Just the Beginning by Don_king69..,

As she paced the room, she thought to herself over and over, I am ready. I am ready! As nervous as she was, she was indeed ready. She was truly ready. There was a mix of apprehensiveness & excitement making her heartbeat faster and harder, she could clearly feel it in her chest. So unreal, her head spun. She closed her eyes and could hear his voice on her mind “Breathe Pet”. She gathered herself, centered herself. She breathed as she had been trained to. She knew she was ready.

They had met years ago in a chat room, yes, a chat room. It was amazing to think it had been that long. It was in that chat room that she made a promise to him, a promise that she kept and one that changed her life forever. Over the years the means of communication had evolved, changed, instant messaging, emailing, even snail mail. As technology advanced so did their communication into the more modern ways. Kik, signal, texting, skype, facetime, lovense, they had done them all together. During that time her submission evolved & grew. It had grown far beyond her expectations & beyond her own limits. She had shared things with him that no one would ever know, not even her husband. She sighed.

In her day-to-day life she is a strong, successful, and bold woman, someone respected in her career. A professional pit bull as she liked to put it. She owned a successful business that allowed her to travel the country and explore new cities and was held in high regard by her peers. She was a woman in a man’s field and she owned it.”If they only knew” she whispered to herself. If they only knew that deep inside of her was a level of submission, she never thought would grow so strong and so powerful. The need to release herself to another, to allow them to control every aspect of her life. Surrendering all control to him, giving it freely releasing herself from the burden of decision making. A weight off of her shoulders. Her clothes were chosen for her, her jewelry, what she ate, when she went to bed, treats were earned for good behavior. Fuck, he even owned her orgasms. She would be punished if instructions where not followed or if she got out of line. She laughed to herself thinking of how many times she was punished because she intentionally had misbehaved solely to see how he would punish her. She “fondly” remembered when he had her wash every dish in her kitchen. They were not dirty, she just hated doing dishes. Of course she was required to do so nude. Thinking about it now, she closed her eyes as it made her wet. He had always been creative in his punishments and she rather enjoyed them, if she was being honest with herself. She craved them.

Now she was alone in her hotel room looking out the window. Waiting. It was killing her, the anticipation. She had done as she was told in preparation. She had booked a room away from the others, she used some excuse of being a light sleeper. The reality was that she could sleep though an earthquake. She had showered and dressed as instructed. A tight corset he had picked for her, her tits were overflowing. Just as he liked it, he had always been a breast man and she had breasts and then some. The dress she was allowed to pick for herself, she decided a short tight skirt, black of course. She felt that it showed off her ass nicely. Under her dress a pair of black lace panties. On the dresser lay her collar. It was one of her most prized possessions. She would wear it whenever she was certain it was safe to do so. It was always calming; it always made her think of him & what they shared together. She swooned. She had set out her various toys, her glass dildo, various sizes of butt plugs from larger to smaller. Nylon stockings used to bind her. Looking at her watch, time was running out.

Two months earlier she had finally gotten the courage to ask him. After all the years she was ready to take that final step. She was ready to meet. She explained that if she was ever going to fully submit to another, to truly loose herself it would happen with him. She trusted him completely, she needed him. Their bond was stronger than anything found in the vanilla world. This was if nothing else on her bucket list and she wanted to check it off. She told him that there was a conference she was to attend and would like for him to join her. It would be three days and two nights and she wanted him there for all of it. They spoke for hours. It was decided. Over the next weeks details were worked out, instructions given. It was exciting and had filled her mind, she obsessed.

It was 6PM when she got the knock on the door. She knew it was him by the knock. He had of course worked that out, he had planned it all. Her head filled, she felt lightheaded, it was a high she had not felt before. In her mind she ran thru the instructions she had been given. She had run though them hundreds of times. She had this down pat she thought to herself, she was confident. She opened the door, their eyes met. A moment that was polarizing, something she knew she would never forget. A second felt like an hour, time had stopped. She caught herself. She looked down. “Please come in Sir”.

He entered, turned his back & closed the door. She could hear the door click and the sound of the lock being locked. Her walked past her he examined her, noting that she had indeed followed his instructions, at least so far. She stood still, feeling his eyes on her, her heart beating so hard it was all she could think about. She thought to herself, breathe, it helped but only slightly. Out of the corner of her eye she could see him inspecting the room. His moves were deliberate, making her wait. Fuck.

“Elizabeth, Come to me”. She responded immediately, eagerly. Standing in front of him “Sir” she croaked out. Clearing her throat, she said it again proud and loud “Sir”. He was impressed, self-correction he thought, trained well. He picked up the collar. “I remember when I gave this to you. Can you imagine the miles it has on it? All the places it has been. Keeping all these years, keeping it for today. For this moment”. He inspected the collar, the wear was obvious. He looked at her.” Would you like to wear this for me?” Breathing in, chest out, overcoming everything. “Yes Sir, Please”. He was taller than she was, good things come in small packages he thought to himself. He reached around her neck, she could feel the familiar texture of her collar, but this was the first time it was done by someone else. He secured it, adjusted it, it was snug, but it was also comforting & familiar.

One word was spoken,” Strip” She complied quickly, instinctively. His eyes watching as she wiggled out of her dress, so much for it showing off her ass she thought to herself. “Stop.” She froze, she was only in the corset and panties now, perfect, exposed. “Turn around”. She obeyed and turned her back to him. She hated waiting. He had always been more patient than she was. He made her wait for what seemed hours but was merely a few minutes, seconds, it was intentional. “Turn and kneel”. She drifted and did as she told. He had taken off his pants and shirt and made himself comfortable in one of the large chairs. She scurried to him, she was losing herself, she was falling into herself as she knelt. His cock was bigger than she remembered it was. Yes, she had seen it before but not in person, good god. She began to salivate, it was involuntary. “Do I need to tell you?” he asked.” No Sir” She got to work on his cock. She was not shy, she was obsessed, she had long wanted this, needed this. She attacked it, worshiped it. Fuck. She had never been so aggressive sucking a cock. She had never wanted it more, for him to fill her mouth. She was lost in it. It took her a minute to feel his hands gripping her thick curly hair, a thick lock, he began forcing her. Her gasps were audible, she began to drool, making a mess of herself, but she wanted more, needed it. Her heaving breasts coated with spit. He lifted her head hard by the hair. ” Lose the corset”. It was lost in mere seconds. The twins were released, big heavy breasts. Her nipples stiff. He stood and took her by the hand and lead her to the large bed laying her on her back.