Boyfriend Become Girlfriend’s Slave
Sadie realized that Hugo had seduced her into Femdom. That would have embarrassed some women. Sadie said shame was for men only.
When they met, Hugo boasted that he was a “kinky boy.” Experience has shown Sadie that the words meant nothing. He might want to use plastic handcuffs and spank her. Or for her to spank him. He might be one of those boring men under the delusion that they are unusual. She despised ordinary men who bragged of their presumed uniqueness. Nothing was more ordinary than claiming to be weird.
Sadie’s parents had never spanked her. No one ever would. She had spanked a few guys. Spanking was fun. Often, wonderful sex followed. She loved a good orgasm and was always willing to do something extra to have one.
Hugo turned out to be a spankee. He was good in bed. She gladly slapped his bottom. Over the months, casual carnality came to include friendships.
They traded personal histories, including intimate minutiae.
Sadie confessed of times she had felt ashamed. These were only the trivial awkward moments of a perfectionist. Trivial instances of clumsiness or misspeaking.
Hugo said he was not embarrassed by his secret. But she might find it disturbing or disgusting. He used to visit professional dominatrices. He spent thousands of dollars in their dungeons.
He had stopped almost a year ago. His favorite dominatrix was a smart and beautiful. She had more insight into people than any psychiatrist. He relished being her ‘slave.’ Paying to pretend he was a slave was not satisfying.
He wanted a woman to dominate him because she enjoyed it. He needed an intangible that could not be paid for. Tremendously important, it had no market value.
Experience with other men made her happy to spank Hugo. He did not embarrass her with excessive gratitude. But the look in his eyes delighted Sadie. He was so happy and grateful.
She spanked him irregularly. Duration and intensity increased. Hugo’s unembarrassed thankfulness made Sadie feel good about herself. Spankings evolved from a favor to a pleasure.
She began spanking Hugo with her hand. Later she used a hairbrush, paddle and belt. Eventually, a whip.
Hugo yelped and wept. Sadie came to enjoy his whimpers and tears. Unwittingly, she became a sadist.
Everything felt so good. She was even persuaded to try golden showers. Humiliating Hugo was delightful.
Sadie was the first to suggest chastity. Denying him orgasms thrilled her. At first, she made him wait a week. Then she became capricious. They still kissed and cuddled. Physical affection while chaste was maddening. Sadie laughed as he fidgeted and squirmed.
Arousing and denying Hugo increased Sadie’s pleasure in dominance. She began reshaping his life, beginning with protocols.
Hugo was to remain naked at home. Nude but for his chastity device. Soon she added a locked metal slave collar.
In private he must address her as Mistress Sadie.
Hugo was aroused each time his Mistress added a new protocol. Sadie always laughed at these erections. Arousal was a good sign. Female domination must be fun for both.
She bullied him. Lightly. Once at a restaurant, she treated him with contempt when the waiter was at the table. That night Hugo gave her the best orgasm. Feeling merciless, Sadie did not reciprocate.
In the evening, he would sit at her feet. Each read something on their Kindles. Or shared a movie.
Sadie realized she was a Domme. She liked having authority over her lover.
All her old affection for Hugo was intact. Being his Mistress was more satisfying than being his girlfriend.
Hugo found fulfillment in submission. Being owned was better than being merely her boyfriend.