r/gentlefemdom

So more than a month ago I made a post on r/femdompersonals looking for someone in Paris.
Then, a month later, a girl DM’d me saying she saw my post and that I seemed really cool as a person. I was genuinely smiling like an idiot reading it…
Except I saw her message SIX DAYS late because life got in the way 💀
So I replied as soon as I saw it, but it’s been a week now and radio silence 😭
But she actually follows me on Reddit (hi if you’re reading this 👀), so now I have no idea if she just didn’t see my reply, if she found someone else or if I completely sold the bag
And it’s extra frustrating because finding someone into femdom AND in France already feels so difficult, so the one time a French girl I could’ve actually met DM’d me… I somehow missed it for almost a week.
So if you’re the girl who DM’d me please check your Reddit DMs 😭 I swear I’m not usually this slow.
And if not, then at least the subreddit can laugh at my suffering yay

Sometimes I just really wish a pretty girl would hold me in her arms and tell me everything's going to be ok. That I don't need to try so hard any more. That I'm good enough. That I can stop being tired and let go and just be.

I think that femdom is pictured a bit far of what it is for most people do in majority ? What I want to say is that every porn or subs on here and mostly interaction with "doms" that just insult people to have money. Show hard femdom. I mean some people like it but clearly not the majority.

So this morning while doing some search on females orgasm I found some very educative videos from Roxy Fox or Roxysdream idk lol (which should be shown at school to be honest). She was a past dominatrix so I would say that she is a pro lol. But still she always advertise that any women should be careful with that type of power while dominating men. Just like men MUST be careful while they make love with their woman trusting him. I feel that the opposite is not always guaranteed (not speaking about people liking it ofc). But I feel like when we think about femdom we see women fk the shit out of their men even if they re beginner or not. not being sure that he is okay just because "He LiKeS FeMdOm" so she can do what the fk she wants. So Im glad I could see her videos the showed me the type of femdom I like (and I think what most like lol). Based on trust, respect, kindness...

(after that I watched her prostate JOI videos and omg it was good lol)

tkx for reading (sorry for any mistakes or offended people)

(love this sub :3)

Hiya hiya, all.

I've noticed in recent years that online femdom (even gentle femdom) in increasingly becoming intertwined with findom, with "beta"./loser content, and all manner of other stuff that just... isn't femdom.

I'm not trying to rag on/kinkshame people who are into findom, who are into beta stuff, into raceplay/BNWO, whatever. But like. Femdom is female domination. I want it to be just female domination.

I don't want to be sissified or forced feminized because I'm just into female empowerment. I don't want to be felt as sub-human because I don't want to take control and would rather obey, rather than give commands.

I don't want to be told I'm less-than because I want to serve a woman rather than boss her around. I don't want to be subjected to cuck or race fantasies because I'm into woman empowerment. I don't want to made a sissy because I want the girl I'm serving to have more agency than society says she should have. And I don't want to pay someone to "feel" like I matter to them. Maybe I'm finding the worst cases of femdom being twisted into whatever but...

It's just exhausting.

Am I the only one who's been noticing this? Or am I going crazy?

Here’s a very short story I’ve written. I think some of you will appreciate it. I’d love to hear your thoughts and opinions on it.

“You did WHAT?” my wife’s voice rang out through the bedroom from my phone on the nightstand. Her tone was the impatient one of a parent frustrated at a child’s behavior.
“I cuffed myself to the bed,” I repeated sheepishly. She didn’t reply, so I continued. “My ankles are tied to the footboard and my wrists are cuffed to the headboard. And…” I hesitated before saying, “I put the nipple clamps on and  vibrating buttplug in.” Then, in my defense, I added, “I thought you’d be home by now.”
I could hear her breathe out sharply through her nose and I could tell her lips were pursed in strained patience. “Well, Pierson has the stomach flu and I’m the only doctor who can cover him, so I got roped into doing a double shift. I won’t be home for eight hours. Minimum.”
There was silence as we both processed the situation.
She spoke first, “I assume you can’t reach the keys?”
“I left them downstairs on the hook where your car keys go,” I said, defeated.
“You realize why this is a problem, right?” she asked with justified impatience and condescension. “A tied up person should never be left alone. If you start choking or something, a kinky game can result in death. This is NOT safe play,” she admonished.
I told her that I knew and that I was sorry and that I thought it would be sexy to lie here helpless until she got home…I just only thought it would be for about 10 minutes.
She sighed in resignation. “Well, I’ll keep my ringer on. Use Siri to call me again if you’re having an emergency. I’ll try to figure something out.”
She hung up, leaving me with my thoughts. I had been lying there for nearly 45 minutes, probably. I didn’t note the time I lay down and there was no clock on the wall. My phone was charging on the nightstand, out of reach. The clamps on my nipples and the slow steady vibration of the plug in my ass were keeping me turned on and hard. And immensely frustrated. I was desperate to cum, even if it was by masturbation. The idea of being like this another 8 hours was daunting, to say the least. 
Megan was right, of course, what I did was dumb and dangerous, but I thought she would be home soon and it would be sexy for her to find me like that. Lesson learned.

Some time later—I truly didn’t know how long—I heard the front door open. “Meg! Thank god” I called out. She didn’t answer, but I heard her walk slowly up the stairs and toward our open bedroom door.
But it wasn’t Megan who came into the room. It was Lauren, her friend, our neighbor. There I was, butt naked on the bed, arms and legs spread, nipple clamps on, and cock fully erect and my wife’s best friend was looking at me. My face turned beet-red.
“I…can explain…” I blurted out, though what I was planning on saying, I don’t know.
“No need,” she replied. She were smiling. “Meg told me the whole story. She asked me to come over.”
I relaxed, though I was still blushing. “Oh, thank god. The keys are downstairs on the pegs where we keep the car keys. If you just unlock one wrist, I can do the rest.”
“Well, actually” Lauren said in a very matter-of-fact way, “Meg was quite clear: I am not to unlock you or let you up. She wants you exactly like this when she gets home. She says you have a lesson to learn. I’m just here in case you have an emergency.” 
My mouth dropped and my mind reeled. She moved around the room and plugged something in and set it on the dresser. I realized it was a baby monitor camera.
She turned towards the door and said, “I’ll be downstairs. Let me know if you need anything.”