This is a true story based on my own experiences of contacting a young domme on Craig's List, talking about our mutual kinky interests in female domination and arranging our first meeting. Jade had posted an advert on Craig's List, the subject 'Mean Girl' had caught my attention straight away. It read:
"Brand new to this not looking for anything too extreme. Simply a normal, successful guy who wants to be dominated by a black girl. I'm 5'3 slim with a pretty face. Please attach a photo and let me know what you are in to and when you are available."
There wasn't much to it but it was enough to get me interested. Like with most Craig's List ads which claim to be girls seeking out men, I assumed it was either spam, a scam or a prank but I replied anyway, I had nothing to lose. It was getting late when I sent the first email, it was after midnight, but I thought about my reply, I had to. I read somewhere that there are twenty guys for every girl on the personals pages of Craig's List. Even excluding the dominant guys who wouldn't be interested in this ad, she was still going to get stack loads of replies to her advert.
"I love the sound of your ad, maybe I'm the guy for you,” I wrote. "People are often surprised by how normal I am when they meet me, I'm quite young for a sub - I think it's something you usually fall into a little later in life. I'm 29 and have had several encounters with a couple of mistresses."
This is the only time I have lied to Jade, and now I know she is real I feel bad about it - twice in one sentence. I'm not 29, I'm 32 but for some reason felt like at 22 she might not be interested in a sub in his thirties. "Several encounters with a couple of mistresses," the truth is I've had a couple of encounters with one girl who dominated me.
Meaning the one former playmate, I told her that "they" describe me as "very obedient but also engaged to the right level." I went on, hoping to sound like the perfect beginner's slave...
"I'm fairly new to the dom/sub scene though (I've only ever played behind closed doors, I'm not into clubs or anything like that,) so it would be nice to find a mistress who wants to talk and share experiences."
I, of course, attached a recent photo as she had requested, it would be very bad to disobey a dominant girl in your initial contact. I told her that I lived in South London and that she could come round and we could explore our fetish at mine without being disturbed.
As for what I'm interested in, I reeled of a list of, what some might call deprived acts that, if repeated, would have a family member disown me and change a best friend's opinion of me forever... wouldn't it? My list of likes included spanking, flogging, cock and ball torture, ass worship, pussy worship, bondage and generally just being humiliated and used by a sexy younger girl who, ideally, is "shorter than me."
I wasn't hopeful, I signed off my email with "I know you're going to get hundreds of replies to this ad but it would be good to chat some more if you're up for it... if not, good luck with your quest for a sub. Chris x"
It actually didn't take long for me to get a reply amongst the hundreds of men who I assumed would have been clogging up her inbox. In fact, it took less than 10 minutes until I had an email from Jade in my inbox. My first thoughts were that it was probably spam, the name field on the email read Jade, I remember thinking it was a pretty name.
Surely this would be junk mail or a scam, or the very best case, a rejection. I opened the email expecting to be disappointed, but no, this seemed genuine. There were no links to dodgy websites, no time wasting questions. This girl, Jade seemed like she was real.
"Hi Chris, thanks for replying to my ad." It would transpire that this was the first and last time that she ever addressed me as "Chris". Jade's email continued, "Actually your email was exactly the kind of response I was hoping for. I'm 22 and 5'3" so hopefully I'm younger and shorter than you?"
"I think it would work best if you started by telling me how your time with your previous mistresses was spent so I can get an idea of what your able to take. Also what happened why you don't see the mistresses any more?"
'What I can take?' Wow, she was serious, what am I letting myself in for here? I read on...
"I should make it clear now, I'm not looking for penetrative sex but I'm sure that won't be a problem."
No sex really was fine with me. I was serious about wanting a girl who was truly dominant, I wasn't just looking for a girl to push me on to a bed, climb on top of me, say 'who's been a naughty boy then' and fuck me. No, I actually want to be dominated for her pleasure, I want to feel a strong woman's power over me and surrender to her. To be honest, I'd never really been one for penetrative sex, for me the foreplay is the best part of intimacy. Don't get me wrong, I love sex but maybe it's just part of my kinky, submissive nature, I enjoy going down on a girl much more, worshipping her body and pleasing her. A selfish lover is one thing I am not.
"My pic is attached, what do you think?"
Wow! I couldn't believe my luck when I clicked the paperclip icon to view the attachment. Jade was beautiful. As she's promised, she was slim and was showing off a great body in that tight, short, denim dress. Her shapely dark legs looking silky and smooth were just crying out for a slave to kiss his way up them. The tight blue fabric showed off her large breasts, her dark frizzy, natural hair hung down over her shoulders. And such a pretty face, a gorgeous smile and those brown eyes. I'd opened a photo of my dream girl.
I didn't waste any time in replying.
"Thanks for your reply and the photo, you are really beautiful, it would be an honour to serve you."
"The previous mistresses, one was just a one off," I had to say this as she never really existed. "The other I saw a few times but she was only studying in the UK so she wasn't here long sadly, I met her towards the end of her stay."
"So typically, I've gone around to her house and she's had me strip. She's then spanked, flogged and whipped my ass until she was satisfied that I was red enough. Then she would have me worship her, first I would kiss her feet and kiss my way up her legs, she'd then tease me with her ass or pussy. Then had me lie on my back and flog and whip me some more until she felt I had earn the right to have her sit on my face. She'd then usually order me to get down on all fours and wank me to competition."
"No penetrative sex is absolutely fine, I have no problem with that at all. I love to lick though, while you're sat on my face or while I kneel in front of you... however. I just like to think I'm pretty good at it and haven't disappointed yet."
I sat excitedly at my laptop and again it was just minutes before her next reply came through.
"Licking is fine. The things I want to try are objectification, punishment, humiliation, and being served. I want things like receiving foot massages, smothering you, sitting on your face, slapping, having you beg and being whipped. Have you ever been penetrated with a strap-on?"
Objectification? I quickly open Google in search of the meaning, Wikipedia is the first hit, it tells me that "Sexual objectification is the practice of treating another person merely as an object towards one's sexual pleasure." Further down the page WIkipedia tells me that in terms of sexual fetishes, "human furniture is a form of sexual objectification." Feeling like I've learnt something I return to Jade's email.
"Do you mind I've not done this before? Although I'm new, I'm looking for someone to take the role serious and won't stray to another mistress," this was great, I too wanted a longterm arrangement.
Almost an hour had passed since I first responded to Jade's ad and it was getting late but I was wide awake with the idea that I might have found a mistress. I replied to Jade's email.
"I absolutely don't mind that you have never done this before, if you are looking for a serious longterm slave then it would make it more fun to explore together and find out what works for both of us. I would of course fully give myself up to you and wouldn't stray."
"Smothering, punishment and humiliation are three things I would love to have you do to me. I like tease and denial, I will beg for permission to to touch/worship your body. I will give you foot massages, be your foot stall and server you."
"Spanking, whipping and slapping I will happily accept. I've never had a strap-on used on me but I'm happy to try it if pleases you."
Should I have said "if it pleases you Mistress?" I don't want to assume she wants me to serve her and jump in to the role too quickly. After all, we are starting a new relationship, you want to play it cool at first. A couple of minutes later she replied.
"There's something else I'm very interested in. Tying a guy's hands behind his back, making him stand up and kicking him in the balls until he goes down. Or simply using the balls as a punching bag."
Oh my God! This girl really wants to hurt me! Being kicked and punched in the balls, that has got to hurt! The idea of it isn't new to me, I've seen 'ballbusting' videos on the internet and I'm open to the idea of some cock and ball punishment but being kicked until I fall to my knees, that's a scary thought. I'm tempted to try to put her off the busting but I didn’t want to put Jade off so early in the conversation, I couldn’t back down at that early and become another trolling, internet time waster.
Again, I was quick to reply and keep up the momentum, "I've never been kicked or punched before and I'm not sure how much I could take but I am more than happy to let you help me find my limits."
Jade then asked, "So you've managed to make every girl orgasm through oral?" I tried not to sound boastful and simply replied, "Yeah." Jade push me further, "So, your saying you're very good at it then?" I told her, "Without trying to sound big headed, yes. I can happily lick for a long time too."
Jade seemed interested by this, "How long do you reckon is long?" I told her, "I've easily done half an hour, may be nearer an hour. I promise you I won't lift my head, it'll be you who pushes me away when you've had enough."
Jade approved, "Okay," adding "Have you ever been slapped in the face or spat on?" I told her, "Not yet. I like the idea of having my cock slapped if I'm not performing too." Jade warned, "Never mind slapped. I'll be punching your balls if it isn't good enough."
At this point, Jade suggested that we exchanged phone numbers and took our conversation to WhatsApp for ease. Of course, I did as I was asked and gave my potential new mistress my phone number. My phone vibrated with my first text message from Jade. "Hiya, it's Jade (Miss J). This is my number but a few rules. Don't call unannounced. And I want punctual replies, if you take too long I want an apology and an explanation."
The demanding tone of her message excited me, I replied with "Thank you Mistress, I understand. I will do my best to please you."
I had to wait an hour for her angry reply, "You'll call me Miss J, not mistress. Mistress makes me feel middle aged! As for meeting up, you can buy me lunch on Saturday."
Jade went on to tell me some more of her demands. "I want someone who is normal but submissive when normal. Someone to do subtle things in public like carrying things, fetching things for me, opening doors etc." I replied, "That makes sense, like being dragged around stores without complaining? I'm very good at that." Jade confirmed, "Yes, exactly."
Jade then surprised me with her next message. "I want a photo of your cock, I want 'Miss J' written on it in marker pen. I want this done within an hour from now, this is so I can see what I have to work with."
Even though her order was only being given to me via text, it was still enough to excite me, I feel myself becoming erect. I waste no time in loosening my jeans and releasing myself while simultaneously fumbling for a thick marker pen from my desk drawer. Her power over me already is obvious as I stretch out my shaking hand to mark myself for my mistress. I brand myself, writing the letters 'MISS J' along the length of my member in black ink, the ‘M’ at the base of my cock ending with a ‘J’ just below the swell head of my erection. Looking at the words marking me, I suddenly feel owned.
I grab my phone and take a snap of my branded dick, it takes several attempts to get the shot as my hand excitedly shakes under Miss J's spell. I tap on the message icon and replying to Jade’s message, attaching the photo.
It doesn't take long for my phone to vibrate with Jade’s response to my naughty snap, I read it anxiously.
"Good boy, you responded on time. How does it feel to have my name written across you dick? What did you do with it? Did you let it go down?"
I fire a text straight back at her, "It feels good to have your name stamped on it, it reminds me that you own it now. It is all yours to do whatever you want to, Miss J."
What did I do with my dick? Nothing, I've been sat here rock hard and desperate for her attention since I received her first text minutes ago. In the hope that she'll want me to do something about it I reply with, "I haven't done anything with my dick yet, Miss J. It's still hard."
An agonising five minutes later when Jade's next message arrived, I am still in the same situation, sat with my phone in one hand and the other cupping the bulge in my boxers, crying out for relief but unwilling to touch myself without permission, not wanting to ruin any she had planned for me.
Her reply flashes up on my phone’s screen, “yeah, well I still haven't decided if I own it yet, it's on loan to me until I decide if it's worth taking ownership of. I was just wondering if talking to me makes you hard, it would seem it does. I want you to stroke it now, fast. Send me a video clip no longer than 15 seconds and I want you to cum in the clip. You'll need to be able to cum on demand eventually."
Her words excite me further and I grasp my erection firmly in my hand and begin stroking it hard and fast as she instructed. With my other hand I tap to open the photo gallery on my phone and pull up one of the pictures of Jade she sent me in her original contact. I run my hand up and down my length as I stare at my potential owner in the photo, her dark legs exposed and her shapely body teasing me from underneath her denim dress, clingy tightly to every curve. My thoughts switch to serving Jade and worshiping her body as I get closer to the release.
As I near orgasm, I switch my phone back to camera and flick it to video mode, I hold off pressing record while edging myself closer to orgasm, wary of the restrictive 15 second window which is hanging over my climax.
I near competition, so hoping that I can finish within Miss J's timeframe I hit the big red button, the video starts to roll and I can see the timer, 1 second... 2 seconds... 3... I pick up my pace and stroke hard and fast knowing that if I don't climax before the time hits 15 seconds then I might miss my window and fail to capture my orgasm as instructed and I don't want to anger my mistress.
Furiously stroking I feel my climax start to build, I thrust my hips forward while trying to keep my phone steady, I breath in sharply and let out a moan under my breath as I cum for Miss J, just as the time hits 5 seconds. I still have 10 seconds left on my countdown and it's lucky I do as it seems Miss J's control over me is quite the aphrodisiac. My body shakes as I release on cue for my mistress. I barely manage to hit stop on the 15 second mark as my body slumps. I am spent and Jade's name has been erased from my manhood under my hand, although clearly her control remains.
I attach the clip to a text message to Jade and reply to her previous comments, "I hope I meet your requirements and you decide to take ownership of my cock, Miss J. It does make me very hard to talk to you, just receiving your demands excites me as it pleases me to serve you."
A few minutes later my mistress' response to my clip lands in my inbox, "Good boy, the clip is fine. It should make you hard to talk to me, do you realise how lucky you are I'm talking to you?"
I know I am lucky, Jade is beautiful, out of my league and so worthy of being served. My reply is easy "I already consider myself very lucky that you have taken the time to talk to me over the last few days Miss J. Is there anything else I can do for you tonight?"
"I want a picture of you squeezing your balls now! Show me your serious." I did as I was told and grabbed my balls tights in my free hand as I snapped a pick with my phone. I sent the photo to Jade. She replied with an abrupt and rude response that made my cock spring back to life, "Good, now go away, I want to sleep. I'd like a good Morning message at 10am." I don't dare reply.
Although getting late, I'm feeling too alive to sleep. I lie on my bed, still half undressed and stare up at my bedroom ceiling, wondering what I'm letting myself in for. Jade is demanding, she's serious about dominating me and in a week's time I'll be blindfolded and completely under her control. A 'mean girl' who I can't say no to will have me at her beck and call. A girl who wants to, kick and punch some parts of me, which until now have been treated extremely delicately by girl's I've been with.
Objectification, punishment, humiliation, smothering, whipping, slapping and eventually being penetrated with a strap-on. The thought of Jade's impending visit is so exciting yet so scary at the same time.
