Author’s Note
I find the genesis of a personal fetish endlessly fascinating, and enlightening to share with others of similar bent. Here’s my story, for whatever it’s worth. I hope it provides insight, or at least passing interest to others enamored with female domination.
I was conquered by womanhood in high school, at the hands of my first real lover. We had typical beginner’s vanilla s*x at every opportunity for at least a year. Then one unforgettable Christmas changed everything. I gave Jean a ring she’d been particularly coveting. She gave me, probably inadvertently, a lifetime craving for s****l submission.
We had returned to her parents’ house from some insufferable family function in the early afternoon. The place was empty, and as soon as we entered the living room Jean suddenl
