The meeting of strangers.....Part 2

“James“….I wrote. “Forgive my hesitation before as your question I must say startled me. Don't get me wrong I am not a prude in these matters but I guess the best way to describe my hesitation is my inability to trust people. However once I get to know someone well I can be myself and believe me when I say you have never met another woman with a kinky mind such as I have.” Now reader I bet you would never have guessed this either now would you? It makes me laugh when people become shocked by what goes on in my mind sometimes. “I will reveal this one fantasy…one buried deep in my mind for fear of judgement” I continued. “I will reveal it because even though I know you for a short time and through only online meetings I find myself in a position where I can safely trust you with such information.” And so I began to describe the fantasy. “I find myself in need of someone strong and capable to dominate me. Someone with a body that stirs shivers down my spine and heat in my core and a mind that intrigues and excites me. Someone who will take charge and bring me to levels of pleasure I never knew could be possible. I want him to push me to a bed firmly but gently and as he kisses me passionately his body covering mine, to hold my hands above my head…..trap me there unable to move, unable to make the decision of my pleasure…..I want him to take control of me and love me as no man has done so before. As his kisses turn me mindless with need I want him to take that advantage and slip leather cuffs around my wrists. Secure them tight and lock them together. I want him to take his body from mine and taking a length of silk he would attach the locked together cuffs to the top of the bed drawing my arms high and my back straight as my breasts thrust upward….the nipples hard from the passion and the cool air rushing toward my body at the removal of his heat. Of course all of this would not be forced he would know that I wanted this and I would have a safety word for my protection against those things he could do that I find displeasing. Oh god” I stopped “I’m so embarrassed, I shouldn't be revealing this to anyone”

“Why not” he replied simply. “It is just me Kate. Please continue” I read his words carefully and gauged his reaction to what I had wrote. Not seeing any animosity I decided to continue. As I wrote I could feel the tell tale signs of arousal. My breathing had quickened slightly, heat had pooled between my legs and I was involuntarily sitting on the edge of my seat applying slight pressure to the certain place between my thighs.

“I want him to look at me as if I were the most beautiful woman in the world. I want to see the hunger in his eyes as they slowly skim over my naked body from toe to neck and then catches my eyes in his. That hunger flaring there. I want to look down and see that his member is straining in his jeans growing even larger in arousal as his eyes watch me. Catching my bottom lip between my teeth I would try to stifle a moan of pleasure at just the attentions of his eyes. A small smirk would cause his lips to curve upward as he would command me to spread my legs for him. A blush would fall over my collarbone and into my cheeks at his request…..no to his command. I would hesitate and he would simply say ‘do it’. This would cause another pulse of heat to run through me…a whimper escaping my lips as I do as he bids. His eyes would flare even more now looking as if fire is licking the irises within as my glistening core is revealed to him. ‘beautiful he would say with a growl of passion. He would remove his clothing then. Removing it leisurely keeping the calm demeanor of a Dom in control of the situation. I want him to lay over me his lips finding mine in a passion filled kiss and his manhood pressing against my thigh….its size and hardness making me mindless with need. ‘Please' I would beg as his lips leave mine to move lower. ‘not yet’ he would simply say”

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Imagination is the key to your soul,

Freya xx

The meeting of strangers.....Part 1

Well we weren’t strangers…..not really. The only part of our beings that were strangers at this point were our bodies. As strange to one another as water is to the desert but in my heart I knew him. I knew his dreams. I knew everything about his life and best of all I knew how he felt about me. Our relationship was not a conventional one to say the least but I believed it was almost the perfect way to meet someone. The relationship I speak about of course was one of an online nature.

Why did I create a relationship like this you may ask? Well I didn't go looking for it I suppose you could say it just found me…HE just found me in more ways then one. It was like two lost souls meeting on the way to where ever spirits fly to when all hope has been lost. Both lonely….both giving up on the hope of finding someone just like the other, the other half and missing piece of one another.

In the dim and busy chat room his name caught my eye and made me laugh and just as I clicked on it to message him I received a message from him. It was almost as if fate was intervening then….pushing us closer to each other. But fate can have a funny sense of humor as his answer to where he was from was thousands of miles away. I shrugged at this as it wasn't in my mind to find a romantic relationship I was just in search of someone to help pass the time during a cold winters eve in the middle of December. We talked about a lot of things that night and four hours later, the swapping of emails, a pain in my side and ache in my jaw from laughter we said goodbye.

Over the next few weeks we got to know one another and found we both had the same passions in art, music, literature and life. Of course there were times when we would disagree and argue and he would usually win leaving me feeling a little frustrated but also excited in a way….his dominating personality intrigued me.

But then one evening two months after our first online meeting our conversations took a turn in a direction that left me breathless with need for him. It was him who initiated the topic. He challenged me to reveal my deepest darkest fantasy. Of course our conversation had been centered on revealing truths of one another and I guess it was inevitable that something even more personal then questions such as what food we love would come up. But I was surprised. I replied jokingly that I couldn't possibly reveal something like that. But he pushed harder, he fully challenged me telling me what harm can it be to reveal a small part of your brain? Unless of course you fear yourself. I do not fear myself I countered. Then prove it he wrote back. My heart pounded as I began to write but as he saw the hesitation in my typing he wrote back…no not that one. Look deeper. My eyes widened at his words. How could he have known I was typing out one of the more vanilla fantasies in my mind? I took a breath and deleted my previously written words and began to type the fantasy that had plagued me for years it seemed. But never manifested in my love life due to many reasons such as the taboo attached to it in a Christian society.

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As always let your imagination soar,

Freya xx