Mia's Spanking Diary (3 page)

“Yes, Sir.” I pulled them up as my entire body vibrated.

“What’s your cell number, Mia?”

I rattled it off instantly.

“I’ll send you a text with instructions.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Lex sent me a toothy smile, and I melted into a puddle. He
and Dr. Vickers left me alone without another word.

****

It’s 2:35am and I can’t quiet my mind enough to fall asleep,
diary.

Tomorrow night I get to walk into The Cell and see Master
Lex again.

I’m so excited!

The texts from Lex came early this morning. I won’t lie. I
sat at my table, cup of coffee in hand, watching the damn cell phone until it
buzzed. I read those little fuckers as fast as he could send them. Each text
was a set of instructions I was to follow before arriving at the club. I
completed every one of them exactly as he’d ordered.

The first thing he wanted me to do was decide on a couple of
safe words. I was proud to have already written a bit on the topic in my paper,
having read books and videos on the lifestyle. The first word he wanted me to
come up with would reduce the level of intensity of the play. The other word
would stop it all together. Once I had chosen my two words, I moved onto his
next instructions.

His second order was to watch a video on a specific website.
It was an instructional demonstration on how to shave your vagina. Though I was
tempted to watch the first installment, which was a demonstration of a Dom
defuzzing his sub, I didn’t.

Lex had been clear that I was to watch the self-shaving
segment only.

I began the process of eliminating my pubes on my own.
Still, I imagined what it would be like to have Master Lex grooming my pussy.

I trimmed my hair with scissors, following the video’s first
step. Next, I took a warm bath, rubbing my pussy with a cloth to soften what
was left of my hair. Lifting my right leg up on the edge of the tub, my hands
began to shake as desire shot through me.

I had to take several deep breaths to calm myself. When I
applied the shaving gel, the memory of Lex covering my mound whirled in my
mind. My heartbeat raced, hoping he would touch me again down there tonight and
would be satisfied with my work. I put my fingers in my pussy’s flesh and held
the right side taut, shaving it with the sharp razor. Making sure I went in the
same direction as my pubes grew, I took it slow and easy.

I slipped back into the warm water when I was finished
removing all my pussy’s hair. I wiped the remaining lather with a cloth and
shivered as wicked thoughts buzzed in my head. I was so aroused I considered
getting out my vibrator, but I didn’t. I still had more of Lex’s directions to
get through.

Next, I went to an address he’d sent me. It was a BDSM shop,
and I was to pick up an outfit he’d chosen for me for the evening.

I walked in. It was unlike any boutique I’d ever been in.
The walls were black. All the tables were made of chrome. On the tables were a
wide variety of paddles, restraints, and other toys I didn’t recognize. There
were racks of BDSM outfits. Leather and latex hung around the room on long
rods. There was also what looked more like costumes to me—military garb,
nurses’ uniforms, pirate outfits, princess dresses, and more.

“May I help you?” The woman behind the counter had the most
beautiful tats on her arms. Her hair was cut chin length like the woman who
played the kick-ass vampire in that blockbuster 3-D movie.

“I hope so.”

“Newbie?” she asked.

I shrugged. “Lex Brogan sent me.”

“Ah. Mia.” She grinned and pulled out a large package. It
reminded me of something you would get from a fine department store after you’d
purchased something quite expensive. “I’m Vivian. Here’s the outfit he ordered
up for you, doll. You’re all set for tonight.”

“What do I owe you?”

“You are new.” The woman chuckled. “It’s on Master Lex’s
bill. Have fun.”

“Thank you, Vivian.” I took the box and rushed out the door.

There wasn’t a hint of uncertainty in Lex’s next instructional
text. “Do not open the package until you are home, sub.”

By the time I finally walked through my front door, I was
trembling with anticipation. Though I was expecting something more provocative,
I was thrilled with the outfit he’d chosen for me.

The blue gingham-print dress with its ruffled hemline and
lace trim, harkened to an earlier age where innocence was the norm. Two little
straps, also of the same print, would leave my shoulders exposed. I found a
satin ribbon inside that Lex had instructed me to use to tie my hair up into a
ponytail. Also in the box was a pair of white thigh-high stockings with satin
bows on the top of each. Finishing out my costume for the evening at The Cell
were platform pumps with round closed toes and straps. He’d been very specific
that I wasn’t to wear any panties.

I dressed, vibrating from head to toe. I applied some blush
to my cheeks, the only makeup he would allow. When I looked at my reflection in
the mirror, I gasped. I looked like I’d just stepped off the bus from Kansas. I
couldn’t help but giggle a little at myself. My image screamed farm girl.

I had finished all Lex’s orders by the time the limo he’d
sent to take me to The Cell showed up.

The driver wore a uniform, including a chauffeur hat. The
tag on his jacket lapel let me know his name was Dominick. He didn’t say much.
With his six-foot-six height and bulging muscles, Dominick looked more like a
bodyguard than a chauffer. As he escorted me from my apartment to the car door,
I wondered if my neighbors were peering out from their windows. I felt like a
princess. The stretch limo was pearl white. The passenger compartment would
easily seat ten. Inside I was impressed to find a TV, Blu-ray, neon lights, and
a privacy partition. The wet bar had water, sodas, juices, and ice but no
booze, which I thought odd.

Dominick drove us to the front of the club. A long line of
patrons wrapped around the building. There were two linebacker-sized bouncers
manning the way inside. They were letting in only a few people at a time.

The driver didn’t stop there, but drove around to the side,
which was blocked by a large metal gate. He punched some buttons on the console
and the barrier opened. When the limo stopped by a side door, I tried to open
the door, but it didn’t budge.

“Miss, Master Lex will be escorting you inside. I just sent
him a text that we are here.”

“Okay. Thank you for driving me here.”

“My pleasure.”

I waited in the car, fiddling nervously with the lace on my
dress. Time seemed to slow to a crawl. Then I saw Lex march out the side door.
He was in a dark suit, white shirt, and red tie. Though I’d half expected him
to be in something leather like the Dom outfits I’d seen at the boutique
earlier, he still looked like sex-on-a-stick to me. 

My need to be spanked by him was so intense that butterflies
fluttered wildly inside me. I’d been thinking about his hand on my ass ever
since I’d obeyed his order and pulled my panties down around my ankles in the
lecture hall. I needed his spanking. I wanted his spanking. And tonight, I was
going to get his spanking.

Lex went to the front of the limo and spoke to the driver
first. Since the privacy partition was up, I couldn’t hear what they said to
each other. Then he opened my door.

“Welcome, Mia.” He extended his hand for me to take.

I stepped out. “Thank you, Sir.”

Next to him, I felt so tiny and feminine, especially in the
outfit he’d chosen for me. Was I really going through with this? It was hard
for me to believe that I was hoping to have my bare bottom spanked by him. But
I was—very much so.

“What’s your safe word to cool things down?”

“Sugar.”

“Got it. And to stop the play?”

“Freeze.” Something about having that bit of fail-safe felt
good to me, but I would do my best not to utter it to him. Still, I felt a
tinge of hesitation spring to life inside me.

“Good choices, sub. When we go inside, you are not to look
at anyone in the eyes or acknowledge anyone or respond to anyone until I say
so. You are to follow my every command. You are not to question me. Do you
understand, Mia?”

“Yes, Sir.” Would my fantasy mirror the reality that lay
ahead for me? I wasn’t sure, but looking into his deep, blue eyes, I knew there
was no turning back now.

“Excellent. Time for you to experience my club.”

We walked through the door of The Cell and two more muscled
bouncers were inside. They were dressed in prison-guard uniforms, enhancing the
theme of the club, I guessed. I made sure not to look them directly in the eye,
but I could almost feel their lurid stares on my skin.

We walked down one hallway filled with doors spaced twenty
feet apart. This place was massive, much larger than it appeared from the
outside. On each door was a number. I wondered what was inside, but didn’t ask.
Then we turned left into another hallway. And another left brought us to a
wider space. There were large panes of glass that looked into the rooms that
the numbered doors went into. People stood at the windows, gawking at the
activity that was going on inside. A man and a woman stared through the window
to our left. They were wrapped in each others arms, watching intently.

Lex stopped and gestured to the scenes. “Indulge your
curiosity, Mia. Take a look.”

“Thank you, Sir.” I walked up to the glass nearest us and
peered into the room. It looked like a doctor’s examination room. Well, the
deeply perverted version. A naked woman was stretched out face down on the bed.
Two men with stethoscopes around their necks were paddling her ass.

I choked back a squeal. Her ass was bright pink, and she was
writhing on the sheets.

“You like, honey?” The man watching asked me, keeping his
arms around the woman by him.

I nodded, feeling so charged up and hot.

Lex pulled me with a jerk away from the window, and I
realized I’d already disobeyed his order by acknowledging the other man. My
cheeks burned with shame.

We continued down the maze of hallways until he came to a
door with the number fourteen on it. He opened it and directed me inside.

The room didn’t look like a room at all. Instead, I had the
odd feeling that I’d just stepped onto a deserted highway. There was pavement
under my feet—real pavement. The only light came from what appeared to be a
crescent moon above me and the large glass pane opposite where I’d entered. I
didn’t see anyone standing there, but wondered if that would change once I had
my ass in the air. I trembled, scared but unwilling to back out.

“Get on that, sub.” Lex pointed to the bicycle on my left.
He stayed in the doorway.

The bike had been tricked out so that the rider could pedal and
it would remain stationary, but it didn’t look a thing like the ones I’d seen
at the gym. This bike, with its wicker basket hanging from its handlebars,
would’ve been a girl’s dream—
a girl from the fifties, at least
. Though
it was quite difficult for me to see, I was able to make out an actual police
car beyond the bike. No wonder The Cell, with its rooms that would fit on any
movie production company’s back lot, was frequented by the rich and famous.

I hopped on the bike and looked back at him. “Now what,
Sir?”

“Are you still on board?”

This was uncharted territory for me, but I wanted to really
explore my fantasies. Still, a bit of hesitation and anxiety remained in the
back of my mind, but that only heightened my excitement. “Yes, Lex.”

“You will follow this last command. When a policeman tells
you to do something, you do it without question.”

Weird, but I was game. “I will, but I don’t understand what
that has to do with anything, Sir.”

“Then wait and see, Mia. Wait and see.” He closed the door
behind him, a resounding thud echoing through the room.

The room’s temperature was quite cool, and I began to
shiver. From what must have been hidden speakers, the sounds of a country night
filled my ears. I heard crickets chirping at first. Then I heard a wolf howling
off in the distance. I kept looking back at the door, but Lex never returned.
The imagery was doing its magic quite well. I let go of my logic, which knew
this was a room in The Cell in the center of the city, and clung to my
imagination, which latched onto the idea that I was actually outdoors, far away
from civilization. I felt so alone and the wolf’s call seemed to be getting
closer.

I began peddling as fast as I could. The wind hit my face.
Another special effect? Had to be. But the spell was complete, and my heart
thudded in my chest. I was so afraid of being alone on this road. Where was
Lex? Why had he brought me here?

I heard footsteps behind me. Lex had left from the door near
me, not from behind. A seed of panic began to sprout and grow in me.

Suddenly, the red and blue lights of the police car came
on.   

Relief filled me. Now that the police were here, I would be
safe. I stopped pedaling and looked back at the car. The headlights came on,
blinding me. Then I heard the clicks of the officer’s boots hitting the
pavement.

“Eyes forward, miss.” He commanded.

I obeyed, thinking the policeman sounded a bit like Lex. Was
he masking his voice to enhance the experience or had he sent another Dom in to
teach me a lesson?

“Why are you out on this road alone at this hour, young
lady? Shouldn’t you be at home?” he asked.

Try as I might, I couldn’t be certain that this was Lex. The
tone and inflection was the same, but there was a drawl that I hadn’t heard
from him before. Trepidation inched through me, but beyond the nerves was a
need to explore.

“I’m not sure where I am, Officer.”