I was my Owner's student during high school. When I was 14-16, my Owner taught me French and upon first meeting her I was taken aback by her beauty but also power and authority. I would spend hours thinking about her, dreaming about serving her. I would have given up my education at that point to drop to my knees and serve her as her slave.
I would write fake Contracts of Slavery and print off pictures of my Owner when I was a teenager and worship them. When my parents were out, I would be naked around the house, asking and thanking a non-existent Owner for permission to do things.
In school I would always sit at the front of my Owner's class and look into her eyes when she spoke and down at the ground when not.
She provided me with an education I will not forget. But I didn't want it to stop there. I do not wish to sound egotistical but I was and am mature and knew I wanted to give everything up to serve.
When I was 17-18, I didn't have my Owner teaching me. A few weeks after my 18th birthday I was in a restaurant with some friends and my Mistress was there dressed beautifully looking amazing. I went up to her and started speaking about things such as her career, my future plans etc and I just couldn't not focus on her beauty. I took the bold move and I offered to take her home and she accepted.
When I got to my Owner's home she went upstairs to change and invited me to stay and I sat down. I could see loads of BDSM toys etc such as strapons and chains. I was the luckiest person on Earth at that time. She came back and I knew I wanted this. I fell to my knees and told her I wanted to serve her in a BDSM relationship. She appeared reluctant at first and went into another room, so I stripped down and sat naked on my knees for her to return. When she did I expressed the honour it would be to serve her. And she obliged. Soon after I signed my contract. She put a collar on me and I was allowed my first orgasm under her ownership and that was 9 years ago since I last wore clothes.
I was only 18, had university ahead of me, Oxford to study, but I knew I wanted this. I was only 18, and had just dropped to my knees naked in front of a former teacher, and had become her slave. I was and remain honoured.
I do hope this makes sense!