Real Life BDSM Experience — 1
Submitting To A Dominant Couple!
To start this write-up, I would like to point out that this is my very first write-up about an experience from my actual life. Let’s go to the very beginning of this meet as we start. The couple that I speak about in this write-up was registered on Tinder with just the woman’s photographs as the images of the profile. The description in the bio was just a couple of lines. Nothing that would tell me that this was a couple’s profile.
After matching with them, the lady who was operating the account told me that they were a couple. I had always been interested in couples but have not had an experience where both were dominant or even one of them was. As I started talking, I got to know that they were into domination and would like to have me serve them. The initial talks were about just a hookup. So, in my mind I thought that this couple just wants me to be there for a one time thing. I had a video call with them (facemasks to the rescue) and they checked me out to see if I was worthy enough to meet them. This made me feel extremely submissive and I cannot put into words about how much I loved the feeling.
When I went for the meet, it was exciting. I was directly shown to a room (a guest room) where there was a Towel, Body Wash and face wash waiting for me. I was asked to strip down and take a shower before anything happened. I loved being asked to follow orders right away. As I took the shower and got ready in the room. The lady came knocking and asked me if I was ready. I told her that I was and she helped me select the right earrings. After putting them on and taking a few deep breaths, I made my way out to the hall where they were waiting for me. The lady got up, escorted me and made sure that I was sitting in the middle. They were kind and made me feel comfortable about this whole thing by talking about stuff that I am comfortable around like my transition and my work life and they told me what they were doing and what their professional lives were like. To be honest I was taken aback by how successful they were. I was already getting a dominant vibe from them and this successfulness of theirs made me feel more submissive as if they were really powerful people and I was nothing in front of them.
Once things were comfortable and I was a little free, they asked me if I was serious about becoming a lifetime submissive and I was thinking they were joking at first but they were serious. I had always dreamed of becoming a full time submissive and losing all my power to my dominant/s. They offered me that I could get student visa, enroll myself in a course and shift to london where I can then find a person to settle down with for PR purposes and how they would help me at every point and wanted me to be their in-house slave. I was really excited about the whole idea but I knew deep down that it was a little far fetched for me.
Going further they opened up a bottle of Vodka and poured shots for all of us. After the big gulp of Vodka, I was feeling so warm inside when they started moving hands over my body as we spoke about how I felt about their offer. In a matter of minutes, we were another shot down. This went on for about the next 5 minutes where we spoke and had 2 more shots each. I was already rocking and rolling as the alcohol was doing its work on me by making me loose.
The next thing I know, the husband has his hands on my thighs as the wife pulls my face in her direction to bring her face close to mine and whisper some stuff before kissing me. I was so surprised by that kiss that I craved instant submission. She then gave me a slap and put me on my knees facing the husband as she came close to my ears, pulled my hair and whispered to me “I want you to please him” and pushed my head towards his crotch. I was undoing his belt and jeans faster than I do mine when I have to pee really bad. I am worshiping his manhood as she guides me up and down and pushes me deeper with my hair in her hands calling me Indian slangs to humiliate me. This whole act turned me on so much. I was licking the tip and sucking the stick whilst deepthroating it for a few seconds and also worshiping the jewels.
Soon I was turned around by the husband and the wife wanted me to kiss and lick her feet while completely kneeling down. This whole thing is like a blur to me now as alcohol started to make me more loose. I remember being spanked a lot during this whole time and also further ahead and I knew that I was able to distinguish between the husband’s and the wife’s spanks. I would always say “Thank you sir” and ‘Thank you ma’am” depending on the intensity of the spanks. He would go hard and she would go a little easier.
Soon I was stripped off of my clothes and taken into the bedroom where somehow I remember drinking more. This whole part of the bedroom is not that clear to me but I remember that I took over 7 to 8 shots in the whole duration. There were things like rimming the wife while the husband had sex with her. Rimming the husband while the wife spanked me. To add to these blurry memories, I have images of the wife holding me down and the husband trying to penetrate but me unable to do it. I guess alcohol made me try harder but that was still not helpful as everyone wants to get straight into it and no one wants to take it stepwise. (Yes, I am an anal virgin).
I also recall a time when I was being asked to fuck the wife but I could not get myself to do it, In a cocktail of the blurry images, courtesy of the Vodka, I remember a time where I was asked to crawl around the room with the lube in my mouth placed by the husband to take it to the wife all the way by moving around the bed and remember them laughing and humiliating me while I was at it. I was also asked to fetch the cigar and alcohol from the hall for the husband which made me feel more submissive.
Towards the end, I was so tired and drunk that they made me sleep on the bed and put a blanket around my naked body as I passed out. They also ordered food for me and fed me when I finally woke up (still drunk). I was asked to get my belongings, dress back into my clothes and leave.
This whole evening was so much fun and I loved everything except the anal pushing but they used so much lube that I was not injured by the pushing unlike my older experiences where men have hurt me way more by forcing it without proper lubrication. All in all, It was an evening to remember.
I got home, took a quick shower and passed out. I felt really great at the end of it all. It was only the morning after I realized how the cigar had burned my abdomen a little and it pained a lot when I had to put on pants and a belt as it was exactly the spot where the button would come. Also the continuous oral for a long duration had made get a cut on my lingual frenulum (a part on the bottom of the tongue).
As amazing as this whole experience was, I was never able to meet them again as my mouth was badly injured to be able to perform foer the next few days and after that, they had to leave the city in the midst of work. My work prevented me from having a proper chance to serve them before they left.
