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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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We had chatted for what felt like forever. He had told me that we didn't have to play on this first meeting, but we had grown so comfortable over the telephone that I kind of knew we would.
The hotel was booked. I should be there for eight he'd said, so I started to get ready at six. I took a long shower exfoliating my skin, shaving my most intimate parts, for Him. Stepping out of the shower my phone chirped "do not be late sub" was all it read. I had no intention of being late. I couldn't wait to meet my Sir.
My clothes were chosen carefully. So after drying my hair I slipped into what he called 'my uniform'. The finer details were left to me as long as my clothing included a skirt, blouse with buttons and of course stockings.
The stockings were sheer, not my usual kind, these were chosen especially for this night. My lingerie 'la senza' bra and sheer panties, together with a blue under the bust corset that nicely nipped in my curves!
I applied my makeup. Barely there really apart from my eyes. I followed his instruction and applied heavy charcoal greys with black mascara, my green eyes twinkled 'yes' he would love what i had done, the darkest eyes with just a touch of lipgloss.
My clothes a pencil skirt that came to just below my knee, nothing short and slutty and a buttoned through sleeveless shirt. Along with the sheer stockings I felt sexy and classy. I ran my hands over my curves as I slipped into my highest heels which completed the look.
I left the house with plenty of time to spare. A summer storm was in the air, the wind whipped at my coat and played havock with my hair and I was quite breathless when I reached my car. My overnight bag in the boot I settled into the driving seat and programmed my Tom-Tom. Estimated time of arrival 7.48. Perfect I thought with a smile. With butterflies racing around in my tummy I txt Him. "just setting off now Sir. See you in about 40 minutes".
My journey began ok but quickly became eventful. The winds picked up and the rain began, and oh my did it come down. My Tom-Tom took me down some country lanes. The roads were quickly becoming flooded and my journey became less and less pleasant, until I hit a closed road. Damn!!! I turned in the direction of the diversion but became lost as the diversion signs disappeared. My Tom-Tom recalculated and kept trying to take me down the closed road. The winds were blowing the rain was lashing and the Tom-Tom now said estimated time of arrival 8.03. I was going to be late!! At last I turned onto a main road. I searched for signs, lost and confused and now panicking that I was going to be late. That's when I took a right turn into oncoming traffic. The cars swerved and missed me by inches! I pulled off the main road. Looked over my shoulder to see if either of the other cars had stopped. My heart was pounding out of my chest. I wanted to thank them. Thank them for missing the stupid girl who just pulled out in front of them. But they were gone!
Hands shaking I pulled out my phone to txt "can you take a call" I typed, and received a quick "sure". He answered with his usual 'hello sub' in that lovely rich voice, and my whole sorry tale and details of my nightmare journey tumbled from me ending with "so I'm going to be late". His words were calming, he reassured me that the time did not matter, all that mattered was that I was in one piece. I burst into tears, blubbering down the phone that I loved my new car and I had almost just lost it because I was scared to be late and the wind and the rain. "Calm down, take a deep breath and just get here" he said. "I'll meet you in the bar, what's your tipple?" "Gin" I replied "with tonic".
I sat for a moment. Astounded at the state I had got myself in. I calmed myself, then set off, driving slower and in the right direction! Twenty minutes later I pulled into the car park. I looked in the mirror. Reapplied some lipgloss, tried my best to sort out my puffy eyes and stepped from the car.
I entered the bar and looked around, He saw me, stood so I would see him, then watched me as I nervously headed in his direction. "Hello" he said with a smile as he handed me my Gin.
So I took in the man I had been chatting to, as we met for the first time. He was warm and calming, had a smile to die for, was dressed in a suit and looked sooooo handsome. Could this man really be the sadist he described on his profile!? It was hard to believe.
"Well........." he said "I have to say that's the first time I've had a sub in tears before we had even met!!!" The ice was broken, I relaxed a little sipped on my Gin and continued to take in this man. One more Gin and my horrific journey was a distant memory. We chatted as easily in real life as we had on the phone. "Shall we go up to the room" he asked. I blushed and nodded.
The room was plush. I surveyed the decor and tried my hardest to ignore the array of.... shall we call them implements.... laid out on the bed. "Sit here" he said and stood behind a chair which had been placed in the middle of the room. I dropped my bag into a corner threw my coat on top and dutifully sat where I had been told. He rested his hands on my shoulders, but only for the shortest time as they slid to my wrists, he produced a rope and tied my wrists behind me, it made my boobs rise in front of me, I waited patiently while he finished the tie. He walked from behind me and stood in front of me. I looked up at him and smiled. He smiled back then began to undo the buttons on my blouse, just two, to reveal the top of my bra and my heaving cleavage, he pushed up the hem on my skirt to reveal my stocking tops then walked to sit on the edge of the bed which was about four feet away and sat and looked at me.
I squirmed under his gaze. He told me how pretty I looked. I blushed. I think this pleased him. He sat and viewed me a while longer, then stood and took steps towards me. He undid more buttons, slipped my blouse from my shoulders, pushed my skirt higher so he could now also see my lacy panties, then retook his seat to once again view this female before him.
My heart was pounding my face flushed and my pussy twitched. My god this reaction was all from the mere gaze from this man. Once again he told me how gorgeous I looked. Told me how he was going to enjoy me. Then reminded me that this is why I was here.
For his enjoyment!
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