BDSM Love Story – Kink Master BB & Mistress LilyBae

Our BDSM Love Story. Hello beautiful people, my name is Master BB. I am writing this on behalf of myself and my wife, Mistress Lilybae. I have been given an opportunity to share our story and how it came to be that Lilybae and myself discovered BDSM. How it has changed our lives on personal and relationship levels as well as the social aspects. 

Where it all began

We have been together for ten years and married for five, we also have a nine-year-old disabled daughter. Our relationship started from very unlikely, yet fate driven circumstances as at that point in our lives we were both crying out for help. Our families go way back to before either of us were born through connections of our parents. An interesting side note is that we both have memories of us sharing a bath together when we were only a few years old, the connection was already made. 

Our families went different directions and connection was lost for many years, until my mother and Lilybae’s Aunty reconnected their friendship. We were 20 years old at this time and Lilybae was in a relationship with a guy and living with him, while I was introduced to the rest of her family. To keep the remainder of the details as brief as possible because the intricate aspects of what lead to these events are deep and would take ample time to explain. So, I shall continue from the most notable part of the story.

We finally met under circumstances where I found myself homeless. Through heavy rain and thunderstorms, I walked to the only place I felt I could find refuge, Lilybae’s mothers house. By the hands of fate, I was greeted by Lilybae while she sat on the front steps having a smoke and reading a book. She had broken up with her boyfriend and had only recently moved back home. She ran inside to retrieve a towel for me as they invited me inside from the rain. From this point we were completely inseparable, only a month later she was pregnant and together we decided to start a family and move out together.

It was a very impulsive time of our lives as you can see.

Journey together

Ten years later and we have spent only a week apart due to my work and we have the most incredible relationship. We are drawn to each other in every way, not a day goes by that we do not come together. Yes, I meant that in a sexual context. We have hit every bump and pothole imaginable on this long and winding road that we ride, but we ride, and we die together. 

We have both struggled with mental health issues on both ends of the spectrum. For me I grew up with anger issues, deep and complicated self-induced psychosis and paranoid delusions. I was completely anti-social to the point I didn’t carry a phone for 4-5 years and rejected all forms of social media. Lilybae’s state was complete isolation and empathy, where she was stuck in the grip of anxiety and depression but had an overwhelming desire to please others at her own expense. Often pushing herself further into what she called her “bubble”. She didn’t have a voice and I often had rants that lasted into the early hours of the morning, we didn’t have a circle of friends and we came from broken dysfunctional families. We only had each other, our daughter and the desire to find our way. 

Every step and every decision we make together. Every issue we have been presented with we have faced together. We are not just two people who came together and made love, we are two people who were born to be together. The interesting part in all of what makes our story so complicated is that neither of us truly knew who we were.

As individuals we were so very broken and scattered that any semblance of identity was lost to us. Yet we knew it was through each other that we would somehow find it. Year after year we placed ourselves upon the grindstone and ate away at the external mess that had caked itself on us. We experimented and tried countless different paths and directions and changed so many things, yet nothing felt honest and true. We would start over and begin the search once again, hoping to find what would stick.

We opened our relationship and brought in people for sex, we will not deny that it hurt people in the process. Truth is it caused me a lot of confusion as feelings for other people started to become a challenge to navigate. The one thing that I put as the only real reason why we are still together is because we communicate. We openly communicate with honest brutality because if we fail to be honest with each other what would be the point of going through this ordeal. That is not something we can accept, so even if feelings get hurt, we deal with it and overcome it. We grow. 

Reconcile or die

So, in saying all this I haven’t touched on the topic of BDSM because like any good story there is build up and anticipation. There is always a climactic event that forces the situation, the characters or the environment to change, or all the above. This is what happened to us, by my hand. After a decade of building, it took me only a few months to nearly destroy it.

There was another woman, what other catalyst could it have been. Because of our open status I started a relationship with a woman from another state, I never met her. It was a relationship based on mutual interest and intellect, conversations that were stimulating. It got out of hand so fast, each day I had sunk deeper into it and lost sight of what’s around me. Eventually causing such damage that Lilybae and myself separated and I was on the edge of running. The shame I feel is unspeakable but without admitting the destructive capacity of my actions this story cannot be told. 

I have witnessed darkness, I revelled in it and made it home. Prior to Lilybae it was all I knew, but during this time of separation the darkness, the pain, the utter despair that both of us felt is not something any person should have to endure. I can try to describe just how it felt, death would not have brought comfort or mercy. I was caught in the jaws of a vice that applied pressure till it felt as if my whole body was breaking, my spirit, my mind, my soul. 

Yet fate had different plans. 

She came home after a long and difficult conversation. Circumstances played into this, and we were given two options, reconcile or die. That is how we both truly felt, there is no life worth living if we aren’t together. So we both made the conscious decision to start fresh, with open eyes but this time we were hellbent on finishing what we started.

Kink discoveries

The energy was different, the passion was heightened, and we experienced life in a very different way from this point onwards. Might I add all this took place at the end of 2020, widely considered the worst year in modern history, for us it truly was. We started 2021 with a fire that we had never felt before. This fire raged and still rages and will rage till our lives are extinguished. 

As dramatic as it seems, it is. It’s because of what happened I make a daily choice to be happy and do away with anger while she is in the pursuit to exit that bubble. One afternoon I was taking a shower and I had the cheeky idea to make her laugh, she had a pair of pink lace panties hanging over the shower glass. I put them on and called her in, she was in shock, but she laughed so hard. Something I had not done for her in years, it was a spark.

Days and weeks that followed I found myself thinking about it more and more. It intrigued me that I found such joy in not just in the act of making her laugh but by wearing them. It changed something inside of me.  I did it a few more times, then asked her to put makeup on me, to paint my nails and straighten my hair. It became a little hidden thing that we both found to be a huge kink we both enjoyed, she is bi-sexual so it fit in her fantasy perfectly. It began to be a thing we did so regularly that she started taking me shopping for my own clothes so I would stop wearing hers and now I have my own collection of my own. 

What I finally understood was that all my issues from my childhood and adolescent years was because I was hiding. How common of a story is it that we hear nowadays, but for me I was living it. She watched all these changes over the years, but this was different, it was authentic and real. A feminine side to me had been exposed and in all my life I hadn’t felt such personal acceptance of myself. 

BDSM love story

From there it exploded, and we felt comfortable exploring our relationship and our sex life in a much more creative way. Over the years we had dabbled in BDSM like activities but what most in the community would consider very beginner. Restraining the hands or feet with makeshift pieces of material or whatever we had laying around, roleplay and that sort of thing. It was only really till a certain event not too long ago might I remind you, that the doors flung wide open. After we had a session I stopped her in the hallway, I dropped to both my knees at her feet as I was overcome with emotion. The guilt inside me for all the pain that I had caused had built up so much that what followed spilled out of me without warning.

I said to her this:

“I offer you my power, I ask you to take control of me, of this relationship and guide it by your hands. For when power is mine it becomes chaos and that causes too much pain. Whatever power you decide to return to me will return back to you at the end of each day as I beg of you to please release me of this burden. I will submit to you, I will do all that you ask when you ask of it and I will learn to listen and speak only when required to do so. You are my wife but by becoming my mistress you can have a power over me that before we could not see.

I worship the very ground you walk upon, your entire existence gives my life value. It’s only through this that I see for us as a way to progress in our lives otherwise we will return to our old ways and I will inevitably cause more harm. If punishments are needed I will take what you deem fair, and together I believe we can learn this new way of being. It may seem strange at first but I feel that you are ready for this and once you taste it on your lips, it will be as if it always was. Will you?”

She looked me dead in the eyes and said “Yes.”

Word for word I cannot recall the exact words I said on that night but that is my clearest recollection of them. I felt I needed to add that in there to show transparency of our situation.

Submission and liberation

The days that followed seemed almost like a dream, like we had moved into a space we were so unfamiliar with yet oddly at home in. We had many discussions about the boundaries and protocols that our new Domme and Submissive relationship had become. As we spoke, we felt more and more connected and then began conducting our play. Without hesitation we assumed our roles and the pieces of our lives puzzle started to fit together.

Lilybae’s natural state is submissive, it’s with me that she becomes dominant. I am naturally a dominant personality but with her I choose to submit. For us to both feel comfortable and safe, while maintaining a more playful approach we prefer to identify as a switch couple. We both enjoy all aspects of the BDSM spectrum at varying levels and tastes.

Lilybae is all about receiving pleasure, she comes first, and she comes often. That’s perfectly fine for me because ever since my first sexual encounter at quite a young age which also had BDSM elements to it I have always focused on giving pleasure before my own gratification is met. So in many ways I am more experienced and knowledgeable about this than she is, but she has the capacity to facilitate it unlike the rest. We are both deviants at heart and vanilla was something we were never interested in. 

That brings us to where we find ourselves at present. We concluded that by finding out so much about ourselves in such a short amount of time after such difficult processes to get to where we are was liberating. We feel that the search is no longer necessary, and we have truly found what makes us who we are. It’s through a close couple of friends of ours that we have become more social in our lives as they are also in this lifestyle. Although far more experienced they remain private in their conduct yet have invited us to some parties. Here we experienced the true feeling and energy of the BDSM community within our local town, suddenly we didn’t feel so alone.

We found our place in this world at last. 

Mistress LilyBae & Kink Master BB

Due to the life we have lived, being so withdrawn in the shadows and away from society. Finding what we have found we have felt compelled to share what we have. That is why we both decided to take the biggest risk of our lives and begin our pursuit to put on our own personal exhibition. Inviting people along for the journey to watch and observe us is a thrill we shunned for so long.

We no longer want to be afraid of who we were or who we are. We are excited and passionate about the discoveries we have made and cannot hold it back from the expressions that we make. Creating a social media presence and eventually further online content is our goal. We want this life that we walk to be of value to us and to those who wish to share in it. We no longer want to live a life of not having this and not having that and struggling day to day doing things we would rather not do. 

Everyone has a different perception of what BDSM is and what it means to them, for us its expression of ourselves. Its excitement, it’s a fantasy that we get to live and truly embody in our day to day lives. To do away with the mundane and have purpose in what we do, to have pride in who we are. If we are able to share our story and encourage others while improving the quality of our life, then how can we not take the reins and ride. 

BDSM journey forward

We have only begun our BDSM journey, but it honestly feels like it has been a lifetime of preparation for what we are embarking on. It’s our life purpose to create and show what we do. We know from here it will not magically get easier because there will still be many circumstances ahead that will test us. The difference is that what we are doing is what we want to do for ourselves. Together with the courage and determination and trust in one other to succeed at life is the force behind us. It’s only through BDSM that we can break down our self-made facades and complicated mental issues and overcome them. It teaches us things about ourselves that no other activity or practice could ever have done, trust me when I say we tried them all. 

Through bondage and inflicting and receiving pain we are free from it. We are free to express all that we are without limitations within the safe boundaries of trust and loyalty. Our relationship has never been stronger or more exciting and it is because of this we move forward. Great things lay ahead for us, of that we are certain. By the slap of a belt or the crack of a whip, by the still cries of pain as the leather strikes the skin we press forward. By the removal of senses, we are awakened, by being restrained we are free. 

Thank you for taking time to read our BDSM love story, we appreciate and love all our beautiful people and we hope you enjoy our exhibition. Together we will grow, together we will learn and together we will thrive. 

We are Mistress Lilybae and Kink Master BB. Join us on our BDSM journey on Instagram @kinkmasterbb.

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Thank you for sharing your personal and intimate story with us kinksters. I wish you both a happy, healthy and kinky future together.

Much kink love

Podopheleus

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