Last week a Master came to Barcelona. He had written to me a month before by email to be his submissive in a humiliation and feminization session, and after talking a bit about our tastes we agreed on an afternoon.

He had rented an apartment-hotel in a central area of Barcelona which was very convenient for me because it was well connected. We had arranged to meet at two, but I arrived almost half an hour early because I was so impatient.

I rang the bell. I went up to the first floor. He opened the door, and his direct greeting was a brief and clear command.

- "Put on the clothes in the room, and be quiet! I don't want to hear you say anything," he told me directly.

I entered, and on the bed I saw my outfit. I undressed completely, placed all my street clothes inside the wardrobe, and the sound of the heels indicated that I had already changed and put on all the sexy lingerie.

I was beautiful. I was wearing a beautiful set of panties and a bra in a shade between purple and violet, lace, tight around my thin waist, thigh-high stockings, and vertiginous stiletto heels that made me stagger. They fit perfectly, in my size 45, and as I walked femininely in the heels I heard a dry order from the other side of the door.

- "Stand facing the wall and don't turn around, slut," he ordered.

He entered a few seconds later.

- "Place your hands on the wall, up high, arms open wide," he ordered me, placing me in that typical position of searches and prisoners.

In that position, he gave me the rules from behind.

- "You will not speak unless I give you permission. You will not ask, you will not request, you will not say a word, in silence, be quiet, and when I ask you, you will respond only with 'yes sir' and nothing else. Do you understand?" - and instantly, with a soft voice, I replied "Yes sir."

- "You will not look at me at any moment, not even for a second, eyes downcast at the ground always, all the time, from now on! Look at the ground now!" - and I obeyed instantly.

He told me not to look straight ahead at any moment, and also not to look at the Master.

- "You will not think about your cock, I don't want to see it hard, be quiet! I haven't given you permission to speak or express your opinion."

I remained silent.

- "When I whip and torment you, you will say 'thank you, sir.' When I punish you for doing things wrong, you will say 'I'm sorry, sir,' and when I give you an order, you will say 'yes sir' and nothing more. Do you understand, bitch?" and I replied "Yes sir."

Then he told me to stay still, not to move a single millimeter until the Master gave me the order, and to remember everything without error, because the punishments would be severe and unforgiving.

- "Look at the ground, don't move, don't turn around. I'll come get you when I feel like it."

I stood still, my waist trembling with the u...