A Surprising Remedy: How My Friend’s Sub Helped Me Heal

Dear FemdomU Magazine,

My name is Keira, and I recently had an unforgettable experience that I just had to share. After a horrible breakup with my boyfriend, I was feeling absolutely miserable. My best friend Elaine, always looking out for me, came up with a rather unconventional way to cheer me up. She told me she was going to “loan” me her boyfriend, Jace. At first, I was completely confused. Elaine explained that Jace was her sex-slave, trained to do anything he was ordered to do, and for the weekend, he was going to be mine. I didn’t believe her, but an hour later, there was a knock on my apartment door.

When I opened the door, there stood Jace. We’d only met once before at a party, so seeing him standing there was a bit surreal. I reluctantly let him in and told him that Elaine was being funny, that I didn’t expect or want anything, and that he was free to go. But then I turned around and saw that he had already stripped naked. “What’s your command, Mistress?” he asked, looking at me with a calm, submissive expression.

I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Jace stood in front of me, towering at 6’7″ and clearly a regular at the gym. His chest was chiseled and his muscles were well-defined. And then there was his penis, relaxed but unmistakably present in the room. It was hard to fathom that my friend would allow him to sleep with someone else – part of me still doubted if this was all really happening.

My mind was a chaotic mess, unsure of what I truly desired. The thought of dominating someone was completely foreign to me, and the whole situation felt intimidating and overwhelming. Jace suggested I explore the contents of the ominous duffel bag Elaine had sent over. As I unzipped it, my curiosity exploded into a frenzy when I laid eyes on the array of whips, crops, dildos, cuffs, and other devices. Jace’s voice cut through the haze as he suggested starting with a simple paddle for some spanking. My fingers closed around the cold, hard leather of a black paddle, and a shiver of excitement ran down my spine. This was just the beginning.

My first strikes were weak, tentative as I hesitated and second-guessed myself. But with each encouraging response from Jace, my hits grew stronger and more determined. The sight of him stoically enduring the pain only fueled my desire to hurt him, to make him suffer as I had suffered at the hands of my ex-boyfriend. I imagined his face contorted in agony was that of my former love, and I unleashed all my pent-up rage and heartache upon him. And still, Jace remained a champion, enduring every brutal blow without a single complaint.

As the minutes passed, I could feel my energy dwindling. My fingers ached from gripping onto Jace’s muscular thighs and my muscles were trembling from exertion. Looking at the red marks scattered across Jace’s exposed skin, I felt a pang of guilt for being so rough with him. But he just grinned and reassured me that he had experienced worse and asked if I wanted him to pleasure me in return. The offer took me by surprise, but the desire coursing through my veins won over any hesitation. And so began an intense and electrifying session of oral pleasure. Jace’s skilled tongue worked its way around my sensitive spots, sending shivers down my spine and causing me to reach heights of ecstasy I never thought possible. Each orgasm was more powerful than the last, leaving me breathless and completely consumed by pleasure.

The rest of the weekend was a whirlwind of pleasure and exploration. Jace’s body became my playground as I reveled in every inch and curve. We indulged in passionate lovemaking, but what I loved most was the way he used his tongue on me. His oral skills were unparalleled, igniting every nerve ending in my body and leaving me trembling with ecstasy.

Jace introduced me to more of the world of domination, and I found myself surprisingly drawn to it. With his guidance, I tied him up and explored different sensations with a flogger. The sound of leather hitting skin echoed through the room, accompanied by Jace’s moans of pleasure. As I held the power and control over him, I felt an exhilarating rush of dominance coursing through my veins. It was a side of myself that I never knew existed.

Elaine’s idea turned out to be the perfect remedy for my heartbreak. Not only did I discover a side of myself I never knew existed, but I also had an incredible time with Jace, who was the perfect first submissive. The experience was empowering and exhilarating, and it’s something I’ll never forget.

Sincerely,

Keira