Back in HS my best friend was bi. She didn't ever hit on me, but she had friends with benefits and so did I. We were really big on playing Truth-or-Dare with each other and the summer before our senior year she dared me to do anything she asked for 10 minutes. I thought, "OK, I can do anything for 10 minutes."

So I took the dare. She looked at me and asked, "Are you ready??"

I smiled and said, "Yes."

She got a disappointed look on her face and said, "Yes... what??"

I puzzled and told her, "Yes, I am."

She stepped close and lightly patted my cheek, while saying, "Yes, Mistress."

I looked up at here and when our eyes met, something in my brain switched. I replied, "Yes, Mistress."

She then told me to strip naked, and I replied, "Yes, Mistress."

As I stripped she told me that during a session, I was to always address her as "Mistress" and that I was never to make eye contact or talk to her directly unless invited to do so. I was now obligated to do as she told me because now I was owned by her, and that my will and existence was now under her control. That angered and excited me. My face blushed bight, and all I could say was, "Yes, Mistress."

Submissive me got her first taste of pussy that day. My first ever bare ass spanking also happened immediately afterward for not being skilled at satisfying my superior. Submissive me has had many "corrections" at her hand since, and is now very skilled at satisfying my superior's whims and desires.

I am still a straight girl and have a loving boyfriend. He knows me, every part of me, but submissive me is secret to him. Submissive me is exclusively a lesbian submissive, for the pleasure and whim of my superior.

I may be able to do anything for 10 minutes, but submissive me must do as Mistress desires.