Femdom Authoritarianism

Spanking is Foreplay for Pegging

This is my sissyboi slave, Dani, after his maintenance corporal punishment. The pink bruises on his butt checks and upper thighs are so lovely. I cannot help but admire my own work. Hurting my slave is just foreplay. He will remain in this position while I pummel his ass with my strap-on dildo.

It was at a munch group that I first saw that perfect butt in a pair of freshly pressed blue jeans. His uncertain, nervous deportment marked him for a newbie. A few Doms and Dommes surrounded him. When aroused I am a swift, efficient predator. Quickly I maneuvered my prey into an empty corner.

Poor boy, he was desperate to share his feelings yet trapped by a novice's inhibitions. That I am a sadist does not mean that I cannot be soothing. Privacy would open his lips. Artful persuasion found us at a bar a few minutes later.

When submissive males and masochists confess their long suppressed desires, their minds overload. Shame, arousal, confusion, fear all compete for his attention. Opening their barriers is a labor of empathy, anodyne questions and prudent silences. 

Danny, as he was known back then, had been fantasizing about being held down and spanked from an early age. As he grew older his fantasies included brutal whipping and beatings, heavy bondage, hard slave labor, permanent chastity and enforce sissification. Commonplace masochism, nonetheless the fierce cravings increasingly dominated his mind. 

Some nights he could not sleep. His work in college suffered. Danny had given up all hopes of somehow being cured. These needs had to be somehow satisfied. It had taken him weeks to summon up the will to visit a fetish group.

Naturally, Danny came home with me that night. Locking his hands behind his back, he had his first taste of (very light) nipple torture. I gave him his first spanking. The excitement caused him to ejaculate. earning a second spanking. 

I did not mind the mildness of our first meeting. Opening up a young male's slavishness is a delicate procedure. Danny greedily accepted an invitation to return a couple of nights later. 

Danny had a task that he must perform before returning. He would go to the Victoria's Secret in the busiest shopping mall and buy a pair of pink panties for himself. He blushed adorably, excitement alive in his eyes.

During Danny's fifth visit, I christened him Dani. Dani is his sissy name. Yes, the names sound the same. For him knowing the difference is thrilling. It means that not only is he my boi but my girl as well. 

Not much later, I invited Dani to move in and become my fulltime sissy houseboi slave. It was then that I gave him the blue apron that is the only clothing he his permitted to wear indoors. Of course Dani began wearing a chastity belt once he agreed to become my 24/7 lifestyle slave.

Dani still attends college. It will not be long before he graduates with an art degree. I have not decided if I will permit Dani a job outside the house.

Dani's butt remains my favorite plaything. I spank him with anything and everything. He has been spanked on every piece of furniture in every position that I could think of. 

As much as I enjoy spanking Dani I am always restrained. I do not want permanent markings. CBT is my favorite pastime when I feel most strongly sadistic. 

Dani whimpers so prettily when I slap his testicles. 

Written by Richard Evans Lee
https://gynofascistmatritopia.bdsmlr.com/