My first years as a Domme

I am age 23 now.  I lived in Spain since I was 9 years old, me and my family moved and my mum and dad opened a restaurant on the coast in Benalmadena.  I had lots of spanish freinds, most of them were boys, I picked up words from them and slowly started to learn spanish.  I can read, write and speak fluent Spanish.

On the age of 14 I returned to England to live with my Auntie, she got me into a private school as quick as she could before I turned 17.  I done by GCSES’s and passed all 6.

The first couple of years at school was abit hectic, I felt different and DID NOT get along with the girls, I found them very bitchy.  Again I got along with boys more.  I had one best freind which was a boy, other boys started noticing and found it unusual (I DONT KNOW WHY) that a boy was hanging out with a girl.  They used to call him a sissy and accused him of being gay???  MEN ARE SO WIERD!

One day the trouble started, me and my boy – FREIND was cueing up outside Drama class, with the rest of the pupils, waiting for our lesson to begin.  The 3 popular boys of our year was behind us and noticed us infront.  They said to my freind, ” Why are you hanging out with HER all the time, whats so special about HER, why dont u cum play football with the lads, what are u gay! ”

” Im not gay! ” gasped my freind!  ” I just dont like football and you dont pick who I hang out with! “

” Look at him guys hes gay,” the ignorant bastard taunted, ignoring all his pleas … ” Hangs around with a girl, hes a fucking pansie, I bet you all dance around to her girly songs ” hahahaha jeered his mates!

All 3 lads were moving closer in to us now,  I had enough, pushed my way through them and stood up to the MAIN BITCH!!!   Our eyes linked and I did not blink or move my eyes from his, I WAS NOT letting a man win!!!

“  Do you have any idea how stupid you look right now!   I think its the other way around mate!”   EYES CLOSE, NOSES TOUCHING – My heart is racing and hands are shaking!

” What you on about you stupid cow?! “  His eyebrows raised, confused …

“  YOUR THE ONE THATS GAY – NOT HIM !!! NO GIRLS WOULD TOUCH YOU WITH A TEN FOOT BARGEPOLE!   YOUR A LOSER, YOU WERE BORN A FUCKING LOSER!  ”

Both of our eyes raging with ANGER, this long pause seemed like FOREVER,  who was going to make the first move ….

” GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR “  I screamed, ” I HATE YOU, I HATE YOUUUUUUUUU ! “  My arms shot out and clenched his shirt collar,  I was so mad, I couldn’t control myself,  I was like the incredible BITCH, veins popping out of my neck, I felt my face go hot from anger!   I thrust that bitch up against the Drama block wall so hard, I was stunned at the amount of strength I had.  When things build up in you for so long, your just like a volcano about to erupt!

You know whats coming next right! …  I think I did this about 10 times or maybe 8, but I done it as hard as I could, with all my might.  Yes – I gave his balls a GOOD KICK IN !!!   Who’s laughing now bitch???   His freinds were laughing yeh but not at me … at him!   Getting beat up by a girl …   You know what this little girl said ….

” Sophie, Soppphhhhiiieeeeee, ” he whined and yelped, ” Im sorry, I di ddiiddnt mean ittt, plea please stop, I beg ….   I gave him ONE MORE HARD KICK IN THE GROIN and stopped, laughed as he slumped to the floor in a big cowering mess!

I kneeled down with him, watched as he flinched and cowered away like a SISSY-LIKE NERVOUS WRECK!!!   I said to him … what did you say boy, I couldn’t quite hear with you whining, come on say it out loud, infront of the whole class !  I stood up tall with my hands on my hips & looked down on him as if he was a piece of shit on my shoe!

” I …. I “   *SLAP*  I slapped him round the face, ” STOP FUCKING STUTTERING BOY! ”

He sniffed and took in a deep breath,  “  I am sorry “  and hung his head in shame …

“  The next time you call my freind gay you wont have any balls left!  “  I spat on him turned round to my boy – FREIND said, “  Come on lets get out of here, I hate drama anyway, all that ball kicking has made me horny, lets go makeout! “  giggles …

When I returned home from school that day, my head of year was waiting for me at my house with my Auntie, I was suspened from school for 2 months, yep all for SELF DEFENCE !!!

The day I returned to school was the best day of my life,  I arrived to school, opened up my locker, got out my study books and slammed it shut …. behind my locker door was the boy I BEAT UP holding a bunch of flowers in his shaking hands and a nervous look upon his face.  I smiled, took his gift and placed my books in his hand for him to hold.   Most days was like this, he used to walk me to school, carry my books, some days he even polished my shoes.

I knew he was sorry for what he had done, I would never mention it again, but let me tell u this now -  I never forgot it, once someone crosses me I hold a grudge for life, so I still punished him on the odd occasion hehe.  And you know what after that day … the WORST DAY OF HIS LIFE, the days after it were the BEST DAYS OF HIS LIFE.  He was my first slave and my best freind.

The moral of this story is NEVER CROSS A MIZTRESS ! Cross her and YOU WILL get punished, be good to her and YOU WILL be rewarded.  SIMPLE !

WOMEN ARE THE SUPERIOR SEX!  FACT!