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Think for me this is almost the perfect description of what kink is all about and what a real d/s or dd/lg relationship truly entails. For those who don’t know and look in at BDSM or have seen too much 50 shades/porn they see it as a world of abuse or just rough sex, with lots of stern looking guys in suits. What these people don’t understand is the level trust and deep connection which is necessary for a real d/s relationship. A real dom or daddy must know his sub/little even better than he knows himself, he sees her laid bare before him, when all her guards are down, when her body is marked and tears streak down her cheeks. He can sense when she is approaching her limits just by the way her body is moving or the way her breathing or voice change, he knows her so well that safeword’s are no longer needed, although of course are always important. This sort of bond takes time, effort, trust and of course a genuine connection. So for me, for a sub/little to be truly owned they must feel safe and protected. They must trust there Dom daddy completely because only then can they feel comfortable enough to truly submit. Remember kink and BDSM is never about abuse, a real dom or daddy will nurture and care for you, he will never put you down or really hurt you. He will always make sure you feel safe and comfortable and never force you to do anything you aren’t comfortable with. He will never demand your submission, or demand you address him in a certain way instantly, knowing instead that these things take time and must be earned. He will never raise his voice to you or raise a hand against you in anger, a true Dom must always be in control of himself and so has no need to shout or get angry, he doesn’t need those things to dominate you and if he does then he he is not a real dom. Above all things after he has spanked, fucked, used and abused you and when the marks are still fresh he will care for you and make sure you are ok. Aftercare isn’t just necessary it’s essential!

Couldn’t sleep so thought it was time for coffee and some late night erotica. The knock at the door, the feel of the ice-cold beer in my hand and the beat of the music in the background, all are so palpably clear as if all of my senses are suddenly enlivened. I open the door slowly and she stands before me, more beautiful than ever. Clad in her work uniform, a tight black leather pencil skirt, white shirt and sky high heels, her face set in the usual mask. The person she has to pretend to be, for her employees and for the world. I don’t speak, I don’t need to. I simply grab her and pull her towards me and kiss her, our tongues duel aggressively, I feel her hands move down my back and round to feel the bulge in my trousers. I pull back and look at her, her cheeks already blushed and her eyes are filled with an almost uncontrollable desire. Yet still she is so strong and fearless, however I see past that to the girl she keeps hidden. The submissive only I get to see. Her hands fumble with my belt and I smile, I grab her delicate wrists and take them behind her back, she moves to close the door with her leg, but I grab it, I want it to stay open. I push her back against the wall and take her hands up over her head and fasten them there with a firm, powerful grip. While my other hand finds her throat and I tighten it, I see her body react immediately and her eyes close. I lean in and kiss her. Before her tongue can find mine I pull back, her eyes flash open and she struggles against my hold. My grasp loosens on her neck. “Kiss me!” She demands, anger clear in her voice. I don’t reply, I don’t need to. “Kiss me now!” She shouts and struggles against me. This is our game and once again I slyly smile, this is the side of her I love, even now she plays the part fighting back against my control. I spin her round and push her against the wall, I push close so she can feel how much she turns me on. “Fuck me!” She screams, her voice tinged with a genuine desperation. I slam the door closed, and I can feel her draw in a single wanton breath. I lean in and gently kiss her neck and feel her body tremble. “Please,” she murmurs. I bite down just hard enough to dimple her soft flesh, as my free hand reaches down and hitches up her skirt. “Yes,” she pleads. “Who does your pleasure belong to?” I ask already knowing the answer. Her reply is immediate, “You!” I kiss her neck softly this time, “And who does your body belong to?” “You,” She answers breathlessly. “And who do you belong to? "You!” Her eyes find mine and see once more her passions and love laid bare. My own heart pounds even faster now, as I lean close to whisper the final question, once more it is one I’ve asked countless times, “And who do I belong to?” “You belong to me!” She moans. Already the game is underway, I move back slightly and look down at her perfect ass and smile still wondering how I got so lucky. Then my own mask slips and the dominant gentleman that lurks just below the surface takes over. I spank her, gently at first, she purrs as my hand hits each cheek getting more forceful with each strike until her skin is aflame. Then my hand is at her neck again and my grip tightens. Her body shakes and she tries to pull her arms down but I keep them firmly in place. I take my hand away and pull her head round and kiss her. “Fuck me daddy!” She demands breathlessly as she bites my lip. I feel my own heart beat faster, as I pull back and spank her again harder this time. The familiar tingle that spreads across my palm, stirs something deep within me. I don’t need to speak, she knows exactly what I’m thinking, she knows me better than anyone. She knows the real me, the one I only show her. I grab her knickers and rip them off. She trembles as I undo my belt and trousers. “Yes,” she begs as she moves her ass back. I move forward so she can feel my hard cock against her. “Open your mouth!” I demand. “No!” She spits, her mock anger excites me even more, it is all part of the game, like a line from a script only we have read. I spin her round, so she can look into my eyes, “open your mouth.” I say still calmly, I have no need to shout, that is unnecessary, my dominance is natural, not forced. She looks at me and opens her mouth gingerly. “Good girl,” I smile and kiss her my tongue tracing over her lips and then I take the knickers and rub them over her dripping pussy and bring them up and force them into her mouth. “That’s better.” I smile, as my hand finds her neck and tightens slightly as I look into her eyes. I can see her pupils dilate slightly and she bits down on the makeshift gag. I release my grip and then my fingers drift over her perfect body. “Look at how perfect you are, my little slut,” I whisper into her ear, as my hand lingers over her breast and my fingers tighten on her nipple. I squeeze, knowing exactly how much pressure to apply, her body squirms and her cries are muffled. My hand traces down over her stomach, and along her thighs, gently teasing her. Then I pull my own trousers and boxers off and undo my shirt and spread her legs. “Yes,” she mumbles and of course I know what she wants, what she needs, what she craves. I step forward so my hard cock rubs against her clit, she squirms trying to move her body but I grab her hip. She moves again desperate to have me inside her. “Please!” She begs, even through the muffled voice I can hear the unequivocal need. Even without feeling I know how wet she will be. I could fuck her, there would be nothing easier, but it’s not time for that, not yet anyway. “Is that what you want?” I ask knowing the answer already. “Yes” she pleads and as I look into her eyes I can see it, what she really wants, what she really needs. I lean close as I rub my cock against her pussy. “Not quite yet my little whore, you haven’t earned that yet” I step back and my fingers move over her clit, she squirms. “No just fuck me please daddy,” she mumbles. I don’t listen. My grasp tightens on her hands above her head as she tries to break free. Then my fingers ease inside her and her whole body shakes. I lean forward and kiss her my tongue moving over the soft lace of her knickers and findings hers, as I begin to ram my fingers in and out of her pussy. Her whole body is trembling now and I keep going, I lean my head in and bite her neck, already leaving my marks on her flawless skin. Her cries are subdued, but I can tell she is close, an older woman I used to date said once that most younger girls don’t squirt because they are self-conscious they are scared or reluctant to let themselves go completely. To feel comfortable and safe enough to fully experience the pleasure. However she is totally at ease with me, she trusts me and knows that I will never really hurt her. She can be herself, as I can be myself. Already I can feel how wet she is, so I continued to fuck her with my fingers, she is screaming now and I can feel the warm juices begin to trickle over my hand as her body shakes. “Please sir can I cum?” It is more of a desperate plea than a question. I lean in close and whisper in her ear, “Yes you can cum, cum for me!” Then she erupts, several things happen almost instantly as they always do. I feel her warm juices begin to gush over my hand, slowly at first and then more violently and her legs begin to buckle. I release my grip on her hands so that I can hold her up and still allow my fingers to pound her gushing pussy. I pull the knickers from her mouth and her screams once quietened are now shrill and animalistic as her juices flow over my hand and onto the carpet. She is almost completely deadweight now and so I have to hold her up at the same time. I don’t stop though I keep going my fingers continuing their work and her cries go on unabated. Her body is shaking in my arms and her head is buried in my chest. I feel her breath against my skin as she continues to squirt. Then slowly I remove my fingers and gently I carry her to the sofa and lay her down, her eyes are closed, she is shaking and her breathing is rasped. I bring my fingers to her lips and trace them along. “Taste yourself.” Without speaking her tongue escapes her lips and moves over my fingers and I gently move them into her mouth and she sucks them slowly, seductively. She looks up at me her eyes still glazed and she knows what she is doing. I smile knowingly and pull her to the edge of the sofa so her head is hanging over and I ease my cock into her mouth, she takes it hungrily and I ease down her throat and begin to fuck her as I do that her hands caress my balls tenderly. I pull my cock out and look down at her, she looks at me hungrily, as her hands move over my rock hard cock. “Tell me you want my cum.” She smiles so innocently, as if she’s suddenly embarrassed. “I want your cum daddy.” I chuckle to myself, “beg for it!” “Please daddy give me your cum, I want it.” She pleads as she starts to suck and kiss my cock and can taste my precum. “I need it.” She implores and I can almost hear the longing in her voice. “That’s my good little slut.” I say as I can feel myself getting close and so I ease my cock back into her craven mouth and into her throat she takes it greedily and soon I can feel myself about to cum and so can she, she knows me so well and she takes me even further down her throat. “It’s time for your reward.” I murmur “I’m going to cum” I tell her just before I shoot my load down her throat I pull my cock back slightly so I can cum into her mouth too. She continues to suck eagerly desperate for every drop, I can feel her tongue tracing every inch of me. She swallows everything I give her, savouring her reward. I pull my cock out and sit her up. She smiles at me, a perfect contented smile and I lean down my hand on her throat as I kiss her. “Now it’s time for the night to really get started,” I say as I grab her and pull her up into my arms and take her by the hand and lead her to the bedroom. Now the real fun could begin. Part two to follow soon! © copyright 2016 Justin A

Found this and thought it was the most beautiful and perfect definition of what being a little is all about. As I've had more experience as a daddy Dom it's helped me to see that not only is submission a gift that should always be cherished but the submission and unconditional love given by a little is perhaps even more precious and should always be earned and never expected or demanded. Many people I think sadly confuse little space with something sexual and it's not, it's simply her at her most vulnerable and open. It is her when all her walls have been let down, it is the real her the one that she keeps hidden from the world and if you are given the privilege of seeing that side of her, then you should care, nourish and protect her. Always remember that whether it is a d/s or dd/lg relationship, submission should always be earned and respected. It is about trust and developing a real and true connection with your sub or little and that takes time and effort and if your not willing to give both, then you certainly don't warrant that gift of submission. We may all be individuals but one thing that is key for everyone is to treat people with respect and how you would like to be treated. Just because a girl is a little or a submissive, don't think you can demand their submission, or because they enjoy rough sex and pain that you can abuse and hurt them. Kink and BDSM are never about abuse and sadly I hear too many stories where girls are hurt and abused under the cover of being dominated and it's just wrong. A true Dom will never really hurt you (fun pain doesn't count), he will never demand your submission, he will never force you to do something you don't want to (that's why it's called consensual non-consent) he will always look after you, treat you with respect even when calling you his little slut, protect you and always keep you safe, even when his hand is round your throat and when it is over and the marks are still fresh he will care for you. These are not special or complex acts, they are part of what being a Dom and a daddy and a basic human being are all about.

So have had several people messaging me with questions about the lifestyle and although am certainly not an expert am always more than happy to try and help as much as I can. So if you have any thoughts or questions on kink/BDSM or d/s feel free to message me and will try and help if I can:) Know this lifestyle can be pretty daunting especially when your first starting out and sadly are way too many fake Doms out there who take advantage of this and use kink as a shield for abuse. For me there are some basic red flags to look for if your a submissive searching for a Dom. Firstly a real Dom will not try and dominate you straight away, he will not expect you to submit immediately, instead knowing that submission must be earned, he will not demand you address him as sir or master, until you developed more of a connection and also he will treat you with respect and actually try and get to know you. We should all look out for each other within this lifestyle and also try and educate people that kink/BDSM is not about abuse or the way it's portrayed in 50 shades or porn. Although of course it involves punishments, spanking, restraints, gags, canes, absolutely filthy hardcore fun, it's also about respect, trust and developing a true connection with another person. It's about allowing someone to reveal there deepest, darkest fantasies and explore and experiment within a safe and protected environment. Submissive's are not weak people in fact most of the subs I've know have been strong, powerful, independent women, who just choose to give up their power to those who deserve it. For me there is no more pure and deep connection than between a Dom and his sub and no not all Doms stand around in suits all the time looking miserable some of us actually smile:P

Aftercare and why it's essential So just thought I'd give my thoughts on aftercare and why to me it's not only necessary but essential. After hearing from a few people on here it seems crazy to me how many subs have never experienced any aftercare or only a very minimal amount. To me it always just seems natural, if you care for the person your with, it just feels right to make sure they are ok. Think it is always important to realise that in most D/S play you are usually pushing your sub to some tough places, whether that involves, pain, use, humiliation or just hardcore fun with your hand round their throat;) So to just take some time when you’ve had your fun to make sure that they are ok and feel safe and protected seems to me to be the very least you can do:) It doesn’t even take a lot, a simple cuddle, tracing your hand through their hair and doing some Netflix binge watching, running them a bath and sitting with them or just a nice long massage. To me aftercare is an essential part of any D/S relationship and it helps to avoid the dreaded sub drop. It is part of the unwritten bond that exists between a Dom and their sub, that they give themselves to you, to use, abuse, pleasure and fuck them in anyway you see fit, but not only will you keep them safe, but afterwards when the marks are still fresh you'll care for them too, it doesn't seem like a lot to offer in return for all that you gain!

Just a beautiful description of what a real D/S relationship is all about. Submission is perhaps the most amazing thing that anyway can offer, giving up your power to someone else, allowing them complete control over your body to use, abuse and pleasure as they see fit. This should never be expected or demanded, it should be earned, respected and cherished. A true Dom will never demand you call him sir or master straight away, he will never give you commands or orders, before he has genuinely got to know you and built up that trust and connection which is so important. He understands that it is really the submissive who has the power as she chooses when to submit and he respects that. Remember submission is an amazing thing and should only be given to those who deserve it and have earned that right and privilege as that is what it is. To have a submissive kneel before you leash in hand offering herself to you fully is always worth the effort and am not sure there is anything more beautiful;)

Just a beautiful description of what a real D/S relationship is all about, think too many fake Dom's who have watched way too much 50 shades or porn think that it's a quick way to get laid or abusive and all about rough play, restraints, whips, chains, spanking, gags and all manner of other fun stuff and don't get me wrong it can include all those and so much more;) however what it actually involves is a huge amount of trust, honesty, communication, time, effort and a real connection and afterwards when the bruises and marks are still fresh it requires care, compassion and some awesome cuddles:) I don't think I've come across a deeper connection than that between a Dom and sub. A Dom must almost know his sub better than he knows himself, to a point where even the safeword is no longer necessary, where he can tell by the slightest movement of her body, or her muffled breathing that she is getting close to her limits! As much as it is about pain and punishment, it is also about protection and nurturing. About building your sub up, allowing her to grow and learn and trust me it will all be worth it as there is nothing better in this world than when a girl fully submits to you;) Remember BDSM should not be confused with abuse which should never be tolerated in any form!

Just some beautiful submission to start the day, love the restraints, the collar and leash and the pose, just perfection;) See her head is bowed as well in respect to her Dom, can just imagine placing my finger under her chin and just raising her head so her eyes meet mine, there's no need for words, or orders, she knows what is going to happen, the secret desires she has kept buried that only I can unleash. I take her leash in my hand and the fun begins;)

Some perfect latex, am not sure there is anything sexier, just the feel, the smell, the sound, the sheen and just the way it hugs a woman's body. Also those ballet shoes are just awesome and add a sexy submissive angle to it, although can only imagine that takes some serious practice to walk in but don't worry I can just carry you around all night;) #PiggyBackRidesAnyone :P

A beautiful description of just how important aftercare is. To me it always just seems natural, if you care for the person your with, it just feels right to make sure they are ok. But it is always important to realise that in most D/S play you are usually pushing your sub to some tough places, whether that involves, pain, use, humiliation or just hardcore fun with your hand round her throat;) So to just take some time when you've had your fun to make sure that they are ok and feel safe and protected is the least you can do:) It doesn't even take a lot a simple cuddle, tracing your hand through their hair, running them a bath and sitting with them or a nice massage. Little things go a long way and trust me you'll reap the rewards in more ways than one!

Just some beautiful submission to start the weekend, simple but gorgeous restraints, killer heels and in the perfect sub position, just waiting to be worshipped, spanked, used and abused;) The ultimate gift is submission and should be treated as such, with the respect it deserves!

This is one of those perfect simple descriptions of what real domination is, it is about genuinely getting to know your sub. Forming that bond and developing the trust that is essential, it takes time and effort, no it's not like porn for all those fake doms out there, but the rewards are far better. You have to know your sub almost better than you know yourself and then you will know exactly what they need, even if they are afraid to ask for it;) the hand around the throat is awesome too as who doesn't like breath play!

Just some perfect latex to start the day and in the right submissive position as well just to make it complete;)

Think this is the perfect description of a true D/S relationship it is about trust and caring for your Sub and treating their submission with the respect it deserves.

Some perfect submission, adore the collar and leash;)

Just some beautiful domination, the perfect sub knows to assume the position;)