My very first session was excellent. I requested a session from an experienced Mistress whose profile was appealing to me, wondering what it would entail. I’d never done anything like this before, so I was initially nervous. BDSM has excited me since I was a young adult, and occasionally, when the rare opportunity presented itself, I engaged in self-bondage and self-humiliation. Now, at 60, I want to experience/explore more of my repressed kink.
Very shortly after requesting a session, I got an email that the Mistress had sent me a message on the site. My heart leaped. She accepted my request and directed me to a website to spin a random picker wheel three times. I was directed to report back on which word(s) the wheel stopped after each of the three spins - “Toy Above - Rubber Bands - Spanking.” Oh my. Soon after reporting the results, I was given a slave task involving the above. As evidence that I completed the task, I was to record it and upload the video for Mistress's approval. Gulp, what had this mostly vanilla fat old man gotten into? I suspected I would be given a week or at least a few days to arrange for some privacy - nope - I had just 24 hours to complete the task and prove I was serious about being a slave. That night, my mind raced like a kid on Christmas Eve. I was so excited to complete the task, but my only option for privacy was to find a motel with an available room.
The following day, I showered and shaved off my pubic hair. It was the little guy’s video debut, after all. :) I set out with my task “ toys " and found a seedy motel about 30 minutes from home. As soon as I entered the room, I set up my camera, which was positioned for the best lighting available. The room was dirty, dark, and smelled like a cheap air freshener. This is where I deserved to be, and I was about to humiliate myself on video. The thought excited me. My heart pounded as I took off my clothes.
I stood for a minute by the motel room window with the curtain partially open, hoping to be embarrassed by someone glancing in. Then I turned on my camera and proceeded with the task I was given - probably basic stuff to experienced kinksters, but entirely humiliating for me. I made sure the camera could clearly record each part of the task. After I was done, I stood for a moment in front of the camera, head bowed in submission and humiliation.
I dressed, drove home, and uploaded the video before I had a chance to change my mind. As I watched myself on video, I thought, what a pathetic, unworthy slave. I am typing this as I experience the warm afterglow of submissive soreness. Thank you, Mistress. More punishment, please.