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I was always a shy boy who was ashamed of my submissive desires. When He messaged me for the first time He had nothing to indicate he was a Dom on His profile. He didn't need to, he exuded a calm, non-arrogant power.

When he started listing what He wanted to do to me, arousal and shame competed fiercely in my head. He was going to make me drink His piss. Get on my knees and look up at Him while choking on His dick. I wanted it, my little dick grew hard even thinking about it but what if my friends, or work colleagues found out I was so submissive, so controlled.

To calm my nerves I asked Him if He was discrete. He assured me He was not going to tell anyone and that He was only interested in using me. He felt safe, He was from out of town and just wanted a fuck toy. I could handle this.

He wanted to go for a drink before we fucked. I was surprised as usually 'Dom' guys had just went for a fuck and leave affair. Why would He want to go for a drink?

I arrived at the bar first, with my cock caged and a hole plugged as instructed. I waited there anxiously for Him. The He came through the door. Tall, relaxed and with a cheeky grin as He saw me there. Then I saw his sweater - "DISCIPLINE IS NOT A DIRTY WORD" my heart pounded as I looked around to see if there was anyone I recognised but as I checked the room I could feel my dick swelling up in its cage and felt like I was going to cum! He sat down and kissed my forehead and smiled at me "you ok there". He knew exactly what was happening to me, and had planned it.

Later he fucked me hard, tied me up, pissed on me. It was incredible - but the greatest act of domination was in the bar, calmly pushing my limits by simply wearing a sweater.

That was the day I learned that domination is about the subtle every day acts as much as it is taking a dick hard.

A lesson most subs only learn after suffering abuse.

Just a friendly reminder

I know there’s a lot of really heavy and intense things on Tumblr that reflect a fantasy world of BDSM. There’s a lot of people out there that will tell you that you have to obey without question. That you have to endure somebody treating you like shit because you’re a submissive. That you have to be an object.

I want to remind you that isn’t true. Most of the captions written on Tumblr would never be said in real life. I guarantee you that these people don’t have the balls to walk up to somebody and say that to them out of the blue. They thrive off of anonymity. It allows them to forget their Humanity.

Trust me, I understand there’s a time and a place for humiliation and degradation. But no human being deserves to be treated like that 24/7. We are social creatures. Our emotional and mental health needs affirmation at times.

Basically I’m trying to remind you that submission is a gift. To those of you that are new, you don’t have to put up with being treated poorly simply because somebody tells you that’s the way it is. It isn’t that way.

People can dismiss me. They can call me overly romantic. But here’s the thing about being a dominant, you have to in some form care about the other person. Otherwise you’re just a fraud.