after my first d&s session i realized that i'm one of those who like pain and don't like their sex without it/
an aquaintance of mine made an appointment for me with the mistress.
I was fifteen minutes late/
As i walk down the steps to Her playroom, the chill in the air increased with every step I could feel my Mistress's spellbinding eyes burn my skin and Her presence exuded a haunting power. She leads me over to the middle of the room where two chains dangle from the ceiling.
Cuffs were then fastened around my wrists and i could feel my body begin to emit a heat in anticipation. I watch as She locks each cuffed wrist to the chains slightly above my head; the chains are spaced far enough so that my arms are stretched completely from my body. I feel a blindfold slipped over my head until it completely veils my eyes and it takes a moment to adjust to the sudden pitch-blackness. She startles me with a touch as i suddenly feel her two fingers trace the back of my neck. A quick slap to my ass catches me off guard and i let out a short gasp.

she slapped me across the face. she caressed my face and then slapped me again. I was enjoying it. she continued this stroke and slap until i stopped resisting. She fetched a blade and with a smooth move sliced my shirt open
then hooked the blade under the center of my bra. she grabbed my hair in a leather fist. " You are now my slave. You will obey all my commands without hesitation no matter how humiliating or painful they might be to you. You will not speak unless spoken to and you will never complain about anything required of you by me or by any of my friends. You will pay for the entire cost of the evening and you will be allowed to go home only when I give my permission."
a metal collar was snapped around my neck, locking my fate.

she continued to spank my ass, each smack increasing in strength. this was my first session so it wasn't too harsh...yet. She continued to warm up my butt with a fervent rhythm and then just as i was caught up in the beat so to speak, she slowly rubbed her hand over the pink glow she had just created.

I take the time to catch my breath but before i am completely able to, she brings Her leather paddle firmly across my ass causing me to wince with the sharp blow. I wasn't prepared for the sharp sting and my ass starts to heat up again. Mistress then informs me that I will receive one smack for every minute that I was late that evening.. She instructs me that I am to count them out and asks if I understand.
"Yes, Ma'am, " i answer, silently praying that I can even take that many whacks of that leather paddle. One left a sting on my ass that I was still feeling, I wondered how I would get through another thirteen or fourteen.
I nervously waited for the next smack. Before I knew it though, the paddle flew across my ass again and I quickly counted out, "Two, Mistress." Again and again Mistress struck my butt and each time I correctly counted its number. I moaned slightly after each smack and continued to count.. Finally, I received the fifteenth and final smack and I could feel a definite lingering sting on my entire ass. I figured my ass cheeks were bright red and I could tell my skin was really hot too. I also knew that was not the only part of me that was burning with fire, the inner agony of frustration that tortured me was far worse.
I wondered what was going to happen next and then my blindfold was removed.she rubbed my ass again, and the subtlety of Her compelling touch made all that torment completely worth it. She then unchained my wrists and rubbed my fingers to make sure they weren't numb. then looked at me and asked, "are you going to be late next time?"