MY FIRST SLAVE AND MASTER EXPERIANCE

You would think that being a working girl I would have experienced most things and when I have finished work the last thing on my mind would be more sex but you couldn’t be more wrong.

I am a very highly sexed woman and like all women I have cravings,fantasies and my own personal tastes so when I have sex of any sort out of work it is generally at my choosing. Since I was very young I have always fantasized about being controlled and punished severely and I love the feeling of pain when being spanked,caned etc and although I have had clients that will do it for me and pay for the pleasure it has never been the same as having a real master so when a guy sent me an email saying he was a master who wanted me to be his slave I was very interested. I knew that this had to be someone who was both good at what he did but most importantly it had to be someone I could trust completely,after all letting some idiot tie you up and beat the crap out of you could cost you your life so if anyone is considering being a slave then make one hundred percent sure it is the right man or woman, check out places like the slave register and find out everything about them first.

The guy who contacted me sounded perfect but we swapped many emails  and phone calls before a meeting was arranged. His name was Charles and he spoke in a very friendly,well spoken and deep commanding voice which had me turned on before we met, He came to see me last week and arrived at lunchtime in a very expensive car. When he arrived he was dressed immaculate and bought clothes and a bag of implements. He told me I looked incredible and I stood there thinking what an incredibly sexy guy he was. We had a coffee and talked before any procedures took place. When he decided it was time he told me to get a dildo and put it inside myself while he got ready, I sat there on the sofa in anticipation of what was about to happen, I was on the verge of many years of fantasies and needs coming true and I was both excited and very nervous. He walked into the living room wearing leather trousers, a PVC shirt and long rubber raincoat. He got out army standard cuffs and attached them to my wrists and ankles then told me to bend over. The first thing he used was a tawse and I expected him to instantly start thrashing me but instead he just tapped the end over every inch of my bottom,he explained that a good many inexperienced people make the mistake of not warming their slave,lover,victim etc up properly to start with and that it is very dangerous not to as it can cause serious damage and permanent scars plus it is likely to have blood splashing everywhere. He continued like this for a while increasing the strokes a little at a time getting gradually harder. He then used a paddle and started to hit my bottom with more force but nothing that seemed difficult to handle but then he went back to the tawse and this time he made me jump with every strike,He then told me to pull my panties down which being tied up was both difficult and embarrassing, as the pain increased so did the orgasm building up inside of me,then he got out a riding crop and tapped all over my bottom and legs with the tip, the first of countless orgasms ripped through my body and left me in an endless state of excitement, I then found out to my cost not to underestimate a real master as I started to relax and enjoy just pure pleasure because he then hit me with such force it took my breath away. He altered the force and speed of the strokes all the time so my body was never sure if it would be real pain or just gentle but each stroke had me jumping whether it was painful or not. He got me to stand and hold my hands above my head and got out a cane which he ran between my legs getting me soaked,then he started to smack me between the legs and on my pussy causing me to cry out in pain, I was then told to bend over again and received many hard strokes of the cane making me shout out in pain with each one,this all carried on for six or seven hours but then he announced we were going to get changed and he was taking me out for an evening meal. I got ready and he took me to a wonderful romantic  restaurant where he ordered expensive wine and fabulous food .As we sat chatting  over our meal and wine I realised that I was more in love with this guy than I have ever been with anyone in my life and I knew he could ask me to do anything for him and I would. After fine food and several bottles of good wine we came back home. As soon as we got into the house the real master returned, I learnt to my horror that I had been lulled into a false sense of security imagining that he was my boyfriend and we had just returned from a perfect night out. He told me to put on a shiny PVC bondage dress and put the cuffs back on me but this time he secured me with a  heavy-duty chains and told me I was not allowed to speak. I was told to bend over and wait for him to get ready, nothing had really changed from before we went out for a meal but now I found myself shaking and scared. Again he started off slowly warming by bottom but also this time my thighs and legs, when he decided he was ready the strokes started to rain down on me hard and for the first time ever I realised the tears were beginning to stream down my face,it was such a magical moment that I will treasure it forever, I have dreamt and fantasized about such a moment and when it happened it came when I was not expecting it. He made me stand again and put his hand over my mouth with such force I could not breath then he made me wear a gag. When he started to use the crop on me again the orgasms just followed one after another and the force of the strokes got harder and harder, he took the gag out and forced me to my knees and holding my hair he face fucked for ages before gagging me with a silk scarf, then he used the cane on me again. It was nearly 3 am and he said it was time to stop as he refused to give me anymore punishment as he realised that whatever he did I was never going to use the safe word and get him to stop, he told me I had been a very good girl and he was proud of me. He said as it was my first time he would allow me to sleep with him and not tie me to the bed.

In the morning I made him coffee and he tied me up with rope with my hands secured to my sides and my legs tied together, I was then told to go and get tape and the riding crop while he drank his coffee, it was almost impossible getting in and out of bed and walking but at no stage did he make any attempt to help me or show signs of my discomfort. He then told me to fetch a large plastic bag and asked me if I had ever been bagged before, I knew what he was talking about and said no, the thought terrified me but I had so much trust in him I did not question it, what was about to happen would never have happened with a client but here I was about to put my life in the hands of a guy I had only met the day before. He put tape completely over my mouth and nose allowing only holes for my nostrils, then he lay me down and started using the cane on my backside,after turning me over he got the bag and held it over me head, I was amazingly calm about the whole thing until the air started to go out of the bag and I began to suffocate, I looked at him with real terror in my eyes and when I started to shake my head back and forth he removed the bag, as I swallowed in huge gasps of air through my nostrils he told me what a good girl I was and I felt proud that I had pleased my master. He did this several times during the morning and each time was very scary but each time I felt nothing but love and pride for making him happy. It was getting on for lunchtime when we got up and he got ready to go. When it was time for him to leave I held onto him and told him I would love him for ever and I ment every word. He as promised to take me to some fetish clubs as his personal slave and I cannot wait as this last two days have been the best of my life. He told me the marks and bruises would take several days to go and I have added some for you to see and I am very proud of them.

Thank you master

Love Sophie.xxx

How much pain can you take? and is this strange??

 I know you love to hear about my life and the fun I have with some of the guys who come to see me but tonight I have had my strangest job yet, hope you are not feeling to delicate when you read this……………………

 

A guy phoned me this morning and arranged to see me at 4pm this afternoon, said he had to travel approx 50 miles and asked if he could bring some of his own equipment with and said he would explain his desires once he had got to my place.

I showered and washed my hair then dried and styled it. I then did my make-up and got dressed in black panties with matching bra,black stockings and a black see through negligee.

He arrived on time and was in his fifties and  he was a really nice guy and we chatted over a coffee, he told me the thing that got his rocks off was having his balls dealt with. He opened a bag and got out what looked like a steel bearing that split in half and joined together with an Alan bolt and proceeded to clamp it around his balls, he also had a ring and padlock that went straight through the end of his knob and out one side and he attached a long heavy metal chain to this. If your eyes are starting to water you ain’t heard anything yet>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

I have a bar that fixes over the door with straps on to suspend anyone by their hands, normally this is so i can spank guys or tease them without them being able to do anything about it, i suspended him by his wrists, then came the first of the interesting bits, he asked me to go into the bag he had bought and get out a weight, when I got it I couldn’t believe it, in fact I could hardly lift it! The lump of iron weighed  40LBS and he wanted me to attach it to the clamp around his balls!!!! I was a bit hesitant but he said he had managed to have two weights like it attached to his balls so one was no problem, once in place his balls were swollen to about 5 inches. I then spent the next 15-20mins teasing his cock and nipples as well as swinging the weight and smacking him with my leather whip. He then asked me to take the weight off and I thought he’d had enough, how wrong I was! The next request was to kick him in the balls (are your eyes watering now??), I was, luckily enough only wearing my stockings, although I think he would have been happy if I’d still had my stilettos on, I did this about 30-40 times but then he asked me to do it much harder and shout at him to cum, when I had kicked him in the nuts harder another 40 times or so he shot his load and thanked me.

We sat down chatting afterwards as if what I had done was totally normal, he said he used to see a mistress who would hang him up and go and have a bath or do some house work. Although we kissed and he fondled my boobs he was not in the least bothered about having sex. He said he thought I was great and will be visiting again but wants me to treat him rougher.

A final footnote of something really funny that happened earlier today. I was waiting for the guy to arrive and as mentioned  I was dressed in a see-through negligee, black bra with matching panties,stockings and stiletto’s, I looked at the car-park through my bedroom window and saw a posh Mercedes parked there and the next minute there was a knock on the door so I presumed he had arrived, I opened the door and there was a guy standing there,with a big smile on my face said “Hi, come on in”, he looked quite surprised and said ” Sorry love I’ve got a parcel for you that needs signing for”, it was then that I realised it was the postman!!, there was I almost starkers and it must have made his day. When I closed the door I laughed my socks off (well stockings anyhow). No wonder I am blonde because if it’s going to happen to anyone it’ll happen to me.

Sophie.XX