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Jack Dawkins
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I think it's an interesting question, and the phrasing doesn't even bother me.
Like many men, I have a thirst for power, respect, honor. I enjoy the ego rush of being the center of attention, the biggest, the baddest, the best. Hubris the ancient Greeks called it.
It is not the most endearing of human qualities, but it often drives us to do great things, and it certainly holds a lot of potential for pleasure. I've never been the greatest student. I don't have the concentration to spend long hours studying, and I've reached a point where I'm really not that competitive about grades, no matter how hard I try to pump myself up.
Far from valedictorian, I did however have the highest SAT score out of the entire graduating class of my high school. In the academic circles, I was always known as the kid who was very smart, but didn't really give a fuck. Skipped too much school, partied too much, etc., and thusly wasn't really seen as a competitor. But after years of being a puzzling dichotomy, when those SAT scores came back I got a taste of domination over an entire class of people who probably didn't hold me in the highest regard before that.
To be honest, it probably wouldn't have meant as much to me if I had been at the top of my class. I knew how smart I was, but being able to shove it in the face of the phillistines was a slimy satisfaction I enjoyed immensely.
It was right around this same time that I started experimenting with BDSM. I was very awkard in high school, and didn't get a lot of attention from girls. Certainly not the kind of attention I wanted or from the girls I wanted. There were a lot of circumstances that made things difficult for me at the time, but I'll certainly admit that I often felt inadequate because of my inability to procure a mate. When I finally did nab a consistent fuck, the fact that she would allow me to do pretty much whatever sick fantasy I had the guts to act out, the fact that she would worship me and treat the dick that so many others had eschewed as if it were made of solid gold, well that was a mighty fine thing indeed.
I got a taste of what it was like to dominate the female species, and it is something I've become quite addicted to.
I often wonder if I had been more desirable in those impressionable years, or if I had a bigger dick or were better looking, would I still have this desire to dominate women. While it's impossible to know for sure, I do think the answer is yes. The nice thing about the thrill of domination is that it is a relative experience.
In high school, cumming in a girls mouth was an act of dominance which would have me floating for weeks. Not that I don't still take joy in small pleasures, but I've fried much bigger fish since then.
So does a feeling of inadequacy feed into the desire to dominate? I think quite possibly it does, but like Chris Rock said:
"If Bill Gates woke up with Oprah's money tomorrow, he'd KILL HIMSELF!
*throat slitting gesture*
'Ahhhhhh!!!! I can't even fuel my jet!'"
Like many men, I have a thirst for power, respect, honor. I enjoy the ego rush of being the center of attention, the biggest, the baddest, the best. Hubris the ancient Greeks called it.
It is not the most endearing of human qualities, but it often drives us to do great things, and it certainly holds a lot of potential for pleasure. I've never been the greatest student. I don't have the concentration to spend long hours studying, and I've reached a point where I'm really not that competitive about grades, no matter how hard I try to pump myself up.
Far from valedictorian, I did however have the highest SAT score out of the entire graduating class of my high school. In the academic circles, I was always known as the kid who was very smart, but didn't really give a fuck. Skipped too much school, partied too much, etc., and thusly wasn't really seen as a competitor. But after years of being a puzzling dichotomy, when those SAT scores came back I got a taste of domination over an entire class of people who probably didn't hold me in the highest regard before that.
To be honest, it probably wouldn't have meant as much to me if I had been at the top of my class. I knew how smart I was, but being able to shove it in the face of the phillistines was a slimy satisfaction I enjoyed immensely.
It was right around this same time that I started experimenting with BDSM. I was very awkard in high school, and didn't get a lot of attention from girls. Certainly not the kind of attention I wanted or from the girls I wanted. There were a lot of circumstances that made things difficult for me at the time, but I'll certainly admit that I often felt inadequate because of my inability to procure a mate. When I finally did nab a consistent fuck, the fact that she would allow me to do pretty much whatever sick fantasy I had the guts to act out, the fact that she would worship me and treat the dick that so many others had eschewed as if it were made of solid gold, well that was a mighty fine thing indeed.
I got a taste of what it was like to dominate the female species, and it is something I've become quite addicted to.
I often wonder if I had been more desirable in those impressionable years, or if I had a bigger dick or were better looking, would I still have this desire to dominate women. While it's impossible to know for sure, I do think the answer is yes. The nice thing about the thrill of domination is that it is a relative experience.
In high school, cumming in a girls mouth was an act of dominance which would have me floating for weeks. Not that I don't still take joy in small pleasures, but I've fried much bigger fish since then.
So does a feeling of inadequacy feed into the desire to dominate? I think quite possibly it does, but like Chris Rock said:
"If Bill Gates woke up with Oprah's money tomorrow, he'd KILL HIMSELF!
*throat slitting gesture*
'Ahhhhhh!!!! I can't even fuel my jet!'"
