Shaun Train Bloggspot
It was a dark and stormy night as I drove down River Street next to the trolley tracks into Milton. I went over the river, and through the woods with the radio on. I was going to meet a man who was Dominant, and had put a personal ad online. He wanted a ‘submissive cocksucker’ who would dress in sexy lingerie. He would ‘train’ someone to do things the way he liked. I answered. Because his ad was so detailed, I decided to include my phone number in the first email, along with a small picture of me ‘dressed’ in a black strapless bra, black women’s underpants, and black thigh high fishnets with red ‘fuck me’ pumps. My phone rang very soon after I sent the reply, his voice sounded deep and masculine. He said he liked what I wrote, and he liked my picture.
He said he was going to be unavailable for two weeks, after tonight, so….would I see him tonight. I had to get ready, I asked him to call back. He did, and I said, “yes.” I got my bag together with an all black outfit, and left my house at eight o’clock to make sure I got to his house by nine.