Collar My Heart

C. Stanton Leman

Chapter 6

As is the custom, Mioko, as hostess of the tea ceremony, entered the gazebo first and started a small portable butane stove to heat the water for the tea. She then carefully arranged all the utensils for the ceremony. After she’d finished, she came to the door and formally invited me in and without saying a word, directed me to my place opposite her on a tatami mat. I took off my slippers, entered and knelt, sitting back on my heels where she’d directed me. She then, with a coy submissive smile offered me my choice of the various kaishi, or sweets, ornately decorating the plate.

She then offered me an ornately hand-painted bowl, or chawan, for my approval. I nodded and handed it back to her. Then, she ritually cleaned each of her utensils in front of me. She then took the lid off of the cup holding the tea and withdrew a spoonful of the crushed tea and ceremonially tipped the spoon ninety degrees, allowing the tea to fall into the bowl. She then gave the spoon a sharp tap on the rim of the bowl. She then poured the hot water into the bowl and began to stir it briskly with a bamboo whisk, or chasan. As she stirred the tea, the green liquid foamed a little. When the tea was mixed, she raised the bowl with the front facing me, bowed her head and offered it to me.

I head-bowed accepting the bowl, turned it so that the front was facing her and took two large sips, wiped the rim and after turning the bowl, handed it back to her. Mioko bowed her head and took the bowl from me, turned it, front facing me and drank the remainder.

“The tea was excellent, Mioko,” I complimented, “and the kaishi was delicious. But best of all, you were flawless in your execution. Well done, little one.”

“Domo Arigatou, Daniel-san. Your reassurance and encouragement calmed me down and I wasn’t so frightened. I felt so safe and accepted in your arms, Sir.”

“I’m happy that I can make you feel that way. Now that we’re alone and relaxed, I’d like to talk to you very candidly. By now, you’ve probably either figured it out on your own or your mother has told you that your father is the one responsible for our meeting today.

“He loves you very much and wants to help you achieve your dream of being in a safe, sane and consensual D/s relationship where you can become what you believe is your nature: a submissive. At the same time, your father wanted to help me get on with my life after the death of my wife, Asuko. She died a year ago of a brain aneurism.”

“Yes, Daniel-san, Mama told me. I’m very sorry for your loss. When we first met, it seemed we could look into each other’s hearts and I saw a deep sadness in your heart.”

“Domo, Mioko. Believe it or not, I felt the same way and it was as if I could see into your heart also. He felt that you and I would be a very compatible match. If you and I happened to connect, he felt that he could help us both find what we need in life to grow and be happy.”

I paused for a moment to let my words sink in and continued, “To tell you the truth, I didn’t put much faith in the chance that you and I would make the connection that your father had hoped, but I did come here with an open mind. I must say that I probably felt what you felt in that I was shocked, utterly surprised and very happy when our eyes met and we seemed to connect on a very deep level.

“I must say however, that I was taken aback by your tiny and youthful appearance. You look like you’re a very young teenage girl,”

“I know. All my girlfriends say I look like the AV model, Jysa. Although she’s Thai and Filipina, we do look very similar. She’s tiny and has a young girl’s figure like mine. I can’t do anything about how I look, and I apologize that I don’t have the fuller figure of a more endowed woman even though I’m an adult. I worry that I don’t have the attributes that are pleasing to you and you won’t find me appealing.”

“I admit, Mioko, it was a shock at first, but I find you to be a very lovely, although tiny woman. I’m more concerned about the connection we’ve made and your mindset than your physical attributes. I confess that you have a very unique beauty and sensuality that I find very alluring.”

“Domo, Daniel-san. I’m very relieved that you accept me as I am. I’m happy that you find me so”

“Now, on to the important things,” I continued as I pulled the documents from my shirt pocket. “Before we go any further I need to hear, in your own words, that you are agreeable to fostering a D/s relationship with me. I’m not asking you to submit to me… just yet. There are things that need to be discussed such as your hard and soft limits, what turns you on – and off, what type of relationship you’re looking for and what you expect from that relationship. We also need to discuss what you’re willing to do to have that relationship.”

Mioko sat silent for almost a minute. Looking directly into her eyes, I could tell she was seriously thinking how to respond. To her credit, she didn’t just say the first thing that came to mind like an impatient child, but pondered her reply carefully.

“Daniel-san?” she said almost questioning, “If I have trouble putting into words what I’m feeling, please forgive me and be patient.” She gave a cleansing sigh and continued, “When we first met and looked into each other’s eyes, I could see it. The tone of your voice, your word choice and cadence, your manner and bearing, the way you react and the way you listen to me, the way I react to you… it all feels… it all just feels right. We’ve made some kind of soulful connection that I cannot deny.

“Up until a few days ago, I never would have imagined that the man I’d feel this way about wouldn’t be Japanese. I just always assumed that only a Japanese man could understand me completely. Like you said, it’s not our attributes that matter, but what’s inside a person. I find you incredibly captivating on all levels.

“I want so much for you to be pleased with me and I just keep making mistakes. I’m afraid that you’ll think me too childish or too young and immature to bother with. I’m so afraid of losing something that has changed me inside in ways I don’t understand. Ever since I was nine, I’ve always thought I knew what I wanted, but now, everything is so overwhelming! I realize that I don’t really know who I am or what I expect by getting what I’ve always wanted: to be submissive to a man that would cherish me. I know that’s still what I want; I just don’t know what to do about it.

“I believe in my heart that you can be that man, but I’m so afraid that I’ll fail to meet your expectations. I would like to try and be that woman for you, but I don’t know how. What am I willing to do? Anything within my limits to do, Daniel-san, but I can honestly say that I will try as best I can to make you proud of me and worthy to have you as my Dom.”

I smiled and chuckled lightly and she looked at me with sadness, probably thinking I was laughing at her. I quickly said, “Mioko, I’m not laughing at you, but it’s rather charming that you don’t really realize who or what you are; even after years of mentoring by your mother. Let me explain.

“Are you submissive? I can assure you that you are. You’ve mentioned several times your desire for me to be pleased with you. A submissive has that exact trait: a deep desire to be pleasing. They also display a positive physical response to certain activities within a D/s or BSDM lifestyle. You certainly demonstrated that today at lunch. It’s also a common trait that someone new to the lifestyle may have an idea that this “feels right”, but doesn’t really have a clue as to what they really want.”

“But… but,”

“Bear with me now,” I could see the look of confusion on her face. I tried to calm her by saying, “I’ll tell you exactly what you’re feeling and you tell me if I’m wrong. This all seems so exciting to you, it just feels right, but the fear of the unknown makes you doubt your true nature. You’re probably wondering if the reality of a D/s relationship is what you’ve pictured in your mind. You may already have some things you’d like to try, such as being spanked or tied up, but other than that, you don’t have any idea as to what you really want or would come to desire. At this point in time, you really don’t know who you are as a submissive and what you will eventually enjoy, do you?”

“No Sir, I don’t. And you’re right. That’s exactly how I feel.”

“Being uncertain is normal, and a fear of failure or to be somehow unpleasing is very submissive. I can see your eagerness to please, you’re chomping at the bit to submit and you feel you can trust me, but you’re not sure of yourself. You trust your parents’ judgment of me that I am the type of person that won’t abuse you or take advantage of you, but you really don’t know me. Even though your father and I are very close, I don’t know him intimately and he doesn’t know me. We both know what kind of people we are, but as to private particulars, well, that’s something we don’t share. We all have our particular kinks: he has his, I have mine, and you have yours.

“But Sir…”

I cut her off saying, “Let me finish. I have here a BSDM and humiliation checklist I want you to carefully study and fill out. On each, grade each category from zero to five. Zero meaning you won’t do it, that’s a hard limit for you and five meaning you can’t live without it. Anything in between will open new horizons for us to explore. Do you have any questions so far?”

“But Sir, I don’t think I’m into humiliation. Why should I fill it out?”

“Mioko. Don’t think of humiliation in vanilla terms, but in D/s terms. Think of humiliation as humbling yourself to your Dom or Master. For example, maybe you like to be called names such as slut or cunt. Maybe you get a thrill out of being forced to wear a short skirt in public without panties. Maybe you have a kink for water sports. These things may be humiliating to a vanilla woman, but a turn-on to a sub. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir, now I do.”

“In order for me to give you what you need and push your boundaries to help you grow as a submissive, I need to know as much about you as possible. It’s my job to give you what you need, what you find pleasurable and to push your limits without hurting you mentally, emotionally or physically. I’m a Dominant: not a sadist or a control freak. If you choose to submit to me, I have a very grave responsibility to treasure your gift of submission and cherish you, protect you and always consider what’s best for you – and us.”

“Oh, Daniel-san. What you just said makes me melt inside!”

“I’m also not a mind reader. You need to tell me what you need. There has to be complete and open honesty. The key word here is complete. There must be complete and total honesty from you AND from me. I will never lie to you or deceive you. I may surprise you, maybe even frighten you when I push your boundaries, but I’ll never give you more than what I think you can handle. For that, there needs to be complete trust. Without total honesty, there cannot be total trust. If you can’t trust me, or I you, then we’re just wasting each other’s time and likely to hurt one another.”

“I completely understand and agree, Sir. But if I’m studying these checklists and filling them out, where will you be? I thought we would be spending time together.”

“Tonight, after dinner, I’m going to retire early to alleviate my jet lag. Tomorrow morning I’ll be leaving for the weekend to see Asuko’s family. This will give you time to look within yourself and fill out the sheets. You may consult with your mother if need be, but the answers you put on these sheets need to be yours and only yours. Do you understand?”

“Hai, Daniel-san.” Mioko looked down and I saw her tears start to spill from her eyes.

I reached across and took her hand asking her, “What’s wrong, Little One? What are you crying now?”

“I’m sorry, Daniel-san. But today has been such a whirlwind. First I find the man I’ve always dreamt about, we’re spending time together alone and now, you’re leaving and I won’t see or be near you until Monday.”

Mioko was now openly crying with her hands over her face. I stood and went to her side, knelt and held her to me. I stroked her hair and soothed her saying, “Now, now, Little One, Rome wasn’t built in a day and neither is a relationship. If we take the time to do things correctly right from the beginning, we’ll succeed in having what we both want. I’ll give you my cell number and you can call me anytime: day or night and I’ll be there to answer any questions and alleviate your fears.”

“But, Sir, already I miss you! Just being in your arms…” Mioko turned and wrapped her arms around me. I looked down at her upturned face and I hungrily pressed my lips to hers. Not waiting, I pushed my tongue into her mouth and gave her a smoldering passionate kiss. She kissed me back with the same passion and she moaned into my mouth. We kissed for several minutes and when we broke away, she meekly looked down and sighed.

“Please, Sir, help me. I need you.”

Surprised, I sat silent looking into her eyes for a few moments pondering her request. I certainly wasn’t going to take her virginity in a gazebo on a tatami mat in broad daylight without her signed contract and profession of submission. I decided that now was as good a time as any to see if her desire to submit to me was true.

I stood and walked to a bench that was along one of the inside walls of the gazebo and sat, looking at her gracefully sitting back on her heels. She was looking at me with imploring eyes, fidgeting. I said calmly, “Mioko, even though we haven’t signed a contract yet, and without me knowing any of your limits, will you trust me and submit to me for the next thirty minutes or so?”

“Hai, Daniel-san. I asked, and I trust you and will submit to you.”

“All right. We’re going to play out a scene. For the duration, you are to refer to yourself as ‘this girl’, this ‘whatever you chose to call yourself’, but don’t use the words ‘I’ or ‘me’ to refer to yourself. One other thing: don’t cum unless I give you permission. Do you understand?”

“Hai, Daniel-san, this girl understands.”

“Good.” I looked into her eyes and although still wet, she had a look of smoldering passion and she was still fidgeting. “Kneel and keep still,” I said in a commanding yet even tone. She rose to her knees with her hands at her sides like a statue. Thinking that a little humiliation along with some embarrassment would really press a few buttons, I asked in a contemplative tone, “Since I don’t know you yet, I’d like your opinion on something.”

“Huh? I mean hai, Siren?”

“I was thinking… it seems to me than only a naughty, nasty little girl would walk around with a dripping cunt and sopping panties. What’s your opinion?”

My little subbie emitted an audible “Uhhh” as she closed her eyes and blushed.

“Well?”

“This… this girl thinks you are correct, Daniel-san. Only a naughty, nasty little girl would have a dripping cunt and sopping panties… sir.”

I thought it would have more impact if I ordered her in Japanese so I firmly ordered, “Suppokasu! (Stand up!)

Her eyes shot open and she rose as quickly as she could while not falling over. “Turn and face me, Little One” I ordered. She pivoted on the balls of her feet and stood erect facing me about eight feet away.

“Come closer.”

Mioko took several steps towards me and stopped about four feet away. This being her first scene or interaction with a man in a D/s situation, I decided to be more dramatic than usual. I leaned over and placed my right elbow on my knee and resting my chin in my hand looked at her as if studying her. After a few moments I sat up erect and in a calm even tone asked her, “So, Little One, do you have sopping panties?”

I heard a guttural groan and as she blushed she nodded her head yes.

“I can’t hear your head move, girl, answer me.”

“Hai, Daniel-san, my — I mean, this girl’s panties are sopping wet.’

“Take them off and give them to me.”

She almost started hyperventilating, breathing through her mouth. She hesitated a moment, slowly grabbed her sides tightly under her obi and worked her panties down her hips under her kimono. She shimmied a little and when they had fallen to her ankles, she took a small side step and squatted down with her legs together, picked them up, took a step towards me and extended her hand. I took them from her and they weren’t only wet, they were soaked! You could have wrung them out. I brought them to my nose and inhaled her fragrance. Her essence was musky, heady and all woman. My cock sure thought so as I quickly became erect.

“Hmmmm,” I mused as I inhaled another sample, “Smells like nasty little girl pussy to me.” I threw her lacy, pink, sodden panties back to her and commanded, “Smell them and tell me what you think.”

Mioko slowly brought the soiled garment to her nose and as she inhaled, she quivered. She bowed her head and just above a whisper replied, “This girl thinks that they are definitely a naughty girl’s nasty panties… sir.”

“What about the dripping pussy that was encased in those nasty things? What does it look like? I’d venture to say it’s a swamp.”

The poor little thing almost crumpled. She staggered a moment and whispered, “Oh, gawd!”

Her hands were visibly shaking but she slowly leaned over and with her right hand grabbed the outer flap of the kimono at her knees, reached inside with her left and pulled the inner flap outwards. When she had it open, she ever so slowly pulled a little more and held it open for me to see her vulva.

Mioko had a fleshy mons with fat labia majora a little darker than the surrounding skin color giving her vulva the appearance of a ripe peach. Her inner lips were plainly visible and shiny, but didn’t protrude outside her outer lips. From the appearance of her unsheathed distended clit, she had the biggest clitty I’d ever seen. It actually looked like a mini dick. She had a very sparse smattering of fine, black silky hairs right above her cleft, but the rest of her vulva was bare.

From smelling her essence, I wanted to bend her over and eat her up like a condemned man having his last meal, so I took a few moments to get my cock under control.

While looking at her charms, I said softly, “Come closer and spread your legs a little; I need to check and see if you are a nasty, naughty little girl.”

She didn’t answer, only stepping up and stopped two feet in front of me. “You didn’t answer me, Little One. What, are you asking for punishment?”

“Sorry, Sir, this g-girl is frightened.”

“If I find out you’re a nasty little slut, you better be scared.”

“Gasp!”

As I dragged my fore and middle fingers up the center of her crease, her pussy was soaked and on fire. She even had matching trails of pussy cream running down both thighs. She shivered and moaned “Oh god, Sir, this slut is gonna cum… sir.”

“Don’t! You! Dare!”

Knowing she was on a hair trigger, I withdrew my hand and put my middle finger in my mouth and made a production of sucking off her juices. She groaned and started to pant. I then ordered her to kneel in front of me. When she was in position, I stuck my forefinger in her mouth and asked, “Well, what’s it taste like to you? Did this come from a nasty little slut’s cunt?”

With a faraway look in her eyes, she sucked her juices off my finger. I could feel her tiny tongue swirl around my finger as she savored her essence. When I slowly pulled it from her mouth, she whispered, “Hai, Daniel-san. It came from this slut’s sopping c-cunt.”

I sat back against the gazebo wall and crossed my arms. “Well, it seems we’ve proven that you are a nasty little slut with a sopping cunt. Now, what do you think happens to little sluts with sopping cunts, hmm?”

“I, I mean, this slut doesn’t know, Sir.”

“I’ll tell you. They get punished.”

“Oh gawd, Sir, this slut is gonna cum without even being touched!”

“You better not! If you cum without permission, I’ll beat your little ass so hard you won’t sit down for a week. Understand me?”

“Hai, Shujin.”

“I didn’t give you permission to call me Master! So, let’s see now. You’re a nasty little slut with sopping panties that didn’t answer me and now you presume to call me Master. I think twenty across that tiny little ass of yours should do it, don’t you think?”

She was trembling now. She started to teeter a bit and I touched her shoulder to steady her and said, “Be still, Little One. You can do this. Make me proud. Now, lie across my knees and take your punishment. Don’t cum, because if you do, you’ll really get it, understand me?”

“H-hai, Daniel-san.”

With that, she rose and slowly draped herself over my lap, my hard cock poking her in the side. I picked up the ends on her kimono and flipped the entire thing up onto her back, exposing her tiny bare derrière. She had the tiniest, perfectly shaped round little butt I’d ever seen. Two perfect little firm, pert globes just begging to be spanked.

She had her legs together, so I told her to open them a little, just enough so that I could see her pussy from behind. She was shaking on my lap and as I touched her firm right butt cheek, she started from the contact then relaxed. As I gently rubbed her luscious cheeks, I said to her, “Now count. Thank me and then ask for another. If you lose count or cum, we’ll start all over and then you’ll get the spanking of your life. I’ll spank your dirty little cunt and clit if you cum. Remember, no cumming without permission. Do you understand?”

“Hai, Daniel-san.”

Mioko was primed! She wasn’t on my lap for more than a minute and already I could feel the wetness against my pants leg. “When you’re ready, slut, ask for your punishment.”

She took a deep breath, waited a moment then asked, “P-please, Sir, spank your nasty slut’s ass.”

SMACK! Right butt cheek.

“Eeeek! One. Thank you, Sir, another please.”

SMACK! Left one.

“Ow! Thank you, Sir, another please. Wait! Two.”

SMACK! Right one.

“Relax you butt cheeks, it won’t hurt as much.”

Before she could answer, SMACK!

“Hissss. Three — no four. Thank you, Sir. Another p-p-please.”

SMACK, SMACK! One to each cheek.

“Oh gawd that hurt! Six. Thank you, Sir, a-another please.

At ten, she was literally running like a faucet. I contemplated hitting her on her cleft, but I knew she was teetering and would certainly have cum. I could have made her cum and punished her for it, but I wanted her to succeed. I wanted her to relish in the happiness that she’d made me proud. So, I broke my cadence and stroked her pink and rather warm derrière and told her, “You’re doing well, little one. Hold on and don’t cum. Ready?”

“Your slut is ready, Sir. Please continue.”

“That’s my girl! You’re making me so proud of you.”

SMACK!

SMACK!

SMACK!

“OW, OW, OW! Oh pleeeze, Sir! Let this slut cum!

“Focus Mioko! Count!

“Thirteen. Thank you, Sir, Another please.”

“Good girl.”

SMACK!

SMACK!

“Uhhh! Fifteen. Oh, gawd pleeeeze, Sir!”

At eighteen, her ass was bright pink and as hot as her pussy was wet. From the way it felt, her pussy was a swamp and my whole thigh was soaked, but she hadn’t cum. God this little pixie was making me proud! I could sense she was closer than a pussy hair from cumming so I rubbed her hot cheeks and encouraged her with, “Almost done, Princess. Just two more and I’ll give you your release. Don’t let me down, Baby. You can do it. Ready?”

“Oh Daniel-san, I want you to be proud of me!”

“I am, Little One, I am. Ready?”

“Hai! Please finish, Sir.”

SMACK!

SMACK!

“Ahhhh! Twenty!”

I waited just long enough to hear her count and then reached under her, flicked my finger across her distended clit and ordered her, “Cum for me, Princess, cum now!

“OH! MY! GAAAAAAWD!!!”

She came in a fountain as she dug her fingernails into my calf. I could feel her stomach clench and she squirted a geyser over my hand and against my pants leg. She spasmed four times, squirting with each one and then went limp on my lap, out cold.

Man! Now I know how a fire hydrant feels like after a canine visit! She is so tiny and light as a feather that I easily picked her up and cradled her in my arms, stroking her face. Her hair was soaked with sweat and matted to her face so I slowly pulled the wet strands away as she slowly came back to the living.

Her eyes fluttered and she looked at me through a haze of sexual bliss and sighed. She wrapped her arms around my neck and whispered, “I did it, Sir. I did it.” and closed her eyes again with her head on my shoulder.

I languidly stroked her back and kissed her cheek saying, “You certainly did, Princess. You made me proud!”

“Mmmmmm.”

She slowly came around, and it became painfully apparent to me that she was sitting on my rock-hard cock. I gave her a gentle shake and she sat up with a beaming, goofy smile on her face.

“I’ve never cum so hard in all my life!” she said lazily. “My whole body aches. God, what did you do to me?”

“I gave you a taste of the future, Little One.”

“Gawd! If I get that from a spanking, you’ll kill me and send me to D/s heaven when you actually fuck me!”

“All in good time, my little pretty, all in good time.” I snickered. “But, we’re not finished yet.”

“Huh?”

Mioko had forgotten the sole purpose of a submissive: her prime directive was her Dom’s pleasure: not hers. I excused it because she’s young, naive and needy, but I’ll have to keep an eye on this. It could cause problems down the road.

“It’s my turn. There aren’t any one-ways in this relationship unless I say so.”

“Oh… Wh-what do you want me to do?”

I looked down at my cock and said, “With your mouth, you nasty little slut.”

Mioko looked down and swallowed hard. I chuckled inside and thought Yeah; you better swallow hard.

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Even though I was a little frightened of making a mistake, I chastised myself saying, My god, Mioko, you know this ceremony like the back of your hand. Get a grip!

I carefully went about the ritual of getting things ready and in place. I lit the butane stove to heat the water then ceremonially cleaned and arranged everything . Well, here goes I thought to myself.

When everything was as it should be, I went to the door and invited him in saying, “Daniel-san, it would be a great honor if you would join me and let me perform chado for you. I hope that everything will be to your satisfaction.”

He stepped inside after removing his sandals and replied that he was sure he’d enjoy it. I directed him to the seat of honor and knelt on the other side of the arrangement. I offered him a snack of traditional sweets and then presented him with the chawan I’d selected for his approval. After returning the bowl with his approval, I began the ceremony.

Everything went flawlessly and he seemed pleased. I know I was. I was so scared of making another stupid mistake. He complimented me on the tea and the ceremony and I felt like a little kid just bursting with his approval.

I have to let him know how I feel. I admitted to him that I felt accepted and safe in his arms and he complimented me on my admission. He then went on to speak openly about our future. He told me of Papa’s plan for both of us and that Papa thought we would be a perfect match. When he told me of his deceased wife, I offered my condolences and admitted that Mama had informed me about some of his life. I also told him how I felt that I’d seen his heartfelt sadness when we looked into each other’s eyes.

He admitted that he didn’t put much stock in my father’s idea, but was also shocked and surprised that he felt that same meeting of the hearts that I felt when we first met.

He then made me a little frightened when he revealed he was surprised that I looked so young. Wait until he sees I don’t have any tits, he’ll really freak! At least I’ve got nice puffy nipples to clamp. Down girl, you dirty little hussy, you!

I tried to play it off by telling him truthfully that I was built like a famous Asian porn star. I felt a sigh of relief when he said that once he overcame his initial shock, he was more concerned about me as a person and the connection we’d made than my physical attributes. Oh thank you! There is a God! I then revealed that I never expected to be willing to submit to a gaijin, but I didn’t use that derogatory term.

Daniel-san didn’t waste any time in getting to the heart of things when he started telling me about establishing a D/s relationship with him and I was taken aback when he asked me to tell him in my own words if I wanted a relationship with him also and why. He also said he needed to know my hard and soft limits and all of my turn-ons and turn-offs. He wanted me to tell him what kind of relationship I wanted and what I was willing to do have it.

I knew that now was the time for me to express what was in my heart and I poured my heart out to him. I told him I was frightened of making a fool of myself, making stupid mistakes and that he’d think me a child and reject me. Please, Sir, I’m so scared right now, please be patient with me.

He sort of chuckled and I thought he was laughing at me like I was a child, but he relieved my fears by telling me that he understood and that everything I was feeling: my fears and the way I was feeling overwhelmed was normal and submissive. He really shocked me when he told me exactly how I was feeling inside and he again relieved my fears. My god! It’s like he can read my mind!

I thought we were quickly making concrete progress, but after he told me about the checklists he wanted me to fill out, it felt like the floor was being yanked out from under me. He told me he’d be going to bed early and leaving in the morning for the weekend to spend with his former in-laws. My heart sank… Why, oh why? This is our first time alone and now you’re leaving me. Why do I suddenly feel so alone…so empty. Oh, Daniel-san, I miss you already!

I couldn’t help it. I started to cry and when he reached over and took my hand, asking me what was wrong, just his touch opened the floodgates. I told him I’d finally found him and now he was leaving. I couldn’t help it; I just covered my eyes and sobbed.

He rose and came over and knelt beside me. He enfolded me in his arms and spoke softly to me trying to alleviate my sadness while trying to be realistic. I heard him and what he was saying made sense, but it was just too hard to hear. I said to him, “But, Sir, I miss you already.” I wrapped my arms around him for comfort and looked up pleadingly into his eyes.

I saw overwhelming warmth in his steely blue eyes and he kissed me. He didn’t just kiss me, my insides were bathed in a warmth and passion I could never have dreamed of! I kissed him back with every bit of emotion I had and we kissed for several minutes.

When he broke away, all I could think about was, I want him! I need him! I didn’t care if he stripped me naked, fucked my ass and ripped me open with my head in the koi pond, but I had to have him: one way or another and I pleaded with him saying, “Please, Sir, help me. I need you.”

You told me to tell you what I want, please, Sir. Help me!

Daniel-san was quiet: too quiet. He was looking into my eyes and I was getting mixed signals. It seemed he wanted to bend me over and take me and yet, he was controlled, carefully considering my request. My heart sank when he quietly rose and moved to sit at one of the benches along the outer wall of the gazebo. I just knew he was going to reject me. It’s too soon; he’s going to say no. He just sat there, silently studying me and all I could do was try to plead with him with my eyes.

Oh Please, Sir, claim me! Whatever you want, I’ll try my best to please you. I’m surrendering to you!

Slowly in a calm but even tone he spoke. “Mioko, even though we haven’t signed a contract yet, and without knowing any of your limits, will you trust me and submit to me for the next thirty minutes or so?”

YESSS! Oh, thank you, Sir!

As submissively as I could and with a bowed head, I tried to remain calm as I answered, “Hai, Daniel-san. I asked, and I trust you and will submit to you.”

I took a deep breath and awaited his instructions. I could see a fire in his eyes and was suddenly frightened. Oh shit. Here we go. I’m gonna get my first scene with a Dom. I hope he takes it easy on me.

“All right. We’re going to play out a scene. For the duration, you are to refer to yourself as ‘this girl’, this ‘whatever you chose to call yourself’, but don’t use the words ‘I’ or ‘me’ to refer to yourself. One other thing: don’t cum without my permission. Do you understand?”

“Hai, Daniel-san, this girl understands.” I can’t believe this is happening.

“Good.” Daniel-san was looking into my eyes with an intensity I’ve only seen in my father’s eyes. My pussy was flooded and I was so hot in anticipation, I was sitting back on my heels squirming nervously.

“Kneel and keep still,” he said in a commanding yet even tone.

I rose to my knees as gracefully as I could with my hands at my sides like a statue. Daniel-san asked in a contemplative tone, “Since I don’t know you yet, I’d like your opinion on something.”

“Huh?” He wants my opinion? Oops. I mean, “Hai, Siren?”

“I was thinking, it seems to me than only nasty, naughty little girls walk around with a sopping cunt and dripping panties. What’s your opinion?”

Oh fuck! Right out of one of my fantasies! My stomach clenched and pussy drooled and all I could utter was, “Uhhh” as I closed my eyes and blushed.

“Well?”

“This… this girl thinks you are correct, Daniel-san. Only a nasty, naughty little girl like me would have a sopping cunt and dripping panties… sir.”

I was both startled and shocked when he ordered in Japanese, “Suppokasu! (Stand up!)

My eyes shot open and I rose as quickly and as gracefully as I could.

“Turn and face me, Little One” Daniel-san ordered. I pivoted slowly and stood erect in place facing him. I hope I look as submissive as I feel.

“Come closer.”

I timidly took several shuffled steps towards him and stopped just out of his reach. Chicken. Great! Now he’s looking me over to find something to punish me for. He leaned over and placed his right elbow on his knee and rested his chin in his hand studying me intently. He then sat up erect and in a calm even tone dropped the bomb on me.

“So, Little One, do you have sopping panties?”

I knew it was coming but that didn’t dampen the impact when he asked. I emitted a guttural groan and blushed in embarrassment, and nodded my head yes.

“I can’t hear your head move, girl, answer me.”

“Hai, Daniel-san, my, I mean, this girl’s panties are sopping wet.’ Shit! It’s THIS GIRL — NOT MY!!

“Take them off and give them to me.”

I was suddenly short of breath from the embarrassment and almost started gasping for air. I hesitated a moment then thought, that’s gonna cost you girl. I slowly grabbed the waistband of my panties tightly through my kimono at my hips and worked them down over my hips. I shimmied a little and when I felt them puddle around my ankles, I squatted down gracefully with my legs together and picked them up. They were so wet I was surprised they didn’t splat on the floor. I took a step toward him and offered him the soaked garment in my shaking hand. He took them with a sinister smile. He knew full well they were sopping wet. He brought them to his nose and loudly inhaled. Oh God, he’s smelling my sopping pussy!

“Hmmmm,” he mused as he inhaled a second time, “Smells like nasty little girl pussy to me.” He threw my soaked panties back to me and commanded, “Smell them, and tell me what you think.”

I slowly brought the soiled garment to my nose, inhaled, and shivered. I love my scent and it only fueled my passion and embarrassment. Humiliated, I bowed my head and just above a whisper replied, “This girl thinks that they are definitely a naughty girl’s nasty panties… sir.”

“What about the sopping pussy that was encased in those nasty things? What does it look like? I’d venture to say it’s a swamp.”

I wanted to die! I felt delirious, excited and yet frightened almost crumpling to my knees. I staggered a moment and whispered, “Oh, gawd!”

My god, I’m going to have to show him my pussy! No one’s ever seen my pussy but Mama!

I leaned over and with my right hand grabbed the outer flap of my kimono at the knees, reached inside with my left and pulled the inner flap outwards. When I had opened the flaps, my hands were shaking and trying to delay the inevitable, I very slowly pulled a little more and held it open for him to see my treasure.

Oh god, he’s staring at my little kitty! I’m so wet I can feel myself running down my thighs! Oooooh, he wants to fuck me senseless. I can see the lust in his eyes. Take me you blue-eyed god!

With his lustful eyes fixed on my sopping cunt he said softly, “Come closer and spread your legs a little, I need to check and see if you’re a nasty little girl.”

I couldn’t speak. I thought I was going to squirt right then and there. I knew he was going to touch me and my pussy lips were quivering in anticipation. I stepped up to accept his touch and stopped about two feet in front of him. “You didn’t answer me, subbie. What, are you asking for punishment?”

Your first scene and you just can’t get it right, can you? “Sorry, Sir, this g-girl is frightened.”

“If I find out you’re a nasty little slut, you better be scared.”

“Gasp!’ Scared of what???? I’m sooo screwed!

As he dragged his fore and middle fingers up the center of my crease, I was on fire even my thighs were drenched. I bit my bottom lip because his touch sent electric shocks cackling straight through me! I shivered and moaned “Oh god, Sir, this slut is gonna cum… sir.”

“Don’t! You! Dare!” This is for real!

Please, please, please… don’t cum! Daniel-san withdrew his hand and put his middle finger in his mouth sucking off my juices making sucking and slurping sounds. Just the sight of him tasting my juices made me want to faint! I groaned and started to pant. He then ordered me to kneel in front of him. When I was kneeling in position, he stuck his forefinger into my mouth and asked, “Well, what’s it taste like to you? Did this come from a nasty little slut’s cunt?”

I was in a faraway place as I sucked my juices off his finger. When he slowly pulled it from my mouth, I admitted, “Hai, Daniel-san. It came from this slut’s sopping cunt.”

Daniel-san sat back against the gazebo wall with crossed arms and a snug look of satisfaction. “Well, it seems we’ve proven that you are a nasty little slut with a sopping cunt. Now, what do you think happens to little sluts with sopping cunts, huh?”

Yes. I’m a nasty little slut with a sopping cunt: a sopping cunt for you.

“I, I mean, this slut doesn’t know, Sir.” Shit! Fuck! Another punishment!

“I’ll tell you. They get punished.”

I wanted to cream all over myself when I heard that. “Oh gawd, Sir, this slut is gonna cum without even being touched!”

“You better not! If you cum without permission, I’ll beat you so hard you won’t sit down for a week, understand me?”

He’s going to spank me! What’s he going to use: his hand, the whisk or spoon? I wonder if he’ll use his belt?

“I didn’t give you permission to call me Master. Oh heavens no! You stupid, stupid girl! So, let’s see now. You’re a nasty little slut with sopping panties that didn’t answer me and now you presume to call me Master. I think twenty across that tiny little ass of yours should do it, don’t you think?”

He’s really going to punish me for all my fuck-ups today.

Now, I was actually trembling. I felt lightheaded and started to teeter a bit and he touched my shoulder to steady me saying, “Be still, Little One. You can do this. Make me proud, Princess. Now, lie across my knees and take your punishment. Don’t cum, because if you do, you’ll really get it, understand me?”

I actually started to cry. Cry with joy because he called me princess and cry in shame like a little girl about to have her butt paddled. I just accepted it and replied humbly, “Hai, Daniel-san.”

I rose and slowly draped myself over his lap. I could feel his hard cock poking me in the side and grabbed his leg to steady myself. God! He’ll kill me with that katana! Daniel-san picked up the ends on my kimono and flipped it entirely onto my back, exposing my bare butt and I thought I heard him groan. At least I’ve got enough meat there to please him.

I had my legs closed and my muscles taut. He told me to open my legs a little and I obeyed. I was shaking like a leaf on his lap and when he softly touched my right butt cheek. I was startled and tensed at the contact then relaxed. Why does my Dom have to be a big man? God his hands are big. As he gently stroked my butt, he said to me, “Now count. Thank me and then ask for another. If you lose count or cum, we’ll start all over and then you’ll get the spanking of your life. Do you understand?”

What else can I do? I’m lying on his lap with my bare ass in the air. Just get ready for it. You wanted it and now you’re gonna get it! “Hai, Daniel-san.”

I was scared shitless, but I was also ready to pop and pussy was drooling like a teething two year-old! “When you’re ready, slut, ask for your punishment.”

It’s now or never. I took a deep breath, waited a moment then asked, “P-please, Sir, spank your nasty slut’s ass.” Yes, I’m yours. Train me, Master!

SMACK!

“Eeeek! One. Thank you, Sir, another please. ” That wasn’t so bad.

SMACK!

“Ow! Thank you, Sir, another please. Wait! Two.” Count, you cunt!

SMACK!

“Relax you butt cheeks, it won’t hurt as much.”

Before I could even reply, SMACK!

“Hissss! Three — no four. Thank you, Sir. Another p-p-please.” Owie, that one smarted!

SMACK, SMACK!

“Oh gawd that hurt! Seven. Thank you, Sir. A-another, please.

At ten, I was literally running like a faucet. If he would have hit me one more time, I would have shot off like a rocket. My pussy was flowing like the Fuji River runs to the sea. I could feel his pants leg against my groin and it was soaked. It felt like such a relief when he started to gently rub my poor little bum. My butt cheeks burned and felt hot and his touch was cold in comparison. I felt relieved and rejuvenated when he encouraged me saying, “You’re doing well, little one. Hold on and don’t cum. Ready?”

I can do this. I can do this. “Your slut is ready, Sir. Please continue.”

“That’s my girl! You’re making me so proud of you.”

SMACK!

SMACK!

SMACK!

Fuck that hurt! I felt that deep in my pussy!

“OW, OW, OW! Oh pleeeze, Sir! Let me cum!

“Focus, Mioko! Count!

“Thirteen. Thank you, Sir, Another please.”

“Good girl.”

SMACK!

SMACK!

The electric shocks, the sting, the heat, and the pain… everything seemed to shoot directly to the chi in my belly and end up deep inside my cunt.

“Uhhh! Fifteen! Oh, god pleeeeze, Sir!”

When we reached eighteen, I was a sniveling mess. I had to hold my breath and close my legs to stem the tide. Daniel-san grabbed my left thigh and pulled my legs apart and again gave me relief, rubbing my burning ass. Now, it was on fire and my pussy was literally fluttering. I was soooo close to cumming and I tightened my stomach muscles to regain some control. As he rubbed my flaming butt he encouraged me with, “Almost done, Princess. Just two more and I’ll give you your release. Don’t let me down, Baby. You can do it. Ready?”

I was sobbing now from the pain, the fire in my ass and the molten lava pouring from my cunt. My heart soared with his words. I could hear the approval and encouragement in his voice and then I knew. He could have made me cum, but he didn’t. He WANTS me to succeed. My heart and mind screamed for his approval.

“Oh Daniel-san, I want you to be proud of me!”

“I am, little one, I am. Ready?”

That was exactly what I needed to hear. I knew I would complete my punishment.

“Hai, my Daniel-san! Please finish punishing your slut, Sir.”

SMACK!

SMACK!

“Ahhhh! Twenty!”

Daniel-san again showed his mercy and without hesitation, immediately ordered, “Cum for me, Princess, cum now!

“OH! MY! GAAAAAAWD!!!”

All I can remember is hearing his order to cum, felt his finger brush over my clit and then everything inside me exploded. I dug my fingernails into his calf as my stomach clenched and I exploded like a fire hose over his hand and against his pants leg, then everything faded to black.

I was semi comatose and I could feel him pulling stands of hair away from my face. I slowly awoke from my stupor. My eyes fluttered and I looked at him as if through a fog of euphoria and sighed. I was where I belonged: in the arms of my Dom. I wrapped my arms around his neck and whispered, “I did it, Sir. I did it.” and closed my eyes again, laying my head on his shoulder.

Daniel-san tenderly stroked my back, kissed my cheek and replied, “You certainly did, Princess. You made me proud!”

My ass was still on fire and pussy was ecstatic, but most of all, I had pleased my Daniel-san. All was right with the world!

“Mmmmmm.”

I was slowly becoming more coherent and Daniel-san gave me a gentle shake. I lifted my head and gave him a satisfied smile and said, “I’ve never cum so hard in all my life! My whole body aches. God, what did you do to me?”

“I gave you a taste of the future, little one.”

“Gawd! If I get that from a spanking, you’ll kill me and send me to D/s heaven when you actually fuck me!” He’ll certainly kill me with that spear that’s poking me in the ass. At least I’ll die with a smile on my face and either my ass or my cunt filled to capacity!

“All in good time, my little pretty, all in good time.” he snickered. “But, we’re not finished yet.”

“Huh?” Oh shit! With my orgasm over, now I’m forgetting about HIS pleasure. You stupid fucking, ungrateful newbie brat!

“It’s my turn. There aren’t any one-ways in this relationship unless I say so.”

“Oh… Wh-what do you want me to do?”

“With your mouth, you nasty little slut.”

When I thought of that weapon pushing down my throat, I swallowed – hard. How am I gonna fit that thing in my mouth? Is sword swallowing on that checklist?