Someone has messaged my friends on facebook.  I am very upset.  Yes, of course I lied to my friends and said someone stole them but I hate lying sooo... anyways.  I shouldn't have posted my photos here.  

Oh, I will write a part 2 to my first encounter.  But I will say this... afterwards he revealed to me it was just a one time thing and that he was married.  Obviously I was and still am devastated because I wanted to see Him more.  And I felt used.  But he didn't do anything illegal to me and it was safe and hot.  I just wanted more and a consistent thing. :(

Okay so I finally got up the courage to write about my first BDSM experience that happened about a month ago.  I was talking with this dominant guy for about 2 weeks and getting to know each other.  I am not dumb so I could tell he was manipulating me which I do like since I am so new to all this and a little scared.  

So he tells me it's time to meet so I meet him at Starbucks.  I don't see the man from the pictures when I get there which was like five minutes early.  I was shaking a little bit my voice was uneven but I managed to order a mocha latte.  

After like ten minutes he see him approach.  We greet each other.  

"It's okay to be nervous," he says smoothly.  He seems so confident and in control and I feel so little and frightened. I don't understand how he can be so in control I guess it's because he is like 45.  I like meeting people but meeting from online is strange and awkward.  

After some small talk I finally get up the nerve to tell him I get do this.  So I get up and walk out.  As I get closer to my car I hear him say, "Chera stop."

I stop.  I turn around.  "You want this.  Chera, you need this, we both know it.  So just stop thinking and come with me.  I will not hurt you.  Tell me you are safe."

"I am safe."  

"Chera...   I am safe, Sir," he corrects me.

"I am safe, Sir."

"That's my good little girl.  Now tell me you need this."

"I need this, Sir."

"Kiss my shoe."

I find myself lowering to the ground and kiss his shoe.  I don't really like admitting any of this but it is what it is because he has some sort of power over me.  And I guess a part of me likes it.

I get into his car.  He blindfolds me.  I am in the car for an unbearable amount of time.  I am thinking oh no I made a mistake and he is going to rape me or kill me.  As I begin to whimper I finally hear his reassurances.  "You will be fine, pet chera.  Just breathe.  You are safe; I am here."

We finally get to his house.  "Get on all ground."  I get on my hands and knees.  He opens a door and shuts it.  After a few awkward minutes in slight cold air I hear the door open again.  He removes my black coat and top so I am just in my bra and pants.  I fill a cold chain collar clasp around my neck.  He leads me into his house.  

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