Robert Fairer 

What would your perfect boi look/act like if you got him home?

Hmmmmm… He’d be sweet and nervous but eager and obedient and devoted and desperate to please. He’d be funny and good with banter but easy to fluster and affect. He’d have a pretty mouth and soft, grabbable hair and a responsive body that he’d turn over to me completely. He’d be communicative and engaged and able to have/hold his own boundaries. My perfect boy would be imperfect (as am I!), but he’d work to be good and he’d want to be mine.

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I told you to ask permission. But did you listen? No. Too proud, too stupid, too… you.

Now look at you, down on the ground, beaten and sobbing and begging forgiveness. Well, it’s too late for that now, babycakes. You’ve made me angry. You need to be taught a lesson, and I’m going to enjoy teaching it to you. You’re so weak and pathetic…you obviously don’t have a high pain tolerance or strong mental fortitude, which is too bad, ‘cause it’s always more satisfying when I finally break you guys who do, but I’ll have my fun anyway… and it’ll all be at your expense. I will break you, that much I can promise. I mean, you do seem pretty broken already, but then, if you were, you’d have remembered to ask my permission, now wouldn’t you have? And I know you’ve said you’re sorry, I know you’ve promised never to forget again, but, I’m gonna do what it takes just to make sure.

Now, roll over and get up on all fours.

Good doggy. Now get your ass up and your face to the floor.

Oh, and I give you permission to thank me after each swat.

So…. This is a true story, I have been in the femdom lifestyle since I was in my teens, 40 years ago. So when I moved from the UK to a large city in Texas I dove in with both feet… this is in the four years before I met my Wife, my Goddess. The love of my life. So, I met a lot of people on line, and started going to monthly play parties, which were fun. But to cut a long story short, I ended up as the slave of a professional Domme for a while. Her apprentice would get to help torment and torture me and I would stock and clean the play house and serve Her at local PEP meetings and play parties. One such party was at the home of a lawyer, the owner of my friend. I was to be naked all night and chained to the boots of my Mistress… as was the custom, nobody talked to me without Her permission and nobody made eye contact, I was an object for Her use, a toy. I spent the night, being “inspected” fondled, and flogged by my mistress and Her friends… and then it became time to provide entertainment. I was hooded, and could see nothing and hear a little, raised to my feet and my hands bound above my head and my legs tied apart. I felt the slickness of lube run down my ass cheeks and a latex, gloved hand lube my asshole. This was way before I’d experienced chastity, so I was incredibly hard, I heard my female friend’s voice telling me to relax as I felt the strap on enter me, to the laughs and jeers of the other guests. She fucked me deeply, starting slowly and becoming more frenzied as She grabbed my shoulders for leverage. I felt a pair of silky panties wrap around my hard cock, and my Mistresses hand start pumping me. “Do it, you nasty beast, do it in the crotch of My panties, let everyone see what a dirty animal you are” and after a while, I did, I came, and came and came, She expertly pumped me into her panties and pulled Her hand away, leaving me to dribble, bereft of the comfort of Her grip. When my friend pulled out, a large butt plug was inserted and my Mistress’s panties removed from my cock and shoved in my mouth. “Suck them clean you dirty little whore” She said and I did as I hung there for I don’t know how long.

I don’t know if you’ll find this interesting, but I wanted to share…. And if anyone is wondering, I’m much happier with my Wife, our relationship is closer and deeper, with a lot of love on both sides. But I have had an interesting life 💋

Barbara Palvin