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I was naked kneeling up. She was standing in front of me; she was wearing a pair of Christian Loubutin Mary Jane slides with black mesh, strap across instep, open toe, and 4 1/4" covered heel, a very short leather mini skirt, no panties, a leather corset with an incorporated demi cup bra, exposing her nipples and spectacular breast, very light make up, and her hair in a ponytail. Her name is Victoria, she is Chinese, she has unusually long legs, long fingers with long nail beds painted in a dark chocolate brown, her feet are slender size 7, with a beautiful arch, and perfectly manicured toe nail, also in dark chocolate brow. I am staring at her pussy with swollen labia glistening with drops of wetness. She is very unhappy with me, why?
It all started three years earlier, when we met, she was a very exclusive professional dominatrix. From our first phone conversation, we felt immediately connected, we talked for about 30 minutes while working out the details of our first session. Playing together was very inspiring and I felt an immediate and powerful attraction. We hardly talk during the session, but our body language and look in our eyes gave an indication of our instant chemistry. When the session was over, I asked her if she wanted to have dinner with me. She eagerly accepted. The next hours together flew by. We could talk about anything and everything. We had so many fetishes and common interests: architecture, art, shoes, food, fashion, social and political issues. We played at least twice a week for the next few months. There was an unusual evolution: during the first month, the sessions were very intense and extreme but, as the time went by, they started becoming lighter and more sensual. During one of the sessions, she kissed me passionately. Once we became lovers, she didn't to dominate me anymore. We were madly in love with each other, unfortunately I was very married, very devoted to my children and with no intention of ever divorcing. She knew this from the beginning. We stole every moment we could to consummate our love. After a few months of bliss, Victoria started becoming unhappy with the fact that I was married and that I would not leave my wife for her. At the same time, she wasn't satisfying my fetishistic needs because she had no interest in dominating me anymore.
In spite of our passion, we were both unhappy and unsatisfied. She became more distant and became less available. She claimed that she had a very reach client who out her on a monthly retainer to be available exclusively for him. It sounded very strange; I had the strong suspicion that in order to feel more balanced in our relationship she had found a lover. I confronted her and we had several fights. In the end, I decided to terminate the relationship because I believe that she had a lover and that she was lying to me. All I wanted was the truth. I don't know if I would have been able to handle the fact she had a lover but at least in terms of fairness it made sense. She would keep in touch with me, emailing me, calling me, denying the existence of a lover, and wanting to reconcile. Even when I would say that I understood why she might want a lover she denied categorically. This drama went on for a couple of years. In the meanwhile, my fetishistic needs were becoming more intense and acute every day. Playing with other professional Mistresses didn't help. It was completely unsatisfactory. The first couple of sessions might go reasonably well, but when we failed to establish a deep psychological connection and their skills showed their limitations, I became more and more unsatisfied.
I was dealing with the fact that my BDSM needs were becoming unbearable and that Victoria would not leave me alone. I emailed Victoria asking if she would consider a weekend of intense and extreme domination. She immediately replied that she would love it and that she missed sessioning together. I arranged for her to meet me in NY at the Peninsula Hotel. When she arrived she had only a suitcase containing vanilla clothes. I asked her about her equipment and she reassured saying that she had a surprise for me. We had an amazing dinner at L'Atelier de Bouchon and then retired to our room. She went to the bathroom and came back wearing some sexy black Chanel open toe stilettos and panties and bra from La Perla black line. She was to die for. She told me to lie down on the bed. She sat next to me and started playing with my nipples- I love nipple play-: squeezing them, pinching them, licking the, and biting them; alternating pleasurable sensations to painful sensations. My eyes were glazing over. She started kissing me very passionately and sensually; next thing, I know she wants me to make love to her. When I refuse, she gets utterly pissed" I can't believe that this is happening to me! Nobody has refused to have sex with me. What the fuck are you doing?" I was totally pissed off because she had tricked me into meeting her while she had no intention of dominating me. I needed desperately very severe domination and all I wanted was to be her slave for this weekend and told her so. We had a horrible fight, I confronted her again about her having a lover but she vehemently denied it. I left the room and went for a long walk. I walked for the next few hours upset at her trickery and lies. When I finally got back to the room, she was not there. I noticed that she had used my laptop. I went on line to look for a professional Mistress, I needed to be dominated very badly, couldn't take it anymore. as I was going through the open tabs, I notice that there was an email account open. It was her personal account, not the professional one. My initial reaction was to close it. Fortunately or unfortunately, I didn't. My curiosity prevailed over my ethic. I started reading all her private emails. I couldn't believe my eyes, she had become a very exclusive courtesan who offered domination services and she had gotten married about 12 months ago. From the email exchange with her husband, I could tell that she was in love with him and cared for him deeply. I was devastated by the years of lies, I felt jealousy, bitterness, and pain.
I packed up left immediately the room. She called me, emailed me, left me messages begging me to talk to her, she had no idea that I knew. I told her that I needed time alone and that when I was ready, I would get in touch with her. I finally decided to write her an email explaining what I knew and how I came to know it. As usual she started lying about her marriage saying that it was a marriage of convenience. When it finally sunk into her head that I had actually read her emails, she went ballistic and told me that she would get back to me when she decided what to do with me. Initially I was relieved. I hoped that she would go away. I couldn't have been more wrong. After a weeks, she called me blocking her calling ID, when I picked up she said" Hi, this is Victoria, I am glad that you picked the phone" Her voice sounded dark and ominous. " I have been thinking what to do about us. We seem to be broken as lovers but you expressed the desire to be my slave before you read my personal emails. I want you to meet me at my studio" she continued. When I told her that I thought that she was out of her fucking mind she told me that if I wouldn't she would send a package to my wife containing copies of our emails and some pictures. I almost dropped dead. " I will send you an email with instructions" and then she hang up. She waited two weeks before sending me the email. Two weeks of agony. The email finally arrived" Carlos, I have been thinking about you and what kind of relationship we can have... because I want a relationship with you; not exactly what you may want but...let me know when you can meet me at my studio. Ideally, when you don't have to be home for the 24 hours. XXOO."
Once we agreed on a date, she followed with another email "Carlos, I am sure that you want to know what I have in mind. I want to satisfy your deep need for submission. When I open the door to let you in, I want you to walk to the main room, get naked, assume your position on all fours, and wait for me." I was excited and nervous at the same time. Nervous because of the blackmail threat, excited because she might just want to play with me. After an eternity, I heard the clicking sound of her heels approaching, she stopped next to me, she told me to kneel up and look at her....and here I am. I am looking at her, she looks devastatingly beautiful.
She tells me to lie down on the bondage table. Once I do, she proceeds to completely immobilize me using a combination of leather straps and rope. Then she applies some tweezers clamps on my nipples and start touching me very sensually teasing me with her hands, feet, pussies, breast, and ass. She would insert a couple of fingers in her pussy, take them out glistening with her wetness and insert them in my mouth whispering to me" Isn't my pussy so sweet? Haven't you missed it?" Then she sat down on my chest with her pussies dripping with wetness just a couple of inches from my face, I could smell it and started slapping me quite harshly. When she noticed the glazed look in my eyes, sigh that I was completely in subspace, she started whispering:" The good news is that I am over your, the bad is that I am over you; however I still have an excellent use for you that may work for both of us. I want you to become my real slave, not on a professional basis; you will still pay a monthly tribute, a reasonable amount, but you will be mine. I promise you and I will prove to you without any reasonable doubt that I will never lie to you again." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I was so intoxicated, in subspace, and needy of domination that I immediately told her that I would love to do that." I saw a devious smile appear on Victoria's face. " Since I don't want any misunderstanding and I want this to be fair, I have a prepared an agreement for you and I to sign. I am going to read it to you: basically it says that our agreement has an initial term of 30 days from today, that you will make yourself available to me for 24 consecutive hours each week. After the 30 day period, we can extend the same agreement by additional 30 day terms if we mutually agree. I promise that as long as you fulfill your obligations, I will not contact your wife. I also promise that I will never expose you in public, do anything to damage your professional and social life, cause you any permanent physical damage, and make do anything illegal. Your additional responsibilities are to be my slave , my servant, and to obey me. If you are not willing to perform something, I will force such activity upon you. As a slave, you have no rights and no limits others than the mentioned above. I, Victoria promise you that I will never lie to you again and if I do, you will have the right to terminate this agreement at any time."
Still not being able to think rationally because of Victoria's treatment and relieved that in a month time my wife would never find out, I eagerly agreed. The smile that appeared on Victoria's face was very unsettling. She untied me, gave me some water and when I was alert, she let me review the agreement.. It said exactly what she had summarized to me. I eagerly signed it. After Victoria signed it, she gave me a copy, which I put in my briefcase." Carlos the only reason I can treat you as a slave is because I don't love you anymore. I lied to you because I loved you so much and wanted you so desperately. In addition I suffered so much because of your callousness and lack of consideration. You know that I am a very vindictive and cruel person." as she finished her sentence I became pale. " Now, on all fours and wait for me!" She came back wearing jeans, a t-shirt, and Puma shoes. " You will never see me naked again, the outfit, and my behavior had only the objective to convince you to sign the agreement; now that you have, you will learn the true meaning of being a slave." She took an electrified dildo, lubed it up and inserted in my ass, it was size medium, I felt pretty full. Then she instructed me to lie on the bondage table again and proceeded again to immobilize me completely. She took some wireless earplugs and inserted them into my ears. Then she took a Velcro strap, she fastened it snugly around my head and over my years to make sure that the ear plugs would not fall out. She told to open my mouth, once I did she inserted her used panties infused with her piss, and used some tape to seal my mouth. She took an used bra and strapped on my nose. She applied tweezer clamps on my nipples again. I heard her voice through the ear plugs, mum if you can year me, once I mummed she said don' worry we are almost done. She attached the electrified dildo to an Eros TeK device and raised the intensity until it was quite painful. She continued "I promised that I will never lie to you, I will proceed to prove it to you right now. The ear plugs are connected to a cell phone, which I just called from my cell phone, I am going to leave it connected to my cell phone so that you can hear everything that I am going to do and to say while you are here in bondage and surrounded by my aromas...oh one more thing.." You come back and you attach to a bar directly over my eyes some pictures..as I focus, I see pictures of you naked making love with another man. "this is my husband which I love very much....I am going to meet him in a few minutes and to be ravaged by him..you will have the privilege of listening to our love making and my ravaging...I hope that the connection will be very clear. I don't want you to miss anything... you see no more lies!! enjoy it!"
As she leaves the room, I start crying realizing that I am still madly in love with her and of the pain, degradation, and humiliation that Victoria will inflict upon me during the next 30 days...
To be continued
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