It started with me looking at an ordinary soft porn magazine, when I reached the classified section I noticed an ad that simply said " Corrective Massage call 01 *** ****". My interest level grew !
It was 1981, I was 18, there were no mobile phones, no Internet and at that point I wasn't aware of CP contact magazines. Back then the Post Office controlled telephone lines, it was possible to work out what part of London the number was in by the first 3 numbers after the 01. A quick check in the phone book told me it was in the Bayswater area. So that was fine.
I summoned up the courage, called and booked my first session.
As the neither the Domme or the flat are active now I'm safe to say that it was at the top of Leinster Gardens, which is where I arrived at the appointed time.
In later years I have often read Dommes suggesting that us subs should always be honest about our experiences, I would agree but it was purely out of genuine honesty that when asked by this lady if I had any previous experience I replied "no". I don't recall much of what verbally went on during that session but I do recall after saying "no" she replied that it was refreshingly honest and we would do fine. I then told her of my desires and we agreed on 8 strokes of the strap, 8 strokes of the cane and then 8 strokes of the tawse. The order of the cane before the tawse has all ways seemed odd in retrospect. She also suggested I might enjoy some restraint. I agreed.
I was left to strip and this is where I encountered my first problem, I was so nervous that I was covered in a thin film of sweat, but I had all ready been informed that the only words I was allowed to speak during the session would be "yes Mistress" or "no Mistress" so I could not ask for the bathroom. However as my first Mistress entered the room she noticed my problem and told me not to worry and stated she enjoyed my state of nervousness.
I was put into a harness that started as a collar, then a strap passed from the collar down and under my balls and then up my back to the back of the collar. My hands were secured to the cuffs that were attached to the back section of the harness. I was stood there naked with my arms behind my back and at 18 very aroused.
I was instructed to bend over a stool similar to the above picture. I braced myself and the punishment started, I could not believe how much it hurt, I really didn't think I could cope with 24 strokes. Then all my mistakes due to lack of experience showed. Firstly I tried to keep quite and not cry out, I don't do that now, now I love to yelp and cry and real tears are not rare, I assumed all the enjoyment would be during the session but as all of us subs know, you fly high for days after a punishment. So through naivety I didn't make the most of it.
As for the 24 strokes ? Well of course I managed them, again it seems daft to have worried, now days I have well over 100 strokes during a session but that first spank/swot/lash still hurts like hell.
I don't remember the Mistresses name but I do thank her for taking me on that first step to a wonderful, though underground fetish life since.
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