2 comments/ 5252 views/ 1 favorites First Time Dom By: Impossible_Oswin 7:05. Shit, 5 minutes late. I take a deep breath as I knock on your door. Wordlessly, you open it and gesture for me to come in. "You know what this means" you say as a greeting. I feel my face flush and look toward the floor to hide it. "Yes," I mumble, "I do." "You have one minute to be on my bed and ready." I rush to the bedroom and strip quickly; thankful I wore only a dress over my matching bra and thong. After moving the pillows and pulling my hair into a ponytail, I lay facedown and wait for you. You make almost no noise as you shut the door behind you, but I know you're there looking at me, admiring what you see. I keep my head turned away to give you a moment. I hear you take a deep breath. "You're sure about this?" "Yes." I respond, turning to you. "I need this." Especially after the week I've had. This will help the stress. Another deep breath, "You know the rules. Five minutes. That means five spanks." "Yes. I do," I say, barely finishing my sentence as the first lands square on my ass. Out of habit I count the five slaps, feeling some tension released with each one. "Thank you," I whisper when you're finished, trying my best not to sound insincere. One more slap hits its mark. "I just love your ass," you shrug, answering the question on my face. With a roll of my eyes I flop back down on the bed, earning yet another spank on my already stinging bottom. "That's for the attitude and rolling your eyes. Over." You help me with that order and suddenly I'm on my back. Before I can question it my arms are pulled above my head and you're tightening the cuffs attached to each corner of the bed. You gently run your fingers down my arms and over my breasts, gently pinching the nipples. Kisses follow, moving down my stomach and across my hips. You plant a quick kiss on my clit, just enough to tease me. Gently you run your fingers over my clit and opening, not providing enough pressure for more than a tease. I see you smile as I feel myself getting wet. "I love how reactive you are," you tell me, slowly sliding one finger in as I gasp. I feel your tongue on my clit as your finger moves, making me moan. Just as I'm about to orgasm, you stop. "I forgot to tell you something. I'm always curious about how many times I make you cum, so I want you to count for me tonight." Oh crap. It's so hard to think, let alone count, when I orgasm. "Okay..." I agree warily. "I'll do my best." "I know you will baby." You start to move your finger and tongue again, making me orgasm quickly. "One," I manage to say breathlessly. You keep working your finger and tongue, causing a second orgasm. "Two," I say. So far, so good. As a reward you kiss my breast, biting the nipple as you slide another finger in. I moan close to another orgasm. You slow down to prolong the teasing. "Another orgasm already?" you ask with mild surprise. "C-c-close" I manage to say, and suddenly I feel your fingers on my g-spot and your tongue on my clit. Waves of pleasure crash over me as I orgasm hard, pulling at my restraints. "Three" I manage after a moment. You grant me a minute to catch my breath. As I watch you, searching your face for a hint at your thoughts, a smile appears. I know that smile: the one that means you're definitely planning something. Slowly you pull your fingers out. You use them to trace my lips. Looking into your eyes, I reach my tongue out to taste them, to taste myself. I see your surprise and giggle. "Sorry, I forgot to mention I like how I taste. Yes I know the taste; no it's obviously not my first time trying it. Oops." Rather than commenting, you unhook the cuffs from the bed and clasp them together behind my back. "Kneel" is your simple command. As I get off the bed, you spank me again. "That was for the 'surprise' you neglected to mention." Somehow you've managed to strip without me noticing, and I'm kneeling in front of your rather impressive erection. My turn to ask, "Are you sure?" I know you're not the fondest of this. "I wouldn't ask you to if I wasn't sure," you reply. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I slowly lick up the underside and around the head of your cock, taking it into my mouth. Sucking gently, I use my tongue to trace over and around you. "Fuck" I hear you whisper as you try to keep your composure. As I take more of you in my mouth, I try to keep teasing you with my tongue. Just as I'm finding a rhythm, you stop me. "God you're good at that," you say as you push me face-first to the bed. I feel your fingers on my clit, getting me close to another orgasm. "Tell me what you want, baby." I merely moan in response, earning yet another spank. "Fuck me, sir," I say. I feel you pause, the title catching you off guard. You kiss between my shoulders as you oblige. I do my best to keep count of the orgasms. After four and five, I collapse down to my elbows. You lean down to kiss me, pulling my hair so you can. You continue to hold my hair as you thrust into me faster, causing me to cry out. "Six!" I practically shout this time, collapsing to the bed. You separate the cuffs only to reattach them in the front. Joining me on the bed, you pull me onto you, moving your hips just enough to tease. I try to move against you but you stop me, holding me still. "Please" I ask you, needing more than this to orgasm. With that one word, you push me onto my back. One of your hands pins the cuffs to the bed while the other is around my neck. My eyes widen in surprise as I moan with pleasure. You thrust quickly, close to your own orgasm, and it's not long before I whisper "Seven." You lay back and hold your hands out for me. "Come here," you say. I straddle your hips, slowly sinking onto you, placing my hands on your chest for support. I move slowly up and down, letting you almost slip out before sinking back down. You grab my hips silently urging me to move faster, thrusting against me. I grab your chest, knowing it turns you on no matter how hard I hold. With your quick thrusts, I'm soon moaning "Eight" as I collapse on top of you. You thrust a handful of times before pulling out to cum for yourself. After getting a towel to clean us both off, you curl up with me. Gently, you remove the cuffs from my wrists. "Better?" You ask me. I smile up at you, kissing you passionately. "Much better. That was exactly what I needed after this week." I hug you tight, hoping you understand all I'm trying to say. "Goodnight liebling," you say, using the German word for 'darling' I love so much. You give me a tight squeeze, and I know you got my message. First Time Dominant Let me introduce myself first; my name is Suzanna, I am 28 years old and I am married for 3 years now with my husband Eric. Eric is the sweetest guy on earth and he is also very handsome. He is 28 years old, just like me, tall and athletic built; he has blonde hair and blue eyes and a wonderful cock. I am of average height and very slim; I have long blonde hair and brown eyes. my breasts are small but I don't have a problem with that. I think I look good and I am proud of my body; although I am way too shy to show it off. I have a very good marriage with Eric; we almost never fight and we are still very much in love. There is only one problem; we know each other for almost 10 years now and we sort of lost the spark in bed. We do have regular sex but it has become a bit of a routine; always the same position and always Tuesday and Friday night. It is a rainy Thursday and I don't have to work today; I work three days a week at a lawyer's office where I do the administration. The household tasks are done for today and I decide to surf the internet a bit. When I type the first letter of the website I want to visit the browser gives a strange suggestion; curiously I click it. The website makes me drop my jaw; it is a website where men are tortured and humiliated by women. How is this possible? Eric must have visited this website otherwise it wouldn't be in our web browser. In a state of shock I search the entire browser history and I find at least ten more of the same websites. Confused and despaired I stare at the screen; the first emotion I feel is anger. This almost feels as cheating but when I think about it I realize that it might also be partially to blame on me. Apparently I am not able to fulfill his needs; on the other hand I realize that he never talked about it with me and I do blame him for that. The oncoming days I watch the internet history carefully and I see that Eric visited the website regular. This has to stop but I don't know how. I think about it for a while and then I come up with a plant. I decide to give him what he wants. A week after the fist discovery I sit behind the computer again and what a film on one of those websites. At first I am shocked; shocked of the violence and the moaning of those men. I manage to get over it and a few moments later I find myself fascinated; fascinated by the power of the mistress. The way that woman stands there; full of confidence and power. And most of all the way she enforces the respect she gets form her slaves. If I would have any doubts about my plan they are taken away right now. This is what I want! Not only to get Eric back but also for my own pleasure. One realization brings me back on earth; I don't know anything about all this stuff, what do I have to do? While I sit behind my computer I realize that the biggest source of information is right in front of me. I spent the rest of the day reading articles about BDSM and looking at all kinds of bulletin boards. Again it is a week later; after a week of studying it is time for the next step. I have absolutely no BDSM equipment in my possessing so it is time to go shopping. I take a bus to the shopping district and I begin my search. The first thing I want to have is a nice lingerie set. I walk into a small shop where I've bought a few beautiful things before and I look around a bit. I am the only customer in the show and it doesn't take long before the girl in the shop comes over to me. "Can I help you?" she asks polite. The girl is very attractive and she is about 21 years old. My shyness strikes me immediately. "I ... eh... am looking for something that... eh... makes me look strict." The girl smiles friendly. "I think I have something for you right here." She says I follow her and she points me on a black set consisting of a bra, thong, and suspender belt and matching stockings; everything has lace edges. I immediately fall in love with it and I grab a set in my size and I want to go to the pay desk. "I think it is better if you try it on first." says the girl quickly. I agree with that and I head to the changing rooms. I take off all my clothes and put on the set. The feeling of new lingerie always excites me a bit; my nipples are getting hard already in the bra. I look in the mirror in the changing room and like what I see; it looks great on me, my breasts look great and the whole thing fits perfectly. Just when I am about to take it off again the girl asks me to come out of the room. "I would like to check if you have the right size." She explains "it is amazing how many women are wearing the wrong size bra." I am actually too shy to step out of the room but it is rude to refuse this and on top of that; I am the only one in the shop. I step outside and the girl checks me out. "It looks great on you madam." I blush of the compliment. "Let's see if the bra is the right size." She fiddles on the bra a bit and thereby also on my breasts; she has to feel my hard nipples in the bra. She also rearranges the tong and the suspender belt thereby stroking my pussy. This is too much for me and I feel the thong getting wet. "Everything is alright." The girl says when she is done. "If you change back to your other clothes I will pack your new set." I panic; she is going to notice the wet thong for sure. What would she think of me? "I ...eh... keep in on I think. I like it so much" I reply. I run back in the changing room and quickly get my other clothes back on. With my old underwear in a bag I leave the shop with a sigh of relief. A bit down the road I take a seat at a terrace. That almost went wrong and this is the part that should have been the easiest. I decide to drink a glass of wine for some extra courage before I head to my second and final shop. After a short walk I stand in front of a sex shop specialized in BDSM. I found it on the internet and they do not only have a lot of stuff, they also have a lot of information for me. I take a deep breath and with my heart beating in my throat I open the door. The smell of leather and latex fills my nose. The shop looks nice and tidy; the lights are a bit dimmed and there is some music playing in the background. I walk in and look around a bit. I amaze myself over all the stuff you can buy here. I made a list in my head with what I need. First of all I need a whip. I spot a horse riding crop; it looks beautiful. It is made completely out of black leather and after I tapped myself on my thigh with it I decide to take it. The next step is a strap-on. It doesn't take me long to find them but I don't have a clue on which one I should buy. After a few minutes staring at them a lady from the shop approaches me. She is a beautiful woman of about 40 years old; she wears a long black dress which fits her perfectly. "Can you make a choice?" she asks I do my best not to get shy but I fail again. "Well...eh...no, not really." I stutter while I nervously move the crop around. "Then please let me help you." She says while she looks at me with and calms me down. "Even the most experienced mistresses where nervous their first time." How can she possibly know that I want to be a mistress? Again she reads my mind. "After 20 years in this shop I developed a 6th sense for dominant or submissive feelings. Don't worry I will help you to get everything for an amazing night." Her words make me feel confident and they also make me a lot less nervous. "Before I can help you I need to know what your plan is." Still a bit nervous I tell the story with Eric. I also tell her what my 'punishment' he would get for his actions. At the end of the story the lady knobs. "I think I know what you need." She replies "come on, let's walk around the shop. That crop is already a very good choice." Together with the lady I spent two hours in the shop. I get overwhelmed with tips and advice. When we are both convinced I have everything for an amazing night I want to go to the pay desk. Halfway down there I remember something; I have lingerie but I don't have anything to wear over my beautiful set. The lady guides me to a separate room where all the clothing is kept. When I made a round through the room but couldn't make a choice I see the lady coming over with something. "I think this will look perfect on you." She holds a short latex dress in front of me and it looks perfect indeed. "Can I try it on?" I ask. "Yes of course, the changing rooms are over there in the corner." I walk to the room and take off my clothes; immediately I see myself in my beautiful lingerie. I put on the dress en enjoy the feeling of the tight cold latex embracing my body; the dress matches the lingerie perfect. The edge of my bra sticks out of the top and at the bottom the suspender belt is clearly visible. I was wearing black pumps already and match the whole thing perfectly. Before I put my normal clothes back on I decide to show the outfit to the lady. She compliments me with the lingerie and thinks I look great. "Let me add the finishing touch."She says. She ties my hair in a ponytail and hands me the riding crop. "Look at yourself in the mirror now." As I stand in front of the mirror I see a woman that looks like one of the mistresses from Eric's movies and who will certainly act like one. After I changed again I thank the lady and head home full of self confidence. It is now Saturday night two weeks later. Me and Eric are watching TV on the couch; we are changing channels and drink a glass of wine. There is not much on TV and after half an hour Eric says he is going to the study, where our computer is, to look around on the internet a bit. I act like I'm interested in a show on TV but meanwhile I know that this is my chance. When Eric is upstairs for about fifteen minutes I have gathered the courage to start my plan. I sneak upstairs as quite as I can en look through a gap in the door in the study. Eric is behind his computer with his headphones on. His right hand is between his legs and I can guess what he is doing. I see a small bit of the screen which confirms my thoughts. I sneak to the bedroom where I get my stuff out of the hiding place in my closet. I change as quickly as possible but I'm careful not to make too much noise. I grab my crop and walk back to the study. As I stand in front of the door my heart beats out of my chest; I take a deep breath and throw the door open. Eric turns around in shock ant throws his headphones away; he tries to hide the website but he knows it's too late. He stumbles some excuses and is too much ashamed to look at me. When he does look at me and realizes what he sees his jaw drops; he doesn't say anything and I realize I have to take control. "Yeah; that is not what you expected."I say with a smile on my face. "Follow me on your hands and knees like a good slut." Eric realizes that he doesn't have a choice and follows me to the bedroom. As we walk along I realize that those words came out very easy; where is the insecure and shy Suzanna? We enter the bedroom and I order Eric to lie down on the bed. "Lay down on your stomach, arms and legs spread!" are my orders. The moment he lays down I start tying his wrists and ankles to the corners of the bed with some thick ropes. He lies with his feet on the pillows so it is easy for me to access his head. I place a chair in front of his face and take a seat; Eric has to struggles to look at me. Without saying a word we look at each other; eventually he starts talking. "I am really sorry of what I did; I promise I will never do this again." I see in his eyes that the truly regrets his actions but I decide to teach him a lesson anyway and also have some fun for myself. "Please untie me Suzanna I will make it up to you." He looks at me with begging eyes. "Untie you? But what about all my toys? I am going to have some fun with you first. Oh and by the way; you call me mistress from now on." These words are accomplished with a devilish smile; I feel butterflies in my stomach and want nothing more than to start my game. When I look at him I realize I make a mistake; he has his clothes still on. Untying him is not an option so the only think I can do is use some scissors; he is not wearing expensive clothes anyway. I quickly head downstairs to grab a pair of scissors and when I start destroying his clothes a storm of protest unleashes. "Those are very nice cloths Suzanna; stop that." I ignore him and continue cutting. When I'm done I spank his ass a few times. Eric keeps protesting but now I've had enough. I grab a ball gag from the bag and quickly place the ball in his mouth. I pull the strap tight and now his protests are nothing more than some mumbling. I just show him the crop before I blindfold him. I rub his ass before gently tapping it with the crop. I don't get a reaction from underneath the ball gag so I deceit to tap him a bit harder. Again no reaction. I really hit him hard now and the result is a moan. I hit him a couple more times and I notice I enjoy it; I enjoy the whipping, I enjoy the moaning but most of all I enjoy the power I have over him. After about ten hard strikes I walk back to his head. I remove the ball gag. "Did you enjoy that slave?" "Yes mistress." His answer sends shivers through my spine. "Great then we can continue." Before Eric can response I put the ball gag back in his mouth. I decide Eric can have some fun now too. I remove his blindfold and stand in front of him. I slowly take off the dress and drop it on the floor sensually. I spin around to show off my lingerie before taking off my bra and thong. I place a chair right in front of him and walk away to get the strap-on. It is a double strap-on actually; there is also a bit on it for inside my pussy. I take a seat on the chair and place my legs on his shoulder so he has a good view on my pussy. I put my part of the dildo in my mouth to get it nice and wet; the moment I place it against my pussy I realize that wasn't necessary. I start to fuck myself slowly with my part of the strap-on. I look at Eric and I see pure lust in his eyes. The horny look in his eyes makes me realize I'm not here for his fun. I slide my part of the strap-on all the way up my pussy before tying the straps carefully. I walk to the other side of the room to get some lube. While I walk the dildo move around because of the movement of my body; this movement also translates to my pussy. I carefully put lube on the dildo. When I'm convinced the dildo is lubed up properly I take my place behind Eric and place the dildo against his anus. Eric turns his head and looks at me; I see fear in his eyes as I slowly, very slowly slide my 'cock' in his anus. From underneath the ball gag I hear an increasing louder moaning; I see a look of pain in his face and I want to whisper some calming words in his ear. I bed over towards his ear but when I'm almost there I hear a scream coming from underneath the ball gag. I surge when I realize that because of my bending towards his ear the dildo got pushed up all the way in his anus. "I am so sorry; I didn't mean to do that" I apologize. I quickly pull the dildo back a bit. However I immediately realize myself that a real mistress never would apologize against her slaves. My pussy interrupts me because with every single movement she brings me close to an orgasm. I slowly start to fuck Eric in the ass. I figure that he has to gotten a bit used to it by now. The part of the strap-on which is in my pussy brings me closer and closer to an orgasm. Without realizing it I increase the pace. I lose myself in my own excitement; I go faster and faster. I have no idea what is going on around me. The climax is something I've never felt before; I lose control over my body. I can only scream and moan. I collapse exhausted on top of Eric. I regain awareness because of Eric's moaning; he looks at me with tears in his eyes. This look makes me freeze; I hope I didn't hurt him to much when I fucked him. I quickly undo his ball gag but before I can apologize he says: "Thank you mistress." I look him in the eyes and realize that his tears are not those of pain but of pleasure. I quickly untie him and the moment Eric climbs of the bed I see a big sperm stain on the sheets. I take of my strap-on, suspender belt and stockings before heading to the shower. I walk proud with Eric crawling behind me. First Time Dominant Ch. 02 Still a bit sleepy I sit on the couch. It's Thursday morning and today I don't have to go to work. For yet another time my thoughts wander to that amazing night that has been over two weeks ago now. I think I can say that that night changed our relation and maybe even our lives. After we'd taken a shower we fell asleep in each other's arms and the next morning we've talked for hours. Eric apologized again for his behavior but I had already forgiven him. The most important thing is that we both enjoyed it and we decided to take on these rolls more often. We also made a few very important rules. In our daily lives we are equal to each other but I can decide at any given moment that Eric is my slave. I do this by taking off my wedding ring. I have total control and we only stop if I want to or when Eric says 'mercy'. In case Eric is unable to speak he has to shake his head and hum three times to stop the play. I realized the spark is back in our relation. The 'normal' sex that we also still have is a lot more intense. We enjoy sex so much now that we did it every day over the last two weeks. When I see Eric naked I see red marks all over his body because we certainly didn't forget about the BDSM. I noticed however that he can't take much more; therefore I plan on using Eric in a different way tonight. The preparations for this plan will start now. I go upstairs to our bedroom. We added a new piece of furniture last week. We had a small cabinet standing in the attic that you can lock with a key. This cabinet is now in our bedroom and the key is in my possession. I open the cabinet and see all the stuff we use in our games. My hand strokes the cold latex dress and I almost automatically reach for the riding crop. It still gives me a feeling of power just to hold the crop. However I came to the room for another reason; to get my shopping list. When I found it I head outside to take the bus to the shopping district. I go to another sex store than before; this one is much closer by and also specifically for woman. The address I found online leads me to a grand estate; at first I think I got the wrong address but a discrete sign tells me I've got the right place. I am excited as I walk in the store; the store breaths class but the products on the shelves make it very clear that this is a sex shop. There are a number of female customers walking around and the shop assistant is of course a woman also. A bit more relaxed I search for the things on my list. The shop has a huge collection of SM articles and I take my time to look around. A bit down the aisle stands a woman a bit younger than me. I peak in her shopping basket but can't figure out what the stuff in her basked is for. She looks at me and with a big blush of shame I say hi. She politely greats me back and I continue searching for the items on my list. I have come to the last and hardest part of my shopping list. After two weeks I am tired of my outfit. I walk to the clothing department of the shop and look around a bit. All of a sudden I realize that I am standing next to the women with the mysterious articles in her basket. I still can't figure out what they would be used for. All of a sudden she catches me again while I check out the contents of her shopping basked. "Can I help you with something?" she asks kindly. With a big red head I decide that it's best to be honest; "I was wondering what the items in your basket are for?" The woman smiles friendly and explains she has some sort of clinic at home where she plays with people who have a medical fetish. They get turned on by medical role play. She shows all the hospital supplies in her basked, even needles and syringes. "I know the owner of this shop and she can get this stuff for me for cheap." She explains "But do you perform also surgery?"I ask. Patiently she explains that she doesn't do anything dangerous and that she also does not have sex with her clients. We talk for a while and I find out her name is Tess and her clinic is only a few blocks away from my house. "Why don't you drop by later this day? Then I can show you everything" she asks. I like that idea and we agree for me to meet within a few hours. We say goodbye for now and I continue my search for my outfit while Tess heads for the pay desk. It doesn't take long for me to spot a beautiful dark purple bustier with matching thong and stockings. I head for the fitting rooms and try my outfit on. It looks amazing. I know I have some long black boots with high heels at home that fit perfectly with this outfit. I change back to my own clothes and when I have paid I go home. When I get at home I lock my newly bought items away in my cabinet. I haven't got anything else to do so I decide to go to Tess. Sine it's only a few blocks away I decide to walk to her place. Soon I stand in front of Tess' house. It's a large corner house with a very big garage. I ring the bell and Tess opens the door. She welcomes me and invites me for some coffee in her living room. Although Tess is three years younger than me she has way more experience in sex than I have. I find her listening to my adventures with Eric from the last weeks. After a good conversation we stand up to take a look at the clinic. We walk to what I thought was the garage and I see it is way bigger that I expected. At first we enter the waiting room. It looks just like any other waiting room at any other doctor. Tess explains that it is all part of the game she plays with her clients. We head on to the examination room, Tess explains: "Usually a client comes here first and we have an intake consultation. In this consultation the patients tells his fantasy. Then the client goes back to the waiting room while me and my assistant, who is not here at the moment, prepare for the treatment. Then the client returns and the play begins." I nod in understanding. "Shall we now take a look at the operating room?" I agree with the idea and follow Tess to a door. Behind the door is a little cubicle. "I would like to keep the operating room as clean as possible so we have to change first." Tess throws a package to me that contain blue pants and a blue shirt. "Would you put this on please?" I look around searching a dressing room but when I see Tess in only underwear I conclude there is none. I change in the outfit while peaking at Tess her beautiful body as much as I can. I have my 'scrubs', as Tess calls them, on very quickly. I have to put on a green hat where I tug my hair underneath and when I've done that I take a look in the mirror and think I look quite funny. "Doctor Suzanna to operating room number two please." I giggle "If you want you can also put these on" says Tess while she hands me a face mask and a pair of latex gloves. These items complete the whole outfit and when I have put them on I see Tess has followed my example. The last thing we do is place covers over our shoes and then we step in the operating room. In the middle of the room stand a large table with brackets to place your legs in. there is also a vast variety of medical equipment which you also find in a normal hospital. Tess explains that this equipment is used to monitor the clients' vital functions and also adds to the realism of the experience. Intrigued I wander through the room and ask question about all the stuff lying around. I realize I get excited by the idea of lying on that table while Tess gives me a 'treatment'. "If you want to you can lay down on the table." Says Tess from behind her mask. I doubt for a second but then I lay down on the table; I place my legs in the brackets and look up to the large adjustable lamp hanging above the table. Next to the lamp is a mirror so I can see what happens between my legs. "The client obviously wants to see what happens." Is Tess' explanation for the mirror. I understand and quickly jump off the table. I feel my excitement grown and I don't feel like giving Tess a first class view at a growing wet spot between my legs. After we made one last round through the operating room it is time to go. Tess has a client coming in and I have to make some preparations for tonight. When we are back in the cubicle I realize it is hard to keep my wet panties hidden from Tess. I decide to apply the same trick as in the lingerie store a few weeks ago. "Can I keep these clothes Tess?" I ask kindly "I think I know a nice addition to tonight's program." "Sure." Tess replies "you can keep your scrubs and you can throw the rest away, I will make a bag for you with new accessories." While Tess packs a bag I quickly change back to my normal clothes. When I get the back I tug in the scrubs. Before I leave Tess invites me to come play here with Eric one day. I will absolutely use this invitation and tonight I will give Eric a small introduction. I thank Tess for her hospitality and with a head full of new ideas I walk back home. All the preparations are done and I'm only on the couch for five minutes when Eric comes home. When he sees that I decorated the living room all romantically he looks at my ring finger fearfully. The ring is however safely around it and after a warm kiss we have a drink together on the couch. After a while we take a seat at the table. When we finished our dinner I decide to start the game. Tauntingly slow I take off my ring; I see lust in his eyes and I know he is looking forward to whatever he gets. "Clean up the table, do the dishes and then wait until I call you." Are my orders. "Yes mistress." Is Eric's reply and it sounds like music to my ears. When Eric starts his task I head upstairs to change my outfit. I open the cabinet in the bedroom and grab the bag I got from Tess. I lay everything down on the bed in a tidy fashion. I noticed Tess also included a plastic apron; this will come in handy. I undress until I only wear my underwear and put on the scrubs. I put on the cap and tug my hair underneath it. I am wearing my socks so I don't think it's necessary to put on the shoe covers. As a finishing touch I tie on the face mask. When I look in the mirror I think it is kind of hot to look like this. I hear Eric is finished with the dishes downstairs. I puss my face mask down and call Eric to come upstairs. A final look in the mirror makes me decide to leave my mask hanging around my neck and I shock when I notice I forgot my gloves; they will have to come later. When Eric enters the room he can't hide his surprise about my outfit; he looks at me from top to bottom as I start my explanation. "Alright my little slave. It seems sensible to look at the damage after two weeks of my use. Undress yourself for me." Eric quickly takes off his clothes and when he is done I calmly walk around him looking at the marks I've caused. I am proud of Eric that he wants to endure all this for me and the look of the marks on his back even turn me on a bit, "Walk along slave so I can be nice to you for one time." I walk to the bathroom and Eric follows me nervously, he has no idea that I will actually be nice to him. In the bathroom I lay Eric down in the empty bath and tell him to wait a moment. I quickly walk back to the bedroom and tie the apron on, place my face mask over my mouth and put some latex gloves on. When I get back in the bathroom I noticed my outfit did not leave Eric unaffected. His cock is standing up proudly. I put on the shower and the water makes Eric startle. "Shit, it takes a while for the shower to reach a comfortable temperature." Is my thought. "Hang in there slave." I c say from behind my mask attempting to hide my mistake. Luckily for Eric the shower reaches temperature fairy quick and with a big sponge I start to wash his body. During the conversation we have while washing him Eric tells me he wouldn't mind if I wore these clothes more often. It is hard for me to repress my excitement and I can't wait to call Tess. When I am done washing Eric I dry him off and I finish with rubbing him in moisturizing oil. "You are done slave but now I have takes care of you, you have to take care of me. Go downstairs and kneel down next to the couch." Erick quickly stands up but before he leaves he gives me a quick kiss on my face mask and tells me: "Yes nurse." With a blush on my face I decide to forgive him this disobedience. Back to the original plan. The spoiling of Eric was only an excuse to try out surgery outfit. I undress completely and get my newly bought set. First I put on the thong, then the bustier and then I put on some stockings which are held in place with a suspender belt. To finish it off I put on my long black leather boots with a two inch heel. I grab the riding crop for security. I look in the mirror and I see a hot mistress from which two weeks ago I did not know she was in me. Self-assured I walk downstairs and when I enter the living room I see Eric obediently sitting next to the couch. As I walk in front of him I see feel his eyes going all over my body and a quick peek between his legs tells me he likes what he sees. It is nice and warm in the living room which is good for both me and Eric. I stand in front of Eric and look him in the eyes. "This is your place for tonight and unless I tell you differently you sit on your knees with your hands on your thighs; you got that?" "Yes mistress." He answers obedient. I sit down on the leather couch and call Eric. "Take off my shoes and bring me a glass of wine." Obligingly Eric takes off my boots and brings me the wine. I make myself comfortable on the couch and put on a movie I placed in the DVD player earlier. It is a romantic movie and I follow the story with great interest. After one and a half hour the movie is finished. I call Eric. "Make me some bread and also fill up my glass again." I notice Eric is feel uncomfortable as a servant but I also realize I don't care about it. Eric returns with the bread and the wine. I eat it with taste and I see Eric also wants some. "Are you hungry my slave?" "Yes Mistress." He answers hopeful. "Let me see if I can find anything." I walk to the kitchen and look in the fridge for some food for Eric. I spot a leftover piece of cheese cake, this will be just fine. I take the piece of cake inside and just when Eric looks at it I throw it on the stone floor. "Enjoy your meal slave." "No mistress, I am not going to eat this." Eric's reaction makes me freeze; he has never been disobedient. All of a sudden I realize I do not know how to react. I decide to do the first thing that springs my mind. I grab my crop and walk up to him brandishing with the crop. Even before I can say something again he starts. "No Suzanna; I will not do it." This is the first time he says my name during play. Just when I am about to panic I think of a solution. "Are you not doing it or are you asking for mercy?" is my question. It seems to take forever for Eric's answer to come. The tension can be felt in the living room. "I will not do it." Is his answer. My reaction to this is furious; all the panic and tension that has been built up during these past minutes comes out. I hit him with the crop and push his face in the cake. When our eyes meet I see the same fear as when I first dominated him. This fear is however combined with a gaze of pure pleasure. When Eric has finished eating the cake from the floor I decide to push it a bit further. With acted anger now I ask him if he wants something to drink. He is too scared to say no so when he confirms my question I drag him over the floor and make him drink out of the toilet while screaming and swearing at him nonstop. When I think it is enough I send him to the living room while I go upstairs to the bedroom for the final part of the night. Still a bit pumped up I stand in front of the mirror. I amaze myself yet again. In the mirror I see a mistress eager for sex. The contrast with a picture of me standing next to the mirror can't be bigger. On that picture is a shy and inconspicuous Suzanna that is now nowhere to be found. I grab the box I was looking for from my cabinet and head back down. Eric already back in his place next to the couch. I see he has enjoyed his punishment. Curiously he looks at the box in my hands. I place it on the table and grab a set of handcuffs out of it. I use the cuffs to secure Eric's hands behind his back and after that I put on the second movie. This movie is of a more erotic nature but when I look at the box for a second time I have to admit it is just porn. It is however not your standard porn movie; it has a bit more of a story line and a bit more of an artistic approach. I put on the movie and just when Eric realizes the kind of movie I am about to watch I reach in the box and grab a blindfold to take away his sight. I make myself comfortable on the couch and watch the movie. I am watching now for about half an hour and all of a sudden I realize I have my hand in my thong; I play with myself gently until I get a better idea. I take off my thong and walk up to Eric; I grab his hair and drag him over to the couch. He still can't see so he has no idea of what is going on. "Lick you slut!" I yell at him while pushing his face between my legs. He licks my pussy eager and while moaning softly I try to watch the movie. The excitement of the past few hours quickly becomes too much for me and I cum loudly moaning within five minutes. Out of the blue Eric starts to lick my pussy dry witch I can only approve by moaning. I see Eric is about to burst and after all the efforts of the last hours I decide to end it. I undo Eric's handcuffs with a little key and take away his blindfold. I do order him to keep his eyes shut for a while. I take off the remaining clothes on my body and lay down naked. I take one last look at the movie before giving the last order of the night. "Open your eyes and fuck me!" Eric dives right in; I feel his penetration and he starts to fuck me hard. It soon is too much for Eric and also for me. With the sound of the movie in the background we reach a common orgasm. First Time Dominant Ch. 03 It has been a few weeks since I met Tess for the first time, in those weeks we talked a lot about the things we like to do sexually. Besides that, Tess became a good friend of both me and Eric. I got a tip from her to buy a new toy, it got delivered yesterday and is now safely in my cabinet waiting for use. I'm planning on using my toy tonight because tomorrow Eric will leave on a business trip for a week. I stand up and head upstairs. When I arrive in the bedroom I open my cabinet and take out the surgeon outfit. I spread the items out on the bed; the blue scrubs and the apron and from the stash of disposables I got from Tess I grab a new pair of white latex gloves, a face mask, a hair net and a pair of shoe covers. I also lay down some wrist and ankle cuffs with plenty of rope to tie Eric to the bed. I overlooked my preparations and couldn't wait for Eric to come home. "Honey, I'm home." I walk up to Eric and give him a kiss. Dinner is ready so we take a seat at the table and eat while we talk about our day and Eric's upcoming business trip. When dinner is finished I take off my wedding ring, the sing that Eric is no longer my husband but my slave. I see Eric liking his lips and the look in his eyes tell me that he is ready for a kinky night. "Do the dishes and then wait upstairs in the study for me to call you." "Yes Mistress" I make my way upstairs to the bedroom. I undress myself completely and put on the scrubs over my naked body, I feel the rough fabric on my skin and my nipples react to that. I tie on the apron and put the hair net on; I tie the mask over my nose and mouth and then pull it down so it dangles underneath my chin. I sit down on the edge of the bed to put on a pair of sport shoes which I cover with the shoe covers. I leave the gloves for later and walk to my cabinet; I grab the manual of my new toy and read it for I think the fifteenth time. After a while I hear Eric coming up the stairs and he walks to the study; I decide to leave him wait there for a few minutes. After two minutes I stick my head out of the door and yell "Next patient!" Eric quickly comes to the bedroom and sees me in my surgeon outfit. I know he thinks I look hot in it and I feel good wearing it as well although I can't exactly tell why. "Thank you for volunteering to test our new treatment." Eric picks up his role immediately. "No problem, anything for science and a cute nurse." I give him a polite smile. "Please take off all your clothes and lay down on the bed for me." I admire Eric's body as he strips for me. When he lies down on the bed I start tying him up in the spread eagle position. "It's for your own safety that we restrain you sir." When Eric is secured to the bed I reach for the box from my cabinet and show it to Eric. "This is a tense unit; it provides electric shocks to your body. It is completely safe but can be a bit painful." I see Eric's eyes widen as I explain this. I give him an evil smile before I pull up my face mask. I put on my gloves and get the sticky pads; I can place six of them on his body. The first two go on this stomach, then I place one on either thigh; from the last two one goes on this scrotum and one on his cock. The situation has already turned Eric on so the pad sticks nice to his hard cock. I connect the pads to the box using the wires and I turn on the unit. A big zero shows up at the display and from the manual I know that the intensity ranges from zero to ninety-nine. I give Eric an easy start and turn the unit to thirty before turning it on. The current comes in waves, it increases and decreases in about one second over and over again, and I hear Eric moan loudly. I see his muscles twitch and I see a painful grim on his face. "Please take it easy nurse, this really hurts a lot." "You will have to hold on sir, it is all in the name of science and for a cute nurse." I have trouble holding back my laughter as I say this; luckily my mask makes it harder to read my face. I think Eric is being squeamish and I twist the knob quite a bit. The number on the display jumps to sixty-two and when the wave hits Eric he screams on the top of his lungs. I feel my excitement rise, my pussy gets wet just from his screams. All of a sudden I hear a word that makes my heart stop. "Mercy, please, please mercy!" I panic and it takes at least three seconds before I'm able to turn off the tense unit. Meanwhile Eric keeps screaming. When the unit is finally off I look at Eric; tears are rolling down his face. I quickly get to him to comfort him. I still see panic in his eyes but this time mixed with anger. "God damn it Suzanna, I told you to take it easy; why did you do that?" "I'm so sorry sweetheart." "Why don't you just listen to me? And for fucks sake; untie me!" I quickly untie a very agree Eric. I'm shocked from his reaction. "You're a worthless mistress, you have no idea what you are doing and you have certainly no idea how it feels!" Eric gets up from the bed and walks away leaving me behind on the bed. Still in my surgeons outfit I collapse on the pillow and start to cry. I cry for at least half an hour before I tear off my surgeon outfit. I feel angry; on Eric for walking away but mostly on myself for not seeing Eric's limits. I decide to take a shower before going to bed. When I'm in my bed I replay the night over and over in my head, I can't figure out what went wrong. "Am I really such a bad mistress?" I try hard to think of an answer for that question but before I can think of one I fall asleep. Eric's alarm wakes me up in the morning, I know we have to talk about what happened that night but before I am awake enough to start that conversation I see Eric walking out of the bedroom and heading downstairs. I step out of the bed and put a bathrobe over my naked body. I go down the stairs and meet Eric in the kitchen, for a moment I don't know what to say; Eric takes advantage of that moment of silence and starts. "I am really sorry for what happed last night darling." "No, I should be the one who has to apologize, I'm a bad mistress." "Please don't be that hard on yourself, I've been overreacting last night." Eric walks up to me and holds me tight in his arms. An intense hug later I step away and look Eric in the eyes. I notice however that he is not looking back, the reason I find within one second, my bathrobe has opened up. I smile, drop the robe on the ground and lay down on the kitchen table. "Honey, I have to be at the airport in one hour." "Then you better start undressing." Is my simple answer. Eric doesn't hesitate and within a few seconds I feel the tip of his hard cock pushing against my pussy. We fuck hard and rough on the kitchen table letting out our frustrations from last night. When we come simultaneously we both realize Eric is running late so with his cum still dripping out of my pussy I wave him goodbye; both of us with a smile on our faces. The days that follow are boring, I really miss Eric. To cheer myself up I decide to go to the woman-only sex shop I regularly visit. I walk around in the shop, not looking for something specific, when the owner of the shop walks up to me. We have talked a few times and she is a really nice lady. She is in her mid forties but has an amazing figure with beautiful long blond hair. "Hey Suzanna, how are you?" "I'm good Ellen, how are you?" "I'm good as well, thank you. Are you looking for something specific?" "No, not really, I'm just looking around, killing time since my husband is on a business trip." "Well, if you have nothing to do tonight as well, you can come over here, we have a photo shoot for the new collection and I am one model short." I feel myself turning red when I hear the offer. "I don't know; I've never done such a thing before." "That's no problem and I am sure you will do fine. Tess will be there as well, it will be a lot of fun and of course girls only." "Well... it sounds like a lot of fun and I don't have anything to do tonight." "Ok then, be here at eight. You don't have to bring anything; we will make sure it will be fun." I feel excited about the photo shoot. When I get home I fill up the bathtub; I get in it and look at my naked body in the water, everything looks and feels smooth, the only thing that needs some work done is my pussy. I reach for my razor and spend some quality time on removing all the hairs from my pussy. By the time I'm done I'm really sensitive and even a bit turned on. I put the razor back on the shelve and there I see my waterproof g-spot stimulator. All my toys are working overtime since Eric left but this one has somehow escaped. "Let's put you to work young man." I lay back down in the warm bath and start to tease my clit. It doesn't take long before my body craves for more. I slowly push the g-spot stimulator in my pussy and it starts acting according to its name. My hands rub my breasts and my fingers softly pinch my nipples, I moan louder and louder until I reach an amazing orgasm. I feel tired and lay in the bath for about fifteen minutes before I get out. I dry myself thoroughly before heading to my wardrobe. I put on a simple black bra and matching panties. This I combine with a simple dress that I can easily take off since I think I have to change clothes a lot at the shoot. I make myself some dinner and then it is time to head off to the shop. I arrive at the shop and ring the doorbell. Within a few moments I see Ellen who opens the door for me. "Hello, come in. follow me down stairs then I show you the dressing room." I follow Ellen to the basement and she leads me to a big dressing room where already three other girls are. One of them is Tess and the other two introduce themselves as Debbie and Christina. Debbie is a beautiful African woman; tall and slim with short black hair and small breasts. Christina is a white girl with the same built as Debbie but with bigger breasts. The four of us are the models for tonight and Ellen will make the photographs. "Alright ladies, Debbie will do the make-up, I see Suzanna is the only one who needs some. The rest of you; get dressed and start having some fun." Ellen walks towards the door of the studio while I take a seat and Debbie starts to do my make-up. It takes twenty minutes for Debbie to apply the make-up and during my time in the chair I can see the other girls changing via the mirror. They look amazing, both naked and in their kinky outfits. When the make-up is done, I walk to the three outfits that are hanging there for me. I take the one with 'Suzanna 1' on it first. It is a latex outfit and I am wondering how I can get it on. Christina offers to help me. I take off my dress but then realize that my bra has to come off too. I feel a bit shy with Christina in front of me wearing a body stocking with nothing underneath it. I get rid of my shyness and take off the bra. I but on a black latex one; which goes surprisingly easy. The black latex pants take a bit more effort and with the black and white corset I really need Christina's help. To finish it off I put on some tight black latex gloves that reach up to half my upper arm and a pair of latex over the knee boots. I walk towards the studio and Ellen awaits me with a smile on her face. "You look amazing darling. Now stand over there and give me a mean look." I walk towards a wooden wall and glance in the camera with a strict look. Ellen takes one picture after the other as I slowly show off my strict poses. It takes her only five minutes to get the perfect shot. "That was great Suzanna; you can change into your next outfit." I return to the dressing room and on my way back I see Tess awaiting her turn. I give her a quick wink to show her I'm having a good time. Debbie is in the dressing room and helps me take off my clothes. It is quite a struggle to take off the tight latex and I feel Debbie's hands all over my body. I give her a shy smile as she touches my breasts for the umpteenth time; it takes her only a second to find an excuse to touch my pussy through my panties. I don't know what to think of it and I am glad I that I am able to put on the black leather skirt and corset myself. Also the black leather boots that reach over the knee are no problem for me to put on. When I return to the studio I see Christina at work, she does an excellent job and she is only wearing a pink lingerie set. I would be way too shy to do that. When it is my turn Ellen gives me a whip. "This will make the picture more exciting." I hold the whip like a true dominatrix and I feel confident as Ellen takes the pictures. Again it doesn't take long for her to get the perfect picture and I am sent on my way to change into the last outfit of the night. When I'm back in the dressing room I see that Debbie already has my outfit laid out for me, I quickly undress from my leather outfit and when I'm down to my panties Debbie hands me a PVC top and a pair of panties. While I put on the top I see Debbie kneel in front of me and pull down my panties, I want to protest but it is already too late. I take the panties I from the outfit from her hands and quickly put them on. A pair of black pumps finishes of the outfit. I quickly make my way to the studio where it takes Ellen a lot longer to make the perfect shot. When she is finally done she walks up to me. "You did a great job but there is one more thing. I have some accessories that need to be photographed and I need a model to wear them. I have a beautiful lingerie set for you that combines really well with the accessories. Would you please do that for me? The other girls are already in the outfit for the group picture." I wasn't sure about the lingerie part but I decided to go for it since this was already a crazy night. When I got back in the dressing room I was alone there. I found the lingerie on a table and quickly changed before anyone, and especially Debbie, saw me. It was a beautiful black lace bra with matching panties and garter belt. A pair of stocking attached to the belt and I used my black pumps from the previous shoot to finish everything of. When I returned to Ellen I saw a big pile of stuff on a table next to her. "These are the accessories I need photos of; most of them are for use on slaves but I hope you don't mind." "Of course not, I'm glad I can help you with that." "Great, the only thing is; I need pictures of them 'in action' so I am going to tie you up a bit." My heartbeat went up when I heard that, that was totally new for me and didn't feel comfortable at all with that. While I was thinking about the idea Ellen had already four leather cuffs in her hand design to go around my wrists and ankles. It felt unnatural to say no now so I offered my wrists to Ellen and she tied the leather straps to them. When she also had tied the cuffs to my ankles she led me to the wooden wall and secured me with some chains to rings in the wall. I felt nervous and pulled on the chains a bit. Ellen smiled at me. All of a sudden she held a ball gag in front of my mouth. A bit hesitant I opened up. Ellen secured the ball gag and when I tried to talk it was reduced to a hum. All of a sudden I see the tree girls walking up to me from the back of the studio, they are wearing dark green latex catsuits and the look on their faces tell me that I'm in trouble. I panic, start to pull on the chains and scream in my ball gag, it doesn't have any effect. Tess walks up to me and whispers in my ear: "Stay calm; let us have our way with you. You will learn a lot from it." I don't know what Tess meant with that last sentence but before I can think it through I see Christina walking towards me with a flogger in her hands. I feel the panic coming up again but when she hits my stomach very gently I calm down a bit. She slowly starts increasing the strength of her flogging but it never gets really painful. When Christina is done she gives me a kiss on the cheek before she steps away. Now it's Debbie's turn; she immediately starts kissing and licking the ball in my mouth and my lips who surround it. I feel something cold against my chest and when I look down I see a pair of scissors ready to cut open my bra. It takes Debbie only a few seconds to completely cut away my bra and leave my breasts exposed. After three more cuts my panties are also gone. This is not what I want, I feel embarrassed and all of a sudden the shy Suzanna from the past is back. I break down and start to cry. That Debbie bitch leans in and starts whispering in my ear. "Please don't cry; you're the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. Let me play with you, I promise I won't hurt you." Debbie's words calm me down. I stop crying and I feel her latex covered body sliding down until her mouth reaches my left nipple. Debbie starts to suck my nipple and one of her hands slide down to my pussy. Her touch is amazing; I've never been touched by a girl this way. My nipples turn hard and my pussy gets wet, I feel Debbie going further down and as her lips touch my pussy I surrender. I close my eyes and push out my pelvis. Debbie takes full advantage and starts licking my pussy immediately. It feels different than a guy, not better or worse but different. Her loft lips and tongue touch all the right places. I feel the tension in my pussy building and it does not take long for it to explode. My first orgasm with a woman I will always remember. I scream and shake violently while the juices squirt from my pussy. It seems to take ages for the orgasm to fade out but it is still too short. Debbie stands up with her face covered in my juices but she doesn't seem to mind it. A lick over the ball in my mouth an d my lips finish her part of the night. Now it is Tess's turn. The thing she holds in her hands terrifies me. It's a Tense unit like I've used on Eric. "Please no, don't do it." I mumble in the gag. "Calm down, keep breathing. It will be a challenge but you will love it." Tess does not have sticky pads for on my skin but instead she has two clamps that go on my nipples. I moan when the tight clamps are attached to my nipples. There are three pairs of wires coming from the box, two pairs go to my nipples but the other pair is still a mystery for me. I feel something against my pussy and when I look down I panic. Tess is about to push a big glass plug with metal strips up my pussy, from this plug the last pair of wires run to the box. I pull on the chains and scream in my ball gag. Tess does not do anything to comfort me; instead she reaches for the box. I break; I calm down and decide that I have to deal with whatever she does to me. I breathe slowly and accept my faith; all of a sudden I feel a soft tingling in my pussy and on my nipples. I see Tess is twisting the knob slowly. The tingling comes in waves and it feels good to be honest. If feel Tess has turned up the voltage, now the tingling has turned to pinpricks. It still feels nice and a soft moan escapes from underneath my ball gag. Debbie and Christina are walking towards me, they are still wearing their green catsuits and Debbie is holding a vibrator in her hand. They both stand very close against me and start to lick and kiss my face, ball gag and breasts. I again feel the voltage increasing to a level where the pinpricks start to hurt. Luckily the two girls do their best to distract me. When the voltage increase again another moan escapes my lips, this time not one of pleasure but one of pain. The girls keep licking and kissing and Debbie turns on the vibrator and starts to stimulate my clit. It feels good over the still increasing pain from the electricity. My nipples and pussy are now on fire, the moaning in the ball gag has turned into screams of pain. The two girls try to please me as best as they can and I feel an orgasm building. When I cum, my pussy explodes, both the pain and the pleasure reach a climax. I scream out loud in my ball gag and pull firmly on the restrains. When the orgasm fades away I notice that the electricity has been turned off. Debbie and Christina untie me and remove my ball gag. I fall into their arms and Tess joins us to complete the group hug. It was an amazing experience and I am very glad the girls did this. From the corner of my eye I see Ellen putting something away before she looks at me. I walk over to her and thank her as well for this amazing evening. First Time Dominant Ch. 03 We all head towards the dressing room where we take a shower before changing back to our normal clothes. Ellen invites us to have a drink and with a glass of wine in our hands we discuss the events of the evening. It has been two weeks since my amazing night at the shop, Eric is back from his business trip for a week now but I still didn't tell him anything. Eric has a day off today and I'm just returning from a trip to the grocery store. When I open the front door I hear a scream coming from the living room, I know it has to be from the TV but it sounds familiar. When I walk into the room my jaw drops. I see myself tied to a wall with wires coming from my body being brought to orgasm by two girls. I look at Eric and don't know what to say. Eric looks back at me with a big smile on his face. "Did you like my surprise? It sounds like you do." "But...how did you do that? And why?" "I got some help from Tess to arrange it at the shop but the idea was mine. I thought it was good for you to feel what I feel and by the looks of that video, that Ellen made, it worked out well." I can only think of one reaction to his plan. I take off my wedding ring and place it gently on the table.