The discovery of dominance
He handcuffed me to the wall, where there were corresponding eyelets in the brickwork. He tied my feet together with a rough rope. I stood stark naked in front of him with my face to the wall.
It was my backside that interested him. When I heard the crop slap into his palm, I knew what he was up to.
I actually always loved sessions like this. But today was different somehow. The urge rose up in me to fight back.
I didn't want to be the one who had nothing to say. I wanted power, I wanted dominance. What was wrong with me? It had always been my world to show myself submissive, to have everything done with me. And now suddenly this strange, wild urge.
I switch
Forget it, I think to myself, as Manuel tries to pull the crop over my butt. My bonds are loose, I can always free one hand. And this is exactly what I do now. Before the whip hits my bare skin, I intercept it and hold it tight.
Manuel looks a bit confused, takes the crop from me and starts to strike again. Just in time I swing my butt to the side so that he misses me. I find it all kind of funny and get a kick out of it. Manuel tries to punish me, but he doesn't quite want to succeed with that either.
He can't get into his role anymore, I messed up the session. When he frees me from my bonds, he pulls a face like three days of rainy weather. I offer him amends by suggesting that I could give him a real spanking. He declines with mild horror and leaves me alone.
Too bad, I would have loved to try my hand. If not on Manuel, on whom else? After all, we've been a couple for 20 years and our basement is well stocked.
Please tell me more
Manuel calmed down relatively quickly. In the evening we sit together in front of the TV, where once again nothing clever is on. I take the opportunity and start to question him. I ask him to tell me more about the dominant position.
We have talked a lot over the years, it's important, especially if you have such BDSM preferences as we do. Actually, we always know how the other thinks and feels. But now I want to know everything in detail. What does it do to him to hurt me. Why does he have this urge and what exactly does he enjoy about it so much?
One of his answers lingers in my mind for a long time. "It's like magic, hurting you but knowing you're protected at the same time." As a Domme he inflicts pain on me but, only as agreed, Nothing ever really happens to me.
He would always have the power to do so, but does not use it. Thus I am with him in perfect security. With this knowledge in mind, it excites me even more to try my hand as a Domme. Manuel can't submit, he says that quite clearly. But, we have a good buddy who is a switcher. We are toying with the idea of teaming up with him.
My first experience as a Domme
Timo has agreed to our plan. He is the said switcher who is now starting a session with Manuel and me. Manuel is in this case more in the consultant role and gives me tips on how to give myself as a Domme. Timo comes to our beloved St. Andrew's cross, but only after he has licked my high heels clean.
He didn't do it properly, so he belongs punished. Fixing the man to the cross is done by Manuel. I watch anxiously, ready to learn. Now I walk along our torture wall and consider which torture instrument comes into question for punishment, Timo follows me attentively with his looks.
As I lovingly stroke the seven strut, I recognize a pleading, begging expression in Timo's eyes. What an incentive for me. The Siebenstreben lies perfectly in my hand. I leave my mark with it on his chest, stomach and legs. I know exactly where I'm allowed to hit and where not. Always in mind to never really hurt Timo, I grow into my role as mistress from minute to minute.
Now I want more
My time as a sub is definitely not over. But, I also want to act as a domme. How good that my husband is an open-minded guy. Dear Timo is now now and then part of our sessions. Always when I want to really let off steam.
To let him lick my heels had me pretty turned off, this I have henceforth also no longer make. But as a creative person I always think of fas fine to humiliate Timo and punish him accordingly.
Manuel is so sweet and shows me all the possibilities. Also the sessions in which I am the sub, I now see again with completely different eyes.
Liebes Steeltoyz-Team,
vielen Dank für diesen ehrlichen und aufschlussreichen Artikel. Es ist erfrischend zu sehen, wie offen und respektvoll Sie Ihre Erfahrungen und Gefühle in der BDSM-Welt teilen.
Die Bedeutung offener Kommunikation in einer BDSM-Beziehung, die Sie in Ihrer Geschichte hervorheben, ist ein Aspekt, der meiner Meinung nach nicht genug betont werden kann. Es ist wichtig, dass alle Beteiligten ihre Gefühle, Wünsche und Grenzen klar ausdrücken können.
Zudem finde ich es bemerkenswert, wie Sie betonen, dass trotz der Rolle des Dominanten, die Sicherheit des Unterwürfigen immer gewährleistet ist. Dies ist ein wichtiger Aspekt, der oft missverstanden wird. BDSM sollte immer einvernehmlich und sicher sein.
Ihre Erfahrung zeigt auch, dass es völlig in Ordnung ist, seine Rolle innerhalb der BDSM-Welt zu wechseln oder zu erweitern. Es ist eine persönliche Reise und es ist wichtig, sich selbst treu zu bleiben und das zu tun, was sich richtig anfühlt.
Nochmals vielen Dank für das Teilen Ihrer Erfahrungen und für die Bereitstellung eines sicheren Raums für diese wichtigen Diskussionen.
Mit freundlichen Grüßen,