This is something from my near past and I'd like to share, it is a work of fiction in so much that I'll be changing names to protect the individual in question. As for me I've been in the lifestyle for nearly 40 years now and have done many things, first and foremost of those things is learn and keep learning. I am solely responsible for the content and any mistakes in this story, and any resemblance to any person living or dead is purely coincidental. If you like what you read, please remember to vote and leave a comment. Now on with the show.
I like collage towns; they have lots of bars and places to hangout and a huge transit population every year. Right now, I was one of those there to study and learn only my path was Commerical Hardhat Diving. Now in the Great State of Texas there's only one place to do that at. I won't mention the name of the school but if you know, you know. I was in a bar over by UH on a Thursday evening simply because the bar over by my school was more of a weekend hang out.
I was sitting by the bar so I could keep an eye on the main door, an old habit I had picked up in the military and other places. Several groups of girls had walked in but nothing about them excited me, as a Master you always look at those you like to enslave and judge what kind of a submissive, they would be. The loud brash girls or the super pretty ones, those used to getting their own way are a pain to train unless you have a lot of free time and can make her disappear for several weeks to properly break them.
I heard and then saw 5 girls coming in the door and there was something that piqued my interest immediately, she was the last one in and sort of hung back while her 'friends', went to the bar and ordered drinks. She looked so out of place and just a bit mousey with the others who dressed flashier and had taken more time with their makeup. They paid for their drinks and took a table just a few over from mine and kept right in talking luckily the music being played was up high enough to drown them out somewhat.
I studied my target who like me was up against the wall and simply listening to the music and the others talk. I caught her eye and smiled at her then nodded, even from 20 feet away and in a dim bar room I could see her blush. She obviously wasn't used to having anyone flirt with her and I knew she would be the one I would be going home with tonight.
As the night wore on, I watched her friends get up to dance and would go over to talk with her. Her name was Sara, and she was studying engineering at UH, which is well known for that program. She asked what I was studying, and I let her know not only what but were. She told me that she had never heard of that field, I just laughed and told her that if you put something in the water, wanted it inspected or needed it pulled out I was the idiot that would go do it.
I found out other things about her and by 11:00pm she was intrigued to learn more about me and the things that I really liked, I just smiled at her. 'You will come home with me and I'll show you the ropes of life Sara.' I told her and then told her to tell her friends she was leaving. I liked the way her eyes kind of glazed over when I commanded her and then took her arm and led her outside to my car. I placed her in the passenger seat and buckled her in. I watched her melt and knew she was submissive.
'Tell me Sara what do you know of the BDSM lifestyle?' I asked her and she had some knowledge. I looked over at her and simply smiled as I took my exit and the drove up to the apartment I was renting and led her in. It was a typical guy's place, equipment bags by the door and some secondhand furniture, there was some other things that I had built that was to big for my bedroom.
'Take off your shoes Sara and come stand before me.' I told her as she eyed my St. Andrews cross and spanking horse that I kept behind the sofa. I looked her over yet again and liked what I saw. 21, 5'5" around 130 long brown hair and brown eyes, 36C tits and a nice firm ass that was well packed into her jeans. 'I want you to go into the bedroom, on the wall you'll see shelves, on them are some of the tools of my lifestyle.' I told her. 'If what you see excites you, I want you to come back out here in just your panties and nothing else. If you come out dressed, I'll take you back to the collage and nothing more will be said.'