\Her curiosity had always led her into situations that left memorable marks on her life. This past weekend -- was no exception. She had prepared herself mentally, or so she thought she had, for what she was about to experience. She almost backed out for this was so new and different -- the area of BDSM. And, she wondered about all the people she would meet and a thrill so unexplainable pulsed through her that she felt feverish, nauseated, but more so -- excited!
She met her new mentoring Dom and his mistress for they were going to help initiate her new adventure. They had met socially several times so she would be more comfortable. Therefore on this special night she was to arrive at their house before they continued to the vendor fair and party. They were going to review some of what they had spoken about earlier in conversations so that she would feel as comfortable as possible. The main things that continued to stay uppermost in her mind was that she was to act natural, as if she had been to this type of party before. She was also not to speak to anyone or go to someone's defense. She wore her tight jeans and sweater, and pulled her long dark hair away from her face. Her mentor Dom and his mistress/girlfriend wore black. The plan was to go to the vendor fair and later on to the party.
She could feel her pulse beating fast as they arrived in front of the huge building. It was like a convention center of some sort and she found out that these 'vendors' rented adequate space for selling their items as well as having a 'private party' later. She truly thought she was prepared -- but she soon found out that she was not.
They wandered around the room looking at all the items for sale. Items that she had absolutely no idea what they were to be used for. They bought a pair of handcuffs and a t-shirt. She asked them a few questions about some of the toys/items and when they answered her she would blush. Yet, she still remained curious and couldn't help but take in such an array of toys. She overheard someone complimenting her Dom about her blushing and being quiet. She could see nods of approval although rarely did she hear what was said. There were so many people and the few she did meet personally, she knew she would never remember their names. They then left and came back to their house.
They talked about her obvious shyness and being so quiet. She explained that she was just a bit overwhelmed. It was early still so they watched a movie together before they were to go the 'party'. She was starting to feel a lot more comfortable with them so when he suggested that they all go take their showers and get ready to leave she was stunned to find out that he meant for his girlfriend and her to take a shower together. He raised his eyebrows as if to see if she would protest, but she did not. She saw the spark of approval in his eyes immediately. Although she was nervous and embarrassed, she undressed following the mistress's lead. She talked nonstop which really put her at ease. They washed each other's back, and every inch of skin from head to toe. Her body began to react to the soft ministrations of the mistress and she felt a fire beginning to make her pussy pulsate at her touch and the look in her eyes. And before she knew it, their shower was done. She smiled as they dried each other and she took her hand and led her to the bed. Motioning for her to lay down; she began to rub lotion on her front side, taking special care at her breasts, smiling as her nipples reacted to her touch again. She knew from discussions that she had never been with another woman and that she had always wanted to experience that, and more. Then the mistress asked her to roll over so that she could apply the lotion to her back. She closed her eyes, relishing the delightful sensations her soft fingers brought to life. Her hands rubbed down her back, to her ass, spreading her legs. She did not realize that her Dom was watching, admiring her body awakening beneath the magical touch.
Afterwards, just as suddenly, she stopped and helped her to her feet so they could pick out their clothes to wear for the evening. For her, a long veiled skirt and a sleeveless lace top that resembled a corset, no bra. High heel boots, a little make-up around her eyes, and she was ready. The mistress wore lace up boots, a dress (which was easy to remove), and a little make-up also and voila, they were ready to go.
When they entered the living room they found her mentor Dom waiting for them. He walked over and gave his 'nod' of approval, kissed each of them, and they left for the evening.
When they arrived at the party, all vendors and their wares were gone. The place looked so different now with dim glittering enthralling lights, tables, crosses, equipment all over the place. Music and drinks were filtering around the room and some sort of smell that she could not identify penetrated her nostrils. It felt almost mystical and she could feel herself being pulled into the scene. Her senses were becoming alive.
