[Intrepid]

After noticing there was a place for TRUE erotic stories, I decided to place this one here as well. If there is any interest, I will continue to relate her journey on the road to discovering her submissive side.


This is all true, even the name.

A few years ago I was working and living in a large southern state. I had resolved not to get involved with a woman while I was there knowing I at some point would be leaving and I didn't want to get involved with anything serious.
I found a little neighborhood bar that was comfortable and, for the most part, quiet, frequented by locals. I soon was able to establish myself somewhat and was on a first name basis with a few of the regulars.

One night as I sat in my preferred spot at the corner of the bar just people watching and chatting with a couple locals, a woman I had seen there a few times but never talked to walked over and started a conversation with me. It was obvious she had had enough to drink to build some courage and soon we had a nice conversation going. As it got later, and after a few more drinks, things got louder and rowdier. I was sitting on a bar stool and she was backed up to me between my legs looking out at the crowd. From time to time she would turn to say something, making sure her breasts rubbed against my arm as she did. That was just fine with me as I love that "accidental-on-purpose breast contact that women do when they want to get your attention.

At closing time we walked out to her pickup (that should give you and idea what state this took place in) and started kissing. Pretty soon we got inside the truck and continued, now with her leaned back against the door and me between her spread legs licking her pussy and fingering her. Still being somewhat sober I realized that fucking her right there in the parking lot probably wasn't such a good idea, so after she had gotten off a couple of times we composed ourselves and kissed good night, with me promising to give her a call the next day.

I did call her the next day and we made arrangements to meet again. Long story short is that we started a relationship that featured great, inhibited sex and lots of experimentation. She admitted to me that she was bi but didn't currently have a girl friend. She did have a great selection of sex toys, dildos, vibrators, and some mild B/D things such as nipple clamps etc. I loved using a double vibrating dildo on her, it had one end that went into her pussy and another, slimmer end that slid up her ass. That one drove her to amazing orgasms. There wasn't much she wouldn't do, but she did mention one night that about the only thing she wouldn't let me do was handcuff her. She had a thing about being helpless. I snickered to myself when I heard that, knowing that I could do anything I wanted with her. The only thing stopping me would be my decision to abide by her wishes.

One afternoon as we were in a grocery store buying things for dinner that night she made a comment about something, I don't remember what it was, but it prompted me to reply, "A woman has to know her place."
Damn, I thought I was going to see steam shooting out of her ears! She was obviously pissed by that comment but made no reply, probably because we were in line at the store with people around us.

Later that night, after dinner and while watching a movie on TV (she had went into the bedroom and undressed down to just a T shirt and panties), she again said something that I thought was disrespectful to me and men in general and indicated that she thought she could manipulate any man and get him to do pretty much whatever she wished.
Well, that did it. I reached over and pretty much just picked her up from where she was sitting beside me, took her over my knee, pulled her panties down and gave her four good, solid smacks on each cheek, leaving a nice red print of my hand on each one.

When I let her back up I was prepared for anger, crying etc, but was I saw was a look of wonder on her face that told me she had just discovered something very new and that she liked a whole lot. She was sitting there eyes wide open with surprise with her T shirt bunched up under her breasts, her panties down to her knees and her shaved (at my insistence) pussy fully exposed.
She snuggled up to me and gave me a passionate, wet kiss with lots of tongue. I reached down and finger fucked her as we kissed, finding her wet and swollen. Soon she got up, pulled her panties the rest of the way off and, taking my hand leading me into the bedroom. I slipped her T shirt off and told her, "Get on your knees..." She obeyed and I took my shirt off and unzipped my pants, undid my belt buckle and took my cock out.
She grabbed it and tried to put it in her mouth, but, grabbing a handful of her hair I pulled her head back and told her, "Not so fast."
With my hard cock right in front of her eyes, I again told her that a woman has to know her place and I asked her if she now understood me and realized how true that was. I rubbed my cock under her chin and over her cheeks as she fully agreed that she in fact did now know her place and would I please allow her to suck my cock?
I told her to kiss it first and ask permission. She did and then I instructed her to kiss and then lick and suck each of my balls. She obeyed, and again I told her to kiss my cock. Holding her back a few moments, I finally released her and allowed her to take me into her mouth. She gave me a wet, sloppy blowjob, the very best kind, looking up at me to judge my approval until I had had enough and, once again taking her by her hair I helped her to her feet and guided her to the bed. Telling her to lie down and spread her legs I gave her a good fucking.

That was her introduction to submission and obedience. A woman who up until that time had no idea she would be so fascinated and aroused by submission. There are many more chapters to her story....

[Thinker]

It doesn't surprise me when people "discover" they like spanking. I would definitely like to hear more about her journey to the submissive side.

[Intrepid]

After her initial introduction to spanking, submission and obedience, I slowly brought her along by explaining to her the benefits to this new lifestyle. How she would actually feel comforted by regular spankings and discover true, womanly, soul satisfying contentment and pleasure through submission and obedience. She received regular spankings (not just when she had misbehaved) where she was required to stand in front of me, lower her panties and lay over my knees.
After one of her first sessions I led her to the full length mirror in her bedroom, turned her around and had her view her own red bottom with my hand prints standing out on her pale flesh. It was as if I had marked her as my property.

One afternoon I arrived at her house and walked in with a riding crop I had purchased that day. When she saw that I could see the uncertainty in her eyes. I explained it was time to take the next step in her journey of discovery. I told her this tool was designed to get the attention of a horse, and that misused, it could cause incredibly intense pain on a human being. My introducing it into our relationship was not only as a disciplinary tool, but as a means to instill trust of me into her mind. She must submit, but submit freely knowing that I would never go beyond the limits of good sense. But the minute possibility that I could, if I so wished, would always be there.

Her first session with the riding crop went about as I expected. She was instructed to lower her pants and panties and bend over her kitchen table. I gave her a good lash with the whip and she yelped, jumped up and ran (as best as she could with her panties around her knees) away. I instructed her to return and resume her position. Grabbing a handful of her hair in order to better control her, I applied the crop to her ass once again, and twice more as punishment for running away. The welts stood out in stark relief on her ass, and once again I led her to the mirror to examine the results of disobedience. She was trembling and a single tear slowly trickled down her cheek.

I cupped her chin in my hand and kissed her, then I led her to the corner of the room and instructed her that she was to stand there, facing the wall and exposed to my view until the welts subsided and I had decided what to do with her next. The waiting, being half naked and the anticipation of either more punishment or sexual pleasure worked on her mind and I could see her fidgeting, glancing back over her shoulder and trying to press her thighs together to put a little pressure on her clit. I could also see, under the cheeks of her ass and between her upper thighs, her swollen labia with the inner lips, usually hidden behind her slit, now starting to protrude with her excitement.

[Intrepid]

One afternoon when we arrived at her home she led me into her bedroom and proudly showed me what she had been up to the day before. She had installed (she was pretty handy with tools) eye bolts into the wall studs on either side of her bed. Clipped to the eye bolts were carabiners attached to lengths of chain (the lightweight, decorative type one hangs light fixtures etc from the ceiling).
"Now you can chain me up and have your way with me," she said with a delightful glint in her eye.

That was fine, but first we needed more equipment. I went online and found on E Bay, a woman in San Antonio, TX who makes very nice, heavy duty leather bondage equipment. It's expensive, but worth it. I ordered a set of matching wrist and ankle cuffs and collar. They come with D rings riveted on and a latch that can be locked with a tiny padlock. I included a matching leash to complete to ensemble.

She eagerly awaited the delivery of her new leather wear. On the day they arrived she called me all excited and wanted to know if she could put them on. I told her no, the collaring of a submissive is a special event and cannot be taken lightly.
I told her she must wait until I arrived that evening and to meet me at the door, naked and freshly shaved, bare and smooth.
She complied, happy and bouncing around like a little kid on Christmas morning. I sat in my chair and instructed her to go get her new equipment and bring them to me. She ran to the bedroom, her cute little ass bouncing and wiggling delightfully. Returning with her gifts in her hands she knelt and handed them to me. I told her to raise her left arm and extend it to me so I could fit the first wrist cuff on. The leather was thick, new and stiff and it took some work to get it properly fitted so she could not slip out of it. The same procedure followed for her other hand and both ankles.

I held up her collar and asked her if she was ready to be collared and if she fully understood what that meant? That she was now fully submissive and obedient. That her first priority was my pleasure and satisfaction. That she existed to serve me, both sexually and otherwise. She no longer was to use the word, "no' or ask, "why?" That she must have full trust in my authority and my concern for her well being. She swallowed and quietly, averting her eyes (as she had been instructed) replied, "Yes Sir."
You must also be fully naked at all times when I am at your home and remain so until I leave. I again asked her if she fully understood and again she replied, "Yes Sir."

I told her to turn around and push her hair up on top of her head. I fitted the collar around her neck and buckled it. It didn't need to be as tight as her wrist and ankle cuffs of course. I then snapped on the leash and let it hang down the middle of her back.
"Now," I said, fix me a drink and serve it and then you can get started on our dinner.
"Yes sir!" she replied happily and bounced up to comply with my instructions.

[Intrepid]

Later on, after dinner and some TV and some experimenting with the leash and collar; leading her around the house and out on her back deck, and having her curled up on a throw cushion on the floor beside my chair, I led her into the bedroom and unclipped her leash. Taking a carabiner and a length of chain, I hooked her wrist cuffs together behind her back and her ankle cuffs together and raised her ankles to her wrists and secured her like that. I inserted her stainless steel, Crystal Rose butt plug (if you're not familiar, google them to see what I'm talking about) into her ass, and a remote control vibrating egg into her pussy. Running another length of chain from her collar D ring down between her legs, I attached that as well to her secured wrists and ankles. Both the butt plug and the vibrator were now held firmly in place and she couldn't push either of them out.
Blindfolding her, I switched the vibrator on and closing the door behind me, left the room. The vibrator, not being in the right place to cause orgasm, and not vibrating hard enough in any case, wouldn't make her cum, but it kept her in a constant state of arousal and frustration about not being able to have an orgasm.

I watched some more TV, giving her about a half hour or so to build up her arousal. I went back in and found her writhing on the bed, trying desperately to find some way to rub herself against anything she could to make herself cum. I turned her on her tummy and sat beside her stroking her bottom and gently working the butt plug in and out just the tiny little bit allowed by the chain. She met each movement with a thrust of her hips, trying to fuck herself with the plug. The sounds she made were like an animal, except when she repeated, "fuckmefuckmefuckmefuckme" over and over again. It's one thing to use foreplay to ready a woman for sex, taking your time and gradually bringing her to a state of readiness to be penetrated, but it's quite another to have a woman, fully in heat, alternately begging and then demanding to be fucked.

I told her to be still as I switched the vibrator off and unclipped the chain from her collar and wrists. I gently tugged the egg from her swollen and drenched cunt, hearing her gasp as it popped out. Freeing her ankles from her wrists, I first attached the chain to the wrought iron foot board of her bed and secured one leg than the other. Doing the same for her wrists with the chains she had secured to the wall. she was now spread eagle on the bed naked, swollen, soaked and expecting to be fucked. In fact, her hips were making fucking motions she was so badly in heat.

Removing her blind fold so she would be able to see what was about to happen, I reached for my riding crop that I had hanging from a hook beside the bed. Realizing what I had in my hand, and imagining how painful it would be if I chose to apply it to her breasts, thighs or heaven forbid, her pussy, her eyes widened in fear.

"No, please....please, not that, please..." she said as I stood over her.

My riding crop had a little leather tab on the end, about the size of a playing card. It's purpose was to make a slapping sound when applied to a horse's rump, to get the horse's attention that if it didn't pay attention, the serious part of the whip would soon be felt. Standing over her I stroked her breasts, belly and pussy with the crop as I talked soothingly to her about her need to trust me and always remember to be submissive and obedient. Parting her labia, I ran the shaft of the whip up her slit and pressed down on her clit. She gasped with pleasure and tried to rub herself against it. Rubbing it gently up and down her slit I soon had her totally focused on the pleasure it was providing her.

Without warning I withdrew the riding crop and made as if to strike her swollen labia. She shrieked and recoiled. I stopped short and allowed the leather tab to lightly slap her cunt lips. Gasping and shaking from fear and unrealized pain, she looked at me in confusion. She had anticipated a fierce stinging sensation but only received a light tap.
The sensation is somewhat akin to when you put your hands under water running from a faucet and your brain tells you the water is scalding hot and you jerk back only to realize a moment later that the water is actually cold.

Again and again as I talked to her I tapped her pussy with the tab on the end of the riding crop. Each time she was convinced I was about to cause her tremendous pain and each time there was no pain, but each tap also brought her clit a little bit more attention and her need to be fucked grew greater. No matter how many times one does this, the fear of the pain never goes away. But gradually trust builds along with the agony of needing to be fucked and the release of an orgasm.

It wasn't long before she was once again begging to be fucked, her vulva now swollen even more than before.
"Do you need to be fucked baby?" I asked,

"Yes please....please fuck me, I need to be fucked so bad...I've been a good girl, please fuck me, please..."

"Show me how badly you want to be fucked baby girl, cry for me...show me you need it so bad you will cry..."

It wasn't long before her eyes welled up and the tears began to run down her cheeks. Her breasts quivered with her sobs and pleading. Taking my cock out I straddled her body and put it in front of her face, just out of reach as she rose up and tried to kiss and lick it.

"Now you understand who's in control here don't you?" I asked. "You also know your place too, don't you, and you're never going to forget it are you?

"No sir," she replied, "I promise."

I moved down between her legs and she started moaning and gasping in anticipation of finally being penetrated. Taking my cock in my hand I stroked it up and down her slit, lubricating it with her gushing pussy juices. Each time it passed the entrance to her vagina she tried to thrust her hips towards me in an effort to impale herself on my cock.

"Unnhhh...Unnnhhh" she said with each thrust. I pushed it in so the head had parted her labia, just at the entrance to her cunt. She tensed waiting for that delicious moment when she felt it fill her completely.
With a single thrust I filled her all the way to her cervix, my balls slapping her ass. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she strained against the chains and tried to raise her legs in an effort to get me in even deeper.

"Oh god," she said, "fuck me, fuck me...fuck me hard...pound me..."

I withdrew to the point of having it fall out and then slammed it back in, again and again as she bucked and writhed beneath me. Leaning down I whispered into her ear, "I'm going to fill you with my sperm and make you pregnant."
There was no danger of that, she had had her tubes tied previously, but the mental image saying something like that to a woman in heat provides is amazing. There is a biological imperative buried deep inside a woman's most primitive DNA that tells her having her man shoot his seed inside her is one of the most important things there is.

She started cumming almost immediately, thrusting and bucking against me as her orgasm overwhelmed her. Soon I was close as well and I told her, "Here it is baby..." I gave one last thrust and felt the head of my cock press into her cervix just as I erupted. Feeling my semen spurting inside her brought her over the edge again and I could feel her vaginal muscles gripping my cock as she came.

I collapsed on top of her as she blubbered and gasped. I could smell her cunt juices mixed with my semen...the wonderful smell of hot, primitive sex.

After a few minutes to recuperate, I rose up from her sweaty body, hair in a tangle, makeup smeared and messy. Looking down on her I saw a woman completely and totally satisfied, exhausted but happy. I unchained her and folded her in my arms as she wiggled her bottom up against my belly. Cupping her breasts in my hands, she asked me for permission to sleep in her cuffs and collar.

"I insist," I said.

[Thinker]

I thoroughly enjoyed each "chapter." The 2 of you are really enjoying this. So am I. I texted the main thoughts of your first post to my lady friend at her insistence. She was getting into it herself. She was texting back things like "someone's going to get punished" and "4 sets is a good starting point" when I mentioned you gave 4 smacks on each cheek. I hope we can experiment if she comes over tonight.

[Intrepid]

Glad you enjoyed sharing those experiences. I'm spending some time with family today so it may be a while before I can continue. But please, introduce your lady to the benefits of a good spanking. For a lot of women it is a amazing revelation.

[Intrepid]

I enjoyed looking for and buying new and interesting toys to add to my lady friends erotic collection. Stopping at an adult video/porn shop one afternoon I asked the lady working there for advice on what other women found enjoyable in their toy selection. She pointed me to a purple latex device that resembled a bird with elastic straps one stepped into and then used to secure it in place. It had a round plug about two inches long that was to be inserted into a woman's vagina and a wire that led to a hand held remote. It had batteries with it and she switched it on to demonstrate. It had a very strong vibration and the lady told me that for most women, orgasm was only moments away. Sounded good to me so I bought one. The way this thing works is by passing vibrations through a woman's pubic bone to her clitoris. It isn't very long, but rather thick. When inserted, one edge of it presses up against the upper portion of her vaginal opening and her pubic bone.

I had other plans as well. I had bought a length of stairway bannister about two inches in diameter, sanded smooth, and sawed it to a length of about 3'. I then drilled three holes, one at each end and one in the middle. Into these I inserted three D rings that were attached to screws and threaded into the holes. This was to be her leg spreader, a device to prevent her from being able to close her legs and keep her in a fully revealed position. I brought all these along one night when I went to her house.

When I walked in, I was gratified to find that, obeying my instructions, she was naked and freshly shaved. She hugged and kissed me, then asked what it was that I was carrying? I told her, "Some new things for you."
She giggled and grabbed for the plastic bag that held her new vibrator.

"How does this thing work?" she asked.

"Let me show you...into the bedroom and bring out your collar and cuffs," I told her.
She obeyed and soon she was ready for her new experience.

Having her kneel on the bed on all fours, I snapped her ankle cuffs to each end of the leg spreader. I then told her to place her head on the bed and put her hands behind her back. Securing her wrists together with a link, I then started to insert her toys. First went her stainless steel butt plug that I had chilling in a glass of ice. That produced a yelp and a shiver. Next was the vibrating egg that I placed deep inside her pussy and got it started buzzing away to prepare her

Freeing first one ankle and slipping the elastic straps from the purple bird vibrator up her leg, and then the other, I positioned the plug into her cunt and tightened everything in place.

Her collar had two D rings, so I positioned the collar in such a way that one was at the back of her neck, the other at the front. I fed the end of a piece of soft rope that I had into the D ring of her wrist cuffs and pulled it through so the two ends met resulting in a double length of rope. I took the rope and placed it between the cheeks of her ass, down over the purple vibrator inside her pussy, up between her breasts and through the D ring in the front of her collar. I then passed the rope back down to the D ring in the middle of the leg spreader, back up between her ass cheeks, and up to the D ring in the rear of her collar, tying it off in the middle of her back. This is complicated to describe, but the result was she was totally helpless and immobile. Her three insertions, her butt plug and the vibrators, were snugly held in place and could not be forced out by her vaginal or anal contractions.

The vibrator already buzzing away inside her cunt had her wet and trembling and totally focused on what was happening to her. Her senses were alive and her nerve endings were set to maximum sensitivity. I could see her nipples were stiff and she was breathing deeply and panting in anticipation.

Running my hand over her pale ass and the inside of her thighs produced moans and a sigh..."It's been a while since you had a good spanking, hasn't it? I asked her.

"Y-yes sir," she replied. Without warning I gave her rump a good, solid smack, leaving a nice hand print.

"OH!" she gasped, before her flesh stopped quivering I gave the other cheek a similar slap.
Another, "OH!" escaped her lips a she squirmed in her bondage.

"Such a pretty, spankable ass," I told her. "Have you been a good girl?" I asked.

"Yes sir," she replied, "but I need your discipline, I've been feeling bitchy and cranky lately, that always happens when I haven't been spanked in a while."

"Well," I told her, "that's all going to be taken care of tonight."

She said nothing but smiled in anticipation. "How did that butt plug feel?" I asked her.

"It was FREEZING at first," she said, "but it's warmed up now and feels nice in my ass."

"Good girl," I replied, then hit the switch for the vibe inside her cunt. The reaction was instantaneous and severe. She strained against her bonds and gasped violently. Shuddering and shaking the only sounds coming from her were, "MMMFFF...MMMFFF....MMMFFF!" as she attempted to press back instinctively as if someone were back there fucking her. I quickly switched it back off and she collapsed back, panting and gasping.

"How did you like that baby?" I asked her.

"My god," she said, "I've never felt anything like that before. I was so close to cumming so fast....what is that thing?"

"Your new best friend, and maybe your worst enemy, depending on how I decide to use it," I told her.

Reaching for my riding crop hanging in it's place on my side of the bed, I again took the remote in my hand and hit the switch. The result was the same, instant, incredibly intense arousal. But this time, just as the sensations reached their peak, I gave her round bottom a good stroke with the whip. She yelped and jerked, the pain from her ass colliding with the intense pleasure coming from her cunt and clashing together in her mind in a explosion of confusing sensations. I switched off the remote and let her regain control of herself.

It took her a moment to sort out all the sensations she had just experienced. The intense pleasure coursing through her vagina, ass, thighs, belly etc., and the sharp but satisfying pain from the riding crop on her ass.
Before she could fully process all this information, I gave her another course. First the vibrator until she was just at the verge of orgasm, then a stroke across her ass. Again the same reactions, Yelp and a jerk followed by quivering and gasping.

I continued in this way for three more cycles, until she was crying and begging to be allowed to cum. The juices were oozing from her pussy and running down her thighs and up her belly towards her breasts. I could smell the raw, animal scent of woman in heat emanating from the folds of her cunt. The vibrating egg deep inside her pussy was continuing to provide sensations that kept her on the very edge of orgasm, but not strong enough or in the right place to push her over the edge.

Standing beside the bed I again gently stroked the welts on her red bottom and felt the wetness running down her thighs. Sniffing my fingers and tasting her juices, I moved my hand to her mouth and allowed her to taste herself on my fingers.

"That's you baby," I told her. "That's what I do to you, that's what kind of control I have over you. Do you understand that?"

"Yes Master," she replied, "will you let me cum now? Please? I'll do anything you want if you juts let me cum. You own me, you know that...please let me cum just once, please?"

Smiling at the obvious sincerity in her voice and knowing she now fully knew her place as a submissive and obedient woman, I again switched on the remote and this time allowed it to take her beyond any orgasm she had ever had before. Bucking and straining against her ropes and chains, exploding in sensations but unable to move, fully contained and helpless, wave after wave of contractions coursed through her body. I shut off the remote but her body continued to convulse, the tight muscles of her ass and thighs twitching and quivering.

She was crying and blubbering in relief and pleasure...I moved to her and began to remove her restraints, allowing her to finally lay back and relax. I removed the vibrator from her pussy and slipped the straps down her legs. When the plug emerged from her pussy, she jumped at the sensation and pressed her thighs together. I gently spread her legs and pulled the vibrating egg, now also shut off, out of her with the same reaction, she was so hyper sensitive.
I left the crystal rose butt plug in place as she had said she so much enjoyed the feeling it provide her without intense stimulation. When I removed the clips from the leg spreader, she closed her legs and slowly turned on her side and was asleep in seconds. I covered her over and shutting off the light, softly closed the door to let her rest, knowing she would soon wake and insist on showing her appreciation for her new toys and my attention to her needs.

[Thinker]

You are being a humane Master. You have the control but still want to please her. Did not get to do anything Friday, but she is coming over in a few minutes. I'll be humane too...later!