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I’m thankful to Portland’s Femdom Community for providing a space for a submissive man like myself to be of service to women in power. Here where I’ll be in September 2026:
Femdom Bootcamp - Sept 3rd 7pm -10pm @ Sub Rosa. I will be serving as a Demo Bottom providing Strapon Worship. 🥵💦
The Sub Rosa Supervillain Soirée - Sept 23rd 7pm - 10pm @ Sub Rosa. I will be attending as a captured Superhero stripped of his powers (and hopefully clothes) and providing acts of service to powerful Supervillain’s. 🙇🏾♂️🦹♀️🦹🏻♀️🦹🏽♀️
If any women, Dommes, Femtops are in attendance please be sure to say hi and ask for my services if interested.
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I’m thankful to Portland’s Femdom Community for providing a space for a submissive man like myself to be of service to women in power. Here where I’ll be in September 2026:
Femdom Bootcamp - Sept 3rd 7pm -10pm @ Sub Rosa. I will be serving as a Demo Bottom providing Strapon Worship. 🥵💦
The Sub Read more… Rosa Supervillain Soirée - Sept 23rd 7pm - 10pm @ Sub Rosa. I will be attending as a captured Superhero stripped of his powers (and hopefully clothes) and providing acts of service to powerful Supervillain’s. 🙇🏾♂️🦹♀️🦹🏻♀️🦹🏽♀️
If any women, Dommes, Femtops are in attendance please be sure to say hi and ask for my services if interested.
Femdom Bootcamp - Sept 3rd 7pm -10pm @ Sub Rosa. I will be serving as a Demo Bottom providing Strapon Worship. 🥵💦
The Sub Read more… Rosa Supervillain Soirée - Sept 23rd 7pm - 10pm @ Sub Rosa. I will be attending as a captured Superhero stripped of his powers (and hopefully clothes) and providing acts of service to powerful Supervillain’s. 🙇🏾♂️🦹♀️🦹🏻♀️🦹🏽♀️
If any women, Dommes, Femtops are in attendance please be sure to say hi and ask for my services if interested.
Just Take Out The Damn Garbage
My hands massaged the sole of her left foot. Both thumbs made circular pattens as my fingers gripped her toes. I picked up the moisturizer and squirted some into my hand. I proceeded to spread it across her feet making sure to cover her entire foot from her soles back up to her toes. My back was to Read more…the TV as she laid on the couch watching her show. I sat naked with my knees to the floor. My limp cock throbbing in my chastity cage. She wore shorts and a tank top. I kissed her big toe as a sign of completion prompting her to switch to her right foot where I repeated the same technique. I could always tell when she was deep into her show. She had this intense stare and would fiddle with the key to my chastity around her neck. My BBC was no longer mine. I can’t be trusted with it. There too much temptation. Instead she says it belonged to her to use whenever she wanted to. I needed to be controlled and she was the only woman for the job. She is a wonderful woman and a very good person. She supports me, feeds me, shelters me in her home. She has the final say in all our decisions and yet still open to hearing my opinions when asked. All that she requires is that I obey her. I am not to talk back to her or raise my voice. I follow her lead like a good boy or face the wrath of her punishments. I admit her dominance can sometimes be overwhelming but I love the vulnerability. Plus, she makes me feel safe. I am my true self when with her.
I must’ve spaced out. The snap of her finger brought me back to the room. “You still with me?” She joked. “Yes, Ma’m. Sorry Ma’m. I was lost in thought.” I replied. “I can see that. Your hands always feel so good on my feet though so thank you.” She complimented. “Now go get ready for bed and I’ll join you soon.” I nodded in acknowledgment and removed myself from the living room. She had established a bed time for me during the week day. I’m to be in bed by 10pm since I work early shifts from 7 to 4. I used to be heartbeat. Meaning I could work anywhere between 7am - 7pm for an 8 hour period. Once we were engaged she needed a simpler routine for me to follow so she always knew where I was. Plus since the pandemic I’ve been working from home hence there was no need to be sporadic. While in the bathroom I brushed my teeth and washed my face. I preferred morning showers so I threw on my pajamas which just consisted of sweat pants and a t-shirt then exited. Entering our bedroom I was startled to see her on our bed sitting in the dark. I turned on our light and was met with a stern look on her face. Her belt was in her hand resting on her lap.
“Come on, you had to know this was coming.” She smirked. I remained silent. It’s moments like these I knew to keep my mouth shut. She pulled out her phone and lifted it up so I can see. It was the to do list she had set for me today. Everything was check marked except for one: Taking out the garbage. She sighed “You almost made it.” Looking down at my belt she began to stroke it, preparing for what comes next. “Go ahead” she continued, “I’m curious on how you could miss the most simplest thing on that list.” I took a moment but I replied with confidence “The garbage wasn’t full. I thought it be a waste to toss it now.” She let out a fake laugh that was borderline obnoxious. “He thought it would be a waste to toss it now.” She mocked. “We’ll it stinks and now the whole house does too.” I began to question in my head if she was serious before quickly realizing who I was talking to. Of course she serious. “I don’t smell anything” I carefully retorted. She looked at me with a smile as if she knew that response was coming. “Of course you don’t. You’re here all day. Your nose is used to it. It’s the first thing I notice when I came home from work.” She stood up from the bed while continuing to speak, “I didn’t say anything then because I hoped you would figure it out or bring it up to me, but you didn’t.” She stretched out my belt and ordered me to lay down. “Okay, I’ll take it out right now.” My attempt to de-escalate the situation. “Oh I know you will but not before you take your punishment.” She snapped her finger and pointed at the bed “Assume the position, boy!”
I stood over our bed. As I began to lay down ass up my mind flashback to that one fateful night. The night we agreed to incorporate BDSM into our relationship. It’s something we joked about briefly while dating but waited until we became serious to introduce. We sat down, exchanged our kinks, fetishes, soft and hard limits. Then we negotiated which ones would work mutually for us both. A punishment and reward system was top of both our list though the types of it varied.
Back to the present, I had pulled my pajamas down to my ankles but she order me to taken them off completely. I laid my stomach onto the bed and stretched my hands out. I held to the edge on the other side. I needed something to grip from the impact. I could sense her dominating presence behind me. “Just remember this is what you wanted”, she exclaimed while kicking my legs further apart with her feet. She lightly rubbed the belt against my bare ass, teasing me. “Now then, how many hits do you deserve?” She questioned. “As many as yo-“ *Wack!* My answer was interrupted from the impact. I shriek loudly. “Oh? I was talking to myself.” She remarked. *Wack!* My body jolted. I shook my ass in an attempt to subdue the ***. “Don’t move”, she ordered as her hand lightly massaged the area of impact. “You’ve always had a cute butt so I won’t hurt it too badly” She complimented. *Wack!* This time a shock went up my spine. My hands tightly gripped the edge of the bed. I took deep breaths between each hit. “So, what have we learned this evening? She wondered. I remained silent. *Wack!* “I asked you a question!” She yelled. I arched my back. An involuntary reaction from the impact. “JUST TAKE OUT THE DAMN GARBAGE!” I exhaled. In that moment I forgot who I was talking to. *Wack!* “Don’t yell at me!” She demanded. *Wack!* And don’t cuss!” I heard the belt drop to the floor. “I think you learned your lesson.” Those words from her was a sigh of relief. I slowly began to remove myself from the bed. My ass stung as I attempted to put my pajamas back on. “Thank you Ma’m. I’ll go take out the garbage before I go to bed.” Her voice became joyful, “Oh don’t worry about it. I took the garbage out while you were in the bathroom.” She kissed me good night and exited our room closing the door behind her. I was dumbfounded. Am I really gonna marry this woman? I thought to myself. I smiled. Hell yah I am.
I must’ve spaced out. The snap of her finger brought me back to the room. “You still with me?” She joked. “Yes, Ma’m. Sorry Ma’m. I was lost in thought.” I replied. “I can see that. Your hands always feel so good on my feet though so thank you.” She complimented. “Now go get ready for bed and I’ll join you soon.” I nodded in acknowledgment and removed myself from the living room. She had established a bed time for me during the week day. I’m to be in bed by 10pm since I work early shifts from 7 to 4. I used to be heartbeat. Meaning I could work anywhere between 7am - 7pm for an 8 hour period. Once we were engaged she needed a simpler routine for me to follow so she always knew where I was. Plus since the pandemic I’ve been working from home hence there was no need to be sporadic. While in the bathroom I brushed my teeth and washed my face. I preferred morning showers so I threw on my pajamas which just consisted of sweat pants and a t-shirt then exited. Entering our bedroom I was startled to see her on our bed sitting in the dark. I turned on our light and was met with a stern look on her face. Her belt was in her hand resting on her lap.
“Come on, you had to know this was coming.” She smirked. I remained silent. It’s moments like these I knew to keep my mouth shut. She pulled out her phone and lifted it up so I can see. It was the to do list she had set for me today. Everything was check marked except for one: Taking out the garbage. She sighed “You almost made it.” Looking down at my belt she began to stroke it, preparing for what comes next. “Go ahead” she continued, “I’m curious on how you could miss the most simplest thing on that list.” I took a moment but I replied with confidence “The garbage wasn’t full. I thought it be a waste to toss it now.” She let out a fake laugh that was borderline obnoxious. “He thought it would be a waste to toss it now.” She mocked. “We’ll it stinks and now the whole house does too.” I began to question in my head if she was serious before quickly realizing who I was talking to. Of course she serious. “I don’t smell anything” I carefully retorted. She looked at me with a smile as if she knew that response was coming. “Of course you don’t. You’re here all day. Your nose is used to it. It’s the first thing I notice when I came home from work.” She stood up from the bed while continuing to speak, “I didn’t say anything then because I hoped you would figure it out or bring it up to me, but you didn’t.” She stretched out my belt and ordered me to lay down. “Okay, I’ll take it out right now.” My attempt to de-escalate the situation. “Oh I know you will but not before you take your punishment.” She snapped her finger and pointed at the bed “Assume the position, boy!”
I stood over our bed. As I began to lay down ass up my mind flashback to that one fateful night. The night we agreed to incorporate BDSM into our relationship. It’s something we joked about briefly while dating but waited until we became serious to introduce. We sat down, exchanged our kinks, fetishes, soft and hard limits. Then we negotiated which ones would work mutually for us both. A punishment and reward system was top of both our list though the types of it varied.
Back to the present, I had pulled my pajamas down to my ankles but she order me to taken them off completely. I laid my stomach onto the bed and stretched my hands out. I held to the edge on the other side. I needed something to grip from the impact. I could sense her dominating presence behind me. “Just remember this is what you wanted”, she exclaimed while kicking my legs further apart with her feet. She lightly rubbed the belt against my bare ass, teasing me. “Now then, how many hits do you deserve?” She questioned. “As many as yo-“ *Wack!* My answer was interrupted from the impact. I shriek loudly. “Oh? I was talking to myself.” She remarked. *Wack!* My body jolted. I shook my ass in an attempt to subdue the ***. “Don’t move”, she ordered as her hand lightly massaged the area of impact. “You’ve always had a cute butt so I won’t hurt it too badly” She complimented. *Wack!* This time a shock went up my spine. My hands tightly gripped the edge of the bed. I took deep breaths between each hit. “So, what have we learned this evening? She wondered. I remained silent. *Wack!* “I asked you a question!” She yelled. I arched my back. An involuntary reaction from the impact. “JUST TAKE OUT THE DAMN GARBAGE!” I exhaled. In that moment I forgot who I was talking to. *Wack!* “Don’t yell at me!” She demanded. *Wack!* And don’t cuss!” I heard the belt drop to the floor. “I think you learned your lesson.” Those words from her was a sigh of relief. I slowly began to remove myself from the bed. My ass stung as I attempted to put my pajamas back on. “Thank you Ma’m. I’ll go take out the garbage before I go to bed.” Her voice became joyful, “Oh don’t worry about it. I took the garbage out while you were in the bathroom.” She kissed me good night and exited our room closing the door behind her. I was dumbfounded. Am I really gonna marry this woman? I thought to myself. I smiled. Hell yah I am.
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