My first fantasy meeting Pt1
I had been emailing with Mark for quite some time on a lovely dating site. We had exchanged a number of fantasies and had really gotten to know each other over the last couple of months. When is character, he is a true Dom Daddy but otherwise, a pretty cool guys. We had a lot of common interests. Me, I loved the fantasy of being a little slut completely submissive to a Top. I yearned to be treated like a ***********.
One of my challenges was that I have never actually met anyone in person. Playing on the cam was one thing but meeting in person... whole other story. I guess either I was too choosie or we just didn't have complementary personalities or desires. For whatever reason, it just never happened.
Mark and I were exchanging or semi-regular emails on day. I was getting hot with our back and forth exchanges about lingerie and the modeling that I yearned to do. Out it popped, Mark asked if I though that it was time for us to try and meet, see if there was any chemistry between us? My heart sank, this is when things always went badly. I swallowed and said, "Ok, with conditions." Day time during the week was my best time. Surprisingly Mark agreed that it was the best for him also. Ok, I thought to myself, so far so good. We agreed on a time and day, the place was to be his secondary work location. I thought this only somewhat curious but figured that he wanted a comfortable location for us both, no pressure type thing.
As the date and time arrived, all I could think about was first impressions. I have a petit build for a guy, 5'9", 165 and a small waist, 31". I have always had a distance runner type build and have always run. I was incredibly nervous about what he looked like and what I would look like to him. He was a stocky man over 6' and about 220lbs according to his descriptions. Email descriptions and pictures tell some of the story but... you get my drift.
I drove out to the location he gave me the address to. Kind of out there, more like an industrial/ warehousing area in the middle of nowhere. I found the business, nervous to the point I could hardly walk, I approached the front door. A sign read, deliveries in rear. The door was locked. I drove around back of the building and pulled up to a delivery door. Parked and walked into a small office.
Mark was standing there smiling and said, "Rita?" That is my name I liked in my dressing fantasies. Hi I said extremely nervously! He said relax, sit. He sat behind the desk and I say as if at an interview. He had coffee made and offered me some which I gladly took to break the ice.
We exchanged small talk and before I knew it I was two cups of coffee down and had to run to the bathroom. Mark pointed it out and off I went. Thankful for the break, I returned to the office to find only a note tapped to the chair I was sitting in. It read, Rita you are just as you described yourself. I find you interesting and would like to know more. If you are also interested in getting to know me better, strip all of your clothes off and enter the shop. If you are not, then leave the door you came in. My heart was racing.... what do I do???? After all of this time is this actually happening?
AS my clothes hit the floor, my mind raced. I felt powerless with all of my clothes on the floor. I felt my heart leaping out of my chest. I looked down at my clothes and placed my hand on the door handle and opened the door and walked in.
I could feel my bare feet on the cold concrete floor and hear my breath. the lights were on but it was still barely dim in the shop. I saw Mark sitting on a stool by a bench. He was smiling again and said that he was very glad I came into the shop. He was looking me up and down and I guess I had my hands in front of my little clitty by reflex. Mark said that since I was now in his room, he would be in character and was his little play toy. I swallowed hard again.
Mark in a stern voice told me to come closer and to drop my hands to my sides. It was time for him to fully inspect his new cunt. I walked to within a couple feet of Mark and he said, "Stop." Mark got up and slowly walked around me, I could feel his eyes. He would gently brush his fingertips over my shoulders and back as he walked behind me. As he stood behind me he said, " Bend over, grab your ankles and don't move until I tell you to understand!" "Yes'" I replied. Smack, my ass lit up with fire. Yes Daddy is the correct response cunt. My ass stinging, I knew there was a huge hand print left on my ass. Again, I could feel his eyes looking at me, it almost seemed like I could feel his breath on my ass. Then I felt something cold drip down my ass. I could feel his fingers guiding the cold wetness between my little ass cheeks. Teasing my cunt with his fingers. Before I knew it he instructed me to not move again, his finger slipped inside my tight pussy. Slowly at first, turning and sliding in and out of my gurlie cunt. I've never had anything in my ass before. At first it felt tight and uncomfortable but over the next few minutes, I grew to start pushing back on his finger.
That's my little Rita, Mark said. Learn to ride my finger little cunt.
More to come in part 2!
One of my challenges was that I have never actually met anyone in person. Playing on the cam was one thing but meeting in person... whole other story. I guess either I was too choosie or we just didn't have complementary personalities or desires. For whatever reason, it just never happened.
Mark and I were exchanging or semi-regular emails on day. I was getting hot with our back and forth exchanges about lingerie and the modeling that I yearned to do. Out it popped, Mark asked if I though that it was time for us to try and meet, see if there was any chemistry between us? My heart sank, this is when things always went badly. I swallowed and said, "Ok, with conditions." Day time during the week was my best time. Surprisingly Mark agreed that it was the best for him also. Ok, I thought to myself, so far so good. We agreed on a time and day, the place was to be his secondary work location. I thought this only somewhat curious but figured that he wanted a comfortable location for us both, no pressure type thing.
As the date and time arrived, all I could think about was first impressions. I have a petit build for a guy, 5'9", 165 and a small waist, 31". I have always had a distance runner type build and have always run. I was incredibly nervous about what he looked like and what I would look like to him. He was a stocky man over 6' and about 220lbs according to his descriptions. Email descriptions and pictures tell some of the story but... you get my drift.
I drove out to the location he gave me the address to. Kind of out there, more like an industrial/ warehousing area in the middle of nowhere. I found the business, nervous to the point I could hardly walk, I approached the front door. A sign read, deliveries in rear. The door was locked. I drove around back of the building and pulled up to a delivery door. Parked and walked into a small office.
Mark was standing there smiling and said, "Rita?" That is my name I liked in my dressing fantasies. Hi I said extremely nervously! He said relax, sit. He sat behind the desk and I say as if at an interview. He had coffee made and offered me some which I gladly took to break the ice.
We exchanged small talk and before I knew it I was two cups of coffee down and had to run to the bathroom. Mark pointed it out and off I went. Thankful for the break, I returned to the office to find only a note tapped to the chair I was sitting in. It read, Rita you are just as you described yourself. I find you interesting and would like to know more. If you are also interested in getting to know me better, strip all of your clothes off and enter the shop. If you are not, then leave the door you came in. My heart was racing.... what do I do???? After all of this time is this actually happening?
AS my clothes hit the floor, my mind raced. I felt powerless with all of my clothes on the floor. I felt my heart leaping out of my chest. I looked down at my clothes and placed my hand on the door handle and opened the door and walked in.
I could feel my bare feet on the cold concrete floor and hear my breath. the lights were on but it was still barely dim in the shop. I saw Mark sitting on a stool by a bench. He was smiling again and said that he was very glad I came into the shop. He was looking me up and down and I guess I had my hands in front of my little clitty by reflex. Mark said that since I was now in his room, he would be in character and was his little play toy. I swallowed hard again.
Mark in a stern voice told me to come closer and to drop my hands to my sides. It was time for him to fully inspect his new cunt. I walked to within a couple feet of Mark and he said, "Stop." Mark got up and slowly walked around me, I could feel his eyes. He would gently brush his fingertips over my shoulders and back as he walked behind me. As he stood behind me he said, " Bend over, grab your ankles and don't move until I tell you to understand!" "Yes'" I replied. Smack, my ass lit up with fire. Yes Daddy is the correct response cunt. My ass stinging, I knew there was a huge hand print left on my ass. Again, I could feel his eyes looking at me, it almost seemed like I could feel his breath on my ass. Then I felt something cold drip down my ass. I could feel his fingers guiding the cold wetness between my little ass cheeks. Teasing my cunt with his fingers. Before I knew it he instructed me to not move again, his finger slipped inside my tight pussy. Slowly at first, turning and sliding in and out of my gurlie cunt. I've never had anything in my ass before. At first it felt tight and uncomfortable but over the next few minutes, I grew to start pushing back on his finger.
That's my little Rita, Mark said. Learn to ride my finger little cunt.
More to come in part 2!
7 years ago
