Let me guess: you’re actually an “Alpha” in your everyday life. You’re not exactly the “Bossman” but you still have some level of respect as a “man”. Maybe the people around you even feed into your false sense of superiority—because they don’t know who you really are. I would love nothing more than to see you in that mask. What an amusement it would be to encounter you in YOUR world as you strut and perform this illusion. And what an absolutely delicious scene it would be for the both of us to watch you crumble and kneel in the presence of a real Alpha. You know I would see right through you. You know you’d be a storm of emotions as you struggle between maintaining the Alpha facade and submitting as a natural beta instantly. And you know I wouldn’t even blink an eye stepping on your face as I establish my effortless dominance over you in front of everyone who thought they knew you. But that sounds like a much more fulfilling and erotic scenario than continuing to pretend and lie, doesn’t it?