I’ve always felt more comfortable in sexually submissive roles but yet still held curiosities of what it would feel like for the roles to be reversed, to be the dominant one for a change. I had fantasized about having a man on his knees for me, worshiping me like the Goddess I am. When the opportunity became available to me, I seized it.A handsome man named Charles initiated a conversation with me, and we seemed to immediately hit it off. We discussed our kinks and fantasies and a lot of them seemed to align. We both agreed on how much better sex was when there were similar interests or an emotional connection. He shared with me that he enjoyed my creative, kinky mind and told me I am “a beautiful kinky mystery.” We both were interested in me taking on a dominant role. One thing led to another, and we decided to take a leap of faith and meet each other and see how things would progress.About two days before our meeting, I asked him when was the last time he masturbated. He told me a few hours ago, to which I replied he would not be permitted to touch himself until we met and until I gave him permission to touch himself. He told me it would be very difficult, and his cock would stay hard for me and his balls full, but that he would obey me. He would not touch himself until I allowed him to.When we met each other in person, his eyes were immediately drawn to me. He complimented my outfit and told me how stunning I looked. I wore all black from head to toe: a studded choker, corset-laced top, a black miniskirt, and fishnet stockings. He could not take his eyes off of me.Charles led me into his apartment and gave me a short tour. We stepped into the bedroom where, as promised in a previous conversation, his collection of sex toys and accessories was laid out at my disposal: a blindfold, wrist restraints, a ball gag, a strap-on harness, butt plugs, cock rings, prostate massagers, a cock cage, several dildos of different shapes and sizes, a flogger, a collar and leash, condoms, and lubricant.I requested of him prior, to write me a letter describing three things, big or small, that he would like me to do that would make his day. This idea enthralled him. I asked him to seal the letter once he was done, and if I had accomplished at least one of those things, to give me the letter so that I could read it. The letter was in an envelope addressed “Miss” and set on the counter. I was very tempted to open it and read it, but I would not go back on my word by reading it early. I also wanted to be surprised.He offered to make me a drink as I settled in and got comfortable, analyzing my workspace. Esenyurt escort We sipped our drinks and chatted about music, our families, and our backgrounds. Both of us were anxious yet excited to start the evening’s events.I asked him, “You haven’t touched yourself since I ordered you not to, right, pet?””No, Miss. I have obeyed you and not touched myself. But I will say, our conversations and seeing you now have kept my cock extremely hard. It’s been very challenging not to play with myself, but the urge to obey you is stronger.””Are you wearing the pink panties I asked you to wear?” I asked again.”Yes, Miss, I am.””Good. Let me see them”He showed me the proof by tugging the pink panties out from under his pants.”Very nice. I think that shirt can come off now,” I ordered.Charles slowly unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it aside.”And that t-shirt can come off too, pet.”He obeyed my command and stripped off the other shirt.”Good boy. And take those pants off also.” I was enjoying my taste of power so far.He obediently removed his belt and jeans and cast them aside, revealing the light pink, lacy thong underneath. His cock was already hard and bulging in the panties.He sat back down on the sofa and I straddled him. He let out an audible groan as he felt my pussy grinding against his stiff erection.”Remember that game I was telling you about, pet?” I took his hands and placed them on his lap. “You will not touch me, or yourself, unless I give you permission. If you disobey me, you will be restrained. I don’t want to have to restrain you, so I’m sure you will be a good boy for me.””Yes, Miss. It will be very hard to obey, Miss, but I do not wish to disobey you.””I’m sure it will be hard, slave, but I know you want to be a good boy for me, so you will do as I say.””Yes, Mistress.”I grabbed his chin, tilting it to both sides, observing him. His gaze roamed my body, especially landing on my full breasts which were inches from his face. I could tell he wanted so badly to place his hands on my body and feel my curves. I raked my nails through his beard and down his neck and chest. My lips were ever so close to his, only millimeters away, but I would not kiss him. He sighed into me, wishing I would give him what he wanted, and let our lips meet. I giggled and shook my head at him. I would not give him what he wanted just yet.I slowly ground my hips on his pelvis, feeling his erection pulse and throb under me. I looked down and saw his hands hovering above his lap. I know he yearned to touch me and was struggling within himself to not disobey my Etiler escort bayan orders. He wanted to be an obedient little pet and please me, but I was making it so difficult for him. Let’s be honest though, I was enjoying every moment of teasing him.”Miss, may I touch you?” he begged.I laughed softly. “No, you may not, pet.”He groaned. “Yes, Miss. I will not touch you.”I continued teasing and seducing him for several achingly long minutes. I touched him all over his body, only every once in a while rubbing his cock through the panties, to his agonizing pleasure.Once again, our lips almost met, and he tried to lean in and kiss me, but I would not give him the satisfaction and pulled away, to his chagrin.”Mistress, may I please kiss you?””No, pet,” I answered. “You may not.”He was getting so aroused by my teasing and could not hide it. “Yes, Miss.”I feigned riding him, my hips moved up and down on his lap, and I felt his slight thrusts underneath me but chose to ignore it and let him have his fun. I rolled my body, matching his little thrusts to my own grinding. I bet his mind was racing with thoughts of what it was like to be inside me.Finally, I gently kissed him, but only a peck for a quick second or two. He groaned once again, moving closer to me, hoping for more but I wouldn’t give it to him.”Miss, may I please touch your breasts?” He begged.I felt he deserved a little bit of leeway. “Yes, you may.” I agreed.He did not hesitate to grab both of my breasts and fondle them over my shirt. He buried his face in between my cleavage, loving every moment of closeness. I let him have his fun for a few moments and then grabbed a fistful of his hair and jerked his head back.”That’s enough,” I said cruelly.His expression was priceless. He was helpless and at my mercy, but regardless, he obeyed. I climbed off of him, ready for my next act.When I felt ready from the liquid courage, I told Charles to wait on the couch while I grabbed the collar and leash. I changed into my black, strappy, five-inch heels to complete my dominatrix-inspired look. I felt the weight of the chain leash in my hand and let it slip through my fingertips. With my pet’s collar and leash in hand, I strutted back out to the living room where my slave was waiting for me patiently.He marveled at my body. He especially enjoyed my fishnet-clad legs accentuated by the high heels. I could tell he had entered a state of mesmerizing bliss. His eyes did not leave me.”Miss, you look so incredible. You look beautiful.”I thanked my pet and ordered him to stand before me. With my heels Escort Eyüp on, I was a couple of inches taller than him. I attached the collar around his neck and hooked the leash. I wrapped the leash once around my hand and gave a slight tug, inclining his face towards mine so I could look down at him.”You look so beautiful with a collar on, pet,” I whispered.”Yes, Mistress,” he replied.”We are going to have a lot of fun tonight, pet.””Yes, Miss””Get on your knees in front of me, slave.”He obeyed and promptly knelt before me, gazing up at me, like the pathetic little slave he was about to become. Like the pathetic little slave that I was about to make him.”Now repeat after me, pet. ‘I am a worthless little slut.'”As he was told, he repeated, “I am a worthless little slut.”I gave him the second mantra. “‘I will only address my mistress by Miss, Mistress, or Goddess and not by her name.'””I will only address my mistress by Miss, Mistress, or Goddess and not by her name,” he said.”My only purpose in life is to serve and obey my Mistress.””My only purpose in life is to serve and obey my Mistress,” he copied.”Good slave. I’m glad we understand each other,” I purred.He nodded. “Yes, Miss. I understand.””We are going to have a lot of fun tonight. I don’t think you even have an idea of how much fun I am going to have with you,” I laughed. “Now tell me, pet, how old are you today?””I am thirty-six today, Miss,” he answered.”Thirty-six years old,” I cooed. “And you know what that means don’t you, pet?””No, Mistress,” He said. “What does it mean?””It means you get thirty-six birthday lashings.”He sighed heavily and dreamily and his eyes rolled back in his head, imagining the hot scenario. “Yes, Mistress.””So, my pet. How would you like to do this? Would you like your thirty-six lashings all at once, or would you like me to break them up for you?” I pondered. “I could do three sessions of twelve, if you’d like.””Whatever you think is best, Miss.” He said, always so obedient.”Then I think I will split it into three sessions of twelve lashings. I will start small for you, pet, and we can work our way up to that flogger you have. I do want to use that on your cute little ass tonight, but just not quite right now. How about we start with this ruler I bought? I will go easy on you this time, pet.””Yes, Miss. I think that would be fair, Miss.””Good. Now go ahead and bend over here for me.””Yes, Miss.” He obeyed and bent over the couch, exposing his ass cheeks in the lacy pink thong I had asked him to wear for me.”Now, pet, after each strike I want you to say ‘thank you, Mistress’. I will count out twelve now.””Yes, Mistress.”I gently rubbed his ass cheeks presented before me before picking up my ruler and running it over his ass. I reared back and gave him a light strike across his cheek.He flinched slightly. “Thank you, Mistress.””One.”I slapped him again. “Two.””Thank you, Mistress.”