1. Out of the Dark, Into the Light


    Date: 11/6/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: Gregminor1977, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    I stood in front of the door and waited. The email message said to appear exactly at 4:00 p.m. I was nervous, scared, and excited all in one. Hoping I was at the correct address, I checked the message for the third time. I looked back at my watch and stared at the second hand as it ticked closer and closer to the hour. Just as the final second ticked off, I hear a click at the door as if a bolt lock had been removed. I put my hand on the knob and turn it slowly. "Mistress," I said out loud. But not too loudly, as the word was unfamiliar in my mouth. No answer from the other side. I turned the knob all the way around and the door opened. I slowly pushed it open and stepped into a dark room. A single ray of light peeked in through an open blind from one window, casting a small patch on the wooden floor in the center of the room. Just out of the light, barely in the shadows, I spied the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She was dressed all in black leather. A tight bustier wrapped around her top, accentuating her form and long black britches covered her legs ending in what I could guess were four inch heels, also black leather. A studded black belt completed the outfit. Her features were hard to make out in the darkness, yet a piercing gaze was evident. I could see quickly that this was a woman in control. I had only been staring for seconds when I heard the words, "What is slave looking at?" Before realizing my mistake, "I am looking..." "Shut Up Slave!" spitted from her ...
    mouth. "Turn your eyes downward to the floor!" she added. My mouth closed in obedience and fear. I immediately turned my eyes to the floor directly before my feet. "This will be your only warning slave. You will never refer to yourself in the first person ever again in my presence. The words I, me, or mine are forbidden. 'This slave' or 'this one' will be appropriate. Do you understand slave? " I nodded in agreement, afraid to utter any words. "You may eventually call yourself 'Mistress's slave' if you prove to be worthy of such." I finally uttered the words, "Yes, Mistress," very softly. Still unsure of what was acceptable. I heard the click of her heels on the wooden floor as she approached, unable to look up to see her. "You will also never look directly at Mistress. You will keep your eyes averted unless told to do otherwise. You are not worthy of looking Mistress in the eye. Is that understood slave?" she continued to give me orders. "Yes Mistress." I spoke a little clearer now, the word become more natural for me to utter. "Good, slave," she spoke, as I heard her steps move behind me. Then I felt her hands on my shoulders. Surprisingly gentle hands from one who looked so strong and powerful a moment ago. Her hands moved up my neck and brushed through my hair; so sensual and sensitive. My body began to tingle at her touch. Then as quickly as she began, she pulled her hands away. Within seconds a ball gag was pushed into my mouth. I opened my mouth wide to accommodate the ...
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