This is all I ever really wanted – a concubine. Look it up, there’s a whole wikipedia page dedicated to the topic, it’s actually impressive. It’s got sections separated by continent that span all of human history. You cannot tell me for a second that there aren’t women who have been specifically bred for this one purpose all across the globe.Sultans, kings, despots, conquerors, pimps, and global elites keep entire harems of them. But I just want one. All for me.
What makes a concubine special is that she knows that she’s not going to be my wife. I already have one of those. That’s average and let’s face it – can be pretty boring. Don’t get me wrong. It’s not that I am in a loveless marriage. But the history of concubinage does not have the breadth and depth it does because of unhappy marriages. Marriages serve a social purpose, a projection for others that they expect to see.
A concubine though? She gets to have all of the fun. She climbs and crawls between being seen and unseen. She appears as instructed and when she does she turns the heads of those who do, wondering who she is, where she came from, what she looks like under that gorgeous outfit, and who is she here for or with. Then just as quickly she disappears. To where? No one else seems to know. But I do. You disappear exactly to where I tell you to, because that is where I told you to meet me.
You can’t help yourself that you enjoy the thrill of it all, the little tests of obedience I give you. The way you suck my cock in the basement of the building that the mundane social dinner I’m at is being held. The way you catch my eye just for the briefest of moments while my wife talks up the others at the table, fulfilling her purpose just as you are fulfilling yours. The way that I inspected your body and the way you prepared yourself for me before pulling out my cock for you to milk its cum, your special privilege and honor. And if I want to make your mascara run down your pretty face messing it all up by pressing my cock into the back of your throat you’ll gladly open it up and let your eyes roll into the back of your head when you do. Maybe that’s where I cum, draining it down your neck so that you never even get a taste, or maybe I pull out covering your face in a hot sticky creamy mess. You’ll take it anyway that you get it. That’s how concubines do it. You have your pretty little purse which is filled with all the necessary supplies to clean up and reapply. And when you return back up and cross the room of the main event, you see me sitting in my chair again, as if I never left, no one the wiser, but with one well-serviced cock.
You are so much more than just a good cocksucker though. She’s a keeper of secrets, loyal, obedient, and dedicated to the core. A good concubine knows that she is living and breathing property of me, your daddy and dominant all wrapped up in one. And you know true submission requires not your body, but your mind. As much as I appreciate what your body offers me and take advantage of it regularly, it is your mind where I spend so much of my time. As a concubine you are more than a mere slut who goes around sucking any cock for any reason. You are a vessel waiting to be filled, not with just cum (although that too). You are like a beautiful home – the sort others walk by and admire, a work of architectural wonder. But all beautiful houses need to be lived in to be truly a home. You need maintenance and care and to look as beautiful inside as you are on the outside because we all know what happens to homes that aren’t lived in. And with me inside of you, everything has its perfect order.
Even more is the fact that I’m easily two decades older than you, more than twice your age. Concubines are probably the reason why so many girls like men who are just so much older than them. How I maneuver through your mind at first feels both strange and new, yet frightening and exhilarating. And this is where so many girls stop because in this day and age it’s not as socially accepted as it once was to be what you feel deep in your core that you are. But you… you push further and let me in deeper than you ever let anyone else in. Because you know this is who you are. You were meant to serve.
In time you realize that you walk with more confidence and you feel more assured because I have worked myself so deeply into your mind that I have permanently rewired your brain so that you don’t know how to think for yourself anymore. After I learned everything that was inside I set to training you *how* to think. I’m not going to lie to you – most other people would call this relationship unhealthy, that you’re too dependent on me. But to us it’s intimate, perfect, you’re being molded into the best version of yourself *because* you are serving me. And before long you become deaf to opinions outside of mine. Because although you live to serve me you see that by me thinking for you that you have gained twice the lifetime of experience and that you are becoming more aware of everything at such a faster pace.
I test your loyalty. You know – a true concubine is one who stays and obeys no matter what. Ride or die. If I tell you that I want to fuck your pretty friend, not only will you make it happen, but you will eat my cum out of her pussy. And when I tell you to come over after my wife is asleep you know exactly how to silently slip into the spare bedroom for your use. And when I’ve filled your pussy with so much cum that you become pregnant you don’t freak out or get worried… you’ve actually never been so honored and proud in your life. You’ll lay on your back against my chest tilting your neck back while kissing mine and whispering how you promise to be the best mother to our child. I listen as I rub your belly bump perfectly content and relaxed trusting that I know my concubine knows how to take care of my secret family. All you keep thinking about is how you want to prove to me that you’ll be ready for the next one when it comes.
Where is my little concubine?
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/iwdxmq/mfdomsub_my_little_concubine
Like a god damn sonata.
I appreciate all the upvotes. I do have [a blog](https://mastersluttraining.tumblr.com/) where I write a lot of these thoughts down.