Feeling the sweet pleasure of her fingers slide in and out at the same time the hard smack of her other hand across my face. Oooh I'm blushing just at the memory... What really messed me up though, she got me to beg. I'm a very proud person, but when someone gets me to the brink of orgasm over and over again, stopping just before I can tumble over that edge I will most definitely be begging for mercy. Or more begging for the privilege to cum, which I was denied over and over.
Another thing, it was the first time I ever said the word Mistress as someones tittle. This whole thing was so wrong, yet I find myself wanting more. Suddenly I want to be laying over a Mistresses knee while I get spanked. Don't get me wrong I haven't suddenly gone full on lesbian, I just realized that men aren't the only people who can Dom me. I don't even know why I felt that way in the first place. So this is the point in the story where some random cartoon character comes in and asks me what I learned today. To which I would reply "I learned that women can beat and abuse me just as much as men. I also learned that I
