Household Slave Experience

 Today (14/3), I had a session with Mistress Leyla and I was so happy because I have the privilege to serve Mistress at her home. It was a  one-day long (7 hours) session and the main task today was to clean Mistress's premises. I arrived 15 mins before the scheduled session time due to the train arrived early. Upon arrival, Mistress came to the front entrance to greet me. Then, I was escorted to the living room and Mistress started telling me my duties today. It was basically cleaning the bathroom, Mistress's bedroom, staircase and landing. Also, I was asked to prepare sandwiches for Mistress and myself as lunch. Before, I was led to the washroom, I met a cute friend and she is just as lovely as Mistress. 

I was then escorted to the bathroom. I changed my slave uniform and also wore the panty and stockings provided by Mistress (Thanks again!). Mistress started to detail what I need to do and how to clean the bathroom. Of course, things would not be easy when having a session with Mistress Leyla. I was asked to put on a leather belly belt, i.e. those to escort criminals in the US, and then a pair of handcuffs with a long chain (24 inches) was put through the hoop on the belt and my hands were cuffed. This means that my wrists were connecting to my waist by a long steel chain and hence, I could not extend both of my arms at the same time. Once might thought that the chain is so long and hence, it should not affect work. This is not true as the amount of restraint provided by that cuffs was unbelievable when one tried to stretch his/her arms. Nevertheless, other than the handcuffs, a pair of leg irons with a relatively short chain (8 inches) was put on my ankles and after the lock sound, I was completely locked up and I could only walk slowly. Also, my every move was monitored by Mistress as she would need to rate my performance and to decide whether I would be a good household slave...

As I am not very good in doing housework, it took me an hour just to clean the bathroom and from time to time, Mistress taught me how to do some tasks during the cleaning process (Thanks Mistress). I did learn a lot from Mistress today and I promise I will do it better next time. In fact, just after cleaning the bathroom, I have a feeling that I managed to explore a bit more of Mistress's life and at the same time, Mistress also knows me a bit more. This mutual exploration really makes me feel happy because I want to serve Mistress and what I need is to understand Mistress more so that I could adapt and work more effectively.

After cleaning the bathroom, I was taken down to the kitchen to prepare lunch for Mistress. Well, it is something that can be forgotten as my cooking skill is disastrous. It was lucky that Mistress did not suffering from food poisoning after having the sandwiches I prepared. So I was lucky enough to have a chance to have lunch with Mistress and I have the privilege to try the golden juice by Mistress. To be honest, my cock was turned to a steel rod once I drank Mistress's golden juice as I would like to try it for long. I think I was very lucky to have a chance to try it today. Of course, I hope I would have the chance to drink it again as I treat it as a reward from Mistress, i.e. I only can taste it if I am well-behaved and performed well during session.

After lunch, it was the time for Mistress to take a break. I was asked to get into a small closet. Once I was in, Mistress tape by left hand on a cupboard and another pair of handcuffs was put on my right hand with the other end anchored to my neck collar. I did tell Mistress that I had a full ball but I could not put on my chastity cage today. As a result, Mistress took some precautionary measures and taped both  of my palms seriously to become two 'duct tape balls'. This means that first of all, none of my hands could reach my cock or even I managed to reach it, I could not use my palms at all. Then I was hooded and the closet door closed. I don't know how long I was there but what I can tell is since the time Mistress tied my hands, my cock was like diamond hard and I could tell that even a single stroke by my hand will cause a serious 'volcano eruption'. Of course, Mistress did prevent such an eruption happening but it was really the most difficult few hours for me to suffer. I would like to cum but I could not serve myself. I tried to move my cuffed right hand to reach my cock but it felt like they were separated by 2 miles away. I could tell that there was a little bit of liquid came out from my cock (probably pre-cum) which did not help at all because it just made me to feel even more horny.

A few hours later, Mistress released me from the closet and Mistress asked me how did I feel. I answered honestly that it was hard but it is something that a slave must experience. This is because liquid release itself is a reward and slaves will require permission from Mistress before they can do so. The permission would only be granted in some very special circumstances. I found that I need to get use of this feeling as my cock and cum are both belonging to Mistress Leyla but not myself. I am here to serve Mistress but not to ask Mistress Leyla to let me to do whatever I want. I am here to obey Mistress and not to ask Mistress to fulfil my wants.

Afterwards, Mistress escorted me back on the second-floor to do Mistress's bedroom cleaning. I was very lucky as I was allowed to clean Mistress's bedroom and again my cock became rock hard after I saw Mistress's clothes (and also her sleep mask).  Compared to cleaning the bathroom, it was easier although I still need to practice more so that I can work faster next time. Once again, Mistress treated me so nice as she made me a cup of tea (Thanks Mistress). It took me about 40 mins to clean the bedroom and then I was asked to clean the landing and staircase. It was actually one of the hardest tasks ever. Don't forget that I was wearing a pair of short chained leg irons. In fact, it was very difficult to walk up and down the stair due to the short chain. I had to be extremely careful as one wrong step would cause me to fall down from the staircase. As a result, it took me about 30 mins just to clean the stair. I need to practice more on wearing leg irons to go up and down stairs to improve my work efficiency.

Before ending the cleaning duty, the final task was returning to Mistress's bedroom to do the bedding for Mistress. Again, it was not an easy task as I was cuffed so that I could not extend both of my arms at the same time. In fact, I could not do it properly at first and again Mistress taught me a method to do the bedding quickly. Thank you so much Mistress. I really learnt a lot of things from you today. After doing the bedding, I was asked to tidy up everything and then Mistress uncuffed both my hands and ankles and it was definitely the longest time I was in cuffs. However, I would like to be long-term cuffed by Mistress again in the future. I promise Mistress that I will improve my effectiveness next time and I will aim to do all the cleaning within 4 hours.

It was a really intense but fun session. I do understand Mistress a lot more after today and I believe it is same for Mistress. I also know a new friend and she is so cute. I will definitely come back to serve Mistress again and I hope in one day, I will have the opportunity to become an owned household slave of Mistress Leyla.

P.S. After the session, Mistress granted me permission to cum  (Thanks Mistress). To return, I decided to write this blog post first before I am going to have my volcano eruption. Of course, if Mistress would like to change her mind, please let me know and will put on my chastity cage to become a good boy again. Also, thank you so much Mistress treated me so nice today.

Session with Mistress Leyla – Some Thoughts After Session

 

On the first Tuesday in November, I had a session with Mistress Leyla. This was my second session with Mistress Leyla and I was very excited about it. I woke up early in the morning and checked the traffic condition to ensure I would arrive Mistress’s dungeon on time. Before setting off, I texted Mistress Leyla to confirm my booking and then started driving. This time, Mistress Leyla ordered me to wear stockings under my clothing. I am not so experienced in wearing stocking and I found that they are quite comfortable although it would be better if I get a pair of large instead of medium as it was a bit too small for me.

I arrived Mistress’s dungeon on time and upon arrival, Mistress Leyla welcomed me and asked me to sit down on the bench in her Dungeon. Then what happened next made me to face the reality, i.e. I knew that I would have a harsh session today… Once I sat down, Mistress Leyla handed me two things immediately - a female panty and a slave collar which has my name on it. I wore the collar immediately although it does not fit well and then I put on the panty. Probably I was too stressed or excited, I put on the panty incorrectly as well as I did not aware that the stockings were not at the correct height. I then knocked the door of the chamber and Mistress Leyla called me in. As usual, I was asked to kneel in the ‘full position’ and then the first thing Mistress told me was: ‘did you check your stockings and panty before coming in? Also, why the name tag of your collar was at the back?’ I apologies to Mistress Leyla immediately and then I spent quite some time to rectify all the mistakes I made. In fact, I was not able to spot what was the problem for my stockings and I received penalty from Mistress immediately. I was asked to run around the garden outside Mistress’s dungeon for 2 mins. I was naked and did not wear shoes. I felt so embarrassing as I afraid Mistress’s neighbours will spot me and, there was a helicopter flew past at the same time. I ran slowly and carefully as I did not wear shoes and 2 minutes passed (it felt like 2 hours) and Mistress Leyla allowed me to come back in the dungeon.

Then Mistress Leyla gave me the first task of the session. To be exact, to wear the stockings properly (i.e. same height in both sides and also to have the same area of the dark colour top bit) within 60 seconds. I managed to do it in my first attempt and Mistress Leyla was pleased. I was then asked to repeat the task but the time was reduced to 45 seconds. Before the timer started, I know that I would not be able to complete the task on time as my feet were wetted by the damped soil in the garden and hence, it was difficult to put on the stockings. I could not finish the task (not even managed to do one side) on time and hence, I received more canning punishment (14 strokes) from Mistress Leyla.

Afterwards, Mistress Leyla tested my knowledge in different slave positions. Although I did practice all the positions many times before attending the session, I was too stressed so sometimes I needed to think about how to do a particular post, especially for those similar posts such as the lying, prone and invert positions. In addition, I am not so flexible nowadays so could not really get the inspection position right. Luckily Mistress Leyla was very kind to forgive me but I know that I need to do more exercises to improve my flexibility and to practice more to make sure I can do all the positions without thinking in my next session.

Then, Mistress Leyla asked me to go into the cage. It sounds like an easy task to complete but it wasn’t… Before going into the cage, Mistress Leyla cuffed my hands using a pair of metal handcuffs in front. Once the cold metal cuffs touching my wrists, I felt that I am now really a slave fully controlled by Mistress Leyla. It is not a secret that many Mistresses/Masters tend to handcuff their slaves all the time to ensure their safety (joking 😊) but to make the slaves to feel that they are now under control and hence, to give them slavery feeling. Although my hands were cuffed in front (luckily), due to the short chain between the two cuffs, the movement of my hands was highly restricted. Before putting me in the cage, Mistress asked me to remove all the pillows and the duvet from the cage. It is of course an easy task in normal times but don’t forget that my hands were cuffed so I could not actually spread my arms. It was extremely difficult for me to hold the door of the cage which is hinged from the top of the side frame and to take out all the things inside the cage. I used my shoulder to support the cage door and then took out all the pillows. Now, I faced another new challenge which was to remove the bulky duvet. I know that as my arms could only spread for max. 20 cm, I would not be able to hold the duvet. I tried to roll the duvet so that I could hold it with my cuffed hands. It was an extremely difficult task and after 3 mins of struggle, I finally managed to remove the duvet from the cage. Now, Mistress Leyla asked me to kneel in front of her. I was then blindfolded and gagged before I was led to and locked in the cage. Also, Mistress Leyla clamped my nipples and the chain of the nipple clamps was connected to my neck collar. This means that every movement of my head will move the clamps. I tried to minimise my head movement to minimise the pain sent from the clamped nipples to my brain.   As I was blindfolded, I did not know how long I spent in the cage. However, I do think that every minute in the cage feels like an hour as I could not see and could not talk. I felt so vulnerable as I could not tell what will happen next as I was confined in a small cage. The first 20 minutes (I thought) was okay as nothing happened on my body and I was about to relax a bit. But then…. Suddenly some pain came from my cock because Mistress Leyla started canning my cock. I could not see and my hands were cuffed. I tried to move to avoid but I couldn’t as I was locked in a cage. What I could only do was screaming through the gag. Mistress Leyla did the canning three times during my time in the cage and then I was released.

After releasing from the cage, I was asked to kneel in front of Mistress Leyla again. Mistress removed my hood and the gag but then she gagged my mouth using the device that used by dentists to keep their patients’ mouth open. Mistress Leyla then lighted a cigarette and my mouth became the ash tray for Mistress. After smoking, Mistress removed the handcuffs from my wrists but put a pair of leather cuffs on my ankles so I could only walk in small steps from now on and re-gagged me. Mistress Leyla then asked me to put on my shoes and I was led to the outdoor garden. Mistress asked me to walk toward a wooden stock and I was locked there. It was again a very embarrassing experience as I was naked and I was hold still in the garden with a helicopter kept flying around. Also, as I wore the dentist gag, I couldn’t swallow saliva and it kept drooling from my mouth. I don’t know how long I spent on the wooden stocking, probably 10 mins but again I felt like I was there for at least 1 hour as I was completely immoblised and I was scared to be spotted by someone in the helicopter or by Mistress’s neighbours.  

After coming back from outside, Mistress Leyla kindly removed my gag but re-cuffed my hands and allowed me to give her a foot massage. I used my cuffed hands to hold Mistress’s foot and used my tongue to provide a foot massage to Mistress. This is a relatively easy task before I was asked to do the most challenging task of the session. Mistress Leyla asked me to fold the duvet (the one I removed from the cage earlier) and the bed lining and put everything back into the cage. Well, if removing things from the cage is already challenging enough, putting them back will definitely not be easier. To make things even more challenging, my head was hooded, so I could not actually see as I was like semi-blindfolded. Mistress Leyla also re-gagged me so I could not speak (or make a request). With my cuffed hands, I know that it will be extremely difficult for me to fold the duvet. I kept walking around and fold the duvet bit by bit. Also, because I could not see, I could not tell if I did fold the duvet correctly. After struggling for about 10 mins, I finally managed to fold the duvet and made it look reasonably presentable. Now, I faced a new challenge which was about to put the duvet back into the cage. Again, with my cuffed hands, it is an extremely difficult task. I need to hold the duvet which is already a difficult task and to open the cage door. Mistress Leyla noticed that I could not open the cage door so she was very kind to help me to hold the door (thanks Mistress 😊). However, I was still struggling to hold the duvet as my arms could not spread wide enough to grasp it without unfolding it. Then I tried to roll the duvet and after several trials, finally I managed to hold and put it back into the cage.

Afterwards, there was about 10 minutes before the session end. Mistress Leyla was kind enough to allow me to have a happy ending. However, I need to use my cuffed hands to masturbate and cum within 5 minutes. It was a very hard task as although my hands are cuffed in front, the chain was too short so that my left hand could not move free enough to get a full stroke. I have tried different ways to masturbate but the result remained the same. The chain was just too short so I could not really stimulate my cock enough to cum. 5 minutes passed quickly and Mistress Leyla asked me to stop immediately when the timer alarm set off. I put my hands on my head although I was quite close to cum. At that time, I just felt frustrated as I could not get the happy ending. Nevertheless, what I can tell is luckily in this session, most the time my hands were cuffed in front, I could not imagine what would happen if my hands were cuffed behind (I am not convincing Mistress to try it next time though 😊). It also shows that handcuffs are very effective for the purpose of slave’s behaviour control (as well as to make sure Mistress Leyla is safe 😊).

After the session, I found that I need to have more practice on how to serve effectively while wearing handcuffs. Therefore, from now on, I wear handcuffs to write the blogs and to do all the Mistress Leyla’s assigned tasks in order to get use to the feeling of being a shackled slave as well as to learn how to use my cuffed hands effectively.

Anything for My Mistress. A BDSM session review

As I stood there with my mind running wild with what was about to happen, Mistress went about preparing the room behind me, making lots of noise, metal chains clanging, wire being pulled through, draws opening and closing. To humour Mistress as well she had a Guns n Roses CD on which happened to then start playing the song "Pretty Tied Up", much to her delight. After preparing the equipment, and then me (with ankle suspenders and a gag, as well as the reason for my nickname, my bell that goes round my cock), and asked me over to the bench.

Once to the bench Mistress asked me to lay on my back and then put my ankles up which she one-by-one attached to the suspender. At this point she then stepped back and started to raise me up bit by bit. This felt fine until it got to the point of actually going off the bench when on no longer being supported by it I panicked. It's hard to describe but the feeling of having nothing supporting you and then spinning around, all whilst upside down is a massive shock to the system and one its almost impossible to prepare for. All credit to Mistress who was amazing and brought the bench back to where my hands could hold it. This immediately helped calm me down, and after a bit of talking, breathing and getting used to the sensation the bench was removed, and there I was, dangling, naked, upside down in front of Mistresses mirror, an extremely surreal sight to see staring back at you. At this point Mistress tied my hands to the floor via rope, which it must be said makes you feel a lot more secure, but also meant now Mistress felt free to introduce some pain, firstly padding my ass and pulling my jingling cock, before getting some clips and attaching them to my nipples and then my balls.

At this point Mistress asked if I was ok to lose the tied hands, which I very much appreciated, my wellbeing and comfort in the scene was evidently paramount to her. I said yes and Mistress then added a blindfold to me to increase the experience. At this point she tried swinging me which again brought on the same weird feelings as earlier, but through talking we realised that swinging backwards and forwards was fine. Mistress now with this knowledge took full advantage of it, by swinging me backwards and forwards by my jingling balls. Then we moved on again, this time to tackling spinning. To do this Mistress spun me before I had to guess where I landed. Needless to say I was terrible at this and was wrong every time! Sometime during this one of the clamps had fallen off, though this as soon remedied with Mistress attaching it to my cock. Soon after all this it was time to come down.

The session blew my mind and I felt, as Mistress said she did, that I had come on miles. Just to keep me thinking about the next session though I was informed that next time Tinkerbelle is going to be dressed like Tinkerbelle...... oh the joys..... then again, anything for Mistress.

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paul's BDSM session: A Review

Dearest Mistress,

Thank you for our session together. I have visited a few Mistresses in the past but found there was no connection between us in terms of understanding, patience and intellect . With you, I fell I have finally found a Mistress who understands my needs and is willing to be patient. I arrived at your premises today half in excitement and half in anticipation as to whether this meeting would again be like my previous meetings with a Mistress, where I would leave feeling empty rather than complete. As I left your dungeon, I felt only satisfaction at both having made you happy and also at feeling fulfilled. Thank you. I will hope to get some time off in October and spend more time on my knees before your glorious feet. Again, thank you.

~ Paul

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As a newbie, I was both eager and apprehensive about seeing a Domme

Dear Mistress Leyla,

As a newbie, I was both eager and apprehensive about seeing a Domme in person. I felt that my fantasy of a Mistress would never be quite the same as visiting a real Mistress. But, after putting it off for many years, I decided to take the plunge. I spoke to quite a few other Pro Dommes' in and around the Berkshire area, none of whom quite made me feel enticed to make a booking, until I spoke to you. I am not sure if it was your sexy voice or your relaxed manner but whatever it was, I was hooked. My visit to your Chambers was as near to my fantasies as I could possible get in reality, and You were the Goddess I was seeking. Thank you - many times over. THANK YOU. I will see you soon for our next session.

~ Simon

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bob had more than he could muster: BDSM session review

Dear Mistress Leyla,

Just a quick note to say, thank you, thank you, thank you. :)

I had such a wonderful time today that it's almost impossible to put into words. But I'm going to try. :)

I was very nervous & apprehensive, but you completely put me at ease from the start, it's funny, I felt like I was talking to an old friend while we were drinking tea.

Please thank Master Mike for that? He makes a lovely cuppa. :)

The dungeon was amazing. Actually getting dressed the same time as you felt great, it was like we were transforming at the same time from vanilla caterpillars into beautiful, kinky butterflies. :) It thrilled me that you liked my corset & boots & thank you for lacing me up. Having Mistress, dressed in her PVC finery, pull me in tight, a feeling I'll never forget. :) I usually feel awkward wearing them, but around you it felt so right. :) x

I absolutely loved the way you crafted the session, there was a bit of everything & I loved it all. I'm beginning to think I'm more kinkier than I thought! Lol!

How you switched from sadistic interrogator to friendliness was a real mind blower! :) From bashing my balls to brushing me with the feather duster & climbing up me, seductively as I was in the chair. Did I imagine it, or did you actually lick my nipples? OMG! As I say, mind blowing. :))

Who would thought that a flannel & a bottle of water could be such a terrifying instrument of torture! Lol! Shit! This was meant to be a short note! Sorry. :) It's just I find it easier to express myself better through the written word,because of the stammer.

Anyway, to conclude. :)

You are amazing! I genuinely count our meeting as one of the most exciting times of my life and my only regret is that it's my 46th birthday next week & I'm sorry I didn't try this sooner, I've lost so many years.

I'm so happy to have met you as a person & have you destroy me as a Mistress! Lol! I'll try better next time. I don't know how, but I'm going to find a way that we can meet up with you again. I have to. You were right, I got in my car & thought "Did that really happen!?" It was like stepping out of reality into a different dimension & I loved it! I didn't understand the whole Mistress/sub relationship before, the bond. I do now. Looking into your eyes as we played, it happened...

I'm gonna stop now, cos I'm getting slushy. Lol!

Hope we can chat still on twitter? :)

Again, Thank you. :)))

bob

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An adventurous BDSM Session - REVIEW

Dear Mistress Lady Leyla

I am more than willing to fill in your questionnaire but wish to take a little time as I find the whole subject incredibly interesting. I have already written eight sides of A4 on my experience and that is only a quarter of it. Plus I am still on the boil!

  The videos capture two interesting realization points in my make up. As we discussed most of these yearnings come from childhood. At the age of 8-10 my girlfriend was a sweet petite girl called Julie. Sweet until she learnt about boys dangling sensitive bits. She then got the urge to sneak behind boys and give then a good squeeze causing then too jump and yelp! She would never do it to me though and I was too shy to ask.

  I spent many days standing in the playground legs apart waiting for a tickle! But nothing! I found my parents sex instruction book. There were pictures of girls actually enjoying sex. There was also a description of a girl pulling a man in and out by the balls during intercourse, dictating the speed from fast to slow. (This blew my mind and was a first request years later when I had a lover.)

  When I was little sex was something men ‘did’ to women, how dare she do this. And then there were some photos of a girl between a blokes legs playing with him for her amusement. The audacity of this girl, why she was even laughing! The picture that got to me the most was the one where she was pulling him towards her by his testicles. “What a slut” I thought “ what a bag, what a ……..Oh! I wish I could find a girl to do that to me!

  So to watch a video of me being controlled by the testes for a part of two hour where they were continually worked is amazing, I really can’t tell you how happy you made me, a forty year dream come true.

There’s a bit where I’m laying face down and you pull my bottom up by the lease around my balls. You did this a few times and it really made my head swim.

 It was such an undignified pose and I felt you lean over as if to inspect me and said, “I like your bollocks like this” and proceeded to tap them with your crop. It was the way you referred to my anatomy that really finished me off. Naked outdoors pulled up into an ungainly posture and having your nuts tapped at the mercy of a beautiful woman. Heaven comes in many different forms.

 The second video also hits a spot (there were thousands) . When I saw the size of your strap-on I was a little scared. I wasn’t bluffing when I said I was an anal virgin and when you stood threateningly between my legs with a dominant posture stroking your cock I knew I was in for a hard time.

 You looked magnificent and you asked if I liked your cock. STOP, I’m getting carried away here back to the point! The video –  When you told me to suck your cock I did it all the enthusiasm I could muster, I really wanted to please you. When you said suck, I sucked, Lick, I licked. You let out a delightful laugh and reamed my mouth. I tried to take as much as I could to please you and even gagged! You seemed to be pleased, I don’t know, you said “take it slow” as you knew what I was trying to do. I tried a second time and got your cock to the back of my throat.
“Good boy” you praised, you can’t imagine how wonderful a little praise from you makes you feel.

 The killer lines for me at the time were “What am I going to do with my cock?” and I said “Your going to fuck me” you let out a laugh again. I had surrendered to the inevitable. You asked if you thought it was too big? I did really but still wanted to please you and so I was easily persuaded. We know what happens next the text signifies…..

  Kneeling before you at the end I was surprised just how much significance being collared had. You took it off and asked “How I felt?” Anything I would have said to that question would have come over as trite, glib and meretricious. Right out of the blue I leant forward and kissed your thigh, I shocked myself, it was a really beautiful moment and I’ll never forget it.

   You cannot put a price on something like that, five days later and I’m still in the clouds. I really cannot thank you enough – Beautiful

  To taint such a wonderful experience, one that is up with some of my best ever (I really mean that) with the thoughts of a documentary comes over as mercenary and sordid.

 That is not the case I am so fascinated by all this that it would be a work of love and would want to help you in anyway.

 Whatever I will see you again (if you let me) and you can thrash out the details. Thanks once again for the experience of a lifetime and the videos and , and , and ……. I could go on forever!
 Sorry to go on, I'm truly shot!

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The Novice - BDSM SESSION REVIEW

Written by phil and moved here, Mar 14 2016 

I lay naked face down on the floor as my nipple clamps were beginning to bite. I could hear a rummaging as Mistress Leyla searched out of my sight.

“I’m just looking for something for you to ride,” she muttered deliberately teasing. I remembered what I had put in my e-mail but was she really going to go through with it? Earlier I was surprised to go outside and for her to fulfill my first fantasy but surely the next thing I asked for was going beyond her remit.

It was if there was a refusal to believe that these fantasies could come true even though Mistress did nothing to hide her agenda. It wasn’t until I was struck on my buttocks for being late that I really believed I was going to be punished. It was not until I was naked outdoors did I believe that would happen, despite being on a lead indoors going through doggie commands.

The denial going through my head was absolute and even when Mistress Leyla said, “I’m looking for something for you to ride” I still didn’t believe what I was in for.

“Turn over she ordered and I obeyed the long nipple clamps catching on the floor and whipping around on release as my body turned. I lay on my back and looked up and caught sight of myself in an overhead mirror.

Yes it really was me, I had final submitted whole-heartedly to a mistress and was awaiting more torments. I was in a dream, I congratulated myself for making it to the world of my fantasies but was she really going to shaft me?

I looked to the side, still not daring to believe and I saw Mistress with a large pink tapered strap-on protruding from her crotch. I swallowed hard as she expertly rolled on a condom along its entire length. I began to worry a little; the strap-on was at least eight inches long and when a man is going to be on the receiving end of a phallus you don’t exaggerate.

Mistress strolled casually towards me stroking her cock slowly, either to tease or torture me mentally, or professionally ironing out any air bubbles. She stood upright between my legs.

“All of our strap-ons are cleaned thoroughly’ she announced, to ally any fears. I did feel better for that information but with it came the realization that I really was going to get shafted!

“First I want you to suck my cock!” she stated with relish and knelt to my side her knees in-between my arm and torso. I wondered how she was going to take me, was she going to do me missionary style where I was laying, getting me to pull my legs up so I would be in the diaper position or have me on all fours and have me doggie style? There was a bondage table waiting menacingly in the corner of the room and I thought she would take me there rather than join me on the floor.

She offered her cock to me and for the time being I would do my best to please her. I didn’t mind being humiliated, that didn’t hurt and as long as her cock was in my mouth it wasn’t going to be doing damage elsewhere.

“Suck it!” she commanded with authority and I quickly lifted my head to clamp my mouth on her strap-on.