A Day in the Life of a Submissive

I wake up at 6am, and slip quietly out of bed being careful not to disturb my dominant boyfriend. Wearing just my silk nightdress, I tiptoe downstairs to prepare breakfast. I lay it out neatly on a tray with a cup of coffee and make sure I'm back upstairs before 6:30 ready to present it to him with a "Good morning sir!". He invites me back to bed and I lay against him, kissing and stroking him while he eats. But soon he has to be up and away to work, leaving me to go about my day.

I always spend my mornings working out. I change into my shorts and sports bra, take a quick selfie to send to my boyfriend, and then make my way to the gym. I'm following the training program he put together for me, a good blend of strength and cardio, followed by 20 minutes of flexibility conditioning and stretches. It's important that I put active effort into keeping my body attractive for him to enjoy. I'm 5'7 with a slim athletic build, 32c breasts, long legs for my height, toned abs and a good bum from the workouts.

On the way home from the gym I grab a salad for lunch, which I eat at home then jump in the shower. My boyfriend had laid out an outfit for me to wear today before he left for work. Today it's a green lingerie bodysuit, hidden beneath a green and white sleeveless summer dress that is loose like a skirt at the bottom and stops at mid thigh; with a pair of green heels to match. I get dressed and then take a photo in the mirror to send to him.

I spend the afternoon doing my chores, a mix of keeping the house clean and running some errands. My boyfriend has me wear a small remote controlled bullet vibrator inside my panties while I do this, that he can turn on at random points in the day. His way of letting me know he's thinking about me; and reminding me just who the boss is too. Today he turns it on while I'm at the supermarket. It catches me completely off guard and I let out an audible moan. I quickly clamp a hand over my mouth while I get control of myself. It's thrilling, my body in my little dress alive with pleasure, bending forward slightly at the hips, trying to balance in my heels while my legs go weak. I've got no idea and no control over how long it will last as I focus on trying not to moan, blushing at the looks people give me as they pass. He eventually turns it off and I immediately write him a text telling him exactly where I was and what I was thinking during it, he loves to know just how much he teases me. I end the text with "Thank you for playing with me Sir", extra humiliating as I know he only did it to tease and embarrass me. Needless to say, i'm so turned on, it's all I can think about for the rest of the day.

As it nears the end of the afternoon, I prepare for him arriving home. I strip out of my summer dress, leaving me in just the green bodysuit lingerie and heels, folding the dress neatly away. I start dinner cooking and get it to a point where its just ticking over. I prepare his drink of choice, today a whiskey on the rocks in a short glass. I place the drink on a small tray and head to the door to wait for his arrival. I stand there legs shoulder width apart, one arm folded into the small of my back behind me, the other holding the tray in front of me.

As I hear the key in the door my heart is racing, so excited for him to be home. He enters and I keep my eye line dead ahead, fighting the urge to look up at him. He approached and takes the tray and drink, I fold me second hand behind my back with the first, standing up straighter, chest pushed out. His free hand explores over my body, running across my abs, my breasts, my legs, my ass, stroking my hair back behind my shoulders. Finally he gives me his approval, tilting my chin up so that I look at him, his thumb running across my lips before he pulls me in for the kiss I've been desperate for. He tells me he wants a play session today and to follow him, which I obediently do.

Not long later I find myself lying face up on our dining table. My legs are spread wide, ropes binding my ankles and thighs to the table legs. Similarly, my arms are pulled out above my head by ropes at the wrist stretching me out. Oh, and of course I am completely naked. He sits at a seat by my side near my waist, eating his dinner and chatting to me about his day as if it was any normal meal. It teases me so much having normal conversations while there is such an obvious power dynamic playing out, the anticipation is driving me absolutely mad. He takes an ice cube from his drink and moves it to my skin, running it painfully slowly across me from my belly button to my nipples, which harden as it approaches. This makes me gasp and squirm around as much as my ties allow me, my body helpless to defend itself, much to his amusement. He eventually moves it up to my lips, having me hold it there in a puckered pose. Humiliating both because I have to pose so prettily for him and cant speak, but also because it drips water all over my pretty little face while it melts.

He goes off and returns carrying a vibrator wand, which he turns on and presses against my pussy. Its not long before I am moaning uncontrollably, squirming against my ties, unable to get any relief as the vibrations pulse through my helpless restrained body. I ask him in my sweetest voice, "please may I have permission to cum sir?", to which he laughs and tells me no chance. I gasp out, as suddenly my predicament turns to a willpower battle trying to stay in control of myself while he eagerly teases me with the wand. Soon I am begging desperately, pleading that I would do anything to be allowed to cum and I need it so badly. He asks if I would agree to a flogging session in order to earn my orgasm, which I do quickly. He pulls the wand away my orgasm denied, leaving me to squirm and catch my breath while he sets it up.

Soon I am upstairs in the bedroom, on my knees on the bed, bent forward so my face presses to the sheets, ankles tied forcing my legs wide open, wrists pulled down between my knees, locking me in an arched position ass sticking up in the air. He comes in with the flogger, draping the tassels along my back before striking my ass with it. My body rocks from the impact and I moan out, counting "one sir, thank you sir" obediently. He takes me up to 20, while I scream, moan, and shake my helpless little ass. Finally he praises me and tells me I have earned my reward, and I feel the tip of his cock rubbing against my soaking wet pussy. He pushes in and takes me there, fucking me so hard and deep. I cry out in delight, moaning uncontrollably, body bouncing with each thrust, eyes rolling back, hair sticking to my face with sweat. I beg him "pleaseeee sir let me cum on your cock I need it!" and he gives me permission. I proceed to have two or three mind melting orgasms before he finishes right there inside of me.

He unties me, cuddling me while I recover, before he carries me down for my own dinner. We spend the evening watching TV and chatting, before he carries me up to bed for the night.

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I hope you enjoyed my "day in the life" story! Im new to this so always happy for feedback and comments. Let me know if you would like to hear about anything else. I am not sure how I respond to feedback when I get the email notifications, so if someone can explain that to me too it would be great.

Em xoxo