In an alternate universe

Back when I met my Mistress I was going through a divorce.  I had no intention of being in any sort of long term relationship any time soon.  For that reason, while I was looking for someone dominant to date, I was more than open to dating someone that identified as a submissive.  When I first met Mistress, she told me she was more submissive, but at the same time wasn't that experienced in D/s other than occasional bedroom play.  Early on, I did get to dominate Mistress, and had a great time doing it, but she found out it really wasn't for her.  Since then, 99% of our time together has been with me submitting to her.  That being said, I occasionally yearn to practice the dominant side of my deviant mind.  Last night I had trouble sleeping and allowed myself to imagine what life would be like if Mistress was actually a submissive or an occasional switch.  Oh, the things I would make her do...

• At times I would pick out her clothes.  I would have her wear short skirts or short shorts and high heels when going to lunch during or grocery shopping.
• Some mornings I would have her set her alarm so she could wake me with her hands or mouth.
• I would make her play with herself in the car while I drove, or have her play with me

• I would make her wear heavier makeup when we go out to a new place.
• I would tie her down and use our fucking machine on her at a really slow pace to drive her crazy.  After an hour or so, I would turn it up and make her come multiple times. 
• When out in public, I would make her go into the bathroom and take her panties off and bring them back to me.
• I would make her send me compromising photos during the day.
• Go to a strip bar and get lap dances while she watches.
• Take her to a Pro-Domme and watch her get dominated.

• Make her find porn to send to me.
• Have her flash me in public.
• Have her wear a skirt to the movie with no panties so I can play with her.
• Make her reach into her panties whenever I ask so I can taste her.
• Have her clean off my cock with her mouth after sex.
• Buy her latex panties with a plug to wear so she gets all squishy

• Make her masturbate for me
• Have her create a profile on a dating site for women using an email address we share
• Put her in predicament bondage positions

• Put her in chastity
• Use cupping cups on her nipples to make them stick out more

In short, I would probably be meaner to her than she is to me.  That could create some interesting tit for tat situations.  That being said, I don;t think I could get Mistress to go for too many of these things.  Oh well, I bet I would...

  

Dominant Thoughts

First off, I hurt my back yesterday.  Mistress decided to let me out of chastity because of it.  I was slightly disappointed, as I wanted to endure, but she likely made the right move.  Adding the difficulty of chastity to a sore back would likely delay my healing.  She did put me in a nighty so she did keep me as her slave that way.

The other night when we had some really hot sex, it started with me using my hands and fingers.  Below are pictures that have inspired me.  That in turn has given me dominant thoughts.  I have spent hours upon hours under Mistress' teasing hands and fingers.  Begging, pleading, spilling my guts all while she kept me on the edge.  I would like to return the favor some time and give her some mind blowing orgasms by delaying the release.  Here are some incredibly sexy images of what I would like to do to her.







































This last picture makes me imagine a long tease with no climax until she was a blubbering mess.



 

Girl Spanking Girl

Today I edge to the following story  http://strictjuliespanks.blogspot.com/2013/10/trainer-trained.html?zx=e88ece1fc81f892b

An excerpt.

"Well I don't think you've learned your lesson yet. You're liable to go right out and spend your and Brian's money without consulting him. Another hundred, harder than the last, will make you think twice about overspending!"

With that I threw my right leg over the backs of her thighs. I asked Brian to hand me her white and red polka-dot panties that were bundled in with her pants.  I took the panties and stuffed them into her little mouth. "Oh Nooooooo" she said.

"Are you ok with this, Brian?" I asked him.

"Yeah, absolutely. Spank the brat." He said. Ha Ha! this would work out well!

"Do you hear that, Michelle? Brian thinks you're a brat and that you need this spanking."

She responded with a little plaintive "Ohhhhhh" through her panty gag.

I then started in on her second set of one hundred. I made these all harder and faster than the first, and went in groupings of twenty or so at a time, giving her only enough time to calm down a bit between the groupings. There was a lot of struggling under my leg and left arm, and almost animal-like grunts coming out of her mouth at the climax of each grouping of twenty. I got to the end of the second hundred, with Michelle bravely holding on right to the end. somewhere in there she had spat out the panty gag in order to hyperventilate. After the spanking, she lay across my knee, sobbing, sniffling, and vocalising little sounds like "uh uh uh uh uh".

I helped her up to her feet, which she did gingerly, and I guided her over to the wall, and made her stand facing it with her hands on her head. Without being asked, she stood up high on her tiptoes. I wondered if this was something a Dom had once made her do? She stood there very submissively, dark, dusky red bottom on display for Brian and I.