As we got in, Sarah, my friend, and a commanding Domme told me to go into the living room as she got us some wine.
- ‘Oh, and take off your clothes and wait for me!’
Just casually said but with a quiet authority. I stammered
- ‘All of them?’
She just raised an eyebrow and went off in search of some wine. You can be sure I hastily disrobed,
being careful to put my clothes neatly in a pile, even as I was shaking.
As Sarah entered the room with two glasses of wine I was standing naked and erect, in more than one sense. Sarah looked approvingly at the neat pile of clothes as well as my arousal saying that she had previously thought that I might have a pencil dick. Also, she said she was pleased I had a tool that might be able to give her some pleasure.
I flushed and thanked her.
- ‘Come and sit by me on the sofa’
She sat down and patted the place beside her. I did so as she handed me the wine and then briefly caressed my hard-on which leapt in response to her touch.
To Us: A Toast to Submission and Connection
We then clinked glasses and Sarah toasted
- ‘To us!’ as I felt myself drowning in her eyes.
That ‘us’ spoke volumes. I had always fantasized about submitting to a Mistress as Her slave but this felt so
different and deeper. This was my friend Sarah equally invested in a new relationship, even if that was as my Domme. Wow!
- ‘So how long have you been sexually attracted to assertive women?’
Her hand, now, was casually on my naked thigh.
- ‘All my life’ was my response. ‘At least since my first arousals it has usually been accompanied by
imagining a woman taking me in hand and taking control. Sprinkled with heroic fantasies with
grateful women to be sure but those fantasies are not my goto.’
- ‘Why do you think that is?’
- ‘It just is. I am generally very calm, controlled, and logically minded. My feelings for women break
through that. I sensed the power they had over me. Naturally, I found myself, worshipping them as
the only thing in the world that didn’t require any meaning and was above me. It felt and feels natural for
me to submit to them and attempt to please and I am naturally attracted to those who might
demand that of me ’
Embracing Submission: A Conversation of Desire and Compatibility
She looked at me quizzically as her fingers squeezed my inner thigh sending a shiver through my body.
- ‘But I have known a couple of your girlfriends and they didn’t strike me as that type?’
- ‘I know’ as I lowered my eyes acknowledging my failure.
- ‘Well…’ I struggled to articulate ‘I managed to suppress my feelings, convinced these were just an enjoyable fantasy. Also, it was not what women wanted from me so I had tried to man up. I will say that in those relationships I have tried to please my girlfriend. Particularly in bed and have always been more interested in her orgasms and have done my best. As you say though, they have shown no sign of wanting to take the lead and my lack of assertiveness has been a problem I think. I am still friends with my ex’s but I realize now that might be symptomatic of the problem…’
- ‘Understandable I guess but some of us like and appreciate a submissive gent, desperate to please
and who puts us first in all things. Not only that of course. They need to have a personality, a certain
something, and generally be successful in life. I don’t want a loser. Why would I?’
Desperately hoping that I wasn’t in the ‘loser’ category I could only nod as I cast my eyes down.
Unveiled Desires: A Journey to Trust and a Domme’s Embrace
She put her fingers under my chin to lift me up to look at her.
- ‘So you haven’t had a Domme yet then?’
- ‘No’, I muttered, ‘I have seen many professional Dommes but I have been too scared to look in real life even though I have been increasingly aware of the strength of my need. What would people think? My life feels pretty good and it feels like a leap into the unknown. It needed to be a Domme I could trust’
- ‘Why haven’t you prostrated yourself before me if this is how you felt? You can trust me, I am your friend.’
I was able to tentatively point out that I had made a couple of passes at her, as well as being unsure of how she would view my prostrating myself before her.
- ‘Yes, but you were a friend and I didn’t feel sexually attracted to you as a possible boyfriend. Perhaps
if you had been open about your feelings and desires that might have been different.’
As I fell silent unsure of what to say she continued:
- ‘I have increasingly suspected you were a submissive and increasingly found you attractive as a possible partner with me as your Domme. You were hiding it pretty well though as generally self-reliant and confident. Perhaps I should have been more assertive but you are a friend that I care about and
didn’t want to assume you would be OK with this. This evening though, at the film, I was certain of
your needs and determined to make you mine.’
Surrender and Devotion: Embracing a New Reality with My Domme
At this point, I started shaking uncontrollably as the reality of the situation hit me and I felt emotionally overwhelmed. Sarah moved close and took me into her arms as I sobbed into her chest.
She caressed my hair and told me to let it all out and that she was there for me. I felt so comforted,
even as my world was being turned upside down. This was my closest friend and now my Domme.
This was real! I knew at that point that I was Hers and I would do anything for Her going forward. I
just wanted Her to be pleased. Up until that moment I had half-thought that my yearnings were only
a fantasy and I could never let go of my ego and pride to the necessary extent. But now there was no
doubt and whilst I did know some fear I was mostly simply thrilled and overwhelmingly relieved.
- ‘Will you do anything for me? She asked.
‘
- Yes, Sarah, anything’
- ‘Well, I need to pee. Come with me to the bathroom’
When there She told me to lie on the shower floor. It was freezing but after a bit of a wince or two, I was lying on my back, heated from within by watching my Domme take off Her clothes.
Then my Domme was standing naked before me! What a sight but I was definitely aware we weren’t about to
have sex.
Ecstatic Submission: A Transformative Act of Devotion to My Domme
I thought she might be content to pee over my body but to my horror and excitement, she crouched over
my mouth and ordered me to open it! Then, there was something of an anti-climax as She failed to
pee, even though She was definitely trying. ‘Hmm’ She said
- ‘I am bursting to go’
I suggested She blindfolded me. She was a little annoyed at having to but She put a flannel over my
eyes before crouching down again with my mouth wide open. I then felt a trickle entering my mouth
that I eagerly tasted before swallowing and re-opening my mouth as a full-on gush of warm piss
streamed into my mouth, instantly filling and overwhelming it. I briefly closed my lips to swallow
some and the pee was spraying my face.
My mouth was ordered to open and then my Domme lowered Herself onto my lips as Her pee continued to stream into me but at a somewhat lesser rate.
I found myself able to form a seal around Her and swallow somewhat continuously, just enough to keep up and prevent much overflow. This seemed to go on for a glorious eternity until the stream was done. It wasn’t over though as my Domme finished off with some individual squirts as She emptied Her bladder. Truly like nothing I had ever experienced before.
Seemed to have turned Sarah on as well as I felt Her starting to move and rub Herself against my face and my eagerly extended tongue. After another glorious eternity, during which I felt I must have died and gone to heaven, She reached a juddering climax, pressing hard down on my face with Her Pussy as She let out a cry of primal satisfaction.
Exultant Surrender: Pleasing My Domme in Ultimate Submission
Then relieving the weight before pressing down hard again, repeatedly as She exulted in Her dominance over me. She then settled back down onto my chest. She was breathing heavily but just as I thought there might be some respite She was reversing Her position and lowering Her Ass and Ass-hole onto my face and lips
What was I to do but start licking? This seemed to please Her and She encouraged me to continue. I should have mentioned that the flannel had got dislodged with all this and I had a glorious view of Her back rising majestically above me. So aroused by this I found myself irresistibly sticking my tongue inside Her!
My Domme gasped and moaned which was all the encouragement I needed to stick my tongue deeper as it would go into Her. This was so exquisitely submissive and very pleasing
to my Domme.
- ‘Don’t just stick it in! Caress Me!’ Sarah commanded
So, I was quick to obey by exploring my Domme’s Ass with my tongue, whilst aware of Her moans and other signs of satisfaction. I also became aware that I was moaning uncontrollably, squirming beneath my Domme
with a fully aroused cock that was close to cumming!
Sarah was aware too and helpfully pointed out how aroused I was whilst my tongue was up Her Ass.
I felt Her close to orgasm as she was playing with Her clit. Just as I felt Her about to cum Her foot lightly brushed against my erection and I exploded in an almighty orgasm, shooting my load as I was bucking like anything. My Domme was also loudly exulting Her pleasure and dominance and bouncing up and down on my face with Her Ass.
Sealing the Bond: A Night of Submission and Devotion to My Domme
This forced me to desperately search for Her Ass hole and re-insert my tongue for only the briefest of moments, repeatedly, even whilst experiencing the most overwhelming orgasm of my life this just seemed urgent to do. Establishing this connection with my Domme.
After a time, Sarah stood up, washed her private parts with the shower head, and told me to clean up
and come to bed. Also, she wanted me to use mouthwash as She didn’t want to smell Herself all night.
I took a shower, cleaned my teeth and somewhat regretfully used a mouthwash before trotting off to my Domme’s bed. I was confident my mouth would not be free of my Domme’s taste for long and, for that matter, seldom.
Whilst that evening/night was the most exciting of my entire life by some distance it was, in the great scheme of things, nothing besides the deep Domme/Sub bond we developed over the coming days, weeks, and months.
But that is another story…
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