Part 1
Amber was depressed. Having just turned fifty, she was convinced she was on the downside of a dull and boring life. The recent divorce had ended a twenty-five-year marriage that had been sexless for nearly a decade. The contractual facade had been kept up for the sake of the children who were now grown up and on their own. She felt lost and lonely, isolated in a cloud of sexual frustration with little hope for relief on the horizon. In a vain effort to spread her wings, the newly liberated woman went out bar hopping a couple of times, just to get laid, but attained no satisfaction from the forays. The sex was as uninspired as the lifeless connections she had with the two men.
There was one arena that did excite the curious divorcee: Domination and submission. She had read Fifty Shades of Grey. This led her to investigate sites online that were more detailed and graphic. The idea of a man having sexual power over her turned this dreamer on. She would masturbate with visions in her head of men dominating her. Just the thought of kneeling and crawling before an authoritative executive type male made her wet. She longed to bring such fantasies to life but was unsure of how to make that happen. When she found a dating site that specialized in Dom/sub connections, Amber created a profile under the name 'SubOhio', advertising herself as a submissive seeking a Dom. The beginner giggled when her inbox was quickly flooded with messages. Many were crude one-liners that were rejected out of hand. Some were from men who clearly had problems. There were a few who seemed interesting, but who soon turned into ghosts. She whittled down the possibilities, settling on a list of six potential Doms.
She exchanged emails with the six before meeting three for coffee. They were disasters. The best of the lot wanted to share her with the other women in his 'pack'. One was a shady, abusive character who was scary to be around. The other smelled so bad Amber thought she might get sick from his body odor. The experiences served to increase her frustration even more, feeding her fears of never finding a suitable Dom.
A week later, SubOhio was disposing of more chaff in her mailbox when she came across a new message that got her attention. It was from a man in a nearby town. It was short and to the point:
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SubOhio;
I am a twenty-three-year-old Dom who recently got out of the Air Force after a six-year tour. I am intensely attracted to older submissive women. I would like the opportunity to discuss this more with you. Please respond if you find the idea of being Dominated by a much younger man to be stimulating.
Michael
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Amber was close to pressing the discard icon, as twenty-three was a lot younger than what she had in mind, but she decided to at least check out his profile. His picture impressed her. The Air Force veteran looked older than his age. He was tall with dark hair, handsome, posing without a shirt, showing off his muscular physique. But the asset that intrigued her most was his deep blue eyes which gave him a dreamy yet powerful look. Her curiosity was piqued even more after reading his well-written profile that revealed an intelligence rarely found in other bios on the site. She decided to answer his email to see what might happen:
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Michael;
My name is Amber. What can you offer me, young man?
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His reply arrived a few hours later:
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Amber;
Thank you for answering my email. I was pleased to hear back from you. Let me tell you exactly what I can offer you.
I joined the US Air Force at 17. I was 3000 miles away from home, living on my own, enjoying the freedom this gave me. There were many opportunities for dating girls my age, but they just didn't do it for me. From puberty, I have felt a strong sexual attraction to much older women. When I was stationed at my first base in California, I posted an ad as an 18-year-old seeking a woman 40+ on a dating site. I received a number of replies which led to dates with several women. I was in heaven. At first, it was mainly a learning process for me as I was very inexperienced. But as I caught on, my confidence grew. Older women that like younger men seek strength, stamina, and virility. I have all three in abundance. As I gained experience, I took more control in the bedroom. I learned the art of Dominant lovemaking. I began to study D/s, seeking to develop myself. I had the physical prowess and good looks but needed to learn the psychological and emotional skills necessary to be a top-shelf Dom. I have done so. I am comfortable in the role now.
I am self-disciplined. I take good care of myself; no smoking, drinking, or drugs of any kind. I work out daily. I am an alpha male who is geared to lead and succeed. I am demanding of my submissives, training them to behave and follow my rules. Although quite capable of stern discipline when warranted, I am fair. In return for your submission, I will envelop you with my power and strength, my authority, my Dominance. I never masturbate; I save all my energy for my sessions with submissives. My subs get my all.
If this piques your interest, then you are to write back to me, telling me more about you. Now, you are not my sub but you are submissive and I am a Dominant. Therefore, you will approach me with respect. Calling me "young man" is demeaning. Do not do that again. If that is all you got, then don't waste my time.
Michael
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Amber was stunned by his email, reading it over and over for almost an hour. The words hit her like a freight train. His tone, his attitude were exactly what she thought a Dom should exhibit. She felt the power in his words, trembling as she absorbed them. The age difference now meant nothing to her, for it had transformed from a detriment into an asset. The flustered woman knew she had to answer his letter, only this time she must pick her words very carefully to not lose this opportunity.
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Michael;
I apologize for the choice of words in my first email. I hope you can forgive me as I meant no disrespect. I am very new to this and I sometimes feel like I am stumbling around in the dark with a blindfold on, not knowing what to do. I am very interested, Sir. If you judge that I am worthy, I would like to learn submission from you. I want to be submissive to a strong man. I feel that need within me, but I can't explain why. Perhaps you can provide me some guidance in that. I hope that you find me to be an attractive older woman who pleases you. I look forward to hearing more from you, Sir.
Amber
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Before pressing send, Amber proofread the email many times to be sure everything was correct. She felt there was a pleading, groveling aspect to her message, making her wonder if that was good or bad. She was willing to do anything for a fire had been lit within her. The impatient neophyte waited hours for a reply, but none came. It was a restless night tossing and turning, checking her inbox constantly.
The following afternoon, his answer came:
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Amber;
Very good. I feel the sincerity in your words. Honesty is of the utmost importance in D/s. Let us continue.
In all the pictures you have attached to your profile, I can see your submissive nature in your poses and your pleading eyes. You are begging for an authoritative man to control you, to use his power to transform you into the sensual woman you have always wanted to be. You have never been able to reach your potential for pleasure because of your inhibitions and self-doubt. You need a Dom to break down the walls that hold you inside. You need to be told what to do. You want to be told what to do.
I am interested because your needs complement mine. I will work with you. But I need to know right now, little girl: Will you do what I tell you? Will you demonstrate obedience to my will?
Michael
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Again, Amber was blown away by what he had to say. His addressing her as 'little girl' melted her inside, a confusing reality considering she was twenty-seven years older than him. But there was no doubt that his authoritative bearing and outlook made her feel childlike. It was frightening yet strangely magnetic, drawing her in for more. She replied immediately, wanting him to feel her urgency.
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Sir;
I promise that I will give you my obedience. I will do what you tell me. I am willing to submit to you without reservation.
Amber
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She fell to her knees, shaking and crying, shocked to the core by the reply which she had felt compelled to give. Her deep need for submission had been acknowledged. After decades of looking at the diving board, she had impulsively jumped off it, plunging headfirst into the murky waters below with barely a thought of holding back. She had exposed her inner soul to a much younger man she had not even met, but in whom she was willing to place her trust. As she knelt on the carpet convulsing, years of anxiety drained out of her. She was now committed. Her dark shadows would be brought out into the light.
Over the next week, the two exchanged emails several times a day. The submissive asked questions, the Dominant gave answers with explanations. His forthrightness earned her confidence in him. She now also found herself fascinated with the older/younger possibilities. The youth factor invigorated her. And she remembered the old joke that 20 goes into 50 many more times than 50 goes into 20. Amber sensed they were getting close to meeting. She received this email on a Thursday afternoon:
