I Now Own A British "Bulldog"

As a Dominatrix, there are many goals one sets for themselves. My vanilla side wanted to settle down, travel the world, have kids and grow old with the man I would love and adore. After seeing what my vanilla life was giving me I opted to go back to my kinky side and build a "stable."

Please do not judge as many dominant people in this world have more then one play partner and refer to this group as a stable or betas, but have an alpha sub.  I am still seeking my alpha that I can see spending my life with and possibly dismantling the stable I am building, but until I find him I plan to take as many as I can handle and start training them.

As of Sunday, July 22nd, I have officially taken a boy as my first beta sub. For now I will refer to him as the Bulldog. He is a boy from Britain that I have talked to previously when I was with someone else. When I updated my profile looking for a new boy he responded a couple of days later to see what I was up to, how I have been and what i was looking for.

For 3 weeks we have had vanilla conversations with regards to the lifestyle and the usually getting to know you. For 3 weeks we had been trying to get our work schedules as well as social/sports schedules to match up. He plays sports as well as coaches, these are things I will not interrupt, social lives and family.

Finally Saturday I was at home idly chit chatting with Bulldog and was just having a pleasant conversation until I got to the "So what are you doing today" part. That is when we spent 8 hours conversing over what I would do to him and how I would do it instead of doing his chores and errands. He spent 8 hours engrossed in a conversation with me that he just could not walk away from. I told him to go do his errands because I had things to do but he just kept asking questions and telling me what he was feeling that I just had to put my foot down. I asked him if he has plans that evening and if not he did now.

I took this Bulldog by the collar and I told him that I was going to go shower and while I did so he was to write an oath to me swearing his loyalty to me and no other Domme. How he will give over his mind, body, and soul to me for training to be a good submissive/slave. He was instructed to write out this oath in more then just 2 sentences. I have had boys swear to me in just a sentence and it means nothing to me. They were not thought out, just pieces of paper you could throw out the window because the next day it would mean nothing to him.

I showered, picked out the dress I was going to wear, my boots I was going to put on when I got to his place, and then I went to my suitcase. I started organizing the items I needed for the evening. I packed nearly everything I could fit in the suitcase for the evening and proceeded to get dressed. Once I was prepared to walk out the door I left him with instructions of how he was to be presented to me at the door and told him that I was on my way.

I know he was nervous, he has never fully experienced a Domme that was willing to take the power from him. the most he has experienced was a little ass-play with plugs, some e-stimulation and some corporal punishment. This poor soul was in for more then he bargained for was the thoughts going through my mind as I got into a cab and was on my way to his apartment. Bulldog was told not to sign the oath until I had gotten to his place because I was going to ceremoniously penetrate his ass as he signed the document sealing his fate with me. I knew he was an anal virgin and felt that if he wanted to know I was sincere in owning him, this was how I was going to prove it and he accepted it.

From the moment I walked in the door there was nothing but silence between the two of us. I proceeded to ready Bulldog with a collar, a leash and a gag. I prepared myself with the strap on harness, the dildo I selected, and some heavy duty lube. He was pressed face down on the coffee table where his oath was laying, written out to his Mistress. I lubricated his virginal bottom as well as the dildo I selected, told him to grab his pen and sign his oath. Not only did I penetrate his body, but I penetrated his mind and soul.

After I made him mine, I spanked him for having masturbated the Thursday prior when I had taken that right away from him the day before. I proceeded to flog his back, his freshly reddened bottom, as well as his cock. I am sure many of you are cringing at the thought of having your cock or even your boyfriend/husbands cock flogged, but the look in his eyes as I watched him with ever stroke was exquisite! The look of a devotion and desire for my guidance was enough to make me realize that this was not just some fly by night guy that was looking for a good time.

After I was done flogging him, I locked his cock in a chastity device while I tried to decide what I was going to do to him next. The rest of the evening is kind of a blur to me now as I was floating in Dom Space and was a happy kitten. I tortured his nipples as they are very sensitive. I Queened him while laying across his body so he could feel the pleasure he was giving me.

I bound his arms and hands in the Dragon Fly pattern (see my profile photo) and proceeded to tickle him, making him wiggle and squirm with each place I touched. His body was so sensitive all over by the end of the evening that you could run your fingernails over his spine and he would arch it in resistance. I could not help but giggle at the site of him squirming in my arms as I tickled him. This poor Bulldog did not know the hornets nest in which he was now trapped, but he never once plead for mercy.

At one point, as I held him in my arms tickling him, I grabbed his nipples and started to nibble on his ears. Bulldog became weak in the knees with each roll of his nipple between my fingers and each little bite on his ear lobe. I have never had a boy that was so sensitive to touch before and I quite enjoyed it. The Sensual Domme in me wanted to torture his body more but it was getting late and I was not staying the night.

After I unbound his hands and removed the gag, I placed him on his knees between my legs, face in my bosom smothering him with my breasts, petting him. This is when I told him that he will no longer be known as the English Boy but the Bulldog.

Stay delicious Chicago!

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    Mistress Julie

    I have been in the Chicago BDSM scene for a little over 12 years. I am not serious like many people are, but I also do not take what I do lightly. I have dabbled in many kinky things and currently working on perfecting my bondage techniques. My main goal is to bring the BDSM scene to vanillas that are interested in it in a non-freaky way. This is not only a blog about what I am doing or have done but a place for you to ask questions and hopefully learn more about the scene then what you think is real in porn. Trust me, porn is not real!

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