Elizabeth looked at the message again, staring at it for a long while. Surely it couldn't be as blatant as she had read. So again she looked at the email message. It was from Anthony, her on-line Master.
"Dear Beth, It is time or it is over. Meet me at the cabin on the map included tomorrow or we must end this now. Be prepared if you come that I expect your submission completely. Anthony."
She blinked and closed her computer down. As she lied in bed, she watched the perpetual spin of the ceiling fan. This monotonous show normally lulled her into sleep but tonight it did nothing to clear her racing thoughts. Since her divorce last spring, she had felt completely unlovable and unwanted.
Somehow one night she found herself in a BDSM chat room, which was odd considering she had never thought of herself as even thinking of becoming involved in such a life but nonetheless she was intrigued by it and wanted to learn more. She sat watching people talking and even talked. Many Men would approach her for cyber sex and while Elizabeth would play from time to time, nothing had prepared her for meeting her online Master, who not swept her off her feet but made her feel like the slut she had always wanted to be.
Elizabeth sat at her desk for a long while and finally logged into her favorite chat room. After a few moments, he saw her name and he whispered to her. "What's your decision little one?"
"I'm coming to see You," she wrote and he asked, "Can I call you now? Is your daughter sleeping?"
She agreed and reminded him that her daughter was at her father's for a few weeks. Feeling heady, she picked up the phone and purred, "Hello Master."
"Hello, lil one. Do you know how to get to the cabin?"
"Yes, Master," I received the map and know the route.
"Good, lil one. I want you to bring your toys and your desire to submit," he whispered in that husky voice of his. It felt like his voice was warm water dripping over her body, sliding over her flesh, making her tingle.
"Yes, Master" she literally purred.
"Where are you, slut?" he asked.
"My bedroom Sir."
"Are you naked?"
"I have on my nightgown with no panties, Sir."
"Take it off," he said and she just moaned.
Slipping off her nightgown, the feel of the silk caressing her skin, sent shivers through her. Even his voice sent an electric shiver through her. "I'm naked, Sir."
"Go get your butt plug, your clips, and your vibrator. Tell me you're ready to really play, my little slut."
He pulled out all the toys from the dresser drawer and walked over to the bed. Picking up the phone and putting it to her ear, she whispered, "I'm back , Master."
"Tweak and pull your nipple until it gets rock hard. Use your finger nails and dig hard into the flesh..pull and roll it for 10 times on each nipple, sweet slut."
She took her nipple into her fingers and not so gently pulled it..twisted it and sunk her finely manicured nails into the flesh. With the phone perched between her cheek and shoulder, she moaned out loud into the receiver. She counted out each time she did his bidding and when she was done, she was breathing harder and faster.
"I want to be with you, my little minx. Do you want me there, my sweet slut?"
"Yes," she breathed, "I want you so much."
"Good," he said huskily, "because I'm parked in parking lot just outside your house, sweet slut. Do you want me to knock on your door?"
"Yes," she said excitedly, "do you want to dress first to open the door?"
"No," he said as she heard the knock on the door.
She opened the door and he was standing there admiring her beauty. Suddenly she blushed from the top of her head over her naked breasts, down her belly. He was dressed in a pair of jeans with a button down shirt and blazer. His dark hair was combed back and his eyes were dark and intense as he asked, "May I come in?"
She stepped back and he walked into her living room. He cupped her face and kissed her hungrily on the lips as if sealing his ownership over her mind and body. He whispered against her ear, "I want to see you, my sexy slut."