Hypersexual with self-control and discipline. Yes, I am Dom and, yes, I am a service-oriented Dom who worships the bodies of men. I'm also versatile if I like what I see. It's compulsive and not a fetish. I'm compelled to admiring a strong male physique whose disciplined himself through hard work and labor when others are less appreciative of his life as well as how it shows on his body.

I have no interest in seeing another person's face. I would rather be silent and sensually intimate with a man's naked physique as if you're wearing a bondage hood/mask communicating through gestures, watching for his physical reactions, and trusting each other that you're going to get off with only the sounds of flesh-on-flesh or when I ask questions about what we are doing (expecting hand gestures or physical body movement responses). Lay back, pretend to be in another world, or engage as if you're hooded living life 'headlessly.'

Someone asked how it works and just to give you an idea of how it works in real life: I have a man who comes over to my place sometimes once or twice a week. We start off with him telling me he's going to "take a load off." He puts on the faceless mask and navigates my place in silence. We only break the silence if he needs to eat, drink, or wants to bullshit about life with another guy. Sometimes, he'll bring over a gym bag with toys in it. He gestures and plays with the toys showing me what he wants to do without saying a word. He's "straight" but that doesn't mean he doesn't like it when another man plays with his body making him shoot loads. He actually demands it like the lights are turned off for him and he doesn't have to think about anything except what he feels. He can experiment with someone who appreciates his masculine male physique, treats him like a friend in public, and we do use safe-words. I wouldn't consider it a relationship since we don't care much about the mental bond so long as we keep things consensual, safe, and sane. He definitely doesn't consider it a relationship and yeah he is excellent at keeping his mouth shut when either of us are balls deep.

If that is a difficult concept to grasp, as figuratively 'headless', masked or a torso shot on a hook-up app, then think that you put your whole body, except your head, through a gloryhole. Otherwise, best not to message me about some kind of role play or cyber experience. Call me crazy but I have no interest in mental bondage or bonding mentally aside from having a good time physically then being guys after. There's too much bullshit and mind games afoot.

No blood, gore, broken bones, scat, or scratches. Nothing a man can't walk away from without a satisfied grin on his face and the physical feeling of that he didn't have to put much mental effort into being appreciated, except for silent communication. Shit, if he wanted me to groom his body and give him TLC without uttering a word then I might do that too. Showers are always hot.

Interests: From the neck down, I don't need mental politics.