A dominant woman doesn’t take orders from a man’s dick.
If you want to serve a woman – if you really want her to dominate over your life and everything that you are – you can’t just turn it on and off like a light switch. A real submissive doesn’t worship his wife until he gets what he wants, then turn on the TV to watch SportsCenter. Any woman worthy of being served or worshipped deserves better than that…
Meet Mistress Elizabeth Simone – a professional and lifestyle domme who prides herself in sharing the very essence of BDSM that she treasures in her own life with anyone who desires to learn the ins and outs of what being a dominant woman is really all about. From the sensual side to the truly sadistic, Mistress Simone takes a personal pleasure in knowing precisely which buttons to push in each of her submissives and delights herself in a clientele that has blessed her with years of devoted service and eclectic memories.
This session features Brandon and his girlfriend Courtney, a loving couple whose curiosity about female domination brings them to Mistress Simone’s studio for an introductory lesson in spanking and bondage that leaves him aching for more and her a little more eager to see just how far her boyfriend’s kinky desires will lead her!
Excerpt…
“Spanking is punishment,” I explained to the girl as I walked her over to my array of spanking implements hanging from the wall. “If he’s enjoying it, you’re doing something wrong … either you’re not hitting him hard enough, or in the right place, or maybe even just not long enough to truly drive your point home. But by the time you’re done, he should be feeling it, not smiling about it!”
“Now that doesn’t necessarily mean that you can only spank him when he’s done something wrong, per se,” I continued as I took an 18” black leather paddle down from the rack and handed it over to her for inspection. “A woman can spank her sub simply for the sake of spanking him … perhaps because she likes the color that it turns his bare bottom, or the thought that it gives him a reason to think of her all day long for the next several days whenever he sits down.”
When we returned back to her man’s side, his erection still raging because this was the real thing, I told her to think about some of the things that her boyfriend had done recently that made her angry or upset, and then to hit him until she felt better about them.
As expected, the first couple of swings were weak – the kinds of bedroom spanks that one does with a $19.95 bachelorette kit that’s past its prime – but before long her swings were improving and the glorious sounds of leather on flesh started having their victim’s grunts to compete with as his cheeks grew brighter and brighter with each smack.
More importantly, I could tell that she was getting something valuable out of the exercise, too, as she would deliver a handful of timed out swats before temporarily pausing … as if to think of more reasons to refuel herself … and then resuming with another batch, each growing longer and longer until I started losing count of how long she’d been going.
It was then that I decided the next logical step was for him to start counting as she continued to spank his increasingly tender ass, harder and harder, longer and longer…
It’s really a mindfuck to not only have to process a large amount of pain, but then to also be required to thank the person inflicting said pain as she inflicts it.
Lovely dynamic – every girl should insist on it when she’s spanking her slave!
