I have to say, I see parallels in your story to my own. I also found out quite young that I liked tying up girls. I also like cooking. I don’t even mind doing the washing up, so long as I have someone to talk to whilst I do it.
I wouldn’t want a woman to open a door for me. Frankly, I view it as my place to open doors, to pick up the tab, to earn the crust. I don’t want a woman that’s chained down into domestic servitude either – I’m looking for a woman who has an emotional need to be mine in body and spirit because that’s what she wants, not what she has to accept.
I’ve only recently come to this realisation, but even though I’m single at the moment, I feel more at peace with myself knowing this. Like I’ve already won the war, and I’ve not even picked the battle yet.
You talk about a woman being yours, accepting that you take her as and when you see fit – and there are some great articles on this site by women who have accepted the other side of this equation. Frankly, reading those articles was of great help to me – if it’s ok for a woman to accept and enjoy that situation to a point where her sex drive increases exponentially, then it’s got to be ok for me to accept it too.
Thanks for sharing your story. I find it very encouraging that people out there have such healthy relationships within the kind of taken in hand environment I find so appealing.