I’ve been thinking a lot more about forced bisexual play lately, especially after reading Mistress Heather’s piece Commanding Cock and Cum in Bisexual Femdom. It stirred up some memories and made me take stock of how my own experiences have shaped what I crave now.
My first taste of cuckolding actually goes way back to prom, which I wrote about here: My First Cuckolding Experiences: Prom Was Great, College Was Terrible. That night planted the seed… literally and figuratively. Watching her with someone else was a mix of humiliation, arousal, and raw thrill that I couldn’t shake.
Over the years, that dynamic kept surfacing. A girlfriend would bring another guy into the bedroom, and at first I was just the watcher. But then she’d pull me closer, maybe to clean her, maybe to get involved, and the more it happened, the more I realized I wanted it. What started as something I accepted for her became something I craved myself.
For me, it’s not about being “bi” in the everyday sense. It’s about the power of the moment. It’s about her control. If she tells me to serve, if it excites her to watch, then that’s where my enjoyment comes alive.
Mistress Heather nailed it: bisexual femdom isn’t just about cocks and cum. It’s about command. And I’ve learned I’m very open to giving her that part of me, because nothing feels better than knowing I’ve done exactly what she wanted.
Oh yes all about serving. Being bi is for sure not anything expected but it feels natural. You are right is about pleasing her.
I think you nailed it quite well here Levi. There are somethings we might not actually know if we truely do or don’t want as a submissive.
But that underlying thing IS always there that we want to serve, please, obey among many others. And it can be during this when we might not realise a change or openness to trying things that had previously been hard no’s.
Similar to how Zeeks last order from the conclave steamrolled one of his hard no’s not so long ago…