SweetG Female Domme story

Dreaming of our first meeting

I am looking at the sexy lingerie cage bra. And I am ' really turned on by this.

I wonder where this piece will hit him when he sees me in it? This sexy black bra gets me from my head to my toes.

I giggle in delight in my fantastic imagination of where this could lead to.

it's been so long since I've had sex. I am all alone tonight I am getting wet at just the thought of your hands on me.

The thought of a first hug... who am I kidding the first time that I get to look in your eyes you are so kind and our friendship has built towards this day but baby it's not your kindness that I want right now.

I want all of your hardness I don't want to hold out now I don't want you to hold back. This wonderful passion has been building I just want it all now we've got time.. 

I almost feel another erotic story bubbling out of me... But suddenly my hands are too busy to write good volunteer good church member good worker and boy am I naughty too

I have learned to find me at 57 and to finally embrace all this beautiful sexuality that I am just discovering thank you my friends for encouraging me and normalizing sexuality for the first time in my life.

This place can be a jungle and a wonderful place I'm beginning to meet mentors that probably don't even know they exist and are making this place is safer in saner place for me thank you. 

Welcome to my naughty place.

I enjoy reading others blogs and I'm happy to make a little corner for myself.

This is where I dare, I dream and share and learn through others. 

Blooming like an Indian rose for you..

I want to bloom like a rose for you..
my sexuality represents the unfurling of the flower.

With the heat of your touch and the intensity of your look being the heat to make my petals bloom fully.

Hot moments of discovery from the Heat of your whisper against my cheek
Stolen Moments found when there should be sleep.

The spices of India season my life, enhance me... The wonderful erotic scent of cardamom for my tea, sensual cinnamon it's something I just crave in my life..

I'm drawn to the Garam masala and the Garam Masala is drawn towards me.

This hot, sweet, spicy and savory mixture of Indian energy is flowing as if by magic through me. 🎈
 

I'm exploring the thoughts behind my desire for submissivness and having a trusting relationship with with a dom. I've got an idea that it is actually somehow to reclaim in a way power that was taken from me without my my consent as a child first and then as a young woman.

But of course that is not the full story.

Sexually D/S is appealing to me and really turns me on. My inclination goes towards being submissive. That is a certaintly. But it is not the whole picture. I feel my power too now. If a good Dom always takes care of his sub and the sub is never pushed beyond limits. Who had the power?

As I walk I feel the power of my sexuality in the sway of my hips and slender legs. I know I'm noticed even when I dress down, it is present. It was once a weakness that was exploited but no more.

I feel it is a power not a weakness .But that's not the whole story either. Because of the sexuality of my walk, the sexuality of my being despite myself - since a very tender age - I had my power taken from me.

Now as choosing to be submissive to someone that I choose to, someone that I can trust to give my power to.... well only sluts and bad girls enjoy sex so if I can find someone strong enough to take my power then it makes me powerless and it totally releases me responsibility from oh I don't know I'm still exploring.

Only in the Cage can I be this free and open to explore my kinks, grow and explore my beautiful new sexuality.