Life in the Scene: Quests and Discoveries
Copyright© 2026 by A.G. Vasilyev
Chapter 5
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 5 - A large apartment in central Moscow, a dacha on Novaya Riga, a Mercedes. It seemed Ivan Romanov had it all. But something very important was missing from his life.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction BDSM DomSub MaleDom FemaleDom Spanking Anal Sex Foot Fetish
The next time Ivan came to Maria a week later. As soon as Vanya entered the house he knelt down before the hostess, kissed her hand and slippers and said the phrase that had become habitual and sweet.
— Good day, Mistress. Your pupil Ivan has arrived at your place for a session. Please give me a little of your time and attention.
— I agree — Maria replied.
— Thank you, Mistress — Vanya said and kissed her hand again.
Then Ivan took a box out of his bag, held the box out to her and said: ‘May I give you a gift, Mistress?’
Masha opened the box and squealed with delight. In the box was a magnificent diadem. The girl put it on at once and went up to the mirror. Having twirled around a little, she turned to Vanya and asked: ‘Does it suit me? Am I beautiful in it?’
— You are always beautiful, Mistress. I gave you the diadem because I consider you a queen.
Maria came up to Vanya, lifted him from his knees, hugged him, kissed his cheeks several times and said: ‘Thank you, Vanechka! Thank you so much! I am very glad!!!’
The two went to the kitchen to drink tea and discuss the terms of the session. On the way to the kitchen Vanya remembered that he had given a diadem to his wife after the wedding and called her his queen. And at the last March 8th he gave diadems to his daughters and called them his princesses.
Candies and sweets lay on the kitchen table. But compared with the last time there was one difference. If last week both of them drank tea from identical china cups, this time Masha drank from an expensive, beautiful mug, and Vanya from an ordinary white one.
Having talked and drunk tea, the two went down to the discipline room.
— Are you ready to begin? — Masha asked.
— Yes, Mistress.
— Then leave the room. You will come in when I call you.
— Yes, Mistress — Vanya replied and at once left.
A couple of minutes later Masha sat down in the chair and shouted: ‘Vanya, come to me.’ Ivan entered the room and asked: ‘You called, Maria Sergeyevna?’
— Yes, Vanya. We need to talk.
— I am listening, Maria Sergeyevna.
Masha took a stack of papers from the table, waved them in front of Vanya and asked: ‘What do you think this is?’
The man narrowed his eyes slightly and replied: ‘It looks like the quarterly report.’
— That is crap, not a report — Masha said viciously and threw the stack at Vanya. The papers scattered all over the floor. — There are 10 mistakes on every page. What were you thinking about when you wrote this?!
— I do not know, Maria Sergeyevna — Vanya said quietly, lowering his head.
— And who is supposed to know? Me, perhaps?
The man stood silent with his head lowered.
— I only spanked you a week ago. I thought you would improve. But no. The scatterbrain you were, you still are.
Hearing about the spanking, Ivan began anxiously rubbing his bottom. Seeing this, Masha said with a smirk: ‘Looks like your bottom remembers about my hairbrush. Well, never mind. Today I will flog your backside so hard that the last spanking will seem to you like tender caresses.’
— Not that, Maria Sergeyevna. Please! — Ivan wailed desperately.
— Yes, it will happen! — Masha shouted. — Or get the hell out.
Vanya only sniffled silently.
— Pick up the papers and throw them in the trash — Masha ordered.
The man quickly carried out the order.
— And now undress — Maria commanded.
Ivan undressed quickly. This time he did not cover his crotch, but kept his arms at his sides.
— March to the bed — Masha ordered.
But Vanya stood in place, shifting from foot to foot. Maria took him by the ear and dragged him to the bed.
— Not that, Maria Sergeyevna. It hurts me — the man cried.
— This does not hurt. It will hurt when I flog your backside.
Masha laid Vanya on the bed and put a pillow under his bottom. Then she fastened his hands and feet to the bedposts with handcuffs, and then tied him at the level of the lower back and the hips. Each hand and foot was tied separately, so that the bottom could not turn over. The man could not even stir.
The Mistress went for the belt, but unexpectedly her gaze caught on Vanya’s trousers, and she picked them up from the floor. She pulled the belt out and examined it with curiosity.
— A good belt, an expensive one — Masha said, turning it in her hands. — Where did a goat like you get such a belt?
— Mom bought it — Vanya mumbled from the bed.
— Mom bought it, has she? And did she ever spank you with it?
— No, Maria Sergeyevna.
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