Inspired by a recent chat  witha sub about my preference in heels.

Beneath the moon's soft glow, a quiet room,

He stands, a portrait of submissive need,

His gaze transfixed, entranced in passion's bloom,

As seamed silk wraps my limbs in lustful deed.

Garters, a promise binding us as one,

Each clasp a testament to bound desire,

In lace and silk, the dance has just begun,

A symphony of pleasure fuels the fire.

Black stilettos, a symbol of command,

I rise, empowered by his watchful eyes,

In every step, dominion gently planned,

A tale of love, where satisfaction lies.

He yields to me, this intricate ballet,

In stockings' embrace, our passion holds sway.

A little poetry?  Sure, why not.

In realms where love unfolds its gentle sway,

A man finds bliss in night and sunlit day.

Within the dance of hearts, a truth revealed,

In female-led embrace, his joy's congealed.

Beneath her gaze, a beacon burning bright,

He revels in the tender, guiding light.

Her strength, a fortress that he gladly seeks,

In every whispered word, the solace speaks.

No tyranny, but harmony they find,

A partnership where hearts and souls entwined.

He cherishes the power she bestows,

A union blossoms, like a fragrant rose.

Her laughter, like a melody divine,

Resounds within his heart, a sweet design.

Together, they traverse life's winding road,

In tandem, love's enchanting episode.

She leads with grace, a compass sure and true,

He finds his purpose in her eyes of blue.

Her wisdom shapes their journey through the years,

A symphony of joy, dispelling fears.

He revels in the kindness she bestows,

Her love, a river, steadily it flows.

He willingly surrenders to her care,

In tender moments, love is everywhere.

No shackles bind, but freedoms they unfold,

In her embrace, a sanctuary bold.

A partnership where balance finds its place,

He celebrates the joys of her embrace.

In shared delight, their spirits intertwined,

He savors every moment, love defined.

A male perspective on this blessed path,

In her-led love, he finds eternal warmth.

A Different Kind of Writing Aissgnment

I was contacted by a sub recently, who complained about all of 20 something “girls” (his word, not mine) on this site, and how they were too young to know how to properly dominate. As if he could complement me by insulting other women.

Now, I’m not all about “sisterhood”, and I don’t make a big deal about female supremacy.  But, his comments really rubbed me the wrong way.  Because, while there are always exceptions, most women are in fact superior to men.  We have much more finely tuned emotional intelligence. 

In addition, because of that, and because we can control our sexual urges, we are able to use our sexual attraction to control male behavior to our benefit. To make such a weeping statement about the younger dommes on this site is not only insulting, but ignorant.  Some of the younger dommes are still exploring their inherent power over males.  Some have not yet come into the full flower of their dominant personality.  But they will.  It will happen.

So I gave him a writing assignment (because I’m big into that :)  )   I ordered him to write a letter of apology for his boorish behavior to 100 dommes on this site between the ages of 18 and 23.  500 word minimum.  And each of those letters needed to be unique.  Not cut and paste.  He needs to send a copy of each to me, to verify that he has completed his task. 

Maybe then he’ll realize that yes, these dommes are young, but in a few years they will be powerful women in control of the men in their lives.  And in a few years, he will still be a sub, and still their sexual inferior.

The Power of Positive Failure

We all learn from our mistakes, subs too.  But what’s a domme to do when her sub is good, or as is more likely, she hasn’t caught him failing so she can apply corrective discipline?  And although I consider myself a nice person who treats her subs humanely, I am a firm believer that discipline is essential to establish and maintain a proper FLR.

So, if a sub is completing all his assigned chores as demanded my solution is to create opportunities for failure.  I assign, he fails, he begs for forgiveness, I punish and the balance of power is reinforced.

An example:  A former sub (now moved to the East Coast) was running the errands I assigned him and doing so as ordered.  As a result, he was getting cocky (a trait I detest in all men; self- confidence is fine).  So I decided to take him down a peg.  I texted him that I needed to pick up a particular brand of pad I use.  In my experience, men find that oddly humiliating.  As if the sales clerk will think him a …a what?... if he is seen buying feminine hygiene products.  It is what it is, so it’s a good tool to use with a sub.    Well this being Portland, and this brand being sustainably produced and dolphin friendly (just kidding about the dolphins, but then again), they are hard to find.  In fact I knew that my local store was out since I had asked the clerk (he blushed! cute) and they wouldn’t be restocked until the weekend.

Now I knew that sending my sub on this errand would: a) embarrass him and b) cause him to fail.  Both would help me improve him as my sub.  

 After he had been gone long enough, I texted him asking him what the hold up was.  He replied that he couldn’t find them (not surprising since I knew they were out of stock.)  I told him I was sure they were there and to keep looking.  Minutes passed and no response.  In my mind’s eye, I could imagine him slowly walking up and down the feminine hygiene aisle, searching in vain and hoping no one would notice him.  I should have felt sorry for him, but he needed the lesson, and frankly I thought my whole plan was a hoot.

I texted him again “On your way back?”     He had to admit “I can’t find them.  They must have sold out.”

“No” I texted back, “they’re always in stock.  Ask a clerk.”  Minutes passed.  “Got ‘em?”  

“Not yet”

“Did you ask the clerk like I told you?”  I knew he’d rather die. In fact, I didn’t want him to ask, as the clerk would confirm that they were, in fact, out of stock and ruin the lesson.

He had to admit that he hadn’t asked.  “No, I’m still looking”

It was time to end this part of the lesson, so I told him  “Just forget it.  Do you understand?  Go home right now and stand in the corner until I call you.”  (I like corner time, but that’s a discussion for another day.)

Two hours later, I called him and ordered him over.  Once he arrived, I confronted him with a box of my pads – empty, and purchased weeks before, but how was he to know?

“Do you see what I have here?”  He nodded sheepishly.  “He shook his head.  I told him the name of the store he had just spent the most embarrassing and frustrating 45 minutes of his life.

“So you both failed me by not looking carefully enough, and worse you disobeyed a direct order by not asking the clerk like I told you to.”  He was a mess, poor boy.  He had been getting cocky, thinking he was god’s gift to dommes and now he felt like a failure.  At this point the lesson was a complete success.  He had learned a little humility, and would be more obedient. 

“In the future, when I send you out for these, you won’t waste my time and patience, will you?”

“No ma’am”  I could tell he didn’t like the idea of there being a next time.

“In the future, you will go directly to the clerk and ask them to show you where they are stocked, won’t you?”

He turned a little pale, but told me  “Yes ma’am”

“Good, now hand me you belt, down with your pants and panties and lean against the dining room table.”

I don’t spank overly severely; spanking is really a psychological tool, but again, that is a story for another day.

But my overall point is, by creating a failure scenario, I helped my sub get past some improper attitudes, learn a little humility and   advance himself.  The power of positive failure.