Authors note: This story is written for all the members of my fan club who, after reading my stories, have taken the time to send positive feedback. Thank you one and all, your encouragement and friendship have kept me writing even when the words were not coming easily.
The long flight to Los Angeles from Australia has passed quite quickly and uneventfully. After a few days playing tourist in Los Angeles I had taken another flight and now the pilot was advising the passengers of the imminent landing. The aircraft banked and the city I had longed to see for so long was laid out before my eyes. Somewhere below me she lived and a shiver of excitement ran through my body. Tomorrow I would finally meet this lovely lady who had come to mean so much to me. Soon the wheels touched the tarmac and with amazing airport efficiency I was soon in a taxi heading for my hotel.
I always enjoy driving into a new city but this time seemed extra special. Tomorrow I would be meeting her for the first time; at last I would be able to see the expressions on her lovely face, rather than just looking at a photograph.
Long ago our friendship had started when she took the time to email me with congratulatory feedback for my BDSM stories. I had replied and emails had passed back and forth over the Pacific. It was not long before we were using Yahoo and msn messengers to chat for hour after hour. Long telephone calls followed as our friendship grew more intimate and stronger with every meeting, and finally we were to meet.
After booking into the hotel and making sure I had a nice quiet room I took a walk to the local shopping center and purchased a few items that I would need the next day. My Aussie accent fascinated the locals that I talked to in the various shops and I answered the same questions about kangaroos, koalas and crocodiles with my usual humor and a liberal sprinkling of bulldust. A quiet evening followed dinner at the hotel and some local television that was interrupted by the telephone.
“Hello?”
“Oh Sir, I had to hear your voice and to make sure you had arrived. I can’t talk now but I am so excited about tomorrow, I know I won’t sleep much tonight.”
“Hello my subbie, how nice of you to call. Just relax about tomorrow, we both know it will be great.”
“Oh Sir, I am not worried, just so excited about finally meeting you at last. I must go, see you at 12.30.”
After a good sleep and some breakfast the chambermaid cleaned and tidied the room early at my request. I was then able to set a few items out for the afternoon’s meeting with my subbie. The rest of the morning dragged by but finally I arrived in the hotel foyer at 12.20 and seated myself in a quiet corner. At 12.25 there she was at reception, looking expectantly around. When she turned her back to me I slipped quietly up behind and tapped her shoulder.
“G’day mate,” I said, “you looking for me by any chance?”
“Oh God!” she swung quickly around and next second we were embracing in a giant hug. When she finally let go I held her at arms’ length, my eyes taking in the beauty that photographs could not show.
“I hope they are happy tears?” I asked as I wiped a few drops from her cheeks.
“Oh yes Sir, very happy tears. I just can’t believe this day has finally arrived,” she smiled and her eyes twinkled with excitement.
I put an arm around her waist and guided her in the direction of the dining room.
“Come on, let’s have a light lunch and a real time chat before……….” I let my words trail off as we were directed to a quiet table for two.
We took places opposite each other and sat smiling; both of us just so pleased to finally be together. I ordered a chicken pasta dish while she, claiming she was too nervous to eat, settled on a salad, with a glass of Chardonnay to settle the nerves. Our talk came easily; after all we had spent so much time together via our computers. she showed me recent photos of her family and friends as I did my best to help her relax. The laugh I had grown to know so well was even more infectious in real life and as we ate any inhibitions either of us had came tumbling down.
Finally the food and drink were finished so I reached out across the table and took her hands in mine.
“Well my subbie, the time has finally arrived. No typing this time, just you and me playing the games for real, are you ready? Do you wish to pull out now and just be friends? Any questions? Have you selected a safe word?”
she squeezed my hand tight and replied, “Pull out now? On no way Sir, I have been looking forward to this day for so long and I know you are the man to make my dreams come true. The safe word I will use if necessary is banana.”
“Banana?” I laughed loudly.
“Yes Sir, banana,” she said with a giggle, “I thought that it was a word unlikely to come up during our time upstairs. And yes, I do have one request before we go to your room.”
“Yes my sweet?” I asked as I chuckled about the safe word.
“I’m busting, can I use the toilet here please?” she laughed.
I released her hands and pointed in the direction of the toilets. she jumped quickly to her feet and made her way between the tables. I watched her cute arse moving under the short skirt and unconsciously rubbed my hands together.
she soon returned, smiling and eyes sparkling, “I’m ready Sir, take me to heaven.”
I rose from my chair and firmly grasped her left hand, leading the way to the elevators. The lady concierge smiled at me as we strode across the lobby, I wonder what she would have thought if she knew what was soon to take place in my room?
As the two of us stepped into the empty elevator the dynamics of our situation immediately changed. I released her hand and placed mine on the left cheek of her arse. Her body stiffened at my touch, her eyes closed and her head tilted down facing the floor. I knew this was not role-playing, my lovely friend just automatically slipped into her submissive persona and was allowing me to take charge.
The elevator stopped and I guided her down the quiet corridor to my end room. I stopped outside the door and hugged her too me once again. A shudder of expectation and excitement shook through her body as she returned the hug. Words were unnecessary as I placed the key in the lock and we entered the room.
The look on her face was priceless as she looked at the “decorator touches” that I had done that morning. A straight-backed chair sat free with a hairbrush placed on the wooden seat. Pillows were piled in the center of the large bed together with some rope, leather wrist cuffs, a crop and a large leather belt.
“Oh Sir,” escaped her lips and then she stood at attention with hands on head, eyes downcast, ready to begin.
“Excellent my subbie,” I said as I walked slowly around inspecting my friend who was, at long last, under my control.
After removing my jacket and rolling up my sleeves I moved to the chair. I placed the hairbrush close by on the bed, sat myself on the chair and motioned for her to come closer.
she stood in front of me awaiting instructions.
“Shoes off and kneel.” I ordered and she quickly obeyed, eyes downcast.
