I hear a car approach, stopping right in front of my apartment. Oh. It is him. It has to be. I hope it is. What would someone think if they saw me like this? I have to giggle a bit at the thought.

“Is something funny?” A male voice, one that doesn’t ring any bells as someone I might know. I jump a bit at the unexpected voice.

“I, I... Um... I was just thinking how awkward it would be if someone saw me like this. A random person who had no idea what was going on,” I blush deeply as I speak, not sure where exactly he is. Is this even the man I am waiting for?!

“I think you look quite beautiful as you stand, looking all ready and waiting. I'm glad you obey so well. There is hope after all.”

As he speaks, I can feel him getting closer. I can feel the heat of his body near mine. I feel his fingers skirt along my arm over my wrist. He takes my hand, leading me I, assume, towards his car. Am I really doing this?

“Just trust me, Alex. You won't regret this. I promise.”

“I don't know why... But I do trust you...”

I say it in such a soft small voice, it maybe sounds like I have doubts, but I don't. I trust him. I don’t know how I do, given I don't even know if I know this man.

“I'm glad you trust me. I won't hurt you. I promise. I won't make you do anything you’re not comfortable with. Just keep an open mind for me.”

“I can do that. I think I will try. I don't know why this seems so easy. I do have some doubts but that is natural, right?”

“Of course it is. But you'll see. You'll be pleased.”

His voice is thick and deep. I can hear a slight accent. His voice, still, even hearing it, doesn't come to me. I feel safe, so I allow myself to do this. He opens the car door for me. As I sit in his car, I can smell just him. I can’t drink in the smell enough. It is heavenly. He gets into the car and starts it. I am holding my breath for a long moment, unsure if I should break the silence.

“I've wanted this for a long time, Alex. Nothing pleases me more to know that it's finally starting. I just hope it ends in what I've envisioned for so long.”

“What is it you want? When am I even going to find out who you are? Why all the secrets?”

“Shh, shh all in good time, my sweet girl.”

We ride in silence for what feels like forever. I don’t know where we are going, or what he even has in mind for me. I am starting to feel a little uneasy and shocked I’m doing something like this. I begin to fidget a bit in my seat. I suddenly feel the warmth of his hand on my thigh and I let out a soft gasp. I keep completely still. I can feel my heart racing, as I wait to see what he'll do. I don’t want him to move his hand away. I can feel the burn for him with such a simple touch. His hand starts to caress my thigh. As it works slowly higher, I blush, remembering I have no panties on. His hand keeps working higher and I can hear his steady breathing becoming a bit thicker as is mine. I know he is enjoying touching me as much as I am enjoying his touch on me.

“Part your legs for me, Alex.”

“Yes Sir,” I say with no hesitation, which dumbfounds me, but it feels right. I do as he asks, parting my legs just slightly.

His hand reaches fully between my legs as he caresses my mound, working down to my slit as I let out a gasp. I can feel how bright red with blush I am turning and I shiver. I am aching hard for him. My nipples are rock hard, my pussy becoming hotter and wetter with each passing minute.

“You're a good girl, Alex. You took off your panties as I asked, and, to top it off, you're freshly shaved. I like that.”

“I... I, um I wasn't sure what to expect so, I, ah went with it.” I stumbled over my words, like a blushing teen.

“You did well, you please me. I expect great things from you, Alex.”

I can’t help but love how he keeps using my name. The way he says it is so hot. I am trying to figure out his accent when he speaks. I can’t place it and it's driving me crazy. It doesn’t even sound American. Whatever it is, it is hot! He lets one finger slip between my wet slit and touch my clit as I cry out a moan, not having been touched by a man in so long. My legs start to part more. I am gripping the door handle as he begins to caress me.

My clit is starting to swell, as my breathing gets heavier. His fingers are working magic on my pussy as he drives the car. We sit in silence other than my moans and whimpers as he plays with my clit. I feel myself close to an orgasm as he works faster. I tilt my head back and I let out a long whine. I feel the rippling wave of my orgasm spill from me. I am coming so hard, I feel dizzy. He doesn’t give up on me, giving me no chance to catch my breath as I come. I even hear him let out a soft moan, which teases my body.

Once my orgasm is done, I bite my lower lip. I feel embarrassed. How can I let a possible stranger do this to me?! But I love it. I want more. I ache for more of this mystery man. This man I know only as X.

“You seemed in need of that release, Alex. I hope you feel better. We've got a ways to go. Why not rest for a bit?”

“I, I don't even know what to say. I just...”

“No need to say anything... Just rest.”

I do feel tired; I feel so wound up, but tired, at the same time. How does he seem to know me so well? I close my eyes, as I let out a soft sigh and before I know it, I am sleeping deeply. I can't remember the last time I slept in a car, but it feels so comfortable. I wake to the car coming to a halt and X opening his door. Before stepping out he speaks.

“Don't move, Alex. I'll get your door.”

I sit where I am as he rounds the car and opens my door. He takes my hand and helps me out. I feel the chill of the night air. It has to be really late at this point. I don’t even know what time it is. We walk and come to some steps. He helps guide me up the three stairs. As we get to the door, I hear him fiddle with the keys and he unlocks the door. Walking inside, I can feel the warmth of the place wrap around me. It smells very woodsy and relaxing.

“Stay here, don't move. I'll grab our bags and be back in a moment. It won't be long before you see who I am.”

I don’t say anything. I only nod my head. What can I say? Do I want to know who it is? Am I going to be disappointed? The only thing I know for sure, is it isn't the old man from work. I could tell that by the voice alone! I stand where he left me, my hands behind my back as I fiddle with my fingers, waiting...

He comes back in, then leaves the room again. As he walks past me, I can smell his scent tease me once more. I hear him move about in another room. He comes back in and stands close to me. I can sense he is close without even feeling him there. I hold my breath, waiting to see what is going to happen next.

“Are you ready for this, Alex? Are you ready to see who's been having you jump through hoops for the last two days?”

“I, I believe so. I'm nervous though. I can't believe I did this, and so easily.”

“You did it, because we both know it's right. You'll agree for sure in a moment...”

He sounds so sure of himself. As if he knows I'll be okay, it is him, without even having to see him. Though, how wrong has he been, given I had come to the middle of nowhere with him while blindfolded? I might be going crazy though? I smile a moment, knowing better, as I wait.

“I'm going to remove your blindfold now Alex.”

“Alright, okay.”

This is all I can manage to say. I inhale and hold it, as I feel his hands come up to the back of my head and undo the tie. I open my eyes slowly; it is dimly-lit room. There is just enough glow to light us and some of the room. I let go of my held breath as I make eye contact with him. It is Jake! I am stunned. I don’t even know what to say. I am lost for words. How? When? Why? I am so confused, but excited at the same time.

I had met Jake on-line about seven months ago on a chat program and had gotten to know him a bit. He is the closest thing I have to a “male” friend lately. I have been keeping my distance from most, since my last break up. I just don’t understand. Jake is from the United Kingdom. How did he get here? Why is here? Did he come just for me? If he did, why?

Jake stands at six feet two inches tall. He has an incredible manly build. He keeps his head bald with slight, sexy stubble, that has always made me want to run my fingers through it. He has piercing blue 'fuck me' eyes that burn deep into me. His smile makes my knees weak anytime we Skype. He always claims he only 'half smiled', but always seemed to fully smile with me. This, of course, pleased me.

“Jake?! How, but what, how did you, why are you here?”

I stumble over my words, like a fool. I am in shock and awe, that he is standing in front of me. All our chats and time spent, we joked about him coming here, or me going there. I didn't think it was any more than a joke or two between some on-line friends. I step a bit closer to him, half expecting to wake up from a dream.

“Isn't it obvious why I'm here? I'm here for you, Alex. You have to feel it, like I do. It wasn't just one sided. I know it wasn't. Am I wrong?”

I look up at him, He is so tall to my 5 foot 8 inch self. I bite my lower lip as I know it isn’t just a one sided thing. I just never thought it would be real.

“No, Jake. It's not one sided. I feel it too. I'm just surprised, and even more so with how you went about doing it. We just spoke the other day.”

“I was already here at that point, planning this all out,” he says, waving his arm around the cabin. It seems to only have a kitchen, living-room, bathroom and bedroom. It is a very comfortably-sized place. I smile up at him, still shocked he is actually here.

He suddenly reaches out, pulling me into him. His arms wrap around my body and grip my arse as he kisses me deeply. He lets me have it, he doesn’t hold back and I return the same drive and desire. I kiss him with such passion. I can feel him suck my tongue into his mouth, as our bodies press against one another. No space is left between us; our kiss is building the burning desire deeper inside me, once more. I hear myself let out a moan, as I am being kissed by a man I had so many nights playing with myself thinking of.

We have fooled around a few times while we were online. We didn't make a big deal out of it. It just kind of happened. We talked a lot about sex and what we were into, what we liked. I knew I had always wanted more from my relationships from a man, but never seemed to get them. When I met Jake and he told me about his life and what he liked and wanted from women, it made me start to see what he liked. It’s what I wanted, but was never able to fully be with any man I had been with before. Jake had joked a few times about coming to America and making me his pet, his slave. That he would own me. I'd joke back with him, telling him he was crazy, but screaming on the inside for him to do it.

He kisses me so hard, my head spins and I feel my body almost lose its balance, but he makes sure I stay in place with his firm grip. He doesn’t let me go, even after he breaks our kiss. He looks deep into my eyes as I look up at him.

“I want you, Alex. I want you like all the times we talked about, all these months. It wasn't just talk for me. I want it all. I want you as mine. I want you to be my girlfriend, to be my submissive, to eventually 100% be my slave. I want it now and start this week.”

“I want it too, Jake. I've wanted it, even if I never admitted it out loud, I want it. I have, for so long, now. It's always felt right.”

“You're willing to let go of everything you know for me, Alex? I want you to submit to me. I want to see how this week goes and if it all goes well, I want to take you back home with me.”

I am stunned... Or, well... Maybe shocked into stunned silence. I am shocked He feels this way. I am shocked He wants all this, with me. Move to the UK? Be His? To be His sub to 100%? I thought about what Kim had said and knew I had to start taking chances.

“Yes Jake. I'm ready, I'm sure. Let's see how this week goes. We'll go from there.”

He pulls me back, close as he can. He kisses me deeply. I can feel the smile on His face against my lips as we kiss. I let out a soft moan. Before I know it, He is dragging me towards the bedroom. I follow happily, not questioning anything that is going to happen, from here on out. I have no reason to. He knows already what I like and don’t like, given how much we had talked about all that stuff. We get to the room and I gasp. It is equipped with all the goodies any Master and sub could ask for. I can’t help but ache as I feel my pussy throb hard.

“I've set things up. It fits our liking for our stay here. I hope you like it as much as I know I will.”

“Oh Jake, it's amazing. I can't believe You did so much in such a short time.”

“It's Master or Sir now, Alex. Watch your manners or I'll have to put you over My knee.”

“Yes Sir. I apologize. It'll be something I need to get used too.”

“This is why I have every intention of reminding you where your place is.”

“Thank You, Sir,” I smile as I look up at Him.

“I've brought you a gift. It's a collar. You're to wear it at all times. If you take it off, it means punishment. You hear Me?”

“Of course, Master. As You wish. I'd be honored.”

“This, however, is only a temp, until we are official. When you are My slave. It'll do for now.”

He walks over to the bed, where a few items lie and he picks up the collar. It is a solid black leather type with a pretty silver loop, that is clearly for the leash that sits beside the collar. He comes to me and places it around my neck. It fits perfectly, as if it was made just for me. He smiles looking down at me. I am wearing His collar and I can’t be happier.

“I want you to get undressed for Me, Alex. Leave nothing on but the collar and heels. Do you hear Me?”

“Yes Sir,” I say lightly.

I move a bit more inside the room and begin to undress. I can feel His eyes on me as I get naked. My hands shake slightly. Regardless of how much I want this, how much I want Him. It has been so long, since I have been naked for a man; how long it has been, since I have been with a man. I remove my dress. As I let it slip to the floor, I blush, knowing I already have no panties. I look at Him. He gives me a look of approval as I keep going. I reach behind me to undo my bra. I feel my breasts fall freely. The cool air wraps around my skin and I feel a wave of goose bumps shiver over me.

I wrap my arms around myself, embarrassed now.

“Don't, Alex. Don't you dare hide yourself from Me. You are to never be embarrassed about your body. I will teach you that in time. Come to Me.”

“I understand Sir. Thank You for helping me. I crave Your guidance.”

I say this as I walk up to Him. I am bare naked except my heels, thigh highs and collar.

He begins to undress Himself as I go to Him. He slips a finger into the loop of my collar and tugs me to Him, kissing me hard, again. He sucks my tongue so hard into His mouth, I moan out. He lifts me up, my legs wrapping around His body, as He walks us to the bed. Our kiss never breaks while He moves us to the bed.

I feel the comfort of the blankets touch my skin. I feel Him break our kiss and He looks at me. A coy smile lingers on His lips, as He reaches up over me. He grabs one of my wrists and cuffs it to the top of the bed. As quickly as He has done that side, He has the other cuffed to the other side. He gives me a look to make sure I am okay with what He is doing and I only smile at Him.

I want to see where He'll go with this. I feel my body ache for more. I want His touch. I feel so greedy. I love the way He makes me feel.

He moves lower down the bed as He binds my ankles to a spreader bar. I am completely exposed to Him.

“Before we get started, you are not to come unless I say You can, or if you ask Me. Do you understand this, pet?”

“I, I'll try Sir. I honestly will.”

“No... You won't try. You will not come unless I say, slut. Or I'll punish you. Do you hear Me?”

“Yes Master. I hear You. I won't come unless You say.”

“Good girl. Now lay still and point your toes for Me.”

I point my toes as He commands. My heart is racing. He comes back up to me, slipping the blindfold back on. I want to question why, but think better of it and keep my mouth shut.

He leaves the bed and I hear Him finish undressing. He climbs back onto the bed and lies between my legs, parting my slick, wet pussy lips apart, as He teases me. I can feel the tip of His tongue begin to caress me. He finds my clit quickly, He begins to give me a slow, torturing eating out. He is so slow and easy. The teasing He is giving me makes me feel as though my mind is on fire. He is slowly sucking and flicking His soft tongue against my hard, wanting clit and His finger slips into me half-way, working in slowly, teasing me more. The build is boiling and I feel the need to orgasm. I wriggle slightly under Him and my moans grow with each passing moment.

“Oh Master, please, please. Please, give me more. I want more of Your touch. I want to orgasm for You. Please Master oh God, Please!”

He stops and I can feel that He is looking up at me. I can feel His breathing on my mound.

“Aren't we the greedy little slut? You've been holding back on me when we've been online. You dirty little whore. I'll give you what I want to give you, but... All in due time.”

I let out a crying moan when He buries His face back between my legs. I can feel His tongue plunge deep into my tight, wanting hole. I let Him spread my legs wider. He fucks me hard with His tongue, His fingers rubbing and pinching my clit. I begin to shake hard, unsure if I am able to hold back an orgasm, feeling His touch is too much.

“Oh please, Master. I can't. I can't hold it anymore. Please, let me come!”

I cry out hard as He keeps working me for the longest moment of my life. I think maybe He is going to ignore me. I whimper out as I am about to beg again.

“Come for me, slut... Make it a good one. I want to taste every last drop of your sweet juices.”

He growls it out against my pussy and my hips buck upwards. He sucks my clit so hard into His mouth, I feel that I'll shatter into a million pieces and I begin to orgasm hard for Him. I feel the waves of orgasm shake through me, like never before. He sucks my clit hard, shaking His head slightly from side to side increasing the pleasure and prolonging the orgasm. He drinks me forever, tasting my juices. He comes up to me after a long moment, when He knows I am done with my orgasm, and kisses me deeply. I taste my juices on His sweet lips.

“You, my sweet pet, are a good girl. I'm proud of you.”

He says this, as He removes my blindfold. He tosses it aside and straddles me. I can feel how thick and hard His cock is. He is pressing it against my wet lips, as He looks down at me. The way He looks at me makes me blush.

“I am, however, not done with you.”

“I'd image not. You did say something about 'forever'.”

I grin as I watch Him move to lift the spreader bar, with my bound ankles still attached up and hook it on a bar hanging from the bed. My lower body is suspended in the air and He sits between my legs. I can see a smile on His face as He looks at me. I know He likes what He sees, me, in such a position, which He can do with me. He runs His fingers over my thigh-high stockings. I can feel the warmth of His fingers through them. I love the way He touches me. He moves closer again and lifts me a bit higher.

He reaches down and I feel Him begin to caress and tease my nipples, forcing them to become harder than they already are. I moan to His touch, watching Him. I am shocked at how turned on He can make me feel. I wiggle a bit under Him, as He pinches and pulls on my nipples. He reaches over to the side of the bed, to where the other items He has laid out rest. He grabs some string and ties my breasts tightly, making me let out a whine. It hurts, but feels good, at the same time. The combination of pain causing pleasure excites me. He watches my expression to make sure I am okay. I smile at Him to let Him know I am fine. He grabs some nipple clamps and places them, easily, on my rock hard nipples. I let out a long yelp, shaking with pleasure as He does.

“Oh Master, oh that feels so good. It hurts, like hot fire burning deep into me but, at the same time a tingle that shoots within me. It’s that nothing has ever reached before,” I coo out as He smiles down at me.

He is caressing my swelling breasts with his nimble fingertips, teasing my slit with his cock. I let out soft moans as His hands work my body. It is breath-taking, the way He touches me. He leans forward, the head of His cock pressing against me closer. He slowly allows His cock begin to push between my lips. I know He is teasing me I can tell by the look in His eyes. I feel my lust build deeply, so quickly inside me.

“Do you want Me, slut? Do you want Me to fuck you like a whore?”

“I do. I want You to fuck me like Your whore! I want to be Your dirty little slut. I want You to finally own what You've longed for, for so long. What I have longed for, for so long. Please fuck me, Master.”

“Mmmm good girl. You learn quickly. I knew you'd be the right choice for Me.”

I blush to His words, but feel the same. I know how long I have lusted and desired Him. I am finally here with Him and moments from Him having His way with me. He kisses me again as I feel His cock set at my entrance. With one hard, fast movement, He pushes deeply inside me and our kiss deepens. I cry out hard, through the kiss and I feel every last inch of Him push into me. He gives me no warning, no mercy. He invades every bit of me. My moans tangle with His groans, mixed in the air. I feel Him balls deep inside me, but He doesn’t move. He allows my tightness to mould around Him to fit perfectly. When He knows I am ready He begins to move in and out of me, slowly at first, teasing me. I can feel my tightness cling to His cock. I am sucking Him deeply into me, as He moves with a quicker pace now.

Again and again He moves into me. I pull at my chains, suddenly wanting to dig my nails into His back, letting out a whimper, when I am unable to move. He only grins at me, knowing I am stuck. I pull again, in hopes that, somehow, I can break free this time. One of His hands creeps up and tugs at my nipple clamp, I writhe in painful pleasure. He moves faster, in and out of me now. He is taking over every last inch of my insides with His cock. I can hear His balls slapping against my arse. He tugs harder on my clamps now with both hands as He sits up, able to fuck me while doing it. He lifts my chest by the clamps. I feel tears spring to my eyes as I yelp out. The pain is so overwhelming it shoots into me like hot pleasure.

I feel my body go rigid as He plows deeper into me. My lower body lifts high, with the bar above me. My chest lifted up as far as it can go by the clamps. He pulls on them as He fucks me. I can’t help it. I feel the urge to orgasm so bad that I let out a gurgling moan of hot, massive pain, begging.

“Fuck, oh fuck, fuck please Sir, let me come! I need to. Oh Master please,” I scream, drawing out the last syllable.

I can’t muster up any more words than that. I feel myself nearly lose it, waiting for His answer. I think, again, He is purposely holding back answering me, to drive me to the edge.

“Come for me, pet! Make it a good one I want to feel it shake me to the core,” he groans out.

Even before all His words are out, I am having an orgasm so hard, my body convulses hard as I come for Him. I feel the dam break as I come around Him. I pull hard at the chains as I, again, want to touch Him, but can't. I feel Him growl out to my pressure of the orgasm He gives me. He never slows down. He is so deep into me, fucking me harder. Once my orgasm has passed He stops and pulls out. He undoes my ankles from the top bar and spreader bar. My entire body lies like a rag. I am gasping for breath as He lets me rest for just a moment.

I don’t know if I can go on after such an orgasm, but He lifts me up and turns me. My wrists are still cuffed and they twist easily. He has me on my knees bent over. My arse is in the air, as He slaps it hard. However, it isn’t with His hand - it is with a crop. I feel the sting instantly, as I cry out hard. The heat of the slap burns deep in me, as He does it again and again. He doesn’t do it in the same spot, but all over my arse. He is turning it a bright shade of reddish-pink. I yelp out with each strike and feel my pussy ache more for Him. Once He has stopped cropping my arse, He softly caresses it with His bare hands. I let out soothing moans as I lean into Him. It feels nice, over the burn I feel in the welts.

“Mmm that's a good girl. You've got such a beautiful arse. It's a nice shade of red for Me. Do you want Me, pet? Do you want Me to fuck you?”

“Oh yes please, Master. I want You back inside me. I love the way You fit inside me. You fit so perfectly.”

I let out soft moans through my words, as He teases me with the tip of His cock. I can feel Him running it along my slit, up to my arse and back down again. Over and over again, He teases me.

“Hmm, I think you can beg better than that, pet.. Beg for it.”

“Please Master. I've longed for You for so long now. I've wanted to feel You deep in me. I want You to fully own me. I need You. Please fuck Your whore.”

“Mmm much better, slut.”

He growls out the words, as He slams hard into me. He grabs a fist full of my hair and yanks it back, forcing my back to arch. I can see Him looking at me from behind and with each thrust into me, He grunts hard, making me moan out. One of His hands moves up into in my hair, while He slips the other around and finds my clit. I feel the vibrations of a finger toy hit me like a thousand bricks. I cry out so hard, that I feel the wave of orgasm hit me, so deep I am almost unable to stop an orgasm. He senses that I am about to come and demands that I orgasm for Him. I almost want to cry. Mostly from the fact I know I'd not be able to hold back had He not given me permission. I come so hard, my body shakes. He holds me tightly as He rocks deeper in me while I orgasm. All I can do is repeat myself.

“Thank You, Master, oh thank You,” I say, through moans and whines of overwhelming emotions that shoot through me.

He doesn’t let up on me as He drills into me. I feel the power behind His orgasm, before I even know He is coming. He fills me so deeply in my womb and grunts and growls, filling me with His hot seed. I lean back into Him, as He keeps moving inside me. I feel Him push His seed into the deepest parts of me. Once He has finished, He waits for His cock to soften slightly before pulling out of me.

He removes the cuffs from my wrists and pulls me into His arms, kissing me deeply. I feel our breathing sync up, as we lay there. For the longest time, we say nothing, allowing what has happened to sink in. My fingers dance over His chest hair as I nuzzle into Him. I still have a hard time believing that I am finally in His arms.

Over the next week, we both taught each other things, but it was He, who mostly taught me. I had my share of input of what I felt and wanted, too. It was easy though, as if it was meant to be. I think that was mostly because we talked for so long online, before we ever had a chance to meet. We knew our dislikes and likes. I got lucky and only had to be punished once, when I had an orgasm without asking Him. I couldn't control it and He only punished me slightly.

Once the end of the week came, we knew what we wanted. We knew it was meant for me to move back with Him to the United Kingdom. My only concern, was leaving my job. As long as I was to come and visit my family, I knew that they'd understand my choice of leaving. I brought Master to meet my family as my boyfriend and let them know. They were happy for me and sent me on my way. When I told my boss, Kim, she was so happy. She teased me, saying that it was all her fault and her idea. I let her think that. I said my goodbyes to the girls at work and packed up what little I did own. I left behind anything that was big and had my mother take care of all the last minute things for when I left to go ‘home’ with Master.

Master took care of me well, over the two weeks we were in the States. I showed Him around, between His prepping to leave to go back to the UK. It was crazy and jam-packed. He tested me, and embarrassed me and owned me fully, whenever He had a chance. I loved it and couldn't get enough of it. The more He did it, the more I submitted to Him and I knew He took notice.

Once the day came for us to leave, we said our goodbyes to everyone and headed off. I was more excited than I have ever been in my life. I was ready to see where this part of my life was going to take me.

This is the start of our life. It’s only the beginning. I can't wait to see where we can go from here. My life with You is good. Yours...


This is dedicated to one of the greatest people I have had the honor of meeting a long time. He pushed me and let me believe that if I push myself hard enough I can become a successful writer.

Thank You for believing in me, Sir.