Nobody likes to be thought of as arrogant, so I was a little taken aback when my girlfriend, Lorraine, laughingly said, “You are so full of yourself!”

She’s part of a local BDSM group, and we’d been talking about a gathering she was arranging for some of the dominant ladies. I casually mentioned I was willing to make myself available as a sub. I’m a big-time bottom. I love being under the feet of beautiful, aggressive women. It gets my motor running far more effectively than playing master. But I should have waited until my services were requested and simply concentrated on helping Lorraine plan her party. But by the time that thought dawned on me, it was too late. Rookie mistake.

“Do you mean it, though? You would seriously just hand yourself over as a sex slave to any woman... Read More