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I urged my wife to be sexually dominant, but I'm worried it's gone too far
‘I haven’t managed to find a balance and find a space where I am also able to express what I want.’ Posed by models. Composite: Getty
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I haven’t managed to find a space where I, too, can have my sexual needs met. I’m not sure that being submissive is what I really want
I am having a little trouble with my marriage, sexually. While I am quite kinky and highly sexual , my wife is not as comfortable with her sexuality, or communicating about it . I accept that, and have been encouraging her to open up, feel pleasure and tell me what she wants in the bedroom more. This has recently taken an unusual turn, in that I have been encouraging her to role-play being dominant over me, with some success. This has led to a lot of massages for her and very little oral sex for me! I think this is positive, but I have not managed to find a balance or find a space where I am also able to express what I want and have my needs met . I wonder if being submissive is what I truly want .
Your aim might have been to encourage her to adopt a classic BDSM dominant role, but she has interpreted it as permission to demand that her needs be met – and this is not a bad thing at all. Try to view this as it really is: an important stage in her sexual development – and yours. I am sure you know that BDSM is an advanced sexual style and that an awakening to power-exchange sex is a gradual process. Be patient. Encourage playfulness. Continue to allow her to order her pleasure from you. Very gradually, introduce the notion of switching (between dominance and submission). Besides giving you some respite, this should help her – and you – to better understand and enjoy the pleasures of fluidity, rather than rigidity, in polarised games.
Pamela Stephenson Connolly is a US-based psychotherapist who specialises in treating sexual disorders.
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True story. Wrestling my girlfriend, caught by her mom
Me and my girlfriend was visiting her parents this weekend. They live in another city.
Me and my GF was seeing av film at her old bedroom when she asked me if i wanted to wrestle. Her mother was upstairs making dinner i think. Anyway, we started at our knees and she quickly got me in a guiliotine hold while she layed herself backwards squeezing my throat with her arms and my ribs with her thighs (her wrestling skills has improved from training bjj).
I quickly tapped and she released the hold before she flipped me to the side and mounted my belly. I struggled to get out, but she has good balance, and just rode my efforts. We where in this position a couple of minutes before she moved herselft up on my chest and slided down on my throat. with her legs pinning my arms. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled my throat in to her crotch and started choking me. While she did this she smiled at me and looked me in the eyes. She released the hold ad soon as i started gurgling. Then she changed her position to a figure four from mount position saying ”God, i wish someone could see you now”.
When she sat like this she started some breath play. Holding her hands over my nose and mouth while she choked me with her thighs. She told me i had to train so she could sit on my face for a longer time. She had a constant choke around my throat with her thighs and smothered me for about 30 seconds and gave me 5 second brake. Before she started smothering me again. She did this for maybe ten times before she asked me if i was ready for the first knockout. Before i answered she flexed her biceps at the same time she squeezed her thighs. It didnt take long before i passed out looking up at her smiling face.
The next thing i remember was waking up laying on my back with her in the north/south position applying a kimura on my hand. She laughed at me and told me i was out for about ten seconds.
Then she got me in a reverse headscissor laying on the side before she told me it was time to make som noise. She started to squeeze my head and it hurted so much (in a reverse she can knock me out with maybe 20 percent of her power when she squeeze my neck. That doesnt hurt. But when she squeeze my head she really pumps up the pressure)
I tapped all the time and asked her to stop. But she continued squeezing. And i couldnt her what she was saying.
The next thing that happened was that i was looking right in the eyes of her mom who had her cell phone in her hand and took a picture. It was so humiliating laying in the headscissor of my girlfriend and not being able to get out while her mom laughed at us.
But it was getting worse then my girlfriend released the hold and pulled my head up before she started working my neck. Now i could hear my girlfriend tell her mom to see something funny. She started to squeeze her thighs before i felt her butt cling around my face. Then i was knocked out. When i woke up my girlfriend said ”one down, two to go”. she started with her thighs before she tightend the pressure with her butt, and i was out. When i woke up she said ” and the last one”. And the same happend again.
She knocked me out three times while her mom was looking. It was so embarrasing. And when she released the hold. She sat up on my throat in a reverse position. Wiggling er ass hard down making it hard to breath while her feet wass pressing at the side of my head making it hard to turn my head. while she sat like this a humiliating conversation started between my girlfriend and her mom.
I dont remember it by detail. But it was something like:
Her mom: ”its fun to wrestle, but you have to be careful.
My GF: ”dont worry. He can take it.
Her mom: (laughing)
My GF: if you want you can sit on his stomach
Her mom: ”i cant do that now”
My GF: ”please. It is fun to see him struggle to breath.
Her mom: ”well. He is struggling quite a bit now”
My GF: ”not enough”
Her mom: ”ok. i will join you next time. Now it is time for some dinner”
when her mom left the room she turned around sitting on my chest. i told her that it was embarresing. she laughed and told me she was sorry. that she got carried away when her mom got in the room. i laughed at her and told her she was crazy. she started to blur, and laughed before she got off me and told me that it was time for dinner. and that we could continue watching the movie afterwards.
(I have attatched the picture my girlfriends mom took)
Re: True story. Wrestling my girlfriend, caught by her mom
OMG!!! What thighs...are they over 28'' ??? is that possible to have so thick legs... oh f***
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Re: True story. Wrestling my girlfriend, caught by her mom
Great story and pic.
You have to tell us more!
How old are u and your girlfriend? How old is her mom?
You and your girls stats?
Re: True story. Wrestling my girlfriend, caught by her mom
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OMG!!! What thighs...are they over 28'' ??? is that possible to have so thick legs... oh f***
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Re: True story. Wrestling my girlfriend, caught by her mom
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Great story and pic.
You have to tell us more!
How old are u and your girlfriend? How old is her mom?
You and your girls stats?
Re: True story. Wrestling my girlfriend, caught by her mom
awesome!!
where did you get a GF who loves wrestling and grappling?
this is great!
Re: True story. Wrestling my girlfriend, caught by her mom
just met her she has always been strong and competetive. so she is capable of doing some damage if she can win but dont mistake me. she is really kind. but when we wrestle her eyes lights up and her sadistic side shows
Re: True story. Wrestling my girlfriend, caught by her mom
What do you think her Mom stats are. And do you think Mom have whatit takes to knock you out. She sounds interested.
Re: True story. Wrestling my girlfriend, caught by her mom
her mom har the same body type, but dont lift as much weights. but she has always had huge thighs. i am sure she is capable to knock me out. dont think she will. but she will definitely join the wrestling. she made fun of me later that evening. joking about sitting on my chest colapsing my lungs
Re: True story. Wrestling my girlfriend, caught by her mom
Haha...... maybe Mom will join in and your g/f will leave and let Mom finish the job. Tease Mom about breaking her scissors and if she is as competitiveas her daughter she will accept.
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This is a tale loosely based on my relationship with my ex
girlfriend, with plenty of fantasy added in.
The main contents included of course feet, stinky sweaty feet that is,
also domination, humiliation, slavery and also a lot of giantess (gts) aspects. So if GTS is not your thing, give the story a
chance and see what you think. Trust me I was not into the whole GTS thing when I first got into the foot fetish community but it kind of just came long with time......
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My Enslavement to My
Ex-Girlfriend, the Witch
Her name was Dee and mine
is Rick. We met right after I graduated
college. I stayed in the town my college
was in after graduation and she was finishing up her final year. We met a few times at a bar we both liked to
frequent. Long story, short, we met a
few times and everytime we talked we hit it off. She actually pursued me though. She texted me one day and said she wanted to
see my new place (I recently moved to a new Apt in the area). So she came over. That first date turned into many and there we
stemmed a relationship.
Dee was about 5’7”, slim
but had nice curves, she had blonde hair but had a long streak of it dyed black
which she ALWAYS got compliments on. She
had fair skin, was of polish descent mainly.
Her feet were a size 8 in womens.
So a nice size. She almost never
wore socks, just didn’t like them. She
wore sandals, flats, basically anything but without socks which I loved. As the few months of the relationship
progressed I was open with her about my foot fetish and she was totally cool
about it. She would let me sniff her
feet and even go out of her way to get them as stinky as possible, a good
girlfriend she was. As time went by she
caught onto how I was into the domination aspect and soon our sexual encounters
often times occurred with her talking dirty to me, telling me how I was just
her slave, only there to serve her and make her life better, to lick the filth
off her feet etc. All I can say is BOING. Yes we had good sex. (I swear up until this point everything is
100% true). She’s not the first gf I had
that indulged in my foot fetish.
There was a point in the relationship that while she was
dominating me , I saw a gleam in her eye, something changed. She knew when I was under her feet I was
absolutely helpless. All those things
she would say to me about me being her slave and being nothing more than a
worthless slave lucky enough to lick the toejam out between her toes after she
had her nasty black flats on all day, well, I realized it was becoming more
than a fantasy and were starting to become , true?? I soon realized that Dee
had a special gift as she put it, but almost never used it. She could shrink
people. Not just shrink people but
transform them into whatever object she desired. Pretty soon any small fight we had turned
into me being shrunken down by or her transformed into some inanimate object to
be used at her mercy. At first we would
both fantasize about this while having sex but let me tell you being shrunken
down to an inch or serving as an insole in a stinky, grimy black flat all day,
really gets old, quick. It’s a good
fantasy but that’s about it. I served
many a days serving as her tiny little prisoner. One day I was honestly scared and told her
that I love her but I think we should go our separate ways. She of course started bawling crying and had
no intention of ending our relationship or whatever the hell it had
become. Dee
then shrunk me to 1 inch. I looked up at her in her bedroom, barely wading thru
her plush blue carpet, right in between her dirty old black flats. She was a true Goddess, prob the first time I
really ever appreciated her true power and size. She picked up one of those black flats. It blotted out any light in the room and I
was overcome in a dark shadow of her shoe.
She started to lower it on me and I truly thought she would kill me
right there, to be nothing more than a squashed red stain of blood and tiny
crushed to a pulp bones in her bedroom.
Dirt and debris that fell from the sole , fell on top of me. I was never so scared but erotically turned
on for some strange reason.
Dee spoke “I’m not going to
kill you. You are going to be my
slave. You are going to serve me in any
sick twisted torturous way I can think of, whether that is the insole of my
shoe, my toe ring, my toilet paper, my chewing gum, shrunken in a cage all day. It doesn’t matter, you are no longer human,
you are MY possession. It is best to
forget your old life, it is gone.”
I replied and pleaded for my life “Please , please don’t do
this. I can’t be reduced to this. This is no way to treat a human being!!! What
about my family???
Dee spoke again. “ As I said
, YOU ARE NO LONGER HUMAN!! HAHAHAHAA. You are NOTHING but my toejam now and
you better long to THANK me for the privilege of being my toejam. And if I sense any hesitation from you I will
not only torture you beyond your wildest dreams but I will also shrink your
family and they will be my little footslaves as well.”
This news drove sheer
terror down my spine. I was indeed
fucked. Fucked for life. If I even hesitated this all powerful,
sadistic woman would not just kill my family but torture and make them her
slaves. I could not let that
happen.
Dee “ I am going to make
you normal size temporarily . You will
have exactly 1 hour, to drive to your Apt and write a farewell note. A note to your family and friends that says
you are leaving and leaving for good and no matter what they will not be able
to find you. And it BETTER be
convincing. If you are not back in under
1 hour flat, your first slave duty will be to serve as my toilet paper!!!!
Now I do have a foot fetish but the idea of being turned
into toilet paper was horrific. I cried
the whole way to my apt knowing what my life had become. I thought about turning the wheel right off
the garden state parkway and ending it wall but I thought about my family and
knew what she would do to them. I did
what Dee said and arrived back at her house.
As soon as I got back, I saw Dee
had the same black flats on. They made
her feet especially foul. She shrunk me
back down to 1 inch in size instantly.
Little did I know this would be the final time I was shrunken down,
never to be granted back to my normal size.
Dee smiled that sadistic smile she had
somehow grown to wear so naturally. I
stood in between those nasty , scuffed up black flats. She popped them off and instantly that
reeking odor of her sweaty feet were all around me, practically choking
me. It was much different than when I
was normal size, at this size my eyes teared and I thought it would melt the
skin off my flesh. She completed
smothered me with them. Her feet felt
1000 degrees, and were soaking with vinegry cheesy sweat that burned my
eyes. She lifted them off me the placed
her feet on her heels so her soles were up and I was looking up at them. One thing about her flats, they produced
black specks of toejam. All the sweat and
dirt on her feet all day and formed this foul concoction of toe funk/dirt/jam ,
whatever you call it. It was truly foul
and disgusting. She instructed me to
take a piece from between her toes. It was
the size of a softball, squishy, black, and a spongy consistency.
She said” EAT IT!!!
Hahahahahhaha and lauged and laughed. I
cried, realizing how pathetic I had become, eating a girl’s toejam that used to
my girlfriend. I bit into toejam. It was by far the most foul tasting substance
I had every tasted. After I was done
with that piece she instructed me to eat more and more and more. I ate to the point that there was literally
no more room in my stomach. She lauged
as I layed there looking like a beach whale, my stomach full of her poisonous
toejam. I didn’t even make a dent. Her feet were still covered with the
toejam. She just put her flats back on
and lifted me to her face.
Dee “you couldn’t even do
your first job of eating my toejam correctly, you’re so fucking pathetic. I’m
going to enjoy making your life a living hell.
Now onto where you will spend most of your life.
I saw on her desk was a little garble cage. She opened the little door a
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