Fem dom Strap on Play

Shelley and Nate had been married a few years. This year Shelley didn’t want to do the same old celebratory sex routine. She wanted to spice up Valentine’s with some strap on play. She was bored with their love making. She called it the “marital mundane” because it had become so predictable. What happened to the passion they had known when they first got to together? Where did it go? She didn’t want to be like her friends that just resigned themselves to the “marital mundane” and became naggety anne bitches just to get their husbands to do the most menial things. Fuck that. She knew intuitively there was another way; a better way.  Shelley stumbled upon some literature on female lead relationships.  As she learned more about this lifestyle,  she realized she had to put on a new Self along with her heels. The prospect excited her very much and she knew controlling Nate sexually would be both exciting and mutually beneficial. She did some strap on play study and  bought some sexy new Fem dom type lingerie. Shelley found the perfect outfit; a black satin bustier with ribbon garters and matching black satin bow top stockings. She knew Nate was an ass worshiper and she planned on exploiting that to the hilt. She had a pair of Loubitins, the So Kate style, and they always made her feel so sexy and commanding. Nate had no idea what he was in for. Shelley tried on her outfit and admired her svelte figure in the full length mirror. He didn’t stand a chance; she knew his ass was Hers in more ways than one *giggle*.

Speaking of ass; she needed to get a strap on to give Nate a well deserved attitude adjustment for their special night. Shelley found a sex shop that catered to women; it was so nice to go in and be able to look around without creepy idiots following her to see what she was looking at. A bubbly shop clerk asked if she needed help. Shelley was a little sheepish when she asked for the strap ons, but the shop clerk just smiled and showed her the best “beginner friendly” versions; she didn’t want to quite bust Nate’s ass open just yet. The oddly synchronistic thing was that the shop was having a demonstration on how to use strap ons. She marveled as a  group of about twelve women from all walks of life that came in and sat down in the demonstration room. It made her giggle internally to imagine all these different women at the demonstration fucking their husbands or boyfriends from behind. Especially the really short blonde. She almost laughed out loud at the thought of this particular woman wielding a 12 inch black strap on that hung down her leg. She quickly composed herself. Shelley knew she was at the right place at the right time.

The woman giving the demonstration was a well built petite woman with dark hair and a rather high pronounced forehead. She was wearing a beautiful pair of leather knee high boots and had a very commanding presence. She explained in very blunt terms that the power exchange that occurs when a woman takes the lead is not only empowering for the woman, but highly erotic for the man too. Tatyiana showed everyone how to use a strap on and most importantly how each woman should cultivate her own dominant style. Shelley knew she wasn’t a yeller; yelling seemed to denote a lack of control. After practicing some strap on styles at the demonstration she felt ready for a fun Fem Dom night and managed to make a few fast friends at the demo.

She suited up like a warrior Goddess and took the strap on and tucked into their night stand. Nate came home and looked frazzled from a long day at work. Shelley sauntered out into the living room in her seductive regalia and Nate just stopped in mid ramble to look at her. “Omg, honey you look so beautiful!!”, he exclaimed.  “Happy Valentine’s Day,” she responded devilishly. “Now take off all of your clothes and get on your hands and knees.” Shelley commanded. (to be continued)