Love 2005

I'd always been a confident woman, my self-esteem has never faltered throughout my life. Everything I have ever done has always been with conviction for as far back as I can remember. Naturally, being so at ease with myself it has been easy for me to manipulate and persuade others to be loyal to me. Popularity has never been a problem for me; that's how I became so dominant and commanded the attention of a sub.

Through my charismatic charms I emboldened a stranger to become a lover, one whom could be commanded easily and serve me. Being treated with this level of respect felt natural for me - put quite simply, I deserved it and she loved to love me. It suited her to be my toy.

Our D/s dynamic began when we met online and got chatting on a dating app. After many hours of enthralling conversation, we finally went for a date. Coming from having only been with women casually in spur of the moment trysts and one night stands seeing her enter the restaurant stopped my heart. I knew that she was to be mine, looking her up and down I wanted to control her instantly, knowing I could help guide her. She looked so sweet, innocent and helpless as she walked towards me stood by the bar. Speaking her hello I knew she was wet, the idea that I could conjure her arousal without even speaking fed my ego and this knowledge fuelled my confidence. She was going to be mine. So went our date, we got along exceedingly well, sharing stories of our lives and eventually we ended up at my place. Confident that she was everything I had been looking for in a partner I invited her in, now was the time to make a proposition that she couldn't turn down.

By the time we reached my sofa we had been making out, our hands were quickly descending towards each other's crotches as we played tongue tennis. I felt her hand on my waistband during our make out session yet before her hand could seduce me, in a fleeting moment of passion that I knew would die once I came, I pulled away. Standing. She gasped, confidence surged through my figure. Now I knew that I had command of the situation I wanted to tell her of my intentions, so began my speech:

'Babygirl, you are beautiful and in the short time we have spent together I see that you and I have a natural chemistry that doesn't often occur. Although, I feel that it is my duty to tell you that I would like this to be more than simply fooling around. For a while it has been my desire to have a submissive baby doll that I can love and form a relationship with. How would you like that?'

Immediately she nodded and stood up hugging me incredibly tightly, looking up at me (as I was taller) she gave me a kiss. Then blinking she said, completely out of the blue

'anything for you mistress'

My heart glowed with the ease at which she used this title, I guided her back to the sofa and sat her next to me. Beginning to explain what I needed her to be was quite simple, I played with her hair and whispered softly

'You're going to do whatever I say without complaint or argument. That means wearing what I want, doing chores and making love how I wish. You are going to be my little submissive servant moving forward. When I talk to you you're going to answer to the name sub and you will learn to love being my plaything for me to order around. You will be loved and trained by me so that you can become the best version of yourself. I'd like to spend lot's of time with you as your Domme so you'll be my personal object that does all I desire.'

She got excited, I could see her wiggling through the caresses I bestowed upon her neck, leaning in to kiss her I spoke into her mouth

'We shall do well together little one, you are simply precious. A stunning beautiful creature that belongs to me - you shall be the best sub and make me proud to own you. We both deserve it babydoll.'

After that we got off even more until I sent her home, deciding that she would have to wait before a sexual encounter. Such interaction came weeks later after our third date. It was pulchritudinous as was she, her attention in the bedroom was second to none. The way she ate pussy had a divine sublimity to it that melted my brains and gave me the healthiest orgasm I'd ever felt. a symbiotic understanding that she was there to follow my orders and be a thing for me to feel, she was there to obey. The gorgeous sensation between us was quite simply glorious. Our cuddles after made me want to stay in the bed for the rest of my life. Just us.

Sex with my sub was perfect and so was she, I was lucky she allowed me to be her mistress.