1st Meeting With Mistress Ch 01

First Meeting with Mistress

This is a story of a submissive's initial encounter with a new Mistress, starts slow, as all new explorations should, but will get to the sex in time. It is based on a real life approach, but before the end may get a little into the extreme. Please enjoy it as much as I did writing it.

Chapter 1 - Discovering

I had just taken a temporary position at the local high school as an art teacher, when the previous one had been fired for allowing his ceramic class to make some pot paraphernalia. When I walked in, the class had been turned into a drawing class and was made up of the problem students. As whenever I start any new class, I lock down any playing or clowning around by this, new to me, group of teenagers, and as they were in a form of punishment, I knew that I had to take control. A little classical music (another form of punishment by me), a large still life in the middle of the room and the students arranged boy - girl, around it in a circle, each student having a slightly different view to draw, but they could not see across the room. This separated the rowdy boys and forced some politeness on to the class, though I did get complaints from some of the girls.

After the morning classes, I went down to teachers lounge to eat my lunch. As I sat there, a lovely teacher walked in and sat down opposite me. "I see that you have quieted down that set of hoods that we try to treat as students. Good job, I'm your next door neighbor, Samantha or Sam to my fellow teaching victims. I'm teaching Home Economics to a bunch of uninterested girls and a very few boys."

"Pleased to meet you, I'm Fredrick or Fred to my friends."

Thus started a friendship brought on by the same trials and tribulations of teaching teenagers. A few weeks later, I got up the nerve to ask her out, and miracles of miracles, she accepted. We dated almost weekly, dinners, weekend picnics and a movie or two. This after all was Durango, Colorado at the base of the San Juan Mountains, so we enjoyed the outdoors around us. Things progressed through the usual sequences, Picnics in the mountains, kissing at odd times (though nothing at work), driving together, being invited into her house, caressing on the couch and finally being invited into her bedroom.

Our first time was the usual, me leading and her waiting for me to make the next move. I think a good time was had by all.

It was on the second trip into her bedroom, that I discovered the change in her. I found her taking charge, with myself being lead into the bedroom and told what to do. She had led me into me in and had sat on the bed, facing me.

"Strip for me, I enjoy watching your parts appear." So, I started to do a simple striptease, starting with my shoes, then my shirt, and then my pants. I remember standing there in my Jockey shorts as she watched me.

"Stop right there, and come within reach." She ordered me.

So I walked forward to her, as she reached out and ran a finger along my cock. It was showing through the thin cloth and then cupped my balls through the cloth covering them. Reaching down between my legs, she then ran a finger between my butt cheeks and grabbing the back of the skimpy underwear, she pulled it down from the back. As it drops down, it catches on my hard dick, which then pops out from my underwear to bounce in front of her face. Smiling she leaned forward and sucked it into her mouth. Reaching back between my legs, she pulled my ass forward, pushing my dick deeper into her mouth. Pushing my hips back, she sucked hard on my cock as it moves out with a pop.

Looking up at me she says, "Next time, no underwear. I like the though of you dressed for public viewing and swinging loose that way for me, alone."

Standing up, she says "Now, strip me."

So, I kneeled down and started removing her shoes. Working up, I remove her pants and made a pleasant discovery, she didn't have her underwear on. Leaning in, I kiss the hair above her pussy and feel her hand drop on to the back of my head. She then moved my head down, so I was kissing the top of her pussy. While I was there, I sneaked a lick at the slit below and the hooded clit above.

Sitting down on the bed, she spreads her knees, "Don't just weakly lick it, burry your tongue in me, and let me really enjoy it."

"Yes, ma'am." I answer, automatically, not realizing this is what she was in search of for an answer.

"Good boy, Fred." She answers back as she moves back on to the bed, and spreading her knees. I start licking and taste her as she gets wetter. Looking at me from between her knees, she then orders me to "Fuck me, fuck me now Fred."

"Yes, ma'am." I answer, again. I then, at her command, crawl up her body and aim my cock at the wide open pussy before me. Sliding my dick in, then back out and then in deeper, over and over until my hips hit hers. Buried as deep as possible in her, I start to fuck her. I start bouncing my ass as I fuck her as hard as possible. I am pounding her pussy so hard that her tits start bouncing in time to my thrusts and I hear her say, between thrusts "Good boy, Fred, cum for me."

At this point, I had yet to learn how to be a good boy, but I came like a rocket, buried deep within her, when she said that phrase, and wanted me to cum. So, I like a good boy, came for her.

As I did, I found myself feeling like a good boy and wanted that feeling to continue as I pleased her. Over the next few months, as we taught classes next to each other daily, we would spend more time together, not in the normal dates of couples getting to know each other, but weekly as she taught me how to be her submissive. She trained me in how to please her when out together, how I was to act for her pleasure and especially how to please her in bed. We settled into a wonderful pattern, spending the rest of the school year enjoying each other in as many ways as she wanted.

As school ended, I was informed that my teaching position was being dropped from the curriculum, so I was now unemployed. Meeting that night with my Mistress, as she was now called, she informed me that she was letting me go as her submissive. She stated that she had taught me enough, and would spend the summer finding herself a new man to teach for the next year. She told me that she always enjoyed teaching beginner submissives, but after they learned the basics from her, she liked to send them on their way, to find a new Mistress. At that point, she commanded me to find another Mistress for continuing my education and I as a good boy and submissive, I agreed to go on my way. I kissed her, told her I would miss her and went, with tears in my eyes, in search of someone to be my next Mistress.

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