NOTE: This is a story from real life recollection. Names and identities have been changed but the actions in this story are from real life recollections. Personally I hope you will enjoy the set of short stories in this. Also I would like to thank HeyAll for helping me edit the story.
CHAPTER ONE:
A RELATIONAL FOUNDATION
The story starts in the dusty and hot metropolis of Doha, Qatar where a young guy in his 30s just got off work and looking at a website. It is not Tinder or a normal dating site, but a site about BDSM that the man has had experience with before. He has tried before to search for a Domme..as you see this guy is a submissive male living and working in the middle east. His name is Mike, a white man who has been working within the middle east for four years, primarily in the Gulf portion of the region doing various different Information Technology jobs. Admittedly, he has had tons of vanilla relations, certainly since arriving in Doha over a year and a half ago. But, the vanilla relations were not really cutting it for him considering he wanted to serve, and he wanted someone that could push his boundaries, to not only levels of kinkiness that few men really desire, but to find that person that he could honestly trust with his body and soul.
But ever since arriving in the Middle East, he really only had one short term BDSM relationship and that was really off of just pure and weird luck. That didn't last too long as there were serious questions from both people. But, Mike wanted to feel the desire of being able to serve. Granted, he could take the easy way out and take a flight to Dubai and found an escort that would be willing to do everything he wanted for a particular price. But Mike was not interested in this. He was more interested in serving someone local to him and someone that he actually wanted to serve, not just in the physical sense for an hour or two, but someone that he could properly serve long term.
Those opportunities in the Middle East, however are very hard to come by due to the culture, with religion setting the laws and the customs of people that live out here to where it is almost haram even though its two consenting adults that are wanting to practice this. In fact, the site itself that Mike normally used, was deemed as a pornographic website by the censor's of the countries internet. So Mike had to get creative and opened up his VPN and logged in to the site and only saw four females in Qatar. Granted, a little bit more than what was in some of the other countries around him, but he felt if this was going to work, he needed to find someone that was local and make it work long term. So, Mike sent a message introducing himself to a Mistress that lived here more or less thinking, that what is the worst that can happen. No response. That seems to be more likely the case. Or at least if there were a response, that it would more than likely be somewhat of a weird scam or from earlier in the year, a domme from where Mike was from wanted to extract a plane ticket just to see him in person and risk practicing kink inside Mike's shared living accommodation.
So, with Mike still attempting to make his new place that he lived in by himself a true home away from home, he received a message on the website. To his surprise, it was from the Mistress that he messaged was here. Mike's face lit up with gleam as they begin to trade messages back and forth for the better part of a couple of weeks so that they can get to know each other. These times were probably the best in Mike's life in Doha. Part of that probably counted for Mike's somewhat social awkwardness and his seemingly avoidance of normal social situations. The other part of it probably stemmed from him really wanting to be a submissive. Yes, he has been approached by wonderful attractive women who were not into kink at all, but were just normal vanilla women. But that did not really garner Mike's true attention as he was left with more questions than satisfaction.
The question is, with the messages that were being exchanged from the Mistress to Mike, what would happen considering that the last sets of messages exchanged was that the Mistress was travelling back. He was so concerned that weekend, because he felt like he lost a massive connection that they were sharing and that he might never see her again or hear from her. That is until, he remembered earlier in the week he sent the Mistress his number just in the case that they lost connectivity. So as Mike was getting ready to walk into his job, he saw a message from an unknown number to him with just one little emoji in it. This brought Mike's heart through the roof when he saw the emoji as he walked into work. They kept exchanging messages up to the meeting day.
CHAPTER 2:
THE DAY OF MEETING
The day was somewhat of a hot Saturday afternoon as Mike woke up a little earlier than normal for a Saturday afternoon. For, as you see this was supposed to be the meeting day in between himself and Mistress. The only thing that was known was a place, a relatively nice shopping mall on the outskirts of the city that Mike has been to before, but not often. Normally, he goes to the bigger mall right next door. But in this case, he was still very excited to get to meet up with someone he has had wild thoughts about. Getting to meet with someone who he had a real attraction to. Someone he felt like he could just give up complete control, something that he has been desiring to do for the longest time.
Mike dressed up conservatively but also very admittedly casual with a Mario t-shirt and jeans. The Mistress messaged him around 1:30 PM in the afternoon and said leave now to the mall. Mike finished getting ready and went down to the parking garage and to his SUV. He hurried up to the mall and parked somewhat away in his tan colored SUV and walked inside very slowly towards the coffee shop. There were no instructions, no pictures of Mistress to even go off of, so Mike was literally sweating as he went over to the coffee shop to get a cold bottle of water. After a few minutes, Mike starts walking as he saw a woman in an abaya walk by him with Mike not really paying attention to it. Than Mike gets a message from Mistress saying "you are an idiot. I walked past you and you didn't notice."
Mike asked, "Where are you at?"
Mistress stated "I am at the department store"
Mike walks over to the department store right in front of him and looks around on the first floor and then sees her as she motions him to walk behind her to go up to the second floor of the store. Mike with already red cheeks meekly says "Hello Mistress."
Mistress responds "Hello..go down now and wait for me"
Mike nods and walks down the escalator and starts looking at the men's clothes waiting on Mistress to finish upstairs. Mike feels like this is an eternity but then sees Mistress going down. Mistress tells him, "Walk behind me, we are going to my car."
Mike walks behind Mistress very slowly keeping quiet and also very nervous on the inside wondering what is going on. Mistress tells the car wash person and pays him the normal fare and Mike goes into the passenger side looking down. Mike utters "You are very gorgeous Mistress".
Mistress although sitting, when Mike was walking behind her stood to be about 5'10" but Mike keeps his eyes downcast as Mistress raises her hand and slaps Mike right across the cheek.
"How can you dress up so casually to meet me. Do you think that this is such a time to greet me with casual things?" Mistress questioned Mike.
"No Mistress. I am sorry Mistress." Said Mike very softly.
"Show me your credentials. I want to know if you are what you really are." Mistress stated to Mike.
Mike produced his ID card as Mistress examines it really closely and says to him ok and starts asking him about questions. Mistress and Mike talk in her car for about forty five minutes and then Mistress dismisses him.
"Yes Mistress." As Mike exits the car very slowly and then walks over to his car with his head down walking towards the car. Mike started up his car and ironically was driving next to his new found Mommy down the street for a bit until turning off and going back to his flat. Admittedly Mike was very excited to see what might be coming down the road for him.
CHAPTER 3:
The Tennis Center