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August 2007 by Grant

I had become jaded. Over the past few years, my experiences with a number of female dominants had been disappointing, even frustrating. Anticipating a business trip to Chicago, I investigated and found an old acquaintance, but she had moved her studio out of downtown to a location that just wouldn't work for me. I made an appointment with a second domme, but she had to cancel because she had scheduled a vacation for that time period. Feeling the old familiar frustrations, I searched again and found Mistress Simone's website.

From my first phone inquiry, Mistress Simone was refreshingly different! She is enthusiastic and confident but she comes across as sincere, which is rare these days. As we talked, I found that she understood her client's need for hard corporal disciplines, but more important, she recognized that those severe disciplines should be inflicted to better the male, to chase away his demons, access his heart, and make him a better and more pleasing man. I told her I hoped she would bring out the every best in me, and she readily accepted the challenge. Although my needs were a bit unusual, she immediately tuned in and began to create a scenario that would surpass my every expectation.

I have been kept in feminine underclothes for many years. My wife accepts my kinky nature, but she insists that I sit to pee, and that I maintain a rigid calendar and observe regular monthly "man-strual" periods of five or six days, during which I must wear bulky Overnight maxi pads and change those pads at regular intervals throughout the day. Sure enough, when my calendar was posted on the refrigerator door the red X's said I would be having my period while I was in Chicago. Mistress Simone was very accepting as I explained these things, and shortly before I would leave on my trip she informed me that no one, male or female, would be allowed to wear padding in her chambers, so I should bring a box of Super tampons… and expect to wear one during my corrections. She would, she promised, teach me to appreciate and understand a lady's menstrual discomforts as never before.

I dressed in my nicest lingerie, and although Chicago traffic presented obstacles, I arrived almost on time for my appointment. Mistress had me undress, and she examined my private places in detail. "There are seven discomforts a lady experiences during her period," Mistress said. "Can you name them?" I could only think of four or five. Breast tenderness. She fastened the most excruciating clamps onto my nipples. "Continue." Cramping. "Later. Continue." Bloating and water retention. "We'll discuss those when you're full of an enema," she teased. "A lady's labia become swollen and tender," Mistress explained. Soon I was fastened up on a spanking cradle, still clad in my elegant European sanitary panties, and still wearing my pad. The panties came down, the pad was removed, and Mistress inserted the tampon. My legs were fastened wide apart, and my spanking began. As other reviewers have attested, Mistress Simone is a most effective spanker! Once my bottoms were sore and steaming, she began to work on my perineum, and she made me very, very aware of how uncomfortable that area can become.

I was released and taken to the medical clinic, where I was stripped completely and mounted on the examining table, my legs up in stirrups. "I've worn these for three hours," Mistress whispered as she took down her panties. "I have my period, so I'm sure they will be nicely fragranced for you." She put the thick black garment over my head, and the scented gusset tight against my nose. She became busy down below, greasing me, and inserting the inflatable #@$% that should ensure that I held the enema until she would be ready for me to release it. I heard her running water, filling the bag. "Cramps," she said brusquely. "You will come to appreciate a lady's cramps. And bloating, yes. And water retention. In a few moments, you will understand just how uncomfortable a young lady can be during her time of the month." I felt the water begin to gush into me, and soon the cramps began. To my great shame and horror, I am so stretched by years of anal penetrations that even the #$%@ could not plug me, and I leaked all the way to the toilet! I cleaned up after myself, knowing I would be punished.

Now it was time to try something new. I was put back up onto the medical examination table, back up into the medical stirrups, and this time I was fastened into inescapable restraints. "Don't move," Mistress Simone commanded, and she proceeded to carefully probe my cock with a medical steel instrument called a sound. Finding it a loose fit, she withdrew it and chose a larger size, and now the sensation was incredible! The instrument was hard and cold, quite unlike anything I had ever known before, and Mistress multiplied my exquisite discomfort by running a vibrator up and down my rigid shaft! When the vibrator touched the sound it was as if she had shocked me with high voltage.

I was wallowing in shame and discomfort, still breathing Mistress's fragrances through her panties, when she punished me for spilling my enema by resuming her torment of my swollen, sensitive perineum. The applications were harder and faster now, the hard, harsh punishment I deserved, and I writhed in frantic desperation. Then it was over, and Mistress began unfastening me.

I was led off the table to another room and positioned on the floor, on my back, hands at my sides. The panties were removed, and I watched as Mistress Simone stepped over me to straddle my head. She bent slowly, hiking up her skirt, and I saw the sheen of her black satin panties descending over me. "Do not lick me," Mistress ordered. "Just know that this is your place in the company of a lady." She lowered herself onto my face, her fragrant crotch enveloped my nose, and then her full weight settled upon me and I was naked, fully exposed, and utterly and completely dominated by this beautiful, dynamic woman. She lifted, allowing me a breath. "Give me your right hand, palm up." I complied, and she poured a generous dollop of grease onto my palm. She lifted again, I gulped another sweet, cool breath, and she said, "Pleasure yourself." She sat again, enveloping me in her satin panties and all of her heat, her weight and her oh, so womanly fragrance. I stroked myself, I was wonderfully aroused, too eager, and soon I erupted. She lifted, I took a deep, refreshing breath, and then she sat again, putting me in my place.

After a few moments she lifted again, and got up from her servile throne. "Get dressed," she ordered, and as I clamored back into my clothing we had a delightful conversation. Mistress directed me to put a fresh maxi-pad into my sanitary panty, but I would also wear the tampon until I called her later in the evening and she ordered me to remove it. All too soon I was back out on the streets of Chicago, feeling sore and tired and very, very satisfied. Mistress Simone did not disappoint me; not one bit! This was the most creative, intense, and satisfying BDSM session I've known in years, and I long for another opportunity to serve her again.

"Grant" is the pseudonym of a best-selling author who has written five erotic, romantic novels extolling the virtues of the BDSM lifestyle. He has submitted to powerful women since the early sixties, and has achieved outstanding success personally and professionally while discreetly dressed in fine lingerie and other feminine garments.

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