Victoria returned from the market, expecting to find that her long time internet friend, who was flying in for a long awaited meeting, had arrived, and was surprised to find a single red rose on her doorstep along with a small overnight bag. On top of the bag, was a short note that read:
"V, I waited for you to leave so that I could arrange our little meeting and ensure that everything would be perfect. In the envelope attached to this letter, you will find a room key and a phone number. There is a room at the little B&B outside of town. I expect you to go there immediately and under no circumstances are you to open the bag I have left. Just bring it with you.
Love, P."
Victoria's heart began beating fast as quickly took the groceries into the house, put them away, then closed the house again. She sped down the secluded gravel road to the cabin farthest from the rest as instructed. As she stepped out of her car she saw the blacked-out Mercedes roadster that was parked next to where she parked and naturally assumed it must be his.
She stood at the door on legs that didn't seem to be able to propel her forward as she tried to maintain the sense of calm she normally had. The intense conversations that had gone on between them had her mind buzzing with questions, and visions of what was going to happen.
Victoria had found Paul to be someone to whom she had told her deepest desires, thinking that they would never meet; but here he was and she didn't have any idea of what to say. Finally she inserted the key and pushed forward expecting to see him waiting, but only saw another note on the table beside the door.
This one read:
"V, inside of the bag, you will find a black lace teddy complete with garters and a few other items. You are to undress where you stand, then toss your clothes outside onto the porch, and then relock the door. Once you have undressed, you are to put the items in the bag on and await further instructions.
But, above all, you must remain standing. P."
She was very nervous at the thought of leaving herself so vulnerable to someone she had never seen before, but she didn't want to disappoint the man that made her call him Master.
Three years ago, she would have thought it silly to behave the way she was at this moment. She had thought discipline and mind control had no place in the bedroom, but Paul had slowly begun to change all of those thoughts. She had been lonely after the divorce, and was afraid to trust anyone " real."
She began chatting on the internet and flirting with a couple of men, but one day, her curiosity piqued, and she was poking around in a BDSM room and found herself unusually aroused by the conversation and idea of giving herself, mentally, over to someone so completely and had achieved climax by mental images... along with the help of Paul.
Paul was an attorney from out west, but his true passion was giving his complete attention to his subs. He had made a hard and fast rule; which was to never participate in any deviant sex within the area close to his home, as he didn't want any fallout from it in his cutthroat profession.
He met Victoria in a chat room and noticed that she wasn't talking to anyone, just watching. He approached her via personal message, and they began talking. He was intrigued by her curiosity and began to show her all about the lifestyle that had left her damp many times while watching others talk in chat rooms.
After talking with her for several months, Paul approached her with the idea of an actual meeting and he was sure that she was comfortable with the idea. He knew all too well that in this type of relationship, trust was something that had to be earned over time; long before she would ever let herself be put into a possibly dangerous situation. He had instructed her to tell a friend of her whereabouts, and his name, as a way to reassure her that he meant her no harm.
Victoria followed the instructions in the note and changed into the black lace teddy that had been placed into the bag. She then threw her clothes outside the door, and re-locked it... locking herself inside. What she saw in the bag next, made her now moist sex tingle, sending a warm wave over her entire body. Reaching into the bag, she emerged with a blindfold, earplugs, and a set of chrome handcuffs.
Paul had told her that when you disable one of your senses, the other senses become more sensitive. She knew that if her hearing and sight were disabled, her sense of touch and feel would be much more acute and she couldn't wait to try out his theory for herself.
Victoria wasted no time getting prepared for her master, so as not to keep him waiting. Once she put the earplugs in and slipped the blindfold on, she placed the handcuffs in front of her, at waist level, as she first closed one cuff. Then, pressing the other cuff against her leg, she latched it closed. For the first time in her life, she was totally helpless and could not hear or see anything.
Suddenly, she became more aware of the wonderful scent of some sort of a man's cologne and could feel the warmth of another body near her own. She could feel her heart beat in her ears as her excitement was building. She had been in such a rush to get prepared, that she just now realized that the teddy she was wearing was crotch less as she felt the cool air brush across her aching damp sex.
She burned for his touch... but he would deny her physical touch for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, she felt the brush of his hot breath and the tickle of his moustache on her barely covered ass and the sensations were so intense that her knees almost failed her. Now she understood... there was nothing to distract her; she was completely focused on the touch of his mouth against her. It seemed as if all of her nerve endings were hypersensitive now, it was strangely erotic to the point of her nearly falling at his simple touch.
He kissed all over each side of her well-toned ass to bring to life the nerves of her skin, then without warning, he sent a crop crashing down, landing hard onto her right ass cheek and instead of feeling hurt or betrayed, she felt her cunt go into a series of spasms that left her breathless and swallowing hard as she ached for more. She would not be disappointed; he alternately brought down swift strikes against her ass while caressing the red flesh between each one.
Suddenly he abandoned all contact with her and she was still again. Thoughts filled her mind.
'Where did he go? Why did he stop? What is he going to do next?' The thoughts tripped through her mind and she found that she was longing for his touch as she stood there... waiting.
She almost gasped as she felt him fasten a collar around her neck and lead her to what she would soon find to be the bedroom. She was pushed back into a sitting position on the side of the bed and her earplugs were removed so that she could hear His commands.
"Hello V. At long last, we finally meet. The next task I have for you may be somewhat difficult. I will be pleasuring you, yes; but... you are to remain perfectly still and quiet. Any sound or movement will cause me to stop and you will have to wait sixty seconds for me to resume. Do you understand?"
"Yes Master," She whimpered with a shaky voice.
Next, her hands were drawn over her head and fastened to a leg of the bed on the other side, and she was pulled so that her waist and legs were hanging off of the bed facing him. Her curiosity was immediately put to rest as he bent forward and snaked his tongue into the folds of her seeping slit and she let out a loud moan as his hot tongue met her tender innermost regions.
"Now pet, we can't have that!" he remarked as he drew away and she heard a stopwatch click.
Pleasure quickly turned to frustration, and she wanted to feel his tongue more now than ever. When time was up, he bent forward again and lightly flicked the tip of his tongue at the flesh hiding her sensitive clit from him. He circled it several times and then traced the outline of her swollen lips while lapping at the juices that were escaping from her moist center. Her lips were trembling with desire as he continued to tease her with his tongue.
Next, he took his large thumbs and parted her sex to reveal the glistening pink flesh of her slit. Taking the middle finger of his right hand, he lowered it to press against her puckered dark hole that she had always considered forbidden. She almost shouted "no", but she didn't want his treatment of her aching sex to stop.
