sarbonn
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My Session With Lady Domme
I had never had a session with a dominate before, so I was really nervous. But I had read all the dominate books and magazines, so I knew that these ladies were looking for someone who really appreciated them wearing their hot leathers all day long and those really sharp high-heeled shoes. Well, I felt I was right up their alley, and knowing I was a true submissive (because I had read about it a lot), I knew I was just what they needed. Boy was I in for a wonderful time.
Lady Domme (well, that’s what she said her name was, although I wondered why her parents would name her something like that unless they knew she was going to be a professional dominatrix right from birth, but that’s one of those stories that I’ll have to discuss later) met me at the door and for some reason seemed a bit upset that I was only an hour and a half late. I told her that I had to grab a cheeseburger before meeting her, and that takes time. She seemed a bit upset, but she got over it.
So, she invited me in and took me to a room off to the side of the main entrance. She sat me down and asked me what my preferences were. I mentioned that I liked wall paneling better than the wall paper decorum she was using, and then she asked me what my preferences were concerning S&M. I told her that I was looking for a dominate who would take total control, but not do anything that I wouldn’t want to do. Then she asked me what I didn’t want to do, and I told her that I would leave that up to her. After all, I was going to be a real submissive, and I knew she’d appreciate that. For some reason, she kept sighing a lot. I think that was a secret fetish with her, so I wasn’t about to say anything to stop her. Hey, she’s the dominate, right?
So, she took my money and then told me to take off my clothes and wait on my knees. So, I undressed, tossed my clothes on the sofa like I do at home and then waited on my knees for a couple of minutes while waiting for her. But she didn’t return immediately, so I figured she wouldn’t mind if I caught the news on the television in this room. I was only through the beginning of the weather when she returned.
To say she was beautiful is an understatement. She was dressed in the greatest leather outfit I’d ever seen in person. Well, it was the only one I’d ever seen in person, but it was still great nonetheless. Anyway, it was tight leather from neck to toe, and I think it was a one piece body suit. I couldn’t wait for her to take it off for me to see what was underneath. But before I could address that she suddenly got all upset about the TV; I guess it wasn’t on the station she liked, so she walked over to me and grabbed me by the hair and brought me over to the sofa to look at my clothes. She said I was supposed to fold my clothing, not just throw it there. I said: “Hey, Baby, I don’t fold my clothes at home. Why would I start here?”
Well, things kind of went downhill from there. She grabbed my clothes, threw them into a corner, kept her hands on my hair and pulled me into a room located next to the one I was in. It was one of those big dungeon rooms with lots of equipment in it. Wow, I was so excited, and I just knew my fantasy of being a real submissive slave was finally going to be realized.
End of Part I
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