The door opened swiftly inward. The man within was tall and very muscular and donned in a skin-tight black leather sleeveless shirt and pants. In his hand he held a small piece of black, silken cloth. A wicked smile spread wide on his lips as he gazed openly at the woman outside. "Welcome" he said in a voice deep and melodious. "I've been expecting you."
She smiled shyly back, uncertain how to respond and wondering if she was making a mistake. Online, it all seemed so fun and safe, but here she was, in person now at the home of her Master for the night. She had never done this before and a moment of panic surged through her. She almost turned to leave when he reached out his hand and cupped her check. The man's hand dwarfed her face and he smoothly turned her gaze to his own and said, "I know that you are fearful, but you must trust in me and choose now to go all the way or turn around. For once within, you must obey fully. Now, choose. Will you stay and submit, or do you turn and go back to your normal life?"
The firmness and command in his voice drove a shiver of excitement through her body. She swallowed once and before she could change her mind again, she whispered one word, "Submit." It was enough. He released her face and drew up his other hand with the cloth. She now saw that it was a silken blindfold. Her mouth parted to speak, but she was interrupted by his curt voice. "No words."
He pulled the blindfold over her head and securely put it in place. The world went completely black and her fear returned. She shook slightly, but realized that it had begun. The mix of fear, arousal, and uncertainty caused her to shiver again. He took her hand and guided her through the threshold. Behind her, she heard the sound of the shutting door and the click of several locks. "Are you dressed as requested?" he asked her. Unsure whether or not to speak, she simply nodded her head yes. "Good, my pet" he purred in her ear. "Very good." He reached around and removed the long coat she wore. He stood back to admire her body and take in the details of her clothes. Mentally, he checked off the requirements for the night's play. A tightly cinched corset hugged her midsection, but left bare her full and firm breasts. He noticed how hard her nipples were and how lovely the black looked against her milky skin. The corset tapered down to reveal no panties but instead a classic garter with black stockings finishing in black heels. "Perfect my pet" he mummered with obvious approval in his voice. "Perfect."
The sound of his footsteps walking away surprised her, but she did nothing. She stood still, aroused and curious as the minutes ticked on. Nervous and sexual energy made her jittery, but she remained as she was. "Just one more accessory." His voice suddenly behind her startled her so much she jumped in place. He laughed and she felt something thick and stiff brush her neck. Her hand flew up instinctively, but his was faster and caught her. "No, no my pet. Submit, remember?" Slowly, she moved her hand down and he finished placing a leather collar around her neck. The leather smelled new and strong and the firmness caused her to raise her chin quite high. As he locked it up, she realized that the collar prevented her from moving her head in any real direction. She was forced to keep her chin straight up and only face forward. It was so tight and constricting that she had another moment of panic and began to reach up for it again. Again, he was faster and grabbed her hand. "We need to do something about this pesky hands or they'll get in the way of everything my pet. This is your training collar," he said. "Once you're used to it, we may move to something larger." She could not fathom how much larger a collar could get, but was glad then at what she had.
"Now, we continue" he said as he grabbed her arms above the elbows, guiding where she walked. She had no idea how far or to where in the house they walked, but they continued on until she heard a door open and then shut behind her. "Here we are my pet. The playroom." She was amazed at how excited she was above and beyond the fear that lingered in the back of her mind. But, she realized, that was half the excitement in it, not knowing what was to come. He guided her deeper into the room and then told her to stop. A sound of metal striking metal was heard when she suddenly felt her chin pulled higher up than it was already. A solid and unmoving pull dragged on her collar until she tilted her head back further. She realized that he must have connected her collar to a chain from the ceiling and again suppressed a shudder of mixed fear and elation at this new immobilization. "This is where you will be standing for now, my pet. I can not have you stumbling around now can I?" An edge of wicked humor tainted his words as she heard him walk away again.