I sit shivering on the chair you led me too, eyes wide as I gaze around your bedroom. I watch you as you move round the room, knowing that my training with you is about to begin in earnest.

 

I feel that I know you so well, and yet now that I am actually with you I can't stop myself from trembling.

 

Excited anticipation has been building up inside me for so long, and now I belong to you. I have submitted to you totally, my life is in your hands. And now I am nervous, shaking, my mouth dry as I sit waiting for your command.

 

The collar round my neck feels strange, yet in a way it's comforting. I have longed for this moment for so long, yet I fear it too. Will I please you, will I be all that you want me too? Thoughts fly through my mind as I sit silently on the chair.

 

'Come here girl,' I hear you call me.

 

Rising from the chair, I walk slowly across the carpet to stand in front of you. I remember to keep my eyes lowered to the floor as I approach you. When I get close you tell me to turn and I feel a blindfold being passed over my eyes, plunging me into darkness. I feel your hands on my shoulders as you turn me back round until I am facing you.

I hear your voice whispering in my ear telling me to hold my hands out to you and I feel you grasp my wrists and tie them tightly together. You guide me back slightly and I realise that I must be close to the hook that I saw attached to the ceiling. I tremble as I listen to you moving as you slip a length of rope over the hook and tying it to the rope at my wrists, you pull my arms up until they are stretched above my head.

 

A soft moan slips from my lips as your hands reach out to cup my breasts, your fingers lightly rubbing my nipples as they harden. I wince as I feel the sharp pain as you place a nipple clip first on one nipple and then on the other. I take a deep breath and try not to moan out loud as I feel you tug the chain connecting them, tightening each one up slightly until you are happy with their grip.

 

'Legs apart girl,' you say to me, and I move my legs as far apart as I can, even though it pulls hard on the rope holding my arms up. I hear you moving and I tense as I feel something touch me between my legs.

 

'I said when we met that you would enjoy a whipping my girl.' I shiver at your words and moan loudly as you tug gently on the chain attached to my nipples.

 

Whatever was touching me is moved and I feel a stinging blow as you bring up your 'whip' hard against my exposed cunt. I chew on my lip, trying not to cry out loudly. I flinch as I feel something rough touching my lips.

'A twig I cut this morning my dear, just a little twig, nothing to be afraid of,' you say soothingly to me.

 

Again I feel its sting as you bring it up between my legs, it's tips landing on my hard clit. This time I can't stop myself from crying out and I hear you tut as you pause for a moment and I feel a gag being buckled round my head, it's ball being forced between my lips.

 

'Such a shame you can't be quiet little one, I would have enjoyed hearing your moans, but I can't let you make too much noise can I?'

 

Again I feel the sting of your 'whip', feel the burn as it bites against the soft flesh of my cunt and inner thighs.

 

Eventually you stop and step back from me. I try to keep standing, my arms aching from being stretched so taut, but I feel myself swaying until I feel your arms round me as you cradle me against your body. I feel your breath on my face as you whisper into my ear, 'good girl, that wasn't so bad was it?'

 

I shake my head slowly, still feeling the burn in my cunt. Your hands move to the clamps on my nipples, stroking them then easing them both off, causing me to moan behind the gag as the blood flows back to my cramped flesh. You unhook my arms from above my head and undo the gag from my mouth, leaving the blindfold still covering my eyes.