My first visit to a true Mistress could not have prepared me for the exquisite torture of pleasure of pain that I was about to experience, I am referring to my Mistress a truly stunning lady in every way.

Upon arrival at her residence I was greeted by Mistress herself and led into a beautifully appointed lounge, whereupon I was offered a much needed glass of wine, we then sat comfortable upon her Chesterfield where Mistress proceeded to interview me to see if I would be suitable material to serve her as a slave.

As we talked, I could feel my trepidation and fears slipping away (I could not have imagined the pleasures that lay ahead). It was during the interview that I made my first mistake of the session, I made a joke at the Mistress questioning, a mistake that I would pay for with extra lashes in our session so be warned Madam forgets nothing.

I was then given firm and very precise instructions as to how I was to begin my training and any deviation from these commands would be dealt with very severely and would not be tolerated by Mistress.

I was summoned to the dungeon by the sound of the bell and quickly found myself standing naked, hands on head awaiting the arrival of the Mistress. All was quiet apart from stiletto-heeled sound of her descent into the dungeon. There she was, standing directly behind me. God I am sure she could feel the fear emanation from me. ‘Hand me the crop slave – now’ she commended, In my fear I handed her the wrong instrument but to my relief she forgave me, as this was my first session and I was not familiar with her vast array of equipment I do not think I will be forgiven again.

Quickly, I had a collar, ankle and wrist cuffs place upon me, then I was bent over the trestle and securely placed in position for my examination, (Anal and Genital), This was a very professional Mistress indeed, there then followed some slaps from Mistress’ hand and warming up of my backside by Mistress’ paddle. This is the Mistress said was to prepare me for the treatment to follow; I did not have to wait long, Whoosh! The cane caught me by surprise, oh and the pain I was about to speak but thought better of it as Mistress herself began to speak ‘slave I am going to give you twelve good strokes of the cane I want you to count as each on is administered after each stroke I want you to thank your Mistress, Do you understand?’ then she said, ‘Before I continue I will place some weights on your testicles just so that you don’t enjoy it too much’ this was duly done and the punishment continued. Mistress then released me from the restraints of the trestle but my freedom did not last long, I was quickly placed in a chair, this felt like heaven as my burning rump was cooled by the soft caress of the leather bound chair I had no time to relax as my arms and legs were raised and secured to the ceiling by chains. I was then blindfolded.
Helpless, restrained and in a world of darkness I was completely at the mercy of the Mistress, what she did to my testicles and penis I will never know but it hurt like hell and was wonderful.

Released from this confinement UI was commanded to kneel at the Mistress feet whilst she took up position in the chair I had just vacated, she then stood up and commanded me to remove her stockings and shoes this I did with great pleasure, she then sat down and ordered me to caress and massage her foot with the cream that was beside me, after I had finished with her right foot, I then continued with the left. God I was in heaven, I had to be careful not to let Mistress see my enjoyment otherwise I am sure she would have punished me, After all I was there for her pleasure – was I not? I could not believe it when she let me touch her skin, Could this get any better?

Mistress was by now itching I am sure to inflict more punishment upon her worthless upon her worthless slave. Quickly, effortlessly I was fitted with a full body harness and cock restraint and secured to the wall, my arms were raised and secured to the ceiling and my legs were pulled ruthlessly apart by a leg divider at least 4 feet in length. My torso was then encased in chains, so there I was, completely at the mercy at my Mistress a smile ran across her lips as she informed me that I was going to receive fifteen lashes from her favourite piece of equipment. I was instructed to count each and every one. One, two, three, on they went until I felt I could not take anymore. Fifteen strokes and suddenly it stopped and all was quiet. ‘Slave I am going to leave you in that uncomfortable position for a while and when I return I am going to finish your punishment which will please me’.

So there I was, left alone in the dungeon to savour my thoughts and gather my strength for the final onslaught of Mistress’ devious punishments. Slowly but surely I could hear her grinding heels returning to the dungeon; what I thought could possibly happen now?

I was released from my constraints of the wall but within seconds I found myself lying in an unusual type of rack. My arms were raised and secured to the ceiling as were my legs, I felt my body torn between heaven and earth, it was exquisite torture of the highest degree a cord was attached to my cock restraint and pulled tightly I thought this was I was to be left but no, there was yet more to suffering to come. Nipple clamps were applied and these were attached to the ceiling by a chain which Mistress took great pleasure puling from time to time, this was the greatest pain of all and was difficult to suffer but suffer it I must to please Mistress.

Mistress went out of sight for a second but quickly returned with a lighted candle, surely she must have seen the fear that engulfed me, if she did then it was surely treated with contempt and ignored. Hot wax was then applied to my nipple and testicles, oh! God that look of satisfaction across the face of Mistress and I am sure she smiled. All was quiet, then suddenly Mistress spoke, ‘Slave you have pleased me’, ‘Thank you Mistress’, I responded quickly.
‘I am going to reward you’, my cock was released from its restraint and Mistress gently stroked and massaged my penis, the relief was amazing but I did not want it to end there so I asked if I could keep my semen until I returned home and could release it, remembering and savouring the memory of my first visit to Mistress……..

Until I am summoned again!

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