The first time
"Stop there," She spoke to me in a harsh tone, "Now what would you think would be the proper way to do it."
She is Mistress Lynn and the story starts roughly one week ago, it was a Friday night and I went to a hotel with some colleagues to have a drink after work.
Once in the bar this woman caught my eye and from the moment, I saw her I could not keep my eyes of her. She was dressed in a leather dress with thigh-high high heeled boots. But most strikingly were here long blond hair, her piercing eyes and gorgeous lips.
After some time, the woman left the bar and while passing She tapped me on the shoulder and handed me a card before continuing out the bar.
When She passed me, I was just getting a round of drinks so without thinking I put the card away and went back with the drinks. Pretty soon curiosity got the better of me and I decided to have a quick look at the card it just said
Mistress Lynn FD
and a phone number. As I did not understand the card, I decided to wait till after the weekend to ring.
That Monday, after building up some courage I rang the number and the phone was answered. After our initial hello's I stammered, I was always shy around women but She seemed to have an even bigger effect, that I had seen her in the bar on Friday and She had given me her number.
"I remember," Mistress Lynn replied and She followed with, "I assume you know that it is rude to stare?." This made me even more nervous and I could not get out more than a soft Yes.
"Not much of an apology," Mistress Lynn continued, "Did you understand the card?" She then asked and I explained that I did not. Of course, I had heard of BDSM and even sometimes dreamt of it but it was never something I had pursued.
During the remainder of the conversation, She explained a bit more and told me that She saw potential in me and told me to come in the next day for a session if interested.
So that brings us back to today.
The appointment was made for early in the morning and. As I had to work late yesterday that did not give me much time to look up what I was getting into.
I got up early, took a shower and drove to the address She had given me. When I rang the doorbell, the door opened. A voice over the intercom told me to continue down the hallway and go to the black door at the end, knock on the door and wait to be called in.
I knocked but nothing happened, I quickly knocked again and when I was about to walk away thinking somebody had played a joke on me the door opened.
Mistress Lynn was standing in the doorway dressed in a short latex dress paired with thigh high boots with high heels and a small platform. Her arms were covered in long latex fingerless gloves that seemed to draw even more attention to her fierce looking red fingernails. And once again I was struck by the beauty of her long blond hair, the piercing eyes and the bright red lips.
"'As this is your first time here, I will give you 5 minutes to have a look around the room," Mistress Lynn began after She had led me in, "If at any time in these five minutes you feel this is not for you, you can choose to leave and forget we ever met."
And She continued, "However if you are still in the room after five minutes, I will assume that you are willing to start your training."
After that She left me alone in the room, I had a good look around and saw many implements that I did not know, let alone know what they could be used for. Despite this I never felt like I should leave.
After five minutes Mistress Lynn returned to the room and said, "Good you decided to get your due training, so let's start."
"I assume you have had a shower this morning so it is time for you to strip and put your clothes in the locker," Mistress Lynn continued while She walked to the other side of the room. She sat down on what looked like a throne.
Once seated She continued, "When you are done undressing come to me and we can start your training."
I had just finished and put the clothes in the locker. When I closed the locker, I realized there was no key but it still locked.
"Don't worry," Mistress Lynn said, "I will open it for you when I feel that we are done for the day."
I started walking towards the throne.
"Stop there," She spoke to me in a harsh tone, "Now what would you think would be the proper way to do it."
Not knowing what She meant I said, "I do not know."
She then told me, "In the presence of a Mistress a slave (did She just call me a slave?) is supposed to crawl and only when the Mistress allows it, a slave can get up from his knees."
I dropped to my knees and crawled towards the throne, once I got close to the throne, I attempted to sit up straight but Mistress Lynn prevented that by putting the stiletto heel from Her left boot on my shoulder.
"The first task for a slave is always to greet his Mistress and you do that by kissing Her shoes," She said, "And you keep that up until She feels it is enough."
When Mistress Lynn was finished, She gave me a quick nudge with the heel that was on my shoulder and I started kissing her boots following the directions She gave me with the tip of her riding crop. After some time, She took the left heel of my shoulder and put it in front of me indicating with the crop to continue there.
When She felt it was enough, Mistress told me to follow Her, the new lesson still fresh in my head I followed her on my hands and knees to an open space in the room. She handed me the cuffs that She had been carrying and told me to put them around my wrists.
In the meantime, She lowered something from the ceiling. "Give me your left hand," Mistress Lynn said in a commanding tone, the cuff was attached to some bar and the same happened to the cuff on the right hand.
Then She pushed a button and my hands were slowly lifted into the air. "This is one of the moments where you can stand," Mistress smiled at me while She was raising my arms. She only stopped when my toes could barely touch the ground.
Mistress disappeared for a second and came back with a set of similar cuffs just slightly bigger and She put these around my ankles. For the moment She finished this off with fitting a bar (I later learned rightfully called a spreader bar) between the ankle cuffs.
Because of the bar I had to spread my legs a little bit further making it even harder to keep my toes on the ground. When She was done, Mistress Lynn walked to the front of me and told me it was time for some basic rules.
"When you are in MY presence you always keep your eyes lowered and never make eye contact," She started. For the next rule Mistress Lynn explained that I had to present the part of my body that Mistress' attention was directed at,
She gave a demonstration by moving her sharp fingernails towards my right nipple, but in reflex I just slightly pulled away. With a quick swing She gave me a face slap.
"The next rule is quite simple, anytime you fail to live up to Mistress's rules this will be dealt with by way of punishment, no excuses."
"And finally, but probably most importantly, when you are with me, you are MY slave. There is no room for arguments, you are to do as I say," Mistress finished.
"Do you understand these rules?" She asked while moving her face close to mine.
Just when I was about to answer, I got another slap in the face.
"I forgot to mention that You are only allowed to speak after express permission from Your Mistress, and that applies here in the studio but also if we were to ever be together outside the studio," Mistress told me.
After declaring the rules the Mistress started exploring my body making some remarks, but She seemed not entirely unhappy.
"Now I still need to punish you for not crawling so let's do that now, now that you are in such a comfortable position." She walked away and I quickly tried to steal a glimpse.
When She came back, She just said, "I saw that," and showed me a hood that She had taken from the wall. She put the hood on and closed the flaps in front of the eyes. I was in complete darkness now.
I could hear her walk away again as I heard the sound of those wonderful heels on the wooden floor. Moments later I could hear her come back She stopped a few steps away from me and then I felt a stinging pain on my ass cheeks I quickly realized that She apparently was using the riding crop to administer the promised punishment.
I am a big man and have always believed to be well able to cope but after just three lashes from this gorgeous but oh so mean Mistress I started cursing as a release for the pain.
Mistress stopped the whipping, walked away again and came back pretty quickly, this time She pushed a ball gag in my mouth and told me to be quiet before continuing. Pretty soon Mistress was finished with the punishment and started lowering the bar that held my hands up.
Once it was fully lowered the bar was unhooked from the hoist, but remained between my wrist, so did the bar between my legs. I quickly went back on my hands and knees (after all I did not want to repeat that punishment again).
Mistress Lynn grabbed the ring that was attached to the top of the hood and started leading me through the room.
When She stopped, Mistress Lynn said "Crawl on and lie down on your back." I crawled on the bed with some difficulty and once I was on, Mistress started attaching the wrist cuffs to the bed posts.
Once my wrist were secured She removed the bar between my ankles. She then crawled on the bed and opened up the eye flaps so that I could see again.
"Time to learn to control the proper reactions to the attention I will be giving you," Mistress told me. "I have a really nice game for this."
She started off by getting a piece of rope and a ball stretcher, She attached the ball stretcher to my balls and then attached the rope to the eyelet on one side of the stretcher. She then told me to bend my knees so that they were at a 90-degree angle and started to work the rope through the rings of the ankle cuffs with the ankles slightly apart and then back to the other eyelet on the ball stretcher.
