Submissive Men 101 Facts

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The following is only according to this dominant. What I seek, desire, find attractive and keeps my interest. Above all...Keeps my interest.  I do tend to get bored easily. As dominants we come in different genders, personalities and opinions.  It's a question of finding what mixes well with you. As I've mentioned before, will your demons play well with mine?  Or will I find you irritating?

I'm not that complicated.  At least I don't think so, but others have said I am.  What draws me first to a submissive man is the spirit within him. Am I familiar with it? Do we speak the same language as far as expression and what triggers our deepest needs?  Do we have a path between us that we either find fascinating to journey along and/or is it comfortable and one we would enjoy traveling on to our next destination? Does he inspire a need for me to communicate with him?  To share secrets and hear his own? If not, my own communication will grow cold and my spirit will already be turning away from him.  My interest in him gone...rarely to ever return.

So here is a list that will open your eyes to this dominant and may help you with others if they share the same opinions:

1.  Know your yourself.  You know what lies beneath your skin and desire to find someone compatible to explore those desires with. You have pushed paralyzing fear aside and have come to terms that life is to be lived fully.

2.  Newbies.  Personally I don't have a lot of patience for newbies. I realize they have to start somewhere. And there are exceptions. But overall I have found newbies filled with fantasies and, depending on the porn they have watched, bad ideas on what a female dom is and what to expect. There is a lot of time invested in tearing down old ideas mixed with their old vanilla nature and I don't enjoy the process.  So mostly, no to newbies.

3.  Men/little boys.  This has some fine lines involved.  Yes, this one can be complicated.  For the right submissive it has to come naturally and he must possess that magical mixture of testosterone laced masculinity, and when alone with me display a vulnerability and surrender that radiates an acknowledgement that in my presence he forgets all that makes him man.  He forgets his name, his age, his profession and becomes again a deviant little boy longing to please the woman who holds the key to his desires.

4. Begging vs Whining. To me there is a difference!  To beg is to know your need is vital and it comes from a deep place within your soul.  It's part of your makeup and something that has become a part of our lives together.  It can be playful when we are reading each other's mood correctly.  Most importantly an unselfish submissive will know when 'no' is 'no' and stop his request immediately.  Whereas whining is seen by me as a feeble attempt to push ones own selfish agenda.  When this submissive receives a 'no', he proceeds to ask again as if an answer has not been given or chooses to murmur and complain.  If I see even a sliver of this behavior, the submissive will be ejected immediately from my life. It's a red flag. And my interest has already died.

5. Greedy vs Bratty.  NB was and still is a very greedy sub. But his greed comes from a deep hunger that tends to get deeper with each morsel of deviant behavior thrown his way. It's a 'wide eyed' wonder of discovery and creates a desire to go even further. I love seeing that hunger rise in a sub. It's filled with appreciation and expectation. Bratty behavior exposes a sub's own agenda and wanting his own way without any thought or appreciation of others. It's not about the person bringing forth the desire, but the action and thrill he is seeking no matter what vessel it flows from. It's self gratification.  This is easy to spot.

6. Listen. This is the most important fact that will help no matter who you are as a sub or what dominant you are seeking.  Listen. Pay attention to what is being said and follow accordingly. Don't pretend to listen, when really all you're doing is preparing your own answer and/or reason for your request. Your words will betray you.  I do listen to what you say and how you respond. Listening shows you really care about building something and working the bugs out along the way.

Just a few facts that hopefully will open the door to some relationships and maybe fine tune your method of building a connection with a dominant such as myself.

Show me. Tell me. Expose yourself to me intimately, honestly.  It's a good start.  ;)

~ Vista

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Save the TaTas!

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Save the TaTas campaign is a few months away and it's made me think even more about my two lovely girls that bring me such overwhelming joy!  My breasts!  As a young woman I was disappointment many times by men who were not that thrilled with their round, soft, warm and responsive ways. As I've grown into my own I now know that if a man is not thrilled by the girls that dance so beautifully from my chest then they need to keep walking away and find another.  I know not all men are going to be aroused by them and some have little interest, but these girls are directly connected to my clit and if you don't give them the attention they deserve and long to get lost in them, then this body of mine will never fully open to your advances!  My lovers all know this to be a fact!  And they have all served me well.

For me it can be a deep spiritual experience with one I love.  A time of calm, nurturing, building up my lover's strength and an awakening of my desires that must be met.  The beautiful thing about breasts is that their only reason for existence is to feed, comfort and for most women arouse.  I am fortunate to have very sensitive nipples that send erotic rushes trembling through my body and when just suckled for long periods can send me and my partner off into a calm and depth of bonding as no other.

For NB and I it was a away for him to relax and re-connect as a couple.  Especially after a very erotic time of cuckolding. It gave him reassurance that he was mine, my love for him was intact and our bond strong. For many centuries...way back in time... women were wet nurses for those who could not nurse their young and many women nursed their husbands also for their strength and comfort.  Breasts can produce milk even without giving birth to a baby... it's the suckling...supply and demand .. that makes the milk come in.

So as a society, as we seem to be slowly letting go of what is thought of as taboo...let's also come into the knowledge that breasts need to be paid the attention they were made for.  Enjoy the pleasure and gift of what our bodies naturally crave.  As women we really are amazing sexual beings!  We have a clit that it's only reason for existence is to bring us pleasure and breasts that were made for loving!

Save those TaTas!    Suckle them and keep them healthy!  ;)

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My TaTas!

Not Any Sub Will Do.

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Especially those pesky demons that hold you at bay!  You know they taunt you, condemn you and threaten to expose you!  So bring them along, and expose them, lay them at my feet. I'm not afraid and would love to see them silent before me.  BUT..... In order to do that, you must first know yourself.

Awwww... There's the qualifier! It's not enough that you want to be submissive. That you want to surrender and fantasize what kind of delicious torment I may inflict upon your yielded body. Your desire to surrender to me really is not my trigger!  There are men lined up around the block who want to do that...for themselves.  If they're honest! Your hunger for that, does nothing for me.

What moves me?  It's the torment of your demons that wrestle with you at night when the room is dark and all you can hear is your own breathing.  Images flash across the screen in your mind and try as you might to look away you find your hand sliding up and down along your shaft and give yourself to the orgasm building deep at your base and balls.  Secrets you've not whispered to anyone, let alone a woman. You cum hard and while your seed dries upon your fingers and across your stomach, you turn your head away and mumble to yourself, "That's the last time."  Your statement is weak and your demons laugh once again at your pitiful resolve.

But I see beyond them. Beyond their taunting of you and I look upon the man who longs to live fully and be accepted.  I see your strength and how they try to beat you down in shame.  Come to me. Bring those blowhards to my door and watch them snivel in the corner as I celebrate every decadent part of you.  As I set you free and we both revel in their silence!  The shame they once held over your head as a banner will now become a flag of victory in your hand. Along with me, you will celebrate who you are, how you're wired and find yourself strong, yet weak when my eyes gaze your way.

Now only I will make you tremble. Tremble with the knowledge that nothing is hidden from the one who loves to own you.

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The Man or the Relationship......

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I have loved men throughout my life. They all, good or bad, played significant parts in my life. In the molding in who I am today. I learned to have patience, to forgive as to not have my own heart become bitter. I have learned to look beyond my own thinking and try to understand the thoughts of another no matter how foreign to my own they may be. I have loved other men. But I was in love with NB.

There is a love that I read about, saw exhibited in others and had come to believe that it was out of reach for me. That I was somehow incapable of experiencing that kind of unconditional love for someone.  From the beginning with NB there was a knowing of each other that couldn't be explained. A sense of having lived in another time together. An understanding of what the other needed without speaking the request. A calm and relaxation between our souls and spirits; a familiarity that spoke to us both. Over the last year of our relationship due to some emotional trauma NB went through, I lost him. First emotionally, then finally physically. We speak now and then, touch base to see how the other is doing. But what once existed between us is now only a memory. I can hear in his voice at times a longing for what we once had, yet an emotional inability to move toward that again.

It's been confusing in sorting out my feelings.  But moving forward has helped and I find my dilemma has been this:  Do I miss the man or the relationship?

As much as I love him still, it's not the same. The man I met almost 3 years ago is no longer there. The man I talk to or receive a text from these days is not the same man. I have come to understand that it's the relationship I miss. Not the man.

I miss the familiarity that comes over time. It's woven through many conversations, shared emotions and experiences of life. Trials, burdens, revealed secrets and joys making up it's fabric. Rituals that naturally arise out of your sexuality with each other. The feeding of your souls and spirits as you are mingled in each other's existence. Being known, accepted, celebrated and loved.

In making my way in the single life I have come to understand that many of the men I have chosen to even consider as a potential partner all have had bits and pieces of what once laid in NB's heart. I realized then why I wasn't making any progress in moving forward. I was trying to restore what I had lost. An impossible task! None one will ever be NB. No one will ever give me what I had with him. It was uniquely ours. But that was a time in the past. Never to be lived again.

I cherish the relationship, and do miss it, but I take with me into the future the knowledge that I have the capability to love. My eyes are open to what and who may lie ahead.  My heart is finally ready to see into another. To experience a new direction and journey. To taste the flavor of another man and let him deep into my soul and learn of his. To no longer be looking to what has been familiar and what I have been missing but to see what I still need to discover in someone new.

To learn of a new touch, a new look and a new way to reach another. To take the time to unfold what lies in him and let another fabric naturally be woven through the exchanges of our lives coming together. To find someone that over time makes me hungry for his taste, his smell and his touch. To once again let the darkness within my soul light up at the sound of his voice as he speaks my name. To know and be known thoroughly again.

Of course I miss the man. The man he once was. But I know now, it's the relationship I had with him, the familiarity that I have missed even more.

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Haunted by Your Demons.

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As the music swirls, warming my mind and the alcohol fills, warming my body, 

I sit and remember when.....

They know me. They know me by name, by smell and by sight. The demons that lie in the dark crevices of your soul.  I try to move on from you, from them and as I think some distance has been accomplished on my part, I feel them tugging at my spirit. Telling me I'll never be happy with another. Telling me I'll always long for your submission, lust and deep desires. 

Is it possible that there is another who I will know intuitively as I did you? You said I had cast a spell on you. That I lived inside your head and knew your deepest desires better than yourself. That I said things and did things so easily, so naturally that reached into parts of you that had never been touched by another. I couldn't explain it. I just knew you. I somehow had knowledge of things no one had told me, yet I knew they were there, woven inside you; affecting you, influencing you and your sexuality. I understood how those desires touched you and sang to you in your sleep. 

They admired me, respected me and listened as I took control of them and made them serve me as I used them to taunt and pleasure you. Then after, I would nurture and sooth you. Proving to you that I and I alone owned you. In that, you owned me also. For I had become addicted to your flesh melting into my own and the look in your eyes that opened wide the widows of your soul. 

Will there be another that will dance with me so effortlessly and share unspoken secrets through our touch? 

I'm haunted by you and your demons that are imprinted on my soul and flesh.  

Shhh ... Don't speak.  I already hear you.

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Perverted Lust & Obsessive Adoration Required!

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In these last few months of being single I have needed to reassess what my needs and desires are in men. While NB was in my life I entertained some subs but mostly men who were switches.  I really thought that desire for switches would continue, but have found recently it leaves me wanting for more.  I also realized that before my need for worship, adoration and obsessive lust toward me was filled by NB.  I didn't think much about it and how it effected me until now. Now I know his need was matched by my own.

It's been a great revelation to me and freeing to understand more what triggers the dom in me and those desires that only a genuine submissive man can bring out. I admit, I've been spoiled. I know that look of hunger, the obsessive lust and adoration cocktail that swirls within the soul of a submissive man. He becomes stripped of his power, helpless in my arms and surrenders all his strength just to lie by my side. His heart is laid bare before me; His eyes are filled with passion as he longs for a drink and taste of me. What mortal soul does not become addicted to that!

So my journey continues .... Submissive men need only apply.  I'm not asking you to fall in love with me, but perverted lust and obsessive adoration would be a requirement.

~ I am smiling and my heart warming at the thought ~

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Hello 2014! I'm Glad You're Here!

2013 was a bumpy ride emotionally and full of a long transition.  I knew going into it that it could go either way for NB and myself.  As uncertain as things looked for us at times, I wouldn't change one bump along the road.  These are the journeys that continue to form our character and lives. But I'm so thankful that year is now behind me!

I have somethings forming in my life that are making 2014 look very promising. Too premature to share them with you now, but will share once I know their place along my journey. 2014 will be full of changes. I'm looking at ways to expand and improve on this blog and I'll keep you updated on personal changes along the way.

Some things I learned in 2013:

1. That two people can love each other deeply, openly and yet feel and realize with grace that their journey together has run it's course.

2. That with a thankful heart we can move forward knowing that who we are today and what we potentially have to offer to another was forged in the fire of what we just walked out of.  I'd not change one thing.

3. That although it seems our heart could never open or want another, that there is someone waiting just for us around the corner. Someone we never knew existed who possesses qualities we never understood we needed.

4. Life has a way of presenting us magic at any age.

May all of our lives this 2014 be filled with the surprise of magic!

~ Vista

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I Remember the 'Little' Side of Him.

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These images came across my Tumblr page yesterday from Submissive Guy Comics. (Use link below pic to access his site.) 

I immediately thought of NB and his 'little' side. It was magical and beautiful for us both. NB is 6' 3" and I'm 5' 4" !  A big difference when we stood next to each other, but I loved the feeling of being physically overpowered by him knowing who had the dominant power in the relationship.  He would often hold me and comment on how small I was in his arms. I believe he loved the paradox himself.

The 'little' side of him had nothing to do with being child like. But everything to do with feeling absolutely safe in my presence, releasing whatever burdens he was carrying and finding strength in my embrace. It had to do with opening up the most vulnerable places in his soul, exposing his weaknesses and failures and in return receiving my unconditional acceptance and love.  

My heart toward him during those special intimate times was protective, nurturing and I could feel the love pour out of my spirit and soul washing over any insecurities he was battling.  Ultimately, when his strength had return, his hands would start to roam, along with mine, and we would end up with me reminding him who he belong to. ;)  All of that beautiful strength and surrender owned by me. 

These are memories and reflections I take with me into the new year.

~ Vista

Silencing Their Demons....

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The picture...the quote...all of it grabs at me! This to me is the D/s relationship I thrive on! There were many aspects to NB and my relationship, but the greatest joy was in staring down his demons. He walked most of his life living in a secret. Outwardly showing the world the bigger than life alpha male and being very successful at it, while in solitary moments being tormented by the demons that would shout out his lies and folly. The few times he tried to explain to a love one his struggles and deep desires he was ridiculed, mocked and sent to a therapist to get 'fixed'.  Then our paths crossed.

He immediately felt relaxed and like a thirsty dying man finding an oasis, he settled in my presence and slowly poured out his grief. As each tormenting spirit would raise it's head thinking to meet with the past ridicule, he found understanding, compassion, acceptance and love. Silencing the voices he had grown to know so well. Those demons feared me and he found peace in my presence. Alas, in the end, we alone choose what voices we give power to and today I'm not sure what he hears. But I do miss being his source of peace.

As I journey on my own path, I take with me many lessons forged in that relationship and will carry those priceless gems into the next. I'll always remember the beauty of his heartfelt submission. The look of ultimate surrender with just a touch of my hand, a look in my eyes or the sound of my name upon his lips. And for that beautiful moment, the silencing of his demons.

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What I'm Thankful For.

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This!  This right here is the form that always gets my attention. Toned, not bone skinny. No bulging muscles that give me nothing to hold on to and caress when I'm feeling soft.  A form, that in my eyes says 'testosterone' and I want all of it!  A beautiful cock that promises pleasure, fullness and lovely hanging balls!  Dark hair because I like dark things. ;) And eyes that look with passion. He makes me Thankful! 

And also this...

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What else makes me Thankful this day are the memories I have of NB and our relationship. Even though I have no idea what the future holds and if we'll ever find our way back together again, as I thought of what I was Thankful for, my mind kept going back to him and his beautiful submission. So setting loss, hurt and heartache aside, I'd like to share the beauty of that submission.

There was nothing pretentious or insincere about NB's submission and his cuckold wiring. It has been deeply rooted since childhood and how it manifested throughout him was the driving force for me in my dominance over him. I am thankful for all the vulnerability he exposed to me; the beauty of his heart and the pleading in his eyes as I would take more and more control of him in ownership. I loved watching the struggle between the Alpha man he was to the world and the little boy inside wanting to be completely owned. Even at times needing desperately to be 'taken' by force. 

Which brings me to his lovely, adorable ass that I loved to prove my ownership as he groan with pain, mixed with pleasure, not sure if he could take more, then after, shyly asking for it again.

Today NB, I choose to be Thankful for you. Many emotions run through me these days, from frustration, anger, disappointment, confusion, sadness...but also softness over all we shared. I am thankful for the beauty of your honest submission to me and pray someday I'll find that again.

~ Vista

Saturday Eye Candy!

To celebrate Saturdays and that we all need a diversion or two, here are a few of my a favorite Eye Candy today from my tumblr site! http://sexualdestinies.tumblr.com/

As I go through my week enjoying my Tumblr page I'm always looking out for what I think would make wonderful Eye Candy!  I know my life is entering into another transition stage.  I can feel it in my bones. There is some sadness....NB has fallen into an emotional state that doesn't fair well with who we are and have been as a couple. Maybe things would be different if we lived closer, but then again, being apart helps me in being able to move forward without running to his side.

And then there is excitement at what may be ahead in my future. I have some ideas and plans I'm personally working towards. And if another primary turns up in my life... I damn hope he's local!!! ;) At least not states away!!!!

To fight the sadness that lurks around the corners of my soul, I find solace in my pics for today's Eye Candy!

This... I need to feel this hunger from a man again!

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I find this pic beautiful and peaceful...love staring at him. 

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I also love some meat and muscle on my men. Not too skinny. I need to feel their strength!

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Because When You Look at Me, You See Me.

Not five minutes after checking into our room, but clothes were off and flesh was pressed against flesh as we said hello to each other's body after a six week separation. The role playing and kinky fun always comes later, after we have established our foundation once again. At first the hunger for each other is too great and I know for me, I just need him close, so close.  I need to feel him, smell him and enjoy his touch and kisses once again. 

After a great dinner and then back to the room for more lustful indulgence, we basked in the afterglow and tender, intimate conversation naturally flowed from the heart and started to fill the room.

I quietly listened, being held close to him by his arms and pressed against his body. He shared the depth of his heart with me, and then ended by saying, "But the greatest reason why I love you is because when you look at me, you see me."

I was quiet at first. Just letting what he just said settle gently down on us and take root in my heart. This...This is what I wanted him to always understand. And now I was hearing it from his lips, unprompted, unrehearsed; a revelation that finally came to life inside him. A truth of our foundation. 

One of the things that attracted me to the D/s life, besides adoring submissive men, was the openness and willingness of others to be vulnerable and dare to find their true selves. To find people not afraid to go against culture, society and whatever rule book that told you as you were growing up that there was only "this" way to live, act and feel that was acceptable. 

To know that NB finally understands that I love all the ways about him, accept them, in fact, adore them, because they are all a part of what makes up 'HIM'!  And every crazy, kinky and straight way about him, fits very nicely into me! For him to know and understand that I have no desire to change ANYTHING about him! That he is accepted totally and that when I look at him, I don't see a man that is on his way to becoming the man I want, but he already is that man! The greatest gift he could give me, was that statement. That I SEE him. Naked, open, vulnerable...exposed ..and love him unconditionally. Isn't that something we all yearn for? To be truly known and loved for the totality of who we are?  No secrets. Secrets make us lonely.  At least I have found they make me lonely and I've had enough relationships in my life that left me lonely and not understood.

Life is far too short to live as others feel you should live. Everyone owes it to themselves to find that person who will look at you and truly see you. And love you unconditionally the way you are.

He knows he is loved and that she SEES him.

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Saturday Eye Candy!

To celebrate Saturdays and that we all need a diversion or two, here are a few of my a favorite Eye Candy today from my tumblr site! http://sexualdestinies.tumblr.com/

Enjoy today's Eye Candy! I'm enjoying my own personal Eye Candy with NB by my side this weekend. I do wish to say this about my Eye Candy section.  I do love to look at fit young men; BUT I adore mature men and my NB no longer looks like a 30 something.  ;)  But the wealth and knowledge of himself and his soul makes him Eye Candy to me everyday. And his submission of course!  I melt each time he surrenders.

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Understanding When His Glass is Full

NB's glass has been full for some time now. Many months. As I mentioned in a previous post, I finally realized I needed to just step back and give him lots of space. As a dominant I may have experienced that feeling a few times in my life, but not for very long. I tend to deal with things as they come along and cut out of my life the things that are trying to drag me down or steal my energy. On the other hand, NB's glass not only became full, but continually overflowing. Not a good thing. He tends to want to 'please' and ends up over committing and wearing himself thin. He's a very hard worker and equally, worrier over things. If his glass is full and overflows, anxiety and stress run him over and flatten him to the ground.

So I stepped back.... thinking it would take him some time to empty some of that stress that has filled his glass for so long. But 5 days later he's on the phone; been in touch every day and finally bought the ticket to fly to me this coming weekend as he had promised so many weeks ago. He's still a bit fragile, but I'm beginning to understand and not fear being apart from him. I'm no longer afraid to let him go and have him workout some things without me cheering him on.

We learn from each other. His submissive nature around me has a softening effect on this sometimes hard exterior. Fear of not wanting to be disappointed makes me throw my hands up and walk away when things become too much. Where NB will hang in there with his last breath. He's a dreamer, romantic and idealistic. I'm pragmatic and realistic with a sometimes 'take no prisoners' attitude. He is good for me. He makes me want to 'hang in there'. He makes me want to fight for us, where I never have before. I'd just take my marbles and go home without a word. Mumbling 'fuck you' under my breath.

Understanding the 'Glass is Full' concept has been new for me. For me the answer has always been ... just dump out the damn glass and start again. Not always wise; effective for the moment, but not always wise. You tend to miss a lot of good that could have been there also. Whereas NB needs to slowly drain it into a cloth and let the good flow through. I do admire him for that lovely quality.

I'm sure he needs more than 5 days to continue to drain out what has been burdening him, but at least he made some room for us this weekend.  It will just be the two of us. Full of lots of steamy, lusty sex, pushing limits and inflicting some much need pain on a hungry submissive. With hopefully the result of emptying his glass even more.  ;)

Maybe there really is light at the end of some dark tunnels. ;)

A Lovely Weekend of this ....

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And this ....

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And absolutely ... this ...!

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Sometimes He Needs to be My Only One.

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Many who follow this blog know that NB and I live in different states. It's been that way for two years now. There are multiple reasons why it is what it is, and our goal is to eventually be together in one place.  It has it's challenges and it forces us to be creative and when together, to concentrate on just us.  I have been working almost 7 days a week since April and that has taken a toll, but that is coming to an end in two weeks and I'll finally have weekends free again. That will bring another shift in our relationship. A good one. Any shift in our lives has proven interesting. And we have weathered them all.

One of the outcomes of all we have gone through and living separately in a cuckold and D/s relationship is working on communication.  D/s is the foundation of who we are together and the cuckold dynamic is a thrilling spice ingredient that drives us both. But I always remember that first and foremost we are people, with emotions, needs, desires, fears and our own insecurities.

Insecurities is what I want to speak of in this post. No matter how crazed NB can get and relish any sexual activities I experience, whether he is present or not, I know his emotions are being tossed around and I've learned how to read and know when he needs to be my only lover. I can tell by his words, whether he is drawing back or open with me. Although he would never admit it, I know when he needs to feel the strength of being my primary lover.

It's like I roll a curtain over that part of our lives and momentarily concentrate on only him. There may be conversations of Mr Snow's cock and how lovely it is, or any other lover that has been in our lives. But the difference being that I'm ending with the confirmation that it's his cock that is truly mine and I love owning it. Using it however I desire and knowing he'll never deny me any request. And that is where the D/s starts to trump all else.  He is my submissive and always will be.  I thrive on his surrender to me.  I love owning that man!

The more strength and security I can bring to NB and our relationship, the deeper is his submission to me. I need him to trust me and feel safe in the vulnerability of his surrender. It is in that strength of his that he is able to journey into uncharted places.

My goal, as his dominant, is truly to inspire him to be great in everything that lives inside him. To embrace the beauty of who he is as he sees himself reflected in my eyes, smile and touch.

Sometimes he needs to be my only one.  Sometimes, I need that also.

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Saturday Eye Candy!

To celebrate Saturdays and that we all need a diversion or two, here are a few of my a favorite Eye Candy today from my tumblr site! http://sexualdestinies.tumblr.com/

Today where I work on weekends for a time, a young man, maybe late 20's, came through my line. He had brown/sandy colored hair, large blue eyes, was wearing a brick colored t-shirt that fit perfectly over his well defined chest and arms.  Add to that, tight jeans that hugged his ass just right and an aura of sexuality about him that instantly caught my attention and aroused me!  I wanted to run out of my booth, pull him off to the side and enjoy devouring him for hours.  I think there was something about him that reminded me of 'cub' that I haven't seen in many months, but has been begging to see me and I've been putting him off.  I think the combination of him texting me for the past two weeks and a movie I saw last night called 'Adore' with Naomi Watts and Robin Wright about two mothers/friends who have love affairs with each other's son was still playing in my mind when this god like specimen of young sexuality walked toward me. I couldn't help but smile warmly and compliment him on his obvious well defined chest which made him blush slightly and smile warmly, almost knowingly back at me. There was an energy there...one I don't feel often, but do pick up from very sensual individuals. My god but he was beautiful.  I immediately texted NB, (who is still out of state) about the young man and my reaction to him, and he texted back 'LOL .... I love this!'.  In the midst of this I received an email from RT wanting to see me tomorrow morning. And I can't see him because I'm working again!   Torture I tell you!  I'm being tortured!  ;)

This sight soothes my soul... Mmmmmm

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How I imagine this beautiful young man looks like beneath those tight clothes... sigh!

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Always in the mood for a pic of a firm ass.  Bring it!!!

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Why I Need Him There....

Insatiable.  I guess that word is as good as any in describing my hunger for hot, sexy men. I do love men in general.  But what gets me warm, wet and my nipples standing erect is a beautiful, hot, sexy, hungry, submissive man dripping with desire for me. I love to play with the ebb and flow of the energy between us and the resulting ravishing of each other's body and soul.  To top that all off is the psychological orgasm that builds in my mind if NB is right there to witness the exchange and maybe be forced to be involved in humiliating ways of service to prove his undying devotion to me. When he is right there, my arousal is fed by his discomfort, angst, his layers and levels of submission and increased humiliation.  Me, very much in control and him, lost in being out of control. A sharing of intimacy that goes deep into the psyche of who we are as individuals.

Along with that exchange is also the component of keeping NB off balance.  Never knowing when someone new may be walking into our lives or surprising him with an arrangement that will bring a new level of humiliation that I know will feed his submission, bringing him to levels of physical, mental and sexual torture.  Jealousy, anger, hurt and pain aren't enough to stop the arousal that takes him over the edge. He wants to pull the other man from me, yell at the top of his lungs to 'Get Out' but he can't. His own cock betrays him and drips with pre-cum as his seed fights for release.

After all is said and done there is Aftercare.  As much as I enjoy all that takes place before, it's showing NB affection, touching, kissing, holding, caring and concern for his well being that feeds and binds us together. Bringing to him emotionally and physically my love for him. He trembles under my touch and buries himself in my flesh trying to hide within me, thrusting his cock deep inside me to restore our connection. Reassuring our bond in his body, mind and soul. His warm lips wrapping around my nipple as he suckles to find comfort and nurturing from me once again. His world momentarily having spun out of control, slowly finds it's balance, settling his racing heart.

Yes, cuckolding is so much about the torment the man goes through, but it's also, for us, about the way his need feeds me. How his overwhelming desires fuel my own and empowers me in a way I have never known before. The trust NB has in me to let go of all his fears, to face what lives inside him, free from any condemnation from me, is a strength and power exchange I find intoxicating.  Honesty, transparency and the freedom to share our deepest, darkest secrets with each other and sometimes play them out... Yes... I need him there.  In the end, it's all about our love and commitment to each other.

Fire Fighters! Damn Sexy!

Well... I must admit...I adore sexy male fire fighters! They live their lives on the edge, risking their safety for ours and you just can't deny that these testosterone, adrenaline junkies need some 'on the edge' type of release!

Below are some carefully picked images from my folder from one of my FF. This is the adorable, lovely Silver Fox. I haven't written about him, but he's been in my life for over a year now. Hard to believe. Our relationship, sadly, is long distance. But we're both hoping soon that will change and the distance won't be such a problem.  And yes, NB knows all about Silver Fox.  Silver Fox is often the topic of many of NB's and my fantasies.

Silver Fox loves to be objectified, sending me many naughty pics of him in compromising positions and sharing many of his desires and fantasies with me in the dark evening hours.  Along with details of many of his threesome adventures.  : )  Yes, Silver Fox plays well with another man in the mix.  No homo-phobia with this delicious morsel!  Which endears him even more to me.

He's hungry and very submissive.  Also picky, which makes his devotion to me intoxicating.  I have his permission to post these pics and know it will make his week!  Much love to you SF!  You always warm my heart and make me smile.

XXOO ... Your loving Vista

Impressive!

Mmmmmmm

I love that ass!!!!

Just another peak at this delicious morsel!

Saturday Eye Candy!

To celebrate Saturdays and that we all need a diversion or two, here are a few of my a favorite Eye Candy today from my tumblr site! http://sexualdestinies.tumblr.com/

NB left yesterday morning.  Having my usual domme drop.  These pretty men bring me some sunshine.

I know you've been waiting....Just a few more minutes of me studying you...

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Beautiful body, cock and great Ink!

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Nice..... ;)

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Saturday Eye Candy!

To celebrate Saturdays and that we all need a diversion or two, here are a few of my a favorite Eye Candy today from my tumblr site! http://sexualdestinies.tumblr.com/

NB is here for the week.  :)  Enjoy these lovely creatures while I enjoy mine!

I love re-blogging this young man every chance I get!

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The Coppertone Ad ... The Adult Version!

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I don't normally go for blonde, pretty boys....But he has so much going on here!

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