In my adventures to expand my sexuality and excitement I had been exploring my dominance over other people (subjects?) and enjoy it very much. However, over the years it had also become a thought and then a wish and then a burning desire to do just the opposite. Provided of course, if one could find the appropriate avenue to accomplish this desire. I have had some episodes where I took "orders" from another person. But I had never committed to completely doing as they might require and so, two months ago, this was to become my next adventure.
As a bi-sexual female I had had the secret desire to submit myself to the wishes of a beautiful woman. To give up the control I must constantly exercise in my professional life. I had finally decided to give in to those building desires and I had written to Mistress Michelle who lived in Oklahoma City. She was in her middle thirties, blond, an absolutely gorgeous figure, and completely merciless in her treatment of another person. She required me to write more and more intimate and detailed emails of my fantasies before she would consider seeing me. She had emailed many intimate pictures of herself that had me gushing every time a new email would arrive in my confidential email inbox. After my many requests she finally consented to see me.
Following her instructions I flew up on an early Friday afternoon flight. It was summertime and she had specified that I would wear the shortest white skirt I owned, a very tight, front buttoning white sweater and white lingerie of the Victoria's Secret variety. She had also specified black - no other color allowed - spike heels that were the five inch, ankle strapped "look at me, I'm a slut" variety. Her email of instructions had also included a code word that I could use to make her immediately stop anything she was doing if I decided it was making me too nervous or too uncomfortable either physically or mentally. But if I used it, everything would be immediately over between us and I would be expected to walk out the door and she would never, under any circumstances, see me again. All or nothing.
I took a cab from the airport to her apartment. She met me at the door and established her dominance from the very beginning. Once inside she led me into the middle of the room and had me kneel and placed a collar, attached to a leash, around my neck. I would wear the collar for the entire time I was with her. While still on my knees she had me raise the back of my skirt, and lower my panties and bend forward on my elbows while she took a ping-pong paddle to my backside. And oh my god, the stinging pain. On and on it went. My bottom felt like it was burning. I begged her to stop but she only did so when she was ready.
She finally stopped and ordered me to lie down, face down on the floor until I could stop crying. When I had finally composed myself she instructed me to walk over to stand beside the chair she was sitting in and to strip for her. Completely. I was blushing all over, probably as red as my backside as she had me hand each piece of my clothing to her. As my body was opened up to her she inspected me in my nakedness. She then led me over to a round hassock. She had me get on it, on my knees with my face all the way down on its surface. And then spread my knees as wide as they would go to completely expose my pussy and ass to her wandering hands.
After she completed her inspection of my body she then sat down beside me. She applied a soothing lotion all over my body with a slow gentle rubbing that gave as much pleasure as the paddling had given pain. Her gentle hands and the lotion she used on my burning backside felt wonderful. Then, with total confidence, she moved her lotion covered hands onto my ass and pussy. Very deliberately and patiently she brought me, gasping and writhing, right to the very brink of cumming when she suddenly screamed at me not to cum until she allowed me to and she abruptly stopped touching me.
She then reminded me that it was I who had requested to be her servant. She said she was going to make it so I would be forced to remember each time that I looked at my naked self in the mirror that I had made that request and commitment.
She brought in a bowl of warm water, a towel and a razor. With my legs still spread wide she proceeded to shave me. Several times while she was tenderly shaving me, I would approach orgasm and each time she would stop touching me and again forbid me to cum. After I would regain control of myself she would continue patiently until finally my pussy and ass were completely bare. She placed a mirror in between my spread legs to have me look at myself. As I stared at the stark whiteness between my legs and the pinkness of my pussy lips in the reflection, in the mirror from behind me her hand came between my legs as if to claim her treasure. Her firm touch as it came directly onto my pussy lips, was like an electric shock.
She had me get down off the hassock and crawl into her bedroom and lie
face-down on her bed. She commanded that I request to be tied. I humbly
requested that she do so. She bound my hands and tied my feet to the corners of her bed. But she said she was angry with me as I had not been quick enough in requesting that she tie me but even more importantly that I had nearly cum, several times, without permission. And for that transgression I had to again be punished.
She began by having me apologize and had me request to be beaten to atone for my mistakes. She required me to kiss her hand (the one that would paddle me). And then she laid into me barehanded, with a vengeance. On and on it went with my cries and pleas for mercy completely ignored. While I was a child I had had occasional spankings when I badly misbehaved. They had never gone on this long or been this painful but I was thrown mentally into the state of being a pure child of my mistress.
She finally stopped and tenderly kissed my tears away. Then she brought me abruptly back from the childlike person to the intensely sexual adult. Again the soothing lotion. She turned me over and again tied me, this time with my legs spread wide apart, and continued with the lotion on my front. She ever so slowly would tease my breasts and my baby smooth pussy until my vagina was flowing with my wetness. As she had me right on the very brink of cumming she suddenly grabbed my tits and fastened on a scissor clamp to each of my nipples that hurt so badly I nearly fainted. But it also excited me even more, even though I wasn't allowed to cum.
She then made me beg to eat her beautiful pussy and finally she allowed me to. She was dressed completely in black to contrast the white she had required me to wear. She stepped out of her high heels and stood proudly in front of her subject to slowly remove her sweater, to reveal a leather half-bra that emphasized her large full breasts and dark red nipples. She also removed her black leather mini-skirt to reveal her garter belt and black stockings and a pair of black silk panties. She donned a pair of short leather gloves and then a choker style necklace. Stepping right up next to the head of the bed she removed her panties. She stepped up onto the bed and spread her long legs to come down astride my face. For seemingly the next hour she made me eat her. She would call me her "cheap little cunt" and order me to keep my tongue moving as that was the only thing a "cunt" could do that was any good.
