In the beginning before I became Heidi's total fag/slave she started her training of me by breaking me of my old ways which were of a masculine and sexually abusive nature she would say. I was brought up in a big city with all the normal things a boy would do such as sports and trying to date and fuck as many girls as I could. This carried on into my fifties until I ran into the brick wall that was Heidi. She completely stopped me dead in my tracks with her intelligent strong mind and superior physical strength that she used on me to break me down in spirit and body, let me tell you how she accomplished it and her methods.
In a previous post I told how I first saw her at work in a big corporate environment as I was attracted to her aura of looking serious and smart. She wore her stylish glasses and had a short styled hairdo and I found out later of Scandinavian descent naturally wide and thick from her ancestry of her people especially the women working the fields of Europe doing the hard labor while the men went hunting for game. She had 18" biceps and thick thighs and a muscular ass that was appealing to the experience eye as other men would consider her large and maybe fat but she was all powerhouse I was to find. She grew up a tomboy in Georgia playing sports and roughhoused the boys with many fights as she won most as the boys underestimated her fighting abilities and strength. She did all sorts of manual labor jobs until she went to college to get her degree.
A couple of bad marriages with husbands that cheated, drank and mistreated her and the last one I was to learn when he tried to hit her she broke his jaw and it needed wiring from her powerful punch. After that she started to attract and date women mostly the feminine types as she took the Bull Dyke role she filled quite easily. I met her while I was 58 in good shape and still got attention from women with my looks and dress as she was 42 and in her prime when I introduced myself and made small talk until she went through her training and assigned to me as my secretary on projects and budgets which she was a wiz on. Yes, she was smarter and later to learn much tougher and stronger than me.
I would joke and flirt with her without crossing any harassment lines HR would find offensive and she would smile and I think enjoyed the attention. After working on a very big project I asked if she'd grab a bite and she agreed and talked her into coming back to the house for a glass of wine as I wanted to get to know her and couldn't take my eyes off her biceps as she sipped her wine then made my move which would affect the next 5 years of my life. I complimented her strong arms and challenged her to arm-wrestling and she wiped the floor with me which surprised me how easily she won. We called it a night and when I saw her the next day she asked if i wanted to hang out again tonight and I agreed turned on by this Amazon and what possibilities could come next.
That night after sharing some wine and conversation I asked for another chance to win back my male pride and she won even easier I was a little pissed and said can we wrestle she said sure she knew how and being a country girl against this city guy beat me fair and square in my living room. We sat and I confessed I was aroused by strong women and had visited a few Dominatrixes in my life but nothing like her. In my day girls were sugar and sweet very femme fatale. She listened and said she would research on the net to see what it was about as I wanting to give her a hint of what I liked.
I told her about a book the my older sister was reading when I was 15 called the Happy Hooker the life of a high priced call girl which changed me and her being a quick study read it and opened up a whole new thinking to her. She had started to visit the local sex clubs observed and one night was offered the chance to flog and whip a naked guy and it set off a spark that turned into a raging inferno with me caught in its ember. She saw the power she had over men and learning what turns them on and then by denying it she could control her prey and do the things she enjoyed doing to him. I was to be her subject matter and this is how she trained and claimed her ownership of me.
First she had to beat me into submission so I couldn't question or refuse her commands and she did by provoking a fight which led to us using our fists and I was no match as she was quicker to the punch and my punches didn't faze her as I ran out of energy and basically became a punching bag for her as she beat my thighs, arms and stomach at will until I begged her to stop but being angry really gave me a heavy beating I wouldn't forget reducing me to tears and crying for her to stop. She did and explained I was to be her slave from now on and not resist her control as she had plans for us, that really scared me also seeing her temper. She added that "you know this is what you wanted and started flirting with her and all the other bullshit you talked about". I couldn't disagree but didn't expect this.