Kathy was understandably nervous. This was the first time she would see Him in person. Her request for a Master had been answered by so many. So many pretenders. So many wannabes. So many self-absorbed egomaniacal Doms. And then there was Him. He had caught her attention differently, not with a description of Himself or the offer what He'd do to her. He sent her a story, an erotic subtle D/s story that left her drenched. After reading it she contacted Him. They talked and He continued to send more stories, all by His own hand. Some based on truth, some based on the fantasies of His previous subs, a few His own. They chatted on-line and once, when He told her what He would do when they met, she soaked the chair she was on. He told her to get on her knees, lick it up and thank Him as she did it. She submitted to Him on-line. She knew she was His. She wanted Him like no other. Needed Him.
Now she walked down the road in a short skirt and no panties, a sexy blouse and push-up bra, (not that her tits really needed it) and high heels, looking every bit a slut as he had ordered. Every now and then a car passed and her heart raced thinking that it was Him. Finally, one slowed and the window went down. She stopped and looked in. She reminded herself to breathe. "Get in, pet." He said and she quickly did as she was told. When she was in she looked at Him. Just like His picture, slim and muscular and dark. His head was freshly shaved, His smile a wicked grin, and His eyes, penetrating but mischievous. He could see her state and was loving it.
"So?" He grinned.
"Yes, Master?" she said, her voice quivering.
"Do I get a kiss?" Kathy had asked Him if it was ok beforehand. He had given His approval. He had even asked what kind? A simple kiss? Something more passionate and loving? Or hot, erotic and probing? She wanted the second. She leaned into Him and He gave her a quick kiss on lips then sat back. She sat back too, not knowing what to think. Did He not like the way she looked? Was He playing?
"Let's go." He said as He pulled out onto the road. They drove to a more secluded spot but one where traffic still passed by occasionally. He stopped the car and told her to get out. He got out too and came around to meet her.
"Master?" she started but He hushed her. He looked up and down her body. He had her turn around. His hands began to explore her, starting with her face. His fingers traced her contours, moving down slowly to her neck. It almost felt like a massage. Downward He moved over her, to her sides and tummy, her hips and finally her ass. Her attention had been so focused on His hands she almost didn't realize how close He now was in order to hold her ass. His smile made her shiver. And then He was kissing her. It was the passionate kiss she wanted. He held her close and her arms came up around Him. It was tender and loving and she lost herself in it. She resisted when he finally pulled away.
He took a step back and assessed her again. She didn't know what to do and so just stood.
"Strip." He said finally.
"Master?" her heart was racing and her mind wasn't keeping up.
"Strip!" He ordered. They were at the side of the road. Anyone passing by would see her. Still she couldn't get out of her clothes fast enough. Soon she was standing naked before Him. The cold night air made her, already hard, nipples perk up even more.
"On your knees." He said and she dropped in front of me.
"Your oath."
He had given her the oath to memorize for now. Though she was already His, He wanted the formal submission when they met.
She spoke, her words clearly meaning them so much in her heart. "Oh Master, I am Your slut from this day forward. My body is Yours. Punish me when I am bad. Use me for Your pleasure. I will be with none but whom You order. I will receive pleasure only in Your presence. I am Your toy, Your property for as long as You will have me."
She had faced the ground during the oath as ordered. When she lifted her head His cock was before her. She felt her wetness leaking down her thighs.
"I accept you, my slut. Now lick me till I'm hard."
He was already halfway there. Her submission was obviously affecting Him. Her tongue moved skillfully over Him. Her hands took Him up. She had waited so long to touch Him. She savoured each moment. Soon she had Him fully erect.
"Stand." She did. He walked up to her and took her arm. Without warning He spun her around and pushed her down over the hood of His car. His cock was at her pussy and He rammed it in with a solid thrust. She was so wet He slid in with almost no pain. She gasped as He invaded her. He held her from behind. His hands moved along her back and He slowly slid out. Again, He thrusted forward hard. This time his hands came around to her breasts and squeezed them tightly. He rocked their bodies together slowly as though they were dancing. He whispered in her ear, "Ask for it."
"Fuck me, Master." She said quietly.
"Beg for it."
"Please, Master, fuck this little slut. I want you so badly."
