Dear submissive,
You have asked what it is that I, as a Dominant, would wish for,
would desire, would be pleased to receive. And I believe it only
appropriate to reply as honestly as I able to such a heartfelt
request.
I want to know you firstly as a person, someone with a mind, with
thoughts, with opinions and with hopes. I want to be proud of you and
your achievements, and I want to be warmed by your joy, your
happiness and your passion. I want to share hopes and dreams,
laughter and tears, light and darkness. At its root, I want our
relationship to be fulfilling emotionally and intellectually. Without
the ability to be open and honest at this level, we can never hope to
be open and honest at a sexual level.
I want to know you secondly as a woman, with a woman's desires, a
woman's passions, a woman's vulnerability, a woman's need to be held,
sheltered and affirmed. I want to know you intimately; your curves,
your sensitive places, your melting points, your tenderness. I want
to know your love, your care, your affirmation of me. I am a Man, and
I seek a special Woman to complete me, a woman who is brave enough to
explore herself, and to be open and frank about her desires and
needs. I cannot read minds, and neither can I guess at your inner
passions. Again, without the ability to be open and honest at this
level, we cannot hope to be open and honest at the D/s level.
I want to know you thirdly as a submissive to me. I want to know the
pleasure of your willingness, your eagerness, your happiness in
kneeling to me. I want to see the light of joy in your eyes as your
place yourself before me, seeking my pleasure, and trusting me for
yours. I want to see the ecstasy in your eyes as I place the collar
around your neck, and to see the eagerness in your body to serve me
utterly. I want that submission to be not only in private, in the
bedroom, but implicit every moment of every day. I want you to know
that your service to me, your giving and openness to me, your desire
to please me is the most precious gift I could ever have. If you can
call forth my true dominant nature, you will have uncovered something
that no one else will have seen or will know.
And I want to celebrate that submission physically. I want you to be
open to me sexually at all times, even though days may pass before I
avail myself of you – the fact that you are always keeping yourself
ready and open to me will be a source of arousal for me. I want you
to learn to accept, to cherish and to celebrate your sexuality. I
want you to take pleasure in masturbating several times a day, though
not to orgasm, just so you are always heightened in your own state of
arousal. I want you to desire me constantly in every way that a woman
could possibly desire a man.
I want you to desire to take me in your mouth, to make me hard, to
submit your mouth and throat to my deepest and most penetrating
thrusts. I want you to be grateful if I should deign to shed my cum
in that place, and for you to eagerly drink it down and tell me how
happy you are to do so. I want you to desire that so much that you
will always wear red lipstick and makeup to enhance your
attractiveness, and to indicate by your manner that you are always
willing to serve me in that way.
I want you to desire to receive me in your cunt, to always be free of
any clothing that might restrict my access there. My hands, my mouth,
my cock, any toys that I may choose are always welcome there. Whether
standing, kneeling or lying down. Whether on your front or your back,
your cunt is my playground. You will keep it shaved and massage cream
into the skin. When you masturbate, you will think of me using you.
You will yearn not only for the sensations of sex, but also to submit
to my controlling you. You will only cum when I give permission, and
you will give that control to me in obedience and in recognition that
your own pleasure will increase. You will allow yourself to learn the
pleasure of clamps on your labia, and of fine chains to pull them
apart and expose your tender inner membranes. You will wear toys for
me, and perform for me as the sexual slut that you know you are for
me. You will learn to appreciate being spanked on your cunt and to
thrust up your hips so that your Master may see your eagerness to be
punished that way.
I want you to desire me in your arse, to yearn with a deep ache to be
stretched there by my hardness. As my submissive you will always open
that hole to me and be grateful that I use that passage. And as my
submissive, you will appreciate my desire, my longing, my need to be
able to fuck your arse as a matter of course. You will never wear any
clothing that hinders my access to you there, and at a word, a sign,
a look, you will eagerly proffer that entrance to me. If you are
able, you will pull your cheeks apart. If you are able, you will hold
my cock against your puckered rosebud. If you are able, you will
perform for me by using your fingers to stretch and distend that
ring, opening your self to your master for his favourite act.
Standing, kneeling or lying down, you will always be eager to welcome
me in your bottom, and to groan with happiness if I should be pleased
to shed my cum in your rectum.
I want you to desire me to chastise you, to punish you, to spank you,
to use a flogger on you, to learn to appreciate the sting of the cane
and the ache of the paddle. I want to see your bottom marked with the
signs of my handiwork, and your cunt to weep with joy at my
attentions. I want you to desire this attention so much that you will
dress in appropriate clothing and crawl to me on your hands and
knees, an instrument of
chastisement in your mouth, your eyes begging me to use you for my
pleasure.
I want you to be eager to be my play pet, to be my dog, my kitten, my
pony. I want you to wear a dog collar, to eat from bowl, to be led
round on a leash. I want to see you in high heels with a harness and
blinkers, trotting a circle as I use a schooling whip on you, a butt
plug with a horses tail lodged in your arse. And in all this, I want
to se the signs of your arousal, of your sexual desire increased by
my use of you in this way until you are whimpering with need for
release.
I want you to desire to be so submitted to me that you will happily
kneel to me as I piss on you, marking you as mine, rejoicing in your
obedience to me. I want you to open your mouth and lean your head
back, letting my warm stream splash over your face and into your
mouth, trickle down your chin and off your curves. I want you to be
aroused by this, as I will be. I want you to hungrily seek my cock in
your mouth , your cunt your arse, to need to be used roughly as my
sex toy, my fuck pet.
I want you to give yourself to being blind folded, tied up,
suspended, placed over a bench, bent over a tree trunk in a clearing.
I want to see you naked on a St Andrews cross, and to tease your
breasts, using silk, fur and flogger, pinching, scratching and
spanking your soft mounds as you twitch in pain/pleasure. I want to
push my fingers in your wet cunt and to tell you what a dirty slut
you are for enjoying what I am doing. I want to see you marked with
my attentions, and then to hear your cries of pleasure as I use a
vibrator on you and wring from you your orgasms.
I want you to be proud to be displayed by me, to rejoice at being my
slut pet in public. I want you to accept wearing slut clothes in
public, and to be lewdly displayed in clubs. I want you to be proud
that your Master delight in showing you off, and in using you for his
pleasure when ever appropriate.
And when you cum, whenever you feel that climax, whenever I gift you
with the sweetness of sexual relief, I want you to call out my name,
to thank your Master.
And at the end, I want you to be happy, to be fulfilled, to be
grateful that I am your Master. I want to be your world, your joy,
your own desire and focus. When all is over, and the toys are put
away and the passion has cooled on our skin leaving traces of our cum
and scent on each other's flesh, then I want again to see your smile,
and to hear the pleasure in your voice, to know that there is nowhere
else you would want to be but at my feet or in my arms.
Your own
