This story is addressed to my new dominant Mistress. I recount what I felt during our first meeting, which took place in a professional setting.
The Seductive Secret: A Real Estate Encounter Gone Dark
As a real estate agent, I’m always on the lookout for properties to sell. Your apartment is ideally located. So, one day, I decided to take a chance.
You greet me dressed in quite a sexy outfit.
I introduce myself and explain the reason for my visit. Your magnificent apartment has caught my attention.
I quickly realized that you’re starting to flirt with me. I get the impression you want to seduce me. So, I try to explain tactfully that I’m engaged and about to get married, and that I’m deeply, deeply in love. What I don’t tell you is that, despite being so in love, I’ve never made love. You see, I’m very religious and prefer to wait until marriage to do so.
From that moment, your demeanor has changed and you have offered to give me a tour of the apartment. We quickly glance at the rooms in the house, but when we reach a certain door, you stop me. You tell me you don’t want to show me what’s inside that room. It’s confidential, but we need to pass through it to see the remaining parts of the apartment.
You then ask if I’d agree to wear a blindfold. I find it surprising and it’s the first time something like this has happened to me but I agree.
After blindfolding me thoroughly, I can’t see a thing. You take my arm and lead me into the room. I don’t see it, but I’m passing through your dungeon.
And you, well, you have something in mind. Since I rejected your advances and you’re not used to being turned down, you’re going to force me.
Mistress of Chains: A Virgin’s Fall
You’re very eager to play with a man. Since I’m here, you’ve decided it’ll be me.
If I don’t agree, that’s fine. It doesn’t matter to you. You’ll force me and turn me into your sex slave. It’s your passion, and the act of forcing me adds a little extra thrill for you. Plus, you’ve guessed that I’m a virgin, which makes it even more enticing.
In the room, without me realizing it, you guide me toward the wall, toward hooks and chains. Before I can do anything, you lock my wrists and then my ankles with the chains. You gag me quickly as I start to raise my voice.
Since I’m still moving a lot, you restrain me further with ropes around my elbows and knees. I end up completely bound, restrained, and under your control. You take this moment to remove my blindfold.
That’s when I discovered your famous dungeon and your wicked little Mistress smile. You love seeing that mix of fear and apprehension in the eyes of your new submissives.
The Mistress’s Prize: A Virgin’s Reluctant Surrender
You then speak to me, softly but with natural authority:
- “So, you’re getting married, you’re in love, blah blah blah… You don’t want to accept the advances of a beautiful dominatrix Mistress? Well, let me tell you something. No one refuses me. And if they don’t accept, I impose. So, if I want your cock, I’ll take it. But, it’s not your cock I want. It’s your cum. Because, guess what? I love it, especially the cum of a virgin! And right now, I want it!”
I shake my head no because I don’t want to betray my fiancée. But you unbutton and pull down my jeans and boxers, revealing my already hard cock.
- “Well, well, it seems I don’t leave you indifferent, you naughty boy. I don’t see why you’re resisting me. For a virgin, you sure get excited fast. Let’s take care of that.”
You kneel and give me a blowjob until I ejaculate in your mouth, pretty quickly, given my state of arousal. You lick everything up, leaving nothing behind, savoring every drop.
Then you leave me there, tied up and gagged. You even put the blindfold back on.
I hear you moving around the room. You leave, then come back. You shift things around and I hear the sound of chains, heels (did you change?), drawers opening and closing… In short, I have no idea what’s coming next.
Caged by the Mistress: A Secret’s Lasting Chains
Next, I hear your heels approaching me. I feel you close by. You caress my chest with a leather object. Then, without a word, I feel you take my now, soft cock and lock it, along with my balls into some sort of cage.
I groan into my gag. What the hell is this?!
You remove my blindfold. I see you’ve changed. You’re now wearing a sexy leather outfit, a Mistress getup with high-heeled boots, and a riding crop in hand. I also discover that my cock is locked in a chastity cage with a padlock.At that moment, seeing the fear still in my eyes, you speak again:
- “My darling, don’t worry. Everything’s going to be fine. To be honest, I wondered what to do with you after getting what I initially wanted was just your cum. Then I thought since you’ve cheated on your fiancée like this, I now hold a significant secret, and therefore considerable leverage to make you do what I want if you still hope to get married. I’m all alone at home right now. So, I could use someone like you to be there when I need to be served, entertained, or simply if I need a presence. I’ve observed you closely, and you seem perfect for the role. Physically, I like you. You have a nice ass, and I enjoyed the taste of your cum. I also sense you’re a submissive at heart and will obey me properly.”
Mistress’s Makeover: From Captive to Devoted Servant
You pause before continuing.
- “I also see a lot of feminine potential in you. It is perfect. Anyway, I’ve made up my mind! As of this moment, you become my property. It’s a commitment and a change for you, of course, but also for me, because now I’m responsible for you. Don’t worry! If you behave as I wish, you’ll still be able to live your dream life with your fiancée on the side. That way, everyone’s happy, right?”
You announce this out of nowhere as if it’s all settled and natural. It hits me like a ton of bricks. Even with my mind barely able to process it, I realize I have no choice. What would happen if you told my fiancée what happened? My dream would be shattered. I have no option but to obey you.
From then on, your behavior shifts again. Confident in your authority over me, you start talking a lot now. You explain everything you’re doing, what’s going to happen, and what I need to know. You act a bit like a mother educating her son:
- “Come on, I’ll untie you now. Then we’ll find you a proper outfit to wear here and accessorize you a bit. You’ve noticed I’ve already put a cage on you, right? That’s for a better understanding of your training. You need to set aside your arousal to focus more on my desires. From now on, my desires as your Mistress will be your top priority, well above your own. I’ll decide what your priorities are. You’ll see. It’ll make you a better person, and thanks to me, you’ll be an amazing husband too.”
Collared and Controlled: The Making of a Mistress’s Pet
Then you keep commenting on everything you do.
- “I’m untying your hands and ankles, but I’ll tie you up again soon, okay? I like you being restrained. We’ll change your gag too. I have a better idea to get you familiar with my intimacy. Come on, strip completely, and crawl over to my armchair on all fours. I’m going to put your ownership collar on you.”
I obey. I don’t dare rebel at all. Even though I’m no longer tied up and your words were gentle, I don’t dare do anything. I’m under your control, and naturally, I strip naked and crawl over to you.
You don’t show it, but you’re proud. You’ve pulled it off. You have subdued someone who wasn’t submissive in record time.
After fastening a collar and leash on me while explaining what it represents, you set about finding me a little outfit. You like your submissives naked but also with a touch of accessories or femininity to humiliate and degrade them naturally. You add a small piece of fabric from a maid’s dress that covers my chastity cage in front but leaves my ass fully exposed in the back.Then you put bracelets on my wrists and ankles to tie me to various furniture more quickly if needed or desired, though you say you enjoy seeing me bound with ropes even more. That’ll be for later games.
First, it’s time for me to be educated in your principles and what you expect of me.
Lessons in Chains: A Submissive’s First Day
You tell me you’re a fan of “learning by doing.” So, the simplest way is to act as if we’re living a normal day. I’ll learn on the job by obeying and doing what you ask. Since these are my first times, you’ll be fairly tolerant of mistakes but will still punish me as you see fit. That’s how learning happens.
To start, you’re thirsty and want to go back to the kitchen. Since my hands and ankles are bound, you lengthen the chains and teach me to walk or rather, crawl beside you while you hold the leash.
I manage as best I can. In the kitchen, while you grab a glass and pour yourself some wine, you tell me to get down at your feet and kiss your boots.
Then you order me to move up to your ass and kiss it, lick it.
- “Good boy. See? It’s easy to be a good boy. Just as much as I enjoy licking men’s cocks or bodies, the reverse is true too. I’ll often ask you to come kiss or lick me. Your tongue’s going to get a workout with me, you’ll see.”
Flogged into Obedience: A Lesson in Precision
That makes you laugh. You pull my head away from your ass and silently lead me back to your dungeon. Then you remove my chains to lay me belly down on your leather bench. You reattach my wrists and ankles to the bench and tell me to lift my ass.
Then you grab a leather flogger hanging on the wall.
You use this time to explain what you’re about to do:
- “See, I’m going to give you your first punishment. Why, you ask? Well, simply because I don’t think you licked my anus well enough. You stuck to little kisses on my cheeks. But I need more, and I want you to use your tongue when I tell you to lick me, got it? Yes, I could’ve told you earlier and taught you how to do it. But I think this will have more impact if I punish you now. I’m sure you’ll never make that mistake again. So, get ready for ten lashes with the flogger.”
Silenced by the Mistress: A Painful Reset
First strike,I wasn’t expecting it, and the pain makes me yelp “ouch.” You stop immediately:
- “Oh no, none of that! When I punish you, I don’t want to hear you. You accept it and take it silently. You didn’t know that but now you do.”
Second strike, I try to hold back, but a small whimper escapes again.
You stop once more.
- “Okay, I see you’re going to need help staying quiet. No problem! I was going to suggest a new gag anyway, and now’s the perfect time.”
I watch, wide-eyed, as you take off your leather panties in front of me, ball them up, and shove them into my mouth. You grab a scarf nearby and tie it over my mouth and the new gag:
- “There you go. With this homemade gag, you can get even more familiar with my intimacy. Enjoy. As for me, I’m starting your punishment over from zero…”
And with that, you proceed to deliver ten lashes with the flogger…
To be continued…
