Why I Crave Cock Control
Why do I desire cock control? I crave cock control because I am the boss in every other part of my life. Everyone from my employees to my wife and the dog all look to me for direction. Don’t misunderstand me, I love my life and I’ve worked my ass off for what I have. However, a few years ago, I realized, quite by accident, that my life was missing something that I badly needed.
See, I am the CEO of a multi-million dollar corporation. I employ hundreds of people around the world who all ultimately answer to me. I travel all over the world, stay in exotic places, drink the best champagne, eat the best food, and fuck the most beautiful women. Let’s just say that nothing in this world is beyond my grasp. Very few, if any people hold me accountable for anything. All except my cock control Femdom Mistress. She’s a whole different situation. But I’m getting ahead of myself.
I Thought I Had What I Wanted
The world has been my bitch for about ten years now.
Five years ago, living had become routine. I have everything that could be considered the American Dream. My wife and I had been married about 12 years. I married the type of woman I thought I wanted. Elegant and well bred. She knows her way around the country club and looks great. She does everything perfectly. To her, I am the man of the house and she makes no decision without my consent or approval. She has always “wanted to please” me, so got breast implants and Botox in her face to prove it.
She knows I cheat, but says nothing for fear of angering me. In truth, her desperation is what keeps me from fucking her. She doesn’t realize I know that she’s screwing her personal trainer. It’s kind of a turn-on, but she would be hysterical if I tried to talk to her about me watching them have sex. In fact, being a cuckold would be fantastic, but she would never change our sex life in any way.
Then I Found What I Needed
I met my Femdom Mistress one night at the dinner party of a mutual friend. I was alone that night. My wife had packed up and gone to the Hamptons, assuming that I would follow in a few days. I had gone to the party out of a feeling of obligation because the host was a business associate of mine that had done me a solid in a complicated overseas deal.
So I there I was schmoozing with people, making small talk and drinking one vodka tonic after another. I saw her staring at me. It was the unafraid stare of a woman who was as much a predator as I was. It gave me a refreshing jolt of excitement to look back at her just as openly. I wasn’t used to this. Most women bow under the weight of my full stare. Not her. I looked away first, reluctantly.
We worked our way toward one another slowly, each covertly watching the other talk and laughing with acquaintances. But we both knew where we would going. Finally, we stopped in front of each other.
She was stunning in a black mini dress and thigh high boots, holding a glass of white wine. I introduced myself. She told me that she knew who I was and then told me that she wants to blindfold me and tie me up and ride me like a stallion. Then she smiled and told me her name. My cock jumped at her words.
“Excuse me?” I said, not believing what I’d heard.
She was still smiling when she said, “You know what I said.”
No one had ever talked to me like she did, and I told her as much, trying to sound pissed. My hard cock was making that difficult. She said that she thought as much and that was the trouble I was having. She said that she was almost certain that I was surrounded by people that always did what I wanted and what I really needed was someone to tell me what I needed.
I Always Needed Cock Control
“Right now you need someone to control your cock for you. I will do that.”
I must say that she scared me half to death, but the conversation made me so hot I couldn’t think for a minute. It was the first of many new feelings I would feel that night and many nights to come. We soon left the party and, while I wanted to fuck her in the alley, she made me drive her to the house she rented.
That night and since, I have done everything she has instructed me to do. I masturbate when she says to. My hand stops when she directs it to. She directs my orgasms and my lack of them. Giving her orgasm control is an amazing turn-on.
I also do exactly what she needs sexually. If she wants me to eat her pussy, I am right there for her. Perhaps she wants me to fuck her the next day; I am there for that, too.
Suffice it to say that it was the start of a beautiful relationship. Who knew having a Femdom Mistress tell me what to do would be so hot? After all of the time we have spent together, I finally realized what I had been needing was the cock control she offered. Needing? No. Craving.
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