Maledom, as it now exists in virtual worlds, is not dominance. It is the aesthetic of dominance performed for an audience that cannot tell the difference. The men who populate these spaces could not hold authority in a real dynamic. The women who populate them are not slaves but tourists, drawn by a badly written novel and the imagery it sold them. Each rewards the other's incapacity. To frequent these places is to endorse the parody that makes serious dynamics harder to recognise and harder to find.