How They Became One

Training begins: His View

We started meeting every evening after that. It was great! She was all I could have hoped for and, even more! I was pleased with her intelligence and willingness to do as I told her.

On Friday night, I tied her to the bed, just to give her first real bondage experience. Then I spent time playing with her breasts and pussy, getting her so horny so that when I finally mounted her, she came almost immediately. In fact, she came twice before I did and then a third time before I collapsed on the bed beside her. The next morning we woke up with another love making session before getting out of bed. “Make me a cup of coffee and have it ready for me as I get out of the shower.” But when I got out of the shower, it was not there. So I got dressed and went into the kitchen. She was sitting there with a cup of coffee and the newspaper. She looked up and went to get me my coffee. “Becky, I thought I told you to have it ready for me when I got out of the shower!” “Oh, I thought I would just get it for you when you were dressed.” “That is not what I told you. Is it!?” She got quiet, and said “No, Sir.” I went into the next room and got a crop before going back into the kitchen. “Becky, get undressed and come here.” She just looked at me, uncomprehending what I was intending to do. “Now!” She dropped her robe and pulled down her panties, then walked over to me. “Hands on the table, ass out.” Now she looked a little fearful but she obeyed. That was a good sign. When she was in position, I told her “I am going to punish you for disobeying me. I whip you five times with this crop. Do you understand?” “Yes, Sir.” She said quietly. “I want you to count the blows and thank me between each one.” “Yes, Sir.” I brought the crop to her mouth so she could kiss it and then proceeded to administer her punishment and it was soon over with. “You may rise now.” I watched her walk away, sobbing quietly. Her ass had 5 red stripes on it. This was just another in what I knew would be a series of disciplinary sessions in her training. Over the next few weeks, I would teach her to understand the pain and pleasure that are a part of submission. I knew that she would understand that these marks were also a sign of my ownership. When she fully understood that, she would not just endure her discipline; she would embrace it and take joy in being my property. One day she would ask for it, to be reminded of her status. I went to get some cream for her back and a couple of aspirin. She needed to understand in her soul the two sides of submission, being disciplined and being cherished. Through this she will come to understand the rightness of her surrender and completely trust me. Later, she came to me and said “Thank you Sir, I deserved that. Thank you for helping me a better sub for you.”

Training begins: Her View

We started meeting every night after that. I hadn't spent the night yet, but tonight he wanted me to stay all night. I was very excited. This was a whole new level in our relationship. So far, the whole experience had been even more than I had hoped for. I tried very hard to obey him and give him the pleasures he desired. After I had cleaned up from dinner, he told me we would be trying something new tonight. I got wet right then, wondering what he was going to do to me. We went up to the bedroom where he had my cuffs laid out on the bed. I undressed and he put the cuffs on me.

“Lay down on the bed, spread out.”

I laid down and he fastened my cuffs to short leather thongs attached to the bed frame. I felt so helpless. It turned me on so incredibly much! But then he started fondling my breasts, nibbling and sucking on them. The feeling was so intense, magnified by my inability to move. All of a sudden, his fingers plunged into my pussy without warning. I was so turned on by the whole experience. This was something I had fantasized about for so long. Being helpless before a man, with him taking advantage of my helplessness. God it was magnificent. But then it got better. He rose and placed himself between my spread legs. His cock rammed into my pussy so hard, I came immediately. I kept cumming in waves so intense I thought I would pass out. But I couldn't, he needed to be pleasured. But then he came. I could feel his seed as it filled me. So much came out it began to leak out of my pussy. I knew he must have been as turned on as I was by this experience. In a few minutes, he unfastened me from the bed and we fell asleep.

Morning arrived and I woke to sun on my face. I was a little sore from last night but it was a good feeling. I noticed his cock was hard, so I took it in my mouth and gently sucked on it until he woke. Then he mounted me. What a great way to begin the day.

After we came, he rose to take a shower. “Make me a cup of coffee and have it ready for me as I get out of the shower.” I got up and fumbled around the kitchen to fix coffee. While the coffee was brewing, I went out to get the newspaper. I poured myself a cup of coffee and sat at the table to read the paper. Suddenly he was at the kitchen door.

“Becky, I thought I told you to have it ready for me when I got out of the shower!”

“Oh, I thought I would just get it for you when you were dressed.”

“That is not what I told you. Is it!?”

“No, Sir.” He went out of the room and came back with a crop.

“Becky, get undressed and come here.” I just looked at him. I didn't know what to think. Just a few minutes ago we were making tender love. Now he was speaking harshly to me.

“Now!” So I dropped my robe and pulled down my panties before walking over to him.

“Hands on the table, ass out.” What was he going to do to me? But I knew better than to disobey. So I did it.

“I am going to punish you for disobeying me. I will whip you five times with this crop. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“I want you to count the blows and thank me between each one.”

“Yes, Sir.” He brought the crop to my mouth and I kissed it. It felt so strange, but so right.

He began to hit me with the crop. The pain was excruciating but I knew he was doing it for my own good. So I endured it. When he was done, he let me kiss the crop again.

“You may rise now.” I walked away to get his coffee, the pain was still with me. I could not help sobbing quietly. I wondered what I looked like from behind. I wondered what I was doing letting this man whip me. I pondered that thought for a few minutes, moving from humiliation and anger to feeling free and fulfilled. Finally, I knew in my very soul, that what he did was right. I had been bad and deserved punishment.

He came over to me with some cream and gave me some aspirin. While he rubbed the cream onto my ass, I did something I would never have dreamed of just a few months ago. I thanked him. And I meant it! At that moment I felt complete at last.