Summer is here! I just graduated from the community college, with a degree in marketing. I come home to my apartment which I share with my best friend, Emily. There's a note inside from her: "Going home 2 parents. C u Monday."

I sigh, I was looking forward to a girl's weekend! Well, I get the apartment to myself! I change into a sports bra, tank top, and a pair of shorts. I know a lot of girls don't watch porn, but I enjoy watching porn. I usually watch the ones with a big cock, or lesbian.

I get on PornHub, and find a video. I start watching it, but it's not that good. It just seems so fake. I look at the suggested videos: Teen Girl Gets Dominated by Huge Cock. I've heard of BDSM before, but I've never gotten into it. I click on the video, and find myself getting extremely wet by watching it. For the next few hours I watch various videos with BDSM. I soon myself addicted to BDSM; not just watching it, but I think I'd like trying BDSM in real life. Like being dominated in real life.

I look up how to find a master online. I find this site called FetLife. I create an account and search for dominants near me. There's a couple. But one specific dominant draws out to me. Her name is Amy Woods. Yes, she's a mistress. Did I mention I'm bisexual? She also has a cock, which is especially appealing to me. I contact her, and she replies back immediately.

I tell her I'm new to BDSM, and she says she would love to show me the ropes. We arrange to meet at a nearby hotel tomorrow morning just to get to know each other and maybe have a little bit of fun. She won't tell me her real name, just to call her Mistress. She tells me to shave all body hair and take a nice long bath for tomorrow. She orders me to wear no underclothing (bra or underwear) and to wear short slutty red dress that she told me was sold at the mall.

With that, she signs off, and tells me to get ready for tomorrow. I run to the mall nearby, and look for dresses the dress. It's really short, and just barely covers my pussy. It scoops as low as possible, just so it covers my pussy, and just barely covers my nipples. It crosses in the back while leaving most of it empty.

I buy the dress, for $100 and go to the spa. I order a Hollywood wax, effectively taking off all my hair. I usually shave my legs and arms, so they have to trim my pussy hair before they can wax it off. Yes, it's that long!

After an hour or so of plain torture, I go home and scrub myself. I clean every inch of my body, and then I watch some more porn before going to bed.

The next morning, I wake up at seven. I eat a healthy breakfast before doing a quick workout at the gym. I return home and put on the dress and a pair of flip flops before walking the few blocks to the hotel.

I'm feel weird going commando, and quite uncomfortable. There's not a lot of people out, but there's still some. I receive envious stares, disgusted sneers, lustful looks and some catcalls. I mostly ignore them, and look up a little more about BDSM on my phone on the short walk there. I learn about safe words and limits, and wonder what limits I might have.

I arrive at the hotel with 5 minutes to spare, at 10. I go up to the front desk and give them my name, and the guy was clearly distracted but eventually tells me that the room was on the 10th floor. He gives me the card and I quickly go up the elevator. I don't like wearing this revealing clothing!

I knock on the hotel room one minute before 10. The door swings open and woman who looks quite familiar opens the door. I can't put my name on who she is, and I know she recognizes me too!

"Hey, nice to meet you Claire."

"Nice to meet you mistress."

She nods appreciatively, "I see you did what I asked."

I nod. She continues, "Let's go sit on the couch, and we can talk about this."

She first tells me that she is looking for a long term slave relationship. This means that every few days we'll meet, but she'll also give me orders to do while I don't see her. She understands that I'll need a job and will work around my schedule. She gives me some examples, and I agree to try it out. For the weekend we will stay in the hotel room, and I will not be allowed to leave. After the weekend I will decide whether I want to continue with this arrangement.

She also tells me about safe words, and we decide on one: "Pineapple."

She asks me what my limits are, and I tell her I don't know. She chuckles, "I guess we have to find out!"