Too strong to be held

Sometimes Dominant Women whine about these whimpy male subs who need to be handheld through life. They want somebody strong, powerful, somebody who can be a macho man, finally!

I don't.

I want to meet one who is not too strong to be held. I want one who can let Me care for him, past his pain and struggles. I want one who aknowledges that yes, perhaps he isn't all that special, perhaps he can receive help.

Last week I played with a new submissive for the first time. It was glorious, our kinks fit perfectly, and intellectually he is close to a match. I was pessimistic, because he's married and I don't like playing with married men. This one convinced Me that he had it all under control, he'd be able to take it - all I could give and then some.

So, I went hard at it. I had him undress, worship My feet, then I kicked his balls a few times. After that I caned him, before I strapped on the smaller dildo, and fucked him slowly and lovingly, with him tied up on the bed. he made a late lunch, then he suddenly dressed and had to go.

eeeehhhh?

That kind of behaviour is what normally kicks Me into a drop, the feeling of being abandoned the moment the other party has had what they want. So when he texted later, gushing about the experience, I wasn't that enthusiastic. he returned, immediately, and made tea, watched Me play a game - chatted. Then he undressed, showed Me his ass, and told Me it really wasn't properly bruised.

I didn't want to push that hard, but, hey, that was one sexy ass! So I beat him, harder, although less than before, cuffed his arms behind his back, bent him over My coffee-table and fucked him again, not quite that gently this time. Afterwards I spent an hour or so teasing him - playing with his cock and slapping him hard when he was close to coming. Yeah, it was damn sexy, and when he left I was sated - really sated, craving body and sadistic soul.

The next day I got a quick message that he was still bruised, body and mind.

Then nothing.

After a few days of silence from this guy who is normally constantly communicating with Me, I got it. Something was wrong. When I asked, directly, a dam burst, and he described his feelings: Low energy, depression, doubt. Had he let himself go too far? Had he given up too much? Was the sexy fantasy really that far from what he really wanted? Basically - he sounded like a text-book sub-drop.

That's when I made error nr 3 (1: beating him really hard when he asked for it, just because we both wanted it, although I knew he was not as experienced as he wanted to be - men never are. 2: Not checking on him earlier.) I told him he had something which is quite common.

You see: A man with enough machismo to stand before a clearly Sadistic woman with more brains than him, more determination than him and a stronger sex-drive and say "use me," he is going to think he is something pretty damn special. And so, if he can't take it, it's not something as common as drop. That happens to other people, HE must have some very special experience. And so he couldn't even think about wanting to have his inner bruises soothed.

When we parted, he had planned to return today, because he had so much time. Today, when we chatted, he didn't even have time to chat for more than 10 minutes. he did not want to meet Me, and he thought Me "sweet" for offering to be with him. Nope, he did not need Me at all, now that he had been beaten, fucked and denied. Now he, with his superior brain, is to figure out the problem, and then he'll solve it as if I have nothing to do with it.

The logic: he got what he wanted. he is confused. his problem. I can go do something else until he has fixed it.

The thing is - I have barely played the last few years, because I tend to drop so hard when I play with a stranger. This man made Me feel so good, I didn't even come close to dropping. Now he is dropping, and he won't let Me do a thing about it, because, mainly, he's too much of a man to give in to such regular emotions.

So: I don't want them that strong. I want them strong enough to endure, but weak enough to take the offer of My arms with grace. I want to hold both as they are hard and soft. I guess I like the whimps.