In my life I have known a few women.
I have known a woman, a very special and wonderful submissive, who so badly needed to be of service that she cried tears of remorse that she could not.
I have known a woman who abused her body for my pleasure, at the end of a phone, till she screamed in agony and frustration, awaiting my permission to release.
I have known a woman who sniffed at my shoes so she could cum. It was difficult for her to cum on her own unless she could worship my shoes. I didn’t even have to be present. Just having my shoes was enough for her.
I have know women who have been so terrified by their deep desire to submit that they acted dishonestly. Some of them, later, begged to be punished so that they might be forgiven.
I have known women who could only be provoked by me.
I have known other women who would happily spread their legs for anyone.
I have known still other women who would spread their legs for anyone, if they knew it would please me. Especially if I was watching.
I have known women who have submitted their bodies to my pleasure, knowing that they were going to hurt, yet willing to accept the suffering so they could be pleasing. More, they NEEDED to know that I was not considering there feelings in the least, when I used them in this manner.
I have known women to transform into the lowest of sluts, surprising even themselves in the intensity of their cravings, the heat of their burning, the terrible itch in their crotch that only a cock can satisfy. Women, who to anyone’s eye were lady-like and perfectly proper in their outward appearance, becoming whimpering sexual beasts, carnal creatures lost in an erotic rapture, willing to do anything, anything at all. Willing, promising, pleading to do things which they used to find repugnant and vile. Licking and sucking in manners not unworthy of a porn star.
I have seen women reveal their dark desire for pain. Not just being whipped, or spanked, or canned. Every woman I have known had a craving for such things. But there were other women, a much smaller percentage. These had other fantasies, other scenarios where their consent was removed, when there were no safe words, no limits. Deep terrible fantasies of torture, mutilation, and death. These women who were by any measure sane and rational begged me to let loose my own inner beast and let go the leash.
I have had women needfully plead to be humiliated. To be debased, demeaned, objectified, and then tormented. To be put in the mud and handled like animals. To be shown not a shred of consideration. Women with high self-esteem, and a strong wilful character express eternal gratitude to have their mouth used as my personal toilet.
And the ropes, how so very very very many of them crave the ropes. I think all of them have craved the ropes.
I know a woman, a successful professional female in her middle years who is wealthier than I shall ever be, who is always in charge of everything around her, claim that the only time she really feels herself is when she was on her knees in front of me, ready to serve at my pleasure. She will do anything and everything I ask of her.
Another woman I know, has vowed her slavery to me. We are both adults and are well aware that this is not a legal thing, but in all the ways that are meaningful, both good and bad, she is my slave, and I am her Master. I mostly treat her very well, but sometimes I do not. She has no choices. She is slave.
I admire and respect all these women. I do not claim to have a full understanding of why these things happen. Why and how I provoke them. Some of them I have never met in person. Some I have met only very rarely. Some I was able to provoke even before they heard the sound of my voice.
I know with certainty that out there in the rest of the world there are others like these women I have had the privilege to know. So while I consider each and every one of them to be unique, I also know that they share a common sisterhood with so many others. Which means there are other fellows out there, like myself, who seem to have this affect on certain women.
It is a strange and puzzling thing. I have my theories, the things I have spoken of in my blog to date, but really that is all they are – theories.
Happily, I do not have to understand it in order to enjoy it.
Be seeing you,
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Women I have known
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I have only known one woman, my wife. We have been married over 30 years. She has always been strong, confident, and in control of herself. I always accepted the way society said we as men need to act, as equal with our women. And our marriage was dead for over 20 of those years.
Several years ago I decided to save our marriage; I told her to become submissive to me (it was a chance I had to take). Over several weeks she learned to trust me and finally gave over total control over the years.
Today I have an extremely submissive female in my house. She is MUCH happier with me in total control. She needed the structure, rules, discipline I give her. Every morning she brings me my coffee and sits at my feet while I read the news. And the rest of the day she is just as focused on me. Her life is centered on my pleasure and serving me. She needs the strict rules in her life.
I never thought she would accept physical punishment, but she always submits to spanking when she needs it; and it is always hard and painful for her. She always thanks me for it. Her punishments have become rare and far between lately though; she is completely obedient and submissive. Every few days, I give her a few hard smacks to remind her. There are acts of humiliation she offers herself for, it is part of her life she has a deep need for.
Watching how my wife changed so drastically, I truly believe every woman has this submissive nature. Under the right dominant male, almost any female will feel the need and desire to be submissive as the women you have known
A comment on the previous comment by Michael M....
While I do believe that many women have submissive tendencies to a greater or lesser degree, I would argue that not ALL women have submissive natures, as the above comment states. On the other hand, I do agree that many women who would not necessarily have considered themselves submissive can be provoked by the right dominant male.
I am a case in point. I have always considered myself an alpha female - strong, independent, and totally in charge. I would never have described myself as submissive either in thought or deed....until the right dominant male (a dominant of extraordinary power and charisma) came along a few years ago and provoked my submissive response. My response was immediate, intense and total. Under his power and control, I have embraced my submissive nature and watched it develop and flourish.
I consider myself a very fortunate girl, indeed.
Greetings Michael,
Thank you for your comments.
I believe that your experience should be required reading for all men who find themselves in relationships that have become stale or "dead".
While I don't think your approach will work in all cases, since not all women are submissive, and not all men are able to take their girl "in hand" as you have, I believe that many relationships could be saved by charting the same path you did.
Congratulations.
I think it is also interesting to note that your wife is obviously submissive, but not at all masochistic, which I think is also more the average in the population. So, spanking is only a punishment, and nothing more.
And I am sure your sex life has improved as well, eh?
Thanks again for your comment.
Be seeing you,
MC
Greetings m,
It is of course impossible to know how many women are submissive, and how many are more dominant. However, both your experience and Michael's would seem to suggest that submissive women are hiding under all sorts of blankets which need only be lifted up in order to be revealed.
In Michael's case it was a question of him finally taking charge of the situation. In yours, it was meeting a dominant who knew how to handle you, and was strong enough to make it stick. In both cases, it is unlikely that anyone would have judged either you or her as being submissive, yet you are.
I can't help but feel that if more fellows took charge of their relationships, that perhaps we would find that there are a great deal more submissive females in the population than we expect.
And yes, given all the females who never seem to find the right fellow to submit to, you are indeed fortunate.
Be seeing you,
MC
Mackenzie,
"And I am sure your sex life has improved as well, eh?"
Well since you asked, my story could really fill a novel that I barely touched on. If you can handle the truth.....
Sex life? What sex life? In our first 20+ years of marriage, I cannot remember my wife once kissing me without without my initiating it. Sex? I had to make an appointment which sometimes wasn't worth the hassle.
Today, my wife can be doing her chores, washing dishes or laundry, and I can walk up and grab her and haul her back to the bedroom (or floor right there) and she has a sexy smile on her face as she follows. We have far more sex now in a month then we did annually before. I can walk up to her and grab her and within seconds she is very wet, and willing.
Knowing life with her before, I cannot for the life of me wrap my mind around how submissive she is, what make her work, how a woman can change so drastically. I am just along to enjoy her.
Greetings Michael,
Thanks for the additional comment.
Anytime you would like to tell some of your story I would be happy to post it here. I am always looking for material from others (and dominants in particular) concerning their own journey of self-discovery.
Be seeing you,
This is, without a doubt, one of the most heart-warming stories I have ever read on a blog.
Bravo to you Michael M. for taking the plunge. You deserve your happiness, and so does your wife.
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