There is often talk in the pickup community around the idea of being a dominant man. A while ago I wrote about my view of this on a dating site (when I was contributing to a friend’s online game book and testing profiles). Close to 20 women messaged me to tell me they loved it. It came up in conversation yesterday and it’s worth a thought for the day on here.
Dominance in a man isn’t about being tough or forceful. A dominant man isn’t the guy who throws the woman on the bed, bosses her around and spanks her. It can be fun sometimes, but it’s not dominance, it’s what the idiot thinks dominance is.
Dominance is your reality over her reality. It is when you have convinced them to them to submit gleefully to your masculine aura. They don’t do as their told through fear, they do as you say because they are in awe of you; you’ve shown them how much obedience turns them on. They trust you and know beyond a shadow of a doubt that their wellbeing is your utmost priority.
I suppose a way I can begin to understand what a women may feel around an awesome man would be if I were to imagine Robert Plant gave me a singing lesson. He’d presumably be dominant in the relationship. Not because he was pushing me around or bullying me or bellowing, but because I’d be in awe of his singing ability and gleefully submit to his dominance. I’d do anything he told me to and it would be a thrill to do so.