My BDSM Journey

My late husband and I were dabbling in BDSM before he got sick. Having lost my sex drive it sparked it again and we were back on a regular schedule of sex after a long time of having it only every few months or so. When he passed I started looking for a Dom to teach me more and carry me fully into the lifestyle.

 
I got on FetLife and found Sir. We were texting for about a week when I Googled him and found no online presence. That bothered me so I asked him about it. He came clean and told me his real name so I would feel more comfortable. His explanation was that he had to know I was a real person and not someone who would blackmail him because he has a prominent career. I still wasn’t comfortable so my mom and I googled the heck out of him. We found decent information so I agreed to meet him for dinner last week.

 

Dinner was nice, but the restaurant was so loud I couldn’t hear most of what he said to me. After dinner we got into my car and went through the contract. We agreed on all the same points. The only thing that wasn’t on the contract that he added was foot tourture. I love having my arches slapped so I agreed even though he wants oil heated by a hairdryer. I have my safe word so I’m not concerned. We got a little rambunctious in the car, but other than some kissing and breast play nothing more happened.

 

Tomorrow he has scheduled a spa day for me. I get a facial, massage, and Brazilian wax. I’m so happy about the waxing, it’s like a 70’s porno down there right now. After my trip to glamourville we will have dinner then head to a hotel for my first training session. It excites me every time I think about it, but I am also a bit scared. I don’t know what to expect even though he has assured me he will ease me into it. He is well trained and very caring so I know I will be okay throughout.

 
That’s all I have for today, check on Sunday for the play-by-play of Saturday night.

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