I met her online after I started a conversation with her by asking her to tell me what her favorite movie was. I asked her this because her profile didn't say much more that she liked "books, movies and the outdoors". We seemed to exchange an endless conversation from that simple question with me directing the majority of the questions to her.
She described herself as 31 years old, tall and skinny at 5'8 and 129 lbs. I asked about her hair and she said it was currently black and she was keeping it simple, shoulder length with some layering so it was more easily managed. When she asked me what I looked like I posted a couple of photos of me showing me as a happy-go-lucky petite brunette with my wide smile which my friends know me for. I don't fear the internet or erotic chat sites as I think there are fewer in them that would do me harm than might browse me in Facebook and know so much more about me.
We talked about a multitude of topics and she advised me early on she wouldn't ever show me her photo because she just wasn't comfortable showing it to a stranger. I was at peace with that and don't believe I did anything to push her.
It was getting close to my having to be somewhere else and I thought I would do something daring as I suspected I would never see this person again. I had controlled most of the conversation but I typed to her, "I want you to ask me one question".
After a pause her question came onto my screen, "Would you rather tie me up, or have me tie you?" I knew immediately in my heart what my response would be, but I used this opportunity to type, "I don't know, it would all depend on the feeling I got after seeing you." She told me my response was fair enough and let it drop.
We talked about a few other topics before I returned my thoughts to her question and suggested I might just toss a rope into the center between us and we should fight for the rope to see who gets the control." She said she thought I would win and I said even though I was smaller I suspected I would win also, because I felt she wanted me to control her. She said she would like it if I tied a leash to a collar around her neck and led her around. I told her I would dress her in a short skirt, thigh high stockings, and high heels and parade her through down the street. She said she would like that.
After a bit more teasing I asked her to tell me what city she lived in and as cautious as she was I couldn't believe she answered me and to my amazement she lived in the same city as me. I was so excited I had to collect myself to insure my message didn't come across as being giddy.
"Do you really want me to own you?" I typed. It took a while for the three letter word response she gave me, so I knew she had to think about it.
"yes," she replied.
"I don't know if I want to own you, but I want to take you for a test drive," I teased.
"How would you do that?" She replied.
"Do you have a mini skirt?" I asked.
"Of course I do lol," He replied.
"Describe it," I told her.
"I have more than one," She replied.
"I want one where the material is so thin and light it will float in the breeze," I typed.
"That would be my black one," she said.
"Are you busy tonight?" I asked.
"Nothing I can't cancel," She replied.
"How long can I have you?" I typed.
"Until tomorrow morning," She replied.
"What time in the morning?" I typed.
"8:00," She replied.
While I was keeping her busy with my questions I was checking the movie listings and saw Fifty Shades of Grey was still showing at the downtown Cine-Arts theatre.
"I want you to put on your Mini skirt with a top of your choice along with some thigh highs, and the tallest black heels you own or can borrow," I said.
"I can do that," She replied.
"I know you can," I typed, and added, "And no panties or bra."
"I can do that too," she said.
"And when you're dressed the way I want, you should meet me at the northeast corner of First and Northern at exactly 7:53 tonight," I typed.
Her silence was priceless and I could almost picture her in my mind with all the questions she might have at this moment, but also knowing how excited she had to be.
"Are you still there?" I typed, as she didn't leave the chat, but she also hadn't responded.
"I'm here," She replied.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
"I'm confused," She replied.
"Confused about what?" I asked.
"What's going to happen to me at 7:53," she asked.
"At exactly 7:53 I'm going to drive up to that corner and open my car door and you're going to get into my car," I said.
Again another wave of silence before she replied, "I might be anxious, but I'm not that reckless".
"Do you trust me?" I typed.
"I want to, but I don't know you," She said.
"So what are you hung up on? Getting into the car?" I asked.
"Do you really live in this area?" She asked.
"Be there at 7:53 and find out," I typed.
"I'm not going to get into your car when I don't know you," She replied.
"Fair enough," I replied, and waited a few moments before I sent another message which read, "I will be there on foot and I will lead you to where we're going to go," I typed.
"I'm going to feel really stupid if this is some kind of practical joke," She replied.
"I assure you this is no joke," I typed.
"I will be there, but if you're not who you say you are I'm going to scream and make a scene," She warned.
"I would hope you would, but it will be me," I typed, trying to reassure her.
"How will you know it's me?" She typed.
"How many high heel, thigh high, black skirts do you suppose will be at that intersection at 7:53 lol," I typed.
"One," She replied.
"As long as there's one I'll be happy," I typed.
"What are you going to do with me?" She asked.
"What are my limits?" I replied.
"No blood, nothing permanent, no scat," She said.
"That's pretty generic. Anything more personal? What if I want to involve others? Possibly men?" I asked.
"No intercourse," She typed.
"Anything else?" I asked.
"Can I stop things if I want to?" She typed.
"Yes... of course you can, but don't play games with me or I'll end things myself," I warned.
"I won't play games. Do you really think I'll be there?" She asked.
"I'm counting on it. I'll be there," I typed, and then I apologized as I was already late for a meeting I needed to attend and left the chat quickly.
I suppose the thing that made me most nervous was the rushed way I had to end the chat because I felt that may have worried her.
I dress myself in a my tight black mini dress with its plunging neckline which showed off my small braless breasts and like my little slave I wouldn't wear any panties either. I wanted to blindfold her, but thought that would trigger too much attention to others around us so I found an old pair of large frame black sunglasses and painted the back side of the glass with black paint making it impossible to see through the glass. I hoped the paint would dry before I needed them.
I was anxious and found myself pacing around my apartment watching the clock and trying not to be early, but knowing I couldn't be late. When it was time I got into my car and drove to the corner I instructed her to go to and parked my car in the closest parking spot where I could see the sidewalk she should go to.
It was 7:50 and no new cars had come into the lot and I wondered if I was going to be the one looking silly and foolish. I tipped my watch towards me again and as I saw it change to 7:51 I watched her in my rear view mirror walking past the rear of my car. I turned around and she was just as she described herself wearing exactly what I told her to wear along with a ladies V-neck tee-top which showed off her erect nipples which made me wonder what she'd been doing in her car as she was here ahead of my arrival.