Completing his assignment

I just received the writing below. It's from a new slave who I'm working with to expand his boundaries. This gives a slave's perspective of both the negotiation process and our play time. It has not been edited.

"What if She never responds to my inquiry? What if She doesn't find me worthy Her time and attention? Did I answer all of the questions to Her satisfaction?" These are some of the questions I was asking myself after submitting the online application through Mistress Natalya's website. I really desired to serve Her the very first moment I saw Her pictures and read through Her website.

Some time later I was honored with a response from Mistress Natalya. She asked me further questions and also informed me of a protocol She requires of all new slaves. Before I could hope to session with Her, I had to pass a screening process consisting of email communication and a meeting in a public place. I found the process very educating. I learned a lot from this truly professional Disciplinarian through our email correspondence, including some things about myself. Even before I had the pleasure of meeting with Her face to face, I felt very intimidated by Her strong and very demanding personality. She was able to get me to confess all my desires, and to tell Her all the information She wanted to know about me. I also felt like I got to know Her during the process. I was really looking forward to our initial meeting.

That day finally arrived. I was very nervous and uncertain of how things would go. I was amazed when I saw this beautiful Woman with my own eyes. The feeling of intimidation that I had during our email communication only intensified when I was sitting in front of Her. Her sharp eyes were piercing through my skin as She could read my thoughts and my soul. I felt like I was melting and didn't know where to lay my eyes as looking directly into Hers seemed too dangerous. The words coming out through Her pretty lips sounded like firm commands, even during the moments we were talking about coffee or restaurant food. Mistress Natalya didn't even try to scare or intimidate me, but I just couldn't help this feeling while being around Her. She is a natural Female Supremacist and Disciplinarian, and I could sense it very intensively throughout the entire time I was with Her.

I was so happy when Mistress Natalya informed me later She would allow me to have a session with Her. The time between our meeting in the cafe and the first session was filled with anticipation and high anxiety on my part. At all times, I could hear Her voice in my head as She was talking about different aspects of BDSM, discipline, and humiliation. As the day of the session was approaching, I was feeling more and more nervous, and I was wondering what would happen to me in the hands of this strict beautiful Woman.

The day and the hour have finally arrived. I again couldn't believe my own eyes when I saw Mistress Natalya as She opened the door of the dungeon. Her outfit was a mixture of the old-fashioned taste of a strict Disciplinarian combined with sexuality and provocation: a black skirt at about knee length, a white not fully buttoned shirt, black high heel shoes, and stockings, each with a black stripe rising at the back. Even before Mistress Natalya spoke Her first words, I could smell discipline in the air; a punishment seemed unavoidable.

It was immediately made obvious to me why I was there. I was ordered to strip and to place my belonging in a basket. As Mistress Natalya took some of the clothing off me, She then conducted a very humiliating inspection of my body, including my ears, mouth, and most private parts as well. Mistress Natalya very quickly proceeded to the punishment. I was first disciplined in a standing position with my legs apart and my hands spread above my head. She combined it with one of my biggest weaknesses - nipple torture. Her metal devices were painfully tightening on my nipples in between the lashes She was administering to my body. As Mistress Natalya informed me at some point, the clamps eventually had to come off. It wasn't, however, in the way I was hoping. When She pulled the chain joining the clamps, I fell to the ground in agony.

Before I was ordered on a spanking bench, Mistress Natalya used a rope to make multiple knots along my body and to bind my hands behind my back. I couldn't believe how skillful Her beautiful hands were, working with the rope. A few times I dared to look at Mistress Natalya's eyes - She looked back at me with the same sharp eyes that intimidated me the first time I met with Her. She never smiled to me; She kept threatening me with Her dangerous cold eyes. When I was secured on the bench, the second - more intense phase of the beating began. A single tail whip and a cane left the biggest impact on my body and on my mind. Mistress Natalya purposely tied my hands in such a way that I had small room for movement. That was to see if I could control myself. I wasn't doing too well. Struggling in pain, my hands were wondering with attempts to cover my bottom cheeks and my fingers were whipped a few times. Mistress Natalya made it clear to me at the end that the severity of my punishment was far from the level that would satisfy Her. I realized that and had no choice but to acknowledge and accept the fact that during our next encounter my limits would be pushed much further.

It took me a good amount of time to return to my normal state of mind afterwards. My experience with Mistress Natalya had a huge impact on me and I know that things will not be the same as they were before I met Her. Our relationship will shape me into a male being of Her satisfaction, no matter how demanding, unpleasant and painful this might turn out to be for me. But I am ready and happy to please Her and take whatever She sees fit and appropriate for me. Thank You Mistress Natalya!