My Domme has instructed me to write this brief story about how she (formerly my wife and legally still) decided she had had enough of being in a traditional marriage with a "normal" guy and decided that she was going to take over - once and for all and absolutely. I can personally vouch for the effectiveness of this approach and although it may not work for everyone, I guarantee you that most guys will fold without much fuss.
Although I didn't realize it at the time, my then-wife-now-mistress spent more than a week "softening me up" with seemingly-normal excuses for not being able to have sex, all the while doing a bunch of things to tease the hell out of me. She knew a lot of my kinks then (now she knows all) and used them to whip me into a week-long tease-induced frenzy. Of course, ladies, your mileage may vary here and for some, this step may even be skipped. For me it ended up just being the final nail in the coffin.
Before, we had a pretty healthy sex life and were very compatible with each other. Her body type was exactly what drives me crazy and she knows how to wear and walk in heels and her legs are (as it turns out literally) irresistible. She has long hair and some of the sexiest eyes I've ever seen.
She started by telling me, on her way out the door one Friday morning, that we'd be staying at a local hotel over the weekend, as a special "date night" event and that I was to pack a bag, be ready when she got home and not to ask questions, all would be answered in good time. She gave me a quite a look as she left and, especially in my heightened state or arousal, had my head spinning all day. After she left, I went right in and threw a bag together. In the closet I saw that she had already packed a bag of her own and after a moment of hesitation, I unzipped it and took a look. I was rewarded with the sight of stockings, lingerie and a couple pairs of sexy shoes...all exactly what I had hoped to see. Right on top was her strap on cock and belt. She had been pegging me off and on for a while but in recent months, her attitude and her love of fucking me grew. I thought it was hot and was growing to like it more and more I was confused to realize.
She called on her way home and told me to have our stuff out and to be ready to leave, which I eagerly did! She came in, went to the bedroom for a moment, then came back out saying, "Let's go, I'm driving, you ride bitch." She brushed past me and I followed, aroused but a little confused. After we checked in, she immediately turned on the shower and started getting ready. "Order us some pizza, we can eat while we clean up. Oh, and one more thing, let's go out on the balcony and smoke this," she said, pulling a joint out of her purse.
"I can't do that," I protested, my job had random screenings, "what if I get tested at work?"
She paused for a moment and reached into her bag, pulled out a pair of heels and slipped them on. She was now looking me in the eye and her legs were looking amazing, even bare! She grabbed my chin with one hand and said, "listen, you're going to have a number of very interesting decisions to make tonight, this being just the first. I suggest you think hard about each. You're going to smoke this or you're going to leave, now, and I'm going to have a weekend of partying and whatever other...trouble...I can find." She stepped back, release my face and put one foot forward. "Look at it...sexy isn't it... make your decision...now."
