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Humiliating Strapon Domination From Strapon Mistress Nora Morris
When I first laid eyes on this gorgeous Strapon Domme, Mistress Nora Morris, I felt weak at the knees. I can tell She is a naturally dominant woman.
I can tell, because I’ve developed quite the radar for recognizing dominant women in a crowd. Nothing turns me on more than to have a mature woman in my life to take control over me and my naughty ass.
I just love the way that Strapon Mistress Nora Morris is looking at this guy’s asshole, as if it’s the most natural thing in the world that She would take control over a man by humiliating him through ass play.
At this time, I myself am submitting to a strict, mature woman, who also looks Naturally Dominant, just like Nora Morris. My Mistress simply radiates Dominance. When we met, I recognized Her as a Domme and She recognized me as a subby. We ended up getting together and the roles in this Femdom relationship were quickly established. I was to be Her property.
I am pretty much my Mistress’ household boy and pet. Frequently, when I am working on something at the computer, my Mistress comes walking into the room out of the blue and tell me to strip down for Her.
Whenever She does, I always say “Yes, Mistress!” and promptly obey. Then I’m standing there in the nude, feeling silly and uncomfortable like a little boy who’s been naughty and is ashamed of it.
It didn’t take my Mistress a very long time for Her to figure out She could take control over me by submitting me to a humiliating Strapon fucking, so She quickly became my Strapon Mistress.
My Mistress needs to have a power rush at least once per day and I have to provide it to Her by stripping down and bending over on Her command. She then fucks me with Her Strapon for half an hour or so.
My Mistress greatly enjoys going on a power rush at the expense of my male pride. And I loved the fact that I was able to give Her that by simply surrendering myself to Her as Her fuck toy.
My Mistress often grabs me by the arm and throws me over Her lap if I have been a bad boy. She then spanks my bottom with Her bare hands until my butt cheeks are glowing red.
Then She plays with my ass, spitting on it and inserting a finger in my bum. When She wiggles Her finger around, I get a massive boner. I’ll be squirming to position myself comfortably.
My Mistress usually laughs at me when I do this. She enjoys the fact that I am addicted to Her humiliation. I am trapped in Her Femdom web. She has total control over me. She owns me. We both know this.
To be used as a full time household pet and a fuck toy for a dominant woman… is the best feeling in the world. I always work hard to earn my Dominant Strapon Mistress’ respect and approval.
I haven’t had to bend over for my Mistress yet today, but usually around this time She will order me to do so.
When I am being fucked by my Mistress, I love to concentrate on the wonderful feeling of Her well lubed Strapon sliding in and out of my asshole. I love the feeling of my Strapon Mistress banging into my freshly spanked butt cheeks.
I also love the feeling of Her warm hands holding my waist as She is fucking me hard. It makes me feel like She owns me. Which She does! We both greatly enjoy confirming Her ownership of me, Her little pet.
When my Mistress fucks me, She lets Her bare breasts dangle freely. But She tells me I can’t turn around to look at them. I may also not touch them. While taking a banging from behind, I imagine how Her breasts jiggle as She is banging my submissive, Strapon hungry ass.
This gives me a throbbing hard boner. But I may not have my sweet release until my Mistress gives me permission to do so. This is how things go down in a Femdom relationship. My Mistress controls every aspect of my life.
My real life Femdom Strapon Mistress dominates, trains and Strapon fucks me in pretty much the same way Nora Morris is doing to Her very own pet boy.
My Mistress knows I run websites like these, where Females are being worshipped like they should. She knows I am not complete unless I am able to worship Women like they should be. It makes me submissive and my Mistress knows this. So She lets me run my websites and reads my submissive thoughts when my posts are finished.
Then She laughs at me, but always reminds me that She thinks I’m so cute when I’m submissive and eager to please Her.
My Mistress has just told me that She will be needing my services soon. My heart is pounding at the thought of bending over for Her and once again being put in my rightful place, beneath Her, once again.
She ordered me to strip down, which I have now done, and I had to bend over so She could insert a butt plug into my bum. Whenever my Mistress anally penetrates me, She knows this reminds me that I belong to Her.
As I write this, I am completely in the nude, wearing a butt plug and in anticipation of another degrading domination session by my Mistress. Oh, how I love the Femdom lifestyle!
My most intimate opening is my Achilles heel. My behind is my Mistress’ way of taking control over my mind. It find it completely humiliating having to bend over for a woman and exposing my anus to Her.
When my Mistress inserts Her Strapon into my anus, I can feel my mind breaking. I lose my own will. My will belongs to Her. Her every wish is my command.
And I wouldn’t have it any other way. I worship my Mistress, my Goddess. I thank Her every day for taking control over my life. Without Her and Her Loving Female Authority, I would be lost.
I’m going to worship my Mistress’ divine body right now, or She will become angry enough to spank my so hard I won’t be able to sit for a week.
If you, dear reader, have any real life experiences with Female Domination, please let them be known in the comments. Thank you very much for visiting my blog.
I’m off to serve my Mistress!
I enjoyed your story. It’s got a nice twist to it. It reminded me that my neighbor had a similar experience when he was living in San Diego. He told me his next door neighbor was a spritely yet stern woman in her mid mid 30′s. She appeared to be independently wealthy and spent a lot of money on her looks, which I am told was just short of spectacular. But there was one thing particularly unusual about her behavior. She almost always wore expensive italian leather jeans and always appeared to have a bulge in her crotch-thigh area. It was most certainly a dildo stuffed inside. She wore high heel boots and was voluptuously busty and quite a sight fore sore eyes as she walked out front to her car. The neighbors were almost always glued to their windows in total shock. This was not a transvestite, nor was she a man in any way. She was a very dominant woman who was addicted to the attention she was getting in public and loved every moment of it.
August 15th, 2010 at 9:24 amSo, my friend, Paul, finally had a chance encounter with her in the market and got a chance to initiate a conversation. He said he was expecting a male voice trying to make itself feminine, but as it turned out, there was absolutely no trace of male voice. She was indeed a woman. Paul was just mesmerized by her and had been for over a year.
Three weeks later he ran into her again, this time at a department store,I believe it was Macy’s
This time he got brave enough to ask if he could come over for a visit. Paul’s confidence level is not very high and he said he was petrified of being rejected, so it was a real shock when she said that it would be fine. The next day he came over and brought lunch and a bottle of wine. She let him in and was quite friendly. He said he could hardly keep from staring at the bulge in her crotch. I definitely caught her attention and she asked him if he was curious what it was.
I had a hard time getting him to continue his story as he seemed quite protective of what went on after that. It took him almost six months before he thought he could trust me with that event and finally told me everything. He said it was a dildo, but one of those super realistic ones that look and feel like the real thing. He said she pulled it out and asked him if he wanted to kiss it. He said that was the sexiest thing that has ever happened to him in his life. From there, it progressed into actually sucking it and then one day, a few months ago she went anal on him and pumped him so hard, he had three enormous climaxes in a period of an hour.
I know he continues to see her, driving back down to San Diego on the weekends and I think he is psychologically addicted to her like a powerful drug. I haven’t made any kind of comment to him because I know he is having the time of his life with her and there is no way I’m going to interfere, nor will I ever tell the neighbors there what was going on in that house. In fact, I sort of envy him for his ability to explore alternative sexual practices and actually have a strange and unique love for this woman.