Master Jay's Intensity Profile

Experienced Doms, I'm sure you can relate. Regardless of the type of Dom you are (Sadist, Master, Daddy, Owner, Trainer, etc.) we all have that one or maybe two subs that we come across in our journey that not only make us rise to each and every occasion per session, but that we also connect with on every level. Mentally, physically, spiritually... they react how you envisioned it would happen in your mind. They are scared at first but slowly learn to trust you. They allow you to have complete and utter dominance over them and Lord do they miss you when you're gone. It's rare to find that deep connection with that perfect sub, but when it happens it is something precious and fleeting that we have to strive to hold on to. I don't know if it's because of my intuitive nature or emotional intelligence, or maybe I was in the right place at the right time, but I was lucky enough to have three beautiful, sexy, amazing subs that earned their collars and nicknames from me. 

Little One was my longest sub. For almost 2 years when I first moved to Florida, I acted out and accomplished every kinky bucket list item I had with her: public sex, exhibitionism, showing her amazing body off in dungeons and fetish parties and in front of mastrubating onlookers at adult theaters. She literally did everything I wanted her to do, and I'm pretty sure she had no limits. With her was the first time I had to really exercise self-restraint so that we didn't go too far. And she NEEDED dominance. 24-7. This little minx would have been happy spending all day cleaning and cooking then kneeling in a corner until she was needed for sex and sessions. I've rarely come across her like again. She was Jewish, petite, maybe 120lbs with large fake breasts and a milky complexion. Around 24 years old. So amazing. 

Sunshine was next, and my longterm collared sub when I had to move back to Texas for work for a year and a half. Sunshine's only flaw was that she moved past the normal and expected feelings of adoration and worship with me and fell for me, outside of the realm of BDSM. This is a very real danger and consequence that can happen if strict control is not maintained at all times. Sunshine was African American, voluptuous, with a gorgeous smile, very busty and a strong will to please. 26 years old and amazing.  Her fashion sense was impeccable and she always took a lot of time to make herself gorgeous for me. 

Then there was Ms. Yippy. I almost don't even have the words to describe this fiery, fiesty Cuban dynamo brat, who would mouth off to me one moment and as soon as I gave her "the look", would blanch, catch her breath, talk faster and immediately apologize. Highly endearing. Both Little One and Sunshine were experienced subs already, but I introduced the world to Ms. Yippy. Each session literally went further and exposed her to more things sexually for her that she never knew existed. She learned and learned and had an insatiable quest for more knowledge about the lifestyle. She would write long monologues on FetLife about me and her experiences. She experienced for the first time with me: multiple orgasms, her body's ability to squirt, pleasurable anal, double penetration, bondage, mental domination, and improved sexual stamina. I made it a goal each and every session to show her something new and overwhelm her senses to the point she would almost collapse getting out of the bed. I was very close to getting her to subspace when we had to prematurely terminate our unique relationship. She was maybe 126lbs, 27 years old, that sexy Cuban look and strived to make her body perfect for me.

I am going to talk about each of these subs individually in my next few blogs, because they're all worth it and have had the most impact on MY development and learning as a guide and sensory Dom. Oh I can't wait....

So I guess like anything I should start at the beginning of this whole thing. It’s hard to remember even what I was like as a lover or boyfriend prior to finding out about my true self in the lifestyle. I remember that up until that business trip I took to Hampton Roads, VA, I had only ever wanted to be a conscientious lover; to be remembered fondly, maybe make sure that she had an orgasm or two. I already knew my combination and what worked best for me.

So, let’s harken back to ten years ago. I was in the military and attending a public health conference in Hampton Roads. To say that I was bored out of my mind is an understatement. But, I was there on the government dime so had a nice room in a hotel and I skipped out of some of the conference to just go get away. I went back to my suite and said what the hell, and jumped on craigslist. That’s when I found her…

She was gorgeous. That I can remember very clearly. Her pictures looked like a model.  On the phone and via email, she told me she wanted me to dominate her. Sounding cocky and wanting to get laid, I agreed, despite the fact that I had NO IDEA what that entailed. So, I googled it.

She arrived at the hotel. I went down and met her at the sliding glass doors and goddamn it if she wasn’t even better looking than her pictures, with long red hair and huge breasts and a pretty face. She looked up at me and said hi, sizing me up and then took a deep breath and looked down. I was taken aback. What the hell was that? Not the normal reaction when I was meeting a potential sexual partner for the first time.

You see, I had been single for a few years and had been working out a lot, I was in the military already for a while and a veteran of both Iraq and Afghanistan. I’m 6’1”, muscular and tatted up. I shaved my head and have a decent face. I’m confident and can be charming. I’m also from Texas, where I was brought up to be a gentleman and to under no circumstances EVER hit a woman. Or scare one.

Yet here I was, with a gorgeous girl in front of me, who came to see me and have sex with me….and she wasn’t reacting in any recognizable form that I had ever witnessed.

I wasn’t sure what to do so I started walking back towards the elevators. She joined me, without saying a word. We got to them and went inside an open car, and stood side by side as we went up the floors. I wasn’t sure what to do…so I reached up and put my hand on the back of her neck. Not tightly, just pressure. She immediately tensed up...and then melted. Wow. I can’t even begin to tell you or describe to you the feeling I was feeling. I had never felt like this before. Here was a woman…putting her faith and trust in me after just meeting me. It was…intoxicating.

We went back to the room. I made her stand there so I could admire her. She didn’t speak except to say “yes, sir” or “no, sir”. I made her take off all of her clothes and fold them neatly on the couch in the front room of the suite. She stood there and I admired her true self. She was stunning. A 10. Out of my league…and yet she stood there and bore my scrutiny with no flush to her cheeks or defiance in her eyes…just an erotic meekness that was turning me on in a way that never had before.

I had no idea what I was doing. I bent her over and spanked her, whispered to her and attempted to seduce her. I’m sure I totally fucked it up. I was new to this and awkwardly trying to assert my dominance over this gorgeous morsel. However, we did end up having sex.

It was intense. She finished up riding on top and we came at the same time at the end, and rode the waves of euphoria together. Then, as if a switch was clicked, she looked at me intensely and said, “you know, not bad for your first time Domming someone. You could be good at this. That was fun.”

I’m not kidding: I was floored. This woman, this hot, sexy and gorgeous creature had submitted to my awkward ministrations and actually enjoyed what we were doing. I’m lying there in a puddle of sweat and confusion, with feeling going through my head and body that I had never felt before….and I WAS HOOKED.

Afterwards, I started researching a lot more about BDSM, about the lifestyle and learned so much more. I found out that even though I was good at the punishment and physical control of the submission, I truly loved getting into their heads more than anything. Controlling their responses and curtailing any negative feedback. I especially like “brats”, love that they give me a little bit of clapback and then I put them in their place.

I was hooked, and bound and determined to become a true Dom. Master Jay.....was born.

I have to admit.... I've never thought that I would want to write down my thoughts and feelings on being a Dominant Male. I normally feel that keeping my feelings and desires close to my chest increased the air of mystery and intensity that I strive to create with her... that sub that I am building and molding into my desired shape. However, my last sub loved to write and share her feelings, especially about me, on Fetlife. I loved what she wrote so I think I'll do the same thing. There's so much about guiding and overloading the senses of my sub that I would like to share. I hope you guys enjoy reading about my experiences as much as I've enjoyed having them. 

Master Jay