Dominatrix in training...

After my initial 'job' interview, my boyfriend collected me and we went for coffee. It may sound incredibly naive, but I really hadn't thought at all about what may be required of a Dominatrix. Not that I can remember, anyway. I'd fooled about with rough stuff with my boyfriend, but hardly expected that a Mistress shags her clients. Essentially, I'd approached my interview with a completely empty head. Well, I was a bit nervous, but I was empty of preconceptions other than I thought I'd probably wear fetish clothing. Let's remember that I was only just legal.

In any case, nude men didn't bother me at all. I was just concerned about the golden shower situation. I suppose there's something inherently vulnerable about a woman urinating...It's bare arsed stuff after all and what if I became stricken with stage fright? But, my general excitement and curiosity overcame every concern.

So, coffee and a chat. My boyfriend decided that he was cool about the whole thing and he was to remain so for several years. So, I called M. S back and left a rambling message saying that I was really VERY interested in the job. And away we go.

Us trainees really were a shabby lot. There were seven of us, but this was swiftly whittled down to about three. There was the obese, awkward one, the ropey, middle aged one who took to it instantly and the manic depressive twenty something pseudo hippy who was pretending to be sane. The rest have disappeared from my head, as I'm sure I've evaporated from theirs'.

Everything was distinctly weird, really. But, as it was carried out with such decorum, we all just fell into it. So, that was my first understanding of the relativity of weirdness. Our initial lesson involved M. S' defacto partner taking his trousers off and offering up his tackle for bondage practice. That poor bastard. And we were all under the impression that he wasn't into it! So, we all took our turns, rifling around down there as he stood passively with his hands behind his back in this scantly furnished dungeon. S was good with rope and I always had been too, so I soon had his balls wrapped up without difficulty. It's rather difficult to explain how it's done without a visual example on hand. But, once you know, it seems obvious. The penis and testicles are ideal body parts for restraint. All you need is a shoelace. It's just that easy.

So, that was lesson one. It all seems a bit dull now...