One morning, he wouldn’t get out of bed and so I climbed up onto him like this. He didn’t shove me off, it’s the only position he seems to really feel submissive in. His eyes always get all wide and sweet and eager.

I pushed my panties aside and told him to lick my pussy. With my knees, I trapped his arms under me. From experience, I know he can push me off easily, but he didn’t move to topple me. Instead, he obeyed. He was a really good boy.

Eventually, I rolled off of him and told him to crawl over and lick my pussy. Instead, he snatched up some rope from the floor and grinned, rolling me onto my stomach.

“Nooo,” I whined, “you’re supposed to lick my pussy.”

“Yeah?” he mocked, “I’m supposed to lick your pussy?”

I buried my face into the sheets and pouted as he finished knotting off the rope around my wrists. Honestly, I wouldn’t have known what to do if he let me keep domming him. When I used to dom Switch, it was super easy because he wasn’t really my “Sir.” We just played around and messed with the roles. And since he was more of a sub than a dom, I could be a meanie and he’d love it.

With Sir, I don’t know. I’m not brave enough to push into further domme territory. And so I was a little grateful that he took over, even if I did get punished.