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Submissive man, dominant women sex story. Confessions of a dominant woman. Part one.

I just turned 41 this year and I have never felt or looked better. I have transformed my life into the life I want to live and have embraced my sexuality and made it forefront of my existence.

I first noticed that I was a dominant woman in college when I would want to spank all my lovers before sex. I would also love to surprise them by inserting butt plugs into their tight little butts while making love. Most men were willing to go along with it but few men wanted to continue down the path of being my boy toy and sexual slave.

I really can’t help the way I am. I am a dominant women who is most turned on by a man who can surrender himself to me entirely and allow me to strip away his masculinity until he is reduced to a vulnerable fragile creature at my mercy.

For many years I struggled with men, and fought for control. Then I began to date more feminine men and actually helped most of them out of the closet, weather they were ready or not. I love gay men but they eventually choose a man for a lover. So my quest was to find the perfect man. Someone who was confident in his sexuality, a submissive man who loved to please women. My perfect day is shopping and sex, shopping and sex, and repeat. This is the story of how I found Jonathan and turned him into the perfect man.

As a strong woman, I have strong women who are friends. One of my friends, Anna, was a single mom, with a 23 year old son living at home and working as a delivery boy. His name is Jonathan and he is dark skinned with a very well formed butt. I knew him when he was 18 and thought he was gorgeous then. But of course because he is my friends son, I would never had tried anything.

I needed someone to help restore my bathroom and asked Anna if Jonathan was available. She said he would be thrilled to help me and I asked Anna to send him over immediately.

“Hello Jonathan. My how you have grown up. You certainly filled out well didn’t you?” I asked.

“Thank you Miss Tonya. My mother said you needed some help with your bathroom. How can I help you?” Jonathan said.

“Such good manners you have young man. Your mother has taught you well hasn’t she? Yes, I require your help and the first order of business is to buy you some proper work clothes. Want to go shopping?” I said.

“Yes Miss Tonya. Anything you say.” He said.

“You’re a good boy Jonathan, I think we are going to get along very well.” I said.

I took Jonathan to the mall, and took him to the gay men’s store. He was unaware that all the men were gay there, and looking at him up and down. I choose the clerk with the largest bulge in his pants to assist little sweet Jonathan in finding proper work clothes.

“Hello, my name is Sam, how may I help you today?” The clerk said.

“We are looking for work clothes for this young man. Something white, and tight, if you please.” I said.

“I have just the thing for him. Please follow me.” Sam, the clerk said.

Sam stood close behind Jonathan while he pointed out some clothes.

“Please step into the dressing room, so I can measure you.” The clerk said.

“Do as his says Jonathan.” I said.

We all crammed into the dressing room and watched as Jonathan took off all his clothes shyly as we all watched him. He had wonderful skin. Dark and smooth like a baby’s bottom. His butt was a source of constant joy for both me and the clerk. It was high and tight and perfectly formed. Not too big, and not too small. I was dreaming about the day I could have my way with that little butt and make it all mine. As I imagine the clerk was doing also.

“Do I have to take off my underwear too?” Jonathan asked sheepishly.

“No Jonathan, I will do that for you.” I said. I knelt down and with my face at his crotch, slowly removed his boy panties and took a good hard look at his cock and balls. They were slightly below average size, but this made me want him even more. It was such a cute cock and balls. I wanted to reach out and touch them but I restrained myself. Jonathan stepped out of his man panties and then Sam began to measure him at every angle possible.

We spent the afternoon trying on different outfits for Jonathan until finally we settled on a very tight pair of white corduroy pants, that hugged his sweet little ass so tightly, I was fearful he would not be able to walk in them. And we found a nice pink tee shirt that hugged his chest muscles tightly and showed off his pretty little biceps. I also bought him some thong underwear and some tight white shorts.

We got back into the car and I asked Jonathan if he had had fun shopping with me.

“Yes Miss Tonya, that was a wonderful afternoon. Thank you so much for buying me clothes. I love shopping with you. You are so good with clothes, and good with people, and make me feel very comfortable. I am having a wonderful time.” He said.

“I am glad to hear that sweetie. When we get home, you are going to put on your new clothes for me and give me a fashion show. Jonathan, can you do me a favor? Reach into my purse there, and find my lip gloss. I need to reapply it too my lips.” I said.

Jonathan gave me my lip gloss and I began to apply it.

“Sweetie, put some lip gloss on your lips for me. I want to see how it looks on you.” I told him.

Jonathan opened the lip gloss like a teenaged girl and rolled the gloss all over his full lips. I demonstrated how to pucker your lips to make it even and he followed my every instruction.

“You look fabulous. How does it feel?” I asked.

“It feels refreshing and nice.” He said.

“That’s a good boy. Now I want to you wear that all the way home. It will be fun don’t you think?” I said.

“Yes Miss Tonya, it IS kinda of fun. Feels smooth and exciting. ” Jonathan said.

When we arrived home, I dressed Jonathan up in his new work clothes and became so wet, that I could barely walk. His ass was so tight, and his little cock and balls looked so delicious, I knew I was going to have to seduce him. I led him my the hand into the bathroom and told him to bend down on his knees and look behind the toilet to check the pipes. I stood behind him as his sweet little ass was sticking straight up in the air. I began to massage my clit under my skirt and almost had an orgasm.

“I think one of the pipes is leaking. It’s all wet.” Jonathan said.

“So am I Jonathan.” I confessed.

He back out from behind the toilet and while still on his knees looked at me with my hand under my skirt. He was blushing.

I ran my finger through his hair and pressed his head against my throbbing clit and he began to lick and suck the juices through my panty. I pulled down my panties and my skirt and sat down on the toilet and exposed my clit to his lips which still had gloss all over them.

“I want you to fix my leak first sweet boy.” I said and Jonathan went to work licking my pussy up, each and every drop. I began to orgasm over and over, releasing more fluid into his warm and sensuous young mouth. When I was done, I stood up and kissed Jonathan and forced my tongue into his mouth tasting all my pussy juice.

“You have done well for your first day Jonathan. Tomorrow I want you to come over early and wear this.” I tucked the lip gloss into his front pocket of his pants, positioning it right next to his erect little sweet penis.

“Yes Miss Tonya.” He said with a smirk on his face.

Submissive man, dominant women sex story by Sheri Wilson.