As I land in Madrid airport I strolled down the stairs and into the building to collect my bag. Outside the gates I am greeted by a man in a black suit with a white bow tie holding a rather small  paper cardboard  in his hands , the initials DV written on it.  I smile to myself and feel very special   ( and why not).

I walk pass others who are blocking the way as they greet their loved ones, ‘’dam it, move out of the way I was thinking; I just want to get out of here. My fear of airports gives me a tight feeling in the chest and I just want to get out into the cold fresh air.

The man takes my bags and  says good morning Domina , Buenos Dias I say, hoping that I said it correctly. We walk outside & I lit up a cigarette hoping that I will eventually give up this awful habit. As we wait for the car to arrive I was happy to see that a stretch limo was organized by my very own personal Spanish slave.

I call him Spanish fly, I met him 3 years ago when I first arrived in the UK. He was on a business trip to London and at the time he was looking for a new female to serve as his last Mistress had retired ( so he said).

From that time he would come and visit me every couple of months, sometimes he couldn’t visit due to work commitments. So he would fly me over to Spain to his little villa where it was tucked away in a secluded bush land near a beautiful flowing river where you could drink the water straight from the lake.

The drive was a 2 hour journey and thank fully the limo was provided with refreshments, chilled champagne, fresh fruit and stilled bottled water. I reached for the water and I lit another cigarette. Once again hoping it would be my last one.

Half an hour into the journey I received a phone call. It was Spanish fly. Buenos días Domina V, espero que has tenio un buen vuelo Translation- ‘’Good Morning Dominatrix V, I hope you had a good flight’’. Yes I told him, In English of course even though I was born in Spain.

He says he is very eager and patiently waiting for my arrival.  I to felt the same , but I didn’t  tell him. My thoughts of the severe punishment and humiliation that awaits him makes me wet between my legs. Its not often that I get this way, but he is one true genuine slave that I very much enjoy seeing and wish that I could have him around more often as his knowledge of protocol is perfection itself.

I think about what I will be doing to him during my 5 day stay at his villa. I will have full access of all areas of his home. There will be a maid called Esmeralda. She is a sissy maid. She has come all the way from Barcelona just to serve me. She has served me a few times in London, but not as much as I wished. She also is a very reliable and genuine maid who I can trust and depend on.  Sadly I can’t say the same for the maids that have met in London, which is a real shame.  Maybe English maids should go to Spain for Training.

The trip to the secluded villa allowed me to relax and forget the busy London life and as I roll down the electronic window the smell of the fresh flowers and the cold breeze on my face put me into a calming mood as I lay my head back and started to  think of the week ahead. No sooner had I closed my eyes that we arrived at our destination.

My driver opens my door and takes my bags. Hasta luego Domina V. Adios. Gracias  I say to him. As I walk to the front door of the Spanish house the door is opened and there stands before me Spanish fly. He immediately goes down on his knees into slave position. Arriva, I say to him, which means ‘’up’’ Si senora, I look at him and I slapped his face really hard.

‘’Do NOT call me senora, My name is Dominatrix V , understood?.... Si sen......Dominatrix V he says. I turn around so as not to show the smile on my face as I know he did this on purpose.

I can see that I am going to have a real interesting stay as he has planned a special surprise for me. I know I will be well looked after, I am so looking forward to this.....

TOO BE CONTINUED.....