"Don't Be Afraid to Dominate" Part 2

So I’ve spent the past few weeks racking my brain trying to come up with a guide on "Dominance".

But I had a ton of issues trying to come up with a purely objective method of asserting dominance that would work for everyone.

So, I figured it would be more fun -and a lot less stress-inducing- if I simply explained my method of asserting dominance.

It should be noted, however, that since this is my method, I cannot guarantee that you'll see the same results should you attempt this. Again, it's mine and a bit catered to the way I think and operate.

Unlike texting, online dating sites or the nature of women, dominance is subjective to the individual asserting it and should cater towards one’s strengths, personality and experience in leadership.

Once again, this is not a guide. It's merely an example.

Use this summary as an end-goal, then develop a means to best suit you.

So, for starters, I’m pretty easy-going. A lay-back, c'est la vie kind of guy.

I don’t stress over drama, flakes, failed attempts, pre-selectoral signs, IOIs, anything really. I don’t make a big deal about things that don’t directly affect me.

I don’t talk much about my beliefs, passions or desires to anyone. This is very intentional.

I like to remain purposely vague. Be mysterious but not cold or distant. Sociable and extroverted, but also complex and complicated.

Which “side” I lean towards or favor is unclear. And if I absolutely have to chime in on something, I'll try to keep my response as objective as possible and as personally vague as I can.

“What are you really thinking?” has been the second-most common shit test I’ve received for quite some time now.

And yet, should I feel like a woman is worth coming around again, I’ll begin my "dominance method" by giving her small taste of who I am. Who I really am.

I'll begin the process early as nothing more than a simple observer.

I'll listen, interpret, analyze but I never speak about either three. I'll "load my gun", so to speak.

I'll build a sort of “plate character profile”; I'll figure out what makes her tick, or, at very least, I'll figure her out to the point where I can somewhat predict what she’ll say and do before she does.

It’s honestly not too too hard. Women are easy to read once you get the hang of reading body language. Anyone can do it so long as you know what to look for. It's like... going to Mexico before vs. after having a fluency in Spanish. You're like, "so this is what you've all been talking about!"

Anyways, more to the point.

After I've found out what makes her tick, I'll tell it to her. Flat out. Yep, you read that right. I'll tell her all about herself. The cold, hard, unapologetic truth. The things she kept hidden, things she thought no one knew, things she didn’t even know. A regular ol' shock to the system.

Or rather, I'll give her the version of "the truth" that she’s capable of swallowing. Just enough to show how deeply I comprehend her circuitry and sprockets.

No TRP stuff; just the cold, hard, brutal facts. And I'll keep it as objective as possible and avoid saying anything that could misconstrue or reveal my intentions.

I call this moment “The Big Reveal”. Catchy, I'm sure.

So, just as an example, I might say something along the lines of:

“…you play this ‘dominant persona’ in front of the guys only because you’re the dominant figure amongst a group of submissive men. I know that dominance is nothing but a façade. In all actuality, you’re fitting the absence of a dominant figure where you deemed others inept. And yet in taking that step you royally damage your chances at finding a guy you ant who’ll wants you in return. You have trouble finding guys you’re rudimentally attracted to because you want someone who is confident enough in his own actions to lead others, but by going down the dominant path pushes all men away from you, including the dominant ones. No man wants to be or is attracted to a dominant woman. When presented with an option, they will take the submissive route…”

“…your rebellious tendencies stem from some level of self-doubt. You compare your goals and achievements to your peers and wonder if the path you’ve chosen was the right one or if you would’ve done better “following the crowd” by going off to college with student loans. From there, you’ve attempted to justify your decisions yet even to this day the doubt still lingers…”

“…you let the quote-unquote “traumatic past completely dictate how you approach relationships thereon, but it completely ruins your chances of living in the moment. Yeah, it sucked but using a past experience as a crutch is self-depracatory…”

I'll reveal these things with intricate detail yet with a tone of fleeting interest. Like when you talk about the weather or a football game.

And I DO NOT provide her the answers to these issues. I only bring to light the deeper problem.

If I retorted with, “It’ll be fine” or “All you have to do is”, it’d be a pretty safe bet that Beta would soon become my label.

I'll keep a deep level of eye-contact the whole way through. Fun fact, I find it easier to stare into one eye as opposed to trying to looking into both.

As I’m speaking, I’m also watching how her body moves. This gives me a sense of how “right/off” I am. If her eyes dart back and forth, or if she begins to ball up or if she drops her head, it tells me she’s thinking “how does he know all of this?” I’m on the money.

It’s kind of within the same frame of phony mind readers that use the context of speech and blanket statements to predict the future or read minds.

And on that note, my next step is to quote-unquote “read her mind”. Play into the role a bit. This is my favorite part.

“…now you’re wondering how I could possibly know all of that after only knowing you for a day…”

“…now you’re about to tell me how that’s not true but we both know it is…”

”…and here’s the point where you ask me how a guy like me could know you better than your parents..”

And so on and so forth. This is usually a bit more "aloof-y", I guess. The whole “amused mastery”, but in a deeper sense. This is mastery over her, theoretically speaking.

It quite literally puts several notions in her head:

“There’s nothing I can hide from him.”

(A sense of “pseudo-omnipotence” over her thoughts and actions, even when operant outside of perceptive)

“He might know me better than I know myself.”

(Immediate trust garnered through assumed –not amused- mastery in lieu of pre-mentioned pseudo-omnipotence)

“He knows me better than [ex-boyfriend]”

(Removing the “Silhouette Constant Fallacy” of the Alpha Widow and her presumably absent Original Alpha)

“I can trust him. He already knows me. I am comfortable around him.”

After breaking her down, I’ll pontificate a bit more about this thing or that, maybe crack a joke or two as a means to make light of said breakdown as if it were just some parlor trick (which ultimately it is).

And after that, I’ll lay out what I expect in exchange for a glimpse into my perspective, something she’s dying to find out at this point.

I’ll drop the "aloof" act and revert back to the deep eye-contact I’d used before.

First, I'll tell her who I am:

”…I , , and . I enjoy and I believe .”

(I have a set list of basic traits about me I don’t reveal until “The Big Reveal” to make sure that when they hit, they hit hard. They are things very specific to me, things that give me a sense of identification or originality in her mind. They aren’t the greater triats either. Over time, with obedience, I reveal more about myself in very small portions. They’ll often ask, “Why do you withhold so much about yourself?” I respond, “To give you something to look forward to. A puzzle to solve.” They usually think that’s clever and stop asking after that. Truth is, that’s been my automatic response for a while now.)

”…I am not monogamous, in any sense. I am polyamorous by nature. That will not change. You need to decide now whether or not you can handle that.”

(Usually followed up with questions as to why or what polyamoury is, etc)

”…I see multiple women at any given point in time –or– I am seeing __ women right now. You need to decide now whether or not you can handle that.”

(Usually followed up with “I don’t mind, just no names” or “Just don’t tell me about it”, etc. Most women are just happy to her it so overtly addressed. Women don’t care about the physicality of promiscuity, they care about the fact that it wasn’t addressed until X or Y. In a woman’s mind, their instance rationalization towards HIDDEN promiscuity is that there was a reason for it to be hidden, whether or not that’s actually true. Don’t hide it, they’re content. Be blunt, no secrets because there’s seriously no need.)

”…I am very busy. I cannot say when I will be able to see you at any given time.”

(Usually followed up with her providing her schedule, offering to come over on specific days, etc. I told some advice of other RPers and made up a spreadsheet for things like this.)

”…I do not tolerate , or ____.”

(Usually followed up with “I’m against too!” or “I’d never do !”, even if I’ve seen counter with my own eyes. Girls will be girls, I suppose.)

I'll then tell her what I expect:

”If you are to continue seeing me, you are to address me as sir.”

(I make the younger plates to call me “Sir”. Say what you will, but so far it’s been a rather effective method of reinforcing dominance through Pavlovian conditioning practices.)

”Your nickname is ___.”

(Although it seems small, giving plates a nickname has some very strong conditional attributes. It gives the plate an alter-ego, a means to re-identify through and, most importantly, a justification for her actions while with you. For example, Fine China’s nickname from me is “China”. She subconsciously reassociates her behavioural patterns when called China counter to the way she holds herself when called by her real name. Re-self-identification and alternative persona reconstruction onset by long-term classical conditioning. Try it once and see for yourself. I think I’m pretty witty, so most of the nicknames the girls seem to like. I’ll work with them a bit if they don’t. The more they like the nickname, the easier it will be for them to identify with it.)

”I expect you over once a week.”

(I don’t always make this one a requirement. Truth be told, it’ll all depend on whether or not I enjoyed their company. They rarely have issues with this. If they can’t make it in a particular week, they usually provide a mountain of evidence as to why. Honestly speaking, I’m normally the one to cancel for one reason or the other.)

”When you come over, you must bring something for us to eat.”

(While this began as a Pavlovian experiment on one plate, I’ve begun implementing it with all reoccurring sexual partners to wondrous results! My fridge is stuffed full and I haven’t had to cook in weeks.)

”You are to go to the gym at least three times a week.”

(I do this one from time to time. To prevent hamstring or LMR, I’ll usually explain briefly my rationale and ‘spin’ it in a way that paints me as only looking out for her best interest. I don’t police it, but they’ll usually subtle tell me when they go as some sense of paternal pride in this “look what I did daddy” type of way. It’s cute.)

“I don’t care who you are or what you do out there. But here, around me, this is what’s expected of you.”

(Again, this one’s case-by-case, usually reserved for the more dominant or younger women. The “I don’t care” portion, contrary to popular belief, has improved the consistency of obedience in multiple plates. Knowing they won’t have to worry about being policed in their hypergamy or whatever in turn makes it easier for them to “play the part” around me. Almost as if they see my space as a stage where they play the character so long as they are upon it. I may make a separate article about policing and “handcuffing” irregularities at some point.)

Now, I wont just sit there a recite these "requirements" like a parrot recites poetry.

I'll give a requirement, I might explain it a bit, a few long-pauses after the points I want to emphasize, joke a bit to keep the whole endeavor light, then I'll ask if she has any questions. Everything in-between stays pretty casual.

I do, however, make a point to straighten back up when telling her each "requirement".

So, after all that's said, I’m usually met with a flurry of questions within the vein of “The Shit Test to End All Shit Tests”. Not every time, but most.

Her questions themselves are normally pretty reasonable or relevant –if they weren’t, my frame probably wavered a bit during “The Big Reveal”.

But what she's actually doing is watching for any last signs of falsehood. She's thinking, “surely a man this bold can’t be fake, but I have to be sure.” At least, that's how it's portrayed.

In any case, this is the final stretch, so I have to make it count.

So, deep breaths, deep voice, no choking on spit -(This happens quite a bit to me, sad to say. It’s a very frame destructive. Maybe I just talk to fast), body spread out, relaxed muscles relaxed eyes with deep eye-contact.

Oh! Another fun fact: Relaxing in moments like these can be difficult, especially if I’ve gone to the gym recently; my muscles can stay real tense for long periods of time afterwards. If this happens to you too, pop a couple of Aleve beforehand to help your body language match your composure. Remember, women read into body language moreso than words, into intention and action moreso than conversation.

The "End-Game Shit Tests" usually conclude with indirect acceptance of all of the terms in question.

”What kind of food should I bring?”

”What times would you want me over, sir?”

”Would it be alright if I cooked here too?”

Now actually I don’t police any of these requirements once she leaves my apartment, out doing her own thing.

As long as she stays in line here, I don't care what she does out there. It's kind of like a form of escapism, in that way.

But, should she try to step out of line here (and it’s happened a couple of times with the younger ones), my go-to line is this:

”I’m very disappointed in you/your behavior/your actions. Leave. Come back when you’ve learned how to _____.”

Any lip in response they’re done, no matter the apology, rationale, deals/bargaining or plead she comes back with. You'd be surprised what they drum up as an excuse. One woman outright lied and said her dog died. I mean, come on.

On a separate note, I've found that dominance makes threesomes a lot more… feasible, I guess.

The women that don’t care about knowing about other women are usually more sexually open-minded. Those are the ones open to experimentation and ultimately threesomes.

For example, I might say, “Come join me and Candy tonight at 9. We are having sex”.

She might say “Who’s Candy?” or “What does Candy look like?”.

Then I'll conclude with “I’ll introduce you tonight” or I’ll just send her a picture of Candy or I’ll just call. It really just depends on the plate.

Anyways, that about sums it up.

Not all of my plates are subjected to an assertion of dominance. Only the ones I plan on keeping around.

I suppose I should end this article with a few examples.

After “The Big Reveal”

“…can we have sex tomorrow, sir?”

“…is this strictly sex?”

“…no to file our taxes”

When reporting a change of plans

And here are a few random conversations just for the heck of it.

“…are you a real person?”

“…there’s got to be a catch.”

Nexted but still trying

“…are you gonna use my number?”

Blunt and to the point

“A gentleman holds my hand. A man pulls my hair.”

― Alessandra Torre

Until next time.