Just What He Needed: A Strapon Story

“It will only hurt for a minute, darling…” she whispered. “First you’ll beg me to stop… the virgins always do. Of course I won’t. I’m committed to breaking you in. And when I do stop? Well, by then you’ll be begging me not to. I think you’ll find this is just what you were needing.”

Submissive women were his usual choice, but his last several conquests had left him feeling cold and empty. He’d wondered what they were feeling that he wasn’t. The ecstasy of sub-space made him curious, that rapturous look of surrender on their faces had left him wanting and hungry… not to dominate and control, but to submit as they had. That’s when he’d met HER.

She wasn’t his usual type of woman. Until then he’d preferred his women petite… the better to tower over them and command them. She was almost as tall as him, taller in her heels. She’d looked him right in the eye when they met and smiled so enigmatically at his attempt at machismo.

“Oh, you can’t play that with me, sweety.” she’d laughed. The amused twinkle in her eyes when she sized him up intrigued him.  ”I’m not like those women I see you with. No, I’m an entirely different creature. But if you’d like to see how the other half lives sometime, by all means, call me.” She never called herself a femdom Mistress, but her demeanor made it apparent.

She’d given him her card, then walked away. He watched her ass sway, then looked away, feeling guilty. For the life of him, he couldn’t understand why she’d affected him so. He’d shook it off and told himself it didn’t matter. He wasn’t a male submissive. He was a strong and masculine man. Dominating women came easy. But with her, he knew he’d have to bend or stay far, far away… and he tried. But every time he saw that statuesque blonde sipping her wine with fawning males surrounding her, he became a bit more obsessed.

After satisfying his latest conquest, he’d found himself lost. In the midst of things he’d imagined HER there, laughing at him. He could almost feel her behind him, taunting him. If he closed his eyes, he could feel her full red lips against his ear whispering, “This isn’t for you, darling. You don’t want to do this… you want to BE this.”

He’d put her card in a drawer, didn’t know why he’d kept it. But he found himself tearing through to locate it… and her address was on it. He felt so desperate when she answered her door. She didn’t even seem surprised to see him there.

“Come in, darling. I’ve been expecting you…”

A glass of wine, some conversation and then she’d taken control of him. She led him to her bedroom and ordered him to strip. He didn’t hesitate. He felt vulnerable before her, even more so when she’d slipped into the bath to put on “something more comfortable” and emerged with the strapon cock jutting from her lithe body. She commanded him to kneel… and he did. She ran her fingers through his hair and then guided his mouth to her girl cock. He’d never thought of himself a cocksucker, but it felt so right with her staring down as she took his mouth.

After a bit, she asked him… “Are you ready for some real fun, little slut?” and he’d nodded, not even realizing what he was committing to. Then she bent him over and whispered… “It will only hurt for a minute, darling. First you’ll beg me to stop… the virgins always do. Of course I won’t. I’m committed to breaking you in. And when I do stop? Well, by then you’ll be begging me not to. I think you’ll find this is just what you were needing.”

What do you know, he thought… after the pain of violation left him, SHE was right… and he’d never be the same. But he’d be back… as long as SHE allowed him, he’d bend over and be her bitch.

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