Building a Submissive Partner from Scratch: A Dominant's Journey to Mastery
CHAPTER 1
I had returned to the living room after Gerald gave me his decision. I was there for some time wondering what was keeping him. After all, how long could it possibly take him to dress? I was reading when I heard a noise in the hall. I got up and walked to the corner; I threw my hands to my face, unable to stifle my feelings as I exclaimed, “Oh my!” My initial reaction was to yell and ask Gerald what the hell he thought he was doing. Then I saw how he was trembling—shaking in terror—I realized what was happening and how I could use it to advantage—advantage for both of us. I knelt and stroked his back, took the leash from his mouth and walked him to the living room.
I stripped down. It was necessary for my plan. I told Gerald what I thought he wanted and he nodded. I would make him my submissive. He would be my slave for all intents and purposes, but I wouldn’t humiliate him as I had with Tina and David and I wouldn’t torture him, but I would definitely punish the living hell out of him if he misbehaved. I doubted that would be necessary often. First, though, I needed to reinforce my position of dominance. I thought there were probably many ways of doing this, but the simplest was to infantilize him—treat him like my baby. In Gerald’s fragile mental state I allowed him to suckle me for more than an hour as I stroked his head and rubbed his balls. I removed his cock cage; I could trust him today and it suited my purpose to have him unfettered. He was so sweet…so submissive to me. He was like the child we’d not yet had…putty in my hands. I shifted him to my other teat after a while. “No, Gerald,” I told him, “you’re not going to cum yet. I want you in my pussy when that happens.”
‘Yes, Mistress,” he replied, “Thank you, Mistress.” He snuggled even closer to me as I rocked him. I used
every action to reinforce my dominance and his submissiveness. I called myself his “Momma” and referred to him as my baby. Soon he’d come to think of himself in exactly this way. Gerald wanted to be submissive to me and that was exactly what I would give him! I put him onto the floor and led him by the leash to the kitchen. I made two sandwiches, one for each of us, and allowed Gerald to eat at the table with me as I had promised.
As we ate I explained that I would create a list of chores for him to do. I even allowed him to contribute to the list. During the afternoon I wanted him to clean both bathrooms so they would sparkle and I wanted the bed changed so we could try to conceive in a clean environment. I told him that if he hustled I would allow him to suckle before dinner and after that would be his opportunity to fuck me.
He finished all his tasks to my satisfaction by 4:30 so I invited him back to my lap. He had been naked all day so that was how he climbed into my lap. I moved his mouth to my teat as I rocked him. Again I rubbed his balls and this time I gently stroked his cock with the back of my finger. He’d never cum this way, but he would be plenty excited. We continued for an hour when I had him start the grill for dinner. I made some burgers and he cooked them, naked in our back yard. We lived at THE END
I had returned to the living room after Gerald gave me his decision. I was there for some time wondering what was keeping him. After all, how long could it possibly take him to dress? I was reading when I heard a noise in the hall. I got up and walked to the corner; I threw my hands to my face, unable to stifle my feelings as I exclaimed, “Oh my!” My initial reaction was to yell and ask Gerald what the hell he thought he was doing. Then I saw how he was trembling—shaking in terror—I realized what was happening and how I could use it to advantage—advantage for both of us. I knelt and stroked his back, took the leash from his mouth and walked him to the living room.
I stripped down. It was necessary for my plan. I told Gerald what I thought he wanted and he nodded. I would make him my submissive. He would be my slave for all intents and purposes, but I wouldn’t humiliate him as I had with Tina and David and I wouldn’t torture him, but I would definitely punish the living hell out of him if he misbehaved. I doubted that would be necessary often. First, though, I needed to reinforce my position of dominance. I thought there were probably many ways of doing this, but the simplest was to infantilize him—treat him like my baby. In Gerald’s fragile mental state I allowed him to suckle me for more than an hour as I stroked his head and rubbed his balls. I removed his cock cage; I could trust him today and it suited my purpose to have him unfettered. He was so sweet…so submissive to me. He was like the child we’d not yet had…putty in my hands. I shifted him to my other teat after a while. “No, Gerald,” I told him, “you’re not going to cum yet. I want you in my pussy when that happens.”
‘Yes, Mistress,” he replied, “Thank you, Mistress.” He snuggled even closer to me as I rocked him. I used
every action to reinforce my dominance and his submissiveness. I called myself his “Momma” and referred to him as my baby. Soon he’d come to think of himself in exactly this way. Gerald wanted to be submissive to me and that was exactly what I would give him! I put him onto the floor and led him by the leash to the kitchen. I made two sandwiches, one for each of us, and allowed Gerald to eat at the table with me as I had promised.
As we ate I explained that I would create a list of chores for him to do. I even allowed him to contribute to the list. During the afternoon I wanted him to clean both bathrooms so they would sparkle and I wanted the bed changed so we could try to conceive in a clean environment. I told him that if he hustled I would allow him to suckle before dinner and after that would be his opportunity to fuck me.
He finished all his tasks to my satisfaction by 4:30 so I invited him back to my lap. He had been naked all day so that was how he climbed into my lap. I moved his mouth to my teat as I rocked him. Again I rubbed his balls and this time I gently stroked his cock with the back of my finger. He’d never cum this way, but he would be plenty excited. We continued for an hour when I had him start the grill for dinner. I made some burgers and he cooked them, naked in our back yard. We lived at THE END
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