He can never go back

He read her note and waited on the bedroom floor on his knees as he was told…he waited and waited and was almost getting angry when he realizes why he was there in the first place, she requested it.  They had been dating for a while and she had expressed her desire to be his Domme.  They joked about it at first but he realized the more they spoke of it the more she was serious and how much it meant to her.  He had never considered himself a sub but he found himself in love.  Their relationship had become more and more a D/s type of thing, first with just play, and now more and more things in his life were being affected.  The massages he gave her became a reward to him as opposed to her, he would make dinner, arrange appointments, all of this was turning slowly but surely before his eyes but he could not seeing it happening until it had already set in.  He found himself thinking about pleasing her more and more, not about pleasing himself.  He was bothered by this at first but every time they talked about it, it seemed to flow and make sense.  This had been going on for about 5 months now, and this morning as he was getting her breakfast she said she need to talk to him.  He sat next to her at the table as they ate breakfast and they spoke for a while.  She expressed her desire to go to “the next step”.  She explained that she need more and she wanted to go further, but warned him that if they took this “step” there was no going back to the old ways, they would be over.   He was not sure what that meant but he knew it would involve more control being handed over to her then was already happening.  She said she was very happy with his progress but it needed a push to get over the hump.  He found himself listening to her every word, looking into her eyes seeing how much it meant to her and how she truly believed in what she was talking about.  With that in mind he could not say anything but…yes.  She smiled, kissed his cheek and said, I love you.  I am so glad you want this as much as I do.  She pulled a card out of her pocket and gave it to him and said, read this when you get home today as I will be about an hour late so you will have time.  I am going to leave it on the counter so it stays in your mind.  I want you to think about what it says and what it means.  If you truly love me you will come home and open it, read it, comply, and I will see you when I get home, about an hour after you.  He was a bit stunned as he had found her getting a bit more physical, some pain was being incorporated into their sex life, and some more control.  He was not sure about the “next step” but he could not deny his extreme love and devotion to her…he agreed.  She kissed him again, jumped up and set the card on the counter, and left for work.  He stared at that card for 10 long mins and wanted to open it so badly, but he promised her and he respected her…he left it on the counter as he was told.  He went off to work and thought long and hard about what was going to happen later, the commitment, all of it.  His mind was elsewhere all day and his work suffered, but his heart grew.

He drove home at a faster than normal and raced inside, not even noticing a package laying by the front door.  He dropped his brief case and stood at the counter looking at the card.  He gazed at the clock and realized he had about an hour before she was to be home, so he swallowed hard and picked up the card as he could almost her voice repeating the part about never going back.  With his heart now pounding in his chest he reached for the card, opened it, and read it.  He was expecting a long drawn out girly message, but instead he found this.  “Honey I am so glad your reading this and taking that step into a life yo will never want to let go of.  Go up stairs and undress, draw the bath for me, put a towel on the rack, and wait for me on your knees…see you soon”  He was a bit confused as he had bathed her before, sat naked during sex while she masturbated, this seemed old news.  He went up stairs, all the time trying to figure out what this was, maybe she just wanted to see if I read the card, who knows.  Now his mind was going towards the other side, hummm maybe I will get hot sex and we will go back to how it was before, 50/50.  He drew the hot water, laid out the towel, and knelt by the bedroom floor.  He waited and waited and it seemed like forever.  He sat on the bed, reread the card, wondered some more and watched TV for a few mins.  He heard the car coming up the drive way so he dashed over to the floor again, shut off the TV and knelt down as if he had been there all the time.  He heard her come in walk through the house and set her things down.  He heard her open the refrigerator, fix a drink and sounded like she even sat down for a minute.  He was extremely confused now and almost called out to her but thought twice.  He waited and waited, then called out to her, “honey are you coming up stairs?”  There was a pause of silence and she answered in a very dry and calm voice, “did you read the card?”  He replied “yes”, she said, “then why are you speaking to me?”.  This took him back immensely, but he was so shocked he just stayed there not knowing what to say or do.  He knelt there another 10 mins before he heard her get up and walk towards the stairs.  She slowly walked into the room and look down at him.  He looked at her with a playful smile and said, “well”?  She stood still, looked at him for a second and walked to wards him.  “This is the beginning so listen carefully, you will never question me, and you will not speak until I tell you it’s ok, do you understand?”  Thoroughly confused he paused and in a stunned stair looked at her struggling for an answer…with that she drew her hand back and slapped his face, “do you fucking understand?”  This time he said “yes” as the side of his face stung and instantly turned bright red.  “This is not a game, this is my life and now it is OUR life….do you understand?...”yes”  Good, you are learning already. She walked over to the bed and sat down on it and looked over at him kneeling on the floor.  “you agreed and you are here for a reason, this is meant to be…”  She stood back up and walked towards the bathroom, “come here but don’t get up”.  He crawled behind her to the bathroom and followed her as she sat on the edge of the tub.  She snapped her fingers and pointed to the ground and he knelt right there.   She dipped her hand into the tub and felt the water…looked down at him and said “not bad…but for a reminder” and with that she slapped his face again.  He was so stunned he almost jumped up and screamed at her.  She could see it in his eyes so she immediately said, “do not even think about it, this is how it will be from this day forward”.  With those words he just lowered his head and said, “yes”.  She gently touched his lowered head and caressed it, “you will see, it’s how it should be”.  She pointed to her shoes and he took them off her, she turned her back and he took off her blouse.  Her skirt was next and he learned she had no underwear today.  She knew this would startle him, so she looked down at him and said, “bothered that I wanted to show off my pussy under my skirt today at work?”  He was very jealous and wanted to say ye so badly but figured if she wanted it maybe it was ok, so he said “no”?  He felt that slap again…”you’re not?”.  He replied, “I mean yes”.  Slap again…”who the fuck are you to tell me what to do”….she touched his head again, “you see dear, there are also times you can’t win and I might just want to slap you…so it will happen no matter what you say”.  He lowered his red stinging face and said “yes”.  This is where it all starts she told him, this is the beginning of the greatest relationship you will ever have or experience.  I want you to bath me, wash me from head to toe, dry me off, dry and brush my hair…all of that you will learn to ask for, look forward to…it will be part of your routine.  ….lower his head he said “yes”.  She walked to the vanity drawer and opened the upper left drawer, she pulled out a vibrator.  His eyes opened and his cock twitched as he knew she liked to masturbate with these he loved to watch, this had happened many times.  She held it in her hand and rubbed it on her cheek and chest and she thought to herself looking at him on his knees.  “You like to see me use these don’t you”…yes he said…”well so do I but all those times I was masturbating I was training you, did you know that?”  He was confused and looked at his puzzled, “ you see as soon as I grabbed this your cock twitched and you got excited, it’s a trained reaction, it’s exactly what I wanted.”  I will soon grab one and bend you over and fuck you silly with it, and you will love it, get hard and even cum”  He was so stunned he was almost disgusted with her tone and language, she could see it in his eyes again and she raised her hand.  He immediately winced and turned his head to the ground, please don’t hit me he said sheepishly.  “You see my love, you are learning already, don’t talk back, do as your told, and you will be rewarded, it’s simple”.  He was speechless, scared, confused, all of this yet he stayed on the floor as if 50lb weights were tied to his ankles.  She went on to tell him that today he will take step one into the life of a true submissive, a true partner in a relationship that is no longer 50/50 but 100/0.  She explained all the things that would now change, how he was to address her, look at her, everything.  It was mind boggling and too much information realistically to digest at this very moment.  After about 20 or 30 mins or laying down the new rules she walked over and sat next to him again.  There is one thing that needs to be completed before this can be official, she whispered into his ear.  She took a t-shirt off the vanity counter and wrapped it around his head like a blindfold.  She took a pair of stockings and tied his hands, a bit tighter than the usual playful bondage he had experienced before.  He sat there now in the complete darkens, his senses almost enhanced by the lack of sight.  He felt and heard her walking around the room, he then felt a cold strap going around his neck, he flinched and pulled away out of a natural reaction.  Soon after that he felt a swift slap on his ass, then another, then another.  All three stung so much he cried out slightly and struggled to control his discomfort and fear.  She leaned forward and again whispered into his ear, there are things you will fight, things you will like, and things you will not like, the important thing is that you will do as your told to make me happy, do you understand…he replied “yes”.  She again rubbed his lowered head and comforted him and held him.  All the time she was placing a leather dog collar around his neck, which she buckled snuggly around his neck.  “That my love is the collar you know wear when I request, it will be on you 24/7 in spirit but only when I say in reality.  It will signify my ownership of you and will greatly aid in your training as well, soon you will understand.  With that she pulled on the metal loop on top of the leash and pulled him across the floor of the bathroom towards the other side of the room.  He stumbled on his knees to keep up but it was difficult.  He would fall forward but the collar would choke him when he did. So he made sure he stayed on his knees.  She pulled him into the shower and had him kneel and sit there in his complete darkness, as she watched him search the air with his mind.  “Do you know what you’re going to do now?”  He had no clue but wanted desperately not to get slapped again so he gingerly replied, no I do not but I will do what I am told”  She liked that response and she love d the fact that he winched not knowing if he was going to get hit or not, again she had instilled a manner of obedience with her stern hand and voice, this pleased her.  She stood in the shower door way and leaned against the glass door, you are going to experience the first step in total devotion.  He heard her voice say with that echo that an enclosed tile shower produces.  He was still kneeling and looking into space as his eyes were tightly covered.  She went on to say that she had planned this for a while and today she felt they both ready for this next step.  “You see honey, from this point on you will do as your told, lower yourself to your knees when you address me, and make sure I am happy and satisfied.  You will have to prove yourself however and all the words and promise cant equal this.  You are going to drink me”  He heard this but could not comprehend what it meant, he said “what”?  She said, “you heard me, I want you to get used to drinking my, cause until you get good at it I am going to make sure you do it, so put your head back, open your mouth and don’t you dare spill any”.  With that she laughed and stepped into the shower and looked down at him.  He was so confused and scared his heart was about to pound right out of his chest, “honesty what are you talking about?” As panic was evident in his voice.  She slapped his face again and knelt right in his face.  “Listen very carefully, I am going to piss in your fucking face.  You can either open your mouth and drink it and get it over with or you can fight it.  Either way I am going to piss in your fucking face…and I will cont to do so every day until you finally admit that you deserve it, you want it, and you like it, and you drink it!  Do you understand?”  He was almost in tears and he pleaded with her to not do it, begging her to rethink this and maybe they could talk about it, she assured him there was no more talking about it, he read the card, accepted the relationship and there no going back.  She grabbed his balls and he let out a painful grunt, “You love me don’t you, you want to please me don’t you, you want to submit to me don’t you?”  He said with a whimpering voice, “yes”…then fucking get used to it and she slapped him again.  He felt that one as it stung and the burning in his skin was intense.  With that she stood up and hiked her leg up on the side of the shower and looked down at her confused and startled little submissive boyfriend.  She was so happy he was scared she was almost getting wet, but she purposely drank water all day and was so full she could not hold it anymore, and let loose.  She felt the stream of hot wet piss shoot out on the floor and splash onto his knees.  “Oh my God” he screamed out “what the…” his furious voice was cut off as she leaned back and guided the stream of piss up his leg, to his chest, and onto his face.  “open your fucking mouth and drink it” she yelled at him but he crunched his face tightly and turned away in disgust, and she simply laughed and continued to pee all over him.  Once she had finished she turned on the shower and sprayed him with water as with herself.  He had trouble rising his head to her due to the shower nozzle beating down on him so he lowered his head and let the water run over him, cleaning him off.  Soon it stopped and the silence was only broken by the dripping water from the faucet and her laughter.  He was so mad, scared, shocked, and in complete disbelief he just sat there on his knees.  “She told him, you see this is my fetish, this is my kink, this is my way of getting off, so you need to learn it.  All those times when we started dating and you wanted to fuck my ass, get blow jobs in the car, cum in my face, I did it because I loved you, it is now your turn.  You will learn to drink my piss, suck my strap on before I fuck you with it.  You will eat my asshole while I masturbate and you will not cum until I tell you it’s ok.  You will learn to cum when it pleases me, not you.  Your life has changed and it will be so much better for me, you will learn how to appreciate that and enjoy it.

The next days, weeks, months of my life were the most intense and incredible of my life.  I have never been so scared, turned on, mad, confused, humiliated, and completely owned as I was in that house.  I would say it took over 45 times before I finally opened my mouth the first time and learned my lesson.  She had finally broken me and I submitted, she owned me.  I found myself receiving text messages at work to come home, kneel by the toilet and “wait”, I knew what it meant.  She said she would stop once I did it one time, swallowed it.  I remember choking, almost throwing up as I gulped down at least two mouthfuls and just at the end she slapped me so hard I had to spit the last drops out, and she laughed and said “almost” and then masturbated because she got off on it.  She told me I didn’t swallow it all and only when I got every drop would the process be complete.  Only when I called her and asked for her to pee in my mouth would I be complete.  She would purposely move away and pee on my face, slap me and cause me to choke, anything to make it impossible to swallow.  I can’t tell you how many times she has done it but it’s going on a year now and I am still not “good at it” according to her.  I have learned that I have to get fucked before I can fuck her again.  This again was something she said would have to be done once before I could fuck her again.  I had to learn to cum from her fucking me first before I could fuck her again with my cock.  I learned to get off on eating her out and have yet to fuck her this year, though I have been fucked probably 50+ times.  I am not sure what has happened but I can’t get out of my head how I cherish her love, her ownership, her pleasure...I live for it.