my Predator…

PredatorShe enjoys playing the predator… Her aggressiveness is what drew me to Her. Well, actually, that pretty smile, nice, muscular legs and the way She carries Herself is what got my attention. The aggressive nature was a definite turn on! She turned heads where ever She appeared… Men AND women tended to do a double take whenever she passed by and i was no exception! Continue reading “my Predator…”

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The Next One

NextShe’s sitting on the edge of the bed, admiring my stoic stance as I look into Her eyes. Her athletic legs inches from my body. The ache that I am feeling is due to those muscular calves being within reach. And I am unable to feel the muscularity and the femininity of them. She knows this. She enjoys teasing me beyond belief. She definitely has a hard, sadistic, evilness to Her, yet, has the face, body and mannerisms of the most elegant Queen. She understands Her power and knows that it’s one of my weaknesses. Of course, She takes advantage EVERY TIME, even when She sends me photos of Her and Her magnificent legs. Anyway….. Continue reading “The Next One”

At Her Mercy

At Her MercyShe has him on his knees, looking adoringly in Her eyes. His fascination with Her dominance is only superseded by his love for Her natural beauty. Soft, silky, long curly locks, flawless skin and an intoxicating smile. He is as enamored with Her Sadistic prowess as he is with the creative, wild and unexpected imagination that comes along with it. The thoughts and fantasies that have lived in his head for years is slowly being imagined now and in some ways, he hopes he’s able to start living out a few of them. In conversation, She has expressed the type of scenarios he didn’t think possible. He loves that…. Continue reading “At Her Mercy”

Sexual Abuse

AbuseThe thought of being sexually abused is both frightening and exciting. But, it may not go in the way i would anticipate or hope for. In my mind, i enjoy role reversal to the max. Well, not only in my mind, but, in general. i take on the role of always being subservient to the sexual needs and wants of the One who owns me. To pleasure Her at any given time at Her direction, for as long as She wants me to. If my efforts aren’t to Her liking, She punishes me until i get it right. And even when i get it right, it is Her right to punish me because She just may want to. Continue reading “Sexual Abuse”

The Conquering

The ConqueringWhat She doesn’t realize is that when i challenge Her, i am actually challenging myself… i never want to win….. i just want any and everything that i ever imagined, to be realized and then surpassed… i go to Her, knowing She can take me beyond my limits… And then bring me to Hers…. i can’t be conquered if She is afraid of conquering…

i REALLY want my fears to be realized… i NEED to fear Her… What good is submitting when She doesn’t want someone to submit to Her? Continue reading “The Conquering”

The Taste of Moistness

MoistnessThey have said the thirst is real…  i am living proof of that. There is nothing sweeter than having the wetness of a Woman in my mouth. The steps taken to get a Woman to the point of Her gaining excitement on a sexual level is one i do enjoy. The attraction is natural. It’s the action that brings Her to the point of wanting me inside of Her. OR, at the very least, wanting my tongue, finger, any object that will help satisfy Her sensual urges. Continue reading “The Taste of Moistness”

My Journey of Dominance (Conclusion)

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The Journey of Dominance

After that recommendation, I decided to pursue another houseboy position as this Mistress wasn’t the type of Mistress that I envisioned serving. I heard about an organization named The Eulenspiegel Society (TES). At the time, I was young and most of the members were at least (Well, they looked) 20 years older than me, so it was a little intimidating and they weren’t very inviting to someone who didn’t ‘look’ like them. But I joined and they also hosted parties and the first event I went to was at a dungeon that had just opened and I decided to go, as I might meet some people I can talk to. This was the best move I could make as I offered my services during the party to the Headmistress of the new dungeon and she accepted. After the party ended, I stayed to clean and make the place look good and at that moment, I asked if I could leave and she asked for my pager number as they had a party scheduled the next night. She never called but that Monday at precisely 5 PM (I remember because I was leaving my job at the time of the page) I received the page that changed my life. She offered me the position I had been seeking and I became an official houseboy! Continue reading “My Journey of Dominance (Conclusion)”