"There are 3 trials before I will consider you as my slave." I kept my voice soft as I handed the man across from me a glass of wine.
His hand shook ever so slightly as he took it from my grasp and I allowed myself a small smile. Nerves were very common for a first time submissive, and it only served to arouse my senses as I watched him swallow hard as I sat next to him, barely touching his flesh with my own.
"You will be expected to perform all duties in each task. I am not an unreasonable Mistress, however I do expect you to comply to my every request. Is that clear?" I turned my head ever so slightly toward his face, my deep brown eyes searching his own for any signs of hesitation.
He cleared his throat before meeting my gaze. "I will do anything for your pleasure Mistress. My wish is to serve you completely."
"Stand before me slave." My voice lost its softness and the difference seem to take him a little by surprise before he stood in front of me, his broad shoulders pulled back as a sign of strength.
"I expect a full inspection before we begin. Remove your clothing slave, but do it slowly."
I leaned back in the chair and bought the wine glass to my crimson lips as I watched him slowly unbutton his shirt. Still nervous, he had to attempt the top button twice before his trembling fingers finally managed it, then, realising he was being judged, he continued without further impediment.
Shrugging his shirt from his shoulders, he let it fall to the floor as he started to turn in a full circle for my careful observation.
"Thwack!" The noise of the paddle striking his denim covered ass reverberated in the room and he gasped audibly at the sudden pain that immediately followed.
Turning toward me he looked bewildered and I raised my hand to his face and held his chin within my long fingertips, forcing him to look down from his 6' 1" height to my much smaller stature.
"You do not leave clothes on the floor slave." I said through clenched teeth. "I will not be your mother, is that clear? Consider this a warning." I let my fingernails dig ever so slightly into his flesh as I spoke, and when I released him from my grip I noticed the small half crescents denting his lightly stubbled jaw.
"Please Mistress, I lost my head. This will never happen again my Lady." He spoke quietly and kept his eyes downcast as he knew my displeasure this early could mean the end.
He bent at the waist and collected his shirt, folding it neatly and placing it onto the chair that I indicated with a movement of my head.
"Continue slave."
Once again he raise his eyes slightly and removed the thick black belt from around his waist before starting to take it to the chair.
"Bring it here." I knew I didn't need to tell him what I needed, he was certain to pay attention after the first taste of the paddle.
I held the leather in my hands and gave it a testing flex. I smiled broadly as I thought how this poor unsuspecting man had just handed me his punishment for the next time he displeased me.
Bending low to the ground he soon removed his shoes and socks, placing them neatly with his shirt, before unzipping his jeans and tugging them down his well muscled thighs.
I stood once more and indicated he should turn for me. With his back to me, I slowly traced my nail down his spine to the crack of his ass. He shuddered at my touch and I knew he was hard before he turned back toward me.
I traced the line of his arm as he turned and then his chest, running my fingers lightly through the thick hair before reaching his nipples.
"Remove the rest of your clothing slave."
He was shaking as he stepped from his jockey shorts, his large erection springing free and pointing straight toward me.
Running my fingers down his sides I traced the contours of his hips before taking a step back.
"Your first test is how well you take commands slave. You may not do anything, nor touch anything without my permission. If you wish to ask me for something you may address me as Mistress. Any time wasting questions will be reason for punishment."
He nodded his head eagerly, his excitement at being at my mercy quite evident.
"Kneel at my feet." As he sank to his knees I placed my right foot onto his shoulder, allowing him a look at my glistening pussy, which lay uncovered beneath my black skirt. He blinked and swallowed a few times, his chest rising and falling with the effort to control himself.
"Remove my boots slave and kiss my feet." The order was a simple warm up so he would know his requirements for the future.
Carefully he moved his hands up the supple leather of the red boot and gently cupping the back of my knee in his right hand, he unzipped the boot with his left before easing it off my foot, careful to ensure my balance was not once compromised.
His mouth was wet and war as he slid my toe into his mouth, careful licking it and swirling his tongue around it before sucking it in and out. His left hand caressed my instep as he took more toes in with the first, swirling his tongue between the gaps and keeping his eyes on mine.
I took my foot from his shoulder and replaced it with the other for him to repeat the process. He didn't disappoint, lavishing as much attention to left foot as he had its partner.
I leant forward and pushed him backwards with my foot, watching him lose his balance and watch me carefully in case he had displeased me.
"Mistress? Do I not please you correctly?" His voice wasn't whining or pathetic, more wanting to convey his desire for me to be happy.
"You will do thus far slave. Now I want to explore your restraint." I moved past him and clicked my fingers, indicating he should follow.
"You will not always be required to pleasure me orally slave. Not unless I have asked or you have a genuine desire. Even then I may rebuff you. You will be required to please me as I ask, when I ask. You will not be allowed to touch yourself or to cum without my permission." I took a breath and looked at him careful, gauging his reaction to the last stipulation.
His nod said it all. "I'm yours as you desire My Lady." He murmured, leaning against the gentle caress of my fingers through his hair.
Suddenly I tugged it back and forced his face close to my own.
"I require you to have complete trust in me slave. Any hesitation will be a waste of both of our time. I am a generous Domme, but I expect nothing but complete subservience. Anything you do that displeases me will cause me to punish you. Punishments vary as will the pain level. I do not wish to cause you any great injury, but you will certainly feel the punishment. Is that clear?"
I caressed his hair again as he took in everything.
"When may I begin my service of you my Mistress?" Was his only reply. This was going to work out well.
" Your first test has already began, my love, now I start testing you properly." I whispered next to his ear before giving it the slightest nip.
It seemed that with each of my touches, my willing new slave got a jolt rushing through his taut body. His breathing grew heavier as my fingers trailed once more through the furry down on his broad chest before circling his nipples delicately.
"This is always about pleasure slave. What makes me happy is what you will endure. It is not about your orgasm, it is about servitude and with servitude comes benefits." I paused briefly and stilled my fingers on his rosy, tight bud.
Ever so slightly I began to pinch and twist first his left nipple, then his right, the pressure and force increasing as he tried not to cry out in pain.
I dropped my gaze to his cock, stiffening obscenely now, precum dripping freely from the slit, pooling onto his naked thigh.
"I will show you realms of pleasure and pain slave." I whispered in his ear, pushing him backward on the bed, his head landing squarely on the pillow.
Moving catlike I stretched myself fully above him, continuing to pinch and tweak his nipples between my fingertips firmly, before lowering myself to sit across his thighs, his throbbing hot cock resting against my pussy.
He moved beneath me and was quickly rewarded to a fierce pinch of both nipples, causing him to howl out in pain. Silently he stared up at me, waiting to see if that was the end of the punishment.
"You are not to move unless you are given permission my pet." I whispered as I bent toward his ear, leaning my large breasts in direct contact with his mouth.
"In time you will be allowed free reign; but right now it's about your trial."
I dipped my nipple into his opened, moist mouth and moved it back and forth against his lips. I could tell he was fighting his instincts, his hands were clenched tightly amongst the sheets, the fine beads of sweat of his brow a certain sign.
"You are free to use only your mouth slave."
He didn't need any further encouragement and greedily he clasped my dusky nipple between his teeth, his rough tongue licking and tasting me thoroughly before releasing it from his teeth and moving his head to the other. He didn't follow the same tactic, this time slowly licking my pale flesh before darting his tongue across my nipple with maddening expertise.
I could feel my juices begin to coat my thighs and I rocked a little closer to his cock, allowing him to feel the effect being a good slave has on me.
The heat of my pussy sent him into a licking and sucking frenzy, drawing me closer and closer to release, but this was about his limits not my own.
Abruptly I pulled away and rocked back on my knees. Leaning to one side I opened the drawer of the bedside table and removed 2 sets of stainless steel cuffs. These weren't the plastic ones that can be released through pressure, oh no. These required a key, any that was the one in my possession.
