June 15, 2021 – Part I
I met the man I have been searching for exactly one week ago today. He sent a simple message…he made an outlandish claim that he could tame a brat. Of course, I coyly questioned his ability and as they say…the rest is history.
We messaged back and forth all morning and quickly realized that we needed to talk. That phone conversation somehow lasted 3 hours all in a blink. The connection was incredible and I didn’t want the conversation to end. I attempted to get some work done but I couldn’t stop thinking about this incredible guy that is trying to steal my heart. I tried to tell myself that I’m crazy and this can’t happen in one conversation. Then he called me again before I went to bed…and that sealed the deal. We talked and laughed for the next 7 hours, quoting movie lines, taunting and teasing a fool on the website that we met on which made us realize how we were meant to use the site. We really had been using it all wrong. Did we just become best friends? Yep! I had only 2 hours of sleep before I had to get up for work and I didn’t care. I was so happy!
I pushed my way through the day, working as much as my brain would allow and messaging this man that I knew I had to keep in my life. That night, we talked again and agreed that we needed to meet and soon. Discussions were had about meeting half-way vs me going to him. He wasn’t feeling well due to having kidney stones and there was no way I was making him drive so I agreed to come to him. I was so nervous because it was a really vulnerable thing to do…but I trusted him. Was I being foolish? Naive? Maybe…but sometimes you have to follow your heart and shut your brain off, stop over-thinking and just enjoy the ride. After all, we had spoken on the phone for 14 out of the last 24 hours. This is more than I have spoken to anyone on the phone in the last year. Those conversations were not all about kink and lifestyle either, we bonded over my online tormentor and made plans for making him a cuckold…we laughed at the idea of making a video of our playtime and having this weirdo’s picture plastered all around the room. We talked about family, work, his music adventures, travel and relationships past. Yes, I felt safe going to this incredible man’s home and spending some time getting to know him in person.
We agreed that I would come out to meet him the following night after work. It is a long drive so the plan was to spend the night and I would work from his home instead of mine. This was a huge chance I was taking and I had no idea what I was doing. This shit got real and I had no intention of turning back. The connection we were both feeling was palpable and we both seemed to need a hug and a kiss to calm those storms that were already raging. I already felt the connection and all I wanted was for this Dominant man to claim me as his own.
Short story…I had a great time. I met his other sub, Cassandra and just adore her. She is very sweet and I was able to see her becoming a good friend going forward. Sir knew that I was bi-curious and encouraged us to worship his cock together which was a new experience for me but really enjoyable! I liked pleasing him with her followed by the pictures we were taking to put on our profiles. We all played together before I had to go home and I was so nervous. It was actually ok though…Sir made us both cum over and over again, one at a time and I helped teach her how to squirt. I was so happy I could help and it was really fucking hot. Most importantly, Daddy was pleased. No notes. I didn’t want to leave but I had to. I had a pit in my stomach as I drove away that night and all I could think about was how I was falling in love with this man and had to see him again as soon as possible.
We talked more on the phone when I was driving and after I got home. He was feeling the same but was a little guarded because someone else hurt him before me. There was no way I was going to cause either of them any emotional pain so I knew I needed to get back out there as soon as possible. We made plans for me to come back out Friday after work and stay the entire weekend. The two days that I had to wait were painful and it sucked because I felt like something was missing at the core of who I am. I understood that when I am with Daddy, he makes me feel loved, centered, calm, confident and whole. Many of those parts of me felt fractured when I left and I just wanted him to hold me and make me whole again. Son of a motherless goat…I was in love with him. How is it even fucking possible? I sat and processed my thoughts, my emotions and the experiences of the week and realized that we shared more physically, emotionally and mentally in those few days than I have in previous relationships over the course of a year or more. He knows me better than I do and I trust him so much that the reinforced walls I have built are crumbling all around me. I feel vulnerable but safe and am ready for Sir to lead me where he knows I need to go.
It’s time to bring those troops home.