Scott had to admit to himself that he was nervous. He had met Crystal online about 5 months ago on a BDSM chat site. At first, the interactions were the usual anonymous crap that was indicative of most of the other members. There was the usual cyber-scene and then small talk and the usual "we should meet again." Those five months, he and Crystal had shared fantasies, talked about the lifestyle, and shared online resources. About a month ago, he asked if she would send a picture of herself, and almost surprisingly, she did. The picture was of a woman about his age who was fully dressed conservatively. After they exchanged pictures, they decided to meet. Scott did take the lead and asked her and, in a way, laid the very beginning of a dominant/submissive relationship.
He arrived at the restaurant first and was seated at a table that was not really secluded but private enough. Not three minutes later, he noticed a woman dressed just like the girl in the picture, and the host brought her to his table. Standing up and offering his hand, he was surprised that his voice cracked.
"Hi, Crystal?" He said with a bit of a dry mouth.
"Scott?" Her voice also seemed a bit hesitant, which calmed Scott a bit.
Crystal took his hand and sat down across from him with a smile.
"At last, we meet, although I feel like we know each other." Scott almost groaned at the cliché that fell out of his mouth.
"I feel the same way." It's finally good to put a real face to the name."
The waiter came over and asked about drinks. Crystal looked at Scott with a smile and ordered a glass of Chablis, and Scott ordered a tap beer. Both were happy that neither ordered a stiff drink. Scott always said online that he would never have a scene or be in "dominant" mode while drinking. Crystal remembered that and was very happy.
Dinner arrived, and they both talked about jobs, education, and how dating was hard. The conversation then turned to the chat rooms and some of the people there.
"Did you ever see GrandMaster?" Crystal asked with a slight chuckle. The handles that some users had were pretty bad.
"Oh yes, he was always telling us other Doms how good he was." Scott laughed as he remembered how arrogant this guy was. "He would always tell the Doms how he had multiple slaves and subs ready to obey at the snap of his fingers."
"Did you ever see a scene with him?" Crystal grimaced at the only scene she had with GrandMaster.
"Well, no, I usually ignored him. I did start making fun of him with another Dom as he had some poor submissive in a scene. He was a bit miffed, to say the least."
" I did once, and he started barking orders and calling me names. I went with the flow until he told me to kneel and then proceeded to kick me in the stomach and cunt because I was too slow. Ever see a slave stand up and call him out?" Crystal smiled, remembering that.
"I'm sorry I missed that!" Scott was impressed because most submissives would just take what the Dom did.
Dinner was perfect; Crystal's salmon and Scott's prime rib were the perfect accompaniment to what was turning out to be a great, low-key first date.
"Would you like to walk along the beach?" asked Scott. He had to admit he was very intrigued by Crystal and wanted to spend more time with her.
Crystal smiled and nodded. "I'd love to." She, too, was intrigued by Scott.
Leaving the restaurant, they walked the two blocks to the beach, where Scott hesitantly took Crystal's hand. The night was warm as they walked along the beach. Crystal stopped and took off her sandals and took Scott's hand again.
Crystal looked at Scott and blushed a bit. "Shall we talk about the elephant in the room?"
Scott grinned and agreed. It was hard to bring up their likes and dislikes even though they had been intimate online. This was reality and even though their interaction online was erotic it was still lacking the physical touch.
Looking down at Crystal Scott said, "I supposed as the dominant I should go first."
Crystal chuckled, "yeah, that would probably be the best." She was relieved that Scott took the lead as it was going to be hard to express her desires and needs as a submissive.
"GrandMaster would probably not approve, but a good dominant/submissive relationship needs to be not only consensual but also in line with what they both need. As a dominant, I want control of the submissive, but, saying that, I don't want a piece of milk-toast. I got so upset at submissives online that said, 'I'll do whatever master wants.' When I asked if they would want their master to saw off their arm, thinking a bit of common sense would come to play, they would say something stupid like 'if master wanted it, sure.'"
Crystal burst out laughing as she had seen some of the online subs act that way. "They are pathetic aren't they?"
"I also believe that a good dom/sub relationship is not just for the bedroom. To me that would be like 'hey, hon, we have some time so prepare yourself for a whipping.' The relationship, within reason and common sense, should not only establish the role of the two but also carry out to times outside of the bedroom. Of course I don't want the sub to call me master or sir when we are out in public but I believe that each person should know and acknowledge their place." Scott looked down at Crystal and took a deep breath. He hoped she agreed and yet it was quite nerve wracking to open up like this.
"You have no idea how happy that makes me. I fully agree and hate to turn my submission off and on." Crystal was almost giddy inside in hearing Scott's ideas.
Scott smiled down at her. "Your turn, what do you seek?"
"I want a dominant that is assertive, takes charge and yet uses common sense. I want to serve my master with my heart and want him to push my limits. I don't like playing games and don't believe in 'testing' my master." Crystal grinned and added, "I am not the type of submissive that will cut her arm off for him."
They both had a chuckle at that and walked down the beach. Scott stopped, turned to her with a serious look.
