Played at sexfight with my submissive last night. Ordered him not to cum, but forced him to anyway. He ended up doing the same with me later, but I still came out on top.
We had just about the same results today.
I tell him whatever fantasy is going through my head at the moment. He can be a powerful businessman meeting a powerful businesswoman in a fuck for dominance, or we can be part of a foursome with another couple or my imagination makes him and me into other people. He can also be an abject submissive not worth the trouble of being called a person. I can turn him into a thing, an ‘it’ in severe degradation.
We enjoy the physical and mental at the same time and we both love it.
It’s strange but true, you can have widely different emotions at the same time, but I’ve learned to accept different simultaneous emotions without worry. When love is a constant almost everything else can be enjoyed. I’m very glad and thankful for an enjoyable sex-life.