I couldn't wait to see Mistress Ruben - my intentions to see her weeks ago had been thwarted by circumstances out of my control. How i had ached for weeks and weeks to be in her regal presence once again!
My bare knees felt the cruelty of the stone floor beneath them and yet i couldn't help be totally turned on as nerves threatened to overwhelm me, the intoxicating smell of leather and my Mistresses scent kept me on edge and i so wanted to please her and make her proud.
This meeting was to be my second training lesson - i have a long long way to go before i am worthy of being inducted into her stable of trained mignons, however she has inspired me to reach for that privilege.
To do whatever it takes to get there, so here i am spending every single second i am in her presence trying my hardest to obey every command with military precision.
Mistress placed a collar around my neck, attached a lead and made me crawl like a puppy to the x-dressing parlour on the other side of the house. Here i chose a pair of shiny leather fetish boots i was to wear and returned to the main dungeon where i was ordered to strip immediately, shower and await my Mistress in slave position.
I presented the key to my chastity device to Mistress Ruben. She is now the key holder which makes me feel a little nervous yet extremely excited.
I was ordered to clean the device and return for inspection. Mistress Ruben found my cleaning ability sorely lacking so i was ordered to promptly bend over the stretching rack and i was soundly given my first cold caning. Six violent strokes of the best and each stroke left her signature embedded into my unworthy flesh!
Mistress dressed me in a tight fitting rubber mini dress with a lovely pair of boobs, placed me in some breast bondage that i was to wear as a symbol of my servitude to her that day then encouraged me into the cage with some nudging from the tip of her thigh high boots. I felt like a caged slave girl pet and it felt incredible. The cage was then hoisted off the ground and i was suspended mid air for Mistresses amusement.
I was attached to the stretching rack later and given the thrashing i had ached for - an assortment of whips, paddles, straps, crops and canes pelted my backside.
Mistress was particularly fierce today and i actually had to beg for mercy. To add to my humiliation, Mistress Ruben had demanded i sing "Heart of Glass" by Blondie whilst she was caning my backside perfectly. Here i failed, managing only to let out a rather pathetic girly squeak and moan every few strokes, so she brought the cane down harder! I cannot remember the exact number of strokes i was given as they were too numerous to keep track of and i was transported to a new level of submission i had not experienced before.
Mistress ordered me to adopt different positions around the dungeon in order to take snapshots for my wife to enjoy after the session.
Finally Mistress Ruben demanded i take my place on the dungeon floor and she made me take the strap-on like the slut that i am. My legs were shaking uncontrollably and with each powerful thrust i felt my whole body and soul yield to her magnificence..