Yesterday I had a slave in my dungeon. He was very nervous when we met and throughout some of his session. He had always wanted to try BDSM ever since he was a teenager. Now here he is in his late fifties just trying it for the first time. He shook, he drooled and he begged for more. I truly feel he enjoyed submitting to me. We started out slow because I needed to know how he could handle things. We had a couple of hours so as the time progressed so did he. He went from being nervous and scared to excited. There was light flogging to start. Then I decided to tie him to my table and do just a little torture to see how he would do. He moaned, and gasped as I tortured him. I like to freak them out sometimes. Instead of putting a blindfold on them, I put the blindfold on me and try to whip or flog the clothespins off their balls or nipples. Even blindfolded I have to say I have a pretty good aim. There was times of tenderness and pleasure to calm him then back to what we were doing. He was so interested in the bondage chair and I knew he really wanted to get in it. I made him beg and then earn his time in the chair. He finally made it to the chair. Yesterday was his first time at this new experience but I am sure, it won’t be his last.
He knelt at my feet and told me his dark secrets, desires and his fantasies. They are safe with me. He kisses my feet and calls me Mistress. I put his collar and chains on and he crawls to the table as I guide him with his leash. I used some of my rope to tie him to the table and we began our session. A good warm up with a flogger and some other implements. He thanks me. He is such a good slave. When I finished with him on the table I strapped him to the chair. The chair of no escape. He moaned, his breath became louder. He was in the chair, enduring what he had coming to him. I think he loved every second of it.
Wouldn’t you like to be him?
Yesterday was a great bondage session. My slave arrived early, an entire hour early eager to please me. I was stuck in traffic, but I wasn’t due to arrive for an hour. I made it on time of course because I like to be punctual, and always in control. He was a handsome slave, oh I will have fun tying this one up and teasing him. Even humiliating him. My first time meeting him. I met him at a nearby restaurant and it was there that I gave him the address of my dungeon. I like to do a quick interview first if I have never met someone. I ask questions, and see how they respond. I want to see if they are worthy of being in my dungeon. At the end of the interview I said “give me ten minutes to go back to my dungeon and change clothes. When you arrive, let me know by texting me so I can let you in.” He did. He arrived and I let him in. He looked so happy. He put his bag on the floor as instructed. After he showed me all of his things that he brought with him, I instructed him to strip down. It was a lengthy bondage session. I started out by hogtying and gagging him. While he was tied and helpless I took some pictures of him. He was bound, gagged, blindfolded. Later he was forced to dress like a pretty girl. A very pretty girl. I made him take off his panties and garter and tied his cock tight with satin cord as was his balls. A butt plug up his ass. He looked so helpless. The session went on for hours. He was a good slave. He will be back.