We first met online, after you read an erotic story I wrote that you just couldn’t get out of your head. It was something about the tone it was written it, the subtle, yet forceful, dominance of the man in the story. It was so well written you wanted to know who was behind it… and when you did you weren’t disappointed.
Our relationship developed quickly enough. It didn’t take long for me to know who you really were, and it made your stomach alight with butterflies each time I spoke to you in such a way that reminded us both of your desire to be controlled… your desire to be owned. But not just the tied up and spanked type of owned – like truly and completely owned. I could tell almost from the start that you wanted to give yourself completely to the man who could see it in you and draw that side out of you.