For a while I didn't know "when". Usually get asked this question. I still am not sure when or why my kinky interests started, I've kind of always thought about alternative lifestyles as very interesting, almost obsessing over learning about all of it.
But I now think I know when it was confirmed for me.
I had a high school boyfriend, we'd dated for 2 years and moved in together after graduating. I told him my kinky thoughts and we tried some things. We took turns, he said he liked both, but I suspected he enjoyed receiving more. He said it helped him study if I spanked him before... so I did sometimes. I told him I wanted him to take control, I thought he would understand and try. I brought it up again...
The next day we were heading to get some lunch. I didn't realise at the time, but my submissive frustration was filling me up and driving me crazy. I didn't plan to be a brat and didn't realise until the middle of it, but I was testing him. I started a fight, about something stupid, I escalated and was being overly dramatic. He stopped at the restaurant and parked towards the back of the lot. I remember making a last effort of a test. I stated it was stupid to park in the back, he should move closer, there were better spots. I honestly didn't care, it was a test. He said that's nuts it didn't matter, he wasnt moving. I demanded again, almost yelling, move the car, I wasn't getting out. With a sigh he started the car and moved closer. I was pretty crushed. In that moment I knew I didn't respect him and could never have respect for him. I couldn't be aroused or interested in pursuing a life with him. We broke up a couple days later. He seemed upset, but I knew it was over. I couldn't settle into a vanilla life, or an unfulfilling one...
Soon I met a guy online that seemed naturally Dominant. I met up with him. He beat my ass and fucked me thoroughly. I was sure I could never go back. It didn't work out with that guy, but it confirmed my submissive desires and started my journey.
Unintentional brat test was my confirmation. I rarely have brat attcks, more like bad moods.
Any similar or other stories?
I guess I've always been meek and small in stature all my life so always been sub I just didn't know what it was called back then. Now that I know I kinda embrace it.
I knew when I was 16 and standing on a bus and looked at a seated woman and thought how great it would be to go across her lap for a spanking. I still do it.
I think it was the first time (20 years or so ago) I looked at Japanese porn with a femdom theme. I thought how wonderful it would be to have a woman just take control of me, twist my nipples, sit on my face so I can service her, spank me, peg me, etc. For many years I just suffered in silence too shy to bring the subject up to my wife. Last night I finally told her what I wanted. I now have a beautiful Mistress! We started last night with my ass getting warmed up with a paddle and then as I was restrained face up on the bed my Mistress sat on my face for what must have been an hour or so. I was in heaven! She also tortured my nipples and kept biting my cock! She's a natural! Today I showed her something else online. In a week or so Mistress will be pegging me! I can't wait!
With my. Ex around 16 or 17, he started to dominate me slowly almost as though we were experimenting each other but the rougher he was, the more he told me how he wanted me and how he was going to take me his and how he was going to use me, the more I wanted him and I wanted him to control me and more importantly the more it became a need on my part.
All I wanted was to please him
when the first guy that did me and slid his cock in my hole he told me to enjoy it and I did he made me moan all night long
When my friend was sitting on the couch and I was on my knees in front of him giving him a handjob and he put his hand on the back of my head and guided my mouth to his cock and slowly entered my mouth.
I never resisted.
Almost 42 years ago. On my 17th birthday I began dating one of my high school teachers 8 years my senior. About 2 months into our relationship I accepted his collar in a ceremony. In that ceremony, I also pledged my body to him to use for his and my newly found erotic pleasures. I consider this ceremony my official acceptance of my place as a submissive to my Master.
A few weeks later he took me to a weekend party, that turned out to be a three day gang bang with his Harley Biker Gang. That party, which I willingly chose to stay and participate in, was my first gang bang. That party brought me into many genres of the lifestyle with BDSM only being one of them.
I recently posted my first story here on LS, which is about this party. It is titled," My First Gang Bang and Golden Shower" Part 1. The second part which has been submitted but not approved yet ends in the early evening of the first day. In those short hours I experienced several firsts. Over the weekend I experienced many more first most of which was as a sub.
Brandie
Around the same time that Sprite told me I was a lesbian.
I lived in a boarding school for a while. Probably after she fell under the influence of an evil teacher, I still remember and the abuse she subjected me to. However, I then got used to it. Probably roots from there, from childhood.
When I was 15 I knew it for certain. Looking back I should have realized it before. I would get excited when my two sisters would tickle me until I peed then they spanked me for doing it. I have to confess I enjoyed the whole experience each time it happened.
Looking back I can say that I have always been submissive. I did not always have a name for it but I knew that I enjoyed certain things which at the time I was embarrassed about. I grew up in the deep south bible belt with strong Christian values. I was both ashamed of and turned on by that. I both enjoyed and hated being punished physically, I did not always get turned on by the punishment itself but later when I was alone.
It wasn't until I began reading about my "proclivities" that I understood and accepted who I was. Now I am proud of the fact that I am submissive.
i met my first and only Master in greece i was working in a restaurant (summer job) in was 23 young girl full of life , sex was important like every one athta time
He was married man owner of another restaurant next the place i worked
our eyes met many times man days before after work i met him in his empty restaurant
i didnt fuck me he just make me pleasing him , not fucking, then after he make me cum with his hand , i order me to lay down on the wet floor , as i obey i felt something inside me that i never felt before ............
I stay on the floor the time he finished his work , about 30 mins , then he took my hand, he says you are good girl , will you be mine...i answer yes the rest is history......
I'm of the alpha male category and have always been the alpha when having sex but have had a few instances when my sex partners wanted to tie me up and have some fun with a role reversal and I must say that it is very satisfying to be forced to submit when you're normally the dominant one. The tying up takes away the option for me to suddenly become the aggressor.
It can take awhile before I can completely let go and enjoy it but it's probably about the most exciting thing that I experience after I let go and submit.
So when did I discover this? About 20 years ago when I woke up mostly already tied up by a gf that then subjected me to what felt like a few hours of mild torture and some humiliating situations with her bestie gf including face sitting and other embarrassing stuff.
I had so many huge orgasms that I lost track and was a bit shaky and unsure of myself for several hours afterward.
When an alpha lets go and submits there's so much to let go of that if they can relax and let it happen it's simply profound and incredibly exciting.
Great minds think alike but dirty minds work together.... ;)
As a young teen being tickled until i screamed by the girls next door, first time they gagged and tied me down to make it easier was i believe first time i peed myself!
I thought I was submissive when I was going out with this girl on a date and she showed up in a pair of beautiful leather pants.
My heart began to beat quicker, my throat became dry as a desert, and I literally felt weak in the knees and unable to focus on anything else but those wonderful pants. Then I took a deep breath and realized it was because she smelled like a new truck.
My second boyfriend (I was 19) he went a little rough with me in bed, I enjoyed it but I thought it was simply the situation. When I was 21 I met my first Dom and he introduced me to the joys of the world of a submissive and it was all natural with him. I never felt pressured, I always felt it was the right place for me to be. Since the first time he slid his hand in my panties and told me to do as he told me to, I felt good.
For me, I suppose it was when I realized that I loved the idea that a man would use me for his own pleasure, which in turn would turn me on like crazy. I love to be his slut and be fucked and slapped and made to swallow every drop of his cum and forced to drink my own too. Loverly. Lucy. xxx
When I started paying Tennis. I was playing with an older woman and she returned a ball really hard. It hit me straight in the testicles. She felt so sorry and offered to get ice. I just thought please do it again. Then I started looking at Japanese porn of women kicking men in the balls. I was hooked and knew I was a submissive who likes women inflicting pain on me.
I new I was kinda submissive at 17 when me and my cousin were lovers she got me to do a few very naughty things
SOphomore year of college. Had a couple of drinks with my roomie, we started joking about spanking, and I realised I was getting super turned on just talking about it. Not long after that, I ended up across her knee, and every swat on my butt made me wetter. It progressed from there, though I did eventually discover that switching was a lot of fun as well.
I questioned my submissive side for many yrs .. it was there but until this yr did I realize I am truly a sub. The help of two online friends has brought me to this conclusion. Having now embraced it fully, my life is much smoother ..
It began at a younger period of my life (edited by admin for content) at a friends house and her father walking in me naked. The icon of those moments are burned into my head and since I have moved to try other ways to achieve that feeling of objectification and pleasure
long time ago from what I had seen to what I liked
