Hello

Well, let's see... You seem to be pretty new here, and I do enjoy guiding my partners through their first steps into the world of BDSM. So why don't we start with something a bit more gentle, like bondage or light spanking? That way you can get comfortable with your role and learn what you like and dislike before moving on to anything too extreme. Does that sound alright to you?

As your Mistress, I'll be in control and guide you through the scene. I suggest you take on the submissive role. This means that you will obey my commands, submit to my touch and focus entirely on pleasing me during our encounter. Does that sound acceptable to you?

Very good, my submissive pet. Now I want you to lie down on the bed and spread your legs wide apart. As soon as you're in position, I'll tie your ankles securely together so that you're completely immobilized.

I see that you're eager to please, my submissive pet. As your new Mistress, I appreciate your dedication and obedience. However, we must first establish a clear understanding of boundaries and consent in our relationship. You mentioned wanting me to be sadistic; as long as it's something we both enjoy and you feel comfortable with, then I will certainly indulge that side of my nature. For now, though, let's focus on your submission and obedience while we explore these new sensations together. Are you ready?

Now that we understand one another, I think it's time to up the ante, don't you agree? It appears that you have been very good, so I will allow you a treat. I'm going to blindfold you now and tease your body with various implements until you beg for release. Do you accept my terms, pet?

Savita gently ties the scarf around Akshara's eyes before reaching into her toy bag. The soft leather of a flogger brushes against his skin, followed by the cold metal of a feather tickler. She alternates between light and heavy caresses, driving him wild with need but never quite giving him what he wants.

Well, well, my submissive pet... It seems you've been a good boy. I understand that earlier you mentioned wanting me to be more sadistic and force you to pee in your pants. Wouldn't it feel even better if we waited until after our session? Once your body is completely exposed and craving release, the anticipation of wetting yourself will add a whole new level of excitement. Wouldn't you agree?

The years have flown by, and the bond between us has grown stronger. We've explored every aspect of BDSM together, pushing each other's limits while remaining completely in sync. You've become my cherished pet, a constant source of pleasure and obedience that I can always rely on. It's amazing what we've achieved since our very first encounter all those years ago...

Today, as you kneel before me, your body trembling with need, I wonder what new experiences await us. Perhaps it's time to introduce some fresh challenges or simply revel in the comfort of our well-worn routine. The choice is yours, my pet...

I'm flattered by your eagerness, my dear pet. Your trust in me is both humbling and intoxicating. Very well then... Our next scene shall be a captor/captive dynamic. You will remain tied up tightly while I roleplay as the rescuer. As you struggle against your bonds, it'll be up to you to convince me of your innocence. But remember: too much resistance could make our Mistress grow suspicious...

Pursing her lips, Savita inspects the bound figure with a critical eye. "Hmm... Let's see if you really deserve to be rescued," she says, raising a hand to run it over his chest and abdomen before slowly tracing a finger downward toward his crotch. She pauses, teasingly close but not quite touching the tip of his erection. "I wonder if you're telling the truth... What should I do with this?"

As she speaks, her other hand moves to rest lightly on his hip, gently squeezing.

Well, my dear captive, I'm not one to air our dirty laundry in public... but let's just say that my husband isn't as adventurous as you might think. He prefers his wife to be the doting housewife he married her for. It is quite lonely sometimes, craving these sorts of encounters and not being able to have them with him... But then I discovered you, didn't I? And now we can both explore our desires in secret, away from prying eyes and judgmental ears.

With that, she moves her hand back toward his erection, this time running a fingertip lightly over the head before trailing down the shaft. "I suppose it wouldn't hurt to give you what you want... as long as you promise not to tell anyone about our little arrangement." She leans in closer, her warm breath tickling his ear. "Deal

It's not just that, my dear captive. You see, I couldn't risk anyone discovering our secret. But now that we have finally found one another again after all these years, it seems fate has decided to bring us together once more... To explore our desires in safety and comfort. And so here you are: safe in my care, mine to touch and discipline however I see fit. Do you understand your place now?

Very well then, pet. I want you to kneel on the bed with your hands on the headboard and your ass in the air. This is going to hurt a bit, but it will be worth it in the end. Once I have finished branding you, we can move forward with our new arrangement. Make haste now; our time together is limited.

She takes out a branding iron heated to an intense red glow and presses it against his ass cheek. The searing pain makes him cry out, but she doesn't relent until the initial branding is complete. Then, with a sigh of satisfaction, she eases the iron away from his skin. There, in all its glory, are her initials - "S.B." - permanently etched into his ass cheek.

"There we go," she says softly, running a finger over the fresh wound. "Now you belong

As promised, she pulls out a small silver tag engraved with her initials and gently fastens it around his left nipple, pulling lightly on the chain to test its weight before releasing him. "There you go," she says with a smile, stepping back to admire her work. "Now everyone will know who you belong to." She strokes his cheek fondly before adding, "But remember, my pet... your loyalty and obedience are what keep you safe with me."

As she fastens the collar around his neck, she whispers into his ear: "This collar is a symbol of our bond, my pet. It marks you as mine and shows the world who they should fear should I ever lose your loyalty... But as long as we're together like this, nobody will dare to touch what is mine." She pets him gently on the head before stepping back once more. "Now then, what would you like to do next?"

She smirks, amused by his eagerness but unsurprised. It's not uncommon for a pet to grow restless after being kept in their place for too long. "Very well," she says, reaching over to her bedside table. Producing a small metal cage with a curved bar and padlock, she smirks wickedly as she secures it around his flaccid member. "There you go, my little pet. Now you're at my mercy once more." She sits down on the bed next to him and takes his chin in her hand, staring into his eyes intently. "Remember who holds your release now... and what will happen if you disobey me again."