Fantasies of a Young Dominatrix - Sex Stories

Fantasies of a Young Dominatrix

... it, I suppose, so I didn't blame them for coming on my clothes. Of course, I collected an additional charge for their mishaps.

What baffled me was why I also fantasized about beating people I knew, sometimes my old boyfriend Paul from 1974 when I was only nineteen. I really had done a few sessions with him (for free, of course) with a paddle or hairbrush. He was surprised that he was one of those guys who got an erection despite feeling the pain. The first time it happened, I acted badly and sent him away from my house. For the second time, I took pity on him and blew him immediately afterwards.

I held no grudges against Paul. He was my first real lover, and he always treated me very well. It was me who was the unfair one and I ended the relationship almost on a whim. I dumped him for another, older guy with more money than Paul and prospects to make much more of it in the future.

So why, two years later, did I imagine beating him more severely than I had with the real discipline I had given him earlier? Those earlier times had elements of playacting in them. My later fantasies had me whipping his ass with a traditional English cane. In real life, I never used a cane because I didn't know how to wield it properly.

And I always masturbated when thinking about inflicting my implements on him, and I usually got a very satisfying orgasm for my efforts. Maybe I felt that pleasure during all that because I liked envisioning myself as a heartless bitch when dealing ...

... with Paul. I certainly had been heartless when I dumped him two years earlier and then disappeared from his life for a couple of weeks.

Usually, I would set up a scene or scenario for any domination session or sometimes the client would think of one. I would pose as a powerful woman -- say a boss, professor, therapist, wife, or church lady. The johns would pretend to be guilty of some misdeed that had earned them their discipline.

Thus they would play the role of an employee, student, husband, or church member. Often they said that had been caught masturbating or getting a blowjob from a girl somewhere on the premises. Like the first time two years earlier, I was impressed by the amount of sexual guilt that is hidden but still floating around our society.

My Third Fantasy -- An Old Boyfriend

For Paul's punishment, I imagined myself in an incarnation as a professor, one of my favorite roles. I don't know what university I taught at, but it was certainly not City College. Outside my office window, I could see a campus with plenty of green foliage. I must have been influenced by my visits to Princeton and the University of Pennsylvania among other places.

My outfit consisted of a tight, short black dress, a blue blazer, and nylons and high heels. My stockings were held up with a black garter and straps, and my hemline was high enough that I could flash my underthings at whatever poor sap was my victim for the day. As a dominant woman, I could be wrathful, sexy, and ...