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slave location: Georgia Age group: 30 - 39 Seeking: Many diverse personas! Intensity of play: i like a Goddess to play with my mind Relationship desired: Total 24/7 control Fetish Clothing: Adores, High heels and a business suit Punishments deserved: i can suffer, Strap-on training, Crossdressing, Psycho-drama, Humiliation |
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writing while on my knees with an insatiable desire to serve in my heart: From the time of my early teen years I can remember craving the dominant personalities of women. Those professional ladies in offices, dangling pumps, and confident looks. So hot. It melted me to see them, I think they knew it, but could I face my own humiliating truth? I tried to deny it, but only to my own unhappiness. As it happens I met a lady and we entered into a "traditional relationship", though she wanted more than just one man, and felt at the time she needed to keep that desire a secret. I secretly desired to be a cuckold. hee hee. I knew she wanted him, and he wanted her. I also knew that ultimately my place was under her feet. I introduced her to my foot fetish, really just the tip of the iceberg, she quickly became very spoiled with my services. and I began to explain, that I really wanted her to be happy. She heard me explain my feelings about cuckoldry and female supremacy in general, finances as well. I wanted her to enjoy complete control, of everything in my life, including the bank account. She was skeptical at first. No man in the past was ever this honest. The test cam though, when my friend came over and began flirting, as usual. Flirting led to a casual massage, and then a foot rub. As I watched him work her beautifully tanned feet with dedication, I could see her glancing at me to see, monitor my reactions. She wanted this, no doubt about it now, but I had to stay quiet, and very calm. I was shaking a bit, and I am sure she knew I was hard as a rock! He glanced briefly at me just before the next step, I nodded, and with that nod, I walked into a new world. A world of no return. As he progressed I realized that she was now resolutely decided, and delighted with this turn of events. She would never be satisfied with the old way again. She arched her back in a wave of pleasure as he ran I\his hands along her legs up into areas previously forbidden. She giggled as she saw me looking at her, and kissed him. I was helpless, I really could not do anything about this, nor did I want to, though I still felt torn in the decision I made. Soon she would be sitting on his cock and thrusting. I knew that although she would absolutely love his huge cock, it would still not quite be enough for her to orgasm, do to her unique sexual sensitivities, she watched me as I drew closer, and amazingly, now was expecting me to lick her clitoris, while his cock went in and out. She knew that I knew, this was the only way it could be. I did it. He loved it. She had a the first trully fantastic orgasm of her life. Of course now I was running my tongue along his shaft as he pleasured her. This was the ultimate, gesture of submission, or so I thought. To be licking her and him, just for her to be happy. It was well worth it. With that evening a smashing success, I noticed a quick change in her, she was now very confident, and commanded me with ease, no apologies, this only reinforced the sexual hold she had on me. I was going deeper into being a total slave, and it was awesome. I handed her the atm card, and the keys to the apartment. She was so pleased. I still get dizzy just thinking about how it felt to be part of her total liberation, and to have finally faced the truth of my place in the natural order. She began sharing some of this to her closest friends, people, which in my estimation, were well acquainted with female dominant roles. They were eager to see me in my new role as her slave, and cuckold, I cooked for them, and basically felt their light heard easy laughter take me deeper into submission as details of the new relationship revealed themselves to her friends. Soon, I felt sure there would be more men in my position, many more, and they would be glad for. Its behavioral conditioning that makes this work so well. As time went on she decided to move on to other things, and by then she had planted the seeds of this new liberated lifestyle to others. I have no regrets. The next lady was naturally more assertive, and easily ready to dominate me. Cuckold status began within a short while, and I was serving her in even more depraved ways then before. I could never get enough of the look of delight on her, and her female friends' faces, as I began to comply with her instructions, right at their party. These were people that understood the secret truth. I was sucking cock, taking it up the ass, being lashed in a clever way to reinforce further, my condition. They knew what they were doing. It was awesome. Soon I was walking around the house in women’s clothes, and ready to perform at the snap of a finger. It was the joy of devotion, to lick her feet for hours, and massage her each morning, or to clean her lovers cum out, or take him up the ass. Soon even seemingly involuntary functions were in her control, as she allowed me to get hard, or cum, on command. How could this be done? I still wonder at the power of it all. It has been many years now, and she has moved on. We are still in contact, but no longer in the same state. I seek a relationship, and a larger community, where the magic of this lifestyle, which is beyond sex, can be further explored, into a realm of spiritual devotion. Where will it all lead? I am not sure, at this time, I am truly ready to trust my Mistress with total control, and I am sure wherever I go, I’ll be very happy serving her. Perhaps in the end I shall become a transsexual, or a eunuch? Even a rough glace at our society reveals that we are all headed down the rod to the truth of female dominance. Which actuallly fills me with a warm glow. Soon a large fraction of the male populace will be femminised, and serving happilly. And the glory of womenhood shall be elevated higher , and higher. I shall be lower , and lower, grovelling at your feet. Sincerely yours Dan ps, i still have not encountered a trully knowledgeable dom. Looking forward to it. And now with my willingness to be honest with myself and you, i hope to meet soon. |
