9/11/2014 3:00:56 AM

Female Led Relationships I recently have been assigned to write an essay about my thoughts of Female Led Relationships. First of all I must admit with some sadness, that I find it hard to believe in Female Supremacy in general. I have seen to many fake findoms and otherwise not too intelligent females that I have come to believe that Female superiority in general does not exists. Having said that, I must admit to myself that I have a submissive nature towards the female gender and that I am sure that I would personally benefit from the guidance and training of a strong beautiful dominant woman. I have been looking for someone to guidance, train and teach me for most of my adult life. Instruments that can be used in a Female Led Relationship are in my opinion orgasm control or chastity, obedience training, humiliation, discipline and punishment. The latter can be corporal or otherwise. Orgasm control or chastity is very important in such a relationship because it stops men from wasting their time and libido masturbating. All their energy is directed towards the domme. A man becomes much more attentive to her needs. The fact that the domme owns my orgasms serves as a constant reminder to me of her authority, which is something I need. It emphasizes the point that we are not equal in this relationship, therefore it deepens my submission to her, and will cause me to worship the ground she walks on. Furthermore it makes me more malleable and obedient and therefore more fun to play with for the domme. I must confess that following rules and instructions excites me a lot. Although I tend to struggle and feel very conscious about some rules and even sometimes resist and become a bit defiant, deep inside me I know that it is good for me to be obedient and I think obedience training is an important instrument in teaching me to be a good submissive in a Female Led Relationship. The more trivial the rules, orders or training may seem, the more defiant I will probably try to get, but the more important I think it is when the domme keeps her ground and humiliates me by ordering me to do a certain thing she has set me to do in the first place. As a submissive, I believe that the female is in every way superior to me because she is an elegant, beautiful and intelligent dominant woman and I am a merely a submissive male. Therefore she always knows better than me what is right and wrong and I should follow her leads at all time, thus improving my behavior as a submissive and becoming more useful to her and all other dominant females. She is my teacher in the wonderful world of submission. Obedience training lies in the extension of chastity control; making the male submit to an extensive set of rules, trains him to be obedient and take the orders of the female without hesitation. This makes him a more useful partner or plaything towards the female. Humiliation can be used to break the pride of the male. I have a lot of pride and sometimes this can make me question the domme. Therefore humiliation is a good way to put me in my place. When a male is sexually excited, either by teasing or chastity, he will contishes and secrets. These can often be used against him to become more compliant when he is in a defiant mood. of course humiliation can also be used just for fun of as punishment. I can think of different forms of humiliation that would make me feel vulnerable. Having to wear panties under my business suit to work and other forms of light feminization, kneeling before and licking the soles and kissing the shoes and feet of a beautiful women work two ways. On the on hand it makes me feel small and helpless and on the other it is a strange turn on that makes me very excited and therefore more malleable and obedient to the wishes of the domme. That brings me to discipline and punishment. When i think of discipline I think of a set of rules to follow, but also of corporal discipline. This is not the same as punishment. Punishment is not to be enjoyed by the male at all and only to be used in severe cases of disobedience. This can take all kind of forms i.e. not be contacted by the domme or severe corporal punishment. Discipline is more subtle and can varier from corporal punishment to emphasize certain points or just for the pleasure of the domme. The male will benefit from this because he learn to associated certain behavior with certain sensations the way the domme wants to program him. Or it can take the form of a writing assignment (check out www.writeforme.org if you like),bondage, kneeling i.e. All these instruments, and I am sure the reader can think of many more, will help the female to mold the men into the servant she wants him to be and into the servant he wants to become. With as a result a happier live for the both of them. One aspect that I have not mentioned so far is that underneath all this seem-ably harsh treatment there should be an element of care and love of the female towards her servant. In return to surrendering all his responsibilities to his Mistress he knows he is in a safe place where the outside world can not harm him and although he does the most perverted humiliating task for her, she is proud of his capability to surrender to her.

8/29/2014 1:46:52 AM

I've written a story: mind you, I am not a native speaker and this is the first story I have ever written). Captured part 1: I am called into the office of my female manager, Sandra, she is about 35, has nice long dark hair and a beautiful body. Long legs, wrapped in fine hosiery and wears beautiful expensive shiny black pumps. My eyes are drawn towards her legs and feet as I enter. She breaks my spell by starting to speak: "Taka, any idea why I called upon you today?" No miss, I honestly I have not, I reply. You don't, she says and smile. That's good. I'm silent and watch her foot as she dangles her shoe. I'm quite satisfied with your development since you started to work for us and I wanted to let you know there might be an opportunity for you in our new office, she continues. Are you interested? Of course I am interested! I'd love an opportunity to improve my job situation. To be honest I started looking around for another job some time ago, but I had not told anyone because I did not want to blow my chances here. Instead I answer: it depends Miss...... She looks at me and smiles again. Her shoe keeps dangling from her toe and I can see her beautiful foot encased in nylon. Do I even smell it? She catches my gaze and I blush. I feel caught and embarrassed. Her shoe drops to the ground and it lands awkwardly in between us. Instead of rising out of her chair to grab it she looks knowingly at me. I blush again and divert my gaze to the ground. Would you be so kind to fetch my shoe she says with an evil grin. Fetch! My heart skips a beat! I am really turned on by her display of power and I would love to give in to my submissive feelings and get on my knees and put the shoe back on her foot, but that surely cannot be what she wants? I know it is what you really want to do, she says. Fetch! I cannot move, I am caught between lust, embarrassment and disbelief. I'll clarify the situation I hear her say somewhat on the background....I or should I say we, found out some interesting information about you Taka. Before I can react she picks up her phone and calls in Melissa, the IT girl as I call her in my mind. I have a secret crush on Melissa, who always wear the finest clothes and the highest heels around the office. I fantasize about her and jerk of on the tought of smelling her nyloned toes and licking her shoes clean. Confidently Melissa walks in, wearing skin toned hose with open toed purple pumps, perfectly matching her two piece purple suit. Hi Taka she says with a mischievous look on her face, guess what happened the other day? I start to think, but nothing comes to mind, I am distracted by Sandra's pumps still lying on the floor and the beautiful presence of Melissa. We had a network failure last month and I had to check all connections to the mainframe Melissa says. Guess what I found on your computer! Oh my god, I think, it cannot be true. I had been watching femdom and did forget to clean up my history.....You had quit an interesting history on your computer Melissa continues and I just had to tell Sandra. Both girls laugh at the same time. I just wished the ground would open and I could disappear in a hole. So you see, Sandra continues, we both know of all your perverted fantasies and wishes, but we really are nice girls and want to help you along in this world...... I glance at her and see a surprisingly friendly face. This is how we are going to do this Sandra says. You are going to fetch my shoe, put it on my foot and are going to lie on your back underneath my feet. I'll explain the rest than while you lick the bottoms of my shoes, is that clear?!! All of a sudden her voice has changed and is all demanding and authoritative. Mesmerized I get out of my chair and drop to my knees. My hand reached out for her pump and as I'm about to pick it up a repugnant smell strikes my nose. Involuntary I move back. Sandra laughs: they DO smell, don't they, she says and winks at Melissa. Now get over her and don't make me wait any longer! I pick up her shoe and gently take her foot in my hand, the touch, the smell, the humiliation of the whole situation have made my cock rock hard in my pants. Melissa sees this and touches the tip with her shoe. I shudder. No denying he likes it Melissa says to Sandra and both girl laugh again. Blushing, redder than red I put the shoe back on Sandra's foot and sit on my knees. What are you waiting for Melissa asks, can't you take orders? On your back and start licking! But, I, I, I stammer.....Suddenly I feel a hand in my hair and a pull. Melissa pulls my head towards the ground and under Sandra's feet. Before I can react I have two shoes in my face. Now start licking and listening Melissa says and don't stop licking till we tell you! I look at the red bottom of the shoes and see that there is quit some dirt on it, it repulses me and turns me on at the same time. Seeing that I have no choice but to comply I take my tongue out and touch the sole. I taste dirt and feel humiliated. Sandra starts to talk: Melissa and I have been friends for a long time, we have met in a fetish club and after we got to know each other and became friends, we became lovers. When the opportunity arose I hired her so she could work in the same office, but nobody knows that we are lovers. We are both very dominant characters and although we love each other very much, we still feel that we miss something in our relationship. That is where you come in! I could not believe what I was hearing, was this my greatest nightmare or a dream come true? I slowed down licking and apparently Sandra had noticed as she but the pointy heel on my throat and put some pressure on it. Quickly I recovered and started lapping as a little puppy to avoid the pain. Good boy, she said. In the meantime Melissa had taken out a camera and filmed most of the event. She took over the conversation and said: since I found out all your femdom fantasies on your computer I have thought of you as our perfect candidate. We both are very demanding and bossy, but we would like you to walk into this with open eyes. We'll give you a choice: either you do exactly as we want and obey our every order, no matter how perverted you might think it is at the time or you can stand up now and walk away. I have taken this video to keep our secret safe. So if anyone ever finds out Sandra and I are lovers we'll make sure that everybody in this office knows of your perversions. The choice is up to you. Sandra will now take of her shoes and you will obediently lie there and smell her stinky nylons for 15 minutes.  I'll have a little errant to run now, if you are still there when I return, I'll know that you have made the right choice lover! An evil grins met my eye before the smell overtook my senses. Yes, Sandra said, I have very smelly feet and I have not changed these nylons nor washed my feet for over a week! My mind was running away with me, I was intoxicated by the smell, my dick was throbbing and I needed to cum there and then. This was the stuff I had always dreamed of. Sandra's was relaxing and rubbing her feet over my face. I was being used as a footrest. Part of me still had some pride, but  I was so excited by the smell of her feet that I couldn't get myself to get up. I knew I was defeated and would do whatever these women wanted of me. I lost all feeling of time as I suddenly heard the door open and Melissa's voice said: I'm back and you're still here, that means you've come to a decision! Sandra lifted her feet of my face and I looked into the radiant eyes of Melissa. My, my, you are a horny boy, she said, pointing at the bulge in my trousers. That won't do at all! Stand up and strip! Hesitantly I got on my feet. Melissa closed in on me and whispered in my ear: there are a few ground rules you have to follow from now on and I won't let you get distracted by your little dicklet....Get naked now! Nervously I started to strip till I was bare naked in front of these two beautiful women. My cock was rock hard and throbbing. Melissa ran a red painted finger nail over the bottom till she reached the tip of it. A drip of precum leaked on her finger. She looked at it and touched my lips with the tip of her finger. That won't do at all, she repeated, but I do have a solution are you going to obey? Y..y..yes Melissa I stammered, I will. That is Miss Melissa and Miss Sandra from now on from now, you understand? Yes Miss Melissa, yes Miss Sandra, I replied. Good, you seem to be a quick learner, that is good. Do you want to know what my little errant was about, Melissa asked? I was not sure what to answer. On cue Sandra appeared next to Melissa and looked me straight in the eyes. Her hand captured my balls and she started to put pressure on them, the pain was bearable, but real. She used a bit more force and it really hurt. My erection subsided and I could see a broad smile on Melissa's face. I've got a little present for you she said, an insurance so to say. In her hand I saw a plastic cage, a CB6000. I was familiar with these and had dreamed of wearing one, but now that it seemed to become reality I was scared. I needed to cum! Melissa took the ring and put it over my balls. She fitted a bit with the different spacers and when she was satisfied she put the cage and got my cock in it. Will you do the honour, she asked Sandra? Of course I will, she said, but first I want to hear Taka here beg for it. Say: please Miss Sandra lock my dick away so I can be your little slut. I had to swallow the last bit of pride I had in me and looked at her beautiful feet and thought of the smell. My dick was trying to get hard in the cage and I realized this is what I had been looking for for all my life. I heard my own voice say: Please Miss Melissa, please Miss Sandra lock my dick away and let me be your slut. I was in a trance, I did not even hear the little lock click before it was all too late.......