In his message, he told me the hotel room number. He said that the door would be open, but I was to close it when I come in and follow the instructions on the bed. I was nervous. I had never met this person. I don't even know his name. His name doesn't matter though. He has me call him master when we chat online. That is where I met him.
The room was just how he said it would be, with the door open and a note on the bed. Next to the note was a blindfold and a pair of handcuffs. The note simply said, "Get naked. Put on the blindfold and cuff your hands behind your back."
So he wants me to restrain myself, to do this willingly. Can I really trust a complete stranger? I've talked to him so much online. I feel like I know him. But I don't. He could come in here and kill me! But he promised to give me something I had always wanted and had never been given, to be completely and totally dominated sexually. It's hard for someone as strong-willed as me to submit totally to someone else. And the first step is right here.
I undressed and carefully put my clothes on the chair in the corner. I put on the blindfold and then put the cuffs on my wrists behind my back. What now? Do I sit? Do I stay where I am? I can't even see the bed to sit down if I wanted to. I stood there, waiting, trying to figure out what to do, when I heard a key in the door.
My heart started pounding but I was holding my breath, trying to hear him in the room with me. I heard him step closer, then felt his warm breath on my neck. My bare skin, hot from the embarrassment of being completely nude, was itching to feel his touch. I could feel his eyes examining me, but never touching me. Then I felt the lightest touch. He softly pulled my hair behind my shoulders. My lips parted as something was pressed between them. A ball? A ball gag, I realized as he fastened it behind my head.
He kicked my ankles between my feet, signaling me to spread my feet wider. I obeyed. Then I felt him fasten cuffs on my ankles. When he was finished I realized I couldn't bring my feet back together. He had fastened a spreader bar between my legs.