Matt had that feeling deep inside, he needed to be dominated and hurt by a female. The relinquishing of control and willingness to be open to such delightful pain enticed him. He began to crave it and hadn't filled that need in far too long. Soon he found himself on Craigslist looking through ads but decided to place his own:
'LF Kinky Femdom.
I'm a 31 year old male with full-time career looking for a Dominant Female. 6'2", 200, athletic build with more tattoos than one might think. I'm a bit of a home-body and avoid clubs and bars, however, that seems to be the spot to meet women. You'll find I'm very confident and forward, however, I figured I'd give this a shot since I can be very specific on here.
I'll come right out and say it, I'm a switch. I'm looking for a female who enjoys experimenting sexually. Vanilla just doesn't cut it for me for very long. I know there are others out there who feel the same. Currently I'm looking for a Dominant Female to satisfy my needs including orgasm denial, cbt, bondage and whatever else you desire.
So what am I looking for in my ideal partner? You would be pretty (of course!), slender, athletic, fun but a passion for experiment in the bedroom.
Matt'
It was maybe a bit too much, but he included a picture of himself as well. He laughed about letting Fate decide. He posted the ad and went about his usual routine with very few expectations.
Two days later when Matt woke up there was an email on his phone, a reply to his ad. He was still naked in bed as he opened it up.
'Hi sweetie' was the subject line. There was an attachment. So far so good.
The body of the email was no at all what he was expecting. 'You are so handsome and look so virile. I'm looking forward to expanding your mind to a whole new realm of both pleasure and pain. I'm sure you'll find my picture to your liking. I promise you won't regret responding to this email, but know that when you do you're mine and you will do exactly what I say for as long as I find pleasure in you. Softest kiss, Stacey'
Matt read and re-read the email. He was shocked and elated. Was this real? Was it spam? Was she an axe murderer? Oh the picture! He had nearly forgotten. He clicked on the attachment and his erection stiffened even more when he saw the gorgeous brunette it revealed. She was petite, with a smile on her face but a look of complete lust in her eyes. Exactly his type. Reason abandoned him and his cock won out.
'Re: Hi sweetie
Stacey, I feel somewhat crazy for writing this but I gladly accept your offer. Where do we go from here?' Then he hit the send button. His iPhone making the standard air plane taking off noise.
He wasn't sure what else to write. He didn't know what she had in mind really. Maybe just one encounter? Maybe she would make him her slave for months! The thought turned him on actually. Maybe he should have asked. His cock was outrageously hard, his hand drifted down and took his manhood into his hand. He was almost never this horny. He didn't have the time or desire to masturbate the day before but the need was overwhelming at this point. He had to work all day today so he wouldn't get a chance till after it was dark. He opened up her email and started stroking his cock, her picture was intensely gorgeous. The photograph was highly erotic, she was seated on a bed and only wore a black bra, a black pencil skirt and a pair of high heels, those too were black. She had perfect little tits, he envisioned popping the bra off quickly and letting it fall to the floor revealing the rest of her perky breasts. Already images of him biting her nipples as she ran her fingers through his hair filled his mind. He imagined servicing her, her making him lick her pussy as if somehow he wouldn't want to. He moaned, what of the pain too, he thought of her slapping his balls and pinching his nipples.
His cock was rigid as his hand continued to deliver what he anticipated was only a fraction of the pleasure he would receive from sliding his manhood into her. His orgasm was nearly there when his phone received an email.
'Re: Hi sweetie'
He stopped masturbating and opened it up as quickly as he could.
'Darling, you've made the right choice. First things first, take your hand off your cock. You will only orgasm with my express permission. I look forward to meeting up with you. We will meet in a public spot as soon as possible to see if I want things to continue further. When will you be available for appraisal? Softest kiss, Stacey.'
His hand fell from his cock as his balls tightened in the way they do when something so completely turns him on. The loss of control turned him on more then anything he had ever anticipated. He had read some erotic stories about men not being allowed to cum but had never experienced it himself. He knew he found a new favorite fetish. Fuck he needed to cum so bad though. It had taken center stage in his brain and would sit there until he found release.
'Re: I look forward to pleasing you
I have to work all day today, until 8pm. We could meet up afterwards if possible.' He hit the send button again. Luckily he was an early riser and would have time to figure things out a bit before work.
The reply took a few minutes but it was worth the wait, 'Re: You will never cum so hard in your life.' He was completely taken off guard and as if his cock and need to cum couldn't have been slammed into his attention any quicker, there it was.
'You will have to earn it though sweetie. I have a few things in mind for you already. I know you'll enjoy them. I have a previous engagement that I cannot miss tonight. I have a feeling you won't be able to hold out longer then one more day so tomorrow night at 9pm, meet me at the Pearl Street. Softest kiss, Stacey'
He would have to wait nearly a full two days to even meet her, let alone have the opportunity to orgasm, but he was eager to do whatever she pleased. This was seriously the hottest thing ever.
'Re: eagerly frustrated
9pm Pearl Street it is. Waiting will be torture.'
And the next two days were.
Later that same night an email arrived from Stacey. The subject read: 'I'm not wearing any panties' and inside it was a picture of her in a fancy cocktail dress, black and lacy. She had that same look in her eyes and a smile meant just for him. He fiercely needed to masturbate.
He wrote her back, 'Re: What are you doing to me?!'
'My cock aches for you. I want to rip that dress right off of you and slam my hard manhood right up your ass. To twist and pinch your nipples till I coat your insides with my hot cum.'
He went to bed, his cock raging with thoughts of him slipping his fingers up her little dress and finding her pussy slick with her juices. He thought about easing his fingers into her tight hole, about biting her perfect nipples. About ravenously slamming his cock into her tight ass. Soon thoughts became dreams and he drifted off to sleep.
When morning arrived he checked his phone straight away and sure enough, there was another email from his fantasy made real, 'I just came so hard' read the title. The email was sent at around midnight.