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Mistress Angela had been recommended to me by an acquaintance who had served her several months ago. He told me she was a beautiful woman in her 30?s. She had long brown hair, dark brown eyes, and a slender body that bordered on athletic. Her client list was long and impressive, but she was extremely strict. My friend had become overly frustrated during a session and had turned aggressive. She whipped him like a dog and banned him from returning. Although I was hesitant, he had assured me that she was everything a man or woman could want in a domme. When I first met with her, I unexpectedly discovered that there were requirements to be accepted as a submissive by Mistress Angela. An application had to be submitted, first explaining whether I wanted to be a domestic slave, a financial slave, or just a sexual slave. I chose the latter. The application required clear descriptions of acts which I would NOT do; Mistress Kuşadası escort Angela does not believe in the use of ?safe? words. It also stated that she and she alone would determine the boundaries for those stated acts. Extreme discomfort and considerable pain were her options at all times. Complete performance and acceptance would be a must. Any hesitation or refusal to obey her would result in extreme punishment. When I left my application with her and begged to be considered, she said she would call me if it pleased her. She made me wait three weeks before she called and began our relationship with very few words. ?You may visit me Wednesday to qualify as a slave.? When I arrived she was quite cordial and invited me to her huge basement, to which she referred as ?my play room.? She pointed to a bare corner of the room. ?Today you will build a table on which you will lie bodrum escort bayan many times for many hours, so make it comfortable. You will find tools and supplies in the garage.? She left me standing there with a diagram to work from. It took me nearly the whole day to build it. Although it did not look very professional, it was sturdy enough to serve its purpose and she approved. It?s an exact height so she can stand over me and straddle any part of my body. The section under my head is padded, which she suggested because she may choose to sit on my face for extended periods. My arms are under the table with my wrists pulled painfully and tightly together by manacles. A wide leather strap around my hips holds me down against the table. There are similar straps for my thighs and ankles. Whatever pain or surprise Mistress Angela may give me, I cannot move away. The legs Kuşadası escort bayan of the table are in a ?V? so that my legs are wide open as I am strapped down. My buttocks rest on the edge of the table, allowing Mistress Angela complete access to my cock, balls and anus. There is a tube that can be attached to my cock and it runs to a container on the floor. Occasionally Mistress Angela will leave me bound on the table all day when she is out running errands, and the tube allows me to relieve my bladder in her absence. Mistress Angela designed and required this table to specifically use me for her entertainment and very often her own pleasures, while she satisfies my need to be dominated. We are in sync. And so today here I lie on the table again, excited but intimidated as to the outcome of today?s visit. I never know whether she will tease and torture my body and deny my orgasms, or if she will push me to the very limits my body can endure. Often she will use me for her own orgasms, which excites me almost more than I can bear. Sometimes she takes mercy on me and allows me to come, but last week she made me wait until today. She approaches and my cock stirs. She walks around me slowly, her gorgeous body naked.