He had just come out of a marriage and was again finding his confidence and looking to rediscover a side of his life he had suppressed for too long. She was a curvy single mother, some 20 years younger than him, with no time or wish for a relationship, but a strong desire to experiment and test her blossoming limits as a submissive. They had very little else in common. She called him Master, and he called her simply Doll....

The following Friday, he arrived at her house, and she answered the door naked apart from her choker, black seam hold-ups and black high heels as he had instructed earlier that day. “Good evening, Master. Coffee?” “Yes, please, Doll,” he replied, walking into the front room, removing his suit jacket and sitting on the sofa. She returned a few minutes later, handed him a cup, took a few steps back and stood with her feet s...

They met most Fridays for the next few months for sessions, often starting with a coffee and a discussion on the previous meeting. Sometimes sessions were planned for her specific wants, sometimes more spontaneous, and most ended with a severe spanking, and she would prove to have a very high pain threshold. Some sessions were relatively short, some lasting several hours. He never stayed the night, as they had agreed this...

The following weekend, he arrived at her house wearing a burgundy suit, a tie and a black shirt. She answered the door in a very low-cut, long, flowing button-up dress, which showed off her impressive chest, her collar and her high heels. Her long, straight, waist-length blonde hair was loose, flowing down her back. “Good evening, Master. Would you like a coffee?” she asked politely as he entered. “Yes, please, Doll,” he...