It was a Friday morning, 17th of July 2002, I was 18. Friday morning is very much like any other morning, but who could have guessed that this was the morning when I'd lose my virginity to my Mistress?
It was around 10:30 am, I was lying on the couch watching TV, minding my own business, the door bell rang, I got up and walked to the door. I opened it and it was Sara standing outside. Sara's 23 years old, she's got medium length brown hair, green eyes and looks beautiful. She walks inside and throws her handbag to the side.
"We're gonna play a little game, I think you'll enjoy it and I certainly will." She said.
"A game?" I didn't have a clue what she was talking about.
She peeked inside the kitchen and looked up to the 2nd floor overhanging the 1st floor.
"Nobody's home" I said to her.
She looked at me with her penetrating eyes and said, "Good, Strip"
I just stood there dumb and mute...whatever she just said went through one ear and out the other.
I finally caught up with myself and said, "What?"
"This is the Game, I'm going to dominate you and you're going to submit to me. We're both amateurs, but we'll develop our own style, Now strip!" She said in an utmost calm voice.
"I don't understand, what brought this on?" I could feel myself getting aroused. Sara however remained in character,
"I know you want this, I see the fire behind your eyes, the way you look at me, you need and want me to control you, tell me it isn't so...now strip!"
I slowly started to take my clothes off; I started with unbuttoning my blouse and taking it off. I opened my jeans and paused and said to her,
"Aren't you going to take your clothes off"
she answered me,
"Strip or I walk"