First day away

Well it is my first day on a trip. Today I am in Atlantic City. I enjoyed the day. I walked around the casino and watched the people gambling. I find it incredibly booring. However, the people here who are doing it, 100's of them have a look of desparation. They obviously feel that they simply must win. Yet everything here is designed for them to loose. Yet still they come. How sad and weird is that. Yet I know more than one person who will tell you very quickly how much they enjoy gambling. I am so happy that I do not. Being a dominant is enough to bare. The needs that flow within me are difficult sometimes. Needing to see red marks on a womans bottom in order to be able to orgasm while I am inside of her. Wanting to hear her call me Master and ask for more. Why do I need this. I am sad at having had it for over 2 years and now it is almost certainly gone forever. (sigh)

There really are submissive, and they are wonderful people. I had the privilege of owning one for just over 2 years. It as absolutely a wonderful time in my life. She fit in all my gaps and I appeared to fit into all of hers. Then her son died. It was such a horrible thing, she withdrew and still is withdrawn. I have tried everything I can think of included understand and patience but to quote her "she is now a changed person". I am still not sure what that means. Hopefully time will tell.

First Day

I am a dominant. There are times when this almost drives me crazy. I need an outlet for my thoughts and emotions. I am going to try here and see if it helps me. If it releases some of the tension in the back of my neck.