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My Bdsm Journey With Mark

My Bdsm Journey With Mark

by bente24
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I am Bente. A 27-year-old woman in the Netherlands. I enjoy sharing some of my special experiences online. One, in particular, stands out. It was with someone older, and we had a strange but very intense and special friendship for a while. His name was Mark.

We met during my studies at university. I worked in a pub on the weekends, and he was a regular. He had been married but divorced several years earlier. We started having chats and drinks after my shifts and got on well. We just clicked and became friends despite the age difference -- he was 58 and semi-retired. We got to really know each other well. He helped me with moving flats and gave me furniture, etc.

One night after several drinks, I discovered he had a secret side to him.

He left our table to use the restroom and left his phone on the table. It was just sitting there in front of me when a woman messaged him several times saying she had done everything he told her -- and she called him "Master". I saw the test previews briefly on his screen. One said she'd not had an orgasm since they last met. It was erotic, but it shocked me at first, never having expected this from him.

When he returned to the table and saw the messages he blushed with embarrassment. It was an awkward but funny moment and I admit, I teased him, called him "Master". I knew about BDSM, of course, from watching porn, but I'd never had any real experience with it in any of my relationships.

The wine helped us both to relax and apologized for having the messages shared by accident. And though I still teased him, I was open-minded and we started talking about it.

Mark told me he'd been doing this for many years, that he had his own play studio at home and frequently met several submissive people. I was genuinely interested and curious.

After our chat that night I kept thinking about it and imagining things. I started watching more BDSM porn. When we next met, a week or two later, I made sure I had time to sit with him again and chat some more. It was summer and we sat on a terrace in a corner, talking quietly.

He was surprised I wanted to talk and know more, but happy to talk to me about it. He explained many things. He told me he mostly met female subs, all older than me. We exchanged email and phone numbers. Over time, he began to share pictures with me, gave me links to porn movies that he believed were good and we started discussing it via WhatsApp as well. All about domination and submission

I became very curious! I found myself beginning to fantasize about it despite the fact that Mark was always saying I was young and never hinted that I should try it. Until one night...

I was out with friends when Mark texted me around 10 PM, telling me to check my email. Anticipating something private, I excused myself and went to the restroom to check my mail. In the email, he said that he would be meeting a woman for a session in an hour and they both invited me to watch live on Skype if I wanted.

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I was shaking. He gave me his Skype - told me he'd switch his cam on and I could watch live. This was a complete surprise. I never expected it. I texted back that I would love to watch, told my friends some excuse and went straight home.

I cycled home quickly. My heart was racing and my knees shaking. I came home, a small top floor flat, closed the curtains, switched my laptop on and logged in. He was already online. Mark told me to just watch, and he'd discuss how I felt afterwards.

I could see and hear them, but my mic and cam were off, so the link was only one way.

His cam came on and I saw a dark room. Few lights. My heart was pounding!

Then I saw Mark bringing in the woman. She was completely naked. Later he told me this was the woman who texted him the night I saw his messages. She looked beautiful and was blindfolded. He put leather straps on her wrists and ankles. He then tied her wrists to ropes from the ceiling and pulled her up until she stood on her toes.

Mark then left the room and I just saw her hanging/standing there for a few minutes. When he came back... OMG... he was just wearing a leather mask and leather vest. It was the first time I saw him like that! It was a massive shock, but also incredibly arousing.

I had felt horny from the moment he invited me to watch earlier that evening, now I quickly shed my clothes, spread my legs and began touching myself as I watched.

Seeing him like this... it was strange and also very erotic, like I somehow had seen it before. It's difficult to explain but I loved seeing him naked and so confident... and yes... his penis looked impressive!

He started feeling her, stroking her and then slapping her. Her breasts, her bum and her thighs.

He came close and grabbed her hair, said things I couldn't hear. He felt and touched her everywhere. He possessed her.

He took a multi-tailed flogger and walked around her, flogging her as he went. I could her moaning with pleasure. He put nipple clamps on her and then untied her and moved her to a wooden cross. I had my first orgasm that night as I watch him apply the nipple clamps.

At the cross, he tied her wrists and ankles wide, spreading her open towards the camera. He adjusted the cross until she lay almost horizontal and sat on a stool in between her legs.

I saw that Mark became hard, and how he even stroked himself briefly a few times. He prepared several toys on the table next to him. I couldn't quite see all the time what he used or how, but she loved it!

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Every time she was close to cumming, he stopped and flogged her. Thighs, breasts or carefully on her pussy. He brought her close to orgasm many times.

After a while he took a big magic wand. He stood in between her legs... held the wand against her pussy.

I saw how Mark was leaking. I'd never actually seen a man leak like that.

He became more vocal now and asked her if she was a good slut. She moaned louder and said, "Yes Master". Eventually he continued to hold it against her clit and she came. It was intense! She kept cumming, non stop. He made her orgasm continuously. I came again. She screamed. I came again. She begged him to stop. Finally, he did.

She kept shaking for a bit while he put his toys away. He then untied her, and very gently helped her off the cross. He held her and they hugged for a while. It looked so loving and beautiful. He stroked her hair as she rested her head on his shoulder. He had explained this part to me many times, the importance of being close afterwards, the need to look out for her emotional well-being.

They kissed briefly and she went down to her knees, opened her mouth and gave him oral. Mark held her head and slowly fucked her mouth. It. didn't take long before he started shaking and came in her mouth. After his orgasm she swallowed, and he helped her back up. He guided her out of the room, walked up to the camera and blew me a kiss. Then he switched it off.

The entire scene had lasted a little over an hour and left me exhausted. I stayed naked on my sofa and soon he called me. He told me that the woman had left, and he wanted to know how I felt. I was completely honest about how I felt, what I had done, which part turned me on most, etc. He was sweet, sexy, made me feel amazing.

Mark told me to masturbate again while on the phone with him, but not to orgasm, just close. Then I stopped and he told me to slide a finger in deep. I did as he told me.

He then told me to suck my finger and taste myself. After I did this, he said, "Welcome to the new you!" He said if I was up for it, that he would tell me when my next orgasm would be.

I agreed.

I did feel as something had changed in me. I'd never felt submissive before.

Before we hung up, he told me to take selfie of the new me and send it to him. I did. One from high above so he saw my entire body on the sofa. I definitely felt a new kind of arousal.

This was the night that our friendship became erotic. We also continued our regular chats, but they often would become sexual. In the year that followed, I had around eight sessions of my own with him. But this was the beginning...

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