Giving control to a Domme

[Kipling]

OOC
This new thread is about a Man in his 50's successful, well off fancially, recently widowed, healthy, weigh-lifter who wants to really find a Domme who is knowledgable to whom he can submit.

I will play the role of Rankin the man and there should be at least a Domme character (otherwise it is pointles..lol) and several who are just curious.

Lets keep the thread open until he finds the RIGHT DOmme.

SPECIAL NOTE: please remember that in r/l, the negociations between the Domme and the submissive male can take hours/days/weeks/months depanding on the trust that builds between them. This scene builds slowly..so stick with it.....wicked smile.......believe me..it will get to a pleasurable climax....wicked grin (K)


Rankin:
After a round of tennis doubles, he relaxes with a soft drink out by the club pool. His eyes seem closed but he is searching..his eyes behind the dark glasses are roving. Ever since she died, he had been thinking about trying his dark interets,
. The vanilla life had been good to him; but now he wante to find out about those things he had only imagined and read about on those www site dedicated to FemDom.

 

[Nymph]

If I may...

She was known as Lady J, or Mistress Julie. No one knew much about her, even her age, though by her looks she was in her late twenties. Her shoulder-long red hair, her firm 34c breasts and her long and shapely legs had made many a man and woman sigh with desire. Her steel-blue eyes commanded respect and obeidiance.

She was known to be strict and harsh, though sometimes also was as gentle and erotic as to make anyone willing to suffer for her...and a willingness to suffer in pleasure was necessery in the service of Mistress Julie.

 

[Kipling]

the mists cleared, and he sawher outlined by the clouds...her blue eyes holding him in a trance....he watched as she moved into his domain...the red hair like a flame and her long legs a candle holder for her power.
After all these years of searching, he knew it would take more than a casual encounter to hold him......but she seemed to have an ability to guide him......her manner directing him to kneel as he waited for her to display her power over him.
As he assumed the position of submission, his mind floated..trying to imagine what she will be like.....reviewing all those disappointments of prior years...his rememberance of "The Trip" (posted here) caused him to shake in desire...is it possible She will be the one to take the place of his long departed Domme?
Waiting and watching as she prepared to write again.

 

[Nymph]

Lady J.

She entered the club, dressed simply in jeans and a white tshirt--though admittedly the latter was a little tighter than it needed to be. There was red lipstick, green eyeshade and a rather alluring perfume, but nothing to overly draw attention. Her strict, icy eyes made a quick sweep, taking everyone in, judging them, and settling on the man who fit the description she had received.
A few more decisive steps and she sat down at his table, smiling ever so faintly.
"Mr Rankin I presume?"

A small white card was put on the table, only two words printed on it in discrete black letters:

Mistress Julie

 

[Kipling]

Even though he had hoped she would come to the club, Rankin was not prepared for the power flashing from her eyes.
His hand shook as he picked up the card...his breath suddenly shallow, feeling almost faint he read her name.
Her enigmatic smile and her dark glasses threw him off balance and his well prepared speek came out as a 'squeak'.
He began to get control of himself...started to breath deeply and tried a smile.
"May I call you Julia, Ma'am? It is not yet approiate for me to address you as Mistress"? Her look told him he had made a mistake, and he slipped to his knees, pretending to pick up a fallen napkin, and leaned forward to kiss the tip of her shoe.

Could this be the Lady Mistress about whom he dreamed..the one to take him completely; or is she just another girl who didn't really understand his male submissive mind?

His hands, still trembling, toyed with the card bearing her Name and asked her to join him for a drink and some lunch; althought his rising excitment wanted something more erotic.

 

[Nymph]

Lady J

She fixed him deeply and sternly, the icy fire of her eyes burning their authority into his mind.
"It is not for you to decide what is or is not appropriate. Youwill adress me in a way that shows your submission, no matter what names I choose to call you."

Her lips went up in a very slight smile again, but her eyes remained strict and steely.

"As for your invitation, I accept. I trust you know a good restaurant. You will not look at my face, not on the way there, and not when we arrive."

 

[Kipling]

Rankin lowered his eyes at once...
"Yes, Mistress Julie..i do respect and honor You...please, ma'am, forgive my indiscretion..it is not my intent to anger or arouse You."

here si a lovley old French restaurant near here....it specializes in the orginal cuisine of the Mother Country...and it has a specially equiped 'room' in the basement which is available to favored customers. i have never used it, M'Lady...but i am considered a special guest
Never looking up, he lead her to his Jag and they left for the restaurant

 

[Kipling]

He kept his eyes directly on the road, never looking at the Lady beside him in the Jag.
As he drove to the restaurant, his mind wandered back to what little he knew of this attractive but steely eyed lady. She required that he obey her ..specifically how, he was not sure..he was not inclined to question her either.
Wishing he could look at her, he thought about her command that he show respect...and fought the desire to look..his will overcomming his lust to see the Mistress.
In the past, so many false starts, so few really sadistically Dominant Women who also knew how to control with pleasure as well as other means..who knew the suductive use of sex and kink to win their ends and their plesasures.
There had been so many who fell short of the True Domme..maybe this time????????
They arrived and without looking at her, he opened her car door and followed her as she led the way into the restaurant......

 

[Nymph]

Lady J

After they had ordered, Julie studied him with her piercing eyes. He did his best too keep his voice averted from her, though she could tell that that caused difficulty for him.
She decided to let him suffer a little longer...and why not augment that suffering a little?
"That special room you talked about...we will not need it. My own dungeon is not far from here, and believe me, it is very well equipped."
She handed him a felt pant.
"Now, go to the restrooms. There, you will take off your underwear and write your safeword on it. If you ever use that safeword, whatever I am doing to you will stop, and our paths will part--forever. When you come back, you will slip under the table under a pretext, kiss both my feet, and place the underwear in my lap. You will then seat yourself, open the fly and the button of your trousers, and keep them opened for the duration of our meal."

 

[Kipling]

he smiled at his image in the bathroom mirrow...a big grin..as the felt pen warmed his hand.
he had not written a 'safeword' on the underdrawers as she had asked.....instead he wrote "i will honor You, Lady; by my complete surrender".

He had returned to the table and followed her instructions to the letter...almost. while under the table, he could not resist and leaned forward and kissed her knees so lovely in the thigh-high boots
Now, sitting there with his clothes open and his raging erection standing tall and pulsing, he tried to tell if she was pleased or not with his obeying of her orders.
Taking a chance, he said," Lady J, ma'am, for years now i have searched for someone who had the ability and the presence to take charge of me...it seems possible you are that lady. Please allow me to pay this check and go with you to your dungeon. There Wwe can both find out if the chemistry is right..fully right..and you can test my ability to submit with out the word."
He waited breathlessly for her reply

 

[Nymph]

Mistress Julie raised an eyebrow.
"Now, don't get impatient. First I'll have some dessert, and then you can pay and we can go. There is no need to rush things...and I hope you do not to presume to set the pace" she said, her eyes briefly flaring up with an icy flame.
"You might have made a mistake, slave...it may well be that you'll be wishing for a safeword before the night is over. But now it is too late."

While they waited for her mousse au chocolat, Lady J took her fork and, reaching under the table, began to caress his manhood with it...its cold metal scraping against his meat...

 

[Kipling]

the two parts of him began to respond to Her.....his human male side wanted to be safe..to feel he could play and not be responsible..his deep seated hidden submissive personality was in a state of extasy...She is so powerfull.....she is a true Domme...she is the Lady he longed for..............
..Yet he was not sure.......so many failures...he almost wanted to question her..but wondered IF she would balk at that.

He was impatient..not for the scene..not for some quickey she would enjoy..not for a submission that would leave him unfulfilled...his impatience was in learning about her......studying her.....trying to learn about her ....so that his surrender could be truly "safe" in the mind and hands of a Lady who did in fact know how to BE a Domme and BE a controller..... the One he seeks.

"Ma'am..i will never try to top from below...nor try to pace the interaction....never.....nor will i ever try to 'rush'...unless it is in response to your command to 'hurry'"...licking my lips.....

he wriggled under the pressure of the folk on his cock and balls, trying not to look at her..but wanting to know she was hearing his doubt..his need for assurance..his knowing that she was not just another fake..a girl with a whip who thougt she was a Domme.

he knew that if she was the One, he would not need the safe word......and his previous intuition told him he made the right decision about the word......

watchings as she enjoyed the mousse, his mind allowed him to hope.........and wait....all in due time, he thought..all in due time

 

[Nymph]

OOC: Sorry for the delay, I've been a nit busy.
IC:
Mistress Julie smiled again, almost warmly this time. "Do not worry...you willlearn enough about me, sson enough. You may again look at me if that will help you...but you will avoid any eyecontact."
After he had paid the check, they went to his car.
"Open your trousers again."
As they were driving, and Lady J occasionally gave him directions, she gently scratched and caressed his shaft and the surface of his balls with her long fingernails.

"Into that driveway" she finally said. "We are there."

 

[Kipling]

as they drove along, his excitment was teased to the maximum by the way she played with his sex.

Blushing...knowing that other drives could see his erection if they looked..he tried to remain calm..but her teasing only caused more blood to pound into his cock, now standing 7 1/4" out from his pants.

He stole fertive glances at her, avoiding her eyes, but carefully looking at her physical beauty...she is stunning...

He had trouble following her directions for driving....being distracted by her warm hand and talented fingers on him.

At her command, he turned the car into the drive and slowly let it glide to the garage door.....eyes down..he waited for her next command

 

[Nymph]

Mistress Julie smiled as she went out of the car and bade him to follow. They went up the few steps to her front door and entered. They found themselves in a tastefully decorated parlour, with comfortable chairs and a carpeted floor--nothing to suggest anything but a normal house, except maybe for the painting on the wall--It depicted aquen with a whip in her hand, throning on a kneeling slave.

"There is a bathroom through that door" she said. Wash yourselves, use everything you need, and then wait for me here--naked and kneeling, of course.
With that she went upstairs, for a quick shower of her own...and a change of clothes.
Descending the stair again, she was clad all in black leather. Her boots were knee-high, so that her shorts did not, in fact, reveal very much. Her tight tank top, however, left her arms and some of her tomach free. Her red hair fell about her shoulders.

 

[Kipling]

He looked around the fashionable home..so well furnished..telling him the owner had means and excellent taste in decor and arrangement. the evidence of breeding and good taste confirmed his growing belief he may have found the Lady he longed to serve..a True Domme...true in all of lifes concerns..not just BDSM and D/s.
As she directed him to use the bath, he shivered slightly..realizing he was soon to find out if she was as powerful and sadistic and loving as he hoped.
Finally clean and naked..completely shaved as he thought she may have wanted...he returned to the parlour and knelt...his eyes fastened on the painting; the whip and the lovley Domme depicted excited him and also caused him to begin trembling...his entire body was shaking slightly as all his blood seemed to rush to his lower extremties..
His desire cause him to lose control and an erection grew to its full 7 1/4" proportions as he looked at her entrance, avoiding eye contact but seeing enough of the leather and the boots and red hair to cause him to smile in submissive delight.
In a gesture of submission, he bend over..extended his arms, palms up and forhead on the floor and asked. "Please M'Lady, may we negociate some rules, please?"
His breath was shallow as he waited for her to reply

 

[Nymph]

She fixed him for a long while in silence, her cold blue eyes burning into his skin. Finally she sighed and spoke
"You must learn to govern your impatience. Do you think I would not have brought that subject up myself, before we begin?"
She paused a while to let this sink in and said
"Lay down your rules then...and I will see if they fit me or if our ways have to part."

 

[Kipling]

he sighed.....and nodded.
"M'Lady, it is not so much impatience as it is hope, Please forgive my error."
"I do not have 'rules', nor would i ever presume to 'lay down' anything before You....unless it my self at your feet to worship your power and beauty and Control, Lady J."

He obviously had made a tactical mistake, but he hoped not a strategic one. He pondered how best to try and communicate his hopes to her.

"Lady J, when i willingly gave up the use of a safeword for the honor of serving you as you see fit, i did so with hope that at some point, you would be willing to observe a very few so called limits...not rules but limits.
"i respectfully ask you not to require of me any form of shower, no kids, no scat and no other men. With those few exceptions, it is my hope and wish that you will take control of me and use me as yours as you wish....for yoiur pleasure...in any way except as noted."

He remained naked, kneeling, thighs painfully spread, and now clasped his intertwined fingers behind his head..in suplication.

 

[Nymph]

Mistress Julie

She gazed down at him a long, saying no word, making no sigh, seeing and feeling his tension rise...

"Your limits are reasonable, and that I will respect them goes without saying. You, on the other hand, will obey me to the letter, and put your whole body, mind and skill to the tasks I set you. Inentionally performing badly in the hope of punishment, or outright disobeidiance, and our session will end.
"Now...you know where your clothes are, you know where the exit is, and I daresay you will find your way back to your club. Or, if you truly believe you are ready...follow me."
With that she turned, and without waiting or turning back, she strode off towards a closed door...the door that led to her dungeon...

 

[Kipling]

as she wached him his tensions and fears alternated, his breathing became a bit more steady...his desire to learn from her allowed him to remain calm even as the situation he was in called for submision with out any hope of retreat.
As she gave him the alternatives......leave or follow her..his body seesm to come alive ..his mind now beginning to adapt to her ways..and he knew he really had no choise.......he must follow her into what ever she had behind that door.
Not sure how she wished him to follow, he scrambled on his knees and hands...almost running in a sub position to keep up to her and follow her into the 'space' she allowed him.
In his minds eye, he review her beauty, her coloring, her parfume, and her essence...his sence of smell telling him she is as aroused as he is...
He follows in hope, desire, surrender ,and joy!!!!

 

[Nymph]

Mistress Julie

"Keep your eyes to the floor."
Due to this command, Rankin was unable to see anything of the room, except that it had a dark parquet floor.
"Stay here."
Her boots echoed on for a while, then suddenly there was a sound as if soething large was sliding aside...a few more steps...then the sliding noise again, and then silence.
After a minute or so, Her voice came again...from above.
"You may now stand and look around."
The room was quite small. To one wall stood a small table, with a sheet of paper and a pen on it, a chair before it. On a rather larger table lay several dozens of collars. They were of all designs an materials, each of them differant...they only had two things in common:
First, they were the same size...large enough to fit Rankin.
Second, they all had a clasp that could be closed without problems...but opening them would require a key. They were all open.
Lady J was nowhere to be seen, but in the ceiling was a loudspeaker from which came Her voice.
"You will have to pas some tasks I have set you before you will reach me. First, choose a collar and put it on. Then you will write me a little letter. Take time with the introduction and make sure you pay me adequate respect. The content of the letter shall mainly be how you came to be interested in this...and if there is anything in especial you want to experience, as well as anything else you wish to tell me."

 

[Kipling]

Her display of collars set his mind to wondering what the different colors and shapes meant...or if they had special meanings. As his nude body responded to the room, and his eyes adjusted, he moved to the desk and sat...and began to think.....all these years....what had brought him to the hunger for submission?

He rose and walked around. The activity allowed him to think and remember more clearly. He moved close to the table and began to inspect the various collors...and his mind wandered back the the very first time he wore one.

He had finished his work in LA and was planning to spend a relaxed evening alone, after the "every night's Newyears Eve" of his subordinates. As a VP, he had lots of power and everyone wanted to entertain him. As he scanned the newspaper, a small notice caight his attention. It read: "is the responsibility too much? Want to have the burden of power shifted? Courage required. call 213 555 2345." He did.

The victorian house looked out of place in suburban LA, but he knocked on the door as ordered in the phone chat and it was opened by a stunning girl dressed in leather...all leather..boots, thong, bra and long gloves. She led him to a palor and took his coat and asked him to wait.....the experience changed his life.......and it was so long ago.......that night taugh him the meaning of a collar..and how his mind and body could be taken thru pain and pleasure to extasy.................returning to reality......

He picked up the red leather collar from Mistress' J 's table and placed it around his neck, listening as it clicked closed...and knew he must write well.


He began:
Dear and Respected Mistress J,
Thank you for the honor of responding to your request..i will do all possible to please and inform you.
Since I was 25, I have played at bdsm and D/s. After my experience in LA it became a part of me. I found that my Dominant side at work and at play required so much self control that I lost my freedom to BE... lost the right to relax and enjoy..too many others depended on me to make the Business successful...so many..so many..all looking to me for answers...in LA i found complete release and freenom..buy surrendering mentally and physically to a powerful Lady. As I said, it changed my life.
As I have grown older (am now 58) and become wealthy, i seek someone to help me move to the next stage in my development as a submissive man..someone intelligent, witty, imaginative mentally strong and naturally Dominant..someone who can combine pain and pleasure, someone who is sadistic but also compassionate...who can manupliate me as she will for her joy and pleasure and as she wishes...one who will respect my few limits (previously noted) and yet move me past my edges to the outer borders of pain and joy..and all the while enjoying herself and respecting me and herself. In other words a true Dominant Mistress.

If you allow me to continue with you, Mistress J, it will be a magnificent honor..and I will earn it!

What I wish to experience is entirely in your hands. i hope you will reply to my letter soon.

With complete respect and devotion,
rankin


He stretched and looked up at the speaker..wondering if it was a 2 way communication device. He rose again , fingered his collar..and stood next to the table full of collars..and waited. He said out load.."The letter is finished, Ma'am"

 

[Kipling]

Where, Oh where, has my Lovely Domme gone,
Where, OH where can she be;
With her floggers so long,
and her Sadism so strong;
When will she come back for me?

 

[Kipling]

Needed: a Domme Lady to join me in this thread

To any of you readers who may be interested......It seems Mistress J has decided not to continue this fantasy.
Any interested Dommes out there? who like this kind of fantasy play?
Please join in....it will be fun....smiles