The first time I met Her
by sub 
sub meets Dom for the first time


     i knocked on the door of Her apartment, frightened but eager to 
meet the enigmatic Dom for the first time.  As instructed, i was attired 
simply: jeans, t-shirt, sneakers.  A deep but feminine voice came from 
behind the door.  "Come in, little sub," She said.  i opened the door 
and took a few steps into the dark room.  Before my eyes could adjust to 
the darkness i was shoved from behind and landed in a heap on the 
carpeted floor.  Instinctively i rolled over to see who had pushed me.  
The lights came on and there She stood, Dom, the Woman of my deepest 
desires. 
     She was a tall Woman, about 5'9", maybe a bit more, Her height 
accentuated by the high- heeled black leather boots that She wore.  Her 
matching black leather skirt hid little of Her tanned, muscular thighs, 
since it was very short.  A heavy black belt was loosely fastened around 
Her waist, hanging low so that it covered little of Her obviously well-
developed abdominal muscles.  The cropped tank top that She wore barely 
covered Her beautifully rounded breasts, and revealed Her wide, powerful 
shoulders and impressively muscled arms.  She wore black, half- fingered 
gloves on Her perfectly manicured hands.  At the apex of this statuesque 
physique was the face of a dark Goddess, cruel and beautiful.  Her dark 
hair was tied back, and a smile of amused contempt played about Her red 
lips.  Without speaking She reached down and grabbed me by the hair and 
pulled me to my feet.  Once i was standing She pulled my head down next 
to Her hip and started walking, towing me along with Her.  i could smell 
the leather of Her skirt as i awkwardly shuffled at Her side.  She led 
me to another room where there were mats on the floor, and pulled me 
roughly up against Her mighty chest so that i was forced to look up at 
Her frowning, beautiful face.  She spoke: "We are going to wrestle 
before I let you serve Me, slut, and I want a decent workout.  If you 
fail Me, as you have so often, I may not permit you to serve me at all."  
She released my hair and pushed me a few steps away.  "Get out of those 
clothes," She commanded. 
     "Yes, Glorious Dom," i replied, and began removing my garments, 
trying to think of a way that i could provide some competition for this 
powerful Amazon.  As i undressed She explained the rules of our 
wrestling bout: "We will wrestle a best-2-out-of-3 falls, sub.  A fall 
may be won by either pin or submission, but only one fall may be won by 
submission.  Do you understand, stupid?" 
     "i understand, Your Highness," i said. 
     "Good," She said, "Because that means that in a few minutes you'll 
be begging Me to pin you, to end the agony of the painful holds I'll 
apply.  And, of course, because after I've beaten you I might allow you 
to amuse Me in gentler ways."  i had just finishing removing my clothes 
when She said, "If you're ready now, wimp, I think we'll begin with a 
traditional test of strength.  I'll give you a chance, though.  you use 
two hands.  I'll only use one."  She held out Her left hand, palm toward 
me, fingers spread, and rested Her other hand on Her hip.  i carefully 
slid the fingers of my right hand between those She had extended, and 
completed my two-hand grip with my left.  i braced myself for the 
struggle, and was as ready as possible when She said, "Begin." 
     i tensed, then leaned my weight into the resistance of Her hand.  
With all my strength i strove to bend Her wrist backwards, to 
demonstrate that i was, perhaps, not so completely helpless as She 
seemed to think.  i needn't have bothered.  While i strained, teeth 
clenched with effort, She seemed to remain as perfectly relaxed as if we 
were merely holding hands.  After a minute or two of this uneven contest 
She flexed Her right bicep, displaying its high, rounded peak.  She 
smiled at the look of fear and amazement that appeared, turned Her head 
to the side to look with satisfaction at the flexed symbol of Her power, 
then turned back to me, an even wider smile crossing Her lips.  "The 
pain begins now," She said. 
     Without the slightest indication of effort, She bent my wrists back 
as if they were as yielding as two blades of grass.  She brought Her 
hand downward, forcing me to follow.  i cried out with pain as my knees 
hit the floor.  She held me in this position for several moments, slowly 
increasing the pressure on my wrists, forcing me to bow before Her 
might.  As the pain mounted, i realized that this was no 'test of 
strength' at all, but was simply a demonstration of Hers.  i thrashed 
about in an effort to pull away but was barely able to move Her arm, let 
alone cause Her to release Her iron grip.  She reached down with Her 
right hand and pulled my left hand free, then simply turned Her left 
hand, easily flipping me onto my belly.  Or almost on my belly-actually 
i hung from Her grasp with only my legs and part of my torso touching 
the floor.  She carefully placed the heel of Her boot on my shoulder and 
pushed down with just a fraction of Her strength, sending searing pain 
through my shoulder, arm, and upper back.  "Aaaggh!" i cried, "i give 
up! I give up!" 
     "Say, 'i submit'," She growled, increasing the pressure. 
     "i submit!  I submit!  Please, please stop!" i yelled. 
     She twisted my arm just a bit more and demanded, "Say, 'i submit to 
Your superior strength, Magnificent Dom'." 
     "i submit to Your superior strength, Magnificent Dom," i gasped, 
nearly in tears.  "Please, please, Your Highness, please, Beautiful Dom, 
please stop!  i'll do anything You say, please, Mighty Dom, please!" 
     She paused reflectively for a moment then said, quietly, "Bark for 
Me, sub." 
     "Arf, arf!" i barked obediently, "arf, arf!"                
     She threw back Her head and laughed out loud.  "Good little puppy," 
She said, still chuckling.  "Now, lick My boot and I might let you up." 
     i craned my neck around and stuck out my tongue toward the nearest 
part of Her boot, the sole.  Stretched as far as i could, the tip of my 
tongue was still inches from Her boot.  "Please, Highness, i can't reach 
it," i whined. 
     "That's right slut," She said, "so beg for it.  Beg to lick My 
boot." 
     "Please, Glorious Dom, please, i beg of You, please let me lick 
Your boot," i whimpered, "please, Your Majesty, permit me to worship 
Your beautiful boot.  i know i don't deserve it, Highness, but please, 
please let me taste the dirt on the sole of Your boot." 
     She allowed me to continue in this fashion for several minutes 
until She finally said, "Oh, just go ahead then, slut.  Worship My 
boot," turning Her foot so that i could reach it.  i lapped at the sole 
of Her boot as hard and as fast as i could, eager to please Her so that 
She would release Her painful hold.  After a few moments She released my 
hand and moved Her foot so that it was resting fully on my head, 
pressing the side of my face into the mat.  i continued licking, as best 
i could from this awkward position, and said, "Thank You, Highness, 
thank You for letting me lick Your boot." 
     "My pleasure, slut," She said as She wiped Her boot across my face 
and stepped away.  "Get up, stupid," She said, "Time for the second fall 
of our little mismatch.  Remember, this time you can't just submit.  you 
have to get me to pin you."  i did as She said, climbing slowly to my 
feet.  "Don't just stand there, asswipe," She hissed, "Attack me.  Make 
your move.  Take your best shot."  Summoning all my strength, i hurled 
myself at Her and wrapped my arms around Her shoulders, attempting to 
knock Her to the mat.  i may as well have tried to tackle a redwood 
tree, for all the effect that i had on Her.  She allowed me to continue 
my efforts for a few moments as i thrashed back and forth, trying to 
make Her lose Her balance.  When i started to tire and She grew bored 
with my feeble efforts, She simply placed one strong finger on my 
shoulder and pushed me, effortlessly, down to my knees.  I resisted, of 
course, but without success.  my arms slid from around Her shoulders and 
down Her fantastic body.  When i reached my knees She grabbed hold of my 
hair and held my face in front of Her crotch.  i seized Her right leg 
and tried to upset Her balance, with no more luck than before.  Again 
She permitted me to struggle in vain, wearing myself out against Her 
unbelievable strength.  After i had begun to breathe heavily She turned 
me while simultaneously stepping across me so that my back was arched at 
an angle across Her right knee.  She brought Her other leg inward to 
trap me between them, then wrenched me backward until i cried out with 
pain.  "Aww, little slut," She murmured, patting me in the cheek with 
Her left hand, "does that hurt?  Beg Me to stop." 
    "Please, Mighty Dom, please, i beg of You, please stop.  Please.  
You win!  Please, Highness, please, i submit to Your superior strength, 
please i...aaaagghh!"  With each word that i spoke She bent my back a 
little further until, between the constriction of Her legs and the 
contortion of my upper body, i could no longer gasp out the words to beg 
for Her mercy.  Tears rolled down my cheeks as i used my hands to try to 
make Her release Her grip on my hair.  She reached over with Her left 
hand and clamped my wrists in it, pulling them out in front of my body 
and holding them easily. 
     "What's the matter, little slut?" She asked condescendingly, "Don't 
you want Me to stop?  Do you want Me to keep going and snap your back 
like a dry twig?  Oh, and did you forget?  I can't win this fall by your 
submission.  I have to pin you.  you will not lose this fall as easily 
as the last, wimp."  Unable to breathe, i could not respond to Her 
taunts.  I was beginning to lose consciousness from lack of oxygen when 
She released me, dropping me in a heap at Her feet. 
     i lay there gasping for air for a minute or two, trying to figure a 
way to make Her pin me, when i was struck by an inspiration.  i rolled 
over on my back and put my hands at my sides.  "Please, Goddess," i 
begged, "please pin me and claim victory.  i'll do anything You say.  
"Please pin me!" 
     "Now you're getting the idea, idiot," She replied.  "That's good."  
She lifted Her foot and placed Her boot on my chest.  "One, two...," She 
counted, then lifted Her foot away.  "Not yet, maggot.  I haven't 
finished playing yet."  A great sob tore itself from the depths of my 
soul.  Oddly, the disappointment of not yet losing to this magnificent 
Women was nearly enough to break my heart. 
     She reached down and pulled me to my feet by the hair once again.  
She grabbed my left arm and twisted it behind my back, then pushed me 
forward until my face was pressed against the wall.  Once i was thus 
held immobile, She pulled my right wrist into position so that She then 
held both my arms in a hammerlock position with Her left hand.  Again 
She twined Her fingers into my hair, then yanked my head back until i 
was looking, backwards, up toward Her beautiful face.  "It pleases Me to 
see the fear in your eyes, feeble sub, to watch you cry as you beg Me 
for mercy."  Suddenly She jerked my arms upward, nearly tearing them 
from their sockets.  my already- damaged right arm, especially, seemed 
to burst into a flame of agony. 
     ""Please!" i sobbed, weeping freely now that i knew it brought Her 
pleasure, "Please, Highness, please, O Great One, Your Mightiness, 
please Beautiful Dom, Majestic Goddess, please, i beg You, please have 
mercy on me."  She smiled down at me, amused.  "Please, Supreme One, oh 
please," i continued, "please have mercy.  Please, please let go, 
Glorious Dom.  i'll gladly do anything, anything You say.  Please, 
please have mercy, Your Magnificence!" 
     With an evil grin She spat in my face, then tossed me across the 
room like a rag doll.  While i lay on the floor gasping with relief, She 
walked over to a table next to a sofa and picked up something.  "Crawl 
over here on your belly, worm," She sneered, then stood calmly waiting 
while i obeyed.  When i reached Her i lay whimpering at Her feet, still 
trying to catch my breath.  Once again She grabbed my hair and lifted my 
head, bending over to show me what She held.  It looked like a dog 
collar, black leather with shiny metal studs.  "This is a slave collar, 
maggot.  Beg Me to put it around your neck, to let you wear it as my 
slave." She commanded.  She released my hair and stood towering above 
me, waiting for my response. 
     "Please, O Great One, please, please collar me as Your slave," i 
begged, my dreams coming true.  "i will serve You obediently, Merciful 
Highness, and well.  I am sure You can find any number of uses for me, 
Glorious Dom.  Please, oh please put the collar on me and take me as 
Your slave!" 
     "Do you worship Me, slut?" She asked. 
     "Oh, yes, Your Highness, Goddess, yes, of course i worship You!" i 
replied. 
     Casually examining Her long, beautiful fingernails, She coyly 
asked, "Really, feeble sub?  And why is that?" 
     "Because You are so magnificent, so superior, O Great One!" i 
answered, "Because You are so far, far better, smarter, stronger, and in 
all ways so superior to any and all other beings!  How could i help but 
worship and adore such supreme majesty, such glorious beauty, such 
omnipotence, such perfection?  It is my greatest hope, my highest 
aspiration that You, in Your infinite kindness, will permit Your humble 
worshipper to try to serve and amuse You, O Dazzling, O Perfect, O 
Omnipotent Goddess."  i trembled with fear that She would refuse my 
plea. 
     "Oh, all right," She said, "if it means so much to you, i suppose i 
could find some use for you.  Get on your hands and knees, slut."  i 
hurried to obey.  She reached down and buckled the collar around my 
neck, saying, "With this collar i claim possession of your worthless 
life, slave.  you are now mine, body, mind, and soul, to use or dispose 
of as i please."  She held Her gloved hand in front of my face.  "you 
may kiss your Mistress' hand, slave." 
     "Thank You, Mistress, thank You!" i cried as i passionately kissed 
Her strong, beautiful hand.  "Thank You for taking possession of  me as 
Your slave, Kind Goddess." 
     "It was nothing," She laughed, then slapped me down to the floor 
with an easy flick of Her wrist.  "Roll over on your back, slave," She 
commanded.  i did so and She planted Her boot firmly on my chest as She 
struck a triumphant double-biceps pose.  "One, two, three," She counted. 
     Thus began my service to the Goddess, Magnificent Dom.