A Submissive Finds Her Inner Domme

“Well Bella, look at you now!”

Staring at my reflection in the mirror I hardly recognized myself. Sir smiled and nodded his approval as he looked me over from head to toe. Heavy make up, tight black corset, fishnet stockings and the sexiest high heeled thigh high boots I had ever seen.  I didn’t look at all like myself….I looked like a Dominatrix.

It all started a week ago…..

Sir knew immediately when he walked in the room and saw me slumped down on the bed that something was bothering me.  I could never hide anything from him…he knew me too well.

“Tell me Bella, what has you so troubled?”

It was less of a question and more of a command. He was my Sir, I wore his collar….he needed to know.

I didn’t think he would be pleased with what I had to say, but I took a deep breath and tried to explain it all to him.

I told him that although I loved having phone sex with all the guys here at The Kingdom….one thing in particular was bothering me.  Most of the time I got to be fun, flirty and talk sexy. I always had fun role playing…being Daddy’s girl, a naughty neighbor, a secret girlfriend…..and I absolutely adored teasing my Panty Boys But….some guys wanted to take it to the next level…..they didn’t just want a little teasing…they actually wanted me to control them….to dominate them. Completely. Aggressively.

Sir was Dominant but always a gentleman….he said “please” and “thank you” when he made requests of me and with just a look he was able to seduce me into doing anything. He didn’t push me so much as guide me. Being a natural Submissive I served him and pleased him because I wanted to. He never forced me and I never refused him.

Finally I just blurted it out, “I’m struggling with finding my inner Domme, Sir.”

Silence.

For what seemed like an eternity…. just silence.

Then he took my hand and sat me down next to him at the computer.  I watched as he typed and skimmed over various websites.

“Pick one, Bella.”

“Pick one what, Sir?”

“Pick a toy.”

I couldn’t believe it…..pages upon pages of men looking to spend anywhere from a few minutes to a few hours with a Mistress.

“I…..uh….uh…” I didn’t know what to say!

“Bella, there’s nothing that can train you like experience….so go ahead and pick.”

A few e-mails back and forth and before I knew it I had a date with a Sub!!

The next few days moved along very quickly. Sir took me shopping for everything I could possibly need. First stop was the fetish sex shop.

Sir made it perfectly clear…. I was in charge….I could purchase whatever I thought I needed…..so many choices…!!!

Would I be dominating my Subbie emotionally?

Punishing him physically?

I left the shop with a variety of props ranging from silk ties and cuffs, a riding crop and just in case I needed it and wanted to take things to the extreme….. an actual chastity device!!

My heart was thundering with anticipation as I stared at my reflection. My usual role play outfits were always picked out by Sir and they were rarely black and never quite so harsh looking. I could tell by the bulge in Sir’s pants that he approved of my choice.

“There’s one thing you forgot Bella,” “I thought you might need this.”

I peeked inside the bag and pulled out a big fat shiny black strap-on.

“Remember Bella,  you’re a Dominatrix. Be in control. Be powerful……you’re fulfilling a fantasy.”

The doorbell rang.  It was time.

Never looking directly at me my Submissive greeted me by bowing down.

“Mistress Bella.”

“Are you ready to worship me, Sissy?”

He bowed his head and nodded.

I handed him a bag and told him to get ready for me.

Ten minutes later he was on his knees wearing the panties I had picked out for him.

That wasn’t all he was wearing. I held out my hand and he put the key to his chastity device in my palm.

“You want to be my little whore, don’t you?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

I looked down at my little Sissy Panty Boy.

He was in complete submission.

“You want to worship my ass now, don’t you, you pathetic panty wearing slut?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“You’re going to devote all your attention to worshipping it and cleaning it as I command you.”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Such a good little pet.”

I gave his little clitty a slap with my riding crop when I noticed he was leaking pre-cum. He so desperately wanted to touch himself but he knew he needed to wait for my orders.

“Is my pretty little panty boy ready to try another treat?”

“Would you like to suck a cock?”

“Is your man pussy aching to be destroyed?”

“You know if you’re going to dress like a little girl slut…you’re going to have to be treated like one.”

I gave his useless clitty another slap with the riding crop as I reached back and grabbed my strap-on………..

I’m not sure how long I teased and tormented my slut puppet for but when Sir finally returned and found me alone I felt hot all over. My heart was thundering in my chest. My face was flushed…..my entire body was throbbing….after being in control for so long I was aching for release. I needed to touch myself but that was not allowed.

Without a word Sir lifted me up and carried me to the bed. With a little more force then usual he pulled my arms over my head, tied my wrists together and bound me to the bed.

My mouth watered at the sight of his hard cock standing straight up…. so arousing to see him that excited…..that was the last thing I saw before he slipped the blindfold over my eyes.

When I felt him teasing my clit with what felt like the riding crop….I couldn’t hold back….whatever control I had was gone…..my pussy was still twitching when Sir leaned forward and whispered in my ear…..

“Bella,are you ready to worship me?”

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