Instincts

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When you call The She Wolf, my instincts are to break you down and reshape you as a well trained slave that will amuse and serve me indefinitely with total devotion.  I am perceptive and curious and I will probe you to learn what makes you tick before using your appetites and weaknesses to warp you.  Maybe to enchant you.  Probably to exploit you.  Definitely to abuse you.  But I am following a long term game plan to develop your submissive potential so expect the tension to build gradually.

My goal is always to amuse myself and to feed my joy.  Sometimes this means displaying my power.  Sometimes it means feeding your delusions until I am ready to pounce.

 

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Your instincts should always be to please and honor me.  Period.  Always.  To please and to serve.  You should also have an instinctual drive to be honest and open with me in order to get the most out of our time together.

I would hope that you also have some primitive survival instincts that will lead you to protect yourself if my abuse becomes too insidious and pervasive, but I can not be responsible if you flame out in a blaze of glory at my feet.  You are paying me to Dominate you and I intend to give you your money’s worth.  🙂

 

 

3 comments on “Instincts

  1. Mistress June, my beautiful Mistress, is the one who has owned my submissive heart from the first time we talked. I lose it all with her. She fucks with my head, just because, I amuse her and somehow I enjoy it. By circumstances niether of us could completely control there have been times, when I’ve been wondering lost, with out her. Searching for her hoping to reconnect with her. Luckily for me we did.

    As Elite Domme, I dove in whole heartedly, eager for her to take me to places in my mind I didn’t even know existed. But, when she mentioned that she was creating the Wolf/True Alpha listings, and the differences, between the two, I was sure I wanted to not just visit the Wolf, but become owned by the Wolf.

    I’m kind of gready always wanting to experience more and more, and submit deeper and deeper. The thing is, if she had more shit she could unleash on me, if she could make me feel weaker, and make me want her more, I was all for it. She had warned me over and over, that it would feel different, but she was still going to be herself.

    One day the email came, telling me it was time for my first call to the Wolf. If you haven’t called her, don’t just click on her listing, be sure to follow the calling protocal exactly, it will please her and you will love feeling her power grow stronger and her presence of coming over you.

    Following the protocal, I made that first call, in fact, multiple calls and tributes quickly followed in rapid succession, up until this point Elite Domme had owned me, and had me in Chastity. She knew how to control me and how to influence my desire. As Elite Domme, she would simply allow me to become financially addicted, as the Wolf, she unleashed a side of herself, that was even more attractive to me than the Mistress, I had known.

    I won’t lie to you I’ve called other Mistresses Finacial Suffering lines, but this was different, there was no time lost in her raising the rate and calling back. She didn’t have to do much to get me excited, on edge, and very vulnerable, I was laying there wide open before her and she pounced on me.

    I’d left the door to my mind, standing wide open! She didn’t walk in; she leapt. Sure she’s a predator, and it wasn’t good for me, but no phone sex is really good for a person, when you really think about it.

    It felt so good, to be so weak for her, to be stripped naked, to let my defenses down, to open my mind. It was simply, the most erotic stimulation, I ever recieved on a call! It had not come from rubbing my penis or playing with myself, it came from her taking total control. From allowing her word to entice me, from her placing me before the tribute buttons and being told to make a sacrifice, not which one, but one that made me nervous.

    Something inside of me released, I was trembling, my body quivered, the excitement of a teenager about to get laid was running through me, and possibly it was even more intense. There is no doubt about it, this was mind sex. She had me masturbating my mind with money.

    Somehow, I just knew clicking that button was going to make my mind orgasm complete, yet leave my body aching for more, but deep down I liked her fucking with me like that.

    I must be a one or two pump chump when it comes to true mind sex(masturbation) because after making the sacrifice, I was on my back, floating in subspace. The feeling was so good, I couln’t care the cost, I wanted more. And, she was more than willing to take more. She had completely dominated me, we were both so excited by how empowered she was and my step further into weakness for her.

    I am so addicted to her, yet I’ve never seen her. I edge to her, when allowed, I try my best not to imagine what she might look like, but more edge to the details that I pick up from her wish list, her shoe size, her dress size, what ever little bits, I can pick up.

    She is the only woman, that this has ever worked for me, everyone else has an imagine, right or wrong, true or false. But, she is the one person, that I can edge to and be satisfied by just imagining her likes, her dislikes, her tastes, whether it be in clothing or the sheets on her bed. I’m all about her, and becoming even more so. Perhaps that is what make this work so well.

    Honestly making her happy, has become my reward, not my sexual gratification. It’s strange how the mind of a submissive works, and I have to tell you I do not regret one bit of this. It really has been truely amazing.

  2. What a detailed description of your exciting encounter. I enjoyed this read, poodle. But my wishlist is not meant to be fodder for your edging. It is not for your arousal. It is a place for you to stop your fantasizing and be of actual use to me.

  3. Hi poodle,

    I like your post and I agree, pleasing Mistress is the essence my servitude too.

    Mistress, LOVE your response., what else would a wolf say…ahooooo

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