My mother lives two floors below me, which shapes everything about this
Posted as mother_downstairs
- Looking for
- a submissive who understands that my discretion is domestic, not professional
- Experience
- Eight years, two dynamics, both conducted almost entirely elsewhere.
- Around
- the north, Moscow
Same building, same entrance, same three neighbours on the stairs who have known me since I was small and consider my life a shared interest. My mother is wonderful. She also comes up with soup unannounced roughly twice a week and has opinions about anybody she passes in the hall.
Forty, dominant man, the north, eight years in. I mention all this first because people assume that a dominant who cannot host has some dramatic reason, and mine is that my mother lives two floors down and I love her and I am not going to explain a stranger to her.
What this means in practice is that anything at my place is essentially impossible, and I have built both my previous dynamics around that without much difficulty. It has never once been the reason something ended. The reasons have been ordinary ones.
What I want is a submissive woman for something ongoing. I lead in a quiet register: expectations that live in the week, tasks, a standing conversation every evening, and a real say in things she has agreed to hand over. Much of that needs no room at all, which is convenient given the above.
I cook well, I keep my word, and I am very hard to hurry. Not looking for somebody who wants to be shown off to anyone. Not looking for a woman who will find my situation funny for a month and inconvenient afterwards. Not looking to conduct anything at all in the building I live in, which I would have thought went without saying and did not, twice.