Nicole's Submission

This story is purely fictional. A figment of my imagination. It contains detailed descriptions of consensual, but painful canings and spanking. If this might in any way offend you, I recommend that you stop reading now. All the characters in the story are adults over the age of 18 and in no way relate to any people in real life.

My name is Nicole, I'm an HR consultant in my late 30's and live alone. While not classically beautiful, I keep my figure in good shape and, with my long blond hair and blue eyes still seem to attract plenty of attention. I've had my fair share of partners over the years, both male and female, but none of them lasted.

Although I do say so myself, I'm very good at what I do, at least that's what most of my existing clients tell me. The trouble is that, as an introvert, I hate putting myself out there to find new business, so my career had somewhat stalled. And that's why I decided to attend a conference last year to force myself to do some networking.

Day 1 was a full day of seminars and presentations, and talking to total strangers, which I found exhausting. I was ready to retire with a glass of wine and something to eat from the room service menu. But I reminded myself of why I was at the conference and forced myself down to the bar instead. And that is where I met Georgina. Georgina was the opposite of me. Confident, outgoing and clearly very successful. In her early 40's, she was an intelligent, attractive, articulate and as I later found out, very kinky woman! But let's not get ahead of ourselves.

We had a wonderful evening together and after a few glasses of wine I started to relax and even enjoyed some mild flirting. We parted company the best of friends and went off to our respective hotel rooms. But not before exchanging contact details. I was feeling very pleased with myself to have achieved one of my networking goals! That was 6 months ago, and we had been in regular contact since. At first it was very business like but over time the topics of conversation became more personal. And somehow Georgina teased out of me a confession about my submissive side and how I yearned to be controlled, while espousing her dominant nature. I also admitted to a craving for exhibitionism, though to date that had mainly involved walking around my house naked with the curtains open. We both joked about the fact that maybe this was why we had not been able hold on to partners for long! Eventually I sent Georgina a suggestion, more than in hope than expectation, that we spend a week together experiencing a true dominant/ submissive relationship.

Her acceptance came shortly after, saying she would love to, with the added caveat of her expectations. "You will be expected to do exactly as I say and please me, in every way I demand." was the simple message. Suffice to say her words gave me a real thrill.

So the day had arrived. Georgina lived in a city about 4 hours away. She sent me a text with the address of her condo, only a short taxi ride from the train station. I had been given instructions of what to wear. A semi shear blouse with no bra. and under no circumstances was I to cover up during the journey! I also had to take a short selfie video of myself so that she could see what the other passengers would be enjoying. How did I feel about this? The honest answer is that I was mortified, and yet hugely excited. Walking naked around the house was one thing, but this was a whole new level.

As I settled in my seat I swear that everyone on the train was undressing me with their eyes. I even think I saw the same passengers walk up and down the aisle more than once. I just sat there looking out of the window, focussed on my breathing and trying to relax, using every ounce of self restraint not to cover myself up. And I wasn't helped by my body betraying me with my nipples standing proudly erect to attention. A combination of the fabric rubbing against them and my own excitement. When the guard arrived asking to see my ticket I just about died. My 36C's were standing loud and proud and while I told myself that I could ignore the lecherous passenger glances by concentrating on the view outside, having to engage in a conversation, as he checked my ticket was truly humiliating! And yet, I could feel a damp patch forming in my panties!

We eventually pulled into the station where I hailed a taxi. Once again I could feel the lascivious glances from the driver. I debated whether conditions that Georgina had given me only applied to the train, so I could put on a jacket. But then I reminded myself that this weekend was all about pushing outside my comfort zone. We arrived at the address on time, and having paid the very happy cabbie I approached building entrance, nervously pressed the intercom and waited. The air outside was cool and my nipples were still prominently on display!

A warm reassuring voice simply said "Nicole? Hi, come on up" Georgina opened the door, we paused for a second and then we hugged. She was everything I remembered; attractive with reassuring, intelligent eyes, and such a confident air. She had a figure to die for and was dressed in a wool crepe tuxedo jacket with matching skirt. Apparently she had had a meeting with an important client earlier and had only just got home herself. Clearly she knew how to dress to impress. She watched my admiring glances but said nothing, before eventually leaning in and whispering in my ear "do you still want to go through with this because once we start there will be no turning back?" "Yes" was all I could muster, with a slightly dry mouth. "Just remember, as long as you are here, your sole aim is do exactly as I say!" she said more sternly. "Open your bag and remove any needed supplies (toothbrush, deodorant etc.)".

I duly obliged and handed the bag back to her. Despite still being in the hall way I was then instructed to get completely undressed. The clothes that I had arrived in were put back into the case. She even took delight in inspecting my damp panties, and smelling my arousal from the journey. I could feel myself go beet red with embarrassment. "I may have some use for these later. Wait here and do not move!" Georgina was gone for about 10 mins, I had no idea where she had disappeared to, but my clothes were now gone. And all of a sudden I felt very vulnerable. A virtual naked prisoner her apartment. Upon return she explained that she had put my bag safely inside her car in the parking garage downstairs! And for the rest of the weekend I was to remain naked or wear exactly what I was told.

"Follow me" she said, as we entered her dining room. "Bend over the back of the chair and hold on to the seat", she instructed. I duly obliged, somewhat nervously. Immediately she picked up a cane from the side, and without consultation, delivered a fierce, stinging blow to my bottom. No warning, no build up or warm up and certainly no chance to prepare. And it left a fierce red welt. "Fuck" I shot back upright. What on earth was going on?! I had told Georgina that while I had had some playful spanking in the past, I had never had any sort of punishment beating and to be honest I wasn't sure I wanted to. So this was definitely not what I expected.

She read my reaction. "I know that really hurt and that it's not your thing. For what it is worth I am not a sadist, I did it, however, to demonstrate to you my resolve. I am willing to do it again should circumstances dictate. I hope it won't come to that, but please don't test me"! I had been warned! "Furthermore, as well as controlling and humiliating you, I intend to get you to embrace, the pain of any punishments that I deed appropriate." And this is where my head truly started to spin. I knew that I definitely didn't enjoy the sting of a spanking, and yet here in front of this beautiful dominant woman, I could feel myself getting excited when she talked about punishing me. And a little more wet! Georgina went on to say: "I am going to give you a series of instructions this week. If you successfully follow them you may be rewarded, if I feel so inclined. But if you fail you will be punished" "For the time being you are to remain silent, unless I have specifically asked you a question. And you are to refer to me as Ma'am. Is that clear Nicole?" "Yes Ma'am" I replied. "Good. You have 30 mins to take a shower and get dressed for dinner. Everything has been laid out for you in the bedroom" "Do not be late!".

When I walked into the bedroom, there were no clothes to be found. The only items visible appeared to have been carelessly tossed on the bed: - a pair of hand cuffs (no key), - a butt plug and - a blindfold. Oh and a pair of very high and very uncomfortable stiletto heels. But Georgina said "get dressed" I thought to myself? I started to panic. She didn't say anything about cuffs and plugs. What if I got it wrong? The embarrassment if I put these on by mistake. Maybe the clothes were somewhere else? I now only had 25 minutes left. I searched through the closet which was full of expensive business attire, and then the drawers, with some exquisite lingerie, which I confess distracted me for a second, but they clearly all belonged to Georgina. They had not been "laid out" for me. I now only had 20 mins left so resolved to dive into the shower and try to think this through. After quickly drying myself off, and with only 5 minutes to spare, I decided to take the plunge. I plucked up the courage to inset the plug (I had seen some lube in the bathroom), put on the blindfold and secure my hands behind my back, before gingerly walking back to the hall way.

"You have not disappointed me Nicole, and I may reward you for that later. But I can assure you that there will be other, much more demanding challenges ahead!" I felt so vulnerable standing there naked, yet extremely excited. I could sense Georgina walking round me, appraising me slowly and silently, desperately hoping that she liked what she saw. All of a sudden she grabbed my nipples. Arghh!! And with a sharp intake of breath, Georgina knew everything she wanted to know about how sensitive they were. "Good... I'm going to enjoy playing with these" she said.  

She pull upward hard, until I was standing on the tips of my toes and she held me there painfully. "I'm not oblivious to your suffering, I'm revelling in it, and I want you to welcome it" she said before delivering a stinging slap to each breast. Then it was back to the nipples, this time she twisted them savagely, and again lifting me almost off my feet. Grabbing me by the hair she then forced me to bend over while she begin an assault on my bottom with her bare hands. I endured hit after hit after painful hit you through gritted teeth as I felt the heat radiating from my skin. While I didn't necessarily enjoy the sensation, I was warming to it, as was my pussy. I was revelling in my submissiveness and now wanted to please her. I could feel the excitement of the unknown build!

She finally pull me back up again and slide her fingers, uninvited, into my pussy. "My God you're wet!" she said. And I could once again feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment. That even after such an assault I was actually turned on. She tells me that I'm a slut before forcing me to my knees in front of her. "Remember your job is to please me" was all she said as she removed my blindfold. After a moment of hesitant I lifted up her skirt and began to kiss her, At first on her thighs before moving up with the tip of my tongue to her panties. I loved to be teased like this and was in no rush. I just hoped it had the same effect on her. I gently rubbed my nose up and down the front and I could smell her arousal. Then I pulled them down. Oh the taste!

I devoured her juices, back and forth in and out with my tongue. It was divine. And judging by the look on Georgina's face, I had found the spot! She eventually grabbed hold of my hair for leverage and held me there. Her grip tightened and I could feel myself starting to panic. I couldn't breath and I looked up pleadingly. But still Georgina maintained a vice like grip. Just before I thought I would pass out she screamed in orgasmic bliss and loosened her hold. I instinctively pulled back and gulp in air. With composure restored she lifted me back to my feet, put the blindfold back on and instructed to stand there in silence.

The food she had ordered earlier arrived, and I could hear her open the door to collect. I stood there exposed for all to see... naked and cuffed while she paid the delivery driver. I was mortified and humiliated yet, I admit, excited!. Whatever she ordered smelt delicious and I was reminded that I hadn't eaten all day. I was ravenous! "I think we need some rice with this" she said, somewhat confusingly.

She once again removed my blindfold, brought me over to the table and then sprinkled rice grains on to the hardwood floor. I had to kneel down on them while we ate. Worst still she attached a pair of clamps to my nipples, with a cruel twist. The clamps were fastened by an elastic band to a ring at the bottom of the table leg. If I stayed bent over, I was fine. But in order to eat, I needed to straighten up. "I have no intention of making this easy for you" she said, And as she fed me slowly, mouthful by mouthful, I felt the full impact of my predicament! Clearly Georgina was in no rush! When finally finished, she feigned sympathy by removing the clamps and massaging my nipples. I let out a muffled yelp of pain as the blood flow returned!

Georgina then stood up and walked into the bathroom. I was instructed to follow. She sat down and emptied her bladder while I stood there. It felt very wrong, so personal. I would never allow anyone to watch me peeing. But of course Georgina was just using this as a segue into her next instruction. "Let me tell you some more about bathroom protocol. While you are staying with me you are to leave the door open at all times. Furthermore whenever I, or any of my guests, go to the bathroom you are to offer up your cleaning services. So get to it girl" Without further ado I then leaned forward, as best I could, put my face between her thighs and proceeded to give Georgina a thorough clean with my tongue.

Now it was time for her entertainment. After unlocking my cuffs she said. "Take the plug out, go and clean yourself up and come straight back out" Georgina was sitting comfortably on the sofa, with a glass of chilled wine, when I returned. By her side was a dildo. She instructed me to lie down on the table in front of her, my legs spread wide. "I want you to play with your self and I want you to show me how wet your pussy is. Do not stop until I tell you, but under no circumstances whatsoever are you to cum. If you feel you are getting close then you must slow down or change focus".

And so the show began. I moved my fingers up and down my glistening lips, before inserting one, then two fingers into my pussy. At one point she asked me to smear the juices over my face. Then back to the self pleasuring. It didn't take long before my breathing became laboured. I revelled in being an exhibitionist, but felt distracted because I could feel the tell tale signs building. I became more and more aroused. "Can I please cum?" I plead "No" was her simple response I asked the same question over and over and each time she said "no". At one point I almost tipped myself self over the edge and somehow managed to stifle my impending orgasm. Maddeningly so. That just built my frustration!

Georgina eventually told me to stop. She stood up and walked over to me, my legs still splayed in a most unladylike fashion in front of her. She gently rubbed her fingers over my soaking wet pussy, almost absentmindedly, lulling me into a false sense of security. Then abruptly, and catching me completely off guard, she delivered a hard slap with her bare hand. Then another and another.

I tried move to the side to protect myself but she instructed me to stay still and keep my legs wide open. She reminded me that I was there to entertain her and that my own feelings were of no consequence. She hit me hard a few more times for good measure. My pussy was now looking very red and swollen.

Eventually she picked up the dildo, pushed it deep inside me, to cover it in my juices and then then handed it back. "Now let's continue with the show. I want you to get on all fours and fuck yourself hard in the ass. Do not stop until a tell you". The dildo slid in with ease and very soon I had a rapid tempo going. I had little experience with anal play but the exhibitionist in me just took over. I could tell that Georgina was getting really turned on watching me and that was all the encouragement I needed.

In no time I was told to get back between her legs and pleasure her. The sight of this beautiful, confident woman losing her composure while another orgasm ripped through her body brought me so much joy, that I wanted to capture that moment forever. But while I adored pleasing, I still hadn't had any sort of release myself and was feeling increasingly frustrated. She of course knew this, but chose to completely ignore my desires. At that point she simply suggested we sat down and watch a movie together. As if everything we had been doing for the last hour was nothing more then a catch up between friends. We just cuddled up and put on a movie "Anyone But You" (I think she had a crush on Sydney Sweeney!).

Eventually she said it was time to retire for the night. While I had enjoyed the warmth of her embrace during the movie and felt increasingly close to her, I was brought back down to earth with a bump! As we entered the bedroom, I noticed leather shackles at the foot of the bed. I was to be bound hand and foot. Loose enough to move around and maybe get into a position comfortable enough to sleep, but not so loose that I could reach down to my pussy and give myself the relief I was craving!

What on earth awaited me tomorrow I wondered?