It’s not entirely feasible, because I do seem to have … or used to have … a habit of falling in Love with the wrong women, sadly … or at least finding myself in relationships that got out of hand … should never have become relationships in the first place — but that’s another story.
But, I’m not in my twenties/thirties any more and have a much better grip on things these days. I’d rather be single and celibate than in an inappropriate relationship or pursuing meaningless liaisons with people for whom I feel nothing … and have been for over the three years now — I don’t sleep around, don’t do one night stands. .
And, also, as I said, if she wants to be the dominant one for a while, I‘ll acquiesce … submit, if you will … to her will — for a while at least … no less than she needs if I can possibly manage it but definitely no less than I would insist on/demand/whatever for my own needs.
But I wouldn’t term what I/we get up to in that regard as BDSM anyway — it’s just natural human sexuality, not role-play … organically evolving from the activity of sexual congress, as it were.
So, no … not right.
I engage in both dominant and submissive … alpha and sub-alpha … behaviours on an evolving, moment by moment basis.
It’s just that if her penchant for the submissive is to be ‘dominated’ rather than simply acquiescent then I will insist that she accept my way of being so — she can’t claim to want to be submissive but then insist that she define the terms of her submission … because that’s not submissive … and my terms involve her behaving like an adult  — control yourself, woman!
I insist that my equals actually be my equals … that they behave like psychologically well adjusted adults — otherwise I don’t consort with them as equals … because they aren’t my equal.
I’m not into dominating others any more than I am into being dominated; both are immature and unappealing to me — alpha I may be … megalomaniacal, I am not. A bit of rough and tumble during the rough and tumble can be fun … quite literally a roll in the hay/bed/wherever … but there’s no need to overdo it — it’s unhealthy … toxic even.
I don’t know … maybe I’m just misinterpreting your ‘Right’ as sarcastic … “Riiiiiight.”
But I really don’t see what’s so difficult to understand about this … or why my being able to accommodate someone’s needs but insisting that there be compromise when I do so needs to be stuffed into a pigeon-hole in which it doesn’t belong.
I’m not into BDSM … I don’t find people who are arousing even if I find (certain versions of) the look sexy … but I’m prepared to accommodate a version of its essence … a remix, if you will … for those whose leanings are more in that direction than are my own.
That’s really all there is to it.
 Those days are behind me.
 i.e. we’re not getting stuff out of the dressing-up box … nor anything out of the toy-box … and I’m not Mister Plow.