Musings of a Mistress

[comment1800]

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[Thor9550]

Musings on musings

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[Pachet]

I wrote my first story on lit (in the lesbian sex section) when I was 18 or 19, (doms and subs had no meaning in my life) but I got replies from people that wanted to chat with me... I chatted with one girl and found that I was naturally dominant in that chat.

Fast forward to now, some chats later, and I published other stories on literotica and got some emails of people who openly said they wanted me to dominate them...I was surprised, but really into it. I loved being able to make them feel good, telling them what to do sexually, testing their bounds (within the realm of what they are comfortable with).

I get off on making them off. (I initiate sexual challenges throughout the day, and have them report back to me later about what they experienced, and how was it for them, how it made them feel).

I recently had two guys ask me about ballbusting, and if I'd be willing to instruct them on that. (I did, and it was fun).

Someone asked to call me mistress and I let her, and then during a chat with a guy, he was begging to orgasm, and made him stop masturbating so he didn't orgasm, and I said something like "I never said I was nice". right after that he called me mistress, because later on he explained that that is exactly what a mistress would say. I was oddly proud of myself (this was about a month ago).

Today is my first time exploring the Dominant and Submissive forums (or just forums in general) on Lit. so I'm still pretty green to what this is all about, so this post is more for me, than any other people. I know it's long but thank you for reading if you did.

Do any of you Doms or Subs remember a defining moment for you?

I remember ages ago, when I was just learning what BDSM was (I'd always had the fantasies, just didn't know that what I wanted was called BDSM). I was talking to a Dom online, and he said "I fucking own you".

The way that made me feel was so intense, and felt so right... It was after that that I started researching BDSM in earnest, and discovered that there was a name for my fantasies and desires-and that I wasn't alone.

 

[comment1800]

Defining Moment

What would you count as a defining moment? The occasion when I realized that my mistress had carefully nurtured me, in imperceptible steps, from being a free man to a slave? And the fact that that realization released feelings of great joy?

I would count as a defining moment anything that made you feel that being a sub was the right position for you.

 

[Slave_Katie]

I am definitely more submissive than dominant, but there is something so exciting about occasionally taking the reigns of power. I actually find that I don't order them to please me, but I end up teasing them all the way to the edge and then bringing them back.

Though the standard domination with crops and restraints helps with the excitement as well

 

[comment1800]

The power is totally sexy. I love that they give me the power, and trust me enough to get them off, to try things they never had before.

 

[Thor9550]

Defining Moment

The defining moment when I discovered I was truly submissive remains as vivid in my mind as the day it happened. My lover Renee was becoming increasingly frustrated by my reluctance to ejaculate inside her. She refused to allow me to use condoms, used no contraception herself and insisted that she would not get pregnant even though she was of an age when she still could. This reckless behavior troubled me, but excited and aroused me as well, so I had a constant mental battle to come inside her or withdraw. Sometimes she clamped hers legs around me and left me no choice. On this memorable day however, she settled the matter for good.

We were sitting naked on the edge of the bed kissing softly, when she put her hand on my chest and pushed me violently down on the bed. I was numb with astonishment for a few seconds, long enough for her to straddle my chest with her thighs, put her hands on my shoulders and use her strength and weight to pin me down to the bed. The force was incredible - I’m a big guy, but she is a voluptuous woman and she had positioned herself so that I couldn’t move. I was helpless. A big smile spread across her face as her full, heavy breasts flicked across my face, taunting me. She lifted one hand from a shoulder, but I still couldn’t move a muscle. The hand went behind her back to find my cock, hard, strong and straining. “So you do like this”, Renee said, running her nails up and down the shaft of my cock in the way she knew drove me wild. “I think you’ll like this too”. And with an even bigger smile on her face she lifted up her ass and in an instant dropped down again. I couldn’t believe what I was feeling: my cock was being enveloped as she impaled herself. The ease with which her cunt accepted my cock showed she was very ready. Down and down she went, drawing my cock in deeper than it had ever gone.

She paused for a moment and put a breast in my mouth to suckle, which I did greedily. But not for long. She sat up and started gyrating around my cock, up and down faster and faster. Eventually she was pounding me, dropping all her weight onto me, crushing everything but my cock. I was filled with confusing sensations: fear at what this violent streak might lead her to do to me, huge excitement at the fucking of my life that I was getting. On and on she went, wilder and wilder. She slowed down, I think sensing that I was close to coming. The pounding turned to kind, gentle lovemaking, kissing me, stroking my chest, tweaking my nipples. I didn’t so much ejaculate as have what seemed like all my insides drawn out of me, Wave after wave of orgasm flooded through me as her cunt worked its way all over and around my cock, extracting every drop.

Renee lay down on top of me, her breasts almost smothering me. Whereas before I struggled, now I relaxed, What had been excruciating pressure was now reassuring heaviness. I felt at peace. I felt as if I had come home.

 

[rds_muskrat]

This was my first experience...

I have to consider der Frau as a dominatrix considering her attic and attitude. This is the story I wrote about our encounter. Enjoy & by all means feel free to comment and/or ask questions.

http://www.literotica.com/s/dear-lalah

 

[snookienz]

The defining moment for me was when I realised that I had been practising as a Femdom most of my life! I just didn't understand or recognise what it was or what I was doing.

Now I do. This Dom is 'unleashed'.

The fun and games begin.....

 

[msub50some]

I loved being able to make them feel good, telling them what to do sexually, testing their bounds (within the realm of what they are comfortable with).

I get off on making them off. (I initiate sexual challenges throughout the day, and have them report back to me later about what they experienced, and how was it for them, how it made them feel)

As a submissive, this had been one of my favorite ways to be dominated.

 

[msub50some]

The power is totally sexy. I love that they give me the power, and trust me enough to get them off, to try things they never had before.

And this too. This is the essence of distance domination. I once had an online/phone Mistress who would have me do things that I thought were beyond me. When she was on the phone with me and directing me to pleasure/punish myself, I was amazed at the things I would do to myself just because she told me to.