Introducing C

C first contacted me last summer with an pm on Fetlife. Not really the place I expected to find a submissive, even if I do receive pms from submissives seeking a relationship from time to time, but then life is full of surprises and sometimes they are good ones. He very politely explained that he had had phantasms since his adolescence (he's 32, the same age as Follow) but as he had never encountered someone with whom he could explore them they had so far remained just phantasms and so he had decided that it was time to actively search someone experienced. Which is why he was contacting me as he had seen my profile on a regional bdsm site and found me on Fetlife (I discovered later on that he had scoured this blog as well but he hasn't been back since I told him which ISP he uses and how I know lol). 

I responded with an invitation to tell me more about his phantasms and we continued to exchange messages throughout the following few months (summer holidays and a peak work load meant that it wasn't possible for me to initiate a physical meeting for some time). His phantasms are quite different to Follow's (except for bondage) and I saw the possibility of exploring things that hadn't really been possible with F because F wasn't really into pain (well he was more towards the end than in the beginning but he still didn't get any pleasure out of being flogged more than lightly and I find no pleasure in inflicting pain on someone who doesn't enjoy it).

Exploring new things and initiating a novice are things I enjoy and so without any expectations as to where this would go, invited C to my place at the beginning of November with the reassurance that he would live to tell the tale. 

He was very nervous when he arrived "armed" with a box of (absolutely delicious, no, scrumptious would be a better word) chocolates. We had a drink and chatted a bit before I had him strip off his clothes, collared him, and then lead him upstairs to my bedroom where I have all my instruments and a four-poster bed which serves as a good replacement for a St Andrew's cross. There I tied him between the posts and we started our exploration of the real extent of his masochism. Nipple clamps, flogging, whipping, he soaked it all in and had a hard-on most of the time. After-care consisted of more chatting and another drink before sending him home. It wasn't easy to tell what was going on inside him but C had no problems expressing that by email the next day when things had had time to settle a little. The resulting email described the sensations and emotions he had experienced, the effect they (and the marks on his body) continued to have on him throughout the following day and expressed the desire to be allowed to come and kneel at my feet again.

And so began an interesting exploration of which I will talk more about in the following days and, I hope, months.

A Quick Update

Things have been a bit busy since my last post. I got back from a short break in Turkey a couple of days ago and have just been to meet my 4^th grandchild who was born early this morning. I also have a second submissive, another G, so from now on I will refer to my young pub as “Follow”, the slave name I chose for him last year. In this part of the world, the first letter of a dog's name corresponds to the year of birth. Last year it was “F” and I'd decided that my slave must follow me without me overly worrying about the accursed hows. Recent events have once again confirmed my belief that he will indeed follow me where I intend to go.

But back to my new submissive, G. I met him at a play party over a month ago although I didn't play with him at all. He systematically came and sat at my feet whenever the occasion presented itself and generally made him self useful getting me drinks, lighting my cigarettes and holding an ashtray for me. Not particularly good looking but pleasant and obviously trying to charm me and gain my favours for something more serious than a spanking session.

The request to be allowed to apply for consideration (translation of some flowery French) arrived a few days later by e-mail. He lives a long way away from me and I've no idea how he will fit in with my plans but real service orientated subs aren't that easy to find. So I explained the current situation and told him that although I had no idea how it could work out with the distance, and more importantly, our differences in fetish tastes, I would give him a chance.

So far it's been too virtual for me in spite of flowers for Valentine's day, numerous e-mails and almost daily phone calls. However the next two days should help me to get a better idea while showing him what I expect from a submissive male. He's arriving tomorrow morning and staying until Friday evening. 

I feel I have to be very careful here as he is obviously falling for me in a big way. So the quicker I can evaluate whether there is really a match or not, the better.

Two White Roses and a Shy Smiling Face Looking Down at Me...

were the first things I saw on opening the door on the appointed date and time. I invited him in, thanked him for the roses and then led him into the living room.

I rarely have a sub strip off his clothes straight away on the first visit but I decided to do so this time. I placed a rug on the floor where he was to kneel once he was undressed and then sat on the sofa to enjoy the show. He was quick to obey in spite of his apparent embarrassment and the removed clothing revealed a totally hairless (shaved) body that was visually pleasing to me. The best description I can find is “slightly padded”, not fat but not skinny either; a body that is fun to play with, especially with floggers and other impact toys.

Rather than have him do housework I had him take care of a pair of my leather boots which were in need of a good cleaning. The result was lovely, I'd never seen them shine like that before, but not really surprising as his profession is connected to military.

Then I instructed him to make me a cup of tea and here he surprised me by kneeling down before me to present the cup to me without me having tell him to do so.

Now that he was visibly a bit more at ease with finding himself naked in front of a woman he'd never met before, I had him kneel before me on the rug again and asked him questions about his desire to serve and submit whilst sipping my tea. The main impression I got throughout the conversation was of a polite, soft-spoken, sincere and motivated sub. Albeit a shy and nervous one.

My tea finished I decided to move on to one of my favourite activities: bondage. This, as every thing else was, was totally new to him so I kept it fairly light and after asking him if he was ok with me taking some photos I slipped a spandex hood on him and started shooting.

Then I grabbed my floggers and gave him a small taste of very light flogging but saw that he was less at ease with this. So I had him give me a foot massage which he performed very well.

I only kept him for about an hour and a half before releasing him as I had other things on my agenda, one of which was to inform his Mistress that she had found herself a very promising submissive.