I checked in to the hotel at around six o'clock and
settled into my room, no, our room, and waited for fate. I wasn't as nervous as I thought
I would be. When we spoke on the phone her voice was calming and this calm carried over
into the following evening. Eight o'clock came and there was a knock on the door. Before
I opened the door I found my self trying to decide my attitude. This was not a date, meaning
not the type of engagement where I have to try and impress her or seem confident and smooth
in order to try and get some "action". We both knew what we were here for, we
both planned on satisfaction, we both knew our roles. She was my femdom mistress for the
evening, my teacher and I was her submissive, the student slave!
I opened the hotel room door and there she was and I must admit I was shocked.
She was very attractive - I had seen a few pictures of her on her profile at swingers 24/7,
but in person she was stunning. She looked "normal" for lack of a better term,
on the street, her outward appearance would be completely unassuming. I wondered if she
thought the same of me. We were just two people who weren't afraid to act on our desires
and impulses.
We introduced ourselves. She asked me to take a seat on the bed while she
put down her bag she had brought with her. "Tell me what you want to happen tonight?" I
told her that I wanted to experience what she had to offer, I wanted to learn how to be
a good submissive and how to fully enjoy being dominated. At this point I felt the most
nervous and intimidated. I realized that this was one of the few times in my life where
I didn't have the answers and I was going to have to let her take control but this is right
where I wanted to be. She excused herself to the bathroom and told me not to move an inch.
When she returned, she was wearing a tight leather outfit with metal studs around her breasts.
She was inches taller than when I first saw her because of the thick, leather boots that
stopped right below her knees.
With a tasseled whip in her hand she instructed me to take off my clothes
and stand by the window. This was not a time for me to be timid, I did as my mistress instructed
and stripped down from my button up shirt & jeans and stood by the window. She walked over
to the window and opened the curtains and then the blinds, "Someone might see you
like this" she said. This was an attempt at humiliation which I liked a lot and someone
certainly might see me. She asked me, "Do you know what a safe word is?" I told
her I had read about it - A safe word is a word you can say to get something to stop that
you may not like. She told me my safe word was mommy and I hoped not to say mommy all night.
A collar was removed from her bag and placed around my neck. Attached to
the collar around my neck was leash which she gripped tightly in her hand. She gave a tug
and told me, "You're going to listen to every command, any disobedience will result
in punishment."
This almost motivated me to go against her wishes to see what punishment
would follow. "Sit down" she ordered,"Play with yourself, I want to see
that dick pointing at me". After I gained an erection she commanded me to stop and
I was instructed to stand up and NOT to loose my hard on. "Do you like what you're
looking at?" she asked. "Yes I do." I replied. "YES MISTRESS is how
you address me" is how she ordered me to address her. She ordered me to turn around
and bend over to receive my punishment for disrespecting her authority. She proceeded to
spank me with her leather whip. There was no chance of loosing my erection now, the whipping
was turning me on. "I don't think you've learned your lesson" she said, "Turn
around and face me again" she instructed. She then ordered me on all fours and proceeded
to walk me around to the bed where she then instructed me to lie down and masturbate while
she stood above me playing with her nipples. "I better not see one drop come out of
that thing."
Numerous times she had me masturbate to the point of climax but demanded
that I did not come. If I did, I wouldn't get the surprise she had in store for me to reward
her "good little slave". While masturbating she would put her breasts in my face.
I tried to use my free hand to feel them, this did not please my mistress one bit. "I
never gave you permission to touch me" she exclaimed. She grabbed a set off handcuffs
she had stashed in her bag and placed one end around the wrist of one of my hands and the
other around the table that she slid next to the bed. I was going to tell you to fuck me
but now all you'll be able to do is watch." I was in agony, I blew it and wondered
if this was the result of my actions or if this was her plan all along.
I was told to stop masturbating, she wanted me to watch her play with herself
and realise that her hand could have been my penis. I was in distress, she would tease
me by taking the hand that she was finger fucking herself with and rub it across my penis.
After this continued for what seemed like an eternity, it was in reality about twenty minutes,
she told me that I still had another chance to have sex with her. I was given a notebook
and a pen and instructed to right down the words "I'm sorry" one hundred times
while masturbating aggressively with my non-writing hand and not climaxing. If I were to
pause from writing or relax my masturbating then I would not be rewarded. My mistress explained
to me that that I was learning "the two P's" - Privilege and Punishment.
While fighting off orgasms and tolerating the cramp in my writing hand, I
finished my task as instructed. "Beg me for sex" she told me. So I proceeded
to beg, over and over I pleaded for the chance to have sex with this goddess, my mistress. "Would
you do anything to have sex with me?" she asked. "Yes Mistress" I replied.
I was then ordered to grab one of the accessories from my own bag that she recommended
I buy, a full body restraint. Lying on the bed, completely restrained, my mistress rewarded
me for being such a good submissive.
Without being able to move an inch and with my penis virtually being the
only exposed part of my body, my mistress climbed on top of me and allowed me to penetrate
her. My mistress was completely in control. She told me that the sex was for her pleasure
and not mine. I was instructed not to smile, or moan, or cum! She told me she would stop
when she's ready and only when she's ready. If I were to cum, she wouldn't help me out
of the restraint that confined me. I had never had such control of my body before this.
I wanted to moan, I wanted to scream, I wanted to cum but I didn't and I wouldn't. When
she was done with me she told me that I had been a "good boy". She removed the
collar form my neck and the outfit that was restraining me, I was speechless.
After taking a moment to redress, I was asked to speak openly about our
encounter. I expressed my happiness and how much I enjoyed and appreciated everything.
My mistress was pleased and handed me a piece of paper that was folded. She asked me not
to get up as she left and to only read what was on the piece of paper after she had left.
When the door closed I opened it, the paper revealed the user names of more than fifteen
femdom mistresses from the swingers 24/7 site and stated that these were some of her acquaintances
from the site and that they would love to hear from me. And to think, I almost didn't make
a profile on that swingers site! |
