I am a slave and have been seeking to be the treasure of a femdom goddess I admire and respect. In my head and in my heart I understand that the highest form of love is slavery. I want to devote my entire life to my beautiful, brilliant femdom. I want both of our hearts and desires to be fulfilled, and I believe that the best way a slave and femdom can have their hearts and desires fulfilled is to be a perfectly submissive slave to her.
A Perfect slave is a key to a her heart and soul. With loving female authority she fills my soul and guides me on the path to devotion according to the ideologies of Female Supremacy. Understanding that and being lowly, I have decided to spend my life in the pursuit of the femdom goddess of my dreams and with truth and dignity be completely transparent about my desire to be a perfectly submissive slave.
Tag: Female Dominant
“Good Boy”
I never expected anyone I know to find out that I enjoyed being humiliated by women, but I’m glad they did. When my friend Lauren sent me a screenshot of my Fetlife account, I nearly had a heart attack. No one was supposed to know about that, and yet there it was on my screen with all of my kinks on display, including my desire to meet a dominant woman to use me. As scared as I was, the idea that Lauren knew my secret was kind of exciting. I had always found her very attractive, she was a tall emo girl, probably around 5’9 and had the whole aesthetic going, short black hair, a pierced lip, and always wore dark makeup and heavy eyeliner. Her following text was very light, just teasing me and telling me I should probably change my profile picture any case anyone else saw it. I laughed it off thinking the moment had passed, and went on with my day.
The Last Submissive-A Femdom.Dating Testimonial
We met on Femdom.Dating. My profile was male submissive, she was (obviously) a female dominatrix. Her profile picture was of a pair of long, perfectly sculpted legs in fishnet hose; on her feet, four-inch black patent leather high heels. I instantly wanted to get down on my knees and worship their owner.
I couldn’t believe she wrote me first. The way it mostly goes on BDSM websites is that you write to a dozen mistresses, hear back from one, and ‘she’ turns out to be a ‘he’—some asshole jerking around male submissives around for shits and giggles. Unfortunately, our alternate, kinky universe attracts a perverse collection of posers and scam artists who cycle through dozens of profiles each month, ripping images of sexy models from the Internet and luring the unwary sub with phony profiles.
After a while, you can spot the fakes; frequently, they recycle the same boilerplate text, only using a different image of some porn star or a pretty girl off of Facebook. The alternate lifestyle websites try to detect and delete these fake profiles, but it’s impossible to keep up with the deluge.
So, it comes down to “let the member beware.” You really have no idea who you’re dealing with or where they are located. It might be some African teenager pretending to be a voluptuous blonde from Sweden. These scam artists prey on innocent submissives who long to obey their Master/Mistress, think it’s real and before long they’re hooked. Once the D/s relationship is established, they get reeled in like a fish on a line: “My husband died of liver cancer and I need help, wire money, slave.”
Submissives rightly become jaded and wary. And yet . . . and yet . . . hope springs eternal.
For me, hope paid off. Mistress Hunter’s message leaped from my laptop like an arrow shot through the heart. Why? Because it was obvious that she had actually read my profile and that she was a real lifestyle Mistress . . . one with a plan.
She wrote:
“Hello slave, you state you want to experience true submission to a dominant woman, and that you want it to be real, more than a scene. You seem sincere and your profile suggests a certain depth of character. I’m currently in my selection process for a new submissive. I prefer candidates from the Metro D.C. area, and will review them over the next week, so do not delay. You must respond via the email address below. Enter ‘Candidate 46’ in the subject line. Attach a recent face photo and your real-life job résumé. Write a short essay explaining why you seek this position and list any prior BDSM experience. You will address me as ‘Ms. Hunter’ in all correspondence.”
Boy-Kitten [FM] [FDom] [pet] [feminisation]
I have behaved myself this week. I shaved every day, my body as well as my face, and I washed myself with the oils, as she requested. My skin is softer, I think and silky smooth. I made sure to stay respectful when she spoke to me, and not to stare at her in a manner unbecoming to my station. That’s what she calls it: my “station”. I went shoe shopping with her, and I sat ever so still while the sales assistant helped me to find a pair of heels. He was incredulous at first, made a point of calling me “Sir”, but she corrected him, and I think he was enjoying himself by the end. I focused on my breathing and I sat quietly, even though I was blushing furiously, even though I saw him smirk at my delicately painted toes; at the thin silver chain with a love-heart, stamped with her name, that hangs around my ankle.
Femdom Games-So Many Ways To Humiliate The Submissive Man In Your Life
Humiliation Femdom games are designed to create that place where males feel deeply submissive to their Femdom. Here are some random Femdom humiliation game ideas for Femdom women to use on their submissive men. As a consensual, negotiated, fun, happy, loving Femdom role playing game. These ideas could be used in various Femdom games. A couple roll the dice or spins the wheel to see where his future lies. Someone mentioned using the daily lottery numbers for determining the ‘Femdom punishment of the day.
List of Femdom teases:
-Strip naked while you keep your Femdom clothes on.
-Have him kneel before you and kiss your feet.
-Order him to address you as Mistress.
-Order him to lick your asshole.
-Tie his hands and have him undress you with his mouth/teeth.
-Enforce orgasm denial on him for extended periods of time. If he disobeys you by cumming, punish him harshly.
-Tie his balls with a string and a slip noose at the end, tighten it around the penis and pull on it and shake it and lead him around the house with it..whatever you want to do.
-Show your Femdom slave your panty crotch and make him smell it but he can’t touch you.
-Tie your Femdom slave spread eagled to the bed and tease him for hours using sex toys such as a feather tickler.
The Cabin Adventure P3 [light FDOM] [MFF] [oral] [anal]
After a short rest, Sophie got herself dressed and headed out of the room. As she closed the door she looked back at me and said “Get yourself cleaned up and get out here for breakfast.”
I got myself out of bed and headed to the bathroom to take a shower. I knocked on the door twice just to make sure Amy wasn’t in there still. Assured that she wasn’t, I headed in. Sophie had put away all of our toiletries into the drawers in the bathroom. Needing my shampoo I started opening drawers to see where she had put it.
The first drawer I opened I recognized as Sophie’s. I opened the second one and quickly realized it was Amy’s. As I was closing it I noticed something flesh colored peeking out from under her belongings. I hesitated for a second before deciding to investigate. What I found was a large, thick, realistic dildo with a suction cup at the end. I quickly put it back into place and my mind started racing.
My Femdom Dominatrix Uses And Abuses Me
Several years ago, I was serving a Femdom Dominatrix who used to rent me out to Her Friends. I’m a decorator, so I would work for Them or be used in any way They saw fit. My Femdom Dominatrix taught me to respect ALL women. When I was rented out or if She had Friends around, I was to always treat them with the utmost respect. When I was being rented by someone, my Femdom ordered me to treat Them as my Owner and to do exactly what They ordered me to do, no matter what the requests.
My wishes or needs counted for nothing and I understood and accepted that They would have the absolute right to use me in any way They wanted to. I would have nothing to say in the matter. The only caveat was that They should not harm me. On one occasion I was forced to allow 2 Shemale Friends of my Femdom Dominatrix to use me as She had lost a bet and I had to pay the forfeit. I was used and humiliated and then thrown out late at night, soaked in sweat and cum. Anyway, my Femdom Dominatrix had ordered me to go to one of Her Friend’s homes to do some decorating.
I arrived and rang the doorbell and waited………and waited. Eventually the door opened and to my surprise my femdom was the one who opened it. She ushered me in and closed the door behind me. She pointed to where I should kneel and I did so and waited. My femdom cuffed my hands behind me, fitted me with a collar and leash and undid my trousers pulling them down around my ankles. I was then led down the hall and into the lounge where the two Shemales that had fucked me before were waiting. I then realized what was going to happen to me and the fear and excitement I felt was very evident by the blood rushing to my cock!
Finding The Femdom Mistress Of Your Dreams
The first thing you need to understand about meeting a femdom mistress is that in spite of theories to the contrary, mistresses are people too, and they pretty much like the same things that most other people like. Among these things a femdom mistress wants respect.
I’m not talking about giving them the fawning, self-debasing awe that we see in personal ads – you know what I am talking about, “Most high femdom mistress whose toe funk I am unworthy to sniff …” Praise of this kind can be taken to the extremes of hilarity, and is a fun game to play once established in a relationship. I am talking about simple, common (I often wonder exactly how common) respect that all people deserve: respect for her intelligence, respect for her personality, and just plain old personal respect. The second thing you need to understand about mistresses is that they are women (and I wonder if there isn’t a little girl inside some of them). I imagine that they like to be treated like women. Finally, they are dominant females. They can also be a number of other things in between including mothers, gardeners, computer programmers, bicyclists, book readers, and sports fans – all the more levels on which you can relate to them.
Breakfast is Served [MF][FDom][msub][denial][chastity]
Inspired by a picture from/u/taco_kitten. Link in comments.
Today is the day; the day you promised; the day I have spent these months waiting for; the day which has filled my every waking moment ever since That Day…
…That Day, yes. I suppose that’s the place to start; the Day everything changed.
I’m a successful businessman, running a small property agency with a few branches across the country. From the one property I started with, I now manage a portfolio of over a thousand properties, worth over a hundred million, and turning over more than ten million a year, as well as sales and rentals on behalf of clients. I don’t say this to boast, at least not anymore, merely to give you an idea of me, and how easy it is for me to have anything I want. I live well, play hard, and fuck; or at least I did.
On That Day I was in my office just as any other. Business was good, there was little for me to do these days; I was preparing to head home for the afternoon. There came a knock at my door, my assistant stuck her head in; “there’s someone here to see you, Sir. I know you weren’t expecting anyone, but she insisted.”
My Life Dedicated To Femdom Servitude
It started out with simple oral sex videos. I always liked to please a women. These quickly became face-sitting videos, instantly pulling me into the femdom scene. The urge to submit was deeply embedded in me. My mind was reprogrammed after participating in femdom hypnosis sessions under the influence of a lot of drugs. I have since made a stronger bond to the femdom lifestyle every time I indulge in coerced intoxication. The Divine Goddess’s hold over me is undoubtedly powerful. I now find myself instantly aroused whenever presented with the opportunity to serve a real Goddess. Even if the task given to me is to sexual satisfy another man.
It is truly unbelievable to think that I have been straight all my life but. Now, I have been trained to worship cock and swallow every drop of cum I come in contact with. I now have a deep desire to whore myself out and offer all my earnings as a tribute to a superior Goddess. The Goddesses have conditioned me to obey at all costs. I live to serve and obey a Goddess. I do this by making regular tributes to my Goddess and purchasing Her gifts on amazon to express my devotion. All of the ‘harmless’ femdom mind control videos I hastily purchased and watched have had very real ramifications on my life.