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| I am looking for an experienced Dom to train me. I like bondage, toys, and anal. I like when men watch me pleasure and be pleasure by other women. I like 3some and 4somes. I want to learn to be a good sub and I want rules. I want someone who will push the boundaries of what I know I like. I will try anything once. I'm not looking for anything just online. I want physical contact. I just really need to be fucked.
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Before today arrived, I was excited and just wanted everything to start. I wanted to finally have my first ever Dom/sub session. This morning, I was still excited. I didn't start feeling nervous or anxious until I was about halfway to the public meeting spot. The conversation and drive to my apartment put this nervousness at ease. Once we arrived at my apartment, I was unsure how I was supposed to act.
The first thing that was to happen was to demonstrate what a punishment of spanking would be like. I was nervous and scare that it would hurt an that I wouldn't be able to take it. Aside from being scared, I was also curious because I wanted to know how it would make me feel. The first strikes hurt but not as much as I thought they would. I began to think that it wouldn't be so bad. The next strikes were more painful, but the pain level started to plateau. Every time a strike came I looked forward to the soft caress that came between the strike. The strikes without those caresses in between were the most painful. I kept hoping that it was almost over. When I had to count the last ten strikes, I was getting excited that I was almost through. When it was over, I could still feel the sting of the blows and I was happy it was over. But I also was proud that I was able to take the spanking until the end. He told me that I would go through a session like this once a week so that I would not forget what would happen and could happen if I disobeyed. I knew it would hurt every time but I felt like I could handle it. I hoped that it would hurt a little less the more I experienced of it but knew that it would be okay even if it did not. He told me that he would eventually switch to a paddle instead of his hand and this made me anxious. I knew it would be more painful but I hoped that I would be able to, eventually, withstand the blows.
The next step of my first session was giving a blow job and I became very self-conscious. Knowing that I had pretty much never given anyone a blow job, I didn't know if I would be good enough. I started the blow job and felt inadequate that I oculdn't take him all the way in. He started thrusting, and I began to gag. I felt as though I couldn't breathe. Then he stopped thrusting. I again felt completely inadequate. I didn't know what to do or how to ask what I should do. I kept going. After a few more time of his thrusting, I actually found myself figuring out how to breathe and though I was still gagging, it was happening less. Towards the end I was actually able to take him in all the way to his base. I felt hopeful at that point that eventually I would be able to actually give an adequate blow job.
From there, the next step taken was trying anal. Though I had experienced anal in the past, I was unsure how it would feel with someone so large. When he first started pushing into me, it was uncomfortable but it did not hurt. Once he starting thrusting picking up speed, it felt so good. I was finding myself wanting to push back onto him harder. Each time he would remove himself, I felt myself wanting it again. I enjoyed this final part of my first session more than any other part, and even more than I thought it would. When the session was over, I felt so relaxed and good. All I wanted to know was if I gave him the pleasure he was looking for. I wanted to know that I did a good job and made him happy. After he was gone, I felt how sore and achy my entire body felt. But every time I feel the soreness when I move I look forward with anticipation to my next session. I an anxious to be taught more. |
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