The domme’s apprentice

It all started with a simple email in which Erika asked the following:

Mistress Anna

Before I ask for your help, I wanted to say I’m a big fan of your work and your video’s. Your professional attitude in what you do is what convinced me in contacting you.

My name is Erika. I’m twenty-four years old and I’ve been in a strong relation with another girl my age for over three years now. Her name is Sophie. Early on in our relationship we’ve discovered each other’s interest in BDSM. We have experimented together, spending plenty of time across each other’s knees, just like the women in your videos. As things progressed, we started to fall into more specific roles, where I would more often be the one dominating, while my girlfriend would submit.

My girlfriend is the one who showed me your video’s for the first time. Video’s in which such spankings aren’t just part of a sexual experience, but a lifestyle encompassing discipline. We have discussed making the step from fun to discipline a lot, but we feel insecure as how this would influence our relationship and how to make that first step. This is why I hoped you could help us. Perhaps you could share some of your knowledge and give us some tips on how to move forward with such a relationship.

Kind regards
Erika

She had sent this email just a week ago. Mistress Anna had answered not two days later. Her answer had been short, but had included an invitation to come meet her in person and talk face to face about their desires. This is why Erika and her girlfriend Sophie – whom Anna had explicitly said should attend as well – drove up the lane to the front door of the large mansion where mistress Anna lived.
Nervously the two girls walked up the short flight of stairs to the large double doors. Mistress Anna opened these shortly after they rang the bell. She looked just like in her video’s: her hair was put up with not a strand out of place, her make-up was subtle and accentuated her face, her dress hugged her body and was almost short enough to reveal the lace at the top of her stockings. In short, she was beautiful. Her broad smile made the girls immediately feel welcome when she invited them in and led them to the sitting room. When Erika recognized the room from several of the video’s she’d watched, she realized many of Mistress Anna’s films were recorded in her own home. The realization woke the butterflies in her stomach. A quick look at Sophie told her she recognized the space as well, she was blushing deeply, they had probably both fantasized visiting this room and its owner, but for other reasons then just talking.
They sat down on the sofa on which many naughty girls had cried their eyes out as mistress Anna offered them something to drink. Fidgeting and unable to look at each other they waited for her to return.

Still smiling Anna returned to them and placed the drinks on a low table as she sat opposite them in a high-backed wooden chair. “Well then.” She said. “It’s very nice to meet you. I don’t often get a chance to talk to some of my fans.”
“It’s nice to meet you to mistress Anna.” Erika managed to reply, Sophie seemed too shy to talk.
Anna’s smile broadened. “Anna is fine, please. No need to call me mistress, you’re not here for a session after all.”
“No.” Erika replied, as Sophie shook her head.
“Well then. I can see you’re both nervous, so let me do the talking for a bit. I have a couple of questions for you.” She looked at Erika as she asked: “I assume you’re the one who send me that email asking for my help?” Erika nodded. “Then you must be Sophie. Tell me, did you know about the email Erika send me?” Sophie shook her head. “I thought so.” She looked back at Erika. “Why didn’t you tell your friend you were looking for help? In your email you told me you two talked about this before. What did you talk about?”
Erika blushed, mistress Anna was good at making you feel bad about your actions, even though she hadn’t considered it necessary to inform Sophie she was sending that email. “We talked about using discipline in our relationship, about maybe setting some rules for Sophie to follow, things like that.” Erika said. “I told her about the email when you replied, I just didn’t think it was necessary to tell her before in case we got no reply.”
“It seems to me you’ve been talking about the wrong things.” Mistress Anna replied. “Discipline and rules are great, but they are not a whole, more a means to reach an end. What is the goal you wish to reach with these rules?” Without waiting for an answer she looked at Sophie. “How did you feel when you learned Erika had sent such a mail without telling you?”
Sophie looked at Erika and then back at Anna. “Embarrassed.” She answered.
“Of course you felt embarrassed.” Anna agreed. “The most important thing between a sub and her Domme is trust. You should be able to trust her with all of your feelings and secrets.” She looked back at Erika. “Do you think you might have betrayed Sophie’s trust by telling her secret – her interest in BDSM – to a complete stranger on the internet, by sending that email?”
Erika was now blushing as deeply as Sophie was before. She had come here hoping to get some tips on being a better Domme; but instead she started to feel more and more like a misbehaving submissive. “Yes.” She replied, her head held down. “I’m sorry.” She said to Sophie.
Mistress Anna smiled again and clapped her hands. “Very good.” She replied. “It’s important to know Erika that being a Domme doesn’t mean you can’t make mistakes. By apologizing to Sophie you’ve shown to me that you can respect her as a good sub deserves. I think you just made your first step in becoming a good mistress.”

When Anna got up to refill their drinks, Erika and Sophie looked at each other. “I wasn’t really upset you sent that email.” Sophie said.
Erika smiled. “For a moment I was worried mistress Anna was going to spank me for that.” Both girls sat giggling when the mistress returned.
“I see you’re both starting to relax.” She said. “When I read your email Erika, I had an idea, a proposal for you. While it is important for a Domme to respect her sub, and that respect is earned by obedience and willingness to please; it is equally important for the sub to respect her Domme. This respect is a bit harder to earn however.” She looked at Sophie. “Now, I know you’re thinking you already respect your friend. But just wait until she has disciplined you a few times, those feelings might change if she doesn’t act like a proper Domme at those times.” She returned her attention to Erika. “You spoke earlier about setting rules for Sophie. What you actually should be doing is setting rules for he both of you. How can Sophie respect you, if you can’t follow the same strict rules she has to? The difficulty is of course that no one will punish you should you break those rules. It is up to you to have the self-discipline to set a good example and the wisdom to know when the rules can be broken. There are a lot more things like this I could teach you. Being a Domme is a lot more than just being in charge. But it is too much to share or learn in a single afternoon. This is why I was considering the idea of making you my apprentice.” The two girls sat quietly, unsure what exactly was being offered. “I would let you come in person to watch and learn from the sessions with my clients.” Anna explained. “I would perhaps set you assignments to teach you how to act as a proper Domme and as you make progress even let you participate in some of the sessions. What do you think?”
“That would be… interesting.” Erika replied.
“And what do you think?” Anna asked Sophie. “It would mean Erika got to spank other women and might get a few spankings from me herself when her work disappoints me.”
Erika blushed, she hadn’t been told she risked being spanked herself. But Sophie replied before she could complain. “I think I can accept that.” Her friend said. “She is doing it for me after all, but… I want to know all about it, no secrets.”
Mistress Anna smiled her broad smile again. “Great.” She said. “I’ll make her keep a journal in which she must record all her lessons and experiences.” She looked back at Erika. “So, do you want to do this for Sophie, Erika?”
Suddenly Erika felt trapped. The way the request was worded would make it very awkward to decline now. She had started all this and declining now just because she might get spanked herself would seem very selfish. That wasn’t why she agreed however. Whatever the price, she really did wish to learn more about being a Domme and building the perfect relationship with Sophie. From that day on, she would be mistress Anna’s apprentice. Her first lesson? Just a day away.

Erika said nervously on a high stool in the corner of mistress Anna’s sitting room. She had slept little the previous night after their first meeting. She’d been nervous for her first lesson today. She had arrived a few hours earlier. Anna had made her dust the furniture, sweep the floor and refill the fridge with drinks from the basement. Erika had done these tasks as best she could, knowing it was fitting for an apprentice to do such menial tasks. Anna had explained to her that the room should look perfect as it would help put the submissive at ease. A Domme should always seem in control, that included the area she worked and lived in.
When Anna returned to the sitting room she was wearing a new dress. This one was white with a pattern of flowers, it reached halfway to her knees. She had taken her stockings off as well, leaving her legs bare. Erika had always wondered why in some of her video’s she wore such friendly-looking outfits, while in others she was dressed in leather or kinky lingerie. She proposed to ask her about it later. For now, she sat up in attention as the doorbell rang. Anna had timed her arrival perfectly.
Anna went to open the door herself and returned followed by a woman perhaps ten years older than Erika. The woman immediately saw her and blushed. “I’m sorry.” She said. “Am I early?”
Erika blushed in turn, the woman obviously thought she was another of mistress Anna’s clients. Mistress Anna took the woman’s arm and guided her into the room. “It’s ok Samantha, you’re not early. Let me introduce you to Erika.” Erika got off her stool and met them halfway, holding out her hand for Samantha to shake. The woman was obviously confused. “Erika is my apprentice.” Anna explained. “Now, I know you normally want our sessions to be private. But Erika would very much like to watch us so she can learn to be a Domme herself. Do you think that would be okay?”
The woman blushed deeply and Erika suddenly realized there was no camera set up. Apparently not all of mistress Anna’s sessions were filmed and available on the internet. “She will only watch?” Samantha asked.
“Yes.” Anna said firmly. “She will be sitting over there.” She pointed at the stool and Erika returned to her place to sit and watch. “And not do anything else.” It seemed as much a warning for Erika as a reassurance for the woman.
“I guess that’s ok.” Samantha said. “You’ve done so much for me mistress, I would love to do something in return and let your apprentice watch.”
Mistress Anna smiled that big smile of hers. “If you want to help, I’m sure we can teach her a few things today. But first, would you like a drink?”
The woman nodded and Anna left them alone for a moment as she retreated to the kitchen. The two of them looked nervously at each other. The woman was wearing a simple clean shirt and a long sweeping skirt. It seemed the kind of outfit you wore at a family party. You didn’t wear anything too casual or lazy when visiting Anna, not unless you wanted to be in even deeper trouble than you already were. She broke off her stare as Anna returned. “Let me ask you a question before we start Samantha.” Anna said. “What do you think about Erika’s outfit?”
Erika blushed as the woman gave her the same look she had given her before. “It’s okay.” She said. “A bit plain if you ask me… and her shoes are dirty.”
Anna smiled. “Do you think she looks like a Domme?”
The woman shook her head. “No mistress.” Erika blushed, she hadn’t tried to look like a Domme and her shoes had probably gathered dirt from Anna’s basement.
“How old do you think I am, Erika?” Anna asked.
Surprised to be suddenly included in the conversation, Erika hesitated. “Ehm, in your early thirties, mistress?” She gambled.
Anna laughed and looked at the other woman. “Samantha?” She asked.
“You’re forty-two, mistress.” She promptly replied.
“The way you dress and take care of yourself is very important, Erika.” Mistress Anna said. “As a Domme you must look your best all the time, how else can you expect your sub to do the same or wish to please you. Next time you will bring a spare set of clothing that is fitting for a Domme’s apprentice.”
“Yes, mistress.” Erika replied.
“Now.” Anna said turning to Samantha. “I have someone else to scold as well.” The woman blushed visibly.

Erika watched as Samantha sat down in the sofa and Anna sat in the chair opposite her, just like they’d been seated the day before. Anna had actually told her a bit about Samantha before, to explain why she came to these sessions. Samantha was a single mother with three young boys to raise. She worked a full-time job and did extra work in the weekends. It was an enormous task to keep up with her agenda and she often had to fight to stop herself from breaking down completely. Still, there were times when she started to doubt herself, when it all became too much, days when the laundry gathered in piles, the house remained dirty, the dishes remained undone and family dinners were replaced with fast-food ordered over the phone. In those days she contacted mistress Anna. During her sessions, Samantha was finally able to give up control, even for just an afternoon. For a short time, she was not depended on by anyone and she could let her emotions run freely. Mistress Anna would discipline her for her laziness, for her slacking in chores and dodged responsibilities. And when it was over, Samantha could start over with a clean sheet. Today was one of those days.
Erika listened as Samantha told Anna about how things had started to go wrong. Anna replied to her kindly but firm. She supported her and made sure she understood how hard things were for her, but at the same time she was unforgiving when it came to Samantha’s mistakes. Erika started to understand what Anna had said the day before. Discipline alone wasn’t enough, it had a purpose as well.

The conversation had slowly shifted until Samantha was no longer talking, but just listening to Anna’s scolding tone. She was blushing deeply and Erika felt nervous in her stead. She was surprised that when Anna was finished talking, Samantha stood up and started to undress. She had seen many of Anna’s video’s in which the submissive was either just bared at the bottom, half undressed or completely naked. She had expected Anna to be one of the first, her skirt lifted with just her bottom bared. Instead, she undressed completely until she stood stark naked in the middle of the room. Erika could not help but watch her, she had always been fascinated with the female body, even before she knew she didn’t like men. Samantha looked gorgeous naked, with fair skin and soft curves. She wondered if Anna was ever aroused when disciplining her clients.
When Anna turned the chair she was sitting on, the woman blushed and looked at Erika staring at them from her corner of the room. Had she forgotten she was there? The chair had turned so she would have a better view of the spanking Samantha was about to receive.
Mistress Anna sat down and took Samantha’s hand, expecting no complaints against this slight adjustment. Samantha let herself be guided across her lap. Anna truly was in control now.
The spanking started of slowly. Anna used her hand in slow measured smacks, dividing her attention evenly between Samantha’s cheeks. The woman looked down at the floor, accepting her punishment without comment. From her vantage point, Erika could clearly see the impact on her bottom, they were strong smacks, Samantha’s flesh bounced with each of them. Quickly her pale cheeks had colored a light pink as mistress Anna made sure her entire bottom was covered. She did not talk, she’d said everything necessary during her scolding, the only sound was that of the spanking and Samantha’s soft moans and grunts in response as the smacks increased in strength.
When Anna increased her speed, Samantha did not try to hide her discomfort, but squealed and moaned loudly as the pink quickly changed into a soft red. She did not struggle however, as her bottom bounced under mistress Anna’s open palm.

Several minutes had passed when Anna finally ordered Samantha to stand. The woman stood and looked embarrassed at her own feet. Her bottom was bright red and her hair was in disarray. Erika could not see her face. “I think we’ll use the hairbrush today Samantha.” Anna said. “Go get it please.”
Samantha flinched at the order, but obediently moved to the cabinet right next to Erika. As she opened one of its drawers, she could see a large collection of spanking implements before Samantha picked out a heavy wooden hairbrush. She returned to her place across mistress Anna’s lap.
Erika winced at Samantha’s cries as the hairbrush landed across her bottom. She no longer kept docile as she received her spanking, but kicked her feet and threw up her head. her hair flying wild. Each smack landed with a loud thwack as Anna mercilessly peppered her bottom. When Erika caught a glimpse of Samantha’s face, she could see streaks of tears running through her make-up. This must be, Erika thought, what it meant to lose control and let her feelings run freely. The first spanking had just been a warm-up; this was what Samantha had come for. It made her blush realizing she not only willingly accepted this torment, but had sought it out herself. Was this what her friend Sophie wanted from her?

Anna approached her while Samantha stood in the corner of the room. The woman was still naked, her hands rested on her head and her bottom was blazingly red. When she had gotten up from the hairbrush spanking there had been no hiding she had cried, even when she turned her face in embarrassment. Her time in the corner would help her regain control of herself and contemplate the experience, Erika assumed.
“So, what are you thinking?” Anna asked her.
Suddenly Erika felt unsure, she had been engrossed in the experience, she should’ve been paying attention however to what she could learn. She wasn’t sure now what that was. “It looks a lot more intense in reality.” She said, voicing her latest thought.
Mistress Anna smiled. “I’m sure it does. And Samantha is one of my softest clients.”
It was true, Erika thought. She’d seen Anna spank for much longer and harder. Some of the people in her videos would consider such a hairbrush spanking a mere warm-up for what was to come, another difference she’d need to learn. “I actually had a couple of questions I wanted to ask.” She said, remembering the thoughts she had before.
Anna showed her that beautiful smile of hers. “Great. I would’ve been disappointed if you hadn’t. We’ll sit together and discuss everything you learned today after Samantha has left.” She turned around then and told the woman she could leave her spot in the corner and get dressed. After she’d been offered some tissues and she had cleaned her face, Samantha looked up at Erika. To her surprise, the woman was smiling. She quickly dressed, wincing when her skirt touched her sore behind and whimpering softly as she pulled on her panties over her swollen bottom. Still, she kept her smile and talked amicably with Anna. There had been a change to the woman’s demeanor, she seemed happier than before. The session had served its purpose.

Later that evening, Erika sat down with Sophie in the sofa in their small apartment. She’d told her everything she had seen that day, the questions she’d asked of Anna and the answers she’d been given. It surprised her how aroused her friend became the more she told her. Her body language changing obviously, until she was practically rubbing herself against Erika as she continued her story. “Can you spank me like that?” Sophie asked when she was done.
“Not yet.” Erika asked. “Mistress Anna made me promise not to be hasty. She said I shouldn’t try anything myself until she says we’re ready.”
“Please.” Sophie begged, draping herself across Erika’s lap, raising her bottom high.
“No.” Erika repeated, smacking her bottom anyway. “If I’m going to be your Domme, you’ll have to learn to accept when I say no.”
Sophie got up from her lap with a big pout on her face. It took all Erika’s willpower not to rip her clothes off right then and kiss her. “Anna gave me other assignments.” She said. “Like coming up with a list of rules we could use in our relationship.” She smiled. “Let’s do that now, it will be fun.”
“Ok.” Sophie replied, meanwhile slowly taking off her clothes. “One.” She said. “I’m not allowed to wear clothes in our apartment after ten pm.”
Half naked in just her underwear she wriggled on Erika’s lap, grinning from ear to ear. “Hmm, I guess I could enforce that.” Erika said. “Two. We’ll make a list of chores that need to be done before the weekend. If you’ve forgotten, you will have to do those naked as well.”
Sophie meanwhile had taken off her bra and panties as well. Straddling Erika naked she kissed her. “Let’s do the other rules tomorrow.” She said before slipping her tongue between Erika’s lips. “Let’s think of rewards I might get when I’ve been a good girl.”
“I think I already know of one.” Erika replied even as their lips pressed together. She turned and pushed Sophie down on the couch. With her girlfriend laying there naked and willing she no longer had the strength to fight her urges. She leaned down on top of her, tasting the flesh of her breasts, licking and biting her nipples. Slowly she made her way down her belly with kisses. “Let me show you what a good girl can get.” She said as she buried her face between Sophie’s thighs. Her tongue quickly found her clit, stimulating her girlfriend until she screamed in pleasure.
Somehow Sophie’s screams reminded her of Samantha’s. Erika felt a slight stab of guilt. Mistress Anna had told her to keep her arousal separate from her studies as a Domme. Someday she would have to punish Sophie and not mix pleasure with discipline. She was allowed to have sex with her girlfriend of course, but it was obvious that their current state of arousal had originated in her apprenticeship. She wondered whether she should tell mistress Anna about it and what she would do. Those thoughts were cut short luckily, when Sophie helped her out of her clothes so she could return the favor.