Mistress Kerry My New Femdom Goddess

Mistress Kerry was a raven-haired beauty, dark blue eyes, curvy but not overweight, ample breasts, dressed conservatively in a blouse and below the knee level skirt. And, I was on a date with her. A vanilla date (she insisted) as a condition of meeting. We were in a local pub with lots of people around. I was sure she chose it because it was busy and two people on a date were largely anonymous here.

“Hi, I’m Steve, and you must be Kerry,” I said, introducing myself. She had been observing me and took my hand, then kissed me on the cheek “I’m so glad to meet you finally”. I returned the compliment and offered her my arm, which she took and we moved to get a booth in the restaurant. I seated her and the waitress came over, we ordered drinks and appetizers. After the waitress left, Kerry said: “you’ve done well so far”. If you remain properly respectful we go further”. “Thank you Miss Kerry” I said. The waitress returned with our drinks – a fine Merlot for her and a bourbon neat for me. Mistress Kerry sipped her wine and said: “tell me about you, Steve”. Your life story. I began at the beginning where I was born and raised, how many brothers and sisters, nieces and nephews, what I did for a living. Kerry asked me many questions along the way. How many girlfriends I had had, how often I had sex (including jerking off). My loves, my losses, my fantasies in life, love and sex. I felt as though she was absorbing me into her innermost being. Abruptly she said, “you’ve answered all my questions, for now, thank you”.

Our dinner then came. Miss Kerry then began to tell me about her life. Where she was from, what her family was like, her loves and losses. It turned out we had much in common. She had been married at a young age and had two daughters, both in college, and was now divorced. She told me she became a domme while married to her husband, who at first was her willing slave, but tired of the role, causing friction in the relationship and her to eventually file for divorce. She since had had a number of submissives and slaves, but none had worked out.

We finished dinner and I paid the bill, thanking our waitress. I was getting ready to thank Mistress Kerry for a wonderful evening when she said: “Steve, Would you like to take a walk with me”. “Of course Miss Kerry” I replied. Kerry took my arm as we left the restaurant, directing down the boulevard. The street we were on had a park dividing it and was long. We didn’t walk far though before Kerry said: “Steve you seem to be everything you represented in our e-mails and chats”. She stopped and looked at me. “But I have another test for you before we can consider starting a D & S relationship”. She looked up at me with those deep blue eyes and said “I want you to make love to me tonight – vanilla love. We aren’t going to play”. I was stunned to say the least. All I could say was “Yes Mistress”. She then pulled my head forward and passionately kissed me. After a minute we came up for air, she said: “My condo isn’t far”. Then she noticed my erection, the tent in my pants was revealing, with a giggle she said: “you should do something about that, someone might notice”. Of course, someone (her) had noticed, which made me feel somehow valued and happy.

I covered up best as I could (not well, I have to say) and walked arm in arm to her condo about a quarter mile away.

Once in her apartment with door closed, Mistress Kerry almost attacked me. I didn’t expect it, But, she was voracious, stripping off my clothes and having me strip off hers. We grappled and grasped, kissed, and licked, sucked and fucked for the next two hours until we were both sweaty messy and insanely satisfied. I had cum three times and she many more. It was approaching 11pm and she knew I had to go. “Come on” she said, “let’s shower and send you home”. We did, in the shower we bathed each other but didn’t linger, though I had become erect once again, at which Mistress said “you should be proud of that” grabbing my erect cock. Again, all I could say was “Thank you Mistress”.

On my way out, I said, “Mistress may I speak”. “Of course” she said. “I need to know, Mistress, did I pass the test”. She kissed me hard. Looked at me again and said “check your e-mail tomorrow. If there are instructions for you, you will have passed”. “Now go, Steve, I’ve had a wonderful evening”. “I’ll be happy with that Mistress, Thank you and good night”.

The next day I almost couldn’t function. I anxiously checked e-mail every few minutes hoping for a note. As the day wore on I became almost distraught thinking that I may have failed her in some small way and that she wouldn’t pursue a relationship with me any longer.

Around 11pm I was feeling almost suicidal when her note arrived with a “ding” in my in-box. “You have passed the first of many tests” it said. It went on: “I have been traveling today and am tired (worn out, you might say :)”. “Your instructions will soon arrive. Prepare yourself for your journey into submission”.

My immediate and joyous reply was “YES MISTRESS KERRY. Thank you”. I signed it “Sub Steve” (like all my e-mails to her) and I went to bed happy.

This time I didn’t get a note for three days. And, when it came all it said was “I will meet you for dinner and drinks at the pub”. “Afterwards, your next test will begin”. It went on: “We will be acquiring a few items from a local shop after dinner”. Be prepared to spend $500.00.

We met for dinner two days later. Mistress Kerry kissed me on the lips and hugged me tight. We went into the bar and ordered drinks and some food. We made small talk, Kerry telling me about her trip. After eating, we left the pub and walked in a different direction and came upon a small shop below ground level called “Sadie’s Place”. Kerry said: “I’ve made an appointment for you”. You will be outfitted and made ready to present yourself to me as my Submissive”. “Are you ready to start your journey?”. I looked into her eyes. They almost desperately wanted me to pass through the door below. I said: “Thank you Mistress”. She kissed me and said: “I’ll come for you in an hour”. “Now go”. So, I did. And, so began my journey.

The shop door swung open and a bell rang. It was clearly a fetish shop, with leather items on the wall and various devices on the shelves. I had walked the street it was on numerous times and never new it was there. An attractive, well endowed young lady came around a corner and saw me. “You must be Steve”, “Mistress Kerry’s new sub”. I said yes ma’am (not knowing proper protocol for the situation). “No need for formalities” she said. “Now come with me, I have a list of things for you and we don’t have much time before your mistress returns”. At that she motioned me to follow her around the corner. Around the corner was a hallway with doors every ten feet or so along the way. At the third door the woman (Susan) said: “this is your fitting room”. We entered the room. There was a bench and a wooden X shaped cross with straps on it. Susan said, “let’s get your clothes off”. She knelt at my feet and began removing my shoes. I was taking my shirt off when she began unbuckling my pants. I looked down at her large, un-bassiered boobs and immediately began getting hard. She pretended not to notice and slipped my pants and briefs off. Now Naked, Susan lead me to the cross. Facing it she first strapped my wrists then my ankles to the cross. Picking up my clothes from the floor she said, I’m going to get your things now. “What kind of things?” I asked. “You’ll see shortly” she replied.

Susan returned a minute later with a large box, which she laid on the bench next to my clothes. “First is your slave harness” she said. The harness was leather and had straps that went over my shoulders, around my chest, around my abdomen. And, had some extra straps that I wasn’t too sure about. But, soon learned their purpose. Susan went back to the box and returned with a simple leather strap. She walked around to cross and knelt in front of me. She grabbed my cock and balls with the thumb and for finger of her left hand pulling my package away from my body. Needless to say, my cock stiffened more from the attention. But she paid it no mind as she wrapped the strap around the base of my cock and balls. She tied off the strap and said: “we’ll need a minute to get this right” and went back to the box. She came back with two leather cuffs. One for each wrist. After putting on the left cuff she released my arm from the cross and attached the cuff to a ring on my harness. She did the same with my other hand. Then returned to the box. She brought back cuffs and a spreader bar for my ankles which she quickly attached. After detaching me the rest of the way from the cross she had me waddle over to the bench. “you’ll need to bend over and lie on the bench” she said. I looked at her quizzically. She said: “I need to fit you with your Training plug now”.

Resigned to it, I said can you help me lie forward”. She smiled and stepped next to me holding my harness “I won’t let you fall”. Once down on the bench Susan pulled a strap that I hadn’t noticed over my neck, making it impossible for me to stand up. She opened a package in the box and came around behind me. “Now I’m going to loosen your anus a bit with my fingers”. “Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you, I’ve done this many times before”. She then squirted something on to my butt and began massaging my rectum”. It felt kind of ok at first. Then she began inserting first one finger, the two, then three. All the while she was moving her hand in a circular motion in my rectum. I was grunting and groaning a bit. Whenever I grunted too loudly she’d whack my butt and tell me to be quiet. After a few minutes of this treatment, Susan began inserting a large (to me) butt plug into my ass. She worked in slowly until the widest part was past my sphincter and it slipped in. Susan rubbed my back saying “that wasn’t so bad was it”. I grunted out a “no ma’am”. She said “judging by your cock and the pre cum mess under it, I’d say you almost enjoyed your the whole thing”.

She bent down and grabbed my cock from behind and almost in a milking motion began squeezing and pulling my cock, which pulled and stretched my ball sack too. “You are a pre-cumming machine she observed”. Then said, and you taste pretty good too. She stood and went back to the box and opened something else. She returned and quickly unwrapped the strap around the base of my cock. “Looks like I guessed right again” she said, as she bent down and placed my package through a ring that she then buckled on to one of the hanging straps on the front of the harness. Then she pulled the loose strap on the back through my legs and over the butt plug and buckled it to the ring too. “That makes sure you can’t push the plug out. “We only have a couple more things to do” She undid the strap holding me down on the bench and helped me stand. “Turn around and lean on the bench” she said helping me to reposition myself with cock pointing straight at her.

“That’s next” she said smiling. Back to the box she went and out came a harness for my package it consisted of rings and straps. There were two rings that she slid down my shaft. Then a strap separating my balls from my body. Then another strap separating my balls from each other. Susan fondled my cock and balls for awhile and then asked me “are you comfortable’. I laughed and said: “I’m trussed up like some kind of insane prisoner, have a butt plug up my ass and my cock and balls look like an oversized sausage with tomato’s”. “But, yes I’m OK, comfortable”. Susan looked at me and said good. “I have two last items. First is your gag”. She pulled out a standard red ball gag, had me open my mouth and popped it in. Then buckled it behind my head. “Sorry” she said. “But, the last piece of gear you’ll need are these” They were two small alligator clamps hooked together with a short chain. Susan opened and closed them a few times, then walked up to me, intent on applying them. I tried to back away, but I was backed up to the bench and unable to move. “Don’t worry they don’t hurt that much and are easy to get used to”. She said I wear them occasionally when serving a mistress or master”. She stepped on the spreader bar and grabbed one of my nipples planting the clip on it. It hurt. She quickly did the other nipple. Then she turned screws on each clamp so that they couldn’t come off without a hard and painful tug.

“Done” she said looking at me. “twenty minutes to spare and you standing there with an olympic sized hard on” Looking me in the eye Susan said: “Kerry is very punctual. Our deal is that I have you for an hour and any time left after fitting you out is my time to use you”. You are partial payment slave. She grabbed my cock and stroked it, She pushed me backwards making me lie on the bench as she clambered on top of me. Pulling up her dress she lowered herself onto my very rigid, ring encircled cock. She spent the next ten minutes riding me and came in a huge orgasm. Her juices leaked all over my pubic region. Not wasting any time she quickly helped me up faced me towards the bench leaned back and told me to get on my knees. She removed my gag and instructed me to perform cunnilingus. “Kerry said you are very good with your tongue and I still have ten minutes”. I performed for her and in less than ten minutes she climaxed twice more. My face and body were covered with her juices.

Susan helped me stand up. Then sucked on my cock and licked my balls, cleaning me up. She wiped my face with a baby wipe. And was checking me over when Mistress Kerry walked in. “Hi Susan” she said, “Hi Kerry” was the reply. “I trust my new sub has passed his next test”. “He’s a pleasure to work with. Has good control over his cock, an almost magical tongue and a pleasant demeanor”. “I hope you’ll share him with me again sometime”. Kerry smiled, came over to me and kissed me hard. “I’ll leave you two alone” said Susan as she left the room, closing the door behind her. “This is just the beginning Steve” Kerry said. “I’ve something for you”. She took a collar from her bag and showed it to me. “Read it” She said: “Property of Mistress Kerry, I said”. She continued: “whenever you wear this you are in submission to me until I remove it. Do you understand”. I said “Yes Mistress”, whereupon Kerry buckled the collar around my neck. “Now I get to play for awhile”. She attached a leash to my collar and undid the spreader bar from my ankles. “They have a playroom here that we’re going to use for a bit”. Turning, with me following on her leash, we went out into the hall. At the end of the hall were some stairs going down and a large room where bondage gear awaited. Kerry brought me to a padded bench removed the nipple clamps and said “I’ve been waiting four days for another tongue lashing. You have lots of work to do slave”. With a fast “Yes Mistress” I buried my face in my new Mistresses crotch. I was only beginning this journey but felt happier and more content than I could ever remember.

To Be continued….

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