She Meets her Master for the First Time - Sex Stories

She Meets her Master for the First Time

The day was finally here, she couldn't believe it, after two months of chatting with her online dom from Craigslist, the day was finally here for them to meet. Things started off casually with some text messages but quickly progressed to phone calls, and before long her dom Eric was controlling her life. Every morning Martha would wake up with a text message from Eric, who was in her phone as Daddy. This message would tell her what she was supposed to wear that day, what color underwear, jeans or a skirt, and what color top. She enjoyed looking good just for Him, and sent a picture every morning to show off her outfit. In the morning messages she would also be told if there were any special tasks for her to do that day, and there almost always were. It was summer when the two “met” and Martha remembers her first task was to walk around the block at night naked, she was so scared but she did it, not only impressing herself but Eric as well. Martha certainly did have butterflies about meeting Eric today but she thought it would be like when she walked around the block naked the first time, she would be scared at first but have a great rush afterwards. Part of the reason she was so scared is because she was only 19 and Eric was 30, quite an age difference she thought. Not to mention all the hardcore stuff they had talked about on their late night chats. Sure that stuff always has interested her but could she do that in real life? Could she handle being whipped, hurt, and ...

... eating ass as she thought to herself. They were to meet at 8:00pm on a Saturday night at Eric’s house. Saturday drug on and on for Martha, why 8? Why so late she thought, the more time she had to think about it the more nervous she got. Around 4:00 she got a text message from Eric: “Dear Creampie, (that was his nickname for her) Take a bath and clean yourself, make sure to shave your cunt. I don’t want to see a single hair on your pussy. Wear the leather skirt that you know I love and your small black tank top, send me a picture before you leave to come over.” “Don’t worry daddy my pussy will be bald :)” she responded. Martha started to get ready, she took off her clothes and before she got into the bath tub looked at herself in the mirror. Damn I look good, she thought to herself. Martha had a petite frame and impeccably rounded C cup tits that looked perfect on her, not too big and not too small, a mouthful for sure. She wondered if she would have any marks on them when she came home. She hoped so, boys always made love to her and never fucked her like the whore that she wants to be. She ran her hands through her long red hair, continually admiring herself before getting into the tub. Her nerves calmed a little bit as she sat in the hot bath soaking and washing herself. Martha grabbed the razor and started to shave her pussy she didn’t have much hair there but wanted to please her Master. She also shaved her legs while she was at it, she wanted to be the best piece of fuck-meat ...