Domme

A short black woman I met on FetLife. Her profile said domme, but cuckoldry was what truly moved her, and that was what I was looking for at the time. Still, I felt, and still feel, that she wanted more than I was willing to give. She talked about us travelling together and rehearsed an intimacy that, from where I stood, had no room inside her marriage. The discomfort grew with every message, because I feared walking into a ground that wasn’t ours alone. I had just come out of the relationship with Luana, and the weight of it still followed me around.

She was my first. A married domme with two kids, older than me, whom I met online on FetLife. She loved poking at my masculinity. We met twice: in one she took me to a motel, in the other she invited me to her house, as a friend, with her husband and children around. It was creepy, and I was barely 22.