Offered and open

I'd been wanting to reverse the roles for some time. Dominant with my wife, I in turn wanted to experience the sensations of being a pleasure toy. I'd talked it over with my other half. For her, it was impossible to exchange roles, and to my great surprise, on my birthday, she suggested I go and see a Domina.

After a search on the net, my choice fell on Madame Lule. Why was this? A hunch, guided also by listening to a long interview in which Madame shared her experience.

And here I am downstairs, waiting in the cold of a November evening when the snow is only a few minutes away... Then finally, at the precise hour, she answers me, guiding me with her voice to her lair... I tremble, a mixture of cold and fear. The door opens. She looks at me with a mixture of irony and benevolence.

- You seem to have a problem with schedules!.

The catastrophe, completely frozen, I called five minutes early, on the principle that it was better to be a little early than late. I didn't think we were in the game. I confess I'm a little taken aback. I stammer. My confusion is not lost on Madame Lule, who soon resumes in a more «egalitarian» tone, while still initiating our exchange. I feel she's listening, especially to my limits, and that reassures me. Paradoxical as it may seem to the average person, I want to be dominated, but not mistreated...

The warm water of the shower soothes me and I present myself naked and ready to face Madame Lule. 

I'm in another dimension. I'm in an alternative world. I feel a sense of letting go. For once, I don't have to do anything but let things happen. Being a dog or a bitch has its constraints, but it also has the advantage of not having the pressure to succeed that we often have in our normal relationships.

Here I am at her feet, harnessed with a collar and leash. She lifts my head and asks me to stroke myself. I'm guessing that this is just the preamble and that the rest will be more decadent. My sex hardens and Madame Lule decides it's time to move on. She pulls me towards her coffee table.

She lays me on my back on top of her and, with the help of a strapping device, ties me up. Here I am at her mercy, offered and open. She roams my body, reminding me with her words what I am at this very moment, and descends to find my ass already dilated with excitement.