I had been chatting with a woman I had met on a 'BDSM' chat room for about a month. She told me she was a 'Domme' and she was 30years old. I had been interested in 'Bondage' for as long as I could remember. We had talked about my desire and need to be dominated and controlled. She also knew that I had no practical experience in the 'lifestyle'. She had invited me to come and visit her and explore the uncharted universe of the 'BDSM' lifestyle.

I finally got the nerve to take her up on her invitation. After receiving instructions on how to get to her house, which was in another city, we agreed upon the following Friday. It was a three day weekend, so it would give us extra time.

I got off work early that day, as did every one else in order for every one to get a jump on the three day weekend. I went home and showered and shaved and got dressed. She said that sweats would be alright, and I thought they would be comfortable to wear for the drive to her house, which was...

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