Today, Monday, 8:00 AM, as agreed the day before, our dominatrix/submissive contract takes effect. Indeed, for some time now, our relationship has been in jeopardy. We’ve lost our connection, and both of us are unsatisfied. So, we decided to take action to give our relationship a new dimension. We’ve chosen to try operating as a gynarchic couple.
In truth, I know that to rediscover our bond, I need to be at her mercy. I must do everything for her daily. So, I’ve opted for extreme measures, difficult to accept, but ones that will force me to learn to listen to her.
First Day Under the Dominatrix’s Rule
This morning, she leaves the house at 7:59 AM, giving me a dark look and saying:
- “You’ll do everything I want now!”
I respond with a laugh:
- “Yes, my queen!”
Then she shuts the door and heads to work.
I’m lucky enough to be working from home today. So, I dress in casual clothes and start working.
At 10:02 AM, while I’m making tea, I get a text from her: “So, you’re laughing?”
I reply, still via text: “Yes, Mistress! The first day is pretty amusing for me ^^.”
A few seconds later, another text from her: “Fine, then you’ll clean the house! See you tonight, submissive.”
She’s fully embraced her role, which reassures me at first. I go back to work until noon, but a last-minute meeting forces me to continue until 1:00 PM.
I make myself lunch. Then, after eating, I start dusting and vacuuming.
I make myself lunch. Then, after eating, I start dusting and vacuuming.
It’s already 1:58 PM. I’ve just finished, and I need to get back to work in two minutes. I received another text from her: “I hope you’ve already cleaned everything… You’ll go grocery shopping tonight before I get home!”
I start thinking she’s just playing around. I reply: “We’ll see if I have time ^^.”
After that, I resume work.
After that, I resume work.
Kneeling Before the Mistress
At 5:30 PM, I go take a shower. The contract rules require an anal shower, a new experience for me. About twenty minutes later, I’m ready. I head to the front door to grab some bags when I hear the key in the lock. To my great surprise, she’s already here. She’s back earlier than usual!
She opens the door and finds me standing in front of her, bags in hand.
After closing the door, she snaps at me with a glare darker than I’ve ever seen:
- “On your knees, submissive! I see you didn’t go grocery shopping like I told you, on top of disrespecting me! I’ll teach you to respect and obey me!”
She hangs up her own coat, even though, per the contract rules, I’m supposed to take it and put it away for her.
I realize then that this isn’t a joke and that this is how it’ll be with her from now on. I kneel before my Dominatrix, dressed in her black leather boots, and wait for her orders.
I realize then that this isn’t a joke and that this is how it’ll be with her from now on. I kneel before my Dominatrix, dressed in her black leather boots, and wait for her orders.
Her first command comes quickly:
- “Go get a damp cloth and come clean my boots perfectly!”
- “Yes, Mistress!”
I rush to grab a clean cloth and wet it.
Punished by the Dominatrix’s Will
I return, kneel before her, and start cleaning her boots to make them shine.
She sits on the chair by the entrance and says:
She sits on the chair by the entrance and says:
- “Good, it’s a nice start. Now I’m going to jerk you off with them.”
She gets to work. It’s not very pleasant, but she quickly makes me come.
- “What did you just do? Who gave you permission to come, especially on my boots? Clean it up right now!”
I reach for the damp cloth, but my satisfaction is short-lived.
- “No, you’re going to eat it all, submissive!” she says.
That’s when I realize it’s no longer about what I like or don’t like. This Dominatrix will show no mercy.
- “Go on, submissive!” she adds.
I don’t want to, but I try, starting with a drop on her boots, though most of it is higher up. It’s salty, and I don’t like it. I stop, straighten up on my knees, and freeze. She then becomes the quintessential Dominatrix with a phrase that will forever motivate me to obey her:
- “You dare disobey my orders? I’ll show you how I punish a submissive who doesn’t listen!”
She wipes her shoes on my face.
- “Wait there,” she says.
Then she heads to the bedroom while I wipe my face. When she returns, she puts a collar on me, locks it, and attaches a leash. Finally, she angrily pulls me on all fours to the bedroom.
She undresses me, puts a black mask over my eyes, plunging me into the unknown, and snaps:
- “You’ll be severely punished for your disrespect and disobedience. From now on, I want only ‘Yes, Mistress!’ and total obedience to my orders.”
She delivers ten hard lashes to my backside, then jerks me off a second time, making me come on her boots again.
Surrender to the Power of this Dominatrix
She takes her time making me come until I can’t take it anymore. I realize this time there’s much more on her boots than before—or maybe it’s just my impression, I don’t know anymore.
Then she orders me to lick and clean every last drop.
I try, realizing that next time I’d better do what’s expected. But after one lick, I think it can’t get worse. Then I stop and express disgust. Then the silence, we can hear only a few sounds, including two heel clicks on the floor, one after the other.
That’s when I realize, I should’ve obeyed her. She exclaims:
- “I’ll make you understand who’s in charge here!”
Then she penetrates me with her strap-on. I feel extreme pleasure as I let go at first, then she takes me again and again with such force that I cry out until she gets what she wants from me—
“Yes, Mistress!” to all her questions.
She then orders me to go wash up and then do the grocery shopping to end the day as the submissive she expects me to be.
From this first day, my obedience to my Dominatrix is total. I know we’ve finally found the connection in our relationship, and we’re both satisfied.
