several emails I agreed to meet him for coffee. He sat
at a small table alone, looking shy and expectant,
large brown eyes fixed on the door. I entered, dressed
in leather pants, black cashmere sweater, full-length
leather coat and Manolo Blahnik boots.
"David?" I asked.
"Yes. Mistress Sabrina?"
"Yes, My pet. Now be a dear and get Me a large
cappuccino with two Equals.
returned with My drink and two sinful chocolate
"I - I took the liberty of getting you some chocolate.
I hope you like it."
I popped one of the rich chocolate bonbons between My
"Ummmm. Very nice. I do like a slave who anticipates
allowed him to savor the other chocolate while I took
a few more sips of frothy cappuccino.
the initial interview, I decided it was time for our
first session together. We took a cab to the studio. I
discreetly cuffed him for the ride to the dungeon.
Once there, I had him disrobe while I changed into
entered the dungeon in leather thigh high boots,
leather push-up bra and corset tightened to 19".
Covering My creamy bottom was a tiny pair of shorts
barely concealing My perfect ass. He kneeled before
Me, eyes respectfully fixed on the floor.
may look up, My pet" I commanded.
He did so, soulful eyes drinking in My leather gear in
the most respectful and reverent way possible for any
naked , vulnerable man.
"Rise, slave david."
rose and I cuffed him to an ornate chair in the
corner. Once he was secure, I brought out some clamps
which I attached to his small, pink nipples. He winced
but did not dare scream as I screwed them
began to bloom on his skin like dew on a rose. He
trembled. His breathing deepened. Oh, how I love to
get inside a slave's head and manifest My power in his
body. His breathing. His thoughts. The sensitivity of
every nerve ending twitching like a live
reached into a basket and brought out a thin latex
"What is that for?" He asked sheepishly.
"Silence". I answered. "You will find out soon
"Since your manhood is your biggest source of trouble,
a little bondage will help keep you in line," I
explain as I intricately truss his most prized
possession. He struggles. I grab one of the nipple
clamps and twist. He gets the hint and sits still
slave, it's for your own good."
reach into a small chest nearby and bring out a
chastity harness. I fit it over the bondage and
tighten it to a snug fit. And then snap it shut with a
small silver padlock. I reach into the creamy
perfection beneath My leather bra and nestle the key
in one of the cups. His eyes follow Me as I cross the
room, high heels clicking seductively against the
hardwood floor. I take a fleece lined blindfold from a
hook and fit it over his pleading eyes. He cannot
conceal his arousal as I lean close to his ear and
"You are here for re-education... Everything you were
on the outside no longer exists. There is only you,
and Me, and this room. You are completely at My mercy
and are powerless to resist Me...