SAFEWORDS

By meow` with love for Mistress Justine

July 1999

Selena knew that the knock on this strange door was going to change her world.

And she didn’t know if this was even going to work.

Ecstasy.

She remembered the first phonecall, hearing that gorgeous seductive voice on the telephone. A friend of a friend had passed on some phone numbers and Selena finally got the nerve up to phone and left a message on the machine. And that first phone call was unbelievably erotic and persuasive and they ended having talking every few nights for hours and weeks. Until finally this meeting had been suggested to Selena and she jumped at the chance.

She heard footsteps from behind the door and braced herself, trying not to show her nervousness. She was in her mid thirties, tall and of average build, with dyed red hair and large blue eyes. Selena had been intimate with women before, a few brief vanilla encounters when she was younger, and a couple of casual relationships with female submissives in the local scene, always accompanied by her Dom of the time. But now Selena was on her own, without a Master, and she had grown fascinated by this new person in her life and anxiously awaited this meeting.

And all she had was one name: Ecstasy.

Selena had never been dommed by a female before and wasn’t even sure if this was going to work. All of her previous submissive experiences and relationships had been with Doms and Masters involved in the local scene. Some were successful, some not so successful … but Selena had learned a great deal and enjoyed and appreciated her progress. But she knew there was still something missing, something that she had been craving, and she had this inner hope that what she craved would be found in the arms of a dominant woman. But she honestly didn’t know if she could submit to a female, being as she had previously been told that her own headstrong willfulness, likely from a confrontational feminist streak, often made her a difficult fem sub to begin with.

But in her telephone conversations with Ecstasy, Selena had felt the freedom to express herself openly and she had enjoyed the building friendship. In fact, she suspected that the Domme herself had chosen her partly because she was just being herself and comfortable in her own inner strength.

Ecstasy had suggested lunch at her home and Selena had driven the 40 minute drive on her Honda 750 Shadow motorcycle, along the expressway, following the instructions carefully ensuring to be on time. She arrived to park in the driveway of an inconspicuous bungalow on a corner lot on a quiet city street, trees shading the front yard of the grey brick home.

Selena could feel her heart throbbing as the door opened and she smiled brightly into the face of a lovely woman, about the same age as herself.

"Hello Selena, so wonderful to finally meet you, pet!"

And with that, Selena walked through the doorway and followed the woman into the front hall.

"Here, pet, let me take your coat."

Selena took off the leather riding jacket and handed it to the other woman who hung it on a coat tree. Selena folded her hands together nervously, standing before the other woman, her deep blue eyes big and wide taking in her new surroundings.

"Here, let me have a look at you, pet." The beautiful woman smiled, taking Selena’s hands in her own warm hands, the long slender fingers softly stroking at Selena’s palms. She smiled, her white teeth highlighting her own green eyes and long blonde hair.

"You may call me Mistress, Ma’am or Ms. E, which ever you wish, pet."

Selena nodded, still unable to find her voice in the presence of this self-assured beauty in front of her. She knew that the other woman had guessed her shyness because she continued to smile warmly at Selena. She also wondered still how this was going to work, as she watched this beautiful woman in front of her, her first Domme.

"Hold out your wrists, my dear."

Selena’s pulse quickened, at that familiar request, and without any thought, she held out her hands. Within seconds, a pair of handcuffs had been quickly snapped onto Selena’s wrists and the young girl gazed at the shiny metal, slightly pulling instinctively on the chain linking them together.

"Now take your clothes off, dear, please."

Selena did not move, still not having made a sound as she stood in the quiet hallway, and she gave a puzzling look to the other woman.

Ms. E looked back and smiled gently.

"I don’t usually ask twice, pet."

Selena’s fingers slowly undid the zipper at the front of her tight black jeans, her wrists still uncomfortably linked together, and the jeans fell to the floor, quickly followed by her underpants. The shoes were pulled off easily and then she stood awkwardly, her wrists still linked and unable to take off her shirt.

The Domme smiled, as if she knew this moment would come, and leaned forward to undo one of the cuffs. Selena quickly took off her shirt and bra and then realized that the Domme was standing in front of her patiently waiting to relink the cuffs together.

Selena was now standing naked in front of the Domme and her hands cuffed together, her long red hair curling over her shoulders, feeling very self-conscious now and aware of sudden vulnerability.

She followed the Domme into the living room where they sat and spent the next twenty minutes having a very casual and friendly conversation, much like their previous telephone conversations, accompanied by tea and little sandwiches. At one point, Selena almost forgot that she was sitting naked and handcuffed in a stranger’s livingroom and was smiling and laughing impishly as the trust and friendship continued to build.

Finally Ms. E stood up and motioned to Selena to follow her. They both stopped at the doorway where the Domme turned and held out the small cuff key.

"You need to just remember three words, ok pet?"

Selena nodded, listening.

"Red is what you must say if you are pushed too far and want our play to stop. I will stop it immediately, get you out of whatever situation you find yourself and we will talk about it later."

Selena nods again.

"Yellow is if you want the play to slow down for any reason, maybe to get a drink of water or you just want it to keep going but not have the intensity increased at that time." The Domme paused and looking at her new young submissive. "White is for when you are about to have an orgasm for which you do not have permission. This is very important that you warn me if this is about to occur. Yes?"

"Yes, I agree."

Selena held out her cuffed wrists and one cuff was unlocked and then she found the Domme standing behind her gently pulling her wrists together behind her back. She then resumed following behind Ms. E to what appeared to be a small bedroom. The room however was empty of furniture except for two small tables, one in the middle of the room and one at the side.

Ms. E reached over to the table at the side of the room for a thick black collar and put it on Selena’s neck. She then attached a chain to the collar and led Selena over to a solid metal hook protruding at about five feet off the ground out of the wall. Selena almost opened her mouth in protest as the Domme attached the chain to the wall, turned on her heel and left the room.

She stood there, attached by a collar and chain to the wall, her wrists fastened securely behind her back, naked and growing chilly, losing track of the time. And she realized, the longer she stood there, vulnerable and in this bondage, she had immediately accepted her submissiveness to this new dominant individual. Not talking out loud in protest was a gentle beginning to try and please Ms. E.

Finally as time wore on, Selena’s hands and arms began to tire and her skin was growing chilled and she began to worry about when she would be released from the chain and hook. What would she feel if someone else walked into the room and found her naked woman cuffed and chained to a wall?

She closed her eyes, and leaned her head against the wall, becoming tired, her neck sore from the slight pull of the chain. And then suddenly she felt the release of the chain and she opened her eyes to see the gentle smile of Ms. E standing before her.

She was led out of that room and down the hall until they reached a larger room at the end of the hall. This was obviously the main bedroom with a large bed against one long wall facing a big window. Selena’s hands were still cuffed behind her back and she was led to kneel at the end of the bed. Ms. E sat on the end of the bed, wearing a blouse and skirt and she quickly hitched up her skirt and spread her legs wide to show Selena a beautifully tanned cunt. Ms. E tugged on the leash and Selena leaned forward and began to lick and suck between the Domme’s legs, sucking and tonguing her clit. Ms. E leaned back and enjoyed Selena’s ministrations with her mouth until finally the Domme closed her eyes, tensed up and then orgasmed on her new sub’s mouth. Ms. E remained laying down on the bed, breathing hard now and Selena continued to kneel on the floor, waiting for more direction.

Finally Ms. E rose to her feet and pulled the girl on her leash to the side of the bed. She quickly uncuffed Selena’s hands from behind her back and directed her to lay on her back on the bed. Selena’s hands were chained to the top of the bed, her ankles to the bottom of the bed and then leg cuffs attached to just below her knees to spread her legs and hold them apart. Selena’s eyes were blindfolded and her neck collar was again chained to a hook in the headboard of the bed.

Selena felt the tip of the flogger stroking her softly first before it struck her on the inner side of her leg and then she felt the kiss of the flogger on her cunt, stomach, breasts and legs, increasing in intensity. Ms. E then switched to a crop and Selena felt the strokes interchanging from teasing her clit to hard. She cried out as the intensity built and she was soaked and moaning on the bed. A few minutes later she felt those long slender fingers that she had noticed proding between her legs. The Dommed teased and tormented her clit and then Selena felt the cold greeting of a vibrator. Selena moaned and tried to squirm in the restraints and Ms. E increased the tension on her clit.

Selena moaned, "Oh, may I cum please?"

Ms. E smiled grimly. "No, not just yet, girl. And you have to use my name."

Selena’s head rose in protest but she couldn’t see the other woman because of the blindfold. Her glorious voice and her touch were seducing her. But she still didn’t know if she could obey a Domme.

Ms. E began to stroke and curl her fingers into Selena’s cunt. Selena tried to stay still but began to groan louder as she felt first the cold lubricant against her skin and then one, then two and three and finally four fingers pushing deep inside her. She is nearly screaming when she feels Ms. E’s thumb poking at the soaked opening and she almost screams out "white" and then remembers in time what the Domme really wanted.

"Please Mistress, may I cum ….. please?"

"Yes, pet, you may cum."

Selena cascaded over the edge, cumming into the Domme’s hand, crying and screaming, her body shaking hard now. Ms. E reaches over with her other hand and holds Selena tightly, feeling the girl’s body throbbing and quivering around her fist deep inside.

Finally Selena’s tears are wiped, her face kissed and stroked and she is uncuffed from the bed and gently cleaned with a soft towel. Ms. E directs the submissive to another door, where there is a large bathroom and shower. Selena has a quick shower, her body still throbbing under the hard pelt of hot water and then she towels herself dry. She notices that her clothes had been brought from the front hall and reaches for them when she spies a small box on the top of the folded clothes.

Selena opens the small box and inside is a small gold chain, a simple house key and a note which read: ….

"The chain is for your neck, to daily remind you that you now belong to me and the key is for the door to my home. The next time I call for you, you will let yourself in, prepare yourself as you did when you first entered my home, naked and waiting in my front hall, to be ready for me."

When Selena left the bathroom, Ms. E was nowhere to be found in the bedroom or the livingroom or anywhere else in the home for that matter.

Selena let herself out of the house, already anxious for the time when she could return.

July, 1999

For Mistress Justine, with love from meow`