I met my sub under quite unusual circumstances, I’d been following her exploits for some time via this blog and also through a mutual acquaintance, Hannah. Lois and Hannah knew each other as subs a long time ago but drifted apart after Lois parted ways with her then partner. I met Hannah during that time when she was just starting to switch and have been friends with her through her transformation into a Domme.
My interest in Lois was always fairly detached, I enjoyed reading about her exploits but nothing really more than that and then she sort of dropped off my radar when she broke up with her previous Domme (Kayleigh) and stopped writing as much.
I think at some point during that time she reconnected with Hannah and played with her a bit which in turn brought her back to my attention through my conversations with Hannah.
My opinion of Lois at that time in her life is that she was, without wanting to be cruel, broken. She was running around looking for something to fill the void she was left with when she split with Kayleigh without ever dealing with the hurt she felt from it. She’d either play with anyone who offered her a distraction from her own thoughts, irrelevent of whether she got anything from it or she would bury herself in work to the point that it made her ill. I saw an amazing woman, an amazing masochist going completely to waste and in dire need of control and direction.
That might all seem harsh but if you ask her she will agree, she calls it “spiraling”. She sought crazier and more extreme play as a way to keep “happiness” in her life when she couldn’t find it where she really wanted to. People like Lois, submissive and masochistic people, put a huge amount of trust in another person when they submit to them, they literally give their body to them and usually their heart and soul as well. The break up with Kayleigh was devastating for Lois in a way that I don’t think most people can really understand.
I have spoken with Kayleigh since taking Lois and in her defence, she was young and naive, she didn’t know what she had, she was overwhelmed trying to give Lois what she wanted and to grow herself as a person and she basically ran away. She didn’t realise the profound effect it would have on Lois over the following years. I’m not defending her actions but her own struggles do deserve some consideration.
Anyway, I’ve got completely off track, I am not such an acomplished writer as my sub is.
Through talking to Hannah and following Lois’ blog I began to become more fascinated with Lois and ideas began to form in my head about how I would guide her and train her. How I could harness her masochism and submissiveness to my own will and I have to admit I had a fair few interesting dreams about her.
Eventually I spoke with Hannah about my interest in Lois, it had got to a point that I wanted to play with her. We hatched a plan.
I like to mess with a subs head, it’s not just about the physical for me, I like to ilicit the most extreme emotions in them when I play with them. Lois wrote about the time I made her think I was going to nail her hands to a board. I barely touched her through that whole scene but when I held her afterwards she was shaking uncontrollably, she was in floods of tears and clinging to me like a child. She confessed afterwards she’d experienced a tsunami of emotions at the moment that I’d pulled her into my arms. I loved creating that huge physical and mental reaction in her, and, she asks to borrow my shoes now!
The meeting was carefully orchastrated, I knew of Lois’ plans to have a self torture session in her shed just like everyone else as she had posted all about it on her blog. What Lois likes about self bondage, the way she does it, is the inescapability of it. She has invested a lot of thought in crafting scenarios that are inevitable and I think that is very brave, and possibly foolish! Anyway, I knew she would be locked in a place that I could get to, she would be horny, vunerable and her senses would be hightened.
I sat in my car and watched Lois arrive home from work, looking every bit the normal business woman. When she went inside I moved up to park across from her house where I could see down the side and, vaguely, see her shed. I was wearing all black tight fitting clothes, I’m sure I looked like a burgler or something, it’s fortunate she has no nosey neighbours! I watched as she went to the shed and then returned to the house, then took forever before returning to the shed in a dressing gown.
I left my car and slipped down the side of her house and, as quietly as possible, through the gate and waited in the shadows being careful to position myself so that I wouldn’t be seen if she came back out of the shed. In doing so I was conscious that I was visible from the road, sneaking around is harder work than it looks.
I needed to give her plenty of time get settled into her self bondage scene, it was important for my own plan that she was incapacitated and most importantly blindfolded, before I made my move so once I was sure she was definitely starting I returned to my car and left her to it.
I drove home and spent a couple of hours texting Hannah, I was nervous about how she would react but anxious to get on with it, Hannah suggested leaving it a few hours. Patience is a virtue I usually have in spades and I found it interesting that in this case I was so impatient to get this done.
I arrived back outside her house in the early hours of the morning and parked directly outside her house. There was every chance I’d get caught doing this and had my plan B all ready, basically come clean immediately. I repeated my steps down the side and then with my heart pumping fast and butterflies in my chest, I pulled open the door and stepped inside.
Lois was kneeling in front of me, completely naked and spread wide. Her head was pulled back by the bondage she had put herself in and she had drool dripping from around the gag in her mouth. There were weighted clamps hanging from her nipples and pussy lips and a large ring from her clit. It took me a few seconds to work out what she’d done but then I realised the rope that was holding her head back was also a weighted crotch rope. Her pussy looked red and swollen, and wet, she was quite the sight to behond and it took considerable self restraint not to get involved in this wonderful scene, she looked gorgeous.
She was trying to say something, presumably asking who was there but I couldn’t understand through her gag. I could see her breathing was getting faster, she was freaking out, I smiled. After admiring her handiwork and her body though I stuck to my plan, I bent down close to her holding my breath and then kissed her on the cheek just below her eye leaving a red lipstick mark there so that she’d know that I was female.
She jumped a mile when I kissed her and almost headbutted me, I watched her moaning into her gag, the jerky movement had yanked on her crotch rope and the bricks hanging from it were swinging back and forth, I took pity on her a little and steadied them, then I bent down and took out my lipstick.
I expected this to be difficult, that she wouldn’t stay still while I drew on her chest but after the initial touch of the lipstick she cooperated while I wrote my phone number there. I didn’t know if she was scared or just being submissive but I appreciated her making that easier for me.
When I was done she quite calmly said “who is it” and managed to make it understandable despite the gag, she sounded almost pleading when she said it and it made me smile. I blew her a kiss and left the shed.
I waited outside the shed for at least ten minues, standing silently, to make sure she didn’t freak out so much that she hurt herself trying to get out of her bondage, then I left. I was very excited to have initiated things with her, excited thinking about her still in that shed and in bondage, forced to stay there and think about what had just happened. I imagined her fantasing about who it could be, her pussy dripping with the excitement, the humiliation and the shame of it.
It was a terrible idea.
In hindsight, knowing Lois more intimately and knowing the state of her mind at the time this was a huge mistake and overstep. What I’d intended as a fun and exciting introduction brought back a lot of fears and insecurities she has that I was not aware of at the time.
As planned I didn’t answer her calls straight away, my intention was to keep her guessing for a little longer, maybe call her back when I knew she couldn’t answer and then go silent again when she called back. I wanted her to be desperate and excited to find out who it was.
You should never question Lois’ intelligence or resourcefulness, it only took her a couple of days before she had my name and was yelling at Hannah, and I mean yelling. This was not any meek submissive girl from what I’ve been told, she was furious with Hannah and I felt terrible for damaging their friendship, Hannah was really upset too. She called me and I immediately called Lois.
I won’t go into the detail of that conversation but it started off quite unpleasant but ended in a much more friendly fashion.
A week or so later we went for a meal, Hannah and her sub, myself and Lois. I admit I was quite nervous about meeting her properly, after what had gone on we were hardly on the Domme/sub sort of footing I was hoping we would be so I had no idea how it would go. I was still fairly certain I’d blown any chance with her before we’d even met.
She was dressed a lot more casually than I was, I’d gone for boots and a dress which I think makes me look good and had worn the deep red lipstick that I had drawn on her with, she was in jeans! I don’t have a thing like most male Doms do where subs always have to wear dresses and skirts but this just told me she wasn’t seeing me as potential for dating.
Hannah very craftily motioned Lois into the booth next to her sub and then got in herself so that I would be facing Lois. As soon as we sat down Hannah upped the sexual tension by giving some orders to her sub, basically making her sit and masturbate while the rest of us talked.
I smiled watching the girl squirm and noticed Lois squirming a little herself and it gave me an idea. We all chatted quite civilly for a while, nothing overtly sexual but I was getting a good vibe from Lois and was certainly relaxing so when the food came and Hannah let her sub stop masturbating I suggested that Lois clean her fingers for her.
It was a bit of a risky move, after the drama with our meeting I thought it could go either way but I didn’t see the point in messing around. If she stormed off at least I’d know where we stood and could move on. The girls fingers were coated in her cum and Lois made out like she was going to lick them clean but then wiped them with a napkin at the last moment, I couldn’t help it, a laugh burst out of me.
I’m not sure why I found it so funny, part of me was definitely offended by her lack of respect and her defiance but part of me couldn’t help but be amused. This is because although the act itself was defiant it was plainly obvious that she was trying to make a point and that this was absolutely not her natural instinct or behaviour. I didn’t appreciate Hannah’s sub smirking though and gave her a sterm look, Hannah caned her for it later while I watched.
Hannah gave us a little time on our own later and I was definitely feeling mutual attraction from Lois, she was very attentive when I was speaking and very engaged in the conversation. She has since confessed she was trying to be very “unsubmissive” but I have to say she failed miserably, even if I hadn’t known I would have identified her as a submissive easily.
The night was drawing to a close and I was certain I wanted to spend more time with Lois so I asked and happily she agreed. I felt it was important to understand what I was asking for though so I took her glass of wine and, while she watched, let some saliva run from my mouth into it. A little uncouth I admit but I was improvising with little to work with, as the other two returned I quite serious told her not to disobery me again.
Despite that she didn’t touch her wine and ten minutes later we were getting up to leave. I needed some confirmation that this was going to go the way I wanted so I told Lois to finish her wine, which still had my bubbly spit floating on its surface. This was it for me, if she didn’t drink it I would walk away but she drank it all and the little blushing smile she gave me spoke a thousand words.
Lois was picked up by her sister and the three of us went back to Hannah’s home. After she was caned the sub was sent to bed and Hannah and I spent half the night talking about various things but I kept bringing it back to Lois. I was very excited, more excited than I had been about the scene in a long time. I saw huge potential in her as a sub and knew it would work well with us, we could both give each other what we needed and beyond that I could tell she was an amazing, intelligent, funny person that I could see myself spending a lot of happy time with. I was very excited about our next date.
I’ve been thinking about doing this for a while, giving my side of those turbulent events at the start. I’m no writer, I don’t have Lois’ skills in that area but hopefully it will come across well enough for her fans to enjoy it at least a little. If you did, let me know in the comments and I will maybe try and write my side of some of her other activities at some point.