Last week I finally worked up the courage to see a pro domme or at least who I thought was a pro. It was beyond sketchy. I’ll spare you the details but it wasn’t the best experience. 

Rewind three years. I found the perfect pro.  Our kinks aligned. I went through her screening process and chickened out at the last minute. I’ve visited her site many times since then and often wondered what would life been like had I just followed through. 

Based on my bad I experience earlier I thought what the hell. I’m in for a buck, might as well go all the way. Thankfully mistress understood my initial issues and agreed to see me. When I arrived at her house, my 6’2” 215lb body was trembling like a child. 

I followed her instructions to a “T”. I entered the side door. Removed my shoes and went down the half flight of stairs that were lit with a red light bulb. As I opened the curtain, I was greeted with the most incredible sight! Mistress was sitting on a stool in the corner, playing with her strap on harness, trying to adjust the straps. She had me sit down on her bench that had a chain link rectangular halo above it. She tossed me the harness and said “use you big muscles to unsnap this.” I melted. We chatted through my kinks and hopes for the session. I was instantly at ease and revealing parts of me that nobody has seen. Needless to say, I was hooked!!

Mistress instructed me to go into the bathroom and strip. I came out completely naked except my cage. I paused by the curtain, swallowed the lump in my throat and walked into the room. She then had me sit on the edge of the bench while she started grabbing supplies from around the room. I was taking it all in. Completely serene. I felt like I was staring in one of the videos we all have watched. 

Mistress came over and started working some fishnet stockings up my legs. I thought my cage was going to break! Next, she slid a pair of ruffled boy shorts up my legs. Mistress then started placing a bra around my chest. As she worked to get the clasp, she toyfully pushed my face into her chest. I felt at home. 

I almost lost it with what came next. Mistress pulled two breastforms out of a box and placed them in my bra. 

I was still in disbelief that this was really happening. Mistress started grabbing at my chest and roughly feeling me all over. I was butter. 

She then told me to lay on her bench where she proceeded to place wrist and ankle binders on me which she then attached to the table. She jokingly gave me a tough time about siting like a slut. 

Mistress then sat on my chest facing my feet. I could tell she was up to something but had no idea. Next thing I know, she is fingering me. Quickly working me open. I was in absolute heaven! I could see in the mirror on the ceiling that she was now lubing up a metal plug. We had discussed estim but she gave no clues it would appear in our first session. Mistress pushed the plug in and then placed two pads on my taint. 

Mistress was very gentle, working the power and pulse up. She made sure I was good at each turn but was certain to let me know who was at the controls. After what I can only describe as the most intense ride I’ve ever been on, mistress pauses for a moment and removes the pads and plug. I have been a big fan of estim on my own but have never felt what I felt from mistress. 

She pauses the scene and offers me some water.  Mistress is a a real pro in this regard. I have never felt more at ease than I do around her. She really enjoys her craft but will make a joke along the way. More to come on that topic...

Mistress then instructs me to lay on my stomach as she attaches my cuffs back to the table. She made it a point that I catch her putting on a harness in the corner of my eye. I could then feel her climb onto the table and then on top of me. Next thing I know, I feel her working her strapon into me. She is a god damned wizard with that thing. I could have been there for two minutes or twenty, I didn’t know what planet I was on while she rode me. I have some sizable toys and I was worried her strap wasn’t big enough. None of that mattered with her skill. She hit every perfect spot. 

Mistress then started unlocking my hands and feet. She told me to lay on my back when she locks my hands to the table and then starts lifting my legs into the air. She locks my feet to the chain link halo above. I was totally exposed. She started working her fingers in and picked up the hitachi wand. Where the Hell did that come from?!? She’s sneaky. Mistress starts rubbing the wand right underneath my caged cock all the while fingering me in the magic spot. My entire body felt like it was electrified. I lost count of the waves of orgasms but it was the most intense feeling in the world. I was the puppet and she was the master. Mistress was making me feel things I didn’t know were possible. 

As things started to wind down. Mistress unlocked me and cued the end of the session. She encouraged me to sit for a moment while I came down. Mistress offer the shower for me to use while she went up to change.  

When I came out of the shower and got dressed I found mistress in a cute pair of gym shorts and a tank. Her red hair framed her beautiful cleavage perfectly. If you would see her on the street, you would definitely look. She invited me to sit and join her for a bowl. We smoked, talked through all kinds of things and listened to some music. I would have loved to hang out with her for hours but the weed started getting to me and I said I was going to head out. Mistress stood up and gave me the warmest, most loving hug. I almost broke down in tears I felt so accepted. She was able to seal back up all those vulnerabilities I had just exposed. 

As I got in the car, she came chasing out the door. I had left the key for my cage in her dungeon. I was crying from laughing so hard. 

I had to see her again!

Stand by for Part 2!