your first Dom/me?

WriterDom

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I got an email from someone yesterday saying something like, it was 5 years ago this weekend that I first knocked on your door. It seems like yesterday in some respects, and so long ago in others.

Is there something about your first bdsm relationship that you still hold special?

It was my first also, and a part of me feels like a part of her will be mine forever. She's married, and I hope she is happy.
 
Well. It's hard to answer this question as I'm not sure why exactly I remember it so well.

Meaning, that I'm not sure if it was because of the BDSM aspect that I remember it so well, or the events leading up to that and the fact that I was all out in love with her.

I'm not going to elaberate on it anymore as it is somewhat painful to think about.
 
WriterDom said:
...Is there something about your first bdsm relationship that you still hold special?...

yes yes yes, though it was only a telephone/internet 'relationship' every bit of it is still in my heart~~~
I think of that connection often & though it was wrought with questions and the ending~so much pain, I still attribute it to my newfound faith in Love/truth~~ that relationship changed my life!
 
My first dominant introduced me to the stories here at Lit. I found the forums all by myself. LOL.
The first time is always special. When he started spanking me, all I could think was: finally. It was such a relief to experience what I had been yearning for and to find that I really did like it. He's a nice guy and I hear from him o.nce in a while. We were both new to this. Over time, he decided that he was a switch and I couldn't find it within myself to dominate him. I had no clue how to even begin. We parted as friends. I sincerely hope he's happy.
 
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my Master is the first and only Dominant i have ever had and hopefully the only i will ever have.
 
We remain in each other's lives, some days more awkwardly or painfully than others....we've had a year of silence, then picked up as though it were yesterday.... We will never not love each other in our memories and in the place where we once were.
It wasn't the healthiest relationship in the world, we'd qualify without trying for Dr. Phil ....but yes, I hold it special and some of the best parts of me are because of him and the gifts he gave me and allowed me to give to him.

shay
 
Master is my one and only relationship through choices I made before beginning to search. For me it was something about not finding I could imagine submitting in a real sense to one, then a few months/years later doing it again, and again until I felt, as for me it would, submission had lost it's specialness. Bit like the old idea of saving your virginity for your wedding night I guess.

I think for me there are a few moments which stand out. First the moment of meeting in the international terminal where he wrapped his arms around me and fastened my collar as I amazingly remembered the words of submission he wanted to hear. I was lost for moments there where the people all around faded away. The next was that same night when we arrived at our apartment for the next few days and he inspected his property, voiced his appreciation, then led me into the submission I longed for and gave me the most exquisite night of control, domination, and pain until my body was vividly coloured from neck to knees and pleasantly exhausted.

The next really outstanding moment was a couple of months ago when I voluntarily, and without any discussion, gave him my total submission in the true sense of the word where no limits would remain except those he had. We had previously been in that stage but with restrictions....they being that he would take things into consideration and allow me time to adjust to certain expectations....that now is not an expectation of mine, though he may choose to follow it at times, as I have removed my right to be gently guided through steps to completion. It has completed the final stage in the TPE.

Catalina :rose:
 
This is kind of hard to put into words so if its not making sense let me know. My first Master is what i base my search for a Master on. He taught me my needs and how to find what i needed safely. He taught me what type of person could give me that. To me he is someone that is and always will be perfection in my eyes. He opened the door to my life and let me begin living it. How do you put into words what that means to you? I cant ,but i think you get the idea
 
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