He sent me the address to an airbnb near where I lived. As I packed my play suitcase my hands trembled with excitement. This was the first time I was meeting someone to play with that I wasn’t in a romantic relationship with. Something about it felt…naughty. I felt like a slut and it tantalized me.

He gave me specific instructions on what I should bring along with me. He was very thorough. He requested several outfit changes along with selecting a few of my favorite toys, although he reserved the right to use none of them at all.

I was to arrive body completely clean, perfume & lotion free, shaved and ready for his inspection. Makeup was to be applied as though I were going our for a night on the town, dark and sultry eyes were his favorite. I was to wear normal comfortable clothing for my arrival. I followed his orders exactly, called my uber and headed to the location.

The driver asked if I was leaving for vacation as he placed my suitcase in the trunk. I told him I was going on a little trip and that I wouldn’t be staying long (not a lie). he had no idea what pleasures awaited me at the address he was taking me.

When I arrived, my heart was beating so loud in my chest I thought for sure even the neighbors could hear it beckoning. I knocked on the door three times, as requested and patiently waited. He opened the door and took my breathe away with his dapper appearance – his hair perfectly coiffed, his suit neatly pressed and shoes pristine. I had never seen him look so presentable, so handsome, so…..DOMINANT.

I asked for his permission to enter the room to which he allowed. He told me where to place my things and to have a seat while he prepared our drinks. I was visibly nervous, fidgeting and couldn’t quite find a comfortable way to sit. When he returned with our drinks he must have noticed I was on edge because he handed me my drink and whispered in my ear, “Relax, we’re just going to talk for a bit”.

I took a sip of my drink and felt my body relax. We talked casually about stuff and things that I can’t really recall because during the whole conversation all I could think about was what was about to happen. I couldn’t help but stare at his lips as they moved, wondering what they were going to feel like pressed against mine. As he talked, I noticed the strength in his hands and tried to imagine the power they had to make me submit to whatever he wanted.

How is it that I don’t remember him being this good looking all the times I had seen him at gatherings before. How had I not noticed this handsomely mysterious man now sitting in front of me talking ever so cooly. The way he sipped his whiskey made it hard for me to pay attention to anything else but his mouth.

“We’ll get started as soon as we finish our drinks,” He said. I lifted the glass to my lips and drank until there was nothing left. “Eager to get started, I see.” It didn’t matter. He took his time with his drink. It was clear I had been too eager and he was going to punish me by making me wait even longer.

He asked me if I followed his instructions. “Yes Sir” I responded with confidence. He asked me to open my suitcase and remove the items he requested.

I laid out each outfit, one by one so he could easily see their splendor. A few items of lingerie, latex and simple bra and panty combo. He asked me which outfit I felt the most attractive in. I pointed at one of the 5 I had brought. To my surprise, he choose the same one I pointed at earlier. He asked me to go get changed in the bedroom and come out when I was ready.

I got changed into the outfit. Studied my body in the mirror, making sure I looked presentable. Maybe I should have chosen the other one so I didn’t show all the goodies at one. I poked and prodded at myself in the mirror. There was not turning back now. I took a deep breathe before opening the door and revealing my nearly naked body to him. He was sitting on the coach with his legs crossed. His eyes lit up as I entered the room and he asked me to spin around so he could see me from behind.

I stood with my back to him and could hear him shift his weight and stand up to walk toward me. With every step closer my skin was begging to be touched by the hands I studied so closely earlier as we talked over drinks. I tried to imagine their texture against my skin and where me might touch me first.

I could feel his gaze upon my body. He walked around me, studying me. He asked me to turn around and got just close enough for me to feel the heat from his body but made sure to never make physical contact. My skin flushed red the longer he made me wait but I remained silent and resolute. I’m sure this was my punishment for being so eager earlier. I deserved to wait.

“You look delicious” he said, standing now in front of me, face to face. “Look at me” he whispered and I did. I looked into his beautiful brightly colored eyes for what felt like an eternity. His lips were hovering just inches away from mine, “Good Girl” he muttered. I let the words sink in and my body turned red hot with desire praying he would kiss my lips just once so I could feel his affection.

He lingered for a moment then turned and walked away. He sat back down on the sofa and I stood there, exposed and flushed. “Come here” he said with a commanding voice. As I started to walk toward him, he said, “NO! On your knees!”

I quivered with delight and got down on my hands and knees and crawled across the living room toward him. The wood creaked beneath my knees as I crawled slowly to his feet. I felt like an animal in heat as I made my way toward him. My shoulder blades pressing against my skin each time my hand made contact with the floor.

I felt sexy and confident and ready to ravage him as soon as I reached his shiny shoes. I stopped at his feet, in my slavegirl Nadu position – knees spread, back and head straight up and hands on my thighs. I wanted him to know how much I desired to please him, that I was his and he could do whatever he wanted to me.

I submitted to him in that very moment and awaited his next instruction.

TO BE CONTINUED…. Click Here for Part II