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I was laying in bed late last night, mind running 1000 miles an hour, and I had an epiphany. I have been dominant since the day I was born. I quickly learned how to push buttons, demanding, selfish(I really wanted to be an only child), and totally self absorbed. Seriously I FELT entitled, owed, and deserving. I quickly honed in on My wants, and getting them fulfilled.
Moving along, I discovered My sexuality, and the ability to make even the strongest of men weak. This power was an aphrodisiac, although I hadn't even grasped the significance of this. This is where the wheels fell off a bit, for My culture at the time raised Us to be good wife's, submissive, and obedient. This did not settle well with Me, to say the least, but the quandary then inflicted Me with guilt. I married at 20, quickly discovered he was a sadist, although I had NO CLUE about bdsm then. Not only was he a sadist, but he was kind of stupid, and weak, and when I found those buttons it was ON! I struggled with "am I just imperious, and stubborn, or does this man not deserve My respect. It was very much the latter.
I have never been a 9 to 5 person, I have always lived not just outside the box, but outside the boxes box too. I built a very successful business, out of My house, but was burned out, and frankly not interested. I did seriously try to mainstream, in real estate, it was devastating. The one thread that did resonate with Me, were the submissives. My entry into O/our world, was a boy who kept begging to be My slave, this boy did not quit either. I started asking questions, and allowed him to serve Me. This felt RIGHT!
I felt the perfect melding of all My skills and assets merging. Then the first moneyslave came along, a whale, the meaner I was the more he spent, the more he confided, the more addicting it became. What I didn't know was he was on the tale end of ruination, and I was that final nail. I was so alarmed, upset, and felt mislead, how could he want that, why didn't he tell Me. Eye opener for sure. I stumbled along for a couple of years, didn't understand why "hi loser" wasn't working, and that not every sub craved cock. This is where I truly came into My own, through trials and tribulations. I am the Domme I am today from life experiences, doing it all wrong, so I could finally do it right. I have found a place where all of My qualities, and desires mesh, a place I feel at home in, and My intellect is really My biggest secret weapon!
Long Live BDSM!
I would love it if Y/you would share Y/your story too, in comments here.
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Goddess Brittany
Moving along, I discovered My sexuality, and the ability to make even the strongest of men weak. This power was an aphrodisiac, although I hadn't even grasped the significance of this. This is where the wheels fell off a bit, for My culture at the time raised Us to be good wife's, submissive, and obedient. This did not settle well with Me, to say the least, but the quandary then inflicted Me with guilt. I married at 20, quickly discovered he was a sadist, although I had NO CLUE about bdsm then. Not only was he a sadist, but he was kind of stupid, and weak, and when I found those buttons it was ON! I struggled with "am I just imperious, and stubborn, or does this man not deserve My respect. It was very much the latter.
I have never been a 9 to 5 person, I have always lived not just outside the box, but outside the boxes box too. I built a very successful business, out of My house, but was burned out, and frankly not interested. I did seriously try to mainstream, in real estate, it was devastating. The one thread that did resonate with Me, were the submissives. My entry into O/our world, was a boy who kept begging to be My slave, this boy did not quit either. I started asking questions, and allowed him to serve Me. This felt RIGHT!
I felt the perfect melding of all My skills and assets merging. Then the first moneyslave came along, a whale, the meaner I was the more he spent, the more he confided, the more addicting it became. What I didn't know was he was on the tale end of ruination, and I was that final nail. I was so alarmed, upset, and felt mislead, how could he want that, why didn't he tell Me. Eye opener for sure. I stumbled along for a couple of years, didn't understand why "hi loser" wasn't working, and that not every sub craved cock. This is where I truly came into My own, through trials and tribulations. I am the Domme I am today from life experiences, doing it all wrong, so I could finally do it right. I have found a place where all of My qualities, and desires mesh, a place I feel at home in, and My intellect is really My biggest secret weapon!
Long Live BDSM!
I would love it if Y/you would share Y/your story too, in comments here.
XXX
Goddess Brittany
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