I like dating dominant men, it’s a sense of thrill knowing that they soon will become my slave.
This story is about a strong, masculine, dominant man I once dated. The ceo and founder of a successful investment company. Used to telling everyone what to do and how to do it.
Every time we would have an intimate moment I would whisper in his ear, seeding ideas of being submissive.
One day I decided he was ready, packed a bag filled with toys, put the straps under the bed in the evening without him noticing, got up nice and early and started preparing. I put on mu corset, leather gloves, did my makeup and hair and laid out all of the toys on the dresser where he could see them, of course covering them with a sheet, I don’t want to spoil the buildup. I slowly and gently strapped his legs down and one arm as well, being careful not to wake him. Then came the point of waking him up, I put on his other hand strap and yanked it titer.
He abruptly woke up, not understanding y he cant move, looked up at me in confusion and as I kneeled down to him shoving the gag into his mouth, things started clicking. He started fighting the straps, trying to mumble something, probably "what the hell, let me go". But it was no use, the straps where soft but firm.
I stood there over him for a while, till he calmed down, which took a while. He started using a softer tone, trying to plead with me, hinting with his head, giving me puppy eyes. So cute, a man being broken. That was the moment I reveled the toys on the dresser, picking up, one by one, the leash, the whip then the nipple clamps, the stringed balls and the but plug and then came at him with a scarf, softly scented with his favorite perfume. On his face was a look of disbelief, shock fear, but his cock was telling a different story. I could see how exited he was, even if his mind couldn’t get a grip yet on what was going on.
I tied the scarf over his eyes and took the whip. First I started running gently over his body, helping him to calm, to feel comfortable and safe. And when I saw his body relaxing and his face quitting I lifted the whip and stuck him with it. He jumped, surprise, again mumbling orders that couldn’t form because of the gag.
Don’t answer back I ordered him and struck him again and again with the whip, not stopping till I heard him whimpering for mercy. I gently cursed his red sore body, kissing it and calming him. He was still hard as a rock, I again ran the whip gently over his body this time letting it stroke his cock as well. I climbed on him and started riding him hard, and every time I saw him giving into the pleasure and feeling safe I struck him again.
After I came I took out the but plug, I brought the small on, after all, he was a beginner. I ran it over his body, down on the legs, around his scrotum and then started poking gently. He clutched and again tried to yell out an order. Again he needed to be put in his place, I raised the whip with my other hand and whipped him again and again, "u should be thanking me im so gentle, so understanding" I yelled at him, still poking gently with the but plug. After a couple of min and his stomach and chest turning red and raw, he succumbed. "thank u" he whimpered behind the gag. "what did u say" I barked at him and brought down the whip, "thank u" he mumbled louder……..