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The First Scene I Ever Played
By Michael Prince
The first you ever did a scene should be a very memorable experience. After the scene in our parlance you are no longer a "Virgin." Naturally until you experience that first time you are considered a "Virgin." Your first scene is like you first kiss, your first sexual contact. It becomes a permanent part of you life. Hopefully it is a happy memory that has catapulted you forward in to explore and fulfill you fantasies in real time. My account of my first is to be found in the following paragraphs.

My first encounter with a "Mistress" was with Mistress Evita. It started out to be a very normal, even mundane meeting, but turned out in the end to be nothing less than mind boggling. I walked into the Hellfire Club on a quiet Thursday night in early November. I was a complete "Virgin" to the scene having only played a little bit privately. All I knew was I liked to receive pain applied by a beautiful woman. I had no idea about Domination or Submission or for that matter what a Mistress really was all about Little did I know as I walked down those steps that I was going to pass into an unknown world that through Mistress Evita was going to be revealed to me very quickly.

Behind the bar was a gorgeous Hispanic lady with a quiet demeanor alluring eyes and a very disarming smile. I said hello, ordered a Diet Coke, and she introduced herself as Mistress Evita. As we started to talk, she remarked that she hadn't remembered seeing me in the club. I explained that I was completely new to the scene and had never been in an S&M Club. A beaming smile came across her face and she remarked then you're a "Virgin." For a second I looked at her inquiringly because the term "Virgin" as she used it and what at that time I knew it to be didn't seem to match up. The look on my face bought a giggle or laugh and a quick reply; virgin means you're a total "beginner." With that she asked someone if she could watch the bar while she showed me around the club.
She immediately started for the back room of Hellfire known as "Heaven." I must have hesitated for a second; she stopped at the door, and waited for me. When I caught up to her at the door I noticed she had quite a collection of toys hung over her shoulder secured to a leather belt. By toys I mean, to all those virgins reading this; leather floggers, leather paddles and other assorted whips etc. As I was looking over her toys she simply asked me if I wanted to "play." Another dumb look from me, another smile from her and she asked me if I wanted to do a scene. I said yes adding I really don't know what I can take never having done a scene. I told her I had been spanked, paddled and whipped. She replied; "That's a start but now we can find out what you are really all about. "It should be interesting." Then she told me about safe words to stop the scene if I was becoming totally overwhelmed or words, which might cause her to lighten up the intensity of the play.

Then her demeanor changed immediately as she informed me, "From this moment on you are totally under my control. You will do anything I tell you to without hesitation or question. Do not look into my eyes keep your head down, and follow me." We reached a spot, which had ring bolts secured into the wall. At this point I was ordered to strip naked and don't take all day. I replied yes, as to convey an understanding of the instructions and my willingness to reply. Mistress Evita's response was stern: "Don't speak unless I ask you to, furthermore if you do speak it is necessary to end off or begin your statement with Mistress Evita. I demand respect from submissives and have many interesting ways of making sure I get it." With that, she kept pushing me along verbally as to keep me off balance by disrupting my normal pace.

The next thing I realized was that I was now tied and secured to the wall. It was at this point in time the full realization that in fact Mistress Evita was in complete control came to me. I wasn't going anywhere, she was behind me and those whips and floggers can make a very good case for control even to a virgin. The next thing she told me was to look straight at the wall and not to turn my head. I then felt her caress my naked body with both her hands and her beautiful body. She then told me "When I do this, you are to say; "Thank you, Mistress." If you don't show gratitude I will not touch you. "Do you understand," was her next remark. Yes thank you Mistress was my reply. "Good you're beginning to learn." She then proceeded to slap my bare ass first lightly and then progressively harder until her slaps were going right though me, generating deep and heavy pain. I was really surprised to find such a petite lady could pack such a wallop with just her hand. I have come to know Mistress Evita's hands are extremely formidable and can inflict as much if not more pain than many of her more sophisticated toys. The slaps to my bear ass were by now generating red-hot pain and my body was beginning to move involuntarily with each slap. At this point she stopped and started caressing my red-hot bottom with both her hands and her body. As I started getting into this sensation she shot back at me "What? No gratitude?" My mind snapped back into this time and space, remembering her instructions; I blurted out a quick, but somewhat feeble, "Thank you, Mistress." Too late was her reply as she had already stopped caressing me.

A cracking sound of leather with a feeling a searing pain was my next sensation followed by a number of equally severe blows in what seemed rapid succession. The burning pain from my ass flowed through my whole body right into my eyes. Just at the point that I felt it might take more than I had to continue she stopped. Every sensation I had now seemed to be magnified as result of an adrenaline rush. I had lost track of just about everything but Mistress Evita, my body, and the pain. They were all bound together in a remarkable unity I had never previously felt in my life. I have now understood this is the bonding between the top and the bottom, which is the essence of a good scene. This separates the true Mistresses and tops from those who frequent the fetish shops who have the look but not the spiritual strength.

Mistress Evita again caressed me with her beautiful shapely body. The feeling goes beyond erotic or sexual. It is a psychic and spiritual energy, which must be actually felt to be appreciated. Next I recall she was gently whispering in my ear saying how are we doing I hope I am not losing you because I still want to take you where you have never been before. I nodded I was okay. Next she started working my back very slowly at first and lightly with a flogger. Her blows, as to my bottom, became progressively harder. Then she struck several blows that knocked the wind out of me and sent me spinning in the universe. At this point I really questioned myself as to how much more I could take she stopped. She caressed me again with her hands her body and a piece of fur. The pain and caressing left me with little doubt that I had discovered Mistress Evita and a whole new world. When she untied me, I was ordered to kneel and kiss her feet. After kissing her feet she told me to rise. I was informed there was a lot for me to learn, but for a beginner's first time. I had done well.

Thus ended my first encounter with Mistress Evita. I have been fortunate enough for her to take me on as her submissive. Since this first encounter I have learned a great deal from Mistress Evita, I have been fortunate enough to be taken to many heights since that first night.

This is a true story, which I had written oh about six months after first meeting and playing with Mistress Evita. I hope this gives others the inspiration to write about their first scene. This way all the novices can see that everyone no matter how long time a player, they are had a first time too. This will hopefully give new players the desire to explore their own fantasies in real time just as I did mine.



Other items by Michael Prince:
Stories: Trampling as a Group Effort
Stories: Okay Leave The Fucking Pants On

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