Master Chris was a very good first in-person experience for me as a sub. I could tell being a Dom was just naturally in him and I really liked that. I wouldn’t do well as a sub if that weren’t the case. I knew that about myself right from the get go.

We continued on after our second session. It was all by text in between times that I would see him in person. He would text me to perform different tasks and I would obey. He knew that I was doing the tasks even though he couldn’t actually see that I was doing them. I learned very early on that the trust between a Dom and a sub is HUGE. You have to have it.

The Dom has to trust that his sub isn’t going to go to the authorities (a.k.a. police) about certain things, such as punishments of sorts for example. That’s what Master Chris unknowingly taught me the day he had asked me about my hard limits. Of course you go into a D/s relationship as a consensual party, but you both have to be on the same page with everything involved. You have to discuss hard limits, soft limits, safe words (if you decide to have them), etc.

The sub also has to trust her Dom. For example, there was a Dom that I was with (he actually came right after Master Chris) who hog-tied me. I was completely at his mercy. You see where trust comes in in this situation, right? If you are in this lifestyle and reading this, you already know trust is a big factor though.

These are just a couple of examples where trust is important on both sides of the Dom/sub spectrum. For me, if I didn’t have it, I’d be out of there faster than the roadrunner from Bugs Bunny!

Back to Master Chris and me. We scheduled our third, and final, session. Neither of us yet knew it was the final one yet though.

We met again at my place. It was a good session once again. I was getting more comfortable with him sexually, but also just in general. This time, he brought this wooden bath brush. It was the kind with a long handle, with a brush on the end of one side, and flat on the other side. Well, guess what he did with that.

It was the first time I had someone use an object on me. (I had used one on myself with my Skype Dom but that was it.) Master Chris made me stand on the floor and bend over my bed. Then he did it…with the flat side, not the brush side, thankfully! Yep, it still hurt. A lot. But in a good way. For those of you who don’t like the pain type of punishments may think that’s odd. I totally understand that. I even think it’s odd that I actually like it. Do I know why I like it? Not really, no.

I think a part of me likes the pain, not for the pain itself, but for the feeling it gives me that my Dom is powerful and takes a certain ownership of me when he inflicts pain on me. Weird, I know, but that’s how I feel about it.

So, Master Chris laid several more wooden brush spankings on me that day, among the sexual stuff. He insisted on leaving the wooden brush at my place so that it was there for when he came back. He also told me to look at it here and there to remember what happens when I don’t follow orders.

Little did he know, he wouldn’t be back again. I didn’t know that at the time either.

I’m going to rewind a bit now, to the first day I ever met Master Chris in person, for coffee, etc. Things were very new with him obviously. I hadn’t only been talking with him in my online dating profile. There was someone else.

No, I hadn’t been cheating because what Master Chris and I had was strictly a D/s relationship, nothing more, and it was still so new. And again, I didn’t want anything serious because I had just gotten out of my marriage.

But then something shifted. Something that would change everything. I will fill you in in my next post…