Continued from: Girl-Talk
A Sarah Jane story
I took the initiative and helped Mistress out of her hot boots, as she spoke and regaled with me with her wisdom of all things pegging. I massaged her hosed toes and ran my thumbs up the seams of her stockings that covered her delicate pads.
"A practice that, for many straight men, represents the ultimate surrender, the final relinquishing of societal expectations and preconceived notions of masculinity." She paused, allowing her words to sink in.
"It's a big step, Sarah," she cautioned.
"When a man allows his female partner to penetrate him, to claim him in the most intimate of ways, he is acknowledging her power, her dominance over his body and how he experiences pleasure. It is an act of profound vulnerability, a willingness to be seen and to be known in a way that few men dare to embrace."
"Only the most confident, the strong ones, would embrace this, Sarah. Their submission, is an indicator of their strength as a person."
As Mistress Andrea's words washed over me, I felt a growing sense of excitement, a blossoming hunger to explore this new frontier with Russell, I could practically picture it!
She went on to speak of the time it takes to prepare for such a scene, frequent anal plugging over time, enemas, the use of black towels instead of white, the use of black medical gloves to match dominant lingerie. It all made sense, and there was a lot to consider for everyone's comfort it would seem.
Mistress left the topic with a final monologue...
"In a FLR, pegging offers an unparalleled opportunity to assert control, to quite literally take possession of your submissive in a way that transcends the boundaries of traditional gender roles. It is a heavy, intoxicating experience for the female, one that can fundamentally reshape the dynamics of any relationship."
As Mistress spoke, I was understanding more, that a good pegging could be used as both a punishment, or a reward. Long-term chastity boys and sissies might welcome it, as their only "real" means of release or pleasure, while a man not it a cage at all, might dread a pegging as much as they dread the hairbrush.
What a wild dichotomy this world is. And speaking of that, and of bi-polar BDSM or a paradox or whatever you want to call it, I broached the next subject with Mistress Andrea.
My thoughts drifted back to the image of Mandy, her naked form in the basement sex dungeon, her vulnerability alone had ignited a fierce arousal within me.
Simmering in my own arousal, I thought back to the moments, the intense scenes and the sessions that I spent down there, completely captive yet completely free!
"Mistress," I began, my voice tinged with a hint of uncertainty, "as much as I love my new dynamic and this FLR, there are moments when....ummm, what if I miss my 'Daddy'? Times when I long to surrender control, to embrace his comforting strength, or to indulge in the liberating release of age regression." I paused, collecting my thoughts before continuing.
"However, given that we have a six-month contract, which clearly defines our roles in this FLR, I find myself in a conundrum, Ma'am."
Mistress Andrea's eyes softened with understanding, her expression one of empathy and experience. "Sarah, baby," she cooed, "the beauty of a D/s relationship lies in its fluidity, its ability to adapt and evolve alongside the needs of those involved. While contracts and agreements serve as valuable guidelines, they should never be viewed as rigid constraints."
Submission temporarily consumed me, as Mistress spoke, and I found myself atop her lap, like a little girl being schooled on the birds and the bees.
Her lips curved into a reassuring smile as she continued. "Remember, huni, your strength as a dominant does not diminish when you choose to temporarily relinquish control. In fact, it demonstrates a level of self-awareness and emotional intelligence that will only serve to deepen your connect with Russell."
"Make an addendum to your contract," she suggested.
"Yes! That makes perfect sense, Ma'am. A single page, clearly outlining the parameters of a switching of role. It would specify that I, and I alone, hold the power to initiate a switch, determining the duration and frequency according to my desires."
Mistress Andrea nodded approvingly, her eyes shining with pride.
"Precisely, Sarah," she purred. "Make sure the terms of switching is female-led, not male! You dictate the when and for how long, but not the how, if that makes sense, sweetie?"
By maintaining control over the timing and length of these switches, I ensure that my authority remains unquestioned, even as I surrender myself to 'Daddy' or 'Master'. And yet, by conceding the details of the scene to be unknown to me, I open myself up to the delicious and tantalizing uncertainty of what the session will entail.
I could be a little girl again, whenever I feel like it, spanked over Daddy's knee!
The sky was truly the limit with me at the reins.
As I lost myself in the tantalizing allure of future explorations, a movement out of the corner of my eye caught my attention. Turning my head, I found myself gazing upon Mandy. Her posture was slightly contradictory - shoulders hunched in a display of submission, her eyes were down, yet her lips curved into a shy smile, suggesting she was pleased to see me.
Mistress Andrea, ever attuned to the nuances of the situation, gracefully excused herself with a knowing smile, leaving Mandy and I alone in the charged atmosphere of the room. As she drew near, I reached out, gently tracing the contours of her welted bum, her breath hitched at my touch.
"Are you ok, huni?" I cooed to her, my thumb brushing against her pouting lower lip.
"I am now," she responded, as she lunged forward to embrace me and kiss me on the lips.
2 comments:
"The sky was truly the limit with me at the reins. " NOW she gets it. And this will probably be more healthy for both her and Russell. Esp as a "Beginner" Domme/mommy. Plus, as I said, power can go to one's head so it does help to remember the 'other side of the paddle ' from time to time.
Speaking of Russell , I wonder what's happening outside with Summer. The opportunities for mischief and humiliation at his expense must be pretty big, though she might settle for simple sexual frustration via teasing with her body. I suppose a spank or two isn't out of the question, though I don't really get her being able to switch like Sarah-Jane, and she might be 'naughty' sneaking one or two swats on him given I don't think she has permission anyway.
Clarence
As for pegging it's something I would enjoy if the ..thing being inserted wasn't super huge or with plastic spikes or something. From a woman of course. I mean it would probably also be painful and she could always use one that was too big for my comfort as punishment. And here's the thing: while I could enjoy pegging in private under some circumstances I admit it would feel humiliating in public, though I don't think it would be 'hard limit' to be exhibited being pegged by my Mistress or one of the female subs. But if she wanted to embarrass me that would be something that could do it.
Clarence
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