1. The Meeting


    Date: 7/10/2015, Categories: Anal, BDSM, Hardcore, Author: amabarrettsub, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    It was the first time we met. I was nervous and scared, with a small ball of anxiety low in my stomach. Once or twice I started to turn back, all the niggling doubts in the back of my mind rushing forward. Maybe I was wrong. Maybe this wasn’t what I wanted. Could I handle it? What if it was too much, too intense, too overwhelming? And the worst doubt of all: what if you were disappointed? I knew I shouldn’t feel this way, you knew me better than anyone. All of the long chats, emails, phone calls, after the in-depth conversations about my hopes and desires, darkest fantasies you had teased out of me, one at a time…you knew me better than I knew myself. Still, I couldn’t help but worry. This was the first meeting, the first time we would actually see each other in person, physically be within close proximity. I was excited, yes, but mostly nervous. So many things could go wrong. And I wasn’t really sure I would be able to do this. I have never been a self-assured, confident person, and this was a huge step. But I knew I had to try. I needed…something….more or I would suffocate. I just couldn’t continue this way, without at least knowing that I tried. You were more experienced with it of course, I knew that, expected it. In truth, I needed that as well. Two novices would be disastrous, much like the old adage, “two virgins on a bed is one virgin too many.” I was completely new and would need your guidance and expertise. You knew that, as well. Deciding that the punishment for ...
    changing my mind wouldn’t be worth it, I left my car a little ways down the street. I didn’t want to draw too much attention as I made my way to the address you had given me; worried that someone would read my face and knew what was about to happen, what I was walking myself into. None of my f****y or friends knew what was planned. Oh, they knew I was meeting someone out of state, but they were told it was for a collaborative business project. They knew what time I should be back and that my phone would be off during most of the trip that I would check in during the evenings or before bed, but they didn’t know the real reason I was here. That was just between you and me. After a few moments of indecision I knocked on the door, perhaps a bit softly, but you heard it. There were footsteps and the slight creak of hinges as the door opened. I remember the expression on your face more than anything. After a second’s pause I remembered the first rule, quickly dropping to my knees and folding my hands across my lap and dropping my head down. It wasn’t a standard pose but it was the best I could do under the circumstances. I remember blushing. I was embarrassed that anyone on the street who happened by would see me, but at the same time I was exhilarated. You knew I would feel this way, the shame and the thrill. Part of my nature. More than anything else, it made the situation real to me; I was here. I was actually going through with it. You left me there, sitting subserviently on the ...
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