From msnat123@aol.com Sat May 22 14:10:02 1999
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Story "My first Time"
From: msnat123@aol.com (MSNAT123)
Date: 22 May 1999 18:10:02 GMT

The First Time

	I guess that I’ve always been submissive but growing up in a small midwestern
town didn’t give any opportunity to explore the feelings that were developing
inside me. It wasn’t until I was in a "adult" bookstore in Amsterdam that I was
even aware of the dominance/submission scene. I was stationed in Germany with
the Army and, on a trip with some friends , I wandered in a bookstore and found
an English language paperback with a cover of a man kneeling at the feet of a
woman with a whip in her hand. I flipped through it and bought it along with
another that I found. This was my first introduction and was all I had for
several years. I finally landed a job in Atlanta and that’s where my real
introduction began. A few weeks after arriving, I found an issue of Creative
Loafing newspaper and through that, found the adult book and novelty stores in
Atlanta. Screwing up my nerve to enter I bought several B&D magazines and read
them cover to cover many times. But I was still too shy to make the first move
and see what this was all about for real. I wanted to, but really didn’t know
how to initiate things and who to go to. 
	This was all resolved on a Friday night. I was in my apartment as usual and
had finished dinner and was settling down for the evening when the doorbell
rang. I was surprised, as this was the first time I’d heard the bell since I
had moved in. The building is very secure and we don’t get random callers. I
looked through the peephole and saw a young woman with a large briefcase. She
looked very professional and I was very curious so I opened the door.
	"Good evening", she said, "I’m a student at Georgia State University and doing
research for my masters project in human psychology. Would you have a few
minutes to answer a survey for me?"
	I was almost speechless at the sight of her. As she was talking, she took a
few steps forward and was almost through the door as I backed up to let her in.
She was as tall as I was and although she was wearing a very business like
suit, she had a figure to die for. Her hair was light brown, medium length and
it framed a beautiful face with green eyes that seemed to look right through
me. My knees felt weak and I was holding on to the doorknob for support. 
	"Please come in," I stammered as she walked farther in. She took a few steps
forward and then turned around. "Go ahead and sit down", she said and motioned
me into the room. "Be sure that you lock the door" It seemed like I was a
visitor in her apartment and not the other way around. I shut and locked the
door and then turned and followed her into the living room and sat down in one
of the chairs. She walked to the television, turned if off and turned to me.
"We don’t need any distractions and I will need you to concentrate on my survey
".  I sat in the chair with my mind racing as she took a few steps to the chair
next to me, pulled it around to face me and then sat down. She opened her
briefcase, took out a folder and opened it. As she was doing this, I couldn’t
help but stare. She was the most exotic woman I had ever seen and somehow she
looked familiar to me but I couldn’t place her.
	"As I said, I’m doing some research in human psychology. My name is Karen. I
have a series of questions for you and the subject is trust and obedience.
Please answer honestly and don’t be embarrassed by any of them. This is in
complete confidence and I don’t even need your name." As she said this, she
crossed her legs and flipped through some papers in the folder. She was wearing
black stockings with black and red spike heels and as she moved her legs, her
short skirt rode farther up her thighs. My eyes were fixated on those shoes and
I was having feelings I’d never felt before. My cock was growing and I was
getting embarrassed, afraid she could see it. "I’ll just check of a few of the
obvious answers on the form such as gender, race, etc," she said as she looked
up and saw the embarrassment on my face. Karen just grinned and kept on going
as she ticked off the questions on the form. "Now, I want to ask you how you
learn to trust your sexual partner. How many times a week do you have sex?" she
asked.
	"Well, I don’t know if that’s a question I’m comfortable discussing", I
answered, knowing that it wasn’t even once a month and I didn’t want to admit
it.
	Karen got a pissed off look on her face and sternly replied, "I didn’t come
here to waste my time. I told you that I needed honesty in your answers and I
need all of my questions answered. Is it that you don’t trust me?" 
	"I really don’t know you", I replied, "How can I know that I can trust you?"
	Karen set down her folder, got up from the chair and took the two steps needed
to be standing right in front of me. Her hips were right in front of my face
and her perfume was the most enticing that I had ever smelled. She looked down
into my eyes and ordered me to stand up. As I did, she took a step back and I
never had a thought of not obeying her.	
	"I have an exercise that we are taught when an interviewee has trouble
trusting us. I’d like you to try it. Turn around and put your hands behind your
back". Without even giving it a thought, I did as Karen told me. In my mind I
didn’t want to do anything to displease her. In fact, I wanted very much to
please her but she was right in that I didn’t feel completely comfortable with
these thoughts.  I could hear Karen open her briefcase and then felt her hands
on my wrists. Suddenly I felt the steel of a pair of handcuffs around my wrists
and my fear level jumped. But before I could say a word, I felt Karen’s arms
around me and she whispered in my ear. "You have nothing to fear from me. This
is what you really want and I’m here to see to your initial training. Just
stand there quietly until I tell you otherwise". The scent of her hair and the
closeness of her body were driving me wild. I wasn’t sure what see was talking
about but I was beginning to get an idea. She removed her arms from around me
and stepped back. 
"As you may be getting the idea, this is not a real interview, at least as far
as what I told you at the door. But it is an interview for a different purpose
and so far you are passing. I live in this building and I saw you in a
bookstore buying some of those Dominatrix magazines and I recognized you. I
thought that it would be fun to see if you are sincere about the subject or it
was just a whim".  As Karen was saying this, I could feel myself getting more
excited.  I realized that I had seen her at the bookstore although I hadn’t
known that she had seen me as I was trying to conceal my purpose there.  "Now,
I want you to close your eyes and then turn around and face me", she ordered. I
followed her order and when I was facing her, I felt her place a mask over my
eyes and fasten it around my head. My fear level again rose but it was like she
knew exactly what I was feeling. She put both her hands on my face and lightly
kissed me and said, "Your fear is very exciting to me but I won’t let anything
bad happen to you. I know what you want even though you don’t yet and I will
lead you there. There is much for you to learn and it won’t be done quickly or
easily but you will get there if you want to. Do you wish to proceed at this
time"?  She asked.
I wasn’t sure what I would be getting into but I was sure that I wanted to try
this. "Yes, I would like to proceed", I replied.
"Very good, I was hoping you would say that. I am looking forward to your
training. Now, I’m going to remove the handcuffs and when I do, I want you to
remove all of your clothes and then get on your knees and hold out your hands
in front of you" Karen ordered and I felt her hands on mine as she removed the
cuffs. "Quickly now, we don’t have all night".
When the cuffs were off, I quickly removed my clothes and got down on my knees.
I wouldn’t have imagined stripping in front of a complete stranger before this
but I had no problem doing it. Maybe it was because of the mask preventing me
from seeing anything or maybe it was because I knew this was what I wanted for
so long.  As my knees hit the floor, I held out my arms and waited. I could
hear Karen opening her large briefcase and taking some things out. In a few
moments, I felt her hands at my neck.
"I’m placing a collar on your neck and it will be a symbol of your submission
to your dominant Mistress. When you feel this around your neck, know that you
are mine". Her voice seemed different now, still very beautiful but there was a
very strict tone to it and I could tell that this was her no nonsense mood.
When the collar was securely fastened, Karen began buckling something on my
wrists. "These are a pair of leather cuffs that you will wear whenever you are
in my presence. They help me control you and hold you in any position that I
desire", she said. When she completed placing the cuffs, she pulled my hands up
and I could hear a couple of metallic snaps.  She had attached a short chain to
the cuffs and had then attached it to my collar so that my hands were pulled up
in a praying position. After Karen did this I could hear her step away and then
I heard the sound of what I thought were clothes being removed. Then I heard
her sit in a chair.
"Crawl over to me", she ordered and I began sliding forward on my knees towards
the sound of her voice. "Stop right there", Karen commanded and I did so. Then
I felt her hands on the sides of my head and she removed the blindfold. "You
may look at me for now and enjoy what you see. If I am right, it will help you
decide your fate". When the mask was removed, I opened my eyes and Karen was
sitting in a chair about a foot in front of me. She had removed the jacket and
skirt and was now wearing only a black bra, black stockings and those exciting
shoes. I could not see what else she was wearing from my position on the floor
as she had one leg crossed over the other with one foot about 2 inches in front
of my face. I could smell the new leather scent from the shoe and it was like
the best perfume I had ever smelled.
"I will allow you a good look for now as I know that my body excites you. But
in the future you will be punished for looking without my permission. I can see
that my shoes have an effect on you. We will have to make sure that you know
what you are letting yourself in for". Karen then put the toe of her shoe right
under my nose. "Go ahead and smell it. I can see from your erection that it
excites you. In fact, I think that you should kiss it". As she said this, I
could smell the shoe leather even more and could feel my cock getting harder
than it had ever been and, when she told me to kiss her shoe, I wasted no time
in doing so. "That’s enough little boy, you’re enjoying that way too much",
Karen said a minute later as she uncrossed her legs and stood up in front of
me. I could see that she was also wearing a black garter belt and very sheer
black panties. The full sight of her was very erotic and my cock was getting
even harder if that was possible. Karen began walking around me and started
talking. "I think that you have promise but I want to give you a little test to
show you what you will be in for. From the magazines I saw you buying, you
showed that you were interested in BDSM and as a submissive so that is what I
want to explore with you. If you show that you are willing, I will accept you
for slave training". As she finished this, she picked up her briefcase and then
sat down in the chair in front of me. "Now I want you to stand up and step over
to my right side and lay across my lap. I’m going to give you a small
introduction to how I can treat my slaves".
I awkwardly got to my feet and stepped over to Karen’s right side. The thought
of being over her lap with my bare ass exposed was very embarrassing,  but, at
the same time, it made my cock throb. I knelt down a bit, but with my hands
still cuffed to the collar, it was difficult. Karen grabbed the collar chain
and pulled me down. "I told you to be quick, now get over my lap", she said and
I almost fell over her. She had her legs spread so that my cock went between
them and when I was horizontal, she squeezed her legs together, trapping my
cock between her thighs. She then put one had on my ass and spread my cheeks
apart and I felt a finger spread something wet on my asshole. "My slaves are my
sluts and I use their asses for my pleasure as well as punishment. This will be
a small example and I want to see how you react". As she said this, she removed
a small butt plug from her briefcase and placed the tip at my asshole and I
could feel it penetrating me. I’d never felt anything like this before and I
was very embarrassed and started begging her to stop. "You don’t have the right
to ask me to stop, slave. And besides, the plug is already inside you and I
want it to stay there". I could feel it inside me as Karen wiggled it around
and some of the initial pain was wearing off now and it was tolerable. But next
she took a leather paddle from her briefcase and held it in front of my face.
"I’m going to spank your ass with this and I don’t want to hear anything from
you. I expect you to receive my pain and thank me for it and if I hear any
crying, I may change my mind about taking you in training".
I didn’t want to get spanked, as the paddle she showed me looked very
intimidating but I also wanted to please her and not be rejected. "Please
Karen, I will try to keep quiet and please you", I said and as soon as I said
this, the paddle disappeared and my ass felt the first sting. "You will call me
Mistress if you want to please me and you better do more than try to keep
quiet". The paddle stung again and I could feel the heat start to spread. Karen
must have been holding back at the start because each time the paddle landed on
my ass, it felt harder and hurt more. I was squirming around, trying vainly to
somehow lessen the impact and my cock was getting stimulated through the pain.
Karen smacked my ass a few more times and then I felt her cool hand on my
burning cheeks. She rubbed her had around on my ass and prodded the plug in my
ass, pushing it in and out. "Your ass is very warm now and that’s the way I
like to see it, glowing red for me", she said. Now get up and get on your knees
in front of me", she ordered and she raised up a bit and rolled me off her lap
onto the floor. I struggled to my knees and moved in front of her as she spread
her legs and pointed between them. "Get your chin on the edge of the chair
cushion and listen to what I have to say to you". I leaned forward and Karen
unsnapped the chain holding my hands up and grabbed my hair, pulling my head
between her legs.  I could see her pubic hair through the thin panties and
could also see that the panties were very wet. The smell of her perfume mixed
with her sexual excitement swirled around and it almost made me faint. I had
never had oral sex before but something made me want to put my mouth on her. 
"Does the sight and scent make you excited my little slave? I hope so because I
have plans for you and it includes oral body worship of all of my body. It is
very pleasing to me to have a slave’s tongue on my body in any place that I
want it for as long as I want it." While Karen was saying this, I was leaning
forward as much as possible and she was slowly easing forward also until her
crotch was only an inch from my face. "That’s as close as you will be allowed
tonight you little slut. I don’t want you to think that you can easily have
what you want. Now, I’ve confirmed my suspicions about you and I think that you
are acceptable for training. But it has to be your decision, as I don’t want to
waste my time with someone who just wants to experiment or fool around. So, I
want you to think about it tonight and decide. I am leaving this envelope here.
In it is a key to my apartment and some further directions. If you want to
proceed, open the envelope, follow the directions and be at my apartment at
7:00 tomorrow morning. If you don’t want to proceed, just put the envelope in
my mailbox."
As Karen finished, she put her hands on each side of my head and pulled me the
last inch into her crotch, held me there for a few seconds and then pushed me
back. "Just a little incentive for the slut in you", she said as she stood up.
After removing my wrist cuffs and collar, she pulled on her skirt and jacket
and put everything back in her briefcase while I stayed on my knees. "When I
have left, you may remove your plug", she said as she walked to the door and
unlocked it. "See you in the morning", echoed in my ears as she closed the
door.
I stayed on my knees for a few minutes with the whole experience running around
in my mind. It was like nothing before and my ass was still burning from the
paddling. I was feeling embarrassed at having been spanked over a woman’s lap
but was still so excited my cock was as hard as it had ever been. But overall I
knew that this was what I wanted and in spite of pain and punishment, I wanted
to be at this woman’s feet and please her. I stood up a bit stiffly and went
into the bathroom and eased the plug out of my ass. Once it was out, I missed
the feeling and this only confirmed the experience. I went back into the living
room, picked up the envelope and sat down and opened it. Inside was a key and a
short note with Karen’s apartment number and instructions to let myself in no
later than 07:00AM. I should take off all my clothes, get on my knees and there
would be further instructions on the table inside the entry. I set my alarm for
6:00AM and tried to get to sleep with so many thoughts in my mind about
tomorrow. 


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