Written by: lulu_1
1880 words
I am driving my car, heading to the house of my master, whom I met on a website, and with whom I had been chatting and playing online games for some time. Undressing, touching myself, and completing small challenges. Then sending him photos of everything, to prove what was done and to let him enjoy seeing it (without ever revealing my identity or showing my face).
But that had all ended, he had ordered me to go to his house and have our first face-to-face meeting. And that's where I was.
I park the car. I am extremely nervous, as I am a novice and had never done anything like this before. I am such a novice that I had never been with a man before, so yes, everything that would happen would be my first time.
But there is no turning back now. I look for his door, ring the bell, he opens and says to me:
-Master: “Hello Lulú, I'm glad to finally see you in person. Come in."
-Lulú: "Hello, my lord" (that's how he had previously indicated I should always address him, as "my lord" or "my master"), "I'm also glad to be here."
I won't describe what he looks like physically, that is of little importance, it is only necessary to know that he is my master, the being, the man, the male, to whom I am going to give my body and mind.
He leads me to the kitchen, very kindly offers me a coffee and as we sit next to each other around the table, we chat for a while about us, the online games we have played so far, what he expects from our relationship, what I expect, etc.
This chat helps me relax and gather the final confidence I needed to take this last step.
At one point, he asks me.
-Master: "So Lulú, are you ready to have a first session with me, here and now?"
I can't say anything, I simply remain silent, lower my gaze, and make a small affirmative gesture with my head.
That was all he needed. The next thing he did was stand up from the chair, come right next to my side and in a tone, serious, dry, firm, direct, and even arrogant, very different from the pleasant and amiable tone he had used during our coffee conversation, he says to me.
-Master: "Get up from the chair right now!!!"
I, without saying anything, stand up, and stand right in front of him.
Then with one of his hands, he grabs my face, squeezes it, and bringing it close to his own face, until almost touching the tip of our noses, he says in the same tone as before.
-Master: "Now you are mine, you are totally mine, and as such you will do everything I order you to without a word of complaint. Your only purpose to exist is to fulfill my orders and desires. Is that clear?!!!"
-Lulú: "Yes, my master."
I could hardly respond, as his hand kept pressing my face and did not let me speak normally. Well, that and the initial scare I got from his reaction and the way he treated me.
-Master: "Very well, my little slut. The first thing yo...