Subject: A fantasy about Mistress Vixen and my first visit
Content: I arrived exactly on time at 8pm and was met by the receptionist, a very innocent looking 20 year old girl in a smart pale blue uniform, not unlike that of an air-hostess; she took me through to the study where I was to wait for Mistress Vixen. She told me that I should remain standing until asked to sit. I was kept waiting about 10 minutes and just stood there as I had been advised, looking at this smart office with no hint of what lay beyond, but eventually the door opened and in walked a vision of sophisticated charm, tall elegant and dressed in a pale cream business suit, pale tights and sensible shoes, with just a small heel. She sat down and crossed her exquisite legs, the hem of her skirt just on her knee, then gestured for me to sit down. She then went through her notes and asked me various questions about my expectations and worries. She seemed so charming and calm, quite reassuring and matter of fact, as though she herself was not actually going to be the Mistress, but talking about her in the third person; for example at one stage I heard this sweet and demure lady asking “Now, do tell me what makes your heart leap – would it be a Bitch in Black Leather, or a Young Girl in a Negligee ?” Finally she produced a portfolio of pictures of her dressed in various outfits and asked which ones I turned me on. She then rang the bell for the receptionist; when the young girl appeared she said: “Lucy, would you take LB downstairs and explain what he should do please” I stood up and she lead the way out, I followed Lucy down the stone stairs and she unlocked the heavy wooden door. She told me that when I was ready I should undress, leave all my things outside the door on the small table and then let myself in and wait; “but leave the door open so you can hear the Mistress arriving and be ready for her”… I did exactly as I was told, and stood still not daring to look around and waited, and waited and waited…. Finally I heard the click of heels on the stone steps and I got down on my knees facing the door. Mistress Vixen arrived… She was transformed and stood in the door way in a tight black leather outfit, a very short mini-skirt and top of patent leather; black fishnets tights, and the most wonderful pair of black patent leather thigh boots, with 5” heels. “I am ‘The Bitch in Boots’ – you will stand up and face me” I stood up, hands behind my back, in front of her. Without warning she slapped my face hard with her bare hand.. “You do NOT look at me. Keep your eyes DOWN.” I lowered my gaze and looked at her boots. Then I got another, even harder slap… “What do you think that is?” she said pointing at my erection… “Get across that bench NOW” I quickly bent over the couch, feeling the cold black leather on my chest as I pressed myself down and waited…bottom exposed and trembling. My first punishment was a spanking with the paddle – I must have got at least 30 strokes and was I really hot and red at the end.. “Right now you will get the cane – you will have 12 stokes, they will be very severe and I will give you six, then a break and then the next six…” - “You will not move, and you will count the them and thank me properly for each stroke” Now bend over in the middle of the room and face the mirror. I waited and watched as she walked across and picked up the long thin cane.. she bent it between her hands and then made a couple of air strokes. Finally she was ready and took up her position.. I watched in the mirror as she slowly raised the cane. She held it at the top for what seemed and age, but was maybe not more than 10 seconds, before bringing it down very hard with a huge crack as it landed on my red flesh.. I screamed out, the white hot pain was almost unbearable, then I remembered to say “One thank you Mistress” … “Louder, or I will do it again” ‘ONE THANK YOU MISTRESS’ I managed to say as I gasped for breath. Looking in the mirror I saw the white line cross my bottom, then saw the skin begin to rise, so it was a white lump all along the line… I watched as she raised her cane again, braced myself and crack… another searing white hot flash of pain.. I screamed out “Two thank you Mistress”… She was clearly enjoying this, and as each stroke landed and I cried out, her smile got broader… By the time she have given me the six I was shaking.. and tears were beginning to run down my face… “Oh dear, is it too much?” She asked.. “Well it is time for your break and you have 5 minutes to compose yourself before you get the next SIX” then she added a proviso “During those 5 minutes you will get dressed as the Little Bitch that you are, and I will watch you… You have exactly 5 minutes to get ready.. GO” and with that she sat down on the couch, crossed her magnificent booted legs and watched. I put on a black suspender belt with black fishnet stockings, and then a black lacy bra and I added two big false silicone breasts making me a Double D. Next I put on a pair of black French knickers. I zipped myself into black satin mini-dress, which was very short and finally a pair of knee-high black boots with high heels. Next came the blonde wig and I just had time to select a 4” wide patent leather belt and buckled it up, then presented myself to Mistress Vixen. I felt a little nervous with my tight dress bursting at the size of my big tits pushing through the material She sat right back on the couch and told me to get across her knee..Once I was lying there she lifted up my skirt and pulled down my knickers and threw them on the floor “you do not need those”… As I lay there, she did not actually spank me with her hand, which was just as well, as I was frankly very excited by this time and terrified I would mess up if there was any more attention. Right, now I want you in the stocks for the final SIX of the cane… She fixed me into the wooden frame and locked it, the went round and lifted my skirt clear of my bottom, folding it back to expose my bare cheeks - “Ready?” “Yes Mistress Vixen” Right, I am now going to cane you; you will get one stroke every 15 seconds and you may watch the wall clock so you can count the moment when I will bring the cane down… I could not move, I could only watch her in the mirror and the large wall clock as the second hand swept round… As it reached the top, she brought the cane down with the hardest stroke so far.. I gasped with pain and shrieked out with the pain, then managed “One thank you Mistress” The tears really started to flow and I was almost unable to get my breath back between strokes, but through tear filled eyes I managed to watch the Mistress deliver the final six strokes of my punishment… Finally it was over… She put the cane away, unlocked me and made me strip naked. Then kneeling at her feet on the cold stone floor I was made to kiss her boots and say “Thank Mistress Vixen for my caning” .. She walked out of the room with an ice cold command.. “You may relieve yourself, but on the cold stone floor where you are kneeling now, but do it facing away from the door. - Once you have finished stay still, do NOT move and wait….” – As she shut the door I heard her say “Do it NOW”. It took but a moment, as I was bursting and soon there was a white mess on the floor… I did as I was told and knelt there waiting and looking at the puddle I had made – soon I could hear footsteps on the stone stairs… She was returning… I felt uneasy, but held my head down as she entered… then a voice said “That’s looks fine, She will be pleased – and here are your clothes back, but wow what a caning she gave you”… I lifted me gaze and looked up at the mirror on the wall to see the young receptionist standing looking at my red and severely market bottom..
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