So I Met A Dom
Lately MKH has been busy with graduate school so there hasn’t been a lot of time for us. She’s super busy with classes and deadlines; I’m holding up the fort. At the end of the day she barely has energy for herself let alone me. We had a discussion, and she decided that I could serve a dominant man so long as I remain caged, no marks, our relationship comes first and I stay caged. I eagerly agreed and created an account on a gay cruising site to find a Dominant.
A Dominant reached out to me via the cruising site, we established compatibility; he quickly took a superior position with me, and I loved it. I submitted easily to his instructions. We clicked quickly and moved from the cruising platform to a messaging application so that we could communicate more directly. I found this to be terribly exciting; my body was vibrating. Sir asked questions and asked for pictures; we talked more and got to know each other. We clicked. However, Sir was reluctant to take on a married submissive. At the end of the day, I thought it was over before it began.
The next day passed without a word; I resisted reaching out. That evening, I received a message from Sir inquiring how I was doing. I was vibrating again with sexual energy.
Whatever reservations Sir had must not have been insurmountable. We immediately moved to another platform called Obedience. Sir began giving me daily tasks of submission as well as rules for me to follow, tasks for me to perform; I wrote down my limits and ideas for acts of submission. Sir asked me to journal about the kinks I’d like to explore, and I talked about my interests in chastity, sissification, and being dominated by a man.
Last night a new task had appeared on my list: to meet Sir in the parking lot of a shopping center in town. Again, my heart was pounding and my body vibrating with anticipation. I pulled up behind the car he described as his, no movement. I opened my door and walked up to the driver’s side. Without rolling down the window, he acknowledged me and nodded for me to get in. I sat next to him and took him in. He was a pleasant looking man, not especially handsome but he definitely had charisma. He said hello with a slight Middle Eastern accent then leaned in, I started to lean in too (knowing this was going to be a warm up kiss) when he took his hand and placed it on the back of my head drawing me into a deep kiss that lasted over a minute. I swooned as his tongue greeted mine. Finally he pulled away (I wish he hadn’t), “What’s your real name?”, he says. Looking down, I tell him and I see a slight smile spread across his lips, then he tells me his name.
Sir starts to unbuckle his pants and pulls out his cock, this is what I was hoping for…I begin to suck his uncut cock, my first. I feel his cock begin to harden as I take it in my mouth and suck its length. His hand returns to push me down on his entire cock. I take it all, deep throating it and holding as I resisted the urge to gag. I wanted to impress Sir. He put his hand in the back of my pants while my mouth was full with his cock and probed my ass with his fingers. I continued to suck and stroke his cock until he shot a load of sweet cum into my mouth. Sir put his cock away. I thanked him. “Why are you so nervous?” I explained that I’d never been with a dominant man sexually before and was enjoying the experience so far. I started to get out of his car. “Did I tell you to get out?”, he asked. “No, Sir.” I closed the door. “Show me my cock,” he commanded. I unbuttoned my pants to expose my caged cock in a pink thong; he reached over to cup my balls and squeezed. I moaned. “Put your cock away. When was the last time you masturbated?” I let him know it was when he instructed me to and to send video. “Good, you’re going to jerk off tonight then no orgasms for 14 days.” “Yes, Sir”, I replied. He let me know he needed to go and gave me another kiss before I left the car with the taste of his cum in my mouth.
