I've been married for 20 years now. Professionally everything fits with me, because I have been in a higher position for more than ten years and have around 50 employees under me. In my marriage, too, everything always went well. We seldom argued, had a good flair, but still something was missing. Sure, my wife and I still had sex, which is fine after 20 years of marriage. But it hasn't given me the kick I wanted for a long time. It had become more of a routine for me. I did my usual positions, took care of my wife a little and that was it again. But I couldn't name what I was missing. Of course, I kept watching porn over and over again. I am a man and you just do that. My wife knew about it, so I didn't even have to do this secretly.
Threesomes, lesbians and the kind that got me going. But soon the moving images were no longer giving me what I needed. So I started looking for other things in porn. And gradually I tried a few things. At first it was fetish what I was looking at. Yes, that was quite nice, but somehow not my fulfillment. Then I went on the search and found sadomasochism. And that was probably what I had been looking for for so long. These dominatrixes in their tight corsages, pants and skirts, plus high heels - they just turned me on. But it wasn't just what she looked like. It was their demeanor and their specific manner. The tone makes the music and with these women it was above all what attracted me. I stopped watching normal amateur porn at all,
Sometimes I found myself looking greedily for a strict film several times a day. The more the man submitted to these women, the hornier I became. These humiliations, this chastisement - they just made me mad with lust. But at some point you get to the point where films are no longer enough. You wank your cock again and again, but you don't know how it feels on your own body. And I really wanted to experience that. I could never have told my wife that I was going to a dominatrix. So I had to quietly arrange the meeting. I told my wife I had a meeting because I knew there was no way she was trying to reach me by phone. It was a Thursday afternoon. I still remember it as if it was yesterday.
On the phone she was already very decisive and told me what she would expect from me as a slave. I didn't know if I would be up to these demands, but I really wanted to give it a try. When she opened the door for me, Lady Tatiana looked like in one of my porn movies. High patent leather boots, a short leather skirt and just a bra. That's it. Her hair was combed back tightly and her face was heavily made up. She sat down at a table with me, explained everything to me, knowing that this was the first time I had tried this, and we agreed on a code word. Should it get too hard for me, I should say this word and only then would she stop. She went with me to another room that looked rather gloomy. Since they were all prepared, all the utensils,
Lady Tatiana explained to me that from now on I only had to address her as Mistress, everything else would be out of the question and would be punished with sanctions. I undressed because my mistress asked me to do this. Then I got on my knees and waited for her to give me orders. At first she examined me and began to humiliate me verbally. I'd have a fat ass, as I would even dare to appear with her like that. What was unusual at the beginning gradually aroused me. She stroked my bare ass with her long nails, sat on my back and blindfolded me from behind. So I couldn't even see what she was doing and what she was picking up. Suddenly it hit me like lightning. A whip or something like that slapped my ass. I just screamed in pain. But my mistress didn't want to hear that.
The louder I screamed, the harder the blows became. Had I experienced this pain in everyday life, I would have surely got up and left. But in this situation it was just awesome. My member was becoming more and more plump and I didn't really know why. My mistress ordered me to be quiet because she couldn't use such a washcloth. So I tried to hold back the pain. Every time it hit me anew. And yet I gradually learned to deal with this pain. When my ass was already glowing with pain, my mistress stood in front of me and I had to lick her boots. I would never have done this if I hadn't chosen this sexual arrangement. The more I licked my patent leather boots, the hornier I got. But if I wanted to grab my tail
It is only waxed if the mistress allows it and not otherwise. I wanted to finally, finally squirt my juice. My member was so plump and hard that it was a pain not to touch it. And finally I got the words of redemption. I was allowed to jerk off and squirt, but had to hit every drop of semen on a handkerchief. Since then I have been visiting Lady Tatiana once a month. Of course, our sadomasochism games have intensified in the meantime and I'm already enduring a lot more. The first hours as a submissive slave were a fight for me, which was still very hot.
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