Dinner Date Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

Dinner Date Ch. 01

Author's Note: This will be my second submission and it is the first chapter in what I hope is a 4-6-part series. It is fictional and highly recommended you suspend belief if you wish to continue reading. Any similarities between the characters and real people are purely coincidental and unintentional. All characters are over 18 years of age. I hope you enjoy it and as with all the authors here, please let me know what you think.

All errors are mine alone, so please limit your comments to constructive criticism when concerning editing. I suck at it and I know. So that should limit some of the negative comments. Lol

Thanks in advance.

Destination_Unknown

Chapter 1

About twenty years ago there was a fairly young man, an up-and-coming Dom, from the Mid-South area of the United States who was known as Master Patrick. At the time he had started earning quite the reputation as an excellent trainer for very obedient subs who had trouble moving beyond certain hard limits. His personality and style of training were quickly catching the attention of several more financially successful individuals within the lifestyle who were starting to seek his services. Then one day he just disappeared without a trace.

Many rumors were floated around at the time but due to the ingrained secrecy within the community and the fact no one was certain of his real name there was never a police report filed or subsequent investigation. Over time he simply faded from memory.

Why do I ...

... bring this up you ask? Because I was Master Patrick. Yes, I said was. As tantalizing as some of the rumors may have been, the real story was nothing more than life throwing me several curveballs I just couldn't duck. Curve ball number one was the death of my beloved, sweet, special sister. She had been born with a rare genetic birth defect which affected both her body and limited her mental abilities. Where she was lacking in physical and mental acuity, she more than made up for it in the love she shared with the world. That was until some asshole came along and took the light from her eyes. In my mourning, I vowed I was going to make his life a living hell. I guess he believed me because once he heard what I said I would do, he took off in the dead of the night before I could fulfill my promise.

Curve ball number two was my mother dying from a very aggressive form of brain cancer just two months after my sister. I believe the stress during all this was what triggered the stroke which my father had while around the same time. Being the only child left, it was my responsibility to take care of them full time for as long as I was allowed to. During this time, and because I promised my mother I would, I started going to church again and ended up giving my life to Jesus. Yes, I became a bible preaching believer in God. It may be considered sacrilege but who better to understand submission to God than someone who was used to helping women submit?

Curve ball number three was ...