First time with my Master: Chapter 1

I have always been a submissive. In every relationship I have ever had, I have always been a willing bottom. One guy who I met on line said he could tell just from my photo, the way I looked slightly down, that I was submissive. He was my real first Top. A rubber man. He introduced me to the fantastic sensation of rubber and latex on freshly shaven skin and the thrill of being restrained and spanked. I met Bob quite a few times and we spoke about people we had been with, and how we had both been with the same guy on more than one instance. Bob mentioned another Top, Adrian who was close to his flat in London. One look at his profile and I fell head over heels for him. A sexy Daddy, silver beard, shaven head and a gorgeous body . His photo showed him in leather, bending a riding crop in his hands, and my heart pounded for the chance to be at his feet. I started to write to him on a fetish site and heard nothing for a few weeks. I regularly checked back in so he could see I was looking at his profile but heard nothing and I felt disappointed. Then, four weeks after I first contacted him, he replied. Hi, Have you any pics I could see, the one of you in your profile is a bit dark? He said. I immediately sent him my stock photos I keep on my phone. Full frontal, bent over showing my arse, kneeling looking up. He replied straight away saying how fit I was and did I have a Master already? I told him about Bob and he sent a smiley. “Don’t let on you are writing to me” he said “It’s better he doesn’t know” he added I promised I would not say anything and we chatted on line until he asked if I would like his phone number. I sent mine first and he returned the favour. I sent him a message “Hi” and he replied. From there we got a little more intimate. What turned me on, my fetishes. I asked how I should address him and he said “Daddy” so I replied “I like to be tied up and spanked Daddy. I love being dominated, love anal sex and the taste of cum. I do like leather and rubber but don’t have any stuff yet” I said. He told me how he was a caring Daddy, knew how to respect limitations of slaves, liked to push a slave just enough so they knew they had been used. I wanted to wank myself there and then. I told him how I wanted to serve him and he said “ We will see” From texting we spoke on the phone, intimately and honest about what we both wanted. Then he said “FaceTime me tonight at 7:00 I wore my shorts and t shirt and pressed call. He answered and looked even more handsome in real time and I blurted that out. He laughed and was so nice we chatted for hours. “Strip for me” he said. I quickly took my shorts and t shirt off, my cock was rock hard and I make gallons of pre cum, I drip like a tap so the end of my hard red cock was glistening. “Wow” he smiled We wanked off together and I cum first. I ate the cum as he requested and as he watched me lick my fingers clean I saw his cum spurt from his cock onto the camera. “Fuck!” He laughed. He cleaned it off and we lay chatting. It felt so natural. We wanked off a few more times on the following evenings and then he said he had decided he would take me on as his slave. I was so happy and knelt and said “Thank you Daddy” He smiled. “I have some tasks for you first. Somethings I want you to wear for me” he said seriously. “Anything to please you Daddy” I said. I was so happy and excited to be his. I will send a pic tomorrow then wait for you to FaceTime me dressed in what is in the photo, understood girl?” He said “Yes Daddy “ I replied eagerly. He had called me his girl. I was head over heels in love with him. The following morning I sent him a text like every morning “Morning Daddy, hope you slept well and have a good day at work, love,Girl” His reply was a photo of a young shaven headed man on his knees in front of a leather Master, dressed in white stockings, stilettos, suspenders and panties. “You alright with this, girl?” He wrote. “Yes Daddy” I replied That day I went to a lingerie shop in a shopping centre and chose the same outfit the guy in the pic had on. The lady smiled as she cashed up and simply said “Enjoy” I thanked her. I wasn’t embarrassed. I was Daddy’s girl and loved it. I texted him say I had the “Bitch gear” he had said I should get and he replied “Fantastic, can’t wait to see you in it tonight” I hurried home and shaved my legs and chest. My cock and balls were already smooth. I slipped into the gear and almost cum as I felt the silk stockings on my freshly shaven legs. I could not take my eyes off myself in the mirror. I was another mans sissy bitch. He rang at seven on the dot and I placed my phone on the table and stood back so he could see me, full length in my sissy outfit. “Fuck yes” he purred. He dropped his pants and started to wank as he gave me orders to turn, bend, wank myself, kneel. I did everything he demanded until he threw his head back and shot his load. “You must not wank until I say” he said pulling his pants up. “In fact I will send you a pic of a cock cage I want you to wear.” He said sternly “yes Daddy” I said. I meant it. I wanted to be his, owned sissy bitch, Daddy’s girl” “Wear those to work under your clothes every day, buy more, in red and black, do you understand bitch?” He spat “Yes Daddy” I said. “I will ring you tomorrow, when I do, go to the toilets and strip off down to your bitch gear and Face time me, I’m going to wank over you at work” he smiled. “I will Daddy, I promise.” I said. I went back to the same store and bought the same in red and in black as ordered and paid. The same lady grinned and winked at me as she handed me the bag of bitch gear. “See you soon” she smiled and I thanked her smiling happily. I left the bag in the boot of my car and went into the office. At 11:45 my phone pinged. A message from Daddy “Toilet now, strip and FaceTime me” it demanded I ran to the loo and locked myself in a cubicle and quickly undressed down to my bitch outfit and rang. Daddy was in a toilet and was wanking off to me. He gestured for me to turn and I bent over like a slut posing for him. I saw his cum spurt out and he hung up. I waited in case he had lost his signal but received a text as I stood in my bitch outfit. “Ring me at 7:00” it said I dressed and went back to work hard and wet. My message pinged again and I saw a pic of a steel silver cock cage and lock on it. I googled it and saw a shop in the gay village sold them. They were expensive but I would manage if I was careful with my bills I bought one on the way home. I put it on immediately and put the keys to one side. I sent him a pick of me in red stockings and suspenders with the cage choking my cock and balls. “Well done bitch” came the reply “How many keys?” “3 Sir” I replied “Put all 3 in an envelope and send them to the address below, do it now, go out and post them in your sexy gear.” It said I found an envelope and wrote his address on it. I bought stamps from the corner shop and posted the keys off. I was locked in chastity, dressed in bitch gear, owned by my Daddy” the red panties were wet with my pre cum. He wanked over me at Seven and then told me to get rid of all my male underwear and fill the drawers with sexy bitch gear. He asked my size and said he would have something waiting for me at his flat that weekend. I was to get down to London and ring him when I was outside his flat. He turned his phone to show me his room. At the side of his bed was an iron cage. He smiled “You will be sleeping in it after I funk you” he smiled. My cock almost spurt out pre cum. “Thank you Daddy” I said. He smiled and hung up I texted him telling how much I wanted to be his and he rang me. He told me that he was an experienced Master, that he would take his time with me, that I wasn’t to be scared or fearful that he would hurt me. He explained he would push my limits, each time a little further until I was a happy and confident with my role as slave. That weekend was the happiest of my life. I dressed up for him and was fucked in my throat and pussy. My clit cage jingled as he bent me over my cage and fucked me long and hard. I knelt and kissed his feet, sucking his toes as he sat at his computer desk. He trained the camera on me so whoever he was chatting with online could see his subservient sissy bitch sucking his toes, the dirt and sweat from a hard day in his work boots cleaned away by my tongue. I rimmed him, in bed, as he stood having a smoke out of the door, knelt with my tongue deep in his arse, licking and sucking, cleaning it. He had bought me a massive butt plug which he ceremoniously jelled up and forced into me, then he took me out, I sat without a meal or drink while he ate and had a beer. I paid as he waited outside smoking. Then we went to the pub. I went to the bar, bought him a beer and sat while he drank it. Four pints later he told me he needed the toilet. I sat looking at him waiting for him to go “Your my toilet” he smirked I followed him home, my clit was throbbing in its cage and the plug felt like it was going to make me cum with every step I took. The entrance to his flat was through a gate and up a path Once inside the gate he told me to strip. I knelt in my bitch gear as he drained his bladder into my mouth. I drank as much as I could, as fast as I could but some ran down my chest and wet my panties and stockings. He smiled “Good bitch” “Your pussy should be well stretched now” he said as I followed him, still in my underwear to the front door. He rushed me into his room in case another flat mate was in and told me to open a black bag on a table. In it was a black wet look basque, wet look stockings and panties. “Well” he smiled “Thank you Daddy” I said. The bill is in the bag, you will pay me for them” he said without looking at me “Yes Daddy” I said. I stripped off the wet bitch gear and stretched the new outfit onto my body. The panties were so small the cage was in full view. “Fuck you are so fit, bitch” he said taking his cock out. I knelt and sucked on it, it was musky and I breathed in the smell of a real man. “Are you really ready for this journey bitch?” He said lifting my face up and drooling spit into my open mouth I swallowed it and smiled.”Yes Daddy” His cock forced into my throat and I gagged. “Good girl” he said and fucked my mouth. I was his. And my journey had just begun.