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Part 1
As Jessica pulled up to the two-story townhouse, parking in one of the visitor spaces, she could feel her heart begin to race as a moment of apprehension and panic momentarily overtook her. For the last few days, she wondered if she had perhaps lost her mind. The previous day, she had read and co-signed a contract that, while not legally binding, signed over her body and well-being to Diane, a woman she had met at a college party and who she knew precious little about.
“When you put it like that,” Jessica said to herself as she pulled the keys from the ignition.
Deciding to leave her luggage in the trunk for the moment, she grabbed her backpack that had her iPad, phone, the contract, and a few other personal items. This is it, she thought; no going back now. She rang the doorbell and waited. After what seemed an eternity but was in actuality about 30 seconds, the door opened.
“Good afternoon…Mistress,” Jessica said hesitantly, for a moment not sure what to say.
Diane, who was wearing a black, short-sleeve top with a diamond-shaped neckline that accentuated her bust, and a red skirt that hugged her curves before flaring out just below the knees, replied with a disarming smile, “Welcome, my pet. Do you have more luggage?”
“Yes…yes, Mistress.”
“Leave your bag here and go get it; then I’ll show you around.”
When Jessica struggled to get her large suitcase through the entrance, Diane made no attempt to help, simply amused watching the girl struggle. When she finally crossed the threshold, Jessica sighed in relief and stretched her arms.
“I’ll show you where you can keep your belongings,” Diane said as she led the way through the small but well-appointed foyer. Jessica followed her to the left down a hallway to a bedroom that had a metal-framed, full-sized bed, a nightstand, and chest drawers. “You can leave your things in here for now while I give you the tour.”
After dropping off her stuff, Jessica followed Diane back out to the foyer, which led to a large, open space. To the right was the living room, which was simply decorated with a love seat, two easy chairs and a wooden coffee table, all oriented on a gas fireplace. Aside from the white shaggy rug centered in the room, the floor was a dark hardwood. Adjacent to the living room area was a small, rectangular dining table that had seating for four people. The kitchen was small but had beautiful wood cabinets and stainless steel appliances. Diane led Jessica up the stairs to the threshold of the master suite.
“This is my bedroom,” Diane said. “You are not allowed in here without my permission; understood?”
“Yes, Mistress,” Jessica replied.
“Down the hall is another small bedroom that isn’t being used at the moment.” She turned and went back down the stairs to the hallway near the entrance. “This powder room is for my guests only; that does NOT include you,” she said with a slight smile. “Your bathroom is downstairs.” She turned on her heels and went to the back of the townhouse where there was a door leading down to the basement.
“The couple I bought this from partially finished the basement,” Diane said as she led Jessica down the stairs.
When they reached the bottom of the stairs, Jessica scanned the room. The ceiling had not been finished as there were exposed wooden beams; the walls, however, were finished as far as she could tell. Diane flipped a switch, turning on a couple of lights, which gave Jessica a better view of where she would be sleeping.
“There’s your bathroom,” Diane said, pointing to a door on the far side of the room.
They turned the corner and Jessica felt her heart in her throat.
“And here’s where you’ll be sleeping while you’re here.”
On the tile floor up against a wall was a mattress – not a bed; a mattress. On top of the mattress was a folded set of sheets, a single blanket, and pillow. It was only after seeing her “bedroom” that Jessica noticed some of the other features of the basement. Along the wall opposite her bed was a large chest. Affixed to the wall near the chest were four leather cuffs, which were perfectly positioned to bind a person’s wrists and ankles. Near the wall, perpendicular to the chest, was a metal contraption that sent a shiver down her spine. From the device’s shape, it seemed to be some type of restraining device that Jessica was sure she would become intimately familiar with in time.
Diane followed the gaze of her new sub’s eyes. “I just purchased it last week. I can’t wait to try it on you…what do you say?”
Jessica quickly replied, “Thank you, Mistress.”
“Before we begin your orientation and training, I need to do a visual inspection. Take off your clothes, fold them neatly, and put them over there on your mattress.”
Here we go, Jessica thought. She removed her clothes, slowly at first, then with more urgency as Diane looked at her impatiently.
“You’re going to have to learn to move much faster.”
“Yes, Mistress; sorry, Mistress.”
“Don’t apologize,” Diane replied, “just hurry up.”
Jessica placed porno her clothes and shoes on the mattress as instructed and moved back to where she had stood previously. It was unnerving to have a woman she barely knew appraise her, almost as if she was a product Diane was considering purchasing. As her new Mistress slowly walked around her in a circle, Jessica could feel the heat of her gaze. Diane circled once, then stopped in front of Jessica.
“You’re even more beautiful than I thought,” she said with a slight smile.
“Thank you, Mistress.”
“When it comes to grooming, I have a few rules:
1. Your legs and armpits must be shaved at all times.
2. You must always wear makeup unless you’re working out or going to sleep. I don’t mean to go overboard; just be presentable at all times.
3. Your pussy must be completely shaved. That means as soon as we’re done here, I want you to take a shower and shave your little landing strip off.”
Jessica felt her nipples harden as her body shivered in response. “Yes, Mistress.”
“A few more things:
You will only wear what I tell you to wear. Each night, I’ll lay out your clothes. Whether you’re staying in or going to work, I will decide what you wear. When you’re at home, you will mostly be either naked or in some form of undress. I want to be able to enjoy your beautiful body anytime I want; understood?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Good. Now grab your toiletries, take a shower, and clean up. When you’re done, remain naked and come upstairs to the living room.”
Without another word, Diane turned and left, leaving Jessica alone, standing naked in the middle of the basement wondering what she had gotten herself into, and hoping it would be as good as promised.
After retrieving her toiletries, Jessica got into the shower, and after washing, applied some shaving gel to her landing strip. As she carefully swiped away the thin sliver of hair with her razor, she felt an erotic charge coarse through her body. Washing away the remaining gel, Jessica felt her bald pussy for the first time; she truly felt exposed…and she loved it. As she ran her fingers over her skin, she felt a sudden urge to touch herself; but, knowing that Diane would not like that, she decided it would be prudent to wait.
When Jessica went upstairs, Diane was sitting in one of the easy chairs by the fireplace. Seeing Jessica emerge from the basement, Diane stood and walked over to her. Looking down at her bald pussy, she smiled, lightly running her fingers over Jessica’s now smooth skin, causing Jessica to shiver in response.
“That’s better,” Diane said as she came around to Jessica’s front. “Now, whenever you come into the house – unless I specifically instruct you otherwise – you will ring the doorbell once to alert me you are here and proceed to the spare bedroom; I will provide you with a key.” She pointed down the hall to the room where Jessica had placed her luggage. “You will strip out of your clothes and return to this spot naked (unless I leave out some clothes, which I may from time to time).” Diane pointed to a floor mat that was perpendicular and to the right of the entrance mat. “You will then kneel facing down the hallway.” She motioned for Jessica to kneel. “Now, shoulders back, eyes looking forward, and arms folded at the small of your back. Very good. Whenever you kneel, this is how I want you to do it.”
Being told what to do, how to move, where to move – it was a little dizzying and impossibly hot. “Yes, Mistress.”
“You will always wait here until I come get you no matter how long it takes.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Stand up,” Diane ordered. “When you are standing for any length of time, your default position will be to stand with your feet shoulder-length apart and your arms folded behind your back just like when you’re kneeling.”
Jessica assumed the position.
“Very good, my pet.”
“You seem to have already caught on but I want to make sure you understand: you will refer to me as Mistress or Mistress Diane. If we are with people that are not familiar with our…arrangement, you will refer to me as Ma’am or My Love, if you are so moved.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“As far as food goes, for the time being you will assist me with the cooking. But, you will learn my favorite recipes and will cook for the two of us.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“You will do all the dishes and will clean the house – from top to bottom – every Sunday.”
When she agreed to be Diane’s slave, she wasn’t kidding, Jessica thought.
“If you do your chores well, you will be rewarded,” Diane said, almost in response to Jessica’s thoughts. “Now, let’s take a look at your clothes and see if there’s anything worth wearing.”
Over the next 45 minutes, Jessica showed Diane each article of clothing she had brought with her – tops, bottoms, shoes, dresses, underwear – everything. Diane had Jessica model some things for her before a decision was made to store it or keep it. Finally, when her Mistress was satisfied, Jessica was allowed to put on a black japon porno lace bra and panties before they returned to the kitchen to make lunch together. With their plates ready, Jessica taking care to notice how Diane liked her tuna salad sandwich prepared, Diane had her carry the plates and glasses of water to the table.
As Jessica sat to Diane’s right, her mind flooded with questions that she assumed would be answered in time.
“Are you nervous?” Diane asked, sensing the girl’s anxiousness.
“Yes, Mistress.”
“It’s okay to be nervous. I promised to take care of you as well as train you and I will.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Do you remember your safe word?”
“Kilo.”
“And if you are unable to speak?”
“I should quickly shake my head three times.”
“If you do that, we will stop whatever we’re doing and talk about it. Your first lesson to learn is that submitting to someone in this way – consciously for both party’s pleasure – is not about subjugation or diminishing someone; it’s about relinquishing control and assuming responsibility. That’s how I see it anyways. Do you understand?”
Jessica thought she did but was interested to hear her explain it.
“You have given me the amazing gift of relinquishing control of your body and its pleasure and nourishment…to me,” Diane began. “You have entrusted me with your well-being and happiness.” She paused to let that sink in then continued. “I have agreed to assume the responsibility of not only training you, but taking care of you – physically and emotionally.” Diane reached out to take Jessica’s hand. “This is why I think I get so much pleasure from living this lifestyle – the connection between a Dominant and her submissive can be intoxicating, emotional…powerful. That’s why you’re hear isn’t it?”
Jessica had been listening intently, mesmerized by Diane’s sultry voice. She broke from her reverie to answer. “Yes, Mistress; it is.”
“I will train you how to be a good submissive, which will give you perspective when you return to your other relationships as a Dominant.”
“Thank you, Mistress; I think I understand.”
“Good,” Diane said as she stood. “Clean up and put the dishes away. When you’re done, go downstairs; I’ll meet you there.”
Jessica complied, clearing the table and washing the dishes. When everything was put away, she slowly made her way down to the basement, not knowing what to expect. When she reached the bottom step, Mistress Diane, who was standing near the large chest at the side of the room, motioned for her come by her side.
It took only a moment to realize she had displeased her Mistress as a look of disappointment swept across her face.
“Is this how you stand when you’re in my presence? Like we’re girlfriends hanging out?”
Jessica’s heart sank as she corrected her posture, standing upright with her arms folded at the small of her back.
“Too late. Assume the position – that means get on your knees…forearms on the floor…now present that ass.”
Jessica did as she was told and stuck her ass in the air, waiting for what was next.
“When mistakes are made, there will be a corresponding punishment; no exceptions.” Diane opened the chest, pulled out a medium-sized leather flogger, and brought it down on Jessica’s left butt cheek without hesitation. Jessica groaned, squirming against the flash of leather. Diane struck again, this time to the right cheek. “Since this is your first offense, I will be lenient,” she said as she brought the leather down again and again.
Jessica had never felt anything like it – a sudden pain followed by a feeling of intense pleasure. Was her pussy actually getting wet from being flogged like a misbehaving animal? She counted the hits in her head, and when she reached ten, it stopped. Jessica felt the heat of Mistress Diane’s hand against her hot skin and sighed.
“What a beautiful shade of red your skin turns. I’m going to thoroughly enjoy punishing you,” she said with a wicked smile. “Stand up, my pet.”
Jessica complied, and learning from the lesson just administered, assumed the proper standing position.
“Very good,” Mistress said as she grabbed something from the chest. When Jessica realized what it was, she instinctively bit her lower lip.
“You have such beautiful breasts and large nipples,” Mistress Diane said as she caressed Jessica’s left tit, holding its weight and grazing her thumb across the sensitive nipple. A moan escaped Jessica’s lips as her nipples hardened under her Mistress’s touch.
Diane brought one of the nipple clamps up to Jessica’s left breast. The clamp had black, rubber tips and a metal ring that was obviously meant to hold something.
“Your nipples are sensitive, aren’t they?”
“Yes, Mistress,” Jessica said, a slight shudder in her voice.
Without another word, Diane slowly closed the nipple clamps over Jessica’s erect nipples – first the left, then the right. Sucking in a sharp breath through her teeth, Jessica regained her composure as she accepted lezbiyen porno the pain.
“Okay?” Diane asked.
“Yes, Mistress; thank you, Mistress.”
“As I’m sure you know from your own experience,” Diane began as she walked over to the chest to retrieve more toys, “it’s critical to a sub’s pleasure to experience its antithesis. Through discomfort and an acceptable amount of pain comes a cathartic experience that can lead to incredible pleasure.
“Yes, Mistress,” Jessica replied, her nipples stinging.
“Look up,” Diane ordered.
Jessica did and saw a bar hanging from one if the wooden beams that she had not seen previously; at either end of the bar were leather cuffs. Within seconds, Mistress Diane secured Jessica’s wrists, her arms above her head, her feet just able to touch the ground to support her weight.
Diane stood back to admire her handiwork. Jessica was tall and athletic with large, firm breasts and a tight, round ass that was going to be a pleasure to break in. Her face was beautiful with flawless skin, large expressive eyes, and full lips. She looked absolutely gorgeous suspended from the rafters. Diane wondered to herself how she got so lucky to have such a sexy, willing partner to play with.
Jessica felt so vulnerable; more than she could ever remember. It was exhilarating to be completely out of control, not knowing what her Mistress had planned, but knowing instinctively, based on what she had observed thus far, that she could trust her. Her nipples ached but she knew Mistress Diane had more in store for her.
“We’ll start small,” Diane said as she placed a small ball-bearing weight onto each nipple clamp.
Jessica bit her lip in response to the pressure on her nipples, which felt wonderfully erotic; she wondered when that feeling would turn to pain. Mistress retrieved the flogger and proceeded to strike Jessica across her ass, thighs, and the small of her back.
“Oh…oh…uh,” Jessica moaned after each deliciously wicked hit. As her skin reddened and grew sore, Jessica felt herself slowly let go, allowing herself to give in and fully experience the sensation of the leather striking her soft skin.
“You’re doing so well, my pet,” Mistress said.
“Thank you, Mistress,” she sighed.
Diane walked behind Jessica so that she was out of view, but she could feel the heat of Diane’s body standing close to her.
“Do you like my flogger?”
Jessica shivered from the whispered voice in her ear.
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Let’s see,” Diane said as she reached around her submissive and felt the wetness between her legs.
Jessica couldn’t believe how wet she was as her Mistress effortlessly slipped a finger inside, eliciting an involuntary moan.
“You’re enjoying being told what to do? Being disciplined by your Mistress.”
“Yes, Mistress,” Jessica replied in a hushed voice as Diane slipped her finger out and placed it between her lips.
“Mmmm…you are tasty, aren’t you.”
Diane retrieved two more weights, and while still standing behind her, reached around Jessica and hooked them onto each nipple clamp.”
“Uh,” Jessica whimpered as each one was put in place, adding to the weight that was already tugging on her breasts.
Jessica’s large, firm tits and hardened nipples strained against the weight, creating a constant pain that caused her to squirm in her restraints. She knew she could take it, but it was becoming increasingly uncomfortable.
“I think you need a distraction,” Diane said as she walked over to where Jessica’s clothes were folded.
Grabbing Jessica’s panties, she helped Jessica put them on. This confused the submissive until she saw Diane retrieve a small vibrator from her chest of toys. Turning it to its medium setting, Diane placed it inside the panties until it rested snugly against Jessica’s clit.
“Oh, God,” Jessica gasped as her knees buckled in response to the vibrations. She’d used vibrators plenty of times but it never felt so intense.
Before Jessica could truly enjoy the toy, Diane stood in front of her, inches from her face. Jessica could feel her hot breath as she spoke. “I may not have mentioned this earlier because it wasn’t relevant, but it is now,” she began. “While you are my submissive, you are not allowed to pleasure yourself unless I give you permission. Understood?”
Jessica started to have trouble focusing on Diane’s words as the vibrations against her pussy seemed to intensify. “Yes, Mistress,” she croaked, closing her eyes in concentration.
“And most importantly, you are not allowed to come without first asking for permission. Coming without permission will be dealt with swiftly and harshly; understood?”
Jessica figured this would be the case, but as the vibrator in her panties relentlessly tortured her clit, she knew she would not be able to hold out for long. She answered in a hoarse voice, “Yes, Mistress.”
“Are you close to coming now?”
“Very close,” Jessica gasped.
“Not yet, my pet,” Diane ordered as she picked up a paddle from her chest and proceeded to spank Jessica’s firm, round ass, alternating between cheeks. She loved how her submissive’s butt cheeks jiggled with each strike of her instrument. She stopped momentarily and said, “Why don’t you count the spanks to help you concentrate.”
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