The Big Bad Dom, or how I learned to stop worrying and love the brats
I grew up mainly on stories of men doing unspeakable things to the poor woman whilst dressed in leather or a suit or occasionally, a leather suit. They were severe and monosyllabic and faceless. Fairly interchangeable as one Sir to another.
And I learnt I really didn't want to be faceless.
These men had harems, the women were just numbers. It seemed...formulaic. Where was the creativity? Paddling goes to cropping goes to whipping and they were ridden hard and put away wet, every time.
And for some that may work outside of stories, but not for me. And I have tried being strict; I really have: from capitals to inspections, and punishments. But that's not me.
Well, not me all the time.
My first experiences were failed attempts at that. Going too hard, too fast, too soon. I thought the less of my personality that came out, the hotter it was. That probably says more about how I viewed my personality though. I tried to be The Big Bad Dom. And it was going through the motions.
But now, I am serious about not taking BDSM too seriously.
If my little wants to tease and brat and play, then god help us all, she will. She’ll be punished of course, but she knew the risks. She won't need to only look at the ground for me to know that I am in charge. She won't need wall poses nightly, or a straitjacket when receiving visitors. Knowing she is waiting on permission to go to the toilet is fun for a day or two. After a month of that? That just sounds like more admin.
And yes, that probably means I am softer with the whip then others. Or maybe I won’t reduce you to tears or jelly completely. The bruises will fade faster, and unfortunately the pneumatic-drill dildo may be collecting dust.
But on the other hand, the snacks are much better.
Being a soft Dom doesn't exclude sadism. There is still fear, shame, embarrassment, humiliation and all those other delicious emotions at play.
An authority figure disappointed that you acted like a slut? What's not to love there?
I have learnt that this aspect isn't a lack of severity for me, but a sign of playfulness. And God I think we need that in our lives.
I am not a fresh faced Dom, 'trying to hone my skills'. I am not 'needing to sharpen my kinks'.
I am a Daddy. Hear me roar.
About the Author: WroteandTheWit is a Daddy Dom with a penchant for spankings, sadism and stories. Also, is a geek, but that one doesn't begin with 'S'. He and his sadistic stuffy Mr Bear can be found on Fet.
