First Encounters of the BDSM Kind

by georgiegirl

Ah, I think there is enough slack to get my hands out. I am on my knees outside my car and my mind wanders over the past events as I work to unbind my hands.

Sometimes I am amazed that I not only had the nerve to answer a personal ad online, but I actually agreed to a meeting. And I showed up! Seemed safe enough. Outdoors among a lot of people. Cafe in the middle of the city. It was the first time for me, although I thought about it plenty of times before. Scanning the ads, trying to sense who was real and who wasn't. Not knowing exactly what I was interested in experiencing. I could tell him what I thought would turn me on. The stuff I read that made me wet - ha! Pretty much anything. I wanted to get right to it as soon as I met him. Yet, also scared he would want to get right to it! Talk about conflicting feelings.

Our first meeting had gone well. We talked about many things in general and just enjoyed each other's company. I was feeling pretty comfort...

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