I took one last look around the converted living room and smiled to myself. Satisfied that everything was in place, I went into the first bedroom to wait and settle my nerves. Jeremy and I had purchased a small house in downtown and did some, shall we say, 'unique remodeling' so I could try out my long-held desire of being a professional Domme. I mean, why not earn some big money on the weekend while also giving my Dark Goddess a chance to come out and play? Best of all, I could set the rules and not have to deal with my customers after I was done with them.
This room had a simple desk with a computer on it so I could watch some femdom videos while I awaited my first customer. Sitting next to the computer screen were some monitors that were streaming the video feeds from various security cameras we had put up. There were a dresser and closet for my various outfits and a makeup desk.
I heard a car pull up and looked at one of the camera feeds. Here was Daniel, my first customer, right on time. He had contacted me from my online ad and after we exchanged emails to work out the details, I decided to take a chance and take him on as my first customer. I clearly explained that there was going to be no sex involved, and not to expect anything from me but what he was paying for; to show up, serve my needs and to be whipped soundly. He readily agreed and we set the time, date and my fees.
He looked around nervously as he walked up to the front door. "Not too bad looking either," I thought to myself. Average height, good build, mid-forties and clean shaven. He was about to knock then saw the dark red envelope taped to the door. He removed it and opened it up. I had put a note in there that read;
Daniel,
If you wish to proceed, you may enter my dungeon. You are to remain in the entryway and follow the instructions on the desk to your left.
Mistress Wendy
He took one more look around then reached out and opened the door stepping inside. I saw him enter the entryway from another camera then close the door behind him. On the top of a small table I had written up another set of instructions;
Daniel,
You desire to continue has pleased me. You are to put the recompense for my time and energy into the envelope on the table. Then remove your clothes, fold them and your last free action will be to put the collar around your neck to show me that you are willing to submit. Await your mistress here on your knees which will be your proper submissive position.
Mistress Wendy
I saw him remove several bills from his wallet, fold them and put them into the black envelope I left on the table solely for that purpose. I enjoyed seeing him remove his clothes in my monitor. It seems he got over any reticence as he did so with alacrity. Once they were all removed and he was buck naked, he folded them per my instructions and set it on the table as well. I was pleased that he looked good naked, not flabby at all which would have made my whipping him not as much fun. He was obviously very excited as his cock was already standing at full attention. He took up the wide leather collar and fastened it around his neck, then rotated it so the large metal ring was in front. He completed my last instruction by lowering himself to the cold tile floor onto his knees.
I felt butterflies in my stomach, was I really about to go through with it? Finally get to see my dark fantasy come to fruition?
Checking myself one last time in the full-length mirror I was satisfied that I looked the part. I had put on my black corset, long black leather boots, and black gloves. Makeup was still perfect, dark eyes and red lips with my hair slightly slicked back. I had to admit that I was looking great. "Time to get on with it, no time like the present," I said to myself. "Get into the role of his Domme." Picking up my crop I felt the power it gave me as I made my way into the hallway.
Dan looked at me as I slowly made my way down the short hallway. A breath escaped him and he muttered, "Wow...."
I looked down at him and in a stern voice reprimanded, "You are only to speak if spoken to, do I make myself perfectly clear Danny?"
"Yes, Ma'am"
I lowered my crop and touched his chest, "You will address me as 'Mistress Wendy', as I am most definitely am not a 'ma'am'".
I circled his kneeling body, dragging my crop across his wide shoulders. "Keep that back straight," I said as I got behind him tapping it with my crop, "proper posture and bearing is important in my subs". He straightened up and I tugged on the collar, "Not nearly tight enough, Danny. This isn't for your comfort but your control. Now, tell me why you are here and what you expect to happen to you."
As I undid the clasp on his collar he began, "I'm here to submit to you, Miss Wendy. You are going to whip my ass and punish me however you..." The rest was cut short as I pulled the collar tightly around his neck and refastened it.
"That's right, Danny. I am going to punish you.... Hard. I'm sure you deserve it and I can see by your dick you want it too. Now I have one important rule for your safety; if you are approaching your limit you can tell me the word, 'yellow'. I may or may not stop, but at least I'll know. However, if you are unable to take any more you can always use the safe word, "red" and our session is done. I will release you immediately but you will leave my dungeon as we are done. Is that clear?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"I'm glad that's understood now you may kiss my boots in gratitude for my being willing to punish you." I watched him lower his head and begin to worship my gorgeous leather boots. He kissed them for a few minutes until I smacked him on the back with my crop, "Good, now let's get you more, hmmm, uncomfortable. Get up on your feet, hands behind your back."
He complied and I took a pair of handcuffs from a drawer on the table where his clothes were placed. I fastened them around his wrists with a satisfying "
CLICK
". Moving to his front I reached down and grabbed his turgid dick forcibly. He gasped. "To be clear, this little thing isn't getting any attention from me except to be used to lead you. That or if you displease me I may just use my crop on it as well. Men are so easily led by their cocks, so this is a nice bit of symbolism as I lead you by yours to my dungeon."
I tugged on his dick and felt it pulse in my fist. He shuffled forward as I led him around the corner into the converted living area. I think Jeremy and I did a fine job on it as I surveyed it critically. The floor already had dark tiles and we painted the walls in maroon creating a very dark, severe feeling. The windows were covered from prying eyes with red flimsy shears that had the effect of filling the room with red light. The furniture consisted only of a contemporary black leather chair with ottoman. Against one wall was a St Andrew's cross that Jeremy built. Next to it was a wooden pillory with the milking bench, sawhorse and pony bench in another section. We had hung a pegboard against one wall and on it were some of my favorite play toys. I pulled Daniel over to it so he could get a good view, I figured to make a good first impression on him. One section held crops, one had whips and floggers. Canes and paddles were hung as well as rope and various cuffs and collars. We had put our toy chest under it with its drawers slightly ajar, filled with all the other sex toys I could possibly want to use on my future customers. Today, however, I was going to start out slowly and just whip the crap out of Dan.
I pulled him into the center of the room where a rope hung from a pulley Jeremy had installed into the ceiling. I took two sturdy wrist cuffs from the pegboard and going behind Daniel fastened them firmly around his wrists after releasing him from the handcuffs. I pulled his arms in front of him and attached them together with a large metal D-ring which was attached to the end of the rope. The other end of the rope was attached to a simple hand winch attached to the wall. I went over to it and began to take up the slack. Once it began to pull on Dan's arms I let the catch down so it began to ratchet. The loud
CLACK, CLACK, CLACK
was ominous as his arms were slowly raised above his head. I stopped once he was stretched fully saying, "It would be so easy for me to keep going, wouldn't it Danny? I wonder how you'd look swinging from the ceiling. I might just do that later and hit you like a piñata after I stuff your ass with a large butt plug, but we'll start off slowly. It'd be a shame to end my fun so early by having you use your safe word too quickly."
I went back to the wall and selected a flogger. Red and black leather tails were attached to a wrapped handle and I sauntered in front of Dan to show it to him. "Ready?" I asked.
He gulped and answered, "Yes Miss Wendy."
"Correct answer," I whispered into his ear as I took my place behind him. I flicked my wrist and sent the tails lightly across his back. He seemed to relax a little as he realized I was starting slowly. I set up a low pace, lightly sending the flogger against his back and butt every few seconds. I liked the way the long tails kissed his skin as I kept up a slow rhythm. I set up a cycle of first crossing right shoulder to left ass cheek, then left shoulder to right cheek.
After a few minutes, I began to increase the force of my flogging. The pace suffered as I had to draw back my arm further, but the increase in the noise more than made up for it. Dan felt it too, obviously as he began to shift side to side as much as his hung body allowed. I saw that his shoulders and back were beginning to turn a nice shade of pink as my flogger kept up its unending pace.
I kept this up for a few several more minutes until I thought his back had enough. I stepped back, took aim at his taut backside, and brought my arm back. Letting fly the tails cracked against his right ass cheek. "YIKES", Dan yelped.
"What was that? Did you cry out without permission?"
