Wednesday, May 30, 2012

The Training Of Miss Jessica (And My Role)

Recently, Miss Beth and a few of Her co-horts (Miss Diana & Mistress Eve) came over for High Tea. Like any other time we have High Tea at our house, I prepared some small sandwiches cut up in 4's to go along with the tea. I served them as they ate and drank, nothing out of the sort as the Women chatted and had a great time. But something odd happened though just after I served dessert. I was cleaning up in the kitchen when Miss Beth called me to join them. It wasn't unusual for Miss Beth for me to join them eventually but She never before dessert was finished. I was a bit worried that I was in trouble as Miss Beth pointed to the open chair at our dining room table. I sat down and every eye in the room looked directly at me, very imtimidating! I figure I messed up and was therefore going to take a serious beating and humiliation from these three Powerhouses!


Fortunately, Miss Beth put me at ease (She knows when I am nervous) and told me I wasn't in trouble which They all laughed at including me. They thank me for High Tea (it was my best one yet according to Mistress Eve) but before I relaxed and joined them, They wanted to talk to me about something. Miss Diana then chimped in how extremely happy She was with how I helped with the training of Her submissive boyfriend Scott so far (more on that in another post) and how impressed She was even though I been serving Her as my second Mistress for the past six years almost. The other Women concurred and wished to tell me about another person They wanted me to help train. I listen intentally as Mistress Eve explained who it was. Bascially, a friend of Her's Daughter, Jessica wishes to work at the Dungeon Studio part-time during college for extra cash (Note: Miss Beth & Miss Diana did something similiar).  She just finished high school though and They wanted Her to take the summer to train with an experienced male submissive for some practice. And universally They agreed that I was the best person for this task. I listened as Mistress Eve told me more about Jessica including how She has a firm grasp of what it takes to be a Dominatrix/Dominate Woman but just needs some experience and a bit of guidance. After They finished speaking, I was asked to speak freely. I told Them that I was honored, humbled, exicted but also a bit nervous about this honor. Miss Beth quickly told me that there was nothing to be nervous about and since it was actually something She really really wanted. Also nothing I do with Miss Jessica this summer will be something I don't have to worry about: Her and Miss Jessica have discussed it all. After They finished again, I agreed to Their terms and as always pledged my undying devotion to Miss Beth and Her Co-Horts. "Good", Miss Beth said.."Because She is on Her way". My heart dropped a bit as the Women giggled. I asked Miss Beth if I could prepare anything for Her. Miss Beth said that was sweet but I should wait for Her.

They finished dessert as we talked and I quickly clean the dining room table and cleaned up as the Women made their way to our living room. As They left, Miss Beth instructed me to wait until Miss Jessica comes and escort Her to the living room..Oh yeah and don't change. I was naked other then a bow tie if you haven't figured it out. I waited for a bit and Miss Jessica eventually arrived. She rung the bell and I answered it. She smiled and extended Her hand, "You must be Matt. I am Jessica" as I opened it in my birthday suit and bowtie. I noticed how confident She was right away as I shook Her hand and it was a pleasure to meet you. I closed the door behind Her, asked if She had any problem finding the house. As She answered, I got down on my knees and removed Her high heels (Jessica was wearing a goregous sundress). I then escorted Her to the living room and asked if She wanted anything. She said She will wait to see what everyone else wanted. As we walked, I couldn't keep my eyes off of Her. Miss Jessica reminded me of a young Lindsay Lohan (think "Mean Girls") but with some Girly Teenage muscles (She rides horses and is a outstanding gymnist who worksout regularly). I presented Miss Jessica to the room and They hugged hello before sitting down. I asked if I could get anyone an afternoon cap? The Women discussed it for a moment and Miss Beth instructed me to get a nice white wine from our collection.

I went to the basement and grab a bottle of white wine (picked a nice sweet Italian wine) from our small wine fridge; got the serving tray and four glasses, opened the wine and brought it over to Them. I then served all of Them before kneeling on our four's to become a piece of furniture. Miss Beth then put the serving tray on my back with the wine bottle on top. The Women then used me as a table and talked about a host of different issues/things. I was suprised at all how Miss Jessica jumped right in, you would think She was in Her late twenties. The Women laughed but had a much more mature conversasion then men do (I notice that for years now). I also notice that Miss Jessica did not blink an eye at my naked body, me taking off Her high heels when She entered or me being used as a piece of furniture. During Their second glass, Miss Beth lifted up the serving tray and bottled and said I could join Them.

I then sat next to Miss Beth and They continued to talk. They were very kind to me, asking me to speak and give my opinions freely on what They talked about. Towards the end, Miss Beth asked me to stand. I did and the Women shuffled so it went left to right on the couch: Miss Diana, Miss Jessica and Miss Karen as Mistress Eve sat on the love seat. Miss Beth then commanded me to lay on top of Their laps, ass up. I noddled and said "Yes, Miss Beth" as I laid down on them with my face in my Wives lap. Miss Beth then instructed Miss Jessica to give me a "few lumps" so She can feel how tough my skin (which is true) and I can take a lot of punishment without a lot of marks (also true). Miss Jessica said "Absolutely!" and began to swat my ass. *WHACK* Her first shot smack me hard though it was a bit high. I was suprised how hard She hit overall though and how erotic I found this Young Woman slapping my ass was. Miss Diana and Miss Beth instructed Her to hit me again after I stated my response "One Miss Jessica Thank You" (Miss Beth has trained me to count and thank Her for each hit). She did this a few more times *BAM* *WHAM* *WHACK*......each time She hit me a bit harder and notice Her aim got better as They work with Her. Mistress Eve then came over and showed Her a hard slap with perfect aim "OH GOD! Thank You Mistress Eve!! SIX!" They giggled a bit at my reaction and Miss Jessica proceeded with some more slaps. Each one was better then the last as I could feel my ass turning red. Miss Beth played with my hair and even kissed my ear to let me know I was doing well. Miss Jessica began to rub it between shots saying how nice of an ass I have (They all laugh at that) and They continue to work with Her and talk together until She gave me a good twenty-five swats. Miss Beth then pulled my head up, gave me a kiss and said how great I had done and instructed me to stand. They wanted to visit some more so Miss Beth excused me and said I could have a bit of free time. I asked if anyone needed anything which They didn't and each went out of the way to thank me.

I went and played a few video games for a bit. My ass was hurting when I sat down but I notice while it was red, Miss Jessica left no marks. Eventually, Miss Beth called me down since They were all leaving. They all thank me again as I put Their shoes on and each gave me a quick hug and in the case of Miss Diana, a quick kiss (completely typical for us). Miss Jessica asked me for my phone just as She left. I look at Miss Beth who gave me a stern look as to say "Do what She says my bitch!". I went and got it, Miss Jessica then grabbed my phone and put in Her number telling me She will contacting me soon. I wonder why Miss Beth just didn't give to me (or just gave it to Miss Jessica) but I realized that She wanted Miss Jessica to take total control of Her's and I relationship with  little or no interference from Miss Beth. Miss Beth gave me a big kiss and said it was my best High Tea yet. We then went and did some things during which Miss Beth told me She wants to know my thoughts on the whole situation but not later so She tabled the discussion. Since then, Miss Jessica and I have talked several times over the phone. Each time I find Her strength, intelligence, maturity, self confidence (though not cocky) very erotic. 

And then yesterday, we meet for coffee while Miss Beth was filling in for a spin class (She knew about it and actually pushed me to go). We meet for about ninety minutes. I again was floored by how She carried Herself. I honestly began to forget She had just finished high school until Miss Jessica told me about how Her prom and graduation went last week. We laughed as She told me about it and Miss Jessica also shared Her future plans. We didn't talk about our new relationship (She only wishes to do that in private) but She did hint at how She was ready to begin Her "Training For Womanhood". And just like last time, I couldn't help but have wandering eyes over Her goregous young body. To me, it is not right for a man to look over a Woman unless She gives permission so I tried my best not too..but Her beauty was too much. We hugged goodbye and Miss Jessica said She will be seeing me again shortly. I actually called Her when I got home and apologized for my wandering eye. Miss Jessica luckily laughed and said She understood and accept my apology but next time, "Ask before looking or you will get some form of punishment".
This morning, Miss Beth called me into Her bathroom while She got ready for a quick "power session".  I quickly kneeled as She got ready, Miss Beth began to tell me how insanely exicted She is about my new responsbility but wanted to see how I felt. I explained that at first I was nervous about serving a Woman so young but after being with Miss Jessica, I no longer really see Her age and will carry out my duty as being Her practice submissive for the summer to the best of my abilities. She kissed me and said She was happy. Miss Beth then instructed me to keep my schedule blank Friday night all the way to Saturday at noon. I would be taking Miss Jessica out on a date/first practice session and we will doing whatever She wishes. I am to follow Her like I follow any Woman Miss Beth gives me out too, like it came from Her own mouth. I agreed and She went on to explain that one of Her gentleman callers Tom, will be in town and She will go out with him and come back to our place but as always, they will sleep in our spare room. I asked if I should make arrangments for where Miss Jessica and I should stay Friday night and She said no...Miss Jessica will handle it. Earlier today, Miss Jessica called to tell me how exicted She was about Friday night and where She wishs to have dinner and go afterwards. I said I would make the dinner reservations (already done as I type this!) and all other arrangements (ditto!). Miss Jessica handled our Friday night stay though. She informed me we will be staying at Mistress Eve's place which is above Her dungeon studio since She will be out of town. A lump went into my throat but I also got very very exicted.
So our first date/training will be Friday night at 7 PM. Miss Jessica will be picking me up just before then as Miss Beth will spend the evening with Tom. I am so exicted about this but also very nervous. Mostly, I am nervous that I will fail as a training submissive and Miss Jessica will not feel prepare to join the dungeon come the Fall. I know deep down that if I fail, Miss Beth or someone will enter and make sure it is done properly. It also makes me wonder if this is just a once in a great chance or this the new order starting at even a younger age. Miss Jessica already is showing Her dominance over me in our discussions. I really do feel inferior to Her though I am a successful middle aged man who is in great shape. The age thing is also a slight worry though that exits my brain each time I speak with Her. Miss Beth also reminded me that She began Her dominance over men even earlier (Among other things...She had a few sugar daddies when She was in high school who bought Her stuff just to be near Her even though She never gave nothing more then a hug) and both Herself and Miss Diana began working at the dungeon studio around the same age (Miss Beth and Miss Diana were both twenty when They began working there). It does make me very nervous to feel so exicted and well horny I get at the thought of a Teenage Dominate Female ruling me. I always been attracted to Women either around my age or older, this is the first time I truly was attracted to a much Younger Woman. Am I into Teenage Females that are dominate too? Are Females Domaince over men have no age and begin whenever She is ready?? Do I just bow to Them and serve in anyway They wish without hesitation??? I am starting to think....."HELL YES!!" *Giggles*




Quick Author's Note

Author's Note: Per Miss Beth's orders, She wants me to concentrate more on our current lives then our past therefore while I will still write on our history and stuff; my next several posts will focus more on what is happening currently. Also I will post another reciepe since it was a big hit later this week. Her command is one a week, LOL!

She also asks if you could please continue to post and even ask some questions. Miss changes the blog regularly and if you direct a question, She will respond.
Cheers!

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Big Boys and Little Boys

Assuming you read some of my posts, one can conclude that my Wife gives me a bit more freedom in our marriage then other Women do in theirs. Most notably, this has been discussed on Subservient Husband's blog (if you never read it, check it out -it's fanstatic!) This is true but like anything, there is a specific reason why Mistress Beth is like this. As She puts it, "I married a big boy. You need to act like one and I will treat you like one when you do" therefore She gives me a bit more freedom then some other submissives. Let me be clear. Miss Beth does not think treating a submissive man as a little boy is wrong IN ANYWAY SHAPE OR FORUM (neither do I). Again Miss Beth puts it best, "However a Dominate Woman wants to run Her house is correct. It's a personal choice ultimately". Miss Beth has obviously done quite a bit of research and worked with other Dominatrix/HOH to become the true powerhouse She is. Most notably, She relies on the advice of Her BFF Miss Di, Mistress Eve and a few publish authors...most notably Miss Rika.

http://www.amazon.com/Uniquely-Rika-Ms/dp/1435710797


Yet Miss Beth ultimately uses these as tools. She has Her own rules (which you know about from "The Rules" post) and again, does not believe there is just one method. Therefore She calls me a big boy compared to some other submissives Miss Beth considers to be little boys. There are several reasons why Miss Beth does this:

Honestly: Miss Beth wants me to be honest whether it be in my forced chasisty or my financial domination that I can be honest in my service to Her. For Mistress Beth, putting a chasisty device on me or not allowing access to any money is like cheating since there is no possible way of me to not break away. There is no honestly to it since She has all the control. I am just a slave really and have no way of being truly tested.




True Pain: Part of a submissive service is going through pain. And for Miss Beth, locking my cock up in a chastity belt or taking all avenues to money takes away all true pain. Because what is worse? Having your stuff locked up and making it impossible to get to it or have it dangle in front of you all day/everyday as a temptation but knowing any type of diverge from Her rules and your ass is grass! To Her (and me) it's much more painful for the temptation to be right there in front of you all the time then for it to be locked up and put away. Or as Miss Beth loves to tease: "Isn't it worse as a kid when your mom put the cookies out in front of you on the kitchen counter but told you to not them then put them high on a shelf that you cannot get too? (giggling)





Responsibility: As Miss Beth says, She wants me to have some responsibility to show I can think for myself. Like She says, "I married a submissive husband, not a slave who also happens to be my husband". She enjoys the fact that I can be independent so Miss Beth doesn't have to watch over every move I make 24/7. And as I said in my previous post, She likes a man to keep Her on Her toes just a touch. There are other Women who are the opposite of this, most noticeably Miss Di whose boyfriend Scott (who I will talk about much more in the future) is completely submissive, has absolutely no responsibilites, freedom or discretion at his deposil . It works for Miss Di but it doesn't work for my Wife. Also to my Wife, She needs to trust me and having tempation around me and have me NOT ACT shows Her i can be trusted.

Control: Frankly, Miss Beth finds it to be more dominat that She allows these temptations to be around me yet I don't act. She will from time to time taunt me on it like, "You know you could have a choocolate bar when your at work sometime. But is it worth it my bitch?" (and we will talk about how careful She is with Her words). The fact that She has so much control over me, the fact I live in true fear of Her wrath allows Miss Beth to tempt me in so many areas but She knows that I will not stray at all. And it's not just because of the consequences. I am so in love with Her, feels Miss Beth is so superior I want to be a good subbie and not break ever..even in the slighest way.





Big boys versus little boys argument is one of great debate in the S&M world. Ulimately it comes down to what the dominate Woman wants. And in this case, Miss Beth wants me to be a big boy (most of the time, LOL!)

Sunday, May 27, 2012

Role Reversal

Like anyone, there are times where I struggle with a few issues when it comes to my marriage. The strength, power and overwhelming force that is Miss Beth makes this happen less often then most other people, but every once in a while - I still struggle. One issue I been struggling lately with is the true role reversal that has happened in my marriage. Being in a FLR&D/S relatationship this obviously happens and if you read my post on "The Rules" of  our marriage, you are aware of most of them. But more and more lately, I notice it goes beyond those rules. In almost every sense, the roles between myself and Miss Beth have been reversed. Here are just some examples (Note: I might have mention it in other posts so sorry if I repeat myself here):

1. Miss Beth is the one that lifts and carries me around. I have never picked Miss Beth up other then the 2 times She was extremely sick and needed to go to bed. Instead, Miss Beth will carry me to bed and other places (with absolute ease).











2. Miss Beth handles me easily when we spare/wrestle. Every time it ends the same. Either I am pinned, screaming out my submission or in some cases, passed out due to Her choking me out (which btw for those don't know, is very easy and very safe to do if you been trained like Miss Beth has).









3. Miss Beth is the one that asked me to marry Her, not the other way around. She instructed me to get on my knees and look Her in the eyes. She then asked me to marry Her and when I accepted, She put a ring around my finger (which I wore around my neck per orders afterwards) before I slipped a ring on Her (and of course, She bought both of them since Miss Beth was obviously in control of all our finances by then). And when I stood, I jump into Her strong powerful arms.








4. On our wedding night, Miss Beth carried me across the threshold and into our honeymoon suite. Not the other way around which is the "traditional way".  (Note: Miss Beth unlike this pic, had absolutely ZERO PROBLEMS picking me up that night and carrying me across the threshold and into the bedroom even though it was close to 3 AM and it had been a very long day).









5. Unless it is a truly special occassion, Miss Beth is the one that buys me flowers and gifts. I normally only buy Miss Beth something on the following occassions: Valentine's Day, Her Birthday, Christmas. All other treats including flowers, are done by Miss Beth to me (though I do make Her cards and other stuff for Her sometimes).










6. Miss Beth uses many "Femine"  compliments towards me. She might say, "You look beautiful tonight hunny" or "You look very pretty" (and no this isn't on those once in a while nights where She turns Her Matt into Her Mattie, LOL). Obviously I tell Miss Beth all the time how goregous and pretty She is (and when we roleplay, I can call Her a Goddess which She really is) but I also use more "masculine" terms to compliment Miss Beth like "You are so strong" and "Your powerful" which are normally what Women say to men.


7. Miss Beth in our marriage bedroom sleeps closest to the door. Traditionally in a marriage, a man sleeps closest to the door in case of an burgular breaks or some other emergency and is the protector of the Wife. But since Miss Beth is my protector and is obviously HOH (Head of Household), She is the one that sleeps closest to the door while I am all nice and snuge sandwiched between Miss Beth (my protector) and the wall.








8. Miss Beth is the one that holds me whenever we snuggle. Or if we spoon, She is the one that gets behind me and pushes Her body against my body and ass. This happens without almost no exception except again, when Miss Beth is sick. She will also be the one that among other things plays with my hair and reassuraces me of anything and everything.




9. Miss Beth is ALWAYS the sexual aggressor in our relationship. Any type of physical contact is done by Her first. This can even something as simple as a hug or kiss. I can ask permission to Miss Beth for simple physical contact like a quick kiss or hug but Miss Beth is so good at reading/understanding me, She will know when I desperately need one. And besides the fact She controls my organisms (which I discussed lengthier in a previous post), it is Miss Beth that for a lack of a better term, fucks my brains out. Not the other way around. I am Her sexual conquest always and almost every time, I am left on the bed or the place where we did it absolutely exhaused and honestly, in sexual submission. I am the one that cannot move out of bed (though Miss Beth will tell me to get up and make Her food sometimes, LOL!).



10. Unlike "traditional" marriages, where supposely the Woman lives in a bit of fear of Her man, deep down it's the complete opposite in our relationship. There is an absolute fear factor when it comes to my Wife that even other D&S marriages might not have. I know deep down even though I am strong/tough/smart middle age man, Miss Beth is superior in every possible way and quite frankly, could literally beat the living shit out of me whenever/whereever/however She choose (and in a couple instinces, Miss Beth nearly did). There is no way I can stop Her if I really wanted too (again unlike some other D&S Marriages), therefore I have to put all my faith that Miss Beth knows where my limits truly are, can control Her aggression and has mercy if I ever called out a safe word. I truly do live in a bit of fear of the Woman and it drives me to the most perfect submissive husband I can be. (Note: Miss Beth has never come close to beating me this badly; this is just a illustration of what She could do if She wanted too).

With this said, I really have two fears. The first being that Miss Beth will eventually find me to be too submissive (old fashioned Femine) and will want to leave me. I think is a fear that all submissives have but mine is a bit different in the fact that Miss Beth unlike some other Dominate Females, wants a husband that can challenge Her a bit. She does not like a submissive all the time and wants me to do my best in whatever we are doing and never lay down just because I am the sub in our relationship. I know other doms are different and that is great (like Miss Beth says, "However a Woman wants to Her house is the correct way)  but Miss Beth is a bit different in that regard (we will get into that more as time goes on). The second fear I have is well.......how much I enjoy it. I looked back at all the ways Mistress Beth is in control of our relationship and how much our roles have reversed and find it absolutely no possible way of not being turned on and truly enjoying it. I honestly cannot even imagine to be in a relationship now where wasn't like this.

Which begs the question? Where do the lines of my masucline and Femine sides begin and end with me? Does Miss Beth think at all that I have become too submissive and too old fashioned "Femine" for Her tastes and needs?? Does She ever wish we turn back a bit in our roles or is Miss Beth loved it and need just as much as I do??? These are questions to ponder and reflect on which I will perhaps bring up in our next "Power Session".

But until then, I welcome your comments and questions. And also have a great Memorial Day Holiday! Cheers!!





Wednesday, May 23, 2012

My First Domination Part 1

As promised from my previous post, I will go back to the story of how I was first dominated physically (and in many ways emotionally) by a Woman. Back in high school, there was this Young Lady by the name of Erin. She was sweet, smart, a tremendous athlete and if you got to know Her, quite funny. But Her body was going through a difficult growth spurt and She grew ackwardly (She is now 6'2), had a terrible overbite (so She had awful braces), acme and quite frankly, a lot of bad hair days and dressed kinda tomboyish. Part of that was because She was a big time jock and never had much time for "Girly stuff". For these reasons, Erin was socially awkward and didn't really fit in. Since She helped bring a lot of trophies to our school, people never really picked on Her persay (I also think they were afraid of Her beating them up) but She definitely was targeted as a social outcast and was often treated like She had the plague. People barely even acknowledged Erin which I never got. Here was this Girl winning all these titles for this school, was sweet, smart and funny but because Erin was going through a tough phase (almost all physical), She shouldn't be spoken too. I don't know what it was (maybe it pissed me off so much that I had to rebel against my fellow students) but I made sure to go out of my way to be nice to Erin. I always talked to Her in the halls or if we shared a class, sat by Her in the cafe or when we got off-campus lunch, made sure She had someone to go with. I even invited Her out sometimes to the movies when we went out in a big group or senior year on a few group dates (She dated a junior who turnout to be a descent guy a bit our last year).

As graduation approach, we talk more and more becoming pretty strong friends. We shared a class together that last semester and spent the period writing notes back and forth (it was a total blowoff class - we still got our A's even though we didn't try). I dance with Her at prom a bit as and we hung out a bit at the beach the following day. Therefore on graduation (and subsequent big party that night), I wanted to make sure we talked and hungout for awhile. But other then giving Her a quick hug right after the cermony and saying congrats to Her and Her family, Erin was MIA. I looked around for Her a lot especially at the party but could not find Her. I eventually gave up and figure I see Her later that summer. I was just about to leave with my Girlfriend at the time, Sheila when Erin approached me. I notice She had been crying as Her makeup was a mess and immediately asked if something terrible had happen. Erin assured me it hadn't, just it was hard to say goodbye. I gave Her a hug and said not to say goodbye just yet since we have the summer still. That is when She handled me a letter and said to open it tomorrow and to please follow the instructions inside. All would be explained in it. I asked Her what was in it ebut She wouldn't say. She just walked away thanking me over and over again and to read the letter. I walked with Her a bit but Erin asked me to stop and go be with Shelia for now. I did as I was told (Again, me following a Woman's order without the slighest resistence).

So the next morning, after I wokeup with a bit of a hangover...I took some Advil, had breakfast and open the letter. In it, Erin informed me that She was leaving for California early IE the day after graduation because She wanted to make a fresh start ASAP. Erin then said nobody really knew about this except a couple close Girlfriends, Her family obviously and now me. She asked if I could this a secret as She wanted to expand Her horizions indepedent of everyone else. Erin also gave me Her email address (keep it a secret which BTW, email was quite new back then LOL), a address and a contact number (again all secret). Erin then finally said thank you for how nice I had been and wonderful I had been and how She wanted to make sure we stayed friends but just saying goodbye "was too difficult after all I had done for Her" therefore thought it was easier to do this way. And in many ways, She was correct. We went off to our respected schools but stayed in contact via email and phone. Erin wound up never even coming back home those first few years. Instead, Her family came out to see Her at the holidays and summer (They have a lot of family out there). I really wanted to come back home so we could hang out but I respected Her privacy and I never got the chance to go out to California to see Her.

It wasn't until my junior year that the opportunity presented itself. Spring Break was coming and for some odd reason, my college was having our SB later then most schools therefore all the great parties would be over with. Sheila and I were no longer dating, my other close friends who went to other schools already had their break and my frat brothers were just talking about hopping in a car driving down to Florida to hangout, go to Disney World perhaps and get drunk. That didn't sound very appealing to me and I already been to Florida twice on SB in college. So I decided to head out west, even on my own and visitCalifornia (I also have a quite large extended family out there). While making those plans, my best friends cousin Nicole (She was the one I was seeing a bit long distance at the tiem) wanted to meet me out there and said we should go to Vegas the weekend before we come back (I had just turned 21 the previous winter and never been there). I said it was a great idea and immediately booked the trip. When I spoke to Erin next, I spoke to about it and asked if She wanted to meet up, perhaps introduced me to Her boyfriend Tony who I heard a lot about. Erin told me She loved too but that week She be out of town much of the week due to a class project. A bit of time went along and I didn't think of it though I was quite bummed out. I really wanted to see Her. I hadn't even seen a picture of Her since that night at the graduation party. Then a few twists of fate happen. First, Nicole (poor thing) wound up getting mono and had to cancel Her trip. Now I as really bummed out and figured I be spending the whole trip alone outside of seeing some family. But another twist happened. About a week later, I received a email from Erin. In it, She said that She was able to get out of some stuff for Her class project and was going to be in town on Friday that week. She knew of my trip to Vegas and said She loved to go with, She even drive. I jumped at the chance especially since Nicole had to cancel on me. We made arrangments on when She was going to pick me up and went from there.

I went on the trip and had a great time sight seeing, hitting some clubs with some cousins of my age out there and seeing family. That Friday came and I was super exicted to see Erin and head off to Vegas. She called me that morning and told me She be on time picking me up and I made sure She knew my Uncle's address was (I stayed with him the night before). Everything went according to plan, until She pulled up in Her Ford Mustang Convertiable. More specifically, She got out of the car and was stunning! Her growth spurth was over with and Erin was totally comfortable in Her body. And not only that, Erin's acme was gone...Her muscles had gotten HUGE (In a very Femine way), Her braces were gone and more incredibly, Erin's dark reddish/brown hair looked great and so did Her dress. She immediately ran to me and gave me a hug. I notice that Erin was now a good 4 inches taller then me. I picked Her up but it would been more approriate had She picked me up. She told me how good I looked but I quickly shut Her up and yelled how She became a Goddess overnight (and those are the words I used, I guess it was foreshadowing events to come). I introduced Her to my family and we stayed a bit before we headed off. On the drive over, I mention if I was going to meet Tony Her boyfriend. She said no, that he was busy but more importantly..."he wasn't important this weekend, you are.". My cock kinda got hard with that line but I managed to keep it down (for now).

We got to our hotel where we checked in and hung out a bit before getting dressed for that evening. Erin managed to put on a even prettier outfit then She had on before and Her Goddess like body filled it exactly on how it was intended. I nearly fell over when She came out of Her bedroom (we got a small suite so She have a private bedroom and bathroom). We went out to dinner and had a fabulous time talking about old times, what had happened in the past 3 years that we hadn't discussed and what we hope would happen in the future. But to be honest, it was hard for me to concentrate on the topics at hand. I couldn't help staring at Her body and began to have very submissive thoughts especially when I looked at Her pretty feet and musuclar legs. I tried to do it without getting caught the best I could. And if I did get caught, I just hoped Erin was flattered. But we acted like nothing was happening between though you could feel a sexual connection that wasn't there before....or at least I could. We then went to gamble for a bit where I won and got to show off a bit to Erin. By now I was just Her to just overpower me and use me in every way possible VERY VERY VERY BADLY.  I honestly  was caught off guard on how submissive I was acting but my horniness and need to be dominated was outweighing any embarrasement (the liquor too was helping). Erin though played it ice cold and acted like we were just friends and we were stuck in a high school time warp. Eventually, we made our way to a few night clubs where Erin got the chance to show off to me. First with Her hot dances moves and then getting more guys to dance with Her then I got Women to dance with me (We had a little competition and I lost)

But it wasn't until our last stop that things got interesting. It was close to 4 AM and we wanted to dance one last time together before we headed back to our room. As we danced, I went in for a bold move. I decided to grind into Her a bit. I knew She had a boyfriend that She loved in Tony but I figured he didn't matter (at least for the weekend). Besides, we had some drinks and were a bit tipsy so at worst I could blame it on the booze. I started to grind into Erin but She quickly pushed me away (damn was She strong I remember thinking). Erin then proceeded to take Her pointed finger while shaking Her head and gave me the no sign. I put my head down and thought I had obviously read my signal wrongs. I went to apologize but before I could even finish "I'm" She took Her hand and covered my mouth. She look down at me (with high heels on me She towered over me) and giggled. Erin then spun me around and begin to seriously grin into me from behind. I was like a ragdoll being thrown around by a bear. She was so strong and She felt my body up and down like it belong to Her. She then begin to nibble, kiss and bite my ear before doing the same with my neck like She was a Vampire. And honestly? I was in complete heaven but also confused. Wasn't I the guy; why was She being the aggressor. And more importantly, why I was enjoying it so much. We "danced" like that for quite a while before She decided we had enough and lead us off the stage.

We made our way back to our hotel room and we began making out on the evalator ride up. But things were going differently then ever before with a Woman. Instead of me pressing up against Her, it was the exact opposite. Erin had pushed me against the wall of the evalator and pressed against me making it impossible for me to escape. And what startled me even more, was how much I enjoyed it and honestly felt more at ease with a Woman then I ever had before. We continuing kissing as we got to our door and quickly continued as we got into the room. She pressed me against the hotel wall, this time even harder. I absolutely could not move. All I can do is grab Erin ass (which felt so damn good) and wrestle with Her tongue. It was already passed 4 AM but the rush of energy (and a nap earlier) had me going so hard and strong. We made out like this for awhile before She pulled away a bit and asked me to look deep into Her eyes. She then began to talk (paraphrasing but you get the point):

Erin: What is you wish to happen now?
Me: I want you to do whatever you want with me and have your way with me.
Erin: Good. Because let's what I have planned; I assume you are okay with this.
Me: Hell yes! I just figured you wouldn't since you were with Tony and I know much you love him.
Erin: *plays with my hair*:Shhhhhhhhhh hun. Yes, I am with Tony and will remain with him since I love him greatly. But I do what I want and I want you. I wanted you since we were in high school for how wonderful you are and how pretty (that is the word Erin used) you are. This weekend you belong to me and me only. Understand?
Me: Yes.

We continued to make out for awhile and I begin to lick Her fingers as She shoved them into my mouth. She motioned for me to follow Her into the bedroom but I shook my head. I needed to get something off my chest but more importantly, I wanted to make sure that I knew what was happening. Not that we were going to have sex but rather Erin was going to be the aggressive/dominate Female while I was going to be the submissive male.

Me: I must confess something.
Erin: And what is that hun?
Me: I been a bad boy. I been staring at your body and thinking very inapproiately all night including at dinner when we were talking. I am sorry but I couldn't help it. Your body is like a temple and my eyes just couldn't help themselves. I am a weak little man please forgive me.
Erin: *laughs* Don't worry I know. Part of this outfit was just to tease you to know end. It work didn't.
Me: Yes it did, perfectically.
Erin. Don't worry hun, I will take out some punishment on you for it but I am not mad. Frankly, I am a bit turn on by your wondering eyes on me tonight but it still needs to be addresssed therefore along with the pleasure you will receive this weekend (grabs my cock and rubs it) there will be some pain (squeezes them along with taking Her elbow and shoving it against my neck choking me some). Understand?
Me: *Facing turn red in obvious pain* Yes.
Erin: Very good. I am going to take you now and do whatever I wish with you.

She then let me go and I escort Her back to Erin's bedroom. And that is where things got really interesting!

To be continued....

About Me (And My First Encounter With Miss Beth)

I won't go to much into detail about who I am but you should the basics about me. I am the youngest of three boys and grew up in a typical US Midwest middle/upper middle class town. My family is very close and I had a very happy childhood. I was a typical boy as well. I was a very good athlete from my earliest days and absolutely loved playing with the usual toys for boys like G.I. Joe, He-Man, cars, trucks, video games etc. I got good grades in school and outside of a few brush ups, was never in real trouble. And unlike many other little boys, I never thought girls had diseases and was always interest in them. So in that sense, I was pretty normal.But looking back on it, I did have one secret. From a very early age, I had some strange fantasies. Most notably, I always fantasized that I was locked in a tower with my first crush Shannon by our evil teachers. And unlike any other fairy tales, I was not the one that was the hero but Shannon was. She busted us out of the tower, carried me to safety and then defeated the evil teachers.


I really did not know what to make of it as a child. I did have the fantasy a lot of though. It took me decades for me to even tell another human being about it since I thought it was so strange and bizzare. Throughout my adsolscence my submissiveness was kinda on the backburner but it would flare up now and then. Most notably was during an incident when I was 14. My buddies and I had stolen a few pornos from one of our parents closest. We went into my basement (my parents were out along with my two brothers) and watch it. It was your standard porno, nothing out of the norm but being 8th graders, we had the giggles throughout. Nothing of note happen until the final scene. The final scene was a lot different then the rest. It ended with a massive orgy of several Ladies fucking a guy in the ass!

They of course flip out by the sight of it since it was "totally disguisting and went against human nature" and wanted to turn it off. I did not however want to turn it off. I could say that I was intrigue by it and nothing more but that be dishonest. The reality was I turn on very strongly by it. I asked them not too turn it off and they immediately laughed in my face and started calling me degrading homosexual names. I chuckled too at first and said I was only kidding and I was also disguisted by it. When they laughed some more, I stated that we should continue so we can brag at school by what we watched and plus too, the hotttest Women in the video were "dyking out together" while they watch him get pegged. They did agree to that so we did wind up watching the video with them totally turn off except the two Lesbians going at it while I was turn on so much that the buldge in my pants was so huge I had to wait to go upstairs for awhile out of fear my parents would see after they left. I tried to forget the incident right away but I was haunted for a long time by the site and to be perfectically blunt, had to masterbate to the image for a long time.

But like many things, time move on and in high school, I was your atypical jock who was a good football player on a great team and a great lacrosse player on a good team. I workout a lot (it was where I fell in love with the gym and learned how to lift weights), I also wrote for the school newspaper, was on the student council and even became a AP Honors student. Eventually I got a part-time job which afforded me my first car (with some help from mom and dad) and could have been the poster boy for your Middle American Teenager LOL! But like everything else, nothing was quite it appeared. I started to have more and more submissive fantasies but I didn't know what they meant. I first became aware of it when we used to go watch the cheerleaders between our football practice sessions.

We were extremely typical in our discussions as we watched them practice. We used to drool like any other teenage guy would and talked about which one we thought was the hottiest, which one we "like to do the most" and who was dating who and what not. But the more we talked, the more I notice something about the fantasies they were describing was different then mine. While theirs were about just taking the Girls and having sex with them, mine were about what the Girls could do to me. Most notably, I would stare at their toned musuclar legs and image them squeezing me to near death in my basement while I begged for them to stop. I also imagine them laughing at my pathetic weakness and forcing me to kiss their feet in order for them to show mercy. I also notice I was staring at the girls feet all the time and I didn't even like feet! As a matter of fact, I hated my own but yet I couldn't help myself. I wanted to worship them in the worst way.

But again, I ignore it just like the pegging porno and move on though not all the way.....at least subconsciously I didn't. That can be best described in who became my high school sweetheart. At the beginning of my junior year, I began dating my first love a sophomore by the name of Shiela. She was a lot like me at that time. Sheila was also an AP Honors student and an athlete (swimming and diving). We got along very well and She treated me very well. I also treated Her very well and wanted to be a "Southern Gentleman" for Her.

I would escort Her to class by carrying Her books, I would always open and close doors for Her, I would drop Sheila off at the door whenever we went and it was raining, eventually I would take Her to school and drop Her off etc. There were times when I even would take Her shoes on/off particularly when She come over to my house (we spent a lot of time in that basement having a lot of fun!). I would eventually lose my virginity to Sheila and vice versa. But again, I did not think anything of it. I didn't understand that I was submissive to Women therefore I ignore it.

And once again, time moved on and I went off to college. Sheila decided we would still continue to date but it would be more looser (another sign I was submissive, She made that decision but I thought nothing of it at the time). We eventually called it quits after my Sophomore year. It had been a wonderful four years but both of us were ready to move on. She is still friends with me to this day. My college years were also very typical. I joined a frat, again wrote for the school newspaper, spent a lot of time at the gym and eventually got my degree in architecture. I dated here and there including a few Ladies semi-serious but nothing of note. About the strongest relationship I had was with one of my best friends cousins. It was long distance relationship and we had a lot of fun together yet nothing ever came out of it. So there I was, everything on the surface seemed quite normal. But it wasn't. Quite frankly, I was finding out I was more and more submissive then though I didn't know what it meant. I began looking up mixed wrestling on the internet and imagine myself the one getting his ass kick by the strong Woman. I really began to get into Female bodybuilders and began exploring the world of S&M. But yet again, I didn't really know what it all meant. I figured I was just "experiencing" stuff since it was college and it was the right time to do that. I enjoyed drinking (but wasn't crazy into it like many of my frat brothers) but never experimented with drugs or anything like that. What I did experiment though was my first experience being dominated by a Woman. It happened during the Spring Break of my Junior year (but I will save that for my next installment).

Yet to sound like a broken record, I ignored the event (and the other time it happened down the road) and just passed it on as a "one time thing". Eventually I would graduate and take a job as an intern at a large architectural firm (which lead to me getting hired full-time there). I didn't think much of being submissive anymore. I was happy to have a huge opportunity at a great firm. Everything was going great until I meet a Woman through the firm. Her name was Natalie and She was a consultant for us. I remember shaking Her hand on our first introduction and remember having electricity run through me. Yes, She was older then me (a good 11 years) but I was undaunted in my persuit of Her even though it could jeporidize my internship and possibly my career. I didn't care though. She was a Blonde Leg Goddess and all my fantasing about strong Woman the past several years was wrapped up in this woman.

So I pursued. I pursued harder and with more intensity then any Woman I ever went after. What does She do? Natalie completely blows off my advances like I was a child. She was a powerhouse Woman who had no use for this "cute kid" as She called me. We talk a lot and were very friendly but whenever I brought up the possibility of seeing each other outside the office, She blew me off like I wasn't even a fly. But I kept on pursuing, willing to do whatever it took to get Her to see me. I just wanted to be around Her.

Natalie's mere presence was like a drug that I was addicted too. Eventually, I asked Her what She had planned for the weekend. She told me that Saturday was Her errand day so She be busy. I ask if She wanted me to come. Natalie at first laugh at the notion saying I was crazy but I kept saying I would love to go. She said I could if I agreed to do the "dirty work". I accepted with such glee I nearly jump into the ceiling. That Saturday, we went out for lunch and then shopping at the mall. We had a great time as we found out we had more in common then we thought. We laughed a lot as we got to know each other better. She was quite pleasant and sweet but in total control. When I went to order my lunch, Natalie quickly told me to order something else that She believed was better and I did.

While shopping as well, I obviously open and closed all doors, dropped Her off so She wouldn't have to walk and carried Her bags. We eventually came back to Her house where I unloaded Her bags and was hoping for a goodbye kiss or maybe stay around a bit . Instead, She hands me a bucket with a sponge and soap and with absolute no excitment at all but rather cold hard facts stated "You just begun hun" and pointed to Her car. She went inside and fixed Herself a drink as I clean Her car with everything I had. I made sure to get every kook and cranny plus waxing and polishing it. When I came inside (She left the door open for me and only had the screen closed), She called from the living room "Thanks hun but now scrub the floors and will go from there". I looked up to find all I needed to scrub the floors. My back and shoulders hurt at the sight of it but I quickly got over it. As I scrubbed, I could not believe I was doing it. Here I was this Alpha Male being used like a housemaid for this woman. But I wanted Her so badly, that I didn't even care. It took a few hours but I cleaned the floors to the point they sparkled. I called out to say I was finished and She instructed me to go to the bathroom and "freshen up". As I did, Natalie went around and inspected my work. After I freshened up, She called out to me that I done "a good job and earned the right to now join Her on the couch". I was so exicted I nearly spirited there. 

As I turned around the bend, I notice all the lights where off and it was dark (the sun had gone down after all those hours of work and Natalie turned off all the lights). She instruct me to stop and said I could proceed only if I could took off all my clothes. A lump in my throat kicked in and I thought about chickening out but my lust for Natalie was too strong therefore I stripped down rather quickly and continued. She then flick the light on and reveal Herself sitting on top of the couch wearing this goregous short white dress.

 It stopped me dead in my tracks as my naked cock immediately sprang up. I walk closer up to Her before Natalie told me to stop. She stood up and inspected me from top to bottom. "Very strong" She said, "But it needs a lot of work". She then pushed me to the ground and immediately straggled my body. I was imtimidated by Her so much that I looked away but She slapped me and told me to stare into Her eyes. I shooked my head and listened. She then began to tear me apart verbally as well as physically.


She knew that I was not the Alpha Male that I portrayed myself to be around Women but instead this sad lonely submissive in desperate need of a dominate Woman to take charge of me. She also told me about She knew that while every man in our meetings look at Her legs and imagined sex, I look at Her legs and imagine worshipping them and being knock out cold by Her squeeze. And what scared me the most? My responses. I did not deny any of them. As a matter of fact, all I really said was "Yes Miss Natalie". I never been told to respond like that, it just came out naturally. She continued with my interrogation asking all kinds of humiliating and degrading questions that cut to my soul. I answered them honestly and with total humilation. Natalie finally told me about how I needed to be broken and though "Her stable was full" at the moment, Natalie was going to make an exception for me (She later told me one of the reasons why was because unlike most guys I had not only been sweet and nice while I tried to court Her, I been respectful of Her). After that, Natalie began to bend and twist in positions I never been in before. She was testing how much I could take and instructed me all the while. She gave me the rules of our new relationship with Her as my Mistress and me as Her sub.

She would become in total control of me and I was no longer to ask Her out or anything like that. She would do all of that. I also could never speak of any relationship we might have with anyone in our business. If I did, She would blackmail me. I agreed to Her terms and She continued to make me beg for mercy. I eventually began to worship Her body including with pleasuring Her orally. Afterwards, we made out on the couch for awhile and watch a movie before She kicked me out. Our relationship lasted for nearly six months but never exclusively. Natalie saw other men including Her other subs in Her stable. I did not see anyone else though per orders. She taught me on the do's and dont's of being a sub, how to address, walk, talk, act around a superior Woman. She also pushed my boundaries in the kink dept and eventually, gave me the pleasure of having sex with Her. Well rather, more like Mistress Natalie raped me and I enjoyed it like no other! I got used to a lot of things including seeing a Woman I care for greatly see and sleep with other men and learned to become a submissive mate. I truly was happy but regrettably, it wasn't meant to last.

Natalie soon after the New Year got a transfer halfway across the country and distance was too much. She ended our relationship but we remained in contact and even saw me a few times whenever She was in town and used me. I was really saddened by our breakup though I never really thought it was meant to be something long lasting. And that gave me the excuse to say it was "1-time thing". I yet again denied my submissivness and went back looking for a vanilla relationship. I would fine one with this great Woman named Kelly. We began seeing each other the summer after Natalie had ended our D/S relationship. And everything was great, well on the surface it was. We really clicked right away. We seemed to be the perfect match. Kelly was sexy, smart, funny and sweet. We wound up dating for 3 years and seemed destined to get married.

But it didn't happen. I was kinda kicking my feet on getting married. I said it was because I wanted to make sure I was financially secure and that was sorta true. But the real reason was because I wasn't quite sure if Kelly was the right one for me. Looking back, it was me needing a dominate Woman but Kelly and I were in a vanilla relationship. You might be wondering why I never told Her about my submissive side. The truth was I was too ashamed therefore She never knew of Mistress Natalie, my fantasies when I was younger or the time I was dominated in college. Kelly IMO realized I had cold feet and when a job of a lifetime popped up in Atlanta, GA.....She took it. I thought about asking Her to marry me in order for Her to stay but realized I just being doing it for the sake of doing it. We tried to date long distance but eventually we "took a break" and never started dating again. We have stayed in contact over the years and She gone on to do many amazing things and recently got married.

At this time, I had reached a turning point in my life. I began to do some soul searching and realized that my dabbles into being submissive were more then just that. I thought about how happiest I was and realized it was when the service of a Superior Woman. I decided that from here on out, I was going to concentrate on my career (which had stalled out a bit), finishing my Master's Degree (which was taking longer then it should have even though I was just a part-time night student) and I would not get into a serious relationship until I found a Dominate Woman. I stayed on that course for over 2 years. In that, my career began to take off as I climb up the company ladder, I finished my Master's Degree and even got into the best shape of my life. But for 2 years, I was alone. I dated hardly anyone outside of some disaster blind dates as every Woman I meet didn't seem to be a true Domme. Or at least, someone I wanted to truly submitted too. I started to think that maybe I be alone for good and prepare myself for it. In this time, I was tempted to see a perfessional Dominatrix but never did it. I did read a lot about being a sub and being in a FLR. I continued to search and finally it happen...just when I wasn't looking.

One day, I was working out on a cross-trainer when the most goregous powerful young brunette Woman I ever seen came by. The entire gym was staring at Her. Her presence was that powerful. But out of some miracle, She stopped at my cross trainer. I couldn't believe my luck! I looked up and smiled which She returned. But then it got better. She started to talk to me. She said hello and introduce Herself as Beth..one of the new trainers. I quickly wiped my hand off and made sure it was dry before shaking Her hand and responding by welcoming Her to the gym and my name was Matt. When our hands meet, I felt a electricity unlike I ever felt. It even blew away the tingles I got when I shook Mistress Natalie's hand for the first time. We talked for a bit and even had a few laughs. She told me about Herself and I was suprised by how much She talked about Herself. It was a total turn on. She was only 22 at the time but Her confidence, self-assurance and maturity where that of a Woman twice Her age. I wanted to drop down on my knees right then and there but obviously I didn't.

Our conversasion continued so well that I wanted to talk with Her forever but we were interrupted by a pretty redhead with very athletic muscles. She came up and apologized for the interruption but informed Beth that Her new client had just checked in and was getting dressed. I wiped my hand again hoping Beth was going to shake my again before She left (Miss Beth did) but I noticed She took my hand and ended the discussion the way She wanted too with Her saying it was a pleasure meeting me and perhaps we can talk again sometime. I watch Her away but then realized I had another Woman in my presence. I turn my attention to Her as She introduce Herself. Her name was Diana and was working here for the summer before going to graduate school. I introduce myself to Her as well, we shook hands..again more electricity but not quite the same as Beth. We chatted for a few minutes and She was very friendly. Before She left, I ask how long She knew Beth. She responded by saying, "I know Beth since we were five. We are best friends". I then smiled and we ended our conversasion similiarly to what Beth did to me. I then knew what I mission was. I knew that I wanted to be with Beth for the rest of my life. I didn't know how, I didn't know why I felt that way but I knew it. I knew that I wasn't going to find happiness until Beth was my mate and if it meant moving heaven and earth in order for that too happen, I was up to the task! It was truly love at first sight. But I knew in order for that too happen, something else needed to happen first. I needed to get a powerful ally on my side and get to know about Beth before I could really ask Her out. What I needed to do was get to know Miss Diana and become friends with Her.

And we will leave it there for now!

Note: It should be noted that the following DID NOT happen with either Mistress Natalie or the other Superior Woman who dominated me:

1. I never kneeled before Them.
2. They never collared me.
3. They never peg me.

I always wonder why They didn't do that, especially Mistress Natalie whose had tons of men kneel at Her feet, collared them and pegged them. I obviously verbally submitted to Her and was Her sub but never did those three things. Not too long ago, I emailed Mistress Natalie (with Miss Beth's permission) and ask Her about it. Mistress Natalie emailed back saying She didn't do those three things because while She liked me and care for me greatly, She realized that it was never going to be love between us and should be saved for my true domme to come along. Even in this, a Woman shows Her superiority. :)






Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Pork Chop Recipe!



As you know, I am the cook in the household therefore from time to time I am going to post some of my favorite recipes. Summer is about to approach and Miss Beth will be asking very shortly to flip my menu to the summer one so with that in line; here is my recipe for great BBQ Pork Chops:

 
 
 
 
8 pork rib chops, 1-inch thick
4 cups orange juice
1 cup soy sauce
2 tablespoons chopped garlic
1/2 cup Dijon-style mustard
1/2 cup honey
1 teaspoon cayenne pepper
1. In a mixing bowl, combine orange juice, soy sauce, garlic, mustard, honey and cayenne pepper. Mix together with a whisk. Pour over pork chops and marinate in the refrigerator for 12 to 24 hours.

2. Remove pork from marinade; discard marinade. Season pork with salt and pepper and grill for 10 to 12 minutes, turning once.

Serves 8.

You can vary the portion depending on who you are cooking for. For example, if it's just the two of you then just the ingredients to 1/4 of what normally is.

Enjoy!