I met him in an on line chat room....I have been having these submissive fantasies......over the years a number of guys had given me blow jobs and, to be honest, blow jobs from women just weren't as good...then i sucked my first cock.....it was in an XXX bookstore....i just did it.....and while i had some difficulity with my gag reflex, i loved the feeling of his cock getting hard in my mouth and the pre cum...then me making him shoot.....i had some trouble taking it all and ended up spitting some of it out...but immediately sucked the head of his cock some more...and that seemed to make up for not taking it all....then..he zipped up and left me kneeling in that XXX booth....
This experience just made me want more..and I posted an add looking for a TOP to train me....i wanted to get past my gag reflex and enjoy the feeling of being a slave cocksucker for a Master...a true TOP.....naked and collared in his presence.....I got a few hits but then I got the one that rung my bell.....
"When you planning to be in town, give me a call on my cell at 555-xxx-xxxx." I had a trip coming up and two days out, I dialed his number with shaking hands......his voice was stern....."Sir, i am james from the bondage website....i am planning on flying out of Saint Louis on monday and will be staying in town sunday night and wondered if i could be allow to come over and meet you?" He instructed me to send a detailed email with a vanilla facial pic to his private email. He also gave me instrucitons on what to wear and where and when to report. I had to go to a WalMart and buy some sweats, a pair of women's pink lace panties, some cheap womens body powder and a pair of flip flop shower shoes. This was wnat i was to wear to meet him. He also gave me his address and told me to report no later than 7PM and no earlier than 645 PM on sunday night. I got to my motel room about four and immediately ran a hot bath...i wanted to be especially clean, powdered and ready for my first experience as a cocksucker slave trainee.
It was a short drive to his house from the airport motel but it seemed like an hour. My stomach was in butterflys.....i was nervous as a cat and just a little bit afraid.....my cock was stiff and tenting both my red panties and the sweat pants i was wearing....i got out and was happy that it was getting dark out, so that others could not see my erection under these sweats...or could they? There was a guy rolling up a water hose next door and he looked at me with an evil expression. It both excited and scared me. Did he know what was about to happen here? My shaking fingers pushed the door bell and the interior lights went dim as someone opened the door....I could not see who.....a deep voice said "come it, turn right walk to the corner and face it...stand there until you get your next order." i complied....my hands were pulled behind me and handcuffed behind my back....a blindfold was placed over my eyes and practiced hands frisked me lingering on my cock, balls and my right buttock. I had a raging hardon.......
to be continued.