I love to dominate a woman sexually. Women love this too. One complaint I here from many of my lovers, both past and present, is that so many guys today are such pussies. They are too sensitive, too concerned about not upsetting a girl, about being correct in all they do, about not violating some unknown doctrine of feminism. When a woman comes across a strong man, someone who will take charge and not be afraid, the gina juices begin flowing. I have seduced so many girls, bored with their vanilla boyfriends and their vanilla sex, girls who are ready and open for something dark and dangerous and exciting, something forceful and powerful. As one girl told me once, “I didn’t know people could have sex for hours on end!” Too bad her boyfriend at the time couldn’t do it for her. For those of us who enjoy sexually dominating a woman, the pussification of the Western man has produced a gold mine of ready and willing and very wet pussy. One way I enjoy being dominant is fucking a woman from behind, pounding her while grabbing her hips and powerfully pulling her into my thrusting cock. Then, when she has experienced the first thrills of such domination, the slapping and spanking of her ass ensues, the hair pulling, the finger inserted deep in her ass. Women go particularly wild at the last item. Most won’t admit it in public, or in proper company, but in private most women love to have their ass violated in one form or another. It is the ultimate in filthy, forbidden and completely uninhibited sexual pleasures. I have known many girls who swore they would never let me touch them in that most private spot, only to explode in unexpected delights when I finally did. It is the ultimate in domination. If a girl lets you into her ass, you can be assured at that point that you have crossed the dominance line. She may have at one time protested, but now she enjoys it. Yes, chicks are such little hypocrites. Another enjoyment most women have is being tied up, spanked, or subjected to some bit of roughness or violence in bed. I love doing this with a girl. I enjoy stretching the boundaries of decency, of kinkiness, of morality. Again, it shows your masculinity. It demonstrates your strength. Fuck her, pound her, make her scream with delight. Yes, use your cock as a weapon of conquest, a battering ram of seduction; wear her down with it, make her submit to your power. At first they may protest, the classic shit test, but they secretly love such displays of power and in the end, after an evening of such physical pounding, they will love you for it. Of course you must use all this with skill too; and the combination of good seduction and powerful fucking is a toxic one for most chicks. Mind fuck them first; the rest will follow. They simply can’t get enough of that. And if she acts up, you must discipline her, and discipline her well: strict, firm, hard and often. Don’t hold back in this most crucial area of domination. But that is a subject for another post. In short, be a man.
Dominance
02 Saturday Jul 2011
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Gorbachev said:
I learned this the hard way. My SO sexually surrendered to me when I gave it to her. The first time I took her to bed, I owned her.
Since then, I can do almost no wrong.
Racer X said:
Yes, you must own her. Women love to be owned sexually. They love to surrender themselves to a powerful man. Now you are reaping the benefits of that.
Zorro said:
Seriously, dude…
dominate is a verb.
dominant is the adjective.
They are not interchangeable.
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lovelygael said:
I don’t know about other women, but I definitely feel that unique overcoming touch that only a sexually dominant alpha male has. I remember my first night with my husband, I could do nothing but look at him and blush as he undid the laces keeping my dress on, and placed his right hand between my legs just like that. He grabbed my hair planted a kiss, and the next thing I know, I was in bed having sex with him.
Racer X said:
Gael,
Yes, that sounds like a wonderful first evening. I especially like the part about him putting his hand between your legs. I love doing that, and feeling how wet the girl has become…
lovelygael said:
Oh, don’t get me started, I was so wet I soaked through the thong he gave me to wear, not that sexy thongs are good at absorbing but that was probably the wettest I’ve ever been.
Anonymous said:
I’m 22 but somehow I look much younger. For a long time, I thought it was a burden. Guys always saying that I looked so “pure and so innocent”, “you look like a little doll”. I knew that somewhere I liked it, but I could not admit it. I was too preoccupied being called a “doll”. A doll ? This toy that don’t think, that don’t act, that’ is just plainly inactive.
Now I know it’s just the perfect cover to my secret. Cause, yes, I’m not so pure and so innocent, of course not. I met a guy a while ago, common friends etc. Everytime I was closed to him, I could feel it. I could feel how it would be to have sex with him. I wanted to be a little doll in his big coat, in his (oh god) strong, big, beautiful man’s hands but I didn’t know from where this desire came from.
We were at a bar once. I could not help looking at his hands, waving on the table, seizing his glass. I went to the bathroom. I fingered myself like I never did before, I was thinking “you just there, you just two meters from me”. I was whispering, actually whispering in the bathroom, little moans. I was murmmuring : “if you could see me, if you knew what I’m doing you would come right away, you can’t let me in this state, you would come and fill me, I need you to fill me. You just so close to me.”.
I stopped, washed my hands, went back at the table. With my innocent smile above my peter pan collar and navy plaid skirt. Just smiling. I could not look at him in the eyes. Since this day, I never did.
He scared me. I was afraid of my desire, I thought I was afraid of him. I was so scared. It started to be a habit, not looking at him, not talking to him. I thought I had so much to lose but the truth was, I had everything to win. He went away.
I never felt such a sexual feeling to someone never. And I don’t desire a lot of men. My desire are so strong, there are so exclusive, and so rare. For months now, I tried not to think of him, I have to imagine “neutral” guys, watch porn, but everytime on the final thrill, it’s him, it’s his name on my lips “if you could see me, how wet I am, if you knew how much I want you, I’m yours, I’m your little doll, you can do whatever whatever you want”. I usually start crying right after I climax, stroking my arms, trying to cheers me up.
So yeah. If I haven’t’ been so shy, so intimidated by speeches on what is good for a girl to want, I d not be crying. I want to being owned. I want to belong to a moment, to a man, finally. He ll make everything counts. I’m not someone who is fragile, I know my strength. I’m independent. What I want is a moment where I can let go, a moment where I could show my true nature, my naked soul and be loved by that. Someone who will protect me.
He’ll never know, how much I’ll wanted him. Everywhere. Everytime. How much I want to taste him, feel him in my mouth, in my body. How long I desired him.
And still do.
I just wanted to say that I appreaciate your article so much. I came here to release the emotion. I’m sorry if there are some mistakes in my message. I’m French, that’s why.
L.
Racer X said:
L,
Thanks for your comment, it was much appreciated. Your story and experiences, based on my own experiences with women, lovers and former lovers and their stories, is not uncommon. Many women desire to be sexual, but are constrained in one way or the other from being so. I think the key is finding your own balance in your life where you can be sexual and sensual, and yet be so in a way that is does not necessarily violate your own sense of self or your own values. Often this understanding of self is gained only through experience, sometimes painful experience, but it is only through such experiences that we can grow and learn about ourselves and about life in general.
Anonymous said:
I experienced my first orgasm with the masive cock of a dominant male inside me. Not one of my ex boyfriends with their techniques or whatsoever made me feel that way. All i needed was to feel the presence of a strong man during an intense hard fuck, not those slow rocking or higher positions crap .
Racer X said:
Anon,
Well put. I think your experience is one shared by many women who have had the pleasure of being fucked by a dominant man.