| Lesbian: BDSM: How I Met My Mistress (1/4) |
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I remember the first time I saw my mistress. I was on a dating site that I had been on many times before. I had met and dated a few women on the site, but none that had absolutely wowed me. I knew what I was looking for, but hadn’t found that perfect woman yet. I was looking through profiles of different women and finally came upon my mistress. Of course, she wasn’t my mistress yet. When I saw her picture, I was instantly struck. She was beautiful, and she had such a mysterious look about her, and there was something in the eyes and face that was so commanding and strong. I had always been attracted to women who were strong and who would take charge. When I looked into those eyes I knew that she could wither me with just a look, and it sent an electric shock of pleasure through me. I began to read her profile and it didn’t take very long. It was short and to the point, just as I imagined she would be. But when I looked at what types of things she was into, I saw that she was interested in Sadism/Masochism. I had no experience with that, and so it scared me a little. But, just the same, I knew I had to contact her. For some reason I felt she was the one I had been looking for all my life. So I e-mailed her saying that I shared some of her interests, if not all, and that if she liked my profile also to please contact me. A few days later I was online and my mistress popped on requesting a chat. I was so thrilled, but at the same time so nervous I barely remember our chat. I know she asked me what I liked at one point. I was fumbling around and so unsure. I told her I liked role-playing. “Really," she said, “like what?” I told her one of my fantasy scenarios, nervous as I was. She dismissed it. She asked, “What color panties are you wearing?” “Black,” I said, thinking 'what a strange question.' “WELL NO MORE”, she said, emphasizing the point in capital letters. “YOU WILL WEAR WHITE PANTIES FROM NOW ON, AND WHENEVER I SPEAK TO YOU THOSE WHITE PANTIES HAD BETTER BE ON!! NO MORE BLACK PANTIES!!" When she said this, I felt a thrill go through my body right to my pussy. I had become wet. We spoke for a while longer but for me it is all a blur. I was so enthralled and infatuated with this woman. I had never been spoken to like that before and ordered around, but I found myself thrilled by it. By the time she left me I was so horny I couldn’t understand what had just happened. But, I knew that this woman was what I had been looking for so long and had not found! I promptly jumped in my bed and masturbated using my big pink vibe and thinking about our conversation and the control she had taken of me. I came better that night than I had with any of the women I had recently been with. Thus began my online relationship with the woman of my dreams. I didn’t hear from her after that for at least a week. I found myself constantly thinking about her and wondering if she had decided she wasn’t interested in me. After all, I was new to this – |
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