Rob and I have been talking via email, instant messages, and phone for months. Our relationship had developed from online sex talk. The more we got to know each other, the more we realized that there was more to this relationship. Rob knew of my desire to be controlled and he was exploring the possibility of being a Dom. We fell into a D/S relationship online although this relationship was different than most relationships. Rob wasn't only interested in my body, but interested in my mind as well. This was intriguing and it made me feel even closer to him through our many conversations. The relationship was beneficial for both of us, but it was decided that we wanted to take the next step and physically meet.
We decided to pick a location where neither of us knew anyone, somewhere warm and near a beach. California sounded like the best place for us to finally meet for the first time. Rob found a villa on the beach and made arrangements to rent it for the week I was visiting. According to the rental agreement, it was going to be stocked with everything we needed or wanted. We spent one full night just putting together a grocery list for the owners to use so that they could take care of everything. After finishing the list, we started talking about how we were going to meet up. Rob told me of this delightful restaurant nearby that would be the perfect place to have dinner before all the festivities started.
It was a few more days before I went on the plane and headed towards our California rendezvous. Rob had instructed me on what to wear for our first meeting. It felt a little uncomfortable wearing the requested outfit to the airport let alone onto the plane. His instructions were simple. He wanted a black, low cut, short dress with no back, no panties or hose, and flat sandals. This type of outfit meant that I would be traveling to California on the plane without any underwear whatsoever. I was nervous, yet excited during the whole plane ride. The man in the next seat was a good looking man and I was afraid to move because I didn't want my dress to ride up and show off. The excitement about seeing my Master for the first time was arousing me as I sat on the plane and I couldn't help but wonder if maybe the man next to me could smell my arousal.
I landed at the airport and made arrangements for my luggage to go to the villa while I went to the restaurant. On the cab ride towards our meeting place, I couldn't help but get nervous thinking about what the first impression would be like. I wondered what he would think of an innocent woman like me traveling like I was to see him. In a way, I felt vulnerable, but I trusted him completely and started looking forward to the glorious things he wanted to do to me.
I soon arrived at the restaurant and told the host that I was meeting Rob. It was the first time I used his first name in ages since I always called him Sir during our chats. It was past lunchtime and way before dinner, so the restaurant was not crowded at all. I followed our host out to the patio that overlooked the ocean where there was only one table occupied. It was underneath a beautiful flowering tree. There, sitting at the table, was my Dom, Rob. It was a surreal moment. There sat the man who controlled me, who inspired me so much to to cross the country wearing less than usual. He looked dashing sitting there. His shirt partially open to the breeze. He stood and opened his arms and allowed me to step into his embrace. It felt like that I've finally made it home at last.I enjoyed the brief moment of warmth, of security like finding my soul mate after searching so long.
"Hello my pet" he said quietly as he wrapped his arms around me. My heart soared at his voice. It was so manly, so strong as much as authoritative.
"Hello Sir" I whispered back to him.
I was stuck over what to do next due to the fact that I wasn't sure when his dominion would begin. He took the lead by kissing me tenderly and looking deep into my eyes. No hint was needed to have our host make a timely exit to allow us some privacy. He kissed me again deeper and I could feel my body responding to him. We reluctantly pull apart and he pulled my chair out for me to sit like the gentleman he was. He sat across from me and began to ask me questions about my trip as well as how I was. For the next few hours we sipped some drinks, ate some appetizers, and talked about everything under the sun. As we talked, I removed my sandal and rubbed my foot up and down his leg, eventually caressing his cock with my toes. I could feel his cock bulge against the fabric of his pants. I wanted that cock more than anything in the world right then, but I knew that it's entirely up to him when and how I got to. It was one of the things I find most enjoyable about being submissive.
"Enjoying yourself?" he asked me as he looked down at my foot massaging his cock.
I smiled and told him that I was. At that exact moment, I felt that I lost control. He had me. He reached down and grab my foot, looked me in the eye, and told me that it was time we left. He paid the bill, stood up, placed his hand on the small of my back, and guided me out of the restaurant. His hand placement sent shivers down my spine as he led me to his rental car.
Unlocking the door, he opened it for me, but didn't let me sit down until he planted a kiss on my wanting lips. After closing my door for me, he walked around to his side of the car and sat in the seat. As he turned the car on, he reached over to place his hands between my legs and spread them. He then quietly instructed me to keep them spread as he began to drive. His hand ran up and down my thigh, each time getting closer and closer to my pussy.
"I'm happy to see that you obeyed my instructions and didn't wear any underwear today," he told me. Without taking his eyes off the road, he asked me if I wanted him to touch me.
I whispered quietly, "Yes."
"Yes what?"he responded.
I saw his eyes look at me with that look that told me it was time to be what I came here to be. I responded "Yes, Sir."