Hi everybody!

So I have been a fan of this site for a while and decided to share my tale, my confession my dirty secret.
This is a bit of long confession as I felt I needed to get it all out there, from meeting the woman I now love to how we came to our quirky kinky relationship.

So here goes, as you can see by the above I am a bi-sexual girl who is nearing 20years of age. I am from Oxford, the city of dreaming spires; I have a petite frame with soft curves, dark jet black hair and lucky to have grown up with the ability to afford to pursue my dreams and ambitions.
Now this all sounds good right, hot, single and so many options to choose from both sides of the human species.

So I came on here to confess about me submitting to an older woman in her 40's, my horse riding instructor; I have known (I will call her Emily on here) for about 2 years, she took over from my old coach and came with great references etc... She's strict, single and has a penchant for keeping everything under her control.

My horse is stabled at her farmhouse a twenty minute drive Oxford into the edge of the Cotswolds, as this makes lessons easier and it is a good way to ensure my horse is safely looked after.

Emily is very classy, with that crisp class of a woman of wealth; she dress's impeccably and she is always in the latest of fashions.

So everything was pretty platonic and professional until I hit the big 18th birthday milestone, that's when I noticed the banter changing from friendly to flirty nature from her. It started out with a mild comment here, a touch on my arm a hug at the end of the session. It carried on for a week or more and as I was cleaning out the stalls and putting my beautiful horse away, I heard her calling me to come and see her in her kitchen before I left.

It was rare to spend time in her house as normally we chatted in her office or the stables, so taking off my overalls I went into the kitchen to find her there with a bottle of wine and offer of a cooked meal; it wasn't too late and I was hungry so I agreed.

I realised that I couldn't drive by the time we got through the bottle and she offered me a room for the night, I called my parents and they were ok with that and they reminded me I am an adult now but thanked me for telling them.

So Emily and I sat in her tasteful living room and she put on the L-word, she said she was catching up on a DVD she was lent and did I mind; I said no as I had already watched the show and liked it.

That got a cheeky comment and we sat down on the sofa to watch, as the show went on Emily asked me if I thought of being with a woman and I admitted that I was bi-sexual with little experience but said my parents were not aware and Emily assured me that she wouldn't tell.

She said that she too had been with women and found it too be wonderful, as she laid her arm on my leg and started to draw circles with her fingers. I shivered at her touch and we carried on watching the show, but her hand stayed where it was.

As we were relaxing and me leaning into her she asked if I wanted to too experience more and if I wanted to take this upstairs, she leaned in and kissed me; I didn't hesitate and let her lead me to her room as we entered she shut the door and pulled me to her kissing me in a way I had never experienced. It was both passionate and gentle but with enough force to ignite a hunger for more.

Walking me backwards she pushed me onto her bed, kissing my neck as she lay down on top, her hands pinning mine to the bed as she teased my neck with nibbles and kisses.

She led the way the whole night, taking every bit of pleasure she could from my body, showing me how to eat her out and the best way to bring her to orgasm. I hardly slept that night and she was quite the instructor.
I think you can gather from this that she is quite dominant as I found out shortly after, I wasn't really surprised when we talked the next morning as she held me in her arms snuggled under the covers.

We carried on like this for a few weeks, I would spend the night once or twice a week; she would teach me more and I was growing to really care for her, my heart was really falling in deep with her.

One evening she said we can leave it at this and I can have a great memory or if I would like to take this further then I would have to submit to her, she went on to explain how she was into BDSM and other fetishes, how she enjoyed latex and rubber clothing, how she enjoyed teaching women to serve her. She assured me that even if I didn't choose this then we would always be friends and would cherish the time we spent together.

I thought long and hard over the coming days, as she told me to look into things and see if I liked the idea of it; I spent some time going through porn sites and bondage forums and the more I saw and read the more intrigued I was.

It took me week and I showed up on her door late in the evening and broached the subject and I agreed on condition that if it became too much I could walk away, she was happy with this and said we would begin with a tour of the attic, her play area.

As she held my hand and led me up the stairs, my heart beat faster; I was breathing heavy and will admit to being nervous, I imagined a room dark and forbidding with chains, toys and all sorts of wicked devices as I had seen in some video's online.

As Emily opened the door I was both right and wrong, like the rest of the house it was tastefully decorated, a double bed occupied one wall, a set of cupboards and draws another, there was a massage table and what I assumed was a large chest.

I saw the bolts and hopes set in the walls and ceiling and as Emily pointed it was hard for anyone to see in day or night.

She showed me the cupboards and the outfits within them, saying that one of them was hers and the other contained outfits and shoes for me, she told me there was various sizes but most of her lovers were around my size so most should fit rather nicely.

The draws were filled with toys, she explained what each was showing me them and telling how they work. There were gags, restraints, butt plugs and dildo's, hoods and all manner of kinky toys.

She pulled out a black latex catsuit with a open faced hood and asked if I would like to try it on, I felt the latex in my hands, the shine of it and the smell.

I simply nodded and she said that tonight we would just play and get to know the room and after tonight if I liked it then I would be trained.

I did as she said and stripped and put my clothes in a bag which she tossed down the stairs, she said that it would be easier to put once she had put some lube inside it and rubbed it around; she told me to stand at the end of the bed and wait.

I stood there as she poured the liquid in and spread it around before walking over to me and holding it open she said to put my right leg in; it slid on as she pulled it into place, getting my foot out of the bottom and tightening the zip closing it around just above my ankle. This was repeated with my left leg and then she began the task of pulling it up sealing my legs in and pulling it over my arse as she then did the same with my arms, it felt amazing as it got tighter and tighter, standing up straight she pulled it over my shoulders and it suddenly snapped to my body like a second skin, she pulled the hood up and pulling my hair through the hole at the top I was finally zipped up and I heard a click as a small lock made it impossible for me to escape it.

I stood in front of the mirror and admired my look, I ran my fingers over the material and shivered in pleasure,

Emily explained that this is one of the outfits I would were and from it she could add and change how I look; she asked me if I wanted to add more and I said yes, euphoria taking over me.

She brought out a pair of knee high boots, 4inch heels and asked me to put them on, I noticed the pull and sound of the latex as I stretched and bent down to zip them on. I found them a little tight, but not painful.

Emily then said she was going to change, but first I needed to be secured; this is where I faltered a bit a slight fear kicking in at being helpless but looking at her eyes all I could see was a deep love for her building in me and I knew she wouldn't hurt me.

She led me to the draws again and took out what she explained to be ankle and wrist cuffs, which she then proceeded to put on me; making sure that they were comfortable and secure.

I was then led to the bed and she had me lay down as she pulled out restraint cords and straps from underneath and proceeded to lock me spread eagled on the bed.

I couldn't move and found myself very turned on, she leaned in and gave me a long kiss full of passion; her eyes looking into mine as she said I love you, my heart burst hearing her say that and in that moment more than any other I became hers and she mine.

It has now been nearly a year and a half, I told my parents after 6mths and they were shocked at first and slightly confused to how this came to be but over a series of talks and tears they realised I was happy.

We are a normal couple in every way, but behind the doors of our home I am a good girl who serves the love of her life.

I have used this site to tell you all as few know what we do behind closed doors, my parents accept our love but I think dad would have a heart attack if he knew what his precious daughter did.
I welcome comments and will answer when I can.