So, how submissive am I?
I met up with a new Master today. He'd answered an ad I'd put up on a personals page and we'd chatted and swapped pics for a few days on Telegram.
He was very dominant and talking about 'dehumaising' me - I didn't quite know what that meant but I was definitely curious - it flicked a switch in my submissive mind.
This morning he asked if I was free - and luckily I was able to move things around and go over to his place.
With a beating heart I knocked on his door (I always forget how frightening it is until I'm standing outside a new Master's house again!), and he let me in.
He was very good looking - amazing eyes, good build. The flat was a down-at-heel studio, and a complete tip - so that was very off putting.
Anyway, he didn't hang around; after I'd stripped he gave me a bit of a spanking and bit my ass a few tmies, then he had me kneel down, and take his cock in his mouth and proceeded to piss and hold me there while I drank it all.
This wasn't something I'd ever done before and whilst it was gross, I guess that was the point and so I swallowed it all, not spilling a drop.
Next he agve me an enema, even though I'd cleaned myself before I set out; and then he had me sit on the loo and watched while I discharged it all. No privacy.
I then got to suck his cock which was short and circumcised, but quite fat. He was an Indian guy and I'd never been with a guy like that before.
Next I knelt on the cold tiles of the bathroom and he ordered me to rim him. This was another thing I'd only done once and again I found the idea rather gross - but I did as I was ordered.
Next into the bedroom, more cock sucking and then a very firm talking to in which he said that after this meeting I'd have a choice about whether to continue to serve him, or to walk away.
Then more rimming.
I dont know what it was, but during this part of the meet, I suddenly thought "I don't want to do this", and so I stopped and said so.
He ordered me to stand at the end of the bed and explain why, and I just said I wasn't enjoying it. So he let me get dressed again and I left.
He was very nice about it, and afterwards sent me a telegram message with a video of him deleting the pictures he'd taken during the session.
And I went home on the bus, wondering whether I was submissive and ready for a Master's collar, or just a little slut who loves getting fucked - and should therefore stop calling myself a sub.
Does anyone have any thoughts?