5. a submissive warrior part1


John's sexy party look^^^^

March 17, 2017

I learned a long time ago, that in the world of BDSM, I was considered an Amazon. In the land known as Dominatrix I am a sadistic amazon. For the first time all those mean girls who called me amazon in high school didn't bother me anymore. I love that title now.

I never wanted a small cute little submissive. My ideal submissive, a captive warrior slave, who would be a tall strong male. He would not only love and relish the pain I give, but in the moment of need could be the strong warrior who could fight side by side with me.

In all the years I have been married to Griffin he has never been this man.

He has always pushed me to the side to be the strong man. Never once did he allow me to stand by his side when I was needed. Maybe early in our relationship he was this man, but no more. I am quickly growing tired of him.

When you are in a relationship for a long time, small thing that you never start to get on your nerves. Just like that smile you thought was so cute in the beginning, now it just looks like nothing more than stupid grin.

The things that get on my nerves, are different.

His cruel words...

His hard eyes...

His cold treatment...

I find that he is no more the man I want. With the revelation of the fantasy I came up with the last time we had sex. I can no longer deny the Domina inside myself. I need to make my stand. I just have do it at the right moment. I can't be selfish, I need to consider all who will be effected by my choices.

Today I decided to spend part of my morning listing every single rule that I remember from Sandy's three months of lessons. I go through my old journals of the past to find the last known phone number I had for Sandy. I make up my mind to call her soon.

Next, I pulled all my corsets out I put away in storage so long ago. They are like old friends to me, and I have missed them dearly. And for tonight's party I gladly take one out and put it on. My dominant pride is my driving force to do this.

"Get you're ass ready! We need to go! John and the others will be here soon. I will not wait on you!" Griffin bangs on our bedroom door just as I am making my last adjustments. I cant help my eye roll as he storms off.

I finished pulling my corset strings tightly around my small waist. I can't help my grin as I look at the results of my choice of for the night. I have on my peacock green and black lace long torso corset. With black skinny jeans and leather boots. I am lucky enough to be one of the few women that child birth didn't effect much. A few stretch marks but nothing more.

I realize today I have not pampered myself in so long. So I took that time, for me. I first wash my body with my coconut and shea butter bodywash. Then treated my long hair with my favorite hunny shampoo. I took the time to give it a good blow out. Lastly lotion every inch of my skin untill it feels like silk.

I look at my refection in the full length mirror and smile. This is what I use to look like, before him. This is the amazon he first meet. It is the woman who he will see tonight. I hope he is ready.

Spring is the best time to ride at late afternoon and into the night. The air is cool with just enough warmth from the day's sun to make the ride enjoyable.

We have been invited to the rival charter's party. Well not really rivals in the way we fight over territory or drugs. We mostly fight to see who can raise more money for local charities.

Tony, a retired member of Griffin's group, and a few other men are riding along. Six in all will be on the rode this trip. Two of whom are new prospects.

Tony is interested in buying a bike the other president has. It is beautiful harley davidson trike custom frankenstein. The pictures I seen make my mouth water to drive it.

As I emerge from the bedroom, and make my way down stairs. All the men in the room stand, save one, my dear husband. The two new prospects stare wide eye at me. Their inexperience at being riders shining through. The lust in their eyes gives me a thrill. I can't resist a quick pat own their cheeks as I walk pass.

"Let's go" Griffin stands and heads out. He doesn't hold the door for me like the disrespectful fool he is. John catches it just before it hit me in the face.

I look up to John to thank him, his eyes are still so blue. They are still bright and shimmering like the blue sky, and glow against his deeply tan face. I can't help my wicked smile as I noticed the lust fill eyes.

"Thank John, your such a good boy." I praise him as I pass through the door. The good boy I keep just low enough for his ears only. He grins at me as he thanks me and uses first lady to address me.

Over the years I had forgotten John's goods looks. Raising baby's my you forget like this. Now they stand out more and more. He is tall nearly 6'8' with bronze skin, dark hair, and beautifully built. This is the man is my Domnia's wet dream. I take the time to appreciate it as we walk out on the porch.

"You riding or staying here?" Griffin's hard voice breaks into my thoughts as we walk down the steps of the front porch. John moves passed me to get on his panhead. A quick look in his direction shows me the little shy smile he is now sporting. I think it is becoming my new favorite thing.

Even though I would rather be in the drivers seat. I try to clear my mind of what just happen. I am thrilled to be on the ride even if it's the back of the big bike. I rarely get the chance to ride these days. Griffin only want to ride his baby. He only brings out the dresser bike when can't leave me behind.

The ride will us take about two hours. As the sun is starting to set I will have a 360 view of the whole sunset. All the beautiful colors of the sky on display for me.

We make a stop at a small mom & pop gas station about half way through the ride. All the men gas up their bikes. I stand by, out of the way. When Griffin sends one of the prospects in to pay for the gas I stop him. It's time for me to test my Dom power again.

"Would you get me some gum?" I hand over two dollars to Jerry, one of the prospects. He is almost gleeful when he takes the money, quick to do my bidding. I watch as he rushed into the store. I notice John catch him just before he get to the door. John shakes his head at Jerry. Then John takes my money from his hands, and they both go into the store.

It doesn't take long before we are all are gased up even though there are only two gas pumps. John and Jerry return from the store. As Jerry hands the change for the gas back to Tony. John gives my gum, and the money I gave the prospect. I looked up in confusion.

"I had to teach the boy some manners, never let the first Lady pay." John looks deep into my eyes. I am at a lost. His deep voice washing over me, making me forget who I am with. I can barely stop the Good boy from passing from my lips..

Had this happen before I was married I would have known what to do. I would have been in full control. It would have been John riding behind me on the my bike.

"Mount up!" Griffin vioce knocks me out of my trance. I quickly move to his ride.

For the rest of the ride I try enjoy the sites. I can't help letting my eyes drift to Griffin's right. There riding tall is John, his face is expressionless. I wonder where his mind is on ride like this.

Who does he think about? I have never seen him stay with one woman. I wonder what his type is.

And... Is he the type that would fight side by side with his woman? That is something I will definitely have to find out.

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