What I'm Seeking

I'm looking for a woman that is loving and caring outside the bedroom, and selfish about her needs inside the bedroom.

I'm looking for a woman that would enjoy having a human sex toy to help her orgasm as much as she wants, as many times as she wants, while limiting my orgasms.

I'm looking for a woman that enjoys sexually teasing a man and sexually denying him even more. I'm seeking a live-in girlfriend to tease and torment me with her body. I'm looking for a woman that wants a long-term relationship, rather than a play partner.

I'm looking for a woman that would enjoy locking up my cock, as well as restraining me at other times. I enjoy tease and denial. I enjoy being bound and manually brought to the edge of orgasm several times before my cock is locked up for the night or before being allowed to orgasm.

I have a preference for a casual or social smoker.

I love to cuddle, kiss, and use my hands and mouth to make a woman happy. I love to experiment in the bedroom, and am willing to try most things once or twice.

I'm not looking to act out a one-time fantasy. I'm not looking to meet with a woman every so often, or be her boy toy. I'm looking for a woman that would enjoy an orgasm control relationship for an extended period of time.

I'm not interested in being dominated. I am a bottom and I'm looking for a top or a service top. A bottom or top negotiates what they want with their partner. I enjoy being bound and teased by a woman, but I'm not submissive.

I'm a middle-aged widower with an 18-year-old son. A tall non-smoker with shoulder length salt and pepper hair. I have a good life, steady job, townhouse, and play on the computer when I'm not out with my son.

I bowl once a week with my son, and play golf in the summer.

If you have an interest in orgasm control or tease and denial, feel free to send an email to Gilbert. At a minimum, we can learn together.

What I Wish A Woman Would Say

Have you ever had thoughts like these:

Since you're so much older, this relationship will be on my terms. I will be your Goddess and you will be my pleasure toy.

You and I will never fuck. You will wear a cock cage. You will eat my pussy whenever I want for as long as I want. I will masturbate you when I choose, and I will decide if you cum or not.

I will have as many other sexual partners as I choose.

You may not touch me without my permission. You will sleep on the floor by the bed, and you may not get into my bed without my permission. For each orgasm you help me have, you will earn 2 seconds of breast fondling time, which you can accumulate.

When I want to, I will tie you to a chair, straddle you, and let you lick my nipples while I blow cigarette smoke in your face. You may kiss me only when I'm smoking.

You will kneel in front of the sofa holding my ashtray and lighter for me when I choose. I may choose to read or engage you in conversation while I smoke. You will light my cigarettes for me whenever we're together.

If you break any of my rules, you will suffer in a punishment chair I will have you build for as long as I determine. Once in a while, I will restrain and torture you for my amusement.

If so, you've read the right profile.

A Punishment Chair

My previous Goddess believed that punishment shouldn't be fun or interesting, but should be punishment. She had me make her a punishment chair, which she used whenever she wanted to punish me.

She found an old wooden dining room chair with horizontal slats in the back one day while she was out at a yard sale. Something similar to this one:

She had me remove the upholstery and replace the seat with a flat piece of 3/4" plywood. She thumbtacked coarse sandpaper to cover the plywood seat.

When my Goddess wanted to punish me, she had me strip and sit down on the punishment chair. She would tie my ankles to the front legs of the chair with cotton rope.

Now, she would step behind the chair and choose which horizontal slat she wanted to tie my wrists to. This is when I would feel just how mad she was at me.

If she picked the lowest slat, she just wanted me to sit for a while and think about what I had done to displease her. If she picked one of the higher slats to bend me more at the waist, I knew that she was angry. The higher the slat she picked, the more I bent and the more strain on my shoulders. The highest slat was very uncomfortable for more than a few minutes.

Once I was securely tied, she would stand in front of me and tell me why she had tied me to the punishment chair. Then she would leave me tied there for however long she wished. She would usually leave me tied to the chair for an hour or so while she did other things around the house.

One time she was very angry with me because I had been acting very selfishly. She tied my wrists to the second slat from the top and left me sitting for several hours while she did who knows what around the house. My shoulders hurt the rest of the day and my ass was red for a couple of days.

When my Goddess left me, she took the chair with her.