I used to have the worst time focusing at work and sleeping at night the few days before I would see my male Dom. I had this amazing nervous energy from simultaneously being incredibly excited and terrified at the same time. It was more of an exhilarated terror, like the moments before a plunge on a rollercoaster. I would wonder if this is how my subs would feel a day before they were to present themselves to me? I really hope so…
Since I moved to my current city, I was introduced to BDSM and have tried a lot of things. I can’t explain why, but I seem to gravitate towards male fuck-buddies, male subs, and female doms. I love male doms, they get me so hot, but, honestly, the sessions usually turn into sex far too quickly for my liking. I would be very interested in meeting a male dom who had the patience to tease me for more than five minutes before stuffing their cock inside of me. One of my first Doms had a padded spanking bench that he would handcuff me to and then, after maybe 10 minutes of teasing and spanking, penetrate me. I mean, don’t get me wrong, getting fucked while mounted on a barrel horse is otherworldly, but I want to be DENIED until I simply cannot stand it anymore. I want to drool into my ball gag and cry because I’m so horny and teased right to the edge of my own sanity! He was really good at yelling, which was super-hot, and the session certainly didn’t end after I was penetrated, but once he came, the intensity of the session was just lacking. In my experience, female doms tend to take their time, draw out the event, and know exactly when to push me beyond where I have ever been while still keeping me safe. Maybe it’s time I try with a male dom again… maybe someone a little older. I mean, I would be seriously disappointed if my male dom didn’t cum, but I want the finale at the end.
Now, before my sessions, I would have a two-day ceremony in preparation. Naturally, I’d get a Brazilian the day before and have a nice yoga session both days in order to ensure my flexibility is where I need it to be in case my dom decides to put me in a restrained split for half an hour and tease me (yum!). The day of the session I try to limit both my food and water intake.
I certainly don’t dehydrate myself, but I usually drink in the vicinity of 3 to 4 litres of water per day—I exercise intensely and it’s very healthy. But, as a result, I typically pee every other hour, so I tone my water down considerably to fully enjoy my sessions without needing to break the entire experience to use the ladies room (and no, I flat out don’t want to pee during my session—not for me). Just before I arrive, I shower, get a blow-out, and take extra care doing my make-up (I could write a whole post on how to wear make-up while being dominated. I’d almost describe it as “beach makeup” or the way I would wear make-up to the gym if I planned on bumping into a guy that I wanted to ask me out, but I still wanted to get in a solid workout). But, most importantly, while I’m being dom’d, I want to look like a fucking fallen angel—gorgeous and evil.
Since I started writing this piece, I’ve been playing my favorite sessions over and over in my mind. Just for now, I’ll just dip a little into one of my favorites. I spoke to my dom, and I don’t have permission to divulge any details about her, but I can talk about our sessions in an abstract way. She has some wonderful furniture and my absolute favorite is her hoist… when she puts me in it, suspended from the ceiling… facing down with my legs force-spread with the soles of my feet high and flat. I don’t know why, but when she tortures my feet… it’s so hot! I drip! She has a Wartenberg wheel that she runs on the soles of my feet while she vibrates my pussy with this incredibly powerful Hitachi Magic Wand… but then she stops just before I explode! Ugh! The agony! I scream into my ball gag and she silences me by zapping my tender soles with her violent wand. I wiggle and grunt… bounce my ass while I’m suspended in the chains… I am such a brat when I’m chained from the ceiling and brought within an inch of my orgasm and then cruely denied. But my dom knew exactly how to handle me. It would be so difficult for me to see what she was doing because I was, indeed, hung from the ceiling like superman… my tits pointing down and my face forced to stare away from her. She would quickly flick the on/off switch of the violent wand so I wouldn’t know if she switched it off or not… then she would play “Russian Roulette” with me… she’d say, “Is it on or off, Alice?” then touch the tip to my feet… sometimes I’d get zapped, other no… then, if I kept being a brat she would play the “on/off game” but touch the tip to my exposed little pussy or my asshole. She has NEVER zapped my tender bits, but just the terror… the seriousness of her voice… I would desperately pant trying to calm myself down. What made it amazing was I would completely believe her when she’d say, “bounce your ass one more time and I’ll flick this on and zap your pussy!”
We would always finish with her wearing a strap-on and using the hitachi on me. It was so intense that I’d be drooling with that ball in my mouth. The only way it possibly could have been hotter is if she actually had a cock. Even though any woman who knows what it feels like to have their vagina penetrated can do a spectacular job stretching out my little 23-year-old Latina pussy with a toy… it still doesn’t feel as amazing as a real cock. Not to mention the immaculate satisfaction you get when you cause that cock to spurt cum. Maybe I should look into being dominated by a couple so I could get the perfect combination of my intense tease and still get to catch those ropey hot strings of cum… I’m so wet just thinking about this… I need to beg my dom to see me ASAP!
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pqlhih/f23bi_opinion_why_fdom_is_better_than_mdom