blue kat
Really Really Experienced
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- Sep 29, 2004
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Hi honeys, I'm home!
I just got back from a spring break trip, that got extended somewhat and I ended up in Ireland for a few days. A friend of a friend reminded me of a male sub there, that we know on line. Now, my usual taste in subs is of the femsub with masochistic tendencies, or masochistic male subs of the gender bending varieties. I only "play" with male subs occasionally and I hardly ever fuck them. Until last week, I would've said "I never fuck them." So this wasn't really a hookup in the sexy painful sense. He was going to pick me up at the airport, make sure I got where I needed to be and show me around his town for a few days.
The thing is, he really got to me in a Domme sense. Bronn (yes ladies and gents, it was bronntanas, from here.) is very tall, very athletic, very fit. He's not got a gender bending bone in his body. He's a boyscout, altar boy sort of guy. He opens doors and rescues kittens (very cute kittens, by the way! ') ) but still kicks ass when necessary. I thought he was going to be a stoic sort of sub, but he isn't. He's a most responsive young man. The other thing is this. I frequently look at a man and see that he's attractive, but it doesn't usually trigger an erotic response. I like to people watch; I enjoy beautiful things. But, just because I look at a man and sense his attractiveness, but it doesn't make me want to bed him. The more I thought about it, and him, the more I wanted to beat him, tease him, torment him, then lay him on his back and fuck him senseless. I think the wanting to fuck him part was related to the wanting to Domme him part, as I couldn't really get into just taking him to bed. It was like, I only wanted to bed him after I'd controlled him. It was almost a literal 'carrot and the stick' situation.
I think a large part of wanting this was the strangeness of the intended encounter. It was like a personal mindfuck to see if I could bring this man to his knees, this man who was totally different from my usual tastes. Another large part of it was the fact that the man is big. I'm about 5 and and a half feet tall and 130 pounds. He's 6 and a half feet, or thereabout, and weighs in about 190. The thought of little ole me controlling this big person was incredibly arousing. Just thinking about it sent the Domme hormones rushing about. Picturing it in my mind made my nipples and other perky bits stand at attention. I wanted to see if I could do it. And as an added challenge, or bit of weirdness, I wanted to do it without any bondage involved! That's a big thing for me; I'm a bondage freak. But I wanted strictly mental bondage, I wanted to control him by my force of will, to take his submissive streak and use it for a leash.
Bronn is a gentleman. He knew I don't usually go for his type, and from what I can see, it never even crossed his mind to hit on me. That just made it worse. The inherent submission in the fact that he knew what my preferences were and chose not to do a thing even when there was one point when we were at a pub and I knew he was having "issues". He just blushed madly and smiled when I noticed it and politely asked if we could sit down for a bit. Later that night, he asked me what I had in mind for the following afternoon and evening and I decided to go for broke and told him what I wanted. He blushed and stammered (It was so cute!) and reminded me he's pretty inexperienced at "all that, any of that.." but if I was willing....
I already knew my current girl was okay with it, as we had discussed it when I talked to her earlier. She just said to take pics please! She was actually relieved that it was a guy; another female would have caused some stress for her. I don't think I would've considered this if it was a female for that very reason.
The next day we went to a hardware store and got a couple hundred feet of soft cotton rope. After that, we went back to the hotel and he sat at my feet and I taught him how to braid floggers. We had one with lots of thongs and duct taped ends, one with a medium amount of thongs and knotted ends
, and one with a medium amount of thongs and darned ends. I even let him spend the night. Another weird one for me. But he was a bit spacey and I wasn't sending him home to deal with that. So he just called the roommate and reminded him to feed the kittens in the morning and went to sleep.
The next morning was more fun and games, before I had to leave for London. I left the floggers there for him, since he doesn't have a toybag to speak of (he's that new!) and I can always make more if I need too.
But anyway, I had a question or two before I went off into my happy scene reminisce.
PYLs, have you ever been attracted to a sub that was not your usual type, and if you were, did you act on your desire? Did you enjoy it as much as you thought you would? Was it better or worse than your expectations? And of course, as much extraneous detail about the experience as you wish to tell would be just marvy!
Oh, and another question. Bronn is very much a sub, very compliant and worked very hard to please to me. But still the situation demanded my A game, as AA would say. I usually bring my A game anyway, but it was one of the most demanding scenes I've done in a long time. So if you have ever done this, was it more or less demanding than usual? My girl is also very submissive, but she has issues with her sexuality and her submissiveness. Sometimes we have a 3 way power struggle going on. She's fighting her own demons for control and simultaneously trying to surrender that control to me, and it can be really hard work for both of us. Bronn doesn't have these issues that she has, so in a sense it would seem he would have been easier to work with. But I was just as tired (in a good way!) after working with him as I usually am with her.
I just got back from a spring break trip, that got extended somewhat and I ended up in Ireland for a few days. A friend of a friend reminded me of a male sub there, that we know on line. Now, my usual taste in subs is of the femsub with masochistic tendencies, or masochistic male subs of the gender bending varieties. I only "play" with male subs occasionally and I hardly ever fuck them. Until last week, I would've said "I never fuck them." So this wasn't really a hookup in the sexy painful sense. He was going to pick me up at the airport, make sure I got where I needed to be and show me around his town for a few days.
The thing is, he really got to me in a Domme sense. Bronn (yes ladies and gents, it was bronntanas, from here.) is very tall, very athletic, very fit. He's not got a gender bending bone in his body. He's a boyscout, altar boy sort of guy. He opens doors and rescues kittens (very cute kittens, by the way! ') ) but still kicks ass when necessary. I thought he was going to be a stoic sort of sub, but he isn't. He's a most responsive young man. The other thing is this. I frequently look at a man and see that he's attractive, but it doesn't usually trigger an erotic response. I like to people watch; I enjoy beautiful things. But, just because I look at a man and sense his attractiveness, but it doesn't make me want to bed him. The more I thought about it, and him, the more I wanted to beat him, tease him, torment him, then lay him on his back and fuck him senseless. I think the wanting to fuck him part was related to the wanting to Domme him part, as I couldn't really get into just taking him to bed. It was like, I only wanted to bed him after I'd controlled him. It was almost a literal 'carrot and the stick' situation.
I think a large part of wanting this was the strangeness of the intended encounter. It was like a personal mindfuck to see if I could bring this man to his knees, this man who was totally different from my usual tastes. Another large part of it was the fact that the man is big. I'm about 5 and and a half feet tall and 130 pounds. He's 6 and a half feet, or thereabout, and weighs in about 190. The thought of little ole me controlling this big person was incredibly arousing. Just thinking about it sent the Domme hormones rushing about. Picturing it in my mind made my nipples and other perky bits stand at attention. I wanted to see if I could do it. And as an added challenge, or bit of weirdness, I wanted to do it without any bondage involved! That's a big thing for me; I'm a bondage freak. But I wanted strictly mental bondage, I wanted to control him by my force of will, to take his submissive streak and use it for a leash.
Bronn is a gentleman. He knew I don't usually go for his type, and from what I can see, it never even crossed his mind to hit on me. That just made it worse. The inherent submission in the fact that he knew what my preferences were and chose not to do a thing even when there was one point when we were at a pub and I knew he was having "issues". He just blushed madly and smiled when I noticed it and politely asked if we could sit down for a bit. Later that night, he asked me what I had in mind for the following afternoon and evening and I decided to go for broke and told him what I wanted. He blushed and stammered (It was so cute!) and reminded me he's pretty inexperienced at "all that, any of that.." but if I was willing....
I already knew my current girl was okay with it, as we had discussed it when I talked to her earlier. She just said to take pics please! She was actually relieved that it was a guy; another female would have caused some stress for her. I don't think I would've considered this if it was a female for that very reason. The next day we went to a hardware store and got a couple hundred feet of soft cotton rope. After that, we went back to the hotel and he sat at my feet and I taught him how to braid floggers. We had one with lots of thongs and duct taped ends, one with a medium amount of thongs and knotted ends
, and one with a medium amount of thongs and darned ends. I even let him spend the night. Another weird one for me. But he was a bit spacey and I wasn't sending him home to deal with that. So he just called the roommate and reminded him to feed the kittens in the morning and went to sleep.The next morning was more fun and games, before I had to leave for London. I left the floggers there for him, since he doesn't have a toybag to speak of (he's that new!) and I can always make more if I need too.
But anyway, I had a question or two before I went off into my happy scene reminisce.
PYLs, have you ever been attracted to a sub that was not your usual type, and if you were, did you act on your desire? Did you enjoy it as much as you thought you would? Was it better or worse than your expectations? And of course, as much extraneous detail about the experience as you wish to tell would be just marvy!
Oh, and another question. Bronn is very much a sub, very compliant and worked very hard to please to me. But still the situation demanded my A game, as AA would say. I usually bring my A game anyway, but it was one of the most demanding scenes I've done in a long time. So if you have ever done this, was it more or less demanding than usual? My girl is also very submissive, but she has issues with her sexuality and her submissiveness. Sometimes we have a 3 way power struggle going on. She's fighting her own demons for control and simultaneously trying to surrender that control to me, and it can be really hard work for both of us. Bronn doesn't have these issues that she has, so in a sense it would seem he would have been easier to work with. But I was just as tired (in a good way!) after working with him as I usually am with her.
