I had no idea what a submissive was, so how could I possibly know that I was one? Even more intriguing, how did HE know I was submissive? The point is that he did, and he knew it almost the first time we met. The coming months would be a rollercoaster of lust and learning for me, learning about myself and learning about him. I had to behave and I had to do whatever he said. I quickly learned that was what made me happy and made him happy.