Taking the reins

There are times in your life when things are simply out of sorts. You don’t know necessarily which way to go, but you simply cannot be where you are. So, when stuck with the desire to be “anywhere but here,” you are, of course, commanded to go somewhere, but where? While, in many ways, it really doesn’t matter, but because any movement accomplishes your goal, you still feel like one way should be right. Of course, in order to make that movement, you also need to know that you need to. Which, ultimately is point on which everything has pivoted.

In the past, I have protested about us not being a D/s couple, and this not being a D/s blog. But, times change. Mina had taken it upon herself to introduce me to Marcello’s blog. Of course, you can lead a horse to water, but you can’t make a male read a blog. However, hitting a boring patch at work, I wandered over on the iPhone and did some reading. The perspective of a male submissive was fascinating, in that I could identify with him enough as another man to really make headway into understanding his point of view as a submissive. Eventually, Mina’s wishes began to fall into place in my mind, and what she needed.

In a lot of ways, I had always viewed the extent of one’s dominance in terms of their willingness to do more “extreme” things to their submissive. This is largely a consequence of having read the work of other doms in blogland whose attitude and actions towards their submissives were intrinsically repellent to me. The act of cutting or piercing Mina is something that seems to run aground of some reef of morality in my psyche. But I began to see, in the things I agreed and disagreed with in Marcello’s writing, another way.

And so, what I needed to do for Mina instead of increasing the brutality of my dominance was to increase the completeness of it. Of course, that’s what she wants. The bigger question would be, what do I want? I am the Dom, after all. The honest answer was that I simply couldn’t be sure, but I was deeply intrigued to find out. So, I came home, and made a decision. It was time to own Mina.

Inspired by one of Marcello’s posts, I simply walked in, and claimed her life. I told her, in the simple calm voice of a man who has no doubt he shall be obeyed, to tell her internet friends she had to go. I promptly collared her, stripped and ordered her to lie in bed naked and blindfolded, and not to move, during which time I wrote this post. And then, I came back to the room, and slowly made her aware of my presence, nearly touching her, nearly touching, letting the warmth of my hand radiate, until finally touching her so briefly that she would doubt that she had been touched. Then, it was time to make a series of new demands. I first insisted that she address me as Master, which she did (and continues to). Then I asked her what that made her. “Your slave,” she answered. This I had to correct. Her title is “my submissive.” A slave has no choice about their situation. A submissive chooses to give her will. With this settled, I began her new life with her first order. She was to serve me.

I ordered her onto all fours, and to kiss my feet. Her response was to demurely sink to all fours and begin kissing. This sort of abject humilation was beyond my previous ability to dole out, and now I had an erect cock aching for her at this. I was seriously getting off on this. Now in full control of her every action by what I was willing to command her to do, I was more aroused than ever before. When I finally permitted her to take my cock into her mouth, a stream of precum was wetting my shaft.

I knew I should have better control, but the fact of the matter was, that the only thing I wanted to do right then, was fuck the life out of her, as if by pouring fury into her pussy I could extinguish her free will and make her more completely my submissive. The sex was savage, unhinged and incredible. I came with brutal intensity. She kept her collar on the rest of the night as I basked in the glow of my orgasm and newfound confidence in my position. I could see myself loaning her to a domme for my entertainment, I was that sure of my control of her, and her life. That night I sent her to bed with an orgasm, pleased with my ability to satisfy her when I chose, I came inside her afterward. But the metamorphosis was only beginning.

That night Mina had a dream. After reading about her dream, I decided that I would make it come true that night, so I stopped by the hardware store and bought a chain and carabiners.

As I entered our apartment, she was wearing her collar, as she was expected to. The collar had come with a small heart lock, meant to put on the buckle to keep the collar closed on her neck. I had never used it before, for fear of losing the key during the activities to follow. This time, I ordered Mina to bring me the key, and there in front of her, I transfered it to my keychain. I think I ordered her to present herself, and I took the lock off the leash loop, and transferred it to the buckle. Next I produced the chain and carabiners, and latched the chain to her collar. I had intended to then chain her to the toilet so we could talk about our respective days while I bathed. But, I was suffering from an instant, painful erection like I had not experienced since my days as a young teen seeing his first breasts. So, I decided I would need to fuck her first, and I did, there on the sofa. I put her hand on my erect cock, and told her to get on the floor and suck it. The fact is, that she so good at pleasing my cock with her mouth, that I cannot miss an opportunity to have that pleasure. When I was ready, I told her to lie on the sofa, legs spread. She did so, and I could smell her arousal. And there I fucked her on the sofa, because I didn’t feel like waiting.

With that bit of steam blown off, I then walked her to the bathroom by her chain, and chained her to the toilet and ordered her to draw me a bath. As I bathed, and she dripped sex onto the pillow I had brought for her to sit on, we caught up on our days. I walked her back to the living room and chained her to the table as we ate dinner and watched TV. Leading her back to the bedroom, chaining her to a leg of the bed. From there, she lived out her dream, the heavy chain tugging at her neck as my body raged at her from behind. As a special treat, I pulled out before I came and shot my load against her anus, letting it dribble down the rest of the way.

Her dreams are now my property, as well.

Since then, every act that has made my domination more complete, has only aroused me further. I have found myself incredibly happy as we have become more of a “lifestyle” D/s couple. Friday was her treat day, where she would get to have an orgasm any way she cared to request. Her request was to have me enter her from behind while Lily buzzed against her clit. I chose instead to show her the artistry of fucking by giving her two different interpretations of her request (and two orgasms), the second of which I was simply incapable of experiencing without an orgasm of my own. Such is life. Perhaps Mina will choose to share her night.

In the meantime I have a sense of “coming out of the closet” as a Dom, like I have finally found an identity. I respond to my control of Mina with intense arousal, and I feel a world opening to me. I am, in a simple word, happy.