I could hardly concentrate on the drive home from my first meeting with SIR. My head was spinning with all that had just transpired and with the possibilities ahead. Once home, I immediately created the email account for SIR and sent it to Him at the email address He had given me. I checked it every hour, maybe more, waiting for a reply. It was a day and a half before SIR got back to me. I was nearly crazed waiting for this email. Attached was the BDSM survey as promised.
I anxiously opened the attachment and dove in. It listed maybe 20 topics that required one of three answers; yes, no, maybe. "Yes", was defined as I definitely wanted to pursue the topic. "No", meant that I had no interest in the topic, and "Maybe", meant I had some interest in a topic and could go either way on it. I was new to a lot of this, but the survey got me thinking about what turned me on, what definitely didn't, and a lot of things that, quite frankly, I hadn't considered but now had my interest. These were all "Maybe's". I completed the survey and checked it over before sending it back. Was I sure about all of these answers? What was I opening myself up to? I finally decided I had been honest in my answers and sent it off.
Thursday, I got a reply from SIR. I opened the email and read:
Slave, I received your survey and found it to be interesting reading. I think we are compatible and will proceed. Report to My house promptly at 9:00 A.M. tomorrow. Park in the driveway and enter through the garage like we discussed last week. You will find some items laid out for you along with instructions. Do not be early or late. Be freshly showered.
Your Master,
SIR
My mind was racing as I read this. What would tomorrow bring? What would SIR have planned for our first scene together? My heart was racing but the erection in my pants showed my excitement. I could hardly wait for tomorrow. I was distracted the rest of the day, imagining all the different things that could happen.
I got a fitful night's sleep and was up early Friday. I ate a light breakfast. I was nervous, excited, and anxious. I showered and decided to wear just a pair of workout shorts and shirt. I didn't want to have too much to strip off in the garage. I didn't bother with underwear and found that oddly exciting as I got in the car and made the drive to SIR's house. It should have taken me about 15 minutes to make the drive, but I left 30 minutes early. I definitely didn't want to be late for our first scene and SIR was very explicit about not being early or late. My plan was to wait in the mall parking lot until it was just a few minutes before 9 and then finish the drive. I must have been anxious, because the drive only took 12 minutes. I must have been speeding and didn't realize it. I was so excited and nervous. I parked at the mall and looked down. My penis was stiff and a little precum was leaking through my shorts; something I hadn't considered when I chose not to wear underwear. Oh well, too late now, I thought to myself.
At 8:58 A.M. I finished the drive to SIR's house. I could see the garage door going up as I drove down SIR's street. I pulled into the driveway and parked. I left my wallet in the car and only brought my keys with me. I got out of the car and looked around. Nobody seemed to be watching. I walked into the garage, spied the door opener switch near the entrance to the house, and pressed it. The door closed on cue and I waited until it shut to start my preparations. On the hood of SIR's car, I found a brown paper bag, and opened it. Inside was a collar with a leash on it, a rather large butt plug, some lube, and a note.
The note read:
Strip naked. Fold and place your clothing by the stoop. Put the collar and leash on. Insert the butt plug. SIR has decided to make it easy on you this first time and has provided lube. Once you are ready, enter the house, and come down the basement stairs shaking the chain of your leash so that SIR knows you are on your way.
I was shaking as I prepared myself to enter. I could barely insert the butt plug. I think it was partly because it was so big and partly because I was so nervous my butt was clinching. I finally got it in, not without a bit of pain, and opened the door. I nervously entered and allowed my eyes to adjust before heading down the dark basement stairs. I was jingling the chain of the leash as instructed. I hoped I was making enough noise. I didn't want to disappoint SIR before we even began. I was walking awkwardly. I could feel the butt plug in my ass and I was unconsciously clenching my ass around the base. I couldn't tell if it was slipping out or not. I arrived at the last step and entered the basement. SIR was seated in the lounger fully dressed.
"Come", was all He said.
I dropped to my hands and knees and crawled over to SIR's feet. I sat on my haunches at His feet, as instructed in our first meeting, bowed my head, and placed my hands on my thighs. I could feel SIR looking at me but didn't dare look up. A few moments passed, which seems like an uncomfortable eternity to me, before SIR placed His hand under my chin and raised my head to look at Him. He stared into my eyes. It was almost as if He were trying to see inside my head with His stare. I looked back into His eyes. I could feel the power in His stare. I was subdued and submissive in this show of power. It was hard to explain but it was there. Just His stare told me He was in charge.
"Stand", SIR commanded.
I popped to my feet, hands at my side, head bowed instinctively.
"Spread your legs."
I spread my legs and SIR reached under my cock and roughly pulled on my ball sack. I let out a little gasp. I wasn't prepared for that. Next SIR pulled on my cock and stroked it just a little. He rubbed His finger on the slit of my cock and got a little of my precum on His thumb. He brought His thumb up to my mouth.
"Open!"
I had tasted my precum before, but this was extremely exciting, being forced to taste it. I opened my mouth and SIR pressed His thumb on my tongue. "That's right. Taste your own cum, you little slut. Suck my thumb and show me how You would suck my cock!" I sucked His thumb, running my tongue around it, hoping I was doing a good job. He pulled His thumb out of my mouth and trailed the saliva down my chin.
"You are a hungry little cum slut", He tells me.
"Turn around."
I turn.
"Spread your legs and bend over."
Now SIR is standing beside me. He grabs the butt plug and starts pulling and pushing it. I can feel my sphincter opening and closing as He works the plug in my ass. He twists it and continues pushing and pulling it. It feels so good. My cock is erect and dripping.
"I see you like this, slut. Your dripping cock is giving you away. Maybe I should replace the plug with my cock?"
