**Hey all! This is the first chapter of what’s probably going to be a multiple part series. It’s my fantasy of what my first time doing BDSM with a dom could be like. Hope you enjoy!**
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My heart practically beat out of my chest as I walked up the steps of your front porch, knowing this was my last chance to back out. But I wanted this, I had for years, more than anything. Sure, I’d had sex before, but being dominated was something I’d always craved.
We’d met online a few months before, you reaching out to me after I posted something on a forum about wanting to try having a dom, wanting to be used, but not knowing how to begin. You’d been kind, firm, slowly taking on the roll of dominance in my life as weeks went by, careful to be slow and not scare me off, starting with a simple, “Make sure you eat today”, and more recently restricting my orgasms and exercising more control. I’d gotten scared a few times but you’d pulled back slightly, reassuring me that everything was under my control, making sure I was comfortable, before tightening your control once more. I didn’t know what was happening, but you did. Slowly increasing your hold on me, pulling me towards you without me noticing until it was too late and I was caught in your trap.