Training an Old Bitch (Part 1)

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When this 44-year-old woman added me on QQ, I had a premonition that something would happen between us.
At first, she didn't say anything, but I always felt that she knew my QQ number through some special channel. However, her female reserve made it difficult for her to speak, so I had to take the initiative and ask if it was some forum or website. She still seemed a little embarrassed. Perhaps many women like this hesitant and half-hearted attitude. Finally, I simply went all out and asked her if she liked SM. Unexpectedly, she answered yes.
That one word made everything clear to me.
She was a submissive, or rather, a female slave, who enjoyed being abused. However, over the next few days, I discovered that getting her to submit and worship wasn't as easy as I had imagined. Here, I also want to advise those self-righteous dominants: don't assume all submissives enjoy being insulted and humiliated. They only want to submit to men who can make them willingly submit. If you want that, you need to demonstrate your strength and charm. Before she becomes your submissive, all you can do is attract her, not force her; otherwise, you'll only drive her away.
She was still in the beginner stage of SM, lacking a complete understanding of it, only showing noticeable physical reactions to some SM novels. This prepared me mentally; with targeted guidance, I believed she could become an excellent submissive.

My judgment proved largely correct. Although we didn't have many opportunities to chat because she rarely went online, I was still happy to see her go from initial hesitation and back and forth to a firm desire, even an insatiable hunger. The reason

this is called "The Old Bitch's Chronicle" isn't because I think she's old. In fact, I don't think women of that age are old; on the contrary, I feel her current allure is precisely what arouses my passion and impulse. However, when I called her a bitch, she surprisingly responded by calling me an "old bitch." I know she enjoys being humiliated as an "old bitch," so "old bitch" became her name.
Once our identities were established, she became less reserved and filled with a desire for training. So we agreed to begin real-life training. The old bitch was very eager for her master to come to her home for training, longing to offer her body to him on her own bed. I jokingly asked her if she really wanted to cuckold her husband that much.

She didn't hide anything and said yes, it felt very exciting. Looking at the wedding photo on the bedside table, the feeling of being fucked by her master must be very exciting, and she longed for it. I was also eager to experience this old bitch's slutty and wanton nature, so we arranged to go to her house in the afternoon for training. To make the training more coherent, I specially prepared a training program and had the old bitch learn it in advance.
After lunch, I took a taxi directly to the old woman's apartment complex. I found her place relatively easily. After ringing the doorbell, I deliberately hid in the stairwell again. When the door opened, a mature woman peered out; it was indeed the woman from the photos the old woman had posted.

After she closed the door, I went to the door again and rang the doorbell. The door opened, and I quickly slipped into the room. As I turned to close the door, she was already kneeling on the floor. I lifted my foot, and the old woman, understanding my intention, reached out to take off my shoes and put them on, even kissing my feet. This gesture pleased me greatly.

After changing my shoes, I went into the living room and sat on the sofa. The old woman hurriedly knelt and followed me in, crawling to my side and bowing, saying, "This old woman greets her master and begs for his guidance."
"Confirm your identity."
"Yes, the old bitch's name is ***, she is 44 years old, 168 cm tall and weighs 130 kg. She is willing to kneel at your feet and be trained by you to be your old bitch and serve you for the rest of her life."
Good, not only did I say what I told her, but I also added, "I'm very satisfied."
I carefully examined the woman kneeling before me. She had short, rosy curly hair that looked neat and tidy, fair skin, and a slightly plump figure. A black dress tightly hugged her voluptuous body, and she wore flesh-colored stockings as required, along with white high-heeled shoes. Although she was middle-aged, she possessed a mature charm.
"Raise your head!"
She looked up shyly, but still didn't dare to look me in the eye. This shy expression always aroused a man's desire to tease her, making me extremely excited.
"Take off your outer clothes and have your body checked."
Although she knew what was going to happen, she still hesitated slightly. After all, it was quite challenging for a 44-year-old woman to be naked in front of a young man she had never met, especially in this environment and with this kind of identity. The psychological humiliation and embarrassment were unimaginable. But as an old bitch, wasn't this the feeling she enjoyed?

So, despite her hesitation, she didn't refuse and still took off her dress as requested. Since it was agreed that she wouldn't wear underwear, the dress was her only clothing. Taking it off meant being naked. The stockings and high heels were what her master had asked her to keep.

Her skin was also fair, and because of her full figure, although her breasts had sagged slightly due to age, they were still full. The areolas were a slightly darker color, and there wasn't much pubic hair. When she knelt down, her buttocks were still round.
"stand up"
She gently rose, placing her hands in front of her body as if intentionally covering her private parts.
Place your hands at your sides.
She reluctantly parted her arms, somewhat shyly. I could see her face was red; the blush was more pronounced on fair-skinned people, even reaching the roots of her neck. I imagined her cheeks must have been burning hot.

The old female dog, following her owner's instructions, turned left, right, and around, checking her body from various angles, and I took photos of each. I was surprised she didn't object to being photographed. Then she knelt down again, crawled around the room to check her posture, and returned to me, asking her owner to pet her body to check its feel and take photos.
I took out the printed pledge of worship and handed it to the old female dog. She carefully filled in her real name and ID number, signed it, and then knelt before her owner, loudly reciting it to express her worship. I took photos of the whole process to create a file for the female dog.
Then the training officially began.
The master instructed the female dog to fetch the prepared plastic clips and attach them to her nipples and labia. She groaned slightly when they were first applied, but quickly recovered. The clips were relatively gentle, making them suitable for SM training.

Then, I told the female dog to crawl in front of me and help me remove my pants. When she tried to touch my genitals, I pushed her away. She seemed confused, but I told her to kneel and masturbate. She was a little shy.

"Hurry up," I snapped, and she reluctantly reached for her genitals. The female dog reluctantly rubbed her vulva. With the psychological suggestion and the surrounding atmosphere, she quickly began to groan; I knew she was experiencing pleasure.

Just as her groans became more rapid, I suddenly shouted "Stop!" She seemed bewildered by the sudden command, but stopped what she was doing, looking at me blankly. Perhaps she hadn't realized that masturbation was merely a way to humiliate her and awaken her desire; I hadn't intended for her to reach orgasm through masturbation.
Once desire is awakened, stopping midway is indeed very painful. Her eyes were glazed, gazing longingly at her master, and I promptly captured her lewd expression on camera.

Seeing her lewd, longing expression and naked body, my desire was also aroused. I told her to crawl over and lick me, and she licked diligently, yearning for her master to satisfy her.

When a woman's desire strikes, she forgets many things, such as dignity and shame, let alone a lewd and lowly bitch.

Although she acted so lowly in front of me, in real life she was indeed a dignified and virtuous wife and mother. This stark contrast in identities brought her immense pleasure and excitement, and the sight of such a woman kneeling before me was such a powerful visual impact, arousing me greatly. My genitals were already throbbing painfully, but out of a master's dignity, I didn't rush to satisfy my own desires, but instead decided to diligently complete the training of the bitch.

She only licked it a few times before I told her to stop. As she looked bewildered again, I took the black stockings she had prepared, one blindfolding her, the other binding her hands behind her back. The fear of the darkness and the unknown future filled her with anticipation; that mixture of curiosity and fear must have brought her immense excitement and pleasure.

I pulled out my belt and lashed her buttocks quickly and sharply. She couldn't help but cry out, so I stuffed my underwear into her mouth, and she could only make muffled sounds, which quieted her down considerably.

Although she was caught off guard by the sudden pain, she endured it. I ran the tip of the belt across her skin; I could clearly see her body trembling. Fear must have gripped her at that moment, but her excitement must have also surged with the movement of the belt tip.

Suddenly, I picked up the belt, and before it could fall, she groaned involuntarily. But this time, it didn't fall.

I helped her lie on her back on the edge of the bed, tied two stockings around her knees, pulled them back forcefully, and then tied them to her arms behind her back. Her legs were completely spread apart, exposing her private parts, and I could clearly see her pink vaginal opening. This color was unusual for someone her age, indicating that the couple had very little pigmentation. No wonder she was so eager for her master to have sex with her.

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