6/4/2023 5:19:14 AM: Face to face - A work of fiction. (by me) The door bell chimed, he took one step back composed himself and took three deep breaths. The Square of frosted glass lit orange and he heard footsteps approaching. He swallowed. They had met online some couple of months previous and instantly liked each other . He appealed to her sensually dominant side, she wanted to respect and enjoy the men in her life . She also wanted to pull them closer, to wrap them around her little finger. She appealed to his submissive. The little boy inside who craved that guidance. The worshipful serf in need of his Queen. They both wanted to fall in love. One final breath and the door was open. The masculine and feminine greetings crossed through the silence between the two and they embraced there on the front step almost immediately. It was warm and familiar to both and both felt a charge. He felt like he was drinking her in. The scent from her hair, her neck, her clothes all combined and rushed to his stomach. She knew that he meant this embrace, she felt his passion and new that she had him, if she wanted him. She broke off first and pecked him on the cheek. Very lovely to finally meet you, you smell very nice. Come in and shut the door behind you. Yes Ma'am He responded. They had agreed on this title some time back but saying it out loud now made it real. She liked the sound of it from him. He liked saying it to her. You brought wine I see, thank you, go through to the left and take a seat and I'll bring us some glasses. Make yourself comfortable. He watched her turn and leave and she felt him watching and it felt right to both. They sat and they talked like old friends catching up yet one friend had developed a crush on the other and the other knew it. She found him charming and charismatic. He had a shine and a passion that she liked. He found her alluring and intriguing. She had a presence and grace that he loved. Should I open another bottle do you think? Entirely up to you Ma'am. I am enjoying myself but it is getting late He looked at the clock, the time had gone sweetly by for both. Nonsense. I want another. Go to the kitchen for me, there's a bottle on the table. Pour us a couple of fresh glasses and relax,there's just something I need to do in my office, I'll be 10 minutes or so Yes Ma'am He waited and gathered his tipsy thoughts. He was glad of this time to tether his excitement a little. Don't blow it, he told himself. This block of time was the longest for him by a long way this night. She returned and broke the wicked spell, walked over to wear he was sat, handed him a sheet of paper still slightly warm from the printer, took her glass of wine and walked away. I'll be upstairs She said just before she left the room. He pulled his eyes from the empty space that she left and looked at the document in his hand. Here is how I want it to be. It read I want you to be exclusive and loyal to me and not me to you. I might be but I don't have to be. If you agree sign your name here -> He took the pen from his shirt pocket instinctively and clicked it open. He paused and read on. Until I decide otherwise every other time we meet will be a vanilla date with no sex. I want a friend as well as a submissive. Sign here -> His face was red from the wine and the heat of what he was reading. Is this real? His thoughts were escaping him. You hand over control of your orgasms for me off the bat. This is none negotiable. Sign here -> He felt the acute energy in his groin and in his belly. He could hear his heart in his head. You are in competition with two other potentials. I may keep you all or none of you. You need to impress me. Sign here -> A game, it's just a game, he told himself Your safeword is TORONTO. Sign here -> He smiled widely at this and felt a certain lightness come over him. He had told her that this was one of his favourite places he had lived previously, that he always thought about that city and what it gave him whenever he doubted himself or felt too blue. It was a gentle thing for her to use that, he thought. A true gesture of sorts. If you sign all of the above then we can proceed. If you sign all of the above, remove your clothes, roll up this letter and crawl up the stairs with it in your mouth. You will see only one door open, crawl to it and ask for permission to enter. If you don't sign all of the above then sleep on the couch until the morning and we will talk about it. He read it all through again and then again and then he signed and then he took off his clothes. She lay and drank her wine and watched the doorway from her bed. Permission to enter Ma'am. Yes come in. The masculine and feminine mixing and twisting this time. Close the door behind you and crawl to my side here. Let me see what that is in your mouth. He turned on all fours to close the door. She watched him. He felt her watch him. She knew. He knew. The End.