The Mistress's 1st Maknae.

18, lets recap, shall we.

"these, have you ever used these, or had them used on you?" she uses what look like kitchen tongs. Steam floats upwards from the smooth jet black stones.  These are hot stones used in massage and relaxation, circulation and such. "use your hand, like this," she shows you, her hand held over the stone. "can you feel the heat, now turn your hand over, like this" is she wanting me to hold the stone? That's what it looks like. He cautiously puts his hand out. "don't look so worried, I'm not going to drop it in your hand. Not unless you ask me to." she wiggles her brows playfully. The last lessons have been about taste and smell. He liked those ones, being someone who likes to eat, being able to lick things off of other things he liked to eat, really helped in this lesson. There was sweet foods, like ice cream, and cream. Some fruit too. There was some crispy coffee beans and that was interesting. So much so that he asked for seconds. "what a great way to wake up, don't you think?" She is still very much in charge and he is enjoying this. He looks at it like its a schedule. One that he knows he's going to complete and have fun doing so.  The recovery or aftercare has been a great time to reflect on the lessons and also his emotions. 

With the sight lesson, she used a blindfold and touched him, using her hands, feathers and leather. "remember your safe words, because this lesson isn't just about not being able to see, its about feelings, trust and knowing your limits". She wasn't wrong. I had to trust her. Even though she told me what she was going to use next i didn't know if she would play a trick on me.  I was at her complete mercy, and I low key loved it. 

Placing the blindfold on my eyes, she asked me to hold it in place while she tied the knot. It was made of velvet and silk velvet on the inside. I don't know that that mattered but i remembered it. The lights gone and my other senses feel more defined. I can smell the body wash on my skin, orange and elderberry, it contrasts with hers, a more fruity, sweet scent. "Now Bugs, if you want me to stop use your final command safe word, remind me of it," she speaks to me. "crash" i say, "good, i want you to enjoy this, if you are bit its uncomfortable please use your caution word." I nod and say "euphoria" out loud. 

"this is just feathers" and it is, they tickle my back and i let out a giggle and wriggle a little. "they are nice." I assure her. "these are some of my favourites, although usually after I've taken a beating." she laughs, not sure how or what she's referring to, you keep quiet. She lets the feathers explore your body and the Elmo laugh spills out. She laughing too. "ok, your ticklish, lets try this." you can hear her moving behind you. Not sure what it is yet, the anticipation is rising. But so is your dick. Who would have thought. "this is something of yours, i hope you don't mind." its my belt. The buckle giving a noisy hello and letting out the secret. "I'm intrigued but also a little worried, so I'm gonna use 'euphoria' now," She kisses you on the cheek, "thank you, i know this is strange, you know how this belt feels but hold it again. I'm not going to whip you with it, and i would never use the buckle. Tell me when your ready."  She takes the belt from me, wraps it around my waist and then drags it over my cock. its not uncomfortable or un enjoyable, its something. she moves away from me and the next thing i hear is a snap and a giggle. she's looped the belt and made both sides snap together.  the noise, a surprise, its broken the tension and the silence. i exhale a breath i didn't know i was holding in. "that's the only time I'm gonna do something without tell you first. 

Later that night there was frozen fruit juice, she rubbed some on me and licked the path they took. The cold and then hot of her tongue was awesome. Mental note, i liked that. After what felt like hours and no time at the same time, she took the blindfold off. "have a look at the table, is there anything you want to try with eyes?" I'm a guy, i go straight for the food, ice cubes to be exact, but instead of putting them on her body to slurp off i put it in my mouth, let it melt a little then kiss her. I liked that, a lot. She asks if i had ever used a belt or whip on someone, getting shy, i then realised that i don't need to be, "yeah,. once, it was a little one with lots of bits (a cat of nine tails, she explains) it was soft though not leather or thick. I didn't really know what i was doing." she rummages in her box and takes one out. "this kind of thing?" running it over in my hands, it doesn't feel like it would be enjoyable. I must have be showing this on my face coz she tells me, "this can be use with or without force. i depends on the play. If its being used for soft play, its used like this" she hands me it, and lets it tickle her skin. She explains its about waking the skin up. I can understand that, "like you did with the feathers?" she nods. But her eyes are still on the whip. A smile twisting on her lips. "i know you have power in your arms, shit you lift and move me about like a doll, if you were to strike me with all your force in anger this would really hurt. But if you were to use it with just a light snap in your wrists, it would feel nice." there's something in her eyes now. "you could try it out, swing it around se how it feels!"  Moving a few meters away from her i give it a try. Using all my strength i smack the air. "Crack", wow that sounds amazing. I feel like a circus performer. I do another two rapid fire, "crack, crack" this is fun. "now, if i ask you to try it softer, and aim for the round part of my ass, you think you could do it." Her eyes are dark and still on the whip. "Lola, I don't want to hurt you" i tell her, im worried, what if im too hard and it cuts her skin. "you wont know unless you try!" she's right into this, you think back to your first meeting, she had you smack her ass, harder each time.  She's into bdsm. "crash" i cant hit a woman, even if that's what she wants. I just cant "im sorry"

she crosses the room and hugs me. Hands round my torso, head on my chest. "Shhh, its ok, look just breath." i didn't realise it but i had started to inhale without the exhale part and i was also going red. "that's your limit, Im proud of you, don't be sorry" she walks you out of the room and into the bathroom. She turns on the shower, and stands you under it.  Washing each other. I relax. I know we will talk about this in after care.  She dries you off and walks you to your room, turning the light off before closing the door. 

The days so far have been, lessons through the night, morning and sometimes right up until lunch time. Something to eat and then sleep, or vice versa. Both sleeping in different beds as its not a relationship and there needs to be a line somewhere. Meeting around 5ish, cooking together, talking about the previous antics and what he they both thought worked and didn't and how it could be adapted to be better. Analytics and performance review are not new areas for JK he is always checking and re checking footage. As for her she is coming to the realisation that although this week being JKs Dom has been fun and not as scary as she thought, maybe she needs to be a sub first to fully understand what she has asked of him. "Bugs, i wanna thank you." she says as she lifts a glass, "this has been an eye opener for me, the level of trust you have shown me. I really don't know how you have done it. But I'm so glad you did. A toast to you." he clinks glasses and says "yay, cheers to me, for fucking you, and making you cum. I was amazing" both laughing. Todays recovery is the last one.  She helps with the clean up of dinner and you both sit with a drink talking more about the next steps.

"Lola, i have been watching you and you are beautiful, your kind and patient. But i think you need more." he's being honest. 

"your right, i have enjoyed bossing you around and ive decided i want to see what that's like. I don't want a boyfriend but maybe a master could be right. Know and Dom's looking for a new plaything?" I laugh, "if i knew a Dom i wouldn't  have needed or asked for you to be there for me this week". drinking from our glasses, i continue "I understand that if I have control in my life that the other parts can also be controlled, or at least managed better. When we leave in the morning I'm going to talk to the company therapist about how I've been bottling things up. I'm also going to ask about the NDAF scheme."

The remainder of the night is spent talking about some of the lessons, some of the fears he has about a real Mistress and how he's going to miss your company. "you know what Bugs, I'm gonna miss you too. I didn't start this with you for anything other than a fuck but you managed to get under my skin and leave a mark. even if you wouldn't physically leave one. Maybe you can keep my number, and we can even keep the names."