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. View full article »