Was there a moment that you realized that female domination was actually really fun and/or erotic, when in the past you had just been experimenting or going along with it? What was the "a-ha" moment and when did the light bulb go off?
Akasha
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i am not a FemDom, i am a sub. However, i remember vividly when i realized that i'd do anything for a Woman; my Aha! moment. i was probably 9 years old and i was paging through a JCPenny catalog. i would page through these cataloges right at the kitchen table in front of everyone. i have two brothers and a sister along with two parents. Anyway, it was probably around 7pm. Dinner was over and i think back in those days i would look through the cataloges for toys and games and **** like that. You know, the HotWheels tracks, bicycles, etc... Well wouldn't you know, while paging through, i opened the catalog to the lingere section; and not the part with the control top girdles either. (Damn, this night was my downfall for the rest of my life. Oh well, it would have happened eventually anyway.) i opened the catalog to a page where there was a voluptous blond Woman wearing a Black Teddy. She was looking back at the camera, (me, in my mind), with a devilish sneer, almost a snarl. So there i was, a 9 year old, just flipped the cataloge open and ended up on a page with an incredibly hot Woman wearing a Black Teddy. (i didn't even know it was called a Teddy at the time, i learned all of that later as i started to study these cataloges much closer.) Anyway, as soon as my blue eyes focused on how Her thighs disappeared into Black Silk, my penis got rock hard immediatly, i mean it only took a second or two. i just stopped and stared at Her for probably a couple of minutes, it felt like 30 minutes but it probably only took 2 or 3 minutes before i moved on and looked at the different toys and **** that i was no longer interested in since i opened up to that faithful page. Well i sat there and stared at the toys probably for 20 minutes, still completely erect. i closed up the book and went to the bathroom, oh and i took the catalog with me into the bathroom, locked the door. took my pants off and opened the cataloge back up to the page with the Woman with the evil look. At that point in time, in my mind, She overpowered me, held me down, and made me do whatever She wanted me to do. That was in my mind, in reality, She had no idea who i was and i just learned how to masturbate myself silly while imagining Her taking advantage of me in oh so many ways. And for that matter as a 9 year old i didn't even know what ways could actually happen; i was just making **** up. Bondage, tourture, kidnapping, etc... all went through my mind. What's even more amazing is some of the ideas that i had as a little kid i have then since read about and seen on FemDom sites, magazines, books, etc... When i was 11, 12, 13 years old, i figured that i was the only one in the world who thought about **** this way. Kidnap fantasies, needle fantasies, forced servitude, made to live out my life in FemDom controlled communities where no body knows where i am. Forced to live in service to Women, teased and denied, locked up and forced nudity to increase the teasing and denying, etc, etc, etc... Anyway, after that day, i never looked at the cataloge at the kitchen table ever again, from that day on when i looked at that type of catalog it was in private.
Well, I met someone and we texted back and forth very breifly, but he brought up the idea of femdom and I like to know about everything, so I started doing research online. I found this site pretty quickly! However, I was uncertain about my ability to take on a dominant role. Well, several months later, I found myself back in contact with the same guy and agreed to try distance domming. It was about halfway through the agreed upon period of my controlling him that I realized I was starting to get really excited about the possibility of making him do anything I wanted. That's when I realized that I wasn't just doing this for him anymore, but sincerely enjoying it. I found myself fantasizing about real life possibilities and the nature of the erotic literature I have always read a lot of changed.
This is something I am now intrigued with and want to find a means to gain skillls in.
It all start very innocently, Ive always loved rough sex, and would often get soaked just wrestling with my boyfriend. I loved being on top. And whenever I was being ridden, I enjoyed squeezing my boys ass.
I started getting hungrier and hungrier, I fed off wimpers always trying to think of my ways i could get off with as much restraint from my boyfriend as possible.
It wasnt until I was talking with my kinky ex-girlfriend, that I actually knew the name of what I wanted sexually.
