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A First Session
i was quietly trembling as i knelt before her door, head
bowed, hands clasped behind my back. Awaiting the precise moment She had
chosen for me to present myself. Deeply in thought, meditating in
preparation for what was to come, i was startled when the door suddenly swung
open.
She was truly magnificent! her glistening leather
hugged Her exquisite body. She spoke no words as She firmly locked a thick
posture collar around my neck. The collar prevented me from lowering my
chin and severally restricted the movement of my head to either side.
Clasping a leash onto the collar, She lead me into Her dungeon on my hands and
knees, to a circle painted on the wooden floor. “Stand up, slave,”
were Her first words. Standing, my arms nervously at my sides, my eyes
strained to follow Her as She slowly circled me, the heels of Her powerful
boots clicking against the wooden floor. From behind me, Her arms circled
my chest, and She began to unbutton my shirt, sliding it off and casting it
aside. Leather cuffs were locked onto each of my wrists, and the cuffs
were locked behind my back. Still, She said nothing further.
Circling to my front, She ran Her polished nails from my neck down my chest to
my belt, then up again to my nipples, pausing to roll them firmly between Her
thumb and finger. My cock stirred slightly and I wondered if She noticed.
her fingers again slid down my chest down to my belly to my belt, which She
slowly unbuckled. Carefully, deliberately She unbuttoned my trousers and
lowered the zipper. Standing back, as if admiring Her work, She allowed
them to slide partially down my legs. She took off my shoes and socks, and
tugged my pants all the way off, again circling my nearly naked body.
Walking to the rack of whips, crops, floggers and other toys She selected a
riding crop and returned. With the tip of the crop, She touched my back,
and then my nipples, and then ever so lightly brought it up to tease my balls
through my shorts. Again my cock stirred just a bit. From behind me,
She suddenly slid my shorts completely off, impatient as I stepped out of them.
She had said but three words. She smiled as I stood before her, naked,
arms bound behind me, wearing Her posture collar.
“Today I will teach you skills you must know if you are to
serve me. Are you ready, slave matthew? So you wish to serve Me,
slave matthew?” “Yes, Ma’am,” was all I could mutter.
“Very well, then, slave. I will begin by telling you some of my most
fundamental rules. They are all quite simple, but they are also quite
essential to your service to Me. I will begin slowly so you do not forget
them. I will tell you the rules just once. thereafter, if you need
to be reminded of them, there will be a price for each reminder-one that should
impress upon you the importance of remembering My rules. Every time you
need to be reminded again of a rule, the price for the reminder will be much
higher. So you understand this, slave matthew? “Yes Ma’am.”
“Very good, slave. I will not teach you more today than you are capable
of learning.”
Rule #1. “slave matthew’s sole purpose is to please
and amuse his Mistress. there is no other reason for anything that I
choose to do with, for or to slave matthew, except to amuse Me.”
Rule #2. “slave matthew will always look his Mistress
in Her eyes, he will never be permitted to look at any other part of Her body,
except Her eyes. is that understood?” “Yes, Ma’am,
Mistress.”
Rule #3. “At no time, under any circumstances are any
slave matthew’s body fluids, including saliva, perspiration, urine, or semen
will be permitted to fall onto the floor of Mistress’s dungeon.”
Rule #4. “Slave matthew’s safe word shall be given
to him and the slave will be taught when and how to appropriately use his safe
word.”
“Are there any questions about any of these rules, slave?
No? Very good then...”
Mistress lead me to a large cross. She strapped a ring
gag tightly into my mouth, forcing my mouth to remain wide open at all times.
Turning me around, She unlocked my wrists from behind me and backed me up to the
cross, raising each wrist to the cross bar and locking my arms widely
outstretched. Cuffs were locked onto each ankle, and they were then
attached to the center beam of the cross. Leather straps secured my arms
to the cross at the forearms and at the biceps, and leather straps secured my
legs to the cross above and below my knees. A strap was tightened around
my waist and around my chest. Finally, a strap was tightened around my
forehead, making my head completely immovable on the cross. When i was
completely secured onto the cross, the cross was leaned back on about a 45
degree angle. Mistress left the room, returning with some type of clear
bag which had a tube attached to it, like an iv bag or an enema bag. The
bag was full of a yellow colored liquid, and it was hung onto an iv pole behind
my head just behind my line of vision. Mistress then left the room again,
returning with another identical clear bag, also filled with a yellow liquid,
and She hung the second bag behind my head on the other side. A nozzle was
attached to the end of the tube on each bag. Each of the nozzles was
secured into my mouth, through the ring gag, and was shoved far enough back into
my throat that it just touched the back of my throat, causing me to gag just a
bit. Then Mistress explained:
“In one of the bags is my urine, collected just before you
arrived. In the other bag is a very strong tea. Both are at room
temperature. It might be more difficult than you think to tell which is
which by swallowing them as they are given to you in the back of your throat.
One skill you must learn is to swallow whatever I might require you to swallow
without gagging and without vomiting it. So we are about to practice that
skill until you learn it well. There is nearly a quart in each bag.”
She adjusted the valve in one of the bags so that is dripped slowly, one drop at
a time onto the back of my throat. The first drop made me want to gag, and
i strained at the straps binding me to the cross. i soon discovered that i
was completely unable to move. After a while, She stopped the dripping
from the one bag, and began the dripping from the other. The first had
been the tea, and the second was Her urine. Although it was quite
difficult to tell them apart by taste, the smell gave them away. The
dripping and constant feeling of gagging was maddening, and i struggled to get
out of the bonds. She just smiled at me, and after a while, adjusted the
bags so that each was dripping into my throat, in an uneven pattern. She
then left the room, as I lay bound in silence, struggling not to choke and gag. 
Straining to turn my head to see the bags, it seemed that nothing had drained
out of them. I did not know how long i would be able to stand it.
After an eternity, i heard the clicking of Her heals on the
wooden floors, as She returned. “They are draining more slowly than I
had expected,” She said. “This might take longer than I had thought.
you are in no hurry, are you?” I tried to speak, but could only make an
unintelligible guttural sound, with the gag and the liquid dripping into my
throat. “Let’s make good use of this time together, shall we?”
She asked. “Let’s learn your safe word. For you, I have chosen a
word that is not likely to be confused. Your safe word is... OK?
Mow you try it- say it loudly and clearly.” With the ring gag in my
mouth, and the liquid dripping constantly into my throat, i felt like i was
drowning. i tried to utter the words several times, each time coughing out
only a guttural sound that was imperceptible. She seemed to be getting
impatient and annoyed with me. “Perhaps you should have something
to take your mind off of your thirst.” She ran her fingers across my
chest, playfully toying with my nipples. She bent down and flicked one with Her
tongue, gently and seductively sucking on it. then suddenly She bit it
hard, causing me to tighten against my bonds in pain, while gagging and coughing
with the tightening in my throat. She did the same to the other nipple.
i could feel something cold on my chest, as She ran the harsh nipple clamp
around my chest, and around my nipples. She tightened the teeth of the
clamp on my nipple, slowly releasing it to its full pressure, and the clamped
the other nipple in the same way. The pain was intense. My entire
body tense form the pain, i tried to settle into it, despite the dripping in my
throat, and the increasing swelling in my belly as it filled ever so slowly with
Her fluids.
Focusing my entire consciousness on the gagging in my throat
and the sharp pain in my nipples, struggling for the strength to withstand this
torture, i again was jolted in my bonds as an unexpected and unbelievably
intense jolt of pain surged through my balls. Opening my eyes i saw her
standing before me holding the electric wand and watched in horror as She
lowered it again towards my balls, jolting me once again as the purple-blue
spark jumped form the tip of the wand to my tender balls. She smiled
warmly, and I looked Her in the eyes, horrified. She seemed so contented
and satisfied at the excruciating pain She was inflicting on me. I began to
loose it, withering in intense pain from my balls, my nipples and feeling as if
i were drowning form the gagging in my throat. She sensed my terror.
“Brace yourself for this, slave,” She said as She moved Her fingers to one
of the nipple clamps. Almost unbearable intense pain shot through my
nipples as She yanked it off, and I coughed and gagged and strained at my bonds
with all of my strength, and then fell back into my bonds exhausted, still
gagging with the incessant dripping, my jaws aching from the ring gag. my
eyes bulged for the pain this time, and it seared through my entire body as She
swiftly yanked the clamp off. i nearly passed out from the pain, sweating
profusely now, and gradually settled back into my bonds. She looked
warmly, and I could tell from Her adoring gaze that She loved me for what I was
giving Her. The loving look in Her for but for a brief moment filled me
with pride, as I loved Her back for asking it of me, and for understanding the
poignancy if the moment. The unspoken bonds of BDSM exchange.
The bags were nearly empty as She closed the valves and
removed the nozzles from my throat. Returning the cross to the upright
position, She unfastened my bonds, permitting me a moment to reload from the
ordeal. you have done well so far, slave matthew, although this has been
but just a small glimpse at what I will ask of you if you are to serve Me as My
slave. and you have already broken one of my absolutes, for which you will
have to be punished in order to learn to not break it.” Mistress walked
to Her rack of toys, returning with a blindfold which She strapped on tightly.
“you looked Me in the eyes, slave matthew, which you were specifically
forbidden to do. I will be kind to you now by preventing you from
breaking this rule again tonight by blindfolding you. But this blindfold
is not your punishment.” With the blindfold secure, She then pulled my
arms behind me and strapped them securely into an arm binder which held them
tightly folded behind me. I felt something tightened around one ankle.
“Spread your legs, slave. Wider!” Spreading my legs widely, I
felt another cuff being strapped to the other ankle, a spreader bar holding my
legs wide apart. She laid me back.
With the unmistakable clicking of the winch, my legs were
hoisted up until I was dangling upside down, fully suspended, with my arms bound
behind my back and blindfolded. The shaving cream was warm and pleasant as
She lathered up my crotch and my ass. She shaved everything from my navel
to the tops of my legs, front and back. Then She poured sensuous warm oil
on and rubbed it generously into my ass, my balls, onto my hardening cock.
“This oil will serve two purposes, slave. It will help prevent any
unsightly rash from developing.........” <<ZAPPPPPPP>> my
body jolted as the spark from the electrical wand jumped to my balls “and it
is a nice conductor for the electrical toys. In case you were wondering,
the punishment for your previous transgressions is electrical.” Again,
She zapped my balls, this time with higher current. Again, I jolted in my
bonds. Mercifully, She rubbed Her oil covered fingers around my anus,
sliding a finger in and out. Just as I was beginning to moan in ecstasy.
<<ZAPPPPP>> The pain shot through my balls. I began to
perspire heavily. She stroked my cock with warm oil, bringing me near
orgasm <<ZAAAAPPPP>> She zapped the tender head of my cock. I
felt her fingers probing my anus again, and then felt the cold tip of a chrome
butt plug on my anus. It seemed like forever as She worked it in and out,
stretching me to accept it. I was warming it up as finally She slid it all
the way into me with a plop. I could fell it begin to tingle, and knew
that it too was wired for electrical fun. I felt Her strap my balls
into an electrical harness, and electrical rings were slid onto my cock.
With all of the liquid I had been forced to consume earlier,
the urge to urinate was becoming greater and greater. I told my Mistress
that I needed to pee...
<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<ZZZZZZZZAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPP>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>.
She jolted my cock, my balls and my ass simultaneously, making my body jerk in
its suspended bonds and making me cry out in pain. “Talk only when
spoken to, slave. and for your need to pee, you had better learn to
control yourself!!” It was impossible, of course, and a stream of urine
began to flow from my cock, down my belly and chest and across my blindfolded
face. She turned the electricity on medium on my cock, and had it pulsing
in my balls, as i pee’d down myself. I could tell that She was quite
amused at my predicament. As i was finishing my peeing, She reminded me of
Rule #4. “you seem to be having a very hard time following My simple
rules, slave. I expected much more of you. you said you were
experienced. Ha!! I guess your punishment must be just that much
harsher, as you are obviously not very bright - or are you very stubborn.
Which is it, slave?” With that, I heard the terrorizing crack of a whip
next to my ear. I jolted at the sound, and began to sweat even more
heavily.
Silence....................................................................
<<ZAAAAAAAP>> again i jolted with the surprise pain
Silence.......................................................................
<<CRACK!!>> again the single tail cracked within inches of my ear.
<<CRACK>> Arghhhhhh This time, She landed the tip of the whip
squarely on my ass. <<CRACK>> Again on my ass - the other side
this time. With each blow of the whip, I tensed each muscle in my body.
“I was amused by you, slave, until it occurred to Me how
egotistical you have been. But now I think it is time for us to learn who
is really the Top, and who is really the bottom, don’t you? She
strapped a gag into my mouth. “I despise little men who think they are
better than Me. Even more I despise slaves who think they can top Me from
the bottom. That is just exactly what you have been trying to do, whether
or not you know it. you are egotistical and pompous just as your former
Mistress said. But that will cease right here, right now!!”
She proceeded to blister me with a methodical, highly skilled
and severe whipping, marking my ass, my thighs, my hamstrings, my calves and
even the soles of my feet with precision. Perhaps to divert my attention,
perhaps to simply add to the severity of the lesson, She continued to use Her
electrical toys throughout the whipping. Reaching my limit, I began to
tremble, and began to mumble and whimper for Her mercy, tears beginning to
stream from under my blindfold. “Have you had enough, slave?”
She asked. I shook my head yes and tried to mutter something from inside
the gag. <<CRACK>> <<CRACK>>
<<CRACK>> Three times She let the whip fly, landing it on my
most tender spots. Each time I writhed in unbearable pain, straining with
all of my might at Her bonds, crying in pain, tears streaming down my face.
I was completely broken - didn’t She know that, couldn’t She tell!! I
was Her’s - completely, totally. Wouldn’t She have mercy?
“Slave, you have done well for Me. But we must be
sure that you never forget Who controls you. you must take two more lashes
for Me. Are you able to do that, slave? “i shook my head no.
i was unable to go even one more lash. i was completely drained. i
had no more to give.
<<CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK>>
Again, i strained, now feebly against Her bonds as my body
jerked with the blow. The pain overtook me. i did not know how it
would be possible to take another.
<<CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK>>
Tears streaming down my face. Oh, the pain. But it was over...
<<CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK>>
Terror - Sheer terror - what was this - She said just two more.
<<CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK>>
nooo NOOOOOO PLEASE NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!
The sounds of the winch, as I was slowly lowered to the
floor. She first unstrapped my ankles. Then my arms. Then my
gag. Finally my blindfold. I curled up on the floor, sobbing.
She sat beside me, gently stroking my face, my hair, my arms, my back - stroking
the welts on my ass, my legs. As the endorphins surged through every cell
in me, my body, my mind, my very soul flowed and surged and soared. A new
beginning to life.