Is there anything more attractive than a handsome, intelligent, accomplished man on his knees, with his head down and his naked butt up in the air, in the classic posture of submission?

She was mocking him now, deliberately heightening the feeling of degradation he was experiencing.  As she talked she tugged lightly on the leash that helped hold him in this humiliating position.

"You will obey me, won't you now?"

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I am a single, attractive, gregarious, intelligent, sensitive, sensual, dominant female seeking a long term relationship.

I desire a successful professional, articulate and educated gentleman who, in private, is a submissive.  It is a strong man who can surrender his power and submit.  This would be vanilla on the outside, kinky on the inside!  You must be alpha in your daily life, seeking balance through service and discipline.  I see it as the Yin-Yang of life.

For the record, I earned an MBA and have considerable business experience, so I understand the world of top level executives and entrepreneurs.

Ultimately, I seek a harmonious and monogamous relationship that would include intimacy, servitude and ownership.  I expect obedience at all times and do believe in discipline!  If you earn it; I will administer the reward or punishment (all in perception) you crave from your Mistress!

Sincerity, integrity and honesty are qualities that are critical to any relationship, especially one like this. Discretion is the better part of valor.

Our brain is the largest and most powerful sex organ; it is the computer of the body!  Our skin is the body's largest organ; it is a sensor, shield and a communicator.  Nothing is more of a turn-on for me than a sub with a good mind/brain.

Communication comes in many forms....written, verbal, listening, and body language.  It is innate...it is critical...and ironically, this thing we desire, we also fear the most!  Communication and honesty are paramount to a healthy, happy, and lasting D/s relationship.  Common goals and interests are important as well.

I want a relationship in all the best senses; intellectually, emotionally, physically, and spiritually.  Laughter, wild adventures, creating memorable moments and making each others dreams come true should all be major components of a good D/s relationship. It is paramount to understand that protecting the trust we establish is critical.

To speak and be spoken to....to hear and be heard. The latter is much harder to do.

I enjoy traveling both weekend and extended.  I enjoy theatre and fine dining.   I enjoy the outdoors with activities that include golf, walking, biking, beaches and mountains.  I honestly love the water. being in it, on it or just near it; swimming, sailing, kayaking, beaches.

Laughter is the shortest distance between two people. (Victor Borge)

I have provided you a vanilla photo; if you write, I expect the same courtesy.  I do not want cartoons or cocks, I just want a simple vanilla photo.

I am flattered that many in their twenties, thirties and early forties are attracted to older women.  I, however, draw the line and find joy in younger subs.....but only consider subs from their late forties forward!

I am transitioning over to BossLady4You since I have had so many recommendations to change my screenname.  I will keep this up for all the subs and Doms that follow me.

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The leash was attached to a leather collar that she had put around his neck. She threaded the leash between his legs and up his to the small of his back. By holding the leash she could ensure that his head was down.

She had handcuffed his hands together between his legs. He wondered how long he would stay in this supine position.

"You have a nice body," she said. Her hands ran appraisingly over his. She enjoyed the sight of his shapely ass, invitingly jutting up. It was a pretty picture.

He was mortified at the thought of appearing like this. But he felt an intense excitement. She was so attractive and so masterful. "You certainly know how to touch a man", he thought. He wanted to please her, to show herself off and obey her every command.

She slid her hand between his thighs. He twitched as she caressed his sex. "Already hard," she said.  He began to move, to signal that he wanted her to touch him there again.  He knew that if she did he would soon be oblivious, jerking and moaning as she played with his swollen penis, running her hands along the shaft.  He waggled his butt, another invitation. He felt like an animal...and then ealized....he was the prey.

She played on this sensation.  "I am going to take you out to the horse training rink for some obedience lessons, but first, you are to get dressed and immediately drive over to The Heavenly Spa; Amanda is expecting you.  She is going to wax your entire body; won't that be delicious?!!  You are a hairy mess; I like my boys acomoclitic!  Because you did not follow my directions you will have your entire body done; that should teach you a lesson.  I will get a detailed report and do not expect to hear that you whined or uttered one syllable, other than thanking her at the end.  You need to tip her generously, and report back for training. Understood?" she said.

When you return you will be prancing around the rink, on a leash, wearing nothing but some high boots and little bells attached to your nipples so you will jingle as you move."

He could imagine the delicious feeling of humiliation this would evoke. Facing a total stranger and having his entire body waxed will be utter humiliation, knowing I will be exposed to a total stranger and a report will be given to Mistress.Returning to her for further inspection and training will be even added humiliation.  Oh my....this is the ultimate humiliation. He won't be the responsible professional; rather, he would be reduced to a chattel, treated like a dog or a horse being disciplined by his Master.

"When you return I'm going to hitch you up to a little carriage and have you pull me," she continued.  "You will be naked and I will be fully dressed.  Can you imagine how degrading that will be?  Imagine that you are pulling a group of women, who are casually making sport of your humiliating predicament."

He felt the beginning of an orgasm. It was embarrassing, but she knew exactly what excited him, and the knowledge that he knew gave him a delicious feeling of helplessness.  He could only submit.

The touch was gentle, but insistent. He had never experienced such ecstacy before.  It came in waves, transporting him.  He moaned and began gyrating.  This added to the humiliation, but he was too intent on the growing glow coming from his loins to care.  "I am a wanton slut," he thought dreamily, as the waves of lust passed through his shuddering body.

to be continued

The scene had begun with an inspection. He had shown up at the rendezvous as scheduled, wearing the prescribed outfit. Under his pants he was to wear a frilly pair of panties.

"Stand at attention," she had said. He stood with his hands clasped together meekly in the small of his back.

He looked good like this. She kissed him, wrapping his hand behind his shoulder and pressing her mouth over his. A wave of pleasure flooded him. It had already happened. He was hers to command, a captive of love.

Their tongues met. He signaled his submission by kissing back, balancing precariously with his hands behind his back. "She can do with me what she wills," he thought, dreamily.

Her hands began exploring his body. The touch was electric. His fingers playfully played over his butt, then up his midriff. She started to unzip him. A thrill went through his body. Soon he would be exposed.

But she was in no hurry. She teased him, unzipped a little more, then began loosening the belt. The sensation almost made his swoon, and he momentarily lost his balance.