Every arrangement I have made through a product that deals you people has lasted under five months. Every one I have made through a written board has lasted over two years. Four of the first, three of the second. It is a small sample and I have stopped treating it as coincidence, because the mechanism is not mysterious: a place that keeps handing you somebody new is teaching you, every single day, that there is always somebody new.
Forty nine, the Bronx, dominant, eighteen years in.
What I want is length. Not intensity, not novelty, not a good story to tell. An arrangement still running in three years that has become slightly boring in the way a good one should, with expectations revised twice and a rhythm neither of us has to think about any more.
So I am looking for a submissive who wants the same thing and can say why. Weekly, structured, service led, with a written agreement we actually revisit.
Not looking for anybody who wants a first month that feels like a film. Not looking for somebody still running three platforms, because the habit follows the person off the app. And not looking to be told that wanting something durable is a way of avoiding excitement, which was said to me last year with great confidence by a man who has not been with anybody since.