Hello, this is Laura. I am 24 years old and I would like to share the story of my submission with you. I have been authorised by my Mistress Carmen to write and to publish this story. Every word is true, and the email addresses I will state in the end are also real.
To begin with I would like to say that I am actually lesbian. It is true that my first sexual experiences, which occurred during my school time when I was about 15 years old, were with boys. But that never satisfied me, I found that all of them just wanted to use my holes to dumb their cum into them. It was the same with all men of all ages. Since I am by nature a rather submissive type of person, I usually allowed them to have their go with me.
However none of them was ever able to get even the slightest glimpse of how sexuality works from the female point of view. I frequently discussed my worries with Sandra, my best friend. She really understood me on the deepest, most intimate level. She understood that what I needed was not just some quick intrusion between the legs, but rather a level of sexuality stimulating mind and soul. In fact whenever I chatted with Sandra about my unfortunate sexual experiences and when I felt how intimately understanding she was, I had no greater wish than enjoying tenderness with her. However I never dared to reveal my wishes. I thought it was an absolute taboo topic. I was afraid I might lose her if I came up with it. However it seems she just read it in my eyes.
One day when we were sitting together again, she suddenly just started kissing me. She gave me the most intensive and passionate tongue kiss I had ever experienced. Then she just hugged me and held me tight. Tenderly she whispered into my ear: "You can live out your feelings with me. I love you, Laura!". I was in heaven. Her kiss had touched something deep inside me. Sandra was inundating me with feelings I had never felt before. On that evening I made love to a woman for the first time. The sensations I had were beyond anything which could ever be described in words. From then onwards we made love to each other almost every day. And we enjoyed it to the utmost. However, as years passed by, I felt that there was an emotion hidden deep inside me, which Sandra never recognised. It was my submissiveness. First it was just a rather undefined feeling which came to my mind only from time to time. However at the age of 19 I realised that more and more it became a passion winning power over me. I told Sandra that in order to fully develop my love to her I would need to place her above myself and submit to her. Sandra could not understand that. She said she respected me too much to do nasty things to me.
Meanwhile my submissive passion and my wish to be trained by a truly dominant woman grew stronger and stronger. Since Sandra really understood me on a deep level she knew that she was no more able to give me what my heart was longing for. So with Sandra's agreement I went to lesbian clubs to look for my Mistress. It had to be someone who would love and understand me as Sandra did, who would however see that the only way to love me was to dominate me. After I had kissed the feet of many Mistresses with whom things did not work out, I finally found Mrs. Right. It is my beloved Mistress Carmen whom I am serving until today and whom I will hopefully serve to the end of my days. Her name is Mistress Carmen. With Her, things were different from the very beginning. When I met Her for the first time – it was on a private lesbian SM-party –, there immediately was some kind of magic between us. When my eyes met Her strict gaze, and when I saw the sublime and superior posture underlining the stunning beauty of Her immaculate body, I immediately wanted to submit to Her. Her gaze in turn was fixated upon me, suggesting that I was of interest to Her. I was just able to feel that She wanted me. So without speaking I simply knelt down in front of Her. From that day onwards I am having the honour of regarding myself as Her slave. I moved to my Mistress's estate, a spacious and elegantly furnished mansion, where I am serving all my Mistress's needs.
From the very beginning my Mistress understood exactly what I needed. She saw that in my soul there was a submissive potential which had to be formed. And She did form it. Through Her training She guided me where I had always wanted to be. The stronger my trust in Her became the more did I want to serve Her. At the beginning of my submission the focus of my Mistress's training was on making me worship Her, which I enjoyed to the utmost.
