i live in the country (the sticks) and my income is from waitressing. i have a second job at a company which hopes to someday sell graphics on the net. It is through this second job that i get access to a computer. i work there for gratis.

Usually i work five days a week waitressing. Off on Sunday, always at work on saturday, and four days durring the week.

i go to school part time too so i am pretty busy. Since j moved in we keep ourselves pretty satisfied sexually so i haven't been dating much. Niether of us want to remain together. We both need a man (each!)

About My RT Guy

i first saw him about a year or so ago when he was a customer at the resturant. It would be nice if i could say the earch shook for me, but it didn't. Since January, i guess, he's been eating at the resturant nearly every day, lunch, steak and potatoes type, a regular.

He has been always polite and he's a good tipper. Nothing much had happened between us. He seemed interested, but when i didn't return the interest he didn't keep trying to get my attention.

One day i got off work early because business was slack. It was about two in the afternoon and i was glad to be getting out of there. The Mighty Chevette had other ideas. The lights had been left on and it wouldn't start - it can be so picky sometimes!

i had the hood up when Rob (fake name) came out of the resturant and got into his truck. He pulled up to where i was talking sweetly in an understanding and appoligetic way to my car. He offered a jump start and had my car going in just a few minutes. i offered money for helping me and he turned it down, a kiss would do.

i think that was the first time i slowed down enough to really look at him. He wasn't half bad, in fact he looked pretty ideal. i gave him a grateful kiss on the face and he didn't try to make any moves on me at all. That was good. Too many guys try to turn something like that into something more than what it is. He didn't. i looked at him again. He thanked me for the kiss and started to get embarassed. Before he could i gave him another kiss, this time on the lips. In a flash i was in my car and he was in his truck driving off. We had both gotten embarrassed.

He Begins Seeing Me

What next? Me thinking about him for no reason, the two of us talking when he came into the resturant, him coming into the resturant and finding out which tables were mine before sitting down, or the fact that he also found out when my breaks were and being sure to be there and asking me to join him at his table. Things had changed just that quick. At first i was reluctant to start anything with him but somehow it came out that he knew where i lived. He had seen my car in my yard and he lived just a half mile or so down the road.

He gave me his number (just in case i ever needed another jump start.) How to describe him... nice looking, a little older than me, never married, quiet, respectful, sharp wit, likes to joke, intellegent, worldly and has the gift of gab - once he knows you. i made up my mind that the battery in my car was going to go dead again!

It was on a Sunday and j was in on it. i called the number he had given me and he was in. i told him that i was taking him up on his offer of another jump start. He was on his way! j and i had planned this out pretty well. i was going to flood the car so it wouldn't start, run down the battery so it'd be dead when he arrived. j was going to go down to the store and call me. If i needed for her to get home the code words were "frying pan" and if i wanted her to get lost for awhile they were "fry daddy."

j got her keys but i had a change of heart. i decided that i didn't want to fool him any more than i already had. It would be better for j to just stay and i'd tell him that the car was fine, that i had just wanted him to come over. i am a big fan of the Truth, go figure.

Rob showed up and had his jumper cables out of his truck before i could stop him and tell him it had all been a rouse to get him over. He was flattered by that and i was about to invite him in for some iced tea when he saw j. As it turns out she is related to him somehow and they used to see a lot of each other when they were growing up. i almost felt out of it as they caught up with each other, but they included me in the conversation and we had a lot of laughs.

He stayed about four hours, not his fault though. When he'd try to make an exit j would start some story about when they were kids or i'd just ask him not to go yet. When he did leave he had my phone number and j had a lot to tell me about him.

A Date

Things got friendlier. Finally he asked me to go to a movie with him. He took me to a nice place to eat, the movie, and we went back to my place ("fry daddy" j - i'm telling you "fry daddy!") He was the complete gentleman and my blood was on fire! We smootched some on the couch, but niether of us were sure how far we wanted to go yet. When he went home i was terribly frustrated.

Everytime we were together i came out of it terribly frustrated! i had dropped hints and they hadn't gotten me anywhere. j couldn't help me a bit. The way i saw it either the guy was gay, had baggage from a previous relationship, or had a sexual disease he didn't want to pass along. j doubted that he was gay, but couldn't tell me about past relationships until she made some calls to her friends who knew Rob.

She was discrete but thorough. He checked out with a clean bill of health. Too clean, almost. He hadn't seen too many women and his last big relationship had been four years ago. We couldn't get a clue why he didn't seem to want to go to bed with me.

He was on my mind a lot. Something else that bothered me was the bondage aspect. i hear about a lot of people who fall in love and find out their partner will have nothing at all to do with bondage. Rob didn't impress me as one of those people, but then too he didn't seem to be as sexually timid as he was acting around me either. i was getting worried what all of this would lead up to.

Rob had never made a comment about my collar. That was worrisome too. Most people did ask about it. The jerks would say something the first tme they saw it and the people who became friends or were friends asked about in private. Depending on who i was talking to my collar was a fashion statement, a protest against goverment, or something sexual. Rob had never asked.

We kept seeing each other and i began dropping hints, not only about sex but about bondage. If we watched some tv i'd make a comment on whoever got tied up (on any normal night on tv someone gets tied up - usually several.) He had always given me generic answers - too vague for me to pick up on one way or the other. Yes, he frustrated me!

Some Help from the NET

i'm the sort of girl who when confronted with a problem, i begin asking for people's opinions. Something like this needed a person i didn't know - a stranger, kinda. This isn't something you discuss with your friends. Thanks to my site i know lots of good people with opinions that i can trust. i mentioned it to few in my email and got back some ideas. My ego was hurting.

i know that sounds biased. Love is more important than sex and a relationship can survive without sexual congress. i can appreciate all of that and i hope that if i found myself in the position of falling in love with a man who could or wouldn't make love to me that i could rise above my desires for sex. On the other hand the biological clock is ticking and i'm in my sexual prime and i would love to have at least one child.

As far as bondage went the general concensus was that either i had found someone who was turned off by bondage (seems logical that if some of us are turned on by it there should be some who are turned off by it - why, i don't know) or, as one man put it, maybe Rob was a submissive and was waiting for me to make the moves! That sounded like what i was seeing. Me as a top? Oh no!

Still Rob did make my mouth water! Could i play the role of Misstress? i could fake it, but not for too long. When j and i had first got together we had to take turns being the top. She liked getting tied up a much as i do. These days she is quite content to be the top 90% of the time or more. Could i be the top over Rob?

Again, i am biased. i truely believe that men were put here to be over us women. That's just the way i feel, i can't help it! It would be just as hard for me to give up on bondage completely as it would be for me to become a Misstress!

i stewed on this for days before i decided that the coming Saturday Rob and i were going to make love one way or the other! i switched hours with another waitress so that i'd have the day off. i also told Rob that he was taking me out for a picnic, weather allowing. If the weather was bad then j would have to go out because it was going to be a "fry daddy" kind of a day!

Saturday!

The sun rose slowly as i got a nice long shower. i felt good, good and determined. This was a day that cried out for garters and hose, lots of frillies and soft perfume, but Rob was taking me to a pinic so i had planned on tennies, shorts and a t-shirt. Freshly washed, virgin white tennies. Shorts that fit me perfectly but weren't too tight. T-shirt made from a special fabric that was light and fit my curves beautifully.

A new set of bikini panties with a matching bra awaited their chance to be sprung on a man. Dark purple, satiny, shiny, with a hint of lace. Yes, i was going loaded for bear. Rob might not know it, but he was going home a well laid man that night - or i was going home completely rejected.

i put on make up that was guaranteed to make me look fresh and natural. j helped me with my hair. The weather outside didn't look too good. It was quite chilly and i worried that all my plans would go down the tubes. i worried if i was going to end up a Misstress for life - or worse, a spinster!

The Picnic

By the time Rob arrived at my place i was smilling and greeted him warmly. He still responded in that way that he does. He did make me feel good by complimenting me on the way i looked though. j had brewed a fresh batch of coffee and invited him in for a cup so we could all talk. He looked good outside but sitting at the little table in the kitchen he looked even better. He made that table look as small as it is. i had never noticed that when j was sitting in front of me. Yes, he is a man, 100% dyed in the wool!

i grabbed my purse which felt heavy with two pairs of handcuffs in it, instead of the usual one pair. My ancles sent me a sensation that told me that i wanted that second pair along with me.

We live in the country so you'd think that finding somewhere nice for a picnic wouldn't be a problem. Not so. We did take a nice ride though and ended up in some rest area where Rob thought that we were going to have our picnic. i almost went along with the idea in spite of the fact that there were other people around. Thankfully i remembered a friend of my dad's who had a farm that i had been to many times as a girl. There were plenty of places there where we could be alone and have a fabulous view.

i got Rob to go to the farm. We had to stop and open several gates to get where it was pretty and then everytime we found someplace where everything looked right it would be somewhere around some cows. Cows i can stand, but where there are cows there are bulls and i know better than to trust bulls. Finally we found this road that led to a great hilltop that would be perfect.

Until we stopped i hadn't noticed how quiet Rob had been. Something was going on inside of his mind too. i hoped it had something to do with me, something good!

The Trust

i don't remember the movie, but there was a scene in it that made a big impression on me. There's this couple and they begin to discuss trust. The guy had this way to exercise trust - both the giving and the taking of it. He had her stand facing away from him with her arms out. She was suposed to let herself fall backwards and trust that he would catch her. She did it a few times and began to be able to trust him enough to just fall and let him catch her. Then he did it with her catching him - shouldn't hardly, but she could catch him enough to keep him from being hurt. Close enough.

We had walked a bit to soak in the beauty of the place and we were standing near the top of the hill when i remembered the movie. "Hold my hand." i told Rob. He did and looked up at me where i was standing on lump of earth. i could tell he liked looking at me and that felt good. "i'm going to close my eyes and step off of this, catch me so i don't fall."

He was protesting as i closed my eyes and leaned my head back. i felt the wind blow my hair behind my face and tickle my tummy as my t-shirt was whipped up. It felt very good and cool on my skin. i knew that i could get hurt and Rob was telling me so. He threatened to let go of my hand and look the other way if i did it. Gracefully i extended one leg and began to let myself lean forward. If it had not been for his hand holding onto mine i wouldn't have done it.

i felt myself go weightless and before i could regret my disision i felt strong arms grab me and keep me from falling, Rob had saved me. True, the worst that could have happened was i could have scrapped up my knees, but what did happen was an exchange of trust. Something marvelous!

He had me in his arms holding me tightly. i hugged his arms to me even more and told him that was why i had put him on such a spot. He looked surprised and before he could regain his composure i asked him if he wanted me. Actually the way that came out kinda surprised me too.

"I feel like i have wanted you forever...." he admitted. That surprised me too. What else that surprised me is that he didn't kiss me then. i know there are no rules for lovemaking and no rules for adults anyway, but he should have kissed me! The time was ripe! So i kissed him!

His reaction was not what i expected. He kind of started to pull back, but then he sort of melted and returned the kiss and i could feel his passion. Good kiss! Hungry kiss!

It finally dawned on me that what my friend had told me was true. Rob is submissive, not the same as me. Submissive but in a male kind of a way!? The lead had been passed on to me. What to do with it?

"Rob, lay me down and i want you to stand up."

He looked as surprised as i felt, confused too. Gently he lowered me to the ground and then he stood above me. i could see his eyes eating me up! i smiled back up at him. i was begining to understand what he wanted me to do. Time for another leap of faith.

"Like what you see?" i asked not too impishly.

"Yes. You look so... good!"

"Drop your pants!" i ordered not too sternly.

He hesitated then looked around as he began to undo his belt. He was still looking around as he lowered his pants to his knees. He was wearing white BVD's and he had more than just a bulge. He looked at me for a reaction.

i pointed to and played with my neck mimicing where my collar usually rode. "What do you call that thing i normally wear? What does it mean?"

"Your collar? It means you are a..." he couldn't finish. He had to finish! What he said next would tell me what he wanted me to be! i waited. When he saw that i wasn't going to help him out he finally admitted, "You are a domimatrix or something...."

BINGO! We have a winner! Not the answer i was hoping for, but a start!

"No, i am a slave."

"What? i thought.... " and words failed again.

"Do you like that?" i asked hoping against hope.

"No, i mean I thought you were... a Dom."

"You would have prefered..." i prompted.

"Yeah." Rob admitted.

"i can be..." i admitted.

"Can you?"

"If you want.... Do you want?"

He started to say something. "Yes." was all that he could get out.

i wasn't sure how i wanted to handle this next part Should i ask him if i agreed to top him for awhile would he be willing to be my top for at least as much time? What kind of exposure had he had to bondage? It was obvious that he had some. The main thing that i did want to think was that he had not gotten with me because he thought that i was some kind of Misstress. i want him to want me for who am i am - not someone or something to just satisfy whatever sexual desires he has.

"Why are you attracted to me?" i asked point blank. "i like you because you seem to be a nice guy and, to be truthful, i can't get you out of my mind. i think we might be good for each other..." and then it got hard for me to speak. "i don't want this to just be a fling, y'know. If that's how you feel then please let me know right now so that i don't have to get hurt, ok?"

"I'm not just looking for a quickie either. I'm serious about you!"

My heart skipped a beat.

"i feel that way too." i admitted.

He began to pull up his pants and kneel beside me.

i stopped him with; "whoa, what do you think you are doing?"

"I was going to give you a hug, why?"

i smiled at him. "Did i tell you to pull up your pants? i don't recall doing that."

He looked at me puzzled for a second and then realized that i had told him it was time for the games to begin!

The Games

"Go to the car and get my purse for me, its under the front seat - hurry!" i ordered.

i wasn't sure what i was going to do yet. i wasn't even sure if i should stay lying on the ground or not. i looked around and saw several trees just right for handcuffing someone to. What ever happened i was going to tie him up and service him for a little while and then he was going to do the same for me. We'd see how things went.

By the time he returned from the car he had turned into a chatter box on me. "What's in the purse?", "What are we going to do?", "Should i pull up my pants now?", "...or take them off?", "Why didn't you tell me?!"

"Hush! Give me the purse. Now back up to this tree and put your arms around it, behind your back! Stand still!"

He did as ordered. Here i had been worried about him being offended by my desire to be tied up and there i was ordering him around like a Dom! i had to giggle just a bit.

"Do you know what's in here?" i asked as i held up the heavy purse.

"No."

"What would you like for me to have in here? - besides money..."

He laughed. That was good. i didn't want to come off as some hardened sadistic type. i usually don't appreciate that in a top and this would be a good time to show him what kind of bondage i appreciated. This could work out perfect even if after tying me up once he still wanted to take turns being the bottom. He might get away from being the sub and even if he didn't then it could still be a real good thing to share being tops and bottoms - with each other.

i began, hoping not to make what i had to say sound like a speach or too well rehersed. "You know that i'm going to tie you to that tree don't you - if you want?"

"Yes, please don't make me beg for it though. i feel plenty embarrased already."

"ok, i don't want to embarass you. i just want us to understand some things before we begin. Have you ever done this with anyone?"

"Yes, a girlfriend of mine. We tried it once and she didn't like it."

"That's good - for me!" i giggled. He gave me a funny kind of a grin. "Are you into pain or humiluzation, anything i should know?"

"No. i just want you to make love to me - slowly! Please!"

A part of my mind felt as if it was disconected from the rest of me. Like i was a third party observing what Rob and i were doing. The person who was me kept trying to find out what the other person wanted. She finally put the handcuffs very loosely on the man's wrists behind his back, making him a prisoner of the tree. She told him that if he wanted her to release him at any time she would do it. Emotions hung heavily over the scene. Both were very aroused and acting in that funny way you see cats behave before they lock up. Ground rules were laid, limitations, safewords, so much had to be figured out before they could finally get to the business at hand.

My first thought was to give Rob some oral stimulation so i got down on my kneees before him. To my surprise i found that he had already climaxed on me - in his BVD's! i pulled them down and saw where he had been carrying quite a load and i wondered how it would be when it was my turn to be handcuffed to the tree. The thing to do at the moment seemed to go get some tissues or something and clean him up. i felt pretty sure that i could get him aroused again in short order.

The tissues i used from my purse stuck to him and i had the idea to go get some drink and used that to keep his member wet enough to keep from tearing the tissues all apart - besides i have never had a soda-flavored man before. Sometimes things just work out! By the time i had him cleaned up it was time to do some taste testing. We both enjoyed it very much, thank you.

He still wasn't done so i caresed his body and just enjoyed myself with it. It took him a couple of five to ten minutes to rise to the occassion again. This time i could control him better. When he got too excited all i had to do was stop for a bit. i teased him close to the limit several times and let him cool down a bit. Finally i got him so aroused that i thought i had tipped the scale too far. When i finally saw that i hadn't then i told him it was time for me to be tied to the tree. He didn't really like it when i unlocked his handcuffs but when he had me handcuffed to the tree his spirits lifted again.

He teased me and said he was going to get revenge on me for not letting him come the third time. He rubbed himself against my leg and drove me crazy with desire until he came. i could have cried! The feelings of frustration started again, but before they got too far ahead of me he began to play with me. It felt like i was going to burn poor Rob because i was so hot! Juices flowed, knees buckled, and i began a series of scorching hot climaxes.

What Next?

Well for one thing he's going to visit my site - i've already explained Master Chris to him and how he's my Master on the net only. Should there be a problem there we will work it out. i figured there would be a problem with j when the time came that i found a man. So far this has not been true, for me. Rob and j seem cool with everything and he knows about her and she's explaining me to him. i am hoping that all of this stuff i have on the site will do good to help Rob understand about me. Life is a journey, not a destination!

"All that we can give to each other is ourselves..."

"All that we can ever hope to recieve is each other..."

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