I had no interests in any kind of Mistress/Sub relationship until a woman I hardly knew approached me and said she had been observing me and noticed I showed all the signs of a latent Submissive. I denied I as any kind of Submissive but was curious to know why she thought that. She pointed out some of my mannerisms and the way I acted around women. I still denied I was any Submissive but she got me thinking about what she said. She wanted me to let her "Train" me saying that "Letting her bring out the Submissive hiding in me would help me to feel comfortable in my role as a Submissive". I really wasn't interested in any "Training" as I knew I wasn't some Submissive sissy guy. I would see her every Friday as we both stopped at a local Pub after work for a couple drinks with friends. She kept after me to at least agree to come for one "Training" session just to see is that she was right. I asked her what this "Training session" would involve. She told me she would be testing my ability to listen and follow directions. That didn't sound too hard so I finally said I'd come. I thought I'd just get it over with and she would stop pestering me. She sent me a couple Email tasks and I guess I completed them satisfactorily. She emailed me to come to her house that Sunday evening at 6.. But be wearing a pair of White woman's panties and that she would be checking to make sure I had them on. She said to come to the enclosed side porch and look for some written instructions. I was very nervous driving to her house but still felt I'd just do it and get it over with. Found the house and walked to the side porch, rang the bell once as instructed and went in. There was an instruction sheet on a chair that read...."Keep your panties on but remove all other clothing, Fold neatly and place on chair, Knock three times on door and walk in. Once inside stand at attention on the X mark on floor and announce yourself." I had no idea I'd have to take off my clothes but thought it was too late to back out now as I had agreed I'd come for one session. I went and stood on the X and yelled out... "I'm here". She entered the room and stood in front of me without saying a word. It was like she was she was inspecting me and it felt really strange. I couldn't explain it but I could feel I was getting an erection and I was very embarrassed. She noticed it too and patting my crotch she laughed and said.." I see you must be enjoying yourself already". I said..."I'm sorry, I didn't mean for that to happen". She immediately said..."First rule is you are not to speak unless I ask you a question and you are to answer..."Yes Mistress. Do you understand"? I answered.. "Yes, Mistress". I started to think, what did I get myself into. But it was too late now. I just had to do what she said and get it over with. She put leather cuffs on my wrist and a belt around my waist and clipped the cuffs to the belt. She came in front of me and pulled my panties down to my ankles. She said... "Well lets see what we have to work with". I was so embarrassed I must have turned 9 shades of red. She put this little harness thing on my penis with a leash on it and said..."Let's go for a little walk". She started to walk and I must not have been quick enough to follow as she gave the leash a couple hard jerks and I hopped to it. She walked me all around the living room, through the dinning room, even had me jump over an ottoman in the middle of the room. I have never been so embarrassed in my life and just wish this was over with soon. She unclipped my wrists and told me to get on all fours on the floor. She said with out proper training all men are Pigs with too much Macho attitude and we have to correct that first. As I was on the floor she stuck this Pink Curly Q Pig tail thing in my backside and told me to crawl and make Pig sounds.. I did as I was told, crawling and going, Ounk, Ounk, Ounk. She said... "Now we'll have a little corrective session and go over your performance today". she had me kneel over the ottoman while she stood behind me with a fly swatter. She said I was a little slow to follow directions and we would need to work on that. She gave me 10 swats on my bare butt. After that I had to sit in a chair across from her as she asked me to explain how I felt about the session. I told her I just had this very strange feeling that I couldn't explain and I never thought it would be like this. She said for me to think about it for a couple days and we would discuss it at the next session. I just wanted to leave and didn't think I'd ever want to come back for another session. But when she emailed me to come back the next week..For some reason that I can't explain i just went..I started thinking.. Maybe she was right all along. Part of me did not like what she made me do but oddly enough I also was proud of myself for having been able to please my Mistress. Slowly over the next 6 months and 6 or 8 more sessions I began to feel an odd sense of excitement when I would get an email from Mistress telling me to come for another "Visit".
