Kay's first session....

As the sub's Dom... it is important for me to get inside her head and know what is going through her mind... before , during and after each session of intimate sensual intense submission to my pleasures... her pain. I order them to send a detailed email about their experiences with me... how they feel and how much they endure to please me. Session #1 Dear Sir, cant post it on fetlife but will write it for you. Took a chance and sent you a message concerning my "wants and needs". You so kindly responded and after chatting and me getting my nerve up - our session was confirmed. You have no idea the feelings that were running through my head that whole night waiting to talk to you this morning. I watched the clock till it was 0615 as instructed. Once i heard your voice, I was soaked. Address and directions received and only to take a shower and start my adventure. Driving down was not an issue as I was listening to the radio to keep myself distracted. However, when I started seeing signs for the bridge & tunnel - my mind started racing and my juices flowing. I stopped at the tunnel and cleaned myself of all those sticky juices that were wetting my thighs. Did not want you to see all the true excitement and anticipation that i was really feeling. Even after that cleaning, by the time I was in your driveway - I was getting wet all over. That phone call to you saying I was in the drive was the hardest for me to make. then the anticipation of you coming out the door. Scared but refusing to end my dreams at this point. You gave me more than one chance to stop it and turn around but I could not. Somehow I knew I would be safe with you and I was not wrong. having to walk through the door was so intimidating. what would happen when you shut the door? then to have to walk up the stairs - ah! did not think my legs would hold me. When I saw the implements on that table I thought I was going to scream. even though you said they might or might not get used - they scared the hell out of me. when you said to take off my dress - hmmmmm how can I describe what I was feeling? words are not there. for whatever reason, I did not hesitate. next the bra and finally the panties. oh my god! naked in front of a man that I dont know and am asking him to hurt me good. what was I thinking? when you pushed me over that chair/couch - was dripping already. how I could stay there knowing you were taking a picture of my ass - never even was embarrassed even though I hate my fat butt and thighs. the headboard - have seen that in most of your pictures. I knew I was in for more than I bargained for. Not once did I think I had made the wrong decision to come to you. The moment of truth was here. You told me to get on the bed over that pillow - oh my god! I had to keep my hands over my eyes so I could not see your movements. That first smack was indescribable. Cant say it didnt hurt but it sure felt good. From that point on, cant really describe what happened except to say I was in heaven and the amount of juices flowing would surely demonstrate my enjoyment. Guess at some point I did not listen and keep my hands off my butt. all I remember is you asking me what you told me would happen if I didnt. sorry was not working on you. I felt something pushing against a part of me that had to this point, been very private and un-explored. Whatever was pushing there must have had something on it that caused some hot/cold/burning/good feelings. You would not take no for an answer and insisted that my most private hole would be accessed. Oh the feelings!!!! shame was replaced with pleasure. then the spanking started again. Lost from here on. vaguely remember you tapping on the plug and me going over the edge with wave after wave of orgasm! I have NEVER ever orgasmed like I did today. This part was so unexpected but felt so very very good. You have magic fingers and hands.. You just seem to know what I needed and at just the right moment. Was an experience I will never forget. Then... you said all the sexual tension had been released and all that was left was the pain. My heart started pounding in my chest! I thought the pain had already happened. When you said there would be ten smacks and I had to count each and every one - I thought I was going to die! The hardest part of the entire session was concentrating on remembering which number you were on. The tears that I refused to allow out were released by number five. Had you kept passed ten - I would have been a blubbering mess of tears. I have a feeling that if this visit is ever repeated - my tears will flow again as I now know I can trust you to take care of me. You were helping me. At some point during those ten I went someplace else. The pain was like nothing I have ever experienced before but in such a different way. when it was done and you said I had done good to take it - my heart swelled. you were proud of me? then the cooling towel. Here you were the one that "blistered" my ass and you are caring for me? When you laid on the bed beside me and allowed me to rest my head on your chest - all the hurt was erased and the feeling of peace replaced the hurt. Such a stern and harsh disciplinarian and yet so kind and gentle and trust worthy. Dont understand but know it was so very needed and I am thankful that you allowed me to come to you.. Saying goodbye was hard. For the first time in a very very long time, I was at peace and didnt want to leave those arms that allowed me to be free. Once I was on the highway and headed home, the heat from the seat registered with my brain. It hurt to sit on the seat of my truck. Ouch! It freaking HURT! Could feel the hardness and swelling of my ass. Felt like I was sitting on rocks. Made the mistake of stopping and getting a cold drink - I actually had to stand and then sit back down. OH this was going to hurt. The drive home took way longer than getting there but I made it. The first thing I did was to go to the bathroom and take a pic of my glowing butt. How was it soooo purple? there was blood on my panties from the broken skin. How can something that felt so good hurt soooo bad too? Tonight, sitting in this chair, I am feeling every swat of your hand and your implements. Thinking about you - wondering if you were able to get enough sleep so that you are not miserable tonight at work. Hoping that these words to you are interpreted the way I want you to understand them. Watching my phone and wishing you would text me so that I could just say thank you again. I think the most surprising part of today was the tenderness you showed me. You made sure I got what I needed but you also gave me pleasure. For the first time in my life, a man actually cared if I enjoyed something. My only regret... not begging you to let me give you pleasure. Should have asked you to allow me the ability to attempt to give you just a little of what you gave me in terms of release. Would have loved to have been allowed to be on my knees at your feet worshipping a part of you. Maybe......just maybe one day.... Will continue to take a picture daily of my bruises and will keep you updated as to the tenderness. Just want to shout to the world about how much a spanking can do for a person's mind. I think I could face just about anything at this moment. Wish that my job and community was not so closed minded in that I could tell everyone on fetlife who the MAN is! I have not called but one other man Sir except out of respect in public in the way of good manners but never in the way I called you Sir. Can only wish and hope that you will keep my mind clear of all the nonsense life throws my way. I now know the meaning of a sensual spanking and that of a punishment spanking. You are not one that I would want to challenge nor dare. Think I have finally met a man that I would not talk shit to. hehe. Thank you Sir from the bottom of my heart. me p.s. I am sure I have left out parts of the best day in my adult life but you, I know, have it…