As I knelt in front of him, my head bowed and my hands trembling, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement coursing through my veins. I had all the time known that I was submissive, all the time craved the touch of a dominant man to guide me and take control of me. But it wasn’t until I met him that I truly understood what it meant to be truly submissive.
He was a man of dark desires, with a commanding presence that demanded my obedience. From the moment he laid eyes on me, I knew that I was his. He could see the submissive nature in me and he took full benefit of it. With just a look, he could send shivers down my spine, with just a touch, he could make me melt into a puddle at his feet.
It was in his dungeon, surrounded by the flickering lights of candles and the scent of leather and sweat that I truly discovered my submissive side. He was a master of pain and pleasure, expertly wielding his flogger and paddles to elicit the most exquisite of feelings within me. Limitless and boundless, the sensations he could bring out of my body were incredible.
But it wasn’t just the physical sensation that kept me coming back for more, it was the mental and emotional connection we shared. He knew every inch of me, every desire, and secret wish. He understood me in a way no one else ever had.
As he secured me to the cross, I knew that tonight was gonna be special. He had told me that he had a surprise in store for me, but I had no idea what it could be. My heart raced as he stepped closer to me, taking the flogger in his hand and running it over my skin.
“Are you ready for this, my sub?” His voice was low and husky, full of command and desire.
“Yes, Sir,” I whispered, my eyes only able to focus on him.
With that, he began to flog me, his strikes coming down hard and fast. The pain mingled with pleasure, sending me into a dizzying spiral of feeling. As he continued, I felt something building within me, something I had never felt before.
Suddenly, with a cry I had no control over, I erupted in a wave of pure, unadulterated pleasure. My body shook and quaked, my voice hoarse from the force of it all.
As I slowly regained my senses, my eyes met his, and I saw the pride and love shining in them. It was then that I realized that he had given me the greatest gift of all, the gift of awakening my lustful desires in a way I never wondered feasible.
From that day on, I knew that I was his, completely and forever. We may have started as Dominant and submissive, but we had become more, lovers in every sense of the word. And as we left the dungeon, hand in hand, I knew that I had found my true home, for as long as he would have me.