10 Steps to Domination
Chapter 1: Submission
It was the first time meeting her and looking back I didn't realize how this meeting would change my ordinary life. It would change in many different ways. Parts of my life would be turned upside down and I would enjoy it.
The control she would place over me was something I never realized one person would be able to do. The deep desire to be controlled would surface and stimulate me beyond my wildest dreams.
I am a regular guy with a regular apartment, a regular job, and a regular car. My life is not too exciting but the occasional thrills come my way. I have a couple of friends; not very close who I occasionally go out with.
As I have aged my sex life seemed to decline and masturbating has become my usual outlet for pent up sexual energy. This is not to say that I don't have an occasional female fall into my life for a short period and usually the sex is pretty good. But things seem to fizzle out quickly and I move on.
I had been recommended to the Mistress by a friend who after many beers told me of her. I had thought he was a little crazy giving total control of his sex life over to just one person. Most relationships I had been in the woman usually decided when we would have sex, some usually after much begging.
But after thinking about it and the fact that my sex life was definitely on the decline I had decided to give it a try. What would I have to loose. I could go see what all the fuss was about and if I didn't like it I could walk away. I now realize how wrong I would be and how addictive she would become.
I asked for the address and the phone number one night after a hard week of work and quite a few drinks. It had sat on my desk written on a small piece of paper for many days. I had picked it up many times but was too afraid to make the call. I even got as far as dialing the first few numbers but hanging up before I completed it.
Then finally one day when I was in a really down mood and very frustrated, I made the call. I dialed the number and held my breath for someone to answer.
The line picked up on the second ring, too fast for me to change my mind and hang up. "Hello" the smooth female voice answered. "Uh, yes, I, well..." I tried to form the words but they just wouldn't come out. "Were you looking for Mistress Andrea?" asked the smooth voice again. "Yes I was. A friend..." I tried to explain where I got the number but was interrupted again. "We were expecting your call" stated the voice again.
Had my friend told them about me or were they psychic. She spoke again "When would you like to come in and meet with the Mistress?" I thumbed through my calendar and asked about Wednesday. "The Mistress has an opening at 3:00 PM. Please be punctual." She then hung up without asking my name or anything else.
I was a little stunned and a little afraid. I thought it over the rest of the day and figured I had a couple of days to muster the bravery to go or just not go.
The days passed quickly and it was noon on Wednesday. I went out by myself and had a small lunch. I didn't want to eat much as my stomach was doing flip flops. I had a hard time concentrating the rest of the day at work.
It was time and I stood up and looked at the door. Should I go or just blow it off. I decided what the hell do I have to loose just going to meet with her and hearing what she has to say.
I got in my car and drove to the address the voice had given me. I arrived at a beautiful row house that was three stories and a large set of stairs leading up to the first floor.
I walked up and rang the door bell. I heard footsteps and before I could turn and run a beautiful young woman answered the door. "Hello" she said and I could already tell that she was the voice on the phone "you are the 3 o'clock appointment I presume." I just nodded my head.
Once in the foyer of the old mansion I turned to her as she was closing the door and asked "Are you the Mistress?" She smiled and said "No, I serve the Mistress in many ways." I must have had a very puzzled look on my face as she continued "She will explain everything when you meet her. Please come this way."
As I followed her I admired her body. She was dressed in a red silky dress that had a high collar. I think they call it a Mandarin dress, possibly due to the fact it looked very oriental. It was long and almost to the floor, but had slits on either side going almost to her waist. I could see her legs through the slits as she walked.
Her legs were long and slender and clad in a natural color stockings. As she walked I could see the tops of the stockings and saw that she must be wearing a garter belt, due to the fact I could also see the straps keeping the stockings up through the slits. Her shoes were interesting black patent leather high heels that had a thick strap around the ankle. I noticed that the strap was fastened with a small brass lock.
As we walked through the foyer her high heels made a clicking sound on the marble and echoed off the walls. She led me to one of the doors off to the left of the foyer.
Opening the door she pointed in and said "The Mistress will meet with you in hear. Please take a seat and wait for her." Before I could ask anything she was gone and the large door shutting behind her.
I walked into the room that was nothing like what I had imagined. In fact this whole house was nothing like I had drawn in my mind. It was a richly appointed room with elegant furnishings and in the middle were a table and two wing back chairs. Since the young woman pointed to this group of furniture I assumed that was where I was to wait. I went over and sat down in one of the chairs.
I didn't have long to wait as I heard a grandfather clock starting to chime 3 o'clock the Mistress walked in. As she walked over to me with a very confident stride her high heels made a clicking noise on the hardwood floor that seemed to reverberate off the walls.
I wondered if all of the females in this house wore shoes you could hear miles away. I stood and she introduced herself "I am Mistress Andrea" shaking my hand with a very firm grip. "Please sit" as we both took chairs on either side of the table.
She was nothing like I was expecting. She was dressed in a business suit coat and skirt. The suit was a dark charcoal wool material and the shirt underneath was some sort of black material. I wasn't sure but it looked very soft and sheer.
From what I could see under the suit she had a nicely proportioned body and very shapely legs that were clad in stockings. She had on elegant set of high heel shoes that had straps around the ankle that buckled. The heels seemed very high and I wondered how she could walk in them.
She must have noticed me looking her over and said "Not what you expected?" Then with a slight smile she continued "Were you expecting leather, chains, and whips?" I admitted that was kind of what I had envisioned. She informed me that "We have all that, but you have to earn it first." Before I could ask how I earn that she began "You are here because you are tired of your sex life and want something else to spice it up. You are tired of being in control and would like someone to tell you what to do and be able to give up that control."
I just sat there and nodded my head in agreement. She started again "Good, that is what we are looking for in Slaves." The word Slave kind of shocked me. She said it so mater of factly as if it was a daily word for her. Which after short consideration, I imagined it was.
She began a lecture which sounded like she had done before "There are ten steps to submission. The first step is the most important, because this will tell us how good of a slave you will be."
I sat there in a trance listening to her voice as she continued. "As you progress through the steps the rewards will increase if you have obeyed me and my commands." I decided I might better say something or look the idiot and said "Ok".
She looked at me crossly and said "Part of the first lesson is you answer to me as Yes Mistress and No Mistress. You do not say anything unless I ask you to. Do you understand?"
I hesitated and then said weakly "Yes Mistress." "Good answer. You will be referred to as Slave. When I tell you to do something Slave I want it done quickly and to my liking. Understand!" "Yes Mistress" I said with a little more enthusiasm. This seemed to please her. I didn't understand but I already wanted to please her by obeying.
"Good, follow me" she said as she stood. I rose and followed her out the door of the room into the foyer. She led me up the stairs and on to the second floor landing. I was amazed at how beautiful the house was and how many stately things adorned the walls.
I looked down the hallway of the second floor and saw the stairs to the third floor and a number of rooms on either side of the hallway. It almost reminded me of a hotel.
My gazing was interrupted as she led me to the door of one of the rooms. This one was very similar to the room we had just come from. Rich wood covered the walls, hardwood floors but with some slight differences as I noticed once I was farther in the room. The windows were covered with very heavy drapes that were closed.
There was a single small lamp on an equally small table lighting the room. Next to the table in the middle of the room was a single wing back chair made of deep crimson leather. The Mistress moved to the chair and sat down. I followed but looked around for somewhere for me to sit.
She saw my searching for a place to sit and told me "You don't sit. Stand over here" pointing to a spot on the floor in front of her "and take all your clothes off. I stood there for a minute not knowing whether to obey or ...