Dominatrix

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He came to me heartbroken and pissed off at the world. A bitter divorce left him in financial ruins and ill prepared for any kind of in-depth relationship. Along with all this he determined that he is a dominant male. I found out that he is not dominant; he just hates women so much that he enjoys feeling powerful in their presence. If he felt himself getting attached to someone before he met me, he would do things to drive her away then blame her for leaving. It has been a vicious cycle.

I've had my share of ups and downs as well but rather than blaming the world I looked inside myself, with the help of a friend. Sometimes people see things in us that we don't know exist. He needs to look inside himself right now and I'm going to help him.

We've dated a few months. I've tolerated his lame, dominant bullshit long enough. I've decided that tonight will be the night to set things straight or turn him loose.

After we went out for supper we stopped for a drink. He flirted with the waitress then laughed when she walked away. "Women eat that shit up." He said in a condescending manner.

I really wondered if I was doing the right thing or if I should just leave him to his miserable detached life. I commented with little expression. "I think you enjoy it too."

"Yeah," he said, "it's fun for a while but it wears off quickly." He looked down at his drink then back up at me. "Are you about ready to leave?"

I returned his glance. "Let's go back to my place."

"Ok," he said as he slid out of the chair, "but you'll have to drink so I don't get picked up for drinking and driving."

I stood my ground. "I think you should drive. I've been drinking too."

He whined. "But if I get picked up and have to pay high risk insurance I won't be able to pay all my bills and child support."

Yet again, I stood my ground. "You should have thought about that before you had a drink. It's time to grow up."

He stared at me with wide-eyes. "Well who the hell lit your tampon string on fire?"

"No one." I paused, "I'm just sick of your sorry excuses. You don't seem to mind the fact that I could get arrested for drinking and driving. If you want to be a man, act like one."

We walked out together. He raised his hand and hailed a cab. "This better?" he said as we got in a cab.

"Much," was all I said as we drove to my home.

When we arrived he paid the driver and we went inside. He dropped on the couch and flipped on the television like he owned the place. I went to the bathroom and pondered how this evening might unfold. I know he has many work and financial commitments to stress him out, but his concealed hatred toward women is what bothers me. I think I realize why he feels this way. All the women he has been involved with rely to heavily on him. I'm the first woman he has met who is self reliant and very independent.

Tonight would be the test to see if I could get into the depths of his soul to figure him out. I went into the bedroom and pulled out a storage case from under my bed. Inside it I have stored the black leathers that I wore when I dominated men in my past. That life is long gone but the memories linger. As I begin to undress and don the leathers a memory of a special man came to mind... he was my first.

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He was in his mid 40's, abundantly handsome, an astute businessman, married with a house on the hill. One would think he had the world by the balls but there was something missing in his life. He met me in a club one night and knew straight away that I was a very strong-willed woman. When he propositioned me to dominant him, I laughed. He pushed me; or rather, he goaded me into the deal. Handing me $500 cash he told me to go buy what I needed and he would meet me next week.

I have to admit, the idea was intriguing so I went out the next day and bought the leathers as well as a crop, flogger, ball gag and a few others toys. As far as dominating someone I did not have a clue so I spent the week reading and learning what I needed to know in my personal crash course. He met me the next week as promised. Handing me a note with an address on it, I met him there.

He informed me that this was his home away from home. I chastised him and told him it was where he went to fuck around on his wife. He laughed and agreed while we walked in together. I carried what I needed in a small pull along suitcase. I was nervous as hell but my personality would not allow me to show it. After we were inside he stood and looked at me. "Did you get what you needed?"

"Yes," I motioned to the suitcase. "It's in here."

He pointed to a door. "You can change in there if you like."

I stared at him a moment then replied. "I will change right here but not until you strip and sit in that chair." I pointed as I spoke.

His eyes lit up, "Yes Ma'am!" Without missing a beat he began to take his business attire off. I was pleased to see his body as well as a nice cock. He sat in the chair and looked at me with an expression that said... 'It's your turn now' Opening the suitcase I removed a soft white rope and walked toward him. He placed his hands on the arms of the chair. I wove the rope around the legs to bind his ankles to it then up to the arms to bind his wrists to it. The remaining rope I wrapped around the back of the chair and his upper torso to keep him completely within the chair.

After I was finished I got out a smaller gauge black rope and wove it around his balls. When he started to get hard I smacked him with my hand until it went down again. After he was limp I bound the shaft with the remaining rope. If he got an erection now he would feel the rope pulling on his balls as well as squeezing under the binding.

I moved away and stripped off my clothing, then donned the leather corset, g-string and thigh-high boots. He had a pained expression on his face when I turned to him. Worried that the binding on his cock may be too tight I reached to adjust it. "NO," he uttered. "It hurts but it feels good."

Speaking sternly I asked him, "Have you ever done this before?"

"No Ma'am." He confessed solemnly.

"Why me?" I quizzed him.

He looked in my eyes. "I knew the moment I spoke to you that you were the one."

"How did you know this?" I hissed at him.

"I just knew." He said softly. "You're tough as nails but sexy as hell, Ma'am."

"Why do you want this?" I demanded of him in a harsh voice.

He whimpered when I tapped the head of his cock with my crop. "I'm tired of always being in charge. I can't take it anymore. I do everything the way I'm suppose to all the time. I need someone to use me."

"So you want to be a whiney ass little bitch?" I inquired.

"It's more than that." He murmured quietly. "I need someone to take all the power and control from me."

"Very well." I said with a smile. "I hope you're ready for this."

"I am," he purred, "more than ready."

I whipped him with the crop and flogger while his cock pulled against the rope binding it. He creamed down his leg and almost pissed himself from the pain. After I was done tormenting him in the chair I untied him and took him into the bedroom. He got on all fours for me while I donned my strap-on dildo. He begged me to fuck him but I played with his ass instead, reaming him for the inevitable. Knowing I wore the strap-on heightened the experience because he knew I could use it at any given moment.

Catching a glimpse of myself in the mirror I realized that I did look rather sexy. My long black hair was pulled up in a ponytail but my 5'11" voluptuous body was absolutely radiant. The heels on the boots put me over 6' tall and very formidable. I have never had a slender slight body but I have never been fat either. Mine is a larger version of the more petite athletic women. 38D breasts were not hard to buy a corset for and they fit well into the form. When I moved about they jiggled slightly with exertion. I noticed his eyes on them more than once.

I looked from the mirror to my hand, which was holding a small vibrator in his ass. He moved back against me enjoying the feel, a far cry from when we first started. His tender ass needed plenty of lubrication and relaxation to take the toy, but now he purred and moaned with excitement when I pulled it out and slid it in again. I pulled the toy out and left him wanting while I grabbed a set of anal beads.

One by one I fed them into his hungry ass. He cried out each time I stuffed one up his butt but soon relaxed. After I was finished I made him roll over. He moved cautiously with the cargo inside his ass and found a comfortable spot. I removed the rope from his cock but left the remainder around his balls, tied it, then added a single drop weight to the cords. I instructed him to stand.

When he stood the weights dropped. He cried out, "Fuck, that was a surprise!"

I walked behind him and pushed him toward the post on the corner of the bed, telling him to hold onto it. I grabbed my flogger and walked behind him wielding it to land on his back. He jumped which made the weights on his nuts swing. "Shit!" he screamed.

"Don't move and that won't happen," I offered in resolution.

He stood and took the flogger like a champion, even when I struck him with my last and hardest blow. I ran my hands over his warm back to soothe it slightly. He held onto the post while I explored further. Reaching around him I felt his hard cock throbbing in my hand. I stroked him. Each time I stroked upward the weights swung too and fro. His pained expression told me he enjoyed it.

I knew I was here to dominate him but I wanted that big fat cock in my pussy with every fiber of my body. I realized I could have it but it would be for my pleasure, not his. I bond his wrists above his head then tied them to the corner post of the bed with him standing upright, facing me. With my height I was able to straddle his cock. I looked into his eyes then began to lower myself. I guided him to my pussy with my hand then watched his face.

He grimaced and groaned when my heat enveloped him. Grinding against his body I used his cock to my advantage. I came so hard I had to catch my breath. He smiled, "You're enjoying this too."

I did not respond to him, but he was right. I was enjoying this more than I had ever imagined I would. My first orgasm was proof positive. I lingered on his cock and rode him again after I caught my breath. Pulling the corset down from my breasts I let them fall free in front of his face. "Suck them." I demanded. I shoved them against his face and nearly suffocated him. Breathing hard he sucked and licked my enormous tits.

Pulling away slightly he pleaded with me. "If you don't stop I'm going to cum."

I reached behind him and grabbed the string on the anal beads and pulled. One of the large beads pried his ass open and popped out. He screamed and panted. I asked him, "Did that help?"

He glared at me, "Yes, Ma'am."

"Good, then you won't mind me having another orgasm." I taunted him. "If you get the urge to cum again there is four more ball up your ass that I can use to remedy the situation."

Riding his cock while standing was becoming tiring. Another orgasm eluded me so I untied him from the post and tossed him on the bed with his wrists still tied together. Straddling his body I crawled on top of him. My heavy breasts slapped at his face when I lowered my pussy onto his cock. Bucking and grinding I finally found my bliss again. He cried out that he felt like he was going to cum. "Do not cum!" I warned him.

When I was finished I crawled off and made him raise his legs in the air. One by one I pulled the beads out of his ass, but not as abruptly as the earlier one. Actually I went very slow making sure to let each bead spread his tight sphincter muscles. I scooped up the strap-on that I had removed earlier and stood at the bedside looking down at him. "Put your legs down and put this strap-on on my body for me!"

He sat up on the side of the bed and began the process. His fingers shook so I asked him, "Are you scared?"

"No, I'm excited." He said quietly.

"Good boy," was all I said to him.

He looked up at me with a radiant smile, "Thank you, Ma'am."

After he had the harness and strap-on in place I grabbed his head and pulled him forward to suck me. His mouth devoured my rubber cock, lapping and sucking it with delight. Obviously I could not feel his administrations because it was not of my body, but I did feel the adoration that he placed in my appendage, while watching him, and that made me feel good. After I felt he had sucked enough I placed a ball gag in his mouth and fastened it around his head. I reassured him. "This is to keep your screams to a minimum but if you are in any distress you can tell me by beating your hand on the bed." I unbound his wrists so he would be free to signal me if need be.

He nodded and sat there waiting. I instructed him to turn around and get on all fours again. His eyes told me volumes as he turned and assumed the position. Raising my hand I landed it on his taunt ass a few times. He flinched and moaned but otherwise stayed the course. The weights on his balls dangled haphazardly, causing him to moan, so I removed them but left the cord wrapped around his balls.

Almost lovingly, I pressed the rubber dildo to his ass and let him take the tip. He pressed against me, willing me to delve deeper. I gauged my entry by his reactions. Once he patted his hand on the bed and I stopped. He nodded when he was ready again. When my 8" dildo was buried in his ass I felt his body relax with a sigh of relief. Holding his hips I slid out and drove it up his ass again.

He screamed under the gag but did not motion me to stop. I began to build momentum and was soon banging his ass. Stopping for a moment I reached under and undid the cord wrapped around his balls. The instant blood flow was painful. He banged his hand on the bed. I held steady for him to regain his composure. He nodded so I resumed my assault on his tight masculine ass.

Driving into him made me feel superior but I know how it feels on the other side so I reminded myself of his compromising position. I stopped and had him roll over for me. Crawling on the bed with him I raised his legs until his ass was rolled upward to me. I slid the dildo in easily while he grimaced. I knew the dildo would bang against his prostate in this position and his orgasm would be powerful.

Wielding my hips against him like a well-oiled machine I pumped the rubber cock up his ass like there was no tomorrow. His head rolled from side to side. I heard his guttural screams hit the ball gag and slowly dissipate. A bluish purple engorged cock lay before me waiting to erupt. I drove the dildo up his ass and reached to stroke him with my hand. When I touched him he lurched and moaned. Finally when I knew he couldn't take much more I told him, "Come now, come for me."

He reached and placed his hand over mine. Guiding me we stroked his cock together. I kept the dildo up his ass and ground it deeper inside moving it all around. He screamed through the gag and tears rolled down his cheeks when he finally let lose a fountain of jism that shot to his chest. After he came he relaxed under my body. I began to slide the dildo from his ass but he motioned me not to.

I held it there for a moment and became pumping into him again. His lifeless body took the cock. He didn't moan or grimace but looked rather peaceful. Grabbing his legs, I pulled his ass to the edge of the bed and stood there fucking his ass again. His semi-flaccid cock lay on his belly and began spurting slowly. Astounded I kept fucking him. Little by little more jism seeped from the tip. His orgasm never ended it continued for a while longer. I drove harder and harder to find his breaking point but he never hit the bed with his hand. My hips were growing tired so I turned and grabbed a larger dildo from the nightstand. As soon as I pulled the strap-on from his quivering ass I pressed the larger one in its place.

He opened his eyes to watch me but did not fight it. Slathering some grease on the toy I began to slip it into his reamed ass. I watched him and gauged my movements on his reactions again. Completely relaxed he took the toy without much distress. Using my hands I pumped it in and out. Using one hand on the toy I grabbed his balls with my other hand and squeezed them gently. He moaned and his cock began to grow again.

When I released his balls he screamed against the gag. Clear liquid began to seep from his cock. He was pissing himself. Each time I thrust the dildo up his ass a shot of piss rolled over his belly and onto the bed. He lay there moaning and crying while his body depleted itself of its bodily fluids. I stopped and told him to get on all fours again. Barely able to hold himself up he rolled over. I tossed the dildo aside and plunged the strap-on up his ass again. Holding onto his hips, with my second wind, I fucked him harder than before.

The other toy had reamed him so well that his ass relented instantly to the strap-on. I reached to the back of his head and unfastened the ball gag. I wanted, no... I needed to hear him. The worst was over, the pain of entry. Now he was experiencing the bliss of being used. He still screamed but it was a scream that spoke of pleasure and pain mixed together. He made sounds that no ordinary man would be permitted to make in a dominant world. He cried and whimpered like a baby at one point but never stopped me.

I drove the strap-on deep into his ass and screamed when a surprise orgasm washed over my body. Hearing me drove him to a frenzy of bucking his ass back against me. The harness drove into my clit, heightening my orgasm. He stroked his cock underneath his belly and came with me. When he collapsed on the bed my strap-on slid out leaving us both breathless.

On wobbly legs I walked to the other room to collect my belongings. He did not move from the bed while I went to shower and change. When I came out he had collected and cleaned all the toys for me. A bit shaken I put everything back in the suitcase and turned to him. I did not approach him because I was still unsure of the emotions I felt. He came toward me and dropped to his knees. Kissing the tops of my feet then looking up at me, "Thank you, Ma'am." I left without a word. We met a few times and he introduced me to a few of his friends in need of the same treatment but that was a long time ago.

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Tonight I dress in my leathers for the first time in years. Something tells me that this man is in need of the same treatment. Time will tell, but it sure feels good to have the corset hugging my body and the flogger in my hand. Stepping into my boots was the icing on the cake. I walked from the bedroom and stood in the doorway to the living room where the television droned on. He heard me and turned, "What the fuck?"

Without missing a beat I spoke, "Get your ass over here. Now."

He got up out of his chair and sauntered toward me. With my boots I towered over his 5'8" frame. He looked up at me. "Well, I'll be damned. You're a dominatrix?"

"Yes," I answered him. "Any objections?"

"None, what so ever." He purred.

"Good, get undressed." I demanded.

He began to undress while his demeanor gradually changed. I knew I was right and tonight he understand that too.

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walkingeaglewalkingeagleabout 16 years ago
Interesting story, Well told!

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