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I do not know if it is common knowledge that Women have made considerable gains in the World of Fine Art; from Universities, to Museum curators, to gallery owners, and of course as artists. I know it is not common knowledge that there is quite an active philosophy of Female Superiority in these circles, not overt as of yet, but I have heard the term in several lectures at the Pennsylvania Academy of the Fine Arts, where I am a "mature" student.

 

I hope I may be allowed to point out that these women have the qualities I admire most in anyone: education, refinement, a quiet and self contained life, love of nature and beauty. I listen when they talk.

 

Last summer I was contacted by a Madame X (I use the name in reference to the anonymous name given the fine woman in Sargeant's real portrait). I am but an emerging artist in a city with a half dozen accomplished portrait painters so I was flattered but amazed that she wanted me to paint her portrait. Madame X mentioned that I was recommended by a particular friend of hers, whom I knew as a fine and very Dominant Woman.

 

I drove out to a very nice Colonial House and farmette in Bucks County, immediately impressed by the quality of this home especially in its contrast to the much more expensive Mansions surrounding it.

 

I was shown "into Her presence" by a handsome and collared man who was noted to be Her fine slave and husband. I was watched closely for reaction but honestly was impressed by Madame X and the house.

 

Colonials are often small and the ground floor was almost entirely the main room with a large fireplace and doors opening to a sunroom, and the dining room, kitchen. A fine tea service was set on a butler's table in the dining room, the slave retired to the kitchen.

 

The main room had a fine kourous torso, some prints of fox hunting, books, plants and a very fine winged chair which was Her seat. No chair had been placed for me so I stood through the interview. Madame X wanted a portrait for the wall opposite the entrance to the room, to mark the house as Her domain.

 

It was a good space. We discussed size, view, regretted there was no flower or sign that would signify a Dominant Woman through the centuries to come. I explained the process of my painting, the original experiment with pos and lighting, the quick oil studies and then the formal sittings. It was all normal, enjoyable, and when her now nude slave served Her tea and She thought a few minutes before allowing us tea, it simply seemed correct.

 

I did receive the commission and I think I brought out the quality of this remarkable woman. I was never nude but ever "in service" as if a painter granted a few sittings at a country estate. And Her painting dominates the room as I hope it will down through the next few centuries.

  

  

 

 

From Larry G:

 

I have been a long time devotee of Female Domination and have wasted many years and obscene amounts of money trying to satisfy my needs but ultimately all I ever succeeded in doing was alienating my wife and jeopardizing our marriage. My wife had never been comfortable with the idea of dominating me. That is really quite an understatement. My wife hated the idea, not unlike so many women whose stories I have read about on your web-site.

 

We have been married for eighteen years and before we were married I tried to introducer her to the lifestyle but she wanted nothing to do with it and when ever the subject came up it inevitably led to arguments and tears. So I became a good husband and kept my fantasies to myself, visiting Professional Dom's behind my wife's back and getting other relief from magazines and videos, inevitably getting caught and causing no end of heartbreak and disappointment for my wife. In the years we have been married I honestly believe that almost every argument we have ever had have been the result of my obsession with Female Domination.

 

All this changed when I discovered your web-site. I approached Cathy, my wife, rather tentatively one last time in an attempt to get her to read some intelligent literature on the subject, and to my absolute delight my wife became more than a wee bit interested. There were so many aspects of the subject that she had misunderstood or I hadn't explained properly that were made as clear as day to her by your site.

 

I'm not a masochist I'm a submissive, a big difference, and I didn't want my wife to dress in leather and whip me. If she wanted to there would be nothing I could do to stop her, but I believe she isn't a sadist, but in saying that she made me extremely excited when she told me that she could learn to be! Female Domination isn't an easy thing to understand, but I believe a lot of questions are answered in your site.

 

So that is the background to what has started to happen. As they say on television. "It won't happen over night but it will happen."

 

After Christmas when our two daughters went away for a couple of days my wife started on our new relationship. She demanded every magazine, video, DVD, that I have on the subject be brought to Her. There wasn't much but I relinquished everything I had to Her. She then presented me with a contract that she had drawn up and told me to read it carefully. I would be required to sign it. It contained everything that I had spoken to Her about. Transfer's of everything to Her name. House, cars, other investment properties, bank account into Her name. In fact everything that we had in joint ownership be transferred to Her alone.

 

I was to be transferred to the spare bedroom. She would take over the main bedroom I would no longer sleep with my wife unless she allowed me to do so. She outlined a list of chores that would forever be mine. And as you can guess it was all the menial work. Everything except cooking, my wife is an excellent cook and more to the point enjoys doing it. She would do most of the cooking but. I would do it if She didn't feel like it. She set a budget on how much she would spend on Herself a month and a similar one for me. There was also a little clause in there that said She would 'experiment with other lovers' and I would be celibate for as long as She decided and that any masturbating would not be tolerated at all. She hasn't spoken of a chastity devise but will be bitterly disappointed if She needed to buy one. The contract was two pages long and left me in no doubt as to what my Wife required from me. I read the entire document a couple of times and I was happy to comply with Her wishes.

 

"Do you want me to sign it?" I asked.

 

"Yes but not yet. It needs to be witnessed" She smiled and took the papers away with Her leaving me wondering what I had created.

 

An hour or so later I was cleaning the swimming pool and my wife told me she was going shopping and that she would require a bath when She got back. She said it loud enough that the neighbors could hear and I had a twinge of embarrassment, because. I'm sure they did!

 

My wife phoned ten minutes from home and told me to get Her bath ready. When She arrived I met her and took the groceries and other pieces that she had bought and put them away as She retired to Her bath. This was the start.

 

We never spent a lot of money on ourselves. The kids and other things always came before self indulgence and when we did buy anything for ourselves it was usually the cheapest that was available. The kids are older now and have jobs to support their needs which gives us a chance to spend a bit on ourselves and my wife has taken to this new lifestyle of our like a duck to water if the shopping she had done was any indication. I hung the new clothes She had just purchased in Her closet and attended to Her needs when She called. She eventually got out of her bath and told me to use Her water and clean myself up as She was expecting company. I drained the bath and cleaned Her ensuite. Then I got dressed myself. When I returned to the front room I was stunned at how beautiful my wife looked. She had recently had her hair restyled and with the new clothes She had bought all the building blocks were falling into place. She had just bought a black silk blouse and a black skirt that hemmed just above Her knee. She had never bought stockings in all the years I had known Her, but I knew She was wearing them now because they were amongst Her recent purchases.

 

"You look sensational." I said. She had never taken compliments well, probably because she didn't get many. I think things are about to change for Her.

 

She smiled and gave me a funny look. " Bit over dressed aren't you?"

 

"We're going out aren't we?"

 

"I'm going out. You're going nowhere." It was the first time I felt like she was controlling things. I was about to protest but realized that things were changing and wasn't this what I wanted?

 

"I'm just nipping out for half an hour. While I'm gone I want you to shave yourself. You know what I mean. Everywhere! I've laid out what I want you to be wearing when I get back." And with that she left me. I wandered back to my tiny room and saw a small pair of white silk panties and a collar with a polished metal disc with the engraving 'Cathy's boy.' I went into the bathroom and proceeded to shave off all of my body hair. Fortunately I found the tube of Nair that Cath had left out. I was surprised at how quick and easily my hair was removed with the cream. I'm not a particularly a hairy man but it still took me about an hour to feel confident that I'd removed every hair. I removed the hair that was blocking the drain and tidied the bathroom and returned to my room and dressed in the rest of the clothing that my wife had left out for me, it didn't take me very long. The tiny panties were a couple of sizes too small and covered very little. I fastened the collar around my neck and wondered how long I would have to wait for my Mistress to return.

 

I didn't have to wait long, but what surprised me was that She wasn't alone. I recognized the voices of a couple of Cath's female friends, Karen and Janice. This both excited me and scared me. My wife came down to my room looking very pleased with Herself. She had been for lunch with the girls and had enjoyed a couple of drinks.

 

"Come on. I've got someone I'd like you to meet." She fastened the leash to my collar and I crawled out behind Her. I have known Karen and Janice for about ten years. Karen was a tall attractive blonde divorced about two years ago. She is an amusing woman who enjoys a laugh and I could hear her enjoying a joke with Janice. My entrance into the front room beside my Mistress caused both women to stop laughing immediately. They seemed as uneasy as me, but not for long!

 

"Oh my God!" Exclaimed Janice. "What have we got here? I think that there perception of me until that moment had been that I was very much a man's man, very much the man in charge of the family. How wrong could they have been? I knelt on all fours before them, head bowed. No one knew quite what to say. So my wife broke the silence.

 

"What you see here girls is my new husband. Larry say hello to Karen and Janice."

 

I looked up at the two bemused women and said hello.

 

"Larry wants to become my slave, don't you?"

 

"Yes Mistress Catherine." I quietly mumbled.

 

"I'm sorry I didn't hear that."

 

"Yes Mistress Catherine." I repeated in a firmer voice. The two women had never seen anything quite like this and couldn't believe what they were witnessing.

 

"Is this for real?" asked Janice

 

"Very much so." My wife informed her, and handed her a copy of our contract. I knelt before the women, the silence in the room was deafening as Janice then Karen read through the contract that my wife had drawn up. I couldn't believe what was happening. For years I had had this fantasy and now it was unfolding before me, but I didn't feel horny. I felt really stupid, but this was what I wanted. Wasn't it?

 

"Well, well." Karen said finally. "How wrong can you be about someone?" Endorsing what I thought that Karen had originally thought of me. The contract was finally handed back to my wife and Cath handed it to me.

 

"Sign it." My Mistress ordered. She handed me a pen and the three women watched as I signed the document. Cath signed it and the Janice and Karen witnessed my signature . The signed contract was then handed back to my wife and she folded it and put it in an envelope.

 

"Right were going down to the pool for while. I notice that there's no washing hanging out there so there must be some to do, and there's a pile of ironing that needs to be done isn't there?" My wife enquired.

 

"Yes Mistress." I replied.

 

"I don't expect to tell you to do these things. These things should be done automatically. I won't tell you again. Understand?"

 

"Yes Mistress Catherine."

 

"Before you start make up one of those jugs of punch you do and bring it down to the pool with three glasses."

 

"Yes Mistress Catherine." I obediently replied. The women went down to my wife's room to change and I went about my duties.

 

And that is how my new life started. Nothing startling we haven't broken any new ground as far as setting new standards in Female Domination go but we have only just begun.

 

I'll ask my wife to write Her account one day. I'll be very interested to see what She has to say.

 

My message to anyone reading this is if you are male and have a partner who is reluctant to adopt the FemDom life style. Don't give up. Introduce your partner to Ms Sutton's site and allow her time to absorb and understand all the benefits to be gained by embracing the lifestyle.

 

If you are Female and have listened to your male trying to convince you to 'try it'. Give it a go. My wife is so much more confident and I feel is starting to regret not having taken control years ago.

 

Thank you once again Ms Elise. I will keep you posted on our progress.

  

  

  

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