You are called Tabitha, but to me you are Tabbi, my own name for you. When we first meet online you are a woman of frustrated needs. You own a never been kissed pussy, a never smacked bottom, and a virgin anus, and you desperately need to alter this state of affairs. You are a submissive without a Master, an aimless wanderer in a sexual desert, and a flower yet to bloom. I will change all that. For weeks we chat as I lead you, help you prepare yourself, direct you down the road to your fulfilment. I am your online mentor, teacher, and guide. Now you are ready, ready to turn your aches into pleasures, your needs into fulfilments, your frustrations into joys. We arrange to meet. A neutral place, a motel halfway between our homes. There I will begin to help you explore yourself.
You follow me into the room, then stand and wait as I lock the door. This is one time when 'Do Not Disturb' really counts. For a minute or so we stand facing each other, smiling silently, and then I take your hands in mine and draw you to me. We embrace, hugging each other tightly for long minutes, this moment had been a long while coming and we were going to savour it. Then we kiss, our first ever kiss, a gentle meeting of mouths and tentative discovery of tongues, becoming more passionate as our fires ignite. Your hands are holding me tightly, but mine begin their initial exploration of your body, roaming from your shoulder and neck to your bottom, cupping your cheeks and pulling you against me. I have an erection that feels good trapped between our bodies.
Eventually I break free, placing my hands upon your shoulders and holding us apart so that I can look into your eyes.
I speak. "Your safe word, this time and every time, will be 'tomato' - in honour of your blushes. I tell you now, well in time for when we get to where you might need it."
I look hard at you, trying to see what effect this first concrete evidence of our intentions was having on you. But you smile, struck by the aptness of our safe word, and I am content. "Tomato." You repeat. "Yes, I like that."
"I don't expect you to need it today, for today we will just begin to unlock your back door."
You nod, and I see disappointment and relief chase each other across your face. You had both hoped and dreaded that the beginning would be with a lesson in discipline. Discipline, humiliation, bondage, watersports, and even fisting; they will all come, but first a complete trust must be built and we will begin with anal play.
Taking my hands from your shoulders I begin to unbutton your blouse, revealing soft white skin and ample breasts held in place with a lacy white bra. My erection gets harder. Sliding your blouse from your shoulders I allow it to fall to the floor before unzipping your slacks and letting them pool around your feet. Then, taking your hands again I lead you towards the bed, waiting as you step out of your slacks. Dressed now only in white bra and panties, your blonde hair giving you a slightly angelic look, you are beautiful.
"If you are happy to do so, and only if you are, remove the rest of your clothes." This is my first instruction to you, and the only one you will get that will contain an element of choice.
You do not hesitate. Reaching round to your back with both hands you unclip your bra, allowing your full breasts to spill free. Then, still facing directly towards me and wearing a look of vague defiance on your face, you hook your thumbs into the waistband of your panties and with one move, quickly bend and remove them. Then you stand, naked and gorgeous, looking straight at me, making eye contact, your face slightly pink as I look at you. I am drinking in the sight of your body, a sight I have seen in my mind and waited to see in the flesh. You wait for my next request.
I indicate the bed. "Lie down." You comply, looking just a little nervous but with excitement evident in your eyes.