Jasmyn
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Joined: 2/6/2004 From: New Zealand Status: offline
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What was your first, real time experience like as a Domme learning the lifestyle? I was switching with my boyfriend about 8 or so years ago. We had met via BDSM a few months before so we spent a lot of time experiementing in play sense, but no d/s outside those scenes, until we decided try d/s for a week, tossing a coin to see who would be subbing to who. Yay for me I won and chose to be on top. We were in cities about an hour apart so we were able to make good use of emails and online chats during the week, culminating in my visiting him on the weekend. We spent a few hours going through a BDSM checklist together and from his responses and mine, I laid out some ground rules... ways he was to address me, that I would be setting daily tasks for him, slave positions I wanted him to learn, a mantra he was to recite when asked...luckily his flatmate worked late and we'd use this time when he was alone in the house each day on the phone to each other ... during these chats he had to be naked, in collar and cuffs ... his daily tasks would be anything from finding a particular coloured rope to ringing me at an allotted time or doing an internet search for a topic of my choice. Each morning he had to ring me and then check his email for his daily task and send a morning letter of devotion so I would have that to read when I got up. By the time the weekend rolled around he was amping. He was responding well to the structure and desperately panted for more. It was not until our second night together that we were able to totally immerse ourselves, with all the trappings of BDSM and I nearly came in my pants when I first put the collar about his throat real time... having him beg for it first ...explaining to him exactly what this collar means to me and by extension would mean to him ... that if he was not prepared to accept it on those terms and ultimately respect it because of those terms, then he best not beg for it. Asking him if he wanted it, if he really did want to be 'owned' by me, having him tell me how much he wanted to be 'owned', to be mine, etc ... By the time the collar was buckled about his neck he was floating and so was I. That moment had consumed my thoughts for a week, as they had his ... I don't think either of us really understood going into it just how powerfully symbolic that one act could be. My only props that night were the collar, a leash, wrist and ankle cuffs, and a blindfold ... he was never bound or tied ...so the cuffs really were surplus to requirements in the end, but putting them on him while inspecting 'my slave' to be, teeth, hair, bollocks, chest, arms, muscle tone etc ... helped to set the mood ... also the wearing of the cuffs had become ritualistic for him as he had had to wear them whenever he spoke to me on the phone in the week prior...thus wearing them was an extension of his servitude. The night was memorable and one I always remember fondly, the whole week was a trip in itself ... I had some great fem doms around me and books and read what I could and asked questions where I could and bounced ideas off my fem dom friends ...and it was all good and valuable info ... the night flowed ... I got into a stride ...putting myself on a pedastal ... quick to pull him up if he didn't address me as he should ... quick to praise him when he pleased me ... a lot of the night was spent with me spinning fantasies to him and having him act out certain parts ... he had a bi-side ... and in the 'community' he was seen to be the 'dominant' one of the two of us ... so I played on those to things ... talking him through a fantasy moment of fucking him in public ...then at a drop of a hat having him crawling around on all fours, while I lead him around on a leash, telling him we were at a play party, describing everyone in attendance ... pretending I was taking him from table to table..getting him to spread his legs or bend over, or open wide for inspection ...telling him maybe it wouldn't be me fucking him in public but one of these fine dominant men ...pulling and pushing him from reality to fanstasy ...over and over again ...till he didn't know what way was up and what way was down ... He ultimately called safeword and asked that we stop ... he was in la la land and deeply in subspace ... It was not until later the following day when we discussed him safewording, did I find out just how far under my spell he was ... as in a moment of clarity ..he imagined the unimaginable and realised in that moment had I told him to crawl across hot coals to his death because as his Mistress and he my collared sub, that would please me ... he would have done it ... even wanting me to ask it of him ... It had freaked him out just how readily he went under and it was a longtime before he asked me to dom him again. quote:
What did you learn from it? I learned the power of symbolisms, rituals and words... and how vulnerable people are to them...and how much I love them for it. quote:
If you could have done anything differently that first time, what would it be? Within that particular scene/week, I don't think I would have changed a thing ...
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"To learn the art of submission a slave must first give up the desires that drew him to submission in the first place." Mistress Jasmyn Jan 2005. Visit My Website
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