Sexual Submissive

I was that girl. The girl who's family looked perfect from the outside. The family that was constantly in the public eye. The girl who did what she was supposed to do. Look good: good grades, clubs, music, volunteer, sports and be friends with only the right kind of people. And always act appropriate, people are watching you. And never share your "dirty laundry".
Sex is dirty. Sex is not something anyone should do unless they are trying to have children. And then, only plain old missionary style. Women don't orgasm. And only the bad girls go down on their boyfriends. Don't touch yourself in your "privates". You are better than that.
No wonder I was such a basket case.
I went away to college and had a really good time. Found out that sex was nothing special. It was just the "wham, bam, thank you ma'am" kind of thing. No oral sex either way. That was just nasty. And that was just how it was.

When I met Ty, we knew that there was something between us. Sex still wasn't great. He complained that I never participated. I just lay there. And when he finally got me to give him a blow job, I hated it. He tasted bad and it just didn't feel right. And him going down on me, shudder. Ty was always trying to coax me into trying new things but I just couldn't do it.
Then I got pregnant. For some reason, and who really cares why, my hormones changed my sexual feelings/needs. Ty found that if he tied my hands behind my back that I let him play with me. And our journey began.  Now 20+ years later, we have incredible sex.

The thing was, that if I wasn't responsible for my actions because I was restrained, that I wasn't feeling bad about what I did. The bondage progressed, there were gags, eye coverings, unusual positions, plugs, anal sex, and oral sex both ways. Then was a casual swat on m bottom during sex and that continued to increase in both pain and amount. By now, I really enjoyed sex and it was even better with all the extras. We had vanilla sex and we had "fetish" sex.
Then there was an obvious shift in the bedroom. Ty became the complete dominant and I became the sub. I like it this way. Ty likes it this way. And this is how we are and who we are.
It definitely doesn't work outside of the bedroom. I still really don't do well there. Being told what to do, ordered around or being submissive, it's just not me. And the older I get, the more mature I get, the wiser I have become. It's great when you really don't care what others think about me.
I love being Ty's submissive. I love being dominated. I love letting him take over and run the scene. I feel how much he cares about me and I trust him entirely. In case you are wondering, even our vanilla sex is great. The old me has long since disappeared.


 But I am still a smart ass