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Domination is a more common sexual fetish than many people thin. But consider this. From time to time we all like someone else to take control in the bedroom and even a little bit of forceful direction is one form of domination. That in itself does not make it a fetish but it does illustrate the subtle ways in which domination can influence all our love play.

Of course what people would regard as true domination, the classical dominant controlling the sexual scenes, directing, restraining, maybe even punishing a partner is inextricably bound up with BDSM. So if you like a little domination, to dominate or to be dominated read some of the posts below.

Give me the strength of patience, for there are days I have none. The ache in my mind, body and soul, is at times, too strong. Send me relief where there is none. May my desires not turn to needs, for a need unmet brings great sadness. Teach me that great things come to those that wait. My day will come and when it does, it will be glorious.
A piano bench, elaborately upholstered in the softest velour, in the center of the empty room. Lit by spot light from above, I am the show. Light captures the curves and dips of my back with each breath I take. On all fours, I catch your movements out of the corner of my eyes. I dare not look up. My vision focused on the burgundy fabric, occasionally looking at your finely shined boots as they pass by. Your step is as heavy as your hand on my hip.
It’s lunch time and for the first time in many years, James shuts the door to his office and locks it. With a push of a button, he calls his assistant Cassandra, asking her to make sure he is not disturbed for the duration of his lunch. “Yes Sir,” she breathes into the phone. For a second, James is transported back in time, many years ago, to the last time his office door needed to be locked. He shakes the pleasant memory from his mind and continues with the task at hand.
The sun wakes Noelle up and she smiles as her thoughts run to James. She glances at the laptop on the desk. Though she is happy staying in bed among the warm sheets, Noelle is more excited about seeing any possible messages from James. She runs her fingers along the pad and the screen wakes up. Noelle giggles as she sees James has left her a message on her IM.
As James’ fingers apply the gentlest of pressure against her neck, Noelle’s heart pounds in her chest. She feels her cunt lips swell and throb, as moisture gathers between them. She aches for James’ touch between her thighs. His hands slide away from her neck, as one fingertip presses into the bottom of her chin, lifting her up and off her knees. She’s face to face with her owner, but before she can even blush, James kisses her soft lips. Noelle breathes into him, releasing herself. She begins to wobble and James takes hold of her wrists, pulling her into him.
The new year was already here, but he told himself and his precious new girl, that she was his Christmas gift for being such a good boy all year. It was no surprise then, that he fondly named her, Noelle. They met months ago, crossing paths on a random social network meant for people with kinkier tendencies. He had been on the verge of deleting his account, while she had left her’s dormant for quite some time. It was because a “friend” commented on one of her photos, that he even took notice in the girl. It’s true that the endless supply of photos on her profile is what demanded James’ attention at first, but it was her words that drew him even closer. She didn’t say much, but what she wrote spoke deeply to him. She had lost her way and in between the lines he could read her struggles and frustrations. Instantly, he felt the swell in his cock, desiring her as his new lamb.