As you approach my door you send me a text that you have arrived. No response. Looking up, you see a note taped to my door. "A " is all it says on the envelope in red ink. You remove it from the door and carefully open it. Removing the letter inside, you unfold the paper.
"A – Come in. This is the only choice you will have tonight. Once you make it, you are mine until I release you. Think carefully before you enter. Is this what you want? Is this what you need? If it is, I can give it to you. If you choose to enter, lock the door behind you. Remove all your clothing except for your underwear and place them on the chair closest to the back door. Take the blindfold from the counter and kneel in the center of the room. Put on the blindfold and wait patiently. – J"
You pause for a moment, considering. You begin to wonder how far I am willing to take my new role. Once you enter the door, your decision will be made. Smiling, you think to yourself, "I've created a monster." With that, you open my front door, heart beating wildly. You turn to close and lock it and then follow the directions written on my note.
The room is lit with candles and soft, strangely seductive music is playing. Kneeling in the center of the floor, you put on the mask left for you. You think to call out to me, to let me know you are ready. Then you remember that was not listed in your instructions. Obedient from the start, you wait quietly and patiently for me. You hear my bedroom door open. I approach you and stand in front of you, placing my hand on your shoulder.
"Good boy," I praise you as I stroke the side of your face. "Your obedience pleases me."
You start to respond, but I place my finger over your lips to silence you.
"Don't speak unless I ask you something directly," I instruct you. "Then you may respond with an honest answer to my question and Miss. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Miss," you answer.
"Very good," I lean down and whisper and reward you with a light kiss near your ear.
"Do you remember the safe words we discussed the other night?" I ask you.
"Yes, Miss," you reply.
"What are they?" I ask.
"Yellow if I want to slow down or need you to ease up and red if I want to stop, Miss," you tell me.
"Such a smart boy," I praise you again and walk back into my bedroom.
Upon my return, I take off your mask and show you what I have for my sweet, obedient boy. A black leather collar and a lock are in my hands.
"I want to make you mine, but that must be your choice. What I take, you must first choose to give. Do you understand?" I ask you.
"Yes, Miss," you reply looking up at me, your excitement and pleasure apparent in your eyes.
"Do you wish to be mine?" I ask.
"Yes, Miss, more than anything," is your fervent reply.
Nodding my head in approval, I fasten the collar around your neck. I slip the lock through the clasp in the back and secure the closure. Showing you the key, I place it on the counter.
"You are mine to do with as I please until I remove my collar from you," I tell you. "This is not a question. You have made all the decisions you will be allowed tonight."
"Who does your body belong to?" I ask.
"You, Miss," you answer.
"Good boy. Do you want me to touch you?"
"Yes, Miss," is your response.
"Do you want to serve me with your mouth?" I ask.
"Yes, Miss," you confess.
"And do you want to obey me?"
"Yes, Miss."
"Your body, your mouth, your hands, your cock...they all belong to me," I tell you. "You will not cum until I allow it. If I allow it. Do you understand?" I ask you.
"Yes, Miss," you respond.
