A young coed gets an eye-opening lesson from a mature dominatrix who shows her the ropes.

Having a moment to collect my thoughts is rare for me these days, let alone time to write them down. My dungeon in the city is thriving, and running my business occupies most of my hours. But this past summer, I took time to visit a place that always brings me joy: my lake house in the country. Over the years, only a handful of close vanilla friends have ever gone there with me, and over the past decade, maybe two special subs have been invited to accompany me there. I consider it a retreat, not a place for socializing or play, but as it turns out, during my last visit a playmate found me.

Her name was Anna. She’d just turned 20 and was about to start her junior year of college in the city. However, like most scholarship kids, she had a summer job or two. Her dad owned the landscaping company that took care of my property, so I first spied her when she was helping out the crew.

I initially caught sight of her while I was relaxing with a cup of coffee, and by her, I mean her pretty fanny in short denim cutoffs. At the time, she was bending over a hedge of beautiful red roses.

I was intrigued by the view and went to watch her from the screen door. When I got closer, I saw she was spreading fresh mulch around the flower beds — and apparently wiggling her ass and messy blonde ponytail to whatever was playing in her headphones. Talk about making a fine first impression. She had a delicious, heart-shaped bottom, perfectly worthy of my riding crop, but I behaved myself and simply walked over to wave hello.

Anna was so startled by my arrival, she dropped the mulch bag but then she gave me the most adorable smile. Her face was as delectable as her bottom. She had high cheekbones and beautiful green eyes framed by blonde bangs.

I eyed the bag of mulch. Not much had spilled, but if one of my slaves had done such a thing, I’d punish them until their bottom matched the color of my roses. I cleared my throat and smiled back as I said, “You must be Don’s daughter.”

“Yes, I’m Anna. Hi!”

I looked her up and down before asking, “Summer job?”

Anna nodded and told me, “Yeah, I do this and a few babysitting gigs. Just trying to make a little extra cash for sorority dues and some trips.”

“I remember those days well.”

And indeed I did. My sorority sexcapades were among my first forays into kink, but that’s another story.

“You must be Ms. Reynolds.” She bent down to right the bag of mulch.

“Yes, although I’m not my mother. I’m Elizabeth — call me Liz.”

Anna took off her gloves and extended her hand as she said, “Nice to meet you, Liz.”

As we shook, I noted her strong, unbroken eye contact — always an excellent sign.

“You have lots of roses here. They’re beautiful.”

“Thank you, dear.” I looked her over again, noticing the bikini top beneath her skimpy Greek letter tank. “Feel free to help yourself to the pool after you’re done if you want a dip.”

“I think I might actually take you up on that,” Anna replied. “It’s already so hot.”

“Indeed it is.”

I kept smiling to myself on my walk back to the house. Cute coed or no, I definitely felt like relaxing by the pool myself.

I changed out of my leggings and T-shirt and slipped on a leopard-print bikini and cat-eye sunglasses. I brushed out my long brown hair and pulled it up into a simple twist, then headed out to the deck. I settled in a chair and started to read. Maybe about an hour had gone by when I heard footsteps by the garden gate.

“Hello?” Anna’s voice called out.

“It’s open. Come in.”

I sat up and watched Anna walk across the deck to me.

“You really don’t mind if I cool off?”

“Of course not. What’s the point of having this huge pool if I can’t share?”

“OK, just please don’t tell my dad. He’ll get on my case for slacking off and pestering you.”

“Your secret is safe with me, and you are no pest.” I sat up and pointed toward the house as I said, “I have some spare towels right inside, and there’s soda in the fridge. Help yourself.”

“Sweet! Thank you!”

Anna pulled open the screen door and momentarily disappeared. It didn’t dawn on me until she’d already gone inside that I’d left a few open boxes of sex toys and bondage gear right there on the breakfast table. I routinely get product samples to review on the dungeon blog, and, well, when you’re in my line of work, you think nothing of a new Hitachi or some nipple clamps hanging out in the open.

When Anna returned, she carried a towel and a soda for herself and an extra can for me, much to my pleasant surprise. Her expression was neutral, but when we made eye contact, I saw questions were written all over her face. The dildos were out of the bag, so to speak.

“Thank you,” I said to her as I took my drink.

Now that she was closer, I could see Anna was a little flushed. She kicked off her tennis shoes and opened her mouth to say something, but then hesitated. So I took control of the situation.

“Something on your mind?” I asked. I couldn’t help it. I liked seeing her squirm.

“Well,” Anna began as she slipped off her tank top to reveal a medium bust in a light blue string bikini top. “I don’t want to be rude at all, but — ”

“You saw my arsenal of sex toys on the table and wondered what I do up here all day?”

Anna laughed and blushed.

“Actually, I wondered what you do for a living.”

“I’m a dominatrix.”

Anna’s mouth dropped open before she said, “No way! You’re a professional?”

“That’s right.” I said, noting the girl was completely awestruck.

“So you literally make money whipping guys.”

I laughed and told her, “Sometimes. It depends.”

“Wow.” Anna grinned and shook her head. 

Her mixture of innocence and curiosity was endearing, so I decided to press her a little.

“Are you into kink?”

Looking demure, Anna answered, “Oh, um, no. I guess my boyfriend and me are pretty normal — er — I meant, traditional, you know? But, I mean, what you do is cool. That’s got to feel…empowering.”

“It most definitely is,” I assured her. “So normal, huh?”

Anna nodded as she wiggled out of her denim shorts and added, “Maybe someday I’ll get him to try some other stuff. We’ve been together since freshman year.”

I inhaled sharply as the denim fell completely to the ground to reveal her skimpy suit bottom and even more of her perfect body.

“Who says you need to wait for him if you want explore?”

“No one, I guess, but I wouldn’t want to cheat on him,” Anna said with a shrug as she stepped over to the pool. “Are you coming in?”

“I’m good for now, but you go for it.”

Thank goodness I was wearing sunglasses because I could not take my eyes off that sweet little body of hers.

Anna jumped in the deep end, and when she came up for air, I could see her stiff nipples poking through her bikini top. I was trying to behave. It was all I could do not to start playing with my pussy while she swam. I imagined using my teeth to take off her wet bikini and giving that heart-shaped ass the attention it so deserved. Once Anna toweled off and left for her next job, I made a beeline to the new wand vibrator on my table and took care of my overwhelming urges. She was one hot piece of ass.

A few days later, I was trying to sleep in, but I woke up to a noise out near the pool. I heard the sound of someone crying. I went to the window and saw the unmistakable figure of Anna, standing alone at the end of the deck. I glanced at the clock; it wasn’t even 6:30 yet. I am by no means a morning person, but I threw on my silk robe and went to see what was going on.

“Anna?” I called out. “What are you doing out here?”

She whirled around and said, “Oh, I’m so sorry, Liz.” Her face was red and puffy.

“What’s wrong? Come here.”

Anna sniffled and walked toward me.

“Last night, my boyfriend dumped me. I’m sorry — I didn’t realize I was so loud.”

“Come on, let’s go in the house.” I led her by the arm into the kitchen.

“I’m sorry — it’s stupid really — I should have seen it coming,” she opined sadly.

I handed Anna a box of tissues and told her, “It’s not stupid at all.”

She dabbed her eyes and continued, “I’m sorry for bothering you. I was just driving around, trying to clear my head. I thought I’d wait for the sun to come up — I don’t know why I ended up here.”

“I think you do, actually.” I ran a hand through her hair and smoothed my palm over her cheek. “You’re free to do whatever you want now.”

She locked eyes with me and said, “I don’t even know where to begin.”

“That’s OK.” I patted her arm, and that’s when she reached for my hand.

“Will you show me?” Anna asked, glancing toward the boxes of toys still in my kitchen.

“You want to play?”

Anna nodded.

“I want to try. Let’s pretend we’re in your dungeon.”

“All right.” I stood up and selected a Japanese pink silk rope harness from one of the boxes.

“That looks pretty.”

“Yes, pretty in pink,” I mused. “Now strip,” I suddenly commanded.

For a moment, Anna looked a little taken aback by my sudden shift in tone, but she obeyed. She wore no bra beneath her T-shirt, and the sight of her perfect tits jolted my clit awake. Keeping an eye on her progress, I took the harness out of the package. It was an adjustable ready-made piece, perfect for people who aren’t experts around knots — or horny people who are in a hurry. I was definitely the latter.

Anna was down to only her panties, but I sternly ordered her to hurry up and get naked.

To my delight, she immediately slid off her undies, revealing a downy patch of pubes that matched the blonde hair on her head.

“Very nice. Now, arms out.” I held up the harness. “This will look precious on you.”

Anna took a deep breath and obeyed, officially entering her first submissive play session.

The harness crisscrossed her chest and fit around her breasts, wrapping around her trim figure. I pulled the straps taut enough to push her tits up and out.

“Wow, it feels like everything is exposed,” Anna marveled as her cheeks blushed.

I pinched her nipples, rolling them back and forth between my thumbs and forefingers.

“Yes, baby. That’s the idea.”

I squeezed her tiny pink nips harder, and Anna gasped.

The bottom of the harness left her crotch unencumbered, so I could feel how wet she was as I adjusted the straps around her pussy and ass.

“You’re so eager and ready,” I murmured. “That’s a very good sign.”

Anna gave me a shy smile and bowed her head. I reached around and tugged the straps beneath her tits.

“Look me in the eye. There’s no shame here. Do you want to be dominated or not?”

Anna vigorously nodded her head and insisted, “Yes. Please, ma’am.”

I took out another length of silk rope and bound her hands, leading her to my bedroom. Once there, I had her stand at the foot of my four-poster bed and secured her arms and legs to the opposite posts. She was on her feet, so there was no suspension, but she was wide open and mine for the taking.

For a few moments, I let her squirm with anticipation. I paced around the room and drank in the sight of her beautiful bound body, wriggling in the cool morning air.

“What are you going to do with me?”

“Have you ever squirted before?”

“I don’t think so.”

“If you have to think about it, you haven’t done it,” I told her. “Today you’re going to squirt. You’re going to be my little squirting slut. Can you handle that?”

Anna nodded.

“Good. Because I’ve been dying to make you come since I first saw you.”

I squeezed her ass and slowly kneaded her sweet cheeks.

“I bet the other girls in your sorority are jealous of you.” I pinched her nipples again. “Perky tits, great ass. I bet some of them want to fuck you, too.”

“Well, actually,” Anna whispered, her voice trailing off.

“Speak up!”

“During pledge week, some of us got drunk. Me and one of my sorority sisters kissed, and she touched me down there. But it was only for like a minute.”

I squeezed Anna’s ass again and then reached underneath and stroked her clit from behind as I asked, “Like this?”

Anna moaned and replied, “Not as good as this.”

I took my hand away and told her, “I can’t wait to see how you’ll take to the wand. That has some serious power.”

I opened my nightstand drawer and selected a pink cordless vibe. Anna licked her bottom lip. Anticipation showed all over her face.

Heading back behind her, I turned the wand on a low speed and applied it just to her outer lips to give her a taste.

Anna gasped and wiggled in her bonds.

“It’s a misconception that pain is the only way to torment someone.”  I pulled the wand back. “Never underestimate the power of pleasure.” I dialed up the speed and placed the wand directly over her clit.

“Oh God!” Anna shouted. Her knees buckled, but the restraints held her firm.

“The wand makes everyone give in.”

I swirled the buzzing head around her clit as helpless Anna writhed and moaned. The poor girl came in under two minutes. However, there was no squirting. As she stood there, still panting from her orgasm, I frowned and shook my head. “We’ll just have to go again.”

Anna asked, “What do you mean?”

“I told you. You’re going to squirt for me. I’ll just have to pay even more attention to your little pussy.”

I got down on my knees and kissed her thighs, breathing in the aroma of her honeyed arousal. And then I dove in to her overflowing fountain of youth, tongue first.

Anna’s knees buckled again, and she began to grind her hips into my face as she moaned.

“You like having your pussy eaten by another woman?” I murmured against her slit.

“Oh yes!” Anna gasped as I sucked her clit. “Please don’t stop!”

I took my time savoring her sweet juices, alternating between teasing her entrance with my tongue and using my fingers on her clit. Once I sensed her arousal had reached a plateau, I brought out the wand again.

But to mix things up, I slid two fingers inside her from behind, just as I applied the unrelenting vibe to her button.

Anna whimpered, and I let my fingers gently glide against the sweet spot on the front wall of her pussy while the wand droned on. Then for good measure, I lavished her ass with kisses and licks.

In the mirror over the bed, I could see Anna was visibly flushed and sweating. Her face and chest were pink and slick, Anna looked like she was in the midst of a sweaty gym session.

Overwhelming pleasure began to chip away at her resolve, and she began to sag in her restraints. Then, suddenly she started to shake. Not unlike a boiling teapot starting to whistle, Anna began to scream as my fingers and the wand took her to another dimension. Her pussy muscles began to spasm around my digits, and I knew the moment was upon us.

Anna unleashed a torrent of girl juice with a primal scream of pleasure as she came. I turned off the wand and held her as she gasped for breath.

“Oh my God,” she kept repeating.

“It’s intense, huh?”

Anna laughed, and then teared up, and laughed some more. An intense orgasm can be a cathartic release unlike any other.

Once I was certain she was steady, I undid the bindings on her wrists and ankles, and gently guided her onto the bed.

“How are you feeling?”

“That was…I don’t even have words,” she said in all seriousness before laughing again.

“Understandable.”

“May I?” Anna asked as she reached up and touched the side of my face.

“You may.” I pulled her in, and we shared a sweet kiss.

“I’m proud of you.” I said.

“I’m proud of me, too,” she responded.

After short nap, I woke up Anna with another kiss to suggest, “Let’s check out what’s in the rest of boxes downstairs.”

Anna eagerly obliged, and we spent the next several days playing together until I had to go back to business as usual in my dungeon in the city. I was sorry to go, of course, but there’s nothing quite like an eager first-timer to remind me why I love what I do.

As for Anna, our fling was quite formative for her. She’s since quit her other jobs and will be starting work for me in the spring as domme-in-training.