Submissive Boyfriend’s Painful Lesson
Maeve limits herself to a single cigarette after spanking Brett. Once she chain-smoked. She weaned herself away from nicotine with sadism.
Brett introduced her to consensual sadism and female-led domestic discipline. Her pleasure in cruelty was a huge surprise.
She had always preferred to be the boss. That she might take absolute control of romantic relationships, delighted her.
When she quit smoking a pack of cigarettes every day, she forbade Brett candy and cola. He hated the healthy diet. But signed a contract giving Maeve the right to control his behavior.
Brett had lapses. He admitted his failures and accepted punishment. Maeve wondered if her submissive boyfriend was manipulating her.
One day she confronted him with a candy bar wrapper.
“I’m sorry Mistress.”
“I’m going to punish you; you know that.”
“Yes Ma’am. Should I go to the bedroom?”
“You know that and want me to. I’m not going to spank you. I resign as your Mistress. You aren’t worth it.”
Brett begged her to reconsider. He promised to be good.
“Why aren’t you good already? You say you love me. You worship me. Why don’t you obey me?”
Maeve ignored Brett for a week. He grew frantic.
Saturday morning she poured each of them a cup of coffee and told Brett to kneel at her feet. He glowed.
Now that he had a Domme to serve, the idea of going back to vanilla frightened him. Once he wanted a Mistress; now he needed one. He needed Maeve’s authority. She guided him to better choices.
“Brett, I cannot tolerate you manipulating me into spanking you. Ask for a spanking if you want one. I know that you feel that isn’t ‘real.’ You are in danger of becoming a smart-assed masochist.”
“I apologize Mistress. I will do better.”
“I realize that I need to find a way to punish you that is different from our play. Something you will hate. A deterrent to SAMiness.”
Maeve’s determination awed him. He suspected his submission was deepening. He might be going from submissive male to slave man. Or was he? He must follow his Mistress’ lead.
“We will begin to have a weekly talk. Every Saturday morning, we will discuss our week. This will be a formal conversation between Mistress and malesub. This will continually renew our sense of roles and mutual understanding.”
“Thank you Ma’am.”
“What are you thanking me for?”
“For being so wise and wonderful.”
She smiled, bent and kissed him.
“Now I’m going to punish you for that candy bar. Go to the bedroom, assume the position.”
Brett lay face down on the bed. Maeve paddled him long and hard. Brett had expected worse.
“Don’t move; I’m not done.”
She rubbed an ointment into the bright red skin of his buttocks. The already tender skin started to burn. Brett moaned. He reached back.
Maeve swatted his hands away.
“Don’t touch it. It is a mix of wintergreen oil and hot pepper oils. I don’t want you transferring any of it to a more sensitive place, like your eyes.
“Be a good boy and learn your lesson. Your Mistress knows what is best for you.”