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Debra Meets a Dominatrix

Debra learns to be properly submissive and finds it erotic, just as she had hoped
Debra so wanted to know what is was like to be disciplined as an adult. It was an ongoing fantasy of hers.

Debra, 27-years-old, was so scared when she first met 43-year-old Karen at the Club. She knew it was a spanking party but that wasn’t the reason to be scared. That was because she knew she was going to experience her fantasy and was concerned it will not be what she had hoped for. She decided to go because her close friend, Lisa, suggested she attend having just a few days beforehand discussed spanking with her friend. Debra’s desire to be spanked that is. Lisa had said it wasn’t something that turned her on but she knew someone who did enjoy the ‘scene.’

Lisa arranged for Debra to be invited to the party. There were about eighty people there. It was held at a pub. Debra felt a bit uncomfortable until Sara came up to her. Sara was the Manager and explained she helped run parties like this. After a short discussion Sara said, “You are Jenny’s friend aren’t you?”

“Jenny? No, my friend Lisa suggested I come here.”

“Oh right, yes,” Sara said. “Jenny is Lisa’s Mother.” She said continuing, “Jenny recommended you meet Karen.”

The comment surprised Debra. She never expected Lisa’s Mum to be in this scene. Lisa never said, anyway. Maybe Jenny knew someone else who was in to the scene?

Minutes later Debra was at a table talking to Karen who said, “I like to meet people here, Debra. It’s a nice friendly place and it’s neutral so we can get to know each other without any pressure.”

“That’s cool, Karen.”

Karen explained, “I find it really good fun spanking other people.”

“Men and women?” Debra asked inquisitively.

“Yes, and married couples as well.”

Debra felt in awe of this very confident woman dressed in a tight white low cut blouse that showed off her breasts and a tight black skirt that showed off her beautiful bare legs and shoes. She did indeed look the epitome of a woman who dresses as though she in charge. Debra felt just like a naughty young girl in her presence. A feeling she rather liked.

“I understand you would like me to spank you, Debra?” Karen asked pointedly.

“Would you? I mean, is that Ok?”

Karen laughed. “This is a spanking club so of course it is OK.”

Just then there was the sound of spanks. Debra looked at the couple two tables away. An attractive woman had a man across her lap and was happily spanking his bare bottom. There were about a dozen people watching and enjoying the scene. Debra hadn’t imagined there were places quite like this and wondered how come Lisa knew about it. That was something to find out later though. She turned back to face Karen.

“I am often the one doing the spanking just like Cassie over there,” Karen explained.

Debra looked worried as she did not want to be spanked in public. Not her first time anyway. Karen saw the look, which after all was very common for first timers. As if to answer Debra’s unspoken concern Karen said, “There’s a room upstairs. Well a few actually. Jenny told me you wanted to be spanked so I booked one for us.” It was said like a statement.

“Yes, please,” Debra said enthusiastically.

“Come on then, let’s go. It’s room three.”

Everything seemed natural. Well almost except for the fact Debra was an adult who had just asked a stranger to spank her. Karen led Debra upstairs and they entered at the door with a ‘3’ sign on it Debra looked around the room. It seemed normal enough. A bed, an upright chair, and a chest of drawers. A sports bag was on the bed.

Karen said sternly, “Right. Knickers and skirt off, please.”

Debra was surprised at the certainty of the instruction. Karen was smiling though and that relaxed Debra. Happier, she unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the ground before stepping out of her knickers. Debra stood naked below the waist and now self-conscious having her hair mound on show. She didn’t have much time to worry about it though as Karen commanded,

“A spanking first, I think.”

Karen sat on the chair and told Debra in a firm tone of voice, “Over my lap, girl.”

Debra looked down at Karen’s lap and remembered how she had so often dreamt of being put across a lap just like hers. She took a deep breath stepped forward and bent across Karen’s lap.

“I spank quite hard, Debra, so don’t worry if you cry.”

Debra was about to thank Karen for the advice when the first spank landed on her bare bottom. It wasn’t hard but the noise initially startled her. A further few spanks on each bare bottom cheek quickly followed. However, when Karen rubbed her bottom it felt good. Then a double spank with two on each bottom cheek. They were a bit harder than the first several spanks. Some more rubbing followed. This was repeated three times and each time Debra found the rubbing relaxing. It was massage like.

“I’m going to give you some harder spanks. Are a couple of dozen. OK?”

“Yes,” Debra said quietly, feeling tense.

Karen spanked Debra’s bottom on alternate bottom cheeks. Debra could feel this was more intense but didn’t count the spanks. When the number must have been up Karen again rubbed Debra’s bottom, squeezing her bottom cheeks. Debra found those squeezes even more relaxing than rubbing.

“I won’t be warning you of the number of spanks now, Debra. Just relax and let it happen. If you do want me to stop say the word, ‘red,’ and I will stop. That will be the end of the session though so only say it if you need me to stop altogether. Understood?”

“Ok,” Debra said.

Karen didn’t warn Debra but started spanking her again giving her many more spanks this time. Again the squeezing and rubbing was relaxing. This time Karen asked, “You OK?”

Debra answered happily, “Sure.”

“Good,” Karen replied, “Your bottom is lovely and red so now we get more serious. This will hurt much more than before but just stay across my lap. Understood?”

“Yes,” Debra again told her new friend.

The spanking was far harder, sometimes on alternate bottom cheeks but then also repeatedly on the same bottom cheek. The spanking went on for what Debra felt was ages and without a break. Debra felt the tears well up in her eyes. Worse was when she felt the first few spanks on the backs of her legs and she started to gasp.

Karen was watching Debra’s reaction closely. After all she was a very experienced spanker and sensed Debra might be a particularly good submissive. She made sure the spanking was hard but watched for when Debra squirmed more than usual indicating the pain was too much. That happened particularly when Karen spanked the backs of Debra’s legs.

After a while Debra asked, “Can you handle some spanks with the hairbrush?”

Karen held the paddle brush in front of Debra’s face. Debra was quietly sobbing but wanted to try the wooden paddle. “OK,” she said quietly.

Karen tapped Debra’s bottom, lifted the paddle brush, and brought it down on Debra’s right bottom cheek. Debra yelped with the pain. Karen squeezed her bottom cheeks which as before calmed Debra down.

“It will hurt but I’ll be careful honey. OK?”

“Yes,” Debra again said, confident Karen would be sensitive.

Karen brought the hairbrush down again on Debra’s left bottom cheek and this time didn’t stop. Instead she spanked Debra on alternate bottom cheeks which sent pain rushing across her bottom. The tears that had welled up in Debra’s eyes now ran down her face but Debra stayed in place across Karen’s lap. She allowing herself to squirm and kick her legs but the experienced Karen recognised Debra was coping well with the spanking.

Debra didn’t count but Karen gave her two dozen spanks with the paddle brush before stopping. Debra lay across Karen’s lap crying as she recovered. After a short time during which Karen squeezed Debra’s bottom cheeks Karen said, “You can get up now honey. You took it very well.”

Debra eased herself up and once standing her hands rubbed her bottom furiously. Karen watched smiling as Debra smiling gave her the spectacle of the spanking dance.

Karen sat on the bed and crossed her legs still smiling. “Sit on the bed next to me Debra. Relax. Let’s chat.”

Debra eased herself on to the bed starting to enjoy the stinging tingling of her bottom.

“Was that good for you?”

“It was Karen. My bottom is stinging but it feels great.” Debar blushed and added, “You are very good at it and I guess you do enjoy spanking people.”

Karen smiled and said happily. “I find the power so erotic.”

“Erotic; really?” Debra said interested.

“Oh, yes. Why be so surprised though? You are turned on aren’t you?”

“Well yes, but I just thought, well, it would be different for you.”

“No, it’s just as sexy.”

Debra said, “I felt my pussy quivering as you spanked me and when you squeezed my bottom it was wonderful. Did you know I even came when you spanked me with the hairbrush? It was sensationally sexy.”

“You mean you have a damp pussy right now don’t you?” Karen said with a tone of certainty.

Debra blushed. “Well yes, I suppose it must still be damp.”

Karen put her hand on Debra’s thigh. She looked straight at her and still smiling ran her hand along her thigh and ran her fingers along her pussy. Debra bit her bottom lip as she gasped at the sensation and feeling like she would come again soon.

Karen said, “My pussy is also damp actually.”

Debra was still panting as she ran her hand along Karen’s inner thigh and along her pussy. “Wow, you are really damp,” as Karen let out short gasps holding in her orgasm wanting to enjoy the submissive Debra some more. The dominatrix was ever more confident her submissive new friend will accept further punishment.

Both women gasped as they came, their breathing remaining heavy for a while before recovering.

Debra asked, “Do you do this with others then? Erm, Spank them, I mean?” Debra blushed as she was actually thinking about the sex when she asked the question.

Karen smiled knowing the error Debra had made. However, she answered seriously, “Luckily I do. I have met lots of people who enjoy being disciplined.”

“Do you just see them the once or, erm, more often?” Debra was panting as she spoke.

Karen liked the way the question was asked. “Well, sometimes the people I meet just want to be disciplined. Sometimes though I even have relationships. You know, just like someone attracted to somebody else.”

“Really?” Debra said smiling. Feeling more confident she asked, “So like whom?”

Karen said, “People I meet at this club, for instance. Sometimes I am introduced, like you have been.”

Debra blushed remembering Lisa had introduced her to the club. “Do you know Lisa then?”

Karen smiled and said, “Not really. I know her Mum.”

“Her Mum, Jenny?” Debra almost squealed. “No way, surely?”

“Why not?”

“Lisa’s Mum? I know her and have been to her house like so many times. I never thought she would like to be spanked like you just spanked me?”

“I didn’t just spank her, Debra.”

Debra asked quietly in a most surprised tone, “What do you mean?”

Karen said slowly in a level tone, “I cane her as well.”

Debra put her hand to her face and said, “Wow.”

Karen explained, “I don’t see her socially. We just both enjoy what we do, me spanking her and her being spanked.” When Karen saw Debra look agog she continued, “There are others as well.”

“Really?” Debra said really interested.

“Well, most of the people I do meet here. I get introduced to them and they ask me to spank them. I have them take their knickers down in the public area and spank them in front of lots of people who come here to watch just that. It’s fun for them and for me of course. The person I am spanking will end up crying but then they won’t be doing it if they didn’t enjoy the pain.”

“How old are they usually?”

“Oh, any age.”

Debra said “So you deal with other girls my age?”

“Yes, as well as some of their Mums.”

“No. Really?” Debra was again surprised at what she was learning.

“It’s very simple really. Just as the girls enjoy being disciplined so do some of their Mums. They just don’t want to submit to each other as they get too aroused, and that’s where I come in. I enjoy disciplining them just as I have enjoyed disciplining you.”

Debra asked tentatively, “Tell me Karen, when these Mum’s and daughter’s get aroused do you, erm, well,”

Karen completed the sentence. “Do I bring them to climax? Yes I do. They will usually go home and use their vibrators or make love to their husbands or boyfriends or girlfriends. But they also like climaxing when I discipline them. I do some over my knee and others while I cane them.”

“How, erm?” Debra was flustered at the thought.

Again Karen finished Debra’s sentence with a smile. “Fingers work wonders with wet pussy’s.”

Debra blushed, swallowed hard, and asked, “So you would have done that to me?”

“Oh yes, and I still can.”

“Really?” Debra looked surprised.

“Of course. You will have to lie on the bed to let me cane you first. Afterwards I will climax you.”

“Oh, I see. Erm but my bottom already hurts, Karen.”

“Yes Debra, but your pussy is aching for it again isn’t it?”

Debra blushed but knew Karen was right. She nodded her head.

“As it’s your first time I’ll make it twelve strokes.”

“You mean normally its more?” asked Debra.

“Yes, I give 24 normally, at least.”

“Oh.” Feeling a bit more confident Debra asked, “How many do you give Lisa’s Mum?”

Karen smiled, “She is up to thirty-six strokes. Hard ones. Mind you, I have heard her come after twelve strokes and again after twenty-four. She loves the pain.”

Debra gasped and licked her lips. She understood so much more compared to when she walked in to the club and met Karen. She had a wet pussy and wanted to experience the sensation of an orgasm at the hands of this dominant woman. Even though to gain that sexual experience she knew she would have to accept the caning. In fact she knew she wanted to accept the caning and yearned for the pain which she was finding so erotic. So she nodded and lay on the bed.

Karen picked up the two pillows and said, “Lift up your tummy and spread your legs wide apart.”

When Debra obeyed Karen slid the pillows under her tummy and parted her legs knowing her pussy was on show.

“Good girl, Debra,” Karen said. There was a short break when Karen positioned herself. She placed the cane on Debra’s bottom, tapped her a couple of times, lifted the cane, and gave her the first stroke. Debra gasped out loud.

Karen was smiling when she said, “Of course these will hurt rather more than the hairbrush.”

Debra heard the laughter in Karen’s voice but before she could think the next stroke bit in to her bottom and she gasped again. Two more strokes and Debra was squirming. After the next two Debra was sobbing. Karen raised the cane again and gave Debra two quick strokes which made Debra’s head jerk upwards and she let out a loud gasp. Karen gave another hard stroke and delighted in hearing Debra let out several sobs. After the tenth stroke Debra was crying freely. The next had her yelping. The twelfth was the hardest stroke and Debra’s head again jerked upwards and she yelped.

Karen put the cane down and rubbed Debra’s hot red and weal-covered bottom. Debra relaxed as Karen firmly rubbed and squeezed her bottom cheeks. This was followed by Karen’s hand rubbing her inner thighs. Then her fingers rubbed straight across Debra’s stretched wet pulsating pussy.

Debra was sure she could come there and then but Karen didn’t rush at all. She rubbed Debra’s bottom again squeezing her bottom cheeks which had Debra raising her bottom up and welcoming Karen’s experienced caressing movements.

Debra was so relaxed and moaning erotically when Karen pressed her fingers along Debra’s pussy, easing gently inside. She kept caressing her pussy, flicking her clit, and watching Debra’s excitement mount.

Suddenly Debra exploded into a climax she had not experienced for some time.

Karen allowed Debra to subside before repeating the pleasure and Debra again climaxed. Her sex juice soaked Karen’s fingers.

Debra’s third climax was the loudest of all and she gyrated to increase the intensity before subsiding in glorious satisfaction, almost purring. Karen left her fingers inside her and gently caressed Debra’s still pulsating pussy.

While caressing Debra’s pussy Karen squeezed her own pussy muscles and let out three short orgasmic gasps of her own but the sounds were muffled by Debra’s louder less controlled orgasms.

Slowly and gently Karen withdrew her hand and patting Debra’s bottom and seeing she seemed far too relaxed said, “You should get up before I decide you need the cane again.”

“Your turn, Karen?” Debra asked. Debra smiled as she stood up and bent forward wanting to give Karen finger sex and to kiss her. However, Karen pulled back.

Karen said, “Not so fast Debra. I don’t mind giving finger sex but just so you know I am very choosy about whom I have sex with. But yes you are certainly someone I rather fancy.” After a moment Karen added, “But the tariff is also very high.”

“What do you mean?” Debra asked in a surprised tone.

Karen looked serious when she replied, “The thing I really enjoy is giving the cane. I love the feel of it and the gasps of pain it produces. That is the high tariff.”

“How high?” Debra asked tentatively.

Karen said wickedly, “More than you have had already.” After a moment Karen added, “Two dozen strokes extra, in fact.”

“Extra?” Debra asked.

Karen was still serious. “Once we agree you deserve to be caned. Then whatever is decided you will have to accept two dozen more before we have sex.”

Debra didn’t know how to respond but the thought of lovemaking after a caning sounded wonderful to her. Really wonderful. She nodded her head half smiling as she bit her lip. Fear and anticipation were etched across her face. Her pussy quivered at the thought of the pain. Yes, it was going to be so right for her.

Karen asked, “Good girl. How are you feeling now, Debra?”

Debra relaxed and smiled as she rubbed her bottom. “I have never been so sore but also never as aroused either. I have the strangest of reactions to your dominance. It’s the most extraordinary set of sensations but I guess you know that, Karen.”

“Yes I do, Debra,” Karen continued in a very stern tone. “Here’s something I really enjoy doing. I am guessing you want to see me again? Don’t tell me but just think what your answer is.” After a moment Karen asked, “Have you thought Debra?”

“Yes, Karen,” Debra replied quietly.

Karen picked up the cane and ordered Debra, “Hold out your left hand, Debra.”

Debra slowly held out her left hand as instructed. She found obeying her new friend so erotic.

Karen said, “Debra, if you don’t want to see me again ask for two strokes. If you do want to see me again, ask me for six strokes.”

Debra gasped. Was there no end to this woman’s ability to impart pain? Debra looked at Karen, tears welling in her eyes although knowing she wanted to feel more pain. She knew she needed to test her own ability to enjoy the sexual arousal of pain, and there was no doubt her pussy quivered at the very thought of it. Breathing deeply in anticipation she looked up and half smiling said, “Karen, please will you give me six strokes on my hand.”

Karen smiled and as she rested the cane on Debra’s open palm both were confident in each other’s company. Jenny had made a good match. Debra knew Karen will spank and cane her and the extra two dozen strokes will be given so Karen can bring Debra to climax. Debra was ready to accept more pain for passionate lovemaking with Karen in the bedroom. It sounded wonderful. Love making whilst struggling with a stinging reddened weal covered painfully aching bottom but also with a wet pussy that was going to crave orgasm after orgasm because of the pain.

Debra was still fantasising as the first stroke landed on her hand. She gasped in surprise. Still, she held her hand out straight and waited for the second stroke. It bit in to her palm and Debra gasped. The third had her gasping louder and the fourth crying out. Karen looked closely at Debra before giving two quick strokes that had tears running down her face.

Debra rubbed her hand biting her lip and looked at Karen through tear filled eyes.

Karen smiled, knowing she had a very willing submissive in Debra.

Debra licked her lips knowing she wanted to accept Karen’s control over her. Even though submitting to Karen again will be a testing time Debra knew. She also knew it could change her life as she will surrender authority to this dominant and rather beautiful woman. She will accept and enjoy the pain and excitement of submission.

Karen said wickedly, “When we are alone I like to be called, Miss Karen.”

Debra smiled enjoying the further submission. “Yes, Miss Karen,” continuing, “Can I call you Miss Karen when with your friends?”

“That would be respectful. Just be aware that if you are naughty I will have to spank you in front of my friends as well.”

Debra replied respectfully, “Of course I accept that if you decide it, Miss Karen.” After a few moments Debra asked, “What about in front of my friends?”

Karen replied, “Not so fast. I don’t want to embarrass you. If we are to make this work, as I want it to, you must be happy who I spank you in front of.”

“Of course, Miss Karen.” Debra laughed and added, “As she introduced us you can spank me in front of Lisa’s Mum.”

“Ok, but not in front of your own Mum.”

“Why not, Miss Karen?” Debra had never been spanked by her own Mum but thought she might if asked.

“The last time I spanked a girl in front of her Mum they argued two days later, the Mum insisted on spanking her daughter, and spanked her for the next five years until she got married. The thing is it was only discipline spankings when she was naughty. Lots of Mum’s may never have spanked their daughter’s before but once they discover it as a means of keeping control they are soon happy to spank their sons and daughters regularly. Only it wasn’t what the sons and daughters wanted.”

“Oh, right. Yes I can see my Mum doing that so I guess it will be best not to spank me in front of her, Miss Karen,” Debra said appreciatively. She added, “Erm, Miss Karen, will you be spanking me at the club in front of the people there?”

“Do you want me to, Debra?”

Debra blushed and thought it now sounded rather sexy. “Maybe some time, Miss Karen. When I’m more used to you spanking me?”

Karen smiled and said, “Good enough, then.” Karen added sternly after a moment, “But I will decide when and you will accept my decision. Understood?”

Debra gasped in surprise knowing she had already lost control. She replied willingly and obediently, “Yes, Miss Karen.”

“Good girl.”

Looking up Debra asked, “So shall I do it now?”

“What, Debra?” the dominatrix asked.

“I could help you come, Miss Karen.”

Karen laughed. “I certainly feel like I need to cum.”

“Really?” Debra was delighted her dominatrix friend wanted sex with her.

Debra was still rubbing her bottom but was so aroused. “Is there time?”

“Probably. You need to agree I owe you two dozen strokes of the cane.”

Debra gasped. “Oh, yes, Miss Karen. Willingly.”

“Good.” Karen said positively. “Take the rest of your clothes off,” the dominatrix purred.

Debra undid her blouse slipping it off. She unclipped her bra and stood naked as she watched Karen remove her clothes. Soon they both faced each other, naked.

Karen looked Debra up and down smiling at her pert breasts, flat tummy, and hair mound that already glistened with sex juice.

Debra licked her lips as Karen went up to her and put her hands on both sides of Debra’s face. Karen pulled Debra towards her, her mouth opening, her lips enclosing Debra’s who willingly allowed Karen’s tongue in to her welcoming mouth. Their tongues intertwined as they both eased themselves on to the bed.

Debra asked, “So you are really turned on by spanking me?”

Karen smiled, kissed Debra’s erect nipples, and said, “Feel me.”

Debra eased her hand down Karen’s tummy and enclosed her pussy. She felt how damp Karen’s pussy was and looked at her in awe. “I thought it was just me, Miss Karen,” Debra said in a surprised tone.

“Why be surprised Debra. If you are turned on by being spanked why shouldn’t I be turned on by spanking you?”

Debra smiled as Karen pushed her shoulders gently backwards until she lay on her back and with Karen lying on top of her they kissed passionately, tongues entwined. Karen squeezed and sucked Debra’s erect nipples. Soon they clinched, pressing their bare breasts and their damp pussies against each other.

There was a double knock on the door. Karen pulled away, smiled and said, “Time is up on the room. So if we are to do it then we will need to go to my place. I live just around the corner.” After a moment Karen added, “You can stay the night if you want. I’ll let you off the two dozen extra strokes. This time, anyway.”

“Yes please, Miss Karen,” Debra enthused.

“Right, let’s go downstairs and get our coats. I need the loo first.”

The two women went downstairs. Karen went to the ladies.

Debra took out her phone and dialled Lisa. “Did you know I would meet Karen?”

“Miss Karen, I understand you have to call her?”

“Well yes. Miss Karen.”

Debra said suddenly, “Do you know her?”

“No, but my Mum sees her quite a lot.”

“I know. That is so cool.”

Lisa said, “I found out by accident. Mum had a bathrobe on which slipped and I saw these cane marks on her bottom and made her explain. We discussed it but Mum didn’t want me to spank her and I didn’t fancy that anyway. So instead Mum sees Miss Karen every few weeks.”

“Awesome. So you don’t fancy getting spanked?”

Lisa laughed and said firmly, “No I don’t thank you.” After a moment she added, “But I quite like the idea of watching you get spanked.”

“Deal,” Debra said, laughing.

Lisa asked brightly, “So, will you see her again?”

“Better than that. I’m going back to her place right now.”

“Good for you. You have to promise you will show me your bottom in the morning.”

“Deal,” Debra said happily.

Karen came back in to view so Debra ended the call.

Karen looked fixedly in to Debra’s eyes and said, “Just so you are clear. We will go back to mine. I will spank you again and then give you twelve more strokes of the cane before we go to bed. We will make love. In the morning you will get twelve more strokes and again and just before you leave you will get twelve more strokes. All on your bare bottom. You will remember me all day whenever you sit down, which you will enjoy I am sure. However, say now if you want to change your mind.”

Debra smiled at Karen and replied earnestly, “I want to do it Miss Karen. My bottom is stinging but my pussy tells me I want to.”

Karen smiled back seeing Debra’s erect nipples push out her bra and said, “Good, because my pussy is telling me the same.”

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