Can i be a submissive?

luna1Hi šŸ˜Š,I'm LaLuna and I'm going to take you away on a journey through my past, present and future..

Take what you need from the blog. Learn from my experiences, the do's but definitely also the dont's (trust me I made a fewšŸ™ˆ).  Follow me through my journey how I became a submissive and how I experienced it irl as online.

My life went on like always from that point. But many times, when I was too full in my head, I missed the peace and quiet. I missed the feeling of having no choice but just to sit and get quiet. And especially the no choice part I missed. But I looked at the BDSM thing I thought it isnā€™t for me.

So, it became autumn, winter and spring was at the door. The season of tourists started again. And many of my old co workers all would go back to our summer workspot. And of course I went also!

The first night that we all where together and all went to the bar was amazing. The bar had a welcome back party for all the staff in that town. Man, what was I drunk and out of myself. Dancing on the bar with everyone. It was good. But there was no Chef. I was very disappointed...

The next day our shifts started and still no Chef. So, I asked my boss where he was. And my always so sunny minded boss said; ā€œnot hereā€.  I roled my eyes, as I havenā€™t seen that! That night we went to the bar. And on the end of the bar was sitting a man. He was just looking at me. So, I smiled and didnā€™t think anything. But after 10 minutes he still was looking. And a friend of mine said there is a man on the end of the bar focused on you. I looked back again and blushed and looked down. Turned around and went further. Having fun with my friends and going to the club. Later that evening I saw him in the club also. I smiled at him and danced further.

Next day still no chefā€¦  Work was busy and me and my co workers were in a laughing mood. A big group of young people arrived in the hotel for a week for vacation. So always fun to have new tourists. In the bar we where flirting, dancing big fun. I was in a naughty mood (I can now say the brat was in me already) and there was that man from the night before again. Looking at me. When I walked by, I smiled. And said to the barkeeper if his beer is empty refill it from me. I was having fun with my friends, but couldnā€™t resist to look his way every now and then. He was always looking and sometimes he smiled back. My friend said I would freak out if someone is staring at me the whole evening.  I thought normally I wouldnā€™t like it either. Butā€¦ with him I didnā€™t mind.

Later in the night and I was standing in the back of the club. Chilling out. There was a boy clearly flirting with me. So, we where talking and laughing. And yes, he was cute. So, I didnā€™t mind the attention. The boy came closer and closer. I donā€™t know why but I felt I needed to look  towards the bar, I looked and my ā€œstalkerā€ (as my friends called him) didnā€™t looked pleased. He looked straight at me with a face of thunder.    Wellā€¦ like I said my brat side was activated then already. And I thought. Wtf? You have no right to look so mad at me.

And I turned my attention to the boy  and let him come closer. The next moment the boy was gone, a big warm hand closed around my throat, I got slammed against the wall, a leg between my legs to block me, and a warm intense mouth on mine.  I felt his power and I was immediately wet. The calmed I felt after that in my body was insane. My head went quiet and I didnā€™t hear anything anymore. My body melted against his. My arms sliding around his neck, pushing myself against him.

He took his mouth of mine, he looked at me, his hand went tighter around my neck and only said Mine! And the only thing I could do was nodā€¦ Because at that moment I didnā€™t want anything else then be his. He smiled at me and said Iā€™m Scott I wanted to say my name but my mouth was dry, and I could only look at him with begging eyes to kiss me again. He laughed and leaded me outside the club. Hand on the back of my neck, I was floating.

Outside he grabbed my hand to walk towards the hotel. And then I saw chef with a big smile.  Miss trouble! There you are. I looked at chef and was so happy but didnā€™t take a step away from Scott. And chef started to laugh and said he Scott. How did you pick miss trouble out of all those people? I looked confused at them. Chef said; ā€œScott is my friend from homeā€.  Hurt I asked is this a set up Chef? The hand that was holding my hand grabbed it tighter. He looked at me and said; ā€œHell no!ā€. Scott looked at Chef and said sheā€™s mine. I asked are you just as Chef a Dominant? He answered yes. I said I looked into that. Thatā€™s nothing for me. Im absolutely no Submissive. Both Cheff as Scott laughed. Scott pressed his lips against my forehead and said; ā€œyou are a natural submissive lil oneā€.

I was confused, but to be honest.. it felt I was home with them both..  Can I be a submissive? Is this something I want to try?  

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