A Reckless Brat…

A doms’s dom

So, while I’m minding my own business at 3 am on Twitter I come across a post about a night of debautry event called the Love Below. I see a picture of Sir Marvelous and his lovely sub Syphon and am instantly intrigued. I’ve been fortunate enough to dom for several men and women and his style of dominance is just the kind of quiet sensual aggression I’m into.

So I go. By myself. And briefly bump into Sir as his is preparing for his scene. He says I’m beautiful. I blush and thank him. He up by one.

The show he and Syphon put on is exquisite. She is so expressive and he is locked into her. I watch him and feel her. It’s that palpable. I know right then and there I have to experience him.

I reach out and Sir Marvelous is kind curious and astute. I take his assessment and we make a date to go over my results. He’s late. The brat in me notes this.

Date is set and I am given several homework assignments which I purposely fail very well. I angered him. Good. After Several days of a very reckless mouth we meet. His eyes. His stare is so absolute. I smile, we hug and I hand him something. He tells me that’s a first. He has no idea.

So we sit and have a quick chat about neurobiology, psychology and physiology of bdsm. I’m ecstatic by the breath of knowledge he has. He truly is a student of the craft. He give me a tour but my eyes never leave him. He’s the show.

So it’s time for our scene. He give me my instructions and I oblige. His hands are as close to heaven on earth as you’ll get. His voice, he bathed you in it. He skillfully manipulates your body and quiets your mind. The oil is warm and the fire is hot. He’s kind, until he’s not.

He attacks me, biting scratching growling. Raw, animalistic, primal. He showed me his darkness and I am turned all the way on. I felt like prey on his table. Open and vulnerable just feels so good with him. I tell him so. He’s happy to hear it because now it’s time for some behavior modification.

Remember that reckless mouth and failed homework assignment I mention before. Well, so did he. I was giving incredibly easy instructions to follow, Do. NOT. CUM. That’s it. That’s all. That’s all he wanted from me. And what did I give Sir for being so kind and clear with me? My complete ass to kiss. I came all over the mans table. All over it. Several times. He made me squirt. I don’t squirt. I told him this. He called me a liar.

He’s pissed and I love it. He released me from the table drags me by my hair into the next room. I’m in heaven. He’s reminding me how bad I’ve been. How defiant. He bring up my willful disobedience and makes me repeat a phrase I said to him that must have been ringing in his ears for days.

“ What’s the worse you can do?”

So, I say to him

“What’s the best you can do?” I’m committed to topping from the bottom.

Well that was one of the best mistakes I’ve even made. He starts with the floggers, then a paddle, then a long stick, then two short sticks and finally because I was such a good bad girl a massive paddle. Sir methodically kept me mentally and physically engaged, safely pushed me well past any self imposed limits I may have had and I’m eternally grateful of the honor of being disciplined by him.

Aftercare was special. Exceptionally intimate. Our debrief, even more so. That’s all I say about that.

I consider myself an extremely cautious and private person. Under no circumstances should you hesitate to book a session with Sir Marvelous. He will absolutely blow your mind.