How simple it all was starting with a bulletin board on a website. An interesting little new face popped up and they had immediately started talking. Their names are not important, just the simple facts. For our purpose we will call them Jack and Diane.
Within a week they had started chatting a little more often via the bulletin board, leaving little messages and responding accordingly, openly flirting but with a sly beneath the surface meaning that others may have to search through very hard to even begin to understand, their connection had been almost unrealistically intense from their first shared private messages that would pop up.
By the end of their first week chatting they had progressed to slight sexual teasing and then one night Jack simply threw caution to the wind and told Diane to call him as he typed in his phone number and hit send his cock was already throbbing at the anticipation of having an erotic chat with this online persona.
Jack had waited and given her about ten minutes when suddenly the little box that said she was online went off and his phone started to ring.
“Hello,” he said in a calm baritone voice.
“Hello, Master,” she uttered in a hushed voice.
He could tell she was timid, scared, yet, willing to be talked to and learned about. It issued from her every word online and over the simple first two words she had spoken to him. She was calling him by the only name she knew him, Master Jack which was his online moniker.
“How are you Diane?” he asked keeping his voice low and firm.
“F..Fine sir.”
He knew her level of respect was showing itself, he would soon test it but not quite yet it must be lead up to. They talked for hours that first night never really crossing into the sexual foreplay he had expected. It had been more offhanded comments and slow sensual wordplay and teasing. When they hung up three hours later he knew her inside and out from the basic everyday routine to her most forbidden desires.
After a few hours of sleep they were both back up and on the computer and once again he instructed her to call him. She agreed and soon they were on the phone again although this time he had a deeper agenda than last night. This time he wanted to make the girl cum and show her that she already belonged to him in her mind, it was time to make her body follow.
“Now, Diane, imagine I am walking through your door right now, I see you laying on your couch and you know me, you know what I look like already and your breath catches in your throat. I know what is going through your mind, how did he find me, what does he want and so on. I’m going to tell you, I’m here for your body. As you would stand up to come to me I would kiss you, slowly probing as you struggle to fight the urges welling inside you.” “Master Jack please, I can’t do this, not now not like this, don’t make me sir,” Diane begged.
“Shut up slut it’s going to happen, just listen to my words, play along if you like but you damn well had better be rubbing your clit and pussy as I talk.”
“Sir, I can’t do that,” Diane exclaimed, “I’m not ready for this step yet.”
“Shut up slut, I said you will and are going to do as I tell you,” I was being as stern over the phone as I could with her letting her know who was indeed in charge.
“Now as you struggle I would begin to run my hands up your body, whispering that my little slut felt so good as I ripped away the thin top you had on leaving you in only your panties. Then as you continue to struggle you raise a hand to hit me, that’s when I would give you a light slap and tell you, that you had best think again and I would give you another slap letting you know that the Master’s hand is much rougher than you had thought. As you recoil from the light blows you also feel your pussy getting wetter, this is what you have always wanted and desired you slut, I and you both know it.”
