1 week ago. Sat 13 Oct 2018 05:07:12 AM IDT
As I sit in the lobby of the hotel I have chosen, I wait patiently, my mind drifting back to the first and only time we met. That day permanently emblazoned in my mind. Understanding that, when we parted, it was you that I wanted. I had no choice in the matter. My heart controlling every decision I have made since. My brain a spectator in this pursuit of happiness. Truth be known, my brain could find no reason to object. No red flags, no warning signals, my brain was content with the decisions my heart was making.
So here I sit, only minutes before I expect you to arrive for our first play date. Recollecting every conversation we have ever had. Recalling your preferences and your limits. Remembering the amount of exposure you have had to this lifestyle and the amount of effort you have put into understanding it.
I have no problem bringing to mind every detail of our conversations and plan to use all of this knowledge tonight. I will bring you to heights of pleasure you have never experienced. I will manipulate your mind as well as your body. I will have you begging me to stop in one breathe and begging for more in the next. By all other accounts, you have said you are ready to submit to me. Physical chemistry is the only avenue we have yet to explore. After tonight you will understand everything about me that was yet to be discovered.
After tonight, you will understand why I deserve your submission.
The first meeting is never easy for a Dom. We must take everything we know about you and put it into a night you will never forget. A daunting task to say the least. I revert to my mantra Challenge Accepted . Every email, phone call, instant message and Skype call has led to this, our first play date. This is where expectations are met, or fall short. Where there is chemistry made or lost. Again I say Challenge Accepted
As you enter the hotel lobby, the first thing I notice is the knee length, floral patterned dress you wore for this occasion. The greens matching the color of your eyes, the pinks matching the color of your lipstick. Your gate is hurried until you see me. then, as if moving through water, you slow. Your shyness taking over as you approach.
Having discussed the protocol that would be invoked for this meeting, you reach me as I stand and instantly look down at the floor, avoiding eye contact as you offer me you greeting.
"Hello Sir" escapes your lips. Music to my ears.
"Hello Babydoll" I reply as I take your chin in my hand and raise it so I can gain access to your lips.
Your hands behind you in a box pose, I gently place my lips against yours as I am thinking Well Done . You have been practicing your poses and execute this one to perfection. As I pull away, I whisper "Good Girl". I see the slightest of smiles curving at your lips, but even more so, I see your eyes dancing with delight at my approval.
As I escort you upstairs, your head and eyes down, I see in the reflection of the elevator door, your eyes dart my way. Breaking protocol in the slightest of ways, but I don't say anything. I understand your anticipation. I can feel your nervous energy.
"May I take your shoes off for you Sir?" I hear as the door closes behind us.
"You may, pet" I reply as I lower myself into the chair.
You kneel before me and remove my shoes and socks. Your eyes never looking up. You move them to the side and wait for my command.
"What state of dress do I prefer you in my dear" I ask
"Naked Sir" you reply
"Then go into the restroom and come back out when you are ready to present yourself to me" I say
"Yes Sir" you reply as you move to the restroom.
I calm myself while you are gone and force myself to remember that you are new to this, that you entered into this because of your desire to submit, but unaware of exactly all that it entailed. I repeat my mantra Challenge Accepted
When you return, I see that you have put your hair into two perfectly placed pigtails. I have mentioned before, on several occasions I believe, how much I enjoy seeing your hair like this, and it pleases me to see that you have paid attention.
"Come over here and lay yourself across my knees with your head to my left side" I instruct
"Yes Sir" you reply "would you like me to count for you Sir?"
"No babydoll, this is not punishment, this is for enjoyment" I remind you
"Thank you for explaining that to me Sir" you reply
As you settle yourself into my lap, I being caressing the cheeks of your ass with my hand. running my fingers dangerously close to your pussy, feeling the heat that is already being given off, your arousal apparent.
I apply just a little bit of pressure to your inner thigh and instantly you understand that I would like your legs spread open just a little further. I am big on nonverbal communication at times like these and I am happy that you get my subtle hint.
Running my fingertips down the back of your leg, and bringing them back with my nails digging into them solicits a moan from you. Your nervous energy subsiding just long enough to enjoy the sensation. Your guard is coming down.
As I raise my hand to spank you, I feel your body tense, but only for a brief moment and then I feel you release, remembering I told you that it will hurt worse if you tense up. The recognition of your thoughts puts a smile on my face. I am now in your head.
My hand comes down right on target. My right hand on your right ass cheek. You jump, but you don't squeal, you don't say ouch, and you don't look back. All signs that we can continue.
Through all of our conversations, I have been gauging you, getting a feel for you, and after a lot of thought I decided that on my scale of 1-10, I would begin with you, at a four. That is exactly what you received and you took it well. I will not amp it up tonight though. I will keep it steady, as in time, they will take their toll as well as a few good eights, and I want to extend this night any way I can.
My hand meets it's target again and you respond the same way, I feel confident in my decision to continue along this line.
I rub your now rosy ass with my hand and prepare it for more abuse. When I see you relax, I begin again. Paying close attention to your breathing, and your movements, the spankings get closer and closer together. After several in a row, I feel you writhing in my lap as you try to maintain your silence with little success.
This is where my Dominance goes into overdrive. I hook my left arm under your neck to keep you in place. I pull your head back and unleash several blows of my hand to your ass, You squirm for release but surrender just as quickly, understanding there is nowhere to go. My lock on you is holding steadfast.
You repeating your mantra in your head I'm doing this for Him, I'm doing this for Us
To be Continued.......