A Random Day, Ten Minutes Away
Every journey into absolute submission begins in a moment of vacancy. At the time, I found myself in a strange sort of limbo; my long-term Mistress had left the country, and another dynamic had naturally run its course. I wasn’t actively expecting to find the definitive Mistress of my life that afternoon. It was just a completely random day. I logged onto AdultWork, and there she was.
Visually, she defied my history—I had always been drawn to darker-skinned Dominants. But looking at her photo, the attraction was immediate and magnetic. To top off the serendipity of it all, it turned out she was located a mere ten-minute drive away. It felt like the universe was practically handing me over to her.
The Entrance and the Accent
I had only recently started driving to places back then, so I navigated the short local route to Worcester Park, parked, and walked toward the building. Every step up those stairs carried a rising tide of anticipation. And then, the door opened.
Standing there was a phenomenal, striking beauty. Long, straight, white-blondish hair framed a face of absolute command, clad in a flawless black leather outfit and high heels. Two things struck me immediately: first, her tattoos were FUCKING brilliant. Second, as she spoke to welcome me, I distinctly remember thinking to myself, “Is her accent German?” It’s a funny detail I look back on and laugh at now, but in that moment, the combination of her visual power and her voice left me completely spellbound.
The Genesis of the Cage
What began that afternoon as a first meeting quickly became something far deeper. She didn’t just play the part of a Dominant; she lived it, and she saw straight through me. By the end of our first session, she had already taken a measure of my devotion, and within days I was locked into my very first chastity cage, a uniquely numbered lock sealing me in for her. She made it plain: my body, my pleasure and even my hands were no longer mine to command.
Looking back now, that random day on AdultWork was the moment everything changed. The cage she closed around me was never really about the steel or the plastic. It was the moment I became hers, and I have not stopped submitting since.