest of desires.

I've arrived in a wonderful place of self understanding. I now know that I needed to understand the submissive mind before I could understand my own. The gift of submission is pure bravery and I treat it with unwavering respect. To look deep into a woman's eyes as she gazes up at me knowing that she is willing to offer herself body and soul is a awe inspiring experience. She's vulnerable, scared, excited and truly alive all at once. She knows that she will experience everything from pleasure to pain. From tenderness to torment and although it's all enough to make her want to run and hide. She knows deep down that she can trust me to protect her from harm.

Life I feel is all about the experience. I'm here to make those dark unrelenting fantasies reality. I want to be that man that orders you to your knees and undresses in front of you. The man that takes you by your hair and forces himself deep inside you. The man that pushes you until you shatter into a million pieces and then puts you back together again.

If you'd like to watch my videos then watch them here....

Ivy

http://www.xvideos.com/video7967158/dominating_subm

Baby Girl

http://www.xvideos.com/video9430151/baby_girl

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