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by David Jewell
Category: Erotica/BDSM Erotica
Description: No one writes BDSM erotica like David Jewell and with his newest work of dominance and submission, True Love, you'll see why as a master searches for a woman who will love him for what he is and for what he does!
eBook Publisher: Renaissance E Books/Sizzler Editions,
eBookwise Release Date: June 2011
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [247 KB]
Reading time: 168-236 min.
Aubrey Lang sat in the dimly lit bar in downtown Minneapolis. She had placed a single white rose next to her glass of merlot as instructed. Her eyes darted around the bar betraying her nervousness in being there. She was now second-guessing her wisdom in coming here to meet this master she had been serving online over the past several months. After all, she was married. It was one thing to play online and be the submissive slut she fantasized about being. However, meeting him in real life was a completely different story. Why did she agree? Why did she even come here? At least, she was meeting him in a public and somewhat crowded bar. That was far safer than a hotel room some place where she couldn't get help if needed. In spite of her nervousness, she felt a tingle of excitement over doing so ... of taking a chance ... of walking on the edge ... of venturing into the unknown, the forbidden. She sipped her wine hoping to calm her nerves. She glanced at her watch. He was late. Was he standing her up? She wondered how long she should wait before kissing it all off as a mistake. She decided to order another glass of wine before going home to her vanilla husband and her safe, sensible life. Maybe it was for the best, she began to console herself.
At the bar, his eyes were on her. From the pictures she had sent him, he had no problem in recognizing her. However, the white rose confirmed that she was the one he came here to meet. He sipped his Jameson as he watched her. He smiled when a second glass of wine was placed in front of her. He would contact her soon.
He had never requested a nude a picture of her although he did have her describe her body in great detail. He was pleased that her descriptions were accurate. He liked her shoulder-length blond her, slightly turned up nose, green eyes, thin body and, thanks to her short skirt, her long legs. In due time, he would see everything. However, it wouldn't be tonight. Tonight, he was curious about one detail she had mentioned about her body. And he would see it before he left. It would be her second act of submission to him in real life. First, he would have her do what she had agreed to do before coming here to meet him. He finished his drink. He ordered a scotch and water with a twist. He approached her table located towards the back of the bar but near the center of the room. "Hi, Aubrey. I'm Master Thorne," he said startling her.
She looked at him. He was taller than she had anticipated and more muscular. His eyes were blue and his hair was brown, as he had told her. She immediately felt his aura of dominance. "It's nice to meet you, Master Thorne," she said in a soft voice that gave evidence of just how nervous she was.
He sat down at her right side. He placed his drink on the table. "It's nice to finally meet you in person, my pet. You look lovely tonight."
"Thank you, Master." She was unsure of what to do. So she simply looked into his eyes.
"So I'm the first master you've ever met in person?"
"You are, Master. I have served others online and on the phone like I have you. But I've never met one in person until now."
He smiled. "I'm flattered. Why me? Why now?"
"I'm not sure, Master. Curious. Maybe I'm ready to take the next step. I don't know." She sipped her wine.
"The next step meaning to serve a master in real life?"
"I think so, Master. I am curious about it that's for sure."
"I see. Is it what you want to do ... really want to do?"
She gave his question some thought. "I only know that I want to find out what it means to have a man take full control of me in real life. I've fantasized about it a lot. I enjoyed reading about it. I've enjoyed serving online. But I want to go to the next level."
"Are you sure?"
"Do you really want to submit to me? To do anything and everything that I want?"
She felt an erotic tingle over his words. "Yes, Master."
"What do you fantasize about, my pet?" he asked even though they had discussed this online.
"Being tied up. Forced to pleasure you. Doing what you want me to do."
"How about more pain that just the nipple clamps that I've had you wear? How about spankings or flogging?"
"Yes, Master. I want to experiment. I want to submit."
"Do you want to or need to, my pet?" he asked making her search deep within herself for the answer.
She sipped her wine while he took a sip of his drink. "I feel compelled to submit to you ... to explore these persistent fantasies, to be controlled and owned and to find out why I have these feelings."
He appreciated her honesty. He needed that kind of openness and honesty from those who served him. "I see. Are you ready to serve me now?"
"Yes, Master," she said knowing full well what he meant.
He smiled. "Very well, my pet. Are you wearing the pink panties like I told you to wear?"
"Yes, Master." Her heart skipped a beat as she prepared to submit to him just as they had discussed prior to tonight.
"It's crowded in here."
She looked around. "It is, Master," she said realizing that the bar had filled up since he had sat down. Her heart beat a little faster. She wondered if she could do what he wanted. She nervously licked her lips.
"Give me your panties," he said in a forceful tone.
She paused. She blew out some air as her hands touched the hem of her skirt. She slid forward so she could more easily reach under the hem to remove the panties. She looked around to see if anyone was looking. She was relieved that no one was.
"Look at me, Aubrey."
She did. She found the waistband and tugged her panties down. She had to lean back against the chair so she could lift up her ass to pull the panties out from under her. Her chair made a sound. She blushed. She kept her eyes on Master Thorne and prayed that no one was watching her. She sat back down on the chair once the panties were free. She felt the leather seat against her pussy. She slowly lifted a leg and pulled the panties over her high heel. Then she lifted the other leg and did the same thing. She placed her warm panties in his outstretched hand.
He smiled. He felt their warmth. He inhaled her scent before placing them in his skirt pocket. "Very good, my pet. I must say that you smell delightful."
"Thank you, Master." She could not believe that she had removed her panties in public and given them to him. She blushed.
"Did you like submitting to me, Aubrey?"
She took a moment to reflect. "It did feel good, Master. Yes, I liked it."
"Good. I knew you would, my pet." He paused. "It's a start and only a start."
"Finish your wine and I'll walk you back to your car."
"Are we done, Master?"
He smiled. "Almost. I like to keep the first meeting short."
"I see." She drained her glass. "Have I pleased you, Master?"
"Yes. We are off to a good start."
She smiled. She stood up. Taking his arm, she walked with him to her car in the parking lot.
"If you don't mind, I'd like to sit with you in your car for a minute."
"I don't mind, Master," she said even though some red flags went up what with being in the parking garage alone with him.
"Okay." He closed the door behind her on the driver's side and got into the passenger seat. He took a moment to look deep into her eyes. He took her hand and soothingly massaged it.
She relaxed. She was pleased with how he was treating her.
"You mentioned that you have pierced nipples."
"I do, Master." She blushed.
"Any particular reason that you had them pierced?"
She thought for a moment. "Master, I had seen some pieced nipples in a porno flick. I like how they looked. I told my husband that I wanted to have it done. He wasn't overly excited about it. So I guess I did for me and I'm glad I did."
"Does you husband like it?"
"Not really. But I do. They made my nipples a lot more sensitive. I really like that." She was surprised that she had shared that information with him.
"I'd like to see them, my pet."
She looked at him in surprise. She looked around. "Now, Master?"
"Yes. Now. I expect you to obey me."
"I know, Master. But ... "
"There are no 'buts'. Show me," he said in a firm tone. He smiled when she began to unbutton her blouse.
She looked around as she did. She unbuttoned three buttons and exposed her pink bra. She unfastened the front hook and separated the cups to expose her nipples. She was very self-conscious as she did.
He looked at the green barbells piercing her thick nipples. He smiled. "I like how they look."
"Thank you, Master." She began to pull the cups back over her breasts.
"Not yet, my pet."
She separated the cups again. "Sorry, Master."
"You'll learn what I like." To test her resolve to submit, he slowly reached out to touch a nipple. He was pleased when she didn't pull back but allowed him to do so
"Ohhh," she breathed as he gently toyed with a nipple. She couldn't believe how intense it felt. Her nipple quickly became fully erect.
"Yes, piercing you nipples has made them very sensitive and very responsive. I like that."
"I'm glad, Master."
"Put your bra back on. I've seen everything I need to see this time."
"Yes, Master." Under his gaze, she fastened the front hook, adjusted her breasts in the cups and buttoned up her blouse.
"I am pleased with you, Aubrey. I'd like to see you again."
"I'd like that, Master," she honestly said.
"I'll be in touch."
"Yes, Master. I hope it's soon."
"It will be, my pet." He gave her a soft kiss on the lips before getting out of her car.
She sat there for a moment reflecting on what had just happened. She was stunned over her behavior. Had she really taken her panties off in the bar? The coolness of the leather seat against her naked pussy confirmed that she had. Had she really exposed her breasts and let him see her pierced nipples. Her still hard nipples gave evidence that she had. "Wow! " She marveled over how good it felt to submit to Master Thorne in person. "I want to see him again," she confessed.
She finally started her car and began the trip back home. For some reason, she was horny. An hour later, she was eagerly making love to her husband. Her climax was more intense than normal. Thank you, Master Thorne, she thought while basking in the afterglow and acknowledging the reason for her increase in sexual pleasure. She definitely wanted to see him again.