I Am Dom
          ©By Quirk48

This is a story about how I first discovered that I was a Dom. I was a soldier of 19 years and fighting in Vietnam. This is not another story about Vietnam; I am just setting the time period. For someone who was born the son of a Pentecostal minister, being a Dom was a traumatic event. I was raised in a scenario where even sex was taboo so a BDSM scene was even more of a culture shock to me. 

I met Lianne in a bar Vung Tau Vietnam. Some would call her a prostitute, I actually thought of her as very attractive lady. We connected almost immediately. Yes I know that was her job. She was very attractive, the same age as me. Long dark hair, and deep penetrating eyes. A body very proportionate to her stature. I liked what I was seeing. I asked her what the bar rules were for short times. She explained that she must make arrangements with the mamma san of the bar. I told her to please make the arrangements.  

She came back smiling. The arrangements have been made, GI come to my place. I smiled knowing that I was in for an evening of pleasure. We went to Lianne’s place, a shack and made sweet, missionary style love. It was time well spent and we got to know each other even better. 

I had several more one on one encounters with Lianne and each time we became more connected. She explained to me that she wanted to go long time with me. Long time meant a permanent relationship on a month to month basis. This would mean Lianne would quit the bar and be mine on an exclusive basis. I immediately liked the idea and we settled on a price, and again made love to seal the deal. 

I did not have much time to give Lianne, a couple of hours here, a night there. But each minute we spent together seemed special. The vanilla sex continued each time we met, and I thought, this is wonderful. Then while Lianne and I were making love, she gets a look in her eyes that I have never seen before. She said: : “GI I need more.” I asked her to explain more, and she simple smiled. She was at this time, impaled upon my hard cock, and was riding it up and down at a very slow pace. She smiled again and took my hand and guided it in a very controlled slap to her hip. I smiled, thinking that I knew what she needed, and wanted. I thought to my self, I can do this. So I proceeded to slap her thighs harder, and harder as she rode my cock. I was amazed to hear her gasp, and even become hotter than I had ever seen her before. My dick responded by getting even harder and stroking her faster. After many slaps she smiled at me and leaned forward placing her hands on my chest. Her breasts hanging down, delightfully so. Her nipples were very erect, Smiling she took my hands and guided them to her breasts. Still smiling she moved my fingers till they were on her nipples. She said please GI squeeze my nipples very hard. Again I squeezed and was pleasantly surprised at her reaction. Her eyes glazed over and she even became more aroused. What I thought was great sex now became tremendous sex. 
On my next visit to Lianne I found that she had been able to find several toys for us to play with. A paddle, a small whip, and some deliciously evil looking nipple clamps. She proceeded to show me the proper use of all of these toys. I found myself very excited but at the same time, concerned. How could I be enjoying this? Was I abnormal, was I a pervert? All I can say if that Lianne helped me to work out my questions. I came to realize that I was normal for me. Yes Lianne topped me from the bottom, but this was her way of getting me to realize who I was. I am a Dom.  




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