First Meeting: (the woman in this story has now found a husband and is happily married - I am glad for her, and she deserves a good life - her thoughts in the story below she told to me after the fact) and NO, I will not give her name
they had exchanged messages and chats for several months now, and she said she wanted to come for a visit - she had always dreamed of being bound for sex, but never had the nerve to ask, and was fearful of the result - with this Dom, she had shared online bondage sex enough times she had given her trust - all was arranged online
she would arrive at the airport Toronto, and would be wearing a long dark coat and carry a leather suitcase
he arrived at the airport with a little time, only to realize that the flights from the States came in at a different terminal - a bit of checking found that there was a shuttle, but he was late
she waited, and wondered - she had tried to meet up with a Dom once before, and no one showed - was this a repeat? - a worry, but she had faith in this man, and would wait
by the time he arrived at 'arrivals' in the correct terminal, he was upset and mumbling to himself, would she still be there? ah, a woman in long coat, leather suitcase, and she did look like the picture she had sent - going up to her he was repeating "long coat, leather suticase" - she knew it was him
they were in the parking garage quickly and shared their first real kiss, then off to Muskoka in the growing dark, she in the car she had arranged to rent, he in his truck -
getting out of the truck, he took her by the shoulders, and tipped up her chin - looking up, she gasped, never had she seen such a dark clear sky; so many stars! 'I knew you would like that' he said, and she realized he had been paying attention, and did know the kinds of things she would like
he led her to her hotel and after a short visit left, giving her the privacy and time to settle both thoughts and feelings
the next morning, he picked her up in the truck, and they were off to a couple of antique shops, and browsed a camping trailer dealership, shared lunch, enjoyed the Ontario spring scenery, had dinner and went back to her hotel
as agreed, their first sex was vanilla, and afterwards, they just lay and talked for hours
the following morning the truck was back, and they were off - to where? she did not know, but there was a canoe in the back...
the lake lay in complete wilderness, about 1 1/2 miles long, a half mile wide - at the far end a small island - it was her first time in a canoe, and she was nervous till they were launched - 'oh' she said 'this is wonderful' as the canoe glided smoothly away from shore
part way down the lake they saw a loon, and with his binoculars she could see babies riding on it's back - she was beginning to feel this was exciting
reaching the island, they beached the canoe, and began to explore - close to shore, they could hear the birds chirping on the mainland, and a squirrel chattered it's annoyance
they paused to admire the view, when he backed her against a sapling, holding her wrists behind the tree and pressing his weight against her form, and she squirmed with desire - they shared some kisses, then he backed off - she would have to wait and the desire built
on the rocky tip of the island, they found dry sticks, and he built a fire - they shared a peaceful lunch with a view down the lake, then he took her to a ledge where they sat over calm clear waters with fishes below their feet
paddling back to land, they wandered down the logging road a ways, and he pointed out the tracks of Moose - she was nervous then, but excitedly so
stopping for dinner, they returned to the hotel, and chatted a bit again, going over the events of the day
talking turned to kissing, kissing turned to petting, and petting lead to removal of clothes
growing excited now, she turned face down on the sheets, and placed her hands behind her back
this was the signal they had agreed on online, the sign she was ready, and he understood
online they had used ribbons (he like the effect of colours and bows), but before coming, she had requested ropes, wanting to be secure
taking a length of purple rope, he doubled it, and passed the fold around a wrist, then wrapped the ends around the other wrist, passed the ends through the middle, and tied off
moving down, he lifted her high-heel clad feet
while he lifted her feet, she secretly tugged, testing the bonds at her wrists - there was absolutely no give
"this guy knows how to tie" she told herself "I can never get out of this" she thrilled "I am completely his - he can do anything to me he wants!" she thought, as she squirmed with need on the sheets
tying her ankles, he bent her legs, and adding a rope from the one at her ankles to the one at her wrists, placed her in a snug hogtie
kneeling back he paused to admire her bound form - smooth legs bent over a shapely rear, pulled back arms, thrust back shoulderblades, bunching skin along her spine - a soft warm neck, she was beauty captive and his heart gave a leap - one long heartfelt sigh excaped his lips
at the sound of his sigh, a shiver of lust shot through her frame - "it is good, it will be all right, he is pleased with me!" she thought to herself - she did so want to please and did so want to be desired
slipping a silken scarf under her face, he placed a gag, then a second scarf covered her eyes
"ah, so completely his!" she thought - a tingle of fear, yet truly trust - she was fully aroused
many times she had been tied online in this favourite hogtie of his, but this time was real - oh, how thrilling it felt!
turning her on her side, he began to caress her breasts while another hand stroked those smooth bound legs, and she squirmed harder in her bonds
gentle lips explored the hair of her mound, and she tried to spread her legs, to no avail, the ropes held fast, and she squirmed harder still
finally, reading the expression of passion on her face, he knew she could wait no more, and truly, seeing that passioned expression, HE could wait no longer himself
slipping the hogtie rope free, he lay her legs on the sheets, and turned her face up
gentle hands and gentle lips belied the stern ropes holding her his, and she rocked with his attentions, straining at her bonds till the sheets were damp with her desire, and turning her sideways on the bed till her head tilted over the side, stretching a long smooth neck, he slid his weight over her form
forcing his way between dampened thighs, he entered her canal as his chest pressed into her thrust-up breasts and his hands caressed her neck
"oh, please, squeeze my neck" she thought - a thing she had written she wanted in a message - "will he make me his helpless and powerless slave?"
as his hands did squeeze her neck, she felt a wave of passion rock her from head to toe - "at last, to be taken by a man riven with fever for me" she cried in her thoughts "to be so helpless, yet so desired!" and her orgasm began
feeling the heat of her release, he stiffened and answered with his own hot pulse, filling her with the heat of his release deep inside, and she stiffened in peak
finally collapsing, she weaked on the sheets, and he softened, laying his head on her breasts, holding her close
they lay long like that, then - almost reluctantly - he removed her bonds
she slipped by his side, head on his shoulder, his arm around hers, and soft whispers passed between them till they fell asleep
I will never forget this lady, for lady she is - still and ever friend
