I have made it my
goal this year to study and immerse myself as much as I can into the world of
BDSM- particularly into the role of Domination in relationship to my Sub or
Submissive. To me, this dynamic works like any other relationship-it is
important to find the right person to fulfill this role, otherwise it may not
be as powerful.
My friend had
contacted a male pro-dom off of the Internet whom is offering his 20 plus years
of being in the world of domination to train women to get into this line of
work. He offers to train you from the bottom-that is the role of the
submissive. We had a meeting at Starbucks and discussed the possibilities. I
told him of my recent experience of being a Sub from the wrong Dom and how
traumatic that was. I was not willing to sub for this Dom.
He agreed to train
me from the top-that is, submit to me. If I could get him into deep Sub-space
(a state of completely erotic surrender) than essentially this would be a
success!
After much
contemplation as to whether or not I wanted to take this hard-core personality
as my teacher; this all black-wearing, black haired man that believes in
hard-core humiliation and pain tactics in order to dominate subjects- despite
all this I agreed to be his student, and of course to coax him into submission
to me; his Queen, his Mistress, the object of his desire, and only fulfillment.
I was going to make Wolfie completely mine.
I show up to his LA
apartment a week later slightly apprehensive, to a chaotic environment of
curious, barking dogs. He yells at all of them with an authoritative voice,
almost over-asserting his power to them. His apartment is old and dingy, with
pictures of Wolves on the wall. He goes by Wolf, and is part of a Native American
tribe and tradition. His thin with wiry muscles, shoulder length black hair and
crooked teeth compliment his personality. Not the traditional beauty standard.
But what I didn’t know is what a GREAT SUBMISSIVE my WOLFIE MADE!
Nothing is more
pleasurable to a dominant woman than a submissive male-someone who is willing
to go to great lengths-even sacrifice his comfort in order to serve his
Mistress. A man that takes pleasure out
of the woman’s pleasure and delight; even if that means belittling and
inflicting pain upon him. His only purpose, when we are together, is to make me
happy.
As his student, he
discusses a few possibilities of how we can start the scene, and his likes and
dislikes. For example I cannot compare him to a dog because he holds them
sacred, and he has a few physical limitations because of past injuries. He
suggests I begin by making him naked and having him kneel at my feet. He pulls
out his favorite whip for me to use on him. I have no other tools to work with,
just the energetic power of being in total and control, and him being in total
and utter surrender to me. I take this
into consideration but I’m much better at improving my scenes and feeling the
energy in the room than I am going to someone else’s plan.
He leaves the room,
I prepare, and then he re-enters as my Sub.
Since Wolfie is a
fitness expert, I begin by taking my subject’s shirt off and having him do 20
pushups and kiss my shoe on the way down as he counts to 20. He is below me,
using the force of his body to prove his dedication to me. He tires around 15
but completes the round. His shoulder injury and age does prevent him from
doing a few things as well as he use to. I stand him up, make him raise his
arms parallel to the ground, he keeps his eyes lowered to me. I test the
sensitivity of his nipples and slap him repeatedly across the chest until he
screams mercy and starts to shake at the knees, while he’s still holding his
arms up in the air. I slap him a few more times, keeping his arms as so until he
is shaking and needs to bring them down.
At some point I
kneel him down before me and use his mouth as a toy for my breast to fuck. I
love reducing my subjects to holes of pleasure that I use for my own enjoyment;
their only purpose is to please me, this wet juicy mouth to suck and fuck and
please my nipple. I grab the back of his neck by his hair and move his head
forcefully back and forth as his mouth fucks my nipple. Traditionally you see
this scene by a man grabbing a woman’s hair while she is deep throating his
cock. I’m more than happy to flip this power dynamic. This puts us both in a
turned-on frenzied euphoria; he looses himself in the action and my body is
flooded with passion. As a Domme, even though I experience moments of
Submissive pleasure, I do not allow myself to get lost in this pleasure; my
responsibility is to maintain my power and control, and to not break my role in
the session.
I proceed to make
him bend over for me as I spank him, and eventually he becomes completely lost
in sub-space, with my finger down his throat, head arched back only able to
stutter the words “Yes Mistress”.
Because he pulled
his favorite tool of the whip, I have to use it on him even though I’ve never
used it before. I shorten it by wrapping it around my hand a few times and
start cracking on Wolfie’s back. It’s difficult to describe Sadistic pleasure;
perhaps I have inner violent tendencies that I wish to act out but can’t; it’s
a way to feel your force over someone; but in a safe way because they are consenting
to the pain and how much you administer. I whip on him repeatedly as he shakes
against each blow of the pain; I make his back red with marks, but do not break
any skin. I’m still a moderate Domme in the amount of pain I inflict; I like to
take my Subs just to the edge, but not completely obliterate them. My goal is
to have them aroused and on edge, not cringing in fear and pain.
I lay him down on
his bed, face up, and crawl up above his head. We are both topless, and have
our jeans on. I hover my pussy above his head, just enough for me to feel the
heat of his breath on my most tender parts, and for him to smell my
womanliness. His cock is asking for it
by now, begging for touch. I press my hand down firmly on his member, tapping
on and around it. I still want him to be on edge of the pleasure/pain dynamic
and not feel to safe around me. We play and tease here for a while, and I
contemplate just ending the session until he can’t take it anymore. I decide to
bestow compassion on my subject and tell him that I want him to come for me but
he must get all of his come into a glass jar for me. That I want all of his
come bottled up for me; none may go to waste. He’s so excited by the prospect
of coming for me he races out of the room as fast as he can to find a jar and
comes racing back, and we not get him naked. He caresses his member quite
firmly and with ravenous delight until he comes for me. His jar is too little
and drops are flying on his wood floor and some makes it in the jar. Next time
I’ll have him drink the come .
We end our session
and Wolfie becomes Wolf again because he has to evaluate me as a student. He
was very pleasantly surprised at my skill level and his level of Submission to
me. Technically I was paying him to teach me. But what became of our
teacher/student relationship soon became much more intimate and real.
Wolfie wanted to
give all of himself to me; he wanted to be in chastity to me, for me to own his
cock, his body, to tell him what to do and when to do it. He wanted to worship
me as his Queen, and service me in whatever way that I requested. I didn’t know
what I was getting myself into….Such a naïve little girl: )
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