Hello to everyone,

I hadn't intended to write another blog entry so soon, but life has taken a dramatic turn. I have been seeing Mellie as usual recently, but she gave me a big surprise today. She recollected how I had told her I would be pleased to be under her control and also to be driven to my limit of sexual frustration by her. She told me that our current arrangement was "not good enough", and informed me that from now on, I was to behave differently. So far, she claimed, I had more or less had what I wanted, without any undue demand placed on me, or any expectation: just arrive, lick her and then tongue her clitoris and suck her cunt; the only variety, she said, was whether or not I masturbated while she watched me. We had agreed very early on that she would be the one to decide if I would be allowed to masturbate for her.

Obviously curious to know what she had in mind, I was hesitant to ask, however. Soon I was told. Mellie went as far as saying that I was boring her now, and if I didn't go along with her ideas, we could forget the whole thing, she couldn't be bothered seeing me any more. To my amazement, my face went bright red when she said it. She went on: "In future, this is all going to be about my pleasure, because let's face it, that's what you pretended to be thinking of at first, but now I know you I realise you wanted it all your own way really. You said you wanted me to 'dominate' you, but I've just let you be 'dominated' into doing the things that you want!"

There was a pause in the conversation. I said nothing. Mellie got up and fetched a white nylon stocking; she handed it to me. I said "thank you, but what's this for?" - she smiled. She told me that tonight I was going to be under her control, or "under her spell" as she finally insisted on calling it. She said the stocking was a symbol of my commitment to yield and to obey, willingly. I was to hold it, also it was to be used, and she would explain how later. But "For the moment", she said, I could slide it over my penis. I started to fumble with my trousers, "oh just take them off, your knickers too" Mellie told me, and I did. She then told me "Now from this point on this is the deal: you do what I say tonight, then we carry on, and I will do more for you later, much more, you wait and see; on the other hand if you break down and disobey or go against my wishes tonight, then we're done, understand?" - I said "yes" and nodded my assent.

In the next instant I was so shocked my heart was pounding! Mellie smirked, clapped her hands twice, and from the next room entered another three women. The reason my shock was so intense was that all of them were dressed in fetishwear of various sorts - high heels, latex skirts, latex tops and so on. Before I could assess them fully Mellie told me "These are my friends. We all do some dominatrix work. So far I've not really shown you how this goes because you're obviously a novice" - again I felt embarrassed and went red. I realised that although I have fucked a lot of women, I still haven't ever fucked a woman under fifty years of age, and I'm only thirty years old, and the objects of my real desire and lust are young beauties, and I have never had the nerve to initiate sexual encounters with any of the ones I have fancied, because I have been too afraid, for whatever reason. Mellie went on - "my friends are here because I think you have potential, and I've told them about you. This is going to be an initial training session for you if you want to think of it that way. If you do well tonight, any of these ladies, or even all of them if you do exceptionally well, would be willing to consider taking you as a client. Are you willing to go ahead?" - again, silence. My brain felt empty and at first I couldn't talk.

I began - "So just to be clear, tonight decides whether I see you again or not, and if I stay and do what I'm told, then there's a chance these other ladies would be willing to 'take me on', that's clear enough, but two things: one, do I have a choice in whether to go with them? two, do I pay them too?" - Mellie supplied the answer in plain terms - "Actually, now you bring that up, I've decided that no, you don't have a choice.  If any of my friends will have you, you have to go to them, and yes you have to pay, obviously. Any more questions?" - I said "no" and that was that.

Mellie told me to bring the stocking over to her. Given the events of the last few moments I hadn't slid it onto my penis after all. I went over on my knees, it seemed natural since I had been down on the floor undressing. One of the women spoke - "Well that's a good start", she said, "he's already on his knees, he didn't even try to stand up". I didn't exactly feel threatened, but I realised more what the atmosphere of the session might be like. Mellie took the stocking from me and said to me "You've always wanted to drink my piss, haven't you? I know you have, but you just wouldn't say, would you? You weakling!" - I heard myself saying "Yes I admit it", and she laughed, then continued "Well you're fucking well going to be drinking my piss you fucking moron". She told me "Stand up" and I stood up. She told me to face the group of women at the side of the room. She told me "I will introduce you. I will give you their names and you will reply with the following formula: "Good evening Miss X, do you want me to drink your urine?" - and so it went. Here I'm just going to use the names "Miss A", "Miss B" and "Miss C". Suffice to say, only one said "yes" when asked, the others said they would just observe. To mention in passing also, the three women were all of asian origin and all around the same age as Mellie herself.

First I had the task of providing a masturbation exhibition. I did as I was told. I lay on the floor on my back and, sliding the white stocking over my shaft, I began to play with myself, slowly as I had been told to do, only gradually oozing pre-cum and moistening the toe. When Mellie saw the damp patch she announced "Look girls, he's starting to leak juice, the dirty bastard!" - I got harder, and with Mellie now giving a running commentary on my activities, after another few minutes I ejaculated. As directed I slid off the stocking and handed it to Mellie, who unceremoniously sat on the edge of her chair, hoisted her skirt, dropped her panties and, holding the opening of the stocking open with her hands and gathering the material together so that there was only the height of the foot remaining, she deposited a large hot shit inside. Handing it to me, she said just "Eat it".

I could hardly believe it. I had had a wank, I had expected to drink some piss, but here I was with a woman's nylon stocking in my hand, filled with faeces and with a large gob of my own semen at the bottom. I recoiled. Mellie reminded me "Don't forget what you agreed", and I thought "fuck it" and just got on with it. Instead of doing it gingerly and with distaste, I decided I would try to do it with gusto. I pulled the stocking wide with my hands and pushed my face inside, starting to eat the shit as quickly as I was able, to get it over with. It really wasn't the most pleasant experience. Once I had managed to finish the bulk of it I was told to "suck it clean, get out all the lovely food and eat your own cum along with it", and that's what I duly did. I felt disgusted with myself but exhilerated. Mellie threw me a wet cloth and said "Wipe your face".

After that, Miss A pissed in a bowl and I was made to use her piss first to clean my teeth, and then to drink the remainder, then against expectation all the women decided to participate, so then Miss B and next Miss C pissed into the bowl and I was made to drink the contents. Finally Mellie herself crouched down and pissed in the bowl and I drank all of her piss too. Then she told me "Now leave your money, get your trousers back on and get out, We will let you know later what we decide about you", and that's how it ended. I came home in near disbelief, and since then I have masturbated twice thinking about it. I don't really know what to expect when I see Mellie next time, or even if there will be a next time, or whether I'm suddenly going to have the same sort of thing happening from now on with several women.