If You Dare

This is the first chapter of a fictional tale. As a tale of fiction, it omits many of the safety precautions one should take in a real life situation. Because of this, it should not be considered a template for real life.

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It all started with an ad on a web page. It was an ad she placed requesting a dominant man. A man to take control of her, mind and body. To make her his, and do nasty things to her, for his enjoyment. She needed someone to contort her body and mind, releasing the submissive personality she kept hidden inside. She had tried to release this inner person on her own, but she couldn't accomplish it. All she could bring forth were fantasies in her mind. Fantasies of being forced, and fantasies of being used. Fantasies that only made her hunger more for the real thing.

Her name was Gloria. She was 26 years old. Her life had been OK, but her sex life wasn't what she wanted. Her sex life not fulfilling, she had to search for something more. She had read stories of captive submissives, living life owned by another. She wanted that life. She needed that life. But, it was also difficult for her. A large part of her wanted it to happen, but a small part, in the back of her mind told her it was dangerous. This mental struggle caused a deliciously sensual feeling between her legs. A feeling she wanted to explore.

Her ad was a basic invitation, trying not to seem too needy or wanting. She didn't want to go overboard, or show how she really felt. She was pleasantly surprised she got so many responses, for a basic ad. It was a labor of love to decide which ones she might respond to.

All of them were interesting, and some more than others. They all seemed to offer what she wanted, and some even offered more. But, most of them seemed to be from 'newbies' like her, or dominant 'wannabes'. That wasn't what she was looking for. She was looking for an experienced dominant. She was looking for someone who knew how to bring out her submissive personality. She wanted someone who knew what she longed for deep in this void of her mind. Someone who would make her shiver, when in his presence. None of these responses seemed to be who she was looking for.

Several days passed, and more of the same responses, but nothing that stood out. She was beginning to get discouraged when she received one email that did stand out. It was strange, because of the message itself. There really wasn't one. In the subject line it said 'in response to your ad' and in the body of the message were the words 'if you dare'. That was it, nothing more. Nothing telling her of what he would do to her or anything like that. He didn't call her a bitch or a slut or tell her she must kneel before him, as most of the others did. Just those words 'if you dare'.

This gave her a tingle between her legs. This was getting exciting. But, now it was her turn. If she were to respond to him, what should she say? What would be the proper response to such a message? She thought about it for a couple of days, then she had it. She would respond in the same way he did.

'In reply to your message' was what she put in the subject line. Then, in the body of the message she put 'I dare'. She sat there, looking at the computer screen for a bit, then clicked her mouse to send the message on its way.

A funny feeling washed over her as she saw it go on its journey through cyberspace. It was almost a wish she could stop what she had done. But, that was quickly overpowered by another feeling. A feeling she may have finally made a step towards changing her life for the better. That feeling continued to grow and drown the other out. She sighed with relief and then smiled, as she continued to sit there.

She checked her email every day, for nearly a week, and there were no messages. Just the basic junk mail she always got. She had temporarily removed the ad, to stop the riff raff from filling her inbox. All she wanted to see was one special message.

Then, it came. She almost couldn't control herself. Her palms were wet and her nipples were sensitive. She could see them through her sweater. God, she was getting so excited and she hadn't even opened it, yet. She clicked her enter key and opened the message. As she read it, her excitement increased with each word.

If you are truly looking for domination, you have found it. If at any time you wish to discontinue this domination, you will only need to respond in email form. If you choose to continue, I will send you commands in email form. If, for some reason you don't have what you need to fulfill these commands, you will acquire whatever you need to do so. You will carry out my commands as told, or there will be consequences.

You will punish yourself, whenever I say, in any way I say and for as long as I say. You will pleasure yourself, in this same manner. You will then respond that you have done as I have commanded, and ask what I want you to do, next. If you agree to these terms let me know. If you dare

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Gloria read that message several times. Each time, she read it, she had more thoughts of what it said. Each time, it said the same thing, but it meant different things, in her mind. She knew it meant she would be in the control of this man. She would do what he said, and he could and would have her do things she may not like. This frightened her. But, he did give her an 'out' to be used at any time, if she wanted to stop. And if she continued this relationship, she might find something within herself that she had been in search of for years. So, she sent a message to the man she now would consider her dominant, agreeing to his stated arrangement.

His reply came, the very next day. The first line told her to strip naked before reading any more. So, doing as told, she stood in front of her computer and removed her clothes. By the time she got back to reading, her hands were shaking in anticipation. He was already taking control.

She read the first line again, and that chill found its home. But, reading it while naked, seemed to make it that much more real.

Before reading another word, stand before the computer and remove your clothes. I want you naked, while reading your first commands

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Her upper lip began to quiver, as she continued with the message.

Hello, my pet. You have chosen to continue in this adventure, and I applaud you for that. This tells me a lot about you. It tells me you are willing to do what it takes to achieve a goal. The goal you want to achieve is deep in the thoughts of your mind. I will help you explore these thoughts, and more.

For your first command, you will need a web cam, digital camera, or other means to take a picture you can send to me. If you don't have something, it will be necessary for you to get it, if you wish to continue. This will tell me how determined you are and how devoted you are to fulfilling your dream.

You will bend over the back of a chair, and reach back and hand spank yourself. Not just spank yourself, but you will spank yourself 200 smacks. That is 100 smacks per cheek. I don't care if it hurts your ass or your hand. You must do it.

After you have spanked yourself, you will take a picture of your punished ass, making sure it shows your complete bottom. You will send this picture to me, and I will then decide if your ass is red enough. If it is, you will have passed this test. But, if it isn't red enough, I will give you another command, as punishment. This pattern will continue until I am satisfied. I wait for your picture

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Gloria had never spanked herself before, so that in itself would be a challenge. But, being told to spank herself was kind of exciting. Different thoughts were going through her mind about this, though. She knew the angle would be difficult, to achieve what he expected. And, if he wasn't satisfied she did a good job, what would he have her do, next? This was a little humiliating, too. She was to spank herself, take a picture of her punished behind and send it to him to judge. Above all, though, it was exciting.

One thing in her favor was she had a web cam. Everything else was in his favor. She moved a straight-backed chair up to the computer, and bent over the back of it. She rested her palms on the seat and took a deep breath. She knew she would have to make this quick, to achieve the red bottom he wanted. And, the redness of both cheeks would have to match. She decided on two sets of 50 swats, to achieve that.

So, there she was, naked and leaning over the back of a chair. Her ass was in a vulnerable position, and she was rationalizing the best way to achieve symmetry. She couldn't believe she was in such a position. She was even thinking her left side would take more effort, because she was right handed. She would probably be less accurate with her left hand. It would be difficult. But, this was his first command, and she had to go through with it.

She started with her right hand and counted to herself. The smacks echoed in the room. She had a mirror positioned behind her. She watched her bottom get pink, as this hand kept smacking it. As the reached the first 50, she switched position and started on her left side. Her right side stung considerably, and she still had another 50 swats to go.

Finishing the first 50 on her left side, she stopped to get a look at her bottom. Looking at herself in the mirror seemed a little kinky. She didn't have a habit of checking out her own ass, as a rule. She also thought the redness was not equal to the sting she felt, but it did look symmetrical. Time was against her, so she thought she should continue with the next 100 swats.

Again, she began with her right hand, now smacking her already sore behind. She had just started when she noticed the sting had increased. Each additional smack started to make her wince in pain. By the time she was half way through the second 50 swats, she was feeling like a naughty girl being punished. Her knees got weak and her legs were trembling.

Her poor bottom stung and was hot to the touch as she finished the right side. This time it was difficult for her to keep her balance, as she changed position to finish the left side. She was trembling all over, feeling the part of a punished girl. The sting was just as bad on the left as it was on the right, but she was less concerned about symmetry, now. She just wanted to get through the last 50 smacks. Tears began to form in her eyes, and her whole body was shaking.

By the time she finished the last of the swats her bottom was on fire, and even her hands were sore. But, she couldn't believe the feelings stirring inside her. She didn't really know how to describe it, but she liked how she felt. She felt punished, because her bottom was hot and blotchy. But, she also felt a warm feeling flowing through her she couldn't explain. She quickly surveyed her red bottom in the mirror and then she posed and took the picture.

Gloria quickly turned around and pulled the chair up to the computer. She wanted to get the picture sent off to him. As soon as she sat down, she quickly stood back up. With a whimper, her hands went back to her sore behind, caressing it with care. That result was something she hadn't thought of. Attempting to sit down again, her bottom was too tender, so Gloria finished the email while standing.

The email sent, she went back to the mirror. Bending over the chair, she turned to view the damage. Her bottom was very red. She wondered how long it would last. Had she over done it? She laughed nervously when she noticed it was at least symmetrical. He would surely be pleased with the picture.

She did a lot of standing, for the rest of the day. She didn't even do much sitting the next day. Only that next evening did she begin to sit gingerly in a soft cushioned chair. She was amazed at the feelings this experience brought out. She felt punished, but as if he had punished her. She had done her best to please him when she spanked herself. Submissive feelings were surfacing in her as she waited for his email. She would find out if he was satisfied with her best.

She decided to take a nice hot bath. But, when she lowered herself into the water, her butt felt like it caught fire. The hot water seemed to double the hot feeling. Pushing her hands on the bottom of the tub, she quickly raised her burning ass out of the water. Her quick motion caused a wave of water in the tub that splashed onto the floor. The new pain subsiding, she laughed at how she had just contorted herself. Her arms and legs were still in the water, and her body thrust up keeping her sore behind out of it.

She looked at the water on the bathroom floor and realized just how quickly this had all happened. She slowly lowered her body back into the bath. Again, it was on fire from contact with the hot water. She was able to handle it though, and the pain slowly quieted down. Her behind remained tender, resting on the bottom of the tub.

The next day, she received his reply. He was satisfied with the picture, and told her she had done a good job. He would expect this good work to continue. To reward her, he told her to pleasure herself. But, he gave her some rules to follow.

You will lay on your back in bed, and tie each ankle to the corner of the bed. Be sure to tie your ankles so your legs are spread open and wide, in submissive fashion. Use your fingers and only your fingers to manipulate your clit to orgasm. I will not allow you to use a vibrator or allow anything inside your pussy, while doing this.

While manipulating your clit, think of the spanking you gave yourself, and imagine I was there watching you. For your last command, at the exact instant you cum, pinch your clit between your thumb and first finger until it hurts. I want you to imagine it is me pinching you, as you lay helpless, tied to the bed

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Gloria was getting wet just reading the message. She didn't know he would command her to masturbate, too. But, there it was, in his own words, commanding her to do so. She couldn't wait to get naked and tie her legs as commanded. She made a quick trip to the hardware store and got some rope. She cut two pieces and tied them to the legs of her bed. Then, getting naked, she tied the ends to her ankles. It wasn't easy, but she did it by making a loop in the ends.

She laid back and remembered what his message said. She was only to use her fingers, and only on her clit. And, she was to imagine he was watching her as she spanked her bottom.

Her hand made itsway to her clit, and her index finger started rubbing. She pictured herself bending over and spanking her bottom. Smacking sounds reverberating in the room. She saw him watching her, as if he was judging the spanking. His arms were crossed and his eyes were on her punished behind. Thinking about him watching her, was making her wet.

Her clit was beginning to respond to her touch. Soon, she was squirming on the bed, testing the ropes that held her ankles. Her mind was fixated on him as if he was watching her. Her rubbing intensified as she thought of him telling her to spank harder. Her thoughts took her even further, imagining him walking up behind her, and commanding her to spank herself harder, with each smack. Her hand was feverishly rubbing her clit, as he was admonishing her performance. In her mind, he kept telling her to spank harder and harder.

She enjoyed being in his control, even if it was only in her mind. She made him seem stern, not taking no for an answer. She had to do as he commanded. This feeling flowed through her and a cold shiver went through her. These images were getting very vivid for her, and she was close to cumming. Her clit was throbbing, as she rubbed it between her first two fingers. It was held tightly between them, causing her to moan and squirm.

She imagined him standing at the bottom of the bed, looking at her spread legs. She melted at this image and started to cum. Remembering his last command, she pinched her clit between her thumb and forefinger. In her mind she was tied helpless to the bed, and he had leaned over and pinched her clit. Her orgasm exploded because of this. She screamed as the sensations washed over her. She couldn't believe it. Just the thought of him watching had made her orgasm more powerful.

She lay on the bed, to catch her breath. While lying there, she couldn't help but smile. She had again fulfilled his command. This time, it was also fun. She had made herself cum in just the way he said. Soon, she would be sending him another email. This time she knew he should be happy with her.

Just as she had thought, he praised her for following his commands to the letter. However, he then had other commands for her to follow. The commands were getting more involved, but they also were getting interesting. She read the email to herself...

Hello, my pet. Congratulations are in order. You have followed my commands perfectly. You are a good student. I think you will find this next command interesting. You will go to a sex store and purchase a medium size butt plug and a harness to keep it secured. You will wear this plug and harness under your clothes, to your job. You will wear it for one whole work day, doing what you must to make this possible. This will keep your mind centered on your submissive lessons, and on your plugged bottom. This is also going to be a small humiliation lesson for you. It will be something only you and I know about.

If you feel you can not wear this anal harness for the duration of the day, I don't want you to try. You can wear it for shorter periods and work up to a full day, but the command is to wear it for a complete workday. The quicker you complete this command, the less likely I will issue another command as punishment. Only I will know how long you have for this, just to add a little to the tension of it.

As a word of caution, you must be sure to purchase a medium size plug. This will probably force you to ask a salesperson for help. Yes, that is another little humiliation lesson for you. The act of purchasing a plug for your own bottom should be embarrassing, I would think. At the end of this command, you will still be wearing the anal harness when you sit at the computer to send me the email telling me you have completed this command. You will also explain to me what it felt like to wear this training device while doing your job

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That last part intrigued her. She was to explain how it felt to do her job while wearing a plug up her behind. This would be a learning experience, for sure.

The day was almost over, so she rushed out to find a sex shop. She had always thought they were rather seedy places, but her submissive challenge overpowered it. She was looking forward to going inside. She pulled up to the front of a store she had passed many times, on her way to work. Only a few days before, she wouldn't dare go into the store. Today, she didn't care. She felt more herself than she had ever felt before. She felt she was more alive because of her new experiences.

She walked right into the store and was confronted by all of the different devices of sexual pleasure and pain. This store was jammed with all of the nasty things of her dreams. She stopped abruptly after stepping inside, then slowly walked the aisles with wide eyes at it all.

She saw shackles and cuffs, blindfolds and gags. She saw floggers and paddles, and even full outfits of leather and of latex that had holes in certain spots that made them that much more erotic.

When she came to the vibrators and dildos, she lingered a while. She blushed at some of the shapes and the large sizes, and how some of the vibrators moved. She saw one on display that was rotating in several different ways. Her mind wandered a bit on how that must feel.