Lace-
There is a saying which keeps popping into my head…. “Make your choices, by choosing the
consequences”. My consequences could be life changing, and although it scares me, I just can’t seem to
let go of the changes that have started to mold me”,without any knowledge of what a Dominant or a submissive should be, I began this journey by joining a
few websites and there I met a couple of very experienced Dom’s I also met many who are what I call
“wanna be’s”.it was hard to tell the difference at first, but I soon learnt. There were times I was asked to
send pictures, other times made to promise everlasting service. It always started with, how special they
would treat the submissive, how they understand and the unbelievable patience they have. Moving very
quickly onto nude pictures and the wish to watch the cum you would have from just being in their
company.
Unfortunately, it is now how I have now come to judge any Dom I may speak with. Do they promise me
their kingdom and how many pictures will they ask for in the first few days. It doesn’t take long to
become bored with the grasping minds and telling needs they have. Down they go and I move on.
Fortunately, I have met others that I have trusted, two who were both in their 70s and had at least 40
years of experience in the lifestyle.
As I think back, my thoughts mingle with all the emotions that I have experienced. Not wanting to make my blog emotional, my intention is to explain how my journey as a submissive and how all this started.
My first Dom, an older man. I love older men The older the better. Their kindness their
consideration, tinged with a smudge of gratefulness, is impossible to resist. And of course, Im not young
anymore, my glory days are far behind me. This Dom gave me small glimpses into this lifestyle and I like how it made me feel; so feminine,so powerful, so
satisfied and worthy. I'm not experienced enough to explain it lol but I Like it and I want it,still want it.
My hunger to be submissive, to be the best submissive soon became apparent. One who serves, who can
freely give of her self,yet ..... the Dom was not quite right for me.
I then met up with Master,my Master. I think probably the most corrupt man I have ever had the pleasure of
meeting. Its these experiences I wish to write about . His patience in the beginning and his understanding of what I needed. They will slowly emerge through this journal , he and I have become closely connected.
And so I became his submissive. An older man of 70years, youthful and very experienced in the lifestyle. My hope was to learn to be the best submissive I can be.
It surprised me that he chose me but I will forever be grateful he did So here we go... …let's see how this unfolds, it won't be boring that I can
assure you, it sure will be messy, and it might have few tearful moments.
Without knowing about the lifestyle, eager and ready, I was waiting for this for many years.