I've always been the most submissive one in our relationship. That's just me by nature, when a man dominates me in his sexual role nothing is quite as exhilarating. How can I describe the thrill of my Jason, when he takes me to our bed and demands that I open my legs? Unless you like that sort of thing then I guess you can't understand the way his words runs through me like the strings on a puppet and command my body to move in a way that pleases him. How can I explain how my cunt just tingles when he tells me to do anything for him, how my whole body tunes in to being his slut and my whole demeanour changes once I hit that room, from an assertive business woman, to an eager whore willing to please her master. How can I explain that from the lounge to the bedroom a transformation occurs in us both, from gentle natured people to sex starved animals?
We had discussed the role of power a few times before, he'd often ask me to be dominant for him, but it would just leave me in a fit of hopeless giggles in my attempt to be a commanding presence. It was no good it just wasn't in me. I tried the clothing, including leather, I tried chains, I tried a mask so that even if I smiled I might be able to use the tone of my voice, but I had to face it I was a useless Domme.
Things changed one night when I discovered the effect of one quite large glass of whisky upon me. Leading him to our room, the warmth of the spirit raced through my body. I felt like what could only be described as a growl forming in the pit of my being. Letting him into the room before me I close the door behind him.
“Strip!”
His look of shock was a picture, but the defiant grin that spread across his face - instead of creasing me in laughter as per norm, caused me to bark once more “I said fucking Strip!” The grin changed and he stood towering above me slowly removing his clothes. My eyes devoured his beautiful body; he is the most handsome man I have ever laid eyes upon. At well over six foot tall, his body is well toned, his arms so big and strong, his legs finely honed towers of strength. His stomach so firm yet so soft to kiss and touch. He is like a god before me that I want to worship, but tonight I wanted to dominate him, to control him completely.
As he slid his boxers over those amazing thighs and stepped from them I pushed him back onto the bed, he sat there with a look of astonishment, yet a hint of excitement. My five foot seven frame, felt comical to me in the sense of strength that I that I now revelled.
“Lay back, arms out, legs wide” He obeyed and slipped into position for me. I couldn’t help but notice his nine inch shaft growing, it’s firmness lifting it from his thighs to an upright state, oh god how I love his cock, just imagine nine inches of flesh, a smooth head an almost angry red colour, yet to the fingers or tongue so soft and satin like to the touch. This wonder of nature has a curve to it that I love to lick, to kneel in between his strong thighs and run my tongue from the base right to the tip. A cock that moulds inside of me so perfectly that each movement teases my every inch of cuntal wall. So there lay my wondrous giant, my tender loving man - offering his body to me, how could I refuse?
I slipped down to just my body suit, a black velvet one-piece suit edged with delicate black lace, the soft-scooped neckline enhanced my more than modest cleavage and made me feel so sexy, I turned to show him my arse framed by lace, the lace thong back creating a look of length to my short frame. I smiled with devilment as I showed him that the way to open this clothing was three small pop fasteners; my fingers ran over the velvet at the crotch as I stood with one foot lifted onto the bed.
Walking over to the chest of drawers I removed five of my silk scarves, letting them fall from their folds, I walked the length of the bed letting the soft silk run over his skin. Leaning over him my breasts close to his face I started to tie his right wrist to the post of the bed. As his mouth moved to kiss at my neck, I brought my hand upon his forehead and pushed him down.
“Don’t move unless I say, you do not do anything unless I say, is that understood?”
