To Submit Or Not To Submit

When Alpha and I first met, I had never heard of D/s; sure, I was somewhat familiar with BDSM, but not D/s. Nor D/s relationships, 24/7 or otherwise.

When we were in the “getting to know each other” stage, he told me he was an alpha. I assumed he meant that he was a take charge sort of guy, which I liked because in my previous two serious relationships, I became the one in charge by default. Both partners wanted a mama, not a wife.

Alpha and I were a little farther in (both had expressed our love for the other) before he introduced the subject of D/s, and told me that in the long term, for him to be completely happy in our relationship, he required submission from me. So, I set out to learn all I could about D/s, both from Alpha and my own research. And what I discovered troubled me: according to what I read, I was not a natural submissive.

Yes, I wanted a man I respected, who was a leader, but…

I didn’t want or need a micromanager telling me how and when to do everything. I didn’t want rituals, supervision, a list of dos and don’ts with punishment meted out for infractions (which, to me, would put me on the level of a child). And I sure didn’t want to sit on the floor at a man’s feet, naked with a plug up my butt while he sat on a comfy couch, reading or watching TV—not that I have anything against butt plugs per se.

The more I read, the more I realized it was not in my nature to be a submissive.

When I brought up what didn’t sit well with me to Alpha, he told me that most of the things I was concerned about weren’t important to him. But he was steadfast in his requirements: he would be head of the household, all final decisions would rest with him, though he would always want my input; in our home and alone, I would dress a certain way, or if he wished, wear nothing at all; that my body belonged to him, to do with as he pleased; and that I would always treat him with respect (as he would me), and if I failed to do so, he would punish me.

Punish me…that was a little hard to swallow. But I did because I loved him. And respected him.

For an intimate relationship to succeed, it requires compromise, and doing our best to meet our partner’s wants and needs. Alpha made it his mission to know me inside and out, to know what the woman and little girl in me needed emotionally and physically to be happy, and he provided it. I knew I could do no less for him.

So I gave him my submission.

I kneel to him to show my respect. I wear his collar to symbolize his ownership of me. I take his hand and let him lead me down the “kinky” path to sexual fulfillment, sometimes a little hesitant as to where it may be going, but always sure he’ll keep me protected and safe.

Yes, I give him my submission. But he gives me so much more.

In the Woods

So what if Red Riding Hood and the Wolf is cliché

We still love the woods, all night and all day

A mountain cabin is perfect for a retreat

But anywhere can be blessed when your love is complete

 

Away from civilization, no one around us for miles

We frolic in the woods wearing nothing but smiles

Or we lounge all day long naked in the bed

Fucking this way and that way, and of course giving head

 

We open the bag with all the adult pleasure toys

For binding, spanking, and orgasmic penetration joys

Yes, every time we go on a vacation trip

It’s always enhanced by our D/s relationship

 

With kat as Red Riding Hood our tale takes a turn

She’s red with arousal, her body does burn

She fears not her Alpha, she wants him to pounce

And lick up her juices, every last ounce

 

He pounces and licks, then slurps up some more

He savors the flavor, with sensations galore

By then his wolf stick is needing a sheath

He stuffs it on in… wow, what a relief

 

“Oh, what a feeling,” she says with delight

“Because Little Red, you’re so fucking tight.”

“If you like tight holes, I have a surprise, my dear

Flip me, and lube me, and fuck my tight rear”

 

“A grand gift indeed, and one I shall take

I’ll fuck you until you quiver and quake”

“Stop talking, just do it, my body is on fire

Ram it, and slam it, and fill our anal desire”

 

Once bidden, twice done, pure orgasmic bliss

Doubling the pleasure, there’s nothing better than this

So when kat asked, “Daddy, can we stay another week?”

“Sure, baby, now let’s shower, it’s time for a little tongue-in-cheek”

Speak To Me

Speak to me in a whisper
Murmuring softly in my ear
Tell me you want me, tell me you need me
Tell me all the things I yearn to hear

Speak to me with your lips
Finding mine and drinking deep
Swear you want me, swear you need me
Swear that I’m yours to keep

Speak to me with your fingers
Trailing lightly across my skin
Make me want you, make me need you
Make me crave to hold you within

Speak to me with your hand
Stinging slaps upon my ass
Prove you want me, prove you need me
Prove that Daddy takes no sass

Speak to me with your tongue
Stroking hungrily between my legs
Force me to want you, force me to need you
Force me to plead and beg

Speak to me with your cock
Sliding inside the body you claimed
Compel me to want you, compel me to need you
Compel me to scream out your name

Speak to me with your cum
Shooting deep within my core
Mark me…I want you, mark me…I need you
Mark me and make me your whore

Speak to me with your heart
Pounding in rhythm with mine
Vow that you want me, vow that you need me
Vow that you will for all time

Speak to me with your soul
Using the language of emotion
Alpha, I want you, Alpha I need you
Alpha, you have my devotion

And you do, Daddy.❤️

My Alpha

December 31st is a special day. To most, it’s New Year’s Eve, but to me, it’s more than that…much more: it’s Alpha’s and my anniversary—of the day we met.

On the last day of the year, Alpha and I crossed paths for the first time. It was a chance meeting, no introduction by friends was made, just two people swimming along in the vast ocean of humanity bumping into each by chance.

Or was it just chance?

Alpha is a man of faith; He believes God brought us together. I don’t know what I believe other than I feel it is nothing short of a miracle that two people who lived thousands of miles apart somehow found their way to each other.

The road that brought us together was long and rough and potholed with heartbreak—for both of us. The wreckage of two failed marriages littered the highway in my wake; one failed marriage and one that had ended when cancer came calling, was strewn behind Alpha. Both of us thought we would never find love again. I didn’t even want to try; I was too damaged.

And then from out of the blue, bump, there was Alpha. We talked a little, and I remember thinking He seemed like a nice man, so friendly and open. So instead of walking away, I hesitated, and we talked a little more.

Over the course of a few weeks, we became friends. And I found myself liking this sweet, funny man I had stumbled across…then more than liking. We were so compatible it was uncanny

I was the one who made the first sexual innuendo. The rest is history.

We fell in love before D/s was ever mentioned, before Alpha told me He wanted that kind of relationship with me. I loved Him, so I listened and learned. And in doing so, found that what He offered, I had been unconsciously searching for all my life.

Alpha is my soulmate. I could no more stop loving Him than I could stop breathing. I told Him not too long ago that He is all that is right and good in my life, and it is true.

Happy December 31st, my Alpha. I loved You yesterday, I love You today, and I’ll love You tomorrow. And if the fates that be and God wills, I’ll love You for all of eternity.

Alpha…

I wasn’t wanting
Wasn’t looking
Wasn’t even hoping…

For love

But I found it

With You

And You gave more…

A shoulder for me to lean on
Strong arms to hold me close
Strength of will to temper my spirit
Knowledge to unlock the fire inside me

A love without conditions

I kneel to You and only You

You are my best friend
My confidant
My soulmate
My lover
My man
My Daddy

You are everything to me

I love You
It’s that simple, and that complicated
Since the day…
You merely traded Your heart for mine

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Bloody Date

A sexy and sassy babe to a party did go
Started to pursue a hunk named Beau
Thoughts of him nude
Doing things to her rude
Made her quite wet and hot down below

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A strong woman she was so she made the first play
By the stroke of midnight she wanted to go all the way
Have her bottom spanked red
Then be tied to the bed
And climax after climax till the break of day

She thought she was doing everything right
Then kissed him with tongue and got such a fright
She felt sudden pangs
After tonguing his fangs
And the taste of her blood brought him instant delight

What human could she tell that wouldn’t call her a liar?
And what of her urge, now a full-blown desire?
“Before me now kneel
I’ll feast and I’ll feel
And you’ll be the slave of a Master Vampire”

Normally, she’d love to submit to a sexy man
Especially a stud with a very firm hand
She always did yearn
For a naughty girl’s turn
Across the lap of a spanking artisan

But warning signs flashed when she looked in a mirror
And only female images did not disappear
Is it enough evidence
To label all of the gents?
Perhaps not, but something in the situation was quite queer

Did he lust for her body or simply her blood?
Would she wake up in bed or face down in the mud?
Would this man of girls’ dreams
Invoke nothing but screams
Leaving her naked corpse covered in crud?

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“Will you be mine tonight?” she now heard him query
And who could begrudge her for feeling quite leery?
He asked if she’d strip
She replied rather flip
“Bite me!” which sparked a change in him evil and eerie

He gripped her hair and pulled back her head
Exposing her tender neck, her eyes full of dread
He bit her soft flesh
Blood savory and fresh
But the feigned fear in her eyes turned to excitement instead

For she too had more than a secret to tell
Omega to an Alpha with a blood lust to kill
A bite on her neck
Is like a love peck
It makes werewolf bitches horny as hell

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She transformed in an instant all fur and desire
With love for her Alpha, heart burning like fire
He’d see to her needs
For doing her deeds
So she howled for her bitches to slay every vampire

They played their parts well as they came to the dance
Playing lusty females seeking a night of romance
But they came for meat
A wolf pack must eat
But their feast and fling took on an air of necromance

I was warned not to tell how the blood bath did end
Too many on both sides have wounds that will mend
But if you get an itch
To bite the neck of a bitch
Her blood lust will boil, and to hell you’ll descend

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