I have been reading on this site for some time now. I am always looking for some inspiration. My kink, if you will, is domination, sexual domination of women to be specific.
Most of the stories on the site read like someone's fantasy. Trust me. Reality is much better. That is why I am writing this. I think people interested in this should get a realistic depiction of the way things are, at least from my point to view. I am sure there are many other different viewpoints and many have their own ideas of what it is all about. I will try not leave out the good parts, but there is more to it than meets the eye. If you read my other stories you will find a similarities. I just got tired of making it up and decided to write about real experiences.
Day One
Cindy came over today, to my house I mean. I work from my home as an investment counselor. You'd be amazed how many women I meet because of my occupation. I never thought and economics degree would payoff in this way. That is how I met Cindy. She needed some investment advice when she inherited some money. It wasn't why she came over today. You see, she is sexually obsessed. She knows it. I know it. We both know she needs me to keep her obsession under control. It is a chore I relish.
No matter what I do to her she still has a hard time admitting she is a slut. When I opened the door she acted like it was just a friendly middle of the day visit, making small talk, she said she was just in the neighborhood. I knew better. I pretended to be annoyed by the interruption, but seeing her in her business suit and heels my cock stir.
"Come in my office", I told her as I turned to go down the hall. She followed. She knew already what I had on my mind. I have a bed in my office or shall we say my office is in my bedroom? Either way, it is convenient. I sat at my desk.
"Strip for me Cindy." I made no pretense of why she was there.
Her smile left her face as did most of the color. She did as I told her. She always did now. She tried once to disobey me. I cut her off. That's right, no sex. I refused to see her. That is when you know you have them. When they beg you to do anything to them except leave them alone. That is what Cindy did. She said she would rather I beat the shit out of her than cut her out of my life. So, that is what I did. I tied her naked spread eagled on her stomach on my bed and took my belt and laid into her from her back down to the base of her thighs. I liked the way she looked, the stripes I mean. It turns me on to have a women suffer for me. Cindy liked to turn me on, because she knew it would lead me to fucking her. That is what she liked most of all, to have her brains fucked out. You might say it was my specialty. You see, when a man makes a woman cum with his cock he is on the road to owning her. A lot of women have never had an orgasm that way and when they do it is addicting. They always cum back for more. Cindy was proof.
"You look good darling. Come over here. Let me check you out."
Cindy stood in front of me. She still wore her heels. She is petite with shoulder length brown hair. Her tits are fake, but it is a nice job. I touched her cunt lips softly. She knew what I was doing. I was checking to see if she had just shaved them, to see how smooth they were. Her juices were beginning to ooze out and I smeared them over her lips and around her very prominent clit. Cindy has a large clit. That is something I like. She has a ring piercing the hood of her clit too. The little ball on the ring lands right on her clit. I pushed it against her clit and her hips began to squirm.
"Please fuck me," she begged
"Why?"
"I need you to fuck me. You know I do."
"Then why didn't you call me and ask, no beg me to."
"I was afraid to would say no."
"Didn't I tell you to ask me for what you wanted. If you are going to submit to me darling you have to learn to submit everything, not just your body, but your needs, your desires. You know it pleases me when you beg."
I meant what I said. Every woman I dominate must be shaved smooth. I always inspect them. Every woman must have her nipples and clit hood pierced too. Not the little dainty rings, but heavy gauge surgical steel. I want them to know that I own their most private parts. I want them to feel them tug on their nipples and rub against their clit when they are away from me. I want them to always be focused on who owns them, to be fully submitted. The body is the easy part. The mind takes some more effort.
"I was afraid you might say no."
"I still might."
Cindy got frantic, her breathing became jerky.
"Please, don't treat me like this. Please just fuck me."
"Listen, we have been working on this a long time Cindy. Don't I give you what you need?"
"Yes, you fuck me better than anyone ever has."
"Don't you know that everything I have ever told you to do has made you feel good. I have never made you do anything you didn't want. Remember how you asked me to beat you. How you asked me to fuck you in your ass."
"Yes."
"Then why do you feel the need to pretend you came over here for anything else but to have your ass whipped and to get fucked really well."
"I don't know."
"I think you are ashamed Cindy, ashamed of your desires, ashamed to admit that you are the slut you are." She began to sob. "It is okay Cindy. It is okay to be my slut. We both know it is how you are. As a matter of fact it pleases me."
I stood up and hugged her as would a father or brother.
"I just feel so bad for having these feelings. All I can think of is you fucking me. I don't know why. I don't know why I let you whip me, why I do the things you tell me to. I feel so twisted."
