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	TSR : Web boards : O&P : "My first slave training session" 1 2 My first slave training session (14) This post is on the O&P web board. Mon 15 Nov 10, 5:04 PM 512-548-318 19 mths I want to share with you my first face to face training session with my Master. My build to the evening event was remarkable. My emotions were all over the place and so strong. Getting ready was as if time was standing still all around me and i was in the beautiful bubble of n. I had been given my orders and I had memorised them. I knew what I had left one order out and that was to wear a dress. I don't own a dress and searched for one but none I saw would make me feel as I wanted to feel. I still am learning about my Master's taste in clothing attire. I waited across the road and was out of view of any cars but I saw everything. My Master was 10 minutes early, but I was determined to stick with my orders. At 5.59pm I walked across the road. The car pulled up. I had my two bags, one containing my personal stuff the other contained a pair of stockings, knickers and my slave journal. I opened the door and put my bags in the footwell and took the blindfold from the seat and sat down. I put the blindfold over my eyes and my Master put my seat belt on. There was no communication whatsoever, just as instructed. That was important. I sat with my hands together and my legs and knees together. Look straight ahead. I saw nothing as I was blinded. I monitored my breathing to distract myself from reality and it was noticeably calm. I wanted to smile. To lick my dry lips. I focussed on my cunt and it was pulsating with excitement. This was new. This was what I had wanted to feel. I opened my eyes under the blindfold and noticed hazy lights that were the streets lights and traffic lights changing – it was so surreal. It seemed as if we were driving for ages. Then the car pulled off the main road. I stopped dreaming and was alert. The engine was switched off. There was silence. It felt like an eternity, but it wasn't. My senses were alive. I was excited and slightly scared. The car started up again for more driving. I checked my hands to see if they were sweaty but they were perfectly cool and soft. Out of the blue the gears of the car changed hard and we were driving backwards and downhill. I tried to feel the road surface by the friction of the tyres, it was smooth. It went on and on. I was scared at this point but also remembered my Master once saying to me that trust is important. I knew it was dark because there was no hazy lights. I think we were going fast but not sure. I waited and waited for the car to brake. I relaxed and took in the experience. Without sight time seems longer. The car stopped suddenly turned around and we were driving off again. I almost felt like sleeping. I was warm. I was still. My eyes were shut. The car stopped again. The engine remained on this time. My Master took my hands and put leather cuffs on my wrists and placed my hands back on my lap. We drove off again. The car then slowed down and turned. It stopped. The engine was switched off. I heard nothing. My Master got out and opened a garage door then opened my door. I turned to get out and was helped by my Master. I noticed a cool damp woody smell in the air. Almost like an entrance to an old forgotten cave. My hands were guided by my Master and he walked me slowly into the garage. My senses could smell anything now. But I was aware that this was it. I kept my eyes tightly shut as I knew if I opened them I would lose my other senses that were strong and sharp. When I was put in the correct position my Master roped up my wrists to what must have been a beam, as I heard the rope pull over it. I stood still. Listening. He went back to the car and got out my two bags and placed them near me. He walked away. Shut the garage door and drove off. There was a silent cold feeling surrounding my body. The silence in this place was deafening me. My jacket had been removed prior to my wrists being tied up. There was another door as I heard it open and my Master was back with me. I was ok. He walked around me. He examined my teeth, nails, breasts and cunt. I heard my bag being opened, then nothing. My skirt was lifted up and my knickers pulled down. My Master rubbed lubricant all over my cunt and arse and inserted vibrators into each hole and pulled up my knickers. It felt good. Then a gag went into my mouth and tied quite tightly behind my head. It was soft and I quickly practiced breathing through it. I was then hooded in a soft material hood. This really awakened my senses. My Master ensured that the vibrators in my cunt and arse were firmly pushed inside me. He then sat down. He read. I could hear pages turning. I did not know what he was reading until later. I was seeing with my ears. He got up and stood behind me. My knickers were pulled down. He removed the vibrators and massaged my cunt with one of them. The room went still again. I was gently pushed forward and he rubbed my arse. I was whipped with significant pauses 5 times. The sting was very intense and very sexually and each one with more power. The sensation was erotic. He spanked my cunt which I loved. He released my wrists and pulled them behind my back and roped me up again. This position allowed me to bend forwards. He took the gag mask and gag off my face but left the blindfold on. He played with arse and cunt. I wanted penetration so badly that I nearly screamed out for him to fuck me. But I didn't. He walked in front of me and pushed his beautiful cock in my mouth. The gag had of course made my mouth dry and wanted to it wet so I could suck and lick showing my pleasure. I did what I could and wanted to do more but I was denied. He untied my hands and wrists and stood me upright. He lifted up my hands and turned the palm side up. He teased my hands with the whip and gave me one hard whip across my hands. It sent a shiver through my soul. Again, sharp and intense but the feeling almost evaporated instantly. He lowered my arms and kissed me. He pulled up my knickers and roughly grabbed at my breasts. I wanted complete satisfaction. I was craving him in every way. I was dressed and standing still. The blindfold remained on. My arms by my side and he went out that small door again. I didn't move in case he was watching. I did check my body senses and wanted to smile. I heard the car pull up. The garage door was opened. He spoke and said I had done well. I was flying high. It had meant everything to me to make sure that I pleased him. I had done it. I was better that i thought I would be. He took me to the car and helped me sit inside and belted me up. He got my bags and placed them by my feet, closed the garage door and we drove away. I was still blindfolded. I felt comfortable being blinded by now. He put on a song in the car and I took in every emotionally word from that song. My Master knew I would. I was alive, alive in the way that my mind was taken on this journey. My body used to serve and be trained. The car stopped and he took the cuffs off my wrists and removed the blindfold. He kissed me. He was really pleased with my first training session. He said I didn't flinch when he whipped my hands. I was and still am very proud of myself. When I got home I pulled my knickers down to admire my whip marks on my arse. I am determined to be his perfect slave. 15 Nov 10, 5:33 PM Glinda UK, 2 yrs 512-548-318 wrote: My first slave training session I want to share with you my first face to face training session with my Master. My build to the evening event was remarkable. My emotions were all over the place and so strong. Getting ready was as if time was standing still all around me and i was in the beautiful bubble of n. I had been given my orders and I had memorised them. I knew what I had left one order out and that was to wear a dress. I don't own a dress and searched for one but none I saw would make me feel as I wanted to feel. I still am learning about my Master's taste in clothing attire. I waited across the road and was out of view of any cars but I saw everything. My Master was 10 minutes early, but I was determined to stick with my orders. At 5.59pm I walked across the road. The car pulled up. I had my two bags, one containing my personal stuff the other contained a pair of stockings, knickers and my slave journal. I opened the door and put my bags in the footwell and took the blindfold from the seat and sat down. I put the blindfold over my eyes and my Master put my seat belt on. There was no communication whatsoever, just as instructed. That was important. I sat with my hands together and my legs and knees together. Look straight ahead. I saw nothing as I was blinded. I monitored my breathing to distract myself from reality and it was noticeably calm. I wanted to smile. To lick my dry lips. I focussed on my cunt and it was pulsating with excitement. This was new. This was what I had wanted to feel. I opened my eyes under the blindfold and noticed hazy lights that were the streets lights and traffic lights changing – it was so surreal. It seemed as if we were driving for ages. Then the car pulled off the main road. I stopped dreaming and was alert. The engine was switched off. There was silence. It felt like an eternity, but it wasn't. My senses were alive. I was excited and slightly scared. The car started up again for more driving. I checked my hands to see if they were sweaty but they were perfectly cool and soft. Out of the blue the gears of the car changed hard and we were driving backwards and downhill. I tried to feel the road surface by the friction of the tyres, it was smooth. It went on and on. I was scared at this point but also remembered my Master once saying to me that trust is important. I knew it was dark because there was no hazy lights. I think we were going fast but not sure. I waited and waited for the car to brake. I relaxed and took in the experience. Without sight time seems longer. The car stopped suddenly turned around and we were driving off again. I almost felt like sleeping. I was warm. I was still. My eyes were shut. The car stopped again. The engine remained on this time. My Master took my hands and put leather cuffs on my wrists and placed my hands back on my lap. We drove off again. The car then slowed down and turned. It stopped. The engine was switched off. I heard nothing. My Master got out and opened a garage door then opened my door. I turned to get out and was helped by my Master. I noticed a cool damp woody smell in the air. Almost like an entrance to an old forgotten cave. My hands were guided by my Master and he walked me slowly into the garage. My senses could smell anything now. But I was aware that this was it. I kept my eyes tightly shut as I knew if I opened them I would lose my other senses that were strong and sharp. When I was put in the correct position my Master roped up my wrists to what must have been a beam, as I heard the rope pull over it. I stood still. Listening. He went back to the car and got out my two bags and placed them near me. He walked away. Shut the garage door and drove off. There was a silent cold feeling surrounding my body. The silence in this place was deafening me. My jacket had been removed prior to my wrists being tied up. There was another door as I heard it open and my Master was back with me. I was ok. He walked around me. He examined my teeth, nails, breasts and cunt. I heard my bag being opened, then nothing. My skirt was lifted up and my knickers pulled down. My Master rubbed lubricant all over my cunt and arse and inserted vibrators into each hole and pulled up my knickers. It felt good. Then a gag went into my mouth and tied quite tightly behind my head. It was soft and I quickly practiced breathing through it. I was then hooded in a soft material hood. This really awakened my senses. My Master ensured that the vibrators in my cunt and arse were firmly pushed inside me. He then sat down. He read. I could hear pages turning. I did not know what he was reading until later. I was seeing with my ears. He got up and stood behind me. My knickers were pulled down. He removed the vibrators and massaged my cunt with one of them. The room went still again. I was gently pushed forward and he rubbed my arse. I was whipped with significant pauses 5 times. The sting was very intense and very sexually and each one with more power. The sensation was erotic. He spanked my cunt which I loved. He released my wrists and pulled them behind my back and roped me up again. This position allowed me to bend forwards. He took the gag mask and gag off my face but left the blindfold on. He played with arse and cunt. I wanted penetration so badly that I nearly screamed out for him to fuck me. But I didn't. He walked in front of me and pushed his beautiful cock in my mouth. The gag had of course made my mouth dry and wanted to it wet so I could suck and lick showing my pleasure. I did what I could and wanted to do more but I was denied. He untied my hands and wrists and stood me upright. He lifted up my hands and turned the palm side up. He teased my hands with the whip and gave me one hard whip across my hands. It sent a shiver through my soul. Again, sharp and intense but the feeling almost evaporated instantly. He lowered my arms and kissed me. He pulled up my knickers and roughly grabbed at my breasts. I wanted complete satisfaction. I was craving him in every way. I was dressed and standing still. The blindfold remained on. My arms by my side and he went out that small door again. I didn't move in case he was watching. I did check my body senses and wanted to smile. I heard the car pull up. The garage door was opened. He spoke and said I had done well. I was flying high. It had meant everything to me to make sure that I pleased him. I had done it. I was better that i thought I would be. He took me to the car and helped me sit inside and belted me up. He got my bags and placed them by my feet, closed the garage door and we drove away. I was still blindfolded. I felt comfortable being blinded by now. He put on a song in the car and I took in every emotionally word from that song. My Master knew I would. I was alive, alive in the way that my mind was taken on this journey. My body used to serve and be trained. The car stopped and he took the cuffs off my wrists and removed the blindfold. He kissed me. He was really pleased with my first training session. He said I didn't flinch when he whipped my hands. I was and still am very proud of myself. When I got home I pulled my knickers down to admire my whip marks on my arse. I am determined to be his perfect slave. Is this what all face-to-face training sessions are like? Do they always consist of sexual things, bondage and whippings, or is there more to it than this? If the future seems overwhelming, remember that it comes one moment at a time....Beth Mende Conny 15 Nov 10, 6:08 PM 512-548-318 19 mths I have more training with distant tasks. This isnt something thst just happened. But it was my time with my Master in this type of environment. I am not a 24/7 slave. My Master understands me and used his knowledge of me to give me this experience. It was more about my senses than whippings. 15 Nov 10, 6:21 PM Glinda UK, 2 yrs 512-548-318 wrote: I have more training with distant tasks. This isnt something thst just happened. But it was my time with my Master in this type of environment. I am not a 24/7 slave. My Master understands me and used his knowledge of me to give me this experience. It was more about my senses than whippings. I've just re-read your experience again and I can see how being blindfolded and wearing a hood would enhance your other senses. If the future seems overwhelming, remember that it comes one moment at a time....Beth Mende Conny 15 Nov 10, 6:25 PM property_of_MacCain 4 yrs You might be better suited writing on a blog site. This is more of a discussion forum. On the left under "listings" is a link for Weblogs... perhaps you'd like to participate there? p 16 Nov 10, 12:14 AM slave_emma US(OK), 6 yrs Y! Glinda wrote: Is this what all face-to-face training sessions are like? Do they always consist of sexual things, bondage and whippings, or is there more to it than this? No, face-to-face training can consist of anything. My Master and I had a whole training session on how to make an over easy egg the way he prefers. My Master opted not to focus on the kinky things; he focused more on how adaptable I was to his whims, preferences, and generalized lifestyle. Best wishes, slave emma Master Howard's little girl 16 Nov 10, 12:40 AM pet_ka_MJ CA, 2 yrs slave_emma wrote: Glinda wrote: Is this what all face-to-face training sessions are like? Do they always consist of sexual things, bondage and whippings, or is there more to it than this? No, face-to-face training can consist of anything. My Master and I had a whole training session on how to make an over easy egg the way he prefers. My Master opted not to focus on the kinky things; he focused more on how adaptable I was to his whims, preferences, and generalized lifestyle. Best wishes, slave emma Not all M/s relationships focus on or involve a high level of kink... mine most certainly doesn't. So, like slave emma training is completely different... and focuses on service in a non-sexual or kink way. TO the OP - as a previous poster indicated this subject matter is better suited to a blog. "With courage you will dare to take risks, have the strength to be compassionate, and the wisdom to be humble. Courage is the foundation of integrity." ~ Keshavan Nair 16 Nov 10, 2:17 AM SeanT70 9 yrs pet_ka_MJ wrote: TO the OP - as a previous poster indicated this subject matter is better suited to a blog. ...And a plea to people that write long posts like the OP. Please use paragraphs; a lack of boggles the mind. Pressing <enter> isn't considered a computer oriented crime.. ..oh, did I mention using paragraphs is better for us to read a long post? Just a thought. Have fun, and blog sites really 'are' the way to go, ya know - with paragraphs (and you can link them to your profile too) Sean. 16 Nov 10, 4:31 AM 333-528-841 CA, 3 yrs Well, you guys did better then me. I got to the second sentence and decided it was more of a blog than a thread on O&P. Sorry to the OP but had to give up there. I do read blogs sometimes but have be able to concentrate on reading and right now is not that time. I am sure it is lovely story of your first session and do not mean to sound rude about not reading it but pet and Sean did make good points. Welcome to the site. Don't worry about us mentioning these things. We all get told at one time or another. Sorry to everyone else for not making new paragraghs but it seems to be the theme of the week so.... Have a great evening. 333-528-841 Life shouldn't be measured by the breaths you take; but by the moments that take your breath away - unknown 16 Nov 10, 7:26 AM Sir1959 UK, 19 mths I feel I have to jump in here. It was my under my instructions that slave originally posted on here and not blogged, so it is my responsibility that it ended up here and not elsewhere. Having said that it does seem to have generated a discussion around kink or not as part of Master/slave. To my mind kink/sex are just a couple of aspects of this, there are many other areas that we are exploring. 16 Nov 10, 9:13 AM 351-015-910 DK, 18 mths Thank you for sharing. Next page