My First Kink experience

There I was a young 18 lad, never even kissed a girl, on the telephone talking to someone I didn’t know called Mistress Venus arranging to meet them for a BDSM experience. I knew of BDSM but only through the usual tittle tattle of friends and silly comments, and yet here I was arranging to meet this strange woman for 2 hours later in the day

The time came for my appointment, I very nervously approached the address, expecting at any time for the entire street to shout and point at me there goes a pervert. I tried to look natural but I know deep down I was anything but. I went down the step to that basement door near Warren Street in London and nervously rang the bell. The door opened and I was beckoned into a dimly lit passage way, the door closed behind me, I was actually trembling with nerves, I was shown into the lounge by this person in jeans and t-shirt who looked more like a uni student than a sex worker ‘Wait here, Mistress will join you momentarily’ she said and abruptly left before I had the chance to speak

There I was standing in this room with just a couple of sofas, an arm chair, coffee table and a sideboard with several drawers. The door opened and in walked this vision of beauty in black leather, I felt my jaw drop and a twitching in my trousers as I stammered to say hello, I was a nervous gibbering wreck. Mistress invited me to sit and so began our time together, I was surprised at how caring and normal she sounded, after all I expected her to be shouting and demanding things, as we discussed what I was looking for from the session. I must’ve sounded a right dork at first as I was saying yes to everything she suggested, as I had no real idea of what any of it meant. So it was with some trepidation that I was led into the dungeon playroom….WOW what a lot of weird (and wonderful) things. Mistress began by asking me to strip down to my underwear, or naked if i felt confident to do so, what the hell in for a penny in for a pound I thought. Once naked Mistress showed me briefly round the room and explained some of the items of furniture and some of the more obvious toys and implements hanging on the wall, and explained the use of safewords

And so we began, I was laid face down on a bondage bench with my cock through a handy hole in the bench, and was the restrained in place with leather wrist and ankle cuffs (loosely at first) with Mistress kindly explaining everything as she went trying to get rid of my nerves, we had agreed on a sort of pain and reward play to start with, so as I experienced some new toy/implement and what it could do i got a small bit of pleasure afterwards. Mistress began with a hand spanking, the only other time I had experience this was from my father when I was a lot younger and had done wrong, this felt so different to that. It was a bit stingy but couldn’t understand why my cock was twitching, I was mentally trying to count the spanks but gave up Mistress reach under the bench and stroked my cock, whispering in my ear ‘see you already like that my new little pain slut, don’t you?’ all I could manage was a nod of the head, my thought patterns were scrambled. Mistress proceeded to introduce me to various implements over the next hour or so, always explain the differences between each one and after each implement came the pleasure of a gentle stroke of my bum, or back or legs or cock, each time just soothing the pain and making me relax into it. we ended with, what i now know is, a mild caning. I remember saying I dint like it, but the precum dripping from me was the real giveaway…..I loved it

Mistress then turned me onto my back and secured me more robustly this time, covered my cock with a condom and started to slowly wank me at the same time as she stroked and squeezed and twisted and generally played with my nipples my head was in such a spin from the pleasure and pain overload it wasn’t long before I ejaculated into the condom, what felt like the biggest load Id ever released. It was then that Mistress lent over me whilst I was still restrained, carefully removed the condom and dangled it in front of my face, with a big smile on her face she asked me in the most softly spoken voice ‘do you know what I normally do with silly little boys who can’t hold back?’ I was too scared to answer all sorts of things running through my head, all I could muster was a shake of the head and a very nervous ‘No Mistress’

‘Oh my sweet innocent little boy’ she whispered close to me ear ‘Its your cum not mine, so i think you should have it back to dispose of it’ ok I thought seems fair, that I should get rid of the condom after all it was filled with my cum, and found myself saying ‘yes Mistress’ just as it dawned on me what she really meant…..too late she poured the contents into my mouth and down my throat for me to swallow, which I did.

‘Well done my little subbie’ Mistress said as she hugged me right there on the bondage bench, ‘how was that for you?’ all I could say was ‘amazing’ my mind was a mess, how could I be so happy and relaxed and contented after being beaten up and made to swallow my own cum, I was so confused in my head. After a quick clean up, we sat back in the lounge and had a chat over a cuppa, about the session and how it went, what I liked, disliked etc. I was hooked and began to regularly visit Mistress Venus over the next 2/3 years trying new things and pushing my limits gradually further until one session totally blew my mind, and made me realize why I had felt so strange as a child, but thats for another time