Well. Ok. Can't stop now

Of corse I could. I just didn't want to. 

Went home. Tried to process. Couldn't do much. Was I coming down from subspace or just overwhelmed? Or both? Or was it the same thing?

I don't remember what I did but I had to leave again by 3:30 to get back. I carefully packed up the robe. Keep sake definitely. 

He said wear anything but I wanted to at least look good. My hair and makeup were still spotless. I wore a summer dress and sandals. 

I got there and He met me at the door. Gave me a big kiss and thanked me for coming back. That was a big step he said. 

He said He was sure I was still coming down from subspace. I had hit it hard and He had used me hard. That was not normal but certainly to be expected. He said I handled it well. 

Now for my reward. We were going to a restaurant He heard about at the last 5280. My clothes were in the spare bedroom. He was pretty sure they would all fit. He directed me there. 

I had never worn a dress that nice. My first thought was Vera Wang! lol what do I know about haut look? It was from Norstoms. 

Mermaid style. Mid-calf length. Sleeveless. Honestly, something you would see on the runway or move stars wearing at the Oscars. 

And red. Very red. No hiding in the background with this on. He was going to show me off tonight!

Red lacy bra to match, strapless to match the dress but no panties. Ok. I can live with that. Sheer white hose and garter. Sexy. 

And jewelry too!  Ruby earrings. Red pendant necklace and bracelet. Even a red sequin clutch. 

Ok and the shoes! 4" ruby red. I thought about Dorothy "There's no place like home" :-) And they mostly fit. Little tight in the toes but as long as we didn't do to much walking... Not that I could walk much in 4" heels. 

He spoke through the door. "How's the fit?"

I told him I didn't know yet!

Hurry up. We need to know if everything fit so we have time to have it fitted he said. And be careful it's all rented. 

That makes sense. No one just happens to have a thousand dollars of clothes in my size just sitting around. 

I'd love to go into detail but basically I got everything on. Like I said the shoes weren't perfect but ok. Bra fit as well as expected. The dress was perfect on my tits, loose in the waist (yeah me!) and tight in the hips

When I came out I just stared. The man cleaned up well! Dressed in a suit I would have stared at his even if we'd never met. Of course I may already be biased. :-)

He told me I looked beautiful (blush) and asked me how things fit. I told him what I just said and he said we'd better leave now then. 

In the car he told me no kink tonight. Just a night out with a fancy dinner. He wanted me to see the romantic side of D/s. He said last night was the rough side and I did well. We wouldn't get much more on that but I should be prepared for it as many men liked it. We would work more on variety. 

Friday evening we had gone over my BDSM checklist and I had asked a few questions. One was how could I possibly go through training with Him and not fall for Him. He addressed that in the car. He said most likely I would always be loyal and have affection for Him but He would make sure I didn't fall in love. If He sensed that He would take steps to stop it. 

He didn't say how. 

Then He laughed and said there would plenty of times during this I would totally hate Him. 

We stopped and got the dress altered to fit better then left for the Resturant. 

True to His word, no kink at all. I was still totally subservient to Him and He seemed to expect that but it was just a dream date with a handsome man at a fabulous dinner dressed like a model or actress or something. 

We got back to His house and He gave me a big kiss and said He enjoyed the date. He said that was the other side of D/s. The romantic side. 

I didn't know what to say or do so I asked if I could give Him a blow job. 

He smiled and told me to go take the dress off first to not soil it. Then I came back and gave Him the best blowjob I could. Including swallowing. He seemed happy. 

He told me to get dressed in my own clothes then told me good night. He said to think about everything we had done and what I think we might do and after a week to text Him if I wanted to continue. I started to answer and He said not yet. Any girl would say yes after that night and I was still in the end of my subspace. I should wait a week to think about it. 

And here we are. Tuesday night and my ass is still sore and I can still see fait marks from his belt and my asshole was still sore. 

But how could I stop now?

The next morning

He woke me up and told me to blow him. "Always wake your man that way" he said. I can live with that!

Then we showered (together!) and he gave me the address to a spa and some jeans that mostly fit and a t-shirt. My clothes were indeed ruined. I forgot to mention that part I guess

He sent me on my wax. Very mixed feelings. Mostly good I guess. My ass hurt badly. 

I got to the spa and when I walked in a "cute you thing" saw me and asked if I was Tracy. He had called ahead. 

Omg the morning was AMAZING! Full body message. Very carefully on my ass. Obviously they had seen his work as no one said anything. Lots and lots of oils. I almost fell asleep!

They gave me a robe to wear. Kind of a kimono. Very elegant feeling. Off to have my hair washed!

Funny how easily I remember this more clearly! lol 

Mani-pedi. The works!

They asked my dress size and shoe size. He wanted to know. 

Then a stylist did my hair and makeup. I don't remember ever looking so glamorous. 

I had no clue what this would cost be it would be worth it one time. But when they were done they said it was already paid for and keep the robe. They would return the clothes. 

I got in my car. Barefoot. Even the heels I brought were broken. Not to mention at his place. 

I didn't know what to do so I texted him "Thank you Master"

The chain!

I can't believe I forgot the chain. As soon as I got there He put a really chain around my neck and locked it with a big lock. Like a 20 lbs chain! At least it felt like it

Still processing

That was overwhelming. 

He slapped me! I mean he slapped the hell out of me. I've never been hit that hard before. I'm going to have a bruise for a week. No way I can cover this with makeup. I'll have to come up with a lie or something. Fell coming downstairs maybe. 

I called him "Sir" and he had told me only to call him "Master." Hard lesson but I will remember. 

All kinds of things flooding back. 

He fucked the hell out of my ass. It still hurts. I won't sit right all week. 

And he used his belt on me. My ass is black and blue. Literally. Well purple and blue. I almost went to the emergency room. But what would I tell them?

And he chocked me with the belt. More than once. I know once when I was giving him a blowjob. I may have been deepthroating him. Or he was force face fucking me. It's all hazy now. 

Ok the spanking was first because I hit subspace hard. That's probably why everything is so hazy. 

But I do remember the aftercare. He wrapped me in a blanket, handed me a bottle of water and hand fed me chocolate. And he held me. I have no idea how long. I eventually fell asleep.  

One week

Well, the STD test will take one week for results. The HIV test was imminent. I guess the full panel takes longer. This tests for Chlamydia, Gonorrhea, Hepatitis B, Hepatitis C, Herpes, HIV, and Syphilis. 

Well, I'll stop in sometime this week

Also need to go to Goodwill

I was partially right

I texted Him (He said never to call) and told Him my thoughts. He said yes but there was more. 

Yes, it's not all about me. I should be focused on His needs and desires. I should have spent my time trying to figure them out and how to fulfill them. 

The big lesson was I wouldn't always know what was going on and why but it was my responsibility to always stay focused on my Master and anticipate His wants. 

He also just wanted to observe me and see how I responded. And learn as much about me non-verbally as possible. 

He wanted me to come back. This time to stay overnight. We would spend most of the evening talking and discussing my BDSM list. Afterwards we would explore soft and hard limits, my pain and discomfort tolerances, and test how good at pleasing Him sexually I was 

I was to get an STD test before then and share the results with Him. He would do the same. 

I was to go to a thrift store and buy a nice but inexpensive skirt and blouse. They would be ruined so I shouldn't spend much. I should also wear inexpensive panties and bra. They would also likely be ruined. 

He asked if any of this scared me off. 

I said it scared me but not enough to scare me away. 

He asked me if I had someone I could set up a safe call with. He wanted me to feel safe. 

That made me feel better. 

I guess it's time to get a test and go shopping. 

So what did I learn?

Well, I learned I don't know everything going on. 

I learned he knows what he's doing even if I don't. 

I learned this wasn't a sex "hook-up"

I learned it's not all about me

I learned I need to pay attention to what he wants. Not what I want 

I don't know what I learned