Beth87
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I wanted to share my first tentive steps into D/s. It's a post from my blog and a little graphic but I don't think anyone will mind here. My teacher lives a fair way from me so we will me conversing mainly via web and telephone for the time being.
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A Dom wants to take me under his wing and train me. He obviously has a very strong stomach for this and lots of patience because I am haywire at the moment.
Proven by one of the first conversations we had. I had texted him in a fit of lust describing how bad I was being..and I really was being bad - double penetrative masturbation. I had cum quite a few times before he texted me back and when he finally rang me I was fit to burst.
So when I get a text later on in the day as for a nice picture or he will punish me for being bad, I presumed he wanted a sexy photo. Oh boy was I wrong. He rang me up to tell me how wrong.
"Bethany, what made you think I would want a picture of your breast?" he says very sternly.
"Because that is what a 'nice' picture means." I say, flustering.
"Don't treat me like one the perverts off the internet. So tell me again why you sent me a picture of your breast?"
"Because everytime a guy has asked for a nice picture he has wanted to see some part of me naked. What did you want to see?" My stomach drops as the shame sweeps over me.
"Your face Bethany, I wanted a nice picture of your face. It's not on is it, sending me that dirty picture?"
"No," I start to feel like a scolded child being told their parents are disappointed in them. There is nothing worse than feeling like someone important is disappointed in you and they feel you have let yourself down.
"You treated me like one of your filthy perverts. I am disgusted with this picture showing me your erect nipple. What are you wearing now?"
"Pj's"
"Take off your top," he commands.
I know it is a punishment coming up and it makes me a little nervous but mostly I feel curious excitement.
"Is it off?"
"Yes. Yes it is," my mouth begins to dry up.
"Make your nipple hard for me"
"I'm cold so it is already hard," I stupidly reply, my brain losing all intelligence.
"Squeeze it, I want it to be excitedly hard. Done?"
I nod my head forgetting that I am on a phone and then answer in the affirmitive, my voice husky.
"Right now take your thumb and index finger and push them into the sides of your nipple. Got it? Now keep getting tighter until I say so."
My fingers grip my nipple tight and arousal shoots through my body straight from my nipple to my clitoris. I can stop a moan escaping and he tells me to press harder, not that it helps my arousal which is building and building.
"Are you digging in as hard as you can?"
"Yes, my fingers won't go any more without nails. My hand seems to have frozen at this point."
I think problem comes partly from me anticipating pain and so my hand stops and partly from getting such enjoyment out of it. What my master doesn't know yet about me is that I have often masturbated with clips on my nipples so I can highten the sensitivity of my clitoris. What my master doesn't know about my nipples yet is that pulling on them in the right way can cause me to cum almost immediately.
The conversation swiftly changes to who I have met from the internet because in my recruitment interview he had asked me about Doms and I had said I have only met one proper Dom, the rest were meet and beat types.
So I told him I have met 4 guys off the internet; two bad guys, one as a business transaction and one who was my friend and we ended up having sex.
"Looks like I have my work cut out with you."
I feel felt partly embarrassed at that remark and partly proud. Wouldn't want to be boring and a doormat.
So my mission is to set up my webcam ---to show I am committed and until then NO lessons. So I reallyhope I can get my computer graphics fixed asap.
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Tame by probably most people's standards but it is a beginning
****
A Dom wants to take me under his wing and train me. He obviously has a very strong stomach for this and lots of patience because I am haywire at the moment.
Proven by one of the first conversations we had. I had texted him in a fit of lust describing how bad I was being..and I really was being bad - double penetrative masturbation. I had cum quite a few times before he texted me back and when he finally rang me I was fit to burst.
So when I get a text later on in the day as for a nice picture or he will punish me for being bad, I presumed he wanted a sexy photo. Oh boy was I wrong. He rang me up to tell me how wrong.
"Bethany, what made you think I would want a picture of your breast?" he says very sternly.
"Because that is what a 'nice' picture means." I say, flustering.
"Don't treat me like one the perverts off the internet. So tell me again why you sent me a picture of your breast?"
"Because everytime a guy has asked for a nice picture he has wanted to see some part of me naked. What did you want to see?" My stomach drops as the shame sweeps over me.
"Your face Bethany, I wanted a nice picture of your face. It's not on is it, sending me that dirty picture?"
"No," I start to feel like a scolded child being told their parents are disappointed in them. There is nothing worse than feeling like someone important is disappointed in you and they feel you have let yourself down.
"You treated me like one of your filthy perverts. I am disgusted with this picture showing me your erect nipple. What are you wearing now?"
"Pj's"
"Take off your top," he commands.
I know it is a punishment coming up and it makes me a little nervous but mostly I feel curious excitement.
"Is it off?"
"Yes. Yes it is," my mouth begins to dry up.
"Make your nipple hard for me"
"I'm cold so it is already hard," I stupidly reply, my brain losing all intelligence.
"Squeeze it, I want it to be excitedly hard. Done?"
I nod my head forgetting that I am on a phone and then answer in the affirmitive, my voice husky.
"Right now take your thumb and index finger and push them into the sides of your nipple. Got it? Now keep getting tighter until I say so."
My fingers grip my nipple tight and arousal shoots through my body straight from my nipple to my clitoris. I can stop a moan escaping and he tells me to press harder, not that it helps my arousal which is building and building.
"Are you digging in as hard as you can?"
"Yes, my fingers won't go any more without nails. My hand seems to have frozen at this point."
I think problem comes partly from me anticipating pain and so my hand stops and partly from getting such enjoyment out of it. What my master doesn't know yet about me is that I have often masturbated with clips on my nipples so I can highten the sensitivity of my clitoris. What my master doesn't know about my nipples yet is that pulling on them in the right way can cause me to cum almost immediately.
The conversation swiftly changes to who I have met from the internet because in my recruitment interview he had asked me about Doms and I had said I have only met one proper Dom, the rest were meet and beat types.
So I told him I have met 4 guys off the internet; two bad guys, one as a business transaction and one who was my friend and we ended up having sex.
"Looks like I have my work cut out with you."
I feel felt partly embarrassed at that remark and partly proud. Wouldn't want to be boring and a doormat.
So my mission is to set up my webcam ---to show I am committed and until then NO lessons. So I reallyhope I can get my computer graphics fixed asap.
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Tame by probably most people's standards but it is a beginning