I am 35 years old British man. I have been interested in BDSM and fetishes pretty much my whole life. I have also been rather cautious to share those thoughts of mine with anybody – friends or girlfriends. A while back in the day I stumbled across Mistress Emma’s website and I was drawn to it. Once I find it, I studied it, every word she says, every photo, every story. I could see myself in her studio, I could imagine myself in the shoes of her slaves in her stories…

It become somewhat of an obsession of mine. I visited that website every day for about 6 months before I finally decided to acquire an online session. Of course, not knowing any better, I send rather long WhatsApp messages, detailing my description, my fantasies, my desires, and of course my willingness to serve her online first, then who knows, maybe one day live as well.

She responded within an hour, letting me know I could have the session later the same day. I was over the moon. We booked it and from that point, up until we met online, I showered and shaved, changed my suit and tie 2 polished, and put on my shoes, and yet, somehow, I manage to show up entirely unprepared once She called.

I drove all the way up to my office, so I can get myself all the privacy I needed. And then at 21:00 Mistress, Emma called. She looked stunning. Bloody red latex dress, hair up in a strict ponytail, smokie eyes, lips bloody red, to match her dress. She was sitting on her throne and I could see the open fire playing a game of shadows all over her face. My goddess was stunning, way better than what I saw in her pics. She has that flame in her eyes, and you notice right away.

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