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Mindy Main was in over her head for this shoot. She was curious about doing a real BDSM scene, but just couldn't relax enough to enjoy the experience. So we stopped the shoot after a bound blowjob scene and told her not to worry, this kind of sex is not for everyone. I had never been an actual slave in "real life", although I had had strong fantasies about being a slave for just about as long as I could remember. I have a very submissive nature, especially around someone who is able to bring out that side of me. This story is about a Mistress I served. Mistress R. was my online Mistress. We had never actually met; we only corresponded through the email on a local BBS. All I knew about her was what I could read in her "bio". She was 33 years old, 5'9" tall and weighed 140 pounds. She was married and had red hair. Most of the other answers in her bio were normal enough, but under a question about personality types, she had selected "dominant". Of course, with my submissive side, I had to write to her and explore just what she meant by that answer, and I was happy to learn that she liked to fantasize about being a Mistress. Based on this, we soon formed an online relationship with her as the Mistress and me as the slave. She made it very clear that since she was happily married this could never be anything more than "electronic play", and I readily agreed. Right from the beginning she was very demanding. She remained totally in control and things seldom went the way I wished, but as I followed her orders (by myself, in front of the computer), I began to feel myself mentally coming under her control. She began my training by telling me that as her slave, my body become her property. Just like I wouldn't think of touching a Mistress without permission, she required me to ask for her permission and to follow certain rules she set forth before I was allowed to touch "her penis". She ordered me to relieve her penis three times a day, but I was never allowed to even touch it if I was on any kind of furniture; I had to be kneeling or laying on the floor. This was very hard for me, since reading her letters or chatting with her or thinking about her made me very horny; it was hard to keep my hands off of her penis. I was required to send her a daily report once a day about how I had relieved her penis, how I had carried out any of her other orders, and describing my feelings to her.
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