Share a funny story?
One of the funniest moments I had with my domme started as a very serious BDSM scene and somehow ended with both of us crying with laughter on the floor. She was in a very strict mood that evening, the kind where even the way she looked at me made me nervous. She had me kneeling near the bed while she slowly walked around me, occasionally stopping to pull my hair back, lightly slap me, correct my posture or make me repeat things properly. Every answer had to be respectful and every movement was noticed. At one point she sat in front of me, hooked two fingers into my collar and pulled me closer while softly asking why I liked submission so much. I could barely answer because she kept confusing me completely, stroking my face one second and tightening her grip on my jaw the next. Then somewhere in between all that, the mood slowly started changing without me even realising it....Her hands became softer, the hair pulling became gentler, and instead of constantly giving instructions she just stayed close to me quietly for a while. I was still fully in that submissive mindset though, trying not to assume anything or move without permission. Then suddenly she kissed me. Not teasingly. Properly. And honestly my brain completely stopped working because I wasn’t expecting that shift at all. One minute I’m kneeling like a nervous sub trying to behave properly, next minute she’s sitting half in my lap kissing me slowly. But because my dumb submissive brain had become so trained to wait for instructions, my hands just awkwardly stayed near my sides because technically she hadn’t told me where I was allowed to touch her 😭 Meanwhile she was clearly expecting me to hold her. The kiss got deeper, she leaned further into me expecting me to naturally pull her closer or support her waist… and instead this woman slowly lost balance and slid completely off the edge of the bed while still kissing me. We both hit the floor and just froze for two seconds. Then she looked at me completely shocked and went, “Why the hell didn’t you catch me?!” and without even thinking I replied, “You didn’t instruct me to, Ma’am.” She stared at me for one second and then burst into laughter so hard she had tears in her eyes while I sat there apologising nonstop because I genuinely thought I had failed some important submissive responsibility.. Finally she grabbed my face, still laughing, and said, “Idiot. Sometimes I’ll let you be what I want you to be. And when I do, I want it obeyed naturally.” Honestly that line stayed with me because weirdly it summed up trust in dynamics perfectly. Still can’t believe my first instinct while my domme was literally falling was to remain respectful 😭